—𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒!!!𝟏!!𝟏
@maverickscrapyard.bsky.social
WIP Confection of https://jamcat
MDNI, pure lewd DNI
Current main muse: Galaxy Man
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pfp sourced officially
MDNI, pure lewd DNI
Current main muse: Galaxy Man
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pfp sourced officially
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“𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧” 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝.
A multi-muse Confection of jamcat
Dark or mature themes will be ahead.
Further information will be provided in time.
Relevant threads will be provided below.
A multi-muse Confection of jamcat
Dark or mature themes will be ahead.
Further information will be provided in time.
Relevant threads will be provided below.
“Jakob... Elevator?”
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
She wasn’t that uninterested… it’s part of her program to learn about new environments.
“Well, Jakob Elevator and its connected stations are off-limits to low-ranks, and I don’t think I’m going to get that kind of access anytime soon.”
“Well, Jakob Elevator and its connected stations are off-limits to low-ranks, and I don’t think I’m going to get that kind of access anytime soon.”
He takes a look up, and shakes his head.
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
December 29, 2025 at 5:12 AM
“Jakob... Elevator?”
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
Oh dear. He's feeling dated again...
“Would you please provide me information on this 'Jakob Elevator', if you could? I may require this for my databanks.”
He takes a look up, and shakes his head.
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
“Y’know, we’ve all done training in the Jakob Elevator scenario but we’ve never actually been to the moon.
Like nobody ever thought of picking up that Lunatic Reploid?
It’s literally right there, a shuttle away…”
She points at the moon.
Like nobody ever thought of picking up that Lunatic Reploid?
It’s literally right there, a shuttle away…”
She points at the moon.
December 29, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He takes a look up, and shakes his head.
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
“Sub-optimal conditions. Even for potential space transport. It would likely require a docking at a local space-station, followed by refueling and charging, then waiting for the moon to fall into the proper position-”
Oh. Oh, my, he's still going...
...he decides this isn't worth it anymore, and chucks a BLACK HOLE BOMB between him and the witch, quickly teleporting away after it activates.
Not today, swamp-yard witch! NOT TODAY!
Not today, swamp-yard witch! NOT TODAY!
“…Do you think I care about what parts or worth a damn and which parts are worth less than dirt? I’ll take whatever parts I deem unnecessary away and replace them with something better!
You owe me after crashing here after all you damn piece of space trash!”
You owe me after crashing here after all you damn piece of space trash!”
December 29, 2025 at 2:35 AM
...he decides this isn't worth it anymore, and chucks a BLACK HOLE BOMB between him and the witch, quickly teleporting away after it activates.
Not today, swamp-yard witch! NOT TODAY!
Not today, swamp-yard witch! NOT TODAY!
“I don't know either! Last I know, I was flying through the sky to get some weather data for the next launch, and now I'm here... well, after the scrapyard.”
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
"Yeah, though I'm just in the beginnings stages of being one...not that I can't fix things!"
Which was true, for despite being relatively young in age...late teens, Subaru was surprisingly gifted when it came to technology.
"And DLN-072? I take that's your serial number Galaxy man, you -
Which was true, for despite being relatively young in age...late teens, Subaru was surprisingly gifted when it came to technology.
"And DLN-072? I take that's your serial number Galaxy man, you -
“Engineer... really?”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
December 29, 2025 at 2:34 AM
“I don't know either! Last I know, I was flying through the sky to get some weather data for the next launch, and now I'm here... well, after the scrapyard.”
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
“The terrible, terrible scrapyard...”
His hands are shaking...
“Engineer... really?”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
"Whoa now, let's think of something else as I don't have many tools on me to fix blown circuits."
Spoke the male, fully understanding the other's recoil and hesitation. As he was just offered a hand from a complete stranger..
"My name's subaru, I'm an engineer."
Spoke the male, fully understanding the other's recoil and hesitation. As he was just offered a hand from a complete stranger..
"My name's subaru, I'm an engineer."
“My circuits are frying just thinking back on it...”
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
December 28, 2025 at 4:34 PM
“Engineer... really?”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
Well... it's not unheard of. Dr. Light himself started pretty young, after all.
“I- I am DLN-072, Galaxy Man. My primary function is to assist with maintenance in space, and calculate trajectories for space travel...”
Oh, dear... none of that sounded pleasant. Not at all.
“I, uh- apologies! Tampering with me would, uh... mess up some proprietary, super expensive parts! Uh, yeah! You wouldn't want that bill, believe me- I cost way too much to trash!”
