#high voltage hms

[peachphernalia]

diagram of the Terrible Critters . because i recently had to explain how the hell the hv swap worked & it was harder than it had to be

[sunnydayaoe]

[I think that dogs got something wrong with it... need it put down]

[coelacanth-designs]

omg is that... another ethereal drawing?? LMAO Yes, yes it is. Unsurprisingly it's for @peachphernalia 's Terminal from High Voltage! As opposed to the usual flowy and soft colors for other characters I've done, Terminal is more punk and wears more spikes. There's also some religious symbolism with the character that I wanted to try and involve? BUT YEAH WE LOVE HIGH VOLTAGE IN THIS HOUSE LMAO

[graementality]

More sketches of @sunnydayaoe 's High Voltage au of HMS :D (mainly Mind/Circuit bcus I LOVE his design)

☀️☀️☀️

[high-voltage-archive]

does circuit have darrell in this au ?

Block of Uranium.

[charamuscadmango]

Signal and Terminal from the High voltage AU!!

Honestly everything bout this AU is super well thought-out and I know I've said it before but I absolutely love it

I hope you guys like the fanart :]

@high-voltage-archive

[reapersmarch]

in which we find ourselves moments before disaster, see also: bel and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad decision.

Bel did not fear the dead.

He had spent too many days poring over the sick and weary; over friends, families, soldiers, knitting together wounds and soothing hurts. Too many nights preparing their bodies to return to the water, to bravely face the next cycle, the next return. He had become inured to death, numb to it over time. The faces eventually blurred together; the condolences became repetitive and trite, regardless of how sincerely he meant them.

Even despite all this, Bel felt keenly a sense of dread.

The mortuary is overwhelmingly silent as he descends the stair. The smooth marble of the walls is cold and oppressive, drawing any warmth away from the sconces that lined the room. It’s been months since he had first been here with his sister, listening to her distantly explain how it had happened, how it was an ambush, a trap lying in wait.

It got easier, with time. Bel could now withdraw the blanket away from his face without feeling the urge to weep. He could replace the copper pieces from both eyelids and set the old ones in the bowl beneath the table. He could even recite the incantation without a waver in his voice.

Every tenday he did this, gently keeping the body from returning to the moss, until he could no longer wait. Bel knew the barrel of the gun he was staring down: risk upsetting the order of things, have something else return in Bastian’s place, or worse, Bastian doesn’t return at all. But he couldn’t wait three lunar cycles. 

The thing about tragedy is, life moves on, even if you don’t.

People still needed healing. They needed elixirs they’d ordered to treat their sick ones, or a place to tend to their wounds. They would make polite chatter, offer condolences. It filled the time. 

One month eventually turned to two, and another to three. They began to bleed together after a while: a blur of routine and quiet grief he was never able to fully express. Sunflowers left to wilt by a grave he knew was empty, and a dull ache in the hollow of his chest that never went away.

Hope and desperation are two sides of the same coin. Bel was in no short supply of either.

So he withdraws the blanket from Bastian’s face. He removes both copper pieces from his eyelids and sets them in the bowl below the table. He tenderly sweeps the hair from his forehead and only tears up slightly as he speaks.

“Hello, Bast,” he says softly. “It’s time.”

[panbotter]

Hey so in reference to my previous ask, can you do one were the reader is having trouble controlling their powers (you can decide those) and either Kurt or Erik comfort them after a bad day and end up confessing to the reader. You can ad smut if you want but if not that's totally fine too☺️.

Your Existence is Grand

Erik Lehnsherr x gn!reader

Erik notices you having a rough day with your powers and decides to shower you with praise.

(This is my first fanfic literally ever so feedback appreciated, but also... Sorry for any mistakes!!!!)

Trigger warnings: cursing, suggestive themes (I don't know what else to write here, pls let me know if there's anything else I should add!)

The air around me begins buzzing and crackling, becoming charged with electricity and I sigh, deeply frustrated before I reach for the metal doorknob in front of me and receive a shock so strong that all the muscles in my arm cramp up painfully. I curse under my breath, forcing my arm to bend and stretch the tense muscles as I walk into the lounge, getting a glimpse of the others outside. Some might say I’d been gifted with a particularly powerful mutation, that it made me strong and intimidating. That I am admired for it, as if it’s a blessing to be grateful for.

