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"Hey! Hey there, long time no see!"

“Why hello, it’s been a while indeed. How are you?”

crashadventure:

upbeatxblues:

“I know…. but I think Dr. Wily really just wanted to make them for the money. Dr. Light used it to help fund the twins, but… I don’t like the snipers.” Why was something he couldn’t really put a finger on, but he knew he disliked them immensely.

“I’m pretty sure we could, as long as it’s not another raccoon. The last raccoon I brought home kind of ended up setting the lab on fire.”

Something about her statement regarding her own health didn’t quite sound right to Blues, and so he frowned and peered at her curiously. “That doesn’t sound good. Is there anything wrong? Can I help?”

Blues’ dislike for Sniper Joes never changed. “I think you’re getting the Uncanny Valley phenomenon. These Sniper Joes were based after you, if I remember right. Despite so they don’t look anywhere like you.” “Too close, yet not natural enough.” Hah. Bringing the raccoon home. Which kid don’t try that at least once in their lives? Well, if there were raccoons to begin with. “Racoons are not pets, just remember that. In some places it’s illegal to do so.” Sooner or later that question will get redirected to her. Crash shifted her eyes back and forth. “W-well, it’s nothing that can be fixed. How do I put this. There’s… a price to pay for my choice of life.”

“Not natural enough, and... and they’re like the other robots. Which I guess is okay since they’re being sent to do things that they might not like if they weren’t? But...” Blues trailed off and shrugged. “They’re still based off of me and I don’t like them.”

Regarding Penny the raccoon, he managed a sheepish grin and shrugged. “Well, I wanted a pet. And she only chewed on me a little before she broke out!”

... Wait. “Crash. What’s going on? If it’s not fixable, okay, but... I want to know if it’s something that might... that might kill you. I don’t like being left in the dark when there’s something big going on.”

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

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titaniumthamnophid:

“Oh yes, it would mess with a lot of things, wouldn’t it?” He could only imagine the trouble of the stuff getting into sensitive equipment or the work-in-progress Rock and Roll. “Wily just grabs something and goes. Usually, it’s some form of granola bar so one hand can work while the other feeds him. Now, getting him to sleep is a totally different thing.” It was amusing to talk about the habits of both of the men like this.

“Heh, I know. Wily’ll go all night if you let him. We might have to start taping him to the bed so he’ll get proper sleep. And usually one of my elder brothers does the shopping since he comes across as peaceable and non-threatening.” Wood, of course - due to his body being comprised of wood, he didn’t seem much of a threat to many. And his demeanor made him come across as a jolly fellow. “I dislike being cooped up for too long as well - I can’t go arouand and get all the info I like if I’m stuck inside, nor can I map out new places for my own personal fun.”

“It does! I’m good at cleaning up after him, but ew.” Blues made another face, then frowned thoughtfully at the description of taping Dr. Wily to the bed. “Hey... maybe I can try that! Especially if they’ve been fighting again. Make them go into a time-out or something.” He grinned, pleased with the idea, then glanced at Snake thoughtfully.

“Don’t they make tape with little patterns and stuff on it? I could have some fun with that!”

Blues was still young, yes, but he knew how to sneak around his father and Dr. Wily - and setting up traps to keep the ponytailed doctor away from his under-construction siblings was fun. “Hm. Maybe if I leave notes more often I can go on more interesting trips. It’s so boring at the lab, and there’s so much out there! Programs aren’t the same as seeing things myself...”

"Well, let me at least say this before I take my investigation elsewhere -- never let ANYONE but Dr. Light touch your soon-to-be-sibling's programming. Not even people you trust."

“Of course not. They’re my brother and sister! I’m not letting anybody else near them!”

"Y'sure, kiddo? Affinity for skulls in decorating, condemned of multiple unethical robotics experiments already, delusions of grandeur, yadda yadda? Anyone fit that description around here? Oh, and he's got hair out like this."

