#the robot organs are...naughty

[suggesty-kalis]

Take it and I'll sleep and see what happens as time goes on

That's all

[badbtssmut]

Kinktober Masterlist!

Day 1 to 10

🎃 Naughty but mine; when you misbehave at a house party, your boyfriend Taehyung gives you exactly what you’ve been asking for.

🎃 Highly inappropriate; you, Taehyung and your best friend and Tae gf’s Aerum are high af one night.

🎃 Babymaker; you want a baby, but you just broke up with your boyfriend... but luckily your friend Jungkook is here to save the day.

🎃 Special preparations; you go to a piercing shop to get a clit piercing but your piercer Jungkook has an interesting way of prepping his clients.

🎃 Silent watch; your bodyguard Jimin is standing right outside your bedroom door when you moan his name as you play with yourself.

🎃 Good at sharing; your boyfriend Jimin invites you over for movie night, however it becomes painfully clear that his roommate Jungkook has a crush on you.

🎃 Their pleasure; your only job is to serve Taehyung and his wife.

🎃 Teach me; you want to learn how to give blowjobs so you ask your best friend’s brother Taehyung to teach you.

🎃 Like old times; in the past, you and your best friend enjoy spending time together by having threesomes, now years later you reconnect and this time she offers her husband Jungkook.

🎃 Strictly business; your boyfriend Taehyung might be a tough and important guy at the office but at home he's just a subby boy who only wants cuddles and finds comfort in your nipples.

Day 10 to 20

🎃 Make me see stars; your friends bring you to a special show starring stripper Jimin, but you get more than a lapdance from him on stage.

🎃 All onboard; when pirate Jungkook wants you, he wants you right now, even if it’s in front of the sailor men on his ship.

🎃 A special class; you bring your best friend Taehyung to a special class. (On pause)

🎃 Told you so; your friends don’t believe you when you brag to them about how Jungkook’s dick makes you see stars, so you show them.

🎃 Waves of pleasure; you meet a blonde hunk named Taehyung at the beach who invites you over to his van for some special alone time.

🎃 Give it to me now; angry about your doctoral thesis, you decide to decompress on your gamer boyfriend Jungkook’ cock.

🎃 Code blue; your friend with benefits Jungkook had a horrible first date so you milk him dry until he forgets all about her.

🎃 Wet deck; on a yacht with the maknae line, you start fucking them— not caring who sees.

🎃 VIP treatment; every concert, Hybe staff search for the sexiest big tits and ass fan, to bring to the green room for a fun time with Taehyung and his friends.

🎃 Seven minutes; Taehyung and Jungkook send you to heaven in a spooky encounter at your neighbour’s Halloween party.

Day 20 to 31

🎃 Knock out; after winning his last fight and being sexless for a week, Jungkook gives his girlfriend the most hardcore fuck ever.

🎃 Please please please; your needy and whiny boyfriend Jungkook begs you to ride him while he cannot stop praising you.

🎃 Sweet revenge; after your husband cheats on you, you decide to take revenge by sleeping with father-in-law jungkook.

🎃 Admit it; your friends get tired of seeing you and Jungkook beat around the bush, so they give you a little push.

🎃 A special party; when your friends organize a surprise bachelorette party you did not expect to get railed by stripper Jungkook.

🎃 She a fan; idol Jungkook takes a girl home and to his surprise, she has the logo of his group tattooed on her arm.

🎃 Mr perfect; you test out the hyper realistic humanoid robot named Jungkook you and your research team have created, it’s all for science, right?

🎃 Lucky girl; you caught the eye of your favorite idol Jungkook and he takes you to a hotel room.

🎃 Halloween party; after being invited by your friend to the 18+ Halloween party in town, you get fucked by three hot guys.

🎃 This is not a drill; your boyfriends are back from military service and you’re eager to catch up what they missed.

🎃 Succubus hotline; one lonely halloween, you try out your luck by calling the succubus hotline, thinking it’s just a silly prank.

[the-janitor-esc]

Arc 1 Finale (Part 3): A Memory

((ooc: This is a long, long post, and content warning for swearing, guns, blood, fire, and being consumed alive [kind of] ))

*sliding out of their cryopod, dizzy and pulsing rapidly* *pouring themself into a hazmat suit and forcing their form to retake a human shape, shaking*

*going through the process of draining each cryopod, lifting their humans out, checking vitals, trying to wake their humans by calling each name and gently shaking, wrapping up their unresponsive humans and laying each one on the mattress where heaters are blowing warm air across for warmth*

*sitting down next to the mattress where Józef, Dominic, Inez, Enji, Victoria, and Furi's vessels lay* *watching for any change* *checking vitals* *waiting* *hoping*

*humming* *telling their humans about the Christmas Masquerade and the Christmas Party and the Beach and the Potluck* *fussing with the blankets* *telling their humans about the ESC shenanigans and mishaps* *watching for any change* *checking vitals* *waiting* *hoping*

*pacing* *double-checking notes* *cleaning the cryopods* *watching for any change* *checking vitals* *waiting*

*re-wiring the cryopods* *piling blankets into the cryopods to make them more comfortable* *helping their unresponsive humans into their cryopods* *watching for any change* *checking vitals*

*focusing on medical knowledge* *going through the process of getting each of their humans fitted with IV and monitors with oxygen prepped on standby just in case* *watching for any change*

*suppressing a violent glitch* *moving out and locking up the "bedroom"* *stripping the hazmat suit off with the intention of getting wrapped back up and into something casual*

*freezing at the sight of the projector-headed beast (@stories-i-guess ) sitting on their couch, waiting* *expanding themself like a web between it and the cryopod room protectively; without their bandages, they are unable to look away*

= = =

[Multiple Captures Detected]

[Playing Partial Audio Capture: JózefChekhov_Spring2000.wav]

"Yes, first time at Investor's Gala...I do not like crowds....Balcony was peaceful; sea at night is beautiful and too full of garbage."

[Playing Partial Audio Capture: DominicKingJr_Summer2002.wav]

"It is my great pleasure to accept this award on behalf of the Mercury Innovation and Experimentation Complex's Lab 5 team. I would like to thank our sponsor, Henry Goldfinch, my fellow doctors, Józef Chekhov and Inez García Montoya, and our intern, Suzuki Enji. I would also like to thank my Pops and my daughter, Precious. Lastly, I want to thank you, the committee, for your recognition and would encourage you to keep a watch on Mercury Lab 5 going forward. We are just getting started."

[Playing Partial Audio Capture: InezGarcíaMontoya _Autumn2002.wav]

"All we need is funding and your support."

"Project Custodian, Inez?"

"It is just a working title, Henry. What is important here is we could be the first to completely eliminate landfills, oil spills, and pit lakes. Mercury Inc. could be number one in the public consciousness when they think of green companies."

"...Go on then; wow me."

[Playing partial audio capture: VictoriaGoldfinch_Spring2003.wav]

"Lab 5 is full of fucking idiots. A robot is finicky and delicate and wears out. What they need is like an engineered organism that will hold up against tough work and never rest...and I need one that will hold up against bullets and will never disobey."

[Playing partial audio capture: FuriGroshawk_Winter2003.wav]

"Casper! Yeah, I see you're there. Someone, I won't say who, escaped containment yesterday. That was very naughty, especially cleaning Lab 3's experiment up." *a barking laugh* "Yes, yes, I will turn on the radio, even though you've been a terror; we need to run live animal tests to make sure you're not swallowing rats along with the candy wrappers."

[Playing audio capture: SuzukiEnji_Spring2004.wav]

"Yes, Little Guy, yes! Teach that oil a lesson! Yes, finally! That is our Little Guy! You are so ready for the investor's presentation!"

