#worldofmodernrobotics

[angsty-cobrafish]

A Reunion (Hopefully)

Planned Group Thread for @thelittlebluehero/ @worldofmodernrobotics and @hopeful-hugz

Light Labs wouldn’t be having a quiet evening that night, Bass had grown restless and most of all hungry.  Of course, this meant his first stop for food would be Thomas’ refrigerator.  

And of course he never did it incredibly stealthily, hence why he kicked down a door and let himself in.  “Rock, your daily dose of the SWN is back!  I’m not gonna attack, just raid yer home for food and maybe supplies to repair myself in the future!”  

With that he headed for the fridge, most likely for ham and other meat to devour.

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@worldofmodernrobotics [Continued from here]

“...Actually, not really. Wily was always really ...distant.” Crash scratched the back of his helmet with his drill.

“..Honestly, I never really liked Wily. I just did what he told me to because I didn’t have any other purpose in life.” Yeah, Crash definitely didn’t have the best of lives. Hell, if you could even call serving Wily a life. The DWN never really wanted to tell anyone that, but for some reason, he felt okay telling Dr. Light, the one he had been fighting for years.

This confused him, but at the same time made him wonder if there was a purpose to life after all. With that thought in mind, Crash Man felt his vision slowly fade, and the last image he saw was his cords coming out of his chest.

[crashing-the-party-archive]

“Y’know, the grey dude brings up a good point. What are these lines even?”

[crashing-the-party-archive]

//ARE YOU SHITPOSTING WITHOUT ME

[crashing-the-party-archive]

@worldofmodernrobotics [Arranged Starter]

“Thanks again for helping me with all of this, ‘Doc. It means a lot.” Crash had gone to ask Dr. Light for some help regarding recent events. He was hoping with his technical genius he could remove any magic that was left from that masked wizard.

[angsty-cobrafish]

Starter for @worldofmodernrobotics

Bass looked at the door to Light Labs, debating on whether or not this was a good idea.  He just got ran out of the fortress by his own support unit nonetheless and was out of ideas.  With a sigh, a deep sigh, he knocked on the door and waited for an answer.  

In truth, this dork hadn’t looked at himself yet and still didn’t know what was going on.  Which is one of the reasons he was confused by Treble’s actions earlier.