#Anansesem (headcanon)

[shadowslinkercowboy]

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Spider wears a holo-data locket, to which he can wirelessly send pictures that he “screencaps” from his optical feed. He has quite a collection of pictures on it, of friends and family.

The most recent picture he’s (finally) added was one from Gimialla mine, of Zero and Axl scuffling playfully about something.

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™Are they possessive?

Yes and no. He’s not possessive of people, because he has issues from when he was younger.

But places? Hell, yes. He is very possessive of his “territory,” which consists of the city his condo is located in, and all of Gigantis. He knows everyone and everything that lives in those areas, and if an unfamiliar stranger who’s acting off enters his territory, he gets wary and suspicious until he assesses how much of a threat they may or may not be. Hello, Taloura!

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✂If they had to choose one weapon to carry forever, what would it be?

That would be a difficult choice for him, because he prizes the three weapons he has. But if it came down to it, he’d choose his weapons cards.

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★ Do they have a favorite scary movie? Book? Show?, ◯ Do they believe in ghosts?, ✦ Who is their favorite villain?, ☄ While watching a scary movie, are they the one clinging to a friend or being clung to?

★ Do they have a favorite scary movie? Book? Show?

Spider isn’t much for scary movies or other media, outside of the annual Horror Movie Marathon he, Cedar, and Dynamo have every Halloween. Mostly because most scary movies and shows involve copious usage of spiders.

◯ Do they believe in ghosts?

He does not believe in ghosts, the afterlife, or anything of the metaphysical sort. And he most certainly refuses to believe he encountered Aile’s ghost during the Rebellion thing in Gigantis.

✦ Who is their favorite villain?

Cedar His favorite fictional villain would have to be Loki, from the Marvel movies.

☄ While watching a scary movie, are they the one clinging to a friend or being clung to?

He’s the one being clung to, because there’s not much that scares him. Or so he claims. Reggae hasn’t let him forget last Halloween.

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☾What is their favorite and least favorite thing about the night?

Spider’s favorite thing about the night is stars. Both the real ones in the sky, and the metaphorical ones made by city lights. When he doesn’t have a night-time job, he likes to go out on his balcony and just watch the city below.

His least favorite thing about the night is viral and glitched Irregulars are usually more active at night. They tend to make his bounty hunting jobs more difficult, which means he has to put more effort into accomplishing the jobs, which tends to make him cranky.

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Ah heck, why not. ♠~

Spider frequents many restaurants in the various cities he frequents, whether they’re uber-expensive and fancy like Mirage, or a little hole-in-the-wall like Wok This Way.

However, his favorite is Giuseppe’s, an expensive Italian restaurant not too far from the Irregular Hunter Headquarters. He has many fond memories connected to it, and he usually ends up there every other week, schedule permitting. (Very rarely will he go alone.)

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Spider is superstitious! Before he goes on a mission or enters a fight, he glances at the faces of the weapons card(s) he's drawn before he throws them.(It’s a form of tarot reading, but don’t call him on it!) The ace of spades has become a sign of good luck for him, so whenever it comes up, he’s optimistic about the outcome of whatever.

In contrast, the five of spades is extreme bad luck for him, because that’s the card he drew when he and Aile were attacked by a mechadragon. (He actually lost the card, because it got stuck in the mechadragon’s cranial plating before it was lured off.)

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☹ Name one person they would kill for.

Considering Spider is a bounty hunter who hates ‘capture, not kill’ bounties...

He would- and has- killed for any of the people in his inner circle.

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♠ ♠ I want two~

♠Spider is the leader of the Troubleshooters, and he has no clue how that happened. He’s not even sure when it happened, and he tends to mentally flail whenever the subject comes up. Mostly because he doesn’t want to be a leader, and he’s too used to having Aile’s guidance.

♠Of all the things Spider prefers to keep secret, his actual age is the biggest one. Nothing will get him to admit to it, none of the people who know him will give it away, and only a look into his (sealed) records will reveal it. And Spider has a good reason for this- but he won’t admit to that either, because it’d hint at his age.

