#robo-scorpion

[rpjournal]

X-8 12/15/81

How long have I been here?? I checked my pip-boy and it's been over a month of lost memories.

These robots are crazy. Who the fuck thought it would be beneficial to merge a coyote with a rattlesnake? A radscorpion with a robot? Not to mention their fanaticism over whatever communism? Sounds just like the people at the vault if I'm being honest.

I got one of the sound samples from X-8 that should help me take down some of the barriers around this crater. As insane as they are, the brains-in-jars can be a bit charming.

[robo-writing]

Cockwarming with the MK1 boys

Kuai Liang

Cockwarming? Never heard of it.

You have to explain it before the visual clicks in his head, and it’s only then you see him nod in agreement.

Surprisingly receptive to the idea, it doesn’t take him much convincing. He enjoys the idea of close intimacy.

When would you like to start?

“Now? If you say so, little bird.”

There’s a peace that blooms in him, despite the salacious position you’re in. Hands rubbing into your bare back, nose buried into your neck as he inhales your scent, the hitch in your breath as you adjust yourself on his length.

It would be relaxing, if the feeling of your pussy wasn’t currently driving him up a wall. Everything is heightened this way, every breath making you clench against him, every movement making him shudder in bliss, a repetitive loop of sensations that keep the both of you trapped in each other’s embrace.

You move, he follows. You whimper, and he tastes the sounds on his tongue. You stay like that until you fall asleep, where he wakes up and the first thing he feels is the warmth of your cunt.

Bi-Han

Confusion is painted on his face when you tell him your idea.

Eyebrows raised, he didn’t know you to be the type to be so forward, surprised at just how eager you were.

“Hm, seems simple enough.”

At first he didn’t understand the appeal—if you wanted to have sex he could easily hold you hostage to the bed.

But fine, he would indulge you.

As it turned out you are far more creative than he gives you credit for. He might enjoy this newfound position more than he thought.

Every time you squirm, it’s another slap to your ass. The sound rings loudly in your ears, the clash of skin only dwarfed by your whimpering.

“Bi-Han, please—“ you beg, arms wrapped around his neck, scared to move anymore in fear of your husband’s wrath. “Just a little bit, I need more—“

Another hand comes down on your backside. You jump in response, then shiver when Bi-Han’s cold hands soothe the aching flesh.

“You decided the rules darling, no moving.”

You almost want to argue, but the look in his eyes freezes you in place. You’re forced to obey, shaking with anticipation for the moment Bi-Han finds you ready and fucks you like you need.

Tomas

“You want to what?”

Poor Tomas, his face turns a shade of red you’ve never seen before. He has to ask you to repeat yourself to make sure he heard you correctly.

When you do he becomes even more flustered, but it does spark a certain…curiosity.

He’s open to anything when it comes to you, and he would be a liar if he said otherwise.

As sweet as Tomas can be, it’s like he’s a different person when you’re like this—possessive, greedy even. He holds you by your ass and refuses to let go, kissing at your face when you shudder at the feeling of his cock inside you.

So big, so fucking full.

“Is this what you had in mind?” He grunts, barely stopping his hips from forcing you to bounce on his length. You can see it in his eyes, the barely-held back urge to dig his fingers into your skin and fuck you like he wants to, it’s only your pleas that keep him complacent for the time being.

You see shades of the sweet man you’ve come to love, almost overshadowed by the lust that pools in his very being. He wants to cum so bad, but more than that he wants to be good for you.

Johnny Cage

“You’re not kidding right? Please tell me it isn’t April.”

He’s over the moon, he’s actually thought about it before but was worried you wouldn’t be up for it.

But hearing you ask for it? You’ve given him far too much freedom, and you might regret that in the future.

Safe to say that it becomes his new favorite pastime.

Johnny was the one who invited you over in the first place, something about “needing to focus on his newest script.” A very obvious lie, but you suppose that hindsight is 20/20, especially where your boyfriend is concerned.

