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classic-demolition replied to your post: Angsty headcanon: The lack of sleep due to his...
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Angsty headcanon: The lack of sleep due to his cybernetic eyes led to increased exhaustion which in turn increased the resurgence of Sad Thoughts and Sad Memories about his wife and kid. Maybe, because he can't really close his eyes and stop seeing things, he sometimes has dreams/hallucinations while awake and will be unable to tell reality from dream for a *brief* moment when he sees his wife standing by the door? (I tried my best, but clearly I'm not angst material *sob*)
The old Sniper raised his hands. “Okay. You got me. Good job. Want a cookie?”
Angst headcanon: Virgil wishes he and Roderick were better friends and that they got along more, and is also very very very sorry for continuously shooting Rod in the arse
What is the angstiest headcanon you have for my muse?
“I’d like him a lot better if he didn’t do weird things like sit on my team mates laps and talk to plants. Until then, I will continue to remind him with shots to the bum to remind him that there are other people there he could heal when the tank doesn’t need healing. Ah well, my first-aid skills are good enough anyway. Used to being alone when I work.”
@find-a-health-kit
Angsty Headcanon: Virgil is so jealous of Ethan's big muscles! That's why he's always sassing off to him, because he's jealous he doesn't have the big, beautiful, perfect, amazing muscles Ethan has. Oh! And he secretly admires his boss, he thinks Ethan is sooo cool and amazing!
What is the angstiest headcanon you have for my muse?
“Wait, what muscles?” He peeked through his scope. “I still can’t see the muscles you’re talking about. Ethan as muscles?”
@classic-gorilla
Strike of the flower crowns!
But he can’t fite the girl putting a flower crown on him.
Angsty headcanon: Virgil doesn't hate Roy for his new eyes, in fact, Virgil loves the new robo eyes Roy gave him. They're the best and he thinks Roy is the best engineer too.
What is the angstiest headcanon you have for my muse?
“……………………………………”
“You sure about that, pal?”
@classic-engineering
Angst headcanon: the reason Virgil just stayed silent when answering that last question is because his LOVE for RORY is TOO STRONG it's choking him up it's okay Virgil you can admit everything no one will mind shhhhh
What is the angstiest headcanon you have for my muse?
“………………………”
@classical-crowbar
Angst headcanon: He secretly loves Rory but is in lifelong denial due to the pain of what happened with his wife and kids. Just admit your feelings Virg; admit your adoration.
What is the angstiest headcanon you have for my muse?
“………………………………………..”
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What is the angstiest headcanon you have for my muse?
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The young Sniper squinted at the Scout who was wriggling his eyebrows at him. “Uhhhh..... 1. Barely a 1. Maybe a 2 on a good day........ And cut that out- god- you look ridiculous!”
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classic-engineering:
Roy ignored the Sniper’s questions and grabbed his shoulders again and shook him like he did the night before. “Virg! It’s mornin’! Listen! Last night ah had an idea ta better help ya on the battlefield, but you were too tired ta really listen.” he said excitedly.
“Hows ‘bout ah make ya a pair of eyes that’ll let ya see through a Spy’s disguise and not only that, but let ya see ‘em comin’ like five miles away?!” he asked. It would be his greatest invention yet! Then for once, he won’t be known as ‘Radigan Conagher’s son’. No, this time people would know him as Roy Conagher.
“So? How ‘bout it?”
He didn’t have very much luck in trying to find an answer, or trying to remember what happened before. He was shaken viciously, head snapping back and forth in a very painful matter. Not listen? He was hardly listening now with what was happening. God... he felt like he was going to throw up. Would serve the Engineer right if he did.
Eventually the shaking stopped. Virgil took a moment to get his sense of balance back, and not throw up, before paying attention to what had been said.
Eyes? Make them? Look through disguises?
He started to laugh. And once he did he couldn’t stop. The Sniper knew nothing about science, but.. that just sounded improbable. And ridiculous. As if Roy could manage anything like that.
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The woman was busy reviewing paper work on each member of the team, and the male had walked in on the perfect time before she had gotten to his file. With a small glance up and a rather expressionless face due to the lack of caffeine in her system, she merely stated. “On break. I’m filling in vhile ‘e’s gone.” She sighed, rubbing any tiredness from her eyes due to the paperwork and stating to her full height.
“Vhat may I ‘elp you vith?” She questioned lightly, walking around and leaning on the desk. It was cluttered, but not like what she would normally have done to it in such the short time. She folded her arms across her chest, looking him up and down to notice any differences. Mental note: hunch, now that was new. “If vou are in pain, please, dake a seat.” She offered, chilled ungloved hand pointing to the gurney in the middle of the small room they called the medical bay. She wished to rant, to explain to anyone who would hear that THIS is by far no medical bay functional for a professional of medical standards.
Filling in? Um..... Virgil didn’t... like the sound of that. So he stayed at the doorway, gaze wondering around, looking through the walls with his strange eyes, trying to see if the original doctor was coming back any time soon.
“Huh?” he queried when he heard the end part of the question. He dragged his gaze back to her. She looked.... like she was assessing him. He hated that. He scowled at her and at the mention of pain. “I’m fine,” he bluffed. Plus, gurneys weren’t going to help with his pain.
The old Sniper tried to straighten up but felt something to tweak along his spine. “Yeowch...”
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