User:Misfit Being

Here is a little book-like thing I made dedicated to this game

With our Tanks
Ever since the Builders, Constructors, and Devisers created us, I think we may have lost grip on reality. We have become mindless beasts, hungry for oil, and not stopping until we’re tired, or dead. Even so, we come back for more. Our creators have made bots to try to prevent us from being so oilthirsty, but it never worked and WILL never work. So they tried sending bosses, and they slightly helped, but still, they get dismantled quick. So the creators decided to give up and join us. Me, a Motorcycle that can turn into a Dazzler, have written this message to inform all of you, please try to help out and give our people sanity. The metallic circles have driven them to madness. Wait, no, here comes one now, a… a… HEMIPTERA. OK GOT TO GO BYE!!! Hemiptera: Never mark his words. He is insane. We shan’t be stopped of our aggression. Don’t forget me, but do forget him. Farewell, Reader -Motorcycle/Dazzler and Hemiptera