If bots could sweat-
“I, uh- apologies! Tampering with me would, uh... mess up some proprietary, super expensive parts! Uh, yeah! You wouldn't want that bill, believe me- I cost way too much to trash!”
If bots could sweat-
-Metallia didn’t seem to care too much, this swamp was weaker after all and metal beings like Arlecchino could withstand even her strongest swamps so she wasn’t super surprised.-
“Hehehe~ You know…I could always give you maintenance myself, make you into something actually worth something~
—>
“Hehehe~ You know…I could always give you maintenance myself, make you into something actually worth something~
—>
December 28, 2025 at 4:32 PM
Oh, dear... none of that sounded pleasant. Not at all.
“I, uh- apologies! Tampering with me would, uh... mess up some proprietary, super expensive parts! Uh, yeah! You wouldn't want that bill, believe me- I cost way too much to trash!”
If bots could sweat-
“I, uh- apologies! Tampering with me would, uh... mess up some proprietary, super expensive parts! Uh, yeah! You wouldn't want that bill, believe me- I cost way too much to trash!”
If bots could sweat-
“Rock... Mega Man... wait! You mean Rock is here, too!?”
That seems to get a spark of hope out of the poor space-bot.
“P- please! Take me to him! He knows Dr. Light, so he should know what to do! Hopefully...”
That seems to get a spark of hope out of the poor space-bot.
“P- please! Take me to him! He knows Dr. Light, so he should know what to do! Hopefully...”
“Light Labs?”
Figured, the DLN sounded familiar.
Zero’s hand lifted Galaxy Man’s arm upwards and over the shoulder.
He wasn’t heavy at all, at least to Zero he ain’t-
“Funny you say that.
We have a Light robot back at the base.
Rock Light
..
Also known as ‘𝖬𝖾𝗀𝖺 𝖬𝖺𝗇’
Heard of him?
He might help”
Figured, the DLN sounded familiar.
Zero’s hand lifted Galaxy Man’s arm upwards and over the shoulder.
He wasn’t heavy at all, at least to Zero he ain’t-
“Funny you say that.
We have a Light robot back at the base.
Rock Light
..
Also known as ‘𝖬𝖾𝗀𝖺 𝖬𝖺𝗇’
Heard of him?
He might help”
“!”
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
December 28, 2025 at 4:31 PM
“Rock... Mega Man... wait! You mean Rock is here, too!?”
That seems to get a spark of hope out of the poor space-bot.
“P- please! Take me to him! He knows Dr. Light, so he should know what to do! Hopefully...”
That seems to get a spark of hope out of the poor space-bot.
“P- please! Take me to him! He knows Dr. Light, so he should know what to do! Hopefully...”
“I- I'm in need of maintenance, ma'am. Apologies if this caused any inconvenience!”
He hops up out of the mud, revealing a... surprisingly intact chassis, still gleaming as the mud rolled off.
He hops up out of the mud, revealing a... surprisingly intact chassis, still gleaming as the mud rolled off.
“You woke up in MY swamp, that’s what happened, dumbass.”
-well it wasn’t HER swamp. More so one of the swamps she had created throughout the world she found herself in…-
“And I’M the swamp witch, Metallia. Now, you better have a good reason for crashing into this place…”
-well it wasn’t HER swamp. More so one of the swamps she had created throughout the world she found herself in…-
“And I’M the swamp witch, Metallia. Now, you better have a good reason for crashing into this place…”
December 28, 2025 at 4:42 AM
“I- I'm in need of maintenance, ma'am. Apologies if this caused any inconvenience!”
He hops up out of the mud, revealing a... surprisingly intact chassis, still gleaming as the mud rolled off.
He hops up out of the mud, revealing a... surprisingly intact chassis, still gleaming as the mud rolled off.
“My circuits are frying just thinking back on it...”
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
"Well....we can't have that now, machine or not this can't be good for your mental health."
Spoke the brunet, before extended at hand out for the... hopefully mistakenly discarded robot. As he couldn't see anything functionally wrong with him.
Spoke the brunet, before extended at hand out for the... hopefully mistakenly discarded robot. As he couldn't see anything functionally wrong with him.
“Nobody- woke up there- woke up surrounded by- by DEBRIS!!! My brethren's debris!”
December 28, 2025 at 4:41 AM
“My circuits are frying just thinking back on it...”
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
He recoils slightly at the offer... but takes the brunet's hand after a moment.
“Wh- who are you?”
“!”
