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@nitroeffingoxide
(( Hey everyone. I'm sorry to say but I think we knew it was coming. I'm gonna drop Nitro. I love him a lot but I can't handle playing him with what I've got going on in my life. TMN's made me a ton of friends and I love this place. But Nitro deserves a player that's gonna be active.
If anyone wants to adopt him please talk to Plantmun. He doesn't have a lot of canon but I don't mind handing off what he does have.
peace out friends catch me on my personal blog. ))
Time To Party
It was Halloween and Nitro was all geared up for the party. The living space his production studio manager had provided to him His house was all decked out with the works: snacks were out, hot tub was fired up, and the whole place was covered in orange, purple, and black decorations. The local dollar stores were probably completely devoid of product thanks to him.
All that was left was for his guests to show up. As per his usual style, the basement was reserved for the quieter folk, as was the backyard gazebo. It seemed all accommodations had been made.
"Suckers better show up!" He grumbled, at least hoping some friends would come.
ey chill bro, u shy or somethin? ur asks are off. u comin to my party?
Glorious. Simply glorious. It was perfect in every way. The perfect invitation. Nitro had sent the file to the printers to have 50000 copies made, not caring that he only intended on sending it to maybe 100 robots. He'd use them all up every year until they were gone, because for that kind of deal on bulk orders, he had no reason not to charge his directors' credit cards.
Maybe he'd frame one and put one on a wall. Just wow.
"That's a fine-ass invitation." The stacks of boxed invitations sat in his living room right next to the pool table and full-sized golden tiger replica. He sat on the statue to read one. "They'd better appreciate this shit."
Satisfied with himself, he sent the invitations off to all of the Robot Masters in the area. This party was gonna be a blast.
fishbowl-064 replied to your post: hey aqua we should hang out on halloween
Yeah, no.
aw come on. why not?
hey aqua we should hang out on halloween
"I guess I don’t really need to kick your ass. Hey. At least look at my cool-as-fuck handlebars and tassels. And get that sheet offa you. Makes you look fat.” Nitro tapped his foot.
-Oh that was it- WHAT DID YOU SAY? -With sheet and all Aqua stands up, Nitro was probably in front of him so he removes the sheet and shoves the motorcycle bot as hard as he could- Don’t say I’m fat! I don’t look fat, I’m just weird shaped!
Nitro wasn't expecting that and didn't react well to the shove. He stumbled backward and around and knocked straight into one of Aqua's fish tanks. Of course it fell over and shattered spreading water everywhere and the fish that was inside flopped around with terror.
"Oh shit! Aqua look what you did!" He grabbed his earcaps and got down on the floor to catch the fish. It wiggled around in his hands and he danced in front of Aqua like some human that had to pee. "Open your tank open your tank quick!"
How about ya don’t kick my ass? -Aqua just pulled the sheet tighter, it barely covered his form at all- I’m older than you, I don’t have to listen, and bigger
"I guess I don't really need to kick your ass. Hey. At least look at my cool-as-fuck handlebars and tassels. And get that sheet offa you. Makes you look fat." Nitro tapped his foot.
You like it Aqua, and you know it! Nitro, how does $10 sound? It’s just Aqua after all…
man i am a SUPERSTAR you think you can haggle with me???
aight how bout $13
-Aqua hears the door open and right then and there he regretted everything, why did this remind him of a slasher movie- I am gonna die -He whispered to himself and grabbed a sheet to cover himself, terribly-
Nitro heard shuffling in the closet and spun around then slowly opened the door just to find Aqua under a sheet. "Yo what are you doing. Get that makerdamned sheet offa you. How'm I supposed to kick your ass with you wearing a bad halloween costume. More importantly how are you supposed to see my kickass streamers in person with that thing there?"
Fuck. I fucked up.
Quick hadn’t seen Nitro in a long time and turned to look at him only to end up staring. “What the hell are you wearing.” The streamers coming out of the ends of his handlebars were… interesting. But maybe not as interesting as the handles themselves. “You look like a kid’s toy.”
The oven situation wasn’t improving. Nitro wanted to cook? He’d have to wait. “I broke the oven. Think you could fix it?”
"What the fuck do I look like to you a repairman? Shit I can't even fix myself when I'm broken half the time. You're on your own. But if I can't cook I guess it means I'm gonna have to just order food. Still not as good as making it myself and I'm not taking off this apron." It barely fit over the engine on his chest.
"You better think of a way to get that oven replaced though or you're gonna be in for some deep shit. Old Man's not gonna like you wrecking his stuff."
moped
what the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? i’ll have you know i graduated top of my class from motorcycle academy and i’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on r-
you know what just forget it i’ll be there in a couple minutes
I am not a little bitch! Take that back you heap of junk!-For a second he blinks, academy? What, okay not the time to question, but time to hide- You stay away, I ain’t gonna fight, you can’t make me-Aqua slips into the closet-
> im comin 4 u
Nitro screeches down the hallway in bike mode. He stops when he's at Aqua's room and kicks open the door after transforming back. The place's full of fish as he expected and he looks around for Aqua. "Where you at Tank? I'm gonna show you what happens when you mess with the nitrocycle!"
man aqua ur so LAME im just gonna have to find u then
wait where u at
You stay away from my room you dumb moped!
moped
what the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class from motorcycle academy and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on r-
you know what just forget it i'll be there in a couple minutes
youre so dumb aqua omfg im gonna fill ur tank with cement >:( cmon out to the second-gens place and fite me
I try -He sticks out his tongue- I don’t fight, and if I did, I wouldn’t waste time with ya
man aqua ur so LAME im just gonna have to find u then
wait where u at
shut up okay theyre cool and they look great on me
Nu uh, you look like Dad sold ya to some preschooler! Hahaha, I was in a bad mood before but thanks! I guess laughing at ya is a good hobby for me
youre so dumb aqua omfg im gonna fill ur tank with cement >:( cmon out to the second-gens place and fite me
nitroeffingoxide replied to your post: nitroeffingoxide replied to your post: Hating…
rude. they’re called streamers and little girls use them all the time on their bikes
I didn’t think ya’d end up like a washed up celebrity Nitro, hahahaa I knew it
shut up okay theyre cool and they look great on me
Fuck. I fucked up.
Quick groaned as he stared at the oven. Another attempt at making quick-cupcakes had gone horribly awry, and the entire thing was looking rather, uh, burnt-up. It was as though Heat had taken Atomic Fire to it, actually. Okay, maybe without the melting aspect…
Still, Dad was going to flip. It was bad, very very bad. He probably should have been more careful, but who knew that tweaking the oven to cook at higher temperatures would have had that effect?
"Fuck. Fucking shit. This is bad." At least the fire was out. He rubbed the center of his crest as he thought about how to fix the oven without anyone noticing.
Nitro was on his way back from a meeting with the old man after some discussion over fancyass new parts. The stuntbot liked getting himself into trouble and a run-in with a group of bikers got his handlebars shaved clean off. His new ones that the doctor ordered were somethin' else. Out of all the possibilities he chose some pink rubber grips typical of a 5-year-old girl's tricycle. They even came with tassels. Nitro didn't argue. He was pretty damned bitchin' with those hot pink strands of glittery plastic fluttering in the wind behind him.
His new swag was something he wanted to show off so he came to the kitchen hoping for a group of Wilybots who might like getting cooked for. Instead all he found was Quick looking like he'd just discovered someone put snails in the Formula's afterburners. "Yo dude 'sup with you? Burn someshit again?" Nitro realized his apron was still missing and stole one hanging from the coat rack tucked into the corner. "How'm I s'posed to cook for you with the oven lookin' like a stunt show gone bad?"
