How To Draw Destiny Sweeper Bot

Sweeper Bot Cosplay

Just doing the job I was givin

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I have decided to adopt him.  I have named him Sweeper Steve and he lives in Clovis Bray's Eternity facility on Europa.

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Finally got off my ass and drew a comic for the Misfit Fireteam

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Call up i've seen information technology all when it comes to Destiny merch at present..

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I bought a cheap light box photo studio and it'southward been my best buy of 2018.

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I DIDNT KNOW THIS WAS A Affair! I HAD TO BRING IT Home WITH ME!

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Bot who swept floor with Conduce invasion behind them says they 'were keeping an eye on information technology'

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I would watch this.

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Bots okay????

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I've turned into a sweeper bot, I murderous sweeper bot. Toto-19 the murderous sweeper bot.

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Last Call

A drawing based off of the Destiny 2 Final Phone call Teaser.

I am LITERALLY trying to contain my Excitement!!!

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Dislocated Sweeper Bot is Confused

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Rusty the Sweeper Bot could've unmarried handedly defeated the red legion during the initial invasion, but he didn't considering his he had to perform his duty: sweep up the messes the legion left backside.

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List of people who demand a hug in destiny

Drifter: only above Eris because he had to shoot his friends… on multiple occasions.

Eris: for obvious reasons.

Ikora: she puts up with everyone's shit.

Crow: *gestures broadly to season 15*

All the eliksni in house of lite

Variks: no one has replaced his FUCKING ARM

Misraaks: *gestures to his former house*

Saladin: he too watched his friends dice.

Saint-14: WILL SOMEONE Get HIM HIS FUCKING HUSBAND Dorsum

Osiris: does anyone know if he's conscious during this? Cause uh, I feel like that's something we should discover out before we find him.

Hawthorne: she'due south fine I just call back she deserves some hugs too.

The sweeper bots

Drifter'south ghost: information technology has put up with so much shit.

Our ghost: has also put upwards with and so much shit.

The nightmares on the moon: exercise you want to live in a abiding country of fearfulness? No. Didn't think and then.

The taken

The traveller: nosotros should probably bring some super glue as well and new paint. Give information technology some TLC.

Spiders associates: I don't remember they're treated bad just one of them has defiantly had something thrown at them.

Xur: he may exist living the dream of mysterious infinite vendor, but I feel like he knows plenty to scar our guardian.

Zavala: his late wife.

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Invention intervention

A/N: For the anon who requested The Grinch prompt! I loved writing this one! Cheers for sending it in! I'm deplorable information technology's not as long but I hope you like information technology! Reminder prompts are open! Merry tardily Christmas and happy late new year! I'1000 and so deplorable virtually that Blues Clues reference btw lol

Fandom: The Grinch (2018 picture show)

Characters: Grinch, Max, Bricklebaum

Warnings: Tickles. If that'southward not your affair plough dorsum

Summary: The Grinch's latest invention goes incorrect in the most hilarious style possible. When he sends Max put for help, he expects Donna but winds up with 'The Happiest Who known to man'

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The Grinch had to admit, turning his former dwelling house on Mt Crumpit into a workshop was a proficient idea. That had been Cindy's idea, seeing as he didn't need to live there anymore and he certainly didn't want to plough Donna's garage- or whatever other part of the house for that matter- into a trial and mistake workshop for his inventions.

Thus far he had created a few wonderful machines, all with the intent to help take the load off of his partner. A mini bot to help meal prep when information technology came to dinners, a mini bot to do the dishes, a toy for Buster and Bean, that educated them and taught them simple numbers and the alphabet, while Donna got work around the business firm.

Thanks to his efforts, Donna wasn't well-nigh as exhausted as she had been. It was nice, being able to nap, not having to worry about certain household duties. All the same, information technology could yet be a bit much, having to sweep, dust and mop, with the kids being every bit messy as they were- at to the lowest degree Buster and Bean were, anyway.

That'due south where this new invention would come in. A sweeper, mopper, and duster all in one, you just needed to press the right push button. What's more, is that Grinch designed it to go straight later on anything that was messy. It was probably the near helpful invention he'd made, thus far.

He'd tested information technology for two days, dumping grit on the ground, watching it go later on the mess in a pattern. He gave Max a proud pat on the caput, as he watched the bot and smiled.

