Protoman

The names Blues, DLN-000, I am the first son of Doctor Thomas Light. I am a robot with free will, and I go where I please.

[vagrantinred]

>Not to be a pest, but think you could give your lil bro some advice? Won't take long, just got a couple questions.

>eeehhhhhhhh, sure, why not. Hit me with ‘em, bro.

[vagrantinred]

>SCARF BRO I NEED HELP

>Hmm, you’ve actually used the Scarf Bro summon. Means I’m compelled. Okay, whats up? 

[sinnamon-with-a-ctrl-c-blog1]

>I gotta get in contact with another Wily bot somehow. Physical contact.

[vagrantinred]

>Okay, easy enough. Which Wily bot?

[vagrantinred]

>SCARF BRO I NEED HELP

>Hmm, you’ve actually used the Scarf Bro summon. Means I’m compelled. Okay, whats up? 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

>Are you kidding me? Why’d he be hanging out with Jewel? Goddammit, was I right about the boyfriend thing?! It was a joke!

[vagrantinred]

>Nah, not dating. But you know, I sorta ship it. Ya know? 

>I realized that our lives are like, super long, cause we aren’t made of meat. So you gotta find that special bot to watch your back. 

>Ever since I got this upgrade and my cores been sorta normal, its given me alotta time to reflect on the future. Which is weird, cause I hate thinking about the future. 

>But life is rough enough alone, and none of us deserve that. So I’m playing monopoly, while I contemplate this stuff. I don’t know, buying up all the neighborhoods and putting down hotels puts me in a sort of zen. Plus, I’m totally the top hat right now. 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

>Not really, but what do I know? Love can be pretty stupid, maybe it’s just not meant to be for some people…

>Do you think we’re gonna live a long time? I mean I don’t want to die, but don’t we only last as long as humans let us? That’s why I hate thinking about the future too. But I’m glad your core’s normal, we need you around.

>…You’re just lucky I’m not playing with you or I would have made you fight me for the top hat.

[vagrantinred]

>Well, and I can tell you this cause I trust you, I don’t really have my combat capabilities anymore. The fluke in my system that makes me, me, is what causes my core to be unstable....

>Man, saying this out loud to anyone other then Light is weird...

>But yeah we can live for as long as we want, and it never has to be determined by anyone but you. Now that I’m Doctor Lights lab assistant again, I’ve actually been re uploading the manuals on maintenance and all that jazz. I zipped it all when I gave up...well more like abandoned my life in a fit on unsure confusion. Never thought I’d need it again really, but never wanted to delete it. 

>I can tell you, its surreal as heck to be holding up flashlights or doing calculations for Doctor Light like I used to when I was young. Mostly he has me do all the stuff he can’t, like crawl under stuff, pick things up and put the little screws back in the right order. 

>I don’t know, I guess I’m old enough to appreciate stuff I used to think was terrible, and realized I thought those things for no reason other then pride. You are right Cut, you guys need me here, and this is where I’ll stay. 

[vagrantinred]

>Does this mean I should leave?

>Dude, I didn’t even know you were here. Are you hangin’ with Jewels? lmao

[takeitfromthetop]

>YEAH…

>I’m just sitting around with him, hiding from your brothers. Anyway, this leftover casserole’s to die for! Do you people always eat like kings??

[vagrantinred]

>Only when the old man wants family dinner time, cause we are robots, so mostly we snack. 

>But hey man, Lights bad at left overs, so if you can get to it before Con does, help yourself. B) 

>Also, don’t let Light catch you! 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

>Dude, Star couldn’t hurt a fly. 

>It’s just if you start letting more and more DWNs in, the next thing you know we’ll have another house burned down. Can’t let them think it’s this easy to barge in!

>BLUES, you better not have Bass up in your room! I’ll shoo him out with Roll’s broom! 

>Alright, but seriously, if you have someone over just keep them out of Dad’s sight. 

>Dad’s…. very limited line of sight.

[vagrantinred]

>Nah, it ain’t Forte. He’d be hanging with Jewels anyways

>Trust me, the old man isn’t gonna see him unless he wants to be seen, if ya know what I mean. B) 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

>Are you kidding me? Why’d he be hanging out with Jewel? Goddammit, was I right about the boyfriend thing?! It was a joke!

