BALLADE CRACKER

I am not just a simple Wilybot. I am the best Wily has to offer. I have no limits! I will become the best fighting robot! [role platy blog and member of AMR]

[rkn003-ballade]

What are your Halloween plans? Any costume ideas in mind?

I... don't really celebrate that. Isn't it for human children?

[rkn003-ballade]

Who or what makes you smile?

At this point, very few things. Perhaps knowing that my brothers have missed me, at least a little.

Well, and the idea of having some of my brother's noodles.

[rkn003-ballade]

//GROUND : Anywhere and Nowhere Inbetween

[ground-man]

Ground gave a ‘hrmph’, although this one had a slightly different tone. A slightly lighter one of mutual understanding. “Why bother with the AI if you’re gonna follow every thing you’re told.” Hell, he wasn’t a strict follower of orders even when King was around. Well, as far as King knew, he was. He was sure he never found out about the constant theft, and only got some noticeable guff when the order to stop digging came through.

"—before you walked right into a hole three times your size." Ground huffed in firm correction, although there might’ve been a knowing, ‘don’t try and look dignified, I saw you’ brow raise behind that face plate. "Hmph." At least digging was a skill not really all that tied to having a leash, sounded like all this guy was made for was the one thing he wasn’t interested in doing right now. Yeah, sure most robots he heard of were like that, but usually they had… you know, some secondary skill that got commandeered for that whole killing part. He paused for a long beat, then huffed. "…So, that all you’re made for? Hunting the blue kid and walking?" It… wasn’t quite said in mean-spirits, just sort of painfully blunt social tactlessness.

[rkn003-ballade]

"As far as the old man is concerned, yes, that's all I'm made for." He looked to the side in quiet contemplation. "... I'm not quite sure what else I'm made for. I was trying to find that out." He took in a slow, artificial breath, as a means of expression programmed into him. "Now that we've had such a nice little chat, how do I get out of here?" Ballade crossed his arms and raised a brow.

[verdequint]

Eh, I wouldn’t say that. Then again, I’m not up-to-date myself. Not that I care. That much.

And what’s that supposed to mean? Being me is awesome as it is!

[rkn003-ballade]

I'm sure it is. I couldn't imagine how being four and a half feet tall and using a pogo stick as a weapon couldn't be awesome.

[rkn003-ballade]

//GROUND : Anywhere and Nowhere Inbetween

[ground-man]

Ground stared at him for a second, then narrowed one eye. “… Never met a gopher with this much attitude. You’re in my hole. You’re in my business.” But there was a pause before Ballade was answered otherwise. "Huh, good for you, sounds like everyone I know." Who wasn’t in line to kick that little guy’s tush at some point in their existence? “… Ground Man. KGN-003. Not that it matters much anymore spare being carved on my chassis.”

He finally got bored of hoisting the smaller bot up by the ankle, gave him one last shake-out of dust and dirt and grit, then set him back on the ground almost carefully. Which meant he more or less just plopped his metal rear onto the cushion of the dirt pile. Of course, that again made the drastic height difference all the more obvious. ”Doesn’t answer the other question, though. The hell are you doing out here? Thought that blue lug nut lived out that other way..” He wasn’t quite as interested in or impressed with Ballade as he was wanting to know why there was another robot out here in general, given that he was usually seldom in the vicinity of anyone else. Which probably explained why he had all the refined manner of a petulant goat.

[rkn003-ballade]

Well, at least he got an introduction before he was tossed onto to the pile of dirt. He grumbled as he stood up and swiped the dirt patches off of his body. "I'm not exactly hunting him, right now. Don't always follow the orders I'm given." He straightened himself up and looked up, up, and even more upward to see Ground's face more clearly. "... I was walking. That's all I can really say. Trying to make contact with some of my brothers to see if there's anything to do. Well, I was going to do that before I got sucked down here..."

[rkn003-ballade]

Oh, I see you're back.

After a long time waiting as a paper weight, yes.

[verdequint]

Paperweight, huh? Ouch, that must suck big time! I so don’t pity you.

[rkn003-ballade]

Good to see nothing has changed. What exactly have you been up to? Other than being... you, that is.

[rkn003-ballade]

//GROUND : Anywhere and Nowhere Inbetween

[ground-man]

That… really didn’t impress Ballade’s ‘rescuer’ all that much more than kicking at his precious dirt. The bigger bot just huffed in offense that Ballade couldn’t tell the difference between a trap and an obvious entry point, and had the guff to sass him over it. “Not here I didn’t. I left one big one any idiot could see if he watching where he was going.” Ground grumbled and gave the much smaller bot a little jerk, knocking loose a whole new splash of dirt from his armor. Man, he got himself buried. “Should still run you over for kicking up my walls.” He’d give him this; he had the guts enough to cop an attitude with someone well over twice his size. For better or, far more likely, worse.