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14. What are your hobbies?/ What do you like to do with your spare time? and 18. Is there anything the Mun has dragged you into that you kinda wish you didn’t do or become part of?

14. What are your hobbies?/ What do you like to do with your spare time?

I like the usual stuff. Readin’, listenin’ to music, playin’ my electric violin, hangin’ out with friends, cookin’, muckin’ around with my truck. That sorta shit. But sometimes, when I have a long stretch of nuthin’ to do, I’ll start drawin’ interior design drafts.

18. Is there anything the Mun has dragged you into that you kinda wish you didn’t do or become part of?

...yeeeah, there’s a few things she’s dragged me into that I ain’t wanted any part of. But she’s usually pretty good about makin’ it up to me.

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Spider x Signas, all the SFW ones

Mwaha~

Who cooks?

Spider cooks, most of the time. Both because he enjoys it, and it’s his damn kitchen. Signas is just bewildered by the number and variety of cookware Spider has.

Who’s the messiest? The cleanest?

Neither can stand messes, and they get twitchy when Dynamo someone leaves a mess.

Who fixes the vehicle after a breakdown?

Spider. Because no one touches his truck. Not even Signas.

Living space has a leak! Who fixes it?

Spider. He’s good with most kinds of maintenance, owing to his second job and the deal he made with the property owners of Newpoint Tower.

Who buys the groceries?

Spider. One, it’s his condo. And two, Signas doesn’t even know what a third of the fancy foods and ingredients Spider gets are.

Going out to eat: Who pays? Who orders the most food? And who has dessert?

They trade off when the bill comes, unless Spider has dragged Signas to Mirage again. Neither orders a lot of food, because they have manners, dammit. And dessert? They’ll fight each other for it. They’ll fight YOU for it.

Would they go to the beach?

Spider loves going to the beach, and he will drag Signas along. He’ll drag Signas into the water, too, because Signas is going to have fun whether he wants to or not, dammit!

Who knows how to swim? Who doesn’t?

They both know how to swim.

Is someone multilingual? Do they try to teach another language to the other? How does it go?

Both are multilingual, and they love springing jokes, snark, and puns on each other in different languages. (Hell, that’s how Signas caught Spider’s interest.) And since they’re both robots, it’s no trouble for either to learn a new language.

Any pets? Or plants?

Signas doesn’t have the time for pets or plants. Spider, however, has both. He has a camera-bird he’s named Reggae, and a sea rocket plant he found in Gigantis’ artificial forest.

Baths or showers? Together or separate? Any bubbles or bubble fights?

Showers together. No bubbles other than the lather from the cleansers they use. But there are lather hats occasionally!

Can they stand silence? Who talks the most? Who talks the least?

If they’re in the mood for silence, they can stand it for hours, often by sitting together or leaning against each other while reading. As for talking, it depends on who has the most to say in any given situation, whether it’s Signas regaling Spider with anecdotes of the Hunters’ latest antics (Axl, Zero, and Zero’s Unit are frequent topics), or Spider’s excited to share some news or new skill with Signas.

Who stays up late? Who sleeps the most? Does the other have to force them to sleep/wake up?

Both tend to stay up late due to their respective jobs. However, Signas can function perfectly well on four hours or less of sleep, whereas Spider tends to be the shuffling dead if he has to get up before noon. And yes, someone does have to force Spider to get some sleep, or to get out of bed.

Who is the highest maintenance? Does the other mind?

Spider, hands down. There’s a reason one of his nicknames is “Dandy.” Signas tends to view it with amused tolerance, and the occasional tease.

Vacation ideas: who decides them? Where would they go, if anywhere?

Vacation? What’s that? Both are confirmed workaholics, so they tend to only take vacations under duress. Usually it’s Dynamo springing a vacation on them by giving them tickets to somewhere and telling them how long they have to pack before meeting their flight.