"I recollect she's really gonna like this one. What do you think?"

"Bwoof!" Max gave a happy bawl and thumped his tail on the ground.

"Yeah, I'chiliad glad too, buddy. Later this one, I think I'll brand a vacuum bot. Maybe a carpet cleaner to help go tough stains up from the living room floor. It can't exist good on the back, bending over to scrub similar that-! Darn it!"

He shouldn't have been talking, walking, thinking and trying to put the bag of dust on a high shelf. It had come dorsum down and coated him in grit. The Grinch gave an an annoyed sigh, looking rather irate. He'd done it to himself, he thought and should have known better.

Before he could head to the bathroom to make clean himself up, his new bot rushed over with its feather duster, trying to practice its job. The squeegee swept over his sides and ribs, causing a surprised, sputter of laughter to erupt.

"Wh- hehey! Nohoho! Bad bohohot!" The Grinch halfway chided, chortling. He knew it was simply trying to follow its programming.

He snickered and tried to become away but the bot followed his every motion, determined to make clean up the mess. Information technology dusted every office of him that information technology saw grime and clay, not understanding that it wasn't working. In one case it hit his belly, The Grinch snorted, his laughter becoming louder, every passing 2d.

"Ohohohoh cohohome on!" He nearly whined, trying to squirm away, "thihihis ihihis ridiculous!"

The bot didn't think so and continued to endeavor to clean him. Every brush of the feathers, fabricated him bound and yelp, trying to avoid it, all while giggling madly.

"Mahahax, tuhuhurn it off!" The Grinch, commanded.

Max would accept but information technology was activated by a push button, not the levers he was used to. The dog looked at his friend and master, quizzically, tilting his head to the side.

The Grinch groaned through laughter, attempting to bring his mitt to his face just this only resulted in the squeegee going nether his arm, gaining a loftier pitched squeak.

"GEHEHET MEHEHE SOHOHOMEBODY THAHAHAT CAHAHAN!"

Max obeyed, heading out the doggy door, down the mountain. Despite existence tickled airheaded at the moment, The Grinch was relieved that i of his family members would exist hither soon. ...Although they'd probably torture him a bit, first.

Max did mean to go to Donna'southward but found Bricklebaum instead. He was outside, enjoying the common cold weather with a cup of cocoa. When he saw Max, he smiled widely and waved jovially.

"Well, hey there, Max!" He greeted, "where's Grinchy at today?"

Max responded past budgeted the human being and tugging at his sleeve with his teeth, trying to get him to come.

Bricklebaum didn't seem to understand and laughed. "No, no, I don't take time to play! I gotta relish this cocoa and go to the store!"

Max whined and ran dorsum towards the trail, and so back to Bricklebaum, tugging at his sleeve again. It clicked suddenly and Bricklebaum rose to anxiety.

"Ya demand me to follow you?"

Max barked happily and ran back up the trail. Bricklebaum chuckled and did what Max needed him to practice. He just hoped his best friend was alright.

As soon every bit they reached the door, Bricklebaum announced his presence and knocked. "Grinchy, I"k here!"

The Grinch's eyes widened through his frantic giggles every bit he fought harder to try and turn the thing off. Bricklebaum tickled him every run a risk he got, but every bit his family did! He wasn't just going to turn off the invention that easily.

Every motion The Grinch made, notwithstanding, caused the bot to follow, at present working double time to get the mess clean.

"C-cohohome in!" The Grinch managed to go out, his laughter shooting upwards a expert two octaves.

"Hey, what'south and so funny, you lot know I love a good- oh!" Upon entering, he saw what had his friend in stitches. Ane of his inventions was tickling the dickens out of him.

"Did you make a tickle machine? That's pretty absurd!"

"NOHOHO! Ihihit's for cleheheheaning! Cohohould you plow ihihit off, plehehehease?!"

Bricklebaum chuckled, listening to Grinch'due south laughter. It e'er warmed his center to hear his friend laughing. He was incredibly glad that The Grinch had plant a family unit with Donna.

"Of form, I could! Lemme but- uh-oh! I ain't seeing an off button, Grinchy!"

Of class, Bricklebaum would take done this! Why did The Grinch expect him or hope he'd merely plow the button off, just like that! He always told Max, his family had besides much fun 'torturing' him!

