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Thanks for the help, Sargent. You don’t know how glad we are to have you back!
Let’s save the soft stuff for later, BT. We’ve got bigger fish to fry…
You punks are gonna pay for messing up my rec room!
You blasted nuisances! I’ll teach you to meddle in my affairs! TOPHOUND, attack! 


Charge!
You dare defile the earth to decorate yourself with her treasures? Taste nature’s fury!
Ouch! Watch the bling, you jerk!
C’mon, is that all you got? Surely the “invincible” Air Man can handle little ol’ me!
How dare you mock me! You’ll pay dearly for this, you lowly maintenance bot!
What?! How did you-urk!
Er…thanks for the help, Needle Man.
Really, Air Man? Defeated by a glorified gas pump? This is a new low, even for you.
If you mention this to anyone-
If I had lips, they'd be sealed.
You’ve gotta snap out of this, Disco! That Liquid guy is manipulating you!
Is that right? Heh. You’ve got spunk, kid.
What? There’s no way you can dodge my attacks! It’s illogical!
It’s useless, I told you! I can predict your every movement…
…It’s a shame you can’t do the same!
Arugh!
My, my. How the mighty have fallen. I expected so much more from you, brother.
For the last time, I don’t know you! Now get lost before I call the cops!
Uh…don’t you work for a wanted criminal?
Yeah, but how does that…oh.
What shall we do with these fools, boss?
Impale them!
Tear them limb from limb!
Grind them into mulch!
Now, now, we may have some use for these two. Prehaps, with minor application of my psychokinesis, they could make excellent warriors for the master’s cause.
Very well, Crystal Man. You may proceed.
Uh…do I know you? Are you one of those door-to-door salespeople?
Don’t try to fool me! This time, I will prove that I am the superior clone!
Clone? You’re not making any sense!
Sense is for weak-willed fools who are ignorant of their genes!
How can we have genes? We’re robots!
Silence! The time for battle is now! Have at you, Spinstrike!
Spinstrike? Listen, buddy, you’ve got the wrong guy! The name’s Top Man, alright? Top Man!
Ha! Do you really think I’m that gullible? I know you went into retirement after our last battle, so I’ve been keeping tabs on you ever since!
Doesn’t that count as stalking? I’m pretty sure that’s illegal.
What? N-no! This is completely-aurgh, you’re trying to distract me! Enough pointless blabbering! Prepare to meet our father…in hell!
Not so fast, buster! If you wanna get to Top Man, you’ll have to get through us first!
Indignant brat! You dare to defy the mighty Liquid Spinstrike?
You got it! If you think a missile’s enough to stop us, you’re dreaming!
The odds of your victory are 3,720 to one. Surrender while you still have time.
And while you’re at it, change out of that gaudy outfit! Trench coats are so last season!
“Liquid Spinstrike”? Where’s “Bose-Einstein Condensate Spinstrike”, eh?
Five against one? That’s far from far, brother. Allow me to even the odds.
TOPHOUND…destroy these interlopers! They must not interfere with the master’s plan!



You got it, boss!
Star Man’s signal is coming from around here. Normally I wouldn’t trust him on this sort of operation, but it looks like he’s the only Wily ‘bot around.
ALERT! DWN. 037 SIGNAL STRENGTH INCREASING! TARGET LOCATION IS WITHIN VISUAL RANGE!
Light Labs? What would Star Man be doing there?
Star Man? You in here, buddy? The Doctor needs us to-holy scrap! This place is a mess! Star Man? Bass? The Light ‘bots? What happened here?
ANALYIZING…ANALYSIS COMPLETE. UNITS DLN. 003-008, DWN. 037, SWN.001, AND (ERROR-DESEGNATION UNKOWN) SYSTEMS SEVERELY
An electromagnet blast, huh? Maybe another one would reboot their systems. Suppose it’s worth a shot.
Thanks for letting us use your greenhouse to fix Sargent Man, Top Man. What with the lab being wrecked and all…
No problemo! You guys can crash here as long as you like. So, is the Sarge fixed yet?
Not yet. We’re still recalibrating his CPU. Not to mention the wiring for his core, the Killers really did a number on it.
His leg suspension could use some lubricant, too.
