Evolution comes full circle, with horrifying results! The RoboRaptor Platinum Edition has learned from the errors of its squishy, cold-blooded ancestors, decking itself out in hard external plates and dispensing with blood altogether. You're gonna need more than a couple of meteors to render this beast extinct.

Imagine the mingled terror and joy 'pon Xmas morn, when the kiddies spy this mechabeast prowling 'neath the tree. Let it roam the house on its own, or trace a course on the floor with the remote and watch it follow. It responds to external stimuli with three different moods, approximately two more than Kevin Costner: you never know if RoboRaptor will show you his "aggressive hunter" side, play the "cautious creature," or be in more of a "playful pet" headspace. Fortunately, the Roboraptor's creators opted not to include other proposed moods like "shameless racist," "pretentious philosophy student," "attention-deficient toddler," and "bitter, foulmouthed alcoholic."

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