SELF IS TYRO

[healingtheassassins]

Sneaky

[tyrothegreat]

“INTRUDER ON HOUSEGROUNDS!”

Tyro bolted out the doggy door, yapping frantically. There were already Too Many people in and around the house, he couldn’t handle strangers with wacky wings showing up too!

[thebabelfishboy]

Before Locke knew what happening, they were shooting out of the house and towards the doggy door. This was not doing his delicate state any good! [ Ukk Tyro don’t! I’m going to puke! ]

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Josh froze when he heard Tyro come barreling out of the house. “Tyro! No! She’s a friend!” He scrambled after the alien dog and picked him up. “I asked her to come.” Megan leaned forwards to Tryo and Locke with a grin. “Oh my God! He’s so cute! Is he coming?” “Megan, this is Tyro and this is Locke. Locke isn’t feeling well, so he and Tryo are going to go back inside.” tyrothegreat

[tyrothegreat]

“NEGATIVE,” Tyro yapped.

Then he went still, thought for a long moment, and hissed in a quieter, more conspiratorial tone. “Negative. Selves not going back inside. Selves going to rescue Brotherbeing and ᚂᚆᚄᚇᚕ.”

[tyrothegreat]

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fireinmyfists:

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“Is breakfast at Rictor’s always like this?”

“Pretty much.” Josh smiled and he tore off bits of his toast and snuck them under the table for Tyro.

[tyrothegreat]

kentuckyblastin:

“Did this dog just talk?” he asks, to no one around.

“IDENTIFY OR SELF WILL GNAW ON ANKLEJOINTS.”

[tyrothegreat]

technarchology:

mutantevingador:

Lock?

Lock, what is this puppy?

Where did you get this puppy? What am I holding?!

Intergalactic pound? Puppyfriend very…..uh…….friendly.

Fatherbeing trying to give Tyroself away........

[tyrothegreat]

kentuckyblastin:

Sam looks down, just staring until he figures out how to react.

“Uh…. good boy?”

“IDENTIFY SELF, MEAT-THING.”

[tyrothegreat]

dontcallmejulio:

“Wrong, couch in my space. I can deny whoever I want.”

“SELF WOULD LIKE TO SEE MEAT-THING TRY.”

[tyrothegreat]

dontcallmejulio:

“Yeah, sorry to say it buddy, but he’s right. No couch for you ‘til you take a bath either.”

“Rejected. Couch in FAMILYSPACE. Self cannot be denied.”

[tyrothegreat]

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.”

The meat-thing smelled familiar, but it was tall and yellow-headed. Tyro knew too many tall, yellow-headed meat-things. How was he to know if this was one of his?

[tyrothegreat]

dontcallmejulio:

“Doug is making you take a bath, isn’t he?”

“Tyroself not permitted in Dougbed until Self.....” His voice abruptly switched to a recording of Doug’s shrill shouting. “STOPS SMELLING WORSE THAN A GYM FULL OF CHEWBACCAS.“

[tyrothegreat]

“Please do not make Self attend bathbattle. Pleasepleaseplease.”

[healingtheassassins]

Sneaky

[tyrothegreat]

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Josh snuck out the back door quietly, picking up his shoes so he wouldn’t be heard. He gave a strained smile to the girl standing in the back yard. “Hey Megan. A family member’s been kidnapped.” He closed the door behind himself, forgetting about the doggy door.

“Oh no! I can get the X-men-”

“No, I just need you to drop me off. This is more… subtle.” More of an X-force thing. “I just need to find him first.”

The pink haired girl nodded. “Cuckoos first?”

“Yeah.”

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“INTRUDER ON HOUSEGROUNDS!”

Tyro bolted out the doggy door, yapping frantically. There were already Too Many people in and around the house, he couldn’t handle strangers with wacky wings showing up too!

[thebabelfishboy]

Leeland, Dee and Locke stare at the sun as they mumble ‘no one bashed uglies to have us lets move straight along’ 

[tyrothegreat]

*is adopted but never remembers that fact*

[landlocke]

“….GET OUT.” He could feel his hands shaking at his sides; that was all he could feel. “ALL OF YOU. OUT. YOU COULDN’T LET ME HAVE THIS ONE THING. ONE MOMENT OF QUIET.” 

[landlocke]

Those angry sharp words washed over Dee-Ell like the spray of a cold ocean, and he could feel every molecule in his body turn rigid. A sharpness settled in his stomach and he swallowed the sudden hot lump in his throat. 

You are suffocating me. 

Breathing deeply through his nose, he schooled his features and opened his mouth. To slow, Doug’s attention was now on Tyro with the melted form of Locke stuck to his fur. Instinctively he turned around but there was no Leeland. 

A cold spear of dread shot up his spine. 

“Someone kidnapped Esperanza.” He tone was pointed and quiet but his shoulders shook. “She saved Chi-Chee and me.” His gaze settled on Warlock, acutely aware of his grandfathers staring contest with the monkey at his feet. 

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Josh held Tyro close to his chest while Doug yelled. His heart breaking for the sad look on Dee’s face. He stepped a little closer to put his hand on his younger cousin’s shoulder. 

“Leeland’s missing too.” Josh looked Doug in the face. “I’m sorry if we interrupted something but Locke’s not doing well.”

