((Skype, I was going to do all three for the last but got bored and just did Burner instead))
Voltman steals nipples?
WE KINDA GOT A BLACK MARKET GOING ON
YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU’LL NEED A BOX OF NIPPLESIS THAT WHY HE DUMPED A BOX OF NIPPLES ON ME FOR CHRISTMAS?
WHAT THE HELL GUYS
I was wondering whether he had received that gift. Good to see he did.
DID YOU KNOW THAT IF YOU THROW PANCAKE NIPPLES AT VOLT, THEY’LL STICK TO HIS ARMOUR?
I’m a good photographer, she posed and everything.
For the last time- actually you know what, I’m too old for this shit.
Tengu Man.
block
Tengu
Nope, I had a feeling he would get confused with Tengu after I blacked him out.
(( Pirate Man ))
This one is correct. Congratulations Plug/Bond/Blizzard/Lucy.
Well since I can’t partake in AMaRt day with a drawing, I’m going to do a “WHO’S THAT ROBOT MASTER”
Name this robot master silhouette. Its artwork this time unlike the other two I had done.
Volt Man’s secret project revealed.
He picked out a visor that was in rather good shape, just covered in dust. He was moving back to the Joe while he cleaned it off with a cloth.
He installed the visor carefully before stepping back and making sure everything was in order on the Joe. ”There, now that you are cleaned and fixed I can install the utility pack. The guys back at Rozner designed the specs for there Joes, but I’ve got the proto type for them.”
He turned around to pick up a rather reasonably sized box like part, clearly too large to fit inside a normal sized robot. “This one holds energy, making it longer before you need to recharge.”
Of course the Joe, being the ungrateful and untrusting little shit that it was, stood up the moment the visor was clicked into place.
It didn’t need extra charging time, it practically lived in its little charging pod room it had been working on since moving into the new fortress. It didn’t want any more mods, that was for damn sure.
So it just stood up with the word NO printed boldly on its new visor and started to walk right the hell out of the room.
Volt stood and watched the Joe storm out before rubbing his temples. ”Then I guess I should find another Sniper Joe to give the machine gun adapter to. Oh well I’ll just find one later.”
With that Volt went to his desk and sat down to find a different Joe via the fortress’ network.
Volt Man’s secret project revealed.
Volt turned to make sure the Joe was still following him. He noticed how far behind it was. Once to the room he pulled out a cloth and started running it under some water and moved back to the Joe to clean the milk off its face.
“What the hell was that big nosed freak doing to you? And you look like you’ve never been cleaned off.” He said right before examining the visor.
“Ok, I should have some replacement visors in here.” He walked off to some of the spare parts he had laying around, he almost had enough parts to build his own Sniper Joe, but he was obviously missing parts.
Okay, yeah, hell no. It was bad enough that apparently PCN-02 knew enough about its kind to be able to repair and replace parts from Snipers. But the whole ‘having body parts just lying around the room’ thing was CREEPY AS HELL.
And apparently 02 was also trying to build himself some manner of FrankenJoe.
Whatever. Okay so it was cleaned and it was getting a new visor. Neat. It just sat in the chair still as a statue while 02 rummaged around in its brothers’ guts and armor.
He picked out a visor that was in rather good shape, just covered in dust. He was moving back to the Joe while he cleaned it off with a cloth.
He installed the visor carefully before stepping back and making sure everything was in order on the Joe. ”There, now that you are cleaned and fixed I can install the utility pack. The guys back at Rozner designed the specs for there Joes, but I’ve got the proto type for them.”
He turned around to pick up a rather reasonably sized box like part, clearly too large to fit inside a normal sized robot. “This one holds energy, making it longer before you need to recharge.”
Volt Man’s secret project revealed.
It stopped dead in its tracks, and like something out of a shitty horror movie its head slooooowly turns to glare at its ‘creator’. Its visor was cracked, it had a few scuffs, and it was covered in milk. Volt must have followed the trail it was leaving from the kitchen.
WHAT
DO YOU
WANTFlashed on its visor, one word after another before its eye blinked back into place. It was so not in the mood for anything other than a stroll through a car wash. Preferably the kind without scantily clad human females manning it.
Volt noticed the milk, and the cracked visor before sighing heavily. He put his hand on the Joe’s shoulder. “Come on, lets get you cleaned up and fixed before I give you any upgrades.” With that he started leading Joe back to the room he was using for his production. It was filled with random junk, and a bunch of scrap metal. As he flipped the lights on the ceiling light up from a series of tesla coils lining it with electricity flowing between them.
“Take a seat, I’ll get the stuff for you and clean you off.”
It smacked Volt’s hand away with a metallic sound heard clear down the hallway. It let Volt get a few steps ahead of it before following behind, a long ways behind actually.
Upgrades sure as shit weren’t happening, but it wasn’t about to say no to a wash. Maybe a repair. If not he could just sneak into the walls of the training room where used Joes were gathered, repaired, and sent back out to be pulverized some more.
Volt turned to make sure the Joe was still following him. He noticed how far behind it was. Once to the room he pulled out a cloth and started running it under some water and moved back to the Joe to clean the milk off its face.
“What the hell was that big nosed freak doing to you? And you look like you’ve never been cleaned off.” He said right before examining the visor.
“Ok, I should have some replacement visors in here.” He walked off to some of the spare parts he had laying around, he almost had enough parts to build his own Sniper Joe, but he was obviously missing parts.
Volt Man’s secret project revealed.
Volt had finally made his way to where the transmission with the Joe had came from and was looking around. “Where did that long armed moron go? He better not have damaged that unit. I don’t want to have to repair it.”
He roamed around the area for a while before starting to realize the Joe wasn’t near there anymore. So he headed back up toward the main hub of the fortress.
Sure enough up ahead of him in the hallway was what he was looking for, that Joe unit. “Ah, perfect, there you are.” He called out catching up to the Joe and examining it for damage.
It stopped dead in its tracks, and like something out of a shitty horror movie its head slooooowly turns to glare at its ‘creator’. Its visor was cracked, it had a few scuffs, and it was covered in milk. Volt must have followed the trail it was leaving from the kitchen.
WHAT
DO YOU
WANTFlashed on its visor, one word after another before its eye blinked back into place. It was so not in the mood for anything other than a stroll through a car wash. Preferably the kind without scantily clad human females manning it.
Volt noticed the milk, and the cracked visor before sighing heavily. He put his hand on the Joe’s shoulder. “Come on, lets get you cleaned up and fixed before I give you any upgrades.” With that he started leading Joe back to the room he was using for his production. It was filled with random junk, and a bunch of scrap metal. As he flipped the lights on the ceiling light up from a series of electrodes lining it with electricity flowing between them.
“Take a seat, I’ll get the stuff for you and clean you off.”
Volt Man’s secret project revealed.
Volt had finally made his way to where the transmission with the Joe had came from and was looking around. “Where did that long armed moron go? He better not have damaged that unit. I don’t want to have to repair it.”
He roamed around the area for a while before starting to realize the Joe wasn’t near there anymore. So he headed back up toward the main hub of the fortress.
Sure enough up ahead of him in the hallway was what he was looking for, that Joe unit. “Ah, perfect, there you are.” He called out catching up to the Joe and examining it for damage.
