A robot fanfic team run by some guy in Scotland who gives his robots "personality" and "character" instead of having actual friends. Can be relied on to have a dominant run during the season before completely bottling it in the knockout stages (with the exception of CBC, randomly). Has an uncanny knack for designing bots for tournaments just after the signups have closed. Said robots are inevitably the most beautifully rendered weaponless wedges or generic flippers that you ever did see.
Some of his more notable bots include Pink AMP, Scottish Underall, No Joy If It Were A Girl, Totally Not Tank, Son of Whyachi, and Actual-Ruination-3-Champion-Fuck-You.