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Post a paragraph from every WIP you can find. No explanations allowed, just the excerpt.
He quirked an eyebrow. “You’re not trying to hit on me, are you? Because you’re practically my sister and that would be really weird.”
Whatever Wily had been on while designing the Skull Fortress, Blues thought, it had to have been something pretty strong. Getting anywhere seemed to take forever, with long corridors, going up and down ladders, deactivating and reactivating the numerous traps that had been set for Rockman…in fact, Blues could swear they'd passed that statue twice already.
"Yeah," Roll replied, looking at the floor. Oh, that's right. She'd been the only one in the lab when he had teleported in, a sparking wreck. Roll, who had always been squeamish about exposed wires and parts, had screamed so loudly that Rightot came running in, waving a wrench and loudly declaring his intentions to "defeat any foe who may be threatening the cute and innocent Roll-chan."
Rock shrugged. "You didn't ask. And it was kind of nice to be appreciated just as Dr. Light's lab robot." He turned to X. "But you need my help, right? I mean, I saw the recruitment posters on the train platform, and I have lots of combat experience."
"You think so? Rafe, he says it's a lizard person from Mars."
"I'm not sure," Jack replied, not taking his eyes off the shadow, which neatly dodged a fallen oak. "It almost looks like these beings I ran into once on Krylon Five — they were intelligent light, really difficult to communicate with unless you had a prism, but … shit!"
"X, why in the world is your buster so badly balanced that you can't even hold it steady with one arm?"
"Ew, I wouldn't want to be awake for that if it happened to me," Roll said. "Watching you guys poke around my insides? No thanks. That's just gross."
It wasn't anyone X recognized, but that didn't necessarily mean he was someone that wasn't allowed around there. Much as he hated to admit it, X didn't know most of the Hunters outside his own unit, and he knew even fewer of the support staff. Still, it didn't hurt to be cautious. He was about to ask for identification, when the stranger shifted his weight slightly and turned to face X. The stranger, had dark brown hair, dark glasses, a yellow scarf, and he was wearing a red jacket that said, "New Metropolis Robot Museum." The robot started slightly when he saw X, then he said, "I didn't expect anyone to come up here."
“Oh, of course, a robot. Right. And I’m the Prime Minister. Look, kid, I know I was nice enough and all to actually give you someplace to crash last night, but I think it’s time for you to go now.”
“Kumano-kun, we can’t be letting elementary students take this test. They’ll get their navis deleted in an instant,” Ogata said.
“All travel to the downtown area is prohibited. Do not try to approach these robots, as they are armed and extremely dangerous. Those who are in the affected area are advised to seek shelter immediately in the nearest—”
"Oh, that." Enzan privately thought the game was a poorly-thought out piece of junk, but wasn't about to say that out loud after he'd given his approval for using his likeness in it.
Post a paragraph from every WIP you can find. No explanations allowed, just the excerpt.
He quirked an eyebrow. “You’re not trying to hit on me, are you? Because you’re practically my sister and that would be really weird.”
Whatever Wily had been on while designing the Skull Fortress, Blues thought, it had to have been something pretty strong. Getting anywhere seemed to take forever, with long corridors, going up and down ladders, deactivating and reactivating the numerous traps that had been set for Rockman…in fact, Blues could swear they'd passed that statue twice already.
"Yeah," Roll replied, looking at the floor. Oh, that's right. She'd been the only one in the lab when he had teleported in, a sparking wreck. Roll, who had always been squeamish about exposed wires and parts, had screamed so loudly that Rightot came running in, waving a wrench and loudly declaring his intentions to "defeat any foe who may be threatening the cute and innocent Roll-chan."
Rock shrugged. "You didn't ask. And it was kind of nice to be appreciated just as Dr. Light's lab robot." He turned to X. "But you need my help, right? I mean, I saw the recruitment posters on the train platform, and I have lots of combat experience."
"You think so? Rafe, he says it's a lizard person from Mars."
"I'm not sure," Jack replied, not taking his eyes off the shadow, which neatly dodged a fallen oak. "It almost looks like these beings I ran into once on Krylon Five — they were intelligent light, really difficult to communicate with unless you had a prism, but … shit!"
"X, why in the world is your buster so badly balanced that you can't even hold it steady with one arm?"
"Ew, I wouldn't want to be awake for that if it happened to me," Roll said. "Watching you guys poke around my insides? No thanks. That's just gross."
It wasn't anyone X recognized, but that didn't necessarily mean he was someone that wasn't allowed around there. Much as he hated to admit it, X didn't know most of the Hunters outside his own unit, and he knew even fewer of the support staff. Still, it didn't hurt to be cautious. He was about to ask for identification, when the stranger shifted his weight slightly and turned to face X. The stranger, had dark brown hair, dark glasses, a yellow scarf, and he was wearing a red jacket that said, "New Metropolis Robot Museum." The robot started slightly when he saw X, then he said, "I didn't expect anyone to come up here."
“Oh, of course, a robot. Right. And I’m the Prime Minister. Look, kid, I know I was nice enough and all to actually give you someplace to crash last night, but I think it’s time for you to go now.”
“Kumano-kun, we can’t be letting elementary students take this test. They’ll get their navis deleted in an instant,” Ogata said.
“All travel to the downtown area is prohibited. Do not try to approach these robots, as they are armed and extremely dangerous. Those who are in the affected area are advised to seek shelter immediately in the nearest—”
"Oh, that." Enzan privately thought the game was a poorly-thought out piece of junk, but wasn't about to say that out loud after he'd given his approval for using his likeness in it.
