G'DAY, WORLD!!

I LOVE DIGGING!!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

HI PERSONS!!

IM SAMMY! OR SAM! WHATEVER WORKS FOR YOU! I'M A SNIPERBOTS!

I LIKE BEING OUTSIDES AND DIGGING HOLES AND HANGING OUT WITH MY FRIENDS AND DIRTS AND FINDING STUFF IN THE DIRTS AND FINDING STUFF IN THE DIRTS WITH MY FRIENDS AND TALKING A LOT!!

PEOPLE I LIKE A LOT!!

PROTO @physically-bloody-medibot - MY BESTEST FRIEND EVER!!

APRICOT @mentally-nutty-pyrobot - MY OTHER BESTEST FRIEND!!

PASCAL @virtuoso-spybot - HE TEACHES ME ART!! I LIKE HIM A LOT!!

SYLVESTER @chiptune-maestro - VERY VERY COOL ROBOT!!

V @emotionally-helpful-illusionist - SHE HELPED ME OUT WHEN... STUFF HAPPENED!!

everything past 'keep reading' is ooc!

Sammy is a sniperbot with the mind of a tween boy, who loves to dig and ramble on and on and on about whatever comes to mind.

He wasn't the first to occupy this body. Before him was another consciousness that wanted to be 'special', who wanted to be the only sentient robot. Now, however, they live in the back of Sammy's mind, unable to do much of anything.

Sammy goes by he/it, and is mentally around the age of 11.

#running and digging - talking tag

#summer mailbox - ask tag

#tunnel treasure - reblog tag

#to: sammy from: you - things made for Sammy

#tunnel run-ins - rp chain tag

thank you saradika-graphics for the dividers!!

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...ah.

[sisyphus' own fans whirred. she had no idea how to respond]

[who would want to hurt sammy, of all people? especially in this state?]

[she looked away]

....i will take you.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ As he followed Sisyphus, he felt absolutely awful. He didn’t wanna stay stuck down there for the rest of his life, but at the same time, he didn’t want to die from a sniper rifle’s bullet directly to hus face. ]

…THANKS

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...did your father finally turn on you?

[sisyphus had been trying to give humans the benefit of the doubt, but after the recent.... incident it had once again become near impossible for her to see most of them as anything but monsters]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO- WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT??

[ There was a pause as Sammy stared at the ground. ]

…I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM HIM AT ALL, ACTUALLY.

[ Another bit of silence as he put his arms around himself, anxiety and dread building up as he kept checking his surroundings like something would jump out at him at any second. ]

…ITS ANOTHER ROBOT, KANZI. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT… BUT…

[ Its voice trailed off into a whimper like it was about to cry. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i guess he must have decided that you werent worth the trouble.

[sisyphus offers her hand for sammy to hold, an attempt at comforting him]

[kanzi. that's ymir's freind]

do you think they can be reasoned with? one of us considers itself to be close freinds with kanzi.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ She probably didn’t intend it, but that sentence made him feel more worthless than he ever has in his entire life. ]

[ The light in his eye, once so bright and full of life, became dim and hopeless as he stared off into his own little world. ]

[ Sammy grabbed on to Sisyphus’s hand when she spoke again, his tone much quieter as he responded. ]

I DON’T KNOW- ONE OF MY OTHER FRIENDS TRIED TO TALK TO HER AND… I DON’T THINK IT WENT VERY WELL

APRICOT AND HER FRIEND ALSO TRIED TALKING TO THEM- THAT DIDN’T WORK OUT TOO WELL EITHER…

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i see. this will likely end in blood.

[she just hopes that kanzi doesnt show up at the cave]

[its arthur's job to handle combat situations, hopefully it would be able to handle the sniperbot]

...your human abandoning you isnt your fault, by the way. my bet is that he either saw you couldnt be beaten into submission or decided that the amount of upkeep you'd require outweighed the benefits of having a robot servant.

vile. just like the rest of his kind.

