MDNI, pure lewd DNI
Current main muse: Galaxy Man
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A multi-muse Confection of jamcat
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I didn't really want to comment on it because I'm exasperated atp, but honestly I think the bulk of people shifting off back to hellsite bettered everyone's spaces, theirs included.
I wish no negativity towards anyone here. I just want to write the fun/silly fictions with friends, dude. 3
I didn't really want to comment on it because I'm exasperated atp, but honestly I think the bulk of people shifting off back to hellsite bettered everyone's spaces, theirs included.
I wish no negativity towards anyone here. I just want to write the fun/silly fictions with friends, dude. 3
Ah, never change, space-boy. Never change.
Ah, never change, space-boy. Never change.
“O- okay! I will! Thank you, Rock! I- I really appreciate it!”
The eyes on his screen have turned in to caret symbols, making him look like a smiling calculator.
[ ^^ ]
Either way, the blue bomber let out a sigh of relief.. thank goodness he was okay. The last thing he needed was his little bro turned into a toaster or something-
Rock patted Galaxy’s head gently as he chuckled to himself.
“Well your nightmare is over!-
Just stay by me and things
“Ahah... well, yeah. You could say that. First I woke up in a junkyard, which really freaked me out, and then I flew away and crash landed in a swamp...”
“I've had a long day.”
“O- okay! I will! Thank you, Rock! I- I really appreciate it!”
The eyes on his screen have turned in to caret symbols, making him look like a smiling calculator.
[ ^^ ]
“Ahah... well, yeah. You could say that. First I woke up in a junkyard, which really freaked me out, and then I flew away and crash landed in a swamp...”
“I've had a long day.”
Meeeh, probably not.
Rock did wonder one thing though.
“You bet!
Though, it does seem kinda weird that you’re all busted up. We fixed you up after that Wily incident,
You.. got yourself stuck somewhere again, lil’ bro?”
“Uh- sure! It sounds like you know your stuff! And, I mean, you're Mega Man! What can't you do if you put your mind to it?”
“Ahah... well, yeah. You could say that. First I woke up in a junkyard, which really freaked me out, and then I flew away and crash landed in a swamp...”
“I've had a long day.”
“Uh- sure! It sounds like you know your stuff! And, I mean, you're Mega Man! What can't you do if you put your mind to it?”
💡!
“I could fix you up!
I’ve seen Dr. Light do maintenance on some of the others, I might be able to fix you up just off of seeing him do it-
I know it involves a bunch of.. screwdrivers, some equipment do hickeys, some loud noises- some-“
D'aw...
“But, uh, I should probably see someone about maintenance first... I still feel stiff in the joints, and I'm afraid it might be rust... I'm too young to rust!”
“Uh- sure! It sounds like you know your stuff! And, I mean, you're Mega Man! What can't you do if you put your mind to it?”
D'aw...
“But, uh, I should probably see someone about maintenance first... I still feel stiff in the joints, and I'm afraid it might be rust... I'm too young to rust!”
Black Holes as weapons can be really reliable when you have a clear strategy.
You can be really dangerous and a formidable fighter if you think it through since they’re like hungry little purple traps!
You’ll be fine!”
D'aw...
“But, uh, I should probably see someone about maintenance first... I still feel stiff in the joints, and I'm afraid it might be rust... I'm too young to rust!”
I'm not exactly 100% right now, but I CAN provide Galaxy Man being a space goober. I imagine him acting a bit younger considering his DLN number, despite his intellect in regards to space travel.
I'm not exactly 100% right now, but I CAN provide Galaxy Man being a space goober. I imagine him acting a bit younger considering his DLN number, despite his intellect in regards to space travel.
To be quite honest, it ain’t that hard to dodge your Black Hole Bomb.
You kinda just.. throw one of them out and hope they hit.
…
Kinda thinking of it, most of you guys kinda do that when Wily reprograms you-
He has bad battle strategies-“
The droid extends its orb-ish hand, as a gesture of goodwill.
