Medic Octet, At Your Service

This is a RP/Ask blog for the Megaman X fandom, involving a Star Marshal OC called Octet. Due to being a sideblog, asks from Octet will have 🐍 at the end. Follows Tags; StarMarshalNaga & Retired Medic (Main blog is DiggyDiggyBot)

[willows-arts]

Willow's 250 Follower Art Raffle

Hey folks! We recently hit 250 followers on this blog. First off, thank you so much! I genuinely didn't expect to end up with this many followers in my small corner of the community. As evident by the title, I wanted to celebrate with an art raffle!

The rules are simple:

Make sure you're following me!

Reblog this post. Only one reblog per blog will count towards your chances of getting into the raffle, but if you have sideblogs/multiple blogs and reblog this post on them too, they will count! Just make sure your main is following me, first!

After a week (on Sunday March 26), I'll pick a random username from the reblogs to request a piece of art from me! You can request a sketch or flat colored piece, with up to 3 characters. What I will and won't draw can be found under the cut.

Good luck, and thank you so much everyone once again!

What I Will Draw: OCs (ref please!), humans/humanoids/gijinkas, furries/anthros/ferals, monsters/fantasy creatures, simple armor or mechas, light gore/robogore!

What I Won't Draw: Any suggestive/explicit content, fetish art, complicated mechas, zombies, extreme gore/robogore, hate speech or other similar harmful content.

[starmarshalnaga]

It wasn’t often that Octet got weird chills, but all of a sudden he got a weird crawling chill down his spine that made his shoulders squirm. It made the Star Marshal in him tense, as if something or someone has just insult his honour.

But, there was nothing and noone around to have done anything like that.

Weird...

[thingsforrp]

Send your muse’s thoughts about mine on anon

And my muse will react

[rp-memes-cafe]

❀ Floral Expressions ❀

Send my muse some flowers to convey your muse’s feelings towards them!

Acacia Blossom– Concealed Love Alstroemeria– Friendship Ambrosia– Your Love is Reciprocated Amaryllis– Splendid Beauty Anemone– Forsaken, Fading Hope Azalea– Take Care of Yourself for Me Bird of Paradise– Joyfulness Begonia– Beware Bells of Ireland– Good Luck Bouquet of Withered Flowers– Rejected Love Camellia General– Admiration Camellia Pink– Longing for You Camellia White– You’re Adorable Candy Tuft– Indifference Carnation Pink– I’ll Never Forget You Carnation Red– My Heart Aches for You Carnation Yellow– Disdain, Rejection or Dissapointment Chrysanthemum General– You’re a Wonderful Friend Chrysanthemum White– Loyal Love Chrysanthemum Yellow– Slighted Love Cyclamen– Resignation, Good-bye Daffodil– Rebirth, New Beginnings Daisy– Innocence, Purity Dandelion– Faithfulness Dead Leaves– Sadness Fern Maidenhair– Secret Bond of Love Forget-Me-Not– Memories, Remember Me Always Gardenia– Secret Love Geranium– Stupidity, Folly Gladiolus– Strength of Character, Honor Gloxinia– Love at First Sight Grass– Submission Hyacinth Purple– I Am Sorry, Please Forgive Me, Sorrow Hyacinth Yellow– Jealousy Iris Yellow– Passion Iris Blue– Faith, Hope Jonquil– Love Me, Desire for Affection Returned Lilly Calla– Beauty Lilly Orange– Hatred Lilly-Of-The-Valley– Sweetness, Return to Happiness, You’ve Made My Life Complete Marigold– Cruelty Mistletoe– Kiss Me, Affection Morning Glory Red– Attachment Nightshade (Deadly) Belladonna– Silence, Falsehood,  Orange Mock– Deciet Orchid– Exotic Beauty, Proud and Glorious Femininity Peony– Bashfulness, Compassion, Shame Petunia– Resentment, Anger Pine– Pity Primrose– I Can’t Live Without You Rose Dark Crimson– Mourning Rose Dark Pink– Thankfulness Rose Orange– Fascination Rose Red– Love, Respect Rose Yellow– Joy, Friendship Spider Flower– Elope With Me Sunflower– Pure Thoughts, Adoration, Warmth Sweet-Pea– Departure, Good-bye, Thank You for A Lovely Time Tulip Red– Declaration of Love Tulip Variegated– Beautiful Eyes Tulip Yellow– There’s Sunshine in Your Smile Violet Blue– Watchfulness, Faithfulness, I’ll Always Be True Violet White– Let’s Take a Chance on Happiness Viscaria– Will You Dance With Me?

