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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 18, 2013, 06:34:36 AM »
Despite being stabbed and slashed at twice, Strength continues to push past the pain as he grabs the blade just before it lands on him, red, ruby-like blood dribbling from where he had been stabbed and falling into dried shards on the floor as he puts his fists in front of him and deflects the oncoming volcanic blaze as though he had conjured up a barrier, barely missing Hermit, who continues to sit on his cane squarely behind the scar-bodied brute.

"Better be careful how you fight these guys," Hermit points out, "Even if your stamina is stronger than Chariot's, you're still completely vulnerable to bladed attacks and the inevitable loss of blood."

"Ah, shaddup!" Strength exclaims, "Unlike your good-for-nothing pupil, I can still fight standing up and without some pointed stick keeping me on my feet!"

"So you say," Hermit sighs while meagerly rocking back and forth on his cane.

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Off The Wall / Re: See ya later!/Welcome back!
« on: February 18, 2013, 05:42:29 AM »
Wrong video 8D

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OnmW5LYd_Js[/youtube]

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 18, 2013, 03:13:35 AM »
The two look to each other, seeming unsure, before making their way to the table and laying down to await their upgrades.



Having seen Wily Fighter teleport the two robots away, Hierophant figures they were out of harms way and pulls his head back around the corner to look for another means of checking up on the other cards.

His main concern was getting Emperor out of the control room before WilyII eventually notices him.  With the seemingly once good doctor gone via teleportation, it was impossible for him to try and get inside even if he was paying attention to the passcode he had punched in.

He knew the other cards were at the Ruined Lab, but he couldn't leave WDS without Emperor, and he knew Chariot, at least, wouldn't want to let them go back to the WDS with a maniac medical robot raring to find a way to rip their indestructible cards open.

His only option was either the upstairs broom closet, or the scrapyard where the Berbils worked.  Though there was a Robot Master patrolling the area, with such a vast room to fit more than several mountains of scrap, it would take a while for one single robot to even be aware that there was someone not designed after a bear intruding on his turf.

The only problem was the only stairwell he knew was right within eyesight of Medic Man, and he seemed itching for a game of cat and mouse.  He decides it was best to find another stairwell away from the major threat to climb back up to the previous floor where the dry, land-based scraps would be.

Hierophant peeks around the corner one last time to make sure Medic Man hasn't reached the area before heading off down the current hallway in search of another set of stairs.

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Off The Wall / Re: "What's Upsetting You Right Now?"
« on: February 17, 2013, 10:18:50 PM »
If everyone has to use their own dice, I may as well use a site that generates digital dice if I ever decide to join.

This would be my first choice when searching for it on google.  Just choose a number of 6d and it'll roll a random number.  I'll probably look for other sites that have the same features.

Also, although I'm not sure you're aware of this, but I am pretty loyal to rules being set up, so I have no problem not being able to control other people's characters (After all, that same rule has been thrown into every other major RP section I've joined in X9.com and other sides dedicated to its RP section) if the rule is written on the first post.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 01:03:06 PM »
Seeing Medic Man hop over the goop left over from Paint-It Man's mess, Hierophant quickly ducks behind the corner to avoid being seen, contemplating what to do at this point.  He couldn't go back to the broom closet on this floor, knowing it would be within enemy sights and he didn't want to be lumped into the same situation as Chariot after finding out he destroyed a robot to save his own card.

He cautiously made his way back to the other side of the Interrogation Room exterior, poking his head around the corner to see the two robots stop before Wily Fighter and nod in excitement about getting upgraded with the parts they were seriously lacking since being abandoned by the original Wily.  It seems as though they were going to be spared for their unique abilities, but Hierophant knew it would only be a matter of time before WilyII either runs out of FUNCTIONAL uses for Paint-It Man, or the painting robot runs out of ways to dodge his dissecting schemes and fall pray to whatever means will rip him open and spill the beans (or rather sticky, suctioning goop), all sever one of the CPU keeping them alive.

"For someone who's supposed to be on the side of good, you're being awfully considerate of those who work for the enemy," Death muses once again.  Hierophant pulls his head back to look towards her while avoiding exposing himself to the otherwise menacing-looking robots.

"I may be a priest, but I'm not as lawfully good as Justice," he grumbles, "I just can't stand the idea of a good-natured robot being obliviously treated like an eventual throwaway for something far more pleasing to a member of a family they serve."

Death leans to the side while placing her elbow on the inner edge of her cards frame, resting her cheek upon her gloved hand, "I think you shouldn't worry your materialized head over it.  Both of those robots are going to that Star, and once that paint bucket finds out what's going to happen to him, I'm sure Hajime will be more than happy to rescue him from that fate."

"Maybe so, but until then, I think it's best if I keep an eye on those robots just in case the old doctor figures out a way to separate them and get what he needs from the painting robot."

