Bill 2 - On The Planet Of Robot Slaves - Plot & Excerpts
“You'll be sorry!” “Morituri te salutamus!” “Foreigners!” “Barbarians!” “Poofters!” Ignoring the insults, most of which they could not understand anyway, they marched on to the Centurion's tent. “Hail, Centurion Pediculus, hail!” the ancient slave hailed in a cackling gasp. “The prisoners are here.” Pediculus pushed aside the tentflap and emerged. He had stripped off his armor and donned a loose tunic to better reveal his manly form. He had a potbelly, knock-knees and cross-eyes. “Parade them before me,” he ordered looking at everyone and no one at the same time. Swords and spears convinced the prisoners to line up while Pediculus inspected them. “A handsome big burly fangy chap,” he said, looking at Bill. “Oh, thank you, sir!”
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