[It is a very, VERY hungover Dr. Wily that wakes up and finds himself flat on his back in the middle of... an empty lab. Oh, a familiar lab to be sure- the very one he commandeered previously- but empty in that everything he had built or started to build is missing. The portable generator, the parts he'd gathered or had brought to him, and, well.. ( Read more... )

[Without warning a tall purple robot appears, whirling around in response to his new surroundings.]

Where-!? The lightanium! Spark Mandrill! X[After a few moments taken to calm down, a panel slides open on his arm, revealing a viewscreen. If seeing his face was possible, it'd probably be covered with a scowl. None of the readings were making any ( Read more... )

[He's chattering away animatedly with another, though his tone whips downward in places--like verbal pouting. When some scenario is suggested, he answers lightly, and then it... turns a little haywire. "Would you let me change first?" and "You know how he is--do I have to?" He's never been completely agreeable, unlike his namesake and the one he's ( Read more... )

*How he ends up here, he's not entirely sure- maybe it was taking that last turn around that corner back there in the alley out of sheer desperation. But there's a door, and it's unlocked, so the blond pushes through it and then slams it shut again behind him. He exhales once, softly, listening as heavy footsteps go stompstomp past the door. As it ( Read more... )