Death couldn't do much more than smirk at Hierophant's tenacity as he peeks back around the corner to see how Wily Fighter was going to outfit the two robots with the parts they need to get to the Wily Star II.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 09:23:28 AM »
Fix-It Man takes a few seconds to download the information into his memory banks before saluting, "Will do!  With WilyII's robots keeping the parts in place and my fixing ability, that Star will be back up and running in no time!"

He then heads off to find a vehicle to get him to the Star.

Hierophant watched from the corner, noticing only one of the two old robots heading out.  Concerned that something was happening to the other, he holds his staff in front of the wall he hid against and concentrated on the blue orb, causing a dim glow to illuminate and reveal the energy of both the remaining old robot and a second that had a dark pink signature, indicating a different type of repair unit with a sadistic, almost hot-blooded passion for ripping over whatever he's pointed to.



Paint-It Man looks between WilyII and Medic Man, seeming oblivious to what the organic doctor was hinting at.

"Oh, not to worry!  We'll have plenty of time to reveal more once we help you take over the world!"

He then turns around and starts swirling the spear-size paintbrush sticking out of his crown, changing the colors to pink and yellow.

"I hope you don't mind me painting an opening for myself, but I need to help paint over the parts even Fix-It Man wouldn't be able to cover up with his fast fixing skills."

With that, he pulls the brush out and slaps it onto the closed door, causing it to suddenly sink up to the tip of its rim in the ensuing puddle created by his dripping brush.  Before either of the two remaining occupants could drop their jaws in surprise, Paint-It Man jumps over and heads off in the direction Fix-It Man headed in.

Hierophant poked his head around the corner without being spotted, seeing the animated paint bucket march away while inadvertently swinging his brush side to side and throwing globs of paint all over the place.  The Zero Joes caught in the puddles suddenly fell up to the tips of their helmets in the goop, leading him to wonder if the person who built him took inspiration from Super Mario Sunshine when constructing him.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 08:35:24 AM »
The two were excited at the thought of being welcomed into another Wily's army as they jumped out of their chair and ran to either side of WilyII, grabbing their hands and shaking them, though thankfully not to the point of snapping them from their joints.

"Thank you so much, Dr. Wily II!" Paint-It Man said.

"We will not disappoint you!" Fix-It Man says before both let go of him to avoid shaking him unconscious.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 08:12:22 AM »
"The mishap was leaving us behind to save himself!" Paint-It Man proclaims.

"We had no idea he disappeared until we came back for a recharge and found the entire place ransacked and abandoned," Fix-It Man continues, "And without the original Wily around to individualize our CPU, we couldn't shut our brother down long enough to fix the entire lab good as new."

"Not to mention Fix-It and my CPU are the only things protecting him from the 'Rampage' glitch that will drive him mad with destruction if either one of us is shut down for no more than a minute!  Shutting both of us down will send him into a rage even YOU couldn't control!" Paint-It Man adds by pointing dramatically at WilyII.

"We can only assume it was the original Wily's last laugh at Mega Man for chasing him out before he had the chance to call back his robots," Fix-It Man sighs, "Leave us behind to be found by the forces of good only to inflict one last stab of confusion as they try to sever a code only the original Wily knew how to decode, and inevitably cause a mishap that will send our brother on a rampage no one could stop short of destroying him and shutting us down in the process."

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 06:58:42 AM »
"Well, up until the mishap that drove him away, his original thought for creating us was 'genius'," Fix-It Man proclaims proudly.

"Pure inspiration from the movie 'Wreck-It Ralph'!" Paint-It Man continues.

"Send a wrecking robot into the city to stir up trouble, send us to fix it, then have him run loose and destroy everything we fix while we fix everything he destroys!"

"The city was so baffled and confused they didn't know who to stop or what to save!"

"He was going to send us loose around the world to cause the same chaos, but then Mega Man showed up and chased him out of town!"

"We've been trying to fix the place up after Mega Man wrecked everything, but each time we did, our brother would show up and destroy it!"

"But now that he's locked up in the old Ruined lab, we'll be able to get everything back up and running so the original Wily can return to enact his revenge on that blue menace!"



Hierophant quickly found that the Interrogation room was one giant square within a sea of mazes, and managed to get to the other side of the corner within a few minutes.  But upon peeking around the corner, he finds an army of green, bulky Joes standing guard around the door.

Not that he was planning to bust in.  He just wanted to get a closer look at these old robots to better decide if he was going to save their mechanical necks or not.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 05:22:07 AM »
Strength easily bites back the pain of the electricity coursing through his body before bashing his fists into the ground, causing the surge to leave his body and flood the carpeted floor.  Hermit quickly jumps to a handstand on his wooden cane to avoid getting caught in the surge.

