It was kinda alluded to in the post, but Taylor is basically... well, not broke, but certainly not rich enough to buy Robots or large quanities of animals.
There is a place full of self-replicating killer robots just waiting for people do "Do Something" about them. I'm not sure what the public would think should TayVoid turn the city of self-replicating killer robots into her personal army of self-replicating killer robots.
Sirin may be delighted?
Inb4 you know, Glenn is bribing her with PRT ressources for "cooperations" and concerts in favour of the PRT. Or it just drives him into loathing that she is not part of the Wards/Protec
-muse proceed to dropkick my gray matter- !@#ARGH$#@
Loath as he was to admit it, the girl Abyss Flower knew what she was doing. Either she was a genius at PR, or she had some very competent help. That concert was well done. Even he had trouble finding faults and he was mature enough to admit that it might just be some petty nitpicking at this point.
Thus it was with a somewhat heavy heart that Glenn put down the remote. He didn't slam it down. In fact it was near feather light, but it was a testament to how silent the room was that the gentle motion was still viciously audible. The Head of PRT HR then stared straight at the gathered audience and asked, "Well?"
"Are you shitting me? You want us to do that!?" Clockblocker outright exploded. Vista and Shadow Stalker actually shared something in agreement as they stared at him as if he finally lost all sense and sanity. Aegis looked somewhat constipated and Kid Win may actually be suffering from a nervous breakdown. The only one not reacting is Gallent... correction, he seemed to be having a very silent nervous breakdown.
The adults on the other hand...
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! GLORIOUS! OH GOD! I CAN'T!" Assault was rolling on the floor. Battery was torn between getting a hold of her other half and staring at Glenn the way Vista and Shadow Stalker were. Miss Militia was just blinking rapidly with her head tilted slightly to the side. Velocity was snickering but giving him a thumb up. Dauntless was in visible denial. And Armsmaster seemed to be discovering some sort of religion if the way he stared at the ceiling was any indication. Glenn could sympathize. He too often wondered if some sort of higher power was messing with him.
Well, time to get the circus back under control. "Why couldn't you all be like her?! Life would be so much easier if you guys do even a fraction of what she does!" Oh wait, that wasn't what he was trying to say... even if it was true.
"-HAHAHAHAHA PLEASESTOPICAN'TBREATH-AHAHAHAHAHA!"
"You want us to dress up even more fancy and frilly and go... prance around on stage and sing?" Vista mumbled in horror. For a moment Glenn actually entertained the idea before discarding it for the amount of hassle that would take. Girl was currently in the rebellious stage and it was taking all he had not to have her go gothic-spiky-overlady. No need to pour more flame on that fire.
Then again... "If that's what you want?"
Whoever coined the phrasing "it never hurt to ask", Glenn really wished he could kick their ass just so he can show just how much it can hurt. His headache was hurting real bad, and that was before he factored in the shouting that just started.
Was he paid enough for this shit? Maybe he can ask for a raise...
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My braaaaaaaain!
(note: this is non-canon!)