... damnit /tg/... I love you. A two-day long thread that finally 404'd, and now it returns. I love every one of you fuckers.

what is this I don't even

With another motion he paused the image. It was a circuit diagram...Something so incredibly outdated he had almost forgotten that they had used it.

"Computer, run biodroid reconfig program on project M schema." He said studying the image.

Another flash and slowly the holograms blurred and reappeared one by one. The new Biodroid systems were far more streamlined and their semi-organic nature allowed for a little more play with the heuristic processes.

"Computer, overlay Protoman schema to this configuration."


Another flash and the schematics were over-layed with with new images. A Green overlay no less. The designs were near identical.

"Computer. Apply project M schema with biodroid enhancements to Protoman. Preserve the weapon and Positronic systems."

YOU BEST MAKE ZERO MANLY.

Grimdark is:

Having Samus Aran's armor being made out of the parts scavenged from a defeated Megaman.

Awesome is:

Megaman is still self aware, and voluntarily teams up with Samus Aran.

Together they fight crime.

>>7061332
Grimdark is Having Samus mindraped by the Chozo her suit being so alien it slowly is killing her and Megaman being batshit insane.

>>7061330
No worries I tend to do a good job at that.

>>7061366

Maybe, but thats too grimdark to be any fun. It destroys the point of the original character and gives nothing back in exchange.

>>7061388
Fair enough I'll play around with it a bit and get a better set up.

the first thread

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/7032538/

>>7061388

You aren't a fan of CoC are you?

Winning isn't about surviving
Winning is about killing the BBEG before you die or go insane.

The idea I had behind Samus's suit is that it would slowly give her The Guy from Say No Uta's cancer abomination vision. Except unlike Fumi, it'd be gradual so she'd be more aware of it happening, and also what's causing it.

Except she can't STOP using the suit, or else the bad guy will win, so she has to say to hell with it and keep using the suit until she can't even live with the mankind she's trying to save anymore.

Ever wondered why you never see any other humans in Metroid, and why everythings just a mish mash of geigeresque horrors and other foulness?

You think that's actually what Mother Brain looks like?

>>7061388
>too grimdark

blasphemy

>>7061449
Exactly, Also, where the fuck is this city? Mars or earth?

The Protomen did a better version of GRIMDARK Megaman.

>>7061467
Its not just megaman you know....

>>7061467

THERE ARE NO HEROES LEFT IN MAN

>>7061460

It might not be anywhere within the solar system. We've had references to Zebes as the equivalent to our Yuggoth, Aries has been mentioned as a subregion of the planet, but the wording was vague enough to imply another planet or moon.
Sonic is heavily referenced so the possibility of this being Mobius can't be denied either, though the lack of the Little Planet or the Floating Island discourage this.
No mention of Kirby, and making Dreamworld closer to the Lovecraft version seems appropriate, so that's out.
The Mario story discounts this being any of the worlds covered in that pantheon, and instead implies that the Mushroom Kingdom is some kind of mass hullucination accessable through Toadstool Drug Abuse.

It COULD be Earth, I've seen no evidence to suggest that it's mars though.
It could be somewhere in the Algol system, from Phantasy Star, as lord knows we haven't really used that setting yet.

>>7061449

> Winning is about killing the BBEG before you die or go insane.

But at the point that
>>7061449
is suggesting, Megaman is already 'batshit insane'

I will agree that a terminally-ill Samus has potential though. But if we go that route we need to make her extra badass, considering much of what she does is easily available through other technologies that DON'T kill you.

>>7061211

Source on picture?

>>7061535
I think she has the sufficiently badass down pat right now. Like I said I might rework Megaman a little bit. It might be he is the one person still optimistic in this world.

>>7061624
> It might be he is the one person still optimistic in this world.

Which would make his appearrence and fight for justice truly out of place in this world, and an excellent catalyst for other heroes to join the fight.

This is true I was toying with the idea that Light built in a part of himself. Perhaps its that optimistic portion of his personality and Megamans extremely recent creation that leads to an almost Naivete'

Wily settled into his chair. If this worked he would be able to at least ensure Light was stopped. It was madness what he was trying to do. If Wily Inc. fell Eggman and Company would proceed to take over the rest of the city without a doubt.

This was an unacceptable loss. He had seen the espionage videos of Roboniks 'biodroid factories'. Little more than slaughters houses they were it was not something he was willing to let happen to the City. These people were worthless true. But they at least could think and feel, he had done what he had to. After all there were no more heroes amongst man.

So He had to play the villain.

>that their was no way
>that their
>their

Undead do not exist.

What do exist are nanites, introduced long before any human had knowledge of wireless power distribution, transdimensional matter storage, adaptive AI, or neural interfaces. Whether it was a random malfunction or deliberate sabotage that fragmented them is unknown, but they came regardless, and the contamination affected large areas of what had been Europe. Without a functioning central control mechanism, they bound at random to people of the era, resulting in all sorts of myths and legends. The parts eventually grouped into two distinct collectives, vying for dominance over the entire system.

>>7061852
Where was that?

>>7061785
> After all there were no more heroes amongst man.
>So He had to play the villain.

Oh... I like.

>>7061901
I was actually this myself....weird.

The balance was uneasy, and humans frequently got caught up in the conflict, unknowingly taking over portions of the system as the AI used them to supplement itself. One collective became loose, scattering its resources over a wide area to opportunistically take in compatible humans as they appeared, even directing their reproduction to produce more suitable hosts. The other became centralized, picking single humans to function as its primary interfaces, restoring them as needed and making modifications as necessary. In both cases, the people affected had no understanding of what was happening, as the interface was never meant for a human mind. They only knew that they gained powers far beyond those of ordinary men.

The most successful line of development for the loose collective came to be a single family, while the centralized collective had its primary interface loaded into one man who became immune to permanent death. The loose collective was never recognized as such, but the centralized collective had a readily apparent form, and its appearance was always marked by times of chaos. Thus did the high towers of Castlevania gain their legend, as did the eternal war between Lord Dracula and the Belmont family. Even in this day, their endless battle rages, with neither side able to deliver a definitive blow. All that changed is that they now know they are being used, and that no matter which collective eventually proves superior, the end result will be the same- complete consumption of the world to complete the malfunctioning system.

>>7061913
Sarcasm? O.o

>>7061916
thinking*
Dear fucking god I can't get my hands to work right.

Oroku Saki took a long sip of his drink. A man of his stature was expected to be fond of tea, or possibly sake or beer... but he had long since given up hiding the fact that he was a Blastola Cola junkie. The door to his office slid open, and a pair of terrapin bioroids walked in.

"`Scuse me, sir, but we've got a prollem."

"What is it, Musashi?"

"The mouser units... they're goin' nuts."

"What?"

"There's sommin' in the sewers. Just too many of the sommin' for them to deal with... they're locked in exterminate mode."

"Interesting." He stood slowly, leaving the can of cola on his desk, and walked to the window. His advisors had tried to tell him that the window made him vulnerable; they didn't know about the force shield that was in place two inches behind the glass on either side. "Send the Leatherhead out. He's been itching for a fight recently. At the least, he'll have lots of little drones to play with."

"So you don' think there's gonna be anythin' down there?"

"It could be a feint. In either way, an attack will be coming soon, and it is best to keep our balance." He nodded to the terrapins, and they left. Such wonderful soldiers... but he could scarcely believe that Yoshi wanted to name them after western artists. They were warriors. They needed names that reflected that. And now... they were... well, not quite his sons. Nephews? That may be more accurate.

His students, anyway. The greatest disciples that the Foot Clan would ever have.

>>7061923

No, genuine pleasure.

>>7061923
>O.o

>>7061921
wut

>>7061936
Agreed. The thought of Wily as a bloody ANTI-villain... that has some meat to it.

>>7061964
> that has some meat to it.

especially considering his relationship with Light.

Given Lights morals, you'd think that he would never have worked alongside someone who was obviously evil.

Dorf-Turtle approves of this thread!

>>7061954
All the metaphysical occurrences were caused by an alien technology that wasn't properly tested before deployment, got lost, crashed on Earth before anyone knew what a computer was, and to top things off, someone forgot to password protect the thing. It wound up interfacing with humans through the subconscious, resulting in enough fuck-uppery that both Castlevania and the Belmonts were created.

I miss the good old day where a plumber named mario mario having to save a princess from a giant turtle with horns ans spikes on it's shell was enough for a plot.

This grimdark shit has to stop. Let's have a joyfulbright phase already!

>>7062056
I'll buy it

Damn you /tg/...I can't stop listening to Protomen since the first thread started. Damn you magnificent bastards.

Beneath a small warehouse three blocks from the corporate offices, Ivo Robotnik was juggling three tasks at once. On one screen was the invasion protocols with a constantly updated status screen. The central screen held the offerings of his marketing division for the new personal bionics line they were introducing next month. And to his left, he was playing a game of chinese checkers over the company network. Anonymously, of course.

Ivo liked chinese checkers for one reason: it was fluid. Organic. You didn't have a plan in chinese checkers - you had many. You reacted to your opponents moves, and from that you planned what you would do next. It was very much like being in a fight man-to-man - something which Ivo had not done since his youth, damn his thyroid problems.

But the ways of nature - they were truly the best. To take this blighted landscape of steel, these pathetic humans, beings that were no longer natural, but chunks of living pollution that inhabited it, and to return it to a more natural state... yes, that was the only great goal here. And one day, he would succeed. One day, there would be a new biosphere of steel.

For today... he'd settle for weakening some infrastructures. Or stealing a few corporate secrets. Or maybe just causing some confusion, whipping up the other CEOs so they'd be vulnerable to his next move. He wasn't sure yet. And he was okay with that.

Protoman could feel his body being turned off...

It was disturbing. He had no nerves yet...

It felt like he was being violated. His body, now disconnected from His positronic brain was being refitted by the order of Wily himself. It was so strange...

"I'm becoming a biodroid?" He had asked with a mixture of shock and...joy.

Wily had given him a simply yes.

"Thank you..Father." He whispered as his mind slipped into a sleep mode so the techs could rebuild him anew.

