Here I come!

Hi, I'm Roll! I'm a helper robot created by Dr. Light! If you need anything feel free to ask, but I won't tolerate any misbehaving! ( -- au roll rp, )

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"Not again..."

[prototypedshield]

{⊗};— Honestly, Blues did hear about the attacks going on but decided to keep his nose out of it. With what happened with Snake Man and all, he felt that he couldn’t up hold his duties as a ‘hero’. It struck a cord within him and it was dragging him down. But he didn’t have the heart to tell her that. Not his little sister of all people. Blues hugged Roll a little tighter.

" … I’m sorry." He was rather soft spoken as he apologized.

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

He blamed himself for a few months ago, hadn't he? Roll can tell. She gently rubs a hand along Proto Man's back in an attempt to console him without words. 

"It's okay. I'm just glad you're safe. You're here now, and that's what's important. Um... Proto Man, can I hang out with you for a while? The boys keep fighting..."

[prototypedshield]

{⊗};— Blues was silent for a few moments but he softly rubbed her back as he was thinking about excuse to say.

" … Just away. I didn’t go anywhere particular, really."

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"...Oh." 

Roll's voice has taken on a sad tone, and she clings just a little tighter to the wandering hero.

"You picked a bad time for it. Wily attacked again... Rock and Elec Man stopped him, but then Rock started acting weird and the copy robots started wreaking havoc again... T-they put Dr. Light in the hospital!"

[prototypedshield]

{⊗};—

The red robot looked down at the smaller one. He was silent as well but knelled down and gently wrapped his arms around her into a secure embrace.

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

Yes. Good. Cuddle her, she needs it with all these boys and their drama going around.

"I was worried about you... Where've you been?"

[prototypedshield]

{⊗};—

Well, well, well. Look who it is standing in the shadows, watching all this chaos ensuing.

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

And look who's noticed, running over to the scarved hero and throwing her arms around him faster than you could say 'Proto Man?!'.

No words, only hugs now.

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"Guys--!"

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"Can we not start pointing fingers, guys? It's been stressful enough taking care of Dr. Light and making sure he recovers properly; We don't need any fighting among ourselves as well."

[fightingforeverlastingpeace-blog]

IMPORTANT NOTE --

Hey! Just thought I’d let everyone know (or remind those who do know) that for the next couple of days, I am going to be on vacation! I’m staying over at a friend’s house tonight, and then tomorrow we are leaving and I believe we’ll be gone for 3 days?

Anyways, I’ll be bringing my laptop with me, but seeing as we have a bunch of stuff planned I don’t think I’ll be on very often… 

So for the next few days, there’s going to be minimal activity coming from my plethora of rp blogs!

…So basically, every blog that reblogs this post. 

I’m not quite leaving yet, mostly waiting on some laundry to finish up, but that is a thing that is happening!

[flamesofburningjustice-deactiva]

Fire Man didn’t want to tell her. She was such a sweet girl- innocent, darling, far too kind to be allowed to know of her justice-fanatic brother’s sins. It was all part of the job, but now that she knew about his hands… she might as well know why he never showed them off. Why he hated them so much.

Besides that, her promise to keep it secret made him smile a little. …Okay.

"… It’s ah part ov’ the job," he began. "At th’ plant. Y’all know how th’ trash comes in, an’ it’s sorted out ta’ see what can be burned, what’s recycled, what’s disposed of in other ways… An’ a lot of th’ stuff that comes in is tech. Phones, TVs, computers…

…Robots.”

He pauses for a moment, though not for dramatic effect. He has to steel his synthetic nerves again before he continues.

"Th’ humans need t’a recycle our parts, y’know, when we ‘ain’t no good to them anymore. Sometimes there’re problems and they ‘ain’t workin’ right, sometimes it’s too costly t’a repair ‘em, so they send ‘em in… and we’re made of a lot of valuable materials. Dangerous parts, too. Humans used t’a do that part ov th’ job, but they got hurt- an’ when some robots that’re more complicated come in, some humans died ‘cause they didn’t know what they were workin’ with… not just here, but in second an’ third-world countries, so when Ah was built…"

"… They had me do that. ‘Cause Ah ‘ain’t hurt by those parts, an’ I could do it faster than a human. Ah know it’s t’ keep humans from gettin’ hurt, an’ we need these parts, but… it just ‘ain’t right. It don’t feel just.

… Ah’m sorry. Y’didn’t need t’a know all that.”

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

Roll listens carefully, making sure to pay close attention to the cowboy's story. Geez, he really didn't seem happy to be telling her this... The mention of the robots that had to be dismantled causes the little girl's eyes to widen in horror, but she showed no other signs of negative reactions to the truth.

After all, it sounded like Fire Man didn't like this part of his job at all. And thought he was a bad robot for it. Roll makes her way into her older brother's lap now, settling there and hugging him tightly.

"You're not a bad robot for what you have to do, Fire Man. You care, right...? A bad robot would do his job without caring. A-and if it wasn't you doing it, someone else would have to. Someone who might not care as much as you do. I... Know there's nothing I can really say to make it go away, but... I want you to know that I don't think of you any less for the less... Savoury details of your job. Okay?"