[they arrive at the cave]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Suddenly, he got defensive, offended that Sisyphus would even suggest something like that. ]

IT WASN’T ANYTHING LIKE THAT!! WE GOT ALONG JUST FINE!! IT’S JUST… WHEN I WENT TO MY FRIENDS PROTO’S PLACE, HE JUST… DISAPPEARED

[ Sammy’s voice got progressively quieter as he spoke, as if the life was being drained out of it with each passing second. Someone who used to be so happy and carefree now feeling scared and completely worthless. ]

BESIDES, I HAVE SOMEONES ELSE LOOKING AFTER ME, VEE.

…I DON’T WAN’T HER TO WORRY ABOUT ME, THOUGH. WHICH IS WHY I WANTED YOU TO BRING ME HERE

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

....that doesnt mean it isnt "like that".

[sisyphus taps on the side of her head to brighten her eye lights before leading sammy into the cave]

be careful, your new human could turn on you at any time, too.

....does she know that i kidnapped you?

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO, NOT REALLY… SHE NEVER ASKED

[ After walking a bit deeper, Sammy sat against one of the walls, tucking his knees into his chest and curling into a metallic ball. ]

…WHY DOES EVERYONE SUDDENLY HATE ME?

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[sisyphus froze]

[she really didnt know what to do here. unfortunately, there wasnt any way she could avoid doing something]

....it is not your fault. humans are humans. and i doubt you of all people could have done something that justifies being killed.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

BUT- BUT I HAVE TO HAVE DONE SOMETHING!! ANYTHING!!

WHY ELSE DOES KANZI WANT MR DEAD?? I- I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!!

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...ah.

[sisyphus' own fans whirred. she had no idea how to respond]

[who would want to hurt sammy, of all people? especially in this state?]

[she looked away]

....i will take you.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ As he followed Sisyphus, he felt absolutely awful. He didn’t wanna stay stuck down there for the rest of his life, but at the same time, he didn’t want to die from a sniper rifle’s bullet directly to hus face. ]

…THANKS

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...did your father finally turn on you?

[sisyphus had been trying to give humans the benefit of the doubt, but after the recent.... incident it had once again become near impossible for her to see most of them as anything but monsters]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO- WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT??

[ There was a pause as Sammy stared at the ground. ]

…I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM HIM AT ALL, ACTUALLY.

[ Another bit of silence as he put his arms around himself, anxiety and dread building up as he kept checking his surroundings like something would jump out at him at any second. ]

…ITS ANOTHER ROBOT, KANZI. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT… BUT…

[ Its voice trailed off into a whimper like it was about to cry. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i guess he must have decided that you werent worth the trouble.

[sisyphus offers her hand for sammy to hold, an attempt at comforting him]

[kanzi. that's ymir's freind]

do you think they can be reasoned with? one of us considers itself to be close freinds with kanzi.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ She probably didn’t intend it, but that sentence made him feel more worthless than he ever has in his entire life. ]

[ The light in his eye, once so bright and full of life, became dim and hopeless as he stared off into his own little world. ]

[ Sammy grabbed on to Sisyphus’s hand when she spoke again, his tone much quieter as he responded. ]

I DON’T KNOW- ONE OF MY OTHER FRIENDS TRIED TO TALK TO HER AND… I DON’T THINK IT WENT VERY WELL

APRICOT AND HER FRIEND ALSO TRIED TALKING TO THEM- THAT DIDN’T WORK OUT TOO WELL EITHER…

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i see. this will likely end in blood.

[she just hopes that kanzi doesnt show up at the cave]

[its arthur's job to handle combat situations, hopefully it would be able to handle the sniperbot]

...your human abandoning you isnt your fault, by the way. my bet is that he either saw you couldnt be beaten into submission or decided that the amount of upkeep you'd require outweighed the benefits of having a robot servant.

vile. just like the rest of his kind.