[vagrantinred]

>Nah, not dating. But you know, I sorta ship it. Ya know? 

>I realized that our lives are like, super long, cause we aren’t made of meat. So you gotta find that special bot to watch your back. 

>Ever since I got this upgrade and my cores been sorta normal, its given me alotta time to reflect on the future. Which is weird, cause I hate thinking about the future. 

>But life is rough enough alone, and none of us deserve that. So I’m playing monopoly, while I contemplate this stuff. I don’t know, buying up all the neighborhoods and putting down hotels puts me in a sort of zen. Plus, I’m totally the top hat right now. 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

I don’t give a dang if Star’s a threat or not, like that’s even close to being the problem! Do you guys not get that you’re wanted in basically every country, every continent? 

What are 5th gens even doing in the city? The RPD might track you down.

It’s Christmas, Dad’s up and about and what do you think he’s gonna do if he sees a Wilybot in our kitchen making cookies or whatever stupid thing Star asked Roll?

We don’t need a hospital visit to close out the year. Go away!

[vagrantinred]

Chill bro, what could Star even do? He makes barriers. Besides, the 5th gens actually used to have jobs. I mean….what would you do if you found a wily bot in the house? Not that I have a wily bot in the house or anything, in my room, and stuff.

You know, just in general? 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

>Dude, Star couldn’t hurt a fly. 

>It’s just if you start letting more and more DWNs in, the next thing you know we’ll have another house burned down. Can’t let them think it’s this easy to barge in!

>BLUES, you better not have Bass up in your room! I’ll shoo him out with Roll’s broom! 

>Alright, but seriously, if you have someone over just keep them out of Dad’s sight. 

>Dad’s…. very limited line of sight.

[vagrantinred]

>Nah, it ain’t Forte. He’d be hanging with Jewels anyways

>Trust me, the old man isn’t gonna see him unless he wants to be seen, if ya know what I mean. B) 

[vagrantinred]

>Does this mean I should leave?

>Dude, I didn’t even know you were here. Are you hangin’ with Jewels? lmao

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

I don’t give a dang if Star’s a threat or not, like that’s even close to being the problem! Do you guys not get that you’re wanted in basically every country, every continent? 

What are 5th gens even doing in the city? The RPD might track you down.

It’s Christmas, Dad’s up and about and what do you think he’s gonna do if he sees a Wilybot in our kitchen making cookies or whatever stupid thing Star asked Roll?

We don’t need a hospital visit to close out the year. Go away!

[vagrantinred]

Chill bro, what could Star even do? He makes barriers. Besides, the 5th gens actually used to have jobs. I mean....what would you do if you found a wily bot in the house? Not that I have a wily bot in the house or anything, in my room, and stuff.

You know, just in general? 

[bijoux-et-mineraux]

Faceted Baltic Amber with Bug - Lithuania

[vagrantinred]

This is how Jurassic Park started, Jewels.

[vagrantinred]

An Unfair Advantage

“Boo!” Blues drops down behind the ninja bot, covering his eyes with his hands, at the fortress after he’d made sure his network was paired with the wifi on the island. He was free now, he could go leave the Labs, and his first stop was Shadow. 

“Hey handsome, now that your boss is back, you still spying on everyone?” He whispers against the others earcap. Sneaking into Shadows little man hut was easy, the bot liked to make his house as authentically japanese as he could for being a robot made by a german. And that meant raised floors, crawling under the house was easy as cake. 

Blues was in his jeans and shirt, a big yellow scarf around his shoulders, under that was his body suit however. He hadn’t worn it in a long time, but it offered more armor then none when on a island filled with angry train bots and clowns. 

[ninja-babysitter]

Ever alert, sneaking up on Shadow Man was certainly not an accomplishment to scoff at, but Break Man had worked with the ninja long enough to learn just his vulnerabilities and just how he operated. Shadow would have been more ashamed of this rustiness if he were not currently confused and coming out of sleep mode; something that Shadow never did… to anyone else’s knowledge!

Both eyelids cracking open behind the DLN’s hands, Shadow quickly reached up to grab both of Blues’ wrists, ready to defend himself until the familiar voice rang through his audio receptors.