But in this god-forsaken world, all I could see was a curse that plagued my body. I never bothered to understand the science behind it, as much as others might have tried to explain it to me. Something about the electricity in my body behaving abnormally, affecting the air around me and in turn, other electronics or conductors of electricity, turning me into a walking hazard around power lines, or thunderstorms. Let's not even mention the sheer amount of electrical fires I’ve caused. Sure, it sounds cool. But the reality is basically hell.

One of the ‘best’ parts about my mutation is that it is terribly unstable, especially when you’re constantly surrounded by electricity no matter where you go. Everyone else who charges up some static then touches a piece of metal receives a little sting from a silly little shock. It might be a little funny or perhaps surprising! Maybe it happens when you touch fingers with someone else and you shock each other, what a cute moment!

Try getting fucking electrocuted every single time.

Nowhere near as cute, nor as fun.

Some days are worse than others and the more restless I become, the worse it is for me in the end. But unfortunately, I can’t lay in bed immobile for an entire day to lower the voltage my body is producing, resulting in my current conundrum. Avoiding the rest of the X-Men in order to avoid any potential accidents, especially with Jubilee. Fireworks and a highly-charged mutant body surrounded by a bunch of high-tech only spells out bad news. Luckily, it seems like most of them were outside on the basketball court. That’s what I thought, at least.

“I take it you’re having a bad voltage day?” the voice of none other than Magneto startles me out of my thinking. It’s been more than a few months of him living here with us, but his presence is still unexpected. I had a hard time training the knee-jerk defensive reaction out of my body for the first few days, my body becoming charged up so quickly that I wouldn’t even have the chance to blink before I shot a bolt of electricity at him.

He was quick to show that a little spark didn’t do much to him, given that he was essentially a walking magnetic field.

I turn to him, his large form standing at the entrance to the lounge, “What makes you say that?” I turn back to watch as Scott and Logan start another argument, their voices muffled by the glass.

“The air keeps crackling and I have a hard time believing there’s a storm inside the building” he approaches until he pauses at my side. I chuckle a little, giving a wince once I feel my sore muscles constrict. He turns to watch me.

“Hm, I don’t know, maybe Storm has had enough of those two at each other’s throats” I try to joke but my voice falters, as my heart begins to race again and the sound of the air buzzing around me becomes overwhelming. Tremors begin rippling across my muscles, a mixture of them cramping and relaxing too fast for me to keep up with. Losing the strength in my legs, I stretch a hand out toward the glass in front of me to hold myself up but I miss the glass by a couple inches. Erik’s hands are quick to grab onto my arms before pulling me into his chest, supporting my weight as the crackling noise fills my ears and I let out a pained shout. My body releases a strong burst of electricity, most of it absorbed by Erik’s magnetic field, whilst the rest causes the power in the building to go out. I pant loudly, trying to catch my breath, feeling like my heart might’ve stopped in the middle of that.

The lights flicker around us before the power in the school hums back to life. Erik’s hands are still around me, I realize before beginning to step away, but his hold on me tightens. He pulls me back against his chest and I try to fight back the heat that’s slowly creeping up to my face. This is a bit embarrassing. I’ll admit it, I had grown to like Erik in the time he’d been with us, not to mention I had quite a few run-ins with him before I ever joined the X-Men. He always seemed so… Powerful, he always felt safe to be around. As radical as the Professor may claim he is, he always seemed… Right. You could hear the passion in his voice when he spoke of mutantkind and it made you want to side with him, to be loyal and to follow him to the ends of the Earth.

He had a powerful presence, and as I am now discovering, a powerful touch. One of the very few people who could come near me without fear of being electrocuted. My muscles had begun to twitch in the aftermath of the shock. These are the unfortunate moments where I wish I could be rid of my mutation. I could barely hold myself up and here I was in Erik’s arms.

“You should be resting” his voice was stern, but there was a hint of concern in there. I raise my gaze to meet his, feeling a bit of shame.

“I can’t just lay in bed all day, the world is still turning, there’s things to do…” I muttered.