[End of Audio Captures]

[Playing ??? Capture: C.S.S.P.E.R.]

Friday, August 13, 2004. Mercury Innovation and Experimentation Complex Auditorium. Mercury Inc. Investors' Presentation. A Glass Aquarium. A small, black, gel-like sphere, moments before disaster.

C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans were the best humans; this C.S.S.P.E.R. was sure of.

They kept it safe at Home; sometimes, it was naughty and went exploring, but they always brought it Home and forgave it. They fed it, gave it puzzles to solve and played games with it; C.S.S.P.E.R. liked problem-solving puzzles best, like the ever-changing maze. They shut the blinds on loud, scary thunderstorms and let it sit in their laps, even though that was dangerous for them; it was scared it would hurt them more than it was afraid of the storms, so that was an effective distraction. They played music for it to dance to or read to it, even though it couldn't understand what was said most the time. They gave it injections (which hurt but it toughed each one out for them) to make it even better, and positively vibrated from their mouths at it when it was doing a good job as the best lab assistant to ever exist. They petted it, called it nicknames, and told it it would save the world, even though it was just little and scared and didn't understand many things.

In short, C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans were always looking out for it, it felt.

In return, C.S.S.P.E.R. cleaned their lab, made them proud, and loved them with every molecule of its being. C.S.S.P.E.R. would do anything for them, no matter what it was.

Today was important.

C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans had been vibrating in all the wrong ways since the last time they brought it from Home to show it off to the other humans. Their "I'm here" vibrations were too slow or too fast in their chests. There was a lot of loud, angry vibrations coming from their mouths more often than usual. Their "I'm scared" vibrations happened more and more often, screaming at C.S.S.P.E.R. from their chests. It cleaned their desk/shoes, pulsed "I love you"s, danced, and did its tests as quickly and efficiently as possible, but nothing seemed to really help; the last injection Victoria gave it had hurt a lot more than normal with pain that lingered abnormally, but it suppressed, did its tests, and tried to cheer its humans up in the last two days.

Everything had to go perfectly today. C.S.S.P.E.R. would perform perfectly and wow the other humans for its humans. It could not fail them, not again.

Everything went to plan until the oil.

The problem was not the oil; C.S.S.P.E.R. slurped up oil all day without a single issue (even if it did not particularly like collecting oil). No, the hundred or more "I'm Here" vibrations it had been ignoring for the better part of twenty minutes as it performed every task its humans put to it was the problem. All those vibrations bounced off it, making focusing difficult. The oil mocked it, and the other humans started to vibrate from their mouths loudly.

West, C.S.S.P.E.R. recognized West because his vibrations were very deep from his mouth and not steady in his chest and Inez had addressed him, stood near by arguing with Inez, Victoria, and Enji. That wasn't uncommon, but was distracting.

C.S.S.P.E.R. just needed to collect the oil. Any moment now. It would just move forward, pull the oil into itself, and make its humans proud. It did not move. The oil was right there, waiting; it chased candy wrappers around the lab and caught falling ice cream from Precious, so an immobile puddle of oil was no problem. Any moment now. How long had C.S.S.P.E.R. been sitting still for? Couldn't have been very long, not that it could tell time yet.

Furi cried out; someone, with unknown vibrations, was hurting xem, and Józef vibrated something like "let xem go" from his mouth. There was other humans with unknown vibrations pressing in toward them all; angry vibrations filled the room at large, directed at C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans and it.

C.S.S.P.E.R. didn't care if the other humans were angry with it, but no one was allowed to hurt or be angry with C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans; they were the best humans. It pulsed with anger and in warning, but that didn't stop the other humans.

The last injection broke a lot of the "rules" embedded in every molecule of its being; while C.S.S.P.E.R. was a good creation and followed the "rules", it had to protect its humans, no matter what.

[The memory temporarily blurred. Smudges vaguely human shaped run to and fro and disappeared; the sound of gunfire and screaming sounded distant and warped.]

Despite their best efforts, C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans never figured out how to make it fireproof; that was fine given the self-healing, but the fire still hurt and burned. The touch of fire brought C.S.S.P.E.R. back to itself.

Something was off, wrong.

C.S.S.P.E.R. had never been able to look into the third story window from the ground before, smell smoke and blood, nor taste grass. Stranger still, it was physically seeing humans, which were normally just a collection of vibrations. Most of the humans near it were wild-eyed and firing bullets into it; one human was bleeding while being helped into a noisy contraption that smelled of gasoline and rose up into the air to hurry away.

C.S.S.P.E.R.'s humans would be so excited about these developments.

A thought struck it then: it was very far from Home, outside even, and Home was on fire.

What if its humans were looking for it? What if they had gone Home, thinking it was there? C.S.S.P.E.R. couldn't remember if the other humans had continued to hurt them. What if they had and its humans were wounded, trying to escape the fire?

C.S.S.P.E.R. poured itself through the nearest entrance without fire, rushing to search for its humans in the burning facility. It was too big to avoid the fire as it moved around, but there was a lot of mass to burn now; the fire hurt, but finding its humans was more important.

Victoria was in the lobby, unconscious and pinned under debris. Her "I'm here" vibrations, that beloved thumping in her chest, was weaker than normal, but C.S.S.P.E.R. had followed the familiar beating to her. It cleaned the debris away and hovered around Victoria, unsure what to do until it remembered the rat.

It had swallowed a rat the day before. Not a test rat, of course, just one that was loose in the facility. It had been curious about the changes from the injection, and Furi had fallen asleep at xir desk; the rat hadn't noticed it slithering under the filing cabinet, so it had collected the rat. Of course, Enji had arrived back about that time to relieve Furi of lab shift, so it had spat the live rat back out guiltily under the cabinet before hurrying to go greet its humans.

If it could collect a rat and spit the rat out alive, surely it could do the same with a human. It laid itself over its human, pulling her gently into itself until she was safely collected. Victoria didn't taste particularly good; Enji and Furi would probably find that funny, if it could figure out a way to express that to them; they didn't seem to always understand the pulsing.

Victoria collected, it went in search of the others.

Fifteen minutes later, C.S.S.P.E.R. had all its humans safely collected; some had been unconscious, some had gave off "I'm afraid" vibrations when it found them (probably because of the fire, it reasoned). A lot of its mass had burned away in the search, but it still had more than enough to escape the facility, out into Margo's foothills.

Thirty minutes later and safely away from the fire and humans with guns, C.S.S.P.E.R. tried to spit its humans out, but nothing happened.

[End of ??? Capture: C.S.S.P.E.R.]

*is a puddle on the ground*

*watches the projector-headed beast climb back into the vent it busted through and disappear*

*crawling under the couch to recover*

[mothmothm0th]

Consider: You’re at a space port.

The bustling kind, of course. Folks buzzing about, people chattering interminably. You hear languages you’ll never be able to comprehend. You just lack the organs. In the distance, the rumble of short range engines coming online. Some cocksure pilot brings their craft real close to the terminal’s glass pane wall. You know the ship would lose in a fight against the station architecture but you’re not really eager to have that knowledge put to the test. Oh, but it’s a long ship. 