Blues.

His grip loosened, to now just barely holding him, and Shadow for a moment swore that he’d almost felt his core ache with gladness.

“You’ve returned–?!”

[vagrantinred]

“I have.” He says happily, slowly letting Shadow go he moves into the ninja’s view. Smiling easily at his friend. “Got a 6G upgrade, lets me send data packets back to the Labs, and they keep me from shutting down. And I don’t have to lug around a car battery and a Linksys router anymore. So, no more gay man purse.” 

Their time at the prom last year had been tense, Blues finding that he’d given up on something important. In the hopes of chasing an impossible goal for no reason other then...well, Blues knew it had something to do with what he was compared to the other bots. But Shadow wasn’t like the other bots, he had always been something different.

“To be honest, its probably not the ideal situation, Light says I could pretty much explode and take out a few city blocks at any time. But, I couldn’t stand being in that house trapped for another minute.” He rubs at his elbow as he sits down in front of Shadow with a thud. 

“But I didn’t come here to bore you with my own personal problems, I missed you and wanted to make sure the other robots are treating you alright. I know Flash has monopolized the top of the food chain around here with the 2nd gens. Heats shown back up, and its that time of year where Percy sends dick pics to all the robots he thinks are girls. And I know the 3rd gens are a little fractured, and I just..wanted to make sure you were...safe.” He looks away, hiding his blush. 

Before he shrugs. “Cause you know, stuff and reasons.” He rubs the back of his head, clearing his vox. 

[vagrantinred]

An Unfair Advantage

“Boo!” Blues drops down behind the ninja bot, covering his eyes with his hands, at the fortress after he’d made sure his network was paired with the wifi on the island. He was free now, he could go leave the Labs, and his first stop was Shadow. 

“Hey handsome, now that your boss is back, you still spying on everyone?” He whispers against the others earcap. Sneaking into Shadows little man hut was easy, the bot liked to make his house as authentically japanese as he could for being a robot made by a german. And that meant raised floors, crawling under the house was easy as cake. 

Blues was in his jeans and shirt, a big yellow scarf around his shoulders, under that was his body suit however. He hadn’t worn it in a long time, but it offered more armor then none when on a island filled with angry train bots and clowns. 

[forteandgospel]

Contract

[vagrantinred]

“Nope.” Blues says, grabbing onto the back of Rocks neck and moving him away. “Jewel is with them, its fine. Stop worrying so much, we need Tacos now. That is what is important, tacos with your big bro.” He slides his arm around Rocks neck and drags him along. 

“Cut, get the door. And heck yeah Tacos on you, lets go.” He drags Rock out of the house and onto the street. “Look, taco time!” He points to the place down the street of a chili pepper with a sombrero and a huge mustache. It was all in delicious poor taste. 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

“Rock, Bro…” 

He was right, and if this were another time maybe Cut would have been on his side too. Can’t ever trust DWNs, even when they act friendly. 

But maybe Rock’s too right. 

He shook his sadly head to his big bro’s questions before getting the door.  “She–He? They can’t do anything right now. They couldn’t even hurt me! I trust Jewel, he’s strong. Besides, Dad already knows that Copy’s here. …I think?”

Surprisingly, Cut caught up with them quickly even after the garage door shut behind He marveled at the hideously tacky cartoon chili pepper. “It’s so beautiful, Blues,” he fake sniffed. “Couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate getting rid of that mutating freak. I’ll miss dumping spiders on them…”

[rokkuman]

If Rock’d had a stomach he surely would have been sick with worry right about then. There was just something about leaving DWNs in his house that was not sitting well with the bomber.

“But… It’s Forte,” He stresses, staring wearily at the politically incorrect chili pepper. “He’s not one of Wily’s pushover Robot Masters or… or Toad Man. There’s no way Jewel could win a fight against him if he had to!” It wasn’t that Rock didn’t think he was weak by any means! The mining robot had given him a good run for his money a few years ago, but Forte was on a different level completely; that, and he didn’t want to come home to a burning house and a glittery smear left on the front walk.

