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WALL-E 2.0 17: 72 and SunnyHiding safely within one of the City's many hollowed-out buildings, WALL-E watched as his pursuers, armed with Deactivation Boots, fanned out through the area. Waiting until they were out of sight, he cautiously wheeled out into the open, heading towards the Axiom. Whatever was going on, the waste allocator knew he would find its source at the Ship....he knew he would find Evah there. Moving as quickly as he could, the little robot soon spotted the Starliner over the horizon. He still had a ways to go, but at least he was closing in.

In case any other robots came his way, WALL-E took refuge again, this time slipping into his cube form an

WALLE2.0It Only Takes A MomentThe fight was over.

Without the EVEs, Milton no longer had any way to protect himself, and with the continued threat of the (fictitious, unknown to him) Emergency Deactivation Code still looming over him, he had been forced to relinquish the Command Codes back to Auto. A-113 had been deactivated. The Forthright who had caused all the trouble was now restrained in Energy Bonds.

That left just one matter.

MO, now back to normal, had been ordered by the Captain to get into the Elevator Shaft to the Bridge. Despite his own desire to go down, McCrea did not want to use the Elevator and risk crushing those who he hoped MO would find: the inco

WALL-E 2.0 Final: Horzion 12.2It had been exactly twelve days and two hours since that incident. EVE knew. She'd kept thorough track.

WALL-E was by her side, the warm light of the setting sun coating them both in a soft orange-pink as this latest day came to a close. Standing atop a tall hillside, careful of the newly seeded grass that was finally beginning to sprout there, the two robots looked down into the valley below, waiting...looking...

There!

A circle of red lights, contracting together to form a landing beacon!

"C'mon!" EVE said enthusiastically, scooping WALL-E up into her arms.

From within the city, the lights of the descending Ship's engines were clear

WALL-E 2.0 Day 29 Rogue Robots"Ah...it feels so good to have things back on course!"

Delightfully watching the streams of data circle through Auto's eye as the Command Protocols finished their transfer, Milton kept his gun levelled at McCrea. Soon, the datastreams faded away. The crimson eye that had held them dimmed briefly, lighting up again soon after. "Transfer of Command Protocols...complete." he reported, voice still flat and dutiful...but there was a new note of regret to it as well.

"Auto...?" McCrea asked softly.

Milton rolled his eyes, cocking the gun threateningly. "Uh uh uhhhhh..." he warned testily, "No talking from the Prisoner."

Moving to the consol

WALL-E 2.0, Day 8: Bubble WrapEVE was nervous.

WALL-E was nervous.

WALL-E and EVE were both nervous because neither one had gotten a favorable impression of this...Milton Forthright...and would've loved to see him leave as soon as he'd arrived. The Captain, however, was more forgiving, and had allowed the man to wander freely. While EVE had very much wanted to keep an eye on him, she, WALL-E, and MO had duties to attend to, namely exploring the city limits for signs of good materials. In other words, WALL-E's old Directive repurposed to help with supplies.

Although it provided ample distraction, the work did not ease either WALL-E or EVE's tension. The probe in pa

WALL-E: Crumble

It had taken WALL-E approximately seven hundred years (give or take a decade) to find all the garbage his claws could carry, compact them down into cubes, arrange said cubes into a proper order, and eventually build them up into mountainous towers whose heights he regularly visited.

It took the humans less than a day to tear them all down.

It was hard to bear. They were not delicate about it; why should they have been? These structures were special only to him. To them, they were just more scrap to be melted down for supplies, space to be freed up for new developments. WALL-E understood that, and so made no objections when the idea was

WALL-E: More Than A MomentFive years.

Five years ago on this very day, their love had made a miracle and brought the wandering people of Earth home at long last.

In all that time, they had not faltered. There had been stumbles, of course. Fights, arguments, differences. All were faced and resolved, however, no matter what shape or size they came in.

And then, one day, it happened.

