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 🤡   My   name   is   Shelbi   (   She   /   her,   27   year   old   clown   ).   This   is   a   IND.   side   rp   blog   for   SONAR   from   DISPATCH.    I   follow   back   from   @honk4muses .   Read   the   rules   below   and   then   enjoy   !

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Mutuals   only   ||   18+   only   blog ( Blog contains depictions of sex, drug abuse, and other adult themes )   ||   Narrative   /   Novella   rp   only   ||   No   personal   blog   spam   pls   ||   Multiship   and   ship   selective   ||   No   proshipping   or   any   nasty /   bigoted   shit   ||   Reblog   Karma   is   a   standard   ||   If   you   do   not   tag   visual   posts   for   their   content,   i   probably   wont   follow   back

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Hazbin   Hotel,   Helluva   Boss,   Animes   (   aside   from   Mob   psycho,   Saiki   k   and   One   punch   ),   Terrifier   and   Self   Inserts. 

Duplicates I probably won't be interacting with other Sonar writers unless youre a multi. ( anxiety, sorry )

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@plasticsouled Flambae || @invisigals Invisigal

@hcdgepcdge Malevola || @mkoshi Penumbra

@windhcld Waterboy

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hi mechabat nation… it’s me again

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“   Can   we   start   calling   vibrators,   vibes ?    I   think   that   would   be   cool.   ”

[wxtchfxre]

Emma couldn't help but smile at his body language. At the way he looked. At the way he seemed stumped. Truthfully, she was just happy to see him feeling a little better after she had confided in him. His words, though...

Ah. Right. He'd never actually mentioned how his parents had treated him, had he? But no, the look he had, the way he winced just a little when she talked about how disappointed her parents had been in her...

"...Nobody says what you did about my family with such vehemence and doesn't have a little history with their own parents." 'Fuck 'em, everyone who failed you is at fault for what happened too.' That sentence swirled in Emma's head, bouncing around like an echo. She paid attention.

"...Whatever they did to you...they aren't what defines you. Just remember that. You're a smart guy, Sonar. Real smart. And I think you know it, too."

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/|\ ^._.^ /|\ Was   it   worrying   or   RELIEVING   someone   was   able   to   see   right   through   him   ?   Hes   still   in   the   process   of   figuring   that   out.   But   a   reason   why   his   friendship   with   Malevola   works   so   well,   was   her   ability   to   pick   up   on   nuiances   Sonar   lets   slip   through   the   CRACKS.   He   needed   people   around   him   who   could   see   between   the   lines   of   this   persona   he   plays   himself   off   as.   Theres   a   reason   he   didnt   talk   about   his   family,   he   tried   so   hard   to   make   them   not   EXIST.   But   they   did.   Rather   he   knew   it   or   not,   he   needed   to   hear   Emma's   reassurance.

He   looks   to   the   side,   hiding   what   little   expression   his   mouth   was   giving   behind   the   neck   of   the   beer.   "   Uh   yea   I   know.   Im   a   fucking   genius   and   I   only   owe   myself   a   thanks   for   that.   "

"   My   family   history   was   rewritten   to   have   me   taken   out   of   it.   And   I   wouldn't   want   it   any   other   way.   What   about   you   ?   You   still   talking   to   your   fam   ?   "

[fa1lmech]

Robert's dad always said that he was an 'oopsie' baby, destined to be a screw up from birth. And Robert most definitely feels like a screw up now, the pain his Sonar's voice feeling like someone is repeatedly stabbing his heart with daggers. He should have told Sonar. He should have handled all of his differently but he was scared. He didn't want Shroud to hurt Sonar so he disappeared instead. His disappearing hurt Sonar emotionally. He wants to fix this but he's not sure if he can.

"I..." he begins, although he soon clears his throat as he corrects himself. Although Toxic is unconscious at his feet he doesn't want to risk more people knowing his secret identity. It's worse enough Shroud knows who he is. "I'm not saying Robert handled it in the best way but he's just trying to keep you safe. He's already lost someone he cared about to Shroud and he didn't want you to be next." Guilt and grief courses through his veins like liquid lava. It burns and aches in an unrelenting way. He doesn't want Sonar to leave but here is hardly the place to have this conversation. "He's going to call you later. You don't have to answer. But he'd like it if you did."

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/|\ ^._.^ /|\ In   a   way,   Toxic   being   here   made   it   EASIER.   Pretending   he   hasn't   figured   Robert   out   meant   he   didn't   have   to   adress   him   directly.   But   it   also   meant   Robert   couldn't   personally   APOLOGISE.   Sonar   stays   just   long   enough   to   let   Robert   say   his   piece.   He   had   no   plans   on   being   upset   forever,   he   cared   about   Robert.   They   just   had   some   stuff   to   figure   out.   In   private.

"   Yea,   yea,   we'll   see.   "   It   was   PETTY;   but   Sonar   was   a   petty   kinda   guy.   Robert   should   know   by   now.   He   WANTS   Robert   to   fight   for   his   forgiveness.   Despite   that   being   an   unhealthy   way   to   approach   this.   He   swipes   his   wings   down   quickly   to   launch   himself   out   a   window,   it   was   alreadly   shattered   from   his   earlier   shrieks.   He   returns   home,   ANXIOUSLY   waiting   for   this   call.