"Hey!  I told you to mind the internal damages!" he exclaims, waving his lantern-held fist at Strength, "You wanna get us all in trouble with both the Resistance and our boss!?"

He then flips over and sits on the thick, circular end of the cane, "It's situations like this I almost wish he sent Tower instead of you!  At least he listens to protocol instead of impulse...!"

It wasn't long before more soldiers showed up, most likely to take on the only brute itching to relieve some stress the only way he knew how.  Bored of waiting, he looks out the window next to him, seeing Magician float by with Bin Man in tow, hugging the gold Refractor Crystal while singing happily at the thought of being rewarded for his find.

"Hmmm....  Sometimes I wish I didn't volunteer to simmer his impulse...." he sighs.



Hierophant remained still as he heard the footsteps approach before the sound of the door shutting and locking comes to ear.  He waits until the sound fades before carefully pushing his way towards the door and rattling it to make sure that the door was completely locked.

"Great choice, hiding in the broom closet," Death chuckles, "So how do you intend to get out without drawing attention to yourself?  I'd love to help, but since I'm still in card form, not even my titanium-sharp scythe can cut through the bolt."

Hierophant tries to ignore Death as he steps back and points his gold staff at the lock bolt firing a white beam of energy that broke it in half with a barely audible snap.  He opens the door just enough to poke his head out and look around to make sure no one had noticed before slipping out, with Death not far behind, shuts the door and uses his staff to repair the bolt.  Not wanting to stick around and see who may have heard the noise, he heads down the opposite end of the hallway, intending to find an alternative to get to wherever the old model robots were being taken to and observe what might be going on between them and WilyII.



Paint-It Man and Fix-It Man salute proudly as they march into the Interrogation Room and found a chair to sit down in.

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Forum Games / Re: "What Are You Thinking Now?"
« on: February 17, 2013, 04:34:54 AM »
I don't think Tron or Roll would have the parts, or knowhow, to build something that would inadvertently rip through time and space.

But having remembered a 4koma I once read where the Bonne family stumbled across a familiar ruin, and an unexpected run in with Mega Man Zero, I figured maybe the Bonne or Glyde family could stumble across a ruin with a portal that could take them to any world they desire, but while trying to figure out how to activate it, they accidentally damage the console, causing a malfunction that merged them with the first world closest to their greatest desires, which inadvertently ended up being RPM.

While trying to figure out how to fix the problem, the Glyde family stumble across the lore of Dragon Sky, summon him and tricked him into erasing all his memories, turning him into a slave they constantly abused to get everything they desired while the other characters are left oblivious to the situation.  And from there is when the RP begins.

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Forum Games / Re: "What Are You Thinking Now?"
« on: February 17, 2013, 04:08:42 AM »
I was going to show the post where Dragon Sky was first introduced in the Busy World RP, but since the RP is kinda dead and in need of a serious resurrection, I figured I may as well explain it now.

Dragon Sky, according to what Dr. Wily II pointed out when he first introduced him into the Busy World RP, is a moody version of Shenron, he only grants wishes when he feels like it, and he can grant up to seven depending on what kind of mood he's in.

People can summon him as many times as they want, but if he's in a foul mood, he may not even listen to their desires and disappear without warning.  But after the Glyde Family finds out about his existence and tricks him into wishing away his memories, they began abusing his powers to gain whatever they want without realizing the consequence that may or may not have been brought up if the Dragon Sky was going to be used again prior to Busy World being locked (Which has been inspired by the lore of Dragon Ball GT where Shenron states he needs at least 100 years to rest before he can grant another wish).

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Forum Games / Re: "What Are You Thinking Now?"
« on: February 17, 2013, 03:47:34 AM »
I'm contemplating rethinking the concept for the Magical DASH RP.  I feel I could have come up with a better idea for having the RPM and Legends world merge than a botched wish.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 03:26:46 AM »
Strength thrusts his fist up while slapping his hand on his elbow joint, "Bah!  You think I can't handle a bunch of holographic meat sticks!?  I've dealt with armies a thousand times as swarmed as your 'Casual Mode' re-spawns!"

Hermit rolls his eyes, though you probably wouldn't know this due to his bushy eyebrows covering them, "And he completely missed the question.  So much for handling this in a stealthy sort of behavior...."

Strength barely acknowledged his remark as he charges at the trio again, twirling his body around while sticking his fists out in a move similar to Zangief's Red Cyclone.  Unfortunately, he failed to realize the lack of gravity made from the near airless portion of the hallway was hampering the speed that would normally come from pulling off such a parodied wrestling move.  Hermit just stays in the background, deciding not to get involved in Strength's random impulse for destruction.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 17, 2013, 12:56:37 AM »
"Well, that didn't take long," Strength chuckles as at least three people rushed towards them, "And obviously they aren't human either, otherwise they'd be suffocating in this now airless room."

