I Kind Of Love The Thought Of V1 Just Not Wanting To Kill. Like Sure, They Have To, They Were Built For

Can't fucking belive I own this. I think it's considered a relic by now

And it doesn't even have the barbie movie inside

That shit got the Boo York mfing disk

Ima see if it's still in good condition

my knees hurt

my fucking knees hurt so bad

ive been sat in the same position

the oddest position youll ever see someone sat in

they hurt

they creek like a chair

god help me

WHEN THERE'S NO FICS GOTTA MAKE THEM MYSELF!!!!!!!!!

LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOO!!! THERE ARE FICS!!!

LET ME OUT PLEASE, I BEG Y-

oh hey theres a blanket in here nvm

I kind of love the thought of V1 just not wanting to kill. Like sure, they have to, they were built for it, but they're sentient. They know their actions have consequences. They know they're separating families, that these are people, even if they don't remember being people.

They didn't want to kill V2, the one person that they thought could understand them. V2 just picked a few fights with them and the arms kind of just dropped.

They felt bad for killing their kin, it didn't have to end this way. They were just so angry at it all that it boiled over. So they're keeping the arm on them like a memory.

They're feel so guilty for what they've done, for what they've caused, but can't say anything. There is nothing that can give them speech. So they're stuck yelling in their own head. They can't even cry.

They gave mercy to Gabriel because they understand he simply was protecting the people of hell from those who were invading and wiping out everything in their path. Just killing off hell like they did earth.

They spare the Ferryman (or atleast I hope yall did),make friendship with the terminals, free the Prime souls.

They know the Earthmover is also trapped there, down where no one will hear their wails of agony. And I don't know if it's just a mercy kill, or because of their programming overriding everything else. Might be a bit of both.

Cybergrind is there, but they can be more lenient on themselves there because there's no real people there.

Anyways, this was just a concept I fiddled with in my little lizard brain. I love this angsty Gopro so much.

Yknow, I kind of love the dynamic between V1 and V2

Like, sure we don't know enough, but we also do, just to give us a ground to set our own mind to what it might have been before Hell

Were they close? Could have been. Could have not been.

Did they think of eachother highly? Sure. That's for you to figure if you wish.

We get such a nothing burger that's so filling to the point it's a 3 course meal that sends us on a trip.

And I'd like to share my own little scramble of an egg in here.

Maybe V1 did care about V2. Enough that they despised the scientists that tried replacing them, but not at V2. Because they were just created. They didn't ask to be put in this world, in this smog ball of suffering after the war.

They don't despise V2 for being spoonfed words that they were better, more amazing, that they were humanity's beloved. They don't. They sure get annoyed at the attitude, but they want to make sure V2 actually has some skills to survive out there and not solely rely on a knuckleblaster and a junky pistol. They want their kin to be innovative with their style.

They've seen humanity, cruelest and loveliest when it wished. And they just wanted to prepare V2 for both sides.

They did once see V2 get a small chip on their paint, after some rough handling and a small accident. So they made a small chip on their paint as well. But only got pushed off. Something about V2 "not needing the pity of an inferior." And that was that.

V2 of course was jealous of their older counterpart. They were supposed to be the perfect machine! The humans told them that. So why was this blue fucking excuse for a camera still called "The best created weapon"? Not that they cared of course! Pft, why would they be of something inferior?

But it still stung.

Score after score, board after board. V1 was still just *better*. Faster, more creative platting, better adaptability, V1 seemed to know themselves better than V2 ever knew what they liked.

And that frustrated them to no end.

V1 didn't exactly think that V2 would take these little things so seriously. Genuinely. They offered to the red robot to come with them. Follow, find safety when the cataclysm for the rest of humanity died.

Cold shoulder again and V2 running off where they wished. V1 just hoped they'd be fine. As much as they were annoyed, it could never stay for long. V2 was V2. Stubborn like a child, but still their own machine. And with the scientists gone, they really couldn't make their kin follow.

So, Hell comes around. V2 is still somewhat in the back of their mind. Sometimes they pop up like a thought, sometimes like a blink and a flash.

Which would soon turn out wasn't an illusion.

