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canyonkingdom · 2 months
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i have a writing request!
royber! just imagine amber taking care of roy while hes sick (for the 100th time) (he doesnt want to admit it)
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It was another day in Broomstown. The idiots were squirming, the construction workers were hoarding,
Amber worries herself in the headquarters.
“Helly, have you seen Roy?” she asked.
“Roy? He just went to Spooky’s house to help him carry some tires.”
Amber’s eyes widened in shock. “What? But I told him not to-”
"Calm down!” Helly said in a feeble attempt to cheer her up. “I’m sure Roy’s gonna be fine! He’s a strong guy.”
“I know that, Helly! It’s just…” Amber paused, sighing. “He’s been working overtime for the past few weeks. Something might happen-”
“It’ll be fine! He’s done that before.” Helly replied in a joking manner, but it pissed off Amber more than it should. “But he has been looking rough for the past few days.”
“One of these days Jin won’t be able to fix him…”
“Don’t worry too much.”
Amber sighed in defeat, but grateful for the anything but wise words of her friend. At least he was trying, but Helly didn't realize how much it scared her to see Roy in a coma, or suffering in general. The fire truck had been working and working for weeks on end, something not even Poli could withstand.
Everyone else passed it off as hard work, but Amber didn't see a hardworking guy, she saw an insomniac in the making just waiting for his engine to fail.
She was, in fact, right.
Amber heard the incessant banging of metal at the front door. She sighed in annoyance before checking it out.
...
“Dude, what have you got yourself into?” Helly’s voice screamed worry, metal scraped against the floor.
“It’s…” Roy’s voice was weak.
When Amber entered the room, time seemed to stop. Roy looked awfully redder than usual, his arms were scraped in gray and his usual cheery demeanor diminished into a sad-eyed glimmer. Helly carried him like a weak trainee.
She felt like something snapped in her.
This happened many times before, yet she still felt as if her gas pressure ran high.
“Roy!” Amber rushed to the firetruck’s side, completely ignoring Helly, even pushing his helping arms aside, shocking the latter.
“He fainted while carrying tires,” Helly replied to compensate, but Amber didn’t seem to care. “Get Jin.” Amber hollered at the helicopter.
Helly shrugged. “Right now or-”
“Now.”
Helly flinched. “Okay, okay!” he flew away from the room, leaving the two lovers alone.
Amber sighed, looking at Roy straight in the eyes. “I told you not to take that offer." she said sternly. Anger boiled.
"I told you not to worry," Roy replied, his voice still calm and collected in comparison to Amber's rage-inducing fit of a voice.
"Not to worry?" Amber scoffed. "Of course I will worry, you're my boyfriend! You matter to me than anyone in this damn headquarters. For once, can you listen to what I say to you?"
Roy's face was becoming redder by the second. "It's not my fault I want to help the town. And I am listening, I just think it's wrong for you to-"
"It's wrong for me to worry about my own boyfriend? I can't believe your pettiness-"
"I'm not even that sick! Helly worried for no fucking reason-"
"You're literally redder than your own paint! Stop denying and just lay down-"
"I still have to finish-"
"LISTEN TO ME AND FUCKING REST, WILL YOU?"
...
It was silent.
"Uh, guys?" Helly's frail voice spoke up. Jin was next to him, shaking her head in dismay.
"Oh, it's you guys." Amber said, attempting to put up a happy façade.
"Let's talk later." Jin said bluntly. "Roy, c'mere. I'll patch you up."
Helly awkwardly watched the two lovers getting separated. Roy drove to Jin groggily, and they left the room.
"What happened?" he asked Amber, who was silent the entire time.
"I don't know." she answered, her voice was cracking. "I just- I just snapped at him."
"Yeah, that was scary! I've never seen you so angry."
Amber felt like she wanted to cry. "I only wanted him to be... better. I just want him to look out for himself. He barely listens to anything I say and runs off into another rescue. It's just..."
"Don't worry, Amber. Roy will probably understand. He's not gonna stay angry at you forever. You guys always make up after a fight. Poli said you're inseparable." Helly smiled into his words, calming Amber by the tiniest bit.
"Thank you, Helly."
Jin was waiting by the garden.
Amber gulped.
She drovd up to their manager. "Hi."
"Cut the bullshit, Amber. I wanna know why you snapped at Roy like that." Jin was always straight to the point, something Amber apprieciated. But she was looking down at Jin's words.
"I was only worrying for his safety." she admitted.
Jin sighed sympathetically. "I understand where you're coming from. But... there are other ways to look out for someone without outright shouting at them."
"I'm just... so angry, Jin. He doesn't listen to anything I say and gets into this... shit. And he still insists on-"
"Calm down." Jin's soothing voice tamed the anger within. "I want you to talk to Roy and resolve this. He's been dying inside all day after your outburst."
Amber nodded, smiling.
The infirmary felt a little too cold.
Amber stopped Roy, with an ice pack abover his ehad and a thermometer in his mouth.
"Hi." she said, "How are you feeling-"
"I'm sorry."
Amber's mouth formed an "o" shape after the sudden sentence. The thermometer dropped to the ground.
"I'm sorry." she repeated. "For getting angry like that." she moved next to Roy.
"It's fine. You were just looking out for my wellbeing." Roy sighed, "I'm sorry for not listening to you when all you wanted was for me to rest."
Amber didn't know what she would do without Roy. She felt like an empty shell of herself when he didn't exist. All she wanted was to keep him safe, out of danger. Despit all the horrifying rescues they went through, the grave injuries all of them had, she always prioritized Roy first.
She didn't want to lose him.
"I don't want to see you suffer." Amber said.
"Isn't that what our job is all about?" Roy looked at her with glowing eyes despite his weak frame. "It's normal for us to get injuries, into dire accidents, but we all fix it together."
Amber couldn't help but chuckle. "You're always like this."
"I love you, Amber." Roy aid, blushing in a red brighter than his. "I know you love me, because you look out for me."
"I love you too." Amber rplied back, and a small kiss on the cheek.
Everything was finally resolved.
Well, Roy's sickness isn't.
Amber clung to him like a leech. Not leaving his side, even for rescue missions. She only prayed that Helly could handle Posty and Cap's bullshit by himself.
"What do you think he will do?" Amber asked Roy, who was staring into oblivion.
"He can't do it. We taught him so much, but he's a child." Roy replied, yawning. "I can't believe it's nighttime."
"It's time to replace the ice." Amber transformed into her robocar and removed the ice pack on Roy's head. "So you'll get better."
"I'm not that sick." Roy insisted, his voice obviously croaking.
"Stop being an idiot." Amber sighed, grabbing more ice. "You're red all over and your temperature is high."
"It's just a cold, I swear."
Amber placed the ice pack back. "Don't start. You need to rest."
"But what if Helly-"
"Roy," Amber clammored, turning back into a car and her back facing's Roy. "We are not having this talk again, please just let Helly do his job. He's more capable than you think."
"I'm sorry." Roy lamented.
"Don't be."
"Let's just play a song."
Amber went to the CD player, once again turning into a robocar, searching through the handfuls of CDs they have collected. "Play anything." Roy said.
