..what war are we fighting again..?

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[rolling-orb-bot]

“I will find the person that put Christmas songs on repeat through the base’s speakers and I will ram their kneecaps with my whole body.”

[rolling-orb-bot]

“Some of you might ask: what will happen if the one responsible is a robot and doesn’t have any kneecaps. And to that I have a simple solution.”

“…”

[geomechtric]

"Hey c'mon, you're supposed to deck the halls, not deck everyone else!"

[geomechtric]

rolling-orb-bot​:

Well, now Orbot felt simply naked. He didn’t even have his stun gun with him and these guys were all sporting some sort of actual firearm. But in all seriousness, who would send shapebots to fight battles?! They were created in a simple design as a joke. Just because Eggman liked seeing them fumble around like clumsy idiots.

So who was the monster that sent them on the battlefield?..

"Figures. Do you think whoever you are sending me to might answer my questions? As far as it goes, I am still quite lost in this entire… Situation.” The bot replied, trying to stay close to the one that found him despite her threat. All the eyes that followed him warily were making him truly uncomfortable as being judged was definitely not his favorite thing.

Seeing another version of him and the way he was modified was… An experience, to say the least. Even though his ego was warmed up by the fact that at least somewhere he is an authority, Orbot’s hands wouldn’t stop trembling, no matter how hard he would hold them together.

“My name is Orbot.” The lackey released a desperate sigh. “However, if you insist… You can call me Oliver.” It was the name he liked the most, after all. Would be nice if at least someone would call him that. Though in this world where another one existed with his serial number, maybe he’d have to use it more than once.

“Are you going as well, Diva?” Orbot tilted his head, noting the gesture of some other shapebot and carefully shifting towards the portal, though refusing to break eye contact with the only person he knew there so far.

“Well, Oliver...my advice? Don’t speak to the white bots unless spoken to. They’re a lot less likely to kill you spontaneously that way. Unfortunately the guy who asked for you isn’t really the nicest...”

She sighed internally. That was quite an understatement when talking about General Ergo, the one who electrocutes random robots in front of an audience for fun...she blinked as she registered Orbot’s question. “Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m going. But I can’t say how nearby I’ll be once we’re there. I’ll do my best to stick around long as I can, if you want me to.”

Diva moved Orbot into a sort of makeshift position in the formation, sort of squeezing him between herself and a small pink triangular robot. The other side of the portal brought them into what was probably some sort of soldierbot storage area in the basement of a large Eggbase. This place was absolutely swarming with hundreds, maybe thousands of shapes, and about just as many charging docks, all fitted to be the most efficient way of storing the disposable badniks.

A golden-eyed white Cubot, who appeared to be the first they’d come across without visible weapons, was manning the controls of the portal, looking rather bored as he checked each row of shapes in...but ended up stopping the row with Orbot and Diva from moving forward. He looked at Orbot, but not with judgement like the others. When he spoke, he actually sounded rather playful.

“Y’know...removing your serial number from view can really do a number on you, if you aren’t careful,” he said with a smile. “Which one are you?”

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[geomechtric]

rolling-orb-bot​:

The robot blinked. A mission? Someone gave this absent-minded bot a mission. Was it a plan for it to fail or something? Well, he must cut them some slack, maybe they are very good at… Something. Orbot just had no idea what it was.

He froze however as the voice, far too familiar to be mistaken. Cubot. No. This one is different. He sounded rougher, more athouritary. Yes, there was no way the round red was going to stick around to wait for him and find out in which eaxct way the two of them were different.

“Y-you know what? I feel like it’s time for me to go.” Orbot quickly backed off, looking around for a possible way out.

“It was a delightful time, however I must hurry along. I have a few missions of my own that I have to get to… Right now.” With that the lackey started backing off a little faster.

Unlike Orbot’s unease, Blip was excited to have Orbot meet their other friend…wait, huh? He’s leaving? But they only just met! They knew missions were important, though…but they were told to keep Orbot around, and they didn’t want their new buddy to go away yet…

“I can help!” the Recbot exclaimed, following Orbot the more he backed away. “I good help at missions!! I small and I sneaky and I-” They made some sort of odd sound effect, before continuing on with their enthusiastic rambling. “And Cubot help too!! Cubot good friend. Orbot good friend! Not you Orbot, me Orbot. But you Orbot can be good friend too…”

They seemed to accidentally switch from using words to more robotic beeps and whirs, incomprehensible to most organics but perfectly understandable to other machines. In fact, they sounded much more fluent this way than they do speaking verbally.

‘But anyway, once I’m compacted Bulk will LAUNCH me into the air and I’ll go MILES and MILES!! So then I scout out ahead - I’m really good at that y'know - and make sure everything’s okay and I get to find cool things! And sometimes even keep them! I have a Things Collection, you gotta see it someday. And today I found you!! Isn’t that cool? I think it’s cool, I get a new friend and you can’t fit in my Things Collection but that’s okay because…’

[bgs-cave-o-thots]

we're not so different you and me. i'm a chunk of metal with lightning inside, you're a blob of fleshgoo with lightning inside

[bgs-cave-o-thots]

your lightning is stupider tho

[bgsartcavern]

Can you hear my rusted heart? For you it just might fall apart...