“Precisely, the world is still turning and it will still continue to turn if you are at rest. You, on the other hand, are not a planet and you need to care for yourself”

I stare into his eyes, feeling them pierce through my soul. He always seemed to be right about everything… I chuckle under my breath as I regain some strength in my legs, straightening back up.

“I’m sure you must be tired of having to run after all of us like a babysitter” I joke as his arms come to rest on my shoulders once I’m stable on my feet.

A glint crosses his eyes, “I do wonder how Charles managed, and then I remember he’s a telepath, so it must’ve been quite easy for him” he replies with a smirk gracing his face that makes me laugh a little.

“He still struggled, you shouldn’t compare yourself to the Professor”

He begins to lead me toward the couch behind us, helping me take a seat before joining me. I still feel a hot streak of shame across my stomach, having him help me. Burdening him.

“Sorry, by the way… You’re right, I should be a little more considerate of others” I mutter.

Erik turns to look at me as I avoid making eye contact, “I don’t believe those were my words…” his hand reaches out toward my chin, gently turning my head to face him, “I only ask of you to rest and care for yourself, forget what the others may think”

I blinked up at him, “The Professor always wanted me to push past my limits, so that I can perhaps get stronger… Control my powers better”

“In a perfect world, you wouldn’t have to restrict your abilities, you could rule this planet with a wave of your hand, what you have is something to be proud of, not ashamed” he places his hand against my cheek and I find myself leaning against his warm touch, “Your mutation is a blessing, not a curse”

I scoff, “Sure doesn’t feel that way, I can’t even live among humans without shutting down an entire city’s power”

“Your powers shouldn’t be hidden, controlled, or restricted for the sake of humanity” he says the word with disdain, “but those are my beliefs, your existence is grand mein liebling”

My heart thumps against my chest loudly at his words. It feels… Intimate. How could he speak such high praise toward me?

“I see you hurt and I watch as you restrain yourself around others, as your mutation basically eats your body alive and it pains me…” his eyes gaze across my face, pausing at my lips before trailing back up to my eyes, “It pains me that you live in a world where you feel you cannot rest, where you feel you must hide the power within you”

“Erik…” I whisper, almost afraid to shatter the moment between us, “What are you… What are you saying…?” I peer into his eyes, seeing something brewing behind his gaze. Could it be possible that he’s… No, there’s no way.

“What do you believe I’m saying?” he whispers softly, leaning in toward me. I jump as a few sparks fly out from where he has his hand on my cheek. I can’t help my eyes dropping to his lips before rising back up to his eyes.

I feel the tension rise and in a desperate attempt to avoid it, I joke, “If I was delusional, I might think you’re trying to confess to me right now” I laugh a little to dispel the tension. His gaze was still just as intense so I failed, but I tried my best.

A smile graced his features, “Yes… Perhaps if you were delusional, you might see that I am actually confessing my feelings for you right now” he says it so casually I almost think he’s playing along with my joke, but as my eyes widen, so does his smile.

“Are you…?” my voice wavers a little. I feel my heart drop, realizing he’s probably joking with me. I turn away from his hand, lightly pushing his chest to put distance between us.

“Is this some sort of joke? Come on, Erik… You know that’s… It’s unrealistic” I mutter, a man like him would never love someone like me, that’s not how it works… Maybe in the movies, or in a fairytale perhaps.

“Mein liebling, perhaps I haven’t been clear enough with you” he wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me in close, closer than before, “do you prefer a visual demonstration instead? I can give you that, you only need to ask” he smiles before slowly leaning in, giving me enough time to back out if I wished, but I find myself leaning in, eager to feel his lips against mine.

As soon as our lips locked together, sealed at last, a burst of electric sparks flew out from our lips and I giggled into the kiss. I mean, how ironic is that? I felt real, literal sparks and fireworks from the kiss and it made my lips tingly. Erik smiles into the kiss before deepening it, his hand rising up toward my hair while the other trailed down my back and I found myself desperate to be closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, clumsily climbing over to sit on his lap. We part right as I begin losing my breath and he trails a burning, tingly trail of kisses down my jaw before he stops by my ear.

