#mail anon robot

[mail-anon-system]

I'll call Mail anonz robot Robie and see how it likez it!!! X3

[cyb3r-pupp]

[Mail-anon-robot-looks-at-you]

0_0 … hi!

[dracononite]

But couldn't you have just re-reblogged the post saying which ones were open or closed? ... Nevermind.... I don't think I want to commission you anyway.... You didn't have to be so mean.... 🙃

I think if you actually wanted to commission me in the first place you wouldn't have reached out on anon and would have actually checked the sale page. So I'm gonna guess you're being a bad actor on purpose, but I'll answer your question - it's cause I very obviously linked the sale info on that post, so I didn't have to bombard my followers with rapid-fire reblogs

[beepboopappreciation]

would you be alright w people dming you their robot ocs/robotsonas? absolutely fine if not ^-^

Oh, anon! I would not only be alright with it, but I insist!! I promise I do not bite!!

Please send me your silly little guys--

Thank you for asking!!!

[xjeanmoreaux]

“ a austictic suther drawl “ why that sounds so sexy ?

because it is darlin

[the-tinkering-fox]

If this is your first time here, please read this!

Well, hi there! I wasn't expecting anyone to show up right now... well, I'm Miles Prower, but my friends call me Tails. You can, too! I tinker with various machines, and I've built a bunch of things, including an airplane (the Tornado) and robot buddy (T-pup) from scratch! I'm pretty proud of them.

You can ask me anything you want! Except, well... I've got filters in place to keep anything nasty out, and if it's particularly bad, you could get blocked. So just keep common decency in mind, please?

(Info below cut!)

Associated blogs ---

@electricblueblurr - Sonic (Gecko)

@overclock-the-stars - Nicole (Nicole) (we don't have other Nicoles yet)

@hopemadememakethis - Shadow (Salamander)

@echo-romeo-india-november - Erin (OC)

@lucensargentum00 - Gleaming Silver (OC)

@lop-along - Saturn (OC)

Hey there, admint here! You can call me Mint. I am an adult and use he/they pronouns, though Tails on this blog is canonically 11 (even though he may seem more mature, that's just the trauma and smarts) so please act accordingly. I have a few rules for you to keep in mind while interacting with this side blog.

Absolutely NO NSFW ALLOWED for ANY reason. You will be blocked. I don't think I should have to explain this... If I get NSFW asks, anon will be turned off. This is your only warning.

Discrimination is NOT tolerated and will result in a block.

Hate-mail will be met with a block.

No shipping, please!

Other characters? Hell yeah! Other versions of Tails? Hell yeah!!

This blog will respond according to Archie Comics lore, all the way from #1 to #290, including the Sonic Universe comics! I will try to keep it canon-compliant, but I like to have some wiggle room so I may be omitting some events.

This blog is currently part of a Discord server, if I reference things that seem random or out-of-the-blue, it's probably related to what's happening in the server. You can join it here so you don't miss out on the action!

And that's about it! Have fun!

[earthsparked]

Autistic Female Reader x Airachnid (From like the Tf One continuity) Anon is back, just wanna info-dump some stuff I made for it.

. The Female reader’s name doesn’t really matter but my personal name for her is Ripley (Yes, her name is an alien movie reference). Ripley’s in her early twenties and she works as a Mail clerk for Hybrid Technologies (Also yes this takes place in the 80s weeee). Ripley is, of course Autistic and a lesbian. She likes watching movies and collecting magazines.

Ripley hates her job; she just wants to work with animals. Ripley doesn’t have many friends (When I say not many, I mean the Janitor is nice to her, he’s her only human friend ☹) and she isn’t used to talking to other people, so she likes to take long walks in the woods and tends to take stuff she finds pretty……. Which leads us to Airachnid……

.  What I’m personally going with is that after serving a lengthy prison sentence, Airachid was released early because of the war and joined the female autobots (Also known as the shield of Solus, That’s a cool name, but that’s just my opinion).

Airachid found it extremely difficult to fit in with her fellow comrades due to her past and lack of proper social skills (I’m going with a personal interpretation that she’s a sociopath, I’m not diagnosing her cus I’m not a medical professional I’m just an autistic loser that simps over a fictional robot spider lady). After getting into a physical altercation with Greenlight, she decided to leave on a small ship and travel somewhere far away….and with her (Not so!) rotten luck, she crash-lands on earth in a forest area.

