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electricevolution) wrote2023-11-03 01:18 pm
electricevolution) wrote2023-11-03 01:18 pm
⚡CYBERFORMED IC INBOX⚡
⚡ Elecman here. Leave a message and maybe I’ll get back to you. ⚡
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⚡ Elecman here. Leave a message and maybe I’ll get back to you. ⚡
gif commissioned by lishu (don't use without permission)
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Why wouldn't it somehow manage to turn all his weapon systems back on?
Laughing, quick boomerangs littering the hall he discovered this in, all his combat suites are in overdrive with the rest of him. Coding itching at his processor, chewing on him, and oh he could reroute it, burn his energy off in other ways, but where was the fun in that?
Quickman still has a slight to his pride he's nursing, after all. And juiced up in this moment, it feels like a pretty good idea.
At this speed, it seems like it takes no time at all to track down his would-be opponent. Speaking slower than his vocalizer wants to run right now is a chore, but he forces it anyway, wanting to be understood. ]
Hey, Sparky!
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But we must play the hand we're dealt
And there's the Joker himself. Elec would have hoped he'd stay far away from him after the last disastrous interaction but apparently that's just too much to ask for. There's something different then before right now. He's seen, felt, a transformer moments before it blew (like a device transformer, not a Cybertronian transformer) and he's getting the same vibe off him now. He's dangerous. ]
There's something wrong with you. [ He crosses his arms and narrows his optics scrutinizing him. ] More so then usual. What did you do?
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They definitely were not meant to be that audible. ]
CouldsayI- [ Nope, try again. Slower, Quick. ] Could say I got myself a boost! A REALLY good boost.
[ He can still taste the liquid energy on his tongue, so strong it nearly hurts. Everything kind of aches. Small price to pay for being fully operational, though. At least, that's what he thinks in the moment- Though, this juiced up, a lot feels like a good idea that shouldn't be. ]
In fact- I think I'm ready for a rematch!
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No. I think not.
[ Elecman idly examines his fingertips, making a show of looking bored. A few sparks of electricity jump from digit to digit but he's loath this time to actually attack. Quick is full to bursting, and Elec is afraid any more charge, from say and electric based attack, will just pop him. And he doesn't want to deal with bits of Quick shrapnel in him. ]
Not to sound like a broken record but this fight isn't going to go the way you think it is.
[ Quick's too, well, quick now to track with his optics so he listens instead. His movements are highly erratic, even for him, and the sounds... it's concerning. Wiley is a hack in his personal opinion but even he wouldn't have made weapons systems that sound like this. ]
If you have even a kilobyte of common sense you'll take yourself to the medical bay and get whatever fool 'power boost' thing you've done reversed before you self destruct.
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No more boomerangs follow the first. Yet.
Instead, if anything, the jittering is just getting worse. The zips of speed more erratic. ]
Maybeyou- [ Man, it was hard to make his words slow. The energy was still fighting him, and for a second all he can do is grit his teeth through it. ] Maybe you should- Should get new material, Sparky.
[ The red blur slams into Elecman. All that speed, all that energy, thrown into knocking over his target. Quickman ends up in a combat roll, off again in a blur of red, every system screaming. Have to expend the energy. Have to burn it off. Have to do something with it.
He readies another boomerang, feeling it click into the launcher. It's not his usual, preferred method of attack, no. The boomerangs folded in his back, the larger ones, are more his style. But this expended a hell of a lot more energy. ]
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...Moments from blowing and you're too obsessed with this desperate pointless fight to notice... But if all this power is what you really want... Let me give you a hand.
[ Electricity sparks down his arms and across his fingertips and sends bolts of it Quickman's way. It's not very strong but Elec doesn't want it to be. It's about the same level of energy he's use to top off another Robot Master's battery level. This is a special targeted attack after all. That launcher especially is overtaxed and teetering on the edge of horrible malfunction, too much juice in his zaps and disaster will strike, he's aiming for JUST enough. ]
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Quickman skids out of another blur, venting hard, sparks already catching in his teeth and Elecman's not even hit him yet. Any avenue out, right? And with coding screaming into overtime, he raises his launcher again, and aims down imaginary sights. Right at Elecman.
Click.
Click click.
The energy howls inside him, even if no one else can hear it, and shocked surprise in his optics wars with the grit teeth determination of forcing it anyway. Energy, through his systems, clawing at his wiring on its way through. Burning his launcher's. But it has to get out. It has to get out.
Quickman forces the energy through his systems, too desperate to listen to all the warnings it and his target can throw at him.
Elecman meets that howling tide with his own.
And the launcher explodes.
Golden yellow shrapnel, the scattered shards of every single quick boomerang that he had still prepped and ready, goes flying in all directions. Quickman does too; no combat roll here, just an ungraceful tumble backwards, slamming against the opposite wall. Hard.
Once the smoke clears, it finds his arm still, surprisingly, mostly intact. There's an ugly mess where the launcher once sat, half-melted and half-blown to pieces, things exposed that probably shouldn't be (and not all those burned wires were the result of that final destruction). But the explosion didn't rip it off, at least.
Instead Quickman just... Lies there for a moment, wheezing, vents coming sharp and fast. Judging by the look in his optics, that finally cut through the mania that the intense overcharge inflicted on him. Now, there's just pain. Pain, and fear. Not that all the energy is burned out, no, but the vibrating seems to have lessened a bit, into a 'mere' jitter.
But, finally, no matter how long him lying there seems to drag on... Eventually he scrabbles to his feet in a manner befitting panic, rather than the smug, collected pride typical of the Wilybot. It's difficult, using one hand; he tries both at first, only to gasp and realize that's a bad idea pretty fast. Even once up, he sways. The jittering isn't helping his balance.
This time, there's no aggression. This time, Quickman takes a step back. ]
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A look across the hall tells him that however bad he's feeling... Quick is feeling much MUCH worse. You know if he'd just come across him in this state he'd perhaps feel bad for him. Maybe even try to help him, get him to the repair bay on ship. Right now though? He's annoyed. Beyond that really but we'll stick with 'annoyed'. There's something cracked in his internals and he has pieces of Quickman in him. And he knows that Quickman has done this to himself. There's no sympathy here.