“Yep, I’m sure!” After all, Dr. Wily hasn’t decorated much of anything around the lab yet, and if there are any skulls in his private office, Blues hasn’t seen them. Not to mention he wears his hair in a ponytail!

"Space cop. Well, bounty hunter, technically. I'm supposed to arrest a -- 'Dr. Willy'? Prevent a shitload of wars and stuff."

“Uh... listen, mister. I think you’re a little confused. There’s no Dr. Willy here.” He knows who the guy means, actually, but isn’t it a little cruel to arrest somebody for something he hasn’t done yet?

"Just poking fun at our similar fashion choices, kid. It's entirely coincidental -- I'm from like three centuries in the future."

“’scuse me, but I’m not a kid. And if you’re from the future, why are you here?”

"You'll get there, mini-me, you'll get there."

“Mini - um. Mister, I think you have the wrong robot...”

Red helmet, check. Yellow scarf, check. Oversized fists, check...how's the flaming punch coming?

“Um.... what? I shoot plasma, I don’t really punch things much unless there’s no better option? And there’s no fire...?”

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

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titaniumthamnophid:

upbeatxblues:

“You could maybe start small if you ever wanted to?” Blues suggested thoughtfully. “On the lowest sensitivity setting at first, then increasing it as you got used to it.” Not that he expected Snake to actually do that, he was simply tossing out a possibility - a habit he’d started developing to help his father when he hit a point in his research that had started giving him difficulty.

“…Do you know how to make my dad eat better? He can’t live on cheetos alone! And they turn his beard orange!” Blues made a face at the memory of orange crumbs in a white beard, then added, “And Dr. Wily wears a ponytail where - um, when?- I’m from, it’s pretty long too for all that he’s going really bald.”

“Maybe if it’s possible should I get that - though I am comfortable without it. My other senses that I have make up for the loss, I think.” Granted, he only had sight and hearing… but they were good enough to support him! He’d make do without touch, taste, or smell. “But I’ll keep the advice in mind regardless. It’s a very good idea.”

“Wily’s not much better. We have to leave notes to make sure he eats anything at all. I say hide the junk food, leave something like a fresh apple for him to much on instead. Or maybe let him have some nuts and raisins be his snacks instead of that. It’s not too much better but at least there’s something good in there.” Definitely better than nothing, too.

“Anything is better than cheetos,” Blues said, and stuck his tongue out to emphasize his point. “Trust me on that one. Their dust gets everywhere and you know how sensitive lab stuff is to getting dirty, I’m sure.” The brunet robot sighed, then and nodded.

“I can do that! I do most of the grocery shopping ‘cause getting either doctor t leave their work long enough to do stuff like that’s impossible... and it gets me outside for a while, too.” He made a face, then adjusted his shades with a thoughtful expression. “I don’t like staying cooped up in the lab like they do... it’s boring.”

“Wait, I know! I’ll give myself a military drill to do! I haven’t tried using my combat mode since Dr. Light fixed my glitch! This will be fun!”

#((No bluesy no it won't))

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

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titaniumthamnophid:

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“It would be kind of weird to go from not having something like that to suddenly getting it,” Blues agreed, though his hand strayed to his chest again without really thinking about it. “As long as it’s not something that’ll kill you, or… or um get you reprogrammed or anything.” His own glitch had long since been taken care of, but the thought of anybody else going through it - or having a creator who wasn’t willing to find an alternate method to fix it… That was a scary, terrible thought.

… Which meant it was time to think of other things entirely.

“Oh! Now that I’m thinking about my Dad, would… would you or your brothers want some pictures of the doctors? Does your Dr. Wily still wear his hair in a ponytail?”

“Exactly why I’m content to be as I am. A new tool here and there or a small boost to my defenses is fine. But suddenly gaining an ability I never had like that? It would take a lot of getting used to.” Snake noticed the motion, but disregarded it for now in favor of conversation. It was best not to ask about something he probably didn’t even know he was doing.

