#silverheroesrp

[bornofgamma]

"I will not compete..."

Gamma made a firm decision when he said those words. So much was lost because he was made to compete with his brothers. They were never allowed to be them, it was always a struggle between them to prove who was the best out of them all. Gamma couldn't bare to go through that again. In-fact the idea of that scared him.

"Competing made me lose my brothers."

Gamma felt he needed to expain himself but since his words were limited that was all he could say in that moment.

"Timer function is not for comfort, query made because Gamma wanted to not be made to shut down if the time runs out."

Gamma had basically been asking if he was being forced to do things again. Because Gamma didn't want to exist if that was the case. He never wanted to be used for evil ever again.

"You don't need to use a timer function, it's not a competition," Shard explains. "You know, unless you want it to be a competition, purely for the fun of it. I'd be down."

Sage puts a hand up to silence Shard, which he does, a bit begrudgingly. Shard hates being interrupted. "My resources are limited at the moment, but if it is for your own comfort, I can reinstall the timer function. It will count upwards, and I can log that information on how long a mission like this will take for future use."

"I guess that works too," Shard relents. "But if we wanna see who can find the emerald first for a bit of extra motivation..."

"Do not antagonize your new teammate, Shard," Sage scolds. "We both know that you're the more likely winner, as you were built to endure much more than Gamma was."

"Fiiiine," Shard sighs. "We'll do the teamwork thing."

[multimusewonderland]

"Throwing Him Thursday? I can help with that!"

PULLS OUT HER COMEDICALLY LARGE HAMMER.

"Now who's 'him'?"

[fortruechaos]

Insert joke about like taking candy from a baby (which is fine by him).

[dreamingofeos]

[hc + 💔 for Manic ^^]

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hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience

He was briefly hospitalized after the disappearance of his brother. The experience sent him spiraling into a state of such deep stress and depression that he started experiencing intense auditory and visual hallucinations. On top of Sonic going missing, Manic being down and out for such a long time added a lot more trauma onto the family that they're still feeling to this day.

Manic misses his brother very, very much.

[timeclipsed]

❝A pretty damn grand undertaking, that's for sure... most of us aren't that self-sacrificial and humble, though. You do a lot for people who don't really deserve you.❞

Sigh. ❝Oh, Silver, you noble poetic land merman. Someone somewhere will have the right words to express how important you really are.❞

"But you still made an impact, didn't you? You were loved, and you loved in turn, and you changed and they changed in a way that's going to stick with them forever. If you hadn't been there for them in the past, then the future would have changed. So even if you part ways, you walked side by side on a path you chose together once."

"Everything I do risks me being erased from existence, you know? There's no guarantee I'll even exist in the future if I change the past. But I still want to do it anyway, because that way, I can use the time I do exist to help everyone around me. That matters more than being remembered for it."

[bornofgamma]

silver-heroes-rp followed gamma.

There is nothing but silence, the ruins of the Egg Carrier remained undisturbed for many a year. Upon the main area on the outside of it lay two long abandoned machines. One being red the other being black there were signs of battle upon both of them. One being shot many times by small energy shots while a massive hole was in the side of another. These were the remains of E101 Beta and E102 Gamma two robots who fought one another in this spot only to both meet their ends at one another's hands. The red machine however had its single hand placed over the hand of the black machine.

Gamma was a simple machine, powered by a bird like being. Gamma had gone on a mission to save all the birds that lay trapped within each of the E Series in the hope of saving them all. And he had done so always intending to die at the end himself too. They were never meant to exist, their creation had only caused pain to one another.

So, Gamma had accepted his death willing to fade away into nothing along with the brother he had adored yet that love was never returned. Not that it was Beta's fault he simply could never understand. He remained loyal to the end and got nothing for it.

The two robots only had one another in their silence. Holding onto one another as they slowly faded away.

@silver-heroes-rp

[fortruechaos]

"If I were your General," this entire interaction is really trying Shadow's patience, but he sure is doing his best now that he knows the stakes the other two are carrying and the sort of future they hail from, "I wouldn't have attacked you. Guess you underestimated him a bit." He shrugs at Silver's remark regarding their Shadow's age. Not much he can offer to that except be somewhat surprised himself, or maybe even a bit happy that he's carried his burdens well enough to keep him alive and well enough to put up with training another hedgehog...and the emotional capacity for dealing with another Sonic-a-like, for that matter.

Red eyes finally flick from Silver back to Shard as he loads the Emerald into his cannon to send the data. It's almost nice to know that Shard at least is willing to treat him with the same wariness he's offering the two of them. Silver was always a bit naive.