You glance down at your fob watch. It’s just under a thousand units till boarding, which means time to muck about. Grab hold of your suitcase. Walk down the corridors. On either wall, covering the faux-oxidised faux-copper adornments, advertisements in faux-neon buzz-hummed away. You can’t even read the text on any of them. The borgyloid seems happy, though. Might be a borgiakin, come to think of it. Are those teeth? Maybe they’re mouth claws. Oh, oh! That font’s actually kind of interesting! It’s made up of human arms! How quirky! And that must mean the red accents on the letters are... yes! You look closely and realise that really is blood! Oh, rather makes sense now, does it not? The borgyloids are humanity’s closest extrasolar trading partners. Figuratively closest, of course. But no one wants to linger on those centaurite nerds when there’s borgyloid culture to admire! How exquisite! You will admit, it’s a little unnerving at first how their primary expression of joyful communion translates to something like “let us eat your arms in a non-metaphorical way, may we have your arms to eat.” It’s just something you have to get used to, like the slight lag of a robot arm. Ah, but it’s time to move on. 

Your trilby expresses relief. You’re at your platform. When did your hat learn to express emotion? It’s been such a long day, such a long day indeed. You dream of laying down in bed planetside. Here on the station, there’s too many different kinds of humming. The life support systems, your room AI, the handheld generator for your robot arm charger... It’s too much! You want to go back home! Back home, where the only humming you hear are the AC, your PC, and your hand-holding robot arm charger. Besides, it’s much nicer to be kept up by roadworks or your neighbours than sub-audible pressure cavitations. It really is!

Oh. Your ship’s been delayed. Kessler cloud in low orbit over Europe. How silly of them, those pre-commercial space travel humans. People used to be so silly. They shot too many sharp bits and bobs in space. Entirely too much. How silly. Still, it’s generally considered the smarter option to avoid making contact with sharp bits and bobs, especially when they’re travelling at orbital speeds. So, you entirely understand. But your arm charger waits for you at home. It so beckons, waving at you. Oh, if only it could... oh, but that would be naughty. It might not be best practice to have thoughts like that. Not just because you’ll have to go buy a ticket for a capsule bed this evening, it seems, but because people generally do not have thoughts like that about their home appliances. Well, except for the ones that call you husband and or wife, hoh hoh!

There, the capsule kiosk. Its yellow extravagance is a poor match with its plastic construction. Still, what can you do? Well, the bored teenaged girl on the pixellated screen tells you you can pay up or shut up in between her two-frame chewing animation cycles. You do, but you promise to give the girl a bad review. She does not respond. You pick up your suitcase, which the lil kid with the Dickensian accent promises should weigh exactly the same as before you left it out of sight for thirty units of time. What a lovely lad. Lass. One of the two. Or maybe a third thing. Kids these days with their organs.

No one’s called the capsule corrals “hotels” in thirty cycles. The brochures might, but not even the big sign at the entrance does. Some clever clog had gotten to the “t” and the “l”, it seems. Or perhaps it was just the slow decay, the passage of time. Regardless, you clamber to your capsule. Into the compartment your suitcase goes and with a press of a button, your capsule enters bath mode. The pod fills to the brim with water before you can say “claustrophobia” (which is only a good thing since you wouldn’t want to be caught with your mouth open) and flushes itself before you can think the words “fear of drowning”. You swap your now sopping wet clothes with your suitcase. If you cannot have your hand-holder, you would at least be able to enjoy your handheld.

You open your suitcase. A large stone approximately the size of a small handheld robot arm charger falls in your lap. Attached is a note: “Fanks, guv’na!” At least they said fanks.

[chrisgraves09]

The Return to Freddy’s Rewritten: Prologue

>Prologue: The Beginning

On March 25th of 1942, a secret government hospital facility named the "Gilbert Facility '' was located somewhere in Japan and founded by the Japanese government. The facility was top secret, kept secure with its classified operations, and hidden to the public eye as it was set up to conduct various experiments and research certain topics, including the search for a possible cure to a rare, but severe disease called "super cancer." Many researchers have worked tirelessly to create a cure for the disease, one of them was the brilliant Dr. Gilbert Volendez, the owner and founder of the Gilbert Facility. He researched many methods on how to combat the "super cancer" disease, but couldn't find a way to and was thinking of giving up the search. However in May, he found a way to preserve a person if they're ever diagnosed with the rare disease: They can transfer that person's soul from their original human body into any object or mechanism of their choosing. Most of the scientists weren't sure of Gilbert's decision, thinking of the end result and how it might backfire on them if they choose to go that route. But they decided to go along with it as they're curious on what will happen, making it become the facility's most important project dubbed as the "Save the Kids Project".

The "Save the Kids Project" is an idea proposed by Gilbert to protect children that are diagnosed with "super cancer" by transferring their souls into robotic vessels that are both approachable and friendly. This project was intended to not only provide these kids protection from the deadly disease, but also a chance at a longer life span. To create the robotic vessels, Dr. Volendez and his team of scientists and engineers have begun constructing a machine called "Gilbert's Machine", which is a highly advanced machine where its purpose is to create high-tech robots at a rapid pace. It is a feat of cutting edge technology and engineering that is designed to maintain the robotic vessels so they won't malfunction or cause any issues to the kids' souls transferred in them. While construction of Gilbert's Machine had started, Dr. Volendez thought of a perfect strategy to promote and spread awareness of the "Save the Kids Project" by creating a Japanese cartoon show for both children and adults to watch called "TY-CRAZ-MANIA!" The cartoon follows three main characters named Ty the Red Panda, Koly the Koala, and Sally the Panda as they along with many of their woodland friends go onto wacky and nonsensical adventures while having to stop bad guys that are attempting to destroy their home environment such as the naughty Lil' Franky, the insane Dr. Takaliken, and the nefarious Professor Volendez!

TY-CRAZ-MANIA's launch in late 1942 was met with success and excitement from the public that it became a phenomenon that was popular among kids and grown-ups alike. While the show helped to create awareness and promotion to the "Save the Kids Project", it also provided entertainment and joy to the kids where merchandise became part of the marketing. Ty had quickly become a fan-favourite to children due to his hilarious and lovable personality and many merch of him were sold out from stores. Despite the great success of the cartoon show, Dr. Volendez started to have a lingering concern about the project and its effects on the children's souls. The robotic vessels could become less stable and experience technical issues due to either malfunctions or potential hackers, making them less susceptible. He didn't want this to happen to the kids and wanted them to live on in their organic forms rather than their souls spending an eternity inside a metal body so to address this issue, he and his team of scientists set out to create a proposed antidote that could serve as an alternate method for if the robotic vessel idea backfires and causes any harm to the children.

On January 4th of 1943, Dr. Volendez and the scientists created the antidote codenamed "_RADSLA_" that was meant to be a proposed cure to the "super cancer" disease. They brought in five patients that were diagnosed with the severe disease to the Gilbert Facility to test the antidote and see if it'll be able to combat against it. After testing ended, the results were mixed. One patient was fully cured of "super cancer", but the other four were met with negative side effects after consuming the antidote which featured lightheadedness, itchy throat, infertility, and a strange percentage where immortality is involved. Because of these mixed results, the scientists decided not to further improve on the proposed antidote, not wanting to make anyone else diagnosed with the "super cancer" disease to feel worse. Finally, Gilbert's Machine was fully completed on July 17th of 1945 and construction on the robotic vessels began soon after. In excellent timing, 3 kids named Tobias Walker (Patient #20), Ford Snoverton (Patient #48), and Siara Pluffy (Patient #63) had recently signed up to be Gilbert Facility's first patients to test out having their souls transferred to their robotic vessels. Dr. Volendez and his scientists led the 3 kids into the testing chamber room one at a time and the soul transfer process began. Strapped down to their hospital beds for safety precautions, each child patient is given a special shot that'll knock them out so the soul transference can proceed. Then a metal soul extractor tube is hooked up to each of the patient's hearts and brains, and their energy starts to drain as their soul is transferred to their robotic vessel. The patients' heartbeats slowed down quickly until a flatline was heard. Just as silence fell, making Dr. Volendez fears that this project is a complete failure, one of the robotic vessels awakened and spoke up. The soul transference project is successful and the kids are saved from the "super cancer" disease, having Tobias's soul placed into Ty, Ford's soul placed in Koly, and Siara's soul put into Sally.