[swn001forte]

"Right… no armor," Forte says, and shrugs. That’s not strictly accurate, but it’s close enough. It definitely beats explaining the weirdness that is the reality behind his slightly-different look. "Y’ think so?" He’s gonna puff a little at the compliment, because yes he looks good, and a Roll said it, too, mwahaha! Wait ‘til he tells Rocky about this…

The pride fades somewhat and he frowns, looking more concerned than before. “Y’ think? Haven’t been in to see him yet?” He asks, then frowns. “If you’re sure you’re okay…. and nah, I haven’t - but he wouldn’t go outta his way to talk to me, either. Not after I pi—— upset him last time we talked, anyway.”

He manages to look slightly ashamed at that. “Come t’ think of i, I hope that wasn’t what helped start some of his attitude problems… was just tryin’ to warn him…” Yeah, this isn’t sitting well with him at all. Someone really doesn’t like being able to experience guilt now. Nope. He doesn’t like this guilt-thing at all.

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"Yeah, I think so! You're cute, Forte! We should find you some nice clothes sometime, something that you'll stand out in!"

And we're back to the more depressing topics. Roll shakes her head, sighing slightly. "I cleaned up all the-- The blood and stuff when I woke up again. It didn't feel right having it just all over the place... And I had to fix the door I kinda... Tore off its hinges to get into the room and get the copy offa Dad... By then, it was really late and visiting hours were done by then. I'll go see him soon. Wanna come with me? We can bring him flowers!"

Roll tilts her head at Forte's sudden sense of guilt. Wait, what...? He'd upset Rock, and thought that was why he'd been acting so weird...?

"Well, he's been fixated on being 'strong' lately, if that was something you two talked about." Roll frowns, trying to think back over the past few weeks. "He'd been really worried that he wouldn't be of any help should things happen, then Dr. Wily attacked again, and he had to do most of the fighting himself because Elec was really hurt... I'm thinking it kinda went to his head a little. Spending time with the police force might've done it, too, depending on how they were talking to him..."

She doesn't want to entirely blame Forte, at least. "I think he just needs to be reminded that having a bunch of weapons available to him and winning fights isn't just what makes you strong. A-And that we love him just the way he is, and he doesn't have to try so hard to prove himself."

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"...Or someone could take me shopping. Something like that!"

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

I think you look cuter in your buttoned dress~

"Awww, really? Heheh... I guess I'll have to wear it more often, then!" 

"...Though, it's a little warm for summer... But my other dress got all ripped up last night, so I guess I'll just have to make do until I can fix it!"

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

Change the password every second day or something then.

"I guess that could work, but... I dunno. Some of the boys can get a little forgetful, or otherwise don't pay enough attention. I wouldn't want to wrongly accuse anyone of being a copy! But I'll bring up means of identification to Elec and Dr. Light soon, probably. It's a good idea..."

[swn001forte]

"If you do that, there’s no point in me sayin’ hi then, is there?" Forte grins at her, shifting a little and running a hand through his hair. He’s avoided visiting Roll for a little while due to his chassis replacement, since he’s unsure how to explain it to her.

The smile vanishes after a moment, though, replaced by a more serious expression. “Heard you and Doc Light were hurt… you both gonna be okay?”

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"Heh, I guess not! No armor today? Heh... It's a little weird, but it looks good!"

Yep, completely oblivious. He'd... Never mentioned that big fight of his to her, so Roll simply assumed that the SWN had been too busy to come back. And now he had a day off! Surely that's what it was!

Roll's expression falls at the mention of the previous night's carnage, and she bites her lip. "...I think Dr. Light'll make a full recovery. That's what I've been hearing, anyways... A-And I'm okay. The damages weren't too serious, and I've been repaired. I'm more worried about him and that idiot brother of mine! You... Haven't heard from him at all, have you, Forte?"

Okay, that was stretching the truth. A clock hand had been shot clean through her, but... She'd call having an arm torn off for Dr. Light's sake not too serious.

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

swn001forte liked your post:"Is someone over? It sounds like Forte…"

"Oh, so you are here! I was wondering when I'd get to see you again! Not even coming to say hi to me? I oughta kick you right out for that."

She's giggling, at least. Looks like Roll's cheered up some already!

[flamesofburningjustice-deactiva]

"Ten! Chugged them all down at once!"

Of course, that was the last of that topic.

Fire Man looked down at his hands; light-grey, like most of his armour. A sort of ashen colour, a fire gone out. Seemed rather appropriate for their purpose- of course, he could only think so philosophically in his current state of mind, which was now a mixture of delirious and guilty. He didn’t feel bad about Roll’s repairs, of course, but there was a hint of sadness from what they were usually used for as he nodded.

"Yep." he rubbed his hands together nervously. "First time fixin’ a robot, Ah’ll admit. Ah’m just hopin’ I won’t hafta do that much while Pa’s in recovery, though…”

"…Ah don’t like usin’ them much."

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

...Roll has no words right now. Literally. How had he not blown a fuse, drinking that many?! However, there are more pressing topics at hands. Like those hands.

"...How did you know what to do if you'd never fixed a robot before, Fire Man?" Roll sounds confused, even a little suspicious. She runs another systems check to ensure everything was properly in place and fuctioning, and... Yes. It all was. 

"...I-I won't tell anyone about any of this, okay? I promise. It'll be our secret!"

[sweetlightlabsassistant]

"Is someone over? It sounds like Forte..."