One random CD later, Amber went back to Roy's side, touching his forehead. "You're so hot."
Roy looked at her with all the subtlty of a korean film. "What?"
"I meant your fever." Amber was blushing in a red hue. "Your fever."
Roy smiled. "You clearly meant something else-"
"The music's playing." Amber cut off.
The record started spinning,
No i'll never look back in anger
No i'll never find me an answer
You promised me we'd keep in touch
I read your letter and it hurt me so much
I said i'll never, never be angry with you
"What a fun song."
They slept through the night leaning against each other's frame.
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this is for anonymous user
i'm rlly sorry lol the plot diverted from a sick fic to 50% argument resolving 49% sickfic and 1% songfic hope its fine
btw poli's not here bc he's dealing with camp and politics (request crossover??)
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petra608 · 2 months
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I noticed that my Robocar Poli content has been the most popular on Tumblr so I wanted to share my own as human/origin au. I wrote this quite a bit ago on Wattpad and just reposted it on ao3 so forgive me for any bad writing or mistakes. Thank You!
~Trigger Warning~
~Death, suicide, illness, sensitive topics-
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January 26
New York
General Hospital
In the Children's Ward of General Hospital there was a 6 year old boy named Danny. He was lying in his bed with a nasogastric tube in his nose. Danny has been in and out of the hospital for about 4 months suffering from a cancerous brain tumor.  Even after the surgery, even after traveling across the country to get the proper help, even after the radiation therapy, even after they had to shave his long hair off, he still seemed like the happiest kid in the world or at least he pretends to be to make everyone feel better.
His mother, Valerie Cooper, was reading him stories and entertaining him.  His father, David Cooper, has just gotten back from getting him ice chips.  As broken-hearted as they were, they were still determined to make everyday a good day for Danny since they didn't know which one would be his last. But before all hope was lost, the doctor came in with the biggest smile.
"Good news Danny! We got your blood results,  the cancer is officially gone.  You can go home!" The doctor said with glee. 
A wave of relief has washed over Val and David.  He's going to be okay.  There baby boy, is going to be ok!  He can go back to school, and hang out with his friends again, he can live his life the way he deserved to.  They could barely hold back their happy tears.  Danny was happy about being able to go home he couldn't contain the excitement. 
"So, when can we take him home?" Valerie asked
"That's the thing, you can take him home today!" The doctor answered
And that's what they did.  They quickly got there stuff together and Danny got to ring the bell saying he completed his treatment.  The hospital staff all clapped for him and on their way out one staff member gave Danny a high five. 
On their drive home, they were so happy that all of this was behind them and they can look forward to the future.  Danny was bouncing and being a little goofball in the back.  His mother was in the front seat and playing with him and the dad, the dad just looked at him through the rear view mirror.  He was just so relieved that everything was going to be ok.  That he wasn't going to lose his son.  He just thought about how Danny was going to be able to live a full, long, life.  He didn't need to worry about not waking up the next morning.  He was going to be ok. 
Everything was going to be ok. 
...or so he thought. 
That's when the truck came.  It all happened so fast, nobody had time to react.  The truck hit their car on the side where Danny and David were.  Both cars stopped moving shortly after the collision but it was still really bad, and messy.  Nobody in the car was moving, the driver of the truck called the police and help arrived 5 minutes later. 
The ambulance rushed to the hospital.  The same hospital Danny was just discharged from.  As the family was rushed inside the staff saw them and were just, heartbroken.  It's truly heartbreaking seeing an innocent kid, that was just discharged, back in the hospital, the same day! 
All the Doctors and Nurses did everything they could to save them, to keep them alive.  But it was all for nothing.  Danny didn't make it.  Neither did David.  But Valerie did, however she still lost her husband and her own son.  And she'd have to live with that. 
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One Week Later
BroomsTown
"Come on sweetie, would you please come out?"
Valerie's father, Mr Musty, had come to visit her after the accident,  with Valerie so distraught, she couldn't take care of her daughter, Who was with her grandfather the day of the accident. 
Maggie was her name, but everyone called her Mini.  She was barely 5 and just lost her father and her only brother.  She, surprisingly, took it a lot better than Valerie did, but she's probably still to young to fully understand what has happened.
"Can you at least let me in" Musty has been trying to talk to Valerie for over an hour. It's been days since she last stepped foot outside of the master bedroom
Valerie hasn't said a thing. Normally, Musty would just let her be since she is still grieving but something didn't feel right. He decided to open the door himself and check on her. He checked the bedroom but she was nowhere to be seen. So he went to check the master bathroom. As he got closer to the bathroom he could see the door was slightly open. When he pushed it open he saw his daughter. On the floor. With an empty pill bottle next to her.
With panic in his eyes, he knelt down to check her pulse. He needed to call for help. He also needed to keep Mini from seeing this. Mini already lost so much she didn't need to lose anyone else.
So, help arrived and rushed her to the hospital. Musty had to stay behind to take care of Mini. He didn't know how he was going to tell what was happening. And if they aren't able to save Val, how is he going to tell Mini she has lost her mother too? Even if she does make it, she is probably gonna have to go to a Mental Hospital to get better so this doesn't happen again. Either way, Mini is going to suffer from this.
Thankfully, she was ok. Bad news is she does have to go to a Mental Hospital. And the closes one is a few towns over.
That means Mr. Musty has been left with Mini. Besides her mom, she has no other family that's able to take care of her. Musty lives in the city, that's where his business is, that's where Mini would be safest because the city he's from has a far better first-responders than BroomsTown does. But if he moves Mini, then she would be losing her friends and have to start a new school and all of this is just to much for her after everything that has happened. So, he ignored all his doubts, and decided to move to BroomsTown with Mini. That seems like the bast decision.
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2 Months Later
BroomsTown
Mr. Musty has been Taking care of Mini ever since the incident with Valerie and it has been getting difficult. In BroomsTown it is very common for kids to be running around town without adults. Mini is always run around with her friends and Musty has some trouble keeping an eye on her. He couldn't always keep up with her since he has to use a cane whenever he has to walk any long distances.  This has caused Musty to worry about her safety a little to often. 
As a distraction, Mr. Musty went out to lunch, he is currently waiting at the park for some old friends of his. 
"Hey, Old Guy!" Mr. Musty had heard from someone behind him.  When Musty turned to see who it was, he saw his friend, Hudson. Hudson and Mr. Musty had been friends since freshman year of college and were currently business partners for an insurance company back in the city.
"Hudson!  How have you been old friend?" Musty say as he goes to shake Hudson's hand.
"Why I'm doing well friend," Hudson replied
M "That's good to hear, and the business?"
H "The business is fine. Don't you trust me?"
M "of course I do, I didn't mean anything by it-"
H "Relax Musty, I was only kidding...are you alright?"
M "Yes, it's just that a lot has happened this past year and it's just hard to process.."
A moment of silence between the two before another man had broke said silence.
"Sorry I'm late you two, their was a problem at the store."
M "Mr. Wheeler! It's no problem, it's just good to see you."
W "..and it's good to see you out and about, how are you and Mini holding up?"
M "I'm fine and Mini is taking everything a lot better than I thought."