"Whoever they are, they obviously are a huge fan of Fire Emblem," Hermit mutters while cocking his head to one side, "I'd suggest heading back, but it looks like whoever sent them has also activated some kind of barrier to keep us from escaping."

"Bah!  Why should we run!?" Strength proclaimed while banging his fists together, "Let's pummel these meat sticks!"

"Those meat sticks have swords, you know; and try not to damage the surrounding area.  We don't want the Resistance misinterpreting anything that could hurt our reputation." Hermit calls out, though aware of Strength's lack of attention when charging into the heat of battle...whatever heat there is.

As Strength neared the trio, he bends forward and catapults off the ground, using the near weightless gravity to launch him into a shoulder bash towards the first person that was within his trajectory.



Chariot grunts as he staggers to sit up from the impact of the explosions and ensuing cave-in that threw them from the entrance.

"Seems to me like they don't want anyone else trespassing into the lab," Hanged Man muses, "Such a shame they didn't notice the millions of windows that could just as easily invite an intruder into what should be a forgotten relic."

Chariot unattentively slams his foot against the back of Hanged Man's card, mashing him to the floor, though it did little to jar his nonchalant behavior, while bouncing the rest of his body to a standing position.

"I can handle a 30 story drop!" he hissed while looking towards the destroyed staircase leading back to the upper floors, "Getting to those windows is going to be another matter."

He then kicks Hanged Man's card into his hand and shoves him into his chest plate before heading towards the staircase and jumping up to grab the first step that was still intact.  The grabbed step surprisingly stayed intact as he used it to haul himself onto the rest of the staircase and climbed them up to the upper floor where the control room stood.

Once back in the control room, Chariot barely overhears a conversation between WilyII and one of his robots about the apprehension of the two from the Ruined Lab.  Though he hoped the successor would be as favorable to the idea of having more repair robots as the two had been boasting about, he couldn't help but worry that something was going to happen to them once they've served their purpose.  And having already overheard what would happen if both of them were destroyed, he wasn't about to let some out of control older robot run loose and destroy everything he had been spending who knows how long trying to dominate.

He looks between the computer console and the wall of monitors, trying to figure out how to get that message across without exposing him and the other cards hiding in the lab.  From what he's learned since activation, every creator has two sets of blueprints, the original, physically drawn copy, and a digital one scanned into the computer for obvious reasons.  If the original Wily is just as smart as his successor, he would have to have scanned in every blueprint he drew up for safekeeping in case he needed inspiration, or an excuse to resurrect the ones that had been destroyed in the past.

Chariot begins typing into the computer, trying to find where those blueprints were being kept.  Eventually the lone monitor closest to the console switches to a Win 20XX desktop and opens one of the many folders all but covering up the large, skull acting as the background, revealing a slue of blueprints for robots both constructed and still in the pipelines at the time of the original Wily's disappearance.  After typing some more, a large blueprint took up the entire screen, showing the internal drawings of a sibling squad consisting of twin younger brothers Fix-It Man, the paint bucket robot, Paint-It Man, and their demolishing, Hulk-size older brother, Wreck-It Man.

The blueprint had everything the robots boasted about since being found, the shared CPU, the fact that if Wreck-It Man dies, they die with him, and if both of them were destroyed, his circuits would go haywire, driving him mad with destruction, and the original Wily's intentions for creating them (something a blueprint probably shouldn't have).

WilyII's departure to the Interrogation Room gave Chariot an opportunity to send the blueprints, via network sharing, to his computer so when he gets back he'll be warned of the consequences and do something to keep a possible rampage from ruining any plans he had for RPM City.



Hierophant eventually reaches the door to the next floor's room, using the blue orb on his, 3ft, golden staff to scan the interior for any wandering robots or WilyII.  Having found nothing walking around, he opens the door and slips into the room, finding himself in another maze of hallways and doors.

"This is going to take forever," he groans, "Maybe I should just use my staff to keep watch of everything that's going on around here."

"You're still going to have to find an empty room to hide in," Death muses, "Spying on every single card in this area could take all the concentration you have."

Hierophant lets out another groan before heading off down the hall and using his staff to identify which door didn't have robots or cameras wired within the corresponding room.  He eventually finds one which was ironically labeled "Broom Closet".

"It's amazing how a robotisist would even have a room for archaic cleaning materials," Death muses again.

"Considering how many destruction robots he creates, I shouldn't be surprised," Hierophant mutters before opening the door only to quickly stumble out of the way as a ton of brooms, mops and garden tools (o-O) topple loudly onto the floor.

Panicked at the thought of someone hearing the noise, Hierophant quickly scoops up the tools and clambers into the closet, shutting the door while attempting to rearrange the near crowded room into a more neatly spaced area.  Death, who had followed him inside, just floats near corner, watching amusingly as he looks between the now rearranged, but still barely spacious room and the door to make sure they haven't been spotted yet.

