The Original is a Fake

Extremely AU Megaman/Rock ask and RP blog for a Rock who joined Wily under the disguise of a copy robot. Any art used does not belong to me unless tagged as 'maverick doodles' and belongs to their rightful owners. OCs, alternates, and different fandoms are all welcome here so don't be afraid to throw me an ask, tag me in something, or just flail in my general direction~ M!A(s): None/Accepting.

[copyofmysxlf]

Rock's new pal looks up at him, blinking a few times as he sits in front of her with a grin. "So w-what are we gonna name you?" He asks, as if she'll actually reply in English. At least she yaps in response, so she's trying.

[copyofmysxlf]

If Rock were to open the box, he would find...A puppy! It certainly looks life-like, except for the fact that its eyes are LED screens. It stares up at its new owner, tail wagging, tongue lolling, with a '^.^' expression on its little dog face.

Rock opened the box out of curiosity, and he nearly squealed the instant he saw the little one. "Oh gosh! What a cutie!" And he's certainly not lying about the 'cutie' part.Scooping up the puppy gently, Rock cradles it to his chest. "Th-thank you so much... They're amazing." He has the biggest smile on his face, though he also seems to be tearing up. "I love them. Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you! I'll take great care of them!"

[copyofmysxlf]

Happy late Christmas! *slides a medium sized Box towards him. It seems to be shaking, and a small 'yip' sound can be heard coming from it*

"Oh um. Y-you didn't have to...?" He says slowly, taking the box anyways and looking at it curiously. That box is.... a little strange. "Um. Thank you? I think?" Open the dang box, Rock-

[copyofmysxlf]

*hugs the smol baby*

He's just gonna struggle away from the stranger. "P-please don't... I don't know you and I don't want to be touched right now..." There's only one person who can maybe get away with hugging him when he's sad at the moment...

[copyofmysxlf]

“You… don’t have t-to believe me if you… don’t want to. But I’m telling the tr-truth now. I’ve stayed w-with Wily for so long now I can’t really call myself Megaman anymore…” He mumbles quietly, only just loud enough for Copy to hear.

“Oh… I’m sorry…..” Literally all he lied about was his name, to be fair-

[imperfectimitation-blog]

“Uh…Huh.” He didn’t really believe Rock. But he wasn’t going to say that out loud. They were friends- They’d been friends? He hadn’t really decided how he felt about the other robot yet.

“Maybe it’d be better. If. You know. We didn’t see each other for a while.” Because otherwise he’ll be trying to aim buster shots into Rocks torso instead of at a nearby wall.

[copyofmysxlf]

"Y-yeah. Okay. I can u-understand that." He says, fiddling with the ends of his scarf. "I'll... probably be a-at Wily's if and when you want t-to talk again..." Or if you wanna punch him. Whichever comes first. "Even if y-you never want to s-see me again, you were a r-really good friend and I hope you'll forgive me one day..."

[copyofmysxlf]

Rock shakes his head, looking back down at the ground. “I-I don’t… I’m not… n-not anymore.” He’s shaking. He’s waiting to get yelled at. He’s waiting for something awful to happen. “Please don’t be mad at me I just… don’t want to lie to you anymore…. I really like having you as a friend but I’d understand if you hate me for lying to you.”

[imperfectimitation-blog]

“And why should I believe you if you say you’re ‘not’ anymore.” Well, at the very least, he didn’t sound angry. The incoming tantrum could wait until Rock wasn’t around to see it. Simply because he had to keep up appearances in front of Megaman.

“I honestly would’ve preferred it if you kept up the lie.”

[copyofmysxlf]

"You... don't have t-to believe me if you... don't want to. But I'm telling the tr-truth now. I've stayed w-with Wily for so long now I can't really call myself Megaman anymore..." He mumbles quietly, only just loud enough for Copy to hear.

"Oh... I'm sorry....." Literally all he lied about was his name, to be fair-

[copyofmysxlf]

“I-I’m not j-joking. I really wish I was…” He mumbles, wrapping his arms around himself. There’s no way he can get a hug from anyone else at this point. “I’m so sorry, I really am. I’m sorry…”

[imperfectimitation-blog]

“You’re not joking?”

Oh. Okay. That was fine. This was completely and totally fine and it wasn’t like the only reason he was smiling is because it was still taking a while to process what was actually happening.

“So.” He finally seemed to snap out of it, scowling now. “You’re Megaman-”

[copyofmysxlf]

Rock shakes his head, looking back down at the ground. "I-I don't... I'm not... n-not anymore." He's shaking. He's waiting to get yelled at. He's waiting for something awful to happen. "Please don't be mad at me I just... don't want to lie to you anymore.... I really like having you as a friend but I'd understand if you hate me for lying to you."

[copyofmysxlf]

“I’ve been lying… all the time. For way longer than I should’ve.” He looks up at Copy before continuing. “I’m… I’m a dirty liar and I’m… not a c-copy. Not really. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have ever said that I was. I j-just wanted to be with my b-brother this was never a good idea.”

[imperfectimitation-blog]

“Not…A…”

He shook his head, flashing Rock a grin. Ha, what a good joke, Rock. If you’re not a copy, what else would you be?

“Ehehe! You’ve always been good at making jokes.”

[copyofmysxlf]

"I-I'm not j-joking. I really wish I was..." He mumbles, wrapping his arms around himself. There's no way he can get a hug from anyone else at this point. "I'm so sorry, I really am. I'm sorry..."

[imperfectimitation-blog]

(x)

“Lying? When have you ever done that?” His eyes narrowed slightly, though it was more out of confusion than out of any negative emotion.

“I don’t understand…”

[copyofmysxlf]

"I've been lying... all the time. For way longer than I should've." He looks up at Copy before continuing. "I'm... I'm a dirty liar and I'm... not a c-copy. Not really. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have ever said that I was. I j-just wanted to be with my b-brother this was never a good idea."

[imperfectimitation-blog]

Here have a sad kid with a scarf hiding his mouth. "I'm.. sorry for being gone so long, I just, well uh, what I mean is.." Take a few breaths, kid. Pick your words. "Is it alright if I talk to you about something?.. Just please don't get mad.." (( B)

“You don’t have to say sorry.” He’s used to being alone for long periods of time. It doesn’t really bug him that much anymore.

“…And you can talk to me, yeah.” He was worried, though. Why would he be mad at his friend? What was he about to say?

[copyofmysxlf]

"Yes I doo." He says, refusing to make eye contact with the other robot. "I really really do."

He takes a breath in, holds it, breathes out. He can do this. "So... you're like my best friend and I feel... so bad for lying to you and I just...." He trails off, trying to keep his voice steady. He doesn't want Copy to stop being his friend, but he just can't lie much longer. He needs someone to talk to...

[copyofmysxlf]

Loud complaining over the fact that he just got his head knocked into a wall.

[copyofmysxlf]

Warm and Care

“That’d be nice...”

[copyofmysxlf]

Phrase: No... It's alright...

“Don’t do this. You don’t get to lie.”

[copyofmysxlf]

Phrase: Fight me scrublord, I'm fucking ripped!

“Heck yeah! Let’s fight! 1v1 meet me in the pit!”

[copyofmysxlf]

Word: Home

“Wow rude.”

[copyofmysxlf]

Word: Puppies!

“Gimme!”

[copyofmysxlf]

Word: Destruction

“You get one guess.”