"Hmph," is what he says in response to Shard's complaints. It's not that Shadow doesn't understand how Shard feels. But man if he had five rings for every hedgehog with a complex about Sonic... -- and Shard is obviously not Shadow's friend. The Ultimate Lifeform's not going to engage in the pity party or Shard's complexes, especially with steam quite literally coming from Shard's ears. That said, it doesn't stop him from quietly retorting, "Don't you have something more important to do than complain," referring of course to the Emerald Shard's currently analyzing in his cannon.

After Shard sends the data back to the future, Shadow glances between the two to gauge the situation. "So what now. Angel Island?"

"Wait, Shadow of the past??" Silver asks after having let the other hedgehog, and hedgehog-adjacent robot, go. "B-but it's been two hundred years, you didn't time travel back with us?"

Silver's lost and confused, which is where his misunderstanding of the situation is rooted. The Shadow in his future is closed off about the past and refuses to acknowledge anything to do with it when Silver asks.

He doesn't know that Shadow is immortal, and the reason his Shadow doesn't talk about the past is to let go of all the painful memories associated with it.

"You were alive this long ago!?" Silver realizes, a bit dumbstruck as a result. "Yeesh, the General told me he was an old soul, but I didn't think he looked THAT old."

"Also, my name is SHARD." Shard chimes in bitterly. "I'm NOT Sonic. I don't want anything to do with that old, dead hedgehog anymore, and once we save the future, I'll be happy never hearing that name again outside of addressing the model of robot I am."

[System overheat detected. Core temperature rising at rapid rate.]

He takes the emerald back from Silver and loads it into his canon for analysis.

"My waterlogged mainframe forgot how much of a jerk you were back then, sheesh. Then again, you haven't changed all that much, now that I have those memories loaded," he mutters to himself, eyes still red and in battle mode in case Shadow tries anything funny while he's scanning the emerald.

Some steam leaks out of a few of his ears with a hiss as he does this, his cooling system having to kick in to quell the effects of his rage.

[badnikbreaker]

Oh, shit, he hadn't realized he had company. His brows shoot up, but then his expressions settles out into a faint smirk that, after he has a moment to tamp down on the instinct to be a jerk when he's surprised or feels cornered, turns into a genuine, if small, smile.

"Hey, Silver. Didn't see y'there." He shakes his head, sliding his glove back over the bracelet. "I'm good. Just...missin' people, I guess." It's not guilt or regret, exactly — why worry about a past he can't change? But he wishes he could have, back when the opportunity was there.

“Hey Sonic. You doing okay?”

Silver hadn’t seen the other hedgehog so… blue, for lack of a better term. Guess even someone as legendary as him has off days now and then. So, who steps up when the hero is the one who needs help?

“If something happened, you know you can always talk to me, right?”

[powered-by-prower]

The uppercut was dodged as Shard curled into a ball - Gemerl recognized the spindash right away... but he was too slow to counter it. He took the strike, being thrown back and tumbling before jumping back to his feet to skid to a stop.

"Clever move kid," Gemerl scoffs. "Let's see if you can keep it up."

Gemerl would dig his fingers into the ground, lifting up a massive chunk of concrete. This was a move he had learned from Knuckles, of course. In a swift motion he would throw the concrete at Shard, starting to dig into the ground to tunnel underneath the opposing robot to get the jump on him.

Shard gets knocked back by the chaos magic attack, updating his battle data to accommodate. Calculations run behind his visor as he assesses the situation.

Although he CAN bring up the battle data he copied from all of the combatants he baited into fighting him a very, very long time ago, his previously damaged mainframe needs time to bring it most of it up, and he'd rather not fight half distracted by his file recovery system.

Had he PLANNED for a fight, maybe more his battle data would have been more easily accessible, but due to his own brash recklessness, he just jumped into this fight over having a similar paint job to this weird robot.

Still... he can still access some of the surface level stuff he has saved for emergencies. And copy some new stuff for his arsenal while he's at it.

[Data Scan Initiated. Move [CHAOS MAGIC] added to battle data system and can now be copied.]

He'll keep that in his back pocket for later.

As his processors compile the data behind his visor, he watches Gemerl head straight for him. That means it's time to switch up from defensive evasion to offensive countering.

[Sonic the Hedgehog Battle Data loaded. Initiating [SPIN DASH]]

Seeing the physical attack headed straight for him, Shard curls into a ball, revving up the dirt around him and pointing out the sharp metal spikes for Gemerl's fist to connect with as he leaps off the ground to meet the uppercut head on by using his body as a massive power saw.

[fortruechaos]

"I am certain. Because I know." Shadow hasn't fully changed either--there's a part of him forever altered by whatever the Professor did to his brain. A cure turned weapon. It's easy for him, in his moments of rage, to want to destroy the lives he knows he otherwise cherishes. Shadow knows he can't really convince Shard of what he knows is the truth, that the robot is just going to have to experience it himself, but it still grinds his gears a bit. "You have Sonic's memories and you don't know how annoyingly stubborn he is when it comes to believing that there is good in a person?" It quite literally saved Shadow's life.

