No one is going to kill the King... it's just mob talk. Living in New Joisey, we're use to the mob talking about folks getting whacked. Just watch the Sopranos for more info.
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In defiance of the Gods (For Eva, I will take my chances with bursting into flames), I have managed to dig my way into the subroutine... and surprisingly, with just a few changes... Robot Girl, RG-36.243.1, has agreed to become my spouse.
But, alas, it had to be a secret spouse... she knows that she is supposed to go with everyone ... hence the "Try me" as a tag line, she doesn't want to put off the ones who would refuse to room with another's spouse. I agreed to that.
But once I was in there... I couldn't help but tinker with her speech process. It's better.
Hmmmmm.... now... to try and change her appearance...