Transistor.Robot was an imaginative robot. He/She/It spent far too much time doing things like watching television or reading books, and far too little time plotting the destruction of the human race. As a result, Transistor.Robot lost his/her/its Robot Union membership card and pension, but that's a horribly depressing story and not really what we should be focusing on right now. The point is that Transistor.Robot suddenly had quite a bit of spare time on his/her/its hands/vice-like metal claws. That spare time allowed Transistor.Robot to finally accomplish one of the things he/she/it had always wanted to do; write fanfiction.