Blurring between wrong and right...

>Hm. Strange-- I suppose I need to find heavier objects to weigh the top of the tank down. I'll be there presently. In snake-like fashion, he'd pop out of one of the vents. "Where is it?"

#bubbleleaded

ardentshootingstar

(This blog and my other blogs for this group are all going through a reboot– Anything before this post is going to be non-canon.)

#OOC

[ snake in the grass ]

carolledcarrion:

“To hell with speaking with you any further,” Skull snarled. “‘Blindness’, accuses the sociopathic, stalking low-life! I will end you here, накипь!”

Skull raised his arms and ejected the empty bullet cartridges from his arms, automatically replacing them with new ones. And luckily for Snake, he wouldn’t have to worry about Skull hiding in his shield for much longer. Instead, he would have to worry about it being launched at him. If he managed to dodge it, he then had Skull’s mini-gun firing rapidly at him.

He pulled down his scarf and removed his faceplate momentarily, just to shoot Snake a conspiring grin. “Who said anything about keeping your IC chip intact? If you die, it will be a victory for the Cossack family. The rest of your processor, on the other hand, has a thousand links back to your Master’s location. You’ll meet him again in Hell!”

He put his faceplate back on and pulled a grenade from his belt. A peripheral weapon or twenty was always good to have… And if he could get Snake to stop moving, decapitating him would be that much easier.

“You say that as if there’s a correlation between the two.” He hissed. He wouldn’t deny that his morality was desperately lacking, but he didn’t see what that had to do with realizing true potential or that you were being used.

In fact, he’d dare say that would make him better at identifying it.

Snake was ready to move right away, and thankfully, he was a quick Robot Master-- Not as fast as the likes of Elec, but fast enough to dodge a shield.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough to save him from the bullets being fired off at him. A few of them hit before he managed to jump back a decent distance. He had to get closer in order to make his Search Snakes effective-- They didn’t have many places to hide, so Skull would find it easy to pick them off if they were too far away.

Skull’s grin was met with a snarl. “I have no intention of letting you defeat me! One of us is going to fall today, and it won’t be me.”

Then again, Snake could always destroy his processor if it came to it. It was certainly better than letting anyone get their hands on it.

The DWN kept on the move, carefully moving closer to Skull. Once he deemed himself close enough, he began firing off Search Snakes as quickly as possible. Any that could make it through the rain of bullets would latch onto Skull and try to tear him apart.

[ snake in the grass ]

carolledcarrion:

“Freedom? Freedom to do what?! If you consider mine a life of servitude, then I’m happy being man’s slave! I will never leave my Fa– Master’s side, nor Kalinka’s!”

Skull had yet to understand his place as one of Mikhail’s sons, despite having been with the family for a few years already. However, even if that were to be brought up, that was none of Snake’s concern.

“If ‘freedom’ is for forcing one’s way and tormenting the helpless and innocent, as you love to do, then I prefer my chains! I am not as pathetic as you!”

He likely would have ranted further, but was silenced by Snake’s tail constricting his throat. Skull let out a low, rattling hiss. He was not letting some miserable little pet get the upper hand! He unleashed his Skull Barrier, creating a forcefield whose radius briefly crushed Snake to the ground as it launched Skull back and away from him. Landing a few feet away, holographic skulls circled the DCN whilst snapping at the open air.

“You made a mistake, coming to me,” Skull snarled. “I will gift the Russian Armed Forces with your head- and from your processor we will tear your Master’s location from your memory and rid this world of him for good!”

“Freedom to live freely, you idiot!” Snake hissed in response. “Do I have to spell it out for you? Are you that blinded by your masters?” He narrowed his eyes. “You will leave them, one way or another. Perhaps not today, but they will be your family no more.”

He was ready to snap back at Skull, but the pressure from his shield cause the DWN to wince as he was pressed against the ground. He sat up as Skull jumped away from him, taking a split second to recover before he stood up. While he may not have been able to shoot through Skull’s shield, he was certain he could find a way to make him drop it, one way or another.

“My I.C. Chip will sooner be destroyed before you gain access to Master Wily’s location through my memory.” He was perfectly willing to die for Dr. Wily if it meant not revealing his location, and if it meant protecting every DWN and his father.

Snake changed his stance to a defensive one, switching his other hand into a buster as he awaited Skull’s first move.

