angsty-cobrafish

[angsty-cobrafish]

who are you gay for bass? Any dude in particular?

"None of yer fuckin' business."

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@dwn040​ moved from x

“Ya better take back what ya said about Trebs!  He’s the best bot ta ever exist and if I hear ya say anything bad about ‘im I’m gonna tear ya a whole new ass body!”

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specialwilynumbers​:

none of them were questioning. more of comet standing there and giving a proper wave, Glue giving those adorable fish eyes. as for the two others .. well, “startled” wasn’t enough description to their situation with W.Waltz being the first one to scream from the sudden door crash and instantly hides behind glue while yo-yo takes upon himself with no first thought and instantly tosses one of his yo-yo’s right to bass’es face for defense. that might cause some damage alright..

not few seconds of the such throw of event with yo-yo sighing heavily from his burst attack. before he idly stands back. green eyes fixated from at the other. blinks to follow..he somewhat caught on the identity of this bot .. thanks to the known color scheme and spared info from his speedster little sister.  ❝  wait  a  minute .. are  you..?  ❞

❝   uh-oh,  you  miight  want  to  fwiix  that  before  Nail  Man  makes  your  days  mere  numbers.  ❞ glue remarked as cut yo-yo’s speech, finger poiting right up at the broken door. meanwhile Waltz was still behind his leg, peaking as she noticed her yo-yo brother’s crack talk.

Instinctively, Bass crossed his arms to block the incoming yo-yos.  “Hey!  Hey!”  He hadn’t really expected a warm welcome but not get smacked by oversized, sharpened toys.  “Yeah!  I’m Bass, not that pathetic excuse fer a 001 who fuckin’ abandoned his Linemates!”  He waved to Comet.

Getting a better look at him now, it was easy to see he was much shorter than their world’s SWN.  His ruby red optics settled on Waltz and then Glue.  “I ain’t good at fixin’ things but uh I don’t think Nail’s gonna be able ta kill me.  My armor’s near fuckin’ indestructible.”  

That said, he did at least put the door back up.  Upside down but still back in place.  “Would it help if I uh went into Civilian Mode?”  He was trying his best to show he wasn’t at all hostile towards them.

Treble said at Bass’ side, calmly watching them all.

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“Add one more ta that list there my brethren!”  Yes, he kicked down his own door for that.  No, he will not be taking any questions as to why.

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theswnfouls​:

the supposed “siblings” argument were still kept on with one side being obvious impatient animal and the other being the quite or rather the “annoyed” one for real .. till it was cut with the arrival of the other bot.

at last he was here!

the SWNs siblings instantly titled their heads for the other. the female robot gazed with her dead fish eyes, letting curious awe while maintaining the same position of her tablet held. meanwhile the male bot was looking less annoyed then before as her risen her back out of the pillar he was landing his back on this entire time.

❝ ..Please do no make a mistake for the source as I was the one inviting you onto this field, other 001.❞  Piano added. her tune was soft as were to be suspected from a roll copy but, it was surely lacking one thing that roll had. emotions. ❝ SWN - 010 Piano, pleasure to meet your acquaintance.❞  as the assistant took a respectful bow. her red blood eyes to gaze back at her “brother” that was finally attempting to stand out more as he walks past her.

❝ Tch, bout  damn  time  ye  showed  up, short pants. ❞  the male spoke out as his trace of walks continues before he stops on his track, in about five feet away from his counterpart. his ruby eyes fixated on him .. seems like purple petal wasn’t tricking him when she said he was an alt of his..and the one that those losers adopted in his place? not that he gave a shit or two about it.

what mattered to the most is the wide anger and anticipation the other had for this battle? now that’s something right up his league!