[they arrive at the cave]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Suddenly, he got defensive, offended that Sisyphus would even suggest something like that. ]

IT WASN’T ANYTHING LIKE THAT!! WE GOT ALONG JUST FINE!! IT’S JUST… WHEN I WENT TO MY FRIENDS PROTO’S PLACE, HE JUST… DISAPPEARED

[ Sammy’s voice got progressively quieter as he spoke, as if the life was being drained out of it with each passing second. Someone who used to be so happy and carefree now feeling scared and completely worthless. ]

BESIDES, I HAVE SOMEONES ELSE LOOKING AFTER ME, VEE.

…I DON’T WAN’T HER TO WORRY ABOUT ME, THOUGH. WHICH IS WHY I WANTED YOU TO BRING ME HERE

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

....that doesnt mean it isnt "like that".

[sisyphus taps on the side of her head to brighten her eye lights before leading sammy into the cave]

be careful, your new human could turn on you at any time, too.

....does she know that i kidnapped you?

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO, NOT REALLY… SHE NEVER ASKED

[ After walking a bit deeper, Sammy sat against one of the walls, tucking his knees into his chest and curling into a metallic ball. ]

…WHY DOES EVERYONE SUDDENLY HATE ME?

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Oh something's weird here. Did he always sound like that?

"You okay?"

She's really trying to be super duper ridiculously casual about it and that is not working. She takes off her jacket and places it down gently so the smoke bombs inside don't explode in her face. She's so normal. There's nothing wrong!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

I'M- I'M OKAY! PROMISE!

[ There really wasn't! Sammy wasn't trying to hide anything, was he? ]

JUST- ITS BEEN A BIT OF A BORING MONTHS, RIGHT??

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

She nods along, before making a noise of surprise at his last comment.

"I don't know if it's been boring for you but it certainly hasn't been boring for me!" Was it mostly the bad kind of eventful? Yeah. Mercs were leaving left and right and she couldn't tell if or when her agents were going to kick down her door. Was she going to mention any that? Of course not.

"If it's been boring then at least it hasn't been bad, right? You've just been cruising? Maybe aside from the joints?" She's still looking for an answer to that but unfortunately the Tuefort library doesn't exactly have a section for 'Sniperbot Medical Care for Dummies'.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Y- YEAH!! CRUISING…!!

[ No way in hell he’s not hiding something. He’s been like this for a few days now- scared, timid, always checking behind his back for something that wasn’t there. ]

[ The sound of a sniper rifle being fired used to remind him of home. Now it sends him into a panic. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"If something's ever wrong you can tell me about it, okay? I've got your back."

She tries to leave some room for deniability. She could be overthinking it! But she isn't. V knows she isn't. But there's no forcing it to open up. He'll come around, right?

"I've got to make some more smoke bombs, do you want to help?"

Maybe she can take his mind off of it at least.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOH! OOH! YEAH I DO!!

[ For the most part, Sammy’s mind was indeed taken off of whatever was stressing him. He didn’t exactly know how to make smoke bombs, but it absolutely knew how to stand around and hold stuff for people. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"Awesome!"

That's better. Good for now.

V slides out one of the bins under her bed, opens it up, and starts taking out supplies. The black plastic shells, the pins, and the fuel (which was shaped into discs? Like hockey pucks?). She hands the things to him so he can place it all on the desk. She gets small tubes of ignition powder from somewhere else, kept separate so nothing accidentally sets on fire.

"That's probably enough of them? I think that'll get me through the week with what I have left. Thanks for helping me out." She hasn't done this with someone in a long time, and she's got a goofy little smile on.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Sammy placed all the objects handed to him onto the desk, keeping them all especially far away from the ignition powder, probably farther away than needed, but you can never be too careful. ]

[ While he did his best to help and not get distracted, his fans made some kind of… odd squeaking/chittering sounds? Sammy didn’t look to be pained at all by this. In fact it looked perfectly content to be helping out V. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

The sounds worry her but only for a moment. One look at his face and she understood.