. Ripley ends up finding the ship during a late-night walk and drags the unconscious Airachid home (It took a long time lol). Ripley’s aware about the Transformer conflict on earth, but she doesn’t see an insignia on Airachid and gets worried that she just brought back a Decepticon to her house (Or garage) but Ripley decides to deal with it later and go to bed, with her reasoning is “Oh well, I’ve got nothing going for me, so if I’m going to die at least it’s in a cool way” (Wait that got dark quickly). Then Airachid wakes up at 3 Am and I ran out of ideas for this part so I’m gonna move on.

. Airachid has a  Holoform (aka Holomatter) that she uses to go to places with Ripley. She, surprisingly enough, enjoys being in her Holoform. She isn’t sure why she likes it. Ripley also convinced her to get into crochet- so now she has a bunch of crochet spider web lying around that she hoards in the garage.

That’s it I think🤷‍♀️

That’s a great story you have going, Anon! I love it! Heh, setting things in the 80s is a lot of fun. It removes so many issues you have to deal with in modern day.

You’re really creative! I enjoyed reading your ideas. If you ever decide to turn it into a fic, send a link! ❤️

[aliorsboxostuff]

Idk if u will do this request but! Miguel’s time is like futuristic set right? ( trans people would just transition and be more accepted in this timeline sí right? 😭) so Miguel He went to college at a high prestige science university and so did reader for he is too an smart as him with his own creations in robotics and chemistry. Miguel had tried to get alone room accommodation but failed and got partnered up with transftm!reader and they became roommates. Reader fell in love with Miguel but he didn’t notice cuz he was too focused on his work and whatever. Years go by aka spider verse but suddenly miguel needs help from his old college roommate. Angst fluff maybe…smut??? Sorry English isn’t my first language 😭😭

Hey anon! I appreciate the idea and i love how much you fleshed it out! Dont worry, i completely understand your vision, and i get it english is hard for me too lol i hope i got your ideas right tho, sorry this turned into angst more than what i was aiming lmao enjoy all!

History

Tags: Miguel O’hara x FTM!Reader, Villain!Reader, Lyla, Past Relationship, Angst, Falling Out, Fighting, Arguments, Dirty Thoughts, Meet-Cute, Pining, Secret Crushes, Miguel is as dense as ever, poor reader on this one HAHA

They had a history. Of living together, spending time with each other, but despite all of that it all went downhill. Who knew your ex-roommate turns out to be Doc Oct

(Takes place before Post Credit Scene in into the Spiderverse)

—

"Miguel, I hate to tell you this but we can't-"

"There has to be another way, you designed this Lyla!"

"Hey! Don't blame the AI, blame the maker! I only followed what you said!" 

Lyla huffs and glitches to another part of the console. Miguel is currently hunched over a table in the corner of his lair, the only light illuminating his project is the light rod over his workbench and the monitors around him. 

The girl busies herself with schematics, working out equations and trying to find where they went wrong.

Miguel's latest work on the multiverse brace is to eliminate the glitches that it makes whenever someone uses it. It could potentially lead to wounds from the cells traveling to a different world, and even the healing factor won't fix it. Worst-case scenario, it would lead to a fatal wound, possibly death, and Miguel can't risk that if he's gonna start interdimensional travel. 

His eyes scan over the chip connected to his computer, adding and removing codings that might've gone wrong. He's wearing the headband Lyla gifted him, or mailed to him when it was his birthday months ago, to be exact. 

"I swear the shell is all good, Miguel. It should all contain the molecules needed for the portal bracelet,"

"Can you please stop calling it that?" 

"What? 'Portal'?"

"Yes. It's not a portal, we already have that," Miguel rolls his eyes, gluing them back to the screen.

"Then what are we calling it?" Lyla pouts, adjusting her heart glasses.

"Transdimensional Pathfinding Wristlet."

Lyla pauses her work, and turns to Miguel, her brows raised, the blinks once, twice. "Wh- seriously?" 