❝ eager  fer  battle  already?  now  yer  talking  my  language! ❞ his annoyed expression rightfully flipped onto a shit eating grin as he takes his position, his arm forming onto a buster, leaning it down and pointing it at the other as well.  ❝ better  make  it  up  good  if  ya  don’  wanna  rust  and  get  buried  as  scraps,  shortie. ❞ 

❝ I  shall  be  observing  the  battle  from  afar  then..❞ and thus, Piano takes her walk out of the battlefield zone, climbing her way to one of the scrap piles and sits up there. the gem on top of her head was slightly glowing within the darkness of the rust hell as she activated the recording app on her skull tablet with her finger near the record activation button for whenever the battle officially commences.

Bass only gave Piano a nod in acknowledgement.  Only hearing her introduction as his focus was on his taller alt.  Rage boiled up even more with the use of the word ‘short’.  Optics turned blood red as the Wilybot fired with no hesitation at his alt.  The plasma taking on a deadly violet color as the anger had given just enough of a power boost to make it into a charged shot.  If it hit, it would certainly feel like Forte had gotten hit by one of his own charged shots.

Despite being smaller, he was still just as powerful as any other alt.  He didn’t stay in one spot for long, using his air dash to zigzag around the other.  “CALL ME SHORT AGAIN AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS YA HUNK OF DISLOYAL JUNK!”  He bellowed, firing more shots at him.

All the while Treble sat off to the side, waiting for a command.  Noting that the other didn’t have his support unit with him.

Something Bass noted too.  “Lemme guess ya abandoned yer wolf brother too!”  He knew that would strike a circuit with any alt of his.  All of them very much cared for their canine companions.  “SINCE HE AIN’T HERE I CAN ONLY ASSUME YA LET HIM DIE!  YER A DISGRACE TA OUR NAME!”  With that he charged in, aiming a solid kick to his alt’s head.  All the anger and rage put behind it.  If it connected, it’d hurt like hell.

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hopeful-hugz​:

Good, Bass was back enough to be online. “Hold still. I don’t have your arm completely back in this timeline yet.”

Still cold and emotionless in tone, focused on bot in front of him and refusing to look him in the eyes as usual. He’s quiet as the SWN gets his bearings, went through his fear reaction and finally becomes whole again as Teal finishes bringing what was lost back into the present time.

“There… It’s alright. I froze time and got us out with minimal taken from either of us.”

It’s only then that the blue-eyed boy pulls back, out of breath from the single ordeal. Doing something like this took a lot out of him and yet he refused to show it. Right, usually the destruction that the people here were used to was flashier than a dark pulse, then nothing. He could only imagine how horrified his current companion was. As he moves to attempt to heal his own wound, he addresses Bass’ panicked questions. “I assume you know by now that aether beings are made of pure, raw creation and logic. They don’t feel, and thus tapping into that half of myself means it’s easier for me to not feel as well. It would work the same for Hope, but she chooses not to do that.”

Naturally this wasn’t without it’s risks, but the SWN didn’t need to know that. No one needed to know that. “I’m in absolute agony, but it’s not a big deal. It’s fixable, this time.” Cue a small pause and a glance behind him at the damage the full attack had caused. Where they had been previously standing, and a three foot radius around it, was completely gone. As if it had never existed in the first place. 

“…I can understand the distress, however. Take a moment to deal with it, however you need or want to.”

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Bass just stared at him.  Unable to imagine exactly how absurd that sounded, even though bots with control over time had been made.  His logic processors were looping, which had the benefit of keeping him still.  Shaking his head, Bass groaned again.  “Kid, I’m gonna need at least three defrags after this to even begin to comprehend what just came out of yer mouth.”

His optics followed Teal’s gaze to where they had been prior.  Memory files flashed in his viewports.  His fingers curled into tight fists, ruby red eyes closing as he forced them down.  Swallowing the fear that was coursing through his circuitry.  “I’ll deal with my own shit later.  Right now, I’m guardin’ ya until ya finish up fixin’ yourself up.”

