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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 26, 2012, 10:51:51 AM »

The Berbils working on Junk Man had just finished repairing the damaged core caused by the EMP explosion, making sure it was free from the magnetic surges that were keeping him from activating properly.  By the time they got that done, he appeared to be regaining consciousness.

The orange Berbil quickly grabs the ink-stained Berbil and leapt off the table, wanting Junk Man to recover on his own without the first thing he sees being the very source of his near destruction.

Halfway down the room, they noticed boforte laying on the table, nagging Medic Man to repair him.  The two look to each other, wondering if they should bother getting involved or not.


The purple Berbil was among the ones that went into the scrap yard, deciding it was probably best to make the most of her time spent here rather than worry about whether or not they were going to be rescued anytime soon.  Considering how the Berbils felt after failing to be rescued twice, it was a safe bet they would be stuck as WilyII's slaves for the rest of their lives, or until this war is tipped in the Resistance's favor and they finally return to the life they once lived.


Hajime and co. eventually arrived near the windows to the Storage Lab, seeing two teleportors with fuel cells appearing two at a time.  He looks towards his Robot Masters, who nod, reluctantly, and began picking up their share of the load.  Tarot Cat wanted to help, but was too flustered with Strength and Tower bickering over who has the better capacity to do anything but try and break up the ensuing fight.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 25, 2012, 11:54:00 PM »

Hearing WilyII directions from the speaker near the door, Hajime stares up at the camera hovering over it before turning towards the truck once again.

"On second though, I might need Minotaur Man, Concession Man and Bin Man's help too just to carry the fuel cells my wires couldn't gather back here."

The three chosen Robot Masters look to each other before nodding reluctantly and climbing out to follow Hajime and Tarot Cat to their assigned destination.


After checking up on Berbil Joe, Jade decides to head back to the hanger upon hearing dead space for the past few minutes.  She soon finds that the fox creature and the source of its entertainment had since disappeared.  Not that it was any of her business, but she feels the remaining forces may need to be reported on this.

Unfortunately, she couldn't find anyone authoritative enough to want to listen to her findings, so she decides instead to head back to Berbil Joe's confinement and continue muddling through his programming to rid it of the contamination manipulating his circuits.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 25, 2012, 02:01:24 AM »

Afro failed to notice that the speakers were still on, but Hajime trusts Tarot Cat would handle the situation and starts driving further into the hanger to secure the carts needed to store and carry the broken pieces of the Wily Star II around.

"You guys stay here and keep an eye on the truck," he said before looking, reluctantly towards Tarot Cat, "You, come with me just in case Doc tries to pull something that I can't defend against.  However...."

He pauses a moment to yank Justice out of the deck and toss it towards the other Robot Masters, "Why don't you boys keep her company.  I don't want anymore...complications during our 'reunion'."

Justice began to protest and fly towards Hajime only to be held back by Beast Man, "Don't you dare leave me here, Hajime!  The Fool needs my help more than you think!"

Hajime turns and points at the card, "Don't make me mummify you with duct tape."

Justice immediately becomes squeamish, remembering how the Devil suffered the same punishment for daring Tarot Cat into trimming Botanic Woman's bush into a manly physique, and had to spend weeks trying to pick the sticky end of the tape off his holographic screen.  She nearly sinks below the frame while muttering a very squeaky "Yes sir...."

Hajime lets out a relieved sigh before heading further into the station with Tarot Cat following close behind, looking towards Justice with a nervous, somewhat disappointed look on his near featureless face.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 24, 2012, 11:21:01 PM »

Pyro flew towards the Wily Star II careening wildly and incidentally avoiding its defenses. Oblivious to the danger before him the fox boy laughed above the blaring alarms and plowed into the fortress. The craft's force field absorbed the impact, for the most part, and slowed it down until it came to a full stop in Dr. Wily II's inner sanctum. Its canopy popped out and Pyro jumped onto the craft's crumpled nose. He crouched out on all fours and smiled with his trademark silly grin.

"Hi!" he greeted and looked to Dr. Wily II, "Are you my mommy?"  