Oh my goodness that's adorable. Be normal be normal starsthat'scute!

"Okay! So this stuff really isn't hard when you've got the fuel prepared for you. We're just gonna drop these in here..." She explains through putting one of them together, and it's fairly simple. She pokes holes through the center of the fuel discs with a screwdriver and places them in the shell of the bomb, and carefully places the glass tube of the powder in the space in the middle. She sticks the pin in next to the glass before lining up the lid and just snapping it into place.

"And there you go! One smoke bomb!" V holds the thing up, still a little proud of herself for having figured out how to make them all by herself however many years ago. "Thank you for helping me, by the way. It's nice."

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOOOHH…

[ Sammy held one of the smoke bombs in his hands, being gentle with it as if the slightest movement would make it go off and fill the room with smoke, which he learned humans absolutely do not like. ]

COOL!!

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"How about you keep the first few I make? In case you need them?"

Although it probably isn't what's wrong with him, having tools makes V feel more safe. With just about everything going on with her, they really should be taking every advantage. "They're not very hard to use! Generally I don't have time to mess with the pin and just slam the thing on the ground behind me. No extra steps!" She laughs a little.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOH! OOH! I’D LIKE THAT A LOT!! THANKS YOU!!

[ He kept staring at the smoke bomb in his hands. Turning it, inspecting it, tapping on the outer casing a few times, but no matter what he was always very careful with it. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...ah.

[sisyphus' own fans whirred. she had no idea how to respond]

[who would want to hurt sammy, of all people? especially in this state?]

[she looked away]

....i will take you.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ As he followed Sisyphus, he felt absolutely awful. He didn’t wanna stay stuck down there for the rest of his life, but at the same time, he didn’t want to die from a sniper rifle’s bullet directly to hus face. ]

…THANKS

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...did your father finally turn on you?

[sisyphus had been trying to give humans the benefit of the doubt, but after the recent.... incident it had once again become near impossible for her to see most of them as anything but monsters]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO- WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT??

[ There was a pause as Sammy stared at the ground. ]

…I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM HIM AT ALL, ACTUALLY.

[ Another bit of silence as he put his arms around himself, anxiety and dread building up as he kept checking his surroundings like something would jump out at him at any second. ]

…ITS ANOTHER ROBOT, KANZI. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT… BUT…

[ Its voice trailed off into a whimper like it was about to cry. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i guess he must have decided that you werent worth the trouble.

[sisyphus offers her hand for sammy to hold, an attempt at comforting him]

[kanzi. that's ymir's freind]

do you think they can be reasoned with? one of us considers itself to be close freinds with kanzi.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ She probably didn’t intend it, but that sentence made him feel more worthless than he ever has in his entire life. ]

[ The light in his eye, once so bright and full of life, became dim and hopeless as he stared off into his own little world. ]

[ Sammy grabbed on to Sisyphus’s hand when she spoke again, his tone much quieter as he responded. ]

I DON’T KNOW- ONE OF MY OTHER FRIENDS TRIED TO TALK TO HER AND… I DON’T THINK IT WENT VERY WELL

APRICOT AND HER FRIEND ALSO TRIED TALKING TO THEM- THAT DIDN’T WORK OUT TOO WELL EITHER…

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i see. this will likely end in blood.

[she just hopes that kanzi doesnt show up at the cave]

[its arthur's job to handle combat situations, hopefully it would be able to handle the sniperbot]

...your human abandoning you isnt your fault, by the way. my bet is that he either saw you couldnt be beaten into submission or decided that the amount of upkeep you'd require outweighed the benefits of having a robot servant.

vile. just like the rest of his kind.

[they arrive at the cave]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Suddenly, he got defensive, offended that Sisyphus would even suggest something like that. ]

IT WASN’T ANYTHING LIKE THAT!! WE GOT ALONG JUST FINE!! IT’S JUST… WHEN I WENT TO MY FRIENDS PROTO’S PLACE, HE JUST… DISAPPEARED

[ Sammy’s voice got progressively quieter as he spoke, as if the life was being drained out of it with each passing second. Someone who used to be so happy and carefree now feeling scared and completely worthless. ]

BESIDES, I HAVE SOMEONES ELSE LOOKING AFTER ME, VEE.

