Turbo Kid Page #4

Bravo.

I have to admit, I did not see that coming.

We won. Let us go.

That's not how it works, kid.

You're changing the rules, are you, Zeus?

It's my game, my rules.

No!

I admire your resolve, but in the end,

you're just a loser.

Eh, put the kid down.

Argh.

Playtime's over, kid.

Prepare to taste a turbo charge

of justice in the face!

Watch out!

Hey, kids, now would be

a good time to leave.

Let's split up.

Find them.

Kill them.

Bring me back their heads on pikes.

Hey there, sleepy head.

Where, uh, where are we?

We're on a couch.

Why? How?

You got pretty beat up.

You came back to save me.

That was really sweet of you.

You look pretty good in that suit.

- You think so?

- Hmm.

I just wish I could have done more,

you know?

I wish I could have been more like

the real Turbo Rider.

Yeah, maybe you can't,

but you could totally

be Turbo Kid.

That man in the eye patch, it was him.

I wish I could have stopped him,

I should have.

- Instead, I let you get shot.

- Hmm.

You're a robot.

You're it!

You're pretty human-like for a robot.

I'm very high-tech.

I thought all robots were

supposed to be evil.

Depends on the model.

Well, can you shoot

laser beams out of your mouth?

No, silly, I'm just a friendship...

Apple? Apple?

Apple?

Are you all right?

Yeah, my bioelectric

transmitter is damaged.

- Does it hurt?

- Oh, no.

I'm just losing some hearts.

Hmm.

What happens when you

have no more hearts?

I'll shut down, for good.

Shut down? You mean you'll die?

Yeah, yeah I'll die.

Oh.

Holy sh*t!

Kid? Look at you!

Don't you think you're taking

this comic book sh*t too far, huh?

Look, we need your help.

No, no, no, no, no.

I don't care what kind of

trouble you got yourself into,

I'm not interested.

Hey. Hey.

Put that back.

Looks like you got yourself

a girlfriend, hmm?

Oh!

Give me that back, young lady!

Hey, what are you doing? You're leaving?

Yes, and if I were you, I'd be packing too.

Frederick The Arm-Wrestler is gone!

There's a sh*t storm coming!

Some crazy bastards pissed off Zeus

and he's on the warpath!

Oh, yeah, that was us.

And look!

Wait!

Stop following me!

All we need is a bioelectric transmitter.

She's gonna die!

Are you insane?

Argh.

She's a robot!

Yeah, but she's my friend.

I don't want to hear about it!

Bagu, please!

And why should I help you?

What's in it for me?

Um...

You could have this.

All right.

But just because it's you.

You need to head north,

find highway 64.

There, you'll find your...

Robot cemetery.

You might have some luck finding

whatever it is you're looking for there.

That is, if you're still alive.

Now that's all I know,

so leave me alone. Hmm?

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