[sentinel--suggestions]

Even if my heart has been shattered and my soul crushed, I shall still stand unwavering, as long as there’s someone to protect.

[kikismemes]

𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 — send 💭 + a topic to receive a headcanon about said topic.

[geopsych]

At the lake and the fog is rolling.

[justanotherrpmemeblog]

Describe your muse on anon and my muse will say if they would date them or not.

Bonus: Include the basic details: gender, age, height, likes, dislikes, hair/eye color, race, and anything else my character should know.

[theinboxmemebook]

Reblog if your muse has gone through some sort of traumatic experience!

Have people send asks trying to guess what happened!

[coles-rp-memes]

Zodiac ask starters

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.───

♈ - Favorite obscure interest?

♉ - Favorite drawing?

♊ - Random Thought off the top of their head?

♋ - Favorite Environment?

♌ - something that gives muse deja vu/nostalgia?

♍ - Favorite song?

♎ - Least favourite animals?

♏ - Favorite type of bug?

♐ - Favorite weapon?

♑ - most beloved item?

♒ - funniest incident in muse's life so far?

♓ - Favorite mythical creature?

[just-a-space-gay]

New Ask Game! What Pokemon Type/Type Duo Do You Think I Am!

[earthvideos]

[starmarshalnaga]

Octet was currently at The Roost, aiding the avian experts in looking over a hawk that’d been brought in after being found injured in the wild. The naga bot was simply helping to keep the bird of prey calm while the vets checked it’s injuries, when he felt movement within the hood of his white camouflage hoodie.

Looking over his shoulder, he saw that Odie had perked up, tongue flicking rapidly as the revived Snake Seeker actively looked around.

“Odie?”

The Snake Seeker glanced at Octet and tilted it’s head, giving a couple hisses, making the retired medic blink in curiosity. Odie had picked up on a familiar signal, but couldn’t remember how or why it was familiar.

“Are you drawn to it?” Octet asked, ignoring the odd looks the rest of the staff in the examination room where giving him.

The little Snake Seeker seemed conflicted, unsure. As familiar as the signal was, with the complete loss of it’s memory, it couldn’t tell if the signal was friendly or not. Octet lifted a hand to gently rub a thumb over Odie’s head, comforting the little robot.

“Perhaps we can investigate it later, if you wish?” Octet suggested. That seemed to ease the Snake Seeker, moving to lay it’s head on Octet’s shoulder and relaxing under Octet’s comfort.

[starmarshalnaga]

A small signal, barely a blip, pinged towards Octet. It had the same scrambling tracking as an earth bound Robotn from long ago. Howeverm, the voice and undertone of it was certainly not. ['T-T-Techno recieving. Responding.'] It was glitched and strained. Would this Medic Corp Octet even recognize the name Techno? ['Stardroid confirmed. Devoured a victim's Core. Blending in. I engaged and left in critical condition. Do not engage, repeat, do NOT engage. Not alone. Unknown signals. Cutting off.']

Octet was startled by a second response. He internally frowned at being unable to track this particular signal, despite being an Earth-bound signal, as the message came through. The name did not sound familiar to the old alien robot, but he could tell from the tone that this was a desperate warning.

The report was deeply worrisome. A confirmed Stardroid devouring a reploid's core was bad news. It would make it far more difficult to track the Stardroid down now with it blending in among the reploid population.

What worried the medic even further was hearing that this Techno had engaged the Stardroid and was critically damaged. Immediately, his instincts as a medic kicked in, dearly wanting to respond and ask how badly they were damaged. But, before he could, the message and signal cut off, leaving the retired medic deeply troubled and unable to do anything about it.

He could only hope this Techno was able to get any help with repairs they needed.

[starmarshalnaga]

Somewhere, a crackling message slips through too Octet. Finally a response for his desperate sos sent out and his report. 'Message recieved. A dire situation indeed. Little forces can be sent or provided. A wake of destruction left behind as a rogue Stardroid escaped.' There was a long pause. 'Returning too Earth's sector. Bioroid responding inbound, shall meet up with your contact upon landing.' And the message was then cut off.