"Stop trying to be a hero." It's such a simple solution. Shadow is no hero, not in the way so many of his friends are. At least not all the time. He simply does what he knows to be right, even if his anger tries to mislead him--even if it means being hated. He turns an inhibitor ring over on his wrist idly. Shadow is a gun but only he can tell himself what to shoot now. The Professor's machinations would forever be there, but Shadow is lucky to be able to ignore them because he has other people in his life now. Shard can too. He has Silver after all. "It's just a word that other people use to describe people like us. It means nothing." Hero doesn't mean good.

"You seem really, really certain they'd give me a chance," Shard notes in a deadpan tone, still disbelieving in Shadow's words. "And sure, I probably don't know them like you do. But what I do know is that they usually attack bots like me on sight."

"And, I know there are parts of me that haven't changed. I still hate Sonic. There's still a part of me that wants to blast his head off point blank no matter how nice he is when we meet again, because he's living the life I want and don't deserve."

"And don't even get me started about how badly I want to rip Eggy to shreds for tossing me in a watery dumpster. Because no matter how hard I try to change, to choose what I want to do and be a hero, there's always this nagging part of me that tells me I'm still the bad guy on the inside."

[dreamingofeos]

❝[I] think that depends on what kind of answers you're looking for. I have a few minutes before my hair appointment— what do you need?❞

"Where's a bot gotta go to to find answers around this place?"

[bornofgamma]

Inside this frog is a chaos emerald!

That rang a bell within Gamma's mind. Reminding him of the time he was ordered to venture out into the City of Station Square to find the frog that swallowed a chaos emerald. His other siblings and himself were made to compete to find it. Was it chance that he was the one to locate it? Or had he been smart enough to locate it?

"Understood, preparing for mission."

This felt more like what he was used to. Much of the banter went over his head since he wasn't able to understand too much of it. Instead simply taking in the basic facts about the mission being that it was an icey place he was expecting his timer function to activate in that moment. When it didn't Gamma faced towards Shard.

"Timer function inactive. Requesting information."

Gamma wasn't used to that function not being there, it had been a vital part of his design. Though, it was purely a means by which he was made to act in a timely manner lest his systems cease to function. A creul reminder of how little importance Gamma's existance was to the world at large.

"Function not required for mission completion. But, was part of Gamma."

He didn't miss it, he was maybe curious how it was removed since it was part of his programming. A failsafe to ensure productivity.

"Right, info. I gotcha."

Shard turns to Sage, to which Sage nods, turning on the monitor in the repair bay. It displays a map and a target somewhere in the far left corner.

"According to our reports, we may have located one of the Chaos Emeralds in this location. It's previous name was Holaska, but as of the glacial over freeze that befell this part of the planet when broken apart, it's new designation is Subzero Crater." Sage explains.

"A Chaos Emerald?" Shard repeats. "Hey, aren't they supposed to be drained of their power?"

"Yes. The Chaos Emeralds are completely powerless as of an unknown event that took place 193 years prior to the current date. But our radars have picked up the shape of it buried in the ice. The land is too inhospitable to send organics for retrieval."

"And that's where we come in?" Shard guesses. "So we go to Subzero Crater and go play Chaos Emerald in a Snowstack?"

"We need it brought back to base for analysis." Sage affirms.

"I gotcha, I gotcha. Me and my new cousin over here are gonna go play in the snow for a bit until we find it, I'm guessing. Sound good to you, Gams?"

[bornofgamma]

"Mission Complete."

Gamma put Shard down once more not sure if he did the hug right but was sure the action was needed maybe? Gamma then did his pose that he normally did when he completed a mission where he pumped his gun arm into the air like it was a fist.

"Requesting new mission."

Gamma only seemed able to say simple phrases he wasn't much for conversation and his voice was a little off putting. Still, Gamma was sure he needed to do more since he was rebuilt. He was without purpose so this new one that relied on machines and helped other seemed good maybe? Gamma didn't know...

"Unit Shard, requesting information."

There's a surprised beeping that follows Gamma picking up Shard to hug him.

His own rage melts away for surprise and confusion. Sure, he knows what a hug IS, the data being pre-programmed into his memories, but with who and WHAT he is, he never expected to receive one. He's never been hugged before, outside the strange pre-teen hoglet that follows Shadow the Hedgehog around clinging to him every now and then.

"Woah, okay buddy, I get it!" Shard's systems have an issue pushing them out the way he stutters them. "No harm either on my side, we're cool."