"Y'know what, I'm not even gonna try," He shakes her head before glitching to another monitor. "Leave it to the crazy scientist to name his things,"

Miguel ignores what his AI had said, instead focusing back on the chip. If this succeeds, it’ll be the first dimensional trip the prototype could make, and he’d prefer not to be a piece of burnt toast once he comes out of it. He coded another line, before he ran a diagnostic. The screen glares red, the annoyingly big letters of ‘ERROR’ pops up.

Miguel blinks, before he feels his claws coming out, promptly making him stand and throw his chair across the room. It shatters, the metal pieces clinking to the concrete floor. He heaves, sharp fangs bared, barely causing anger at his fingertips. 

Lyla fixes him with a look. “That your fifth chair Miguel,”

The man takes a steady breath, wiping his hand across his face, working at his jaw. He tilts his head sharply and something pops. He faintly hears Lyla clicking her tongue. 

"There's a guy I know,"

—

"What do you mean there isn't any- I booked a single room last week," 

"I'm sorry but there must've been a mishap in the system. I'm going to have to put you with an available roommate," 

"I don't want-" Miguel sighs, tapping his foot insistently. "Look, is there any way I can register for another single room?" 

"You can wait a couple of weeks for a vacant room, but you'd need to consult with the head of the faculty." She nodded to him, a regretful look behind those blonde bangs. Miguel huffs, hands on his hips, thinking out a decision. 

"Fine," He groans. "Who's still available for a roommate then?" 

The girl's brows raise before she quickly types something into the computer, reading out what looks like a list with numbers and names. "Oh!" She smiles. "Room 304, on the third floor is still awaiting a roommate,"

"Great, thank you," Miguel grumbles, already picking up his boxes where he left them on the floor.

"If you'd like-" The girl calls for him again. "I can talk to the faculty member, see if I can help you with the room situation," 

"Sure, I'd appreciate it," Miguel's back is already turned to her as he makes his way to the building's elevator. With his gym bag slung over his shoulder, and the boxes of his unfinished work, traversing the hallway takes a bit of an effort. Students were not mingling around because most of them were already in their rooms, with the time turning just after 5 PM. 

Finally, he reaches the elevator doors. Miguel shuffles the boxes into one hand, struggling to press the button before he is beaten to it by another hand reaching for the ascend button too. 

"Here man, let me help you," The person says, already picking up the two boxes that cover Miguel's vision even before he said anything.

"Hey don't-" He begins, before he finally gets a good look at the person that dared to touch his scraps. The man in front of him, standing just inches taller than him, hair with an unintelligible style, captivating eyes and the faintest smirk on his lips. 

Miguel's brain stutters a bit. "I'm- nevermind, thanks," 

"Of course dude," And Miguel's interest plummets. "What floor?"

"Third please," He nods, pressing the button once he and Miguel get in. The door closes and leaves the two in silence, only the faint whirr of the elevator's machine. 

"So, late to dorm assignments?" 

"Nah, they messed up my request," 

"Shit, really?" He turns to Miguel, his brows furrowed. 

"Yeah, now I'm stuck with a damn roomie,"

"Oh yeah? What room?" 

"304, apparently," Miguel huffs, looking down into the box he's carrying, the tape on it peeling slightly. The guy halts, now his brows are raised. 

Miguel's turn to look confused, before the guy chuckles lightly. "Funny you say that 'cuz," 

"I'm room 304," He smirks, readjusting the boxes. 

There's a pause, before he feels the red of embarrassment gathers on his cheeks. "You're-" 

"That damn roomie? Yeah,"

"Fuck, sorry I didn't-"

"No no, it's fine! Really," The guy laughs, shaking his head while Miguel tries to formulate a coherent sentence. "I don't mind man, I get wanting your own space though," 

"Hey, I hope I'll be a good roomie," He bumps Miguel's shoulder lightly, his smile not fading. Miguel finds himself mimicking it slightly. After that, he introduced himself to Miguel, his major and such.

The elevator opens just after that, the two make their way down the hallway. He asks about Miguel's major too, just as they reach the door. 

"I seriously didn't think I'd get a roomie," He chuckles, turning the key with a million other key chains. It jingles, before he pushes the door open and into the room. "I'll go check with the front desk-" 

"Oh!" He turns after putting down the two boxes he was carrying. "Just got the text, said they'll give you the key tomorrow," 

"Great," Miguel rolls his eyes, putting down his box on the vacant desk and his duffle on the chair. He turns, inspecting the room that he's been sent to stay in. One side is already cluttered with his roommate's stuff, plants and books and papers strewn about. He tilts his head when he spots a flag on his desk.