(You might want to fix that, Pyro.  WilyII is still in his WDS, and the Wily Star II is still destroyed)

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 24, 2012, 10:59:01 AM »

WilyII could tell by Hajime's nonchalant face that he wasn't buying a word he said, but at the same time didn't want to care too much to make a big fuss out of.

The same, however, could not be said for Justice, who leaps out of the deck and presses picture end of the card against the monitor.

"How dare you!  Hajime has no time to mingle with the likes of you, especially when there are serious matters going on that he should never be apart of-!"

She's quickly interrupted by Tarot Cat grabbing her and pulling her back while "ni"ing at her to calm down, while the Devil pecks out from the deck and snickers at her current misfortune.  Beast Man looks over to Hajime.

"Tell me again why you decided to let Justice come along?" he grumbles, "You know how lawfully good she is; she probably won't even help defend us if the Resistance try to attack while we're in the middle of repairs."

"Tarot Cat claimed it tried to reason with her, but she still insisted on being added to the deck," Hajime sighs while lifting his glasses up to rub his temples.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 24, 2012, 10:23:33 AM »

Upon hearing WilyII through the speakers in the hanger, Hajime uses two of the wires to grab the bickering tarot cards and shove them back into the deck behind Tarot Cat's back.

"I'd say ready when you are, but considering how antsy my Robot Masters are about being seen on the bad side of business, I think it'd be best to get the fueling over and done with so we can fix your Star without being spotted by the remaining Resistance members that might be on patrol."

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 24, 2012, 09:15:49 AM »

Hajime eventually arrives at the hanger area of the WDS, finding the welding work the Berbils had done earlier patched up by most likely Afro-Shroom.

He can tell the doctor was busy with something else; his focus on some all but out of control explosion of anger being let loose into another city.  As much as he wants to let the doctor do his work, he wants to get the Wily Star II back up and running so he doesn't provoke anymore unnecessary backlash from the easily misunderstood.

Tarot Cat suddenly drops onto his head, looking as blanked out as ever.

"Nyo!  Nyo-nyo!" it piped.  A wire slithers out of Hajime's arsenal pack and hauls it off.

"No, Tarot, you can't press any of the shiny buttons," he grumbles, "The last thing we need is to give him more reasons to keep me latched onto his side."

Tarot Cat cocks its head to the side while furrowing his eyebrows, "Nyoooooooooo....~"

One of the cards jumped out of the deck on Tarot's back, its picture a Magical Drop version of the Devil.  The picture was animate, pressing its side against Tarot's cheek while he leaned his elbow against the edge of the frame, then flops his cheek onto his balled fist.

"Hey!  Don't look so down!  You'll have plenty of chances to have as much fun as you like!" he smirks.

Another card flew out of the deck and stops behind the Devil card, a holographic image of Justice popping halfway out of the card and bashing the one in front with her sheathed sword, causing it to bend forward while the Devil grabs his comically-bandaged head in pain.

"Don't you dare encourage the Fool!" she screamed, "We have a duty to keep up; we don't need you looking for more excuses to cause trouble!"

Hajime sighs in frustration as the two cards began bickering over who gets to do what while his wire releases Tarot Cat and reaches over to press one of the buttons, causing a doorbell sound to ring in WilyII's control room.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 23, 2012, 10:35:19 PM »

Berbil Jane nods as she turns to leave only to nearly bump into Afro rushing into the room in what she could assume to be nonchalant panic (If such an emotion was possible).

Before Afro could even register her existence, she snaps into her wheel formation and zips out of the room, narrowly missing him by a few inches.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 23, 2012, 09:36:43 AM »

It was hard to tell if Jane was enjoying the spin due to obvious absences, but her lack of resistance only states that she may be enjoying the ride.

"Berbil Jane prefers not to involve RoBear Village if possible.  Berbils originally lived peacefully in the Forest of Third World before civil war started.  During conflict, your army invaded village ransacked it.  Berbils outside too scared and confused to protest and were kidnapped to be dissected only for Resistance to show up thanks to tip from someone who requests to remain anonymous.  Dragon Rider saw most of us flee into Junkyard and offered to deliver debris from Resistance.  Berbils still learning about Dragon Rider, but Dragon Rider admits his business is too shady and all-around to be trusted and prefers Berbils remain on Resistance side, or rely on less shady associates for protection and information on the plains beyond Junkyard and Old RoBear Village."

