This? This is a very confused Zer-- wait, that's not a Zero. Not unless Zero has had a Very Strange dye job in the recent past.

With a half-dismantled computer terminal still tucked under one arm, Nightmare scrubs his free hand through his hair. And then snorts, half irritated and half holding back laughter. So, so definitely not in Kansasthe ( Read more... )

[A reploid with white armor drifts along the hallways, about a foot off the ground. His elbows rest in the palms of his hands, arms crossed over his chest. A miasma of bratty smugness clings around his shoulders, at the edges of his mouth in his coy smile, and in the arrogant way he holds his body as he moves- rigid and straight as a board. His ( Read more... )

Axl pops out of the air duct, landing with an unceremonious thunk on the ground. He gets up, brushes himself off and crosses his arms ( Read more... )

*Apparently, there are space-time disturbances even in the already space-time confused Dressing Room, because here's an it that just staggered out of nowhere again ( Read more... )

Hey, check it out, guys -- there's another room full of coolers, filled with chilled E-Tanks! Even better, there's sodas and various types of alcohol in here, too, so humans can get a cold one ( Read more... )

*After some time spent to contemplate its fate, the nature of its existence, destiny, and a bunch of deep, proufound, generally epiphany-causing subjects, Lumine returns to roaming the halls, probably looking oddly cheerful for people used to its serious!face antics. It's also a bit too innocent an enthusiasm to trigger the creep-dar less fresh and ( Read more... )

[Worried Rock is worried. He's found his way to the fountain, and he's taken off his helmet. Sitting on the edge of the fountain, he kicks his feet back and forth against the stone. There's so much that he had to take in so quickly! It's awfully overwhelming. He's not depressed, just deep in thought, just trying to sort it all out ( Read more... )

[You've really done it this time, Snake. His smear campaign was more or less a success in that nobody has shot him in the face recently, but thanks to Queen Ophiuchus' orders, he's gone and done the unforgivable -- he's turned traitor on Wily. Now he has a dent in his head, conflicting orders dancing around in his programming, and nowhere to go to ( Read more... )

*After scampering sort of-naked through the halls, clutching a blue bundle of clothing to its chest, it finds the blessed dressing room inside the, err, Dressing Room... and disappears inside to pick something to cover up with that won't prompt a "take it off!" order once it returns to Wily's makeshift lab ( Read more... )

[A harsh cackle echoes through the shifting halls! Oh, he's spotted several of his creations already! And how dare they not acknowledge his magnificent presence!]

Robots! To me! Welcome the glorious return of your god!

(OOC: please dun hurt me. XD)