Maybe later when there's been some time to reflect, but now? Nothing.
Elec does a quick diagnostic on himself and then after determining he won't just fall over, pushes off of the wall with an inelegant stumble. ]
Now. I'm going to see to my repairs. I suggest you do the same.
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He doesn't even nod.
Just turns... And runs. ]
voice; $winglord
This is Starscream, Winglord and leader of the Brigade. You're the one Kagerou has taken to rooming with, hm?
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I see. He speaks of you often, though not by name.
Come down to the Brigade labs, the room across from the space bridge. I have something for you I think you'll enjoy, 'wanna-be rock star'.
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[ He laughs, lighthearted. He loves being the center of attention but there's something both embarrassing and flattering about being talked about to someone else. When he knows about it that is. ]
I think I know the place. I do love a surprise. I'll be down at the speed of lightning.
[ He's of course not without his suspicions. This is a mysterious voice on the comm beckoning him to their lair with the promise of something. But Elec is confident, perhaps overly so, in his ability to defend himself in a tight spot.
So to the labs he goes, politely paging at the door even. ]
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But not for long. The mech spins in his wheeled chair (the only wheeled one in the whole place) and turns to face Elecman, a smirk spreading across his face.
There is very much the sense that Elecman is getting sized up, and the glint behind his optics is nothing but calculating. ]
And there's the rock star. Lightning fast, as you said you'd be.
You know, Kagerou didn't tell me about that. Your... Interesting ability. I had to comb through some intel and ask a few questions.
[ He crouches, slowly, keeping a respectful distance between himself and the robot master. No weapons. No danger in his body language.
Neutrally: ] What do you think your chances are of taking out a Cybertronian with that?
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He raises an eyebrow under his mask. He's no strangers to being looked at and evaluated. He's been to enough science and technology conventions as a showcase himself. This is a little different at least. Less... objectifying in feel somehow.
At least it doesn't make him feel like biting someone.
He shrugs and hold of a single finger, a small ball of electricity sparking at it's tip. ]
Ah you mean this?
[ He snaps his fingers and the charge crackles and disperses harmlessly. ]
At my normal power level maybe with the element of surprise and extreme precision, but I'd need some lucky shots. With enough time to power up my internal generators or help from an outside one...
[ He shrugs. He's not exactly tested it but he does wonder if a Cybertronian can withstand enough electrical current to power a human metropolis. Shame it's too uncomfortable to keep that sort of energy in him at all times. It takes a LONG time to get up there too. ]
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Wordlessly, silently, he gives a flick of his wrist: a dramatic little motion and a flash of his subspace. Then, too slow and too measured to be a threat, he presents his hand to the robot master... And, with exceeding delicacy, the guitar case between his fingers. ]
Kagerou requested it for you. Only a few days after you came aboard, in fact. He's gotten rather attached to you, hasn't he.
[ Is that a flicker of sharpness there? A warning? Kagerou had once slept in the vents, and there is warmed oil waiting underneath the one in the corner. But that hint of bite is there and gone in an instant. ]
Of course, he just wanted to get you a gift. You'll find it quite a bit more than that.
[ He flicks open the case. Gleaming shiny black greets Elecman, rimmed with red; metallic lightning bolts in burnished gold streak across the brand new guitar. Something in the way it glitters betrays its Cybertronian make- But other than that, it seems normal.
But the weapons scattered around this lab tell otherwise. ]
You'll find a rather unobtrusive switch near the tuning pegs. Switched on, and with your electricity channeled through it... Let's just say sound isn't the only thing it will amplify. It will be more than enough to threaten anything here that threatens you.
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Kagerou did? I met him the first day I was on this ship. He mentioned that he'd just realized his birthday had come and gone. I told him if I had my guitar with me I'd play a song for him.
[ Did he ask Starscream to make it so soon after meeting him? Something like this must have taken a while to make. ]
He's a lonely bird, isn't he? Kagerou?
[ He lifts the guitar reverently from the case. The size and weight of it are perfect, like it really was fabricated solely for him. His fingers glide down the strings but he doesn't pluck at them yet. ]
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He's been here almost a year now.
[ And doesn't that say so much. The ninja had been in his shell - been in his vents, as likely more than one encounter with the Brave sleeping half out of one had illustrates - and yet it was one little robot master he had only just met who coaxed him out. No matter the fact it had been Kagerou who had, however hesitantly, asked about the rooming situation first.
Starscream withdraws, just a little, setting the case on the ground for Elecman. ]
Now. If you're going to test that in here, stand on the desk that already has all the scorch marks. But let me know if I have to adjust its offensive capabilities; I made a few damn good guesses, based on simulations, but it may not be entirely calibrated correctly.
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[ It's why his brothers are so important to him. It's why Kagerou is so important. They were all made by humans in the reflection of humanity. And companionship was part of that.
He doesn't flip the switch yet. He fishes a pick out his pocket and plays a chord, twists a tuning peg, and repeats for a minute or two until satisfied. Then, he flips it. ]
So I can give it a whirl?
[ He finds himself smiling. This is, impossibly cool, after all. He climbs up to the indicated desk, it feels like there must be a story in this one too, maybe for another day. He strums the strings, he's not powering anything up but he can almost feel the hum in the instrument, resonating with his natural ambient static field.
He charges the lightning in his lines, not a lot, not yet. Just enough so it buzzes in him, he raises his hand, and brings his pick down.]
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And sending Starscream ducking and swearing. ]
OKAY, okay, fucking over-compensated with it-
[ He peeks back over. ] Though you certainly would give Antlers a bad time if you hit him with that...
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The guitar solo from Bohemian Rhapsody would level a city...
[ Said a bit wide-eyed under his breath. He clears his throat and stands up a little straighter again. ]
If you have a Watthour meter to take some reading we might be able to... dial it in a bit.
[ As spectacular as the display is he does want to be able to predict what it'll do. ]
Antlers?
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Antlered Megatron. Manipulative bastard who wants to own everyone around him. [ His voice is flat; there's real anger there, but he's reining it in until only the hint of it sparks in his tone.
He flicks his wings, sits down in the backless seat there at the desk, and flashes a couple tools out of his subspace. ] Alright. Help me calibrate this, and we'll have it working perfectly in no time.
