Well, I should say were happening, because I was still in the process of trying not to get killed by these things. It didn’t help that all three of those things happened at once. Oh, and I wasn’t a big fan of the electrified steel net that fell from the ceiling, either, and attempted to squeeze me to death. Or the little rat-shaped drones that clawed and bit at your feet and then exploded if you tried to grab them. erratic.įor example, while I understood why Dad set up security systems in his old Vaults to make sure no one stole any of the cool inventions within, I couldn’t help but wonder if he went a bit overkill with the murder robot that wielded an ax capable of cutting through wood as easily as butter. ![]() True, I had benefited a lot from his inventions, such as my suit-up watch and earcoms (and, of course, I can’t forget about my Teleportation Buckle, which was useful for traveling long distances quickly), but sometimes his inventions could be. Ou know, I really loved my dad-the legendary late superhero Genius-and to this day I have nothing but respect for his legacy and accomplishments, but there are some days where I wish he hadn’t been a hyper-intelligent inventor who could build almost anything he could imagine.
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