Instead of focusing on memorizing his lines, he instead memorizes what makes you tick, what buttons he has to press before you’ve become a writhing mess in his arms, how far you fall on his cock before your legs start shaking.

“Can’t help it baby,” he says, rutting into you softly. “You’re just feel too damn good.”

You almost want to beg him to fuck you, but you know him better than anyone—if Johnny says he’s going to keep you on his lap, he means it. So even if he’s barely focused on the script in his hands, you can be sure as hell you’re going to be sat on his cock until he’s had his fun.

Kenshi Takahashi

He laughs a bit, entertained at the thought.

You, sat pretty in his lap? It makes his heart beat faster.

He asks if you know what you’re getting yourself into, asking him a question like that, but your excited nod is enough of an answer for him.

“Okay then, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Kenshi feels the heat that spreads through your body, a benefit of losing his sight. He knows all your weak points, his heightened senses aware of every reaction you have to his touch.

He knows you better than you know yourself, even without sento he knows how desperate you are to move.

“This is what you wanted, right?”

He coos in your ear, tattooed hands rubbing circle against your shaking hips, a gentle squeeze reminding you to keep still. You nod in reply, but it doesn’t stop the soft noises leaving your lips.

Raiden

Turns into a shade of pink you didn’t know existed

Lost for words, it takes him a moment to register what you’ve said before responding

“Well, if you’re interested, I wouldn’t mind…”

Poor man, he doesn’t know how to express himself, but he is very on-board!

He tries his best, really he does, but how exactly is he supposed to stay still when you pulse around him so deliciously?

He knows he’s supposed to enjoy this, but being unable to move is driving him up a wall. You have to scold him like a child every time his hips try to move higher.

He stares at the ceiling, head tilted backwards in an attempt to calm down his racing heartbeat, afraid that even the sight of you will make him lose control. In, out, his breathing is labored, your voice doing nothing to quell his urges.

“Relax baby,” you say, running your fingers through his hair. “We still have the rest of the night.”

Kung Lao

You’ve never seen him smile that wide before.

“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?”

If you didn’t ask him, he would’ve. He’s just glad you saved him the effort.

The moment you two walk into the bedroom he’s pawing at your pants. He’s impatient, and can you blame him?

“Kung Lao, calm down!”

You try to plead with your boyfriend, but it goes in one ear and out the other. What was meant to be a relaxing past time is now a struggle to keep his wandering hands to himself.

“Come on, don’t you want me to touch you?” He teases. His lips find their way to your nipple, lapping at the pebbled nub while his fingers slide between the two of you.

“This wasn’t the plan,” you whine in response, unknowingly pressing yourself into his greedy fingers. “I wanted us to enjoy this…”

“And we will,” he promises, circling your clit with a twinkle in his eye. “Just want you to feel as good as possible baby.”

Liu Kang

He’s heard of the act before, but never really gave it any thought.

“You sound like you’ve thought about this often, darling.”

He can’t help but tease you a bit, but he’s completely in agreement.

When he has a moment of free time he invites you to sit on his lap, grinning when his fingers dance across your skin.

For a god, Liu Kang sure can be a tease.

In his private quarters he keeps you close to him, one of the rare moments where he has no obligations and can simply enjoy himself. You thought this would be a perfect time to act on your little suggestion, and he thought the same.

Where you erred however, is misjudging a god’s patience.

Two hours ago you eagerly stripped for your husband, and in those two hours you’ve been left teetering on the edge, every time you close your eyes for a moments peace Liu Kang finds it fit to let his fingers remind you of where you are.

A repetitive cycle with no end in sight.

Your clit throbs with an incessant need, but you’re unable to do anything except take what he gives.

Syzoth

Beg your pardon?

You literally see his pupils dilate at the thought

“Really? Are you sure?”

He has his own misgivings about the idea, still ashamed of his ancestry as a Zaterran. It took him a while to become intimate with you but this…

You assure him that this is something you want, and he eventually agrees.