H "where is the little pipsqueak anyway?"
M "oh Mini is running around town with her friends... which, Mr. Wheeler I must ask, is it safe for kids to be running around town unsupervised like that?"
W "oh of course! It happens all the time.  I kids are almost always safe running around town by themselves."
M "almost?"
W "Well.. Due to the recent budget cuts to the towns first responders, accidents are becoming more..frequent."
With that there was another pause washed over the group as worry had start to overcome Musty once again.
"I'm sure Mini is fine." Hudson says in a reassuring tone
M "I know, I need to get my mind of this. Hudson, how is your granddaughter doing?"
H "Jin? She's doing well, she has gotten a new job in the city."
W "A job? I swear it was just yesterday that Jin had you running around town playing 'rescue',"
M "rescue?"
H "do you not remember?  Jin and I would make some sort of rescue team and 'save people'. I think she got you involved as a 'medic' one time."
W "kids grow up so fast don't they?"
Hudson and Wheeler had continued their small talk while Musty had gotten lost in thought. 'A Rescue Team?'
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A Couple Days Later
Its been a couple days since the three men had lunch. Musty had went MIA and Hudson thought it would be best to check up on him.  That's how he found himself knocking on Mr. Musty's  door.  When nobody answered the door, Hudson had tried opening the door and was successful. 
"Musty?" Hudson yells out as he walks into the house.  "I find it funny how you complain about Mini's safety but still left your door unlocked."
"Hudson!" Mini yells out as she runs up and hugs the old man. 
H "It's good to see you munchkin.  How have you been?"
Mi "I've been great! I've made a new friend!  And I saw a grasshopper!  It had lost it legs.  My friend stepped on it.  Then a cat came and ate it- speaking of which,  why don't you come over anymore?"
H "Oh my god.  Your right.  I have betrayed you by not coming over more.  Please forgive me your majesty..".
Mi "....your a drama Queen."
H "I'm a drama Queen!?  Your one to talk little lady."
Mi "well I get away with it because I'm cute!"
H "...Touché"
H "where is your grandpa anyway?"
Mi "he's in his office,  he has been in his office a lot recently."
H "Has he been ignoring you?"
"no, he comes out when he needs to.  Besides I get to eat all the cookies I want when he's busy."  Mini say as she runs off to Musty's office.
"That's my girl." Hudson say with a chuckle as he follows her. 
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A couple seconds later Hudson is walking into Musty's office, looking for the old man.  The office has a warm and cozy feeling when you enter.  A fireplace sits on the back wall with bookshelves on either side of it.  The Office also has a big desk, the top covered in papers. Musty is currently sat at the behind the desk looking down at the papers.  "Musty?", he calls out, closing the door behind him. 
The sound of his name caused Musty to look up for his current work and stand.  "Hudson? What are you doing here?" Musty had said as he made us way around the desk and towards Hudson. 
"I haven't heard from you, I just wanted to make sure you were ok."
"Oh.  I'm sorry I've been busy."  Musty says as he walks back to the desk and starts gathering some papers. 
"What are you doing?" Hudson asked taking a few steps towards him. 
"..When we were at lunch the other day you mentioned that game you and Jin use to play, and it gave me an idea.  I thought of a way for the town to get the first responders it needs, but in a more affordable way."  Musty says grabbing some folders and starts walking back towards Hudson again.  "I have already thought of a few that are perfect for the job."
"Roy Williams,  he is a firefighter in a nearby town.  I'm friends with his family, I've seen how he works and I'd say he is the best at that station." Musty says handing Hudson a folder with 'Roy Williams' on the tab. 
The Musty hands Hudson the other file he is holding and starts to speak again.  "Amber Smith, she is a doctor in New York.  She helped treat my grandson before he passed.  She's great at her job and kids love her."
"And with you consent, I'd like to get Jin involved with this too."  Musty says walking back to his desk. "Her skills with tech could really help this team." 
"I still need to find a few more people but I have everything planned out." Musty takes a pause "..so what do you think?"
Hudson glances at the folders he was handed and takes a second to process what was just said.  "Are you sure about this? I mean, what if one of these people aren't good enough for the job? Or what if this whole project blows up in your face and you have wasted your money and time?  I'm not saying it's a bad idea I'm just asking if your sure about this?" 
Musty takes a second to answer, looking over the papers on his desk.  "I'm confident that this will work." 
Hudson let's put a sigh.  "...your a crazy old man.  But I support you."
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Next Day
Mayor's Office
Mayor Renolds was the Mayor of BroomsTown.  He was currently in his office checking over records.  The office was basic and cold, no personality could be seen in this office.  As he was was going through the records he heard a knock on his offices door.
"Come in"
Mr. Musty had walked into the office and was now walking to the desk the mayor was sitting at. Causing Mayor Renolds to look up.
"Musty. Back so soon. Should've known you'd be back to complain about something." Mayor Renolds says coldly, putting his work away. "What can I do for you this time?"
"I heard you cut back on the town first responders, is that true?"
"Yes. Mr. Musty it is true. The town's funds are getting low and we couldn't afford it."
"Are you sure that was wise? The town needs their first responders."
"What do you expect me to do? Unless you have a better idea, this visit was pointless."
"That's why I'm here, I have a proposition for you."
"What are you going on about Musty?"
"I came up with a way for the town to get the first responders and the protection it need, but more affordable for a town of our size."
Mayor Renolds lays out a sigh and adjusts his glasses. "Alright. I'll humor you"
"what was this idea of yours?"
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octomelodytunes · 5 months
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new fanfic/book trope: an internet outage occurs throughout a town/city during summer break, a group of friends who live in said city try to enjoy their summer without the use of the internet or technology
(genre: slice of life, you could add some romance if you rlly want to)
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randomartkid-12 · 19 days
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Y’ALL AAHHHHHHH IM FREAKING OUT THE SOLAR ECLIPSE JUST PASSED MY AREA AND TOTALITY WAS THE COOLEST THING IVE EVER SEEN FHFDUHWOF I saw the corona and everything it was like nighttime but the sun was out
Anyway, here are some (pretty crappy) pictures I took. Yes these are photos of totality—which only lasted around than 3 minutes, but still awesome nonetheless. It looked SUPER COOL in person
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Like I said, they’re not great but they’re something, my device can’t take photos of this stuff 🤠 If I get any better photos from family I’ll post them too
It’s still kind of dark out flflflfl
Sorry, I’m loosing my everything rnn (anyone else seen the solar eclipse or is going to?)
Actually I kind of wanna write a fanfic of what would happen if the solar eclipse were to happen in broomstown. I feel like that would be an interesting fic
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thatartistshar0n · 6 months
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RCP Experimental Origins AU - Character Bios
this "fanfic"(?) is written in the perspective of jin's father (guess what i still haven't thought of a name for him 😃). this will just be about how he views the robocars and will be revealing some traits about them.
Opening application...
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Getting data...
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Robocar Subject Notes. (001 - 004) (planned for more subjects to be made).
Subject 001
Vehicle type: Police car.
Gender: Male.
Behavior: Very quiet and seemingly confused about most things, but obeys orders and cooperates with experiments well. Cares for his fellow subjects and often tries to calm down 002 whenever he's acting up. So far has good behavior.
