Watches the robots rolling and trotting about from on top of the base.


jathis:

remarkablerussian:

"Vell, I do not think you vill understand…" He replied with a half hearted laugh. "But… I love you in vay vhere I vould not be able to live down using you like you are qvuick partner. Eet ees like… If you vere human, I vould enjoy idea of feeding you things for first time until you are full or even sleeping vith you in bed, vhere ve are just sleeping. Eet ees simple things I vould love to do vith you that vould bring me most pleasure. But… You are not like me in this vay, I do not think you can ever feel vhat I feel for you."

Alfonsbot seemed to smile at this, nodding his head as he threw his arms around the Spy once more, nuzzling against his neck in pure delight. “I have feelings for you too, Stanislav! You are my friend! I wish to make you happy!”

Stanislav choked a bit at suddenly feeling metal arms wrap around his skinny form, and his cheeks even reddened some as the little robot nuzzled into his neck. “Alfons, it is sometimes more than this.” He admitted softly.

theotherubersheep:

"Piss off Stanislav. Go bother Amadour or smoke a carton of cigarettes or something."

A loud gasp and a high pitched moan. “Oh no, not my dress shirt, ees just slipping off my shoulders!”

He looked at E and quickly covered his shoulders. “Ah! E! Stop undressing me vith eyes! Vhy vould you harass me more?!”

unless-its-a-farm:

remarkablerussian:

unless-its-a-farm:

remarkablerussian:

unless-its-a-farm:

She ignores the use of his favorite nickname for her. “I’m not thatold…! I’m pretty sure you’re older than I am!”

"Vhat? I am young stud in twenties! can’t you tell?"

Serious face. “No.”

"Oh really?" Shakes rump in front of her face.

Backs away, covering her face and making a disgusted face. “Eughh. Do you want me to vomit on you?”

"Vhat vas that? You vant strip show? Oh ellie-phant you are so horny!" He gasps aloud, slowly sliding his suit jacket off his shoulders with a loud moan. "Oh no, my suit!"

unless-its-a-farm:

remarkablerussian:

unless-its-a-farm:

She ignores the use of his favorite nickname for her. “I’m not thatold…! I’m pretty sure you’re older than I am!”

"Vhat? I am young stud in twenties! can’t you tell?"

Serious face. “No.”

"Oh really?" Shakes rump in front of her face.

Groans loudly.


"I miss vhen there here more idiots to harass. Richard ees not even here anymore, and he vas my favorite." Grumbles. "All fucking snipers here are cheery idiots."

unless-its-a-farm:

remarkablerussian:

unless-its-a-farm:

remarkablerussian:

Ah, Ellie is like a 90 year old in a 40 year olds body. So lively is she.

"What does that even mean?"

"I’m surprised you’re not calling me young vhipper snapper and then tell me to get off of front lawn. Isn’t that that old people do, Ellie-phant?"

She ignores the use of his favorite nickname for her. “I’m not thatold…! I’m pretty sure you’re older than I am!”

"Vhat? I am young stud in twenties! can’t you tell?"

Watches the robots rolling and trotting about from on top of the base.


jathis:

remarkablerussian:

jathis:

remarkablerussian:

jathis:

"…I didn’t let him," he whispered meekly. "He had a gun… There was nothing I could do."

He followed Stanislav’s angrily pointing finger, cheeping softly in sadness as he looked back at him. “I’m sorry it happened…”

The other’s features softened some at hearing that soft cheep come from the little medical bot. A gun pointed at him, one that could have ended his small life. He wasn’t like the rest of the mercenaries, he couldn’t simply come out of respawn, and Gray Mann wasn’t going to go out of his way to fix up a little robot that had runaway. The Russian quietly walked over, pocketing his cigarette case before moving his hands around the robot waist.  

"Don’t… Do not apologize to me." He forced out after a moment, a small sigh escaping him. "You have nothing to apologize for… But if you here forced to do… that… Vhy are you offering favor to me?"

"You said you needed sexual gratification," Alfonsbot told him with a shrug of his shoulders. "I know that it is wrong to take it…but you want it so I am offering it to you…"

"But Alfons, don’t you think that ees leetle bit silly?" He chuckled softly, pulling back to take one of the robot’s metallic hands in his own gloved ones. "I do so hate to say eet so bluntly… But you vould not be able to feel anything I do. I do not vant to use you to get off to, you mean more to me than that."

"I do?" he asked in surprise, perking up a bit at this. "Why is this?" he asked.

