“It’s over, Haltmann,” said Kirby. “You’ve lost. Disable the Access Ark.”
Haltmann had lost a lot of blood but could still move and speak. “No,” he croaked.
“Do it or I’ll kill you,” said Kirby.
Haltmann laughed. “A threat? You insult my knowledge of decision theory, Kirby. The Access Ark only responds to my biosignature. If you want me to do something for you, you’ll have to offer me something I want.”
Kirby shrugged and ate Haltmann. “Great, now that I have his biosignature—”
A turret on the wall shot balls of some sort of sticky substance at Kirby. It smelled like peanut butter. “What—what—” Kirby gasped, as his throat began to swell up.
“And his peanut allergy?” said a cold yet feminine metallic voice.
I would suggest Kirby: Planet Robobot over Super Star Ultra.
“It’s over, Haltmann,” said Kirby. “You’ve lost. Disable the Access Ark.”
Haltmann had lost a lot of blood but could still move and speak. “No,” he croaked.
“Do it or I’ll kill you,” said Kirby.
Haltmann laughed. “A threat? You insult my knowledge of decision theory, Kirby. The Access Ark only responds to my biosignature. If you want me to do something for you, you’ll have to offer me something I want.”
Kirby shrugged and ate Haltmann. “Great, now that I have his biosignature—”
A turret on the wall shot balls of some sort of sticky substance at Kirby. It smelled like peanut butter. “What—what—” Kirby gasped, as his throat began to swell up.
“And his peanut allergy?” said a cold yet feminine metallic voice.