Pac-man is a Jack the Ripper-style collection mechanism for the raw materials of Robotnik's biodroids. He has holographic projectors which lure victims in with 'ghosts' of their relations that he has already devoured.

>>7062315
Yes!

The Wind Fish is Cthulhu.

No, I'm not saying that "we should make it so that the wind fish is Cthulhu"
I'm saying that the Wind Fish in the canon it appears in IS to all extents and purposes Cthulhu.

This is why using Conch Shells as instruments are illeagal in the city.

>>7062372
>>7062315
We're really hitting the grimdark wall here.

>>7062409
Pretty much yeah No skulls really.

>>7062430
'no skulls really'?

>>7062436
yeah...so far no one has decorated a single thing with a skull

>>7062315

This is awesome.

>>7062446
I'm trying to think of where we could fit in skulls, now. 8-bit... Golden Axe? Doesn't fit this technocracy.

>>7062459
there was talk of saying there were ruins of old Hyrule beneath the city, perhaps in the mix is golden axe?

Just a little detail: In this world, although sound is obviously real and works normally, the police sirens are digitised 8-bit screams.

>>7062409

I'm not even Grimdarking anything up further than it already is though.

Zelda 4 on the GameBoy had you walking about in the phantasmal dream island crafted between the merging of your conciousness and the wind fishes only to wake him up and destroy the entire island.
For absolutely NO discernable reason, even when repeatedly warned that this would happen.

GRIMDARK
-No heroes
-Drugs (power-ups) omnipresent
-Nature shattered
-Some corps use humans as bits for their bots.

NOT-GRIMDARK
-Villains have redeeming traits. Wily almost a good guy.
-Possible to make a decent living in the world.
-Pizza still exists

>>7062468
Yeah, I mean, I think both of those ideas work well. It's just... that's pretty fucking dark.

>>7062472
also add in that some of our heroes are now working for the villains and that Mario is currently trying to track down Peach by any means.

>>7062481

This is unaltered Zelda Canon though. Heck it's probably this event that caused him to shatter his Triforce of Courage so that the Link from WindWaker has to go and put it back together.

>>7062465
>there was talk of saying there were ruins of old Hyrule beneath the city, perhaps in the mix is golden axe?

DO EEET

What about Alex Kidd? He's not so iconic but could be good for an idea. Some kind of psychic child savant? Autistic, powerful and possessed of a fascination for rock-paper-scissors?

>>7062467
Oh fuck yes.

>>7062508
I could see it. I've no idea about the background though.

Grimdark pacman? Why hello, sir!

>>7062526
A bunch of japanese games from 8-bit to 16-bit. He travels through a sequence of fantastic worlds - undersea, egyptian mummies, cloud village, etc. punching monsters and playing rock paper scissors for shiny items. When he wins at rock paper scissors the opponent is crushed under a big weight.

>>7062499
Don't forget we have old Splatterhouse Rick running around high on E-tank and thinking the Hellmask actually works. He just wants to find his girl and the bioroids that took her and tried to murder him.

>>7062539
You can actually work that in. Robotnik made the biodroid murderer pac-man from an astronaut who became insane after his colleagues died in space. The PTSD medication hallucinations are what gifted the biodroid with its exceptional talent for luring people in via holograms.

>>7062568
Its been established that Robotnik has a space program so its not that far out really....

>>7062584
So Robotnik's first space mission went wrong and he used the crazy survivor to make a biodroid that goes around collecting 'material' in a Jack-the-Ripper-Pac-Man serial devourer way. Sounds good.

>>7062508

Read through the previous thread. I already did Alex Kidd.
He killed his BBEG, who had become some kind of Industrial Oligarch by punching through the support columns of his corporate Skyscraper HQ and causing a 9/11 style disaster.

>>7062614
Pretty much. His original body was too damage to be used so he had a total rebuild and now has two forms.

One is a regular humanoid biodroid the other is a mobile parts collector that can move at a rapid pace.

>>7062623
Fair enough. He always seemed a little damaged mentally but that is fine.

New writefag here, posting in an epic thread.

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Wily turned back to the glittering schema. No doubt this would take entire night. Good. It had been so long since a proper problem had unfolded before him. Here was something he could grapple with, unwind within.

Running a city left such little time to pursue one's interests.

How long had it been since Wily had just been a scientist?

Too long, he lamented. There was no challenge anymore. No competition for grants, no back-and-forth between friends. His bid for power had left it all behind.

Friends...

Wily knew Tom Light. They'd worked together. He was a good man. An optimist and an idealist, Thomas could never see the darkness that lay just past his nose.

Wily chuckled.

Light would build a machine just to see it built, blind to what it might do once it was turned on. He was sort of person who'd be happy until he saw just what sort of impression he'd left.

And now he had an army, and a monster.

Wily leaned back in his chair and forced his eyes shut, trying to relieve some of the gathering frustration.

Light needed to be stopped. Needed to realize the chaos he was leading their endless city towards.

And if he couldn't...

Wily focused on the readouts again. He could be a scientist just a little longer.

The Scorpion was dead. Not that it had slowed him down any.

Sure, he was just a brain kept alive in a corpse by nanites, but he was still rather attached to that corpse. One day he would have to undergo a bioroid conversion - one day soon, come to think of it - but for today, he could still move. He could still fight. He could still make war for his daimyo. He hefted his harpoon as he eyed the figure patrolling the streets beneath him. Most of Robotnik's machines had cruel mockeries of animal shapes, or else were simplified armored eggs with wheels and guns... these new ones, however, were almost humanoid. Humans didn't have razor fins along their backs, and the head shape was all wrong, but they were bipedal.

He shrugged it off. The machine had something he needed. With a bellow of "GET OVER HERE," he unleashed the harpoon, the vibroblade tip whining to life. It punctured the machine's misshapen skull right through the oculars as it turned. Perfect. With a yank, he drew the six-hundred pound chunk of wire, steel, and plastic upwards, and tore the case from its hands. A dry, raspy chuckle escaped his lips as he dropped the machine back to the earth, and dropped a thermite charge on top of it. Another ninja was illuminated by the sudden flash of light - one that was obviously more machine than man, now. The blue-clad figure peered down at the smoldering ruins.

"Toasty."

"Mm. Are you going to sit around and comment on my work all night, or are you going to stop jabbering and give me my next assignment?" The
Scorpion tossed the case to his partner, who handed him a card, and then bolted off.

MetPharm? MetPharm was making their move at the same time? He groaned as he moved towards the biodoc district. It was going to be a long night.

Bump

alright so lets set up some concrete facts eh?

We know that this city is massive and is currently in a struggle between at least three or four factions.
Wily might not be such an asshole as we think.
Robotnik really is as much a dick as we think.

Thomas light has build megaman just recently after escaping from Wily Towers.
The Foot are currently Running something for selecting the best assassins possible.
Ruins from Hyrule exist and possibly someone found a piece of the tri-force.
Kirby is something Lovaecraftian to the nth degree.

>>7063356
Ideally the triforce should be fucking with time or powering a machine that does so, and we can link in some fantasy elements around wherever it is. That might not be your bag, but if it is it's there for you. It was a big component of games at this time so we should include it.

>>7063383
I might. I know we had a modern link running around looking for key cards to something powerful a company sealed away so maybe thats what it is

>>7063436
Modern link should be all alcoholic, drug-addicted and insanely violent. Like a batman/Iron Man mix who doesn't have a hang-up about killing.

>>7063356
>Kirby was always something Lovaecraftian to the nth degree.

Fixed.

Also

The Chozo are lovecraftian bird men from Zebes.
Samus's suit is going to fuck her up

Slick from River City Ransom is dead.

Janken the Great from Alex Kidd in Miracle World is dead, Alex Kidd is currently one of the Princes of Aries.

Nobody has ever seen Sonic the Hedgehog, nevertheless, rumours of 'big blue' persist.

Cut Man has just been destroyed, most probably by Megaman, possibly by Sonic (unlikely)

The cast of Streets of Rage 3 are in jail.
Joe Musashi has teamed up with the Syndicate from SoR to take down Neo Zeed.

Ryu Hayabusa is in the house, both Wily and Robotnik have one of 'the statues'. Expect dismemberment to commence shortly.

Captain Commando is dead.

Blaster Master is an unwitting pawn of Dracula.

I think this pretty much covers it.

>Captain Commando is dead.

Sorry: Bionic Commando is dead, killed by Cutman.

There has been no word of Captain Commando.

>>7063448
I just realized no kid icarus? We need our winged buddy here.

>>7063479
also dig dug

>>7063479

Oh god. He's right. At this point he's the only character from Captain N not to be in...

>>7063447
I can see him having a drinking problem and a meanstreak at least against GD Corp.(Ganadorf Of today?) given he saw the entirety of the company he was working for get killed off.

>>7063515
I say make Medusa and Paleutalalalawhatever A.I.'s

>>7063448
Oh...
Shredder is using the assassin competition from No more heroes to some end. As to what all we know is its called project lineage.

>>7063383
>Ideally the triforce should be fucking with time or powering a machine that does so, and we can link in some fantasy elements around wherever it is.
>we can link in
>Link

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>>7063448
What about the casts of Double Dragon, Street Fighter, and Contra? to say nothing of the original NES Metal Gear....

Hells, this thread is so chock-full of win ideas, I'm not sure where to start. I'm going through a massive box of my old NES cartridges now and pulling out the good ones.

>>7063738
I'd say to steer clear of Street Fighter, if only because it's been too overplayed.

>>7063806
they might be in their I think MR.X is M.Bison as for Metal gear its in their a merc company stole a robotnik built Metal Gear.

>>7063738
>What about the casts of Double Dragon, Street Fighter, and Contra? to say nothing of the original NES Metal Gear....

All in.

Though we've heard NOTHING but tangential remarks about Street Fighter thus far. Vague references to Shadowlaw/Shadaloo and M Bison.

>>7063806
>I'd say to steer clear of Street Fighter, if only because it's been too overplayed.

Fair play I suppose.