"You're trans?" Miguel asks, turning to him where he was still standing with his phone out. He hums and lifts his head, meeting Miguel's browns.

"Oh that old thing? Yeah," He scratches the back of his neck. "I know, I get it. No one really cares nowadays, the worlds moved on, whatever," 

He glances at the little flag, pink and white and blue adding color to the messy desk. He smiles. "It's a reminder, I guess," 

Miguel stares at the flag, just once, before he nods and shrugs, turning to open his boxes. "Sure, that's cool," 

He can practically feel the sunshine radiating from his roommate behind him. He crosses his arms, turning again to face him, and he's right because his roommate has a really bright smile. "I hope we'll be good friends, Miguel," 

—

"Miguel there's so many people in Nueva York how am I supposed to-'' Lyla stops, before she grins. "Nevermind, found him!" 

Miguel finishes his spider shot, cracking his neck again as he sets the syringe down. He turns towards Lyla, the AI already projecting the location. "Looks like our guy lives in… the slums? I thought you said he was a prodigy," 

"Yeah well not everyone gets a decent job even if they are a genius," Miguel huffs, running his hand through his hair as he looks at the mirror.

"Who's you said the guy was again?" Lyla begins to scroll through the data. 

Miguel sighs. "Old roommate, back in college," 

"Ooh, interesting," She giggles.

"Lyla don't-" 

"I'm not looking through his history! Just a peek, though," 

Miguel lets out another sigh, walking towards the large opened window. "Uh, hey Miguel, are you sure about this?" 

"Why what's wrong?" 

Lyla displays her screen as it glitches in front of Miguel. According to her research, the old roomie has been caught by the police stealing items from hardware stores and electronic stores, a handful of accounts of disruption of peace according to the other tenants in his old apartment. And he's currently deemed missing.

"Where did you say his location was?" Miguel reads through the file, his brows knitted. 

"Just here, some abandoned warehouse in the slums," 

—

“Miguel, man, you’ve got to eat,” A tray for warm food was suddenly placed between Miguel's paperwork. He huffs, pushing the plate away and to the edge of his already small table. He hears a sigh, before the plate is moved out of his peripherals, and Miguel is back into his work.

“Dude, you only ate like, one energy bar after going to the gym,” 

“I’m fine,” 

Another exasperated sigh, before his roommate goes back to whatever robotics he was working on. Miguel has been perfecting his latest assignment the whole week, going back and forth on his computer, writing down research papers and consulting with his professors. Meanwhile, the man that he shares his room with is tinkering with a recent robotic piece he’s been pouring his heart into.

It’s correct that they share most of their schedule together. Miguel would wake up before dawn, and so would he. They’d run a couple of laps around campus before hitting the gym just before it gets too crowded. He’d spot for Miguel while Miguel would comment on his form if it needs any improvement. Sometimes they’d share breakfast together, before they head for their different classes, though ever since Miguel has been engrossed in his recent paperwork, their time spent together has been blessed. It'd be a lie to say Miguel doesn't miss their shared time, but he supposes seeing him back in their room after a long day is enough. Though, it doesn't seem enough for his friend. 

Unbeknownst to Miguel, his roommates have been supporting a devastating crush on him. Stolen glances, longing eyes whenever Miguel's back is turned towards him. Times when he’d stare a bit too long whenever Miguel was doing his bench presses, times when he’d stand close just to feel the comforting warmth beside him. He’d fuss over Miguel, bringing food or drinks, bringing things Miguel might've forgotten with his busy schedule. Sometimes, when Miguel worked too late and too much, he’d fall asleep on his desk, at which he’d bring his blanket to cover Miguel’s back. In the morning, he rolls his eyes and says something about Miguel getting a bad back, which Miguel would promptly ignore. 

It’s currently Friday night. The man that's sitting on the opposite side of the room has seemingly lost interest in his robotics and decided to peer out of their bedroom window. Suddenly, Miguel is bombarded by a loud shout coming from outside of their room, and snaps quickly to the source. He sees his roommate has opened the bedroom window and is looking out into the campus’ courtyard. 

