Compass Man 🧭 [hiatus]

( He doesn't know where he is at first; but his sense of time soon catches up with him. He sighs, pushing the dream to the back of his mind as he tries to go back to sleep. )

( ... The saline inexplicably flowing from his optics makes that a little harder. )

( The other's face is... blurred. The rest of him is suddenly a color that Compass can't decipher. Corrupted pixels line the edges of his sight, spreading until his friend and the rest of the world are unrecognizable. )

( It doesn't take long before Compass awakens with a jolt. )

( And Compass can't help but nod. He owed his companion so much; the least he could do was offer his friendship, navigating places and taking him wherever they both pleased. The future was bright, he knew that for sure. )

Yeah. You and I...

( He trails off, as he turns to face his friend again. )

< It's /beautiful/ up here... Just think, Compass... >

( The shorter Robot Master remarks, as the taller looks out upon the city. His friend is beautiful, too - but he keeps that to himself. )

< W-We'll make our /own/ mark on this world. You and I, together. >

( No matter where he's going, he doesn't care; he knows it's in the right direction regardless. After a while, though, he ends up landing the both of them on top of a high-rise skyscraper. )

( Letting his friend down, he witnesses the stars in the other's eyes as he admires the view. )

( Before the other can object, Compass Man leaps off into the air, tasting it in his vents as the wind rushes past his microphones. He was /free./ Free at last. )

< W-Whoa...!! You're amazing! >

( His companion shouts, and it only makes his spirit soar higher. )

( How lucky he is, Compass thinks, to have someone caring for him so deeply. With a grateful grin that hid just a bit of mischief, he wraps his arms around his friend, lifting him up into the air as the other exclaims in surprise. )

We won't know if it /really/ works 'till we test it out, right?

Yeah, it works!

( Compass replies, pleasantly shocked that the system was fully functional, and wasn't tilting him this way and that, like it had during the tests in that dull research facility. )

< /Yes!/ I-I don't know /how/ those scientists never figured that out. It wasn't too hard for /me!/ >

< Can you float alright? I-I fixed it well enough, didn't I? >

( Compass listens to the voice - one belonging to his best friend. He remembers the moment that he left with him. The taller robot attempts his electromagnetic hover, and his feet slowly lift away from the dusk-lit ground. )

( Within the remains of an abandoned building, Compass Man finally feels safe enough to rest his body and drift off into sleep mode. No one would find him here, except his thoughts... and his memories. )

( One such recollection appears in his subconscious; a Robot Master's equivalent of a dream. )

I miss Dangan :(

The Megaman of the day is… Dangan Man!!
#megaman

No OOC marks.

If you're going out of your way to harass smaller accounts, because your inflated ego for running a ` popular ` account can't handle someone not falling for the cult of personality, you're proving your own damn point and making Bsky not fun.

Don't be a pussy and say it on main if you

( He stammers, scrambling to his feet in order to leave. He couldn’t even /attempt/ to fight… how cowardly, Compass thinks to himself. )

T-Thanks…

( For what, not killing him?? His actions mean that he’s out in the cold again. This time, though, it starts to sink in that perhaps he deserves it. )

( It felt like an eternity, waiting there and being unable to escape from what seemed like certain death. It’s surreal, having everything go so quiet. )

( When he’s let go, reality starts to hit him again. )

I… Y-Yeah, I get it.

I just... wanted to stay here. Like everyone else. That's all I wanted.

( He knows all of this will sound unbelievable, and so he just... stops struggling, closing his optics. He awaits whatever is coming to him. )

( He has genuine terror in his voice. He has to get this right the first time. He needs to talk, despite the anger at Dragon, and himself. )

I... I don't want revenge anymore. I don't /know/ what I want. But I don't think getting rid of them will make me feel any better.

( Compass knows then, before the other even has to explain, that Dragon told Trident about him and the others. About his master. As he had feared, this was no place for him, and yet again, he has no backup to call for. )

I-I'm not /here/ for them! I didn't /know/ they were here!

Wh-What are you talking about?! What /r-resident?!/

( He tries desperately to wriggle out of the hold. He wasn’t going to /kill/ anyone! He didn’t know any robots here, anyway— )

( … Wait. /Wait./ )

Y-You’re not talking about /them,/ a-are you…?

( The initial silence Trident showed him unnerved Compass… but he was far too late to act on those feelings. )

( The other’s grip is so tight, and the slam is so forceful, that it causes his processor to reel. Vision full of static, his optics only show fear and confusion. )

W-What—?

( He takes the elevator this time, like a /normal/ 'bot would. He's glad he's alone, since his ring would cause problems for anyone else. The wait feels longer than usual; he can't shake the feeling something is off... )

( But once he exits, he approaches the room. )

Trident? I got your message...

( Compass rouses from an uneasy sleep cycle upon receiving the message. Needless to say, he's puzzled as to why Trident would want to talk with him again... he felt that there wasn't a reason to, but regardless, he leaves the room shortly after. )

ㅤ
「 See ya! 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd with that, he just... walks off.
ㅤ

Oh, yeah, I bet. Sounds like a busy role.

( He doesn't believe him. )

I... guess I'll see you around, then.

I thought that /was/ the point of the— ugh. Alright.

( Not like he has much of a choice now. There’s no use arguing. )

So when I’ve got the goods, I just… call for you, and you’ll show up?

Right. I get that, I guess.

( He nods. He hopes he didn't just give away his 'soul' or whatever for nothing... )

So, er, y-you're still showing me where my master is, right?

( After the warmth fades, he… doesn’t really feel a difference. Weird. Oh well. )

T-That /is/ pretty neat, yeah… so what happens now?

( He shakily smiles a little, trying to make light of the bizarre situation. )

( His hand shakes as he holds it out, slightly hesitant. This could end horribly; but then again, what more does he have to lose? He’s so close to having his favorite person back… )

… A-As long as you don’t death grip my hand again, alright?

( He mutters, finally grabbing on. )

( That gets his brows to raise a bit. )

Well, I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it before. But yeah, I’d say we do. We’re /sentient,/ after all.

I… I can do that. Yeah.

( Shouldn’t be too hard to do, he thinks… something is still unnerving him about this, but if it’s the only way to get some normalcy back, he’ll do it. )