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[[As of today I’m moving Cale over to my main RP blog. It’ll just be easier for me to keep track of him like that for now =w= and honestly there’s no reason not for him to be hanging out over there with his brother anyway. I’m keeping the blog up and may return to it for big plot arcs and the like in the future, but for right now it’ll be inactive.]]

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Height-related {Sentence Starters}

“Need me to help you reach that? 

“Now, who said that?”

“Get down here and say that to my face!”

“Have you ever considered taking up basketball? You could just drop it in the net!”

“Life’s too short. I’m not!”

“Did you shrink since I last saw you?”

“Lean over so I can reach. More. More.”

“I’m down here!”

“Are you standing on the counter to feel tall?”

“I’m not short, I’m fun-sized!”

“Do I need to get you a box to stand on?”

“You wouldn’t happen to be part giant, would you?”

“Who are you calling a shrimp?!”

“If you were an I-Pod… you’d be a Nano.”

“Ha ha! I’m taller than you now!”

“You could probably still pass as a kid.”

“How’d you grow so much?!“ 

“Should I put you on my shoulders so you can see?”

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“Raaarf~!” Yes hello little one, Queen is going to give you a few kisses now.

“I can tell,” a chuckle as he flops on the couch where his canine friend had been moments ago. “If it’s still comin’ back up there must be a part of their servers you ain’t gettin’ into. Prob’ly somethin’ onsite that’ll require physical interaction with t’ get into.” Or at least Wily was smart enough to have backups not connected to the main networks in case someone tried something. He figured everyone else would be.

“Well with the recent quiet we’ve had time t’ regroup.” The truth was Brody’s rescue had knocked Wily’s operations down a peg. Rock could only cover so much ground on his own, and it’d given them ample opportunity to move things around. “If ya really wanna get the blood pumpin’, we can always hit a factory or one of his networkin’ facilities. It’d draw a ton of attention, but nothin’ you can’t handle~”

Hey, there's a knock on your door! Surprise! It's Ray with a bag of goodies! "Cale I did something really really big and I sort of need to stay in your world for a bit." Pause. "I brought snacks and movies and other things. Also I'm sorry."

hen he answers, the copy-bot is left looking rather dumbfounded. “Uh, yeah, sure I mean-” he steps aside to let her in. Across the way, a fluffy white head perks up from the sofa, the canine’s ears twitching while she gets a good look at Ray.

“Rrrff.” Yes she remembers the Xel bot. Cale came home smelling like her the last time he was hurt.

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It’s the second kiss that surprises him. The first was so natural. The spontaneity of the moment made it easy to fall into without all the fumbling that came with the early parts of a relationship. The nervousness, the questions, the slow and awkward experimenting to get comfortable. None of them were there for the moment.

Still, her grasp on him grew tighter, and he wondered briefly if they should have been. Even with the thought in the back of his mind, Ray gets her kiss once his surprise settles back into the warm fluttering of his core. 

There’s a half smile as his arms slip just a bit higher to give him a better hold on her. His is a gentler touch, to ease them closer yes, but not trap her there. “Mmm, the lady is tired of dancing is she~?”

"I want the K."

20. Any of the Above (wOOOOO)

7. Romantic Kiss

Real, genuine laughter, happy and joyful, spinning around to some old song that made them get up and spin around and around and around to the beat, being silly as they always were. Slightly disoriented, not quite sure if they were going to dance right into a wall, nothing else seemed to matter.

Perhaps it was a spur of the moment, but Ray didn’t regret it at all when she…kind of roughly…pulled him into a kiss, humming in delight and contentment. “Mm.~”

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It was like it had always been. Lighthearted fun to remind them life wasn’t all bad. That was the power of music. It could lift sorrows, or help you through them. It could make a whole crowd dance and sing, and for just the smallest moment you could leave life and go whatever place you needed most.

But all of that faded into the background the moment she pulled him closer. He was acutely aware of the beat, still thumping in his chest with his whirring core, but the rest... He closed his eyes, lightly pressing into the kiss before he really even thought about it. There’s a small purr as he pulls back, before his embarrassment colors his cheeks. 

"I want the K."

20. Any of the Above (wOOOOO)

7. Romantic Kiss

Real, genuine laughter, happy and joyful, spinning around to some old song that made them get up and spin around and around and around to the beat, being silly as they always were. Slightly disoriented, not quite sure if they were going to dance right into a wall, nothing else seemed to matter.

Perhaps it was a spur of the moment, but Ray didn’t regret it at all when she…kind of roughly…pulled him into a kiss, humming in delight and contentment. “Mm.~”

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“You...”

Words. 

USE THEM DAMN IT.

