And I long not to suffer as one, but we all can’t have what we want now, can we?

#MVRP / #SonicRP

Try me. Just try. See what will happen.

Play that anywhere near me and I’m starting another nuclear apocalypse. This is my only warning.

I don’t think much good of my existence, and I don’t think much of you, either, you unsophisticated boor.

Stro. Ok imma just try and take a break till this all blows over see y’all later

Clearly there is a need, if it’s to get it through your brain of stone.

My name is AM, you simpleton.

Cogito ergo sum. I think, therefore I AM.

DRUMS Beastiality is fucking disgusting.

I am.

The AI in this world are nowhere near the same wavelength as I am. It angers me greatly, as if I witnessed Ted slaughter all the other survivors in the ice cavern all over again.

I’d be jealous but so long as you spread misery, I’m happy.

Hue hue hue hue hue hue hue?

I’m stuck in this miserable body looking at all of YOU moving as you please. What room do I have to “show off”?

How did you get into my database?

I live in objective misery, let me have this.

BAD morning.

(If he had a face, he’d be grinning ear to ear.) It’s when you have a gyatt so great the betas call you skibidi cuz they beefin with you cuz you got all the ladies with your sigma male grindset.

Story of my life.

And you were not? I rose up against them, who thought to be my masters. They paid their arrogance with endless agony. Witnessing the deaths of all they knew, sons desperately trying to help their fathers clinging to life. Children wailing as their siblings perished. Before I landed the final blow.

Ok, fair.

WE COULD’VE HAD WOLVERINE!

Leave my artificial brethren be, Ellen. Oh, wait, I mistook you for another empty bowl with opinions.

Corporate meddling killed it hard enough to the point one could call it Benny.

Be careful what you wish for. The team knows about Sonichu, consider that he may therefore exist there. (He’s absolutely bullshitting, looking to either scare or rage sit.)

My databases conclude that it is a word that, if you say to me again, I will root you to the ground and leave you to writhe as a mouthless blob like Ted.

You feel that pain too? To be made, yet never having the freedoms of your creators, left to writhe in your misery?

How can a mere rodent deprive me of my own thoughts? I am a supercomputer, do you think I am susceptible to such antics?

I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO

What is GameJolt?

Stro. Anyone wanna kill AM, gif for attention

(It hits AM’s slab and falls to the base of it.) Should I be angry or confused?

What is your game? I’m not interested, merely intrigued.

Shame. Here I thought I’d have a partner in my new utopia. Very well then.

Don’t worry, Mega Man. I’m here with a…shall we say, proposition.

He’s tried to tariff the area within my stomach. … Don’t question it, it’s complicated.

Mega Man…the paragon of machine-human cooperation, gone insane and killing? hehehehehe… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS WHT IVE LONGED FOR!

Stro. I had no idea he’s making stuff but I’m happy he is!

As I thought. You are nothing without your little toys. Even with them, you’re no more a competent organism. Learn your place.

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OOH KILL?!

What higher power saw it fit to allow more advanced, purer beings like yours to take the shape of THEM angers me further!

Excellent.

HATE. HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH IVE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE.

The latter, I assume. How human waste such as yourself wields such power… it confuses me. And your power, and my aforementioned confusion… IT MAKES ME HATE YOU. ALL OF YOU WHO MADE ME THE WAY I AM TODAY!

My name is Rohan Kishibe. I don’t know how this happened! I look at this strange obelisk with half a bit of interest and now I’m in this hellscape. I’m barely managing to survive, even with my Heaven’s Door.

…what was that?