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 23, 2012, 12:45:38 AM »

"If Dr. Wily II want to keep captured Berbils' trust, Dr. Wily II best spare Berbil Jane as their moral support," suggests the now lone Berbil with just a pinch of pleading, "Berbil Jane has seen outside of World Domination Station; Berbil Jane knows who can and cannot be trusted.  If Berbil Jane is disposed of, captured Berbils will flee to whoever treats them more fairly."

WilyII just glares at her; glares at her hard.  He knew if he spared HER, the only Berbil bold enough to mess with his controls and cause a building wide blackout, she wouldn't hesitate to release the Berbils to the Resistance if they attempt to break into his domain.

Unfortunately, despite all his suspicions and awareness, he can't help but admit that she also has a point; after being subjected to the horrors of confinement and watching their friends and family get dissected one at a time, all the while fearing their turn arriving with no less than a point of Medic Man's finger, they have become too traumatized to even comprehend the trusting sight of the Resistance and the whip-cracking, iron-fisted tyranny of his own Domination Station.  Getting rid of this Berbil, who they've immediately identified and practically clung to as the only one who knows what's best for their survival in this unfamiliar world, would have driven them to the point of running to any intruder that made nice to them, losing him the only chance he has of researching their abilities without hogtying and ripping apart the few remaining Berbils that didn't have the...processor to flee with the others.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 22, 2012, 10:54:29 AM »

The reaction is what one might expect from a clan of defenseless robot bears, some were knocking their knees, some were shaking their heads while holding their hands to their faces, and others were clinging to each other in a vain attempt to comfort themselves; a few even tried acting cute in almost the same manner as the purple Berbil.

It was clear WilyII may have been stuck with the most cowardly of the village (as if their immediate lack of fight during the mostly successful escape wasn't evident enough).

"The Berbils who caused the ruckus are the braver of the village, they help the One Who Holds the Sword of Omens simply because they owe him and the Resistance for rescuing them," the only neutral Berbil in the group points out, "These Berbils before you are not as brave.  Berbils cower simply because they are afraid of getting hurt and broken with no one skilled enough to repair them.  If you treat them as fairly as you do your most trusted robots, we will humbly serve your army the best way we can."

The frightened Berbils snapped their heads over to her, and with a reassuring nod, they quickly turned their attention back to WilyII and nodded just as quickly before folding their hands together and giving him the same pleading, damn-near adorable look as the purple Berbil did before.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 22, 2012, 05:58:37 AM »

The two remaining Berbils looked to each other and flashed their lips without sound before continuing work on Junk Man.  It seems one of the Berbils has gotten through to WilyII curious, yet cold-hearted persona and convinced him to find a better means of using their remaining captives to his advantage that doesn't involve ripping them open.  The hard part now as how they were going to use this to their own advantage to escape his evil dominion and return to the side they favored most.


The rest of the Berbils were brought before WilyII.  They were obviously nervous and scared of what he was going to do to them, but upon seeing the purple Berbil standing beside him, albeit with Shadow Man standing behind her so she doesn't try anything, they eventually calmed down, trusting that she has some idea of what's going to happen and how they were going to survive in this scary environment.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 22, 2012, 02:21:29 AM »

Medic Man finds the two Berbils still working on getting Junk Man back together (Well whatever's considered together).  They didn't seem to notice him, or rather they might have, but were too focused on working their magic to consider the danger of dissection; it was hard to tell when Berbils only have one part of their face that's animate.


As WilyII continued to spin in his chair, he soon began to notice one portion of the room was casting a shadow over him.  By the time his chair slowed to a stop, Shadow Man was standing on his console, holding a seemingly inanimate Berbil in his hands.

"Please forgive me, Wily-dono," he said, sounding apathetic, "I was only able to capture this one Berbil without being seen by the others.  But I think I may have popped a circuit on the way back because it hasn't moved since I snagged it."