No sooner had he began to sigh with relief that they haven't caused a ruckus yet, he heard faint voices heading towards their direction.

"Say, where are you taking us anyway?"

"Just keep quiet and stay in formation!  You'll get your answer when we get there!"

Hierophant holds his staff between his eyes and the door, concentrating on it as the orb glows brightly, revealing the glowing energy of two sets of robots passed by the door.  Eight were dark crimson, the obvious color of a Wily robot designed purely for combat, and two were a brighter gray, an odd color for models who seem to believe they were part of the Wily army.  And there appears to be a CPU line wired between them with a third stretched far beyond the WDS, suggesting they were part of a single program that could affect one another if either one of them were shut down or destroyed.

He quickly cut off his concentration, causing the orb to stop glowing as he waits almost breathlessly for them to pass by before deciding whether to abandon the only hiding place he could find to pursue this new curiosity, or stay focused on locating the whereabouts of the remaining half of the deck.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 16, 2013, 06:35:54 AM »
Seeing a flash heading towards the entrance, Chariot quickly lashed out, grabbed Hanged Man's card, and yanks him away just as a blast flew past them and exploded near the staircase leading to the upper floors of the lab.

"Aw....  I didn't think you'd care," Hanged Man coos while still remaining ignorant of the situation that had just occurred, "I figured you, of all people, should have known that we cards are indestructible to all forms of weaponry."

Chariot half-consciously slams the screen end of the card against the wall, more to shut Hanged Man up than knock him out, as he eyes the entrance to make sure the Joes hadn't noticed his grab and rushed back in to scour the place for him and the whereabouts of the other cards.



Bin Man eventually arrives at the entrance of the Sex Station, drifting into the open hanger and looking around before noticing a gold-colored Refractor Crystal pressed against the doorway leading further into the station.

"There it is!" he yips excitedly, "Now I can take it back to Hajime and get my reward!"

Strength showed up shortly afterwards, dragging Magician along with him while Hermit drifts meekly after them to find Bin Man nearing the crystal.  But as the garbage disposal robot reached over to grasp the crystal he accidentally misjudged his grasp, pushing the crystal into the door and breaking it off its hinges.

A sudden force of suction blew from hallway, causing the crystal to fly into Bin Man and knock him straight into the vastness of space.  Hermit looks between Strength and the still choke-held Magician before clearing his throat.

"Welp, no point in sticking around here now that we've got what we came here for," he chuckles before looking towards Strength, "You'd better go catch Bin Man.  Magician and I will close the door so the entire station doesn't suffocate from the lack of oxygen."

"Ho-oh no!" Strength proclaims while tossing Magician aside, "We've already gotten this far into the station without being spotted; why not go all the way!?"

Magician suddenly got into Strength's face, "Why do you think!?  Letting your daughter and the other loose cards run amok in his territory is harrowing enough!  But if the Resistance finds out what's been going on behind the scenes, and that old man finds out how they became aware of it, regardless of whether we've been captured and prodded of information or not, he'll still use it as an excuse to keep roping us to his side, and inevitably destroy the purpose of remaining neutral to both sides!"

"Take it easy, Magician," Strength snickers, "I've played Metal Gear Solid; I know everything there is to know about being stealthy!  I just gotta be careful not to get caught by any remaining Resistance members that might have stayed behind to guard the place!"

Magician tries to protest, but Strength had already muscled his way through the suctioning doorway and drifts down the near gravitating hallway.  Hermit watched before shaking his head.

"This guy puts Fool completely to shame," he sighs before looking towards the Magician, "You go after Bin Man, I'll try and knock some sense into Strength."

He then drifts into the hallway as the oxygen level reaches a point where the suction wasn't as strong, leaving Magician to float near the doorway before letting out a logically silent yell, slams the door and flies off after Bin Man's still drifting figure.

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Forum Games / Re: "What Are You Thinking Now?"
« on: February 16, 2013, 03:40:38 AM »
Isn't Super Smash Bros. RPG enough? 8D

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 16, 2013, 03:33:49 AM »
(I am sending Bin Man, Magician, Strength, and Hermit to the Sex Station, so maybe you could be a lone defender chasing away "unidentified intruders" while the rest of the Resistance are away 8D)

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 16, 2013, 03:19:08 AM »
Emperor couldn't help but place his hands on his cheeks and squeal at another session of spinning.  Thankfully, his card still had its mute on, preventing any noise from reaching the maniacal doctor's ears.



Both Wily Robots threw their hands up in surrender.

"Oh, of course not!" the paint bucket robot chirps.

"We wouldn't think of grouping with anyone who hasn't met us yet!" Fix-It Man proclaims, "But as the last known creations of the original Dr. Wily, we would be grateful to serve your Wily and his friends however they please!"

