#ruby spears megaman

[wave-man]

ragebaiting my brothers fat dog pt 20

[voidmetal-alloy]

Rough time to be the odd one out

[retrofightingrobot]

How should I draw Ruby-Spears Roll?🔥

Hi guys! I’m diving into a new project for Ruby-Spears Roll with total creative freedom again! And I want YOU to help decide the vibe!

What’s the coolest pose/expression for her?

What would you love to see she doing?

Drop your ideas in the replies! I'll be sketching the best ones to bring this piece to life!

I want to know what y'all imagine! ✨

[retrobee]

haven't drawn ruby spears in a while

[tippytaptaps]

Whatever. Go my ridiculous Megaman Ruby Spears “Protoman loses his memories and joins the good guys” fic:

The blast hits the wall where Megaman's head had been just moments before, burning a hand-sized crater of black into the pale concrete. It's still smoking when three more join it, tracing the Blue Bomber's dash across the room. Protoman scowls at the sight of them. "Hold still!" he complains.

But Megaman isn't in the mood to get scrapped today; racing full-tilt for the adjoining wall, he leaps, spinning in mid-air to kick off its vertical face. The maneuver saves him just in time—no sooner has he landed well clear of it than a large scissor blade impales the wall. He can't help a laugh at the sight. "Cutting it a little close, aren't I?"

"Don't worry," Cutman promises, a new blade already in hand. "This next one is sure to chop you in your tracks!" Wheezing a laugh, the orange robot prepares to hurl his weapon.

"C'mere, Mega-dweeb!" With stealth that belies his towering frame, Gutsman lunges at Megaman from behind what was once a generator. The Blue Bomber has no time to react before the larger bot has his arms pinned.

"Guh…Rush!"

There's a howl, and the sound of an engine that carries even over the constant hum of the generators, and then a red blur strikes. One blow to the head knocks Gutsman off-balance.

Megaman seizes his chance; breaking Gutsman's hold, he drops to the floor with one of the other bot's arms still in hand. "Hey Cutman!" he shouts. In a small display of the power that gave him his name, Megaman hurls Gutsman up and over. Like a screaming cannonball, he crashes headlong into Cutman, sending both robots sprawling. Megaman makes a show of dusting his hands. "Now that's what I call playing Gutsball!" he quips, hands on his hips as he looks down at his companion. "Get it? Gutsball?"

Rush puts a paw over his eyes. "Roooooh…"

Just then, a fresh blast of energy bursts through the air, forcing Megaman to dodge. From across the room, smoke trails from Protoman's blaster. "The show isn't over yet, brother!" he taunts. It's all the warning the heroic duo get before he unleashes a volley of shots.

"Rush, jet!" Megaman cries. Rush obliges, shifting and flashing with light as his body changes. In moments, the transformation is complete.

Hopping onto his dog's newly jet-powered back, Megaman steers them both towards the ceiling. The shots fly higher and higher as they go, pitting the roof with scorch marks. "Easy, boy," Megaman assures his dog when a blast comes too close for comfort.

"Come on down here and fight me like a robot!" Protoman shouts, still firing up at them. Evasive maneuvers are all that save them from getting blown to scrap.

"Now to deal with that 'brother' of mine," Megaman declares. Taking advantage of his vantage point, he scans the room. Although he's managed to keep the fighting contained to this one part of the power plant, he can't help but grimace at the sight of so much destruction. Dr. Wily won't be taking over the grid any time soon, but some sections of the city are going to be dark for a little while. "C'mon, boy," he tells Rush, giving the dog's head a quick scratch. "Let's send these creep-o-droids packing!"

Tilting forward, Megaman and Rush zip back into the action. Protoman grins, firing a fresh round of shots straight at them. "Ready boy?" Megaman shouts.

"Rrrruf! Ready!"

Without even a word of direction, Rush activates his spring step, sending Megaman flying straight up. The sudden change of trajectory throws Protoman off for a moment—and a moment is all Megaman needs. With one precise shot, he blasts one end of a massive pipe running along the ceiling. There's a creak, and a groan. And then, like an upside-down metronome, 30 feet of metal swings down to the floor—straight at Protoman.

"Wha—" The exclamation dies half-finished as the pipe hits him. The impact sends him flying back, over Gutsman and Cutman's battered forms, past the remains of half a dozen smoldering power generators…

…and straight into a live one.

The flash is blinding; Megaman, back aboard Rush, has to cover his eyes just to keep his optics from frying. Gutsman and Cutman do the same, tripping over each other as they try to scramble away from the scene before them. And what a gruesome scene it is: 50,000 watts of electricity is surging through Protoman's body, making his limbs spasm. He doesn't even scream—his voice seems to be caught in the back of his throat, because even though his mouth is open in a silent scream, all they hear is the sound of electricity.

And then, mercifully, it's over. The flashing stops; the sparking dies out; and Protoman, scorched, lies in the wreckage unmoving.

For a moment, silence lingers over the battlefield. Gutsman and Cutman are staring, open-mouthed, at Protoman's unmoving form. Megaman stares right along with them, unable to fully process what he's seeing. No one moves.

