chocolattiara:

This is a virtual hug, spread it to those who need it most!

THIS IS THE CUTEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN

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fluffyglowgalaxy:

wow drawing without a sketch is impossible

fluffyglowgalaxy:

wow drawing without a sketch is impossible

crashadventure:

Continued from here

“‘They’? Strange to be referred by a plural pronoun but I suppose it’s accurate. I’ve been a ‘man’ for decades, so ‘he’ is fine too. Although… hmm, that’s not quite truthful and deception isn’t good.”

Elecman sure is a tough nut to crack. He expected nothing less.

Crash…

Elecman was quiet for a moment.  ”… Fine.  I’ll believe you.  Soul keeps insisting.  But if you decide to make a move or do ANYTHING to her—”  ”Hun, I’m sure he gets it.  Now, lets have some chocolate, shall we?  I wouldn’t mind.”  Soul interrupted.  She left Elec and got a bowl from the kitchen.  

'Something doesn't seem right.  He seems as if he's telling the truth.  Is he…?'  Elecman thought, watching Soul walk away.

soul-the-glitch asked:

Hey, Crash. Remember when I told you what I remembered from the LAST time we met? Before you changed [when you still had 'attitude'? when you had mood swings 'n all]? What do /you/ remember? What do you recall

crashadventure:

soul-the-glitch:

crashadventure:

 

artisticcrashman:

image

Lady Soul, I’m afraid we still have a misunderstanding.

The person you are talking to right now is not the same Crashman as you know. Our world is prone to illogical dimension splitting.

image

You see… I’m a woman. By theory.

I’m not talking about a mental state. Father stole a mix of parts. Guess what ended up in the mix? A female frame, overhauled to the point where no one will ever know. Until one does a through diagnostic exam.

I’m fine with any ‘gender’. To a robot it doesn’t matter much.

I do care about the fact that it was kept a secret for so long.

My own father lied to me: the person I’ll throw my life away to protect.

image

It’s quite a life changing experience. Put me in a long existential crisis.

Who am I? What am I? Why? Those things.

On the plus side, I’ve compartmentalized my behaviour into two. All that crazy mood swings and attitude are locked away in the original ‘Male’ side. Who you’re talking to now is the ‘Female’ side. Perhaps the more boring side?

That’s the best way I can describe it.

… If it’s not too difficult, please let me meet your world’s Wily bots. I want to meet myself, above all. Under your supervision of course.

If you oblige, our adventures will be recorded in a separate subblog.

The easy path or the scenic route?

Time for a mental dice roll.

Even= teleport

Odd= walk

Rolled a 6.

"Hmm, let’s teleport there. I can’t wait to see their reaction."

"Alright.  But I’m not too sure how Elecman’s gonna react.  Sending you co-ordinates."  She said.  We got there, right inside the house.  It was a 2-story house with high ceilings and tiled floors.  "Hi darling!" Soul heard a sweet, familiar voice call.  She looked and Elecman was just sitting on the couch.  "Hey honey~!  You’re home early!" She said as she walked to him.  He stood up and they hugged [blahblahblah, i know].  He kissed her.  "So how was woooork~?" Soul asked.  "It was better than the average day."  he looked over at the door and grimaced a bit.  "And why’s he here?” Elec asked.  Soul turned to Crash without pulling away from Elecman’s grasp, and turned back to him.  He was a bit bothered by the Wily Bot’s apperance, knowing that [my] Crashman had laughed at them for being in love, and he was insulted.  Slightly, but he was.

So, on bad terms. Got to be careful….

Crash bowed at Elecman to show his sincerity. He hoped his choice or words and action will show the Lightbot the major difference.

"Sir Elecman, congratulations on finding your true love. I won’t laugh and I wish you for the best. It is not mockery either."

That might not be enough. Can’t be too sure with a difficult person like Elec.

"…Perhaps if it’s convenient, I’ll lay out three possibilities of my identity to you. One, a Crashman from another dimension. Two, a near-replica of Crashman. Or three, a cosplayer. I’m open to other options, it’s all your choice. This is the proof of my goodwill. Even if it’s wrong, I’ll accept it as a fact until we have a better rapport."

Crash gave a look to Soul that says ‘probably for the best’. Trying to explain from the get go might be too mindboggling. It all depends on Elecman now.

Elec looked at his wife with a stern look.  ”Soul, what’s going on?  What’re you setting up?”  She placed her hands on his chest.  ”N-nothing hon!  He-er-she-uh-they’re actually being serious.”  He gives her a look.

image*nohismouthisnotopen*

"I’m serious!  Elec, just let him explain more thoroughly!  I mean, is Crashman really this polite? No.  Is Crashman obsessive over chocolate like a woman? Nope!  Well, they are!”  Soul explained, accidentally raising her voice a bit.  Elecman still wasn’t too sure.  He held her closer.  Just incase this was our Crashman and they had a Wily ambush planned, Elec didn’t want anyone taking her.  

"Mmhm.  We’ll see about that."  