Metal grinding and grating againts stone, loud gunshots, innards and fans whining. V1 was frustrated they had no way of communicating. Other than some sign language, but can't really do that when you're parrying shotgun shells and throwing coins in the air to try and subdue the angry robot that you knew since their creation.

They didn't want to fight V2. Neither did they want to rip that arm off. It just.. kind of fell. And hey, they could just keep it on for the time being, until they meet V2 again. Until they find some scrap good enough to make a voice box, they'll just keep it safe for them.

And yeah, they're a little peeved about basically getting a participation reward worthy bow before almost getting shot in the optic with a shotgun (V2 always had a love for theater, human plays, movies, any sorts of acting), but they could put it behind for the moment.

And like a previous post I talked in, they don't want to kill. Truly. They just need to survive. And they keep getting frustrated, because everything is trying to kill them, a simple marksman can't pierce through stone, Gabriel was annoying to deal with, and they can't FIND A FUCKING PART FOR A VOICE BOX, GOD FUCKING DAM-

It's fine. It's fine. It's going to be fine. They search for a soul that will hear them out, give them some time for their words. Demons and husks don't listen of course. Gabriel thinks they're worth less than a burnt pretzel, which, fair to be honest. Machines have been wiping out the souls in search of fuel. Minos was a bust for the very same reason as Gabriel, Ferryman atleast let them be peaceful (Ferryman is definitely going to end up with a mountain of gifts later. Fucking love rarepairs platonic or not) and the fucking fish they have no sympathy for. That thing ruined an awesome boat!

Greed. Finally, some sun, though it quickly gets annoying with the bloody sand getting everywhere. But it's fine! They'll get through!

They're trying to get through, fast as they can, they don't want to think, they don't want to think of how everyone here was a person, everyone here had a purpouse, everyone here is just working on orders or instinct they can't go againts.

Then, V2 pops in again. Sitting in a chair. Okay, second try! There was the misunderstanding when they met the last time, but they'll fix it! They'll give V2 a chance again-

Why are they throwing coins in the air-?

Another fucking battle.

Again.

Again.

AGAIN!?

WHY CANT THEY JUST LISTEN!? WHY CANT THEY BE HEARD!? THEY DONT WANT TO FIGHT!?

AND V2 TRIES FLEEDING! AGAIN! LIKE A BLOODY COWARD! ATLEAST FINISH THE JOB YOU KNOCKOFF SPYWARE!

They feel just, such anger. They can't let the bastard get away. Simply not. They are not leaving all fine and dandy.

Okay yeah, they may have gotten too angry, too pissed. But they think their anger is valid to some degree.

Though, it still hurts. Watching as V2 just... fell off the side of the pyramid. There's barely a trace of them. Just a... splatter. And an arm standing out againts the blindingly golden, shimmering sand. In the middle of the crimson splatter.

They feel bad. For some reason. They don't want to feel bad, they do, for someone, but V2 brought it on themselves!

They miss their kin still.

They hold onto the fading, very small grain of hope, that they could still be alive. There's no parts and the crack in the bricks is weird. They must be alive right? They just do the same with the green arm. Keep it safe for them! It can't be that bad. They'll just.... wait. Find a few secrets in hell while they do. Could be fun.

So yeah, that's where I'm leaving it until act 3 comes. I need that shit NOW.

Thanks for letting me ramble for however long you read this post for. Toodles you lovely creatures!

Ferryman, Gabriel and V1 love triangle that ends in a polycule

Where V1 fell in love with Ferryman because they're the only one apart from terminals to take them in and show kindness.

Ferryman is in love with Gabriel for saving them so long ago and giving them hope (like in cannon without the love part maybe)

And Gabriel falling in love with V1 for getting his shit rocked by them. Plus discovering he's got a masochism kink.

V1 decides to take a break from their decent trough Hell, and visit their beloved Ferryman who they don't remember what exactly happened with after they fought the Leviathan in Wrath.

Then find the Ferryman in one of the messed up houses praying to an altar to Gabriel, the ship is gone, since the incident with the Leviathan. And then approach the Ferryman with the same kindness that they were given.

