As the Kracken comes on screen, Jack comes to realize something.

So Compass...Where are the defense systems. Due to my programming as a specialist, I can most likely operate them.

Well...let's give this a shot. I need his KI after all...
Null walks into the arena, getting Duracell's attention.
Excuse me...Duracell? Is it true you're working for Regulus?

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There he is!
Can we prepare a ambush?
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No...not yet. Duracell will recognize us as potentional enemies. We'll not even be able to lay a finger on him with that bug...well...bugging us.

Pipeline then looks down at his phone.

Besides...seems we've already got someone on the job.

With a flash, Null appeared beside Duracell's arena and waits in the "get your but kicked for free" line.

[*WARNING* *WARNING* This post contains scenes of blood and profanity. If you want to understand the story, simply go to the TDLR section. Thank you.]

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Hanson: Hey come on now, you done yet?
?TA??Er ?: Almost...
Jack: That will show them sir.


*BAM*


Jack: Sir!
Hanson: Jack get down!
Hanson tackles Jack to the ground as another shot rings out.
Hanson: We need to fall back!
Jack: But what about *static*
Hanson: His brain's splattered on the wall for crying out loud. He's dead Jack! We need to go now!



Before Null could even react, he felt himself being pulled fowards once more, yet still standing still. However, this time there were people wearing blue and black.



*translated*Hey, help me move this body.
*translated*Yes sir!

*some time later...*







Jack? Hanson? Where are you?

...Hey anyone there?

Anyone?

Why...

Why am I so cold...


Yet again, Null was sent further fowards in time, this time to the present.

???:Two tigers! 12 o clock sir!
???:Roger that Jordan.

Hanson? Is that you? It's me...
K...
K...
Why can't I remember my name? Why can't I remember anything?

Suddenly, a Tiger tank can be seen in position and opens fire on the soldiers. While the shot misses, it does bring the wall down.

What was that? AGGGGGHHHHH!

This time, Null feels himself being slowly forced near the rubble as the sky grows a bleak dark blue/almost black.

[[{missile} I'm...I'm dead...It all make sense now...That loud bang...Oh God...Oh God why?
This...this can't be heaven...nor hell...I'm...a picture?
I...I can't die like this!
I CAN'T DIE LIKE THIS!

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TDLR

Just as the captain finished a drawing of Kilroy, he was shot by an sniper, killing him on the spot. By either a miracle or a curse, his soul became intertwined within the drawing. A few months later, the wall Kilroy was on collapsed due to an explosion, causing Kilroy to be freed.

As the soldiers walk...no, run backwards, Null hears a strange whisper coming from right below him. Null drops down and hears the whisper from behind. As he turns around, he is knocked to the ground and finds the soldiers from before standing there with an additional member.


Soldier 1: Hanson! Come on, we've haven't checked this place yet.
Hanson: Fine, *static*.
?TA??Er ?: Jack, what do you see?
Jack(Not Skeleton Jack): Nothing yet sir.
?TA??Er ?: Keep your eyes open. Those Germans could be anywhere.

: Strange...

Null suddenly felt himself being flown forwards, yet still standing still. With a blink of an eye, it seems like the soldiers have taken different positions.

I'm...watching a different scene?

Hanson: ?TA??Er, what are you doing?
?TA??Er: [I'm drawing. Leaving those Germans a message to let them know we're coming back.
Jack: But what if-
?TA??Er: Didn't you say that they were miles away?
Jack: Yes but-
?TA??Er: We've got time.

As the soldier draws a line, it occurs to Null that the sun is setting, right around the time of when he first found the building.

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As Jack listens to the captain's story, a scroll rolls pass him. Before he can turn around, he hears a low humming sound.


...
The drone seems to be trying to catch the scroll.

Thinking fast, Jack steps on it to stop it. The drone stops moving and simply stares at him.

You desired for it to be stopped, correct?

The drone continues to look at him.
Nevermind, just leave it for now...I'll come back later.
Jack takes a second to realize what the issue is.
Oh. Sorry...
As Jack moves his foot, a astral projection of the big dipper appears to pick up the scroll.
Oh! Thank you.

The drone then looks over to Compass Man.

I hate to bother you Compass, but when you get the chance, I...never-mind.
...

As the Lyric leaves quickly, Jack realizes something.

In order to achieve help, I believe that requiring your name will make the process quicker.
My name? Oh! It's Aratis! I'm the Astrologer...unless you're here to replace me! Why else who a newcomer be here! You're probably a much better one too. No no no no n-
Aratis flies away as fast as possible to her private quarters...
Well...that was odd.

@TheHighTower : Did you have anyone planned for Stargazer?

*???*

What...what happened?
Null finds himself in the middle of a field.
...wat?
Null looks around and sees yellow flowers for miles.
Well...this is just great. I'm dead...again. Though this time it's not just darkness...Does that mean I'm actually dead dead? Well...let's just boot up the old...?
Instead of the keyboard that Null was used to, it was an strange machine bearing resemblance to a miniature Enigma Machine.
...Okay then...
Null throws the machine away.