You gently coax Syzoth onto the bed, making your hips flush with his. You can see the doubt begin to flood his mind, until you drag his hands from the bed and onto your body.

“There’s no rush baby,” you murmur, resting your head on his chest. “Let’s just stay like this, hm?”

You hear his heartbeat return to its natural rhythm, his hands slowly brushing against your spine. Tentative, testing the waters, as if you’d shatter if he held you too tight. As the minutes pass he becomes more comfortable with your position, the feeling of your warmth enveloping him.

“I admit, there is something very peaceful about this…” he hums. You make a noise in agreement.

[doctorrrmobius]

This is a picture of my giant robot scorpion!

He’s a really hungry boy! Like, seriously. He eats up a lot of the power in the area. He’s a pain sometimes but I still love him!

Here are some other pictures! I don’t remember taking these.

[thinktankbigmt]

*Another Broadcast is imminent? Did we not get rid of this guy?*

SHIT SHIT SHIT IRIS KILL IT IRISSSSSS

CALM DOWN GRAMPS I'VE GOT IT I'VE GOT IT-

AHHHHHHHHHHHhhh...wait. Is this on?

*He turns towards the camera*

HELLO! STINK TANK! BECAUSE YOU HAVE REFUSED TO GIVE US DOCTOR KLEIN, I WILL ACTUALLY STEAL YOUR BRAINS AND GIVE THEM TO IRIS TO PLAY WITH!

YAY-

Shut up!

Okay...😔😔😔

ANYWAY, THINK TANK YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN APPROXIMATELY 5-6 BUSINESS HOURS

*Doctor I Steleer leaves the lab to reach the BIG MT*

*half an hour later he comes back because he forgot His weapons*

*He finally arrives In front of THE DOME about 6-7 hours*

HAHAHA!

*he takes the Elevator and finally finds himself in front of-Where the fuck is the think tank*

-... --- --- / .... .- .... .- .... .-

[hauntedhamster]

I really enjoy the dialogue and tone of Old World Blues overall

[haellen-o]

i should comb through my gposes for ophelia stuff so i can take part in that "if your character was an NPC" thing. i should have some that work good for her

[thefalloutwiki]

❓ Question of the Week ❓

[noomycatz]

no name for this au yet but its just my take on a mobius/klein switcharoo

so, once upon a time, there was an actually ethical think tank. they did their science and whatnot, but klein? he wasn’t satisfied! he wanted MORE science! he knew there were plenty of things to do that didn’t involve mountains of paperwork to get approval for first.

mobius tried to sway him back onto the right path but he wouldn’t listen. the rest of the think tank tolerated him for the most part, heck, they even participated in some morally wrong experiments themselves, but then that SHITHEAD had to go and RUIN it all by teleporting the freakin mountain ! they staged a coup against him and sent him out to the forbidden dome zone . mobius sent his scorpions after that little shit to keep him inside .

they had EXILED him for his wild ideas. “The world isn’t ready for that kind of too-far thing taking,” they said. Idiots! he’d get his revenge…

he grew obsessed with the idea. the world simply wasn’t ready for the genius in his mind. he needed to show them all, to shove his ideas down their throats. hed show them all.

especially MOBIUS.

^ please imagine that with all the contempt and hatred and malice and suppressed gay feelings you can muster.

a year before the bomb dropped he sabotaged the lobotomite experiment (they had actually managed to successfully lobotomize most of them) and turned them into the good ol lobotomites we know and love :)

the freak tank really thought they could keep him under wraps. even with the constant bombardment of threats from the FORBIDDEN ZONE!

eventually he had enough of them not taking him seriously. he decided to PROVE his genius by EXTRACTING his brain and PUTTING IT INTO A THINK TANK and LIVING FOREVER, therefore marking him as THE GREATEST SCIENTIST TO EVER LIVE.

