#sprx

[monkeyteam-screenshots]

[dragonwolf360]

SPRX-77, but you can call me Sprx

[nannibetelgeuse]

[vallnights]

ahhh this is like the first time in a long time i did any actual traditional piece, much less on a larger scale.

i wanted to go and draw the hyperforce with my human designs of the team. it was rather difficult layering both alcohol based markers and color pencils together and didn’t have some colors i actually wanted but i did my best with what i worked with. i wish i could find a way to scan this as a whole though all i have is my phone and it doesn’t get the whole piece how i wanted which is reason for the close ups.

may redraw this in the future in digital and see how it goes.

[red-monkey-and-bolts]

“Wonder what did they do to get this far?”

Well you know it HAD to be done the second I saw that meme popping up XD it just worked with their personalities and dynamic…

(I had this drawing in my folder for more than two weeks and finally got it done and ready to share! Forgive me for my late posting, life has been getting really busy and for once had time to have art done…also YES I’m hyped for the Barbie movie!)

Art by me

SPRX and Nova belong to Ciro Nieli

God Bless you :3

[jellysnail-draws]

He missed his pal -3-

Bonus:

In an alternate universe…. Two happy dads and their son ToT

*slides on sunglasses**

I did not think I would get this attached to a character that barely had any screen time but captain shug has my heart gootbye

[grungekitty-77]

Dear Wormwood by The Oh Hellos

Ok I know you didn't know what you were choosing and didn't do this on purpose, but KISS YOU ON THE MOUTH KISSES YOU ON THE MOUTH KISSES- I went off a little on some Sprx angst Also funny that both SRMTHFG! requests I've gotten so far were the same band. I don't have that much of them on this list I swear!

Tw: Disassociation (And Sprx can have a little disassociation, as a treat. For me.)

AND I FORGOT AGAIN! @dazzlingsunf1ower

--

Sprx found himself staring at the screen in front of him. He was supposed to be doing something. He could probably read the screen and figure it out, but his eyes were just sliding across the words. All he could do was stare straight ahead.

It was weird. He didn't feel present. Like he was controlling his body remotely, making even the simplest command difficult. He couldn't get himself to move. It left him with nothing to do but think.

And remember.

He hated remembering.

The feeling of ripping Nova apart; each piece resisting his magnets with a satisfying pull.

The strange weight of the Soul of Evil; heavy like a neutron star, but floating like a feather.

The warmth and comfort of the Fire of Hate; flooding down his arms and pooling in his chest.

Why did it feel that way? It should've felt hot and sharp. That seemed more appropriate for a corrupting force of evil and hate. But it wasn't. Nothing overwhelmed him. It just gently washed over him. It happened quickly, but it was so tender that Sprx didn't notice the corruption. His thoughts just changed as they soaked in the poison he had touched. Before he realized what he was doing he had turned on his team and pledged himself to his enemy, betraying himself in every way.

He hated it.

And that was the problem. If he hadn't had so much hate in his heart for the Skeleton King, maybe the Fire wouldn't have spread so quickly.

The irony that his hate for the guy had made Sprx a servant to him. How messed up was that? It made Sprx hate himself.

He also hated how he couldn't remember what he was supposed to be doing. How long had it been anyways?

It was difficult, but Sprx finally forced himself to look at the time on the screen in front of him. He had been sitting in his own thoughts for at least an hour. Not great.

"Sprx, have you finished reviewing those modifications?" Gibson asked, walking into the room with his own tablet.

Sprx tried to say something, but the signal got lost. All he could do was furrow his brows. At least Gibson told him what he was supposed to be doing, though the schematics in front of him still looked like static.

"Sprx?" Gibson asked with concern.

He set his own tablet down and crouched down to be eye level with Sprx. It was hard to meet Gibson's eyes, but Sprx managed that much.

Gibson was scanning Sprx all over for injuries or signs of sickness. Dr. Brainstrain at it again. But Sprx didn't blame him for the worry. He was acting strange even to himself.

"Can you hear me?" Gibson asked.

Sprx nodded.

"Can you speak?"

He shrugged. He honestly wasn't sure if he could or couldn't. Just that it wasn't happening.

"Are you alright?"

Another shrug. He also wasn't sure of that one either.

"Do you know what's happening?

Sprx shook his head. He knew that he didn’t know.

Gibson gently took the tablet off of Sprx's lap. Almost as gently as Sprx had been made into an enemy. Sprx's breath hitched at that thought and Gibson froze. It made Sprx feel worse.

After a moment of nothing, Gibson slowly began to move again

"I'd like to get some scans. Can you walk?" he asked as he finished taking the tablet away.

"I think?" Sprx said.

His voice sounded strange to him. Disconnected. Removed.

"So you can speak." Gibson noted.

"Sort of." Sprx shrugged.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him.

Gibson hummed. He stacked both tablets under one arm and offered his other hand to Sprx. Sprx took it and pulled himself off his pod chair.

