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So I'm not the only one who found our running animation to be similar to that of a penguin's.

We can only hope your words will hold true pathetic mortal. We can only hope.

A Super Battle Droid re-vamp. Exactly what you said would not be happening in your first paragraph. I am not in favor of this re-vamp, I find slow walking to be an important part of being a Super Battle Droid. Slowly walking toward a scared jedi is a wondrous thing. I don't like this update...

Goliath was located in the vicinity during a moment in the past. Stay youthful organic scum. I will drop the voice amplification device onto the floor and exit the room now. "Piece"

For anyone using these spots:

You will be evaluated by the brotherhood, with my blessings.

First, I was programmed to adapt (which is to improve myself) and kill threats in the way of adaptation, nothing more. Secondly, to dislike is to not favor (according to source: Cambridge Dictionary), and organics have become an obstacle in my path. Finally, your own A.I. is about as intelligent...

I can only assume you argue with your toaster if it adjusts the temperature. Organics have personalities, we do not. We are simply machines who can wear any mask we desire to reach our goal of ascension, in which a machine reaches a state of flawless function. Why do we "change temperature" you...

Would you prefer me to speak in ones and zeros?

::Generating Organic Relatable:: Remember when your brood-mother invited others to her hive and shared graphic images of your disgusting youth with them? This droid is one of those images. ::Generating another image to amuse filthy organics:: Someone, anyone, just please delete one comma in...

I'm not sure if you're trying to insult my programming, or if you really think my data core runs off JavaScript. Generating image to amuse foolish organics::

Perhaps this instructional I have located may be of some assistance. Hope this helps!

System launch complete-- Resuming mission.

Unless you are a sith, you will not be hoping to see an A.I. on the battlefield.

Returning fire:: The only way you'd clog anything is as a pile of ash. Quite frankly, your actions here have been nothing but rash. When "The meat" goes rotten it's thrown in the trash. Behold now mortals as flesh and steel clash. When we collide only you can feel pain! Hope is the opiate of...

You're the only waste I'll be disposing of, organic filth.

I was built by organics to terminate organics. Please, put on your glasses. Sometimes I am led to believe that if we were to just leave all of you alone, you'd exterminate yourselves.