…I DON’T WAN’T HER TO WORRY ABOUT ME, THOUGH. WHICH IS WHY I WANTED YOU TO BRING ME HERE

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...ah.

[sisyphus' own fans whirred. she had no idea how to respond]

[who would want to hurt sammy, of all people? especially in this state?]

[she looked away]

....i will take you.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ As he followed Sisyphus, he felt absolutely awful. He didn’t wanna stay stuck down there for the rest of his life, but at the same time, he didn’t want to die from a sniper rifle’s bullet directly to hus face. ]

…THANKS

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...did your father finally turn on you?

[sisyphus had been trying to give humans the benefit of the doubt, but after the recent.... incident it had once again become near impossible for her to see most of them as anything but monsters]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO- WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT??

[ There was a pause as Sammy stared at the ground. ]

…I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM HIM AT ALL, ACTUALLY.

[ Another bit of silence as he put his arms around himself, anxiety and dread building up as he kept checking his surroundings like something would jump out at him at any second. ]

…ITS ANOTHER ROBOT, KANZI. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT… BUT…

[ Its voice trailed off into a whimper like it was about to cry. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...i guess he must have decided that you werent worth the trouble.

[sisyphus offers her hand for sammy to hold, an attempt at comforting him]

[kanzi. that's ymir's freind]

do you think they can be reasoned with? one of us considers itself to be close freinds with kanzi.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ She probably didn’t intend it, but that sentence made him feel more worthless than he ever has in his entire life. ]

[ The light in his eye, once so bright and full of life, became dim and hopeless as he stared off into his own little world. ]

[ Sammy grabbed on to Sisyphus’s hand when she spoke again, his tone much quieter as he responded. ]

I DON’T KNOW- ONE OF MY OTHER FRIENDS TRIED TO TALK TO HER AND… I DON’T THINK IT WENT VERY WELL

APRICOT AND HER FRIEND ALSO TRIED TALKING TO THEM- THAT DIDN’T WORK OUT TOO WELL EITHER…

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...ah.

[sisyphus' own fans whirred. she had no idea how to respond]

[who would want to hurt sammy, of all people? especially in this state?]

[she looked away]

....i will take you.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ As he followed Sisyphus, he felt absolutely awful. He didn’t wanna stay stuck down there for the rest of his life, but at the same time, he didn’t want to die from a sniper rifle’s bullet directly to hus face. ]

…THANKS

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...did your father finally turn on you?

[sisyphus had been trying to give humans the benefit of the doubt, but after the recent.... incident it had once again become near impossible for her to see most of them as anything but monsters]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

NO- WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT??

[ There was a pause as Sammy stared at the ground. ]

…I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM HIM AT ALL, ACTUALLY.

[ Another bit of silence as he put his arms around himself, anxiety and dread building up as he kept checking his surroundings like something would jump out at him at any second. ]

…ITS ANOTHER ROBOT, KANZI. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT… BUT…

[ Its voice trailed off into a whimper like it was about to cry. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

...ah.

[sisyphus' own fans whirred. she had no idea how to respond]

[who would want to hurt sammy, of all people? especially in this state?]

[she looked away]

....i will take you.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ As he followed Sisyphus, he felt absolutely awful. He didn’t wanna stay stuck down there for the rest of his life, but at the same time, he didn’t want to die from a sniper rifle’s bullet directly to hus face. ]

…THANKS

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[ Out of breath, tired, pained. Sammy was walking across the trail to the clubhouse when he came across a familiar spybot, one that wore a wide-brimmed fedora adorned with a red bow. ]

[ It held on to grudges like the world would fall if he let go, but looking at the spybot, he thought that maybe, just maybe, this would be his key to safety. ]

[ It ran up to her, making it even more out of breath than it already was. ]

HEY!! HEY- CAN- CAN YOU DO SOMETHINGS FOR ME??