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I don't care to be owned more then I am. I'll keep an eye out for him.
[ His optics light up at the tools, some familiarish some not so much. ]
Tell me want you want me to do and I'll give both you and Kagerou a concert you won't forget.
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You might as well watch. Proper weapon maintenance is crucial, and I'm sure you'll want Stormfront to be in peak condition at all times.
[ Because of course he named the guitar. ]
Now what I'm doing here... Is turning the output way down, so we can work back up from here. [ He flicks out the requested meter and sets it to the side; it takes some... Finangling to connect the Cybertronian-sized device to the very small guitar. ] Let's start by just feeding in the same amount of power you did before.
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[ He looks up, eyebrow raised and amused expression on his face. ]
Bit ostentations. I like it.
[ He laughs. It's just like him. He watches everything with interest and a keen eye, even reaches over to help guide the oversized equipment to the proper place. His small hands can secure everything down nice and safe. ]
You must have had to use tweezers.
The internals are surprising, certainly not what own would expect in an electric guitar but... considering the output he witnessed. His hand hovers over it, a few arcs of energy crackling between his fingertips. Hopefully Starscream has turned down the output enough, he might be immune to his own electric charge but...
Well lets see. He gives the guitar some juice. ]
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And we still might need tweezers. Fingers crossed we don't.
[ It's all said in distraction, far more focused on the guitar itself. But with it set so low, it doesn't emit much at all. Certainly not what Starscream was aiming for. No matter, though; slowly, he brings it up as Elecman feeds it, and the sparks dance further. ]
Still needs a bit more upwards, I think...
[Action] Fort Surprise
He hikes up Pillows to make rows of seats. A teddy or two is set down, things Rock managed to purchase out of curiosity. But turns out they make great seat fillers.
Then the stage is set. A table is dragged to the middle of the room and the guitar set is hoisted on top. Where the light will shine best on it. There's bed sheets sown through some of the ceiling to make it look like curtains. Rock really wants this to be good.
and as Rock waits. And waits. His recharge clicks in and he winds down on the pillow seats stealing some of the audience to snuggle to.
Its okay he's sure he'll wake up and fix it before Elec shows up.
His brother and himself are so far from home. It... its good to have moments like these.
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He'd almost forgotten Rock's suspicious little act until he got to his room again. He laughs a little. There's his baby big brother, he must have gotten himself tuckered out and fallen into recharge. He's kind of cute, and this is definitely a rare moment of him not bouncing around like he's made of rubber. So Elec sneaks a quick little picture of him.
He steps back then to examine the state of his room. Rock certainly out his all into...
Oh.
Oh Rock.
Elec walks up to the carefully constructed 'stage', feeling something prickle at his optics (he's too cool to cry though he swears) and carefully lifts the guitar up. No wonder Rock had been vibrating. His brother really is too good for his own good.
He lifts the strap over his shoulders and fishes a pick out of his pocket. It's the one the clerk told him to keep. Rock still has his old one and Elec thinks he'll let him have it.
His fingers hesitate over the strings for a moment.
And then he strums. A soft cord, nothing particular, but it's a happy sound.
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"Aaw you showed up while I was out," Rock says disappointed but there's the hint of tired excitement for the fact Elec has found his gift.
"I knew you'd like it," is more confidence from the hero of Light Labs. Something mundane, something good. He stands and hold the bear to his side as he steps up over to the stage. "Oh! Did you cry?" Is the part that wakes Rock enough to tease.
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"I wasn't crying," he replies, a bit quickly, suspiciously so. He resists the urge to touch his face to check. His optics are dry. So dry. They have been this entire time, "You don't have any proof."
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"But, your eyes look happy and glistened. So, maybe its just the lighting." He shrugs at him.
"Okay, I'll be nice. I'll stop." Rock chuckles tiredly and lays his arms over the table turning to look at him. "You looked content with music in your hands, so I wanted to make sure you stayed that way."
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"I love it Rock," he smiles and crouches down just long enough to ruffle his brother's hair, "I do feel like that, when I've got music. It makes me happy, more then almost anything. I guess the only thing better is hanging out with my dorky older brother."
He straitens up and lets his fingers play over the strings again.
"Any requests? Since this is a special concert and all."
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"It's soft song but I like it." He puts his hands over the desk and hums happily. "It's such a silly one too and makes me happy in a sad way."
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It is a funny little song, and Elec can tell why his brother likes it. Especially singing it himself, at the edge of the stage he set up so carefully.
"You'd make friends with them all if you could, wouldn't you?" he asks, as he lingers on the last few cords of the melody, "The Lemon Boys."
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Maybe he'll be lucky and it'll never break his spirit.
"I... like some of the Wilybots. I like that I got to meet them before I hurt them, so maybe this way things will be better for everyone." Rock says with full belief. "I think we could all be friends someday. Bitter lemons and all."
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He sighs.
"Just promise me you'll be careful," he finally replies, voice quietly serious, "I don't know how Doctor Light managed to cram so much compassion and hope in such a small body... or maybe he didn't and you just became that on you own. I just don't wanna see you get hurt, you hear?"
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As if its so easy to seperate Rock from Megaman. So easy to say they are different.
He doesn't fully understand the flaws. All he has is that hope on his face brightly shown. "Me and Gemini are starting as pen pals. Then some day I hope to see him in person."
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He's like to wrap him up in bubble wrap so nothing bad happens to him but... that's not reality.
"Hey, let's do something fun, see those over there," he grins and points to a few bags near the door, "Went to the craft store earlier and got some spray paint. I was going to stencil some lightning bolts on one of the walls but I got a another idea. Grab me the black one and pick one out for yourself."
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Though Rock didn't quite get what Coins had to do with himself.
"I'm always up for fun, but if you zap me again I'm stealing your power and zapping back." He warns with a smirk. Standing back to smooth out his hair. Which never worked before and won't work now. So he shrugs and goes to collect the sprays. The black, then Rock collects a nice baby blue. Predictable.
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"You know I have to treat my hair with special products so it doesn't stand on end all the time when my mask's off, right?" he laughs. That's one retaliation that's one hundred percent ineffective on him.