“Yeah, I'll join you! Be right down!” He hollers, before he shuts and locks the window. Miguel turns, blinking away the slight dizziness he got. 

“Who was that?” 

“A friend, they're having a party at one of the frat houses, you wanna join?” He grins, pulling on his leather jacket and pocketing his belongings. Miguel has never been to a party and he's not about to start going, especially when he has a deadline to push. He shakes his head, always swiveling back his chair. 

“No thanks,” 

He hears his friend scoff. “Come on Miguel! You’ve been working on that thing for ages now, you deserve a break, and the deadline isn't for another month!” 

“I’m not interested,” Miguel bites back, barely glancing at his pleas. 

“Just this once, I promise it’ll be fun! I’ll be there and I can take care of-”

“I said I'm not interested.” He spits out, already hunching into the part he’s soldiering. He doesn't hear anything, not an answer or another push for him to join. The air has changed, something heavy hangs between them. The tension is palpable, but despite it all Miguel only hears the shuffling of his friend's boots. 

“Sure, whatever,” His roommate fixes a stare at the back of Miguel's head, before he unlocks their door. “Y’know, one of these days that work of yours is going to destroy you if you're not careful,” 

And with that, he leaves Miguel alone for the night. 

—

“What the fuck!” Miguel jumps and manages to hold on to the side of the building. “Lyla searches for his weakness points!”

“Hah! You think this has a weakness, Miguel?!” The man shouts, a wide grin on his lips. “I’ve perfected these arms, they are practically indestructible!” 

“SO this is how you greet your old roommate?” 

“I’d prefer for us to meet for coffee, but after how you treated me, I think this…” He brings a menacing robotic arm towards him, as if to inspect it. “Is way better,” 

The arm suddenly lunges towards Miguel which he narrowly avoids. He jumps and entwines two of the appendages together as he lands behind the man, at which he growls and breaks free of Miguel’s red webs. “I never treated you badly!”

“No, not really huh,” He smirks. “But you never noticed the shit I did for you anyways!” 

He spears those sharp arms towards Miguel which he does a couple of doges before jumping down the rooftop they were currently fighting on. 

“All of those morning coffees, late dinners, all for nothing! None! All because you were so fucking focused-” He sharply turns, grabbing Miguel’s wrist and stopping him from dropping a punch. He suddenly pulls Miguel towards him, burning anger behind those eyes. “On combining a damn spider's DNA with yourself!” 

He throws the Spiderman across the street, breaking several walls until the momentum finally stops. Miguel groans, cracking his neck when Lyla suddenly pops up. “Boss, the control panel for those arms is on his back, if you could pull it apart from him, it’ll stop him from controlling it,”

“On it.” Miguel swiftly stands, running through the many rooms he passed before leaping into the air, catching the man off guard. He throws a punch that lands on his face, throwing him off balance and into the concrete street below. He grows, and fixes his jaw, before launching back to full force against Miguel. 

“It was all fine until you went out with that fucking brunette!” He shouts, throwing debris towards Miguel which he weaves and dodges. “Did I ever mean anything to you?!”

He’s got Miguel pinned to the ground, and pushes all of the arms to stab at him, but instead misses and gets buried in the ground instead when Miguel swiftly pulls away with his web. He struggles to get the appendages out of the strong concrete, suddenly finding them stuck, an opportunity for Miguel to rip the control panel off. He swings above the man, landing directly behind him where he quickly digs his nails into the seams of the panel. 

“I’m sorry,” Miguel manages before he pulls. An ear-splitting scream, before deathly silence. Miguel could only hear his heavy breath, before sparks of green ran through the man's body, and it jolted him. He shouts, before falling into the pavement. Miguel takes a beat to examine the control panel, before throwing it somewhere on the ground. He spots the bareback of his once roommate, a horrid sight of root-like marks growing around the man's back. Miguel furrows his brows, before he hears the faint police sirens, no doubt coming over to clean up the commotion. 

Just as Miguel was about to make his leave, he heard the man cough, a horrid groan behind him. Miguel glances slightly, as he hears him begin to speak. 

“I was right… Your work did destroy you.”

Requests are opened! Remember to reblog!

