[Homeless, looking, doing practice apps]

[derivativeofx]

You'll have to start over, of course. You've got it completely wrong so far. I'm not a "delusional child," I'm a hero. I can't have the person writing me swayed by whatever Resistance propaganda put these ridiculous ideas in your head.

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[iamthemessiah]

I wouldn't call you a "delusional child" at all. Naturally, you're still playing the part of the hero. Your mun must have it all wrong.

[derivativeofx]

How sympathetic of you.

I'm not playing a part. I am a hero, end of story. It shouldn't even need to be pointed out.

[iamthemessiah]

My, my, sometimes I forget how spicy your nature is compared to the original.

[inheritstsun]

If it continues to be a problem, I'll lay those preposterous ideas to waste in your muns head, Master X.

aaaaa I'm so glad to see a Harpuia :')

[derivativeofx]

Thank you, Harpuia, your loyalty is a great comfort to me. That won't be necessary, though. I wouldn't be much of a leader if I couldn't bring one little human to my way of thinking, would I?

I figured I'd drag him out for Copy X ♥

[inheritstsun]

If you ever need the help, I have no problem lending my assistance, Master X. It troubles me to think that you're having this sort of dilemma.

[unlmtdpotential]

[At first, X is startled. He recognizes that future garb, and he honestly thinks it looks much better than the robe/dress thing, but then he notices the red eyes. Disappointly, he knows that isn't him, but he looks just like him. There's only one explanation for that.]

You're a copy of me. Who in their right mind would create you?

[derivativeofx]

[He may never have actually met the reploid he was based on, but Copy liked to imagine that if they did meet, he'd get a slightly... warmer reception than this. For a moment, he's taken aback.

But then again... that positively ancient armor explains a lot. This must be before the Elf Wars. Of course this X wouldn't understand. Of course.]

I was born out of necessity, X. There's no need to be uneasy: I exist to continue your noble legacy.

[unlmtdpotential]

[X takes that statement with a grain of salt. So far, any attempt to copy Zero or his power had ended badly. Not even Axl can do it with his Copy Shot for very long.]

I don't consider my "legacy" to be very noble, but thank you.

[He wants to ask what happened that his own copy had to be created out of necessity, but thinking about it, he's sure he probably doesn't want to and shouldn't know.]

I'm sorry about my behavior, that's no way to greet someone new in this place. I'm just wary about someone copying anyone powerful. It's gone very badly before. [Hello, X8.]

...this entire post is beautiful...

[dividedby]

A 'hero', huh.

You still believe that?

[Ohai there, Copy X. Care to have some Premium Jerkass this evening?]

AND A ZERO FOR ICING ON THE GLORIOUS CAKE. I'm dying :')

[derivativeofx]

[If there were any tables present, they'd be getting flipped right now.]

Of course I do. Dying for my cause doesn't make it any less right, Maverick.

Me too, just reading all of these lovely threads...! :'D

[dividedby]

[Ooh, that word, it hurts...not.]

Still as flawed and simple as ever, I see. Guess I shouldn't have expected any different.

this post is glorious and you should feel good

[yaninacan]

[Despite his dislike X will greet his copy with a smile.]

It is all a matter of perspective and opinion, my copy. It is hard to change ones mind, once they are made.

AN ELF-X TOO. It's like Christmas has come early ;w;

[derivativeofx]

[Meeting one original is groundbreaking, but two...? Judging by this one's appearance, too, this is one from the Elf Wars, or some time point very close to his. He doesn't return the smile, but it's not out of hostility so much as it is wide-eyed nervousness.]

But to make such groundless claims... I can't accept something so far from the truth! I'm nothing like a child!

[yaninacan]

A true hero should not care for the labels or lies spoken of them. It is alright if they cannot see eye-to-eye, as long as you know what is the truth.

[X's smile persists. At least here, he doesn't need to raise his arms against his copy.]

Yet if it bothers you so, you should show them through your own actions.

And now for something completely different... XD

[goodforonlyonething]

You're a hero? Great! I am Wreck-Gar! I'm a hero too!

Hey, it's all robots, right? XD

[derivativeofx]

Wreck-Gar. I... see. You may refer to me as X.

...Exactly why are you a hero? I can't say I've ever heard of you.

Yup! XD

[goodforonlyonething]

I haven't heard of you either. [beat... grins] Until now, anyway!

And I vaccumed up the microbots that were going to eat Detroit! [slight pause and a bit of a frown] Then I fell in the river and was stuck there for awhile; that wasn't much fun.

[Brightens again.] But then I got out of the river and helped Sari and the Substitute Autobots fight this big blue guy who was controling the Autobots with a keytar that turned into a bat!

I think I love you. <333 Copy X~

[maverickhunterx]

[Wait. That looks just like...

It looks like him...but...

No way. There was no way. Whoever built him may have tried to imitate his design, but the fact that he was whining and calling himself a hero? Yeah. They couldn't have missed the mark more if they drowned it in a pool made of pudding.]

No, I think they were perfectly right with their assessment.

I will never get tired of threading him with X...es. Xs? Exes??

[derivativeofx]

[Oh. This particular original self clearly doesn't pull any punches. Copy X looks as though he's been slapped at first, managing little more than a wide-eyed stare. He recovers quickly, to his credit, a slightly shaky smile working its way onto his face.]

You don't mean that, of course.

Lmao. Not gonna lie, I've always wanted to thread this guy with a Copy *A*

[maverickhunterx]

[X doesn't mean to hurt, really. He's kind, but he's also irreparably blunt at that age. You have to be, when someone doesn't listen to reason.

He does smile back, to his credit.]

I don't know you, so I can't quite tell based on appearances...

But if you keep talking like you did to your mun, then everyone will hold that sentiment.

[His voice is stern, but soothing. Oh, X, you think that Copy is like, a kid-reploid or something. How cute.]

Heroism isn't a medal; you can't just announce it and expect others to follow you. Heroism is doing what you can for others, without expecting anything in return.

[zerosdedgirlfriend]

[She's going to...stare at him for a moment.

X? Was that really...?

When did X become so whiny and childish?]

[derivativeofx]

...Can I help you?

[Who's this broad gawking at him? Not even the faintest flicker of recognition anywhere on Copy X's face, Iris. Sorry to say it, but your death was just another grim footnote in the bloody record of the Maverick Wars; he wouldn't know you from any other reploid out there.]

Come into mama arms, Copy X.

[abrighterfuture]

[Oh Copy X. You can't be a hero if you're slaying innocent reploids. Ciel didn't create you to do that.]

...your actions are considered more of a child, than a hero.

N-NO WHO NEEDS YOUR STUPID ARMS ;___;

[derivativeofx]

[Ah. Ciel. Copy X immediately tenses up, eyes narrowing.]

I've got no interest in anything you have to say. Believe me, I'm more than aware what you think of me, Ciel.