Holy shit it's Tits Tuesday

You're kidding me right.

Work vacation?? Kinda. Still haven't seen anything weird.

[ Large ears rotated, perched atop a building. Sniffling yawn, he's on the look out. Nothing gets past this freak. Clicking his teeth together to send out invisible soundwaves for more information feedback. ]

Next i expect the microwave in our office to transform and murder us.

Just for you.

[ He's leaning into those head scratches with closed hues; he's one content bat monster. ]

If I give it away it won't stick Roberto.

Trust.

The next big thing.

Fine, I will.

[ light grumbles, ears pinning back]

[ Tail wiggling behind him the mosnter let out a trilling purr. ]

I might.

I have a great idea.

Robbie
Roberto
Boberto.

[ Big ol' rumbles came from the hybrid ]

Unluckily the branch hasnt burned down yet.

[ Toothy grin ]

Hanging around.

[ Megabat detached himself from the wall ; hunching low and thunking his head into the others chest. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!! ]

!!!!!

[ Wrapping up for the day, thank FUCK. He's running out of cigarettes, the tragedy of it all. Trying to navigate a new city to get cigarettes... Another challenge.. SIGH. ]

Striving to be the local cryptid because nobody else is fit for the infamy that comes with its expectations. Not a destiny kinda guy but this one time? Absolutely.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘠 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝑩𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝑳𝙐𝘾𝙆☘︎, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒫𝘈𝘓.ᐟ
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Think if I go out there again today i'd turn into a radioactive bat man?

Dispatch fanart, Robert Robertson pulls Sonar close by his tie to light a ciggie off Sonar's, catching Sonar by surprise

have a light?

#dispatch #dispatchfanart #mechabat

Fuck yeah.

[ White hues glancing around before hues squinted towards the direction of a distant shape. Distorted by the heat. ]

Dude theres others out here. We should take a look.

You may be right, but I can still complain.

[ The hybrid said with a sigh as he took a long drag. Those ears like large satellite dishes for sound.]

Beats sewer jobs. Sent that notice over by the way.

Ughhh this fucking sucks man.

[ Smoke breaks thank fuck. The weather here was too warm for his liking. Cigarette hanging from toothy maw, ears lightly flopping to the side. A little out of town mission turned into something more intensive for his liking. ]

Surprised you're not making any broken fax machine noises.

Yep. I said what I said .

Listen, Veritate said 'he' instead of referring to it otherwise. Usually that means sentience.

And considering they got attacked by a sentient bot who could turn into a tape. I'm pretty sure it is.

Real shit; laughed my ass off about it for a solid two minutes.

But yeah. Its real.

Apparently its a sentient car name Karr.

You look severely disappointed.