AnonymousOh…
Not as good as I would like them to be. I do not…identify with the majority of my siblings; I’d prefer the company of Light bots granted I could actually achieve that.
I do feel fairly close to Flashman despite our obvious differences.
I am now off my hiatus since exams are over! Thank you for wishing me good luck, too! < :
This applies for Skullman and Metalman, too!
Hey guys, I’ll be on hiatus for a little bit. I have exams coming up and I need to be ready!
This goes for Woodman, Skullman and Metalman.
Honey watched with interest as the robotic monkey darted off and up the tree to join its troop. Interesting… She thought with a slight smile before looking back up at Wood Man.
The Light bot let out a light chuckle at his surprise- well, she was not in her armor after all! “It’s alright!” She waved her hands in a way that told him to not worry. She mentally told herself to be calm, and that hopefully Wood Man did not have any plans on harming or kidnapping her. She did not fully trust him, but that was not an excuse to not be friendly!
“Yep, hehe, here I am!” She giggled and swayed slightly in her spot, swinging her arms gently. It was then she noticed he was reaching out towards her…only for a handshake. Her shoulders relaxed and she grinned politely, reaching up to grasp his larger hand with her smaller and slender one. “It’s nice to finally see you…” She murmured, her eyes trailing up his body only once to get a good look at him as she shook his hand.
The way she swayed about, she seemed so childish. Yet her appearance wasn’t as parallel to a child’s as he had first thought. He gently shook her small hand, being careful not to crush it. He tried to appear kind, then again that was easy to do; it was in his nature.
However, once someone knows about his awful origin…he finds himself paying attention to his actions.
“Same, it’s always nice to meet someone. ” His almond shaped eyes lowered, being partly covered by his green eyelids, “Especially one who loves nature. Such a rarity.”
His powerful frame was in fact made of wood and he was a husky fellow, towering over her. However it was his face that appeared less intimidating, his gentle smile on a pudgy face!
it was released in english, but Plum’s parts were cut out entirely due to budget issues.
(( Oh yeah? Were the voices in English too? That’s too bad about Plum though. ))
AnonymousYes, that and white cedar.
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Define girth.
If you mean my body size, I think about it every day. I don’t like it.
The woods were fairly quiet, the only sounds to be heard was the soft wind brushing the trees and little birds tweeting all around. She closed her eyes at sat down, clinging to her legs and rocking from side to side and humming to herself.
There was a sound in the distance, it sounded like the muffled sound of a monkey. Well, that didn’t surprise her too much! Once or twice she had seen the robotic monkeys swinging from tree to tree above her. She had not interacted with any, not yet.
Not until now?
She stared in a slightly worried fashion at the monking. Now, Honey Woman loved animals, but what if it tried to attack her? It didn’t seem like it was going to, but its chitters and whines puzzled her. Who was it calling for? Hopefully not a troop of its kind!
Just then, the familiar figure of Wood Man made his appearance and she grinned, standing and brushing her dress off. “Hehe, nope~. But don’t you recognize me, Wood~?” The young robot woman chuckled, looking up and smiling sweetly at him.
“I’m Honey Woman~.”
The monking whined again, being able to understand English it knew she was in no danger. Hopping back into the bush it climbed up a tree, screeching as it joined up with a few from its group.
Monkings were not designed to attack but to only follow Woodman’s orders. Now that he was not in any war his animals were free to do their original jobs… under his sane instruction!
He let out a brief gasp and his almond shaped eyes widened. This pretty girl was Honeywoman? She certainly looked a little older than he thought she was built to be, but young nonetheless.
“N-no, I did not. I thought you were a human!” He crossed his arms and chuckled softly, although he was still a little nervous around her. Yes, she was a Light robot but he knew Hornetman spilled the beans on his origin!
He knew Light robots weren’t always friendly to Wily creations and with understandable reason. “So…you actually came…” He smiled a little and hesitated before lowering his arms, letting one reach out as he offered it.
Would she shake his hand knowing what he was?
Honey smoothed her yellow dress and hummed to herself as she hovered through the thick, luscious green forest. Ah, spring time, when the skies were blue and the flowers were in bloom- it was her favorite time of the year! It was when nature was being born all over again and the Earth was laughing in delight of it’s birth with all sorts of flowers.
Wings fluttering, she landed upon the soft grass and stretched, looking around with a soft, content sigh. Her goal was to not just enjoy her surroundings, but perhaps spot Wood Man as well!
There was a slight nervousness to her however, Hornet had broken the truth to her that Wood Man was a Wily bot. She was a little cautious around those, after all they were crafty and dangerous! Wood seemed to be a sweet and humble fellow, not to mention a fascination because of how he was constructed, perhaps not all Wily bots were bad?
She looked down at her shoes and carefully took them off, but held them close to her. She wanted to feel the cool grass beneath her smooth soles and between her toes. It was like one enjoying the sand on the beach!
[[ Crappy starter, sorry!! ;~; ]]
Ah, yes. Springtime. Such a time of year was Woodman’s favourite too; he didn’t have to fall into a deep slumber like in winter or suffer the heat of summer. Spring and fall were the perfect times of year for him to do his job properly, to protect the city’s forest.
It was a fairly quiet day, only having to deal with a lost couple and suspicious teenager. While others may want action in their lives Woodman enjoyed this dull afternoon, after all he had had enough of action.
Like a resting bear he lay on his back beneath a tree, his arms spread out and eyes closed…only to be opened by the nervous ooking of a Monking! The robot ape jumped around, pointing anxiously in the direction of Honeywoman; these robots served as Woodman’s surveillance cameras. For whatever reason the chimp mistook her as a pre teen, a pre teen without any parents in a forest with wild animals…
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The monking dashed toward her through the bushes, stopping a few feet from the robot. It whined in a worried fashion, glancing back once to see if its master had arrived.
And then they came, heavy footsteps growing louder as a tall tree moved forward…
“Excuse me, young lady. Are you lost?”
