LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOO!!! THERE ARE FICS!!!

Just got done making some carbonara, I hope I did well this is my first attempt :)

I love when i see the trope of "son leaving home and finding himself a team that he's now in charge of" and "dad who was also previously a leader visiting his son to see how hes doing" and then the dad sees just how much his son has grown, and no longer needs him to take care of the situation and how he starts feeling like he isnt needed anymore but his son shows him he still is an important role in his life.

Really love those tropes, especially the part where the dad is realizing his son is being an amazing leader and doesn't need him anymore to hold his hand and feels a weird sense of longing to continue helping his son and just can't fathom the fact that his son isn't a little boy anymore.

I kind of love the thought of V1 just not wanting to kill. Like sure, they have to, they were built for it, but they're sentient. They know their actions have consequences. They know they're separating families, that these are people, even if they don't remember being people.

They didn't want to kill V2, the one person that they thought could understand them. V2 just picked a few fights with them and the arms kind of just dropped.

They felt bad for killing their kin, it didn't have to end this way. They were just so angry at it all that it boiled over. So they're keeping the arm on them like a memory.

They're feel so guilty for what they've done, for what they've caused, but can't say anything. There is nothing that can give them speech. So they're stuck yelling in their own head. They can't even cry.

They gave mercy to Gabriel because they understand he simply was protecting the people of hell from those who were invading and wiping out everything in their path. Just killing off hell like they did earth.

They spare the Ferryman (or atleast I hope yall did),make friendship with the terminals, free the Prime souls.

They know the Earthmover is also trapped there, down where no one will hear their wails of agony. And I don't know if it's just a mercy kill, or because of their programming overriding everything else. Might be a bit of both.

Cybergrind is there, but they can be more lenient on themselves there because there's no real people there.

Anyways, this was just a concept I fiddled with in my little lizard brain. I love this angsty Gopro so much.

Do you ever just stretch and then pop a bone you didn't even know you had?

One of my favorite things about being a multishipper is that I have the free will to think, draw, and write about V1 being absolutely raw dog BRED by one partner.

Then being cuddled and kissed by another one of their partners.

And THEN be able to write/draw the most guttural heart aching angst that will bring me to tears, with a third.

Getting scratches from v1 kitty. V1 kitty destroying all the leather furniture. V1 kitty chasing after birb Gabriel. V1 kitty getting stuck in a tree.

I love that little thing. My beloved.

v1 headscratches. v1 chin scratches. v1 belly rubs. v1 big stretch. v1 biscuits. v1 kitty.

Is it something like this??? If there was potential in this poly??

New ship alert

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Yknow, I kind of love the dynamic between V1 and V2

Like, sure we don't know enough, but we also do, just to give us a ground to set our own mind to what it might have been before Hell

Were they close? Could have been. Could have not been.

Did they think of eachother highly? Sure. That's for you to figure if you wish.

We get such a nothing burger that's so filling to the point it's a 3 course meal that sends us on a trip.

And I'd like to share my own little scramble of an egg in here.

Maybe V1 did care about V2. Enough that they despised the scientists that tried replacing them, but not at V2. Because they were just created. They didn't ask to be put in this world, in this smog ball of suffering after the war.

They don't despise V2 for being spoonfed words that they were better, more amazing, that they were humanity's beloved. They don't. They sure get annoyed at the attitude, but they want to make sure V2 actually has some skills to survive out there and not solely rely on a knuckleblaster and a junky pistol. They want their kin to be innovative with their style.

They've seen humanity, cruelest and loveliest when it wished. And they just wanted to prepare V2 for both sides.

They did once see V2 get a small chip on their paint, after some rough handling and a small accident. So they made a small chip on their paint as well. But only got pushed off. Something about V2 "not needing the pity of an inferior." And that was that.

V2 of course was jealous of their older counterpart. They were supposed to be the perfect machine! The humans told them that. So why was this blue fucking excuse for a camera still called "The best created weapon"? Not that they cared of course! Pft, why would they be of something inferior?

But it still stung.

Score after score, board after board. V1 was still just *better*. Faster, more creative platting, better adaptability, V1 seemed to know themselves better than V2 ever knew what they liked.

And that frustrated them to no end.

V1 didn't exactly think that V2 would take these little things so seriously. Genuinely. They offered to the red robot to come with them. Follow, find safety when the cataclysm for the rest of humanity died.

Cold shoulder again and V2 running off where they wished. V1 just hoped they'd be fine. As much as they were annoyed, it could never stay for long. V2 was V2. Stubborn like a child, but still their own machine. And with the scientists gone, they really couldn't make their kin follow.

So, Hell comes around. V2 is still somewhat in the back of their mind. Sometimes they pop up like a thought, sometimes like a blink and a flash.

Which would soon turn out wasn't an illusion.