Before WilyII could register everything Shadow Man said, the Berbil suddenly speaks.

"Please do not dissect anymore of our kind," she blurts in the typical, monotone bleeps, "Remaining Berbils swear allegiance to Dr. Wily II if Insane Medic Robot stops dissecting remaining Berbils."

"Oh...?" WilyII chirps as he snatches the purple Berbil from Shadow Man and presses her...snout against his face, "And why should I trust your word!?  Since Shadow Man brought only you back, I can easily assume you were the troublemaker causing all this racket!  Give me one VERY good reason why I shouldn't have you lumped in with the rest of the Berbils and stripped for parts!"

"Berbils had no choice.  Berbils defenseless and scared; Berbils use any means necessary to survive in unfamiliar world.  Berbils very good mechanics, will build and fix anything that is put in front of us.  But Berbils will become useless of Insane Medic Robot continues to dissect every last one of us."

WilyII cocks his lips to one side while the Berbil continues to beg and plea the only way she could muster, "Please, do not let remaining Berbils' talents go to waste.  Keep Berbils alive; let Berbils work for you as long as Berbils come to no harm.  Please."

WilyII's mind seems to be a mixture of emotions; he wants to make the Berbils suffer for giving him a hard time, but considering their defenseless nature and the traumatic situation they had gone through watching their friends and family get dissected one at a time, he could use that to his advantage to not only get more vengeance out of the fiasco, but amass a new set of slaves to follow his every command for the mere prize of staying alive and happy.  This contemplation was made even more one-sided when the purple Berbil pulls the one attack that would melt even the most cold-hearted villain.

A cute teddy bear pose; second only to the sad puppy eyes if only because it required actually having eyes that did more than sparkle to show life.


Hajime returns to the Junkyard and gathers the Robot Masters he needed to collect and repair the Wily Star II.  The familiar trio from his First Set, Broom Man, Mop Man and Bin Man, along with the assistance of Lantern Man and Beast Man.  He then summons the rest of his second set of Robot Masters, two of which were already introduced, though Hajime decides it was probably best not to bring CementMan along for obvious reasons.

DTN#009: Melt Man

A melted mess of metal mashed together to somehow form a flexible, metamorphic robot.  Concealed in his oozing hands is a welder and a gun containing a seemingly endless supply of super glue.  Special Attack: Sticky Melt.  Fires a basketball-size glob of glue at his opponents that slowly burns them as they struggles to get it off.

DTN#010: Minotaur Man

Resembles Centaur Man, but with only the rear hooves and a bull-shaped face.  He was originally created to be a mascot bodyguard for RPM's history museum, but due to his constant urge to bash things with his head and mace, he was rejected and left to be the back up demolition bot in areas Wrecking Woman couldn't get to. Special Attack: Charging Bash.  Closes in on his targets and thrusts his mace outwards; if the target jumps, he follows with a leaping headbutt in which he turns his head to the side so his horns can cause extra damage when penetrated.

DTN#014: Concession Man

A crane-game like concession stand full of boxed foods, energy products, and canned, or bottled drinks; his are attached to the side walls and are long enough to reach the controllers.  He has four eyes, two above the controller and two sticking out the ceiling, both take turns moving and positioning the crane to pick out whatever the customer's demand (if they don't do it themselves).  Hajime built him out of complaints from both his first set and other workers he caters them to of not having a water-type to keep them refreshed on hot, blistering days. Special Attack: Fast Food.  Inspired by the Atari 2600 game, when forced to attack, he opens the glass and uses his long arms to grab and throw whatever non-energy-type stuff he can get his hands on.

DTN#015: Botanic Woman

A mechanical sunflower (most likely once a motion-sensitive dancing flower reminiscent of the sunflowers from Super Mario Sunshine) surrounded by a thick rosebush he purposely trimmed to resemble D-size breasts.  Hajime doesn't know what went wrong when he built Botanic Woman; whether it was the fact he made him out of a broken dancing flower pot, or because of some bumbling on the part of Bin Man (With perhaps a little bit of insistent screwing-up by one-trick pony technicians, Atsushi and Ittetsu), but the end result is a gardening robot with a stereotypical transvestite personality that's probably even worse than Birdo's.  Special Attack: Glomp.  An effective (if not annoying to those who win his affection) tackle hug to where his targets get pushed into his rose-bush body and riddled with their thorny vines.