Hello? Anybody?
...
So...is this what's its like when I bodyjack someone? They get sent to their own afterlife?

A wind began to pick up as Null was lost in thought and emotion. Though what emotion is a mystery. Happiness? Fear? Shame? Eventually...

Well...I just can't stand in one position forever. Let's explore.

...

Null flies in one direction for what seems like hours before coming across a building.

Okay...so in my afterlife there are buildings from the 40s. Neat.

Null looks around and finds that various faceless figures dressed in green are shouting at each other. Seeing this, Null ducks behind some rubble.

Shame I can't understand what their saying. At least I'm not alone...
...Wait...are they...

Null realizes that their moving not forwards, but backwards. Suddenly the rubble he was standing next to rose and formed into a wall.

So I'm watching this in reverse. Interesting.

Null climbs onto the wall to get a better look...


(@TheHighTower : Trust me when I say this, the ship idea might not work. I tried doing that and everyone left, save for Joey, who's still on the ship. Legends say that he's drawn a kingdom in there. Plus, people might not have any characters to spare so they can join Rugal's ship. You just have to come up with your own characters to operate it. Not that no one's interested in your idea mind you.)

As Fafnir is pushed back by the dark energy, the meme energy pushes Fafnir forwards. The the two energies combine to form...


Dank Fafnir!

I detect that you made three-posts worth of content. triangle. Who what else has a triangle? The Illuminati. Illuminati confirmed!
Dank Fafnir fires a wave made of dank energy, directly stopping Shaggy Negro from attacking due to his properties as being derived from a meme!

I agree with the phrase...Impressive. Do you have any D-Cans? Otherwise known as Diesel.

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Through the usage of various memes by Memelord Trimarc, the egg grows until...

*hatch*

The egg starts to hatch!

*BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM* Insert Pokemon Hatching theme.


[Puff the Magic Dragon] Fafnir has appeared!

That aura...?
Fafnir bows before the Memelord.

The hand from earlier detaches from Memelord Trimarc and coils up into an egg. Said egg is firmly implanted into the ground, preventing it from being moved, teleported, or destroyed.

*Insert apology for second post here*

Greetings Compas Man. I am Model SNP-01J. Or Jack for short. I'm ready to start when able.

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A hand extends from the Memelord and starts draining some of the Semi-Perfects of their Ki Energy.

The only thing that's about to be pulled is you.
Unbeatable Air traps Sanae in a twister, knocking her Gohei out of her hand.

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*X years ago in an different timeline* (Last one was in a different timeline as well, just not stated)

Well...a junkyard is just as good of a place as any to find some metal.
A figure dressed in a white cloak transverses through various piles of scrap.
You know...for a famous place, the security on this place is light. Strange...
The cloaked figure finds a scrap pile of considerable size.
Hey Jade, over here.
As the large robot comes over, it starts to fall right onto the cloaked figure.
No!
Clover closes her eyes for what felt like forever until she realizes that she wasen't dead. Surprised, she opened her eyes to discover that Jade had managed to catch itself with its right arm.
Well...that was a close one. Don't worry! I'll find something for your leg.
Shovel in hand, Clover started to dig through the junk until a sizable piece of junk was found.
This should work. Jade! Can you bring this to the hole in your leg.
Jade grabs the metal and holds it upright long enough for Clover to screw it into place using various tools.
That should be enough support for it. Try it now...er...wait a second.
Clover gets a sizable distance before Jade stands. As Clover cheers and jumps in excitement, she trips on an bike. As she tries to get herself back up, she places her hand on a button. In less than a second, a blue bubble is formed around her.
Huh? What...
Is this...a field generator? Where's it coming from...AH HA!
Clover clears the nearby junk to find a...Telly?
I've never heard of a Telly creating a force field. Must be some aspiring doctor's creation. Well...finders keepers. Jade, pick up any junk you think you need. Also, take this with you.
Jade simply does a salute before picking up the Telly.

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Back at a makeshift lab...
And just connect the wires to the battery and...there.
The machine comes to life with a jolt.
Why?
I forgot to reset it.
Clover pulls out a handbook.
4E 2T 1A. Confirm changes.

The Telly falls silent again for a while before waking up once more, albeit in a new location from the junkyard.
Telly model-12S awaiting orders.
Running self-check. Activating personality program. Activating memory program.
Check complete.
[[image]()]{nature} Hello? Can you hear me?
Hello. I'm Telly Model 12S. I-
Hmm...4E 2T 1A. Re-run personality program.

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HI!
AHH!
Oh...sorry for starling you there...
Clover fixes her coat and takes at look at the Telly.
It's fine...I'm just surprised that I managed to get you working!
Horray! I've got a job.
In a sense, you do... You're gonna help me become a hero. How does that sound?
...
Uh 12S? You oka-
YIIIPPPEEEEE!
...Now then...what's a good name. It's got to be something quicker than Twelve S.
Clover looks around the room before resting her eyes upon a salt shaker.
How about Shaker?