Chariot continues to stay backed against the interior entrance, seeing the two robots head out and await apprehension.  But as he was about to heave a relieved sigh and wait for the army to leave, a card-like shadow drifts towards the lab exit.  Snapping his head towards it, he sees Hanged Man floating by, waving nonchalantly towards him.

"Dear me...." he sighs sounding disappointed, "It seems in all my drifting I've somehow wound up back here...."

He then shrugs as he nears the exit, "Oh well....  This place is too bright, and the paint job is too hot and electrifying for my particular taste...."

Chariot wanted to run out after him, but doesn't want to startle the Joes into shooting everything that moved erratically.  Frustrated, he grabbed part of his cape and began biting it in a vain attempt to simmer his temper and avoid giving himself away when there may be a possibility the Joes would be too wrapped up in the two forgotten Wily robots to notice the card float by.



"That's an odd position to sleep in," muses a familiar voice.  Hierophant musters the energy to push one eye open to see Death floating over him with her usual, sadistic smirk.

"It's not...like I wanted to be knocked out...like this...." he grumbles before struggling to push himself back onto his feet only to inadvertently topple onto his stomach, adding an unnecessary headache to his already arsenal of agony.  He muffles a strained groan before dragging himself to his knees and rubbing the pain from his head and back.  Death's smirk widens.

"So I heard Emperor's trapped himself in the doctor's control room...." she muses again, "How are you planning to get him out now that you've been fully materialized?"

"Well, getting in through the ceiling's no longer possible since I can't fly at the moment," Hierophant grumbles while grabbing his priest hat and plopping it neatly back onto his head, "Maybe the doctor's got a spare control room I could spy on and at least make sure everyone's okay."

"Lots of luck trying that," Death said, "The guy's got a ton of network security making sure no one pries into his business.  He'll have his robots bearing down on you the second you activate those cameras."

"What other choice do I have?  I can't just leave him there even if he's bring this entire fiasco on himself!"

Hierophant then heaves a frustrated sigh before heading down the other set of stairs into the next room, hoping to find some kind of control room that would let him keep watch of everyone's whereabouts without being caught immediately.  Death watches him leave before shrugging nonchalantly and following after him, having nothing better to do with her own predicament.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 15, 2013, 10:20:27 AM »
(Yep.  Just Hierophant)

Emperor struggles to keep stoic as he pulls up a partially curled piece of paper and a feather tipped pen, poking his head around the card without being seen to observe everything WilyII is doing.

Now.... he thinks to himself, Reveal all your secrets so that I may become a better ruler of the deck than my feminine counterpart....



Both Fix-It Man and the paint bucket robot slipped, towards the entrance, raising their hands as if imitating an Indian's greeting.

"Greetings, fellow Wily robots!" the paint bucket robot chirps, "We're so glade you're here!  I'm sure Dr. Wily II's friend would need extra help keeping that Wily Star II safe while me and Fix-It Man help him repair get it back up and running!"

Chariot stayed hidden near the entrance, making sure not to expose himself unless the Joes start attacking without further thought.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 15, 2013, 09:29:21 AM »
Hajime shuts off his end of the communicator before turning the dragon mech around to face the still smoldering Broom Man and Mop Man, using his Force Metal Generator to heal what little damage he gave them.

"Alright, what's going on between Strength and Bin Man that you felt the need to spill in front of the Doc?" he sighed, sounding irritable.

Both brothers shook the daze from their systems before standing to attention, "We're sorry, boss!  We tried to stop them, but Bin Man's so obsessed with the debris left behind by that fight earlier, he's manipulated himself into thinking you'll let him snack on them if he gets the Refractor Crystal he claims has drifted into the Sex Station!"

"We know you wouldn't care as long as the Star's back up and running, but if the Resistance see him there, they might capture him and make him work for them without so much as a threat!"

The dragon's head almost butts the two sweeping robots in their stick bodies, "And the reason you came back to tell me this instead of going after them is...!?"

The two almost hugged each other at the thought of being burned alive.  With WilyII constantly calling him for status reports, and them and World almost spilling the beans to his ever scheming minds, just asking him for permission to go back to Junkyard and search for a spare crystal may as well be asking for the rest of the day off...in pieces.

"Right...." Mop Man mutters, drifting further back, "We'll just...go after Bin Man and drag him back here...."

"Sorry to bother you, Boss...." Broom Man mutters as well while following his brother's drifting distance.

World, meanwhile had moved back to where the core room for the Wily Star II would be, using her third eye to observe the whereabouts of the cards still running lose on RPM.

"Well, that settles it!" Judgment proclaimed while tapping her trumpet against her shoulder, "Those kids are better off not knowing the type of trouble we're about to cause by fixing this Star."

"I suppose you're right...." World sighs, "Even if we get attacked by the Resistance, Hajime probably wouldn't want them getting involved even if they understood who they're fighting against."