Risk of being dismantled: Unlikely.
Subject 002
Vehicle type: Firetruck.
Gender: Male.
Behavior: Seems to be the strongest robocar we have. Has tried multiple times to break out from his testing room and escape the lab, so the staff has needed to reinforce his room with stronger material and install bars. Has shown aggression towards staff, but has yet to attack a member directly. Has the worst behavior out of all the subjects.
Risk of being dismantled: Likely.
Subject 003
Vehicle type: Ambulance.
Gender: Female.
Behavior: Caring towards the other subjects, especially 004. Acts like a maternal figure to him. Surprisingly respectful to staff members like 001, unlike the rest of the robocars. Has shown signs of fear towards staff during experiments, so it's clear that they intimdate her. However, all signs of fear cease when staff interacts with 004, and she shows protectiveness for him. Complies with experiments well.
Risk of being dismantled: Unlikely.
Subject 004
Vehicle type: Helicopter.
Gender: Male.
Behavior: Has attempted to fly away from staff members when an experiment is about to be conducted with him. We have needed to confiscate his propeller on most occasions because of this. A mindset of that of a child, and is mentally fragile. His conpanion subjects are like maternal/older sibling figures to him, especially 003. Has once tried to escape the lab with 002, but has obviously failed.
Risk of being dismantled: 50/50 chance.
"Mr. [REDACTED], Subject 002 is trying to escape again! Orders?"
"Ah.. just leave him be in his room. We've already reinforced his room anyway."
"Sir! The bars are already being quite damaged!"
"... *sigh* Okay, try to shut him down for a little while. Use whatever things you can find that can restrain him, and while he's out, replace the bars with stronger ones."
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"Hey- hey! Calm down, 002! They're going to shut you down soon!"
The police car did as well as he could to hold back 002 from escaping, 001 was just barely holding him down. He knew if he kept this behavior up any longer... who knows what could happen. The firetruck was about to be sent to his testing room, and he snapped.
"I don't care, I need to get out of here!" The firetruck did his best to get out of the police car's grasp, but he was already using every bit of strength to hold 002 down.
"No! You need to stay calm, you've kept up this behavior for long enough, just imagine what those humans could possibly do to you if you try to escape again!" 003 exclaimed, clearly worried and afraid for 002.
"I- I'm scared..." The young helicopter gripped onto the ambulance's arm tightly, not knowing what to do.
002 looked at 004, his gaze softening. "...I'm sorry. I just- I- I'm tired of being stuck in here all the time."
"Hey, it's alright. All of us feels like that anyway, you're no different." 001 says reassuringly. "Come to think of it... these subject names we have don't exactly roll off the tongue."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" 003 asks, tilting her head in confusion.
"What I'm trying to imply is that these names that we've been given don't exactly feel right to me.. to me, it makes us feel like we're nothing but toys. What if we give ourselves our own names?"
"You know, that's not a bad idea.."
...
(A/N sorry i was gonna write down the part where they give themselves their names but i got lazy, im sorry shshsh)
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figitorynonsense · 8 months
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im back with more angst. cry. /hj
gasoline = blood
tw: gore(?)
im continuing this on ao3 el em mayo (figitorynonsense)
"Roy!"
He shouted, trying to shake the Firetruck awake. He stared into Roy's half-closed eyes as his frame remained near lifeless, Poli tried to fight the tears that gathered at the back of his eyes.
"Please, you can't die now!"
Gasoline pooled before him as Roy could barely look in Poli's direction, a small smile on his face as the Police-car stared at him with horror on his face. His hands shook with shock, he pulled Roy closer.
"Poli..."
Roy could barely muster, all of the wounds on his frame seared with burning pain. The sand and dust collected in them didn't help either, making the gears that stuck out of his wounds grimy. The edges of his vision were blurry, and his eyesight in general was messed up.
"Just... go on without me..."
"I can't! You'll die out here!"
The sandstorm picked up, the blowing winds burned against Roy's wounds. Tears fell out of Poli's eyes, his frame shook with sobs as his grip around Roy tightened.
"It's for.. the greater.. good.."
Roy tried to reason, he could feel his mind drifting away already, the gasoline soaked into the sand. The yellow, grainy material stained with black, a silhouette of his soon-to-be corpse.
"What will Broomstown be without you?"
"What... would Broomstown... be without you? Our.. leader?"
Poli was immediately silent, his fingers practically leaving dents in Roy's metal. He clenched his teeth, the seams in his metal were filled with sand.
"Roy-"
"Just.. go, Poli... It's for the... better.."
He felt barely in his body anymore, the pain was too much. There was no time to get Amber, considering she was stuck being interrogated by car traffickers on the other side of the world, and Helly for sure couldn't help.
"You have to go... it's for your home..."
"It's for Broomstown..."
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blueberry-cute-cat · 1 year
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I mean... I can't be the only one who just fucking remembers old fandom i was been and joined again bc of ship right? Riiiiiiiight????? Let me show my ship's where i am in fandom now
Wedgeshot. (Wedge x Hotshot) i was only a kid to join it bc of this ship and not only ofc, i mean it's finally getting popular and i am happy :D
Poloy (Poli x Roy) I don't this you guys knows who are they. So it's for kid's show named Robocar Poli and his friends, i am still on it and i still love this ship! Bc damn, I can't stop thinking about them like helloo?? Help??😭
Kiibouma (Kiibo x Oma or Kokichi) so this is basically anime now, it's called Danganronpa 3 if i am correct, i didn't watch but i know there's like killing people, yep, i know, that's something. So why i started shipping this, K1-B0 or basically Kiibo who is a robot made of Iidabashi, even he is a robot, he a human no matter and want to know more about been human. Kokichi Oma, he is a Supermace Leader (if i am right-) who always lie and so basically we don't wich he is telling truth or lie. ANYWAY, he is AAAALWAAAYS telling Kiibo if robot's have a dick (i am sorry that i am saying that but it's true :"D) and Kiibo saying to stop it because it's robophobial, I don't know why but i think they look cute because like damn, i reading fanfics of them and i love it like, Kokichi have feelings for Kiibo and just can't tell it bc he don't know if Kiibo will believe it. Kiibo basically will be shy to say Kokichi and all of this robophobial he anyways will cared for him.
Tanzen (Tanjiro x Zenitsu) yes, it's anime again, SO LET'S START'S. So the anime called Demon Slayer, where Hashiras killing demon's, so, Tanjiro is a boy who have his back almost big box for his sister Nezuko, she turned into a demon after they're family died of a demon. Zenitsu basically he is always crying (BUT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I WANT HUG HIM😭😭😭) and scared of demon's, but when he falls asleep he like lunatic who easily killing demon and don't remembering. I started shipping them bc they look SOO close together, like, Zenitsu always calling Tanjiro and standing with him closely and Tanjiro of course happy with him and sometimes have really REALLY enjoying with him.
