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team mecha's first missionIt was just about sundown at Tao Village. here we see two 'mons, a machop and a rotom. The machop was wearing a red, spotted bandanna, and the rotom was wearing a blue, striped bow-tie. "can you believe it, mikey?" said the rotom, "our first mission already!" "can't say I do, sparky." said the machop known as "mikey", these two are known as team mecha, mike (or "mikey" as sparky often calls him) is the leader, he's an inventor... or at least he makes weird contraptions a lot. They were recently assigned their first mission, to collect a debt that chill, the leader of the rescuers guild, has accumulated. Like any new team, they were excited. However, mikey was a good 'mon, his grandfather was a rescuer and gave him his loot bag, mikey tried to be like him, just as a merchant. The two tried collecting the dept directly by knocking on the front door of the tree
house and asking. Needless to say, they were unsuccessful, so they are now doing the mission as intended, by sneaking in and stea
megaman omega introin the year 20XX, the city of monseropilos sleeps soundly in its beds knowing that roboenza has been cured and that they can return to their normal lives. since Dr. Wily's disappearance, the police have kept an extra large eye out for any robot-related crimes.
megaman: sure is boring around here...
Dr. light: rock, my boy, a day like this may only come once in a lifetime, enjoy it.
megaman: I just wonder what Wily's up to.
auto: *runs in panicking* DR. LIGHT! MEGAMAN! TURN ON THE NEWS!!!
megaman: here we go again *turns on TV*
announcer: *kzzt* and here we go, live! *goes live*
live reporter: and here we are, live at the sudden attack by a mysterious robotic entity, we all believe that this is the work of Dr. wily as usual, but all evidence points towards the offender being a familiar face.
*shadowy figure dashes past*
live reporter: there he is! get a shot of this!
*camera pans and begins following figure*
live reporter: *out of breath* it looks like he's heading toward-
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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