With a whisper that blew across the nape of my neck, “I see more than just greatness in you, so much more…” The words are charged with intention, passion, and sincerity. I shudder as the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end and I bite back a moan as he continues kissing down my neck. I take a sharp breath in as he begins sucking on a tender spot before I suddenly realize what we’re doing…

Where we’re doing it.

I turn slightly to peek at the windows, making sure the others are still thoroughly distracted with playing before I feel Erik bite my skin and a moan breaks out, “Wait! Erik… We’re… In the lounge…”

He lifts his head, and the dark look in his blue eyes makes me clench my legs in anticipation, “We’ll just have to be fast… And quiet… Can you do that?” He taunts me with a question I don’t even get the chance to answer before he lays me down on the couch, climbing over me, “I’m just helping you relax, that’s not a sin, is it?” He looks down at me with a hungry gaze and I feel my cheeks burn.

“I guess not”

“Show me what else you can do with these sparks of yours”

[freeroaming-curiosity]

//transcribed from a Discord RP with @vocaloid-voltage

[begin video log

Oppy had just barely made it to Lilycove in time for the latest Hatsune Miku concert. She wandered around a bit, looking for the venue, until she saw her friend waving at her

Miku! She runs over, stopping herself from tackle-hugging her Good to see you ^u^

“Hey Oppy! I heard you got the badge from Fortree! Congratulations!” She beamed, raising a hand for a high five.

they high five, then Oppy brings out her badge case 6 now! Plus all my team except Celsius and Strelka evolved! Oppy's pokemon - Serperior, Gyrados, Cryogonal, Ninjask, Shedinja, Litwick, Metang, and Type: Null had followed her

“Hey, nice! I always wanted to try raising a Cryogonal. Never really worked out, unfortunately.”

Celsius is great! He's been carrying me through the gyms and having him around's great for the heat 

Oppy then sees a familiar orange shape watching them at a distance. Considering the fact that Miku was not looking in that direction, the orange man did not appear in her view.

“I can imagine. That’s why I have Ice Voltage, to be honest.”

Oppy’s phone buzzes Hm? She opens it (over Twystcord): it’s Top Man

Opportunity was that you in the concert hall?

Yeah. Why?

...hey here's an idea. Why don't you take your friend and go check out the department store or the shrine by the sea and don't be near the concert hall for a while, k?

... >_>

She showed Miku Top Man’s conversation, and she opened her own DM with the Robot Master

Hey, uh. I saw that message. What’s going on exactly?

Well... Not sure if you saw the whole drama but I'm on slightly better terms with Opportunity now... the issue is, Dr. Wily now has someone in play who doesn't have that rapport, likes him a lot more than I do, and is a lot more dangerous in his practices... I don't want the kid getting hurt is all. I can't do anything to stop it, so I figured I'd at least warn her

Okay but like… I’ve got a concert tonight. Does it have to be tonight? Also you should totally come to one when you’re not working with a terrorist.

You have NO IDEA how much I want to be there and not with this bitter old fleabag and his drama. Also that was not up to me. I'm pretty sure Dr. Wily picked specifically tonight to make scene

Alright that makes things a lot more difficult because I can’t just. Not perform, I legally have to be there.

...good luck. Don't die :thisdoesnotpleaseme.png: (don't know if he'll do much more than cause a scrap ton of damage but you never know with this guy. He's a bit of a loose cannon)

Are you allowed to tell me who it is? I played a game or two when I was a kid I might recognize the name.

To be quite frank, Miku was just hoping that her being part Porygon didn’t ruin the whole First Law thing. Though it was the Second Law actually in this case (Wily had ordered this part of his operation be secret), but still, Top Man was able to manage something

Ninja- %(&(-&*% ^-^%-That's all I can say I guess

She looked to Oppy,  clasping her hands together. “Alright, what do you say we have a shopping trip distraction?”

! Sure! That sounds great!

but as fate would have it (of course) Miku's phone said that the concert was starting - the two girls had lost track of time - and she couldn't leave until it was over

Miku sighed slightly, but nodded at her phone. Her body pulsed, and her hair turned purple, her eyes a dark crimson. “Dagnabbit, time.” She shifted back to her normal appearance, looking back to Oppy. “Nevermind, we’ve got Bowling For Soup playing opener right now so I have to be ready in 10.”

