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@cyborgiisms
It wasn’t every day that Sylus saw someone that was so obviously mechanical. Normally, he had a rule of staying away from anything AI, but the fact that the stranger was so blatant about what he was made Sylus stare.
Unfortunately, the two seemed to be going the same way, so there was nothing the cyborg could do when the blond turned and saw him.
“...You’re a robot.” No ‘hello’, no hint of it being a question. Just an observation while Sylus kept his distance.
@cyborgiisms needs to help strategize
“I sure hope so. I’m running a bit low on health, and we only have 1 potion left...”
@cyborgiisms
“I uh I would offer you some bandages but you don’t bleed...” She still placed a few colorful ones on him though. It was the thought that counts right?
@cyborgiisms
ºO•★•.¸✿¸.•★•.❀• ~ᴴᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ˢᵀᴱᴱᴸ~ •❀.•★•.¸✿¸.•★•O
“Wait...Aren’t you that hero I’ve heard rumors about? The new guy who started off in S-class?” Gumi couldn’t quite remember the hero’s name, but she had heard of him once or twice.
@cyborgiisms
“Can you actually be considered a hero, trying to protect humans while you can hardly call yourself human anymore.”
Sonic stood across from Genos, his hand on his hip. Actually he had come for Saitama, but instead had found the cyborg. It wasn’t that much of a problem, considering that Sonic knew he would be able to handle the other. But in fact, that would just be boring.
@cyborgiisms | starter call
「” I was thinking of how to approach you but inviting ya to eat Sushi is not a good idea, huh? Since ye’r a cyborg and shit. “」
cyborgiisms started following you
Running into one of those heroes wasn’t something you planned for tonight. Being aided by one was worse, and you were sure to spit a wad of blood from your mouth as you began to pull the broken piece of pipe from your abdomen.
It hurt, yeah, but you’d heal by tomorrow.
“--I didn’t need yer help,” you said--as a small stream of blood trickled down your chin from the corner of your mouth. “I had that fucker...under control.” As if.
{ i couldn't help but keep hovering over the links just to hear the coin sound. so nostalgic }
out.
right? it’s homage to what he’s currently not been doing a lot of.
…making money!
ba dum tshh.
