#mentally xyz mercs

[emotionally-xyz-mercs]

Welcome to the Emotionally-XYZ-Mercs

We are a group of blogs based on characters from and around the 2007 game "Team fortress 2", this varies from canonical characters, to original characters. COMMUNITY SERVER https://discord.gg/A6P29xBJeq

MASTERLIST REQUIREMENTS

-Blog is at least 1 month old, with at least one post per week. -YOUR BLOG MUST BE DIRECTLY RELATED TO TEAM FORTRESS 2, THERE ARE A SURPRISING AMOUNT OF THESE THAT DO NOT FOLLOW THIS, AND THEY WILL NOT BE ADDED TO THE LIST. MEME BLOGS INCLUDED. REASONS YOUR BLOG MAY NOT BE HERE, DESPITE REQUIREMENTS

1. Your blog is blacklisted from our community

2. we forgor 3. We are currently 'vibe-checking' your blog

Soldiers

@physically-american-soldier

@emotionally-clumsy-soldier

@emotionally-destroyed-soldier

Medics

@emotionallyunwellmedic

@emotionally-inept-medics

@physicallytiredmedic

@emotionally-slutty-medic

Spies

@emotionally-wistful-spy

@emotionally-boxedin-spy

Demomen

@emotional-support-demoman

@emotionally-tipsy-demoman

Pyros

@emotionally-happy-pyro @mentally-silly-pyro

Heavies

@emotionally-intense-heavy

@physically-toned-heavy

@mentally-capable-heavy

Scouts

@emotionally-annoying-scout

@emotionally-devastating-scout

@emotionally-amused-blu-scout

Snipers

@emotionally-alive-sniper

@emotionally-resilient-sniper

Engineers

@emotionally-intuitive-engineer

MVM Bots

@physically-robotic-medic

@physically-bloody-medibot

@physically-artificial-medic

@emotionally-anxious-spybot

@physically-robotic-heavy

@physically-robotic-giantscout

@emotionally-mean-mechamedes

@emotionally-wired-pyrobot

@emotionally-hopeful-pyrobot @mentally-joyful-demobot

Other Canon

@emotionally-odd-archimedes

@emotionally-spiteful-gray

@emotionallyhorrifiedbidwell

@emotionally-drained-pauling

@overly-australian-saxton-hale @mentally-quiet-spycrab

OCs

@emotionally-mature-mechanic

@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

@emotionally-creative-rogue

@emotionally-chaotic-warrior

@emotionallydeprived-shapeshifter

@emotionally-sensitive-captain

@spiritually-seafairy-seafarer

@physically-deadpan-rodion @emotionallycontentstrategist @emotionally-traumatized-wildcard @emotionally-devious-trickster

[pillow-14]

woe. sniperbot oc upon ye

he can be found over at @mentally-feral-sniperbot !!

(undirtied version below cut)

REBLOGS>LIKES

no dirt ver

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

[ Sammy woke up in even worse pain than he was before. Worse than he's ever felt in his life. His joints absolutely ached and his fuel tank felt like hot acid was corroding his insides with every movement he made. ]

[ He couldn't get up from the floor. No matter how much he tried to his body refused to get up, it was absolutely unbearable. ]

PROTO...?

[ It called out, fans whirring at a million miles an hour as he looked around the factory. He couldn't see a thing. ]

I CANT MOVE.

[virtuoso-spybot]

PASCAL?

I NEED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING

-emotionally-anxious-spybot

YEAH, ARTH? WHAT IS IT?

[mentally-joyful-demobot]

It's the same, loud engine again. This time though, V is happy to be on it. Happy to be out. The sun is setting over the horizon and she speeds openly over the abandoned desert road. She's learned that no one bothers to monitor the roads like these. The daily heat is beginning to die away as the sky transitions from bright blue to a soft purple.

She's finally found the time and energy to ride back out to talk to Esme. With two legible copies of A Wrinkle In Time no less!

You've outdone yourself this time. Remembering to talk to your friends? Unheard of!

She pulls around to the front of the greenhouse, gentler with her arrival this time. She parks the motorcycle and takes off her helmet, trading it for the books.

"It's V! Are you here?"

(-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist)

[ It had been some time since Esmé had anything remotely eventful happen. Things just. . . Got quiet for a while. She didn't mind, but it felt odd not having to run around and deal with a million problems; odd. . . Oddly nice? Maybe? ]

[ Hearing the sound of a motorcycle engine approach and cut off was off putting to her at first, but soon the memory resurfaced: V! Her book club friend! She made her way outside, setting down the watering can she had been holding. As the summer heat grew intense, she had taken to adjusting her schedule to water the plants in the early morning and near dusk to avoid overheating herself and damaging the plants. ]

V! IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!

[ She noted the books in her friend's arms, the satellite on her hat flicked about with curiosity and glee. ]

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT THERE?

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[Pascal is peeking through Arthur's window, and one he's deduced that Sisyphus is no longer fronting, decides to go ahead and invite himself in.]

HEYY...! HOWS IT BEEN??

[He... seems to be a bit more on edge than usual.]

-@mentally-vivid-spybot

ITS BEEN FINE MORE OR LESS

[arthur has found and re-equipped his hat, for what its worth]

[it tilts its head]

ARE YOU OK?