And all those dents and scorch marks! Absolutely hideous! Not to mention he’s in dire need of a polishing!
Before we do anything, we should disarm his buster. That amount of munitions could blow everyone here to kingdom come!
Right, right, good luck with that.
Good point, Time Man. Now, we have to be extremely careful not to-
Erm…Roll?
Not now, Jewel Man. As I was saying, we have to avoid detonating the-
Roll, I think you should see this…
I’m sure it can wait until later, Jewel Man. Hand me that laser scalpel, Time Man. This has to be a percison-
It can’t wait. Just look over here.
Jewel Man, if you want me to clean the oil stains off your armor again, I swear to Asimov I’ll-
Roll, you need to look at this. Now.
Fine, I’ll look! But next time, don’t expect me to-what the…get down!
Ugh…what was that?
I feel like the floor of a taxi cab…
Oh, my beautiful armor! It’s ruined! *sob*
I’m back! Sorry I took so long, Tama wanted some belly rubs and- sweet jumping Tezuka! Everything’s trashed! I leave you guys alone for five minutes and
That looked like a missile. But who shot at us?
That would have been me.
So you’re the one who wrecked all my stuff! Just who do you think you are?
My, my. I know I haven’t seen you in years, but I thought you would at least recognize me…
…dear brother!
I can’t stand it! One stupid internet video and now everyone thinks I’m some kind of depraved weirdo!
Come on, it’s not that bad. Lots of robot masters have stupid songs written about them.
Yeah, like you would know!
Crash! Magnet! Wait up!
Stone Man? You’re back already?
Yeah. I kind of blew my vacation cashola on pay-per-view movies, and the hotel kicked me out. But that’s not the point! Dr. Wily has a mission for us!
A mission? What is it?
The Doc didn’t give me all the details but from what I can gather, those Mega Man Killer guys went berserk and ran off. Apparently they stole some kinda
I never trusted those weirdoes. Something about ‘em just gives me the shivers.
How dare they betray Master Wily! Come on, you guys! Let’s scrap those traitors and get that robot back!
You and Stone go on ahead. I’m gonna see if I can’t find any more Wily Numbers. We’ll need all the help we can get to take down the Killers.
Good idea! We’ll meet up at the construction site; that’s where they’re holed up.
Quit messin’ around! Let’s go! *teleports out*
I’m coming, I’m coming! Sheesh… *teleports out*
Hmm…who should I go to first? *runs off*
The reception's still a tad spotty. Maybe if I hook up my Mirror Buster to the transceiver, we could use it as an antenna.
Blah, blah, blah! When do we get to kill those stupid Light 'bots?
All in due time, Punk. Now, help hold my lance straight while I adjust the signal
Whatever...
Haehaey! Hae!
Eh? What the bloody hell is that thing?
A Pyre Fly! We've been spotted!
Haeeeeey!
Think it's one of Light's?
No, the Pyre Fly is a Cossack model. Which can only mean that Cossack and his robots are looking for us as well.
Ha! More tin cans to crush!
This is serious, you nitwit! Looks like that Pyre Fly flew off while we were talking. It's probably reporting to Cossack right now.
Killjoy...
Alright, this looks like a decent spot. Quint, have you finished reprogramming those mining robots we found?
It might take a bit. I'm not exactly familiar with these models.
Damn, we're cutting it close! Mega Man's allies probably are on their way here by now.
You got it, boss.
If we spot Mega-dweeb's looser friends, we'll bash their heads in!
: Eloquent as always, Punk. Now let's go, time is of the essence.
Mwha ha ha! Everything's going according to my brilliant plan!
Hey! It was my plan to begin with! You guys never would have been able to break into Light Labs without my knowledge of the security system!
Yeah, and we wouldn't have accidentally scrapped the wrong 'bot! So shut up, pogo-boy!
Pogo-boy?! Like you're any more dignified, you Sex Pistols reject!
Both of you, shut up! Ballade, how's your force field holding up?
I don't have a lot of energy left. We might have to find some permenant holdings for our...guests. This construction site's pretty isolated, so there should be
Holy scrap...poor Sarge. Look, I think I might know who did this. I saw some guys running away from Doc Light's lab on my way here.
Whoops. Sorry, Mr...BtMan? Who names their kid that? Er...no offensive.