“No, it’s fine. I think Wily would get upset if he found those photos. He understands I pay visits to Light, but I’ve assured him it’s just to watch after the man’s well-being.“ And on the topic of hair… “No, Wily does not have it in a ponytail. Never has for the time I’ve known him. Then again, I’m of the third generation - there’s at least two years between your construction and my own. He probably changed hairstyles between those points.”

“You could maybe start small if you ever wanted to?” Blues suggested thoughtfully. “On the lowest sensitivity setting at first, then increasing it as you got used to it.” Not that he expected Snake to actually do that, he was simply tossing out a possibility - a habit he’d started developing to help his father when he hit a point in his research that had started giving him difficulty.

“...Do you know how to make my dad eat better? He can’t live on cheetos alone! And they turn his beard orange!” Blues made a face at the memory of orange crumbs in a white beard, then added, “And Dr. Wily wears a ponytail where - um, when?- I’m from, it’s pretty long too for all that he’s going really bald.”

“Mm... helping around the lab’s alright but it gets so boring sometimes. Isn’t there someone I can visit, or... mmph.”

#open starter?#bored bluesy is bored #and prone to itchy feet for wandering

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

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titaniumthamnophid:

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Blues let out an indignant squeak as his hair was ruffled, ducking away and trying to shield his hair from the affront to its style. “Nooo, not the hair!” It was a child’s whine, but he wasn’t truly upset about it; the grin on his face gave that away. “You can’t feel things?” He asked a moment later, considering that for a moment. “I mean… my sense of touch gets a little dulled when I’m in my armor, but it’s never gone…”

And oh, this was good to know! He could definitely accidentally-on-purpose visit Snake. Just as long as he could make sure nobody figured out he was doing it on purpose. “Well, when you visit me you gotta be careful not to bother Dr. Light, okay? I don’t want him getting so excited he forgets to sleep for a week again. That was a mess.”

Snake nodded. “That’s right. Pain or pleasure, I can’t feel it. I figure it’s a defect of sorts that never got fixed - but at this point, I’m so used to it I don’t think I want it fixed. I’m unsure how I’d do with suddenly having that sense given to me, for one.” Would it hurt to do all the digging he did? What about getting barely scathed by an attack but slipping away anyway? Would he still be able to do that?

“Can do. I’ll only bother if it’s a must - but with luck on our side, we shouldn’t need to worry about that at all.” A pleased smile graced his features, happy to see he’d pleased this young Blues well enough.

“It would be kind of weird to go from not having something like that to suddenly getting it,” Blues agreed, though his hand strayed to his chest again without really thinking about it. “As long as it’s not something that’ll kill you, or... or um get you reprogrammed or anything.” His own glitch had long since been taken care of, but the thought of anybody else going through it - or having a creator who wasn’t willing to find an alternate method to fix it... That was a scary, terrible thought.

... Which meant it was time to think of other things entirely.

“Oh! Now that I’m thinking about my Dad, would... would you or your brothers want some pictures of the doctors? Does your Dr. Wily still wear his hair in a ponytail?”

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

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titaniumthamnophid:

“Not at all. I’d think there’s just some tasks you couldn’t do, that require some who are more specialized - but you provide the basis for what the rest of us are supposed to be like in design. We’re all supposed to have human form, and the majority have a similar body structure - though of course there’s the odd ones out like Air and Hard.” Snake reached to playfully ruffle Blues’ hair. “And as for flaws… we’ve all got them. Perfection is impossible, after all. Want to know one of mine? I can’t feel things physically. At all. I can only know damage if I see it, hear it, or it affects my abilities. But I live with it. It’s not so bad to me.” It could certainly be worse, after all.

“All I’ve known is him to want credit for the work he does - money hasn’t been a major focus save for what’s necessary to continue. Though, different situations mean different priorities.” Snake offered a small laugh at calling Light dense, though. “Ah, ‘dense’… that’s one way of putting it. Naive and gullible also works, but he’s still a kind-hearted man. It’s a shame I’ve seen him fooled like I have… He hardly deserves it.”

