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“Alas, your hopes are for NOT.
For Hero’s are a fallacy...
TERROR reigns SUPREME!”
It was one thing for the neighbors to be freaked out and spread rumors about a metal being or sentient technology running amock, it would be another to see it with one of your more recognizable neighbors running away in the night hand and hand. Did she go rogue? Was this some ploy by technology?
Still. It was best to get him out of sight before people can start putting pieces together on what he is. He could easily pass for a metal golem of some kind considering alot of people didn't know what a robot actually looked like. or what technology looked like to begin with. There was only so much one could get away with until people caught on.
".... rose cogs? Surely you mean man eating roses or rose mandrakes--" you know. Roses. But magical in nature by one or two degrees.
"At least a hat and a trench coat would cover ye up! Come on." Oh goody, a dark mysterious forest. Seemingly quiet. If he had the capability to pick up on organic life around him. Or ever some more of the ethereal creatures, he'd be able to tell that they definitely weren't alone. But the creatures that were teeming here were simply keeping there distance. Whether that's from the monster or the machine is to be seen.
"Haaa haa." She stated dryly. Pity laughs. "Ah'm glad t'at ye've never changed. So whoot are ye up tae now a days. Take over tae world yet? Ever get revenge on people? Ah doon't know whoot nermal people talk about during catch ups."
Ah yes the abject horrors and adversity to everything mechanical! A dilemma the machine usually, does not think about yet here Neo is having to get scolded about it again by Honey. Which to be fair between the two is now more of an annual occurrence.
"Well yes, but mechanical. But I suppose the organic variety has to do since you pay one social call and if you get seen EVERYONE loses their minds." Neo remarks sarcastically.
"There's no hat or trenchcoat perfect enough for me though dear. Besides who'd want to cover all of this up?!" An idle motioning to himself, perhaps its his arrogant pride or charisma but he comes off as a bit of a charmer before following suit. Whether he can or not? seemed the machine did not care as the Robian simply would follow the other to get out of sight and out of mind. "Not yet. Planning to you know, semantics blue hedgehogs to dig graves for and the like. Not that I'd know what normal people would do for these either. What about you? Seem to be keeping yourself occupied as always?"
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Honey had the curse of making to many allies in the multiverse. Sometimes they just had a bad habit of showing up uninvited and at inopportune times. It was a real issue when your neighbors weren't down to clown about interdimensional interlopers. And in a low tech world like this? Anything that Neo would have brought could cause a kerfuffle. Or rumors of some kind of U.F.O sighting. Something that she definitely didn't want for a bunch of monsters.
And this area was just saturated in magic, it would almost be sick if he had actual senses to pick up on it. But one would hazard a guess that this was the perfect place for a magic reliant creature like the chimera.
"Ye know better t'en tae joost show up. Boot ah guess its better t'en ye not visiting fer years..." She hissed finally stepping out of her offensive stance. Softening back to something he might've remembered batter. "Boot its good tae see ye again lad. Still lets get ye insoide befer any o' tae neighbors catch ye." Neighbors? He was in the middle of nowhere. "Technology is still very illegal here--" She let out a distinctly Scottish snort at his attempts to be suave and his apology.
"Ohhh, ye havee nae changed a bit. C'mon." She held her hand out for him to grab if he wished. "Lets go someplace mer private. Trees have ears ye know." Seemingly, apology accepted.
Curse? What multiversal allies was the spice of life where they not? No fun if everything was just stuck to one little side of the multiverse now is it? But one could suffice when the neighbors would be very much scared to death if they got even a mere sight at anything he could've brought over; himself included perhaps he did make a much more risky move than he intended. But! Results did speak for themselves and here they are so what if a neighbor saw a metal man? Conspiracy theories like that were rampant where he's from for humans and mobians alike! Now now, he really does need to work on magical sensors. Shouldn't be too bad just a development on his ability to pick-up chaos energy readings just a little more...specific.
"Perhaps but that's not very fancy now is it. Then again...could've brought some apology rose-cogs...or roses." Rose-Cogs...literally just bits of metal made to look like roses but at least he seemed to be having some manners...as much as a psychopathic, unhinged machine as Neo could mind you to the singular. Likeable organic he found, Though he seems to hold his mechanical hands up like she's just pointed a gun at him. "Okay you got me there. Should've put on the hat and trenchcoat." Now that's a joke. Since he could just morph himself into his loathsome fleshy copy.
"You can't change perfection. Only improve it." Neo remarks, as suave as he can muster before gingerly taking up the offered hand. "Right...best I do actually get out of sight and mind."