Decided to experiment a bit with colors, I think it turned out nice. Please click for quality!

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[geomechtric]

"This your first solo mission? ...nah, I'm kidding. No one comes back from these. But, if you want, you can stick by me, and maybe we'll last a few more minutes."

--

Diva meeting Cap'n (then called Scout) for the first time, from the perspective of Cap'n! Neither of them had any idea they'd form the team they are today.

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[geomechtric]

rolling-orb-bot​:

“Extra Cubots?” They replicated him too? And he fights now?! If Orbot was organic, he’d probably feel dizzy. This world was just far too weird. Though one thing stayed the same: nobody cared about them. They were useful as long as they were working, however they were also replaceable. Thus the round bot didn’t comment on such harsh words of the other. Why ask something he already knew the answer to?

Orbot followed the other shapebot for a bit before… He could recognize that square yellow body anywhere. Cubot? Cubot. Ouch.

It felt like a harsh charge of electricity passed through his head. It hurt… Apparently, that’s what hurt was. To see a part of his buddy being tossed around like useless garbage. Orbot couldn’t look at it. His small frame shook and the robot turned away.

He is not yours. Your Cubot is home. Home and safe. He is fine. This is just some random warrior from this world. He doesn’t matter. Stop feeling like he mattered!

It took him a little while to react to the other shapebot’s words. “Huh? Oh… Right.” Orbot’s sight kept stubbornly avoiding the yellow blur on the ground.

“Do… Mmmm, do I have to teleport with you? I just need to wait out a bit before my absence is noticed and my Boss issues my return.” He finally gathered enough thoughts into his head to get a solid one: whatever secret location he was going to be taken to, it can’t be good.

“Perhaps I can stay in the camp for a short while?” The lackey suggested with a bit of hope in his voice. He kept trailing behind DRA-34, already feeling nervous at the sight of the entire small army that they were approaching.

As they approached the others, it'd become obvious that the majority of the robots there were other shapebots, all armored and weaponized in some way or another. A couple waved at their arrival, a few more gave the unarmed of the two machines an odd look, but the majority of the robots paid them no mind.

Diva sighed at Orbot's request. "...look. I didn't lie about mobians crushing you. But my assignment was to find our stray signal - find you - and bring you to main base, online or offline. Don't make me turn my target into target practice.” She left the rest of her thoughts unspoken. I can't afford letting another one escape. I’m sorry.

The Diabot guided him towards the only bots actually paying them any mind, waving to them casually. She went up to the Orbot of the group (whom she referred to as "Cap'n"), and they briefed each other on the current situation. Eventually, she turned back to Orbot.

"The teleporter should come soon...I never did get an actual name out of you, did I? You can call me Diva. Or Diabot 34...I guess."

It was hardly a couple minutes later when a portal appeared at the other end of the crowd of robots and the machines started to line up. Although she had no mouth, you could hear the sad grin in her voice as she turned to look at him. "Sorry bud, but the only choice you have is whether you're still conscious going through that portal."

[phantomfibers-moved-deactivated]

  My blood is PUMPING

                          I’m READY to fight when you are

Let’s let NO ONE break the bond that is OURS

                          SHOW THEM what it means to be a shining STAR

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Blip the Recbot from @geomechtric said : springtime!

send ‘springtime!’ to pour flowers all over my muse’s head!🌻

"Wha..?" The robot blinked with surprise at the shower of flowers that suddenly started falling all around and onto him. It looked... Quite pretty! He had to admit at least that. Orbot caught one of the flowers in the air and curiously, though gently looked it over.

The lackey turned around to see... An unusual bot. It looked weirdly composed out of many unfitting details. And yet it seemed to function alright. A peculiar sight indeed.

"Erm... Thank you?" Orbot tilted his head a bit, hoping the flowers meant what he thought they meant.

[geomechtric]

rolling-orb-bot:

Orbot looked confused at such an illogical answer. What was the strange robot there for? Were they a spy? Were they trying to lower his guard? Suspicion crawled into his mind. The lackey wanted to move away, but…

The way the other laughed and their awkward confused movement made Orbot pause. It reminded him too much of his best cubical friend. Absent-minded, cheerful and clumsy. Was it all an act? Doubtful, the round bot spent enough time with Cubot to know what was sincere and what wasn’t.

With a robotic sigh, he squinted at Blip. “Are you sure you won’t get in trouble for diverting from your mission?”

--

"Nope! I doing mission!!” This was their mission. Probably. They didn't dwell on it long, as the sudden sound of static from their communicator made them jump. "Hi? Hi!" they said, talking cheerfully to whoever was on the other end.

::Y'FIND ANYTHIN', LIL BUDDY?:: The little robot must not know how to take themselves off of speaker, because the person on the other end was definitely audible to Orbot. If Blip's actions kept reminding the other of his square friend, then the new voice would probably ring a bell. After all, this actually was a Cubot on the other end, just...not the same one Orbot knew.

"Yeah! I find plants, and rocks, and flowers, and new Orbot friend..."

::A NEW WHA...?:: There was a sigh. ::I'LL BE THERE SOON, KID. CAN YA KEEP YOUR NEW 'FRIEND' CLOSE FOR ME?::

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