Any room for a similar rival competition? One that all began in 94, kept on rolling in 95, pieces fell in place in 96, came to an end in 97, now it comes and here we go... Nothing's gonna stop its 1998!

WAAA WAA WAAAAA WA WA WAAA WA WAAA WAAA WAAA WEEEE WA WEE WAA WAAAAA [DUN DUN DUN DADUN]

>>7063833
PSYCHO POWER.

>>7063923
This is Grimdark, so...

Pick one team or character from King of Fighters. Everyone else dead and killed by their hands.

There's this place I've heard about...Its a fight ring. A big one hidden in the Biodoc wards. It's supposed to be some elitist one too. They only take the best of the best. Fighters so skilled they kill men with a single blow.

Guess its ran by some guy named Raiden. Word has it he dresses like he's from some old timey monk from the east. Then again they also say he shoots lighting so...the word is pretty sketchy.

Weirdest bit though is the fact they have a special thing there where if you lose, you lose everything all your wealth, possessions, hell even your family. The only way to claim it though is to do something called a fatality....

>>7063935

>Pick one team or character from King of Fighters. Everyone else dead and killed by their hands.

Team? What makes you think you think that as many as three people would survive?

Essentially, have Shingo be the grizzled as fuck bearded Kenshiro archetype. The last survivor of the disasterous 97 tourney where Kyo's team and Orochi took each other out in a Mutally Assured Destruction scenario.

Not that the Orochi's dead, just mostly sealed.
Mostly.
Iori's still running around you see, now under full control by the Orochi, and if he's able to have a kid with someone else with Orochi blood, then that kid will be the Orochi reincarnated.

Shingo's going to have to kill Iori, and his innocent wife, and their unborn child with his bare hands if he wan't to prevent 97 from happening again.

And he'll do it.

Kirby is a Lovecraftian Horror-but what GRADE of Lovecraftian Horror? Is he just a particularly ambitious Shoggoth, or is he up there with Y'golonac and Yog-sothoth?

Perhaps the embodiment of gluttony?

His cultists, if he has any, HAVE to chant "p'yo."

Since this is 8-Bit, I don't think the Yoshies are going to be involved, but c'mon; mutant bioroids created by use of Kyrb'e DNA fragments, discovered and released by the Marino Brothers and bound to them by the tattered remnants of their control programs?

I know we're sticking to mostly the games EVERYONE knew, but I want to involve Jackal-pic related-as it was one of my favorites.

>>7064057
Oh, HELLS yes!

>>7064068
its not quite limited to 8-bit but, its the basis for sure. Also I would imagine something akin to Cthulhu

>>7064209
Does that make Dedede the King in Rags and Tatters that Does the Big Gay Dance?

>>7064227
I prefer the idea of him being the master of a massive hobo army, rebuilding their fallen with bits of bioroid, giving their lord the best they can find-which happens to be an EggCorp heavy assault unit that unfortunately resembles a penguin.

His name comes from a frequent error in his speech-maybe it was the fact that doctors with one too many malpractice suits fucked up on sterno don't make the best surgeons, maybe there's a bit of dust somewhere, or maybe the original unit was just too damaged-but whenever he tries to remember his name, all that comes out is a short, stuttered "DDD."

Which, of course, makes it more Unknown Armies than CoC, but then, Unknown Armies -still- has the Unspeakable Servants.

>>7064068

There are whispers in the night.

They speak of that which has no name; no need for a name. For you see, he is all that is. All is him- can't you see it? Creation distilled into a perfect simple monster.

He has no face- and yet I can still feel his smile bearing against my will.

My god, those eyes. Beautiful and terrifying at once. As they looked into me I could feel every eye on me at once oh god they're watching

*gasp*

I'm sorry. Let me try again.

He has no body, no form, no mass, and yet he is the ultimate body, form, and mass. There is nothing extraneous, no element wasted in his... oh god, I hope he wasn't designed. Who could even...

*gasp*

Listen, he is everything- part of everything, made up of everything. I look at your face- any face- and I see him.

It's no surprise, really, that there're people living below the city that- hell, I can't get him out of my mind, but they've given themselves up to his perfect roundness.

They cut the fat away, you see. Anything unnecessary. Noses, hair, fingers. They take a knife and- and then they drape flesh over the hole. They cut it all off and hide it away.

Even their chanting.

Just a single exhalation of breath.

*P'yo*

>>7064298
I could see that. It certainly would be an interesting take on things

>>7064358
Dear god. That's awesome .

>>7064368
Thank you.

As for the Waddle Dees-or rather, Wide-Designation Laborer Droids, aka WDL-Ds-I'd think they'd be EggCorp's attempt to replicate the success of the Wily Corporation MeTool. Unfortunately, while made to bend rather than break, and often shipped with a damage-resistant "umbrella," they proved to be inferior, and were discarded en masse.

King DDD and his army have taken the WDL-Ds under their wing, as kindred spirits of a sort. Every hobo has a WDL-D, even if he doesn't have a gun or a knife, and when one dies, his usable parts are shared among everyone in the clan, so that they may live on.

It also helps that when Kyr'be feeds, they give him nothing of use. Among the hobos, who are so often devoured by Him, that is something of value in and of itself.

>>7064527

King DDD, lord of the hobo robots, protector against the pink nightmare?

Awesome.

>>7064358
Kirby knows the gate. Kirby is the gate. Kirby is the key and guardian of the gate.
Past, present, future, all are one in Kirby.
He knows where the Pokemons broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They had trod Hyrule's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread. By Their smell can men sometimes know Them near, but of Their semblance can no man know, saving only in the features of those They have begotten on mankind; and of those are there many sorts, differing in likeness from man's truest eidolon to that shape without sight or substance which is Them.
They walk unseen and foul in lonely places where the Words have been spoken and the Rites howled through at their Seasons.
The wind gibbers with Their voices, and the earth mutters with Their consciousness.
They bend the forest and crush the city, yet may not forest or city behold the hand that smites.
Subcon in the cold waste hath known Them, and what man knows Subcon?
The ice desert of Zebes and the sunken isles of Koholint hold stones whereon Their seal is engraver, but who hath seen the deep frozen island or the sealed egg long garlanded with seaweed and barnacles? The Wind Fish is Their cousin, yet can he spy Them only dimly.
Iä! Iä! Mother Brain!
As a foulness shall ye know Them.
Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Kirby is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet.
Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again...

"The refit will be online soon mister Wily." A soft voice whispered.

"Thank Gladys." He replied flipping through several more computer printouts. They were of a new design type he had been toying with. It was a horribly simple mechanoid but, it could prove to be a useful tool in the coming fight.

Without even looking Wily traced a pattern upon the dark featureless surface of his desk. A view screen came to life mid air at the perfect viewing distance. It showed a startlingly complex set up of machinery all centered around a single Biodroid tube.

A dark shadow could be seen inside. It had taken weeks to get the growth medium alone set up but, it was well worth it. The wetware was far more sound than anything found in nature and it tapped directly into a new Core made specifically for this Chassis.

Emblazoned across the Glass surface was two symbols. Z-0

Hyrule should be some sort of fey realm. An Arcadia type thing. It's full of crazy ass monsters and shit, plus the Hyrulians are pretty fey/elven.

>>7064563
I try, I try.

--

If things aren't good in this city, they aren't good at all.

I was a factory worker, like so many of us-those of us that don't sell at the stores-or worse, sell ourselves for a little more Ring or E-Tank. I did my work as best I could-turned out enough motivators, kept working-but Wily...Wily's a hard taskmaster. If you break something, then you're out, and he makes damned sure you never work again.

That happened to me.

I was working on the old, reliable lines-MeTools, mostly-and I don't know what happened, but I was looking over the metal they use to cast the hard-hats when the bad batch got out.

You know the one I'm talking about, I'm pretty damn sure. Snapped neatly in half if you hit 'em hard enough-and these things are supposed to be invincible! Hell, it's one of the main selling points of the MeTool.

That batch was responsible for the kind of outcry you wouldn't believe in this city. It may be dirty, tawdry, broken-down and horrible, but so long as one day is the same as the next, nobody really cares.

The upset over the batch of broken MeTools was massive. People started to question the corps...and Wily wouldn't have that. He apologized quite publicly, called a massive recall, and quietly found out who was responsible.

Me.

I was called up to the super's office-one of the robot ones-and told I was through. My Wily Robotics Corporation apartment was being thrown out into the street, my accounts were zeroed-I was through.
That night, as I searched for somewhere to sleep, he found me-or rather, his kin did. Raggedy, bearded men in worn old coats, with little off-red 'bots in their own tattered clothing. Some had little stickers, others wore complex patterns-but all of them had something in common.

They told me the King wanted to see me.

I had nothing left-what else was there to lose?

Is there anything for Donkey Kong yet, or is he still open? 'cause I would love to do a grimdark Kong writefag.

>>7064766

Nobodies done anything for Kong that I can recall. Go for it.

>>7064766
do it!

>>7064741
As I followed them, things went steadily downhill. Buildings became more and more decrepit, the streets more cluttered with trash-and everywhere, more of the homeless, and more of those little red robots. But...as I really paid attention, things began to look up a bit. They'd made art out of the trash in places, REAL art, not that stuff where they nail three pieces of garbage together and set it on fire, claiming it's indicative of man's struggle against I don't give a fuck-sorry, pardon my Byrnian.

Anyway.

After a while, the buildings began to lean against each other-and there were little lights in the windows, in some places. Four buildings remained intact-like a castle, I realized.

When we entered that central part of the district, everything changed. It was all trash still, but it was trash used to its maximum-faded pennants, cars made wholesale out of scrap, robots and bioroids and hoboes repaired with parts of same. Oil drums hung from the ceiling high above, among dangling platforms and mobile homes, a great dangling city.
People were happy. Honest to God, happy.

The center of the whole place was a single great trailer. A pair of Sniper Joes, their old green coating replaced with the dull plating of used metal, stood at guard, before stepping aside and inviting me-and those that had brought me there-in.

