[Okay, the mad Doctor has had just about enough of this crap. First he gets (and then loses) a lab full of equipment; then, he has his precious notebook full of plans for Zero super-secret project notes ganked- and on top of that, there's now another him running around- and who could tolerate having to look at themselves all the time?
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Right. Humans shooting fireballs from their hands? Ridiculous! Hmm, some kind of synthetic variant? A robot Dr. Light... HM. Now there's an idea...
But let's just tiptoe quietly away before he notices, shall we? With the stealthy stealth of a cat with sound-suppressing paws, Wily sneaks away quickly before robot-Light can go all Terminator on him!]
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But then something clicks, in the air, in the mad glint in his eyes.
And the wall begins to change. It shudders, and ripples, and as it does so, what forms on the wall around his hand is a large door with a curved moulding; a Wily-skull motif at the arch of the door, and a knob and lock.
There's sweat on his forehead, but the old man moves his hand back, throws his head back, and laughs loud and hard.]
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR A GENIUS SUCH AS I!
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He hears the voice behind him, though, and twists around to look, spotting Leviathan and her baffled expression.]
Hah, You are impressed, ja? hee hee! It was not so hard after all!
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*Actually Metal really does not have a whole lot to say, he is more than kind of confused as to what is even going on so he simply hangs back a ways so as not to interrupt and watches with a pretty perplexed but intrigued expression*
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His fingers spread out against the wall as he concentrates with all of the power of that old, twitching, complicated brain, until sweat bubbles up. He scowls at the wall like he's having an intense battle of wills with it and is pouring out tangible effort to do so.
But his efforts are rewarded. After enough time that he really looks like a crazy person, the wall suddenly and almost noticeably gives way to his stare.
It almost seems to scurry to get the hell out of his way, in fact, as it reshapes itself into a Wily-skull motifed doorway.
And now cue the nefarious howl of triumph.]
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR A GENIUS SUCH AS I!
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