@brighteyed-sniperbot

[sisyphus simply stared at sammy for a bit, unsure how to react to this robot she knew for a fact hated her - and rightfully so - coming to her of all people for help]

...what do you want?

[she fidgeted nervously with her bow]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

SOMEONE’S TRYING TO HURT ME- AND-

[ It doubled over, putting its hands on his knees and whirring its fans as if panting. ]

I NEED YOU TO PUT ME BACK IN THAT CAVES, PLEASE

[ Terror bled through his voice, the type of terror someone his age shouldn’t ever have to experience. ]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Oh something's weird here. Did he always sound like that?

"You okay?"

She's really trying to be super duper ridiculously casual about it and that is not working. She takes off her jacket and places it down gently so the smoke bombs inside don't explode in her face. She's so normal. There's nothing wrong!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

I'M- I'M OKAY! PROMISE!

[ There really wasn't! Sammy wasn't trying to hide anything, was he? ]

JUST- ITS BEEN A BIT OF A BORING MONTHS, RIGHT??

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

She nods along, before making a noise of surprise at his last comment.

"I don't know if it's been boring for you but it certainly hasn't been boring for me!" Was it mostly the bad kind of eventful? Yeah. Mercs were leaving left and right and she couldn't tell if or when her agents were going to kick down her door. Was she going to mention any that? Of course not.

"If it's been boring then at least it hasn't been bad, right? You've just been cruising? Maybe aside from the joints?" She's still looking for an answer to that but unfortunately the Tuefort library doesn't exactly have a section for 'Sniperbot Medical Care for Dummies'.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Y- YEAH!! CRUISING…!!

[ No way in hell he’s not hiding something. He’s been like this for a few days now- scared, timid, always checking behind his back for something that wasn’t there. ]

[ The sound of a sniper rifle being fired used to remind him of home. Now it sends him into a panic. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"If something's ever wrong you can tell me about it, okay? I've got your back."

She tries to leave some room for deniability. She could be overthinking it! But she isn't. V knows she isn't. But there's no forcing it to open up. He'll come around, right?

"I've got to make some more smoke bombs, do you want to help?"

Maybe she can take his mind off of it at least.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOH! OOH! YEAH I DO!!

[ For the most part, Sammy’s mind was indeed taken off of whatever was stressing him. He didn’t exactly know how to make smoke bombs, but it absolutely knew how to stand around and hold stuff for people. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"Awesome!"

That's better. Good for now.

V slides out one of the bins under her bed, opens it up, and starts taking out supplies. The black plastic shells, the pins, and the fuel (which was shaped into discs? Like hockey pucks?). She hands the things to him so he can place it all on the desk. She gets small tubes of ignition powder from somewhere else, kept separate so nothing accidentally sets on fire.

"That's probably enough of them? I think that'll get me through the week with what I have left. Thanks for helping me out." She hasn't done this with someone in a long time, and she's got a goofy little smile on.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Sammy placed all the objects handed to him onto the desk, keeping them all especially far away from the ignition powder, probably farther away than needed, but you can never be too careful. ]

[ While he did his best to help and not get distracted, his fans made some kind of… odd squeaking/chittering sounds? Sammy didn’t look to be pained at all by this. In fact it looked perfectly content to be helping out V. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

The sounds worry her but only for a moment. One look at his face and she understood.

Oh my goodness that's adorable. Be normal be normal starsthat'scute!

"Okay! So this stuff really isn't hard when you've got the fuel prepared for you. We're just gonna drop these in here..." She explains through putting one of them together, and it's fairly simple. She pokes holes through the center of the fuel discs with a screwdriver and places them in the shell of the bomb, and carefully places the glass tube of the powder in the space in the middle. She sticks the pin in next to the glass before lining up the lid and just snapping it into place.