Feeling Watched

rainforestfavour:

Toad swallowed hard. This wasn’t fair, this was not fair, this was utterly unfair! Toad wasn’t even in an adult body- he was physically twelve, even if he somehow got Snake in civvie mode and fought him that way Snake would have an advantage just by virtue of looking his age! (And to think: Toad was technically older in terms of AI age than Snake was…)

“Y-you wouldn’t wanna get rid of your favourite plaything, would you?” Toad asked. “Because I’m 99% sure that would kill me… and that would just be no fun for you, r-right-?”

As scared as he was, he hated Snake. Maybe he really should drop his morals and call Skull…

Words couldn’t describe how much Snake enjoyed Toad’s fear. He looked amused as the DCN spoke, pretending to think it over.

Honestly, it was going to be a long time before he ever killed Toad. He was far too much fun to torment.

“I’m joking.” He replied, pulling his buster back as he cackled. “I wouldn’t mind torturing you, however.” He smirked, patting Toad on the head.

#rainforestfavour

[ snake in the grass ]

carolledcarrion:

Well, it looked like this snake-in-the-grass decided to show who he really was, how he really was. It was as disgusting as expected. Snake Man was no charmer, and it didn’t take a genius to see it. It just took a violently homicidal DCN to get rid of it.

“хуеплёт ! You know damn well that your master is a soulless madman!”he snarled. “A chance to reach my full potential?! I’d have better use as a supermarket bag boy than one of your master’s slaves!!”

The bias was real. A more sensible person could have easily pointed out Wily’s tendencies to neglect earlier creations in favour of newer, less-debugged ones; the fact that many, if not majority, of his own sons had long abandoned their father’s ambitions in favour of their own desires; or even the simple fact that Snake himself was one of the creations that rarely got any use anymore yet was trying to convince others that they would be more useful in Wily’s army.

Needless to say, though, coherency beyond the word “DIE” and all variations of the sentiment wasn’t available to Skull Man at the moment. His other hand made a fist and smacked Snake in the nose, while Skull Man’s buster stopped shooting and prepared a Skull Barrier in case Snake started getting the upper hand in fisticuffs.

Snake could have argued that having his arm shot at repeatedly was reason enough to get angry.

“What do you know about Master Wily?! You barely spent any time under his ruling! More importantly, you’re already a slave to humanity! You would have more freedom under him!”

He snarled as he was punched, but didn’t react much aside from that. He was used to pain.

Without the use of one of his arms, Snake had to think of other means to fight back. He wrapped the tail on his helmet around Skull’s throat, attempting to tug him off while using his non-damaged arm to shove at his side. If he could get the upper hand, he may be able to deal with the DCN while only having one arm to use.

#shylittlesparkdwn #(I have no idea where to go from here)

shylittlesparkdwn:

Snakes reassurances eventually start to calm Staccato down and the tears began to slow. Just knowing he was safe in his brother’s arms and far away from that monster of a copy also helped a lot. He was hurt, confused, and emotionally exhausted and just wanted to stay here with Snake.

He peaked up at Snake when he mentioned that it hadn’t been his fault the other two had left but Snake’s own. He frowned in confusion at that but didn’t ask, it looked like it really upset Snake and he didn’t want to make him feel worse than he was.

He gave a nod at the last part though didn’t know if he believed it. It was hard to forget what Blaze had said.

A few more sparks went off in the hole in his chest and he whimpered in pain. He curled himself deeper in Snake’s arms trying not to start crying again.

The older DWN relaxed slightly at realizing that Staccato wasn’t going to ask about what had happened-- he’d have to tell him eventually he knew, but telling him right after he went through a traumatic experience would likely end badly. Or at least, worse than it would if he was told when in a better state.

He looked down when he felt Staccato curl up in his arms, gritting his teeth. He picked up the pace, not wanting his brother to suffer for longer because he was slow.

From there it didn’t take long to get to Wily’s work space, and Snake wasted no time in entering the room and saying that Staccato needed repairs. The area where Wily worked was closer than the section of the fortress for repairs, at least from where Staccato’s room was.

shylittlesparkdwn:

At seeing Snake’s reaction Staccato shrank down a little. He could see his brother was mad but he couldn’t tell if it was because of him or what Blaze did to him. He really hoped it wasn’t because of him. He held back a squeak when he felt Snake’s grip tighten before relaxing again and he chanced a fearful look up at his brother.

