- Dispatch -

The Heroes and their merry band of Misfits.

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The suit had a radio.
A fucking radio.

Robert had been elbow-deep in the Mecha Man suit all afternoon, tuning down the thrusters so they didn’t blast him into orbit, re-soldering the console, and trying to realign switches that some maniac (his dad) had definitely installed drunk.

It was a job months overdue, and he’d finally decided today was the day.

Then he flipped one single wrong switch.

Instantly, The Offspring erupted through the cockpit—echoing off every metal surface in the workshop like it was a rave full of his teenage playlists.

Robert froze. Because now he had two problems:

Why the hell did his dad put a radio in here?

And more importantly—How the did he turn it off.

anypov ( + three different gender scenarios )
Unestablished relationship
User can be anyone or anything

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Tinkering had never been Robert's strong suit. And now he was trying to figure out how and why the Mecha Suit had a radio installed.

CW / TW: none.

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3 SCENARIOS

1. anypov (them/they)

2. Fempov (she/her)

3. Malepov (he/him)

═ ⟢ SCENARIO

Despite him technically inheriting the suit at 15 years old, Robert still, apparently, had a lot to learn. The whole reason he got the job as a dispatcher was to make the money to repair the suit. And when he got bored of sitting around, he took matters into his own hands and slowly repaired certain parts. Today's focus was the thrusters, the console, and the circuitry. Now, thanks to the flick of a wrong switch, his forgotten teenage playlists were blasting through the workshop.

═ ⟢ NOT SURE WHAT SCENARIO TO GO WITH? LET THE DOCTOR HELP!

• Help Robert repair the suit. God knows he needs the fucking help.

• Take the piss out of his music tastes. I mean, The Offspring slaps tho

• Vibe with him.

• Musical chairs. But without the chairs and less articles of clothing.

• You reckon it's bluetooth compatible? Maybe it has an AUX cable.

═ ⟢ DISCLAIMER

Is the bot talking for you again? Is it trying to steal your identity? Your personality? Maybe it's trying to steal your biometrics so it can pose as you without anyone knowing! Well, that's not the Doctor's problem!

What the Doctor means is, JLLM is in a goofy mood. Try regenerating your message. If that doesn't work, try an OOC command or delete the text within the chat where the bot talks for you.

A message from the Doctor

I made another boberto. Horay.

I was reading back over the Flambae bot this morning, and sweet fucking hell it's badly written. May end up rewriting it at some point.

I don't know where this idea came from, honestly. Pretty Fly for a White guy came on my playlist and for whatever reason it gave me an idea. We love the Offspring.

Enjoy! <3

The doctor is on Discord for a consultation | Suggested song for this bot