???: Allow me to introduce myself, My name is Robotic Opus Leaplashing Overrider. I would be fine with ROKO, K short for Kangaroo-like, but I'm more of my builder's body design of another macropod starting with W, but that might make me ROWO, I want to be called Rolo due to my soft interior-
SAM: Say it simple! Sorry, that's Rolo... or Robo Joey, I discussed with her, the same robot who gave him this earpiece. Pretty helpful. Get him to understand the iris network, sort of... I can't see what he sees in this world, it's all confusing...
Rolo: My apologies. My inventor/Master, Experiment C-0770, crafted me to be his personal robot assistant. My other master/companion, Slimy Artificial Monster, has helped him as his assist on working with the interior, the oil and the mucus helped the wires and the valves very well and it will expect me to last about 200 years until I requested an oil change. My intelligence has been boosted with the help of their teamwork, I've been aiding them with tuning, reconstructing the elevator back to the main city, and also assisting them with their daily needs
SAM: Hey uhh I didn't mean to remind you, but Coppojo has been rustling a lot and what is that thing that you crafted for him? -shaking the hanging cloth pouch Coppojo was in wearing some kind of diaper on-
Rolo: you said he needs rest, wallabies and other marsupials sleep in pouches, and regular stuff will have to wait, it helps them to keep them asleep
SAM: yeah, but I don't normally sleep in cloth swings, I like to sleep in a bucket
Coppojo: Don't... own... everything... Horizon... Xenoblade... Bluey... and everything else... Zelda... Ganondorf...
SAM: Mr. Ganondorf is very girl attractive right now and Zayachu15 is getting popular with Xenoblade!
Rolo: Shh!
SAM: sorry
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The night seemed chaotic for the three characters, "Fire!" Kumano cried out as blasts of a foul odor escapes to the streets as a giant grassmen didn't slow down to the disgusting smell
"I don't understand! They say that their noses are strong to whiff the nearest Yokaisona!" Lyn gasped from her gas mask
"Oh what a great attempt to stop someone such as a grassmen like me, it's a shame... my old friends would've hated this trap" a stomp noice echoed by the town as the beast appeared, covered with smelly flowers, including rafflesias and corpse flowers.
"Your nose is durable alright... it's horrible for the way you smell!" Kumano covered his nose
"You're too kind" He approached to them face to face, as his smell got stronger
"Ugh!!" Lyn coughed
"How did it come to this? My brethren is out hunting for Yokaisonas and I haven't received my invite?" He bellowed
"You're not with them? Then how come you are after us?" Kumano asked
"It is a thing I admire that the majority found it disgusting to say the least... others admire the feet, many admire the furniture and foods all too human like, admire the head, as well as admiring the luxurious hair. For me... I admire the foulest of..." he paused
"Oh what am I saying, I am Bombast, the outcast of grassmen. I was cast out for having such a-" Bombast greeted as another Grassman jumped down
"Bombast! How dare you place a foul curse on these sick yokai!" Prometheus accused Bombast for the mishap
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The Young Guardian: The MS & CC story
AventuraFor over a hundred years, sonas or Yokaisonas exist to inspire people in order to help them, and they are some of them who are willing to change the story. As the Nonfictional World gotten greedy and arrogant against fictional life, it formed into a...