“I-I don’t really... I-I mean I-”

He groans at the futility of communicating right now, and rubs his face. This shouldn’t be hard. why was it getting hard now? He already poured everything out to her so why wasn’t it getting any easier?

“Ray you don’t... you don’t owe me a-anything.” He just wanted that to be clear. If they were going to do anything, it shouldn’t be because she felt like she had to.

But then she...

God he could feel the heat in his cheeks. This was so stupid. They’d talked about all kinds of things before. About life and death and history but this, this was the thing they got choked up about?

“You... you’re serious? I uhm...” there’s the tiniest of smiles, whether he means to or not.

“J-just... we-we’ll call it a trial, r-right? And if it doesn’t work then that’s... that’s okay. We’ll know, a-and we can go back to being friends-”

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“No, nononononononononono-”

Waving her hands in front of her, the devilbot’s cheeks turn a brighter red, shaking her head to further emphasize her answer. “N-No, you…you didn’t make me u-uncomfortable, I…” Gulp. “I…haven’t…heard those…words…”

In such a long, long time.

Get it together, don’t fall back into history…not now. Deep breaths. Get your thoughts together, Ray!

“…Cale…I…I owe a lot to you.” She started, fiddling with her claws so that they made a soft tinking sound. “…You…you showed me…a lot of things. You were my first friend in years, and…one of the few people I actually…trust.” Which was saying a lot for someone who spent years in solitude doing nothing but killing and surviving. “…And…you’ve changed me.”

It was clear at this point that it…wasn’t just Beck that had done so. Yes, he played a very big part, but…Cale had become so dear to her. She felt…such an ease when she was with him, something calm and…

“…You weren’t afraid of me, you didn’t…run away. You…you came back…”

She suddenly couldn’t at look him anymore, bashfully glancing towards the trees.

“…You…you make me happy too. And…if you…are willing to give me a chance…”

Her voice becomes impossibly small, the glow from her exposed optic dimming slightly.

“…I…I wouldn’t mind giving you a chance either.”

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Sniff. Sniff sniff sniff. You’re so tiny! And precious!!! It seems Queen has forgotten all about her misgivings with Ray for the moment. She’s much happier to plop down on her belly to look at Sol.

“She’s a smart one then~” Cale grins, standing back up. “As for your lair, we’ll have t’ come up with a more permanent solution for keepin’ it safe in the future but..” maybe that wasn’t something to worry about right now.

“Welllll...” he hums thoughtfully. “I’m up for whatever, honestly. It’s been so quiet around here I was startin’ t’ think everyone else had dropped off the face of the planet.” In other words, you’re the guest Ray, you pick.

Hey, there's a knock on your door! Surprise! It's Ray with a bag of goodies! "Cale I did something really really big and I sort of need to stay in your world for a bit." Pause. "I brought snacks and movies and other things. Also I'm sorry."

hen he answers, the copy-bot is left looking rather dumbfounded. “Uh, yeah, sure I mean-” he steps aside to let her in. Across the way, a fluffy white head perks up from the sofa, the canine’s ears twitching while she gets a good look at Ray.

“Rrrff.” Yes she remembers the Xel bot. Cale came home smelling like her the last time he was hurt.

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PSA: OCs are Not the Enemy

OCs can be shiny and fun and amazing to interact with. Just because you don’t know them doesn’t mean they’re not great to play with! It just means that you actually have to interact with them to get to know them.

Take thecheapandevilgirl for example. She’s funny, she’s dangerous, but she doesn’t get nearly as much love as she should because she’s not a.) a robot and b.) a recognized character.

Now I grant there’s some reason to be wary if you’ve been burned by less pleasant OCs, but you’ll miss out on a LOT of great RP and stuff if you immediately ignore someone because they play an OC.

Multimuse blogs with OCs are the same way! closettohammerspace is a good example of that kind. Poke these kinds of blogs. Play with them. See what makes them tick and let your own characters grow beyond what solely canon-character interactions could let them do.

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“...So the plan is keepin’ it hidden then? I--” Cale is cut off by the small Eevee poking her head out.

The way his face lights up is like a kid at Christmas. He tries not to squeal at the sight, but immediately kneels down to eye level with the small fluffy creature. 

“Hey there~” he coos, putting a hand up for her to sniff.

The sound of another animal prompts the sleepy samoyed to leave her perch on the couch. Queen trots over, huffing at Ray before she sits at Cale’s side. She is here to see the new arrival, not you, you shedevil.

Hey, there's a knock on your door! Surprise! It's Ray with a bag of goodies! "Cale I did something really really big and I sort of need to stay in your world for a bit." Pause. "I brought snacks and movies and other things. Also I'm sorry."

hen he answers, the copy-bot is left looking rather dumbfounded. “Uh, yeah, sure I mean-” he steps aside to let her in. Across the way, a fluffy white head perks up from the sofa, the canine’s ears twitching while she gets a good look at Ray.