It sounds... vaguely familiar, actually. He really doesn't like the feeling it gives him, though.
“Well, thank you very much for the updated information! I am Galaxy Man, creation of the wonderful Dr. Light! I plan trajectories in the blink of an eye for space travel, you see.”
The droid extends its orb-ish hand, as a gesture of goodwill.
But, there is a panel missing from his side, which may have been knocked loose by something. Maybe the young man was onto something?
Spoke the young engineer.
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
But, there is a panel missing from his side, which may have been knocked loose by something. Maybe the young man was onto something?
It sounds... vaguely familiar, actually. He really doesn't like the feeling it gives him, though.
“Well, thank you very much for the updated information! I am Galaxy Man, creation of the wonderful Dr. Light! I plan trajectories in the blink of an eye for space travel, you see.”
It doesn’t actually reach the moon, but it allows for a cheaper & closer teleport connection to the space stations, then to a facility on the moon.
However, the robot running the thing went crazy, so they kinda shut down the project.”
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
It sounds... vaguely familiar, actually. He really doesn't like the feeling it gives him, though.
“Well, thank you very much for the updated information! I am Galaxy Man, creation of the wonderful Dr. Light! I plan trajectories in the blink of an eye for space travel, you see.”
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
“Well, Jakob Elevator and its connected stations are off-limits to low-ranks, and I don’t think I’m going to get that kind of access anytime soon.”
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
Like nobody ever thought of picking up that Lunatic Reploid?
It’s literally right there, a shuttle away…”
She points at the moon.
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
Not today, swamp-yard witch! NOT TODAY!
You owe me after crashing here after all you damn piece of space trash!”
Not today, swamp-yard witch! NOT TODAY!
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
Which was true, for despite being relatively young in age...late teens, Subaru was surprisingly gifted when it came to technology.
"And DLN-072? I take that's your serial number Galaxy man, you -
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
Spoke the male, fully understanding the other's recoil and hesitation. As he was just offered a hand from a complete stranger..
"My name's subaru, I'm an engineer."
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
“I, uh- apologies! Tampering with me would, uh... mess up some proprietary, super expensive parts! Uh, yeah! You wouldn't want that bill, believe me- I cost way too much to trash!”
If bots could sweat-
“Hehehe~ You know…I could always give you maintenance myself, make you into something actually worth something~
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“I, uh- apologies! Tampering with me would, uh... mess up some proprietary, super expensive parts! Uh, yeah! You wouldn't want that bill, believe me- I cost way too much to trash!”
If bots could sweat-
That seems to get a spark of hope out of the poor space-bot.
“P- please! Take me to him! He knows Dr. Light, so he should know what to do! Hopefully...”
Figured, the DLN sounded familiar.
Zero’s hand lifted Galaxy Man’s arm upwards and over the shoulder.
He wasn’t heavy at all, at least to Zero he ain’t-
“Funny you say that.
We have a Light robot back at the base.
Rock Light
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Also known as ‘𝖬𝖾𝗀𝖺 𝖬𝖺𝗇’
Heard of him?
He might help”
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
That seems to get a spark of hope out of the poor space-bot.
“P- please! Take me to him! He knows Dr. Light, so he should know what to do! Hopefully...”
He hops up out of the mud, revealing a... surprisingly intact chassis, still gleaming as the mud rolled off.
-well it wasn’t HER swamp. More so one of the swamps she had created throughout the world she found herself in…-
“And I’M the swamp witch, Metallia. Now, you better have a good reason for crashing into this place…”
He hops up out of the mud, revealing a... surprisingly intact chassis, still gleaming as the mud rolled off.
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
Spoke the brunet, before extended at hand out for the... hopefully mistakenly discarded robot. As he couldn't see anything functionally wrong with him.
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
I’m sure anyone would be joyous to find an opportunity to save at least A life, robotic or otherwise.”
He can’t help but wonder why he’s there? The robot didn’t seem like a bad guy, so it can’t be a maverick.
What was going on?
“I could lead you out if
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...