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「 time is a boomerang,

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤnot an arrow. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe's soon to leave after Inkcap, fleeing back to the woods.

ㅤㅤ⌜ And with that notion, he leaves out of the labs himself.

ㅤㅤ. . . It's a long trek home. ⌟
February 14, 2025 at 6:12 PM

「 They already have their son, their brother. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe shakes his head, heading to the door.

「 Besides... 」

ㅤ‘ Can I ask why? ’

「 My work here is done. I don't belong in this house anymore. 」
February 14, 2025 at 1:55 AM

「 My work here is done. I don't belong in this house anymore. 」

ㅤㅤ⌜ Lingering a moment longer, the fox withdraws a quiet sigh. His worries and anxieties could be pushed down for a little while longer.

ㅤㅤ. . . Now his attention went back to Quint. Curiosity and suspicion clashes. ⌟

ㅤ‘ Are you going to leave once I depart? ’

「 Take all the time you need. 」
February 14, 2025 at 1:45 AM
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ㅤㅤ➣ㅤㅤ𝐃 𝐖 𝐍 — ∞⃝   ㅤ :ㅤㅤ𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳.

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January 21, 2025 at 10:47 PM

「 Take all the time you need. 」

ㅤㅤ⌜ That seemed to be his only viable option to regroup, he thinks, and perhaps even formulate a better plan of action. But even if the sense rung in him, he can't help the aching in his chest taking it over. ⌟

ㅤ‘ I . . . need a moment before I do. ’

「 If my memory serves me right, it was a little less fair than that... but that doesn't matter. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe shrugs.

「 You should probably go home. That'll be the first place Lunus will look when Mega tells them you're alright, yeah? 」
February 13, 2025 at 10:12 PM

「 If my memory serves me right, it was a little less fair than that... but that doesn't matter. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe shrugs.

「 You should probably go home. That'll be the first place Lunus will look when Mega tells them you're alright, yeah? 」

ㅤ‘ Stagknight . . . ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ Any remainder of his rough exterior had openly vanished at the mention of his friend. ⌟

ㅤ‘ That damned fake probably did it before Mega could get the chance to free him. Urgh . . . ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ Turning to side eye him. ⌟

ㅤ‘ So what? Do I just stay here and wait? ’

「 Now, personally, I'd pin the blame on the reploid that actually took his eye out. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe rolls his eyes with a laugh, slowly putting his mask back on.

「 But they're both fine. At worst, they feel guilty over not being able to save Stagknight yet. 」
February 13, 2025 at 9:57 PM

「 Now, personally, I'd pin the blame on the reploid that actually took his eye out. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe rolls his eyes with a laugh, slowly putting his mask back on.

「 But they're both fine. At worst, they feel guilty over not being able to save Stagknight yet. 」

ㅤ‘ Rrrgh . . . ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ Fists clenching, breaking into a pace. His ears pin back against his head. ⌟

ㅤ‘ Even if he's fine . . . I'm still responsible. He's just as family as Lunus.

ㅤㅤ. . . I just need to know they're both okay. ’

「 This is Maverick Hunter HQ we're talking about. Aren't you considered a Maverick? I don't think you /can/ visit him. Not safely, at least. 」
February 13, 2025 at 3:06 PM

「 This is Maverick Hunter HQ we're talking about. Aren't you considered a Maverick? I don't think you /can/ visit him. Not safely, at least. 」

ㅤ‘ But I should / be / there! ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ It was only fair. Mega saved his life, and he repaid him with cowardice ; not having the ability to save him from a path that could've been avoided.

ㅤㅤIn the same vain . . . Maverick Hunter HQ was somewhere Inkcap couldn't be. ⌟

「 Don't work yourself into a panic. Clearly, he'll end up alright. 」
February 13, 2025 at 2:24 PM
Tenth Plague: Death of the Firstborn
February 13, 2025 at 2:12 PM

「 Don't work yourself into a panic. Clearly, he'll end up alright. 」

ㅤㅤ⌜ Shooting back up to stand, his breath faltering for a moment. What had happened in the time he was gone? ⌟

ㅤ‘ I - I have to go see him. Now. ’

「 I mean that he should already be back at Maverick Hunter HQ, getting the frayed wires repaired. It's past 5, right? 」
February 13, 2025 at 2:12 PM

「 I mean that he should already be back at Maverick Hunter HQ, getting the frayed wires repaired. It's past 5, right? 」

ㅤㅤ⌜ Suddenly alert. ⌟

ㅤ‘ What do you mean, being fixed now? ’

「 Depends on what you mean. 」
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe gestures to the exposed metal—

「 That's /very/ recent in my memory, so about 15 years from now. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd then to the empty socket—

「 And if I remember right... this is getting fixed right now. 」
February 13, 2025 at 2:05 PM

「 Depends on what you mean. 」
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe gestures to the exposed metal—

「 That's /very/ recent in my memory, so about 15 years from now. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd then to the empty socket—

「 And if I remember right... this is getting fixed right now. 」

ㅤ‘ Comforting. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ So his assumption was correct. He stares after him, studying the damage on his right side. ⌟

ㅤ‘ . . . Even that? ’

「 A /lot./ Being 15 years from the future will do that to you. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe retracts the blade, putting it back in the toolbox.