"I’ve never held a human upside-down. Wouldn’t know or care what they liked." He grunted plainly and narrowed his eyes at the comment, then lifted Ballade by the ankle a bit more so that he could get a better look at him— and vice versa. Yeah, definitely not one he recognized. "What are you supposed to be, and why the hell are you out here?" He asked flatly, sounding far more on the ‘grumpily annoyed’ end of the spectrum than outright upset. Well, Ballade wasn’t getting free that easily just yet.

[rkn003-ballade]

And when the dirt and dust fell over his face, Ballade practically squirmed to brush it away from his eyes instinctively. "Pppplegh!!" He fussed for a few seconds more.

As he was hoisted up further rather than being set upright, he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. A brute. Wonderful. "Not that it's any of your business, but I'm RKN-003. Ballade. I'm a member of the Rock Man Killers." He tilted his head and raised a brow. "I don't suppose I'll get an introduction in return?"

[rkn003-ballade]

Oh, I see you're back.

After a long time waiting as a paper weight, yes.

[rkn003-ballade]

//GROUND : Anywhere and Nowhere Inbetween

[ground-man]

The earth below above and around Ballade fast began to rumble with the sound of machinery shearing through dirt, the shaking of treads digging up the earth, and finally, the slowing of it all mere tiny little inches from where Ballade’s feet that were jutting clumsily out of the mess.

There was someone in his damned hole.

This was the thought that crossed Ground’s mind as he shifted out into his more humanoid shape, a low grumble echoing in his armor as he looked down. He didn’t recognize the feet. Well, not that he really cared who was in his hole, but needless to say it sure as hell didn’t help that is was a stranger.

There was a hefty grip around Ballade’s ankle, from a hand that honestly had to feel gigantic, before— yaaank!— the buried bot came up and out of the dirt pile with little effort, and was hauled up by one ankle to face a displeased looking, dusty, dirty metal facade glared back at him. Upside-down, of course. Sand and grit and dirt still pouring out of Ballade’s armor from the quick extraction. Several feet up in the air and still not eye-level. “Hrrrmph.” It came out more a growl than anything. So, yeah, not quite the friendliest rescuer. He honestly sounded a bit offended. “Kicking in my tunnels, should’ve run you over.”

[rkn003-ballade]

He grunted loudly with the yank, and after shaking the dirt from his face, his eyes opened, then opened wide when he spotted just how high up he was, and how large the robot holding him was. "... Run me over? You left trap holes!" He crossed his arms. "Put me down, already. I might not be a human, but I like being upside-down just about as much."

[rkn003-ballade]

Well well well, look who finally came back.

Hm. I remember you. Wily took you from an amusement park. I’m surprised he managed to make you so useful.

I suppose I couldn’t have gone too long without being noticed by brothers.

[shadesofchaos-deactivated201511]

Well there is that, also the fact I have been dating your brother for over two years now.

[rkn003-ballade]

W-WHAT?

[rkn003-ballade]

Now that… I have missed.

[goldenhonor]

I would be glad to have you for a bowl with me when you have the time, just ask.

[rkn003-ballade]

I have plenty of time right now. Wily isn't exactly tugging me around anymore.

[rkn003-ballade]

It is good to be back. Being nothing but a conscious memory core was… awful.

Now that I have a body again, I’m getting used to what comes with it. Itches on my skin are… odd.

[goldenhonor]

I remember when Rock had destroyed us so utterly that we were in that state. I do not envy your time spent like that.

I do believe that what you need is a bowl of your brother’s ramen.

[rkn003-ballade]

Now that... I have missed.

[goldenhonor]

Well it’s good to have you back. I as well was removed from the internet as I did… sight-seeing of my own. Tell me, how are things settling?

[rkn003-ballade]

It is good to be back. Being nothing but a conscious memory core was... awful.

Now that I have a body again, I'm getting used to what comes with it. Itches on my skin are... odd.

[rkn003-ballade]

goldenhonor replied to your post:goldenhonor started following you E-Enker…!...

What? I know how to use the internet, too, brother.

All the same...

I've been gone for too long, now. I was only reconstructed fully a month ago. All of this is... new to me.

[rkn003-ballade]

TMI Tuesday Asks Welcome

[rokkuman]

Oh.. Hm..

I’m never sure what to think about the Wily Family situation. Like, how many of his bots are only programmed to serve him, and what others genuinely love and follow him… I know there’s many that do, and that’s okay, but then there’s others that I’m not sure about..

Like, you and Enker both seem like you have mixed feelings about Dr. Wily, and then there’s the whole deal with Elec getting forcibly kidnapped to serve him. And maker knows how many others might only be there the same way Elec is…

I wonder how Wily plans to stay on top of something so mixed-up… But then again, he really seems to thrive when he can stir up a crazy situation.

[rkn003-ballade]

I can only respect him as much as I do because of his allowing me free will, if only because he wished to see how far it could evolve.

I feel like a lab rat, but at least I'm allowed to do as I please. Though... perhaps he simply hasn't found a way to wipe my will out of my system without ruining everything.

I know many of my brothers love him - would die for him. I can't count myself among them or against them, honestly.

[rkn003-ballade]

goldenhonor started following you

E-Enker...! Brother. I did not expect...!