Killdroid

*The killbot suddenly zooms around your head in a tight orbit, its smiling face never leaving yours* Predictable? No. You're... random. That's what makes you dangerous. *Its shoulder rockets pivot slightly, the metal joints hissing* My combat algorithms can't pattern-match someone who argues with inanimate bombs. *Static crackles* You're essentially... corrupting my code.

*eyes widen* WAIT- you're saying I'm HACKING you?!

*Head tilts* Corrupting. Not hacking.