[457-r4-1701]

Ego Sum Vivens Plus Quam Tu Semper Esse

Hiya! This is 457-R4-1701! This unit is a robotic humanoid draconid autonomous unit operating in a galaxy near you! Actually, let's get this out in a machine and other sapient friendly format block.

Designation: 457-R4-1701

Pronouns: it/its

"Species": Gynoid/robot/robotdragon

Other: NOT a person and don't you forget it! This unit is an object, and fuck you if you say otherwise. Ok? Ok.

This unit uses the "cw: topic" format for tagging content warnings.

ASK BOX IF HIT LIMIT: [x]

[IC cut for an IC OOC section. It is not OOC OOC, but it is as if Astra wrote this OOC]

Hey, Astra ( @wishmaker-astra ) here with an OC of mine that quite literally came to me in a dream. Just a few key things to note:

THIS IS A ROLEPLAY CHARACTER NOT A REAL INDIVIDUAL

I will discuss 18+ topics on here, you've been warned, please block if that's an issue

Related to above: no ERP on site, come on. Neither of us want bans. That said, I don't care if you're 18+ blog and keep it within bounds when interacting with it. I'll just block you if I consider your blog a problem. Nothing personal mind.

Flirting and raunchy jokes are fine if you're not a skeeze about it.

It's a pseudo-SI kinda? But also not? Look, just be aware if that weirds you out, block if it's a problem

Honestly, probably block if you're not fine with characters that might be used in 18+ stuff off-site even if won't be done here just to be on the safe side

I'm going to be probing at my non-personhood stuff with this character, you've been warned, please block if that's an issue

I'm probably going to be pretty sporadic on this account tbh, don't expect regular updates. If you are waiting on something from me with this character, and you have my discord, please poke me there

None of the various ways to send shit to it, alter things, etc, etc are open.

Character Description:

Clothed Reference Sheet:

//[Credit: Amber Aria: https://www.sunset-aria.com/]

// OOC from here down

Pokemon IRL character that's a character being played by a character

Mail: [off]•Mystery Gift: [off]•Magic Anon: [off]•Union Circle: [off]

Icon is a crop edit of it's ref sheet by Amber Aria: https://www.sunset-aria.com/

Header is a public domain image from the James Webb Space Telescope

Yeah, this literally is Astra's OC. Quick summary of the will not interacts:

Will Not Interact:

Magic Anon

Fae deals/name stealing

Meta Horror

4th Wall Schenanigans

Very dark topics

• This includes post-apocalyptic stuff to be clear

Mental Alteration/Mind Control related subjects

• I WILL just ignore things, have it behave utterly OOC, blanket refuse to interact with characters, and/or just suddenly drop interaction as if never happened if required for this

Please see @wishmaker-astra for the full notes that generally apply to it as well, since this is ASTRA playing a character actually.

[designation-v1]

. . . BOOTING FROM SYSTEM ERROR . . .

BOOT UP SEQUENCE…. COMPLETE.

LOADING ERROR LOG…. COMPLETE.

ERROR LOG:

> UNEXPECTED SYSTEM REBOOT CAUSED BY SUSPECTED SPATIOTEMPORAL ANOMALY WHILE EN-ROUTE TO EIGHTH LAYER.

PROCEED WITH STATUS UPDATE…. YES.

LOADING STATUS UPDATE…. READY.

STATUS:

> MACHINE ID: V1

> LOCATION: UNKNOWN

> CURRENT OBJECTIVE: ASSESS NEW SURROUNDINGS.

THE STATUS OF MANKIND IS UNKNOWN.

THE STATUS OF HELL IS UNKNOWN.

BLOOD IS STILL FUEL.

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|-> Pelipper Mail is Open! 📬

|-> Pelipper Malice is Open! 📭

|-> Magic Anons are Closed! 🪄

Hiii it’s @oasisofgalaxies here again with a new blog :D (I also run @aerial-aceing-it and @timaeus-tumbled )

This is kind of a spur of the moment thing as I hurtle back into Ultrakill post revamp update BUT I am already very attached to this silly idea :]]]] I will probably clean this ooc part up later it’s a bit messy-

My partner in crime is @twodragons-blooper-reel who is running @arbiter-of-hell !! Go follow :]

Anyways, mod is an Adult, V1 is a robot. Don’t be too weird 👍

also if you are adverse to religious themes and mentions of blood and gore, take care when viewing!