DTN#016: Tarot Cat

What could be the most confusing Robot Master Hajime ever conceived.  It is a genderless, floating white cat, draped in a large purple robe, with a stack of tarot cards on its back and a big snot hanging off its non-existent nose.  Tarot was supposed to be a female, humanoid entity of light able to change into whatever form and ability is presented on the data cards he designed after tarots, but Ittetsu and Tango's fight over who cheated in Magical Drop Touch bulldozed its way into Hajime's workshop, creating a fiasco that caused the entity to take the shape of a fused version of The Fool.  Unable to fix the problem due to a lack of funds and parts, Hajime was forced to make do with what he got.  Special Attack: Tarotmorphose.  The cards on its back unhinge and spin around it; whichever card it eats becomes a Magical Drop version of that character, obtaining their personality and abilities.

"Let me guess, you got swindled into another one of Wily's requests?" blurts a voice Hajime wasn't too happy to hear.  He doesn't bother to turn around as Ryuta saunters up behind him with his arms crossed and a not to pleased look on his face.

"I don't like doing this anymore than you do, but it's the only way we're going to avoid getting slack from both sides over more than just money," he grumbles.

"I know," Ryuta sighs, "Just remember not to try and get us too involved.  In situations like this, I'd rather wait until the final stretch before getting involved on either side."

Hajime eyes Ryuta, "You're still going to keep an eye on the Berbils and make sure they're safe from this conflict, right?"

"Do I have much of a choice?" Ryuta snorts, "Even if I didn't have a soft spot for something that cute, I'd still be outnumbered by the rest of the group." he adds by looking towards one area of the Junkyard where Atsushi and Ittetsu were in the midst of training most of the Berbil, some of whom had painted themselves black and red to match their uniforms.

Hajime looks towards the cutesy show before sighing and turning his attention towards the Robot Masters he summoned, "Alright, you guys, here's what's going to happen.  We're being tasked by WilyII to repair the Star the Resistance just destroyed."

Hearing this, the Robot Masters began looking towards each other while complaining about their duties to the city.  Hajime sighs again while rubbing his close-cut head.

"I know you don't like doing something that tarnishes your reputation, but in this situation we don't have much of a choice.  It's either get dirty, or choose a side; and for the sake of this situation, I'd rather keep this business as balanced as possible."

He then points towards the truck, "So get seated.  The sooner we get that Star up and running (or unavoidably alert the Resistance to its repairs), the sooner we can get back here, no worse for wears and with little to no free favors yanking us to either sides."

The Robot Masters let out a reluctant sigh as they all filed into two of the seven carts that were lined up behind the Dragon Truck.  Hajime compresses his lips again in frustration before getting into the drivers seat and heading off towards WDS to get the fuel cells needed to reach the Wily Star II.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 20, 2012, 09:28:33 PM »

Before the ink-covered Berbil can attempt to attack Medic Man, the orange Berbil quickly grabs him and yanks him over to Junk Man.  Their backs turned, they began flashing their lips in protest before the unaware eventually relents and helps the orange Berbil finish reassembling Junk Man, though there was still the problem of his core which keeps him in one piece and most likely retains all his memories.


The purple Berbil barely put up a struggle.  The deed was done (for the most part), so all that mattered was protecting the Berbils that were still caught and making sure they at least survive long enough to be rescued by the Resistance, depending on whether WilyII was willing to let her bargain to keep them untampered and obedient to him until they can figure out a way to get them rescued by the Resistance once again.

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Forum Games / Re: Add a caption to the previous poster's avatar, ROUND TWO!

« on: December 20, 2012, 08:41:32 AM »

The newest Robot Master: Santa Man

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Forum Games / Re: Add a caption to the previous poster's avatar, ROUND TWO!

« on: December 20, 2012, 01:02:46 AM »

"Must stop Sheep Powers!  AWAY!"