The kind look he was giving and wiping his tears away was reassuring though. Being picked up and feeling the tail wrap around him also helped. The question made him give a small whine though.

“He dropped me on the ground and kicked me.” More tears made their way down his cheeks and he buried his face in Snake’s shoulder. “He also said I was useless and nobody liked or cared about me.” A small sniffle. “Is…is that why Tone and Blake left? Was it because they don’t like me anymore?”

Snake winced slightly when he saw Staccato’s reaction to his anger. “It’s alright. You’re safe with me.” He said, trying to be comforting. He listened to what Staccato had to say, tensing when he heard his question.

He stared down at his brother in confusion, blinking a few times before a concerned yet guilty look came onto his face. “No, No, shh...” He said quietly, cradling the other. “They...Left because of something that I did. Not because of you-- Never because of you.” He was hesitant to give details on what happened, not wanting to frighten his younger brother, but he wouldn’t have much of a choice but to explain it if Staccato asked.

“You’re not useless. Far from it, in fact. Everyone in our line cares about you, and so does Master Wily-- don’t take Blaze’s words to heart. He’s not worth listening to.”

#shylittlesparkdwn

shylittlesparkdwn:

“Bl… Blaze.” That was all Staccato could get out, but thankfully there didn’t need to be much more explication. He tried to stop the tears flowing own his cheeks but they only came faster. What would Snake say after seeing him like this?

Still feeling his brother’s hands on him helped him calm down a little. He wanted noting more than to curl up in Snakes arms and cry, but that would just make him go away like Tone and Blake. He didn’t think he could handle being abandoned again.

Snake bared his sharp teeth upon being told that Blaze had harmed Staccato. He narrowed his eyes, looking away for a moment. He wasn’t angry at his brother, not in the slightest, but rather he was angry at Blaze, who had hurt him to begin with. He momentarily tightened his grip on Staccato’s shoulders before relaxing, not wanting to give off the impression that he was angry at him.

Turning back to his brother, his expression softened. He reached one of his hands up and wiped Staccato’s tears away with his thumb, doing his best to be gentle. “Did he hurt you anywhere else or say anything to you?” He asked.

As he asked the question, he scooped the smaller DWN into his arms, holding him against his chest as the tail on his helmet curled in front of Staccato protectively. He stood up, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him as he carried the other robot. His main concern was getting his younger brother to Dr. Wily for repairs.

#shylittlesparkdwn

shylittlesparkdwn:

Staccato didn’t know how long he’d been in his room crying. All he could feel was the horrible pain in his chest from both his weapon being ripped out and from Blaze’s cruel words. Every error message popping up only seemed to confirm them. He really felt useless now. What place did he have in Wily’s army if he couldn’t even defend himself? He curled farther into himself despite the pain as more tears ran down his face.

He almost didn’t hear the knock on the door, but when he heard Snake Man’s voice he looked up. For the first time in his life he debated not letting one of his brother’s in. If Snake saw him like this and found out what happened he’d probably abandon him like Tone and Blake did. Still now that Snake was there he so desperately wanted him to come in. Being alone hurt just as much as what Blaze did to him.

“Y…yes?” Was the answer as he tried and failed to keep his voice from cracking.

Snake let out a small sigh of relief upon hearing Staccato’s voice, glad that he had found his younger sibling. However, the fact that the other hadn’t been seen for a time concerned him, and hearing his voice crack didn’t help.

Opening the door, Snake moved inside and shut it behind him, turning to see...Staccato crying?

His frown deepened as he made his way over to the smaller robot. He stopped a bit of a ways away from him, however, his eyes widening as he noticed the wound on his chest. After his initial shock, he got closer, kneeling down and placing his hands on Staccato’s shoulders.

“What happened to you?!” He asked, obviously stunned and even more concerned than he was before. He instantly began running scans on the younger model’s wounds, having no idea how Staccato felt at the moment. Why would he lock himself away when he was damaged?

#shylittlesparkdwn

After Magnet and Shadow’s departure from the fortress, Snake had plenty of thinking to do. He was angry, but at the same time he felt guilty. As such, he spent time in his room with his pet snakes, and didn’t speak to many people-- not that he was very social to begin with.

That was some time ago, and although he knew that they were at Light Labs and welcome there, he still had a bad feeling about them being outside of the fortress.