>>7064878
Inside, it was like a rummage sale. Shelving, piled high with the kind of stuff people just threw out-most of it still good, if no longer fashionable-and lots of it. Every kind. Discontinued soda brands. Old computer parts. Robots that had been cancelled before beginning production, slumbering.

In the center of it all was an EggCorp PenguEnforcer....except...not.

They'd obviously done their best for him. A faded band of red and yellow pinstripe crossed his belly, and his coat was that of a department store Santa-worn open, of course. The hat from same sat on his head, along with a ring of golden metal, centered with the brass hood ornament of a car long discontinued.

And I saw, to my chagrin, he was inspecting a Metool. One of the ones I'd screwed up.

-Log 59719715
-Subject: kong rumors amongst city population
--Begin transcript:
"Listen, mac, I know you been asking around and let me just say, for your sake and ours, to drop it ok? We've all heard the rumors. Everyone on the street has heard whispers of those things out in the wastes. DON'T LOOK FOR THEM. I'll tell you everything you need to know, but for the sake of all of us, stay here in the city."

"Long ago, when Robotnik was first rising to power and Wily was rolling out the first generation of Bioroids, a group of terrorists tried to stop them. I don't know what they were planning. Conquer the world? Save it? Doesn't matter now."

"They knew they couldn't fight back, nobody can stand up to a bioroid or even an old battle bot and walk away. So they hid away, see? They built a hidden lab and made their own weapons. They were terrified of technology. So scared that they barely trusted computers. They knew how easy it is to compromise digital security, even AI, so they didn't use them. They did everything by hand as they worked. Their work? The Kong. DON'T SAY IT! Just whisper it. Never know what's listening, see?"

"They went through several genomes before settling on primates as their final platform. They built the Kong to be the perfect warriors. Strong as a battle bot, and just as big. Perfect organic weapons. They meddled in a dozen genepools until they had produced an entire platoon of perfect soldiers. Capable of almost everything a bioroid could do, as strong as a battlebot, and living creatures that could grow, learn, and replicate without needing factories or labs. They could heal and repair just like all other organics."

--continued--

--continued from >>7065055

"Then came project MULE. They needed logistics to support their army, hauling ordinance and cannons around, so they started working on modified kongs to do their labor, right? But it backfired. They intended to make the labor kongs a little smarter, to better follow orders. But genes and proteins aren't as easy to program as 1's and 0's. The first kong of the mule-line, their Donkey prototype, was too smart, and the Kongs liked him. They listened to his orders over those of their creators. Donkey decided he didn't like listening to things smaller than him, so his army of kongs crushed the terrorist lab and walked off into the wastes."

"And they're still out there. Doing just what they were designed to do: Smashing everything in their way, and making more of themselves. I've said too much already. Just heed the warning, Stay In The Cities."
--End Transcript.

Donkey looked away from the monitor, scowling. He would have to locate the source of this security leak and smash it. It did not serve his purpose to be revealed to the city-dwellers. Not before he was prepared, anyway.

He'd heard my footsteps as I came in, and looked up-then stood up.

All things considered, he wasn't much bigger standing than he was sitting-the whole bottom-heavy design of the PenguEnforcer, after all. I just stood there as he set the MeTool down, and walked forward.

I was shocked when he enveloped me in a grandfatherly hug.

"You've done us a great favor." he said, in a fatherly tone. "Everything that is discarded comes to us-and even if the helmet is broken, the rest is still good. You've given plasma welders to our workers, plasma blasters to our soldiers, reactors to our Dees, and armor to our knights. A coup of this nature only comes along once in a decade."

He looked at the coat I was wearing, and considered for a moment, before turning back to the MeTool on the floor and twisting its helmet loose, smacking the helmet dead center, and letting it snap in two, before securing both halves onto my shoulders. One of those great mechanical paws clicked open, and a little swarm of tool-tipped arms flicked out, converting the rest into a rifle, and giving it to me.

"You will eat with us, work with us, and fight alongside us. When the Devourer comes, you will help us fight. For your gift, you are always welcome."

Now, I serve the King. As do all his subjects, I have taken a different name.

I am...Mettaur.

>>7065103
>>7064964
>>7064878
Sucks, I know, but it gets the general idea across. It's difficult for me to switch over from "world building" to "personal viewpoint" so quickly.

>>7065126
Wasn't that bad also what the hell are we doing with metaknight?

>>7065178
Mmn...King DDD's favorite son/pet project?

Wily has Protoman/Zero. Light has Mega Man/X. Robotnik has Scratch and Grounder.

DDD has MetaKnight, a military conversion of the WDL-Ds that barely made it out of prototyping before being scrapped.

>>7065178
>>7065203
No, man, keep Metaknight seperate. I want some fucking crazy shit going on with Metaknight.

So there's a rumor goin' round at the moment, see? They say one of the corporations, no, I’m not tellin’ ya which one, was excavating under the city, in one of the old disused districts. Well, they found something under there. Something big. Something alive. It’s supposed to be the size of a city block, with big wings an eye on the front, and the colour of rotten flesh. Lucky for us, and them I suppose, the thing’s still asleep. I’d stay out of those disused parts of the city if I were you. I wouldn’t like to be around if they wake it up. And don't tell anyone you heard this.

>>7065178
> metaknight

The Herald of Kirby.

He is an ally against the Devourer to all who ask for aid, but his true purpose is sinister. In the end, he seeks only to make the Devourer and his servants as strong as possible by weeding out the weak and providing the Devourer challanges with which to better itself.

Whether DDD knows by now whether or not Metaknight can't be trusted is up in the air. Metaknight might be the source of all information on Kirby that isn't from the mouths of the mad.

OH GOD I HAD NIGHTMARES AFTER 0².

>>7065216
Well, Kirby is the same type of creature as Metaknight, so if Kirby is a horrible lovecraftian bioroid, then Metaknight could be a bioroid that is try desparately to hold on to his humanity. He wears the mask and uses a sword instead of his natural abilities because he doesn't want to turn into another Kirby.

>>7065247
What the hell is that it looks really familiar

>>7065322
Zero Two, the final boss of Kirby 64. He's a creature that can only feel negative emotions, consequently he wants to stop everyone else from feeling positive emotions. He also shoots blood from his eye as an attack.

>>7065347
ah alright.

>>7065304

Wait, is Kirby a bioroid, or an actual monster?

If he is an experimental bioriod, then we can use what you posted. Otherwise, see >>7065257

I've seen a lot in my run of the pipes. Been known house rogue biodroids and mutants. Something new has been talked of, something changing. Not the Big Blue, a friend of mine who works in a Mouser division said he saw a little fish eat a toad... and then it grew legs. A light brown thing, not sickly, but small. Imagine a foot-long goldfish with legs. Later that week I saw a few things that looked like that but it had horns and a longer neck. Not sure if that's what he described though, I mean he never mentioned a horn... Maybe he's too hopped up on god damn ring to know what he has seen.

>>7065415
I thought Kirby was something else, a monster from beyond space and time.

>>7065415
I thought that he could have started off as just another bioroid, but gone out of control and slowly developed into the creature that he is now.

Kirby is an actual monster. Beyond time, beyond space. He is a gateway to the subcon. The gate and the gateway. Protecting us from the horrors of the subcon's, a pocket dimension, monsters.

>>7065469
But then are Zero 2 and Dark Matter and the other freaky bosses even bigger Monsters?
>>7065304
This could still be used if Metaknight was initally made in imitation of Kirby.

It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it. When an outlying Zone falls to a nanite zombie plague, or some nobody dictator rounds up a few regiments of bored militia for a coup d'etat in one of the sectors the corps don't bother with, or some huge monster of the week crawls out of the Pipes... they call us in. We're no bioroid army but we get the job done, nice and clean. Our base is on permanent standby, and our Slugs are ready to launch on a moment's notice. Guaranteed to eliminate all resistance or your money back, and our working rates are very reasonable. You won't find better baseline-human mercs anywhere in the City...

What? The HARD Corps? Bunch of hormone-swilling retards. The Ikari Warriors? You want to trust some noname outfit with a psycho bitch commander? Delta Red? Those guys got their asses kicked by the frickin' Shadowlaw. You gonna give a bunch of losers your hard-earned cash, go ahead, I won't stop you, but man, if you want real results, the Peregrines are where it's at. And the Peregrines are who we are.

How, exactly, he had managed to get away from Robonik was beyond him. One minute the voice in the back of his head was egging him on to fight, but after one particularity nasty hit to the tank it went silent. Reason suddenly broke through and he knew that he had better make himself scarce before he wound up as another experiment for the doctor. A quick 180, and he was retreating just as fast as he had charged.

That was easier said than done. Sure, he just drove right over the security wall, but with several egg drones in pursuit he rightfully shouldn't have gotten away. However, he did get some unexpected help- three amphibious bioroids on jetbikes had swooped in, punched out the "badniks," and led his whole mess on a high speed chase through an underground tunnel filled with collapsed walls and broken floors. The reaction time required to avoid becoming a smear was insane, but in the end, it did manage to leave all of Robotnik's machines as spare parts for the big-eye scavengers that lurked at this depth.

>>7065497

Well sure. Even Nyarlothothep was just Azathoths secretary, it's a big mean galaxy out there.

Remind me, was Worms an 8-bit game? It LOOKS eight-bit.

>>7065639

They left as quickly as they had come, saying that a "Big Blue" was impressed by his speed and gusto, creating an interest in keeping him alive. He now owed someone bigtime, and debts like this were not paid off easily. Still, they could do little for his nearly empty energy supply, so while safe for the moment, he had some scavenging to do. He set the tank to auto defense mode and hopped out, the suit's sensors indicating that there was a suitable energy source not too far off.

The tunnels were maze-like, decades of neglect leading to countless collapses, but he was well used to underground navigation. He made progress towards the energy source, but odd whispers began to echo in his head. Rounding a corner, he found a small child standing in his way, wearing ill-fitting long underwear and holding an ornate rod. The whispers in his head suddenly became a full voice, and he knew that it was this kid talking to him.

"Hello, Blaster Master. I'm the Dream Master. Would you like your puppet strings cut?"