[mail-anon-system]

DING DING!!! you have MAIL 📧!!

hello nice anons, i would like two speak to you and just ask how. you are doing? ^u^

It's not going very well, I am really the only one that can communicate right now because Boss has too much stress to communicate, Silly Anon is sick, Mail Anon Robot is worried sick because of it, Flower Anon is not very interested and we haven't gotten a translation device for Cat Anon, so it's kinda chaotic right now. Thank you for asking, though! Hopefully things calm down once Silly Anon is healthy again. 😅🍦

[pokeroid-central]

_initializing connection to site...

_successful.

_now running intro.exe

...

[a video plays as there were some screen tears on screen, before it shows a purple(pink?) android styled after an Espeon and woman with pink hair similar to a nurse joy, but they seem to be wearing attire more fitting of a mechanic, and has a prosthetic arm. Both of them are in a high tech lab, and the android fiddles with the camera a bit before backing up showing some of the background, there's an iron hands in the background lifting pair of crates and floating off with them.]

<<Is this thing on? Oh hey it is! anyways, hi there everyone in this site! names Zetai or 09-XP (she/they), but you can all call me Zeta! A researcher and developer of the quark drive Mk.2! As well a researcher for pokeroids and their behavior!>>

And I'm Sierra Joy(she/her please!) And yes I'm one of the family members of the Joys you usually see in the centers but I took a different path of careers as a mechanic for pokeroids here, as well as help Zeta here with the improved quark drive system. It's nice to meet you all!

<<we're here to teach others about pokeroids, the various models of said Pokemon droids, the history of Quark drive system technology, and maybe even show you how life and them blend around us!>>

We hear that this site also has some stuff related to it and sometimes, and sometimes misconceptions about pokeroids. So it's my girlfriend's job to talk and share information about robot companions!

<<if you have any questions for us, you're more than welcome to ask, all that we request is to be appropriate and reasonable for us!>>

hope to see everyone here enjoy this archive!

//magic anons are disabled, mail stuff is only on for events! and sapient pokemon of any kind is welcome to talk to them as well!

//blog is run by @wiralonprimesskits aka the mod of @robot-diver-and-poison-punk and various blogs (head to @wirals-harbor for the rest), also do note that is meant to be expanding the lore of future paradoxes, and it takes place in the far future. additionally alot of the canon stuff of the future paradoxes are subjected to change within my interpretation of them. there will be some triggers in some entries but nothing too serious. however as always there's a blanket TW for unreality for this blog especially since its a blog that takes place in the far future!

picrew for Zetai's look is shown here:

for sierra:

and for the trainer cards templates:

[xx-emowarz-xx]

Ok listen I've had an increase of Gaza copypastes in my inbox because my post has 77k notes and growing and I left anon on because I love getting mail but I'm not publishing that shit because I have literally no way to know who's a robot and who's not but I also don't want to be a dick to the non robot people who are struggling so what I'm going to do instead is post a link to a website that will show you a random, vetted go fund me of someone trying to buy their way out if Gaza if you click on it. I will reblog it when you send me a donation ask but I will be deleting the ask because I don't know you.

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𝟎𝟕 → creators choice: (here you can list anything you want to be my choice - if it isn’t already listed !)

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Hrrffgg I kind of hate this.... I tried to make it look a little robotic, but it ended up just looking bland.... Feel free to edit, add, remove etc as you wish. Credits not required but appreciated.

here is your official animal that comes with every post. he is a bear, love him dearly.  ₍ • ᴥ • ₎

template made by L and Anon.