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
“I recommend finding someone to fix you up.
I’m sure anyone would be joyous to find an opportunity to save at least A life, robotic or otherwise.”
He can’t help but wonder why he’s there? The robot didn’t seem like a bad guy, so it can’t be a maverick.
What was going on?
“I could lead you out if
I’m sure anyone would be joyous to find an opportunity to save at least A life, robotic or otherwise.”
He can’t help but wonder why he’s there? The robot didn’t seem like a bad guy, so it can’t be a maverick.
What was going on?
“I could lead you out if
“Wh- why- who-”
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
December 28, 2025 at 4:40 AM
“!”
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
The UFO-like robot nods excitedly.
“P- please! I'm from a place called Light Labs, if that helps. I- if it's still around...”
Ah. He seems aware of just how much time has passed...
“WHO ARE YOU?! WHERE AM I-”
You're in the swamp now, space-boy.
You're in the swamp now, space-boy.
“Tch! Keep yelling like that and I’ll turn you into a pile of scrap myself and rebuild you the way I WANT TO!
So shut it! You’re giving me a damn headache!”
So shut it! You’re giving me a damn headache!”
December 28, 2025 at 4:36 AM
“WHO ARE YOU?! WHERE AM I-”
You're in the swamp now, space-boy.
You're in the swamp now, space-boy.
“Wh- why- who-”
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
“..”
Zero just kneels down lightly staring down at the traumatized DLN number.
“If it makes you feel better.
I understand.
Clearly.
It sucks that that’s most of our fate, but it’s just something we have to carry on with.
Life comes for us all.
Even the better built ones.”
Zero just kneels down lightly staring down at the traumatized DLN number.
“If it makes you feel better.
I understand.
Clearly.
It sucks that that’s most of our fate, but it’s just something we have to carry on with.
Life comes for us all.
Even the better built ones.”
December 28, 2025 at 4:31 AM
“Wh- why- who-”
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
The poor thing doesn't even know where it is anymore... it woke up in an unfamiliar time and place, much like the Legendary Reploid before him.
“Wh- what do I do now... I function. I don't belong in a scrap heap yet!”
“Woke up there, woke up in a junkyard, scrapyard- SCRAP! SCRAP EVERYWHERE- MY SCRAP, THEIR SCRAP- so much scrap...”
If his eyes weren't a solid visor... he'd definitely be crying.
If his eyes weren't a solid visor... he'd definitely be crying.
“Why would you say that like you do?”
“I- I still function! I don't belong in the scrapyard!”
December 28, 2025 at 4:17 AM
“Woke up there, woke up in a junkyard, scrapyard- SCRAP! SCRAP EVERYWHERE- MY SCRAP, THEIR SCRAP- so much scrap...”
If his eyes weren't a solid visor... he'd definitely be crying.
If his eyes weren't a solid visor... he'd definitely be crying.
“Nobody- woke up there- woke up surrounded by- by DEBRIS!!! My brethren's debris!”
"Scrapyard? Who's saying that ya belong in one?"
“I- I still function! I don't belong in the scrapyard!”
December 28, 2025 at 4:16 AM
“Nobody- woke up there- woke up surrounded by- by DEBRIS!!! My brethren's debris!”
Well, the aircraft(?) was long gone, merely a multicolor glint in the horizon before disappearing outright.
...but a little piece of scrap metal falls nearby, surprisingly intact.
DLN... that might seem familiar, to the right person.
...but a little piece of scrap metal falls nearby, surprisingly intact.
DLN... that might seem familiar, to the right person.
Funnily.
The cucco doesn’t get spooked but all the Servbots nearby are now running around in a panic.
Tron looks annoyed up at the sky.
“The heck was that?”
The cucco doesn’t get spooked but all the Servbots nearby are now running around in a panic.
Tron looks annoyed up at the sky.
“The heck was that?”
As a UFO-shaped robot, it's his duty (not really, but he does it by accident) to scare the hell out of livestock by flying overhead.
...there's a little sonic boom as he passes by-...
...there's a little sonic boom as he passes by-...
December 28, 2025 at 3:26 AM
Well, the aircraft(?) was long gone, merely a multicolor glint in the horizon before disappearing outright.
...but a little piece of scrap metal falls nearby, surprisingly intact.
DLN... that might seem familiar, to the right person.
...but a little piece of scrap metal falls nearby, surprisingly intact.
DLN... that might seem familiar, to the right person.
As a UFO-shaped robot, it's his duty (not really, but he does it by accident) to scare the hell out of livestock by flying overhead.