He grinned further at the response, giving his own in return. “Well, if it’s an accident I’ll work something out. That’s one of my strong points - I’m the smart one among my brothers. So if something happens, I’ll work up a quick solution for you.”

Blues let out an indignant squeak as his hair was ruffled, ducking away and trying to shield his hair from the affront to its style. “Nooo, not the hair!” It was a child’s whine, but he wasn’t truly upset about it; the grin on his face gave that away. “You can’t feel things?” He asked a moment later, considering that for a moment. “I mean... my sense of touch gets a little dulled when I’m in my armor, but it’s never gone...”

And oh, this was good to know! He could definitely accidentally-on-purpose visit Snake. Just as long as he could make sure nobody figured out he was doing it on purpose. “Well, when you visit me you gotta be careful not to bother Dr. Light, okay? I don’t want him getting so excited he forgets to sleep for a week again. That was a mess.”

crashadventure-blog

"Hey! Hey there, long time no see!"

“Why hello, it’s been a while indeed. How are you?”

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crashadventure:

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“Um… well… pretty good I guess? The doctors argue a lot and I really don’t like how much those sniper joes look like me, but the lab’s getting a lot of money and my brother and sister are only a few months away from getting to come online! We’re even gonna be able to build an extra room for them so we’re not all too crowded.”

Blues was a little more tired and worn down than he particularly wanted to admit, but it was easy to cover it with the very real excitement about the development of the twins. “And - it won’t happen for a while, but Dr. Light gave me a solid ‘maybe’ on a pet! That’s way better than all the nos I got before!” Fidgeting back and forth, Blues adjusted his sunglasses and smiled.

“So… what about you? Are you okay?”

Despite Blues not leaving his home, the Sniper Joes were still put into production. And that clashed with Doctor Light’s interests. Crash sighed. “My father believes in some level of practicality. Soldier and police work can be fatal for humans. Lots of pressure from their families to keep their loved ones safe. I’m not surprised if governments want a mechanical replacement as soon as possible.” “If there is money to be made from them, yes. He will take it. But I also understand Doctor Light’s worries of abuse. Give anyone too much power, and bad stuff happens.” But on a happier topic, Rock and Roll are well on their way to completion. And maybe a pet too! She’s happy to hear that. “Oh my, a pet? If you and your siblings can care for the pet, they’re great additions to the family.” Now the question turned towards her. “As for me… I’m managing the best I can.” It was the least troubled statement she could give. No more burdens on little shoulders, that’s her new policy.

“I know.... but I think Dr. Wily really just wanted to make them for the money. Dr. Light used it to help fund the twins, but... I don’t like the snipers.” Why was something he couldn’t really put a finger on, but he knew he disliked them immensely.

“I’m pretty sure we could, as long as it’s not another raccoon. The last raccoon I brought home kind of ended up setting the lab on fire.”

Something about her statement regarding her own health didn’t quite sound right to Blues, and so he frowned and peered at her curiously. “That doesn’t sound good. Is there anything wrong? Can I help?”

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

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titaniumthamnophid:

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“Maybe… but if he meant the snipers I’ll be mad at him because I don’t like them.” The last words were added with a vitriol that was more suited to his bitter counterparts than such an innocent alternate. Why he was so against them he didn’t say, but his expression was unmistakably disgusted when he discussed the military units made off of his design.

“Um… about Dr. Wily, I really hope not, but he’s been awful cranky lately,” Blues said with a thoughtful frown. “And I try to keep him away from Rock and Roll while we work on them. I’m kind of worried he might hurt them, or something worse.”

He couldn’t go visit his new friend? Blues supposed he understood that, since Dr. Wily seemed to be really bad and a lot crazy in most places that weren’t his own, but it was saddening anyway. “Oh… okay. That’s okay - Dr. Light gets worried when I wander off on him, anyway. I think he thinks I’m gonna try to run away again.”

