Impassioned Flames

"I can't believe he's serious!" (( Private roleplay blog for DWN-007: Fire Man? from the Classic Mega Man series. ))

[dwn-007]

*boops him on the nose*

Breathes fire on the anon.

[dwn-007]

World’s worst sister sent...

> Hey. Heeey. > Blaaaazeeeyyyyy > ~Onii-saaan! ♡~  > ...*gag* Okay, never doing that again.

“You clearly have nothing better to do with your time, as usual. What, did you get stuck binge-watching anime with Rewind, or did you think it’d be funny?”

[dwn-007]

(( I don’t really feel like changing much, so I’m just marking the reboot of this blog here ))

[dwn-007]

“No idea. I’m feeling generous, so I’ll summon him for you.”

COMMENCES LOUD, HORRIBLE SINGING.

[dynamitedouble]

And, within a second of Rave feeling the sudden need to dig her audio receptors out with a broken spork, Viol appears on the scene to deck Blaze full-force in the face.

“…Thanks,” she says to Blaze, once she stops having that feeling like her ears are bleeding.

[dwn-007]

IS DECKED FULL FORCE.

“... you owe me.”

Teleports out.

[dwn-007]

Spits fire at her.

“Not even a little.”

[dynamitedouble]

Chuckles.

“Well, that’s just too bad. Don’t worry, I’ll get out of your way in a second- just point me to wherever you saw Viol last. I need that walking monster truck to help me move something.”

[dwn-007]

“No idea. I’m feeling generous, so I’ll summon him for you.”

COMMENCES LOUD, HORRIBLE SINGING.

[dwn-007]

“When did you get here?”

[dynamitedouble]

“Not long after you did, hon. Why? Did you miss me?” B)

[dwn-007]

Spits fire at her.

“Not even a little.”

[dwn-007]

“I swear, I’m going to kill a man…”

[dynamitedouble]

“When aren’t you?”

[dwn-007]

“When did you get here?”

[dwn-007]

“I swear, I’m going to kill a man...”

[shylittlesparkdwn]

Not this kind of company

[dwn-007]

shylittlesparkdwn:

Staccato flinched at the jab at how week he was. He never said it out loud but he’d been feeling pretty useless lately. Even back when Wily did send him to do something he couldn’t even hold onto the energy element very well as he stole it.

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"Of course they wouldn't leave you, they've already left. What else are you doing out here? Chasing hopes and dreams?" Blaze spat, increasing the weight of his foot on Spark's body.

"I wouldn't blame them. You are completely and utterly worthless to anyone as anything of use, if this encounter tells me anything. I'm beginning to wonder why I wasted my time."

With that, Blaze removed his foot off of spark and kicked him as hard as he could, looking rather disappointed. Oh well... he'd find some other victim another time. He took off, returning to his civilian form so as not to bring too much attention to himself.

[shylittlesparkdwn]

Not this kind of company

[dwn-007]

shylittlesparkdwn:

“Ahh!” Staccato tried to pry Blaze’s hand off but it was impossible when the larger DWN was much stronger than him. Tears started to well up in his eyes as he struggled to get free.

He cried as Blaze lifted him up and cowered away at seeing how close he was now to the sadistic robot. He really didn’t like the implications behind what Blaze said and he started to thrash harder in the copy bot’s grip.

“No, let go! Let GO!”

"This is what Dr. Wily's army has to offer?" Blaze asked, his voice full of disappointment. "I get more of a challenge from Rewind."

With that, Blaze reached up, and while still holding the small DWN, tore away at his synthetic flesh to get to the weapon. The last thing he wanted was to be electrocuted by this ditzy doo of a robot. Once he grabbed a hold of the weapon components, Blaze yanked it out in one swift motion, crushing it in his hands and letting it drop to the ground.

"Aren't you going to cry for help?" Blaze asked. "Or perhaps your siblings really have left you alone."

Blaze threw Staccato to the ground as hard as he could, marching over and planting his boot on top of him. "All in all, this was disappointing... I expected a bit more fight in you."

[shylittlesparkdwn]

Not this kind of company

[dwn-007]

shylittlesparkdwn:

“Eeep!” Staccato flinched back when Blaze leaned down towards him. Well so much for getting away from him now. He just hoped Blaze had better things to do then hurt him. Staccato may have done some stupid things to keep his loneliness at bay but not even he was stupid enough to stay around Blaze.

“S…sorry, I d…didn’t know y…you where here. I…I’ll just go.” He quickly turned and started to run away from the psychotic robot. Pleas don’t follow him, pleas don’t follow him, pleas don’t follow him.

Blaze had to suppress a grin. Finally, something akin to a scream, but now the thing that had caused it had turned around and began running. That was fine, really; he loved a good chase.

Armoring up, Blaze took off after Staccato, catching up with him almost instantly and grabbing him by his neck. Lifting him off the ground, he brought the small child up to his face so they could see eye-to-eye.

"Going so soon?" Blaze asked, his tone still cold, yet far more sinster than it was before. "We're just getting started."

[shylittlesparkdwn]

Not this kind of company

Staccato had started to worry. Tone and Blake had been gone for a long time and he still didn’t know why they left. It was bad enough when it was only Blake did it but now both were gone and he was scared. Why were his brothers leaving without letting him know why?

This was why the little robot was out in his civilian mode looking for them. As he turned the corner however he ran into someone much different. Looking up he saw one of the few familiar faces he wasn’t happy to see. Gulping he took a step back hoping the copy bot wouldn’t be interested in him and just let him leave.

[dwn-007]

The fortress had gotten boring, again. The copy wing stank of decay and stagnation, which was the opposite of what Blaze desired. He wanted to progress, to move forward and become greater than he was before. Sitting around with his fellow copies did the exact opposite, and so he took off again.

He wasn't expecting to see any of the Wilybots out there, particularly not any of the children. Didn't they usually have some sort of company? It didn't matter. For the moment, Staccato was a potential reprieve from the silence. Leaning down, Blaze spoke in the coldest tone possible.

"What?"

[dwn-007]

"IF YOU COULD DO ONE THING IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE? WHAT??"

"End your pitiful existence."

Blaze didn't give the bird time to speak. His weapon was active and he was firing away, caring little for whatever damages he could cause. This thing just plain needed to die, and he was more than happy to be its murderer.

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give us a kiss and maybe we can go out it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola we’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola

[dynamitedouble]

“Aww- does it taste too much like cannibalism, sweetie?”

[dwn-007]

"Meat is meat, regardless of who eats it. Cannibalism is a non-issue."

[dwn-007]

"Also, dog meat is a low end meat for good reason." Guess who went to South Korea just to try dog meat?

[dwn-007]

Who's won more fights between the two of you; you or Rave?

"Myself, of course."

That wasn't to say Rave hadn't defeated him before; she just had the disadvantage of being weak to fire and not being nearly as combat modified as Blaze was. He wasn't going to admit to any losses.