My brother's droid. Part one



My brother's "DROID". part1

	After he broke up with Babs Muller, my brother was never the same. He claimed he would never be with another woman again. He was very hurt.He became very lonely and withdrawn. He'd never go to parties and cry in his office at night. With all the millions he made from his spaghetti company, he decided to get into robotics. He told me he was going to build the perfect woman. From scratch! A woman who would NEVER leave him. And that he would marry her. He invited me into the basement of his mantion to document the process. I took this picture the first day I was there. He had already spent 3 years working on that thing.


		By the next week, he had picked a hair color. "I can always change it", he used to joke. He was very particular about the "brain". He wanted to make sure that she would never leave. At first, he thought of not giving her any legs. But that looked kind of strange. So he made her extremely needy. And unable to survive on her own. He also made her too stupid to find the exit.


		After a couple of days messing up with the brain, he started work on the "chest area" for about 8 months. He tried many different shapes and made sure everything looked as real as possible. That was very important to him. He got to used all that reference material he accumulated over the years...


			He had a lot of problems with the arms. They kept moving on their own. He was very afraid that she could hit him. Or worse. So, he made them very weak.

			That's a picture of the first chest he made. He forgot a lot of things. " " How can I be so stupid!" he would repeat over and over. My brother is a perfectionist, which gave him a hard time in the spaghetti business.

		When he got to pick the eyes, he got very scared. "I don't want her to stare, or to find the exit". He settled on a grayish color, and made sure she would have to wear contact lenses.

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