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You and Onet used to be friends, right? Weird that her parents just let you hang around her or protect her for missions, given your past. How long do you think until they change their minds and try to prevent you from seeing her in any capacity? (Who could have possibly sent this wow djdbdjd)

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"   Weird   that   you   cant   mind   your   own   fucking   buisness.   "   He   shouldn't   engage,   that   he   knows.   Takes   a   RAGE   BAITER   to   know   one;   he   didnt   want   to   get   angry   on   the   behalf   of   an   anonymous   instigator.   Yet   he   cant   let   it   go.   She   means   too   much   to   him   to   let   it   go.

"   They   dont   choose   me   to   protect   her--   Robert   chooses   me   because   I   am   the   best   one   fit   for   the   job.   I   think   my   professional   display   speaks   for   itself.   "

"   .   .   .   And   they   dont   know   we   hang   out   again.   Its   none   of   their   fucking   buisness   either.   "

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Taiwan Tube-nosed Bat Murina puta

An insectivorous bat endemic to Taiwan. It might be the same species as Hutton's tube-nosed bat.

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" I FEEL AS THOUGH I AM TREATING YOU MORE OFTEN THAN THE OTHER MEMBERS OF YOUR TEAM . " came her tease as gentle fingers dabbed an alcohol-soaked cotton ball upon the gash along the man's thigh . he sat upon the medical bed , soft pink sheets covering the mattress as she sat upon her rolling stool before him .

once the wound was clean she pulled off the pink latex gloves and dropped them upon the metal tray on the table close by . now that the injury was clean she could mend the muscle and flesh . softly do her fingers press to his skin until palm lay flat over the gash . a light glowed from under her hand . it was warm and soon he would feel a sort of itch at the skin began to stitch itself back together .

" you did well though , " she said , green hues glancing up to meet his before falling back down to focus on her mending , " you saved so many people in that accident . "

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/|\ ^._.^ /|\ To   assist   the   nursing,   he   held   his   suit   jacket   and   undershirt   open.   The   GASH    was   over   one   side   of   his   ribs;   a   wound   that   would   of   been   much   WORSE   if   he   hadn't   gotten   it   while   in   his   Mega   form.   When   an   injury   was   too   bad,   it   stays   even   through   transformation.   It   should   be   more   of   a   rare   occurrence,   but   as   of   recent,   most   missions   have   required   his    BRAWN   instead   of   brain.

"   Aw   shucks.   Im   just   doing   my   job."   His   face   cringes   some,   as   the   feeling   of   repairing   FLESH   makes   him   squirm   even   after   having   experienced   it   many   times   before.   But   once   his   body   became   accustomed   to   the   sensation,   he   smiled   once   more.   

"   I   dont   mind   taking   a   beating.   Its   all   worth   it   in   the   end   if   I   get   to   come   see   you   every   time   ~   "

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For a second, Scar watched Sonar eat. Clearly, he had been starved of good food in Piltover -- then again, like those fucks would tolerate Chirean delicacies like this. They'd probably gag and turn up their noses to it, call it "slop" or some shit. At least Sonar hadn't become like that.

Scar had just decided to take a bite of his own food whenever Sonar said that, causing him to sputter and choke slightly on his bite as he laughed. "You always had such a way with words, huh?" He managed to get his bite down before speaking, amused gaze flickering back to his old friend. "Glad to see some things haven't changed after all this time."

And then, he grew quiet. Green hues flickered over how different Sonar looked now, brow furrowing as it had before. "What... happened? Exactly? And why did you--" He cut off, attention returning to his bowl with a sigh. He was going to ask why he never reached out, but decided against it. "Did someone do this to you? Try to make you fit in better or some shit?"

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/|\ ^._.^ /|\ With     the     back     of     his     sleeve,     he     wiped     his     mouth     clean     of     sauce.     His     eyes     watched     Scar     go     through     a     series     as     emotions     as     he     figured     out     what     ask.     This     transformation     of     his     genetics     is     a     rather     RECENT     development.     So     Sonar     hadn't     prepared     a     way     to     explain     it.     Nor     has     he     considered     how     HONEST     he     wanted     too     be.     But     Sonar     knew     he     owed     Scar     a     lot,     at     the     very     least     .     .     .     He     could     be     SOMEWHAT     transparent.

"     .     .     .     I     did     this.     "

Mirroring     Scar's     body     language,     he     stares     down     into     his     half     empty     bowl.     But     a     stray     glance     caught     notice     of     the     difference     between     Scar's     and     his     own     SHADOW.     Could     Sonar     even     be     considered     a     Chirean     anymore     ?     "     Not     on     purpose.     I     just     .     .     .     "     His     hands     clenched     into     fists,     showing     he     still     had     some     ANGER     towards     this     subject.

"     My     research     never     got     acknowledged     by     the     council.     I     couldn't     get     the     resources     I     needed     to     test     anything     so     .     .     .     I     tested     on     myself.     "     While     this     was     honest,     it     was     not     the     WHOLE     truth.     Sonar's     methods     to     advance     his     work     had     gotten     DANGEROUS.     He     lied.     Embezzled.     Used     SHIMMER.     Anything     to     get     as     noticed     as     peers.     But     he     wasn't     ready     to     tell     Scar    EVERYTHING.

"     I     tried     to     fix     my     eyesight     by     splicing     my     genes     with     a     human     that     had     20/20     vision.     If     it     worked     .     .     .     I     could     of     cured     fucking     BLINDNESS     with     the     right     funding.     But     .     .     .     "

“     Didn't     work     out.     ”