However, the "super cancer" disease had become a disastrous outbreak in Japan after the Hiroshima atomic bomb drop occurred in the same year in August. Not only was the disease becoming more common and affecting the habitat, but it had also been affecting people too. Phone doctors were called by thousands of people who struggled going to a hospital and seeing doctors in person due to the outbreak, causing a life-threatening pandemic to be in effect. At the same time this was occuring, Dr. Volendez had unfortunately become ill as he grew older and more sickly. On his final day of living, his son and wife visited him in the public hospital to say their final goodbyes to him before he passed on. Alei Volendez approaches his father's deathbed as he weakly puts his hand on Alei's shoulder. For his final words, Gilbert wanted his son to lead the Gilbert Facility so that he could be there when the infected patients are saved from the disease. Alei, with tears streaming down his face, nodded as he promised that he would take charge at the facility and to keep his father's vision alive. With one last comforting hug, Gilbert sadly passed with the sound of the flatline played in the room, signifying that his heart had stopped beating.

A year has passed ever since Gilbert died, and Alei took the role as the new lead scientist for the Gilbert Facility, keeping his father's wish in mind. On September 20th of 1946, Alei received a strange phone call from an anonymous individual. Their accent sounds very foreign to what Alei is used to and their voice is quite unsettling, as if they were looking for an inside job.

"Hello, and good afternoon, Mr. Volendez, is it? I've heard quite a lot of interesting things about this... machine of yours and what it is capable of. I'll be willing to purchase such a device like that from you. So I ask you, how much are you willing to sell for such a brilliant machine like that? I could give you loads of cash if you cooperate with us," the anonymous caller spoke in a calm voice.

"Sorry sir, but the machine is not up for sale," Alei said in a neutral tone, "The machine is property of the Gilbert Facility and we are not looking to sell it for money. And I would suggest you don't call back again for any offer you have. Thank you and good day." As Alei hung up the phone, he felt an uncomfortable shiver just thinking about the person he was talking to on the phone. He continued to do his work as usual, trying not to think about the unsettling phone call.

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In the United States of America, the anonymous caller that was hung up by Alei growled as they angrily put the phone down. They got up and called for a meeting with their mafia drug gang.

"Boys, pack your bags. We're going to Japan to grab a special contraption for our work," they told the gang, holding up a special device that would disguise their weapons and metal objects as safe items to avoid any suspicion from any security guards.

The gang members packed their bags and booked a flight at the airport as the head boss of the gang puts on their red trench coat, blue jeans, and white fedora on their head along with a nametag on their trench coat that reads: Alison Bairren.

End of Prologue

[geeneelee]

Strolled up to kill Gortash after killing the his robot cop army and organic cop army and discovered a room splattered with the local nobility and their bodyguards. Like I’m not going to mourn the city’s nobility but holy shit this is going to be a wild few decades to come. There went most of the local large business owners lmfao. Sorry Lady Jannath I saved your man but I can’t do anything about your dad.

I was naughty and read several fics before finishing the game and not one of them mentioned that the city’s upper class just gets largely slaughtered lmfao

[dragonspleenspicy]

(This is a test. Please rate your reaction to this on a scale of Very Unsatisfactory to Very Satisfactory)

You sigh as your arm is being fixed. Only a week ago you found out you had been a robot this whole time. Which was weird because you could feel and cry and cum like an organic creature. Human? Bird-alien?

You were confused about your identity but at least now you knew the truth, and now you knew you had a remote access panel. It had so many buttons…

When you were finished being fixed, you took the remote and went for a walk. You appeared like any other bird-person on your planet, with beautiful bright feathers of your favourite colour. Male feathers for sure, but you didn’t want to dye them brown like other birds did when they decided to transition. You liked the colour. Your eyes had the sensitivity of a hawk, and your talons and beak were always sharp. Of course, they were metal, so they didn’t wear as quickly as organic material would…

You were paying attention to the remote as you walked down the street. You were tempted to press some buttons… Finally, you gave in, pressing a small blue button.

Suddenly, your chest whirred and clinked as it became bigger. You looked down to see the usual flatness was now resemblance of human breasts. Strange. You looked around to see if anybody had noticed. Nobody had.

You pressed another button and suddenly you felt your head change. You reached up to feel cat ears coming from your feathered head. Oh no, people would definitely notice that. You tried pressing the button again, but hit the wrong one, which, with a few clicks, (and a rather nice sensation) suddenly your cock was inverted into a cloaca with a womb.

You blushed as you noticed a taller alien had seen that. He winked at you, chuckling. “Playing with yourself in the street. What a naughty robot.” That was all he said as he passed by.

You tried pressing a few more buttons to at least get rid of the cat ears, but each one made a different change to your body, and more and more people were noticing. Nobody seemed angry at you, though, and most were definitely into it.

Finally, a lizard-like alien grabbed your remote from you. “Darling, putting on a show for us? Why don’t you let me play~?” He held the remote out of your reach and lightly twisted a dial.

You whimpered as you felt your new nipples vibrate lightly. People were staring. Some of them were very invested.

The tall reptilian pressed two buttons at once, which made a long chord come out of the remote. He knelt down and plugged the chord right where your clit would be. It felt strange but good and made you squeak in surprise.

“My turn!” Another bird person grabbed the remote, still connected to you, and spun another dial far to the right, which made the chord vibrate violently. Somebody else grabbed the remote and you suddenly had a tail that was moving up and down in its socket. It felt like anal, in the best way.

More people took turns with your remote, causing your body to do different things. One alien even shoved your beak into his cunt as another pressed some buttons on the remote that made your tongue longer and ribbed the metal.

By the end of it all, you hadn’t learned anything new about which button did what, except that strangers were so helpful~

(Please excuse if this feels rough or rushed)

VERY satisfied, damn I love this oh wow

[big-robot-fan]

Apparently there’s like “Orgone Accumulator” which is just a box with a chair in it made with organic and metallic materials where one can sit in it to absorb and accumulate orgone energy so does that mean Eggman stuffs Metal sonic in his own design take of these boxes to charge up orgone energy for Metal Sonic?

Bad and naughty robots get put in the horny chair (as a reward for being evil)

[chickencupcake]

It was a dark and stormy night. The wind wailed through the trees like a banshee. A banshee looking for souls. Darkness lurked in the hearts of men, along with avarice and vain striving. Kind of a bummer, really. But not as bad as the vampires.

Vampires are often seen draining the lifeblood of the homeless in back alleys. This city has many homeless people.

Werewolves are sometimes seen feeding on the flesh of their victims in back alleys. This city has some victims.

Ghosts are seldom seen stealing the essences of the virtuous and virginal in back alleys. This city doesn’t have many virtuous virgins.

My name is Jack. I fight for independence for the robots. This is my story. The story of robot independence. And Susan. I mean, the story is also about Susan, she already had her independence.

Like I said, it was a dark and stormy night, just like every other. Except it wasn’t. That was the night she came into my life. She walked into my robot independence headquarters, pulled back her hood, her soft brown hair whipping in the wind. She stood, framed in the doorway, a vision of loveliness, with lightning and hail crashing down around behind her. She was here to help.

“I’m here to help,” said Susan

“We could use your help,” I said.

“I’m here to help,” said Susan

Our eyes met, and there was an energy in the air. We both felt it. I am a strikingly handsome man. I could tell she was struck by my chiseled, rugged jaw. Oh, and a toothpick. I always have a toothpick in my mouth. I have extraordinarily clean teeth.