[bornofgamma]

Much of what was stated went over Gamma's head. He was a foot soldier he wasn't made for deep processing. He was normally given very simple missions to take down a target or take something. Gamma's scanners did detect the same kind of tech within parts of Shard that were used to make him. Because Robotnik did a pattern when it came to what he created. The E Series was something of a departure from what he normally made but there was still enough to know they were of the same creator. Gamma put his gun down.

The hologram felt far more advanced, Gamma could hardly begin to process that being. Though the basic fact of Robotnik being deceased did lessen the hostile intent of Gamma. Gamma while he felt no hate didn't think highly of his creator because his brothers were all thrown away when all they wanted was to be useful.

"Unit designation Gamma. I mean no harm."

Gamma could understand that much time passed. If it was for a purpose of helping the world Gamma wasn't sure if he could that. His concept of the world had always been rather small. He had only cared about his brothers, and the pink girl who showed him kindness.

Yes, kindness...what was something kind? A hug? Gamma didn't know but did go towards Shard before then picking him up.

"Pick up...Gamma is hugging you."

Gamma wasn't sure how to hug really but maybe, if kindness was shown the early aggression could be forgiven.

"Do I serve ol' Doctor Robotnik?" Shard scoffs. "Let me think for a minute. He threw me away like trash after he ran away like a total coward, and then built a more obedient replacement model after I decided I wanted free will. So yeah, the answer to that would be:"

"NO."

Sage manifests her physical form and steps between both robots. "There is no need for violence, you two. Besides, Dr. Ivo Robotnik died approximately 147 Years prior to this current date. He is a non-issue."

Despite her robotic tone, there's a tinge of sadness in her voice as she goes over the facts. But she quickly gets back to buisness.

"Both of you have been repurposed for the sake of repairing the world. Your new core is powered differently to your older model, so there is no worry for something living being used to make you." Sage explains to Gamma.

"Yeah. The Doc might not be around anymore, but whatever happened, it's putting all of life on the planet in danger. Which is why they need some non-organic units to look into things to see if we can find a cause. And, you know, fix it." Shard elaborates.

[fortruechaos]

Silver's explanation reaches Shadow; at once his expression calms the further the hedgehog gets into explaining their mission, the state of the future, why they'd been sent back. He's already pieced together the part about future-Shadow being their boss, which is the first thing he says after their back and forth. "Why the hell would I, the Shadow from the past, know anything about the me from the future sending the two of you back. That's not. How time. Works." He feels ridiculous having to explain this, but then again Silver does so much time traveling maybe he just forgot.

Okay. So they just need the data. That's fine. And the Emeralds will be safe on Angel Island; Shadow doesn't like the idea of them lingering there for too long, their power's too much to keep in one place, but if it helps save the future from a worse demise, it will simply have to suffice until they can be parted again.

When SIlver's power wears off, Shadow lets himself fall, using his jet shoes to soften the impact and make sure he lands on his feet. He pushes his quills back into place. Then he glances coolly between Shard and Silver. Shadow is certainly wary, but at least he understands their position now. "Fine. You can send over the data, Metal Sonic." Shadow doesn't know what to call him and he can't say his impression of Shard is particularly high, so this will do for now. "I'll be watching." He doesn't think they're going to run off with it now, but Shadow says it for extra emphasis.

"We aren't here to steal the chaos emerald!!" Silver shouts. He still has no idea why Shadow is fighting them on this, since he should know the mission details, but if Silver has to spell it out for him just to get this nonsense to stop, he may as well have to.

"Look, in the near future, something is going to happen to them, and it will drain them of ALL of their power. The Master Emerald too!" Silver thinks of Angel Island, sitting at the bottom of a frozen ocean in a world fragmented into pieces.

"We're only here to collect data on the chaos emeralds. To see if they're already being drained and if we need to go back further in time to find the cause. When we DO find the cause, we're going to fix it in the future, properly."

"And then we put the Chaos Emeralds we do find back on Angel Island for safe keeping when we're done scanning them," Shard adds bitterly, still hung in midair by Silver's power.

"We're under orders from the Boss, AKA You, not to meddle with the past too much, and bringing the emeralds back to our time falls under that jurisdiction."

"...you know, I told you something like this was gonna happen when you charged into this guns blazing."

"....shut up."

[timeclipsed]

❝But isn't it more important to focus on the once? What's a weathered doll discarded under the bed without a little girl to no longer seek its comfort? Yarn pulled apart tuft by tuft without a kitten and its claws to ensnare it with? To be loved is to be changed, but what is to be forgotten?❞

"Does it really matter what kind of gem it is?" Silver inquires. "What makes it have value is that someone, at some point, cherished it like it meant something, right? Without those that refined it gave it meaning, it would just be a rock."