With Rock grabs the paint, Elec pulls the guitar off his shoulders and flips it upsidedown on the table.
"Thanks, now watch..." he takes the can and thinks as he shakes it up and pops the lid off. He makes a shocker with his free hand and presses it flat to the back of the guitar. A quick spray of paint and he lifts it, the shadow of his hand left on it.
"Your turn next," he nudges it closer to his brother, "If our other siblings show up I'll get them too."
He waves his colored hand a bit and a quick buzz of charge practically vaporizes the paint on it.
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Rock looks at his hand, placing it carefully over the Guitar, and sprays over. Lifting slow, it's not often he thinks of the differences between him and Elec.
But the hand prints sure do point it out. He smiles, Ice's will be even smaller. Cut would probably put his right next to his. Bomb goes there, and they'll have to use teh back for Guts. Time and Oil might got over there.
And Roll might even put her hand somewhere on it.
The way his optics shift around, its quite obvious he's been deducing spots and predictions.
text; $quickdraw - message from the end of lethal baby fight
[ There's no indication of what this could be about. No clues. Elecman will just have to learn the story later. ]
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What have you done now, idiot?
[ He sets it down a plays another song or two but stops when he realizes he hasn't heard back from him yet. Not that he's had a lengthy experience in communicating with the other Robot Master but Quick seems like the type to respond to things in seconds and whatever's going on is crazy enough that he's texting HIM... ]
Quick what's up?
[ It's later much later that Elec hears what happened. What do you say? What can you say? He can't call Quick a friend, a brother. He's a menace to society and he's already tried killing him twice. But... Quick was trying to not. Their last conversation he felt like they were getting somewhere. Where? Who knows. Somewhere.
He can't think of anything to say (Do Robot Masters get funeral rites?) but he pings Quick's comm line on last time. Voice This time. ]
If you wanna make the move then you better come in...
[ Slow and sad? No. A funeral dirge for that dumb bastard boy needs to be fast and dirty. Just like him. ]
text; $duplicity - after the gay nonsense
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I know it doesn't always.
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I need serious repairs to fix this damage, Gemini. I’m lucky he didn’t bite my arm off.
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I know what it feels like.
I'm still sticking his stupid self to a wall
Just
He didn't mean it when he hurt me either he didn't know any better
He's always had to learn these things
[ He rubs his shoulder, knowing Elec can't see it. He wonders if it was the same one. ]
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I just thought things were going somewhere very different.
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We're Wilybots. We're all built wrong right? Snake has outright snake coding Heat can't control his own threat coding or temperature and I'm
I'm me
So
He was wrong to hurt you. But he likes you. He's trying.
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[ Wily's coding is made of nonsense and shoestring. There are still a few traces of it in his own system that Light wouldn't have been able to purge without a full system wipe. ]
Did he say that? He likes me?
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He's in so much distress over this that he's sitting on my bed wrapped up so tight in the blankets he can barely move
I'm considering getting him a cup of tea like the humans always do in the books it's so bad
He REALLY likes you.
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I'm going to have to think about all this for a little while.
[ There a short pause and then with a sigh he adds; ]
You don't have to tope him to the wall.
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Uhm. I might be just a Wilybot, but if you wanna talk later my comm's always open
[Audio] Search Snake Audio Gram.
His voice comes through with a flick of hesitation. ]
This distance is safe yes? I'm far enough you will not see nor fear my presence... But personal enough to... I'm sorry, I'm trying...
I enjoyed your company, for what it is worth. I enjoyed dancing and tuning our poetry of motion... I got carried away.
You moved like wind and grace. I wanted to keep you entangled and I struck when I shouldn't... I will not say I didn't mean to Bite... but I only bit because you were beautiful... but I still shouldn't of.
[ It's careful phrasing, audio is perhaps not the best choice. But Texting feels informal and too much can be missed between lines that are never spoken.
But tone and vocalization is different... ]
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It's rough.
After spending a long while in the quietest corner of the library just trying to parse things out he's given up, and decided to head back to his room. It's on his way he hears Snake's voice...
He looks, a frown pulling his lips down. ]
Snake... I don't fear your presence.
[ He sighs and crouches down. ]
I like dancing with you too. It made me feel... It made me feel a way I've never really felt.
And then I felt betrayed, angry. Like you'd just been playing, deceiving me into letting my guard down so you could attack. I haven't exactly had a perfect track record of Wilybots not screwing with me.
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[ The painted Search Snake slithers close lifting its head in a start as Snake's control shows the briefest emotions through it ]
I wanted to crush you in my embrace, I wanted to tear into you. It was intensity upon my programming, so many crossed lines and wires. I was scared but mostly excited.
To kill but not kill all at once, to keep you there with me... I didn't know what these emotions were really saying... I did not know what else my mouth was for
[ closer, slithering ]
I did not know you were wanting something else from me. I wanted to eat you, I wanted to adore you. I still do, but I can't pick these feelings apart from eachother
Would a kiss really be all that good, mashing faces like that, is that what you wanted, is that the real core of these blurred afflictions... this 'crush virus' is deadly, Elec... but I don't want to kill
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[ Gemini was kind of getting at some of this. And well... Elec can't say he wasn't confused too. How can you not feel that way when you're experiencing emotions you never have before? Snake was just a little more confused. And in uh, well different ways.
He crouches down with a sigh, and picks the little search snake up, holding it up in one hand at optic level. ]
I've never kissed someone either but they make it look fun in the movies. It's not just mashing faces together. We have a lot of sensors on our lips. On our tongues, in our mouths.
You can see me right. Watch what I do and do it youself. Pretend it's me? I think that would help.
[ Lips slightly parted he drags a finger lightly across them. Slowly barely touching, traces the top and then the bottom lip, his tongue poking out to touch his fingertip when it reaches the middle again. He puts his hand down. ]
This is how you devour someone without devouring them I think. To put it in your terms.
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He say in full detail, curiosity and ...
It's a moment longer on the other end, Snake's jaw drops to touch his inner face. Touching his lips the way he Saw Elec do.
Would Elec willingly climb into his jaw to kiss him? The thought now sets his core on fire.]
You would... feel soft. Your lips would be soft, they must be...