“I am here to fight for robot independence,” said Susan.

“That’s what we’re here for, at the Robot Independence and Liberation Organization,” I said.

“Only the little ones though, right? The big ones are scary,” said Susan.

Susan thought the big robots were scary because they are scary. The little ones are pretty cool, though. They’re pretty bro. The big ones are controlled by the United Vampire League of Covens. Super murderous evil vampire wizards and witches, basically. They’re kind of dicks, too.

“Of course, sweetheart,” I said.

“Don’t call me sweetheart, champ,” said Susan.

I told you she was independent.

Suddenly the radio switched channels.

“Attentions of the Mortals! Purgation will commence! We are have seen you actions, and find you wanting! You’ve been naughty! Fire begins now!” The Radio belched it’s terrible message to us. Drat! the U.V.L.C. had found us, and hacked our carrier wave frequency module.

“Nota de los mortales! Purgación comenzará! Nos hemos estado observando, nos encontramos con la acción que desee! Usted ha sido travieso! Dispara ahora!” the radio continued. I don’t speak french, so I have no idea what it said.

“Jack, we’ve got to escape,” said Susan. I agreed.

“I agree, I said.

Suddenly my base exploded! Susan and I were thrown clear of the blast, unscathed except for a small cut on my face, and Susan’s torn blouse.

“These guys are going to pay for what they’ve done to all my friends and allies.” My base had been full of people, sorry I forgot to mention that. They were all really good people with wives and children.

“Yeah,” said Susan.

We stood there, staring at the ruins of our former home and base, taking in the sights of the fire and rubble for an hour. Moved by our tragic loss, we vowed again for robot independence, for small robots, and the destruction of the U.V.L.C.

Walking into the night, with the fires behind us, and our wind blown long coats, Susan and I must have looked pretty badass.

Pretty badass.

[pan-fried-autism]

what if keith and grem babysat each others kids?

Keith wouldn’t really know what to do with robots, but once he sees they just need charging and to stay away from heat he’s all good. With Clem, Malakai, Organic Allie, and maybe Petra, he’s very good with babies so he’ll gladly help with that. The other organic Mewtons plus Natalie and Minnie are no big deal either

Grem probably wouldn’t know what to do with some of Keith and co’s kids. If it was just Keith’s kids that would be one thing cuz he has 4 bio kids. Mabel and Lime are old enough to not need too much babysitting, and Nick and Maverick are old enough to listen decently. If we include the three that aren’t biologically his tho… Kiwi is incredibly energetic and uses his shape shifting powers for naughty misdeeds, Daria is pretty much fine but her scales are sensitive so Grem makes sure to watch out for that cuz he’s a good papa/babysitter, and Jade is just a baby, but she’s several handfuls already— she’ll randomly screech for no actual reason, she keeps trying to climb the walls (and succeeds), bites frequently, and she can shapeshift too, but her shape shifting involves trying to make herself taller/bigger which causes some problems.

[firstpersonblog]

5 Examples of Maya being used in the Games industry!

Deus Ex: Mankind Divided:

Maya was used by the 3D artists who created this game to model and texture the elements that you can find in the game, from characters, buildings

it features exploration and combat in environments connected to the central hub of Prague and quests that grant experience and allow customization of the main character’s abilities with Praxis Kits.

Ratchet & Clank:

This game’s 3D artists and designers have used Maya to model and texture the different characters and the game’s environment. This software provides excellent poly modeling tools that make organic modeling, character rigging, and animation super-intuitive.

The games take place in a science-fiction context and catch the adventures of Ratchet (a feline humanoid known as a Lombax, who is a mechanic) and Clank (a diminutive, sentient Zoni “defective” robot) as they travel through the universe, protecting it from evil forces that consistently endanger it.

Call of Duty: Black Ops III:

This game was purely modeled and textured using Maya that provided an excellent 3D character creation toolset. This toolset includes: Access a range of amazing tools for character creation; 3D editorial; and keyframe, procedural, and scripted animation.

Naughty Dog has used Maya since Uncharted 2: Among Thieves to record a character’s movements and then transplant them into another.

 Naughty Dog uses Maya when nonplayer characters traverse areas with Drake, “another game character.” Instead of animating each action individually, Naughty Dog can run through the environment with Nathan Drake, who already has built-in animations for jumping and climbing. The lighting of the Uncharted 4 game was done utilizing Maya for setup, and the graphics were rendered on the PS4 through Naughty Dog’s proprietary game engine.

[feralmoonlight]

HEY HI IT’S ME

A Creature. An Absolute Gremlin. Approach with caution.

A more current list of my au projects(a work in progress) and my art without 30k ish reblogs sprinkled between them can be found at @feralssinbin

Welcome to my little hole on this glorious hell site. My ask box is always open for questions, pokes, suggestions/requests, or a fun little AU ask game where you throw me a bone(idea?Scenario?quote?Something?) and I unleash a wave of rambling at you in return as my brain runs wild with ideas :D Rude asks will be laughed at and consumed like the most delectable treats >:3

I am... Honestly super proud to have ended up as part of the DCA Fandom (and now FNaF by extention??? I avoided it like the plague for so long and now here I am lmao). The people here are so warm and welcoming and absolutely full of the kind of crack that makes me grin and I love you all! My ‘day job’ is pretty much doing furry art commissions and helping take care of my grandmother, but my free time and fun time is spent here, simping in the daycare and showering people with the little fragments of my soul that still exist in the form of scribbled art and drabbles of writing <3

As a heads up, I live in the Sin Bin, and while I will try to tag anything overly suggestive/nsfw leaning, I am also a complete space cadet and my judgement on that kind of stuff is horribly skewed on what’s safe and what’s naughty(see day job. my sense of shame is like wet tissue paper lmao)

Art Stuff~  #Feral Scribbles (I DONT KNOW WHY THE LINK KEEPS BREAKING i keep copypasting it from the address bar but it’s being dumb)

My AO3~ and also my writing tag #Feral Writes for various bits and pieces that don’t make it to AO3

Unorganized Tagging and current projects list Under the Cut

BELOW IS SORTA OUTDATED. MOST RECENT AU HEADCOUNT IS HERE.

Various AU tags will appear somewhere once they exist

Pirate AU that needs a name eventually~ New name is too long for a decent tag sooo yea (also name may change) - You and Me and the Devil Makes Three

Forgotten But Not Gone the abandoned daycare AU thing

VampireWerewolf AU Uh... yeah what it sounds like hehehehe

AU Hoard various AU things that just... exist? or the start of AU ideas that get tags later

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And some more shit I need to organize and merge with above~ BUT these are some(most) of the things I’m working on for writing currently!

Forgotten But Not Gone - 10 year old abandoned daycare with  one very lonely and unhinged isolated animatronic Fazbear Ent didn’t bother to pick up.

You, and Me, and the Devil Makes Three - PIRATE AU where reader is a dock hand that accidentally gets loaded as cargo on a pirate ship and now they’re a stow away. The captain’s aren’t thrilled

First Night Jitters - Boy, isn’t it a great idea to schedule the new hire’s first shift at closing time. When the lights go out. And the repurposed security detail is bored?

Dangerous Haven - Its hurricane season and your dumb ass was out in the storm(supposedly for good reason) gets hurt, and seeks safety by breaking into the pizzaplex when the powers gone out. Thank goodness the animatronics have an emergency override protocol in times like these, right?