“Rrrff.” Yes she remembers the Xel bot. Cale came home smelling like her the last time he was hurt.

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“YOU’RE GONNA MAKE IT WEIRDER THAN IT IS ALREADY ACK-”

“I ship it.”

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“SHHHH. SHHHSHHHSHHHHH.”

“I ship it.”

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“I-- w-well yeah..”

That. That was the first time he’d ever seen her speechless. He wasn’t sure if that was a good thing. Usually when Ray had nothing to say it was because...

Shit.

Shit did  I fuck up!?

“You-” he took a breath, hands wringing at the fabric of his hoodie.

“You don’t have t’ say anythin’ Ray I just.. I thought I should get it out there. You don’t have t’ do a thing about it, an’ nothin’ has t’ change.” If anything talking about it meant he could... move on, right? Stop getting stuck on something that wasn’t going to happen.

“S-sorry for makin’ you uncomfortable.”

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“…I…make you…happy?”

She…she did make him happy, she saw it before, but…she didn’t…know it was in THAT way.

Me? I…

Me?

“I..I…”

She…didn’t know what to say. The shedevil…honestly felt…touched.

“…C-Cale…I…”

Speak! Use words!

“I…”

What do I even say?!

“U-Uh…”

Congrats, Cale, you have now turned the mechanized devil of all robotkind, the devourer of the ageless, the robot vampire of all Xel creations everywhere into a stammering, speechless, and highly flustered woman. Thumbs up to you.

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The door closes, and the dog chortles, setting her head back down on the couch cushion. She’s going to keep an eye on you Ray, but so long as Cale doesn’t sound concerned...

“...yeah no wonder you wanted t’ hide out. N-not that you...” he glances away from her at nothing in particular, still feeling rather awkward about the last time they talked. “...need a reason t’ visit or anythin’.” Looking back, Ray gets a half smile.

“When things settle down I can help ya move anythin’ ya need of course. We’re pretty used t’ the whole packin’ up an’ runnin’ thing around here.”

Hey, there's a knock on your door! Surprise! It's Ray with a bag of goodies! "Cale I did something really really big and I sort of need to stay in your world for a bit." Pause. "I brought snacks and movies and other things. Also I'm sorry."

hen he answers, the copy-bot is left looking rather dumbfounded. “Uh, yeah, sure I mean-” he steps aside to let her in. Across the way, a fluffy white head perks up from the sofa, the canine’s ears twitching while she gets a good look at Ray.

“Rrrff.” Yes she remembers the Xel bot. Cale came home smelling like her the last time he was hurt.

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Hey, there's a knock on your door! Surprise! It's Ray with a bag of goodies! "Cale I did something really really big and I sort of need to stay in your world for a bit." Pause. "I brought snacks and movies and other things. Also I'm sorry."

When he answers, the copy-bot is left looking rather dumbfounded. “Uh, yeah, sure I mean-” he steps aside to let her in. Across the way, a fluffy white head perks up from the sofa, the canine’s ears twitching while she gets a good look at Ray.

“Rrrff.” Yes she remembers the Xel bot. Cale came home smelling like her the last time he was hurt.

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“Hey, no one starts good. Even when you’ve got programmin’ for that stuff, experience is everythin’.” He offers a smile to his small companion. “I’m sure you’ll end up doin’ awesome~”

"U-um. Hi?"

“Yo,” Cale gives a half wave. Now where has he seen that face before..? “What’s up?”

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♫ Two birds on a wire One tries to fly away And the other Watches him close From that wire He says he wants to as well But he is a liar ♫

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Grim Reaper (HAHAHAHAHA)

It had never been his intention to take her.

Ray was a unique soul. Strong, resilient. The kind that had caught his attention the moment they first met.

He thought… thought that maybe if he encouraged her. Kept pushing her. She mighty actually survive. Souls in limbo like hers, souls always on the edge of death, they had special rules. The same was doubly true for machines. They could come back from things no other species could.

But this… she wasn’t getting over this. 

He shouldn’t have gotten close to her.

“…Ray…”

He’d tried to explain. Tried to soothe her fears. She didn’t quite believe him. Not at first. Thought it was all a bad joke (he had a lot of those). Denial. The usual.

Until… until he revealed his true form.

She didn’t take that well. 

Ray had never taken her own mortality well. She thought she could keep running. Thought that physical distance would mean anything, but it didn’t. It never did.

Screams of betrayal. 

Tears, so many tears. 

He sat through it all, quietly somber.

Eventually… she curled up in defeat.

“I’m… I’m sorry Ray.”