#leaguerbots

[leaguerbots]

I’m back at it again. Hey hello musicniinja mun here. Like sentient robots? Ones that make you cry? Or how about sentient robots who so happen to be big little robot athletes that also make you cry? Did I catch your attention? Then hit that like or reblog if you’re interested in my new sideblog of some Iron Leaguer boyos from the mecha sports anime Shippu! Iron Leaguer. 

Crossover / OC friendly / follows back from musicniinja 

[setcfstars]

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"Ace San!!!! Could you teach me how to throw the ball??? Please???" Lifting the object with one hand easily.

[iiguess]

" I had to outrun from a group of very passionate fangirls. " {Mach Windy, leaguerbots}

“ sure as heck looks like it. ”

From the way the Leaguer was standing ( or, rather, keeled over his knees )? It looked a lot like he’d just ran a full seven or eight miles—-maybe even more. Seems like the fangirls really gave him a run for his money. 

“ want me to grab you an oil can or something? free of charge, of course. ”

[iiguess]

"So kid, how much you know of the Iron League?" { leaguerbots / Gold Arm }

“ well, ” she starts, smiling as she holds up the camera for the leaguer to see. “ i’d say i’m pretty decent in my knowledge of it, actually. silver castle’s been wonderful in teaching me the ins and outs of it so far, and i happen to know someone who’s a pretty big fan of the league, too. ”

Literally. Jazz was literally a big fan. Still, it was thanks to him that she even discovered the League in the first place, soon after watching several of the matches with him back home. Speaking of the League...

Brown eyes eyed him for a moment, settling upon the shining golden limb at his side. Wasn’t that—?

“ wait. you’re... gold arm, right? i’ve seen you on t.v. sometimes! i’m guessing you don’t have any matches at the moment? ”

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[iiguess]

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“ course not—-go ahead and throw ‘em! now, one, two... ”

CLICK! 

At once the camera’s lowered from her face, and Sam—-grinning, happy ol’ Sam—-beams at the small little picture that slips out the top, nodding in her own little bit of approval at the developing film.

“ nice. i think i took a pretty neat shot that time, too! oh, miss ginjou’s sure gonna be pleased about this—-! ”

[iiguess]

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Magnum hears the commotion as he turns around and sees a young girl being chased by the reporter. He blinked in confusion. Mach Windy walked up to him.

“ Oh- it’s that girl from earlier! She gave me my ball back.” he tried waving to her but it seemed to be the wrong moment.

It was, in fact, a wrong moment. There was literally no way to emphasize how much of a bad time it was, much less of a bad day ( if not made obvious by the very persistent reporter on her tail ).

“ miss, please! ” shouted the reporter. “ i just want to hear your thoughts on mach windy—-! ”

" please—-wheeze—-leave me alone! ” 

A very bad day indeed. 

In mere moments, Sam had reached Silver Castle’s training grounds, feet pounding against hard cement and lungs wheezing with each and every breath. For a moment, she hesitates; the sight of leaguers—-of Mach freaking Windy waving at her almost sending enough panic and dread in her to completely run the other way.

But then there’s another shout from behind—-louder. Closer.

And so she continued to run, run and run and run, until she was darting into the very field and ducking behind the safety of one Mach Windy, gasping for the very air she breathes.

[iiguess]

“ H A—-! RURU FREAKING  F A I L E D  TO KEEP THINGS SECRET! THEY—-THEY KNEW ALL ALONG—- ”

[iiguess]

@leaguerbots​

“ hey windy, guess what i found—-! ”