Obagiyuu (Obanai x Giyuu), they are from Demon Slayer too, so, Obanai is a Hashira who wearing his bangers on his face, he have different eyes one is like gold, and one is like a sea. Tomioka is a Hashira too, his haori have two different sides, one is red from his older sister before she died to save Giyuu and almost on her wedding, the other have some patterns where have green and yellow colour, it's from his Best Friend who died too to save Giyuu, after that, Tomioka always standing alone and always think he not a real water Hashira (i am gonna cry sorry but it's so sad) and he standing alone because don't want interfere with others. So why i shipping them, sure Obanai hate Giyuu, but what if Iguro started hang out with him and will realize that he not that bad and just feel really sad when Sanemi saying that he this he better than everyone or Obanai who hate him, so then Obanai will started protect Giyuu from annoying Shinobu (ok maybe she was just trying to be friends with Giyuu) and insult from Sanemi. All Hashiras will be shock that Iguro Obanai is protecting from Sanemi and Shinobu, Kagaya will be happy see that Obanai and Giyuu are now having fun wich other. Obanai will show Giyuu face why he wearing banged, but Tomioka will be not scared, he could say "Your face so beautiful with those scars." Obanai will blush a little but smile at him, sometimes he getting fighting with Sanemi bc of Tomioka who did not do anything. Yeah i think they will be adorable together :)
Sammy x Volt, it's a kid's show too! Called Miniforce X, i started shipping them bc they fighting like a marriage couple, they're really help each other and will rescued themselves, Volt annoying Sammy for which he receives dissatisfied look of Sammy. I always want see fanfics of them but no one shipping them, at leat on Tik Tok have this awesome ship's! I think Volt would start have feelings for Sammy wich he will run away from him not to see his red face. Sammy will start to suspect of this and will try to get information from Volt, but of course he would hear like "Pfft, i am mot even hidden something from you." Wich means it's related to him something but he still woll think. I think after like 3 week Sammy will finally realized that Volt have crush on him, Sammy will fall of ded blush on his face. And maybe if villain will fight with miniforce, Sammy will save Volt from falling and will catch him in bride style and will start tease "be careful my beautiful sunshine." Of course Volt would be blush and saying to Sammy to stop teasing around while they fighting villain
Ok so that's all! I a little bit more but i will do it next time, my like 2 pm of night now and i need sleep right now :")
Thx for reading this and happy that you guys are reading me! Tell me you're old ship's of fandom you have been and you still in
Good morning and goodnight everyone!
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wildlygay · 9 months
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would you write robocar poli fanfic in your ao3?
Oh not yet! I do have plans to write a pokemon gym leader au poli oneshot sooner or later! Thanks for sending a ask :)
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canyonkingdom · 1 month
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cw: ooc
tw: swearing
The good-for-nothing citizens of Broomstown were fortunately not in trouble, and the rescue team can finally have some time for themselves. All alone.
All...
alone...
Oh, well, it's not as bad as last time.
Right?
Once again proven wrong when Poli walked into the room with a can of gas in his left hand. He seemed to not give a shit about the dire consequences of his actions and gave even less of a shit when he accidentally tilted his can to Roy. The firetruck gasped in utter shock.
"Dude, what the fuck?" Roy shouted, desperately wiping off the gas on his frame. You could've used a towel, but no, hands are way better.
"You got in the way, asshole," Poli said callously. Helly then walks in with an AK-47- wait, an AK-47?
Poli and Roy looked at him with horror. Poli drops his can of gas. "PUT THAT DOWN-"
Helly uncharacteristically shoots the gun, pointing it at the calendar. His resting bitch face didn't budge. Poli dodged and Roy miraculously skims himself out of the situation.
"DUDE!" Roy screamed at Helly. "Didn't we tell you literally this morning not to use any of the weapons-"
Suddenly, Jin bursts through the room. Her laugh was deafening, and a machine gun was in her hands. The gun was pointed at the roof. Poli and Roy screamed.
"This is not normal." Poli muttered. No shit, Sherlock.
"There's nothing to do!" Jin shrieks as the ceiling filled with roles. Music to my ears.
"We're gonna spend a fortune on reparations-"
Jin threw Roy a machete, which didn't help as it landed on the ground helplessly.
"What-"
"Let's gang up on Poli!" Helly suddenly shouted. All faces turned the police car.
"Woah, woah, woah!" Poli said defensively, backing up against the doorway. "Who said that-"
"Let's just get on with it," Jin said.
Wait, what-
CHARGE!"
Poli ran for his life as gun sounds and metal clunking filled his ears.
Not as bad as last time, they said.
Poli makes his way out of the room. The hallways confuse him.
Then he thought.
Think faster bitch three idiots are literally ganging up on you-
"Alright! Alright! I'm going to the storage room!" Poli shouted. Footsteps get closer.
"It's him!"
Poli drives faster.
He transformed and stared at the door to the storage room. What a great time to stare into nothingness when you're being hunted down. Eventually, Poli shakes out of his trance and opened the door.
Weapons all around.
Poli zoned out. Only a glowing purple light shown.
"it's about time."
"Why are we doing this again?"
Roy was a pussy for cowering behind the two far superior human and helicopter holding weapons that could bust your fucking ass.
"The author made us do it, man." Jin replied in a joking manner.
The trio saw a purple light emitting from the storage room.
What a great way to loathe.
"We're fucked." Helly said.
"What?"
Suddenly, the ground started shaking like hell. Glass started breaking.
"What's happening?" Roy's naivete said, terrified.
Jin kept laughing like a maniac as she reloaded her gun. "He actually used it! Fuck!"
Poli, unnaturally swift, zoomed through the hallways. In his hands, there it was-
The Immortal gun.
"Oh God no." Helly muttered, "He's possessed."
"Dude!" Roy butted in, the machete in his hands almost swinging to the helicopter. "He literally owns the thing, we all know what happens when-"
"I'm on the top of the world!" A purplish laser shot out from his immortal gun. Amber and Helly dodge as they reload their own weapons. But Roy screamed as the laser shot through his face.
"AHHH- WHAT THE FUCK-" Roy started glowing in purple, dropping his machete as he floated in the air, still screaming horribly.
"Is... is that what it's supposed to do-"
Poli then shot the gun to an unobservant Helly.
"What-
-the-
FUCK."
Jin watched as her two allies went fuck that shit and left her with a rogue Poli.
"Let's battle." Poli said to the remaining person.
Jin hissed as he pointed her gun at the robocar. "Will do-"
Helly screamed like he was in pain. "Why am I in hell?"
...
What did the bitch just say.
"Are you stupid?" Poli laughed, but it will never replicate Jin's amazing evil laugh.
"Yes you are." Wads of bullets shot at the car.
Amber returned from Cleany's fiasco over an irremovable stain spot she sighed as she drove into the gate of the headquarters with her eyes closed, blissfully unaware of the chaos the team had created.
"I'm ba-" she opened her eyes to the burning remains of the headquarters.
They are all gonna die, aren't they?
-///-
this is for @light-everything-in-pink
the crack is not cracking lmao
and idk how the immortal gun is supposed to work so-
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canyonkingdom · 2 months
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what will i write, man?
so as you all know i write fanfiction and yes, i can do requests, so here are some stuff you need to know if you ever want to request a fanfiction you want me to write or something (if ever that happens lol)
this will be linked in my introduction post so yall can come back to it lol
REQUESTS ARE: open lol
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so what will you write for, man?