At that point, his concern shifted to another one of his siblings-- Spark. He knew that Spark often looked for company, but he hadn’t seen his younger sibling in some time. He had asked around but nobody else had seen him either.

Frowning, Snake searched the fortress for the DWN, becoming extremely concerned. His search eventually brought him to Spark’s room, and he knocked on the door.

“Sparkman?”

#shylittlesparkdwn #(I hope this is okay! Let me know if you want anything changed #I figured that Spark would be in his room if he wanted to be alone so)

[ snake in the grass ]

#carolledcarrion #(It's good!#I was half tempted to reply with a :( face jgtrg)

carolledcarrion:

The moment Snake was done talking, Vladmir lunged at Snake, aimed his buster and opened fire. “Закро́й свой рот, су́ка!!”

After unleashing a flurry of bullets in the general direction of Snake Man’s face, Vladmir activated his mask and helmet, changing fully into his armoured mode as he tackled the DWN to the ground. Skull Man’s next target was to disable Snake Man’s weapon, to avoid the irritation of having to pick off his worthless little Search Snakes. And what better way to do that than to fire directly into Snake Man’s arm to try and make it easy to tear it off?

Well, that was rude.

Snake raised his arms in front of himself to try and block the shots to his face, seeing as how dodging wasn’t an option. The next thing he knew he was being tackled to the ground. His calm demeanor changed as he snarled and bared his sharp teeth.

He wasted no time in attempting to struggle away, while at the same time trying to change his hand into a buster...Only to have Vladmir shoot directly into his arm, causing him to let out a shout of pain as he grit his teeth together.

“You FOOL!” He spat, reaching his free hand up to grab Vladmir’s arm and try to force it down so he would have less of a chance at being shot at. “I’m offering you a chance to reach your full potential!”

The DWN was getting error messages in regards to his arm being blown apart, but he ignored them. He was trying to get out from under Vladmir, hopefully to pin him down and deactivate his weapon.

Feeling Watched

rainforestfavour:

Toad froze when the business end of the buster reached that close to him. He swallowed hard, the only movement being his shivering out of fear. Stupid Snake Man…! This was disgusting!

“D-don’t kid yourself,” he said. “I-I’m scared, not suicidal. B-but… I assure you, I can think of o-one of my siblings- an encounter with whom you would never survive–!”

Snake chuckled again, pressing his buster further against Toad’s chin. Upon hearing his threat, Snake looked at him with amusement, clearly not phased by what he said.

“I don’t think you have the gall to call him. Besides...I’m not finished with you yet. I wonder how much damage would be done if I shot you from this angle. Do you want to find out?”

#rainforestfavour

Feeling Watched

“L-let me go!” Toad demanded, immediately starting to squirm and kick as he was lifted off the ground. “Right now! Or you won’t be enjoying this for much longer-!”

That was an empty threat and he knew it. Again- there wasn’t really any exit out of this (and the one that there was would end in Snake’s death). Still, he kept squirming; and in his panic managed to deactivate his armour as if it would help him wriggle his way out of Snake’s grasp somehow. (Spoilers: it wouldn’t.)

He laughed, tightening his grip on Toad’s arm even as he struggled and deactivated his armor. “Oh? Are you actually going to try to fend me off this time?” He chuckled.

Lifting Toad up to eye level, Snake grinned, showing his fangs. “Are you saying that you want to fight me?” He asked. As he spoke, he changed his free hand into a buster, raising it to meet the underside of Toad’s chin. “I’d be more than happy to engage you in combat.”

Snake knew that the likelihood of Toad fighting him was practically nonexistent, but he liked to taunt him about it anyway.

#rainforestfavour

[ snake in the grass ]

“There is nothing we can possibly talk about,” Vladmir replied coldly. “You have no business with me- unless you want to discuss how many seconds you have left before I blow your head off for tormenting Toad Man. In which case, you have three. Should I count them down for you?”

That grin was not helping Vladmir’s sour mood. Snake wasn’t even giving him the validation that his threats were doing much more than carry conversation- conversation which he did not want to partake in. He prepared the turrets in his buster, so that the moment those three seconds were up, he could start making his point a bit more clear for the serpent in front of him.

“Oh, there’s plenty for us to talk about.” Snake said, his tone suggesting that he was at ease. “I have business with you. There’s no reason to get violent.”