Metal grinding and grating againts stone, loud gunshots, innards and fans whining. V1 was frustrated they had no way of communicating. Other than some sign language, but can't really do that when you're parrying shotgun shells and throwing coins in the air to try and subdue the angry robot that you knew since their creation.

They didn't want to fight V2. Neither did they want to rip that arm off. It just.. kind of fell. And hey, they could just keep it on for the time being, until they meet V2 again. Until they find some scrap good enough to make a voice box, they'll just keep it safe for them.

And yeah, they're a little peeved about basically getting a participation reward worthy bow before almost getting shot in the optic with a shotgun (V2 always had a love for theater, human plays, movies, any sorts of acting), but they could put it behind for the moment.

And like a previous post I talked in, they don't want to kill. Truly. They just need to survive. And they keep getting frustrated, because everything is trying to kill them, a simple marksman can't pierce through stone, Gabriel was annoying to deal with, and they can't FIND A FUCKING PART FOR A VOICE BOX, GOD FUCKING DAM-

It's fine. It's fine. It's going to be fine. They search for a soul that will hear them out, give them some time for their words. Demons and husks don't listen of course. Gabriel thinks they're worth less than a burnt pretzel, which, fair to be honest. Machines have been wiping out the souls in search of fuel. Minos was a bust for the very same reason as Gabriel, Ferryman atleast let them be peaceful (Ferryman is definitely going to end up with a mountain of gifts later. Fucking love rarepairs platonic or not) and the fucking fish they have no sympathy for. That thing ruined an awesome boat!

Greed. Finally, some sun, though it quickly gets annoying with the bloody sand getting everywhere. But it's fine! They'll get through!

They're trying to get through, fast as they can, they don't want to think, they don't want to think of how everyone here was a person, everyone here had a purpouse, everyone here is just working on orders or instinct they can't go againts.

Then, V2 pops in again. Sitting in a chair. Okay, second try! There was the misunderstanding when they met the last time, but they'll fix it! They'll give V2 a chance again-

Why are they throwing coins in the air-?

Another fucking battle.

Again.

Again.

AGAIN!?

WHY CANT THEY JUST LISTEN!? WHY CANT THEY BE HEARD!? THEY DONT WANT TO FIGHT!?

AND V2 TRIES FLEEDING! AGAIN! LIKE A BLOODY COWARD! ATLEAST FINISH THE JOB YOU KNOCKOFF SPYWARE!

They feel just, such anger. They can't let the bastard get away. Simply not. They are not leaving all fine and dandy.

Okay yeah, they may have gotten too angry, too pissed. But they think their anger is valid to some degree.

Though, it still hurts. Watching as V2 just... fell off the side of the pyramid. There's barely a trace of them. Just a... splatter. And an arm standing out againts the blindingly golden, shimmering sand. In the middle of the crimson splatter.

They feel bad. For some reason. They don't want to feel bad, they do, for someone, but V2 brought it on themselves!

They miss their kin still.

They hold onto the fading, very small grain of hope, that they could still be alive. There's no parts and the crack in the bricks is weird. They must be alive right? They just do the same with the green arm. Keep it safe for them! It can't be that bad. They'll just.... wait. Find a few secrets in hell while they do. Could be fun.

So yeah, that's where I'm leaving it until act 3 comes. I need that shit NOW.

Thanks for letting me ramble for however long you read this post for. Toodles you lovely creatures!

Minos x V1 is so cute tho, like it's pretty awesome honestly

They're like an Old money calm guy × ranked player nerdy partner

Can't use a phone to save their life x Chronically online with the most botched slang

The snakes immediatly loving V1 because of how warm they can get and just clinging to them

Minos trying to teach them how to rearrange flowers in one of the gardens in some hidden part of lust that nobody but himself knew of

V1 trying to look what might be in the void of darkness that's Minos's face

Both bonding over how the two have neither a mouth or a true face

V1 needing a dictionary and a half just to understand what Minos is saying bc the mf is so old he literally speaks in what sounds like riddles

Minos always having the best lines and words to make them flustered

THERE'S SO MUCH POTENTIAL HERE

AND I AM SO PISSY RIGHT NOW THAT THERES SO LITTLE CONTENT OF THEM

where is the v1 x sisyphus art where

i am alone

this barren dessert

these golden wastelands

there is no machine

and there is no warrior

where are the lovers

WHERE

Really fucken need to be on somebody's lap, just hugging them, in the most comfortable position so my bones don't ache like I've experienced the birth of the universe, and just have my head scratched

And not even in a sexual way

Like I just want to be held

Squeeze me like how dogs squeeze their chew toys

Just take me apart and put me back together, I was already hanging just by the strands of glue left from ducktape and chewed gum

Make me feel like I'm something that's supposed to exist