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Who: Bass, Treble, & BlackGabumon, Proto Man & Solarmon
What: Battered and Broken
When: May 29th, morning
Where: Dokako Jungle
Bass had to admit, this wasn't his finest moment. He sat at the foot of a tree, still merged with Treble, with a mangled lower arm. Next to him was a pile of parts that had fallen off that he had collected, in hopes that they would be of service salvaging his limb.
Someone was coming to help him. Blues. Part of it filled him with aggravation, while another was quietly thankful that it was Blues and not someone else.
Zero had all but completely defeated him, in Bass's mind. And at his strongest. Bass's programming made him refuse the very concept of a stronger robot, but... reality was conflicting with that heavily.
This was the closest the reploid had ever come to inner turmoil.
A few feet away, BlackGabumon was uncharacteristically silent, nursing the wound inflicted upon his mouth.
What: Battered and Broken
When: May 29th, morning
Where: Dokako Jungle
Bass had to admit, this wasn't his finest moment. He sat at the foot of a tree, still merged with Treble, with a mangled lower arm. Next to him was a pile of parts that had fallen off that he had collected, in hopes that they would be of service salvaging his limb.
Someone was coming to help him. Blues. Part of it filled him with aggravation, while another was quietly thankful that it was Blues and not someone else.
Zero had all but completely defeated him, in Bass's mind. And at his strongest. Bass's programming made him refuse the very concept of a stronger robot, but... reality was conflicting with that heavily.
This was the closest the reploid had ever come to inner turmoil.
A few feet away, BlackGabumon was uncharacteristically silent, nursing the wound inflicted upon his mouth.