「 It'll be a long time before he gets like me, so don't worry. 」
February 13, 2025 at 1:56 PM

「 A /lot./ Being 15 years from the future will do that to you. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe retracts the blade, putting it back in the toolbox.

「 It'll be a long time before he gets like me, so don't worry. 」

ㅤ‘ . . . So you witnessed it after all. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ The real conclusion was dodged. It was a reality that Inkcap didn't want to face head on, especially with not a wound so severe like that . . .

ㅤㅤAnger begins to whittle to melancholy. ⌟

ㅤ‘ What happened to you? ’

「 How else do you think I knew you were going to be here? 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThat's not an answer to his question.
February 13, 2025 at 1:45 PM

「 How else do you think I knew you were going to be here? 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThat's not an answer to his question.

ㅤㅤ⌜ Eyes to the pieces of the helmet, a slight crease in his tired narrowed gaze. ⌟

ㅤ‘ Riddle me this, Quint.

ㅤㅤYou look just like a bot that saved my ass from where that came from. Is that fate, or a coincidence? ’
February 13, 2025 at 1:38 PM

「 Age hasn't unsteadied my hand yet, I suppose. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe walks over to grab a rag, handing it to Inkcap.

「 And I suppose you don't intend to bleed all over yourself? 」

ㅤㅤ⌜ — what Mega had, there would be much more of a mess.

ㅤㅤWhile the back of his head throbbed, it could finally breathe. ⌟

ㅤ‘ It'll heal, ’ㅤ⌜ he grumbles after a moment of smoothing out the fur. ⌟ㅤ‘ That was a clean cut. ’
February 13, 2025 at 12:59 PM

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd carefully does he reveal the sharp edge of the blade, dragging it along the helmet carefully. After a short moment, he reaches Inkcap's neck. Moving to the sides, it really isn't long before the helmet is in four pieces.

ㅤ‘ . . . Quint. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ He repeats it softly to himself. Hidden gazes are suspicious but wide, stuck to disbelief. Had he known what he was thinking? ⌟

ㅤ‘ I'll . . . keep that in mind. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ He has no choice but to take what aid he's able now. Settling, Inkcap lowers his head. ⌟

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe lets out one breath of a laugh, walking over to the table, blade in hand.

「 Please, just call me Quint. It'll make everything easier on us both. 」
February 13, 2025 at 7:58 AM

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe lets out one breath of a laugh, walking over to the table, blade in hand.

「 Please, just call me Quint. It'll make everything easier on us both. 」

ㅤㅤ⌜ But the answer is plain to see. No longer Mega, but someone so similar, he can hardly get his bearings straight. ⌟

ㅤ‘ Who are you? ’
February 13, 2025 at 7:43 AM

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe brown hair that barely reaches his shoulders is far too similar to another— and when he grabs the knife, turning his head back around...

ㅤ‘ You could say that again . . . ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ Quizzical looks are flashed, taking a pace back to get a better look at the other. Notable features strike him odd, and with an off familiarity he catches himself doubting. ⌟

「 That's what the "I suppose" was for. You've had a long day, I can tell. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIt looks back over at Inkcap for a short moment, before putting the blade down and grabbing at his mask.

「 Should probably take this off so I can see better... 」
February 13, 2025 at 7:17 AM
god i wish i had a beer
February 13, 2025 at 5:45 AM
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🏵️ “What should I do?" I ask God desperately,

but God says, "I don't know." 🐁

#MMRP #OCRP #MVRP
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February 12, 2025 at 9:47 PM

「 That's what the "I suppose" was for. You've had a long day, I can tell. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIt looks back over at Inkcap for a short moment, before putting the blade down and grabbing at his mask.

「 Should probably take this off so I can see better... 」

ㅤ‘ As much as I would / like / that, ’ㅤ⌜ he hisses lowly, ⌟ㅤ‘ I've matters to attend to as soon as we're done. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ Laced with a tinge of apprehension and bitterness ; but who could blame him? ⌟
February 12, 2025 at 5:24 PM

「 I'm well aware. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe voice was very clearly modified, but there was no clear device for that.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe leads Inkcap downstairs, into the heart of the lab. A table lay in the center, surrounded by shelves of boxes of supplies.

ㅤㅤ⌜ Still, he follows what the robot master had told him, and cautiously nods. ⌟

ㅤ‘ ` Rock ` sent me. ’

ㅤㅤ⌜ If that still meant anything now . . . ⌟
February 11, 2025 at 6:24 PM
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THOUGH HIS BODY SAYS STOP
February 10, 2025 at 5:31 PM

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ..a familiar figure comes by Light Labs. He knew he was coming,and yet it's still a pleasant surprise.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhen the figure knocks, there's no response... how odd.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPerhaps he...
February 10, 2025 at 7:08 PM

「 Emotions are hard. I understand. 」
... yeah! yeah! i should!
i. feel a lot about him. but. it's complicated?

but. mm.

( he's spacing out. bad. eyes stare forward, but at nothing in particular. head empty. )

「 ..no matter what you do, it's gotta be lonely at the top. So at least tell him you're thinking of him. 」
January 19, 2025 at 5:02 PM