Thankfully, Treble would appear and at least give the Wilybot some comfort.  The Support Unit was never too far, unless ordered to stay somewhere far from Bass.  Still, the wolfbot laid down beside both of them.  Allowing either to pet him, which he got from Bass without question.

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xniverses-gxlore​:

Uh-oh. Metal knew that look on the SWN’s face all too well. No mistaking it; Bass was now in ‘murder mode’. To be honest, it caught him off-guard a little bit, that Bass of all robots would even care about Bubble Man. Sure, he and Metal were brothers, so naturally he cared for him too. But in the 2nd generation line-up of DWNs, it was unfortunately mere fact that Bubble was indeed the weakest one. So naturally, he had expected Bass to just scoff at it, if anything.

But no. He was fully ready and prepared to obliterate anyone who had picked on his brother.

“… Look, if I tell you, you can’t tell anyone that I was the one who told ya, got it?” he sternly tells Bass. He was all for letting his brother have ‘justice’ being served, but it wasn’t gonna trace back to him. “It was this one guy that we just passed by on the streets way back when… he was like, mid-20s by then, so he could be middle-aged by now. Looked rather scrawny, all things considered. Business dude, most likely. But weird as it sounds, he still had a tattoo of all things. It was in the shape of a gear broken in half, on the back of his right hand.”

“My lips are sealed.  If it somehow gets out that you did, I didn’t say a word.”  Bass replied, voice in that strange calm that it sometimes gets when he’s angry.  It was perhaps the scarier part.  The rare instance of his temper being calm.  The calm before the storm.

The SWN listened closely, nodding once the details were given.  He’d have to go into this stealthily.  Not his strong suit but he’d make it work.  Somehow.  “I’ll make sure this fleshbag knows not to even think about disrespecting our brother.  Cover for me while I’m out if you have to.”  With that, Bass gave a final nod before going off to presumably teach that guy a lesson.  

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A hand full of cattle seeds are thrown in his face

He ducks while laughing. "Missed me ya old fart!"

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He’s laughing his ass off at his alt.  As if he hasn’t done the same exact thing before.

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hopeful-hugz​:

@angsty-cobrafish​ asked: “I don’t wanna die like this.“

*: ･ﾟ✧   the rite || Accepting

“That’s just what Nagete do.” It’s a cold response to an unexpected statement from Bass. Once again, there had been another attack on Teal and the SWN had been partially caught in it. 

Had it not been for the half-breed’s finnicky time manipulation, Hope’s brother would have been completely erased from existence… and so would he. Instead, Teal had just lost a good part of his leg and the Bass had lost part of his arm. Completely erased from existence.

Now the boy was working on getting that part back, focusing a flickering time bubble of red and pink on the area and reversing the disappearance of the limb. “They’re the direct counter to Aether Beings and our natural enemies. Destruction and Emotion incarnate, darkness to our light, whatever you want to call it.”

The next thing out of his mouth is said softer, but still with an air of focus to it. It was taking everything the half-breed had to keep hold of Bass’ part. “…You are aware that your sister and I would never let them destroy you or your family, right…?”

One moment he felt like his circuits were slowly frying away and disappearing.  Memory files flashing before his optics as viewports were bombarded with alerts.  He’d just gotten those words out before everything went black.  Then everything slowly came back, a gasp as he sat up drowned out Teal’s cold response.

Confusion flooded his systems as he looked to Teal in a mix of bewilderment.  “H-How?  We were...”  He held his head trying to process what just happened.  Already he was getting a processor ache, something he gave an audible groan to indicate.

It was then he fully registered what Teal had said, how calm he was.  The half-breed would be in for a rare reaction.  One that only a select few got to see.  Bass actually showing he was afraid.  Not much could shake him in the first place, but this did.

Ruby red optics shook as they at Teal, looking him up and down.  A tremble ran through his body, armor clanking as his joints jostled.  “Dude...you lost part of yer fuckin’ leg...”  A pause as a shuddering breath drew in and out, clearing air vents of dust.  “H-How and why are you so fuckin’ calm about this...?”