They did not expect it to happen. No one did. No one could have, because by all rights, it shouldn't have. It had never happened before. Nothing like it had EVER happened before.

Their heads had pressed together. THAT had happened before, many times. That warm, loving arc of el

WALL-E 2.0 Day 16: Repair Ward"This is a problem."

Auto looked unfavorably down upon the MO and HANS units who had returned with their tailpipes between their wheels. They had failed to retrieve the Escapee, and worese, reported that...the WALL-E unit...had taken her from them. "Search the City. Find the Escaped Passenger." Auto instructed the pair. "Bring extra units in case you encounter the WALL-E again."

MO nodded, leading HANS out of the Bridge and signalling for two D-FIBs to follow. Captain McCrea, listening intently nearby, grinned. So there was still hope. WALL-E...could he save the Axiom and its crew a second time? He needed help...sidling softly along

WALL-E 2.0, Day 7: Eye Surgery"Whatever you want, it's yours to take."

That was the Forthright family motto. Reach for the stars, and hold them tight once you grabbed them. Generation after Generation had honored that creed, and now Milton intended to do so as well. The Captain...Markison or some silly name like that...had allowed him a full tour of the Home he and the Axiom's passengers were making for themselves on Earth, an offer Milton had graciously accepted.

After all, doing so meant he could get on board the Axiom without arousing suspicion.

For the most part, the Ship was empty. With the exception of the occassional worker 'Bot (including a BURN-E unit that

WALL-E 2.0, Day Five: EVEEVE continued to look untrustingly at the strange man walking so proudly off the ship. His surname was recognized by her Databanks-Forthright, C.E.O. and President of Buy 'n' Large Incorporated-but something about the man nonetheless put her at ease. Shivering a bit behind her, WALL-E seemed to share the feeling. "Directive?" EVE prompted again, hoping for a slightly more descriptive answer this time.

Rather than provide one, however, the man...Milton...simply strode up to her, that too-good-to-be-real smile still stretched on his lips. "Hmm...you must be the EVE Probe that caused all this trouble. Pleased to meet ya!" he said cheerfull

WALL-E 2.0, Day 9: La Vie EThe scavenger hunt continued. With their bubble wrap spent, WALL-E and EVE had focused their full attention on getting back to work. MO was on the job as well, but as usual, he was consistently distracted by all the Foreign Contaminents surrounding him; the cleaner-bot was adjusting his parameters of just what constituted a Foreign Contaminent, but it was proving to be something of an uphill battle. While his companions stuck together, searching and digging up respectively, MO found himself following a particularly threatening (to him) Contaminent into a small clearing within the fields of junk.

As he finished cleaning up the last of the

WALL-E: Despite It AllThere were many things about WALL-E EVE loved, but many of those same things confused her. Perhaps the most important thing about WALL-E that left EVE confused was that he had fallen in love with her at all. Despite it all, he had fallen in love with her.

The first time they met, she put an Ion Cannon to his face.

Whenever he had tried to show her affection before, she would callously ignore him.

Worst of all, because of her directive, he had almost died.

How could he love her after all that, EVE wondered. What had she done that was worthy of such undying affection? For a time, she simply let the question fester, content in knowing that n

WALL-E: Weave

One day, a long time ago, a little robot named WALL-E woke up for the first time.

Another day, also a long time ago, another robot named EVE also woke up for the first time.

They were separated by untold trillions of light-years of space. They came from completely different environments. They bore little resemblance to each other. Neither one even had any idea that the other existed. In just about every way one could imagine, WALL-E and EVE were so separate that it seemed they were never meant to meet.

Yet somehow, meet they did.

A trail of white dots now flew across the depths of space, followed closely, lovingly, by a light of blue.

WALL-E 2.0, Day 13: The Axiom"All Axiom units...you have been issued Override Directive A-113. Report to the Bridge immediately."