YOU SEEM NERVOUS

[mentally-medicin-thebox]

Up and down the healer goes,

in and out of his hiding place.

That's the way he always goes,

POP GOES THE MEDIC!

Oh no! He got captured again,

he really thought he could escaped!

He was taken to a place.

But don't worry he made it out,

POP GOES THE MEDIC!

But when he escaped he wasn't the same,

everything metal now!

He hides in a box that is part of him,

POP GOES THE MEDIC!!!

[You can ask him any question, but as long it is respectful!]

[mentally-hyp3d-medic]

*A rare endangered Spycrab has appeared!* 😁🦀

*his eyes sparkled out of curiosity and interest*

Hooh! A spycrab?...I have quite heard you specie's are very rare! Say little one...vhat brings you here?

[chiptune-maestro]

Pascal and Sylvester from XYZ Robots are rivals to lovers!

based on an inside joke from the discord that i had to share

@mentally-vivid-spybot / @pillow-14

[emotionally-longing-mechamedes]

[a grn medibot sits on a rock in the desert, reading a weathered book]

[shes humming tunelessly to herself, unaware of the mechanical bird flying above her]

-@mentally-forgetful-medibot

[ At first, the bird thought it was dreaming. There was no way that patch of green on the ground was truly her, was it?? ]

[ Carefully, they got closer and closer to the ground before making their landing right beside her. Their mechanical talons made a distinct ‘tip, tap’ sound as it approached. ]

[ They couldn’t believe it. ]

[ It really was her. ]

…My lady?

[mentally-forgetful-medibot]

[ Otto was still very, very upset over his medigun breaking. Thats all he could think about for days now. The sound of shattering glass played in his mind on repeat like a broken record. ]

[ So here he was, visiting Esmé’s garden, hoping that this would be a good enough distraction from everything going on in his mind. ]

@physically-robotic-medic

[esme doesnt seem to be here right now]

[but penny is, sitting against one of the walls and reading a geology textbook over for the umbteenth time]

[she looks up to see otto entering the garden]

OH! HELLO!

[pillow-14]

I FUCKING LOVE DRAWING TF2 ROBOTS

you can find this goober at @mentally-vivid-spybot

REBLOGS>LIKES

[brighteyed-sniperbot]

Some faint noises can be heard by the front door of the factory. Two voices, and the rattling of the front door. It sounds like someone’s trying to get in. “C’mon, c’mon, there’s gotta be something in here, I just know it!” One voice speaks excitedly. It must be the one trying to open the door. “...Did you check the giant faded sign?” The other asks. “...Oh.” “I- really don’t know about this… We’re pretty damn far from the base…” “Don’t you usually have contracts out this far?” “Aye, but never to some old factory… Maybe my senses have been acting up lately, but something literally smells off…” “Well then I’ll go in by myself.” “Not a chance, I’m coming with you.” “Well alright then.” The first voice huffs. They finally manage to get the door open… -@cosmically-multiversal-militia

[ uhoh. ]

[ Sammy's mind began to race- Were these people sent by the voice?? Was he about to get terminated??? ]

[ ... ]

[ Did they already get Sniper...? ]

[ No. No time to be thinking of worst case scenarios. It had to go and look. It had to make sure that it and Proto had enough time to escape. ]

[ Sammy's hull shook as metallic footsteps rang out throughout the halls, getting closer and closer to the two unknown voices until he was close enough to peek at them from around the corner, one bright, vermillion eye shining in the dimly lit factory. ]

[virtuoso-spybot]

[ Pascal looked from side to side to make sure nobody was around before decloaking, the stained, maroon colouring of his hull becoming visible once more as he walked to Sylvester's door. ]

[ Why was he so afraid all of a sudden? His hands got stiff and shakey as he brought it up to the door. ]

COME ON... JUST SAY 'THANK YOU', ITS NO BIG DEAL. YOU'RE FINE!!

[ He grit his metaphorical teeth before knocking on Sylvester's door. ]

[ KNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCK ]

@physically-synthetic-engibot

[mentally-joyful-demobot]

A greenhouse? All the way out here?

This place never runs out of things to surprise me with. They wouldn't mind if I took a peak, would they?

V twists the throttle on her motorcycle and speeds up before veering off of the road and stopping in front of the greenhouse, kicking up the desert sand into a cloud behind her.

She steps off and towards the building, hands inside of her pockets and a smile on her face.

What would someone grow here? Flowers? Maybe some nice vegetables.

-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[ The weather was warming, so Esmé's routine was back to working on the garden for the better part of the day. And that day, she was conducting general maintenance: watering plants, checking for blight, the works. ]

[ She was used to visitors by now, but normally, they didn't show up in loud, revving vehicles. As such, she got up from where she was sitting to see who was approaching. Looks like. . . A human? That's new. She made her way closer to the garden's entrance. ]

OH! GOOD DAY!

I DO NOT BE BELIEVE WE HAVE MET?

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[The familiar sound of a door sliding open is once again heard. Its this guy again.]

HEYY GUESS WHO IT IS?? IM HERE TO PESTER YOU, WHOEVER’S AT THE WHEEL.

- @mentally-vivid-spybot

HELLO UNIT PASCAL

[its ymir, it seems]

[arthur cant seem to stay in control lately]