Octet was tucked away in his office doing some paperwork when the message crackles in, the retired medic briefly startled. As he listened though, he barely had a moment to feel relief at realising it was a response to his emergency message cast out to the stars.

Hearing that there'd be little aid coming, due to devastation elsewhere caused by a rogue Stardroid, was disappointing, but understandable. However, there was a curious pause and Octet waited it out, patience rewarded with hearing that whomever sent the message was on their way to Earth.

The former Star Marshal found himself releasing a heavy sigh, one of relief. Getting a response at all, especially a positive one, helped him feel better about the current situation. Now, it was simply a waiting game for when this bioroid would arrive, hopefully safe and sound.

[starmarshalnaga]

goodoldstrength​:

The way Mabel gestured her arms while talking about the sanctuary made the old bot smile. He listened as she listed off what the place did for animals here. If he couldn’t find a place for the pups, he was differently going to bring them all here.

“Got told they were pitbull pups. Had four of them dropped on me out of the blue and I think they’re like around a few months old. I was going to put them in a shelter but someone tipped me off about they would most likely put the babies down just for being what they are. I can’t let that happen to them but I can barely make room for them right now. I’m Bass, a Maverick Hunter by the way, Mable. Sorry for walking in on you out of nowhere.”

He held his hand out to the woman with a smile.

Mabel gasped and her entire face brightened. "Pitbull pups! Oh my goodness, I love pitbulls. They're such sweethearts!" It was clear she was trying to restrain her excitement, making sure to take in everything he said.

Taking his offered hand, she shook it with a slight look of awe. "Oh goodness, wow! Well, it's certainly a pleasure and honor to meet you Hunter Bass. We've never been visited by a Hunter before. And don't you worry about showing up out of nowhere, we get plenty of people showing up out of the blue; usually with an injured or abandoned animal."

She chuckled softly, then hummed. "Unfortunately, it is somewhat true. Most people have thankfully moved past Pitbulls being dangerous dogs by now, so most shelters are okay taking in the breed. Some, though, will put a Pitbull down if they've shown to be too aggressive to be safely adopted out." Mabel sighed and frowned, "Sadly, there's still some humans out there that will grab a Pitbull and train it to fight. Scum of the Earth, those people are."

Shaking her head after a moment, she continued, "A few months old is good. Means they're okay being away from their mother at this point, so we wouldn't need to worry about that. Do you know if they're house trained? Or have any training, for that matter?"

[starmarshalnaga]

Octet was all the way out at one of the borders of the sanctuary, patrolling the outer perimeter fencing after getting increased pings from motion detectors the last few days. Sadly, poachers were still a thing in this day and age, and there were far too many valuable animals and animaloids being kept in White Oaks to not be a juicy target.

So far, thankfully, Octet hadn't detected anything out of the ordinary in this particular area of the perimeter fencing. With a soft sigh, the retired combat medic sent back a report to the sanctuary's night time security, confirming no breaches or damage found.

Just as he was about to move on to the next area of interest, he froze up. There was no mistaking that signal. He had encountered so many of them in the past, there wasn't a single doubt in his mind.

It was finally confirmed. There was a Stardroid on Earth.

The decision that had been running conflicted in his mind ever since the oppressive sense had washed over the planet a short while ago, was finally made. He was retired, so there wasn't much he could do anymore, but his comrades, those still fighting the good fight. They needed to know.

Octet closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew he was taking a risk doing this. The moment he sent the signal, he'd be revealing there was a Star Marshal on Earth. At the very least, it wouldn't reveal his location and only those in the network would ever know what the signal entailed, but his time lying low on this planet was over.

Opening his eyes, glowing blue in the dark, he turned his gaze to the stars and for the first time since he'd retired, opened himself back up to the Star Marshal network.

'This is retired Star Marshal Octet, of the Combat Medic Corp. I hope this message finds any and all active Star Marshals still fighting to defend the universe. Stardroids have returned to Earth. Earth is, once again, in danger. Number is unknown, but the threat is of potentially high levels. Please, if any hear this, Earth needs your aid, just as it did so long ago. Stars be with you, my comrades.'