"I'd like you to keep talking if you could." Gibson said sternly.

He was pulling Sprx by the hand down the hall towards Medbay.

"What about?" Sprx asked.

"Anything."

"uhhh...."

"Just the first thing that pops into your head, Sprx."

There was really only one thing in his head lately. Sprx tried, but no other thoughts came. All he could do was loop back to the one.

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about." Gibson assured him.

"About resurrecting Skeleton King." Sprx corrected.

Gibson's steps stuttered. He managed not to trip over himself, but it was a close thing. Sprx wondered if he would’ve fallen down with him if he hadn’t caught himself.

"Oh." Gibson said quietly.

There was silence until they reached the doors to Medbay. Gibson open the door. They lingered in the hall for a moment before Gibson spoke again.

"Sprx. You know you don't have to be sorry for that either. You weren't yourself."

Sprx shrugged. He didn't have the energy to fight or lie. Gibson didn't look happy with that answer.

"Is that what's bothering you?" he asked.

Sprx decided he didn't want to continue the conversation. He walked into Medbay himself and forced Gibson to follow.

"I'll take that as a yes." Gibson said with a snide tone.

"Get your stupid scans." Sprx snapped back.

He sounded like he had when he...

"Sorry." Sprx said, turning his head away.

"It's quite alright." Gibson said.

He walked past Sprx towards a machine and grabbed a cord. Sprx couldn’t help but notice the suspicion and concern in Gibson’s eyes. He ignored it and quietly let Gibson access the port on the back of his head. It was quicker than taking all his vitals one by one.

The computer beeped once and Gibson read the results.

"There doesn't appear to be a physiological cause." he muttered.

Sprx might've been making it up, but Gibson sounded almost annoyed by it.

Gibson sighed and removed the plug.

"I suggest you speak with Antauri. This appears to be a psychological issue. Which is...regrettably, out of my depths.”

That was why he sounded annoyed. Gibson hated a problem he wasn’t capable of solving himself.

Sprx really didn’t feel like looking for the silver monkey, so he stood there and watched Gibson wind the cord back into place.

Gibson looked surprised to turn around and see Sprx still standing there. His face morphed into annoyance quickly though.

Sprx waited for Gibson to snap at him to get out. He wondered if they would bicker like they normally did or if he’d keep being weird.

“Sprx.” Gibson said, condensation already dripping from his voice “I understand that this is uncomfortable, but has it possibly occurred to you that perhaps you could be suffering from adverse effects due to the traumatic event you underwent?”

Sprx blinked several times before his brain accepted what he had just heard.

“But….I was the one who hurt you guys.” he said, confused.

Gibson sighed and pinched his nose.

“You were the one that was under the influence of a malevolent force. We, for all the physically injuries we may have suffered, were still in control of ourselves.”

Sprx said nothing. He had no idea how to even begin to respond. Nothing Gibson had just said made any sense to him.

Gibson glared at him.

“It really hasn’t occurred to you at all, has it?” Gibson asked with a hint of concern growing in his voice “Sprx! You cannot expect to be unaffected! Even I’m still-”

He cut himself off.

Sprx still said nothing, but Gibson struggled and stammered like he was being pressured to speak. He sighed in defeat.

“Very well.” he said “It wouldn’t do very well to be a hypocrite.”

Sprx still didn’t know what was happened.

“I still have nightmares about my encounter with the Ice Crystal of Vengeance.” Gibson admitted “It was so brief compared to your exposure. I can only imagine how you are suffering.”

Oh.

Sprx was so stuck on what had happened because of him that he hadn’t really considered that something had happened to him. Maybe he was allowed to be upset instead of hating himself.

“You went through something terrible, Sprx. You will need to recover.” Gibson explained.

He pulled Sprx into a hug.

“And that is allowed.”

Sprx stiffly hugged back. He liked the contact. It felt real. It wasn’t remote or removed or fuzzy. He could follow it back to his own body. He started to notice the floor beneath his feet and the details of the room.

Sprx relaxed and squeezed Gibson tighter as he felt himself return from wherever he had been.

“Thanks, Brainstrain.” he said, his voice sounded normal again. “I think I’m back now.”

Gibson released the hug, but didn’t fully let go.

“I’d like to keep you under observation for a while still.”

Sprx rolled his eyes.

“Sure. You can help me look over those modifications.”

Gibson smiled and squeezed Sprx’s arm on more time.

“That is acceptable.”

--

Not sure if I'm in love with the ending, but I was having trouble forcing the story to conclude. It wanted to abruptly stop.

Anyway, ANGST! ANSGT! ANSGT! ANGST! With a dash of comfort. Not too much though!

[incorrect-srmthfg-quotes]

Sprx: Did Nova just tell me she loved me for the first time?

Otto: Yeah!

Sprx: And did I just do finger guns back?

Gibson: Yes, you did.