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They're very soft. I bet yours are pretty nice too...
[ His voice is low and then suddenly those lips of his curl up into one of his trademark smirks as he sets the search snake back down. ]
Well anyway. I guess you know where I am now. [ He shrugs, haplessly. ] I'm on my way back to my room. My brother's there and I definitely don't want to kiss anyone in front of him if I make it back.
[ And then. He starts walking again. Coy bastard. But. It's a challenge. ]
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Watching Elec leave with such tease, he's still in the search snake, and there so far away. Both at once. He blinks and is back in his form and makes a run low down the halls for him. Its not too far, no, not with the hidden little pathways he knows of now.
It's exciting. Exciting! He's putting up little walls around most his instincts, there is only one goal here now.]
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He glances back at the search snake still tailing him and smirks. As if he'd make it that easy. He's still the second fastest Robot Master. Can't let his rep get ruined too easily. And there is something about making Snake work for it that he finds delightful.
So one moment he's meandering in front of the snake and the next he's full tilt down the hall. Let's see how the hunter gets him. ]
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The drone on the other end picks up pace, then there's a squeak of a noise as a second drone pops out of the crevices.
Ohoho, there you are, the Third released. Naughty lad. And Fourth comes soon after. That's three on Elec's metaphorical tail.
And Snake will catch it. Now speeding along the walls and pipes. He can hear the squeaks.. the little alert calls... Soon. ]
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[ He laughs but doesn't slow down. ]
Send all you want they won't help you! I'm almost home.
[ Just a few more corners. Snake MUST be close. Elec wonders if he SHOULD ease his pace. He think he'll be disappointed if he doesn't get 'caught' after all. By why should he insult the hunter that way? Elec's smile is wide and toothy and he pushes himself harder, setting his pace to breakneck. ]
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The search drones make low clicks of their tail panels. As Snake's paint along his pedes are stripping off. He booked it, and he pants standing straighter. But it's obvious now, he came from the opposite direction of his search snake extensions.
He throws back his head in a laugh and charges for him. ]
You're mine now~
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I guess you have me cornered now.
[ Snakeman before him, his search snakes at his back (like yes realistically he could blast the drones but this is a SCENE), he supposes there's no place left to run. He adjusts himself, braces his feet, and spreads out his arms jus a little, preparing himself for.. the attack. ]
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Tackling him and swinging him into the wall. His chest heaving and eyes wild. Static and bright as he leans his twisting head to trap Elec's face close to his, not quite able to reach him. But slowly closer as the jaw spreads.]
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Snake understands now though. ]
Guess you caught me.
[ He grins cheekily his fingers curling in the seams of Snake's chest plate. His helmet is open enough, and lightning always strikes fast. One leg curling up slightly against the other robot's hip and he lunges forward. The angle is right, and he presses his lips against Snake's ]
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Snake leans into the kiss instead, his cannon pushes into the wall as his arm reaches to hold Elec's back fingers curled.
The light hum of vocals echoes between them, the kiss back was rough and uncertain how to work. But it is earnest and quick to learn. ]
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It's a good thing as robots they don't really need to breath because they can take as long as they want, as long as the need to explore this new sensation. His lips tingle from the sensation as they move against one another and he thinks in a daze that he doesn't even know if it's his own natural static or not. His fingers clutch and squeeze at Snake's and he finds himself wanting more. His lips part with a soft sigh and nips at the other robot's lips. ]
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The tail coils around to Elec's side, slipping around the lower back. Who needs to grab hold with busy hands when you have a tail? A sensitive strong robotic muscle, teasing up his back now.
Then a gentle curious almost too soft explorative nip back, and a flick of his tongue upon the lips.]
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He's a robot, he doesn't need to breathe, but he find himself venting in little pants, maybe something programming inside him to help cool the heat. He could stop, could break away for a moment, but he doesn't want to and so he doesn't.
His lips are already pated when he feels Snake's tongue, licking at it as new sensors and sensations light up in his processor. Some dizzy and delirious part of his mind wonders just how snake-like his is. The idea is... interesting in way he doesn't quite understand.
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gripping his arms now with his hands sliding them along the sleeves curiously. His optics gloss as he closes his eyes for the third time this entire encounter.
Watching over time just to look at the way Elec's face tuned and closed optics moved. Tongue forked against his bottom lip. The tail coils long him, and slinks back down seeking curves and lines.
And Snake makes his first noise, a soft hum of intrigue. ]
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During This
hey so i know this is out of the blue but this guy just approached me talking about quick and I don't know him but he's super suspicious. if I turn up missing I was last here with him at xx.yy coordinates.
[Attached to this message is a shaky photo of the antlered Megatron.]
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THAT fucker. Gave me the creepy crawlies when I met him. You need backup?
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Maybe. Nickel and Rung are heading my way but I'm gonna make a break for it. Don't like the look this guy is giving me.
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[ Blues sends one final, quick message. A live feed of his coordinates for Elec to track just in case. ]
[Action] Snake's return
But there is an array of stray pillows leading around it. They're not all from this room surely. And at first one might assume Rock had gathered more. But its not Rock's style to steal what looks like well used pillow sets.
Lead round, round. Round. To Elecs bed, leading under it.
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He sets the packages down by the door a frowns a little at the pillows. Is his brother back already?
"Rock! Are you back already? I thought we agreed we'd keep the area near the door clear?" he calls out but there's no reply.
Huh. He picks one up and eyes the trail. No this isn't Rock's MO. He follows them. More and more.. where did these all COME from? His pace picks up, and he smiles a bit. Honestly now that he thinks about it... there's really only one bot it could be right. He slows to a stop in front of his bad, mouth quirked up in a grin and eyebrow raised. He bends down, and peers beneath.
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"Got you."
With the sound of skittering and a thump something's dropped from the wall, onto the bed. When ever Elec is to look up, there is Snake, hands under his chin grinning at him.
What a lovely ambush. He's learning not to strike physically, but it took so much will power not to tackle. Yet...
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"Did you really 'get me'?" he offers Snake a coy smile and leans forward to give him a quick peck before sitting down on the edge of the bed, "Because where I'm from you look a little vulnerable..."
He lists to the side, no so much flopping onto Snake so much as he drapes himself over him.