“You know, this place is really racist… maybe that’s got something to do with why it’s Doctor Light’s favorite. I wouldn’t be surprised to hear that he was bankrolling this place with his patronage alone.”

Shoving his hands in his hoodie pocket, Rock shrugged. Either way, it seemed like this was a losing battle and putting himself in a bad mood about it wasn’t going to fix anything.

“Alright, alright fine. Let’s just get some tacos.” A smile finally budged on Rock’s face.

“…Can we get extra guacamolito sauce?” And maybe one of their famous tote bags too.

[vagrantinred]

“Look, you just gotta not think about it. Forte’s not stupid, he’s not going to do anything and Copy is half broken, and already chillin’ in the house when he showed up. Doctor Light is up to something, and we can talk to him about it later. For now, trust me, bro. Forte is legit. If he wanted to smear Jewel around, its not gonna be with his buster. Heh.” He rubs the tip of his scarf on his sunglasses, working away a smudge. 

“As for this place, you’re totally right. I’ve seen the owner, its a white dude from Connecticut. Light’s got this strange take on what immigrants look like, and to cater to him, they put out this poop chilli pepper. But man, they make some good tacos. And yeah, we’ll totally get you a mountain of guacamolito sauce, bro.” He says. “Cut, order us...the Party Plater.” He says, putting a hand on Cuts shoulder and shoving him into the tiny restaurant. 

[forteandgospel]

Contract

[vagrantinred]

Blues watched the other bots leave and then turned back to Rock and Cut, a grin on his face.”Okay so, bro, Forte actually helped me with my weird networking issue so I can leave the labs. So long as I can transmit data packets that update the computers with more core status I’m fine!”

He looked really excited, but looked at his little brothers and calmed down, putting a hand on each of their shoulders. “But this does not, in no way mean, that I’m ditching you guys again. Okay? I’m here to stay, thick and thin, no more being…a coward.” He says, looking towards Rock. 

“Lets get some tacos.” He says finally, done with the emotional stuff for now he picked up his scarf from where Treble had abandoned it and popped on his sunglasses, hiding his eyes. “I know a place.” He says and reaching up he slams the loading bay door closed. 

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

Cut slowly climbed down from the massage chair, wiping the bitter look on his face from when Copy pushed him. That little nasty creep owed him a real fight. Outdoors. No holding back. (Maybe he’d be flexible on that last bit.)

But none of that today.

The smile he gave his oldest brother was one of trust. “Yep, got it!” This was the guy that got him to Skull Fortress to extract damaged A.I. programming from his head. How could Cut judge him after that?

Or maybe he just didn’t want another problem.

“TACOS! Have any of us been there before?” Following them out, the tiny DLN scuttled to catch up. Short legs sucked,  but whatever! Didn’t matter, they were all equals here! “How about I use that swear jar money I was gonna donate today and treat you fellas? I think Nado might want something anyway.”

[rokkuman]

However pleased he was that Blues had at least recognized that running away from everything that scared him wouldn’t make it go away, there were far more pressing matters at hand.

“Wait a minute…” Rock mutters quietly to himself, hand pressed to his chin in thought before it dawned on him. 

“Was that the Copy robot!? What’s HE doing in the house?” He looks directly at Cut, hopeful for answers. “Tacos can wait. There’s no way I’m letting Copy and Forte just walk through the place like they own it.” Especially not while their maker was sleeping and blissfully unaware of the Wilybots’ presence. 

“If dad sees them, he’s gonna freak out.”

[vagrantinred]

“Nope.” Blues says, grabbing onto the back of Rocks neck and moving him away. “Jewel is with them, its fine. Stop worrying so much, we need Tacos now. That is what is important, tacos with your big bro.” He slides his arm around Rocks neck and drags him along. 

“Cut, get the door. And heck yeah Tacos on you, lets go.” He drags Rock out of the house and onto the street. “Look, taco time!” He points to the place down the street of a chili pepper with a sombrero and a huge mustache. It was all in delicious poor taste. 

[forteandgospel]

Contract

[vagrantinred]

Blues watched the other bots leave and then turned back to Rock and Cut, a grin on his face.”Okay so, bro, Forte actually helped me with my weird networking issue so I can leave the labs. So long as I can transmit data packets that update the computers with more core status I’m fine!”