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[firefisting-deactivated20181228]

Rusty turned his attention to Josh, not hiding the shock on his face well. “Lee’s missing?” He and Dee had suspected that he could be, but to actually hear it confirmed… He could feel himself starting to panic at the thought. 

Ignoring the rest of the conversation going on around him, he wandered over to Locke, carefully petting him. He even felt different from usual; less warm and friendly, less solid. Lee and Locke couldn’t be separated for long. For him to already be this bad, Lee had to have been missing for a while. “Hey, buddy… you doing alright?” If he thought about what was happening, he was going to have a panic attack. It was better to just focus his attention on taking care of Locke until they knew what was actually going on.

d-cyphered

[tyrothegreat]

Tyro’s fatherbeings were a mess of shock and anger -- but Tyro decided that made sense. Yelling made sense, given the circumstances! “FEAR RESPONSE VALID,” he barked in what he thought passed for a reaffirming tone. “BROTHERBALL FAILING. BROTHERLEELAND MISSING.”

He padded over to Dee-Ell to try and help soothe that terror response as well. “FRIENDLING ALSO MISSING. BUT SELVES WILL RESCUE. SELFAMILY STRONG.”

[d-cyphered]

A Precarious Proposal

[technarchology-blog]

“…”

[d-cyphered]

“Warlock, will you–”

[tyrothegreat]

The bedroom door crumpled inward, shredded by the force of a pugnarch hurtling through it with all his strength. “ALARM ALARM ALARM,” he howled at the top of his speaker system. “FATHERBEINGS NEEDED URGENTLY.”

[healingtheassassins]

“Back to the house we go.” Josh lifted Tyro to a more comfortable position as he started towards the house. “You’d have more luck twisting  out if you were a cat. And I’m pretty sure your nose won’t help in this buddy.”

Locke wasn’t supposed to be flicking colours like that, was he? Josh picked up the pace a bit.

Maybe the Cuckoos could help find him…

[thebabelfishboy]

[ I make a good cat. ] Locke said sadly, clinging desperately to his brothers fur. Now he was mostly solid but his colours kept changing and wouldn’t keep to their usual golden yellow. He wasn’t sure what that meant but he didn’t really care. All he cared about was finding Leeland. 

Leeland was his brother. They couldn’t just leave him in the hands of Black Womb. Not again. 

[ Please Tyro, just get Warlock or Doug. We can’t do this on our own. ] The last thing they needed was a runaway Pug. 

[tyrothegreat]

“BUT--”

Tyro went still, hearing Warlock’s voice in his head: there is a time to be stubborn, and a time to listen. Judging by Locke’s desperation...this was one of those listening times. Even if Tyro was sure he could find Leeland on his own -- and even if he was hurt that they were treating him like a kid when he had so much more to offer than his limited form made it appear.

“...AFFIRMATIVE. TO HOUSE SELVES GO.”

[healingtheassassins]

Josh gently stroked Locke to try to calm him, trying to focus on Tyro’s words and not his volume. “We’ll find Warlock or Doug and we’ll fix this, okay? They’ll know what to do.” Not to mention that Josh had a few ideas of his own.

Josh gathered Tyro in his arms and stood up. “Buddy, you need to tell me where your dad is.”

[thebabelfishboy]

Locke clung to Tyro’s surface more easily now that there was an ample supply of lifeglow shooting through his tiny body. It was almost like he’d eaten an entire energy drink, can included. 

Burbling at the gentle fingers running over his surface, his body fluttered and flickered with colours. 

[ Yes! We need Warlock. Warlock will know what to do. Or-Or Doug! ] He wasn’t going to sob but he was close. 

[tyrothegreat]

“NEGATIVE. SELVES MUST LEAVE NOW. BROTHERLEELAND IN DANGER.” Tyro struggled in vain to escape Josh’s firm grip -- curse how easily this pudgy form could be lifted from the earth!!  “NO TIME. SELF WILL FIND BROTHERLEELAND WITH SELF’S SNIFFER.”

His nose wiggled encouragingly.

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“It’ll be alright, Locke.” Josh gently stroked the goopy technarch. “We’ll take care of it.”

Did he really get hushed by the dog? “Tyro…” He frowned at Tyro as he watched Locke start to reform.”Leeland’s been kidnapped? Is that it?”

[thebabelfishboy]

[ Yes! Yes! ] The little sphere caught himself with a worried little burble, trying not to simply melt over his brother again. Whatever Tyro was doing for him was working and soon the sphere was half clung to his fur and half formed in Josh’s hand. 

[ They took him and he threw me away. He said I had to get as far away as possible but… but we’ll get sick! He’ll get sick and-and- ] He let out a string of distressed beeps and signals, circuits dancing along his dark surface. 

[tyrothegreat]

“AFFIRMATIVE.” Tyro’s voice raised, but all the usual emotion had dropped away. Unlike Warlock who emoted the more excited he became, Tyro forgot his emotive scripts and veered into pure noise. “SELFSIBLINGS IN DANGER. BROTHERLEELAND MUST BE FOUND.”

His fur clung right back to Locke’s melting form, and soon it had pulled him in like he was a clump of syrup stuck on Tyro’s back. His brother secure, he started pacing anxiously on Josh. “MUST FIND MUST FIND.”