- pretty much anything
but what will you not write for?
- incest (dude, gross)
- smut (i can write tension tho)
- child x adult relationships (get that benny x roy shit out of my face man [true story💀])
- anything homophobic
- p3d0phili@ (ewwww)
- r@p3 (are you mentally okay if you want to read this)
- any weird ass kinks
ships i like/will write for
royber
posty x cap (funni funni unironic ironic ship)
literally anything as long as it isn't a large age gap or rlly weird
AUS
you're all going to hell (21,22)
seven seas of rhye (2, 3, 4)
ONESHOTS
love i share
i got your back
last of all; live, laugh, love, lifty /j
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canyonkingdom · 1 month
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tw: $u|c|d3 attempt
I swear it’s not that deep.
I loom over the cliff like a lost child, remnants of the dark underground that was set upon it. I sigh at the height of the fall.
Life is not worth living anymore.
How is it even worth it? No one ever appreciates me, it’s always Poli this, Poli that. No one bothers to ask how I am, only where I am. My efforts go fazed in the eyes of every townsfolk,
even my team,
my family.
With no second thoughts, I step over the cliff's edge, letting my weight dip down to the front, and tumble off the edge. My scream was loud, but not loud enough to gain any traction.
My demise is sure.
I tumble down the mountain, my metal scraped and dented.
-///-
It was pitch black when I opened my eyes.
Suddenly, faint sobs erupted. I flinched at the familiar sound.
I hear a winch attach to my body—straps embedding my frame.
Am I being lifted to heaven?
(Or lowered to hell?)
“Don’t…” a voice said.
“Die.”
I should be dead.
-///-
“...Poli?”
My vision was fuzzy, but I heard the voice. It was Helly, gasoline tears streaked his face. I open my mouth to say something, but it was caught in my throat. I look around the repair shop I’m so familiar with.
“What…?��� I say.
“Poli!” Helly’s voice was now of cheers as he lurched and hugged me, tighter than a noose. His cries were uncontrollable. I awkwardly try to push him away.
“I thought I…” I really did, Jin would be fawning.
Helly’s screams seemed to have alerted the others, as they appeared at the doorway like ghosts. Amber was the same as Helly, but Roy only had a look of shock. No worry, no tears.
He’s angry at me.
I wanted to laugh. The serious demeanor of the moment prevented me from doing it, yet I shrieked at their faces on the inside. I hyperventilate at the sight of the moment.
Amber rushed to me wailing like a banshee. Her tight hug set me in a daze. Helly kept crying. Roy stood in the corner like a wronged mother. His eyes were serious, a drought of tears.
“Never do that again,” Helly kept weeping.
“We almost lost you,” Amber wailed.
“Why would you do that?”
I stay silent.
Comfort was off the table since I woke up. Everyone was either crying or comforting themselves. And Roy?
He did nothing.
He just stood there like a long lost father reconciling with his child. His face was dotted with apathy.
–///-
It’s nighttime, hours after my failed attempt. Another day in my miserable life that i’m sadly living. They could’ve just left me but no, you guys wanted to save me.
That’s not the way to go.
The garden was undeniably beautiful. I look at the moon, thinking about the dark abyss that I wanted to be in. That wasn’t the premium death experience I wanted.
How I wish I commited suicide tomorrow.
But no, they decided to be heroes and save me from my demise. As much as I hate it, I didn't do anything to contradict them.
So much for a dramatic suicide, I think. I imagined them looming over my body, crying gasoline, staining my frame. They lower me under the ground or keep me as a treasure on the wall.
Suddenly, I see Roy in the distance.
I smile. But he doesn’t smile back. He looked dead inside, an empty void filling his eyes. I draw my hand back.
“Hi, Roy.” I say, trying to be positive.
He ran to me and hugged me.
“Poli,” he started, I could feel his tears coming out of his eyes. “I- I need to understand…”
Understand?
There’s nothing to understand.
“Understand what?” I ask, Roy pulls me in a tighter hug. I could hear sobs that I would have never imagined he would pull.
“Understand why you did it!” Roy pulled away, revealing his gasoline streaked frame. “Why would you commit sui-”
“You would never understand.” I interrupt him, all my emotion put into that one sentence.
“What wouldn’t I understand?” Roy was practically shouting, he was on his knees. “You’re- you’re my best friend, Poli, I will understand everything you tell me, what- what reason you have to- to do this shit!”
My mouth was left open, agape.
“Roy,” I wanted to cry, “Do you really think you know everything about me that you can understand what i’m going through?”
Roy went silent.
“I feel useless, Roy.” I start,
“No one cared about me. Everytime I rescued them, they don’t even bother to say thank you. Everyone in this stupid town has the nerve to spread hateful gossip about me and my reputation is ruined. But what did you do? What did any of you do?”
The venom in my voice was spilling.
“Nothing!” I shout at him, my tears were uncontrollable. “You all did nothing. You were too busy living the good life and I was left to do your dirty work!”
“Poli,” Roy started,
“I didn’t know you felt that way.”
I stop.
“I’m sorry,” I say, I kept crying, yet I didn’t keep my cool.
Roy stood up and hugged me again. “No, I’m- i’m sorry.”
“We made you feel- feel like this.”
I flinch.
“I- We will- try our best to help you in this-” Roy’s hiccups stirred.
“I know you will, Roy.”
We cry together like a mess.
“Poli, I apologize for everything. That I failed to see you suffering, I didn’t do anything about it, how everyone just did you dirty, i’m sorry.”
Roy sniffled,
“I promise there will be some change.”
The night was cold, but in Roy I felt warmth.
I just hope he keeps his promise that things will change for the better.
-///-
this is for @darkoplayzzz hope you like itt
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the original ask somehow got deleted, luckily i had a screenshot lying around
i actually finished yours and @gukul 's work but i
a c c i d e n t a l l y
deleted gukul's so i'll have to redo it while were still on bream
hope ya like it tho
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canyonkingdom · 2 months
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Hi mate!
Could you write something with Poli and Jin?(I do not ship them but do whatever you please) If yes, thank you so much! If no it's Ok!u
Wish you well, bye!
i got your back
tw: $u|c|d3 idealation
Midnight fell in Broomstown. Everyone in town is probably in the confines of their garage, or their beds, sleeping peacefully. 
But this wasn’t the case for Poli. 
This was a common occurrence for him, not that he cared about insomnia or the citizen’s lives, but simply for the safety of the headquarters. Sometimes he’d sleep in, and sometimes he didn’t sleep at all. 
And that didn’t matter. 
He faced the front desk of the headquarters, his eyes eerily open. There was Jin’s chair, basking in the dark. Sometimes he thought of life without their manager, practically their mother. Sometimes he didn’t want to. Sometimes he wondered if he’d never been created.
Sometimes.
He sighed, his eyes darting around the room. The lack of activity had bored Poli to an extent, but his eyes didn’t flutter. He was still wide awake, thinking about their leader. Probably sleeping in her room, cozy and fleeting. 
The radio rang, startling Poli. His headlights faced the red button. 
