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Breaking Out
Here’s how Joe saw it:
The city was dead, and so were its people. His last stand had only served to cement Wily’s grip on the place, and since then they’d all been molded into being more like automatons than the robots that kept things running. There wasn’t any way to get them to rise up. He couldn’t save them. He couldn’t save this city. His time there was over.
But he could do something for his old friend Tom, and Tom’s “son.” He couldn’t save the city, but there were people he could help. Individuals. And maybe that was all he could do.
Maybe it’d be enough.
“Right, so, my undying love of blowing shit up aside, the only way we’re making it in is by sneaking in,” he said, laying out a sheet of paper on the table and sketching out Wily’s fortress. “Thing is, I dunno about entrances or exits. I don’t think we can take on the robot masters head on, not if Wily’s smart about it — not even you, kiddo.”
He gave Megaman a meaningful look.
“But then there’s the area that the Snipers come outta, and go back into. Now the question is: is that parta the factory, are they assembled and disassembled there? And what d’ya think Wily’s put in place to keep the likes of us out…”
The biggest problem was the lack of windows below the 20th story of the tower. Well, besides the robots. And everything.
“Also once we’re in I got no clue where Light is.”
“So yeah we’re prolly gonna die.”
Anonymous asked: Hey, Terri here, being on anon so I can send you the truffles over! *M!A: A small box, wrapped with red ribbon, appears in front of you*
HOLY SHIT TELEPORTING CHOCOLATE OH GOD
Anonymous asked: Wily's fortress probably has fancy tea and chocolate, sir.
…
also a REALLY
gud paoint
askarandomcitizen asked: I may be able to help on the chocolate front, though i'm a little limited in what I have. If you give me some time I can make truffles, maybe?
sure
AND NO I DIDNT do it for anoyones on good okay you can take care of your shit I KNOW that now
I did it bcause i have a fucking metal plate in my head and i needed to deal with that or a while okay
i don’t now what I am anymore or why I’m uherer
here
whatever
also where the fuck is my bicycle n gasoline and guns
so many guns
hey where can i find chocolate
also what s a kamomil
camomille?
is that franech
oh
whoops