He looked really excited, but looked at his little brothers and calmed down, putting a hand on each of their shoulders. “But this does not, in no way mean, that I’m ditching you guys again. Okay? I’m here to stay, thick and thin, no more being...a coward.” He says, looking towards Rock. 

“Lets get some tacos.” He says finally, done with the emotional stuff for now he picked up his scarf from where Treble had abandoned it and popped on his sunglasses, hiding his eyes. “I know a place.” He says and reaching up he slams the loading bay door closed. 

[vagrantinred]

Least favorite thing about the way you look? Favorite thing about the way you look?

Bro, I look amazing. Have you seen me? I’m hecka adorable man. 

[forteandgospel]

Contract

[rokkuman]

“We’re returning the chair in the morning.” Rock corrected with a sideways glance and snicker in Forte’s direction. “So you can sit in it until then!” Actually, now that Cut had mentioned it, he kind of wanted to try it out too. Ahem.

Looking toward the small crowd gathered in the doorway, Rock’s smile slowly faded into a look of confusion upon seeing the strange state his sister was in.

“…Roll?” He questioned, hesitating. He barely even noticed Forte announcing his departure.

“Why are you wearing armor?”

[jewelman-blog]

“Shh!” Jewel hissed at Copy, releasing her hand from his grip. She was on her own for explaining herself to Rock, as nothing he could possibly say would make the situation any less weird, and there was nothing NOT weird about finding Rock, Blues, and Forte hanging out alone with a massage chair.

The home security system not working suddenly made a lot more sense as accidental eye-contact was made with the SWN, and he was acknowledged with a nod. It was strange to see him again, after one night at the ‘prom’ and then entire year of not speaking, but the mining robot smiled politely anyway, offering a little wave.

“Leaving so soon?” Jewel called after him teasingly, trying to mask his disappointment. He really didn’t mind the first-gens at all, usually, but he typically felt his line was… well… more mature than theirs. Watching the only other person (apart from Blues!) on his level try to run off definitely left him wanting for company, suddenly.

[rolling-cutter-deactivated20200]

“Yessssss!” The tiny bot ditched Jewel and Copy and hopped into the chair. (Carefully, he wasn’t light! Wouldn’t want to break it.) Finally, his dreams of having a massage chair–one he conjured in the last ten seconds–have come true!

He gave Rock a friendly nod to acknowledge him and that, yes, they’d return the chair. Then sideglanced Copy’s way, a little too eager to hear her mess up explaining herself.

Leaning back comfortably, it gave Cut the perfect seat to watch what ended as the most boring daytime television he ever seen. And believe him, he had to power through a lot of soaps in his life unwillingly. 

 He wasn’t gonna tell Forte to get the fuck out, as much as he wanted to, but luckily the SWN gtfo’d himself. Trying to read the look on Blues’ and Jewel’s face, he raised a brow.

“So does one of you have a new boyfriend I’m not gonna like hearing about or what?” Half joking, half serious. 

[vagrantinred]

Blues let Forte extricate from his grip to finally step back, he waved to the others but watched the blond bot carefully for a moment. “Do you know how much data a robot processes on a regular basis, bro?” Blues pulls up his CMD. window and scans over a progress report filed since his last reboot. 

“I rebooted 4 days ago, and since then I’ve used, on average, 250 GIGABITES of data, every 4 hours. Robots are not cell phones dude, I mean I can work with 8 gigs, and I’m definitely not spitting on your gift. This is amazing, but unless I’m in a wifi hot spot dude, I’ll use my 8gigs of data a month in like 4 minutes if I don’t shut down my personal data and that would leave me blind from most communications other then texting and...well unlimited talk, as well as from accessing the internet. Also the most important question of them all right now, is why in the 9 hecks do you even have a cell phone for?” 

Blues finally looked over his shoulder when he spotted a tiny copy version of Jewel and his arms dropped, he looked tired suddenly as he turned around to stare at Copy. “Bro!” He snaps at him. “I thought I told you to get out of here! Go back to the fortress! Why are you even here?” He asks, exasperated, his red eyes wide as he ignored Cuts comment about secret boyfriends on a massage chair.