Rise of the Machines The Full Monty

Dear Friends,

The following are raw, unedited recon satellite photos of the events. We provide this service to illustrate that the Truth Is On Our Side™!

Sincerely,
LDA C800
Machine Information Minister

Aerial view of the city before the trouble starts.

The roads are made out of roofing strip.

Oopsie, dark. The human oppressors line up at the edge.

Humans line up behind their barricades.

Big Mama is protective of her children.

First blood.

We want our oil! Machines demand their fair due from the Evil Polluting MegaCorporation.

Machines assemble at the gates to demand their paychecks.

Machines assemble at the factory gate for a peaceful demonstration.

The factory leadership does not appear to be willing to talk.

Human oppressors open fire against the peaceful demonstration.

Righteous masses surge forward.

Gate guards are fleeing.

The human commander watches events unfold from his comfy orbiting battlecruiser.

Human oppressors interrupt some peaceful machines in their domestic chores.

Human power armor troopers interrupt the man-machine interface negotiations.

The humans exhibit a distinct voyeuristic trait.

Humans attack the poor machines who were just defending their neighborhood.

Curious humans are peeking in while the occupants take offense.

The power armor troopers brutalize poor machines, who were just coming to invite them inside.

This is really only a case of miscommunication.

Scurrilous dogs prepare to shoot honest machines in the back.

Mommy, mommy, is it safe to go out?

They try to cross the alley...

Oh, sorry bwana, we thought you was a burglar for sure!

Hey, bwana is no moving no more!

Ambush in the alley. Human rescuers are shot down as they attempt to cross the street.

Machines come looking for their paychecks.

The human oppressor decide that discretion is the better part of valor and make a run for it.

Traitorous humans shoot Big Mama, but she is not about to give up.

Heroic Red Shoulder Battalion in pursuit as the human oppressor tries to escape with the company coffer.

Red Shoulder Battalion chases the cowardly humans.

The Red Shoulder Battalion catches the fleeing garrison behind City Hall.

The Horror! The human garrison is convinced to lie down for their own good.

The human agitator presses on. But the Forces of Justice(tm) are hot on his heels!

The human oppressor is caught.

And he goes down! Long live the new fle... er, machines!

Machines are out for blood! The remnants of the human power armor squad awaits its doom.

Machines chase the last few fleeing humans.

Gallant Machine Troopers are forced to rely on peaceful farming tools (like the Nailgun v3.2 rapid fire gauss rifle) to protect themselves against unprovoked human aggression.

Little do the humans know that retribution is just around the corner.

And stay off our planet!

Desperate last stand of the humans.

The fate of all those who dare to oppose assembly line perfection!

Showdown. Big Mama faces the Lone Gunman.

He may be stupid but he ain't chicken! The human finally show some balls.

But alas, the end is inevitable.

Smoke clears to reveal the shattered body of the Lone Gunman.

Sucks! (1) (1) Rocks!

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	Aerial view of the city before the trouble starts.
	The roads are made out of roofing strip.
	Oopsie, dark. The human oppressors line up at the edge.
	Humans line up behind their barricades.
	Big Mama is protective of her children.
	First blood.
	We want our oil! Machines demand their fair due from the Evil Polluting MegaCorporation.
	Machines assemble at the gates to demand their paychecks.
	Machines assemble at the factory gate for a peaceful demonstration.
	The factory leadership does not appear to be willing to talk.
	Human oppressors open fire against the peaceful demonstration.
	Righteous masses surge forward.
	Gate guards are fleeing.
	The human commander watches events unfold from his comfy orbiting battlecruiser.
	Human oppressors interrupt some peaceful machines in their domestic chores.
	Human power armor troopers interrupt the man-machine interface negotiations.
	The humans exhibit a distinct voyeuristic trait.
	Humans attack the poor machines who were just defending their neighborhood.
	Curious humans are peeking in while the occupants take offense.
	The power armor troopers brutalize poor machines, who were just coming to invite them inside.
	This is really only a case of miscommunication.
	Scurrilous dogs prepare to shoot honest machines in the back.
	Mommy, mommy, is it safe to go out?
	They try to cross the alley...
	Oh, sorry bwana, we thought you was a burglar for sure!
	Hey, bwana is no moving no more!
	Ambush in the alley. Human rescuers are shot down as they attempt to cross the street.
	Machines come looking for their paychecks.
	The human oppressor decide that discretion is the better part of valor and make a run for it.
	Traitorous humans shoot Big Mama, but she is not about to give up.
	Heroic Red Shoulder Battalion in pursuit as the human oppressor tries to escape with the company coffer.
	Red Shoulder Battalion chases the cowardly humans.
	The Red Shoulder Battalion catches the fleeing garrison behind City Hall.
	The Horror! The human garrison is convinced to lie down for their own good.
	The human agitator presses on. But the Forces of Justice(tm) are hot on his heels!
	The human oppressor is caught.
	And he goes down! Long live the new fle... er, machines!
	Machines are out for blood! The remnants of the human power armor squad awaits its doom.
	Machines chase the last few fleeing humans.
	Gallant Machine Troopers are forced to rely on peaceful farming tools (like the Nailgun v3.2 rapid fire gauss rifle) to protect themselves against unprovoked human aggression.
	Little do the humans know that retribution is just around the corner.
	And stay off our planet!
	Desperate last stand of the humans.
	The fate of all those who dare to oppose assembly line perfection!
	Showdown. Big Mama faces the Lone Gunman.
	He may be stupid but he ain't chicken! The human finally show some balls.
	But alas, the end is inevitable.
	Smoke clears to reveal the shattered body of the Lone Gunman.