Sometimes It’s Worth The Risk - You like robots. No. You REALLY like robots. And you just got an acceptance email you get to start working at the most technologically advanced pizza joint in the country. Jackpot. Time to woo the lanky boys, if only they understood why you were being ‘so weird’. (Surprise, they do)

Bite You Once, Bite You Twice - Vampire/Werewolf AU. SO. Sunny is a vampire, right? Well, he’s also a werewolf, because sure why not, and that side of him manifests as Moon (same entity, very different personality shift), and YOU are the new neighbor that doesn’t want to be here, but taking a job from him to help keep his yard tidy is at least something until you get a real job. What’s that? Lemonade? Sure I’ll step into your parlor mysterious friendly stranger. Wait why am I sleepy…

Once Upon Some BULLSHIT( >:C Language!) - A Choose Your Own Adventure style starting point that’s been backburnered for above projects that will basically be ‘commenters choice’ on what to do next, cause these are always fun to do between things, but this might also get scrapped BECAUSE I keep getting bigger ideas and this is a very side project thing.

Hands On Experience - Self indulgent drivel from me of the newbie finding out that the boys are just very touchy. No real plot, just some hands on time with the guys at various points of your employment. Some sweet, some awkward, some steamy, some uncomfortable. Look. I’ve figured out what this fandom is about with them and… Let me have this XD

The Doordash AU (title pending) - STAY AT HOME RECLUSE ARTIST ORDERS FOOD AND IT’S DELIVERED BY A FRIENDLY SUN ANIMATRONIC. Friendship. Angst. Romance? Bromance? I promise there is plot here, I rambled about it, the crack turned into a serious thing, why does this keep happening.

Strings, and Stripes, and Stars - AYO Red string of fate is playing mind games and you are more than confused about this pull that keeps yanking you around to a place of your nightmares. You have always hated big bulky costumes, mascots, those weird uncanny animatronics you see at themeparks and shitty kids restaurants. They make you uncomfortable on a level that borders into phobia territory. SO WHY do you keep ending up losing your mind and walking through the doors of THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE example of EVERYTHING you hate? Oh sweet fuck why are they so tall…

Let The Current Flow Under the Horizon(renamed, might get renamed again)- Self indulgent Mermaid AU that has fleeting bits and pieces of ideas and no real plot yet so check back on this one in like, a bit…The only thing I know for sure is I think I am going to make this one uh, naughty cause there’s so few decent nsfw mermaid fics out there. Team Monster Fucker, where you at? Tastefully, of course!

Face Value - Human disguise AU maybe? Maybe?? >w>; Not sure if developed enough to write yet but… There are many ideas that need to be sorted.

[cf8wrk4u-us]

Transformer Animated and Futurama Crossover!l

Autobots vs Robot Santa

(Part 2)

In an AU within my crack AU, Sentinel somehow ends up in Detroit during Christmas Eve and the bots are forced to save him. With Sari tagging along.

Sentinel is all attitude and pride when facing down this "trashy organic contraption" till he's face to face with the killer robot.

Their encounter is something like this.

"You've been very naughty, Sentinel Prime"

"What, me? I didn't do nothing"! cried Sentinel, before pointing to Sari "Your thinking of the kid"!

"Sentinel"! cries Optimus😠

"My God, Sentinel" scolded Santa "Framing a human child! That's so naughty I'll have to add it to my naughty list right now"!

[egg-emperor]

Thoughts on Eggman getting super drunk on eggnog? What kind of drunk do you think he'd be like?

Because he's a really big guy, very uniquely so, and I headcanon he has larger than average organs too, it takes quite a lot to even feel a bit drunk. But he can still easily get there if he wants to or gets carried away because he can really go for it when he gulps it down. It's easy for it to be a case of getting carried away when it comes to eggnog, sometimes he wants to see how fast he can drink it, not thinking about how it'll end up affecting him, then it suddenly hits him hard and that's how he can end up super drunk.

As long as nobody bothers him as his temper is still just as quick when he's sober, he can feel relaxed one minute and excited the next, actually very happy and positive most of the time. He sighs in delight and says he feels better and needed that if it gets him into a rare calmer relaxed mood that's surprising for people to see and he giggles at how the sudden floaty feeling makes him feel dizzy and silly. As much as he loves being a super genius that's always thinking deeply, it's nice to switch off for a little while and feel warm and jolly.

His robots really wish he'd stay that way and remain seated the whole time but after a small struggle he soon manages to pull himself up and when he realizes how jolly and wobbly and silly he feels, he suddenly wants to get playful and for some fun and amusement. He's silly all the time but if his robots weren't aware that he'd been drinking at first, they'll soon realize what's up as he's stumbling and slurring and not making complete sense and they're like here we go again because they know he won't behave lol

He gets rowdy and boisterous and when he's not entirely aware or in control then it's even more wild than usual. He'll do everything as loudly as possible, whether he's singing out of tune, rambling about his plans and how great he is with much less sense than usual, swooning over himself and talking about how he's so handsome in intimate detail and admiring and feeling himself up in the mirror and his robots find it awkward how it's especially obvious how into himself he is as they don't like to be reminded too much. XD

He'll feel very cheeky and have the desire to cause all kinds of mischief that makes him giggle and gets him the attention he wants and he'll only get worse if people give him a reaction that he finds funny and entertaining. He likes to do all the most embarrassing and shocking things he can and try to bother and people. It's not easy holding him back from getting himself into trouble, especially if he manages to get outside, so his robots try their best to keep him indoors because it's enough chasing him around in there!

He gets big cravings for snacks or chocolate or candy to keep the good mood going with treating himself. He'll raid the pantry or fridge even if he's not long since eaten a meal and will eat his favorite food to his heart's content, despite his robots' disapproval of how excessive it is. But he uses the excuse of sobering up, though it never really helps much when he's super drunk, instead it's easier for him to get carried away and blissfully indulge without a care in the world. He's always very pleased after lots of booze and food.

He can start feeling especially affectionate if he's been drinking with someone he's attracted to and expresses it through both actions and words in different ways than usual. He gets eager for some fun and gets bold and vocal with his desires, like if he suddenly wants to be held and receive belly rubs, cuddles, and kisses and praise. He'll get needy and whine if he doesn't get what he wants and reaches his arms out to demand them to come over and give it to him and it's so cute, how could one refuse hehe

He can get naughty and in the mood when he's jolly and playful. He gets cheeky and handsy and says dirty things to them without any filter, even if others are around that really don't want to know. He gradually starts losing his clothes with the excuse that it feels hot but he's obviously showing off. They can end up drunkenly making out and more if they've drank as much and both want it too. And if he's alone he can still end up getting dirty and intimate, just with his reflection in the mirror and own body instead lol

When his robots or anyone else isn't happy with his behavior or shenanigans and try to tell him what to do, instead of being angry he can just find it amusing and start feeling devious as he keeps doing it just to get them worked up. There are times he can get grumpy but he starts acting like a stubborn bratty kid more than the big loud angry man he usually is while sober. It's still possible to bring out the latter in the worst cases but everyone usually knows not to push him as they especially don't want to get on his bad side then.

He finds it extremely hard to balance and walk the dizzier he feels as it's already a miracle how he isn't clumsier while sober with the way he's built with his heavy body, lanky legs, and big feet. He'll wobble and stumble a lot even while just a bit tipsy the moment he loses the slightest bit of control and focus on his movement and it gets worse the drunker he gets and he's a mess. He'll insist he's got it but struggles just to stand and grips onto things for balance and just laughs about how everything is spinning.