Elecman was skeptical.

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    Elecman was quiet for a moment.  ”… Fine.  I’ll believe you.  Soul keeps insisting.  But if you decide to make a move or do ANYTHING to her—”  ”Hun, I’m sure he gets it.  Now, lets have some chocolate, shall we?  I wouldn’t mind.”  Soul interrupted.  She left Elec and got a bowl from the kitchen.  

'Something doesn't seem right.  He seems as if he's telling the truth.  Is he…?'  Elecman thought, watching Soul walk away.


I'm Aqua Man, but you can call me "handsome guy"!
I'm Aqua Man, but you can call me "handsome guy"!

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artisticcrashman:

And it’s done!

Hahahaha! I had a lot of fun making this picture. Even if it’s longer than expected (3 days as opposed to 2)

Miles Edgeworth and Elecman had so much in common, I don’t even know where to start.

Hopefully someone with more pro skillz will pick up the trend.

Uploaded both widescreen and smallscreen version.

elecmun and soul-the-glitch

Enjoy.

Full size Deviantart Link.

Full size Deviantart Link again.

Stash link for small size.

:3

Imagine watching/reading/playing whatever your favorite character is in and it gets to a really sad part and you start crying, but your favorite character comes over and comforts you

favorite-character-fics:

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Me reading Megamix Vol. 3 with Copy.  T-T

rebornica:

hellscafe:

my favorite one pffft

It reminds me of Rebornica’s FNAF version come to life XD

an accurate video of my FNAF verse

cordatemoon:

mizufae:

hello if you are confused or uncomfortable today please gaze at these kittens

This helps

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soul-the-glitch asked:

Hey, Crash. Remember when I told you what I remembered from the LAST time we met? Before you changed [when you still had 'attitude'? when you had mood swings 'n all]? What do /you/ remember? What do you recall

crashadventure:

 

artisticcrashman:

image

Lady Soul, I’m afraid we still have a misunderstanding.

The person you are talking to right now is not the same Crashman as you know. Our world is prone to illogical dimension splitting.

image

You see… I’m a woman. By theory.

I’m not talking about a mental state. Father stole a mix of parts. Guess what ended up in the mix? A female frame, overhauled to the point where no one will ever know. Until one does a through diagnostic exam.

I’m fine with any ‘gender’. To a robot it doesn’t matter much.

I do care about the fact that it was kept a secret for so long.

My own father lied to me: the person I’ll throw my life away to protect.

image

It’s quite a life changing experience. Put me in a long existential crisis.

Who am I? What am I? Why? Those things.

On the plus side, I’ve compartmentalized my behaviour into two. All that crazy mood swings and attitude are locked away in the original ‘Male’ side. Who you’re talking to now is the ‘Female’ side. Perhaps the more boring side?

That’s the best way I can describe it.

… If it’s not too difficult, please let me meet your world’s Wily bots. I want to meet myself, above all. Under your supervision of course.

If you oblige, our adventures will be recorded in a separate subblog.

The easy path or the scenic route?

Time for a mental dice roll.

Even= teleport

Odd= walk

Rolled a 6.

"Hmm, let’s teleport there. I can’t wait to see their reaction."

"Alright.  But I’m not too sure how Elecman’s gonna react.  Sending you co-ordinates."  She said.  We got there, right inside the house.  It was a 2-story house with high ceilings and tiled floors.  "Hi darling!" Soul heard a sweet, familiar voice call.  She looked and Elecman was just sitting on the couch.  "Hey honey~!  You’re home early!" She said as she walked to him.  He stood up and they hugged [blahblahblah, i know].  He kissed her.  "So how was woooork~?" Soul asked.  "It was better than the average day."  he looked over at the door and grimaced a bit.  "And why’s he here?” Elec asked.  Soul turned to Crash without pulling away from Elecman’s grasp, and turned back to him.  He was a bit bothered by the Wily Bot’s apperance, knowing that [my] Crashman had laughed at them for being in love, and he was insulted.  Slightly, but he was.

So, on bad terms. Got to be careful….

Crash bowed at Elecman to show his sincerity. He hoped his choice or words and action will show the Lightbot the major difference.

"Sir Elecman, congratulations on finding your true love. I won’t laugh and I wish you for the best. It is not mockery either."

That might not be enough. Can’t be too sure with a difficult person like Elec.

"…Perhaps if it’s convenient, I’ll lay out three possibilities of my identity to you. One, a Crashman from another dimension. Two, a near-replica of Crashman. Or three, a cosplayer. I’m open to other options, it’s all your choice. This is the proof of my goodwill. Even if it’s wrong, I’ll accept it as a fact until we have a better rapport."

Crash gave a look to Soul that says ‘probably for the best’. Trying to explain from the get go might be too mindboggling. It all depends on Elecman now.

Elec looked at his wife with a stern look.  ”Soul, what’s going on?  What’re you setting up?”  She placed her hands on his chest.  ”N-nothing hon!  He-er-she-uh-they’re actually being serious.”  He gives her a look.