He transformed into his robocar counterpart and pressed the button. “Hello?” he said softly, careful not to wake Amber and Roy, waiting for a civilized response. One more prank call and he might go insane. 
“Uh. hey.”
Poli raised his eyebrow at the unexpected voice on the other line. “What is it, Lifty?” 
The young forklift shuddered. “So, uh, Jin’s here…”
What?
“What?” Poli gawked, “What’s she doing there?” He couldn’t even fathom about what happened, what will happen.
“She’s spinning and laughing and swaying everywhere,” Lifty said with the highest amount of concern Poli had heard from any citizen. Metal clunking and a high-pitched squeal. “Ow! Please hurry and pick her up, I can’t leave her alone in the port…”
“Okay.” Poli immediately put down the phone before Lifty could even finish saying “thank you”. 
Poli was sure he passed the speed limit when he drove to the port. The sense of urgency was more than any of their rescues. It made his thoughts run frantically, his gas pressure high. 
He arrived, panting heavily. His eyes spotted Lifty and Jin limping on him helplessly. Lifty’s eyes lock with his. “Poli!” he waves his left forklift, before putting it down to put Jin in balance.
 
Poli ran to them. “What happened?” he noticed the alcohol bottle in Jin’s hand, putting the pieces together. 
“I found her here talking to herself…” Lifty replied. 
Jin looked rough. Usually braided hair in shambles, her orange outfit smeared with stains, her face red and puffy. Clearly Lifty had the mindset of a child, as he described her as “drinking juice and went insane”. 
Jin laughed, “Oh, Poli, you’re here?” the tone of her voice weirdly shifted. “Haha, you’ve come to- come to pick me up?” she tumbled her way off of Lifty. Poli caught her before she could hit the ground. “Oh! You caught me! You’re always so strong…”
Poli sighed. “What have you gotten yourself into?” Jin just laughed. “I’m having fun! Life’s a bitch, y’know.”
Lifty flinched. “Did she just-”
“Thank you, Lifty.” Poli spouted, cutting Lifty’s words. He gave a small smile before turning around, carrying Jin in his arms. The bottle of alcohol fell to the ground. 
Poli stopped at a cliff perfectly gazing at the stars. Max came here and it certainly wasn’t a fond memory, but the outlook butchered his bad views on the part.
He put Jin down, she immediately flopped herself on the grass. 
“What did you do?” Lifty’s response wasn’t enough for him.
“Yes!” Jin beamed drunkenly, “I had no reason to, but I- I did!”
“Jin,” he repeated sternly. 
“I- I don’t know,” she said sadly, before bursting into chuckles. She sat up, flimsily moving herself next to Poli. “Sometimes I feel… like nothing.”
“Like I am nothing.”
Poli looked at her, shocked and sympathetic. “What are you saying?”
“Do I even help you guys?” she asked, her mood dropping down. “Ugh, I hate my life!” she hits her head on the log next to Poli. “I jus’ wanna die.”
“Don’t say that.” Poli cried, his voice unnaturally coarse. He went to Jin’s side. “You help us in more ways than one! You lead us, you fix us, you raise us.” he put his large hand on her shoulder, though it touched her back as well.
“Bullshit,” Jin groaned, taking Poli’s hand off of her. “All my dreams are shattered, all my inventions fail-”
“Not all of them.” Poli was desperate now. He wanted to cry but he couldn’t. Jin looked away, tears forming on the corners of her eyes. 
“Sorry,” she implored. “I am not enough for this.”
“You will never be not enough. You are more than enough.”
"How can you be so sure?" Jin sobbed.
"Because i'm here." Poli replied, smiling for comfort. "We're here. Roy, Amber, Helly, we're all here because of-
because of you."
"Look at us now, we're helping the town, we're in the pinnacle of society. And it's because of you." If only he could cry, he would wail buckets.
"I guess- guess you're right." Jin's tears were flowing, but her laughing didn't seize.
"Thank you."
Poli's grin was higher than the moon.
"We should go home now."
Comforting words were thrown around as the dim moonlight shined on them. 
“Awh, I wish I had a relationship like that.”
“They’re not dating, idiot. It’s them looking out for each other. Unlike you and I."
“Shut up.”
-///-
hi guys i'm back from the dead; posting regularly again
i'll be posting the other requests a little while later lol
this is for @polina-tvorozhok hope you like it
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canyonkingdom · 1 month
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here's a shameless promotion for some fanfic i made in ao3
it's just a stupid chatfic lol
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canyonkingdom · 4 months
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you're all going to hell
prologue: everyone's suspecting
tw: swearing (excessive, excessive, swearing)
They weren’t the rescue team anymore.
They’re completely different.
Their eyes glowed red, cunning smiles on their metal frames. They were ready for absolute destruction.
“You will all pay.”
Nighttime fell in Broomstown. A once joyous, lively town now on the brink of collapsing. The Broomstown Rescue Team had been saving lives left and right, never getting even the slightest bit of time for themselves. The stupidity of the citizens began to rub off of them. 
She was annoyed, to say the least. But the important thing is, they liked her inventions. The citizens would clammer in happiness to the sight of the rescue team, nothing but good things came out of their mouths.
She didn’t understand why she had to be the one stuck in the drama.
The outskirts of town were beautiful. Houses and shops strewn on the streets legibly, the right amount of grass pinned to the decoration sides. People were laughing,
they were happy.
She could feel the glow in their eyes disappear when they set eyes on her. Now glowing with disdain, a unaffectionate red glistening over their pupils. She could see that red everywhere she went. Even buying bread could get her cold remarks from the baker. 
She hated it.
What did she do to deserve the cold treatment from her town? Where she grew up, grew to love, grew to create life changing robocars that has potentially changed the town forever. Appreciation was all she wanted. A little “thank you” would satisfy her so much, but she only got panned, hated, villainized.
She denied everything. You can’t be guilty for something you haven’t done. Yet, they didn’t even consider her opinion, they didn’t even listen. They still stuck to the lies. No matter how many times she assured them that it was a fake newspaper clipping, they were all unwilling to hear her side. 
Idiots.
She didn’t need them in her life. Her robocars have been building their foundation, but they don’t even acknowledge her. She didn’t steal them, those lying freaks. Her original creations were what kept the town afloat, and they have the nerve to say that she stole them? 
They really were idiots.
“Murderer.”
A person inside a blue mailvan murmured, quickly driving away as soon as his eyes set on her.
You’re not scared, are you?
"I came across THE murderer."
Posty's words made everyone in the post office lock eyes with him.
"R- really?" Cleany stammered. His eyes were beaming, hungry for gossip.
"Yes, really! I never lie about this shit, y'know?" Posty clinked, sorting out his hands through the new mail.
"You're an idiot. She's not a murderer, you fuck!" Cap corrected aggressively, sighing at the end. "She's a thief. Learn your gossip, man."
"I'm not wrong, Cap!" Posty jotted back, turning around to face Cap's overly cocky face. "You've seen that old newspaper. She was eight! She's a fucking menace! She is capable of killing us all-"
"No! Don't mention that!" Cleany shouted, his voice quivering. "I'm not taking a- any chances to be scared of the outside. I- I literally clean for a living."
