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A dumb cross-over between two of my OCs...Kia from of course here and Gears ( @turningofthegrs1 ) from Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force Go. I just had to, cause Kia would find the Robot Monkeys cute but Gears very much does not appreciate the hugs at all XD
Enjoy ;3
" ...would coffee be appropriate fuel? " (( For Alchemist ; cause need more Dad!Alchemist XD ))
“There are certainly better things to get energy from. When you look at healthier options, coffee leaves...much to be desired. But I’ve resorted to it far too often when I was in a crunch for time and needed quick energy. Best not to make it a habit.”
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"...left over food coloring, I thought they'd blend. Short answer, no."
“You know you could have asked...”
Nuts and Bolts and Gears and Scraps
@turningofthegrs1
Scrapperton had done many many difficult things in his life. he had changed his biological body to one of metal and pipes and gears. He had created his own little wonderland (even if it had gotten destroyed). He had outlived everyone he had ever known and managed to let go of his disappointment in their disgust of him.
But running from the Skeleton King? That was by far the hardest thing he had ever managed to get away with. He’s still not even sure how he managed it. Should he be proud for out smarting the mastermind? Or should he be grateful that there might have been a slip up from the other somewhere along the way?
He did know he was worried every second of every day. And thus Scrapperton had to disappear. He couldn’t be Scrapperton anymore, he couldn’t have his own wonderland collection.
So now he was Duke Rust, a humble little robot man who owned a repair and building shop that was painted in browns and blues and was nestled in a little city in who knows where (he certainly didn’t, at least).
And right in this moment he was out of disguise and he got his shop ready for the day, completely unknowing the door was unlocked.
Meet Me On the Battlefield
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Training. It wasn’t Arrow’s favorite activity in the Super Robot, but it was a necessary one. If she had ever worked with a team before, that wasn’t something she recalled--not that she recalled most things before waking in the Savage Lands, as the Hyper Force called them.
Still, she found herself adjusting quickly, running around the mock battlefield, taking and throwing shots, gaining better control over the energy arrows she shot from her palms. In fact, she could almost say she was enjoying it, really. The thrill of the battle, the called praise from her new friends...
Until movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention. That split-second’s worth of distraction allowed an energy blast to her side to send her flying through the--and straight into a gruff looking and scarred monkey.
“Just checking in...I’m still alive and well.”
“Emphasis on alive.”
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"...so, pretty much marking that down as the day I am going to be hiding from you all. Noted."
“Hey, I just you to be happy. You can deny it all you want, but that isn’t going to stop me.”