Of the places they’ve gone so far, they enjoyed Canada and Russia. Nevermind that Spider got into an argument with a moose in both places. (The moose won both times.)

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"Experimented with/explored their sexuality? Y"

“Eh.” Spider shrugged. “Aile taught me a fun way to get rid of excess energy after a fight. Completely honest here- I didn’t even know ‘roids could be sexual without biomorphics.”

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(This is one of Spider and Dynamo's favorite things to play together.)

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Combat Stats

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Tagged by: @mercenary-sniper

Tagging: @rp-thundercracker

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ —  strength.

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆  —  offense.

★★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆  —  defense.

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ —  speed.

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ —  durability.

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆  —  accuracy.

★★★★★★★★☆☆ —  agility.

★★★★★★★☆☆☆  —  stamina.

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆  —  teamwork.

★★★★★★★★☆☆ —  stealth.  

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ —  close combat.  

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ —  bladed weapons ( swords, dagger/s ).

★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆  —  blunt weapons ( club/s, staff/s ) .

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ —  ranged weapons ( archery, gun/s ).

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ —  superpowers / abilities.

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ —  traps/setups.

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆  —  medic.

Lasting injuries: A collection of scars that changes with each repair or upgrade.

Fighting style (bold all that apply): commander | duelist | honorable | dishonorable | would have others do their fighting | stealthy | long-ranged | melee | technological | sorcery | superhuman abilities | has fought in an illegal tourney | a lover of fighting | a hater of fighting | cowardly | reckless |  strategic | uses underhanded tricks | renowned for their skill | trained | untrained | keeps skills secret | won a battle | lost a battle | ruthless | merciful

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I'd like a ficlet based on 'An accidental adventure', please~ =D

Spider swears virulently under his breath as he ducks a buster shot, before twisting away from a vicious slash that would have bisected him, and risked a glance behind him for the public teleport hub he'd noted on his arrival.

Irregular Hunters are sure some ungrateful bastards, and X and Zero are the most ungrateful of all. At least the kid seems to have some sense, still hanging back where he'd been dropped when Spider had hauled his ass out of trouble. Again.

Of course, considering that whole Redips shitstorm, Spider logically can't blame the Hunters for their reactions.

But Spider isn't feeling very logical at the moment.

Hissing another curse, he spins away from another shot, the plasma passing close enough he can feel the heat scorch the outermost layer of paint on his armor. He dances back a few steps as Zero charges him, trying to get enough clear space so he can make a dash for the teleport hub, when he sees Axl's pistols raising.

Swearing viciously, the bounty hunter raises an arm, cards fanned in his hand, to defend himself from the newest attack.

Sees the kid's brief conspiratorial grin before he fires.

Spider only has enough time to yelp as the teleport hub at his back is struck and it explodes, before the world fades to white.

That ceiling is depressingly, alarmingly familiar. He sees it so often in his nightmares, he almost expects to wake up at any moment.

Spider stares up at it, almost feeling his vision starting to tunnel and darken, wavering like he's underwater. Are sounds really starting to echo in his ears, or is his head just ringing that loudly? He can almost swear he hears the ghost of heavy footsteps approaching, sees that hated face leaning over him with a sick grin...

He jerks up with a gasp, lurching to his feet as he tears free of the memories. Locking his joints against the overwhelming urge to run- run anywhere or nowhere as long as it was away from here- he takes a long, slow breath to calm himself.

He staggers a moment later, as a powerful wave of vertigo assaults him, curses streaming from his mouth in a vitriolic hiss.

Fuck, that wild teleport screwed with his synchronization! Well, isn't that just the fucking cherry on top of a shit sundae.

Regaining his balance- though he's sure he's swaying like a punch-drunk monkey- he lifts a hand to run his fingers through his hair and...wait. He frowns, looks around, then grunts and bends down to retrieve his hat- nearly stumbling onto his face in the process- and plants it firmly back on his head.

