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(Weighing our options, if we continue to the next floor after what just happened would be the equivalent of suicide.)
(If I'm right, there is almost certainly already more people at the Tower and Oil Wells. And while both might prove to be productive...)
(I have a feeling going to Oil Wells would result in our deaths.)
Commander?
...Co--
--Do not... don't call me that. It's my "commanding" that almost got us killed.
...P--
--Prototype either. It's just...it's just what Wily called me. He never bothered to me an actual name. All I am is an experiment. Nothing else.
I ran my mouth a lot, but time and time again it was my actions that put everyone in danger. When you were at the Warehouse. When that Sniper Joe almost killed Big Eye. When Junior-..
In no way is anyone here being forced to be a part of the team any longer than you want. After leaving, we can part ways. It's probably what's for the best, anyway..
....
No one's leaving. We've had a rough start, but that's nothing we can't overcome. Like it or not, you're our leader.. and even more than that, a friend. We trust you. We're all in this together
Yeah. On that note, ruling out Intro Fields, where are we going next?
...
I know just the place
HEY! You know, I've got half a mind to hit you for your troubles instead of leaving. But you know what? I'm better than that. Something is coming, and we're not about to find out.
..So, does this mean we're not getting the one uLaser Joe moves three spaces left.
We don't have all day. If this supposed "something" is as dangerous as reacted to, then we nay be in trouble, especially given our current states.
Really? I had NO idea! I'm totally not trying to leave as fast as possible as we speak!
Guys, if we really do die here, I just wanted to say that knowing you has been the absolute worst thing to happen to me, and that if I had known this would happen, I would have stayed at the Warehouse.
...
Okay, I get the memo, not helping.
...I guess we'll be on our way then?
Dude c'mon, we don't have time!
...Oh. this is actually how fast you move.
Please shut up.
Hmm. If you insist.
Another one bites the dust.
Hey. I found a "Freeze Cure". Should I take it with me?
Go ahead. It may come useful in the future.
....
And I have just stopped caring about any of this.
Then why not leave?
Because I just used up my turn. We'll just have to wait.
(Wow. They must be struggling for their lives right now. I've gotta fight my way through this fast!)
Oh. Uh. Bad time?
Eh. We're just waiting is all.
Gotcha.
...
Yup. Just waitin' here.
Quite the insistent Metall, aren't you? That's okay. I have a cure for that.
Tell me. How does it feel to be in your final moments? Does it feel scary? Painful? Mortifying?
Uh, bro, I think you've made your point clear-
I hope so.
(Okay, someone clearly isn't taking their loss well. I'll just leave 'em alone.)
(Besides, who needs help from someone who can choose to move any distance within their proximity? Not me!)
(It's time I show just how capable I am! More than just a leap'in stomper!)
Did you catch all of that?
Recorded. We know all there is about this stupid place there is to know about...almost. Coming your way right now.
Good. Now, unfortunately, as much fun as it would be to go back and forth until one of us is destroyed, I'm not one to exactly martyr myself for the sake of such muscleheaded stunts, either. Plain and simple...I just don't have the time for this.
Let's see how tough you child-murderers are after this.
(If I can trade blows long enough for reinforcement to arrive then we may have a chance at escaping. But for now, the least I can do is make sure it has eyes..er...eye on me.)
Just what is this place, exactly? See, I'm not exactly from this world. Where I come from, Robot Masters are produced in single units, while only Mechas are mass-produced.
There has to be more to this than what we're seeing. If you all are the same people, then what is it at the moment preventing you all from coexisting in peace?
This isn't even mentioning your friend that our Laser Joe scrapped. He was, to say the least...irrational.
Besides..If your plan really is to kill us all without any escapees then you wouldn't mind answering truthfully.
I should probably be helping out somehow, right? Yeah. Gotta make myself useful for the team! I can do this!
Hey, I mean I never said I had to fight. And I'm still helping out my team, right? Now this is being helpful!
...
Woo hoo! I am no longer fearful for my life!
As for myself... I'm confident I can manage without any items. WE or not
Aww, you DO care!
I will dismantle you right now.
Worth it!
*sigh*
I'm getting tired of watching this living retcon. This is meant to be the next best thing?
I should've known it was impossible to make someone in my image. The flawless Robot Master.
Do not assume to lecture me on morals. "Evil" and "Good" are nothing but meaningless terms coined to justify or condemn the actions of other. There is no "good" There is no "evil".
I am well aware of the misery I spread amongst others and of it's repercussions. If you believe dubbing these actions "evil" will solve anything, then you are wrong.
Perhaps it's about time I arrive in some shape or form to show true discipline.

An intruder? What are you doing in the Lab?
...So you're the Super Fighting Robot of the city. "Rock Light", I presume? It's a shame we had to meet under theses circumstances. I'm Major Guile of the US Air Force.
I'm afraid I don't understand. What's going on?
I mean no harm, son. Unfortunately...
You have a warrant out for your arrest due to illegal usage of firearms. I'm here to pick you up and take you in for questioning.
(Really? A military recruit that just so happened to drop by right when everyone else in the Laboratory has disappeared? I'm starting to think this is no coincidence.)
Son, if you don't comply, I'll be forced to take you in by force.
I'm sorry, Major, but for the sake of my family I can't let you arrest me!
You have my thanks for boosting my systems.
However. if you think I'll simply stand by and let anyone be threatened, you are sorrowfully mistaken.
I refuse to watch my fr- ...subordinates... die here. If you want to hurt anyone else, you'll have to go through me.
GEEZ, that Sniper Joe was creepy. Almost reminds me of a certain someone who we take orders from.
I don't know if we have any room to talk though. Especially since we busted in here and attacked them as well.
Well, what are we supposed to do? Wait for their consent?
...
Look man, are you all right? I get it if you don't feel like doing this anymore after what just happened.
Yeah, yeah, I know. But if I stop now, when will I ever?
Get back
Huh?
I said get back. Every setback we've had so far was my doing. Instead of being a proper leader, I'm useless in all the areas where it does matter.
What if that Sniper Joe had survived and killed one of you? Who's fault would that have been?
By the minute, more Joes and Metalls are entering this floor. It's time I prove my worth.
Wait!
You don't have to do this. We'll go together.
Not likely. This is something that I have to do. On my own.
Ow, ow, wait. On second thought, maybe moving wouldn't be such a bad idea.
...
Er...just joking, hombre! Is that the best you've got? If so, then you'll never move me from this position! My turn!
Oh yeah! how'd you like that? Bet you're shaking in your boots right now.
This is my fight. Let me handle this.
Pleasebedeadpleasebedeadleasebedeadleasebedeadleasebedead.
In other words, my entire existence has been replaced with his and no one remembers who I am.
I can't believe I've been replaced with a replacement of a replacement of someone who became a replacement but became replaced.
Presumptuous of you to assume such will ever happen. He's stuck in a world not belonging to him, not to mention outnumbered.