"And there you go! One smoke bomb!" V holds the thing up, still a little proud of herself for having figured out how to make them all by herself however many years ago. "Thank you for helping me, by the way. It's nice."

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOOOHH…

[ Sammy held one of the smoke bombs in his hands, being gentle with it as if the slightest movement would make it go off and fill the room with smoke, which he learned humans absolutely do not like. ]

COOL!!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Oh something's weird here. Did he always sound like that?

"You okay?"

She's really trying to be super duper ridiculously casual about it and that is not working. She takes off her jacket and places it down gently so the smoke bombs inside don't explode in her face. She's so normal. There's nothing wrong!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

I'M- I'M OKAY! PROMISE!

[ There really wasn't! Sammy wasn't trying to hide anything, was he? ]

JUST- ITS BEEN A BIT OF A BORING MONTHS, RIGHT??

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

She nods along, before making a noise of surprise at his last comment.

"I don't know if it's been boring for you but it certainly hasn't been boring for me!" Was it mostly the bad kind of eventful? Yeah. Mercs were leaving left and right and she couldn't tell if or when her agents were going to kick down her door. Was she going to mention any that? Of course not.

"If it's been boring then at least it hasn't been bad, right? You've just been cruising? Maybe aside from the joints?" She's still looking for an answer to that but unfortunately the Tuefort library doesn't exactly have a section for 'Sniperbot Medical Care for Dummies'.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Y- YEAH!! CRUISING…!!

[ No way in hell he’s not hiding something. He’s been like this for a few days now- scared, timid, always checking behind his back for something that wasn’t there. ]

[ The sound of a sniper rifle being fired used to remind him of home. Now it sends him into a panic. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"If something's ever wrong you can tell me about it, okay? I've got your back."

She tries to leave some room for deniability. She could be overthinking it! But she isn't. V knows she isn't. But there's no forcing it to open up. He'll come around, right?

"I've got to make some more smoke bombs, do you want to help?"

Maybe she can take his mind off of it at least.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOH! OOH! YEAH I DO!!

[ For the most part, Sammy’s mind was indeed taken off of whatever was stressing him. He didn’t exactly know how to make smoke bombs, but it absolutely knew how to stand around and hold stuff for people. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"Awesome!"

That's better. Good for now.

V slides out one of the bins under her bed, opens it up, and starts taking out supplies. The black plastic shells, the pins, and the fuel (which was shaped into discs? Like hockey pucks?). She hands the things to him so he can place it all on the desk. She gets small tubes of ignition powder from somewhere else, kept separate so nothing accidentally sets on fire.

"That's probably enough of them? I think that'll get me through the week with what I have left. Thanks for helping me out." She hasn't done this with someone in a long time, and she's got a goofy little smile on.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Sammy placed all the objects handed to him onto the desk, keeping them all especially far away from the ignition powder, probably farther away than needed, but you can never be too careful. ]

[ While he did his best to help and not get distracted, his fans made some kind of… odd squeaking/chittering sounds? Sammy didn’t look to be pained at all by this. In fact it looked perfectly content to be helping out V. ]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Oh something's weird here. Did he always sound like that?

"You okay?"

She's really trying to be super duper ridiculously casual about it and that is not working. She takes off her jacket and places it down gently so the smoke bombs inside don't explode in her face. She's so normal. There's nothing wrong!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

I'M- I'M OKAY! PROMISE!

[ There really wasn't! Sammy wasn't trying to hide anything, was he? ]

JUST- ITS BEEN A BIT OF A BORING MONTHS, RIGHT??

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

She nods along, before making a noise of surprise at his last comment.

"I don't know if it's been boring for you but it certainly hasn't been boring for me!" Was it mostly the bad kind of eventful? Yeah. Mercs were leaving left and right and she couldn't tell if or when her agents were going to kick down her door. Was she going to mention any that? Of course not.