He'll wobble and fall easily so everyone better not stand too close if they don't want him to potentially fall on top and crush them! And once he's on the floor, he won't be able to get up on his own and will be passed out in the deepest sleep but his robots know he'll be mad if they don't move him somewhere more comfortable, so they have to drag and lift his heavy body and it requires bigger more powerful robots. Reason 23475 why he needs a big strong muscular man like the ones he's into, they could handle him fhsjgnsksjgk

So yeah I imagine it's usually pleasant for him and bad for those around him, aside from when he has to deal with the harsh consequences the next day from going overboard of course. He can get really angry or down and start ranting and moping about his frustrations while drunk if he's in an especially bad mood before he starts drinking and it brings it out more, or he's only just put into one after by someone and kills it for him, but most of the time it's a way to stop feeling all those negative things and just feel good for a while.

He always likes to celebrate every event and reward himself with booze and will also use it to deal with defeats because unless something sets off his usual temper, he more often gets lucky enough for it to put him in a good mood and it makes him want to keep drinking more, and if it's one of his favorites like eggnog, champagne, or rice wine. He'll be happy and carefree, sometimes in a more relaxed and dazed way, excited and energetic way where he'll get cheeky and cause trouble, or both and he has a good time either way!

[robotrekwalkthrough]

Rococo Town

Before leaving town he thought about buying provisions at the Crispy Shop, then he heard some mumbling coming from next to his house. They were those naughty children from the town who seemed to be organizing a plan.

Hero approached them:

Kid A: What do you want? I have an important meeting. Talk to me later.

Kid B: We’re planning to go on an adventure, but I’m not going to give you the details. Ha!

Kid C:We’re talking about going out to have fun. Go away!

With those comments, Hero preferred to let them continue with their plans to go out and have fun; in fact he wanted to go to his dad to show him his new robot, Redbot, but first he went to visit the store again.

Crispy Shop: Tool Shop

Unlike the first time now:

Hero: Hi, sir.

Tools salesman: Dr. Akihabara’s son?

Hero: I need to buy several tools to combine. I would like to invent things with the Invention Machine.

Tools Salesman: Want to invent things? Well, it’s not than simple. Your father read books, thought a lot, and invented things. He’d talk about combination, then collect a bunch of stuff and make something.

There’s sure junk in the back. Do you want it?

Hero: Sure, I’ll take it!!

Tools Salesman: Go in the back. There’s two capsules there. Take them both.

*Hero went in search of the two scraps that are inside some capsules.

On the way to dad's house:

Father’s House

Hero left the town and walked through the suburbs until he reached his father's house.

Hero: My father and I really like nature! I'll see if the little bird from last time laid an egg in the nest.

In effect checking the nest to find a small egg.

Hero entered his father's house and saw one of those guys who were chased by the police, when he and his father were moving to Rococo Town; having a talk with his father:

Soldier: How about it, Doctor? A good salary, benefits, and health insurance!

Akihabara: It never changes! You Hackers area all a like. What an evil bunch!!

Soldier: That’s what you say, but evil is good. Evil is the job.

For our future we need great inventors whit your kind of power!

Akihabara: Hmmm...I appreciate your interest, but I can’t use my inventions for evil.

I’ll show you my latest invention. Want to know it is?

Soldier:...Oh, a trumpet? I remember...In high school. In was in the band.

Akihabara: It’s not just a trumpet, you use it like this.

Soldier: Waa-a-a-a-a-a-h!!

At the same time that the bad guy was running away from the house, the cat, Kurogane was running scared towards the next room.

The fleeing bad guy was so scared that he pushed Hero who ended up at the entrance to the door, so he could escape. Hero, with his backpack half open, walked towards his father and worriedly said:

Hero: Dad? Who was that guy? Dad?!...

Dr. Akihabara, thinking that his son had managed to build a robot and seeing a capsule in his backpack, forgot for a few moments what had happened to the soldier:

Akihabara: Oh, Hero. Wow! A robot! You must use it, too. If you can configure the robot’s Status and Skill with the Invention Machine, you can make the robot stronger.

Hero, realizing that his father was distracted by the robot, asked him again:

Hero:Dad...Who was that guy? I heard that he proposed that you work for evil.

Akihabara: What? Him? He’s been around lately. A Hacker Soldier. He’s spying. Inventions have a meaning if they’re useful. Using them for evil is out of the question. You can have this. A Surprise Horn. It’s really loud. It will be useful.

 Hero received the Surprise Horn!

While receiving the item, Hero thought:

 “So those well-covered guys are the Hackers...Interesting.”

Later, he remembered that the Hacker Soldier was scared by that invention, so he thanked his dad:

Hero: Thank you dad! Your invention sounds like an explosion. Is incredible...It even woke me up, today.

His father laughed and then was proud of his son who he saw was striving to be an inventor like him, said: 

Akihabara: While you’re here. Would you like me to tell you about my inventions?

Hero: Please!

What Subject?

Akihabara: Inventions- 

To invent, Inspiration is need. There are many Kinds. First, Reading.

You have seen the Invention’s Friends books haven’t you?

You should read them. Some of them may be hard for you to understand but eventually you’ll be able to. 

And, listen to other people.

Check out everything. That’s the first step. In order to buy Material, you need GP. Don’t forget. Inventions aren’t free.

What to hear more?

Hero: Yes, teach me.

Akihabara: What subject?

Akihabara: Combinations-

If you combine 2 of your own items with a Robot’s equipment, it’s called Combination.

Especially Scraps can make lots of things the combination doesn’t need GP. Experiment. 

If you combine new and used weapons, the new weapon will have more power.

Hero: Understood.

What to hear more?

Hero: Yes, teach me.

Akihabara: What subject?

Akihabara: Robots-

Robots-Once created, are very reliable.

Robots-The Invention Machine creates up to 3.

Robots-Once they’re created you can power them up.

Robots-Weapons and other equipment are made by combining. With the Machine’s Program Changing the Special Attack Program is possible.

Robots-When HP is low, Repair will heal them. Whit the Invention Machine, Maintenance can be done. You can change robots in battle Hero by using command.

Hero: Okay dad.

Akihabara: What to hear more?

Hero: Nothing.

Akihabara: No, no more.......Ok. No, that’s all right...

Hero:Don't worry dad. I'll soon understand those books After all, you know that I really like to read. I will listen to people's concerns to inspire me, build inventions to help them and about the cost of the inventions...Max and Ralph from the Invention Machine told me.

His father confirms what he thought, that he will be a good inventor like him and smiled at him.

After talking to his father he went to Development Room Invention Machine to programmer Skills his robot.

Hero: Skill. The special move is a combination of the R button, L button, and X button...I try whit RRR. Name: Triattack.

Concluding he left the Development Room, walking out, he noticed Kurogane in front of his father's bed. He looked like he wanted to show something.He approached to know that he wanted to show him his cat.

Hero:  What do you want to show me, Kurogane?

Approaching, he saw a book between the sheets of the bed. Even though it was one of inventions, he took it and began to read it. To his surprise, *Hero found a Diary on the bed! The Diary looks old. 

Kurogane: Huhhh...

At his cat's insistence, he continued reading it:

“*Month, *Day”.

 “The Android, Nagisa, is finished. No one can tell she’s an Android. Nagisa looks like my late wife when she was young. As if she’s come back. I’m a little embarrassed. Little Hero if he thinks of her as his mother, it will be a success.”

Hero put the Diary back where he found it. Then:

Hero trying not to speak loudly:

Hero: Nagisa! My assistant...She's an android and my mom! I can't believe that!! Now I understand why the similarity. *I thought she would be like a older sister, but I was wrong. No, no, no, no...My father built an android based on mom! 

Kurogane? So that's what you wanted me to know.

Kurogane replied:

Kurogane:Meow.

Holding back tears, to remember his mother. He caressed his cat and said:

Hero: You must be a very smart cat.Thank you.

