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lets go gambling! AW, dangit! AW, dangit! AW, dang-- by Faisalliot
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
04 Jan 2026
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Post the Red Ring's night of terror and his subsequent, extended recovery, Robert finds out that he has 'mysteriously' established enough rapport with his Z-team to integrate "positive reinforcement tactics" without getting ruthlessly mocked when they start acting up. He figures out a reward system they'll actually be interested in; gambling-adjacent with guaranteed wins of information. That this takes the form of a stupid spinning wheel they can only spin by performing prosocial actions, with strict spinning limits, is hilariously unimportant.
Never in Robert's wildest dreams would he have imagined this would evolve into the modem through which the team all fuck their way up into becoming good people and actual friends, but really, he should've seen it coming. EVERYTHING about this job and this team had blown his expectations to the fucking stratosphere.
Now if only they could keep Robert out of it, he wouldn't be so spooked. He's having enough trouble ducking under their radar as it is.
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OR: the series of unfortunate events through which Robert, despite best efforts, accidentally cons himself into being known and loved by his friends--um, ever-reliable team and coworkers.
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28 Jan 2026
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One of the main characters - the only surviving witness to a murder - has just woken from a coma. Not only is she entirely cognizant, but the first thing that the subtitles say she asks for is a lawyer.
“What are you fucking giggling about?”
The other person that’s been paying attention is Flambae. He’s right next to Robert on the couch, his arm slung over the top behind his head. One foot is propped up on the other knee, also pointing towards Robert, which has him caged in the corner by the arm rest. It’s probably some fucked-up power move. Robert has been ignoring it just to spite him.
“It’s just not how comas work,” Robert shrugs.
“Right, and you know because you’re a fucking doctor,” Flambae quips back.
“I know because I was in one, asshole.”
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During a quiet night in, Robert realizes that his coma and injuries aren't common knowledge among Z-Team.
Most of them take the information in stride with jokes aplenty.
Flambae does not.
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28 Jan 2026
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"Just one hint," Malevola pleaded. Prism leaned against her chair, eyeing Robert expectantly.
Robert stared at them briefly, deliberating over his response. He settled on honesty. They wouldn't believe him, and they wouldn't be able to link it to his identity as Mecha Man anyway.
"Sure. I can't die."
Prism sighed in frustration. "Oh come on! Don't be like that."
_______________________________________Robert Robertson III was eight when he realized he had a super power. It was also the first time he died.
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16 Jan 2026
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What if Trackstar couldn't get to Robert in time? What if Robbie's obsession with the family legacy reached an all time low..
Additionally if Robert had been the one to bust all of the z-team.
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09 Jan 2026