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So Snake's instinct is to curl a little into Elec's lap and stretch out. Safe and comfortable with his head there on Elec's thigh.
The previous kiss still lingering on his smiling face. "I wanted to surprise you, and I did. I could have tackled, I had every opportunity. But I was good for you~." Then his helmet bumps up to Elec's abdomen in a snuggle. If he had the true body of a snake, he would of coiled comfortably around his dear... what was the word in the books. Boyfriend.
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He laughs softly and strokes Snake's helm.
"I don't know... I guess I wouldn't mind if you tackled me once in a while," he teases, "In the right sort of situation."
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"I should figure out those ideal situations then. Until those are figured I do not mind this in its place. You look so wonderful against the light here."
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"I know you weren't gone long, but I worried about you," he rubs his thumb over Snake's hand and slowly brings it over to hips lips so he can press a soft kiss to his knuckles, "Synth was good company though. I taught him a little dance."
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"I'm sorry I worried you. I only wanted to find some way to thank the ship for its efforts with Quick. And in turn I also saved lives. It... it was a different experience then I expected." Snake says with a question on his voice.
"Is this what it is like to be 'the good guy?" He looks at Elec, curious up at him. Another question, this one unspoken... as if to say... if he deserved such a redemption.
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"I'm a 'good guy' because of the orders I was programmed to follow. You're a 'bad guy' guy because of the orders you were programmed to follow," it always comes down to those constraints. No matter how they feel about it the rules set out for them by their creators are the absolute. He looks down, meeting Snake's gaze and gives him a warm reassuring smile.
"But here, those orders aren't as solid. More and more choices appear. It's thrilling," he laughs softly a little, "Whether it was 'good' or not, you made the choice to go and help people. You and you alone. I think maybe... that's why it feels particularly special."
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But there is a smile there, such a conflicted smile. Full of bafflement and yet... he seems content with Elec's answer and wraps an arm around him, while the tail of his helmet follows with.
"I like it." He repeats.
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Ah well, he'll figure that out eventually.
"Mocking and rude?" he pauses in his petting of Snake's helmet to give him a light knock instead, "I'll never tell you not to be you but I really hope you didn't make a, you know, dangerous enemy or anything?"
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"I was lucky Wheeljack was there, or the one named Sixshot would have... well, it didn't happen. And I've kept my distance. And saved more lives than made enemies. I do not think the wolf holds a grudge in any case."
For a brief moment, Elec would feel those fingers curl into his back as if seeking a hidden comfort. But he refused to show it on his face.
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"Snake... Come up here," he draws the other Robot Master up so he can properly embrace him, hold him tight, "We're all weird and inexperienced and twisted and strange."
He holds him like he can keep him safe from everything. He can't. But he can so his best.
"We're still learning how to be people," he thinks he's never felt so sincere, "We're going to stumble and make mistakes and sometimes it'll feel awkward or not right..." He laughs a little, "But I guess we have to just push buttons to figure out which buttons shouldn't be pressed."
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The fact that also was a moment of him learning. Adapting.
"Yes... Yess that makes much sense." Snake says slowly. Then slowly again, nervous but... "Did you know we have souls?" his voice is happy and wavers with more uncertainty.
"Did you know, for that brief mission I saw mine? She was beautiful, a hognose. Skittish, nervous, doubtful and cautious. So exposed to the world... But she was real." Snake clings all the more. "We have souls..."
so i thought i responded to this a million years ago...
And speaking of new?
"Souls?" he asks, light frown. That's not the sort of thing he'd been expecting to hear of Snake's mission. New things though, he keeps an open mind "What do you mean you saw yours?"
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Snake looks up at him. "She is she, and I am he. Some how we are the exact same, isn't that fascinating!"
Snake giggles in a hiss. He puts a hand up on Elec's chest as he turns a little more on his lap. "I bet yours would be just as wonderful. Handsome and sparking with life."
"I think I understand one of my siblings a little more now... I had assumed there was perhaps souls, but I had thought it may of only been him to be so..." lucky? Snake hums and shrugs still with that hand over elec's chest.
Sliding it up to his face and lays there. "I wonder if its an accident... A beautiful accident of life."
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"I don't think I've every thought of it as 'soul'. It feels so distinctly human I never thought to call it that," his optics slide shut and he leans his cheek against Snake's palm. His synthetic skin is faintly staticky to the touch, "I can sense our EM fields, well we all can to a certain degree, but I'm particularly well tuned to it. It doesn't stay the same. There's the obvious growing more intense as weapons charge up, or fainter when low on power... but it's more then that. There's fluctuations, sometimes with mood, sometimes just because. It's like a constantly changing pulse."
His eyes are closed but Snake's field is mellow when he concentrates, but there a healthy buzz of what he can only assume is the wonder of it all.
"Maybe it is an accident. There's nothing in our codes that dictate that. Microwaves don't feel like we do," he laughs a little and opens his eyes, "Don't think I mind an accident like that."
Audio, UN: P3RF3C7I0N
But no, I'm actually messaging you to see if you want me to take you flying? We can go chase wake around the outside of the ship for a while, whaddayasay?
UN: electrified
[ He can't help a laugh. It's ELECTRICITY based he has to appreciate it. ]
I was going to ask if that's safe but... sometimes you have to live in the moment, right? Let's rock.
VIDEO
Hey! Hey, Nerd! I have figured it out, I remembered! Something was bothering me all this time, but I have got that shit nailed down!
[She points at the screen]
Mr. Ouch! That slagging- its a stupid thing about electricity from human media from a half minute or two ago with a song and everything! Hang on...
[She taps at her screen for a bit, then sends him a link]
This one! [She beams] You're Mr. Ouch!
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Never mind.
Text: : )
I hear you and a brother I have have become fond of eachother. Young love. How envious.
But to the focus on hand. My name is Shademan. of the Seventh Numbers. I'm merely introducing myself to the other Dimension in the mean time I'm here.
It would be quite rude of me to leave you all in the dark. Given the hostility hidden towards us.
Re: Text: : )
You know this all feels suspiciously like some kind of trap, right?
Like most people don't start off their texts to a new person with a wall of writing.
