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We looked after this planet in your absence. Heroes got to go do hero stuff after all. And in terms of other parties trying to control Pop Star, they failed because they lacked the power to keep it and they also lacked the foresight to see that the ones they control almost matter. What's a king without subjects?
What's the difference between this and a regular...Poker Ball you called it? They both appear to be capture devices, correct?
There's no way out. There's no way out!
I'm never going to leave! This world will come undone and I won't be able to escape it.
I'm trapped in darkness...
Gamma...you knew what was to come. Why? Why did you leave me?
What...what is this thing?
ACK! Get off of-
Why...why do I feel better? I feel like I should be upset but...I don't?
Hmm...perhaps this...thing's able to drain emotions...Maybe it could help quell my moments of panic while I think of a plan.
Grey Matter? That's the stuff that turned my entire group into moving corpses. You're accusing us of siding with that thing! The winged one you speak of can't be Grey Matter! I won't lie and say that I know all that much of the winged one, but it doesn't make any sense as to why it would attack our own men, hence why I refuse to believe it's the same thing!
Great. This is the only way to the safe rooms. Either we run or try to fight that thing.
Look around you. Do you not see the flags?
What are you doing invading our private business anyways? With how different you look, I doubt your from around here anyways so-
Tell me, do you see humans frollocking around? This place is under the protection of the UKR, yet if you look hard enough, the majority of this world's inhabitants can't tell the difference.
Honestly, I've no idea, though I doubt it was us. Why would the UKR want you specifically dead?
We wish to take Earth under our wing. Make every government capitalist, give every person the same freedom, split the largest companies up, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. In exchange for Earth's cooperation, we'll willing to provide anything it needs. Money, protection, they name it, we'll try to provide. However, naturally there are those who, for one reason or another, reject this offer. That is why we're speaking to you. As some of Earth's defenders, we wish to avoid any conflict by striking a deal for it defenders to support us. Not with murdering those that deny us mind you, but simply spreading the good word. If there's a personal price, we may be able to pay that as well.
Strike one!
Strike two!
And strike three! You're ou-
HEY! What's the big idea! You ruined my punchline!
Pierce! What are you doing!
So that's it. Pierce! Cartwheel to your right!
A is simply a government submitting to our demands and in exchange for protection and growth, we are able to change said government's laws through a committee to better suit our true agenda. Meanwhile C is basically when we go to war. Often times there has been large groups of organics and machines that support our cause in one way or another, so civilian casualties are made to be as low as possible. B however is in those rare instances in which the entire population is either too faninatical or connected to a hivemind, in which case people above 18 are either removed from the planet and sent elsewhere or executed.
Course I'm not here to bore you with facts or to butter us up to look pure, but rather to strike a series of deals. Note that we're more than ready to compromise within reason.
My boss will be the robot with the tube of chemicals on his head. Also you don't have to worry all that much about opening these old wounds. After finding some grey creature, I can't feel much of anything as of late.
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You are among some of Earth's stronger soldiers, correct? Earth is a special place to General Kilroy and he's pulling all the stops to prevent an Option B, otherwise known as selective genocide. Note that said option has only been used at least 16% of the time, as far more outcomes are either an A or a C.
A baby bot? Hmm...Should I leave Pierce alone for a minute to investigate or...
Pierce! Up there!
Watch the holes, whatever making the sound could come through them. Still...let's keep going. If Vat Man is still alive, he would likely be in one of the safe rooms.
We're not here to attack unless you strike first. Kilroy wishes to negotiate assuming you're willing to.
Gentlemen, lower your weapons. That's a surefire way to get killed after all. *!*
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The fact that we programmed a robot with YEET in its dictionary baffles me.
Er, I mean...
Ringleader, can I call a timeout? I have a urgent matter to attend to.
Is that a bot capsule? No...the construction's shabby at best...wait, it must be a bootleg...! Geo, put that down! A single bolt of electricity could set that thing off, creating who knows what!