Now to get out of this empty room too full of nightmares.

Staggering forward, he passes through the door, ignoring the sensor-ghosts of hands grabbing frantically at him, of explosive heat and searing pain, and slowly makes his way down the tunnel outside.

Gimialla mine isn't a pleasant location on the best of days. It's even worse when one's synchro is off, leaving one staggering and exhausted, fighting vertigo with nearly every step.

Spider sags against a wall, frame heaving with his panting, too exhausted to muster up even a weak curse. He's going to get Axl back for this, even if the kid had been trying to help him. An explosive card or two, right in the face...

...okay, maybe just a swirly or something. The old man would have his head if he did anything more drastic to the kid.

Groaning quietly, the bounty hunter straightens the best he can to continue his trek through the tunnels, destination set firmly in mind. If he can just reach it before his systems shut down into stasis...!

It isn't much longer- or it could have been hours longer, even his internal chronometer is screwed up- before he sees the teleport hub.

Letting out a quiet cry of relief, he stumbles toward it, collapsing to his knees beside it. He grits his teeth as his vision swims, head feeling like a balloon filled with too much helium, before he's finally able to check the teleporter's coordinates. They're (still?) set to the Resistance's base, and he grunts, jabbing a finger at the control panel, until it finally cooperates.

Slowly, painfully slowly, he enters the coordinates he wants, then he hauls himself upright, staggers onto the hub, and closes his eyes as the teleportation takes hold.

Spider nearly collapses once he is substantial enough, almost missing the startled gasp from somewhere nearby. His vision is swimming alarmingly, and he lands on his face as he tries to stumble off the teleport hub. His head keeps trying to float away, making the room spin, and he has to fight against the very strong urge to purge his tanks.

Abruptly he realizes someone is beside him, speaking to him, and he turns his head to try to focus on whoever it is. He registers a blurry wash of cream-white and pink, and smiles vaguely as he recognizes Nana.

"Hey," he rasps, voice bleeding static. Too much static. He clears his throat and tries speaking again. "Need a favor. Call Sig?"

He doesn't hear her response, vision tunneling and darkening for real this time, and his systems send him into an emergency shutdown.

"-ider?...Spider? Hey."

Spider grunts as his shoulder is gently prodded, eyes reluctantly peeling themselves open to try to focus on the blur of black and white leaning over him. "Hn?" He blinks once, twice, and the blur resolves itself into Signas. "What took you so long, Sig?"

The Hunter High Commander smiles. "I could ask you the same, shadow slinker."

Spider chuckles wryly for the nickname as he stretches, pleased to note his synchro is nearly back to normal. He isn't on the floor anymore, either; Nana must have either moved him to a recharge berth, or gotten someone to help her. "This shadow slinker here's gonna have a few words about your two wonder-boys," he retorts as he relaxes again, lacing his fingers together and resting his hands on his stomach.

"What on Earth did you think would happen, showing up like you did?" Signas chuckles, one corner of his mouth quirking up further in a subtle teasing smirk.

"A little less shootin' and slicin', for one thing. Especially after I rescued the kid."

"Um...excuse me?"

Both Spider and Signas turn their heads at the same time to see a bewildered Nana watching them.

Signas straightens as he turns to face her. "It's a long story. Suffice to say, this is the real Spider."

She blinks. "The real...? But they said he died when Ancientus..."

"I did," Spider replies, smile vanishing. "That's apparently when Redips decided to play body snatcher." His mouth twists in a frown, mildly displeased once again that he won't be able to get revenge on the fucker. He'll have to settle for the fact his brother got it for him, even if Axl did it unknowingly.

"Then how...?"

The Hunter High Commander glances at Spider, one eyebrow raising slightly in a silent question.

Spider shrugs. "The eternal meddler meddled. Apparently my old man didn't want me to go quietly into that dark night."

"Your...? Oh." Nana's eyes widens. "Oh! Then you ended up back in the mine...?"