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Tick, tick tock. Goes the clock. Time is a constant; ever changing, ever moving forward in an unstoppable manner as all things come and go, flicker and fade. Begin and end but time also wastes things away. He had been wasting away in his mind, in his code keeping a focus on his goals, this utopia of machinery he oh so desperately craves and yet is foiled at by every means by the blue blur but there is also...another thing. A chimera; one that the machine had encountered several times...he already disappeared once...he did so again...so perhaps a trip down memory lane was needed to see something about time. All things can be forgotten; would he have been forgotten? Neo was curious more than anything so one, two, three, four...march...marching forward upon the places he knew he could find them. One, two...one, two.....clink...clank...clink...clank. Only time would tell the outcome of this trip down memorybank lane for either of them.
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There was something fundamentally similar about both of their situations. Both created, both long lived, and as long as you kept maintenance up they both could defy death for as long that was needed. It was a side effect of being created, being upkept aslong as you were useful. But now that there were no battles to win or wars to be won. What do you did with all of that free time? Your purpose?
Neo decided to employ his own goals. Fueled by sheer desire and determination. A world for things like him. To spread his influence further then it could've while simply a thing underneath his previous master.
Honey, also a forgotten relic and tool in her own right? What has she been up to? She never seemed interested in the same dreams of grandeur that the robot had, if anything the thought was met with revoltion from her, but it made the robot happy so she always indulged him. That being said. The chimera wasn't shy about mentioning the fact that there wasn't really technology where she was from. And looking around she was right.
Not a power line, street light,satalite, radio tower, or any of the ignored signs of modern day in sight. And yet here he was. A robot sorely out of place, seemingly taking a stroll. Looking for the creature who was currently pointing one of her pesky vines at the back of his head.
"Ye know yer tresspassin'." Did the magic energy here fuck with his sensors or something? How did she get behind him? "Ye really should call ahead first lad. Pretty bold tae joost go walkin' up loike IT HAS NAE BEEN YEARS. WHERE HAVE YE BEEN!?" She scolded letting the vine wither away.
One could perhaps consider them two sides of the same coin; maybe so even more the same side of the coin. Both tools for a higher power that had been tossed away, discarded or overused to breakage of some-kind. No more wars to be won and yet...the only minute difference one could really make if they were the same side of the coin? One was scratched; the other not so much. Desire, determination....pure and utter SPITE could also be thrown into the mix for his desire to make a utopia where machines reside. Not a single organic in-sight to see. Now of course one can very much argue the methodology he could utilize but it is a dream to aspire towards. No power lines; no radio towers or a street light just the natural fauna of the world to which normally. Normally he'd utterly despise but Honey was such a rare case the exception to the rule. The only organic he actually. Liked. And magic was their forte, a fickle concept one that the machine would loathe in any other circumstance if she were an enemy but no thankfully? She wasn't. It did always mess with the sensors to which...would be a giveaway to her presence perhaps? Did he think that far ahead or was it merely a calculated guess?
"What can I say? I thought you liked it when I turned up like this unannounced?" His tone, or audibox would come off as coy, very much smart-aleck remark from Neo as the machine would turn around slowly. It didn't matter how she got behind him he got his wish to find her. "I'm afraid you're free to berate me to your hearts content dear. Been too busy with plans, stuck in my own head..let time slip by really." He'd say; metallic finger raising to clink at the side of where on a fleshy ones temples would be on their head. Surprisingly he did seem genuine with the apologetic tone.
Tick, tick tock. Goes the clock. Time is a constant; ever changing, ever moving forward in an unstoppable manner as all things come and go, flicker and fade. Begin and end but time also wastes things away. He had been wasting away in his mind, in his code keeping a focus on his goals, this utopia of machinery he oh so desperately craves and yet is foiled at by every means by the blue blur but there is also...another thing. A chimera; one that the machine had encountered several times...he already disappeared once...he did so again...so perhaps a trip down memory lane was needed to see something about time. All things can be forgotten; would he have been forgotten? Neo was curious more than anything so one, two, three, four...march...marching forward upon the places he knew he could find them. One, two...one, two.....clink...clank...clink...clank. Only time would tell the outcome of this trip down memorybank lane for either of them.
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(So fun fact for those new here to this old ancient blog of mine I remember distinctly a set of voices that would fit a more modern neo metal voice. Then I realized the MF that fits him the most is Handsome Jack from borderlands and well. That got cogs turning in my head)
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"It's been a long while, but being operational again is good. Though the fact of the matter is I have missed much and much needs to be done." "Unfortunately...a lot of funds are being redircted currently to a surplus of WD-40"
“Alas, your hopes are for NOT.
For Hero’s are a fallacy…
TERROR reigns SUPREME!”
imo Neo Metal Sonic is so under appreciated.
(Imagine coming back in 2024 to answer an ask from like 5+ years ago probs fucking hell my life went shitways up but) (Yes, Neo Metal Sonic is under appreciated, even by the IDW comics standards that gave him a decent resurgence the ORIGINAL. Rebellious Neo Metal Sonic is my favorite incarnation of him.)