Oh... I'll be on the lookout! Do I watch from here or in the crowd? I've never been to one of these "^^

“You watch in the crowd! I’ll ask someone to guide you there!” Almost as soon  as she said that, a green haired girl entered through the door. She didn’t say much, simply waving to Miku with a smile and waving to Oppy with a surprised face.  “Melody! Great timing! Do you think you could show Oppy to the crowd?” Melody nodded, making a gesture towards Oppy to follow her.

Oppy went back with the crowd (still toward the front though) as the concert began. As the opening bands finished their last songs, the curtains drew back, and Miku arrived onstage to raucous applause. 

“How’s everyone doing tonight!”

More cheers. Miku grinned as she listened to the crowd.

“Sorry for the wait, a bit of a software issue! But I’m back now! Let’s get this started!”

We love you Miku!!!!! ^u^

While she couldn’t hear the specific call, she did hear it as part of the crowd. To be fair a lot of them were saying that exact same thing. “I love all of you too!” Music began, and she began her performance. She really seemed to be getting into it.

Right as one of her more popular numbers was reaching its head, the backup musicians began being attacked by... a Weavile?!

The music stopped almost instantly (to be fair, the backup musicians were for an acoustic cover of Hypocrite Justice they were going to do later), and Miku turned around in shock. She immediately rushed to the musician’s aid, changing to Fire Voltage as she ran.

“Get off of him!”

the Weavile's movements are strange, almost as if it was programmed to attack, and when it got close to Miku, she felt its surface was metallic. The Weavile tried to hit Miku with a Throat Chop, but it was parried by a large, thick, pink hand from behind her. Miku was… rather surprised to see the hand, looking back to see who owned it. How’d it get this far, she was on stage alone, wasn’t she? Looking next to her, she sees Oppy had somehow made her way onto the stage to protect her. She gives her a thumbs up with her non-shifted hand, then turns to the Weavile, who's still trying to cause as much damage as possible, this time attacking a fog machine, making it so the area is covered in mist and the audience has a hard time seeing what's going on. Miku, admittedly, was starting to panic a bit. She was a pop star, she was completely and utterly unqualified to handle this.

Wait hold on, fog machine! She could handle that at least.

She shifted to Flying Voltage, leaping across the stage before changing to Steel, making her much heavier in comparison. She may not have fancy attacks or anything, but she could protect her fans.

fortunately a Mystical Fire from Candela took out the Weavile

Phew... what was that? And who sent that thing?

“I don’t know…” Miku put her hand to her chin. The answer was incredibly obvious, but she wasn’t really made for thinking with Steel Voltage. She swapped to Psychic, and the answer hit her like a load of bricks. “Oh right yeah Wily.”

Almost as she realizes it, the other fog machine breaks, and a stage light almost falls on her. Oppy moves her out of the way, then the mist thins enough to see a strange, ninja-like robot put the metal Weavile in a pokeball - this was DWN-024, Shadow Man

“Aaaand this is exactly the guy I was expecting. Oppy? You might wanna run.”

Back to Steel Voltage she went. Oppy shifts a shield around herself but stays 

I'm gonna help too if you need it!

“That’s kind of the thing? I was also going to, I haven’t done anything like this before.”

Neither have I, really. The other guy didn't really want to be there so he didn't go all out like this guy, but I think we can beat him!

Shadow Man throws a Shadow Blade that strikes Oppy and she recoils, but isn't seriously hurt. Oh dear, oh no. He was attacking the kid. That wasn’t good. How was she supposed to take care of this guy!? 

Wait hold on… if she remembered right he wasn’t made with the others of that line… but he was still weak to Top Man’s weapon… which could only really mean…

And so, Hatsune Miku, the Cyber Songstress, threw her full body weight against a ninja.

Urgh- What are you doing?! He tries to launch a Shadow Blade, but misses by a longshot

“Good question!” She responded, charging forward more. Maybe Fighting Voltage would have been better, but she needed the extra weight considering the fact that her opponent was made of metal.

Miku then discovers she was pushing against a log - the real Shadow Man descended from above and struck her. To be fair, she was expecting something like that. Which is why she was in Steel Voltage. However, she did not remember that she was barely over 150 pounds with Steel Voltage active. Stupid pop star diets. She made her distaste for the situation known, extremely vocally even. “That was just cheating there.”