The majority of these are UKR corpses. Strange that they managed to get through considering that the door's still intact.
AA. AAA. AAAA.
If you see any liquids in here, do NOT touch them. I know it seems obvious, but you'd be amazed.
And time for the final round!
In this corner weighing 90 pounds is Stache, built by Clover!
And in this corner weighing 113 pounds is Pierce, built by the tag team Walnut and Emon!
Is...is this a joke?
Not as big of a joke as your face! *!*
...Amusing.
Not as amusing as your face!
In one minute's time, the fight will begin.
Remember why your fighting. *!*
Fighting? That's why I was supposed to do? This whole time I've just been clowning around!
We need the money that the UKR can provide to repair the Bot Capsule. No Bot Capsule equals no new bots.
Then less people to hear my jokes...
Precisely.
Don't worry Doctor! I'll knock them dead with my PUNCHlines!
You're doing a good job out there!
*thinking* Do I detect a newfound sense of humility?
Well...mainly because of my upgrades to your model.
Of course...
Yeah! Your doing great! That last fight against that baseball-shaped bot was, so, cool!
It was us just staring at one another till he drove off the arena.
Only cause you used your awesome mind powers!
Sure...
Well...it's almost time.
Just one more fight then we've hit the big time.
Good luck Stache!
You won't need it though! Thanks to my handiwork of course!
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We're almost there. Hang on!
This pathway should lead the closest to the center of the plant. Concerning that a code's needed to open the door, I doubt that the U-
...Let's just keep going.
Keep them. Well actually...take the Yashichis with you. Assuming your willing to help an ally out.
You see, my boss got himself in a bit of a pickle; he's trapped in a factory sieged by the UKR. And since the base requires constant surveillance, only me and Bass Dok are able to go and rescue them. As I stopped for a bite, it occurred to me that we alone will probably fail. And since you managed to attack our base and get out with what looks like hardly a scratch, well...
What I'm basically asking is; are you in?
I've got a whole host of questions. For one, you're the one that attacked the camp, right? And destroyed multiple top of the line turrets? And almost made my mates use a virus bomb to eradicate everything within the area? And finally...
You did this all by yourself?
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You're R.O.B., right? We need to talk. It's about-
He's trying to tell you that you may be infected with Grey Matter and doesn't want to alert the whole crew.
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Frankly Miss I find that hard to believe as I followed his bike's track to this location. There still fresh. If he was in an airbike accident, then why is the most recent set of tracks those leading from his bike to the lab.
Look...I'll go in with cuffs, I just need to speak with him.
Well that's not go-
The UKR?
Hmm...before being trapped within my blade, I remember them talking about some plan to merge with an budding army to supply enough despair to their vessel.
How's your arm holding up?
Yo. Fang's here right? I need to speak with him about something.
Another banana. Really?
And of course.
Hey, Quin.
Yes Master?
It's Null. Anyways...I don't know how to say this but...
What is it?
I'm not sure you can comprehend this but... I just wanted to tell ya that frankly your the only friend I've got, and that's something I can live with. I'm just happy I've got someone to talk to, and I'm glad it's you. I know it's a bit strange, but I just wanted you to know that.
Hey Quin, you alright?
Is it something I said?
That's probably him. Probably.
You're not!? But you look just like one!
Steller. Quiet.
In any case, I'd rather not talk about it. It...feels strange to think about it.
It's cause he got kicked out cause he was brave enough to voice his own opinion.
...All that matters is that you helped my blade free me-
That's me!
...you helped my blade free me, so I'm in your debt.
The Dark Matter you seek is not of this dimension, hence why it's still not going off even with my presence. Rather...we're something called Grey Matter.
Whereas Dark Matter comes from this universe, Grey Matter comes from an alternative dimension known as the Parallel*. That's also why it infect you machines instead of organics.
I've got it!
If one of you places a teleporter and sets it far away from here and the other applies a heavy weight to the angry mustached ball guy, he could fall through the floor here and fall into the teleporter, thereby taking care of your prob-
Oh.