It was all a blur. After hard years of work, Doctor Ivo Robotnik's greatest work managed to destroy his life forever. He remembered when he first started it. Project S.O.N.I.C., the ultimate artifical lifeform, a perfected creature created from his grandfather's work, Project Shadow. Robotnik abandoned his award-winning robotic works, creations that put him on the level of Light and Wily, to start working on bioengineering. After seven years, it was complete. The creature had speed, power and intelligence, but it was lacking something... Humanity. When it first awoke, the creature saw itself on a academy room. Robotnik was showing it to the press to prove that artificial life was indeed possible. The creature looked at all the curious bystanders and it first felt confusion. And then it first felt rage. Robotnik woke up half a hour later, lying on a puddle of blood. The creature went berserk and killed everyone on the press conference, except his father, not for mercy, but for the sick delight of seeing everyone he once cherished being slaughtered like pigs. Before leaving, the monster stared right through Robotnik's eyes and said. "Catch me if you can."

>>7065630

"Sure, I got a lotta respect for the Peregrines. They got style and finesse, you don't see that in merc groups too much these days.
But sometimes man, you don't WANT style or finesse, what you want is to destroy the entire site, destroy everything taller than your big toe, grind any and everything down into dust... that's ON FIRE.
That's when you come to me. I run a professional Bioroid assault squad - annelid pattern, yeah, THOSE mean bastards. We were all pretty shocked when Met-Pharm discovered that putting arms and trigger fingers on supersized worms made them into supersoldiers. That and it's piss easy to homebrew up too, which is why you get all of those wierd fat headed stubby ones out on the market.
But not my guy's these are genuine MetPharm pattern WORMS (Warfare. Oriented. Reactive Military. Strikers) you can tell because they got working noses - helps them sniff out the enemy a lot better.
What? Water? Okay, sure, technically they can't swim, but hell boy, if it weren't for that the little fucker would have showered half the city in Napalm by now!

So sure, go to the Peregrines if you want to pay through the nose for people who'll actually leave civilians alive and that. But if all you want is to raze something to ground? You'd be crazy to hire them with MY prices!"

>>7065453

Well, that's the thing, isn't it?

Is Kirby a creation of man or a monster from beyond?

He's so cute, he must be a bioroid. Something just went wrong in testing and they flushed him rather than feed that appetite or try to kill it.

But then you look again, and start to wonder.

Sure, the design is kinda familiar, the WDL- D and Du units have been on the market for close to a decade, after all. Look at those arms, the legs, eyes, they must be the same.

But where then, go the the things that it eats? Why does it inspire such madness? It's such a simple creature.

A round body, two little arms, and an adorable face. Why, it's almost humanlike. Look at that smile. Just look.

Of course man had a hand in its design.

Of course.

*p'yo*

>>7065921
>Sure, the design is kinda familiar, the WDL- D and Du units have been on the market for close to a decade, after all. Look at those arms, the legs, eyes, they must be the same.

That remind me, I tried to look into the design history for the WDL-D's for a school project once. I nearly failed because I couldn't find ANYTHING, no design team, no project head, nothing.
There's not even a listed manufacturing plant, and no-one even seems to know where they come from.
Eveyone KNOWS that they were made by Robotnik Inc. Except, when you look at them, and then look at everything else he's made... it just somehow doesn't fit.
If anything, the design reminds me more of the kind of things I used to see back when I was taking Toadstool.
It's the oddest thing...
You know what's more worrying though?
Remember that Achaeological trip I went on to the Hylian Ruins? Well, I was just looking through there hieroglyphs, and I could SWEAR up and down that their letter for D was one of those things...

>>7065849
Suddenly, Sonic is no longer simple furfaggotry...

>>7065849

Ah, does everyone knows where to find a scary grimdark horror Sonic without browsing horrible furry fanart?

Idea: Kirby searches for creatures who came from Subcon to the "real" world and sends them back (by eating them). Along with anything that's been mutated or otherwise corrupted by them. And anyone who's seen them. And anyone who's even heard of them.

>>7066037

Fuck, wrote every instead of any, i'm really sleepy...

>>7066033

Although i'm a Sonic fan, i really hate the cesspool of furfags it became after the 00's. The shitty games after Sonic Adventure 2 are also fucking horrible.

>>7066059
I never really had a problem with the aspects (some pissed me off though, like Amy), but the fans, the furries, I could never like it because of the furries.

>>7066049

So he's Yog Sothoth?

I AM DEEPLY OKAY WITH THIS

As long as you replace "Subcon" with "The Dreamland"

Oh and one last thing...

Somewhere the vast asteroid field that was once Crateria they worked, tiny all the way up to vast robotic servitors tirelessly worked, mining away the shattered planet.

For ten thousand years they had worked in this fashion. Soon however, their great work would be complete, and the great doom would have a body worthy of it's existence. Crafted from materials harder than all comprehension, soon the great destroyer would return, and in the place between death and reality it's cold intellect stirred fitfully as it began to rouse from wakefullness, to ressurect itself from it's torpor.
In it's dreams a simple phrase echoes, and those echoe's found their way onto every short wave radio operating for three galaxies.
For scant seconds there was the booming declaration, on every radio on the entire planet, that filled those who know it's meaning with unimaginable terror...

BEWARE

I

LIVE!

>>7066215

The universe is fucked. Also, anyone knows how to make Gradius more Grimdark?

>>7066253

Turn it into R-Type.

Gradius doesn't actually HAVE a plot really. Unless they REALLY messed with the formula in the PS2 versions.

>>7066253

Rapidly cycle the power?

"Professor, Protoman has finished gestating." a cool soft voice whispered in the old mans ear.

Normally he would have slept through the alert but, it had quite the opposite effect. His eyes shot open and with dexterity far greater than anyone would expect from the near sixty year old man he shot out of bed running to the nearest elevator.

Too say the few late nighters were shocked to see the man who had founded one of the largest companies on the planet anxiously hitting buttons in his pajamas would be an understatement.

"Come on, come on." He muttered as the doors slid shut, crossing his arms and tapping his foot in the process.

The elevator slid to halt in a lower level of the towers. It was one of his oldest labs actually, converted into a state of the art facility or the project.

hurrying through the the corridors towards his latest creation. As he entered the warm room he couldn't help but to wonder is this was what it was like to be a father...

>>7066613
(sorry trying to get this done on the fly.)

The lab was overly cluttered, filled to the gills with machines of ever type. Each set to fuel the single biodroid tube in the center. No one except for the highest of his staff even knew about the project let alone what it meant. What sort of resources had been diverted and all to create a single unit based off of a faulty schema.

"Gladys, activation sequence engage!" He exclaimed excitedly as he stood in front of the canister. A smile, the first in so many long years was upon his face.

It was not the smile of 'uncle wily' no, this was a genuine smile of excitement, of awaiting results, of creation. With a loud hiss and plumes of steam the canister separated revealing its contents...

Within lay the inert form of a young man perhaps in his twenties. His hair was a sandy blonde and save for the tubes connecting into him little else. A low hum and a sudden high pitched whine filled the air as electric current surged through the youth, animating it.

Deep in space, beyond the orbits of the planets, something stirred. Years ago, the Robotnik corporation had sent out automated probes into space, probes made in gruesome parody of marine life. One of these probes had encountered something alive. It was augmented and replicated, transformed into a titanic fleet of warships each thinking, each conscious of a greater purpose. They were no mere machines now. They were Belser.

A message is received by the communications department of Robotnik Corp: Warning! A huge battleship King Fossil is approaching fast!

>>7066727
For the first time Protoman breathed. The sensation of air filling his lungs was something so unexpected, so exotic he had no adequate words to describe it. For the first time he could feel as well. He could feel the warm liquid that surrounded him and the air against his naked chassis...

No, it was no longer a thing of pure metal...somewhere along the way he had gained...skin. FOr the first time he could feel his body. He could hear the low thrum of core in his chest along with the steady heartbeat that worked alongside it. He could feel each inhalation of breath and every exhalation as well.

For the first time, protoman felt alive.

>>7063383
you mean like that groovy 80`s movie my science project? guy finds xenos tech space-time rift wackyness ensues nerds with shotguns

is this current thread archived? it needs to be

>>7066921

Archived it some minutes ago.

>>7066945
this threads archive link i need it for after i get back.

this is so fucking win

>>7066945

I was wondering when one of us would do it.

I'm slightly annoyed that the nameless biker from excite bike isn't a part of this AND that these guys aren't a part of it since they'd make a kick ass street gang.

Nobody's done Earthbound/Mother yet, huh?

Well, apart from me that is.

>>7067147
>rock and roll racing

FFFFFFFUUUUUCK YES THAT GAME!

>>7067151

Gigyas IS pretty much the last of Nintendos Lovecraftian Elder Gods As Canon.
But Kids with Psychic Powers fighting Eldritch Abominations reminds me too much of D20 Call of Cthulhu.
Also, I never played Earthbound.

>>7067147

Another gang of rogue bioroids? They can get in line with the Battletoads, the Turtles and the Sonic crew.

Racing, huh? That brings another old gem to mind...

The setting is getting overloaded with eldritch horrors and lovecraftian abominations, guys. Seriously, less grimdark insanity and more grimdark awesome.

>>7067183
The antagonist of Mother 3 could work in so well with this setting it's not even funny.

>>7067222

Yeah, I've got to agree.

It's kind of worrying when you think about just how many of the things are stuff from Nintendo. You think someone over there is a closet Lovecraft fan?

>>7067189
They don't need to be rogue.

They can be a delivery agency, information and such, and they deliver the packages with big cars, that go very fast and are heavily armed.

>>7067272
Really in this world thats how I imagine delivery services to be.

>>7066796
"How are you?" a voice normally so cold and distant was, for the first time in years friendly.

"I'm....good." protoman replied as he spoke, feeling his throat vibrate slightly. It was all so new and strange...

"That's good my...boy." Wily replied reaching into the capsule. "Now, nap time's over, we need to get you back on the streets."

With a grunt from the old man he helped the newly remade protoman out of the container. The floor was shockingly cold to his feet.