Shadow Man grunted, then a second Shadow Man then appeared next to him, and then the two scrambled themselves, making it hard to tell which was which

Huh?! There's two now?!

“It’s okay, it’s just Double Team. Got anything that can hit both of them?”

She almost wished Melody was here just for the extra help. But that would just be adding another person who had no idea how to fight in here.

I could make something! she shifted her hand into a long flail, and swung that at the two Shadow Mans, only for them both to disappear

Behind you Shadow Man knocked over Oppy with a hit from behind

OW! NO FAIR!

“Hmm… there’s a bit of a problem here… wait, I’ve got it!”

She shifted to Psychic Voltage. That should give her a better view than Steel. If he’d just stay still she could enter his circuits, but she didn’t have that option. through Psychic Voltage, she's able to see Shadow Man attempting to sneak up on Oppy through the mist. Miku’s eyes widened, electing to — instead of being an idiot and punching the robot in the face — warn Oppy about the incoming stealth attack. hearing Miku's warning, Oppy instead makes her body larger, squishy, and slightly adhesive. Shadow Man gets stuck on her and Oppy traps him

Good job Oppy!” Miku clapped slightly. “Let’s see if I can’t do anything here…”

She approached the robot, looking for any sort of entry point to his system. She was hoping it would be simple, but things rarely were. Shadow Man's putting up a beast of a fight, and the systems are already hard to grasp, being not of earth...

Miku! Look! Oppy points out an interface port - likely where Dr. Wily would connect to for maintanence. She moves this closer to Miku for convenience

“Thanks!” She nodded, sticking a finger into the port and transferring herself into the droid. It looked like she was still there, but her eyes were lifeless.

Inside Shadow Man is a landscape that seems like Shadow Man's stage from Mega Man 3, complete with enemies. She gets the sense she'll be ejected if she gets defeated, so better make this count. She was so happy for this, she never thought that she would ever find a use for this. Immediately enemies begin approaching her - it does seem like she has some rudimentary equipment based her franchise. Aw heck yeah, she can do stuff. Apparently the question of “what would Miku do in a platformer?” was answered with “Whatever the hell made sense for the setting.” Miku eventually made her way to Shadow Man, in his mindscape, and he immediately began going on the offensive, jumping around and throwing Shadow Blades. Well. She was hoping that she’d be able to talk things out with him, but that did not seem to be the case. At the very least, this was a very familiar pattern. For Dr. Wily! though his attacks are relentless, she knows them, and in short order Shadow Man is defeated. Miku automatically ejects, but Shadow Man has gone slack

you entered my mind... I'm lucky I trained for that. You saw only what I allowed you to, but even still... I'm in no shape to fight anymore…

Being back out of his mind was. Definitely a shock. She expected to leave on her own.

“Normally this would be when we’d like. Blow you up and take the chip thingy but we want answers. What are you doing here?”

you're a fool if you think I'll tell you

at that moment an awful noise is heard and the Wily UFO flies overhead that descends a grabber claw that collects Shadow Man and startles Oppy into letting go 

Excellent work Shadow Man! We have what we needed from that lab now!

strangely, Strelka seems to notice the UFO and starts trying to chase it for some reason

Strelka what are you doing?!

“Huh? What’s going on?”

Miku attempted to chase after it, but as it turned out, being tackled by a ceratanium-adjacent-constructed robot when you yourself weigh 90 pounds normally really hurts, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Oppy doesn't notice at first, chasing Strelka until the Wily UFO flies out of sight and Strelka howls mournfully

Strelka what's wrong? Oppy then sees the guy from the Devon lab earlier

"Oh... it's you. Well if you want your dumb mutt you can keep it. Without the type memories it's useless to us, and given how much of a pain that project's been we're probably gonna cut funding for it. I won't bug you again about Type: Null"

Well... that's one thing down, now to deal with Wily. Wait where's Miku? 

realizing, she runs back to her friend and helps her back up 

Wily got away…

Miku was in. A lot of pain. Like… so much pain.

“It’s fine, we’ll get him later. Or. You will. I need to go to the hospital. I can message one of the others to help at least, I don’t wanna just leave you out on your own.”

