#sadistic!au

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Oh right the Sadistic!AU

Well all the Cossacks are hiding in Russia so they're relatively safe.

That leaves Tempo.

So what horrible things happen to her?

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Darling, don't cry. (>:3 hehe.)

Send me “Darling don’t cry.” And my muse will react to yours saying this and wiping away their tears after my muse got emotional over something.

Snakeman jerked away from Magnet when he felt his brother’s hand on his cheek. “—!!”

The shadows from his helmet covered most of his face, but the tears rolling down his cheeks could still be seen. He shifted away from his brother, trying to keep his body from shaking any more than it already was.

He choked out a sob, swallowing after he did so. Why was Magnet there? Why did he have to see him in such a weak state—?

Snake had gotten news of one of the Third Numbers being killed by that monstrosity of a robot, and there was no bringing them back— their I.C. Chip had been destroyed along with their body. He had become furious initially, but now he was breaking down into a sobbing mess. He hadn’t been able to protect one of his brothers, and he hated himself for it.

"M-Magnet…" He hissed, trying to force a strict tone into his voice. He still avoided looking at Magnet. "What are you doing here?" He asked.

“Get out." He added, sounding angry. Truth be told he simply wanted to be ignored for the moment— he didn’t want to show any weakness around his siblings, not when they needed him to be strong for them. Besides, Magnet could turn to their other siblings for comfort if he really needed to, couldn’t he?

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Inbox me a ‘₴’ for your muse catching mine having a nightmare and their reaction to seeing your muse when they wake up.

Normally, Snakeman didn’t have nightmares— hell, he wouldn’t be surprised if he caused them for other people— but with recent events, he…Had a certain fear implanted into him.

When Magnet would first stumble upon Snake in his room, he’d find his oldest sibling buried under blankets as usual, the abnormality being that Snake was trembling somewhat in his sleep, jaw clenched tightly and anxious hisses escaping him. He woke up with a sharp but short yell, abruptly sitting up and heaving synthetic breaths as artificial sweat dripped down the sides of his face.

Eyes wide and wild, the DWN sat completely still for a good minute as he gathered himself. The nightmare had involved that monster that they had the displeasure of dealing with. About said monster tormenting DWN’s…Not Snake, but his siblings instead. Specifically, the third generation.

By that point he knew how dangerous the juggernaut was, and the reality of any of his siblings being in said juggernauts grasp shook Snakeman to his core. Especially because he was the eldest, and thus their protector.

He didn’t notice that Magnet was in the room until his gaze went over to him by accident, and once he saw him his body stiffened and his haw was clenched.

"What are you doing here?" He breathed, attempting to look like he hadn’t just had a nightmare. How much had Magnet seen? Snake was concerned about any of his brothers seeing him worried or anything relating to that feeling— after all, why should they feel safe and secure if their oldest brother didn’t feel safe and secure, and was having nightmares about them getting hurt?

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((For Sadistic!AU if you want!)) "Please don't hurt me!"

Sadistic!AU

The DWN froze at the words that came from Shadow’s mouth— he wouldn’t dare lay a single hand on the third line with the intention of seriously harming them, and certainly not within their current circumstances.

He looked ready to move toward Shadow, and he did— taking a step or so forward, but stopping himself. Advancing toward Shadow would likely give off the impression that he was trying to hurt him.

"I’m not going to hurt you, Shadow." Snake said gently. "…I would never hurt you."

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✖ (Sadistic Fire!AU)

This was going to be the end.

Guts Man was determined to make sure of it this time. In his conscious state, he tracked down exactly where Fire Man was, using the many calls and threatening messages that he’d left. Fire Man might not be wholly cornered, and it might’ve been his home turf- the sadist had to have been hiding out SOMEWHERE for the past several months, since it was no secret he’d captured and tortured numerous DWNs- but Guts Man knew that would ultimately mean nothing when he himself became just as monstrous as Fire Man. In that state of mind, thought was lacking not in a way that made for stupidity, but for pure instinct and to the extent of murder.