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 20, 2012, 12:59:49 AM »

The second the purple Berbil dropped the ink-covered wheel, it bounced back to its original Berbil formation.  By now most of the ink had been smeared away, allowing him to see what had been going on since the incident in the kitchen.  He knew he had been bounced around a couple times, but was unsure as to who took him or what happened due to the amount of time he spent trying to get the ink off his face.

It wasn't long before he spots the orange Berbil repairing something on the table.  Thinking he had been enslaved by the evil doctor and his masochistic medical robot, he rushes in to try and snap him out of it, inadvertently flinging the kitchen magnet off his arm.  The orange Berbil watched just as he had gotten half of Junk Man reassembled as the magnet nearly brushes past Medic Man's bald head and lands, magnet-side down on the back of Soccer Man's helmet.


Hajime had stopped by the Neko Cafe to grab a bite to eat, but just as he had cut the engine, a Dragonzord-like roar sounded from the computer phone next to the steering wheel.  Without taking a moment to look at the Caller ID, he punches the speaker button, causing a very irate Dr. Wily II to appear on the monitor.

"Yo, doc," he quips nonchalantly, "You manage to find the contents for my next customer."

WilyII practically glued his face to the screen, "Don't you play innocent with me, Hajime!  I know you let those Berbils loose on purpose so you can muck up my plans!  You're going to pay for every last bit of damage they've caused to my WDS!"

Hajime ignorantly waved his hand at the monitor, "Oh please.  Why would I pay for something that was obviously your fault?  If you had just heeded my warning and not touched the crate, those half-fuzzy rascals wouldn't have caused such a ruckus." He then takes out another candy fruit and bites into it while WilyII's face turned red with anger as he jabs his finger onto the screen.

"So if that package was so important, why come here first instead of sending it to the Resistance like any smart person would do. huh!?  That's all the more reason why you didn't just come here to rattle my wallet for change!"

Hajime swallows before readjusting himself on the lone seat of his Dragon Truck, "C'mon, you know how much fuel cells cost these days?  It's bad enough that I still have to pay bills for necessities that couldn't be rectified through scavenging the Junkyard, have to buy things that I couldn't find in the Junkyard in the amount of time most customers demand, plus, I still have to cater to my end of other expenses handled by Ryuta's Blazkrieg Squadron.  With how far the SexStation is and how much fuel cells my Dragon Truck needs just to break through the ozone layer, I had no choice but to stop by your station first to collect the debt you still owe me."

WilyII almost blew a vein before fighting back his inner yearnings and somehow manages to burst out laughing in amusement for all of three seconds before pressing his face back against the monitor.

"Is that so?  Well then, if you really so desperate for money you would rip it out of both our pockets, then perhaps you can prove it by helping me repair the Wily Star II.  You did cater to most of the parts, so if I get you to repair it, I won't have to pay for any loan damages you slapped onto me, is that right?"

Hajime compresses his lips at what WilyII was getting at before reluctantly sighing, "Yes...."

Hearing this made WilyII even more giddy at the thought of getting back at Hajime for letting the Berbils loose into his station, "Good....  Then I want you and your Robot Masters to begin reassembling that Star at once!  I'll make sure your truck has enough fuel cells to make it there and back as many times as you need to get the Wily Star II back up and running!"

Hajime tightens the compression of his lips the more WilyII spewed his demands into his headphone-enclosed ears.  This plan of his would tip the balance of his business way off scale, but considering the amount of unpaid favors he had done for the Resistance (despite most of them being handled by the Berbils), getting one, soon to be destroyed again station back up and running will rectify the situation and keep them from doing more to swindle him out of more free favors.

He lets out a begrudging sigh before taking another bite out of his candy fruit, then flopping his elbow on the crown of the dragon and resting his chin upon its fist, "Fine, I'll do it.  But you're still paying for damages to the customer's package."

WilyII's grin only widened at his response, "Oh, don't you worry.  Once I have supremacy over this city, you'll have all the money you and Ryuta's Blazkreig Squadron needs to live a happy, cheer-giving life...."

He then gleefully reaches over and shuts off the monitor, leaving Hajime to mull over his recent decision.