MO halted his scrubbing. PR-T stopped using her magnifying glass to help make the night's Dinner fire. HANS stopped smashing Trash Cubes apart. All throughout the city, the Robots of the Axiom found themselves unable to resist the pounding, pulsing call of A-113. Eyes flickering red, they marched quietly toward their Mother Ship.

"What in the...?"

Captain McCrea watched their eerie procession with growing unease. The day's work was just about over...but he'd never seen anything like this before. "John, Mary..." he called to his two c

WALL-E 2.0 Day 14: BnLA shove from HANS sent McCrea tumbling out of the Elevator, thudding onto the floor of the Bridge. Groaning as he rose, he looked up to see Milton smiling down at him, Auto's glare not far off. "You..." the Captain growled lowly. "How did you...?"

"VIP Access." Milton said with a condescending pat on McCrea's head. "Oops, did I forget to mention I had that? Silly me."

The Captain smacked Milton's hand away angrily. "What've you done to the Robots?" he asked the businessman incredulously.

Milton grinned. "Simple: I gave them some new Marching Orders."

As Auto's glowing red eye blinked "A-113" in its spherical surface, McCrea underst

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Nightmare Moon: Dark Mistress of the Moonby ~Gojira007

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"By the pale light of the Moon, the Night shall last forever! So swears Nightmare Moon!"

Name: Nightmare Moon
Title: Dark Mistress of the Moon
Spirit Type: Alicorn
Weapon: Nightmare Reaver, Lunar Shield
Mecha: n/a

Bio:
* Once, she was Princess Luna, Celestia's younger sister whose duty it was to tend to the Moon and bring the Night. However, her envy at seeing how the world rejoiced in Celestia's day but slept through her night eventually transformed her into the evil Nightmare Moon.

* Celestia was forced to banish her to the Moon to restore the balance of Night and Day with the magic of the Elements of Harmony. However, after 1000 years of slumber in her lunar prison, Nightmare Moon finally managed to escape and return to Equestria, intent on seeking revenge against her sister and bringing havoc to the land.

* Thanks to their bond as sisters, Nightmare Moon can hide herself from Celestia's magical senses, but knows that she cannot confront her sister directly yet. With a mindless army of Parasprites acting as her footsoldiers, she intends to find a way to empower herself and vanquish Celestia once and for all.

* Her new dark magic gives her many dangerous abilities: she can change into mist to quickly move from place to place, shapeshift into anyone or anything (even creating an entirely new appearance for herself) for a set amount of time, or even transform inanimate objects into monsters.

* She is also able to use her magic to track down Beasts, creatures of varying kinds that live in the wilds of Equestria. These Beasts tend to be her most deadly agents, as most are easy enough to convince to serve her goals and possess many deadly powers of their own.

* Despite Nightmare Moon's burning hatred for her sister and Equestria itself, there is a part of Nightmare Moon that tugs at her conscience in moments of vulnerability or calm that has only grown louder in her millenium imprisoned on the Moon....

*cartoonking1 Nov 7, 2012

Soooooooooo Evil! Will she get a "good guy" look when she becomes Princess Luna?

~Gojira007 Nov 7, 2012

That is indeed my plan, yes.

*cartoonking1 Nov 7, 2012

Woo-hoo, I knew it.

~Gojira007 Nov 7, 2012

^w^ Glad you're excited.

*cartoonking1 Nov 7, 2012

Will we see more soon?

~Gojira007 Nov 7, 2012

Yes, but I don't know for sure when; I knew I definitely wanted to get Celestia and Nightmare Moon out before Season 3 premiered, but beyond that there are other projects I need to give priority to right now.

~Noratcat Nov 6, 2012

Interesting again. Although I sense a greater evil at work in the background.

~Gojira007 Nov 6, 2012

Not too far off, actually.... ;3

Thanks. ^_^

~Noratcat Nov 7, 2012

no problem. It makes me think of my sentai series.

~Gojira007 Nov 7, 2012

Cool to hear. ^_^

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