CD somehow amongst all his napping and sleeping knew about this problem and hired a group of over sized praying mantises to come in after the robots and fight them until they got back to work. These fights were epic. Neither side could ever pull out a victory. However, the fights would rage for hours. How long? NO ONE KNEW! Their fricking clocks didn’t work, remember?! Anyway neither the over sized praying mantises nor the robot would ever be victorious. And CD knew this too. For he had been charging people to come view these fights every night for at least a decade.
The following for these fights had become almost unreal. There were sections of town that followed the robots or the mantises so closely that they at highest of obsession had formed their own churches. These churches really didn’t believe that a robot or a mantis was God. But, instead a lower class of god. One that could provide a light in the dark times that his community was going through. Now, I know I said there was groups of both mantises and robots. But really the fight was focused on one of each. For the mantises his name was Mantis and for the robots, his name was The Robot. If members of the church of the Mantis crossed paths with members of the Fellowship of the Mighty Robot, both sides would stay civil, but immediately after passing each other would begin muttering how their preferred leader was better.
During church both churches had very serious rituals.
For the church of the Mantis every time that CD would do so, the rest of the church would follow his lead and get down on their knees, put their forearms on the pew in front of them and hiss nonstop or until the first person passed out, this was normally an elderly man or an infant that couldn’t support his or her own head yet… The newborn typical fell over within, I would guess six seconds, I couldn’t tell for certain because there are no functioning clocks. Even the second hands periodically stop just to throw you off.
In the Fellowship of the Mighty Robot CD would lead the group of Robot crazed followers as he would flail his arms about while saying “Danger, Danger!” This would normally go on until an elderly woman was smacked side the head and knocked unconscious.
If you’re picking up on something, you’re probably picking up on that CD leads both churches. And you’re probably wondering if anyone has a problem with that. The answer to that question is a resounding….. no.