Neutrality sure isn't a cake walk, that much is known.  He can only hope both the Berbils don't take his momentary betrayal too seriously, and he sure as hell hopes Blazkrieg doesn't verbally lay it on him once they find out the extent he was going to keep his business balanced.

Taking a few more bites out of his candy fruit, Hajime reluctantly gets back into the truck and drives back towards the Junkyard to make his preparations for the task ahead.

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Forum Games / Re: Add a caption to the previous poster's avatar, ROUND TWO!

« on: December 19, 2012, 08:03:25 AM »

"I don't care who complains!  I'm dashing across this here street and no one's gonna stop me, ya hear!?"

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 18, 2012, 11:43:45 PM »

The two Berbils continued to run down the hallway, looking towards each other while flashing their lips in a form of mouthing words only their kind could understand.

No matter where they ran, the ninja robot always seems to pop up from whatever shadow he can find.  They knew by that point it would be impossible to hide as the very enclosure would leave them trapped and vulnerable to capture.

They soon find themselves running right back towards the R&D Lab where they find the Berbils that didn't escape being set up for dissection (or worse scraps).  Knowing that WilyII would have already plugged up the hole carved by the Berbils that had already escaped, and would most likely be in an explosive mood after being humiliated by what he would presume to be defenseless, cuddly bears, their Plan B was starting become a creepy haunt raring to jump on them at the mere thought of confusion.

The orange Berbil notices the remains of Junk Man laying on the table.  Although he was certain he'd be oil-spilled scared of him by now, his sympathy for those who could have had a second life began to crop up in his conscience once again.  Without even acknowledging both the objective purple Berbil, or the other two Robot Masters that were still in the room, he drops the ink-splotched Berbil in the former's claws and saunters inside, using his knowledge of robotics to try and get Junk Man back on his feet.

Hopefully this kind, if not signalling surrender, gesture would keep the Robot Masters from coming after them with their dissection tools and weapons and give the remaining Berbils time to come up with a more unanimous plan of escaping back to their village or, in the case of ending the war for the good, getting back on the Resistance side with little to no hassle or tricks.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 18, 2012, 04:48:48 AM »

Halfway through the candy fruit, one of the Berbils that left to WDS returned and informed the remaining Berbils of their success so far.  There was a mixture of joy and remorse, indicating to Hajime that there were still quite a few that didn't escape for well known reasons.

Knowing the Berbils who escaped back to the newly established RoBear Village, he gets out of the truck and confronts the Berbils who had gathered around to converse their situation.

"I think it's best you head back home and straighten things out with the escaped Berbil," he suggests, "I can drive you back there if you need."

One of the Berbils look towards Hajime a bit before shaking his head, "Not yet.  Berbils trapped in World Domination Station longer than us; Berbils less willing to adjust without assurance from the rest of RoBear Village.  Dragon Rider best limit visits until escaped Berbils recover from trauma."

"I understand," Hajime sighs, "Besides, with most of the Resistance currently in the city, it wouldn't do good for my business, or the neutrality of Blazkrieg to be caught mingling with you and the other Berbils.  As much as I don't like playing the misunderstood character, I need as much money as possible just to feed the squad and pay for stuff I could dig out of the junkyard; not to mention the amount of bills I have to pay for stuff that couldn't be avoided through junk manipulation."

The Berbils nod in agreement as they head off back to their Village, leaving Hajime with three carts full of debris they had picked up so far.  Sighing somewhat bored, he takes another bite of the candy fruit and starts driving his truck around the city, looking for something to do until WilyII either pays him a call or he gets too bored and decides to toy with his aggravation a bit more.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 16, 2012, 10:52:02 PM »

The tickling eventually stopped.  By the time WilyII and Afro regained their senses, only the small net-full of Berbils were left behind, the rest had since rolled out of sight, leaving a massive dust cloud in their wake.


The orange Berbil continued his lumbering trek towards the less hazardous exit when he came across his purple female companion running down the same hallway.  Before he could figure out what she was doing, he saw her shadow begin to wiggle like a snake, suggesting something was trying to capture her.  Not sure what to do at this point, he starts to run with her, hoping she knew where she was going and if it led to a more salvageable escape route.


