

Beta Man | Level: 1 (0/50)
Mega Man X-7 | Level: 1 (0/50)
How utterly hilarious. To think the meticulous planner would be outdone by the Lords of Mediocrity.
But as comical as this encounter was-
(What is the point in saying "goodbye" or "until we meet again"? You know for a fact that we're going to be there following you regardless of what happens.)
Hmm. Sharp words for future mincemeat. In that case..
Try to keep up.
Should we be worried?
Well he just punched... er.... clawed? Clawed an even bigger guy in this proverbial room. If we're also including the threat he made to you, which would be by association, to us, my answer would be yes. We should definitely be worried.
So...that's what I get for trying huh...
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Why bother?
Why bother?
Why-
Get out of my head!
ERROR.
What?
You are in our head. You are a virus in OUR programming. You control the system and alter it as you see fit. You change the words, and thereby actions, of another for your own benefit.
I-
Get out of our head.
Get out of our head.
Get out of our head.
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...Leave it be. I know better now than to trust you with such a simple instruction. Feel free to attack anyone or pick up items as you see fit... But our main focus WILL be to get to that Guts Tank first. After all...
...The sooner this mission is over... The sooner we can pull our focus towards Team Prototype’s slaughter.
...So, will we be picking up that 1-Up over there?
No. With the rules of which I have decided to play this game... Extra Lives are nothing more than inventory-cluttering GARBAGE.
...Say, Phantasm. How about you have it? It’ll likely help you when the most fragile member of your team falls during the mission...
...Which, I should mention... I do not refer to the Picket Man you’ve let in your team. I am referring to you.
C'mon, team, what're we waiting for?
(You're trying to mess with us. Gave it away right there. He's never been that enthusiastic about anything.)
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Child. There will be a day where I personally cherrypick you out of your team and destroy you in front of them first and foremost. Every word you utter until then will merely multiply the suffering you have yet to experience.
...Congratulations, Laser Joe. For once again stealing MY team’s kill, you have furthered the pain and torment I will put you through before slaughtering your little team one by one. And you’ll be happy to know that, officially, you will die last.
...In fact, I do hope that after Team MKII demolishes Fractal Requiem and acquires control over that egotistical leader of theirs- or whatever MKII well pleases to do with him-, they stick around after... Because I am starting to consider making sure that your little “Commander” of yours that he’s currently controlling will, if he even manages to escape, wake up not in a body... But a CORPSE.
I am aware of this.
What Laser Joe did wasn’t “helpful”. It was “interrupting the flow of progression”. Much like how Walt’s late posting interrupted the flow of this update.

Oh, so ya think you’re gonna walk right past me, eh? I don’t think so, pal! Nobody gets to the Big Boss while I’M around!
(Haha... Guts Man, you genius! Not only are you blocking the stairs, but you’re about to crush them with a large boulder, that surely nobody will be able to use against you! Surely, this plan can’t possibly backfire!)


...Look at you. You’re supposed to be one of my generals, an ELITE! Heck, you’re supposed to be the successor of this guy, and you can’t even beat him when he’s in the body of inferior robots! I should’ve known better than to build my general out of complete GARBAGE!
You should just give up and surrender! I doubt even Thomas would pick up such a useless pile of junk! Least of all, those losers at the so-called “Robot Academy”, or that sad group of mechs you call “friends”! This hellish landscape of a subconscious is far too great for you... You’re better off like the robots who’s scraps I used to make you: Rotting in the scrapheap!
You should just go ahead and end yourself here instead of even bothering to show your face anywhere else again! In fact... That is an order. Gahahahaha...
For what reason, may I ask?
...Fair enough.
..If you're saying it, then it must be true...
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Then what are you waiting for? This is the end of the line for you, is it not?
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Heh heh. Sorry. I've really never been good with practical jokes. It'll take more than some fake to make me give up on the people waiting for me.
You still ramble about your associates? You should worry more about yourself. The only thing you can do when faced with a threat is run and hide.
Yeah, it's called strategy. Maybe you've never heard about it because you're used to winning every fight with no more than a glance, but some of us actually think ahead.
Maybe If you did, I wouldn't have gotten this far. But I'd say this is enough for now.
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