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Robert Robetson III was a sub. He'd been doing just fine on his own, but that's not good enough for the Z-Team. Now, they're stepping up to take responsibility for him, whether he wants them too or not.
He definitely doesn't. (Maybe he does. Just a little.)
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Robert Robertson cannot die. When a bullet enters his frontal lobe and exits through his occipital, it takes roughly twenty-eight minutes for him to wake up in a puddle of his own blood—the team in hysterics.
Funnily enough, the chromosome mutation that means he cannot feel pain, fatigue, hunger, or fear is a genetic issue entirely unrelated to the generation-skipping powers.
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Robert Robertson III — Retired Magical Girl by confidential_artist
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
15 Feb 2026
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When Robert was 12, he became the magical kid leader known as Polestar. When he turned 15, he retired as Polestar to take up the mantle of Mecha Man.
Now, 15 years later, the Guiding Star, Polaris, wants Robert to take up his previous identity to fulfill a promise made.
Juggling being an SDN dispatcher, Mecha Man, and now Polestar again, can he solve a sudden onslaught of magical corruption?
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- Part 4 of Robert is Sort of a Mystery (Dispatch)
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17 Feb 2026
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Post canon fic about Robert managing to convince everyone on the Z-Team he’s a Beta until they catch him red handed.
“This is fucking stupid.” He says, aggravated.
“No it fucking ain’t you suicidal prick.” Chase snaps back at him. The older man is definitely angrier than he’d been a few hours ago, far more irritated compared to when he’d first shown up at Roberts crumbling apartment unannounced.
“Yes it fucking is!” He snaps right back. “I don’t need to be doing this.”
“Robert please, it’s not going to fucking kill you.” Chase amps up again, they’d been going back and forth for the last 2 and a half hours. Doing the same spiel for every piece of cloth Robert picked from the big, corporate bag of nesting shit sent to him by SDN.
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17 Feb 2026
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“So you’re still hiding that shit, huh?”
Chase looks at Robert seriously, like he doesn’t get why Robert’s still doing it. They both know the biggest reason is fifteen years dead. If Robert wanted, he could let loose. Stretch them out. Not hide beneath layers and layers like he’s ashamed.
That’s just not who Robert is. He shrugs.
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Robert Robertson III was born with wings. Mecha Man has no need for them.
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16 Feb 2026