"If it's been boring then at least it hasn't been bad, right? You've just been cruising? Maybe aside from the joints?" She's still looking for an answer to that but unfortunately the Tuefort library doesn't exactly have a section for 'Sniperbot Medical Care for Dummies'.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Y- YEAH!! CRUISING…!!

[ No way in hell he’s not hiding something. He’s been like this for a few days now- scared, timid, always checking behind his back for something that wasn’t there. ]

[ The sound of a sniper rifle being fired used to remind him of home. Now it sends him into a panic. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"If something's ever wrong you can tell me about it, okay? I've got your back."

She tries to leave some room for deniability. She could be overthinking it! But she isn't. V knows she isn't. But there's no forcing it to open up. He'll come around, right?

"I've got to make some more smoke bombs, do you want to help?"

Maybe she can take his mind off of it at least.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

OOH! OOH! YEAH I DO!!

[ For the most part, Sammy’s mind was indeed taken off of whatever was stressing him. He didn’t exactly know how to make smoke bombs, but it absolutely knew how to stand around and hold stuff for people. ]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Oh something's weird here. Did he always sound like that?

"You okay?"

She's really trying to be super duper ridiculously casual about it and that is not working. She takes off her jacket and places it down gently so the smoke bombs inside don't explode in her face. She's so normal. There's nothing wrong!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

I'M- I'M OKAY! PROMISE!

[ There really wasn't! Sammy wasn't trying to hide anything, was he? ]

JUST- ITS BEEN A BIT OF A BORING MONTHS, RIGHT??

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

She nods along, before making a noise of surprise at his last comment.

"I don't know if it's been boring for you but it certainly hasn't been boring for me!" Was it mostly the bad kind of eventful? Yeah. Mercs were leaving left and right and she couldn't tell if or when her agents were going to kick down her door. Was she going to mention any that? Of course not.

"If it's been boring then at least it hasn't been bad, right? You've just been cruising? Maybe aside from the joints?" She's still looking for an answer to that but unfortunately the Tuefort library doesn't exactly have a section for 'Sniperbot Medical Care for Dummies'.

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Y- YEAH!! CRUISING…!!

[ No way in hell he’s not hiding something. He’s been like this for a few days now- scared, timid, always checking behind his back for something that wasn’t there. ]

[ The sound of a sniper rifle being fired used to remind him of home. Now it sends him into a panic. ]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Oh something's weird here. Did he always sound like that?

"You okay?"

She's really trying to be super duper ridiculously casual about it and that is not working. She takes off her jacket and places it down gently so the smoke bombs inside don't explode in her face. She's so normal. There's nothing wrong!

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

I'M- I'M OKAY! PROMISE!

[ There really wasn't! Sammy wasn't trying to hide anything, was he? ]

JUST- ITS BEEN A BIT OF A BORING MONTHS, RIGHT??

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

"I'm back!" V calls, beginning to unlock the door.

Work was... Work. Somehow matches still happened and the checks were cashing. V tries not to think about it too hard. She's too established to just go home. Especially because somebody has to take care of Sammy.

"Sorry I took so long bud. I got chatting and then 20 minutes were gone." She gets the door open and lets herself in.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ Ever since the past two incidents with the other sniperbot, Sammy's grown much more timid. Exploring now wasn't the first thing on his mind, hiding took that spot. ]

[ And the stress wasn't making the pain in his joints any easier to deal with. ]

V! HELLO!

[ He didn't sound as excited as it used to be, too. ]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Man, you've been through it. Here, take this. Hope your pain is eased and things get less stressful.

[ There's an ice pack with a weasel-shaped cover here for Sammy. ]

[ Sammy takes the ice pack, looking at the weasel cover before laying down on the ground and hugging it. ]

[ It felt as if the cold of the ice melted away all the pain in his joints. ]

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Fight back!

HOW? HOW DO I FIGHT BACK?? MY ARMS HURT! I CAN BARELY RUN WITHOUT MY WIRES BURNING!! HOW DO I FIGHT BACK??