...there's a little sonic boom as he passes by-...
...there's a little sonic boom as he passes by-...
Tron is already building a wooden box house thing for the cucco.
December 28, 2025 at 3:21 AM
As a UFO-shaped robot, it's his duty (not really, but he does it by accident) to scare the hell out of livestock by flying overhead.
...there's a little sonic boom as he passes by-...
...there's a little sonic boom as he passes by-...
jamcat
See, the question is, how immediately will I start making this guy Space Core/Spaceship Guy from the LEGO Movie.
And will that happen before, or after he inevitably goes Maverick?
See, the question is, how immediately will I start making this guy Space Core/Spaceship Guy from the LEGO Movie.
And will that happen before, or after he inevitably goes Maverick?
December 28, 2025 at 3:12 AM
jamcat
See, the question is, how immediately will I start making this guy Space Core/Spaceship Guy from the LEGO Movie.
And will that happen before, or after he inevitably goes Maverick?
See, the question is, how immediately will I start making this guy Space Core/Spaceship Guy from the LEGO Movie.
And will that happen before, or after he inevitably goes Maverick?
You know, when Galaxy Man flies overhead, he literally just looks like a UFO.
Your muse just saw that dash away into the horizon.
Your muse just saw that dash away into the horizon.
December 28, 2025 at 3:06 AM
You know, when Galaxy Man flies overhead, he literally just looks like a UFO.
Your muse just saw that dash away into the horizon.
Your muse just saw that dash away into the horizon.
“I- I still function! I don't belong in the scrapyard!”
December 28, 2025 at 2:41 AM
“I- I still function! I don't belong in the scrapyard!”
“Where am I? This isn't the space station...”
“Th- there's so much... 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬...”
His hands shake, carefully hovering over a discarded Robot Master's hand, only to retract his own out of shock and disgust.
“...𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬. My 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬..? Wh- where... WHERE AM I?!!”
“Th- there's so much... 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬...”
His hands shake, carefully hovering over a discarded Robot Master's hand, only to retract his own out of shock and disgust.
“...𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬. My 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬..? Wh- where... WHERE AM I?!!”
December 28, 2025 at 2:38 AM
“Where am I? This isn't the space station...”
“Th- there's so much... 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬...”
His hands shake, carefully hovering over a discarded Robot Master's hand, only to retract his own out of shock and disgust.
“...𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬. My 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬..? Wh- where... WHERE AM I?!!”
“Th- there's so much... 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬...”
His hands shake, carefully hovering over a discarded Robot Master's hand, only to retract his own out of shock and disgust.
“...𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬. My 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬..? Wh- where... WHERE AM I?!!”
...strange parts...
Almost alien. Almost.
But he thinks... he recognizes them enough. Alas, his job is done... so to the junkyard he shall go...
Almost alien. Almost.
But he thinks... he recognizes them enough. Alas, his job is done... so to the junkyard he shall go...
December 28, 2025 at 2:25 AM
...strange parts...
Almost alien. Almost.
But he thinks... he recognizes them enough. Alas, his job is done... so to the junkyard he shall go...
Almost alien. Almost.
But he thinks... he recognizes them enough. Alas, his job is done... so to the junkyard he shall go...
Reposted by —𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒!!!𝟏!!𝟏
"It is time to go to heaven, my child..."
December 25, 2025 at 5:51 PM
"It is time to go to heaven, my child..."
jamcat
Look. I don't even have a Switch 2, but knowing what vehicles there are and which returned, I can say with certainty that Dust Man would be riding in a Bulk Star.
You cannot convince me otherwise.
Look. I don't even have a Switch 2, but knowing what vehicles there are and which returned, I can say with certainty that Dust Man would be riding in a Bulk Star.
You cannot convince me otherwise.
December 25, 2025 at 5:29 PM
jamcat
Look. I don't even have a Switch 2, but knowing what vehicles there are and which returned, I can say with certainty that Dust Man would be riding in a Bulk Star.
You cannot convince me otherwise.
Look. I don't even have a Switch 2, but knowing what vehicles there are and which returned, I can say with certainty that Dust Man would be riding in a Bulk Star.
You cannot convince me otherwise.
His Holiday gift for everyone...
Is staying away.
He's got scrap to eat.
Is staying away.
He's got scrap to eat.
December 25, 2025 at 5:04 PM
His Holiday gift for everyone...
Is staying away.
He's got scrap to eat.
Is staying away.
He's got scrap to eat.