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I have no want or desire to do anything to you or your siblings. I'm trying to .. as the term goes.
Olive branch? You can ask Iceman. Or your sister Roll, she's a darling. Take good care of her you hear?
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That doesn't sound ominous and vaguely threatening?
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My core couldn't take such horrors.
[Lies, he figured shes such an easy target. What with Bass snatching her up in his dimension for bait. OR that incident with the races. Oh well.]
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[ Oh, it's been a while. Guilt brews in his tank over the absence, the continued absence, alongside the picked over remains of his strange last meal. ]
I
You don't have to respond. I am aware this may be a
a sensitive topic.
But I've heard you were reprogrammed, at some point. Made into something else. What was it like?
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He stares at the screen, bighting his lip a little as he considers it. ]
This will help you figure things out? I've been worried Kage.
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I don't
[ Another shudder, another wash of pain. It's no wonder the next text takes a long time to type and send. ]
I think you were right
To be worried
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Only
[ Horribly, terribly vulnerable, from a mech who tries so hard to not be: ]
nii-san it hurts
audio; $quickdraw
I just- Uh, shit- I just wanted to say thanks. I know it's real overdue, but, I need to do it, so-
Thanks. For the song. And the messages. And whatever that weird thing you did back then was.
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[ There's a sign but Elec doesn't disconnect. He has a feeling he'd be a real jerk if he did in this case. He is a jerk to be honest, in many situations. But he supposes this would be like. Extra. ]
Yeah sure. For the record, I guess I'm glad you didn't actually die. And that thing I did isn't weird it's incredibly cool.
self-harm mention
[ But he doesn't push on the nickname. Maybe he's actually been absorbing some tact from Magnum... Or maybe he's just tired. He sounds it. ]
Can be both. Bunch of stuff on this ship is.
...Anyway, uh- I guess I owe you, so- Crash is aboard. And before you talk shit about him, he's NOT like everyone thinks. Just-
If you catch him worked up, or hurting himself again, call me down, okay? I'll handle it for you.
[ As if it's entirely normal for the other Second to engage in such a thing... ]
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[ He's not matching that speed any time soon unfortunately. ]
Ugh Asimov... Wily didn't pull any punches making you Seconds incredibly messed up huh? If he's causing a ruckus I can disable his bombs at least.
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[ There's a low hiss, sharp at the suggestion, but you can tell how he tamps it down- Bites off the end. ]
...Please don't. Last resort only. He's better if you distract him. [ And if Quickman is asking you 'please'... ] It's fine. You call me down, we'll tussle, and then he'll be fine.
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"Since you seem to like all sorts of books, and I want to show support. I got something that might help you."
He flips the book over. "Reptile Pet Care And You."
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"Oh really?" he raises an eyebrow and starts to extend his hand... only for that hand to suddenly drop and his face to flush an unflattering color at the big reveal, "ROCK!"
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"Synth is still gonna try biting, you know that right?" he sighs and still sounds vaguely mortified. He decides to take retaliation by grabbing a nearby plushie (there are plenty around. This one is a lizard of some sort) and smacking Rock with it.
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"I couldn't get anything about snake boyfriends, they said I was too young to be reading those." He keeps giggling as he lowers the book think he'll be safe before getting wacked.
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It is one of the "shadow" guys? There's like four of them at this point.
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It's Snakeman. The actual one not the one that was like, body swapped in his own universe. Don't know if you know about any of that but I feel like I need to be very specific as to which one.
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Aren't you kind of out of his league?
I did not know there were two of them. Is the other one feral too?
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And I guess it's not really two exactly... The other one is technically Megaman from a different universe then the one I'm from, but he had his mind swapped with that universe's Snakeman so he's stuck in there. And considering Rock is my brother... I want to make sure that people know WHICH one I'm dating. For obvious reasons.
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That's wild bro.
$quickdraw, text
I uh
I had fun hanging out with you and Crash so even though we're like sworn enemies or some shit
[ And he got a stomachache from all the weird stuff he was dared to eat... ]
can I ask you some questions? not a lot, like, three or some shit
UN: electrified
Ask away, I got time.
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okay okay real questions lmao
first... well. I guess this is going to sound completely stupid but can we be.... I dunno friends feels like pushing it but
you and crash sure did watch me eat a keyboard lmao? and you got me that mall gift. which was cool
SPEAKING OF WHICH
second, dad already knows about it [ Someone was pathetically whining about a stomachache on his couch, after all. so he'll find out eventually but can uhhhhh
can you like
keep it quiet around aniki for a bit
(Gold Foot)
it was kinda sorta his keyboard
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Friends is absolutely pushing it. But the longer I'm away from home the less everything from Earth feels like it has any kind of meaning.
Let's go with frenemies. We can hang out. Maybe have fun. But if the opportunity arises I WILL still shove you in a trash can.
And as you frenemy, I won't snitch but like. Just go buy the exact same keyboard and put it in his room somewhere half hidden and slightly obvious. Leave behind his desk but poking out a little. Just hidden enough that he'll notice it but understand why he might have missed it.
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[ And that sour feeling is probably why Elecman is right. Frenemies. Or something like that. Everything fine until it isn't. ]
and I'll do the same. especially if you upset Snake.
...that's fuckin devious I love it
[ He said he had three, and he still probably should, but... Aw, fuck it. ]
...okay.
okay.
one more thing?
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[ His electrical powers are intense and he wasn't always so precise. He had to creatively replace some things in his first few months online. ]
Go ahead. I guess the first question didn't really count.
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Predictably, it doesn't come out right. Not at first. ]
can we compare specs?
...
shit. no it
it's not like that
I don't want to be better than you this time around or
...
look.
I'm based off you, right? that's what you said.
and right now one of us can do whatever the hell he wants and one of us can't.
I know I'm all fucked up inside and might never get unfucked.
and I know I didn't even have THIS at first, and I had to pull seven kinds of bullshit with old leashes. and who knows how that did or didn't add to it.
I mean you know that
you and Snake are the only two who know that
I'm just
Even if I'm different
more different
I'm sure Nickel still has my old specs too.
maybe if we compare me to that and me to you
I don't know
you said it. we're not friends. we're still pretty close to enemies. I'm the bad guy and you're the good guy. but.