She then raises her fingers towards her third eye, "Still, I believe it's best to materialize the rest of the cards hiding in that ruined lab so they can defend themselves if Dr. Wily II does catch onto our separation and send some of his robots to capture them."

"Oh no you don't!  We're not falling for that again!" Empress explodes as she jumps out of the deck and grabs World's hair, jerking her head back just as she was getting ready to fire her materialization beam.

"Eek!  Stop it, Empress!  Not while I-!"

But it was too late, the pupil of World's third eye glows and fires a rainbow beam back towards RPM, missing the Ruined Lab and straight into WDS.



Hierophant eventually found a doorway leading to a flight of stairs; most likely in case of emergencies that elevators couldn't solve.  He quickly slips into the stairwell, moving towards the downward slop while sticking his head out the card to see where the door might be, finding it two levels from the room he came out of.

But as he was nearing the slop of the ceiling, a rainbow beam hit the back of his card, causing the screen to flash before ballooning him out to his actual, teenage size while leaving the back of the card stuck to his back.  With his full weight outmatching that of the card, Hierophant could no longer stay situated against the ceiling and falls onto the sharp edges of the stairs, tumbling head over heels until he slammed against the wall near the bend of the stairwell, upside down with his lower body dangling in front of his face and his priest hat rolling in circles near the bottom of the stairs.

Heavily dazed and in a world of pain, Hierophant coughs a strain while struggling to get back onto his feet with his senses reconfiguring themselves from the shock and surprise.



Judgment grabbed Empress and pulled half of her out of the card, shaking her dizzy.

"Why you overzealous dimwit!" she exclaims, "Why couldn't you just switch to your motherly side and let things be!?  You atta be lucky there aren't any other cards running loose in there!"

World decides it was best not to correct Judgment, given the mood everyone was currently in just going against their tarot characteristics.  The High Priestess pops out of the deck, floating beside World.

"Just let the cards be," she said, "As long as Chariot's with them, and Sun is out of her card, they'll be just fine."

World looks over to High Priestess before sighing again, "I suppose you're right.  And it's not like Sun is a baby at heart; she only remains in that form to conserve energy."

High Priestess pulls out a book and begins reading it, "Let's get back to helping the Robot Masters fix up this Star.  The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can focus on getting the other cards back."

World nods as she heads off to check on the other Robot Masters, leaving Judgment and Empress to bicker among themselves of what had just happened.



Fix-It Man eventually looks out the window, seeing the Joes making their way into the lab.

"Hey look!  There's a bunch of robots heading into the lab!" he exclaims while pointing towards the moving robots.

"What do they look like?" The paint bucket robot asked.

"Well...they look like Joe models, but they're bulkier and I think one of them's painted red."

The paint bucket robot scratches where his chin would be while thinking, "So...you say they're Joe models; only Wily would know anything about creating Joes.  So either he's aware of the hacking and sending the robots down here to attack us, or he knows who we are and are sending the robots here to help his friend fix the Wily Star II."

He runs over to Fix-It Man and grabs his hands, "This is perfect!  All we have to do is talk to those Joes and let them know we're on their side, and they'll know to help us find the coordinates and travel with us to where the Star is!"

"But...what if they're the shoot-first-ask-questions-later kind of robots?" Fix-It Man mutters, "Our CPU is the only thing keeping our brother sane and humanly.  If either one of us are destroyed, the Wreck-All virus activates and he'll be running loose, bashing every single object that comes into view!"

The two immediately turned towards Chariot, who was still hiding under the console.

"Hey, Mr. Knight Guy!  Can you come with us and act as a shield in case they're the shoot-first-ask-questions-later type of robots?" the paint bucket robot asked.

Chariot pokes his head out from behind the console, "What makes you so sure they won't deem you a threat just because someone who's obviously not made by Wily is standing nearby?"

"You don't have to stand in plain sight if you're that frightened," Fix-It Man said, "Just stay in the shadows and wait until they start shooting, then rush out and save us!"

Hearing the word "frightened" felt like someone had stabbed ten swords into his spine.  Everything he had been doing up to this point has been going against what he, as a tarot card, represents.  But at the same time, he didn't want to aggravate Hajime or anyone else who didn't want to humor a side they obviously weren't meant to serve.

By the time he got his mindset straight, the two Wily I robots had already left the control room, making their way towards the entrance of the ruined lab.  He fakes a growl while rubbing his hands against the sides of his helmet before crawling out from under the console and following after the two robots, staying hidden near one side of the entrance while the other two ducked behind the other side and slowly poked their heads out to get a better look at the army of Joes.

