Mediocrebot's Prankstravaganza / Massacre

When I found Theresa she was busy welding nails onto the inside of a football helmet. She was quite surprised at my arrival, and had not anticipated that I would “solve” her prank so quickly. I explained that most of her prank ideas had not counted on a robot with slightly above human strength.

I had come to dread this moment. Through all of her rantings and deathtrap building, I had come to realize Theresa was a severely damaged person. Now that I was free, I anticipated a severe reaction.

Instead, she began to cry.

She told me she had failed. She had constructed this elaborate death house as a way of inflicting pranks on me. She figured as a robot I could take it, and that once I made my way through I would feel the appreciation and friendship I had for so long sought.

I was touched. I had completely misread my coworker Theresa. Though her methods were questionable, her heart truly was in the right place. I reached out to offer a hug.

That was when she threw the smoke bomb at me and escaped.