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xniverses-gxlore​:

“Glad we see optic-to-optic on that one.” Metal huffs out, the metal blade adorning his helmet having a rather ominous shimmer across it for a moment. “I was actually this close to murdering someone who decided to pick on Bubble Man… thankfully, Flash Man managed to stop me in time, and Air Man talked me out of it while I was in stasis.”

“… Hmf.” he lets out a sigh as he calms down, answering Bass’ question instead. “Well, kinda gave ya the answer already. But, the only two DWN’s who could stop me back then were Air and Flash. Air was always the voice of reason between the eight of us 2nd generation robots, always trying to keep us together. And Flash should need no explanation, but naturally, his Time Stopper kept me from going totally berserk.”

The second that Metal mentioned someone picking on Bubble, the SWN’s anger snapped back into the forefront.  His lips curled into a snarl, revealing his sharp metal fangs.  Fangs that could just as well be on par with the DWN’s own blades.  Only far more deadly with the strength in the servos that ran throughout the SWN.  

Optics going from ruby red to a murderous deep, sanguine red.  Voice dropping into a low, terrifyingly calm yet menacing growl.

“Point me to who did it.  Now.”

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xniverses-gxlore​:

“… Y’know what? Fair enough. I’m not really one to talk myself. Before you, I was the Wily Bot infamous for his temper issues. I’d get pissed off at the slightest provocation, or by people I thought were ‘stupid’. And that was a mile-long list!”

“As you can see, I’ve gotten better too. But I will still lash out at idiots who’re dumb enough to threaten fellow Wily Bots.”

The SWN leans against the wall.  A protective yet murderous glint passing over his optics.  His voice dropped into its usual protective, frightening tone. “Anyone who even fuckin’ thinks about harming my family are crushed by my hands.  Torn until their very atoms pray for the sweet release of death.”

Yet all of that melted away shortly after as his processors shifted to happier thoughts.  “So, who had to deal with you when you were rampaging?  Like how you deal with me.”  He knew he probably got some stuff from his fellow Wilys.  The doctor did tend to reuse and recycle.

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xniverses-gxlore​:

“Ooo ho  ho ho~ Did someone say- ‘da-”

“NO. NO. NO NO NO, NOPE! Go back to your room, Star!”

“… Dang it.”

Bass stares into the void.  Questioning what in the world he did to deserve this much psychic damage.

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Bass did a spit take.  “Guh...can we not call him that?  It sounds so wrong even with context.”

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He’s watching this entire conversation not sure which side to be on.  This was one of the few times his undying loyalty to family tore him in two.

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theswnfouls​:

❝ fascinating..do  you  follow  any  particular  mental  technique  to  keep  your  “enrage”  at  such  low  maximum?  this  information  shall  have  much  use  to other  reagent. ❞

she grabs out her tablet that shaped like a skull out of .. absolutely nowhere. a white stylus pushes off one of the hollows before it lands on her other hand.

There was an audible snap as he turned to Piano, crushing an E-Tank in his hand.  Its contents spraying out like a heated can of CO2.  Ruby red optics glowing blood red with murder in them.  “Get.  Out.”  

He threw the crushed E-Tank at her head.  “AND TELL THAT FUCKIN’ COWARDLY TRAITOR I’M GONNA TEAR OUT HIS IC AND MAKE HIM EAT IT WHILE I WATCH THE LIGHT LEAVE HIS OPTICS!”

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xniverses-gxlore​:

“Yeah, but last time ya did, we had to spend a whole WEEK cleanin’ up the aftermath of your tantrum!”

“Considerin’ the amount of damage, I do when I’m on rampage, that’s fuckin’ progress!  Did ya forget I leveled half the damn city once?  They’re still rebuilding some areas!”  

“Elec Man is still in therapy cuz of how much damage I did to the fuckin’ grid!”  He sounds proud of it but really, he isn’t.