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almost bringing the cart up on two wheels. “Whoooo!” he shouted as he slammed on the brakes in cell block two. The cart came to a screeching halt before stopping.
                  “You guys need to work out more.” Chancer said after jumping out of the driver’s seat and watching the two guards come in running through the entryway.
                  “Or you need to slow down, Sir.” one of the guards said, a little out of breath.
                  “If they wanted me to slow down, they would make it so the cart can’t go that fast!” he said with a smile as he started undoing the straps on their prisoner. Douser undid the other side, not saying a word.
                  “Jesus, what happened to this one?” a man in a doctor’s coat said as he waved his team over to the prisoner.
                  “Car fell on him. Tragic irony, if you ask me.” Chancer said as he backed away and let the doctor’s team take over.
                  “How is it ironic?” the doctor asked as he started pushing buttons on the tablet he was carrying.
                  “He was throwing cars at us, so it’s only ironic that he gets crushed by one, right?” Chancer said with a smile.
                  “I suppose.” the doctor said quietly, still pushing buttons on his tablet. “What powers does he have?”
                  “He can throw cars, obviously.” Chancer said quickly. He was a little sad when Douser cut him off.
                  “Increased strength, bone mass, and endurance.” she said quietly.
                  “Do you know the upper limit of his strength?” the doctor asked her as he moved near her to collect his answers.
                  “I believe two to three tons.” she told him. She had her eyes closed, as though she was focusing on something.
                  The doctor only nodded, then went over and lifted the sheet off the monster as soon as his team had the gurney lifted up and on its wheels. “Well, I doubt he’ll be lifting much anytime soon, but still, Robb should be here any minute.” he mumbled with a disgusted look under the sheet. “Can you wait?” he asked Douser.
                  “Of course.” she said.
                  “I can wait too.” Chancer said quickly.
                  “There’s no need for you to be here, Agent Chancer. You may leave.” the doctor said with a small wave towards him. He started walking off towards a medical bay and his team pulled the gurney forward. Douser and the guards walked with them, leaving Chancer alone with the cart.
                  “Aww. I want to hang out with Robb too…” he said as he looked down to the cart. He smiled and jumped in, squealing the tires as he wheeled towards the door.
                 
    April 1st, 2015 5:14 PM
     
                  Douser reset her watch and touched the monster again as Robb rolled in.
    Robb was short for “Reliable Overexcited Binary Being”, a name everyone hates, but since Chancer happened to be standing in the room and mentioned it during his creation, his powers of luck made the robot like it as well. Robb was a robot, designed by a monster, but only activated for the first time after T.S.O. agents raided the super-genius monster’s house and took everything. When they had turned it on, it didn’t know who its master was, so Doctor  Miles Perry had said he was – and the two have been inseparable since. Robb rolled on two tracks, and was mostly comprised of spare parts cobbled together. Only a few new parts have been added, as Robb has recently learned to upgrade himself.
    “Hello again Doctor Perry! It’s great, great, great to see you!” Robb said, overexcitedly.
    “Robb, we need a way to restrain someone who can lift a maximum of four tons.” the doctor said as he was