#scrapcollector

[iikin95]

A little scenario with my Oc's from my own au "A Scrapped Tale" :]

Scrap!Alphys and Scrapcollector belong me

Forgot I had tumblr again.......

[robotfamiliar]

@scrapcollector ( continued from [x])

It was in this bird’s nature to be protective. After all, many people would love to harm his best friend, and as such, he was going to make sure this was safe.

{{ Well I just wanna make sure you don’t try nothin’ with Bastion. And I wanna make sure your tools are omnic safe. }} He retorts, struggling to keep his balance without flapping his wings. 

Should he warn Torbjorn that Bastion hated loud noises or...?

[ronny-rose]

At night in the yard of a small scrap collector (sorry for my English) xD . . . . #scrapcollector #oldcar #nostalgiclook #look #atnight #yard #nightshots #nightphoto #clouds #longtime #longtimeexposure #colorphotography #colorphoto #nice #nopeople #junk #junkdealer #dealer #photography #photooftheday #pictureoftheday #berlin #schöneweide #osw #instagood #berlinatnight https://www.instagram.com/p/B3PcC64H-qd/?igshid=1h75wvlg5mu05

[alalkomeneis]

Wing dang doodles an armour pack onto Athena b/c Athena is a QT3.14 and needs protectjörn.

           ☢

Thank you!

Her HP is now up from 200 to 275. You have protectjörned your favorite AI.

[alalkomeneis]

scrapcollector replied to your post: arcturias replied to your post: ...

i once tried to start an anubis AI blog buuuuut…

YELLING LOUDLY 

[alalkomeneis]

“I... ... ... Trust you.”

           ☢ 

The words had Athena immediately looking up from her datapad.

For the past few days, she had done her best to avoid the engineer. Turning here instead of there, going a different way to avoid walking by his lab, ignoring the kitchens entirely just to avoid running into him or the Junkers-- anything she could do to keep some distance between them, she would do.

It wasn’t easy. She had spent her entire existence trying to keep her people safe. But Torbjorn had a point; she could easily be hacked and used against her own team. The Agents had their own lives and their own families, and she could not risk hurting them. Their personal safety came before convenience, and especially before her comfort. 

So instead, she had taken to living in Winston’s lab. While the scientist worked, she spent time reading, researching, and planning. She spent her days ordering supplies ad making sure that the base was running up to par. Sometimes, she even tried hacking into Talon’s database to see where they were, and what they were up to.

Anything to make herself feel useful. Anything to keep herself occupied.

She was halfway through some eBook Mei had recommended when she heard footsteps making their way up the stairs. They were too quick to be Winston’s, but still Thea paid them no mind. That is, not until their owner spoke.

Torbjorn’s words had a warmth forming in her chest. Blue optics brightening, skipping cyan and going straight to sky. The datapad placed to the side, the small robot slid off her perch on Winston’s desk, clasping her hands in front of her. Lips curved into a sweet smile.

“I-- Thank you, Torbjorn.”

He would never know how those few stressed syllables eased her pain.

[alalkomeneis]

⁇⁇ :3c

Send ⁇⁇ and my muse will blurt out any and all questions they've always wanted to ask yours.

“How are your wife and children doing? What made you think that having so many children during the war was a good idea? Why did you decide to go into engineering? Do you ever mean anything you say to Reinhardt, or is it all just playfulness?

“Was it easy to throw me away? Would anything make you trust me again?”

“Would it be better if I just let them put me back in the computer?”

“Are you happy?”