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WHICH  DND  CLASS  SUITS  YOUR  PERSONALITY ?

Fighter

You’re a practical and determined person who goes after what you want. You’re very competitive and may be a bit of a perfectionist, always challenging yourself to do better. You’re not an especially flashy person and you don’t care about status or luxury unless it’s something you’ve earned. You’re grounded and focused on the real world, more concerned with what is than with what could be.

MUSE QUESTIONNAIRE [ repost , do not reblog ]

FULL NAME: Robert Robertson III OCCUPATION: SDN Dispatcher/Superhero AGE: 31 (2023, at the time of Dispatch) HEIGHT: 5"9 GENDER: Male SEXUALITY: Straight CURRENT LOCATION: Torrance, California USA ETHNICITY: White DOB: August 26th, 1992 PARENTS: Robert Robertson II & Elizabeth Whinne (Until Dispatch ruins my headcanon lore) CHILDREN: (ᵕ,•ᴗ•) about that... RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Clocking in overtime with @villainpowers SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English and knows how to count to thirteen in Spanish RELIGION: Robert is not a religious practitioner. But he is spiritually aware enough to have a belief, that the part he can play serves a greater purpose than just himself, in the grand scheme of things.

SCENT: Synthetic oil, blood, wood barrel bourbon, notes of leather ATHLETICS: Despite being the mess that he is, Robert is a pretty athletic person. Being a Hero sort of required it and despite everything Robert takes pride in his ability to somehow keep up a decent level of physical fitness. BODY TYPE: On the lean side due to poor diet and recovery but toned with visible muscle formations. EYES: Coffee Brown. TATTOOS: None. Just lots of scars. PIERCINGS: None. SOCIAL MEDIA: Used to run a Mecha Man twitter account. Hasn't made a post in years. SMOKING: Quit previously but occasionally shares one with a certain troublemaker. DRINKING: When emotionally compromised or hurt Robert tends to act reckless. This includes binge drinking. Alcohol is a vice he has tended to lean on over the years. HOBBIES: Being the office punching bag, Talking to his dog, staring at his corkboard of stress and trauma. (He's being forced to pick up normal hobbies tho. Unfortunately.) VIRGIN: (ಠ_ಠ)

FAVORITE COLOR: Blue FAVORITE DRINK: Mezcal FAVORITE FOOD: Twinkies and a good beef taco or burger FAVORITE MUSIC: In the Mecha Man days it was a lot of angry white boi music, these days its more on the chill moody side. Previously answered an ask with examples for verses. Here if interested. CLOTHING STYLE: Bro had literally 1 sweater and sweatpants outfit + Work clothes when we found him. What style?

I'll watch you hate, hate, until you burn to the ground!

WHATS YOUR HATE LANGUAGE?

Words of Malice

Harassment, Verbal Violence, Jeering, whatever you wanna call it, words can hurt, and you know it. Like Physical Violence, Verbal Violence is a very common hate language, but a strong one. You’re most likely to cyber bully, write hate letters, or make a phone call just to tell someone how much you hate them. When you think something, you’re not afraid to say it. Your crime of choice would be somewhere along the lines of threatening or harassment, but whatever crime you commit would probably be punished with a restraining order at most though. As a wise man once said, “fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you"

Stolen from @evilcontrol (hehe just had to ( • ̀ω•́ )🔪 )

The Tin Man felt as though something had been taken from him. So he wandered and wandered in search of it. Each day rust built up on his exterior, warping and distorting the metal until he finally found that he could not move forward any longer. Trapped within an armor of decay and broken things he became a scarecrow in a field of flowers and thorns. A reminder that there was once a time when things shined.

＊ WHAT IS YOUR AFFECTION LANGUAGE ?

consumption of a heart unloved

Here’s a dining table, here’s a set of plates. Here’s your heart, red and bursting with love. You have tried to love people all your life, but no one seems to understand you. Your own mother perhaps forgot to teach you how to protect yourself, maybe people whom you trusted chose to look the other way when all you wanted was a hand full of love. All you want is someone to take from you, all you want is someone to dig in your heart and eat it and kiss you afterwards - bloody and red. You want them to tell you that you are what they have been looking for, you want to be the one who ends their hunger.

Am I blinded by - The Faith I put in you?

Love as a Choice

You choose to love. Love does not come to you easily, but every day you wake up and choose it. It would be so easy, wouldn't it, to grow cold and callous and grim. But you rise to greet the world, making the conscious effort to find something, anything to love. When you fall for someone, you do not kid yourself of their flaws. Instead, you resolve to see them for who they are, mistakes and all and you love them all the same. Your love is work, and it does not come easy. Your love sweats and toils. It is calloused and sunburned; it bears scars and comes with stories. Your love is worn, but it is no less valuable for it. Being loved by you is like being loved by a gardener, a mother, a teacher. Your love may not always be the simplest, but it is worth the effort.

What kind of Love are you?

//While operating as Mecha Man for so long Robert got pretty comfortable in the Mech. For all intents and purposes the pilot seat was his true home, bed, and office. And what could a person use to decompress more than music when in their own space?

Over the years Robert had gotten good at navigating the Mech's internal systems and code base. It wasn't hard for him to sync up and import music over into it.

And really what better crime fighting music is there than angry white boy music? While operating as Mecha Man you can be sure in the assumption that he was in fact kicking your ass while Limp Bizkit, Papa Roach, Green Day, or Eminem to name a few, were blasting over the speakers inside the suit.

And he will absolutely do this again with the new suit, if given the chance.

Animal :  Dog Colour :   Blue, Cyan, Yellow, Orange, White Month :   August Song(s) :   See here for songs Number :  3 Day  or  Night :  Robert: Day, Mecha Man: Night Plant :  Morning Glory Smell :   Synthetic oil, blood, wood barrel bourbon, notes of leather Season :  Fall Food :  Twinkie, crunchy tacos, or burger. Astrological  sign : Virgo Element :  Earth Drink :  Mezcal

@villainpowers

Mecha Man Blue @/THE_Mecha_Man_LA Following: 5 Followers: 433,982

The Mecha Man twitter account was a new part of outreach made by Mecha Man Blue a few years into his career. From the years of 2014 to 2019 Mecha Man engaged with his followers and other concerned citizens of L.A.

Originally made for the purpose of expanding his outreach on the city to get news straight from the source as events unfold. At first he ignored it outside of news and work. But over time he slowly began to do more. He liked people that would say nice things. Then he eventually began to well... comment back. He thanked people. He reposted charity outreaches and events. He argued with haters who didn't know shit. And... occasionally... reposted a puff piece about something super cool and heroic he did. Over all, it's use endeared him into the public. Truly making him a hero for a more modern and individual focused era.

Activity started to wane approaching 2018 and by the time it was 2021 the account was pretty much on ice. Rarely someone might send a message or tag the account in something he did or they saw but he no longer even acknowledged it. He wasn't looking. He stopped. He became focused entirely on the job and fulfilling the one purpose he got lodged in his head as the only thing he was good for.

The next and last post that is visible on the account is just a repost with no comment. An article that is not at all flattering, recapping the events of his interview where he announced his hiatus and retirement.

Onto the questions we really care about hm? 👁️^👁️