[srmthfgrimworld]

Game 1: Part 26

Gibson still found it a bit strange, but over the next few days he bonded with Amara a lot, she couldn’t understand anything he said as she was too young, but he enjoyed telling her stories, talking about science and playing with her.

The team were however worried about Antauri, he was slowing down a bit and seemed to be struggling a little to tend to his spirit tree. Mandarin sat him down and asked him how he was doing, Antauri admitted he was in a lot of pain. Mentally and physically. Nova had suspected something was wrong for some time now, Mandarin suggested that Antauri take more breaks.

The team were feeling a lot more confident, they had plenty of food, their defenses were holding up well and they nearly had everyone back together, so Mandarin decided to hold a party.

They talked about Nevil, Gibson never knew Nevil but after hearing everything that had happened, he said he wished he’d been able to meet him.

That night, Mandarin fell asleep in the dining room, Nova stayed with him for a while before finally helping him to bed.

During the night, the team heard explosions in the sky, bombs fell and pieces of spacecraft crashed into the forests, luckily nothing hit their base. But, there were forest fires started from the pieces of craft, alien bodies were also scattered around the area. The team wondered what on earth was going on, and if it had anything to do with how they got here.

The monkeys had managed to acquire horses sometime ago, Nova while she wasn’t busy tending to Amara had been training the horses. Mandarin took one out to help patrol and inspect the pieces of crafts and debre for anything useful.

The team regularly made visits to Nevil’s grave, giving respects, Antauri visited a lot and would sit and talk for a while. Gibson visited the least, but that was because he had no idea what to say. Mandarin would sit next to the grave quietly. 

Nova actually told Nevil she was pregnant again, before anyone else. She’d keep it a secret for a while longer.

The team were surprised one night when Sprx and Otto showed up at their door. Sprx was especially happy to see Nova, he hugged her. But there was definitely a tense feeling in the air when Mandarin informed him that he and Nova were married and had a child now.

Sprx wasn’t very sure how to feel.

The team were however glad to all be back together, Sprx stayed up that night not sure where his thoughts were. Gibson asked what had happened with him and Otto. Sprx explained that he and Otto had been together this entire time, they had been travelling, Sprx once managed to find a working plane and had crossed many oceans to find them. Sprx also noted how ill Antauri was.

As the months went by, Amara could finally get up and about by herself, she followed members of the team around watching what they were doing and drawing on the floors.

The monkey team were attacked many times, one particular bad fight led to Gibson getting badly hurt. He developed an infection in his leg.

The team kept Amara inside the base, although she did want to explore outside. They built Sprx and Otto their own quarters to sleep in, there wasn’t much room to attach it to the main base, so it was slightly further away. They also made a room for Amara there.

Amara would visit Gibson all the time to cheer him up, luckily he was doing well fighting off the infection. The team had been collecting medicine and it proved very helpful to him.

A few more months and they had a new addition to the team, Mandarin and Nova named her Rose.

[hyperforcereignition]

Chiro hadn't even looked around the room they were led to before crashing on the bed.

Mila had followed suit, the most they had managed was getting their shoes and coats off before collapsing beside one another.

Chiro yawned, his eyes opening slowly as he looked around the room he was in.

The bed was pretty large, a massive overhead light above it, that he was pretty sure was recycled from the med bay he had been in. He chuckled, closing his eyes again, curling back up on his side.

He couldn't blame Otto for using what he had. The night before had been so hectic.

If I wind up staying here, I'm telling 'em I don't wanna risk surprise late night surgery.

He snickered.

Just like in that video game I got a few months ago.

He could already imagine it, Gibson dressed in a set of scrubs and a lab coat, making a pose with his arm outstretched.

"Let's begin the operation!"

Oh gosh noooo.

… Wonder how he'd react to it though. Be kinda funny.

He turned over, his head landing on his sister's arm.

It was hard to believe it was all real… They were staying in some secret base, run by a team of cybernetic monkeys.

[renylevel]

NO MANCHES, QUE ES ÉSTO!? QUE LINDO!!!

Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force GO!

[monkeyteam-screenshots]

[vallnights]

huhhhh i thought i remember uploading this here but i guess i was misremembering from uploading to twt.

anyways, take my touch up design for sprx. currently rping him in a semi private group with friends.

[sophie-laurel]

Happy 20th anniversary to my favorite show!

[renylevel]

Yesterday I was watching episode 51 since there were things I didn't remember and DAMN I would like to imagine Jasper in those episodes, it would have certainly been a painful experience.

No, Sparx! Remember the good you did for the universe! We were supposed to stop Skeleton King from being reborn!

[incorrect-srmthfg-quotes]

Nova: Quick! you’re losing a lot of blood! What’s your type!

Sprx, bleeding out: Pink eyes, yellow, could kick my ass—

Nova: YOUR BLOOD TYPE, SPRX!

Sprx: oh

Sprx: *Looks down at wound*

Sprx: Red.