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posted 10 minutes ago + 11 notes — via doc-the-medic
Inventor’s Lament

doc-the-medic:

"Let’s get to work," Doc said, standing up. Given the dove’s crushed body and inability to power itself, the two had to work quickly.

"Alright. Ah, could you hand me zhat over zhere?" He pointed towards a screwdriver, wondering about how he could get the dove to run off of sunlight like he did, some sort of small solar panel to replace its backing…

#docthemedic #jawohl


posted 17 minutes ago + 11 notes — via doc-the-medic
Inventor’s Lament

doc-the-medic:

ametalmerc:

doc-the-medic:

"He can’t recharge," he replied, "and he was crushed." Doc refused to lift his head. "I found him like this," he added.

"Whoever hurt him vill pay… But not right now. Ve need to fix him, stat. I zhink maybe I could help." He sighed. "To be honest zhis exact same zhing happened to me a long vhile back."

Doc suddenly remembered that mecha-medes and Tesla came from the same place. “You can fix him?” He asked, now looking up at the machine. The area around his eyes were red. He now had some amount of hope.

Tesla patted Doc’s back. “Ja; he shouldn’t be too difficult. I haff made ozher machine-animals before, alzhough zhe gator did not take vell to me. Let’s see vhat I can do.”

#docthemedic


posted 23 minutes ago + 11 notes — via doc-the-medic
Inventor’s Lament

doc-the-medic:

"He can’t recharge," he replied, "and he was crushed." Doc refused to lift his head. "I found him like this," he added.

"Whoever hurt him vill pay… But not right now. Ve need to fix him, stat. I zhink maybe I could help." He sighed. "To be honest zhis exact same zhing happened to me a long vhile back."

#docthemedic


posted 26 minutes ago + 4 notes — via the-demoman

the-demoman:

ametalmerc:

the-demoman:

ametalmerc started following you

"How about ya stand nice and still, you walking piggybank?" The Demoman knew as well as anyone else that robots were full of money, and he’d be damned if he let this one get away. Grabbing his grenade launcher, he swung his feet off the counter and pushed himself off his chair. "I promise you, it’ll be quick."

"….I zhink zhe proper vord in zhis situation would be ‘wheeled piggybank.’ Und I’m sorry to disappoint, but…" He entered a code with the dial that was one of his coat buttons and his chest popped open, revealing a somewhat empty safe in his torso, which really only contained an artificial heart, still beating. "I don’t run off of green anymore, anyvay. I’m solar at zhis point."

"I don’t particularly care if ye walk or ya roll." Seeing what was inside the robot did disappoint him somewhat. Blowing those bastards up had been a right easy way of padding his paycheck out a little .Frowning in disappointment, he swung his grenade launcher up onto his own shoulder. "Don’t tell me alla ye stopped carrying around yer piggy banks in yer chest."

"Vhat? No, GREYbots didn’t. I did, zhough. Decided to go on somezhing more efficient zhan money. Und somezhing zhat vouldn’t choke somevon to deazh because of fumes. Zhe engineer who converted me took zhe money for himself anyvay, und zhat vas a long vhile ago." 

#thedemoman #i misread the thing as 'rock or roll' and then i started laughing really hard


posted 41 minutes ago + 11 notes — via doc-the-medic
Inventor’s Lament

doc-the-medic:

"I can’t fix him," he replied with a sigh. His face was still buried in his hands. He couldn’t bear to look at the robot medic that had entered the lab because he didn’t want anyone to see him like this. The metal dove twitched, making a rather unpleasant sound of metal screeching together for a split second.

Tesla approached Doc’s desk to see the poor mechanical bird painfully twitching and making noise, in such a state of distress.

"Do you know vhat happened to him? Are his batteries running low, or…?" He looked at the mechanical bird. "Vhat ist wrong, kleine?"

#docthemedic


posted 1 hour ago + 11 notes — via doc-the-medic
Inventor’s Lament

doc-the-medic:

Doc sat quietly in his lab. On his desk lied mecha-medes, broken and losing power quickly. Doc didn’t create the small robotic dove, and couldn’t speak with its creator. He couldn’t repair the dove or rebuild one because of the great complexity of its design. Doc buried his face in his hands and began mumbling, “I’m sorry,” over and over again. The room became gravely silent.

After the whole cat incident, he decided to visit his friend Doc again, although he wasn’t typically as cheery as he seemed to be, and wasn’t out and about. Perhaps he was busy in his lab. Upon approaching, something most certainly did not sound right.

"Ach…. Doc, is zhere somezhing wrong?"

#oops i had to #docthemedic


posted 2 hours ago
Anonymous → I think I remember seeing you in real life at cousin Lenny's 6th wedding reception. You were that feller across the room when Hoss got piss drunk and shit himself. That's about when everyone started the hoe down. Weren't ya?

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#Vhat zhe hell. #anon #ask #ic #lauGHS #Anonymous


posted 2 hours ago + 124,473 notes — via artifexrebellis, © dddderrnsuree

theangstofbeingafangirl:

taco-marco:

staff:

starting today all blogs without the following image will be deleted within 24 hours

i’m not even afraid of deletion. i just want this image on my blog

GUS!

#ah yes a chance to use this image of which i have no clue where it came fro #*from


posted 2 hours ago
Anonymous → How was your experience as a cat?

#ic #anon #ask #yeah p much #Anonymous


posted 4 hours ago

garry’s mod in sandbox mode is such a weird fucking game because you can like

or

#ooc #like #think about that for a minute