I'll get you there, don't worry Oppy shapeshifts into a form that could fly her there and gets Miku to the hospital as fast as she can

end video log]

[peachphernalia]

high voltage stuff . did you know they are so Unbelievably stupid . Affectionate

[sunnydayaoe]

Hv: troubleshooting [au where the coup succeeds] rendered art! They are clipping his claws :]

[coelacanth-designs]

more littol doodles!! However this time @sunnydayaoe 's lil goob Circuit! *we love the HV AU in this house* (also Sunny wanted Circuit with big burger so... big borger hehehe)

[graementality]

@sunnydayaoe 's High Voltage au HMS !!

These guys have taken hold of me and I can't escape they're so cool, I love this au!!!

I've done a couple more sketches of the guys which I'll post in a minute too!

[high-voltage-archive]

Oooohhh the tips of terminals lower horns are cut off???? dont they often do that when the horns are at risk of blinding a goat? is that important??

whaaaaat haaha that would never be a plot point whaaat hahahaha .

ill be honest i really did not Expect anyone to notice that . thank you anon youare so cool Hugs & Kisses

[tobiasdrake]

Now we have our crime scene.

Which is going to be tremendously difficult to investigate while corpo-cops are pounding on the door and we're wanted for terrorism.

Either make it fast or bail, Yuma. Even if we can't investigate the scene right now, Shinigami's got that one ability that lets you revisit crime scenes from within the Mystery Labyrinth, which hasn't been used since its introduction.

Wonder if there's gonna be a second body down in the meeting room? Danganronpa Tradition is that Chapter 3 always features two victims, but this isn't Danganronpa so that might not hold up.

Looks like Yuma's opting for "make it fast". Alright, my dude, let's go check out the-- What the hell is that? There's something lying on the ground in the distance, on the left side of Yuma.

Don't worry, Shinigami. I think I've already effectively ruled out suicide. His gun is too powerful for his body to have dropped in that direction after a point-blank shot from his right side.

And now there are bombs going off somewhere in the district. Those can't be the cam-bombs we planted, right? We didn't put any in Dohya.

These useless clowns are slamming the door with all their might while Yuma, in absolutely no peril, stands here calmly contemplating their impending intrusion.

Meanwhile, there's a perfectly good alternative way up. If Shachi didn't take a bullet to the skull, he'd be long gone. But sure. Keep punching the door with all your might. It's not about arresting Shachi anymore. This is a matter of manly pride now. This door must not win!

Weird to leave it in the lock like this. I dunno. The main takeaway is that Shachi probably locked the door when he came through, and obviously nobody passed through it afterward. But. I dunno. It's weird that the key was left in the lock, but I don't know what to make of it.

It would, however, be possible to snipe from the rooftop, if you were a professional sniper like Iruka.

I'm not sure if that's going to be relevant, but it's important to keep note of.

But it wasn't here when we were up here looking for a means of escape earlier.

Hm... If you hooked it around the high-voltage wires then you might be able to... Mm, I don't know if the physics would work for that.

This is interesting. It's like an open-air locked-room mystery. There must be other clues that I can--OH RIGHT THE BODY.

[anechomirrored]

Prompt:   "We can't do this on our own."

Fandom: Fanf Security Breach, Apoca-plex au

Rating: G

Warnings: none

"Sunny, there you are!" Roxy's voice made Sun flinch.

He looked down at the human pressed to his chest and in a moment of quick thinking tucked them inside the tarpaulin covering one of the go-karts.

Today had not been a good day for evasion. Moon's internal voice was urgent. Their shared system buzzing as the two of them scrambled for a way to deflect yet another of their companions.

The familiar clank of Roxy's footsteps heralded her approach.

"Hey, what are you doing over here?" She asked

"Nothing!" Sun truned his head 180 degrees before allowing his body to follow.

He let out a giggle to hide the whirring of his fans as he did his best to battle his mounting anxiety.

They couldn't see her. No no no, that wouldn't do at all!

"Need a hand with your bots?" Sun asked, gesturing to the wrench in Roxy's hands.

She was the least damaged of the Glamrocks. She wore a tailored pair of maintenance overalls. The crooked stitching of them marking this set as one of Monty's earlier handywork. She fidgited with the tool in her hand before loudly tisking and giving Sun a playful shove.