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Forum Games / Re: Add a caption to the previous poster's avatar, ROUND TWO!
« on: February 14, 2013, 08:13:58 AM »
"Hey you, camera guy!  A little higher please!" B(

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Forum Games / Re: "What Are You Thinking Now?"
« on: February 14, 2013, 08:12:12 AM »
That strangely reminds me of an RP my sister once did where Superheroes can be whatever they want, but have one glaring flaw that keeps them from doing even the most simplest of task.

For example, my sister was a superwoman sort of character who can only use one power at a time.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 14, 2013, 06:14:41 AM »
(Such a shame WilyII didn't have a Net Navi network to deal with this sort of situation 8D)

Hajime barely took his attention off the small screen on the console near the dragon's belly even after he hit the button to "silence" Broom Man and Mop Man's need to divulge unwanted information.

"We've managed to gather all of the exterior parts that had been scattered throughout space," he said nonchalantly, "If we don't get any unneeded interruptions, we should have the Star back up and running by the end of the day."



"What's this!?" the paint bucket yelps while digging through WilyII's IT coordinates, "What's this strange exclamation symbol that keeps flashing at the bottom right corner of the monitor!?"

"Looks to me like someone else is hacking into the other Wily's computer!" Fix-It Man proclaims.

"We can't have that!" the paint bucket robot exclaims furiously, "We must do something about this outside intruder at once so we can help Dr. Wily II's friend repair that Star!"

"But....  What can we do...?" Fix-It Man mutters, "We only know how to fix and paint things!  We weren't programmed to deal with hackers and other threats that may involve fighting!"

Chariot, meanwhile, heard something outside and runs towards the nearest window in the room to find seven army green, bulky-looking robots and one samurai-like red robot marching along the Bridge of Evil in a V formation towards the ruins.

He knew it was only a matter of time before someone from the WDS caught onto the hacking and sent some robots down here to try and put a stop to it.  Whether WilyII would recognize the robots or not was up for debate.

Erika pops up from behind him, seeing the menacing-looking robots nearing the ruined lab and realizing what could happen if they were the "shoot before asking" type.  She turns her card around, trying to think of something before quickly flying towards the Lovers and Sun, trying to sport a curious and excited look.

"Say!  You guys wanna take me and Temperance on a tour of this place!?" she asked, "It's so huge and colorful, there has to be other places we haven't checked out that could help make this place more lively and fun!"

Rini and Sun look to each other, then towards the ceiling while placing their fingers on their chin and thinking before looking back to Erika.

"Awight!" Rini chirps, "Let's go find Mariska and show you around!" she then floats out of the control room, "I think I saw her heading upstairs earlier...."

Chariot watched as the younger group of cards head into the hallway and in the direction of the staircase, which led away from where the entrance to the lab was, before heading towards the computers and ducking into a slot between the main console and the monitors overhead.  The two Robot Masters were too caught up contemplating how to rectify the earlier hacking to notice any other problems heading towards them.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW
« on: February 13, 2013, 06:50:33 AM »
WilyII's call couldn't come at a daunting time.  Just as Hajime had opened a channel, World suddenly shows up beside his dragon mech.

"Hey, Hajime.  We're starting to get worried about the cards that ar...." World's word suddenly hangs when she suddenly notices circular frequencies emitting from the dragon mech's horns, quickly rewording the subject she was about to bring up, trying to sport a cutesy kitty grin, "...re still in the deck!  Oh, they're REALLY getting bored sitting around, doing nothing for the past hour or so!"

She then points towards the dragon horns, "But...seeing as you're currently busy talking to someone VERY important, I think they can wait a LITTLE longer for you to finish before working up another fuss!"

Unfortunately, her attempt to keep WilyII out of the loop and avoid an unnecessary waste of energy was quickly dashed when Broom Man and Mop Man rushed back in a panic.

"Boss!  Boss!  We got an emergency!" Broom Man yelps, swaying side to side, "Bin Man's disappeared into the Sex Shack, claiming the Refractor Crystal's drifted inside somewhere!"

Fountains of sweat began pouring down World's currently furry face as she struggles to get their attention by daintily waving her paw-like hand towards them, but Mop Man's antics almost distracted them from noticing.

"We tried to stop him; really, we did!  But that idiot, Strength encouraged him to keep going and even dragged-!"

The dragon head suddenly swivels around and spews a beam of plasma fire at them, turning them into black, almost bald wooden sticks.

"Oops...." Broom Man grunts, "I done think we failed to notice the dragon antenna emitting frequency waves...."

The two slowly began to drift away, still in their frozen panicked poses.

"Sorry boss....  We'll...come back when you're not in that secretive mood...."

The dragon head then turns to World, who lets out a dainty "eep" while Tarot Cat's tail balloons into a near crooked stick of fluff before buckling her knees together and placing her folded paws near the side of her cheek, widening her cutesy, yet nervous smile.

"Move along, kids!  Mr. Tanaka wants to spend some alone time with his customer!" she giggles nervously while drifting back towards the reassembling Wily Star II.

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