*nohismouthisnotopen*

"I’m serious!  Elec, just let him explain more thoroughly!  I mean, is Crashman really this polite? No.  Is Crashman obsessive over chocolate like a woman? Nope!  Well, they are!”  Soul explained, accidentally raising her voice a bit.  Elecman still wasn’t too sure.  He held her closer.  Just incase this was our Crashman and they had a Wily ambush planned, Elec didn’t want anyone taking her.  

"Mmhm.  We’ll see about that."  

Elecman was skeptical.

rinsfw:

no magic tricks on irk

rinsfw:

no magic tricks on irk

soul-the-glitch asked:

Hey, Crash. Remember when I told you what I remembered from the LAST time we met? Before you changed [when you still had 'attitude'? when you had mood swings 'n all]? What do /you/ remember? What do you recall

 

artisticcrashman:

image

Lady Soul, I’m afraid we still have a misunderstanding.

The person you are talking to right now is not the same Crashman as you know. Our world is prone to illogical dimension splitting.

image

You see… I’m a woman. By theory.

I’m not talking about a mental state. Father stole a mix of parts. Guess what ended up in the mix? A female frame, overhauled to the point where no one will ever know. Until one does a through diagnostic exam.

I’m fine with any ‘gender’. To a robot it doesn’t matter much.

I do care about the fact that it was kept a secret for so long.

My own father lied to me: the person I’ll throw my life away to protect.

image

It’s quite a life changing experience. Put me in a long existential crisis.

Who am I? What am I? Why? Those things.

On the plus side, I’ve compartmentalized my behaviour into two. All that crazy mood swings and attitude are locked away in the original ‘Male’ side. Who you’re talking to now is the ‘Female’ side. Perhaps the more boring side?

That’s the best way I can describe it.

… If it’s not too difficult, please let me meet your world’s Wily bots. I want to meet myself, above all. Under your supervision of course.

If you oblige, our adventures will be recorded in a separate subblog.

Crash’s expression turned into a beaming smile when he heard about Elecman.

"Elecman! Yes, I’m absolutely fine with that. I had a good standing with him back in my home. I hope we can be friends here too."

"Oh and I no longer get angry about hand jokes. My new issue revolves around chocolate. Please, please don’t call it dog food."

"Father being an ass? I suppose. Everyone in the world calls him a chronic liar. Yet, we still followed him to the ends of the earth. Programming chains us together more than anyone will like to admit.”

"One moment please."

Crash runs back to his room and packs a whole bunch of stuff:

  • Fixed a pair of white store bought hands to replace the drills. Removable.
  • 10 E Cans. Five in the back missile hatch and five more in a bag.
  • Wallet stuffed into the left missile hatch.
  • A mysterious black box into the right missile hatch
  • A slingbag with a gem hunting kit
  • A bag of bittersweet chocolate chips. 1kg.

 

"Alright! I’m ready to go!"

He takes out one can from the bag and hands it over to Soul.

"For you. I have another one for your husband. As thanks for not judging me."

A cheeky thought sprung up in Crash’s mind. This would be the first time he had a formal introduction to himself.

"I don’t mind if you explain my condition to your Crash’man’. Just to see how he reacts."

Soul takes the E-Tank, smiling.  ”Wow!  O-okay!  Well, I think we should head back to my place?  How do I…?”

"Oh!  Right!  We should just go out here, and turn left.  You’ll see a door with a red gem on it."  Crash said.

"Alright!  Let’s be on our way!" Soul says.

As they walk through the door,  Soul asks him “Are you ready to meet ElecMa—  Ooooohh.  Right.”  Her eyes widened.  They were in Light Labs.  ”I forgot to mention, we’re gonna show up here instead of my home.  But we can teleport, or walk; which ever you feel more comfortable with.  Home isn’t too far from here.”

The easy path or the scenic route?

Time for a mental dice roll.

Even= teleport

Odd= walk

Rolled a 6.

"Hmm, let’s teleport there. I can’t wait to see their reaction."

"Alright.  But I’m not too sure how Elecman’s gonna react.  Sending you co-ordinates."  She said.  We got there, right inside the house.  It was a 2-story house with high ceilings and tiled floors.  "Hi darling!" Soul heard a sweet, familiar voice call.  She looked and Elecman was just sitting on the couch.  "Hey honey~!  You’re home early!" She said as she walked to him.  He stood up and they hugged [blahblahblah, i know].  He kissed her.  "So how was woooork~?" Soul asked.  "It was better than the average day."  he looked over at the door and grimaced a bit.  "And why’s he here?” Elec asked.  Soul turned to Crash without pulling away from Elecman’s grasp, and turned back to him.  He was a bit bothered by the Wily Bot’s apperance, knowing that [my] Crashman had laughed at them for being in love, and he was insulted.  Slightly, but he was.

kung-fu-cutman:

I can’t stop making these.

kung-fu-cutman:

I can’t stop making these.

roboticdreams:

list of things that are important

  • human/robot relationships