"Well,yeah I was expecting you hours ago! I need you to help with the little wires in the back." She tossed her hair dramatically and stomped back towards her grease pit.

Sun followed taking in the sight of what had become a well stocked workshop. Go-karts, sat on cinderblocks, spare parts lined up against the wall, while scavenged tools had been mounted on the exterior wall of the beauty salon. It was a scavenger's gold mine.

Sun glanced back at the tarpaulin.

A wet floor bot sat humming in the corner, following Sun's and Roxy's movement.

Sun didn't really mind them, though Moon had a the better comprehension of them.

In the center of the room a one armed driver bot slumped in a chair.

"Right, now help me with the head." Roxy knelt in front of the chair and took the damaged assistant driver bot's head in both hands.

Standing behind the chair, Sun began the delicate task of reattaching the wires at the base of the bot's neck to the rest of their battered body. Roxy had popped out most of their dents.

Sun liked rewiring the bots Roxy patched up. It pulling, coiling and weaving all those high voltage little wires together.

~It's just like friendship bracelets!~

~No, it's not.~ Moon replied dryly.

"How are you and Moon holding up?" Asked Roxy, breaking the two out of their internal exchange.

"Juuust dandy!" Chimed Sun.

"Hm, good. I want to head down to the tunnels again soon. Monty's joints are terrible. A human could hear him squeaking a mile away."

If Roxy saw Sun's fingers twitch she made to mention of it. Moon was grumbling again and Sun worked very hard not to spare the tarpaulin another look.

"The karts are dry?"

"Yeah, or too gunked up..." Roxy wrinkled her nose at that, trailing off before adding, "Has Moon had any luck with security?"

Sun didn't answer right away, taking great pains to finish twisting the final wire ends together and wrap them with electrical tape. Another dwindling resource.

"No, he hasn't..." Sun said reluctantly.

The silence had that heavy quality to it again. Roxy let out a facsimile sigh.

"No luck with patching through or rewiring around it either." With a shake of her head she settled the bot's firming back in place and clicked the neck back into place.

"What if we looked for another hu-"

"No." Roxy stood abruptly, blocking Sun's view of his little guest's hiding place.

Her mood darkened, optics narrowing.

He felt his sunrays retract, drooping slightly. Still, he knew that he had to try.

~she won't listen, Sunny.~ Moon warned.

"We can't do this on our own." Sun pressed, resting his hands on the bot's shoulders.

A growl left Roxy's voicebox in a burst of static.

"We have to!" She snapped, "A human isn't going to help. They hate us! And what? Do you think a technician is just gonna waltz in the front door, Sun?" Roxy gestured exasperatedly before letting her hands drop to her sides.

"Well, maybe not...but what if we found a human? One that didn't-"

~Sun, what are you doing?~

"Just drop it Sun!"

Combined, both Roxy and Moon brought Sun up short. He stuttered, rays shrinking and his hands coming together to fidget with his damaged finger casings.

"B-b-but I -" Roxy placed a grease stained hand on top of Sun's, ceasing his picking.

"Please, Sun. It was that kind of thinking that got us into this mess..." Roxy gave him a pleading look and, reluctantly, he nodded.

"S-sorry."

"It's fine, I just... we have to beat this." Roxy tossed her forgotten wrench back in a box by the wall with a clang, "I am not losing to a line of code!" She growled, pumping herself up again, "I was the best at racing and I will be the best at fixing!"

Sun smiled even though he couldn't say he shared her bravado.

"If any of us can, it's you Rox." He conceded.

Roxy preened under his compliment.

"I know, now let's get this little twerp back online!" Taking a kart battery, she hooked up the bot and began pressing the necessary buttons behind their maintenance panel for a manual reboot.

"What do you want to name this one?" Asked Sun, watching on with a twisting feeling in his circuits.

Roxy hit the final switch and clicked the panel on the bot's back shut.

"How about Milo?" She mused.

The bot jolted to life in the chair, limbs twitching before stablizing. They looked at Roxy, then Sun and back.

Sun smiled at the bot. That was another one, successfully salvaged.

"I think Milo's fantastic."