SUBJECT: SPARK MANDRILL
POSITION: HEAVY ARTILLERY, 17TH ELITE UNIT
HEIGHT: 305 CM (10 FT)
WEIGHT: 294 KG (648 LBS)
SPECIAL WEAPON: ELECTRIC SPARK
STATUS: KIA
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He'd never been one for making his own decisions...
Mandrill wasn't a smart Reploid, he was willing to admit as such. He wasn't a leader, he was a follower.....
A perfect follower, in many ways. He was Strong, Determined, Loyal...
And not Smart Enough to actively scheme against his masters....
When Sigma had given him an order, he followed it...It was simple...
When he was ordered to follow him into a battle against his former friends and allies, he followed without question...
After all, if Sigma said they were a problem then clearly he was right.
Why would Sigma lie to him?
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He actually took going to hell better than one would expect.
He was a little shocked, sure, but he was designed to adapt to different and sometimes dangerous scenarios...
And this seemed like just another one of those...
A difficult and dangerous scenario...
One in which Mandrill had no direction...
That...that was an issue...
He was leaderless for the first time in a long while...
Which was the reason he'd just been sitting there not doing anything for an hour...
What was he supposed to do now?
He looked up at the billboard that had been there since he fell down...
"VoxTech-Trust us with your Security!"
Below, there was more text
"Have no skills or experience? WHO CARES! We'll find you something! Come to the Vee Tower for more"
...Maybe that deserved exploration...
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Vox was awoken by the sound of his face ringing...
He groaned, looking over at the clock.
Oh it was 2 in the afternoon....
He'd slept in...
Whatever, he didn't need to DO anything right now...
He groggily answered the call, seeing it was Vel again...
What the hell did she want now?
"Vel this better be important....."
"Vox you slept in till 2 PM again"
The annoyance in her voice was easily noticeable...
"Why do you feel the need to call me when I'm in the middle of my beauty sleep..."
"Vox there's a goddamn monkey at the door asking for you...YOU specifically..."
Vox sat up
"The fuck did you just say?"
"I SAID THERE'S A GODDAMN MONKEY ASKING FOR YOU SPECIFICALLY SO GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND ANSWER THE FUCKING DOOR"
Vox rubbed his eyes. "Why don't you just answer it?"
Velvette went silent for a second, before she spoke up again.
"I TRIED...He WOULDN'T come in unless you specifically came down...."
Vox frowned.
First the shit with Valentino...Then Alastor coming back...Then Pentious being a COMPLETE FAILURE......
And now this....
"Fuck...my...Life"
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Vox was half expecting Vel to be joking when she said there was a monkey at the door...
Nope. That was a monkey...
A Mandrill, more specifically....
Not that Vox actually would have known that if it wasn't for the tampograph reading "S. MANDRILL" on his neck...
"So....why are you here?"
Velvette was standing in the corner looking rather annoyed with everything that was going on...
"I am seeking a strong leader to give me guidance...I can provide you with anything you may ask of me..."
Velvette giggled a little at that...
Vox looked over at her...she was so immature...
"Uhhh....what kind of services are you providing?"
Velvette giggled again...
He knew why....didn't make it any less annoying...
"Protection....I have served the best of the best Reploids in existence and I can provide protection from any kind of threat..."
Vox didn't know what the hell a Reploid was but....
"Well....that seems like something we could use around here..."
Vel shot Vox a look.
She had a slight idea what he was talking about...
Vox didn't show it, but he was at least a little worried about the exorcists coming...
In only six months at that...
She wasn't going to lie, that worried her a little too...
But beyond that worry she was getting...ideas...
"So, when can you start working for me?" Vox told him
"Oh I wasn't speaking to you"
Vox's face fell. "Wait what?"
"Having spent enough time in the area of you two I can sense she's the stronger one..."
Velvette realized...the Monkey was talking about her...
The Mandrill walked over and...bowed to her...
"At your service, Madam..."
Velvette looked at Vox and grinned.
Vox looked at her like he wanted to die again...
Was there not a single ounce of respect for him left in this fucking world?
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The Rehabilitation of a Reploid
CasualeA crossover series between Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss and the Mega Man X Franchise, shorts in a similar manner to the oneshot series but focused on a specific character in each story. No idea how long this will go on for btw
