#robot-unicorn-attack-fandom

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XMAS: *cuddles up to* You're w4rm! <:)

*you blink confused at being glomped by a small metAl child, that smelled some what of ...chestnuts!? okAy this wAs pretty weird*

ATLA: uh 

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((Psst Ruamun:

http://fandomstuck-wholock.tumblr.com/post/87661216373/so-there-was-a-request-for-wholetal-and-whoops

My hand slipped….

Such clumsy hands I have. Oh my.))

*quietly goes to patch up this sudden nosebleed I think your clumsy hands punched me in the face with your art*

[fandombound-worldofdarkness]

THE GIVEAWAY IS OVER!

My winners are:

1st- Robot-Unicorn-Attack-Fandom

2nd- Fizz-Fro

3rd-  Hetastuck-Fandom-Jingle-Bells

I'll send you each a message individually, reminding you of your prizes, and we can work out the details.

Thank you all for participating! I love all of you.

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((Tips? Okay. Heavy Metal went up a level in metal-ness and mastered his fire powers. Rua evolved into his Wolf Mode and got wings. Also there's Wholetal and Tumblock, Wholock's illegitimate children lol.))

Noted!

-Mistiry

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Could you make RUA's brother HM a fashionista like Kanaya for a day. I think it will be the funniest thing ever to happen to him :D

Hm. Rather specific. *Chuckles* Alright then. You got it.

[fandomstuck-wholock]

But what Wholock failed to realize or understand was that a RUA was one of the most stubborn people in paradox space. Heavy Metal was no exception. He would be damned if he let something so precious slip through his fingers again. Not this time.

Heavy Metal had never experienced a flush crush before. Had no idea how to handle it. Had probably been failing miserably at it. None of that mattered, though. He had watched his beloved sisters fade away before disappearing himself, had clawed his way back to the world of the living, ascended to fucking GOD STATUS.

He was going to cling to this new, singular, precious thing until the most metal of all beings, Death himself, clawed Wholock from his cold, dead grip. The others could give up. Could "honor Wholock's wishes". Heavy Metal never was one to respect the decisions of others. He did not tap into his seer abilities, or rage senses, simply moved.

You were ready to scour the entire session if you had to. But one way or another, you were going to find him. Remind him you were not leaving, no matter how much he tried to push you away. You would stick around as long as it took.

"Metaldoc, you are tHe Most Metal person I Have ever Met. I never forget Metal tHings and I never let tHe best go. So if you tHink I'M about to forget ya and give up-

"You have anotHer tHing coMing."

You left your dad's TARDIS without a word, and wandered for awhile, you hadn't noticed it was snowing and getting late as you got lost. You had purposely left your favortie blue scarf elsewhere and you didn't bother wearing your fez either. You just kept walking and walking, a calm, indifferent look on your face, but something entirely different stirring around inside your head and stomach. You moirail had already tried to talk to you when he found you previously, but you brushed him away rather pointedly. You were done with all of it, you felt guilty and horrible for everything. You felt like one of the worst beings to walk the face of the earth, or appear in the entire concept of time and space, and you felt even more so at the fact that you even tried to complain. What a bother you could be, and so noble you try to act, but you know that is not so. Deep down, whatever good they saw in you, was motivated not just by being outcasted, but trying for a reputation yourself. You were suppose to be a podigy right? Being the crossover of ultimate opportunities, madness, and impossiblitie, coupled with hard logic, birlliance, and perception. But no, you knew you were none of that, so you ended up just trying to compensate right? Pretending to be the good guy, the explorer, the intelligent one, the helper, the hero, the firend, the guide... But you really were none of those things, none of them, and the best and truthful answer you could give, is you didn't know who you were.... no... it would be you were a nobody, wouldn't?

But all falsehoods aside, if they payed attention, they would have caught how terrible you really were. Innocent is a lie, and you had started problems when it came to I.F. and Irene. You started out with them, and that is where your games of cheating and "love" and polyamory came in. It is where this all started, it is where everything that had let up to now was set. All because of you and your selfishness, which one could give false excuses being "lonely". You saw yourself as the problem, and like any issue, you had to remove the source of trouble, and it all added up to you. So you did just that. For once in your damned life, you were going to fix something, and start by taking yourself out of the way, so people can go on with thier lives and not get caught up with you being pointed fact at ruining them. You are a terrible matesprit, games of romance had never actually been your forte, and you were at a point where you didn't know what you were doing, if you even had a clue from the start. Things were so jumbled inside your head about the lot of them, feeling bad about the thought of trying to tell them no, or breaking up with anyone, or anything of those sorts. You got to a point where you didn't know who you really loved.... except maybe one, one who you actually were able to keep contact with. One that sort of answered what you thought wasn't real. But either way, you gave it all up, because that person, and the rest of them, didn't deserve to be stuck in you indecisiveness and gernally love games. They didn't deserve the consequences that ended from that.

So you are off on the romance deal specifically, as for friends and others, you don't think you even cared anymore, at least not right now.

You sighed softly as you walked, you had been for a good while now as you spun in your thoughts, and decided to go on belittling everything you could consider of yourself. You couldn't really feel your toes, face, or fingers anymore and eventually you found yourself in a park... Strange, you always seemed to find yourself at a park whenever you were truely troubled..... well, most of the time anyway.... Maybe it is this odd sense that felt like memories you couldn't recall, of how you always got lost but was "found" or "saved" while at a park... mostly from getting lost on one adventure or another. So perhaps you just came here thinking some miracle would happen, though you doubted it. Those were never meant for you anyway, you should be smart enough to figure it out yourself, right? You walk and numbly find yourself sitting on a swing out in the cold, just siliently watching the snow fall around you. You hadn't even noticed, or felt that you had started to cry at somepoint along your walk, as droplets of cheers sluggishly dribbled down your face, but you don't care much about it right now. You just decided to sit there and wait alone with your thoughts, in the quiet snow of the night, where you strangely felt at home despite everything else you felt.

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((I don't know why I am laughing so hard at this for, but I am.))

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Meeting Metal (Closed RP with HM of the RUAfandom)

*You had decided to visit the RUA fandom. After they had come to the thing at your hotel, you haven't talked to them. Now is as good a time as any to fix that, you suppose. You eventually get to what you thought would be his land, but it looks nothing like you expected. Unable to find RUA right away, you decided to just roam about this land. It seemed to be mostly barren. Eventually, you come across a person, who, when you got closer, was revealed to be a little girl. You walk up to her from behind, silent as always.*

D2: "hello little one. who might you be?"