The tail on his helmet swayed back and forth slightly. “I want you to return to Master Wily. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a DWN-- were it not for his plans, you would have never been created. You’re excellent at combat, and I’m certain that your skills could be put to much better use under Wily’s command as opposed to anyone else’s.” He placed one hand on his hip, extending his other hand out toward Vladmir.

“What do you say? Will you join Master Wily?”

mamacossack-blog

♥ || Slithering Serpent ;

mamacossack-blog

Isabelle’s frown deepened at the mockery, and she turned her head away. It’s not like she could really fight him or force him to stop that… Staring, but she could at least make it a little more difficult for him.

Well… Kalinka was safe, at least. There was that. While she desperately wanted to believe Albert wouldn’t stoop as low as actually harming Kalinka to get his way with Mikhail, any faith she’d had in her old friend had all but been lost– Especially if he was so willing to try and reduce a robotic child to scrap metal. His best friend’s child, at that!

Snake Man, huh? A fitting Robot Master for such a treacherous serpent of a man– Oh, all their old group must have thought she and Thomas were so foolish to give Albert Wily so many chances; Mikhail certainly hadn’t hesitated to point out why every instance of forgiveness had been a bad idea…

…

If only she’d hardened her heart and listened for once. Ever since they’d met Mikhail had possessed a wonderful intuition, and he was rarely wrong… While their college days were forgiveable, no one having any real idea of what the redhead had been capable of, fighting on Albert’s behalf to get him out of jail time after the EMP wave…!

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

…

But why exactly would this robot be so interested in the hostage wife of his boss’ unwilling subordinate? It didn’t make sense to the blonde, and she’s quiet for a moment.

“I see. Well, I don’t know what sort of information you think you’ll be getting out of me with an attitude like that. I‘d at least hoped Albert programmed his boys with manners, but it seems that you can’t even expect that much from him in the end.” Sassing the much taller robot that could crush her like it was nothing should he want probably wasn’t a good idea, but Isabelle wasn’t in the mood to deal with Snake Man’s antics. “We can try this again a bit more politely, or you can just be on your way– I don’t associate with rude people who mock their elders.”

…She was older than Snake Man, right? Albert wouldn’t have made one of his boys older than them…?

Snake wasn’t bothered by Isabelle turning away from him. He waited for her to speak, or to see if she’d have any other reaction.

The DWN blinked once Isabelle had finished. Then he laughed-- an equal mixture of amusement and irritation. He found it funny how the human thought that he would do what she said, but at the same time he didn’t like the idea that she, a human, thought that she could order him around.

“I don’t have to do what you say, Mrs. Cossack.” He said, taking Isabelle’s chin in his hand and turning her head to face him again, getting face-to-face with her. “Were it not for Master Wily’s orders that you and your daughter not be harmed, you wouldn’t be nearly so confident in how you speak to me.”

He paused before continuing.

“Tell me...What made you give Master Wily so many chances? Out of curiosity.”

#mamacossack #AU

patriotbomber

Guntram clenched his hands into fists and they began to tremble with anger. No one, absolutely no one seemed to understand the way he felt about the situation, nor did they fully comprehend the damage his capture did to Wily’s army. Snake was here, spewing out complete and utter nonsense about how he was still a DWN when he was almost entirely rewritten to wholly serve the military, and his failure to protect vital information made him unworthy of being his father’s son anyway. His brothers still loved their father dearly, and he knew they’d go back if given the chance, but he also knew that none of them would understand why he wouldn’t go back. They would say the same things Snake was saying, just in a different tone to a different tune.

It was rather… isolating, feeling like no one would understand, even if that wasn’t entirely true.

“Snake,” Guntram growled, tears of anger starting to prick at his optics. “You aren’t listening to me. All of those things play a factor in my ability to… to go back to Dr. W-Wily. Those factors have already determined that I can’t go back, no matter how much anyone hopes otherwise. It doesn’t matter if I would be better off there because I don’t have that option. Everyone else in my line, were they not reprogrammed, would return to their father in a heartbeat. As for me, I don’t have a father to return to. All I have is an ex-boss whom I failed to serve, and how I am treated here does not mean I can go back.”

Guntram sighed, trying to collect himself, but all he was was upset and angry. For as much as Snake was his brother, Dr. Wily was not his father, and that was something he didn’t think would get through to the DWN. He gave Snake a nasty glare when he tried to put him on the hot seat, and had to refrain from screaming.

“My answer is no, Snake. Now go away.”