#mechs rp

[caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate]

Y o U

Ya gonna say somethin’ worth my while?

[master-at-arms]

Pickle theif.

She feels no remorse

Can’t for the life of me find the user with the original but here’s the pic

Also if I have to draw one more mechanical hand ever I will lose it

I only had to draw 3 VERY SIMPLE ones and I almost started crying

-🕺✨

[nas-does-engineer]

:(

[laertesthelocalstranger]

hey, if you have a moment, you're that lyf on here's friend, right? you've told me to intervene a time or two when you thought they were doing stupid idiot shit. anyway, any tips on dealing with unexpected interdimensional travel when there wasn't a portal or anything? id ask them, but i dont want them to worry too much, and last time they helped they ended up getting a tail for their trouble. wouldn't ask anyone at all, except. well, this most recent travel between dimensions went a bit screwy?

-- @doctorbarontsct

[There is no response.]

[oneeyed-jacks]

Round and round the mulberry bush

The badger chased the weasel

The badger thought it was all in good fun

But pop! goes the weasel

Why are ya singin’?

[visceralfractal]

Carmilla knocked on the door to the flat where Pamela resided. She smiled softly when the woman opened the door. Exactly who she wanted to see. "Hello, Pamela. Doctor Carmilla, we spoke a short while ago," she said and offered her hand. "I'm afraid we must move fast. If my crew sees me, they won't hesitate to try and harm me. Do make haste, my dear."

{ @allthesemechanismsbutnocoping }

They've had a bag packed for a while. Just in case.

They take her hand and hurry out the door, looking back for only the briefest possible moment at the home of all her riotous roommates.

Mechanisms. They're called the Mechanisms. And she will very soon be one.

"Let's go."

[allthesemechanismsbutnocoping]

Amelie chases Willard through their building, trying to take away the ball of yarn that's been stolen from them. Unfortunately, they've never been good nor fast at running,and end up tripping. The cat happily runs away, leaving Amelie laying on the ground in a mess of sprawled tangled limbs and pumpkin orange curls.

Jonny took a singular step outside of his room before seeing something vaguely cat shaped, running right at him. He jumped up with a yelp, clinging on to the wall. "Shit, where's my gun?!" He patted his sides with both hands and promptly fell off the wall he was just clinging to. He backed against the wall... until he saw it was just a normal cat.

As normal as any cat could be in their world.

"Winston," Jonny grumbled, getting up. "No, Watson. Wilson? William?" He hummed and grabbed her, giving her scratches. That was when he saw Amelie on the floor. "Lost something?"

[lyfedda]

Sinclair... It can't be true, can it?

It can't be.

It can't be...

Please.

[psychological-torture-anon]

wanna start a war

m? a war? who with who?

[lyfrassir-edda-nmtp200]

so, uh. heyyyyyy, new lyf. how are things going?

— @doctorbarontsct

They're... going well compared to what our fate was bound to be.

Thank you for that.

My crew keep asking how I knew and I don't think I can tell them.

[immortalarsonist]

Turns out a gunshot wound to the forehead works better than stapling a card, gotta keep in mind for next time.

[caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate]

What's this?

A gift has arrived!

Will you open it?

[Y / N]

No

[master-at-arms]

Jonny dad'ville is weird

I’ll say

[nas-does-engineer]

fuck you nas for telling people shit they don’t fucking need to know ‘bout what I do when drunk

-@caphhhhfgjdkhgjfj-firstmate

Did you only just find out about what I had said?

[laertesthelocalstranger]

Standing in an empty alleyway, Lyf wiped their eye once again. They put the phone down with the rest of their things. In their hand, they held a picture. One that reminded them why they were doing this. It was for them. It was for everyone they ever cared about.

It was supposed to make it easier, but it didn't. They still hurt. They hurt so badly.

Opening the portal was easy, though. Taking that first step, that was easy, too.

Lyf closed their eye, walking through the portal and expected to hear the screams, smell the rotten flesh of the corpses collected throughout the years, feel the bitter coldness that the Bifrost offered.

Instead, they felt.. a warmth? They opened their eye and felt their heart sink. They weren't in the Bifrost.

Shit.

"Quilt?"

(( @lyfedda

Laertes stands in the middle of a bedroom, an absolute mess of a place, with crafts supplies and various textiles scattered all about. They seem different since last they saw each other, with patchwork ears and a tail, and shattered kaleidoscope eyes. He’s drawing all over the wall in what appears to be chalk.

Laertes stares for a moment. Why are they here? They used her power, that’s not- how did they-

Oh.

“Lyf.”

[oneeyed-jacks]

I employ full grown adults (-minus Jonny don’t ya say shit) can someone tell me why the hell I just watched a group of em sprint past the entrance when there s’pose to be working.