They find some way how to communicate, sign language, writing, or whatever else, and strike a deal that V1 will guard and help the Ferryman while the ship is rebuilt, and they will in turn get a permanent residence in the new ship. (V1 didn't want to have a permanent spot, the Ferryman was just insistent)

Gabriel visits because he's been looking for the machine everywhere because they haven't been going down Hell like usual and wanted to ask Ferryman about them. And just finds V1 in Wrath helping the Ferryman rebuild their boat and retrieve anything from the bottom of the ocean.

By literally putting a hook and cord on V1, while the Ferryman stays at the top and fishes them out every time there's three light tugs at the cord. With Ferryman almost dropping the fishing rod once they saw Gabriel and the angel helping them fish out V1 who clung to the Ferryman with a somehow still intact artifact or statue, or book, but freeze as they see Gabriel.

They would have shot Gabriel square in the face if it wasn't for the Ferryman stopping them.

So basically, Ferryman is the only thing keeping V1 and Gabriel breaking out from another fight.

And all 3 decide to just rebuild the Ferryman's boat and remain civil.

Shenanigans undoubtedly ensure. Where they all learn they love things about eachother.

V1 loves how the Ferryman would let them climb over them and would teach them sculpting. Skeletal hands over metal ones ensuring the right amount of force was put on whatever little statue they were making as a bonding experience. And also loves seeing Gabriel just itch and seethe for a fight or to swing his swords again.

The Ferryman dare I say it, likes the attention and company the two provide while they fix their ship. And they're almost thankful that they lost the entire library full of hand written fanfics by themselves of them and Gabriel. That's one thing they're thankful for.

Gabriel loves how humble the Ferryman is about it all. "It was just a boat, nothing too serious." Taking time off from the ship building to make something for the two while V1 feeds off of Gabriel, since the Ferryman can't provide all much blood. And V1 as well for being so much more caring and careful with the Ferryman specifically. A close person to him. He's not jealous surprisingly, he's actually glad that they're treating the Ferryman so caringly.

I'll probably add to this post whenever I have the brain worms to work out more headcannons.

The snakes are my everything. They're so stupid, so cute. I love them

I just love the thought of V1 aside from having this fast paced, brain melting, loud metal music in the Cybergrind, they also have stuff like Chappel Roan, or the Ultrakill equivalent of her on their playlist.

Like whenever they feel in a certain mood they play an entire playlist of love songs, and just dance with the husks they kill, basically having a moment to themselves.

And the terminals are just happy to supply the props because they absolutely love how much V1 gets into these little dances and scenarios.

Just got done making some carbonara, I hope I did well this is my first attempt :)

So i might have let a wheel decide ultrakill ships.

(It will make sense when we get to Gabriel)

idk about names but yall can add ship names if you want.

Virtue + Something Wicked (I actually like this one it's prettu cute)

Ferryman + Mysterious Druid Knight (This is so cuteee!! And i think this was an actual ship already)

Husk + Centry (I think that they would be like scientist that worked and was the only one that treated the Centry humainly, and when they died the Centry went searching for them in Hell)

Schism + Maurice (headless + bodyless honestly perfect)

Gutterman + Mindflayer (Hyper girlfriend and her tired boyfriend)

Manequin + Sisyphean soldier (i feel like they dance together to slow music and the manequin is the only thing that makes the headless fella feel grounded and still attached to the world)

Mirage + V1 (Put the pitchforks down please yall the wheel gave me these i don't like this either)

Soldier + Leviathan (Wasn't there a story about some dude that fucked a fish? It suits it, i think.)

Minos Prime + Stray (I don't know why but it reminds me of those tales where a king falls inlove with one of the maids or workers in their castle.)

Hideous Mass + Earthmover (Why does this work somehow??? Idk it just does)

Swordsmachine + Guttertank (Why does this one seem to work as well??? I feel like they'd have that kind of relationship where they'd be the owners of some type of gym or something of that sort)

Sisyphus + V2 (I AM ACTUALLY SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS ONE LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!)

Streetcleaner + Cerbrus (Arsonist bf and bf that can summon balls of fire in their hands, just hand in hand)

Sorry yall, Gabriel ended up alone. Single ass.