And then, Gutsman springs to his feet. "MEGAMAN!" he roars, jabbing a finger at the Blue Bomber. "YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THIS!" Grabbing the still-stunned Cutman by the arm, the huge bot charges for the hole in the wall through which they'd first come in. Megaman, dazed, just watches them go.

After a few long, long minutes, Rush whines, then begins to sink. Megaman steps down once he's settled on the concrete.

He takes a step towards the red robot. Then another. Then another. No response; Protoman is still. Megaman comes to a stop right in front of him.

"I…I didn't mean to…" He can't stop staring. "I wasn't…I never…"

How many times has Protoman tried to kill him? Hundreds, probably, to say nothing of the hand he's played in Wily's many, many shots at world domination. He'd terrorized people, hurt people, done awful things, and he'd done it all with a smile. Megaman should be proud to have finally brought him down.

And yet.

Rush whines, nudging Megaman's hand. The blue robot sighs.

"C'mon boy. Let's see—"

"Ugh…"

The sound, faint though it may be, is more than enough to startle them. Rush jumps, and Megaman nearly trips over his faithful pet as he scrambles to take a step back. His face is the picture of disbelief. "Sizzling circuits," he gasps. "Protoman?"

In lieu of an answer, the red robot groans. He's still limp in the wreckage, his armor scorched, wisps of smoke still rising from his battered form. Eventually though, and with obvious effort, he manages to lift his head.

"Wh…huh?"

Megaman dismisses the relief that courses through him as a processing error as he trains his buster on Protoman. "Boy, you're one tough cookie, aren't you? Put your hands where I can see 'em."

Although his visor makes it hard to tell, the tilt of his head suggests that Protoman's gaze is drifting around the room. It takes a moment to settle on Megaman. "Huh?" he echoes.

Megaman narrows his eyes. "Come on, no funny business. Let's see those hands."

"Hands?" Protoman looks down at his hands. "What about 'em? Hey, who are you anyway?"

Megaman frowns. "What?"

"I mean, you're a robot, right? You sure like like a robot anyway. Like, with the armor and stuff. But I don't—hey!" Protoman lights up. Megaman refocuses his blaster as the red robot points to Rush. "Robot dog!"

Megaman looks on, baffled, as Protoman reaches out to Rush. The robodog backs out of range with a growl. "Hey, cut that out," Protoman tells him. His legs don't seem to be functioning, but he stretches his grasping hands forward as far as possible. "C'mere, I just wanna look at you."

"Don't you recognize him?" Megaman asks.

"No," Protoman replies. "Why, should I? Is he mine?!"

"No," Megaman shakes his head quickly. "But you should know him. And what about me?"

"What about you?"

Megaman's eyes are as wide as saucers. "You're seriously telling me you have no idea who I am."

"Sure I do, you're the blue guy who asks me dumb questions."

"I'm Megaman," Megaman tells him, slowly, like he's cutting the wire of a bomb.

Protoman snorts. "Seriously?"

Megaman scowls. "Says Protoman."

"Protoman?" The red robot pauses his reaching. His head tilts back a bit. "Protoman…is that me?"

Megaman can hardly believe his audio processor. "You don't know?"

Protoman shrugs. "Guess not. It's all kinda fuzzy. Protoman…" Mulling on that a moment, he grins. "That's not half-bad! Better than Megaman anyway."

The Blue Bomber's mind is racing. Is this for real? The damage sure is—Protoman's joints are still sparking a bit as he goes back to trying to reach Rush. There's the chance he's faking, of course; it would be the 'bro bots' incident all over again. But even when Protoman was pretending to be good, there was a kind of meanness to him, an arrogance that drove him to prove himself Mega's better. Megaman can't imagine that same robot sitting on the floor like a child, trying to coax a dog. "I don't know what's going on here," he admits at last. "But Dr. Light might."

"Who?"

"Here." Reaching down, Megaman takes Protoman by the arm and pulls him up. The red robot's legs automatically shift beneath him, and when Mega draws him to his feet, they wobble precariously.

"Whoa," Protoman exclaims, holding his arms out for balance.

"Can you walk?" Megaman asks.

"Dunno. Hold on…" He puts one foot forward, and promptly begins to fall. Only Megaman's timely intervention keeps him from sprawling to the floor. "How's that?" Protoman asks.

"I think you could use some calibrating. Rush!"

At the Blue Bomber's call, Rush leaps forward. "We're gonna need the jet again," Megaman tells him. Rush salutes. Then, with another brief flash, he transforms.

Protoman is beaming. "Oh, cool!!"

"Come on," Megaman prompts, draping his arm around his own shoulder. He steps forward, half leading, half carrying Protoman in the direction of the dog. "The doctor'll see you now."

[minuil]

Ruby Spears styled Bass! I came up with the design yesterday and i did a little redraw of a scene with proto man on it, but with bass instead

[tourise]

Waiting aboard

[radix-outpost]

Something from late last year: RS-Roll and a mystery lady.