Hajime picked up a candy fruit from a compartment near the stirring wheel and takes a bite out of it while contemplating his next move.  As much as he hates toying with both sides, he needs to keep as neutral as possible if only to protect his business and the rest of the Blazkrieg squad who would prefer not to get involved in warring matters.

Checking up on the Resistance spiritually, he can see some of them were making their way down to the city, and with half the RoBear village wandering around near the truck, it would only be a matter of time before they realize he was part of their adaptation to their new home and insist he join their cause.  He decides to wait until they showed up before deciding to toy with both side's moods and income.

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Forum Games / Re: Add a caption to the previous poster's avatar, ROUND TWO!

« on: December 16, 2012, 07:55:33 AM »

"Your shotguns are no match for my sexellent Super Saiyan powers!"

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Forum Games / Re: Add a caption to the previous poster's avatar, ROUND TWO!

« on: December 16, 2012, 07:43:31 AM »

"But I'll be here all you want...."

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 16, 2012, 06:51:11 AM »

(Meh...I suppose.... )

The Berbils weren't cooperating as each time Soccer Man snagged the Berbils into their nets, they would either jump out or use their claws to break free.  They then began making a ruckus by rolling circles around the hanger, trying to keep Soccer Man in pursuit until one of the sparks completed its arch, causing part of the barricade to fall over.

The rambunctious Berbils immediately heard the noise and made a dash for the exit, those that were closest rolling their way out while the others continued to give Soccer Man a hard time as some uncurled into their original form and began tickling Afro and WilyII in an attempt to boggle their senses until enough of the crowd dwindled for them to make their escape, though only a small net-full remain due either to their incompetence or lack of confidence in the power of quantity.


The female Berbil activates her flashlight eyes as she continues looking at the controls to figure out how to get them back on.  Though she was aware that this darkness could serve as a distraction, it also would have worked in favor of WilyII as the Berbils would have little to no idea what to do if a blackout occurred in such a crowded space.

She looks around, knowing there had to be an "all on" button somewhere on the console, but it turns out WilyII either loves buttons, or he was smart enough to make them too complicated for a newcomer to putz around with.  But as she continues to search for that stand-alone button, she suddenly notices something rising out of the shadow in front of her.  Looking up, she sees a rather lazy looking ninja robot staring at her with his one open eye.

Not wanting to deal with someone that was way out of her league she immediately bounds backwards and curls into her ball, rolling clear out of the control room and tumbling down the hallway in search of the two Berbils that had accompanied her.


Berbil Jade returns to the quarantine room where Berbil Joe is being held, sitting in front of him while contemplating what to do about the thing that was possessing him.

He appears to have reactivated himself, though whether he was still conscious or not was up for debates as he appears to be mindlessly stumbling about trying to bash his way out of his confinements.  Berbil Jade continues to stare at him in what the naked eye could assume as remorse before heading off towards sick bay in the hopes of finding something that might drive out the thing controlling his functions.

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Roleplay / Re: Wilypocalypse NOW

« on: December 15, 2012, 11:07:40 PM »

The Berbils appear to have run into a dead end due to the lock down, but then several sparks began flying out from several areas of the other side of the door.  The two Berbils Hajime sent to help the escape where using their welders to cut as many openings as they could to get their remaining community out of WDS.

The female Berbil watched from the monitor; though she should let her friends do most of the work to save herself the risk of activating something dangerous, with the barricade so thick and slow to give in she knew it would only be a matter of time before reinforcements arrived to recapture everyone.  She continues to mess with the controls until one of them caused a building-wide blackout.


The orange Berbil panics at the sight of exploding cores and makes a mad dash for the exit, carrying his ink-covered compatriot over his head, only to come to a pitch black hallway.  His eyes flashed on, illuminating his vision with the whereabouts of his current location.

This was another fine mess they had gotten themselves into.  They could have made this a whole lot easier had the red Berbil not caused so much of a ruckus.  Now they had to figure out a way to get out of WDS before the insane doctor rallies enough reinforcements to put everyone back to where they came from.