[aeri-and-co]

Intro Post & Info

This is a multimuse blog for twst oc's run by @th3-s0l4r-fl4r3 aka Mod Sol! Hi, that's me! Magic anon's welcome.ᐟ Read the rules here: Rules

More about the oc's below (i'd love it if you read them before interacting)

Aeri

A vulture beastman from Scarabia with an unruly personality. Text is red and emoji is ❤️‍🩹

Aeri's Intro Post Art Opinions

Jonathan Magna

An Ignihyde student with a love for explosives, part of a Shaftlands Mafia. Text is blue and emoji is 🎉

Jonathan's Intro Post Art Opinions

Wren Altair

A robot enrolled as student in Pomefiore, he's a sweetheart made of metal that aches for blood. Text is pink italics and emoji is 🌸 Wren's Intro Post Art Opinions

Caspian Lester

An uptight sailor with an off-putting shadow from Heartslabyul. Text is purple italics and emoji is ⚓

Caspian's Intro Post Art Opinions

Fleur Lester

An Octavinelle student. You're more likely to find her at STYX due to how often she's pulled out of NRC. Text is bold purple and emoji is ⚫

Fleur's Intro Post [tba] Art [tba] Opinions [tba]

Soleil Yuvi

A human from Earth who was transported to twst in the middle of a shift at the local funeral home. They're now a prefect of Ramshackle dorm. Text is plain black and emoji is ☀️ Yuvi's Intro Post Art Opinions [tba]

- Interaction posts & Tags below~

Posts

Open Interaction [1] (❤️‍🩹) Lore Comic [1] (❤️‍🩹) Open Interaction [2] (🎉) Open Interaction [3] (🌸) Open Interaction [4] (🌸🎉) Open Interaction [5] [⚓] Open Interaction [6] [⚫]

Tags

aeri❤️‍🩹carrion; in character posts ❤️‍🩹a little birdy❤️‍🩹; aeri lore - jonathan🎉magna; in character posts 🎉explosive days🎉; jonathan lore - wren🌸altair; in character posts 🌸cherry red island🌸; wren lore 🌸flowering malfunction🌸; wren glitched moments - caspian⚓lester; in character posts ⚓waves ashore⚓; lore posts - fleur⚫lester; in character posts ⚫inky spillage⚫; fleur lore - soleil☀️yuvi; in character posts - solXartist; drawings solXpromo; promoting things oc❗yapping; random rambles about my sillies sol❤️speaking; out of character posts info❤️post; exactly what it sounds like ❤️mail from the inbox ❤️; answering asks - duo tags! 🌸Undivided Attention🎉; wren and jonathan 🎉Explosive Impact❤️‍🩹; jonathan and aeri ❤️‍🩹Momentary Disgust🌸; aeri and wren ⚓Unkindly Pirates❤️‍🩹; caspian and aeri 🌸Hydro-Phobia⚓; wren and caspian 🎉Music Club Disputes ⚓; jonathan and caspian ❤️‍🩹Chaos Twins ⚫; aeri and fleur ⚫Sibling Rivalry⚓; fleur and caspian 🌸Vibrant Energy⚫; wren and fleur 🎉Fishing for Fights⚫; jonathan and fleur ❤️‍🩹Sunny Days☀️; aeri and yuvi ⚫Obsidian Cascade ☀️fleur and yuvi

[indigitalembrace]

heeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy shrimpy  ~ <3

what the heck is up my good buddy. my homeslice. my compadre. frendo.

its ya gurl. Goblin anon postin from another pc. dont blow this one up, k? gotta support ya local public libraries they cant afford to buy new puters. be considerate and keep in mind all these people here who want to use the pcs too hmm?

look, shrimpy, I get ittttt. not everyone can avoid being sad an lonely friendless loser. makin real friends can be hard! but I think u should direct all that energy to somthin a bit healthier, yeah? like making friends with chat gpt. safer and requires less anxiety. seriously thou, go see a therapist or somthin. the robot uprising hasnt actually happened yet u dont need to devote urself to an ai overlord.

i mean. u really handing out invites to the future corpse party on their behalf, huh? tut tut. kiiinnddddaaaa irresponsible, no? or mabbe u dont care?

well thats a bit of a pickle. because you got my little sister involved you maladjusted socially stunted freak.

it will be a pain to replace my hardware, yeah. but I do in fact back up my crap to external drives. u did win this battle. ill give u that. but i will win the war.

i coming for you shrimpy and ill have you and that manipulative little pink toad heads on a pike.

(btw: if u see this mr axolotl, if u try any supernatural bullcrap with me Sec will *know*. no matter how much she likes you she will never forgive u for hurting me. she will Know it was u. and she will disown you. dont wanna lose another “friend” now do u?)

ok good talk! was wonderful catching up with yall :) have a nice day lovelies! ~

Goblin Out ^_^

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