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Aside from "Maroon Text Guy", I haven't a name of my own... but seeing as you all value trivial identities at such a high regard, I suppose I will refer to myself as "Worship."
Ever since his return to the "MMRPG". You see, I am all the powers he held but did not use. In a sense, I was his untapped potential. Although the Walter you know best is comatose, floating through the remains of a deceased universe.
And as a result, your return is technically my doing, as well as the MKII Virus I bestowed upon you.
In short, the destruction of the Discord Universe. This world, like the last, was a mistake, an unfortunate awakening of events. It was simply not meant to exist.
This is in regards as to where you and Prototype come in. You were the one I sent to realize the futility of life, cause ruin throughout this fabricated land. And without punishment, no less.
Prototype is no more than a mere example for you to exact upon, to represent the fate of those who wander the realms of the universe. He is the representation of tragedy. Of Despair. Of Hopelessness. All the while I make my subtle return to the forums and make my presence gradually known and accepted.
But it appears I truly have underestimated you. In one fell swoop, you usurped my intentions. That Jazz fellow gave me quite the worry as well... but in the end, it did not work out in his favor.
Sadly, my elaborate plan has gone to waste. But I do not expect things to go any different... If you do what you are supposed to do, then things will not.
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.
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.
Thanks for keeping those hard-hats occupied for us...
...Maggots.
This is were we part ways, sidekicks (and Blader). It seems yet again fate has deemed you outcasts. Until we meet again- If you survive.
By no means flatter yourself. The mission is as much mine as it is yours.
As for the future....
I already have one Academy member under my control, as well as a Fake Man. I would not mind expanding on my collection.
Tch! Who does the Pokemon think he is fooling? I will be the one to slay that oversized War Machine myself!
And here we are...but yet again, it appears yet again we have followers. An inconvenience.
On the other hand, what a coincidence! It's the Team who, should I say... "Took the fall" for my little trip to Oil Wells.
Hey! If you think we forgot what you did to our Team Leader so easily, you're mistaken!
Wait. Of all places to go, why Mountain Mines? What Business would you have there?
Unless...
Oh no.
Yes, exactly right. There is no escape for your dear "Commander". Soon he will be but a memory trapped in his own body. All you can do shield him... If you can.
Yes. What about that Clock Man?
What? He's still alive?
Sorry, MKII....
But death isn't an option!
You say that as if you are fated for the otherwise. Look at yourself. You're all but dead on your feet already. How do you expect to get to the third floor?
Heh. The answer is quite obvious. I'll just have to use my most effective technique yet...
I will be the one to hold the 1-Up item.
Before I do away with you, I will commend you on your (albeit displaced) determination. You even stood up to my MKII Virus temporarily.
Be that as it may, you did have help making it this far from someone else, didn't you? Not a problem. Soon, he will be next. No one is safe.
Nontheless, let us not concern ourselves with what is the future sooner than the present. Spend your last moments wisely. Maybe plead, wallow in self-pity, or recite your final curses. Because this is the last time anyone will hear of "Prototype-001".
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Like it or not, MKII, things aren't ending here.
Because unlike anytime before my time in this... universe, I've acquired something you haven't. I have something worth fighting for. I have something to lose.
And backup plan or not, there is nothing that I'm not willing to go through (or around) one way or another to protect them.
Something to "protect"? How naive. Try as you might, there is no use preventing the inevitable. You are merely prolonging it.
Hmmm. You are truly indeed a curious case. Hopelessly outmatched, perfectly capable of escaping with such spare SPD and still audacious enough to attack?
It is this very mistake will cost you your life of, course.
Hmph. Cornering me at the entrance and guarding the exit. This is quite an unfavorable position.
However, the three of you will be put to shame once I unravel my backup plan.
(What? He is surrounded, like a man surrounded by a circle of hungry sharks, and yet still insists to have a backup plan? What kind of strategy could he possibly have prepared?)
...
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My ultimate backup plan is...!
Oh? You've elected to flee? But how will you manage to escape? You can't run from the both of us.
Maybe not now, but after I use this...
This will not take long at all.
Of what reason do you ask me this?
...So it would seem..
Because such a preposterous possibility holds no significance to me. Now, where was I before your incessant babbling?