“Finally! FINALLY!” he exclaimed, “I can show them all their wrongness with my genius! They’ll see!”

the self lobotomy destroyed his rationality and pretty much most of whatever personality he had left. he then began to do stuff that could be described as evil. his ✨twisted✨sense of science began to make experiments that would make even the master blush.

at the end of it all, he released the lobotomites unto the crater, sealing their fate.

not like, the think tanks fate, just all of them in general.

unbeknownst to our humble doctor the recently installed pacification field was on the fritz again, and the lobotomites swarmed in like spongebobs to the necta i mean buzzards to a corpse. they were just sitting ducks!

so, lo and behold, the great mighty think tank lost to some brain dead imbeciles with a knack for violence.

dr klein was not informed of this.

he just kept on doing his thang in the forbidden zone, and so did the robo scorpions, still fulfilling their duty

endless patrolling endless experiments endless days and nights of waiting

the bombs dropped. the years went by. wine bottle after bottle.

meanwhile in the sink:

https://youtu.be/sJ-zvPIYnBQ?si=Tyw4frlXtxlm5C_6

but now, the courier hath arrived in the crater! the process goes as usual, but with nobody to greet them. they get word from the sink personalities of whats going on

and its up to them

kill the fool or teach him the error of his ways?

mind you, he hasn’t exactly turned “senile old man” over the years. imagineyourself in his… shoes? tank? filled with hatred, wishing sweet death death death upon those who have wronged you, never getting it, always trapped

or don’t imagine it- up to you

good luck >:P

that’s all i got for now i hope you like it

[singole07]

Here’s what the Prototype’s head looks like. Only a face another massed up face could live (Sawyer) They used Elliot’s actual body for the framework work but the damage it sustained basically left the actual lower jaw unusable so they had to install a lot of machinery in the head to keep it from collapsing. P.s he used to have hair for a very short while and well it decayed off. I tried to make the gums look like they’re decaying. And prototype can take off the whole skull cause he basically has a metal replica underneath but he would’ve had to tear flesh.

Angst time: Elliot is still Elliot he still cares about the kids and his daughter. And so with Poppy and him being both being experiments the scientist decided to let the father daughter duo reunite and well it could have not gone worse. Poppy didn’t see 1006 as her father still wanting to believe he’s dead and not turned into that thing so ever since their first meeting Poppy despised 1006 still up to the games and that broke his heart. But also of course being cooped up as an experiment is prone to personality change to survive so 1006 became less kind and how we know of him in the games but if your close to him like a certain tv head (cough cough Sawyer) you get to see the person he buried underneath the tuff exterior he put up for so long.

I now need to figure out how to do his body YAY. :}

I might tweak the design abit but this is mostly what are large as fuck robo scorpion looking fuck is going to look like.👍

[samanthaaphrodite]

I piss Caesar off at nipton, jump to OWB, and come back not ready for lvl 15 legion assassins.

[rpjournal]

X-22 12/20/81

Looks like this mysterious wanderer in the Big MT was "Elijah", part of the Brotherhood of Steel. Now that I think about it, I recall his name being passed around back at Hidden Valley. He was being stalked by a Brotherhood assassin, but also looks to have crossed paths with a courier.

The way it sounds, he wasn't talking about me, because the other courier had mentioned a Sierra Madre. While going around the terminals here I can see quite a bit of their markings.

Whoever has been painting that stars and stripes flag all over the place has actually helped me out quite a bit in finding stashes, so thanks a lot.

X-22 research station looks to be one of the more interesting ones I've found. I can see some of the spore life that I saw back in Vault 22, a promising alternative (or use?) of the GECK but may be hard to haul back east.

I found some of the cleanest water near a hydrothermal plant in the crater. If I could only figure out this technology we could really clean up the water in these wastes. As I meet more people, I start to understand why this was so important to my father.

[robo-writing]

Inspired by both my own job and my increasing need, what if the Lin Kuei were bakers?