There was a chance Fire Man wasn’t going to make it out of this alive. But it was a risk that had to be taken, and Guts Man didn’t have a choice but to accept that- much like he’d been forced to accept the death of Oil Man and his own recreation to successfully take Fire Man down.

In other words, little had changed from the last attempt to take Fire Man down. But Guts Man felt more prepared this time. Maybe he was being worn down after so many fights, and maybe he was storing his pain with the intent of taking it out mercilessly. It didn’t matter at this point. As long as Guts Man could find the willpower to do this…

He left the lab, bringing nothing. No back-up, no weapons, not even an inhibitor collar. He knew he wasn’t going to even leave Fire Man with enough of a neck to put it around. He had his mission, and he was going to fulfill it bare-handed; not because of his pride or because he had something to prove, but because there was simply no other way to do it. He knew this already from prior fights. He hadn’t a song in his heart, because there was no song he knew of to fully express the pain of going to break your own brother.

Your own brother whom you loved, and wanted in the depths of your heart- metaphorical, granted- to protect. Your own brother whose warm smile and humble demeanor were corrupted and turned into something demented and evil. Whose comforting flames like a hearth spread and turned into a house fire. Oh, heavens… he shouldn’t have been thinking about that now, it was only going to make this that much harder. It was going to doom him- so he chose to think of the others.

Rock, who was traumatized and made into a fearful victim instead of the worldwide hero he was known to be. Roll- who would carry her brothers’ emotional burden until the day she fell apart in disrepair. Cut Man, Ice Man and Bomb Man, whose loving sibling nearly dragged them to their tombs. Elec Man, whose best friend ruined his life. Time Man, whose previously unseen heart was broken- and Oil Man, who would never be there to mend that unseen heart again.

Much better.

Guts Man found where he was looking for. He grabbed the boulder blocking the way and threw it away, like it was a curtain rather than a solid makeshift door, and heard it shatter somewhere several metres to his left. He then started descending into the dark hellhole, his optics starting to glow a blank white and his hands clenching into powerful fists. It wouldn’t take him long to register Fire Man’s presence, and thus, his far less thoughtful programming kicked in.

He started to growl. A vicious snarl was Fire Man’s only warning before Guts Man burst in with a roar, lunging straight at him with otherwise no time for the sadist to prepare himself.

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(Sadstic!AU) COMMUNICATION COMING FROM UNKNOWN. "Yer not gonna find me till Ah want'cha t'ah find me. Remember that." COMMUNICATION TERMINATED.

Even from whatever distance Fire Man was at, he would likely hear the earth-shaking roar that Guts Man let out from the sudden communication.

One main part of his upgrades was that any form of contact with Fire Man would be responded to in this way. With a complete, Hulk-esque transformation of his personality and prime directives, threatening to smash mercilessly and without guilt. Unfortunately, it was unlikely Fire Man was dumb enough to be within 100 metres of the behemoth’s rage, or Guts Man would’ve been able to track him down easily and quickly.

As such, Guts Man was stuck. He was in hunting mode, but there was no target. This would last for the next hour before he calmed down, and until then, there was a low growl coming from his metallic throat and his glowing optics glared out the window.

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(Sadistic Fire!AU) Think you'll be okay now that's Fire's gone nuts?

"Uh…"

Oil rubs his arm nervously; he’d been on edge since Fire Man’s reprogramming, and boy, was he terrified of the idea of meeting him now. It had been one thing when he had no idea what Fire Man had been like and had been pleasantly surprised to find that he was a sweet, cautious guy. But this time he knew exactly what Fire Man would do upon meeting him again, and it didn’t take his pyrophobia to be scared out of his wits.

"Hopefully…? I’m just hopin’ I can sit back and send my support from the lab. There’s no way in hell you can get me out on the battlefield with that wacko."