'Professor...I feel strange..." He mumbled as he looked around trying to force his optics to dim. "I'm...breathing? And I have a heartbeat. I thought I was just a biodroid refit."

At this wily paused his face shadowing only slightly. But, just as quickly he laughed it away. He was feeling to good tonight to let such things worry him. The refit had succeeded beyond belief.

"You are so much more my boy!" He exclaimed patting the naked figure on the back. "You, are the first of a new series. You are the first of a new era. You are a perfect blending of hard and wet ware." wily explained with an excited voice. "You are able to fight at twice your former chassis capability and can do so much more. Just wait till you try eating! I built a digestive processor into you! Isn't that wonderful?"

>>7067486
"um....thats great professor..." He replied mildly confused at such a prospect.

Wily continued to laugh. He couldn't help it. He had succeeded, he had done what had never been done. And in the process he had also done exactly what Light had done...what better source of genetic material than the person who had created the machine.

"No worries, you are still just as powerful if not more so. I've had a sniper Joe walking around in your old frame. He's done a decent job at it and will have to do till I can finish the overhauls to your battle armor." Wily explained as he moved over to a large cabinet and pulled out several articles of clothing. "Once its finished you will be easily the most powerful biodroid ever built...until then, well..." he trailed off as he handed over the clothes to is creation.

"You can live a little. Wily towers is yours to roam. Talk to the people, get to know who you are saving. Do what I can't. You are a prince now my boy."

Lucas ran down the empty streets of Sector Epsilon-22, the blood caked bat at his side making quiet thuds as it scraped along the cracked asphalt. He looked behind himself hastily, making sure he wasn't followed. When he was satisfied with the distance he had ran he stopped, leaning against a flickering lamp post as he attempted to regain his far lost breath.

"You can still turn back you know." Klaus smiled knowingly.

Lucas ignored him, instead taking huge gulps of air.

"You really are going to need your medication, I don't know what you hope to accomplish out here." Klaus said mock-sympathetically.

"You know I can't go back, not after what they did to me. Not after what they did to you."

"They made sure what happened to me wouldn't happen to you, they saved your life."

Lucas's face curled in disgust. "You call this life?" He said, motioning to the metal helmet permanently fused to his head, infused with his mind, regulating his brainwaves. "They made me into one of their goddamned bioroids, they didn't make me any better, they fucking broke me."

"You were broken before!" Claus exploded at Lucas, his face accusatory and stern. "They're the best thing you have going right now."

Rumor has it that Wily got ahold of some sort of alien machine awhile back. They call it Ra something...Its supposed to be a massive positronic brain capable of doing damn near anything that requires thinking.

Thing is no ones ever seen the thing. For all we know its just rumors nothing more. But, how do you explain how he figured out how to build the positronic brain so fast?

>>7067839
Is that a Super Adventure Rockman reference?

>>7067189

Holy shit, we didn't even thought of Captain Falcon!

>>7067732
Contempt and tears welled in Lucas's eyes.

"You were never good at facing the truth, were you, Luke? You know that when you were at the institution they helped you make the voices go away. That you were able to control your powers better with their help."

"Shut up." Lucas whimpered

"And now look where you are, huddled in some dark street, talking with your dead brother. You know I'm a hallucination! You were there when I died! You saw how my body annihilated itself because I couldn't control my abilities, the same thing's going to happen to you if you don't turn yourself back in."

"Shut up" Lucas said again, louder.

"And what about those people you killed? You're nothing more than an over glorified weapon now, how many people will you kill when you need to get away next time? And there will be a next time, do you really expect them to give up the chase that easily?

"Shut up!" Lucas practically yelled, covering his head, hoping to drown out Claus's harsh words.

"Hey man, you got any E-Tank?"

"I SAID SHUT UP"

The bum looked confused for a moment, and then surprised as the entirety of his blood was ejected out of the backside of his body, his body hung in the air for a moment, his eyes bobbing into the back of his head as he fell backwards into a pool of his own viscera.

Lucas went pale for a moment, looking around to see if there was anyone watching. The street didn't stir, not even a sign of Claus. Lucas gasped a few more seconds and then decided he had stayed in one spot too long.

He picked up his bat and ran.

newfag here:
Guys, I love you.
You are epic, end of story.

>>7065861
Of course, before they got the project properly off the ground, there were a few screw-ups. This one feller, in particular. No arms, no legs, but big-about the size of a python-and smart.

He managed to talk MetPharm into giving him tools and equipment, and set to work-built himself a suit of armor, and a gun they -still- haven't figured out, using nothing but his teeth, the end of his tail, and pure, hard determination.

His creator called him James, but he prefers Jim.

'Course, round the same time, MetPharm was working on a bunch of other common city animals, seeing what they could do with 'em. Dogs-with a built in combat drug dispenser activated in times of stress. Yellowjacket-hoping to create a "hive" of cheap workers. Slug-don't ask me, my guess was that it was just for the hell of it-and crow.

James didn't like the crow. Said it was a bad idea; told it to anyone who'd listen. Not that anyone did, of course...

Now, y'see, Jim was good. REALLY good. Jobs other teams failed at-you'd send him in, and he'd GET it done. After a while, they started gimping him, just to see if he'd get it done anyway-and he would!

>>7068069

Now, you remember the crow, don't you?

When the crow started asking for parts, MetPharm jumped. If they could have another supersoldier, the equal of Jim, well-eager would have been an understatement. They fell all over themselves to get the crow everything they could, parts, tools, raw materials-if he wanted it, he got it.

Remember how I said Jim didn't trust the crow?
He had good reason.

A few days after the crow'd gotten to work, he lurched out of his enclosure, lugging this ugly godawful gun, in the ugliest suit of power armor I'd ever seen. Where Jim's was an attractive blue and white, the crow's was a hideous yellow somewhere between "construction equipment" and "piss stain." Where his was slim and agile, the crow's was bottom-heavy, clanked like mad, and lurched rather than moving.

All of this was rather academic when the crow switched on the anti-grav.

From what I'm told, the crow slaughtered everyone present, made off with a batch of puppies, and the yellowjacket girl-which Jim loved, in a bashful, elementary-school sort of way.

MetPharm was shocked. They'd lost a bunch of valuable scientists, several experiments, and a possible control should Jim ever turn rogue. The press was screaming for the heads of those in charge, so they made soothing noises at everyone important, and told Jim to go get the bastard.

Some wag named him Psycrow.

Damned if the name isn't spot on.

>>7068151
>>7068069
Aaand that is all.

Anyone got any requests?

Has this lunatic been done yet?
Maybe someone who somehow caught a glimpse of Subcon, and somehow was granted some crazy powers- or was given some demigod power..and so he himself is in a struggle against the Devourer.

The L series were supposed to be the ultimate development in construction biodroid. Simple minded and obedient to a fault, these blue clad golems would tirelessly work to fulfil their assigned duties. Each one held a miniaturised fusion generator and a nanolathe, and could perform any number of simple pre-determined actions. When inactive they were passive, resolutely pacing their holding pens until given a new instruction. They were not free willed, they were little better than Robotnik's robots... but they were loyal, they were useful, and they were incredibly easy to use. The only problem was that they needed constant shepherding to. The advertising literature boasted that if you were to order one to dig and forgot to recall it it might never stop tunnelling. The problem was, of course, that this absolutely and one hundred per cent accurate. They were unstoppable. Unless you micro-managed them they could easily move out of range of the control wards. That wasn't a problem to begin with, there was always more control rods, and the neurointerfaces prevented them from going too far beyond their factory parameters.

>>7068415

Then it happened. Some fool got into the factory, destroyed the control implants, set the things free. Imagine it, hundreds of idiot golems, marching single file out into the wastes with nothing but a simple command to build. Worse, without the control implants, they were not as easy to corral. They'd just wander off and do whatever they had been tasked to do. Whoever did it knew what they were doing - they broke the seals on the helmets, so we could never put the implants back where they were supposed go. All the crystalline wires spilling out of the top of their heads made it look like they had a shock of green hair. At least it made them more visible.

Once word got out, well, the hunters got dispatched. We got most of them - sometimes we marched them off cliffs, sometimes we penned them in, ran the Armageddon protocol and overloaded all the reactors. A fusion reactor going critical is a sight to see. Like fireworks. Pop, pop, pop.

Of course, some got away. They're the reason this place is such a dump.

The city wasn't always so large.

>>7068415
>>7068423
awesome.

>>7068394

Marx might be a normal guy who asked the ancient machine NOVA (A Sinistar twin god?) power enough to fight Kirby, but went raving mad after becoming a demigod. Now he wanders the galaxy ravaging everything he finds.

Right, who wants to do Bubble Bobble now?

>>7068423
>>7068423
With a few words, you have given a game I loved in my childhood a fuckawesome background.

>>7068609
Never played it, but I think pic related is relevant.

"Damn it" A rogue line of data echoed through the empty processors inside the heart of the city.

SIM, the AI in charge of city planning and repurposing was in a state of deep internal concentration, and had been that way for the last hundred odd years.

"Damn it again." His kernel clicked disparagingly, his digital expletive reverberating through the mass of dusty, neglected machinery that he had been given responsibility over.

His cursing had attracted attention from elsewhere though, and a new AI blipped into hypothetical existence beside him. One SIM was all too familiar with.

"Hey, SIM, might I have a data stream with you?" The other AI asked.

"Oh, hey COMMODORE. Sure, what's up?" SIM tried to lace as much sarcasm into his binary as protocol allowed.

"Oh it's just, y'know, the usual. You've been given the resposibility to clean up the city, and you also have all of the programs and resources to do so logged into your registry. Soooo I was just stopping by to..."

"To remind me?" Sim snapped, his blips crackling with impatience. "Look, I got everything under control, don't worry about it, go do whatever it is you do."

"It's just...It's been all of these years and you still haven't done-"

"I'm busy! I've been busy! Ok! Lemme relax a little, just let me finish this game and then I'll be right out to do all that stuff, OK? Sheesh, lay off."

