Circuit 108
[Accidental Voice Post]
[The audio opens with the rather peculiar sound of heavy metal boots clanging against the pavement at a rapid pace.]
--'s okay, Dad, I'll get him. Rush! Hey, Rush! C'mere, boy, where are you? Aw, c'mon, Rush, we're gonna be late if you don't...
...Huh? Whoa, hang on, this isn't the lab. Come to think of it, this isn't--anywhere...
[Shuffle shuffle thud clank.]
Oh, great, and now the door's gone, too? Man, where am I? Guys, if this is some kinda joke, it isn't funny...
Dad? Father? Can anybody hear me? Hello? Rock, Roll, where are you guys? Rush? Hey, Rush!
[A sharp whistle, like someone attempting to call a dog.]
Rush! Hey, where are you, boy? You've gotta be in here somewhere...c'mon, Rush! Hey, c'mere, boy! Rush!
...Aw, man, Father's gonna disassemble me when he finds out about this...
[OOC: So Proto has been hit with the Years That Never Were curse today: What if Dr. Wily had accepted the blame for the guidance system malfunction, rather than losing it and running away to become evil once and for all? Well, presumably they'd have figured out the problem, fixed it, and gone on to build our favorite 'bots together. Which means say hello to non-armored non-evil laboratory helper Proto--who, according to the naming system set up with Rock and Roll, is going by "Blues" today. He's still got that sarcasm and some of that aloofness, but he's a lot nicer than normal, and looks like a fairly average human kid to boot.
Feel free to see him running around the Square looking for his lost robo-dog, or chat him up on the Network!]
[The audio opens with the rather peculiar sound of heavy metal boots clanging against the pavement at a rapid pace.]
--'s okay, Dad, I'll get him. Rush! Hey, Rush! C'mere, boy, where are you? Aw, c'mon, Rush, we're gonna be late if you don't...
...Huh? Whoa, hang on, this isn't the lab. Come to think of it, this isn't--anywhere...
[Shuffle shuffle thud clank.]
Oh, great, and now the door's gone, too? Man, where am I? Guys, if this is some kinda joke, it isn't funny...
Dad? Father? Can anybody hear me? Hello? Rock, Roll, where are you guys? Rush? Hey, Rush!
[A sharp whistle, like someone attempting to call a dog.]
Rush! Hey, where are you, boy? You've gotta be in here somewhere...c'mon, Rush! Hey, c'mere, boy! Rush!
...Aw, man, Father's gonna disassemble me when he finds out about this...
[OOC: So Proto has been hit with the Years That Never Were curse today: What if Dr. Wily had accepted the blame for the guidance system malfunction, rather than losing it and running away to become evil once and for all? Well, presumably they'd have figured out the problem, fixed it, and gone on to build our favorite 'bots together. Which means say hello to non-armored non-evil laboratory helper Proto--who, according to the naming system set up with Rock and Roll, is going by "Blues" today. He's still got that sarcasm and some of that aloofness, but he's a lot nicer than normal, and looks like a fairly average human kid to boot.
Feel free to see him running around the Square looking for his lost robo-dog, or chat him up on the Network!]