I think I'm done doing nothing about it. if you're willing.
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And then the block of text appears. ]
Stop thinking about it like Elec good guy Quick bad guy. It's not that black and white and I think you know that. We're just... guys. Kids. As adult as I try and make myself. We're kids in space dealing with the aftermath of having creators who really had no idea what they were doing or who they were making.
But you've figured out how to handle that biggest roadblock in that aftermath.
We can try, I'm willing, but... I don't really know if comparing specs is going to help. What happened to you wasn't because of the fuckening of your internals, that bastard didn't put a switch in you for that, opposite from what I've gathered. It wasn't something in your programming.
What happened was because of what happened to you. You reached a breaking point. And instead of you breaking, you just broke the chain. It's beyond frame or processor. It doesn't make sense.
It was.
Special.
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well it's the easiest way to talk about the difference, right?
[ Good guys, bad guys, Wilybots and Light. They're people. But oh, the difference is there all the same. The divide Quick was born on. ]
it can't hurt
besides, like
you saw me and flash. I don't like it when people touch my code.
but
if it means we can get rid of thsi bullshit WITHOUT the fuckery I went through
*this
then you and the docs can look as deep as they like
I don't think I'm 100% robot master any more
so maybe it wasn't on purpose
Snake still had to fight me to do it
but idk a shot is a shot and
idefk what I'm even saying I just hope it HELPS I guess
[ Unheard of by Elec, Quick sighs. Scrubs his face. It's not just for Elec, is it? It's for all of them.
The ache of it sits too heavy to be ignored. But maybe he's getting too heavy for the both of them. ]
...Little brothers sure be saving our asses, huh
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I'm the zap cat, your the 'fast child'.
[ He saw that in that leaked group chat. He WILL use it. ]
You have no idea how much it pains me to say this but you're right. It won't hurt to try.
And if anything it might be interesting if any of our unique components are compatible. If I don't get free will out of this at least a little speed boost would be a consolation prize. And you might benefit from being able to absorb raw electricity with how disgusting your energy consumption must be with your crazy alien insides.
But... being able to tell a human no when they ask me to charge their phone... would be great really.
[ He tries not to think of it too much. It's easier here, where the only human of any note around is Mik and he doubts she'd take advantage of all that even if she knew.
But.
Still.
The last line gives him pause and he laughs. ]
Don't know what you mean. I'm the little brother you know.
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[ Two can play at that game! He'll take a nickname he's actually allowed to use in a heartbeat. ]
gonna try and go as fast as I used to huh? lmao just don't hit a wall doofus
ok you do have a point but being able to down some energon helps. I put a bit in everything now it's fun. no chance of exploding this time!
yeah
i know what you mean.
fingers crossed for that
[ There's a snort on Quick's end too! He means well, he does, when he teases. ]
oh yeah that's right you're the world's tallest infant
you know what i meant lmao
besides that prize actually goes to crash instead
Audio - after egging quick to eat a keyboard
Hey. Elec. That was pretty fun before, with Quick. Do you think- would you want to-
[Another shuffle]
...You were nice to Mega before, right? You helped him. So, uh. Thanks. He's- he's good. He's always been good. So I guess you're good, too. That's all.
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Crash we can hang out again if you want. You can ask that, it's no big deal. We pretty much have nothing but time on this ship.
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Well- yeah, but- I mean it-
[A grumbling sigh at himself and a quiet scrape of Crash digging the point of a drill in the floor and twisting it back and forth with his cheeks puffed out]
Okay. Okay then that's me asking. And you said we can. So- so we will. Do you like movies? I've been watching them since I got here to catch up on things the doctor didn't program into me. I was only a month old when I got here so-
[Scrape, scrape]
So maybe one of those. One of the funny ones.
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It's not right.
He wipes a hand down his face and grins. They say you can hear a smile. ]
Let's meet up in one of the common rooms set up for people our size. We can watch Kung Fu Panda. Really funny, lots of action. I think you'd like it.
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Okay. Okay, yeah. I've been in those rooms sometimes with Quick, he wanted to show me uh... [He frowns, because he thinks his head was full of static that day from a really bad emotion bomb thing, so a lot of it may as well not have happened] Something. He showed me something.
Anyway... Pandas are some of those fuzz monsters, right. Animals. I heard the word in movies, they're uh... I dunno. The fuzzy ones.
[He lifts his drill out of the hole he's ended up digging into it and makes a thoughtful chirping sound]
When do you want to do that? Gold Arm says not to assume things even if I think it means that.
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[ He snorts. That's one way to put it. And the conversation is still joyfully awkward. Kind of gives Crash a cute element.
Which is thoughts he thought he would never have ever about any Wilybots. But they keep piling up. Snake of course. Heatman is just. They should make a plushie out of that kid.
Flash and Quick are at least one hundred percent not cute and never will be. ]
You can still set up plans without assuming. It's all collaboration. Or something. You doing anything day after tomorrow? Afternoon?
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[Crash repeats after Elec, delighted enough to wiggle his legs where he's sitting cross-legged so they tinktinktink against the floor]
Okay. Okay, yeah! Collaboration. Okay. And collaboration means telling you that I don't think I'm doing anything day after tomorrow afternoon? So we can watch the movie and I can decide what new things it shows me about outside the lab. Everything does, even if it's just something like... 'People think this weird sad thing gets the emotions out' which um. Does seem to work? Maybe?
[He shrugs, still wiggling, and now adding tapping his drills on his legs to add to the happy noises]
It made the static in my head go away one time. Not as good as when Quick or Mega do it, though.
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And Snake wanted his presence to continue to be just as warm to Elec as Elec was to him.
He carries a basket with a meal he hand picked and prepared for them. Various Powercells, Energy Cans, a little bit of wine, and though he couldn't reserve a heart of some great beast... this is a start?
He wishes he could crawl along the walls but with a basket like this it is better to walk the halls. Eventually he will make it to Elec's room and then the romancening can start.
He adjusts his arm and little unkempt undersuit, still though his helmet remains, tail and all... He has a bow tied round his neck and a corset under his chest. He's certain this is correct. And when he thinks he's a bit more presentable knocks on the door.
"Elec, I come baring surprises."