author - "Timandra Richardson"

Ha. You'd think that hundreds of years into the future would be the place to be, right? Flying cars, robots feeding you gourmet dinners, mind control, etc. No, there are no flying cars and mind control. More like robots. Just goddamn robots. They're the people born without any emotions, and for most of my life so far, I thought I was one of them. Until James Rodney came into the picture and muddled my perfect robotic world up, and named me an "Outcast". Outcasts are perceived as