"X and Zero apparently didn't take too kindly to my showin' up draggin' Axl by the scruff, and while they were tryin' to make sushi outta me, the kid decided the best way to save me was to shoot my teleporter and trigger a random teleport that threw me into that damn mine. Screwed up my synchro somthin' fierce in the process."

The system operator smiles faintly. "I can imagine. You gave me quite a fright when you stumbled in like you did. I thought I was seeing a ghost for a moment."

Signas casts a smirk at Spider. "No, merely a cat who's used up one of its nine lives."

"Oh, don't start, or I'll punch you in the fuckin' nose, y'damned bastard!" the bounty hunter snarls, waving a fist in the air and knowing how ineffective- and ridiculous- the threat will be in his current position.

Nana covers her mouth to stifle a giggle. "I guess you'll both be leaving then?" she asks, knowing that with Aile gone, there is nothing holding Spider to Gigantis.

Spider hums quietly, scratching his jaw as he gazes up at the ceiling. Signas is silent, watching him, waiting.

"...no," the bounty hunter finally decides. "I know at least a few of the Troubleshooters escaped the Rebellion's grasp, and if I can get them back together...well, Aile'd want me to help put things right here."

Signas smiles, inclining his head almost imperceptibly in an approving nod. "Perhaps they'll even promote you to Chief R's position."

"Oh hell no, not a chance in fuckin’ hell, I'd rather kiss Crystal Horn!"

Signas throws his head back and laughs at the irate bounty hunter, turning to leave. "I'll keep that in mind when they do," he tosses over his shoulder, grinning at Spider's frustrated "RAUGH!" behind him as the bounty hunter waves his fists over his head, looking like an angry toddler.

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Spider groaned faintly with a huff of laughter, one hand clutching his side as he sagged against the wall, systems still humming from the sparring session, and he grinned at his opponent. "You sure you're not made of rubber or somethin'?"

Aile laughed, wiping away the circulatory fluid dropping from the numerous cuts scattered about his frame. "No, I'm not made of rubber. No, I'm not related to a snake. Or an octopus, for that matter. It's not my fault I'm so flexible."

"Flexible? You make Gumby look like he's made outta blocks of wood."

Aile snickered and stretched. "Again, not my fault." He paused to eye the younger 'roid with a frown. "You're still running hot?"

Spider shrugged and looked away with a wry smile. "Always takes a while before my systems settle back down after a good fight. Might be half an hour at most."

The elder 'roid's frown deepened. "You've never done anything about it?"

Spider looked at him, blinking. "What's there to do about it? It's ain't a glitch or anythin'."

Aile stared at him, then facepalmed with a quiet chuckle. "Sometimes I forget how young you are..."

"Hey, I ain't that much younger than you!"

Aile just shook his head with another chuckle, before focusing on his indignant partner. "That's not what I meant. I was referring to your knowledge base."

Spider frowned at him, not exactly mollified, but not as likely to switch to a rage that would start another fight that would end unpleasantly.

"May I show you a way to deal with the excess energy? I think you'll enjoy it."

The younger 'roid's frown deepened and he grunted, gaze drifting as he thought over the offer. Finally he shrugged. "Sure."

He watched Aile's approach, blinking as the shorter 'roid reached up to hook a hand over the collar of his armor and tugged him down. The kiss wasn't a surprise, and he purred quietly as he returned it.

But the fingers running along the seams of his armor surprised him, and he hummed curiosity, interested to see where this would lead.

Spider groaned faintly as his systems rebooted enough for him to regain consciousness. He stared at the ceiling, wondering for a moment why he was laying on the floor.

Then he felt Aile shifting on top of him, and he lifted his head to meet the shorter 'roid's smirk.

"Well?" Aile asked, one finger absently tracing the black and white pattern on the younger 'roid's chest armor.

Spider blinked once, slowly. "We have got to do that again sometime."

Aile laughed and scooted up so he could kiss the younger 'roid, humming approval as Spider's arms came up to wrap around him.