A nice little mom and pop shop, their bakery is both well known and a bit secluded, those who know about it swear that they have the best food, hands down.

Baker! Kuai Liang being one of the head bakers in the store, who shows up early to restock the store and put out treats for display when he sees you walk in, timid and nervous and staring at all the food behind the shelf with wide eyes before waving you over.

“Come now, what would you like?”

You stare at the food, then look up and stare at him and suddenly realize that the very handsome guy behind the counter is talking to you and now you’re nervous for a whole new reason.

“Oh, I, uh, I’ve never came here before so I don’t really know...” You stammer, distracted by his friendly nature. He thinks the way your eyes dart from display to display is adorable, unable to choose between the assortment of baked goods.

The young baker’s voice snaps you out of your own trance, gentle and soft. “Take your time ma’am, we’re in no rush.”

He introduces himself, shakes your hand as he tells you his name; Kuai Liang. You repeat it to yourself a couple times to get the pronunciation right, and it makes him swoon. His name sounds good between your lips.

He guides you through all the menu items with ease, even gives you his own recommendations too! A warm smile on his face as he points out the special of the week: blueberry muffins! He pulls one out of the display and hands it to you, and when you insist on paying he pushes it further into your hands, not taking no for an answer.

“Please, I insist.” He offers. You look at him, look down at the treat and decide that this is probably better than whatever two dollar croissant you were gonna have for breakfast anyway and take a bite, your eyes closing in bliss.

Kuai Liang feels a sense of pride well up in his chest when you keep eating, and thinks to himself that he should like to see your reaction to all of his food.

I have a whole bakery AU in my head involving the other mk characters too I just think that they deserve a break from kombat okay

[doctorrrmobius]

Mobius! Dala keeps chasing me for “breathing sessions” in her abode and we just had one 20 minutes ago and she’s ready to do it again!

help me please

I am hiding on junior at the moment and we’re having a unscheduled walk

-@a-fellow-courier

Have you tried to convince her to give you a break, or tell her that she is wasting resources? No, no. That wouldn't work. Tell her... tell her that I said to lay off! I know she'll pay attention to that. And get off Junior!

[empressofthelibrary]

I feel like the Cosmic Robo-Scorpion has a very different idea of things like "peace" and "divinity" than I do. Just perchance.

[robobarbie]

Hey robo! 2 asks in one I guess

If u don't wanna answer both u can flip a coin i'll label them heads/tails

Or just pick one yknow the boring way but chance is more fun

Heads: is the scorpion tat on ur neck a ref to every time you blink or did u just vibe with the design?

Tails: song good grief by bastille: Major vibes? If not who from aai is closest? That song makes me think of aai every time I hear it

Anyway thanks hope all is well (and that u had a coin, who has change anymore fr)

looking forward to decimating ur notifs if u do angst/romance hour this weekend!!

HELLAUR!!!

the scorpion tattoo on my neck IS from every time you blink! good catch lol -- i like to do tattoos for most of the games i work on. tho i tell most people i meet on the street that it's just a tattoo for arizona (the state where i live that also has a lot of scorpions). mostly tho i just get asked if i'm a scorpio LOL (i'm not) (but i'm starting to say yes)

good grief by bastille is probs, in my mind, the most AAI song out there (it's one of the first tracks i put on the dev playlist LOL). only one character in the game has a route that deals with the loss of someone else, but everyone else has a route that deals with another kind of loss -- the loss of a dream, the loss of who they used to be before trauma, etc. mourning/loss/grief are feelings felt by more people than just those who lose others to death, albeit the scale of those feelings is quite different.

i also like this song a lot in general, because it's a mournful song while also being frank about the feeling of loss. and there's still some hope in it, somewhere. one comment on that youtube video says something like "it's a happy depression", which i like. i hope adonia ai is able to embody that same feeling for others.

[robotwrangler]

glad to see doctor mobius’ robo scorpions are still getting work after all these years i suppose