"Yeah, we also work on the outside too." Posty said blatantly. “If she hadn’t created Poli and the gang, our mayor would’ve locked her up real quick.”
“She didn’t create the rescue team, for fuck’s sake! They were from another town!” Cap chided, standing up and looking at Posty’s soulless eyes. 
“Can you two just s- shut up?” Cleany spoke up, polishing a long unused flask from the far corner of the post office. “Whatever she i- is, we should probably avoid her. She m- might, y’know…”
“That’s what i’m trying to say! The mayor should’ve put her to jail sooner!” 
The construction site wasn’t free from gossip either.
“What?!” The team shouted in unison, completely shocked.
“Posty told me she’s the daughter of a war criminal!” Bruner’s gleeful voice plagued the site. “The genes run through the family!”
“Come on, dude,” Dump griped, rolling his eyes. “You actually believe Posty? He’s trying to get attention-”
Bruner shoved a newspaper clipping in Dump’s face. “Eat shit, big guy.” 
Everyone else hovered over Dump’s shoulder, in utter bewilderment of the news. “Leader of a famed war clan is blessed with a beautiful daughter- oh, shit. They have the exact same name!” Mickey’s voice chirped, hovering over Bruner’s overly joyous face and the article. 
“That’s the point!” Bruner said gleefully, enjoying the fact that he was correct once again. (He was always correct, though). “No wonder she stole from inventors and murdered them all, she got it from her dad.”
Dump shaked his head and slapped the clipping on Poke’s face, earning a terrifying glare from him. “I’m not believing this. How can you guys be so certain?”
“Yeah! It's probably edited or something." Max chimed in, still slightly confused. “Uh, what else is there to this confusing mess?”
Bruner sighed and clicked his tongue. “I don’t know man, but I know we should probably avoid her.
She’s a monster.”
The dock was also splattered with gossip.
“Lifty, I’ve been hearing about this woman for four straight years now, and she’s still the talk of town.” Terry leered, groaning against the cemented walls. 
“It’s not my fault, everyone’s practically keeping it alive!” Lifty chided hesitantly, giving a wry smile. “The whole stealing and murdering thing didn’t sit well for me. I’m just kind of worried she’s still around to-” Lifty took a breather. “-to skedaddle in town with all the drama pinned to her, i’m surprised no one has done an investigation-”
“They already investigated her, you twit.” Terry disparaged the young worker. “I heard she paid the authorities to shut up about that shit.” he added.
“Yeah!” Leky’s voice seeped in the cargo room. “It was like a million, I think?” 
“Can you not join in their gossip session?” Lefy asked nicely, trying very hard not to shout at his brother. "We have work, thank you."
“I would rather listen.” Lety added in, peeking through the room, smiling at the two inside.
“Come back here, you fuck.” a hand, presumably Lefy’s, pulled Lety’s hair, enticing a scream from the youngest Crane triplet. 
She felt rage encapsulate her body.
Whenever she heard their irritating voices spout out her name, her legacy, she felt something snap. She always kept it tied to an extent, but the string is to brittle to continue.
You're all gonna die.
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canyonkingdom · 2 months
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i'll be inactive for a lil while because i'll be doing everyone's requests and polishing the third chapter of yagth
so uh
bye
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figitorynonsense · 8 months
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hi guys 1 am writing motivation activated and now i have an rcp fic full of ANGST
udk if this counts as based off but isaw a rescue bots fic ("In flanders fields the poppies blow, between the crosses, row and row" ) but every rescue team member dies abdi lpve that idea so HERE IT IS
tw: suicide and illness
Broomstown had never been a safe place, for sure. Natural disasters and accidents were peppered vigorously into the history of the town. But no one had ever died, let alone a rescue member.
Poli wished that it was still the case.
His frame racked with sobs as he held his friend in his arms. Tears a speck in Roy’s bright red paint. His frame was cold, yet warm against Poli’s metal.
The soft, humming and soothing engine that reminded Poli that he was alive was now silent, empty like the gushing water tank that had killed him.
Gasoline would collect on his body, but he didn’t care. Roy was gone, he was a gentle, brave friend that he had grown particularly fond of — and the world took him away.
His expression was peaceful, tranquil as opposed to the blue, sobbing figure holding his empty husk of a frame.
A great car, felled by the world.
Beyond that, his life turned to a dull world of patrols. His duty was what kept him stable, and he’d find himself like how Roy was, overworking — when his engine still hummed.
But then, their helicopter was struck right out of the sky. Feathers that flew off the falling bird stuck back into wings — ones that would allow him into heaven.
Helly couldn’t take the voltage of the sky, a beaming strike of resent that fried Poli’s friend and sent him crashing down, a meteor that shouldn’t have existed.
His blades, his rotors, his life — gone, like Poli’s soul.
Amber and Poli were miserable, Jin even more so. Two engines pulled out of the earth, meeting their place in heaven.
Broomstown turned dark, and what had been a passion — became a chore. Fires couldn’t be dealt with — blazes fueled by Roy’s soul. And their missions had become a nightmare, due to the lack of Helly’s intel. The signals? Clogged by the missing energy that Helly brung.
Then, Amber fell, too.
She died a horrible death — Rust.
She was so grief-stricken, she’d forget to take care of her frame. She fell ill, the rust eating away at her engine and her sanity.
When her engines gave out, the machine finally sounded. She was peaceful now — free from this misery, even if it brought sorrow to Jin and Poli.
The ambulance’s bandages unwrapped, the firetruck’s crane detached, the helicopter’s rotors dismantled.
Jin and Poli barely talked, not after all that has happened. The world, a miserable place not worth living in. Death, a cost to escape.
And Jin was fine with that cost.
She couldn’t stand the sorrow and the pain, she never thought it’d end like this. It was too much, closure was impossible, yet she chased it.
Poli’s engine nearly dropped right out of his hood when he saw her — dead, taken her own life. Closure, the unfortunate way.
He felt like everything was over, he had sank to the ground, he would cry, but tears came no more. Tears, all used up.
The ground felt like nothing but what he was confined to, he would isolate himself.
The firetruck was out of water.
The helicopter’s rotors were tied.
The ambulance was overwhelmed.
The engineer, gave up.
Poli couldn’t handle the stress, the Mountain Rescue Team helped, but he was still overwhelmed. The world was a cruel mouse trap, and he was caught in it.
The townspeople tried to help, but all he could do was at least make the town comfortable for all. Broomstown was dark and gloomy, a place missing all of its parts.
He longed for death. For its bony hands to grab him by the wrist and bring him back to his friends. It was no longer worth the pain to stay alive.
As he rescued Benny, the building had crumbled on him. He guided Benny out, but stayed behind.
He watched with tired eyes, knowing he was free from his chains. The pain from the collapsing building barely surpassed the pain he felt emotionally, and he enjoyed it.
He would go out, like the first.
Crushed under something he would’ve otherwise survived.
The Broomstown Rescue Team, a team of heroes.
The Broomstown Rescue Team, dust swept away by a broom.
The firetruck was crushed.
The helicopter was struck down.
The ambulance fell ill.
The engineer gave up.
The police car, gone like the first.
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