Log started: 5/15/02 6:14:03 PM

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "When I say that I have no political stance, I mean it... if you want to label me as a capitalist, then do so, even though I feel it is ultimately inaccurate."

[Radio: (C) Global] Flash Man transmits, "There are few people who fit completely in one label."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Then by all means, enlighten us, capitalist stooge."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "Were I more than a mercenary, doubtless I could regale you with political theory and whatnot. However, I am but a humble mercenary, a tradesman peddling my wares to those who need them."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "So you're basically a very pretty whore with a sword?"

[Radio: (C) Global] Flash Man transmits, "What a fascinating way of putting it, Number Man."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "I pride myself on cutting through the ^&&$@#*."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "Flattery will get you nowhere, ERWIN. I'm no more a whore than any other merchant."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Most merchants don't actively seek clients by parading around and showing themselves off in ultimately embarassing ways."

[Radio: (C) Global] Flash Man transmits, "All merchants must demonstrate their wares to sell them."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "But there is a difference between demonstration and prostitution."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "Hardly. I do not stand on a street corner and parade myself about. I back my claims up... all this arena fighting is mere window dressing... a hobby. If it helps my business, so be it. If not, it doesn't."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "How do you back your claims up by losing? Or empty challenges that will never be answered? I'm just curious here."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "I have lost but /once/ in the public stage, ERWIN. One loss to a string of victory that includes your dear sweet Enker."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Because Enker was holding back."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo breaks down into gales of laughter. "God... if he was holding back, I'd hate to see what he did when he truly lost. He was apoplectic with rage... perfectly livid. The polaroids of it are quite amusing."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Oh, don't worry, I'm sure he'll prove to you sooner or later that he's got it on. Hell, if Heat Man could beat the crap out of you, I'm pretty sure Enker will be -just- fine."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "Ah, but he /didn't/ do that... my battle with Heat Man was but a delaying action to keep him from Eurasia's reactor. Heat Man /couldn't/ win. Serenade is of yet the only one to ever truly defeat me."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "More excuses, more excuses."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "All I offer is the truth, ERWIN. Nothing more."

[Radio: (C) Global] Sewa transmits, "Hi Guys!"

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Sure. Truuuuuth. Anyone who claims to offer the truth is almost always lying."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "And anyone who offers such charming pearls of wisdom is obviously an idiot."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Who's the bigger idiot? The one speaking, or the one arguing with him?"

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "The one not paraphrasing Star Wars, in my opinion."

[Radio: (C) Global] Sewa says cheerfully, "I don't think Erwin's an idiot but I hardly ever get to talk with him so I can't be -sure-, I guess. But I wouldn't know if you're lying or not either, mister. *hum hum hum*

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Thank you so much, brat-o-matic."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo snickers.

[Radio: (C) Global] Sewa Giggles, "Brat-o-matic? You're $$$!"

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "You know what makes you Robot Masters fun to talk to? You engage in more verbal masturbation than I do."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "It's only masturbation if you're doing it alone"

[Radio: (C) Global] Sewa transmits, "Verbal what?"

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "It's a human thing... you're better off /not/ knowing."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "I'll tell you when you're older."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "Anyway, Hombre del Numero, if you're done failing to make me your verbal b****, I can go back to enjoying my latte and waiting for more business besides the one contract I already have."

[Radio: (C) Global] Sewa transmits, "When I'm 1?"

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Oh, good. Have fun with the latte, you little pansy@#$. Get a scone while you're at it, and send my martini down to the pool."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "You know, you seem a lot more bitter out of the mainframe and on the street. You need to lighten up, dice-brain. Think of it this way, at least Wily didn't put you in a metool body or something."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "... Again."

[Radio: (C) Global] Sewa transmits, "I don't think I've ever seen Erwin in person."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man sighs. "If that's really the best you can do, Dynamutt, I have no fear."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "I wasn't trying. Oh yeah, tell Fire Man I said hi. I tried to get those guys to prank call him, but /some/ busybody changed all the frequencies."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "You did what?!"

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Well, I'm here to @)#$ all over your day, schmuck."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "What guys?"

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "Shut up barbeque head. Go back to making Wily hamburgers while I deal with this one."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "Go to hell."

[Radio: (C) Global] Number Man transmits, "You, first."

[Radio: (C) Global] Clown Man transmits, "Actually, ERWIN, remember? Aqua is ordering him about. *audible shudder!* And I don't want to know what Fire has to do for HIM..."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo snickers. "Actually, Fire Man, I have a message to give to you."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "Whatever."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "No, really... someone really wanted to talk to you, but you weren't around. I told him I'd give you the message, pro bono."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "Is it an insult? They usually are."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "He wouldn't tell me what it was. It's all sealed and everything. I'm -assuming authoritarian tone- supposed to give it to you in person. Real dickweed, too."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "...I see. It's probably a bomb or full of metal-eating nanites or something."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "God, no. I scanned the mother before I even touched it."

[Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "C'mon down to Rio and I'll give it to you... it might be money."

[Radio: (C) Global] Fire Man transmits, "I see. And I'm supposed to trust you?"