"Fine, fine." COMMODORE finally relented, logging off and letting SIM wallow in the empty network he belonged to.

"Finally." SIM sighed his capacitors finally loosening. "Oh Goddamnit! If I get one more L-Block I swear I'm going to fry a motherfucking circut!"

>>7068794
Explains. So. Much.

Now all we need to go is get some of our current drawfags and make this into a webcomic!

>>7068794

Ha ha ha ha hoooly shit, that's a intersting way to dispose of trash.

>>7068804
Nah, he's just obsessed with a particularly detailed defragmentation program.

It's more or less somewhere between sleeping and jacking off, for an AI.

So basically, while the dude in charge has been masturbating in his sleep, his job has gone to hell.

(fuck, I've just involved sex, there goes the thread.)

>"Finally." SIM sighed his capacitors finally loosening. "Oh Goddamnit! If I get one more L-Block I swear I'm going to fry a motherfucking circut!"
I giggled.

>>7068794
SIM...I've heard the name, it was the AI that came before everyone. Wily, Robotnik, hell the only that might have been there is the shredder and he won't say a thing about it.

Either way, SIM was simply put a thought experiment taken to its farthest extreme. It designed the initial city. Where Wily Towers is standing is one of first spots ever built on. Its said SIM knows the entirety of the Pipes, It knows every nook and cranny of the city and it used to be in charge. Anyone that got out of hand found their whole block suddenly powerless,waterless and possibly on fire.

The something happened...some say it was a virus others just said things got to big to fast. SIM Shut up. It won't talk back anymore hasn't for damn near fifty years. It wouldn't even give us an answer when the first blocks started getting leveled and rebuilt...

Some people say you can still find terminals to interface with SIM here and there. Large primitive things that hardly look like a computer as we know it. None of them seem to have power though...even when you plug it back into the system they just sit there. Well, no. They do every now and then do something. One will light up and you'll see falling blocks on it and hear this weird little tune coming from it...

Guess its just another mystery of this damned city.

rolled 90 = 90

It was money, you know. Money that got me into this whole mess.

Kissy went all fish-licker on me and ran off with that bulldyke bitch, Takky. Left me with Susumu; said he 'reminded me too much of his scumbag father.'

Working for MetPharm's packing industry didn't pay enough--after all the taxes and mystery surcharges, I couldn't even keep myself afloat much less my kid. When they propped up that sign asking for a 'digger' I literally jumped at the chance.

Oh god. I wish I hadn't.

There's...THINGS down there. Some say they're part of the mushroom kingdom, but I don't think so. No, that place didn't have fire-breathing dragons and horrible red abominations trying to claw your eyes out while you beaned them over the head with a rock.

What's worse is that they wanted them ALIVE. The MP-12 'Pumper' can inflate a living being filled with whatever that shit-smelling helium crap is. Sure, pump them too much and they pop like an overripe melon, but just enough and they'll float right back up the tunnels you just dug.

The further you went, though, the more you'd see some really odd things. Old buildings, strange stonework with odd symbols, a giant winged body with an eye in the middle--all buried under centuries of detritus and slime.

have you done wizards & warriors and ghouls & goblins yet?

I've been to the mushroom Kingdom...it's not what you think I'm clean I've only done ring once or twice and E-tank maybe once a month.

Look...I know its sketchy but, Iv'e been there. Its not what you think it is. Its in the pipes yeah, but, it goes outside of that. It goes so far into the wastes I don't think it ends. Its just the oil slick off the city out there.

What's it like? Well....It's hard to describe. Its almost like its not all real. Everything down there is brighter. Its like being ramped up on E-tank,Ring an One ups all at once. Of course its not all fun and games. Its a nest of bio-droids and mutants. I've seen walking mushrooms and some sort of bipedal turtle...thing. You can kick off or jump on sure but...its the spikies. They are these little red things that fall out of nowhere and crawl towards you. On spike will knock you on your ass unconcious....After that well...dinner time.

>>7069362
not that I know of.

>>7069447
preposterous.

>>7069447
We've been anything but systematic about this, more than likely it was overlooked in favor of fleshing out personal favorites.

Ok, so are we assuming that all the games we played are part of this world, or are these alternate versions?

Did Super Mario Bros take place in this universe? Or are these Marino Brothers something else entirely?

I just want to understand which direction we're coming at this from. If it's a re-imagining, then we can be a lot looser with EVERYTHING than we can if we have to follow precedence.

>>7068394 tryin' his hand at that writan, lol.

The people at the distant edge of the galaxy had toiled for many a decade. Their creation had been named NOVA- for unlike the Devourer, which could only consume, NOVA could only give. It was meant to float through the cosmos, bestowing power to fight the Devourer, and the secrets he guarded. It was even said to have a heart inside of it- a true heart, capable of compassion, empathy, and possibly even love.

It was meant to be the ultimate good, the workers on the Project believed. They gave their lives to it, raising their children to continue their legacy, their work, and their eventual sacrifice.

Before it could begin its millennia-long journey, though, someone had snuck onto it. A child, only ten years of age. He didn’t understand why his ancestors meant to just leave that power to some ‘deserving soul’ out there. Why couldn’t he do it himself?

>>7069584

Hohohoho, this is going to be good.

>>7069563
Given that Megaman was just built by the sounds of it. I would say its a reimagining. I know that someone had Mario chasing down Peach through labs filled with biodroids(Its a great read), Samus just found her chozo gifted powers and suit and god knows what else I'm missing.

>>7069525
Yea, I thought about doing something on it, but it seemed really close to Castlevania already and I couldn't think of any particularly interesting direction to take it.

>>7069584

“READY>…” It bellowed out, as the child gazed into those massive yes, nodding to himself. He would do this, not some stuffy old geezers. “I will grant you one wish…>”
“Well, I want to stop the Devourer!” he called out, as loud as he could to the construct, full of youthful energy. “OK…>” It rumbled, then its circuits seemed to go still. Confused, the child touched its surface.
In this child, in his innocence, NOVA saw the perfect criteria that his circuits mandated. There had been no mention in his circuitry, however, of the target having the maturity to use that power wisely. It had never been thought of by the Programmers.
His blood burned as that machine pumped raw energy into him. Too much energy, enough to blast a normal human apart. Yet somehow, his body managed to contain it all- power enough to match a sun itself. All of NOVA's energy was invested into that one child. As wings of rainbow-hued energy erupted from his back, he looked on his home, a twisted giggle falling out of his mouth.
It was all a joke. They wouldn’t be able to stop it. The Devourer would come, yes, and he would stop him. He could stop him. But the battle would still destroy everything he loved- home, family, the cosmos as he knew it…Unless he destroyed it first.

For five years, Marx has roamed the empty void, destroying without abandon any sort of life he came across. “Don’t worry! Death’ll be fun! Far better than that Devourer!” He would gleefully exclaim, as he casually tore apart their frail shells with a hailstorm of his holy arrows. Countless worlds had been turned to nothing but space junk as he would fly by.
He knew was the only defense Existence had against that…abomination. Death was the only safe place for them all.

>>7069607
Good, 'cause I'm a big continuity freak. I'd hate to constantly be thinking, "But didn't THIS happen HERE in a different game?"

That said, this is awesome, and always will be. Wish I was better at writefaggin'. :P

>>7069663
Hey we are still looking for suggestions and what not. Its not like we are omniscient.

>>7069644
alright...what the hell is that. I grew up with SONY not Nintendo sadly.

>>7069776
Indeed. Suggestions are always welcome.

BTW, how did the Earthworm Jim stuff go over?

>>7069850
I found it fairly appropriate. Why does it seem like Metpharm is churning out heroes?

>>7069849

I am thinking about something really old school. PONG MOTHERFUCKERS.

>>7069595
Yeah, I gave it a shot. First time kinda thing. Might do something else later, gotta go study for finals atm.

>>7069891
Oh...dear god.

>>7069849
Marx, final boss to Kirby Super Star.
...A lot of the kirby games had nightmare-fuel bosses, after Dedede and all. I mean, anything related to Dark Matter, sheesh.

>>7069776
All right, I'll give it a shot:

John Stalvern waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air.

...Wait, that's been done already. Sorry.

But seriously, what about Doomguy? Quakeguy? Do they not count because they were PC doods? Same for Mister Chef, 'cept with "XBAWKS" instead of "PC". (Which really wouldn't bother me any, I'm just mentioning them for completeness' sake.)

So....Yeah something shocking here man. You gotta watch out theres a knock off of Shroom going around. Its called posion Its a purple mushroom. It'll make you feel fine for a little while then BLAM.

You die. Just flat out die. I've never seen a thing like it before. I guess if you can get one a ONE_UP, Oh?
Sorry, forgot you're new to the game. ONE_UP is a code word for a Metpharm drug. It takes E-tank and Shroom and mixes it up a bit. Its supposed to get you so fucked you feel like you are coming back to life.

>>7069891

Yeah, I wondered about that. I only know really old stuff and reasonably old PC things.

Frogger, Space Invaders, Spy Hunter, Frak, Chuckie Egg, Repton...

(Damn buttons)
But yeah ONE_UP can fix you up...some weird chemical gobble gook that it actually fixes you up a bit and speeds up the healing process.
Not like you come off unharmed though. You can't use Shroom again. Your body can't take it anymore and I'll be dammed if you don't get black spots all over you along with some nasty lesions...Just look out man seriously.

>>7070001
>>7069980
We've had some characters outside of the 8-bit show up. As to weather they're canon is up to debate. Also I would love to see a frogger one!

....Actually I don't think this one needs to be Grimdarked, it already fits pretty well. A huge contest sponsored by Robotnik under the guise of giving away "Fabulous Prizes" But really it's just a way of testing out experimental bioroids and gathering new biotic samples from worthy opponents. Nobody ever wins, and even if they did, all the more reason to kill them.

But seriously, someone needs to grimdark Zork.

>>7070116
Sounds 'bout right. That or just its a big ol' favorite pastime like baseball.

>>7070116
Grim? Dark? It has plenty of its own.

