(no subject)
Blues looked around andhefted the sack over his shoulder. It was dark in the Skull Fortress, and that's how he wanted it. Strolling through the various defenses, he paused in front of the charging chambers for the Robot Masters, and grinned. Whistling slightly, he entered and opened a few chambers, making sure the robots remained quiet.
Choosing carefully, he took out the weapons in seven of his eight choices, and copied the weapons. Replacing them, he pulled out teleportation controls and slapped them on the chests of eight robots. As they warped out in various colors of light, he stepped to another chamber and cracked it open, taking a final weapon chip and copying it before returning it.
Looking around, he nodded and returned to his bag, setting up more teleportation controls and activating them, warping in eight life-sized models of the Robot Masters he'd stolen. Closing all of their chambers, he looked around and picked up the bag, wondering if he'd forgotten anything.
((Feel free to have Forte step in at this point. If they do talk/fight, it'll be short. Blues has a plan and places to be.))
Choosing carefully, he took out the weapons in seven of his eight choices, and copied the weapons. Replacing them, he pulled out teleportation controls and slapped them on the chests of eight robots. As they warped out in various colors of light, he stepped to another chamber and cracked it open, taking a final weapon chip and copying it before returning it.
Looking around, he nodded and returned to his bag, setting up more teleportation controls and activating them, warping in eight life-sized models of the Robot Masters he'd stolen. Closing all of their chambers, he looked around and picked up the bag, wondering if he'd forgotten anything.
((Feel free to have Forte step in at this point. If they do talk/fight, it'll be short. Blues has a plan and places to be.))