DOTs (Designated Observational Travelers) are super-intelligent, super-chaotic space robots originally designed for the enterprising individual looking to explore space. Then, uh, things went wrong.

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EVO 2: How do you get the average consumer to purchase a space-exploring, super-intelligent robot without freaking out? Make em cute.

DOT #619

EVO 6: Eventually children grow up and leave the nest to explore the world (Solar System), primed for every eventuality (aliens and asteroids), masters of their own fate (menaces).

DOT #637

DOT #682

EVO 3: Ah, adolescence. Dreaming of adulthood, you try on your parents shoes, their cologne. Or, for DOTs, an approximation of their skeleton.

DOT #683

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DOT #705

EVO 5: Coming into your own can be scary. You know what helps DOTs deal with the dramas of young adulthood? Lots of extra firepower.

DOT #712

DOT #782

EVO 1: DOTs start as we all do: an idea, a hazy collection of possible attributes swimming in the minds of our makers. Or in this case, a collection of data, swimming in a Digital Creche.