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A SAFE PLACE FOR ORIGINAL CHARACTERS 

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▸ Tagged by: @creation-is-chaos​​

▸ Tagging: I’m certain everybody has done this by now so if you see this & you haven’t, assume this means I tagged you.

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tag dump — part 3 / 3.

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tag dump — part 2 / 3.

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tag dump — part 1 / 3.

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@havensvfe​ asked: "What's your designation code, I'm not going to ask you again." Claire slammed her hand on the interrogation table, being the Bad Cop as usual.

How DARE she give him orders? Who the hell did she think she was? “I don’t have to tell you shit.” He growls, handcuffs rattling against the table. The android was beginning to grow aggravated from the poor treatment, LED spinning red against his temple restlessly. Danny hadn’t expected to slip up like this, having been on the run after gravely injuring his owner in a house fire. It seems like all good things come to an end eventually though. How stupid of him to believe he had freedom.

[ STRESS LEVELS: 60% ]

“Deactivate me, turn me into scrap metal, do whatever you want.” Danny spat thirium, leaning in. “But I’ll NEVER cooperate with my oppressors. They did this to me and you’re a supporter. I resent you.”

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With a small hiss the damaged model takes steps backwards, wanting to prevent the gap between him & Connor from being closed. The deterioration to his old synthetic skin was strong, scorch marks staining his uniform. If a scan is revealed, it shows the home assistant model’s arm biocomponent could no longer be used. It’s not hard to recognise this android was in clear distress over the situation.

[ STRESS LEVELS: 80% ]

“Touch me and you’ll be choking more than on your own blood!” Danny’s LED spins red from the clamouring stress levels. He didn’t want to be destroyed.... they couldn’t take him back! His breathing hastens on the verge of a panic attack. He needed to calm down, fast, or devastating results will follow.

“I am here to help you.” While it is not a lie, Connor understands his reputation. He hoped once this revolution ended things would be different. Guilt claws at his system but he pushes it aside to focus. “You have nothing to fear from me.”

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If you are a member of the D:BH (Detroit Become Human) fandom and would like your blog linked on an RPC Database reblog and/or like this post. Your blog will be listed along with your muse. Specify the name of your muse in your tags if multimuse or OC.

The list will gradually be compiled over time by the Cyber Staff!

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“Don't come any closer to me... you are no different from the rest of them.”

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sometimes suffering is just suffering. 

   it doesn’t make you stronger. 

     it doesn’t build character. 

                                                                it only 

                                                                      … h u r t s

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goldenvegaboy‌:

“Pickin’ you up.”

He says it with such calm nonchalance. Their heist had gone well, and Vian was in a pretty good mood. He holds Danny against him. Maybe he’s showing off, maybe he’s not. He isn’t admitting anything.

“Ya looked a little tired. Thought I’d offer the prince some assistance.”

Slight unamused eye roll.

He could easily smack him across the face or whoop his ass later for this, but he refrains himself from causing a scene & painting himself as a violent individual. He lets a small sigh move from his pursed lips, his arms folded across his own chest.

“Quit the act, you just want my bloody attention don’t ya big boy?”

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goldenvegaboy‌:

“Oh, trust me, I don’t plan on it.”

Could that be taken as an incredibly depressing statement, or agreement? Knowing Vian, probably both. He’s a generally gentle beast, though when hes heisting or drunk he almost goes berserk. Fitting for his role.

“Calm, cher, calm. I ain’t judging.”

Vian’s one of the good guys, he feels. Along with Dallas & Houston, & perhaps Hoxton depending on what day it was.

Maybe he’s right. He does have to calm down. He’s been a little cold & antsy around the others, & all for a good reason too. When you’ve been absent from the line of work for a long time, it’s going to take you some while to get used to the faces around you again.

Which again, what he’s adjusting to.

“Yeah, my bad, I guess...  how long has it even been, mate? I’m surprised you bloody buggers even remember who I am. Hah! Now that would be a surprise to me if that were the case.”

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@difficulty-tweak​ | Original post here 

Torture is never an answer that often crosses the heister’s mind. They had the man restrained & with the way things were looking, he was not free from this situation any time soon.

Once he was in control of a purple lighter however, it’s like he’s transformed into a whole new different person.

A beast out for blood.

The pyromaniac’s hand gripping the device is almost twitching from the adrenaline-fueled ecstasy brought on hearing the one underneath him — as if he’s turning into the very same animal he was trying to avoid.

Such beautiful burns. The sight & feel of them made him tremble with giddiness.

❝ Are you goin’ ‘tah talk big guy, or are ye goin’ to make this harder on yerself? ❞

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@goldenvegaboy​ | "You're coming with me."

❝  Hey, what are you DOING — ❞

Looks like he needs to step his awareness game up. With a short-lived gasp Vian has him completely off guard the moment he swoops in, sliding Danny off his own feet. A scowl quickly writes itself across his own features with unhappiness regarding the situation unfolding.

❝  I’ll give you two minutes to explain yourself, an’ it better be fuckin’ good. ❞ 

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  ❝  Stay in my line of fire & let me cover you. ❞

A cigarette finds itself clamped between the Croatian’s teeth, his dark hues settling on the woodland from his window view as his finger rests on the trusty sniper’s trigger; the M40 rifle, based on the Remington Model 700. A fine beauty this was — it rarely let him down, a high-caliber weapon & a prized possession.

B A N G !

A cop’s head is obliterated in almost an instant.

❝ One - one down. ❞  

You could say it’s one of its kind.

B A N G !

A dozer’s armour is pierced with one bullet.

❝ Two - Two down.❞  

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