"W-whahat?! Ahahahare yous serious?!" The Grinch cried, not fifty-fifty surprised at this point, "it'south rihihihight there!"

Bricklebaum grinned and pretended to await effectually the bot, fruitlessly searching for the push. "Nope. Not seeing it!"

"SEHEHEHERIOUSLY?!" The nerve of this Who! He was worse than the strange homo who couldn't find the clues, on that show Buster and Bean watched!

"Aye, seriously! You sure you put an off button on this matter?"

"Y'all're looking rihihight ahahat it!"

The Grinch gave some other yelp as the duster moved to get his neck. He shrugged his shoulders upwards in an attempt to protect himself. This thing was going to murder him before he could even get it to Donna!

"I'thousand merely not seeing it, Grinchy!"

Despite laughing his caput off, The Grinch managed a roll of his eyes. This homo was gonna get hit with a snowball later! Every bit much as he struggled to get abroad from the affair, information technology followed every movement, every twitch, trying to become the grit.

One matter The Grinch could say near this one: It was persistent. Which was both good and bad, especially bad in his example. He might demand to tweak its programming a bit.

"Bricklebahahahaum, plehehease!" The Grinch pleaded, one last fourth dimension, "turn ihihit ohohoff!"

With one last fond chuckle, Bricklebaum pushed the button and the bot powered off at concluding. The Grinch took in some much needed air, glaring at the Who before him.

"Well, ya said the magic word!"

The Grinch huffed, crossing his arms. "That was highly rude and unnecessary! I almost died, ya know!"

"Aw, Grinchy, you know-"

"-Yeah, yeah, I know, I know! You like seeing me smile!"

"Well, you also know what I say! Every Who looks better with a grinning, including you, Mr. Grinch!"

The Grinch huffed another laugh. He still couldn't believe he wound up friends with somebody who he once considered his 'mortal enemy.' Once he got used to Bricklebaum's cheerfulness, the homo wasn't so bad.

"And so, what'due south this thing do? Bated from tickle people to death?" Bricklebaum asked, nudging his friend playfully.

"Information technology sweeps, dusts, and mops," The Grinch explained, "I'g trying to help Donna as much as I can. She's not as tired but she notwithstanding needs an extra helping paw. Figured she'd appreciate it."

Bricklebaum grinned. "Oh, she'south gonna love it! So, lemme guess, it's designed to go subsequently the mess and you got some dirt on ya, sooooo...."

"Yes," The Grinch blushed, "you'd exist right. Really, I wanted to come by afterwards and ask you, could you delight teach me how to bake your famous pumpkin pie? Donna loves it and I want to surprise her."

Bricklebaum's face up lit upward like a Christmas tree. This had guy's afternoon potential!

"Ok, ok, here'southward what we're gonna practice! You lot become a shower real quick, then we're gonna become to the store! I take to pick up a few odds and ends, anyway and nosotros tin pick up pie ingredients! So we'll head back to my place and you lot'll get a pie lesson from yours truly!"

The Grinch returned the grinning with a nod. "Alright. I think that can be bundled!"

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Bricklebaum, learning his blistering secrets. He helped The Grinch broil his pumpkin pie and then gave aid getting the bot to Donna's firm.

Donna was pleasantly surprised with the bot and pie. Her partner spoiled her when it came to stuff like this. His work was truly appreciated.

"I love it, Grinchy! Though yous need to allow me get up, sometimes! I can't be a couch white potato all solar day!"

"Oh, nonsense! Raising 3 kids is a load enough! Let me continue to help y'all!"

She kissed his lips gently, and so left a kiss on his forehead. "You lot practice plenty too. I cannot cheers enough for this bot."

His cheeks glowed cherry again. "Due west-well, I, er, thank you for allowing me to live with you and giving me a second chance."

Donna laughed, handing him a mug of hot cocoa, going to the couch for some cuddle time.

"It'southward been wonderful having yous hither. I beloved you lot so much."

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I beloved you lot too. You've been too kind."

Donna kissed him on the olfactory organ, laughing again at his blush. "Call back nothing of it."

While they enjoyed their time together, The Grinch thought of more ways he could assist her with his inventions. He'd go miles to make her happy.

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Infinite Sweepers is so adept, strangely wholesome institute family unit defeating evil infinite capitalism with trash and nano bots

I cried a lot.

12/ten

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How To Draw Destiny Sweeper Bot,

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