“Ah, those… No, I doubt it refers to them. I think it may refer to future Robot Masters - like myself and your in-production siblings.” But especially the latter, considering their own names. Rock and Roll - rock came after blues, and was built off of it, wasn’t it? “The way I know him, he’s always rather cranky - but I blame lack of sleep. When the lot of us aren’t causing a headache with our own individual antics tends to be when we see him in a better mood. Though, by what you tell me… I do hope the friendship they have isn’t beginning to fall apart. I didn’t see them work together much, but what I did see… it’s a thing I’d prefer to have in my life again.”

“Well, it’s mostly because the Blues where I’m from drops by from time to time. I’d rather not let there be any confusion due to two of you in one place, especially with such drastic differences. It’s also for safety - I’ve a few brothers with nasty tempers and it would be terrible if you happened to drop by during one of their infamous fits.” No matter what variation it was, Snake still liked Blues. He’d prefer to not see the prototype get harmed in any way if it could be helped. “…And worrying Light? Ah, that’s a thing with him. He cares quite a bit. You and your siblings mean the world to him.”

“Oh...” Blues thought that over for a moment, then frowned. “I’m still not sure I like it. Does that mean I’m not good enough?” Did it mean that he was flawed? Damaged? One hand strayed to his chest, over his core housing, as the thought crossed his mind.

“I dunno... Dr. Light can be kind of... um...” The prototype fidgeted as he sought out the word he was looking for, and finall settled on “...Dense, sometimes.” It was harsh to say that about his own father, but really... he had to admit his dad’s failings. “But Dr. Wily is way too interested in making money and becoming famous. It’s like he doesn’t care about what he’s doing so long as he gets what he wants?”

He sighed when Snake explained why he couldn’t visit him, but accepted the explanation as it was. “....Well, okay. But I can’t help it if I end up there on accident!” Or accidentally-on-purpose, not that he planned on saying as much...

titaniumthamnophid

Another robot master! There were so few back home - just him and the in-progress twins and Dr. Lalinde's daughter, really - that meeting any other sentient robot was extremely exciting for the young prototype. "Hello there, mister! Wow, are you Snake-themed? That's really cool!"

Well, this was one odd thing to see. He seemed to be younger, at least in mind, than the Blues he knew of - and apparently didn’t even know of him. But the reaction was a bit charming in its own way. “Yes, I am. I don’t think my full name is really worth saying since it’s an odd one, but the short version that all my brothers use is Snake. My name happens to come from the theme I have.”

upbeatxblues-blog

titaniumthamnophid:

“I’d just take it as him really liking the genre in general. I don’t know too much on the music front, but I think it also paved the way for some other genres too - so maybe it has to do with you paving the way for those after you?” Maybe it was a nod to him being the first, a precursor to others. “For me, he still is banned - and then some. I hope that with you, he doesn’t take the same route. It’s better for all in such a case.” Nobody needed to endure the Wily Wars. “I’d arrange so you could visit me, but that might be a little difficult to work out - but I don’t think I should have trouble finding you again. You’re easy to pick out from a bunch of others, that’s for sure.”

“Maybe... but if he meant the snipers I'll be mad at him because I don’t like them.” The last words were added with a vitriol that was more suited to his bitter counterparts than such an innocent alternate. Why he was so against them he didn’t say, but his expression was unmistakably disgusted when he discussed the military units made off of his design.

“Um... about Dr. Wily, I really hope not, but he’s been awful cranky lately,” Blues said with a thoughtful frown. “And I try to keep him away from Rock and Roll while we work on them. I’m kind of worried he might hurt them, or something worse.”

He couldn’t go visit his new friend? Blues supposed he understood that, since Dr. Wily seemed to be really bad and a lot crazy in most places that weren’t his own, but it was saddening anyway. “Oh... okay. That’s okay - Dr. Light gets worried when I wander off on him, anyway. I think he thinks I’m gonna try to run away again.”

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