"Vell, I do not think you vill understand…" He replied with a half hearted laugh. "But… I love you in vay vhere I vould not be able to live down using you like you are qvuick partner. Eet ees like… If you vere human, I vould enjoy idea of feeding you things for first time until you are full or even sleeping vith you in bed, vhere ve are just sleeping. Eet ees simple things I vould love to do vith you that vould bring me most pleasure. But… You are not like me in this vay, I do not think you can ever feel vhat I feel for you."

Watches the robots rolling and trotting about from on top of the base.


jathis:

remarkablerussian:

jathis:

"…I didn’t let him," he whispered meekly. "He had a gun… There was nothing I could do."

He followed Stanislav’s angrily pointing finger, cheeping softly in sadness as he looked back at him. “I’m sorry it happened…”

The other’s features softened some at hearing that soft cheep come from the little medical bot. A gun pointed at him, one that could have ended his small life. He wasn’t like the rest of the mercenaries, he couldn’t simply come out of respawn, and Gray Mann wasn’t going to go out of his way to fix up a little robot that had runaway. The Russian quietly walked over, pocketing his cigarette case before moving his hands around the robot waist.  

"Don’t… Do not apologize to me." He forced out after a moment, a small sigh escaping him. "You have nothing to apologize for… But if you here forced to do… that… Vhy are you offering favor to me?"

"You said you needed sexual gratification," Alfonsbot told him with a shrug of his shoulders. "I know that it is wrong to take it…but you want it so I am offering it to you…"

"But Alfons, don’t you think that ees leetle bit silly?" He chuckled softly, pulling back to take one of the robot’s metallic hands in his own gloved ones. "I do so hate to say eet so bluntly… But you vould not be able to feel anything I do. I do not vant to use you to get off to, you mean more to me than that."

the-gentlemen-tentaspy:

remarkablerussian:

the-gentlemen-tentaspy:

"I wonder if I should feel bad for my comment to Amadour yesterday."

"Nyet. Much like rest of him, his ego ees very big."

"Well perhaps he could use a little more negative attention." She snorted. "I’d make it Mon personal business to knock ze man down when I can."

"Bah, he ees too easy. All you have to do ees make comment about dick, call him fat, or put something in his hair. Maybe some nice, hot, gooey marshmallow cream, da?"

unless-its-a-farm:

remarkablerussian:

Ah, Ellie is like a 90 year old in a 40 year olds body. So lively is she.

"What does that even mean?"

"I’m surprised you’re not calling me young vhipper snapper and then tell me to get off of front lawn. Isn’t that that old people do, Ellie-phant?"

Watches the robots rolling and trotting about from on top of the base.


jathis:

"…I didn’t let him," he whispered meekly. "He had a gun… There was nothing I could do."

He followed Stanislav’s angrily pointing finger, cheeping softly in sadness as he looked back at him. “I’m sorry it happened…”

The other’s features softened some at hearing that soft cheep come from the little medical bot. A gun pointed at him, one that could have ended his small life. He wasn’t like the rest of the mercenaries, he couldn’t simply come out of respawn, and Gray Mann wasn’t going to go out of his way to fix up a little robot that had runaway. The Russian quietly walked over, pocketing his cigarette case before moving his hands around the robot waist.  

"Don’t… Do not apologize to me." He forced out after a moment, a small sigh escaping him. "You have nothing to apologize for… But if you here forced to do… that… Vhy are you offering favor to me?"

(Source: remarkablerussian)

Ah, Ellie is like a 90 year old in a 40 year olds body. So lively is she.

the-gentlemen-tentaspy:

"I wonder if I should feel bad for my comment to Amadour yesterday."

"Nyet. Much like rest of him, his ego ees very big."

Watches the robots rolling and trotting about from on top of the base.


jathis:

 

Stanislav nearly broke his own neck with how quickly he turned to look at the robot. What- What did he just say…!?

"Excuse me?" He forced out after a moment, eyes fixed on the little robot in absolute shock. "Who?"

Alfonsbot chirped nervously, rolling back a little in worry at the look on the Spy’s face. “It happened a few months ago…” he mumbled. “I haven’t seen the man since…” he confessed weakly.

"You shouldn’t let people do that to you like you are nothing, Alfons." He chastised the other, angrily pulling out his cigarette case in order to calm himself down. "Don’t you know vhat he did to you? Aren’t you livid about that? Do not offer yourself to mess that you can be used in such a insulting vay. You are not a sexual object, you are more than that, you are not like them." He finished, angrily shooting a finger down at the robots below. 

"Oh no, Earth Day is almost over."


Burns down another tree.