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Atom envying humans?So, I was reading the manga chapters which Atom started to envy the humans in the Dark Horse publications and there was two stories which he was envious of humans because he could not feel fear.Atom envying humans? by ~tetsuwanatom
And in the 1980 series, he was unable to dream and wondered what could be the solution for it.
In both of them, he asked Dr. Ochanomizu to give that ability, but he ended up getting in trouble in both of these stories.
Coral Reef Adventure (first appearing in 1954): Atom was with his friends hearing stories of terror, but he was not able to feel fear which annoyed the story teller.
So, a man who looked like Igor from Don Dracula requested him to investigate a mystery involving a ghost ship which was scaring away fisherman.
Dr. Ochanomizu reluctantly gave Atom the ability of feeling fear for 3 days, but during his mission, Atom was completely scared to make the mission and saw the ship had animals who were victims of radiation and more other animals would be subjected by another atomic test.
The Art of the Impossible 4CHAPTER 4The Art of the Impossible 4 by ~ramendik
Dr. Tezuka was rather plump for a Japanese person, round-faced, and only slightly less tall Meta, who certainly wasn't short. As he rose from his desk to meet Meta, she noticed he was wearing a red beret - not really expected from a doctor... but then, when did she last see one in THIS sort of hospital?
The place was not really the kind of hospital Meta was used to. There were no stretchers or trolleys, no busy nurses running around, no smell of medicine and disinfectant. Instead, there were bars on some windows, and the place felt quiet - perhaps too quiet. There was also a door sign, which Pero translated as soon as Meta pointed its camera. Tokiwa was a private psychiatric institution, providing long term care.
At other times she might feel intimidated in such a place. But now she just wanted to find out whatever there was to know.
The doctor bowed and greeted her in Japanese. As expected, she heard a translation from the box on her shoulder:
"Hello, and welcome
The Art of the Impossible 1THE ART OF THE IMPOSSIBLEThe Art of the Impossible 1 by ~ramendik
By Mikhail Ramendik
DISCLAIMER: most characters belong to Osamu Tezuka, Meta belongs to herself
It was bitter cold. Meta, in her dark warm pants and a red sweater, was cowering by the radiator, catching its feeble heat. Annoyed, she put away the keyboard and rose to open the room door.
Behing it was a strange-looking man. His hair was white on half his head and black on the other half, and a scar crossed half of his face. His cloak was apparently black, but now mostly white with snow.
"Meta?" the man asked.
"Hey, get this cloak on the hooks right there! I'm cold as it is" - she snapped.
The visitor shrugged and turned around briskly, leaving most of the snow across the corridor floor as he hung the cloak. Meta sighed - the person on duty today would be sure to grumble.
"Burakku Jakku da" - the tall impressive man said as he stepped into the room and Meta shut the door again, anxious to keep the heat in. He fished around in his pockets
Astro Boy: in the Snowstorm 1Astro Boy: In the SnowstormAstro Boy: in the Snowstorm 1 by *whitestarflower
One day, in the middle of winter, there was a wild snowstorm. The grassy meadow was covered in snow and all the trees were covered in icicles. A middle-aged couple lived with their teenage son near this field. The boy, Mitchell went outside and saw a figure in the distance, walking across the field. So Mitchell put on his parka, beanie, gloves and scarf to see who this person was.
"Who would be crazy enough to go out in this snowstorm?" he thought.
As Mitchell came closer, he saw that the figure was a small boy of about 8 or 9 years old. He wasn't wearing any shirt. He only had what looked like black speedos on, a green belt and red boots. The kid must be freezing!
"What happened to your clothes?" asked Mitchell.
The small boy answered, but the wind whistled past and Mitchell couldn't hear the answer.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR CLOTHES?" he yelled.
"I LOST THEM!" shouted the small boy.
"Here, you can wear my jacket and beanie," said Mitchell. "They'
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