Skeleton Jack simply stands in silence. Against every biocell screaming at him to run and never look back he took up his offer.
This will suffice. I look forward to training under you...though...what name should I call you?

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*X Years Ago*

Useless! These hunks of junk can't even touch him!
An old man clears a nearby table of blueprints and reaches for a phone.
Cossack. Come in. Cossack. Come in.
...
Dust Man, a special shipment of junk is coming your way. I want it destroyed quicky.
Understood Doctor. Also...Doctor?
Yes?
...For this Mega Man...is it true that he's slain the others and this is his next stop?
...
Say no more doctor. I assure you that he will join my brothers shortly.
...

Cossack hangs up and looks as a spare blueprint designed by Wily himself.

Look at this. The man could be bettering his country and instead is focused on conquering it. And he's not even good at it. He makes a revolution in the defense department in the form of force fields and the man chooses to throw it away because they can't stop solar energy...

I'm one to talk...I'm trying to kill possibly our one hope against a madman's dream come true...
Cossack slumps into his desk.
Kalinka...I'm so sorry...I should of protected you...

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Defense Telly 1:So...we're gonna take down Mega Man at this junkyard right?
Defense Telly 2:Wrong.
1:Wrong? So we're just passing by?
2:No you bolt! We're getting scrapped!
1:Scrapped? Is that another word for parade? I love-
2:Are you out of your mind? We're gonna die!
1:D-D-Die?
1:Yes, die you idiot. As in function no more.
1:But...we did everything we were supposed to. We make shields and protect robots. We did everything right. Why are we gonna be scrapped?
1:We're...not required.
1:Not required? But-

An alarm goes off as the dump truck unloads its cargo into a crater.

1:Why?

1 year later...

1:Why?

1 year later...

Why?

X years later...

why

Precisely. I predict with 70% accuracy that a power boost is required to survive long enough to discover my true purpose.
However...there is a issue. It is stated that a...pure...heart is required. What about those with no heart nor with the understanding of a heart?

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Memelord Trimarc is suddenly bombarded by various images, each resembling letters.

LET US OUT
LET US OUT
LET US OUT

"Look down"
Sure enough, a robot's jumping up and down trying to get Cranky's attention. It's...

Skeleton Jack?

Meanwhile, Burial Moth looks elsewhere for Cranky, resulting in him to leave the scene.

The rockets hit Burial Moth, dealing light damage.
A FTL laser strikes Cranky's position...
...
What the...where did he go?

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A paper airplane is thrown in Cranky's vicinity. Open it?

Burial Moth is too enveloped in the fight to even make a quip. Instead, he has his arm fly back to him and flies in the air. Burial Moth absorbs moonlight emitting from a nearby moon and starts to glow blue itself.

Chivalry is dead. Like you're about to be!

Six FTL lasers blast at random targets, including Fang and Orange! All the while, Burial Moth extends both arms.


Die dirty ape, die!

A large barrage of missiles fly from its fingers, turning the area into an smoking crater, sending the gem flying!

The pilot of Burial Moth is taken aback.

Did you just casually knock off one of mech's arms like it was nothing?

Congratulations. I've backing off on the gem...
Cranky is knocked back by the fallen arm flying into it. However, HighTower somehow knew what I planned to do beforehand and dodged it.
And now I'm focused on you. You're gonna die old man!
Burial Moth tries to crush Cranky with a foot stomp.

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As the walls began to crack once more, a strange beast flails itself around. Though Pipeline had seen this before with other virsues, there was something about this one that strangely excited him.

Look at it.
Sir?
Look at this...Quin creature.
What about it sir?
Think about it. We've captured and destroyed a whole host of various virsuses, yet here is something new.
Yes...I suppose Quin is our first non-virsus capture in a long while.
[Exactaly! Now you're getting it!]{empty_electricy}
?
The fact is that this thing poses a threat to both the System and possibly the inhabiants of this forum.
And?
We've just possibly saved the system, our lives, and others. Doesn't that fill you with some sort of pride?
Section Two states that we're not programmed to feel anything sir, save for core personality functions. We're only programmed to-
To serve the system. To protect it and give our lives when it comes time to do so. I know. That's not the point I'm trying to make. I-
Look...I'm willing to feel every pain imaginable twice if it means that we can keep the system alive. But I'm willing to feel every pain imaginable thrice if it means we can keep every non-freak alive. Does that make sense?
...
Fine. You're only programmed for guard duty after all, not idle chitchat. You're dismissed.
Reluctantly, the system bot stood there for a couple of seconds before walking out the door. All the while, Pipeline simply stared at Quin before hitting a button, allowing him to speak directly into the room.
While some look at you as a vital piece to finding Null, I see you as a menace and would have you destroyed on the spot. Remember that Quin, for you and I are the only two that know what you really are, 0-10.