Bass n' Treble

"He who hesitates is lost!" Indie Ask/RP Blog for Bass/Forte from the Mega Man/Rockman series! Please read the rules before interacting!

[bassniumrivalry]

“If you think I'm not gonna blow this shit up, you better think again, shitface.”

[arany]

ゴスペル練習

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LIKE FOR A STARTER

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“.......”

Been a while since he stepped out of his own world. The feeling was more than just a little familiar, really, and the SWN was anxious to get some real action for once. The old man just wasn't even trying anymore. Good. Maybe this time Wily won't get in his way. Not that he minded smashing his so called ‘brothers’ into scrap.

“...The goddamn hell are you looking at?” Some person or whatever was staring at him. Tch. “Take a picture and a hike. It’ll last longer.”

[bassniumrivalry]

                                   [ HE WHO HESITATES IS LOST ]

                                        HOME//RULES//PROFILE

                                               ART CREDIT: (X) 

[bassniumrivalry]

(oh wait I have to make a new promo--) - Mari-Mun

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k I'm back now who wants to get their ass kicked

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SWN001XBASS IS NOW BASSNIUMRIVALRY

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(WOW IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK IN HERE. Reviving this manchild is gonna be fun! Anyway, URL change incoming!) - Mari-Mun

[overx]

[To Verse] This was the place, right? Where Crash got her upgrades? Bass practically kicked down the door when he found it, then paused to catch his breath. Damn it, he was still feeling like shit after that virus purging, but the sooner he got those upgrades, the better. "Hey...YO! Anyone home?!"

For whatever reason, Bass isn’t met with any kind of security protocols. No alarm goes off, no one comes rushing to stop the intruder. Instead, a white and blue clad reploid approaches him calmly, but confidentially. 

“You could have knocked,” comes the rather simple statement. It’s not angry, amused, or anything in between. Just a simple fact. The reploid’s teal optics scan Bass over carefully. He knows about this one. Lots of alternates. The question is where this particular version came from.

“Can I help you with something?”

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“...In...a rush.”

Treble steps in soon after, nudging his Master’s side, clearly considered for his condition. Bass clearly looks fatigued, as if he had just sprinted a good 5 miles or more. But he still stands strong, deep breathes rising and falling as he clutches a piece of paper in his fist.

“...You...give Reploid upgrades or something like that, right? At a cost?”

He stares at the other intensely, blue optics burning with a will and determination that did not waver nor fade. He was tired, felt like he was going to throw up if he could, but that just didn't matter right now.

“I...I need them.”

There is an emphasis on the word ‘need’, almost, ALMOST bordering on pleading. But Bass would never beg. His pride did not allow him to.

“...Crash...Crash needs me.” 

[bassniumrivalry]

“Uuuuuuugh, virus purging feels like absolute SHIT.”

[crashadventure-blog]

Goodbye

‘To my first best friend.’ ‘This is my parting gift for you.’ ‘After today, I will be the one to carry the torch.’ ‘Thank you for everything.’

Keep reading

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Bass was not, in fact, out doing his own thing.

It was only when the virus itself detected someone in close proximity that it stirred it's host out of stasis, and Crash had left before he had come fully back online. Confusion was among the first emotion to arise.

...What the fuck...?

Treble, seeing that his master was finally, FINALLY back, yipped in sheer joy.

“...Treble...? What the...what the fuck happened?”

Seeing that Bass was still confused, Treble ran off to bring the gift box.

It was orange.

Crash...?

Ripped open. Found the note. Read it twice.

...A cure.

How...how long was I out? Is Crash OK? What the FUCK?

He checked his internal clock and nearly paled. 2 months. Two whole goddamn months. Hell knows how long that was in Crash’s world. Stupid goddamn virus!

...Well, you're not gonna cause me anymore damn trouble, ya fucking son of a trash piece of SHIT.

“I am DONE being your tool.”

Gulp.

[fidgetsinner9]

Just a tiny compilation of bass/forte’s colorful choice language.

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The Saved Future: Part 1

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“X, you ready?” “Almost.” Fashion changes according to time. The fad of Year 2555: Long robes of ancient times combined with the simple geometric designs of the 21st century. Lunarian artistic influence had stretched far beyond the moon. Zero made an audible huff. “Why are we still wearing Lunarian stuff when they want to go to war with us?” “No they’re not,” X replied.  He fixed his scallop-themed helmet in place. “Peace, remember? As part of the cultural exchange, we have their artist show their works on Earth.” “Of course I remember. It’s the princess’ last wish. Which I am very damn sure they’re going to break it within the next ten years or less.” The blond one made his bitterness clear. X walked over to his friend. He pushed those frowny lips upward with two index fingers. “C’mon, don’t mope now of all times. Duty first, remember?”

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"You've GOT to be kidding..." Lecy would blend right in with this crowd. But that raised a question...no, an answer! "Hey, if Elec's design is still around after all this time then maybe we ARE kinda remembered in a way...?"

Still, I'm getting fucking SICK OF SEEING THAT LIGHTBOT’S IMAGE EVERYWHERE I GO!

His hand twitched a bit and he blinked.

...Wait...what was I thinking just now?

That...that wasn't ME, right?

...Fucking virus trying to screw with my head...!

A small irritated growl escaped his lips as he found a couple of seats. They were just a little far from where the debate would be seen, but it was essential that they didn't stand out too much or sit in a place when they could be easily spotted.

"...Hop up, Treble..."

Bass sat with his legs crossed and his elbow propped up on the armrest, head resting on his hand. Treble barked and jumped on his lap, setting his head on the SWN's other arm. Kinda looked like a king on his throne for a second, with his cloak and all.

King, huh?...Sounds nice. King Bass. Heh. Sounds real nice...

"...What are they even going to be debating about? If it's political crap, I might as well take a nap right now. Stuff's boring."

Heck, even Treble was already yawning.

Of course such things would bore a combat model such as Bass.

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“I have GOT to stop disappearing like that...”

[crashadventure-blog]

LET'S TACKLE CRASH AND COVER HER IN GLITTER BECAUSE THAT'S A GOOD IDEA. "APRIL FOOLS, MOTHERFUCKER--" Ignore his curses, he's just excited.

“WHAT IS THIS I DON’T EVEN?!?!?!?”Most of the glitter rolled off to the carpet. Except for her face. Her face is a glitterfest now.It’s going to be hell to clean up the ones that get on the carpet. Maybe it would be easier to cut that area out and install a new piece.

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“Hahaha! Got ya!” 

Now he's going to...throw his cloak over her. Because that’s fun.

“Fucking worth it.”

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Looks like it's all about that bass today

“Heh. You know it!”