#titanium-alloy-automaton

[titanium-alloy-automaton]

Rabbit runs to the spine "'LYSSA'S BACK! 'LYSSA'S B-B-B-B-BACK!"

The emerald-eyed automaton would look at the copper 'bot, clearing his throat a litte. He had been gone as well, but no one seemed to have really noticed. Or they simply pretended not to.

"Yes, Rabbit, I'm aware. Seeing as she was the one who... Hmm... Revived me, I'd say. Key-Lock is still...." He spoke softly, slowly closing his emerald orbs, before looking at his sibling.

"It's good to see you again, Rabbit."

[clockworkcopper]

titanium-alloy-automaton replied to your post: “B-b-betcha I’m more photogenic than Th’Spine.”

“Hey! That’s rude, Rabbit.”

“Alright, a-alright. I’ll admit it...it’s a draw.”

[walter-worker-alyssa]

Here’s a kind reminder that The Spine’s activation day is on January 22. Please be sure ta’ wish him a good day on Wednesday~

[illxfated]

@titanium-alloy-automaton​ 

“Heehee..”

Rubs his face against the robots arm. “Purrrrr. I’m a kitty cat.”

[coppergears]

Death - //Because we haven't had any angst for a while, muahahahaha!

Everything had gone wrong, terribly wrong.

Silver loomed over that fallen 'bot, a tendril curled around Gears' chin- forcing him to look at The Spine. To look at the blue matter splattered across his fiance’s chassis as he gasped and sputtered- systems failing.

Oily tears streamed down Gears' face, vocoder scratched and voice hoarse from his cries, those futile screams to stop, to just take him instead- but that monster never listened. 

He was fully restrained by that evil, corrupted Spine- unable to even reach out and comfort his love in those final moments. All he could do was to watch those beautiful emerald eyes fade to darkness, a hand weakly reaching out to him before going limp.

Even now, The Spine didn’t blame Gears... but Gears himself, on the other hand...

Silver spoke up in a low tone, affirming those awful thoughts that swirled in Gears’ mind.

"Look at him, Gears. You failed him, it's the least you could do."

Those thoughts, those hurtful voices in Gears' head only intensified as those grief-filled malfunctions increased. 

'You should have known better than to drag anyone into this.' 

'Why would you think you deserved happiness?' 

'He deserved better.' 

'You ruined him, and now you've ruined the lives of his family, too.'

That grief, the absolute despair in that broken Rabbit's face as he kept whispering apologies over and over, the trembling of his body- Silver couldn't help but to smile.

“What a shame, you could have avoided this if you had just turned yourself in~”

And now- claws poised over Gears' chest, digging into the edges around that beautiful blue core... it was time to claim his reward.

...Gears wouldn't even fight back.

[hockeyvigilante-a]

@titanium-alloy-automaton liked for a starter.

☠ Okay, before he had gone sucked up by that portal..he had troubles.  And he was about to ask the robot for some help..maybe he could give him some advice and stuff.

He knocked the door and carefully peeked inside the room before he entered. You never knew what a person did in their free time, huh?

“Dude...Can I talk with ya for a sec? I kinda need some advice...”

[ask-strangelyvic]

One-Way Ticket ~ {Closed Starter}

@titanium-alloy-automaton

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Waltzing crookedly down the isles down towards the back caboose was a lot more challenging than anticipated. Although, Victor did have to take into consideration, the train was moving rather fast on the tracks, and the halls near the end were a tad narrow. He constantly found himself bumping into the sides with each shift of the cars.

All this for a cigarette, Victor thought with a frown, knowing he was simply letting his anxiety get the better of him.

Truth be told, the old merc rarely ever fished for his cigarettes. But when he did, it was all because of his nerves. Never did he wish to smoke for “good old times sake”.

Making his way through the last door, he squeezed himself through and situated himself on the narrow bench facing out. Satisfied that he wasn’t going to be set off balance anytime soon, he pulled out his cigarette and placed it between his lips. Relaxing with his back against the outside wall, he let himself smile for the first time during his trip. At least now he could take the time to clear his head.

Or so he believed...

[the-necrobots-blog]

titanium-alloy-automaton replied to your post: “You know, I’m all for torture, but some of the...

“You too, eh?”

“Yeah,. As much as I myself torment her, I do it to get a rise out of her. It’s ‘fun.’ What these greyfaces are doing is just uncalled for.”