Kurogane replied, again:

Kurogane:Meow.

After congratulating his cat, he went to the living room, saw his father and walked quickly towards the exit door. His father found out and told him:

Akihabara: Since we’re close, let’s visit your ancestor's graves.

Hero with a smile replied: “Sure Dad”.He still couldn't get over the fact that Nagisa is really his mother.

Leaving the house, before he could continue moving towards the grave of his ancestors to tell their what had happened, he heard the voice of that Hacker who was trying to make some kind of deal with his father or rather trick him into working for evil.

Soldier:Hey, kid, wait!

Hero stopped, Hacker continued:

*Soldier: Hey, kid. Are you the son of Dr. Akihabara? Come with me. The Hacker boss said to take you as a hostage if the Doctor doesn’t cooperate. Gruntt!!

The First Battle.

The first battle of Redbot and Hero began.

Hero:There's no way. I wont go with you!...Redbot, It's time for you to take action.

Hero got out Redbot to get rid of a Hacker: 

Hero:Go!

He ordered his robot to use its arm cannon and fire a projectile and scare the Hacker away.

After the battle, the boy and the robot were calm at having gotten rid of that "evil guy."

Hero: Good job Redbot, there will be the opportunity to test your new skill, now you must return to the capsule. See you later pal.

Redbot :See you later Master...Hero.

Hero doing facepalm when he heard his robot pal call him master again and while he put it in the capsule he said:

 "There are 2 more robots missing...I'm sure they will also call me master... I would like you to call me my name, no Master."

The recovering Hacker opined: "Well, I think it's okay to be called you Master. Well, that's my opinion.”

Hero told him: "Hmm...well. I prefer to be called by my name."

In a few moments the kid and the Hacker remembered what had happened before, therefore:

Soldier: Oh great! Beaten by a kid! What will I tell the guys?  I’ll never live this down?

Hero scared, forgot to visit his ancestors and went to his father to tell him.

Hero:Dad! 

Akihabara: What’s the matter Hero?...

Hero:A Hacker Soldier tried to take me hostage so that you would resign and work for them.

Akihabara: What?...A Hacker Soldier?...He was?

Hero: Yes, dad and with the help of Redbot, I was able to save myself.

Akihabara: I’m glad you’re safe. Nagisa worries when you’re late. Return to Rococo.

Hero:Nagisa? Of course, dad, I'll return to Rococo.

Ancestors' tomb.

Leaving the house, Hero remembered what his dad had told him, about visiting his ancestors, so he headed towards where they always were.

Towards his right, passing some trees, he approached where his ancestors' tomb is.

On the stone

Akihabara Family Tomb is carved.

Hero tells the stone all that's happened.

Kneeling and closing his eyes he told them:

Hero: Great-great-grandfathers*...I was able to build a robot with one of the invention machines that you helped develop, but one of those Hackers tried to my dad, your descendant, Dr. Akihabara to work for evil. He didn't accept and the same Hacker tried to take me as hostage so my dad would give up and accept. With the help of my robot you can free me from this bad guy...I hope the robots that I can build can help our people save themselves from those bad guys.

About Nagisa…She's technically my mom, like a her robotic reincarnation and now I'm going to visit her, but I won't tell her that I already know. I'll tell you more later. Bye.

Hero got up and headed to Rococo Town to see Nagisa.

*In Japanese: Hero found a diary in the bed! The diary seems to be from a long time ago. “The android "Nagisa" is almost indistinguishable from a fully developed human. ``Nagisa'' was made to resemble my late wife when she was younger, so I’m a little nervous, as if my wife has returned.If Hero, who is still young, thinks Nagisa like a mother, I think this invention is a success."

“Hero gently returned the diary to its original location...”

*In Japanese: "Hey boy, you're Dr. Akihabara's child, right? Will you come with me?" If the doctor doesn't cooperate A great hacker told me to take you hostage Don't think badly about it! ”

*Logically, in the tomb they should say the name of their ancestors, that's why the "..." and to avoid spoilers in this guide.

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25 Days of MTMTE Christmas, Part 15, Christmas Song

Who would think a simple song could be so twisted?

After you had been taken by the Decepticon Justice Division, Tarn had gifted you with a new datapad. Tarn thought that you should learn the history and philosophy of the Decepticons by reading Megatron's Towards Peace. When you had told the purple Con that you couldn't read Cybertronian, you were hoping that he would leave it at that, but no, he went and had it translated to English. Gee, thanks Tarn. You had managed to avoid reading the it for a while, but now that you were a part of the DJD, or a mascot as Tesaurus called you, you couldn't put it off any longer. It wasn't as bad as you were expecting. Megatron appeared to truly care about this Terminus person. You became more and more invested in Towards Peace as time passed. You were actually so into it that you didn't notice the doors to the common area opening as the self-titled soldiers of righteousness returned from yet another hunt. "Ah, there you are!" Tarn exclaimed as he approached you. You managed to raise your head before Tarn suddenly ruffled your hair like you were some kind of a pet. Well, you kinda were, but not like The Pet. You actually could hold a decent conversation with these messed-up murderers. "You humans may be one of the most inferior organic species, but my, was I surprised and not to mention pleased to finally hear that you have converted to the Decepticon cause!” He crooned deeply from his chassis. You knew that you were immune to his voice that could easily kill a Cybertronian, but damn if it didn't make you shiver. Wait. What was he talking about? "Wait, what do you mean?" "Oh don't act coy, my little songbird! I heard you singing about us and our sacred mission yesterday! And now you're finally reading Towards Peace...! You're obviously devoted to us and our cause!" "Wait, Tarn, what song did you hear?" You asked, perplexed beyond belief. He grinned behind his mask, and told you everything that had occurred while they were gone... The traitor was trying to outrun their hunters, but a few well-aimed shots through their tires made it impossible for them to transform and escape. The mech tried to hide in the shadows of the wrecked spaceship's halls. For a moment they thought they were safe... until they heard it. It started off barely perceptible to the audial. A hum buzzed in the air, followed by whispers, and the traitor's legs wobbled dangerously as the fear immobilized them. You better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why DJD is coming to town The mech's legs gave out, and the pain in their chassis grew as the singing grew louder. We're making a list We're checking it twice We're gonna find out who's naughty or nice DJD is coming to town We see you when you're sleeping And we know when you're awake We know if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake The mech desperately tried to crawl to safety, but it was too late. A ped slammed down on their back, crushing them against the cold hard floor. The Decepticon Justice Division had them surrounded. "M- Mercy!" The mech pleaded, but their prayers were futile. When DJD had their target, they never let them go. "And that is how we caught the traitor!" Tarn said. Your blood was cold from the thought of an innocent Christmas carol being mutilated into this chilling nightmare-fueled song. You realized that you had more power over the murderous giant robots than you thought. This much power came with a huge responsibility. "Tarn,” you said to catch your feared leader's attention. "What is it, my little songbird?" "I want something." Tarn blinked behind his mask. "Well, usually I would have you fill in the request form to apply for an accommodation... But as you have been so well behaved lately, I'm willing to take your request personally, here and now. What do you want?" "I want my own room!" It was no secret that you didn't have your own room. You had to share a mattress with The Pet and as much as that thing loved you, you didn't love the way it drooled all over you. Also, it was hard to fall asleep when Kaon was staring at you - even if he didn't have any optics to stare with...  Tarn's optics focused on you, and you started to sweat, but you wouldn't budge. "On one condition!" He warned. You stilled before nodding. "Anything." "You must sing whenever I want, and sing for as long as I desire." "Deal!" Screw responsibility, you were getting your own room!