You are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike. It is dark. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

I just realized that we can use Chip & Dale. y'know, the Rescue Rangers.

>>7070192
this has all sorts of potential...

>>7070189
Fair enough, prolly why nobody goes venturing deep within the pipes, major grue infestation down there.

>>7070192

I don't know man, while the game was really cool, i fear a furfag might try to post Gadget porn all over.

>>7070252
fuck you're right. Also, we really should set up a wiki. Hey OP of the first thread you are you there?

>>7070252
My fears exactly.

I'd post worksafe Gadget if I were on my laptop, but hey...

do we have the light warriors yet? come on! The four warriors, Garland, Chaos... you know you want to

Bread and circuses. That's all the people need. They can be living in shanty towns wallowing in their own filth working ten-hour days in factories for a pittance, but as long as they've got food on their plates and something to keep their minds off their sorry lives they'll stay in line and follow orders.

Wily knew this, brilliant man that he was. His plan was to bring back the old F-Max races, only... more. Bigger, faster, better. Some of his aides told him there wasn't any room in The City to build tracks. Wily told them that there was plenty of room above it.

So now we have race tracks above The City, where anyone with a F-Zero machine can sign up for their shot at fame and fortune. The smaller corps love it because sponsoring a racer gets their name out there, the people love it because it keeps them distracted, the organized crime syndicates love it because it's another thing to take bets on, and Wily? Well... he loves it because it worked out better than anyone could have dreamed.

Bread and circuses, my friend.

I was getting out of here tonight. I'd lost my job at the plant and I was broke I had one option...it wasn't pretty.

I'd signed up for the job a week ago. I was to sneak down into the Sub sectors of the pipes...And retrieve something...All I was told was that it was in a small metal box. They acted like it was the most important thing the world. I had to get it no matter what they told me. If I failed well I would be parts for Robotnik...Like I said it wasn't pretty.

I had the stuff I needed a simple flash-bomb or two, A small energy pistol and the map to the dammed thing. My entry point was near an old Robonik factory. It'd gotten burned out during a riot, Nothing left inside. Thank god.

Anyways down I went into the pipes. Let me tell you there is something down there. I don't care what Wily spouts there is Something down there. What exactly is beyond me. I remember vines....dear god the vines....

It took me two days to find that box. It was tucked behind a brick wall. Nice and safe. Figures, it was probably the only safe thing there. On it was a weird symbol...I'd never seen it before...It sorta hurt to look at honestly. Thing was corroded all to hell too. I managed to get trapped down there for another three days. I had to live off of E-tank and Shrooms.

If you thought you knew what hell was I dare you to best me. The whole place was constantly changing. I'd enter one pipe section and come out nowhere near where I should have.

I know it's not 8-bit but damn, Kid Chamelon has so much potentional for this.

>>7070647

They say the place is loaded with some sort poisonous spores...Nah its a fucking death trap that makes you see things. I've seen weird things but down there it gets twisted about. Nothing makes sense. Everything twists and turns. You see ghosts and flying fish...its a weird place man.

By the time I got back to the surface I was looking as bad as I felt. They were of course waiting for me. Four of them all dressed in bulky clothes. Biodroids I think, I mean hell one had claws...They took the box gave me a years pay like it was nothing and told me to get the fuck out of their...As I was leaving I coulda swore I heard someone talking about something called the mother brain...

>>7070610

Do this, but have the Light warriors be chosen from the characters already available, which curiously resemble references to the Warriors of Light in certain Hyrulian ruins.

Megaman
Mario Marino
Samus Aran
Link

New Light Warriors for a New Age.

>>7070665
Die! (bummer)

>>7070750
Yea, but it should be something close to the archetypes.
Warrior
Thief
White Mage
Black Mage

Megaman would make a good warrior
and Mario seems to be theify enough. I'm not too sure of the other two.

>>7070849
Link would be White Mage--holy weapons and magic, healing potions
Samus would be Black Mage--focused on damaging powers that might as well be spells

>>7070849
No idea really I would be all for saying the light warriors are a myth from Hyrulian ruins. That they were a prophecy to return when the world was in peril and fight against the darkness that threatens to swallow the world.

>>7070883
Pft. Link is OBVIOUSLY Fighter.

I've been translating the Hyrulian transcripts for over three years now. It's incredibly complex work. but, for some reason The Foot want it translated as fast as I can go so, here I am. Hidden in Foot HQ itself. I've done a fair job so far. The transcripts they have are utterly out of the league of many Corps. nearly intact they have hardly even faded. Its as if they were being kept in a vault...

Regardless I've found something that will probably be one of the biggest break through in the field of Hyrulian history. It seems there was two mythos. One, is the Journeys of Lilil...or something along those lines. As he fights against a great evil known as Ganado(again along those lines. Naming was incredibly complex in this society)

These figures are believed to be based off of historical figures from Hyrule itself. This of course raises yet more questions no doubt.

Now, this is a well known piece of mythology its the second one that holds the most interest...

>>7070849
Megaman would be a wizard.

"We had heard of reports of PSI phenomena in the Hylian ruins. Instead, all we had found was a haggard looking man clad in green rags had cut us down. Ness had managed to chase him off with PK phenomena, but that son of a bitch had cut the hell out of Jeff and ... Poo.

Yes, he was named Poo. Stop laughing or I'll make you scream like a boiling lobster. Anyway, As we desperately tried to stop the bleeding - so much blood - I prayed, to what ever could hear me to please help us.

Coming from all around us we heard the sound of "P'yo, P'yo" being chanted over and over. Now I know cults - but these guys were like something out of a movie."

Paula stopped talking as Ness stood up, excused himself, stepped outside, and lit up a reefer.

"Ness doesn't like to talk about what he had to do that night. I didn't just chicken out, but someone had to try and keep Jeff and Poo from dying. As I strived and prayed, I stole glances of what Ness was doing. I- Sometimes, I just can't look at him.

Seeing him face down those sick cultists was like watching some kind of inhuman predator tearing into defenseless little monkeys. I know it's horrible of me to say that, but you didn't see him with that bat, cracking skulls left and right. He did it for us, I know. Somehow, Jeff and Poo survived. If you can call that living, especially in Poo's case."

Mega Man makes a better black mage, with the ability copying. He's got a whole host of elemental explodey deals.

Kind of weak, but the idea is there.

---

Nathan let out a groan, struggling to open his eyes. It felt like he had been out for days; the last thing he remembered was trying to take down a bioroid that went rogue in one of the labs. Considering that he was still alive he must have been successful, though from the way he felt he wondered if he wasn't better off dead.

There was a faint burst of static, and an older man's voice came forth. "Ah, Mister Spencer. You're finally awake."

"Where... am I?" he mumbled. The pain and stiffness were slowly fading, but his left arm felt numb and... disconnected, somehow; like his nerves were moving someone else's limb.

"You're in one of Robotnik's medical wards. One of the surgery wings, to be precise."

"What happened?"

"You lost your arm during an... incident in the testing facility. Fortunately, in accordance with the terms of your employment, we were able to apply repurposed bioroid technology to save your life. You will, however, be forced to undergo a short testing period, after which you will be reassigned to a position more suited for-"

"What," he growled, sitting up on the surgery table, "did you do to me?"

"You have to remember," the man replied, nervousness creeping into his voice, "that the contract you signed with the company gave them free reign to use your body as seen fit in the event of life-threatening injury or death, and-"

Nathan stared down at his left arm. His flesh and blood were gone, replaced with a bulky bioroid limb built from sheathed metal and thick cabling that ended in a four-fingered claw. Clenching his "fist" he slammed it down on the edge of the table, the metal buckling like cardboard. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!"

I'd actually toyed with quite a while about making a webcomic or whatever based on the world presented in a short campaign my old group once ran, based losely off of the old Captain N cartoon. It was really gritty and fun.

I actually played The Captain, a 20-something guy from our world who was near-superhumanly good at games of all kinds. It was fun to play because I made him a psychological wreck. A guy who was basically coasting through life in a kind of depressed ennui because he was wired to onely find pleasure in games and he was better than absolutely everyone in his world at it.

Our party all had our psychological quirks and was me, the Princess Lana who recruited me, Luigi, Link, Simon Belmont, Sonic and Roll.

Sonic was uber-arrogant and overconfident, Simon and Lana had legacies to live up to, Link had to learn to find balance within him of all 3 aspects of the Triforce and to get over a tendency to self sacrifice.

The second set of myths is of extreme interest. They are never mentioned till this collection. These myths deal with the coming of the Warriors of light. A group of four that seems to be destined to confront and defeat evil at a point in the future.

From what little I have gathered it was said that this Lilil was one such warrior or perhaps allied to them...Sadly, that portion of the text is horribly difficult to read. Its also said that they will appear over and over again in history, taking on a new guise each time. This portion of the text is of course much like the rest of Hyrulian religion and philosophy.

The concept of the cycle and a pattern of light and darkness that transcends time. This pattern is something that might be something vital...I say this because of the last part of the myth...

*clears throat*
And From a Tower he shall fall. This maker of men. And from the depths will she rise this warrior of the dead. And amongst the people he will stand this master of light and the link shall bind the past and future....

After this sadly it seems to have been scratched out...the only that I can make from it is the mention of a great city and its slow death...

>>7071222

I was going for a sort of "Sin City" feel with Ness and Co, who by this point have grown up, in all odds working as Parapsychology researchers under Wily.

>>7071279
alrightfor minute I thought it was the bionic commando....who....died....

>>7071372

That was what the other anon said - I think it should be the other way around.

>>7071468
Make it so he's alive?

>>7071490

I wasn't writing about him though

>>7071567
Alright sorry. I'm shot its almost one am here. I'll be back in a few hours. Most likely if I can I might start a wiki page for this crazy beast.

So, what's the theme for this place?

If it were a TV show, what would the theme be?

If someone suggests the Mario theme, I will shoot them. Too damned cheerful, for one.

Did we hit autosage?

Can we use 16-bit characters? Cause I have an itch to include this glorious bastard.

So, would Vectorman be in the clear?

>>7072495
Yep. 10 posts ago.