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Alex scrutinized him unabashed. In retrospect, though his eyes were indifferent, there was a twitch of emotion that stemmed from his risen eyebrow. And though there was no intention for animosity, his tone seemed somewhat crass with his curtness. “…Am I suppose to laugh?”

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like for starter fuck it lets get this joint started

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Alex Mercer died. He died threatening to release the most deadly virus in history on the people of New York. You died in Penn Station. But the virus found its way into your bloodstream.

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i know i can download every song ever played on earth on a drive the size of my finger , but I like analog     ───────     it degrades over time . LIKE WE DO . 

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❛ HE’S LEAKING HAMBURGER HELPER ! ❜

IT ( 2017 ) . / @wallphasing​

There was a guy going through the motions in the corner of the room. Milky chunks clogging his wind pipe and Alex’s ears. It was fucking disgusting. It was moments like these, he wished he was someone else. 

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❛  i’m not supposed to take things from strangers .  ❜

IT ( 2017 ) . /  @humanremained​

Absolute deadpan. 

“…Yeah, sure. If we had more time, I’ll humor you, but we don’t. So, here.” Time was nipping at their heels and Mercer stood his ground and insisted. Pressed the device towards him and curled his fingers more towards himself. 

He pinched the edge of it so ‘Cybernetics’ didn’t have to come in contact with him if that was his primary concern. 

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   a blink, and his brows are furrowing instantly. “i think you missed the part where i said that business is independent of you, alex.”

He fell silent, closing his eyes for a moment before withdrawing to sit near the window. “Yeah, I guess I did.”

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   “i know you are ready to be rid of me, alex, but believe it or not i do have business here that is independent of you.”

   He didn’t bother to correct him. “And what business is that?”

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   a blink. “–i didn’t know i was supposed to be leaving. i have no intention of getting out of here right now. so you’ll have to postpone that goal.” 

   “You don’t belong here.”

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   “what are you gonna do? you know, now that you’re… alive.”

Alive? He didn’t know how to address it, so he didn’t. “…Get you out of here.”

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Fear induced a spurt of energy that sprung him off the wall and hurtling straight towards the busy street. He evaded the missile between the eyes but no Hail Mary softened the haphazard barrage of bullets his back received upon decent.

The persistent infiltration of ’priority target’ from every goddamn comm flooded his skull and Alex, swathed within the smoke of the fire and debris and every other shit that suffocated the air, took the leap of faith toward alley way swept with city stink.

It was tricky, they were starting to set up tracking posts in every crevice of the city, aiming to fish him out, and it put him on edge. Granted, he had the arsenal to evade it all, to some degree, but what unnerved him was how much they were learning from him. They must have an observer of sorts. Drones maybe?

Suddenly a secondary scent wafted in his senses and he paused. A human girl, flesh and fragile, came stumbling in the midst of chaos that would follow him if he didn't get out of here.

What the fuck?

Questions came to him but he shook himself out of his ravine. He didn’t have time to gawk. Swallowing thickly, he came to her, a subtle urgency in his tone. “Listen, you shouldn't be here. I..we need to get out of here.”

@chaoscoded​ liked !!

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starters from it ( 2017 ) .

001.   ❛ is this real enough for you ?  ❜

002.   ❛  i’m not supposed to take things from strangers .  ❜

003.   ❛ we’re all afraid of something  .  ❜

004.   ❛  HE’S LEAKING HAMBURGER HELPER  !  ❜

005.   ❛ best feeling ever  .  ❜

006.   ❛ holy SHIT  !  what happened to you ?  ❜

007.   ❛  what if she’s still here  ?  ❜

008.   ❛ you’re TRASH .  ❜

009.   ❛ you left me !  ❜

010.   ❛ you probably have crabs .  ❜

011.   ❛ i’m not doing this !   ❜

012.   ❛ try tickling your pickle for the first time .  ❜

013.   ❛ oh god — oh FUCK  !  ❜

014.   ❛ glad i got to meet you before you died  .  ❜

015.   ❛ i’d come with you if i weren’t dying  .  ❜

016.   ❛ there is nothing we can do   —-  NOTHING  !  ❜

017.   ❛  someone else is going to make that choice for you  .  ❜

018.   ❛ think they’ll sign my yearbook  ?  ❜

019.   ❛ eat it fucker  !  ❜

020.   ❛ fuck  !  my mom will kill me  !  ❜

021.   ❛ welcome to the loser’s club .  ❜

022.   ❛ this is what you did  .  ❜

023.   ❛ nah -  i love being your personal doorman  ,  really  .  ❜

024.   ❛ who doesn’t love splashing around in shitty water ?  ❜

025.   ❛ where’s the beer  ?!  ❜

026.   ❛  WHAT THE FUCK  IS THAT  ?!  ❜

027.   ❛  you’re lucky you’re not measuring dicks  .  ❜

028.   ❛  SHIT !  ❜

029.   ❛ you’re insane  !  ❜

030.   ❛ i need to show you something  .  ❜

031.   ❛ i really don’t read that much poetry  .  ❜

032.   ❛ he thrusts his fists against the post  .  ❜

033.   ❛ ROCK WAR  !  ❜

034.   ❛ can only virgins see this stuff  ?  is that why i’m not seeing this shit  ?  ❜

035.   ❛ fuck  .  ❜ 

036.   ❛  shut up   ,  [ ]  . ❜

037.   ❛ you are all monsters !  ❜

038.   ❛ it smells like stink and it’s gross  .  ❜

039.   ❛ ain’t nothing like a little fear to make a paper man crumble .  ❜

040.   ❛ you’ll float too  .   .   .  ❜

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 headcanons 

Dr. Mercer only cared for himself ( body/mind ) and hardly cared for another ( to some degree the subject of sister is a different story - I have yet to fully delve into that one. ) He hated people and used them. Alex is the opposite. He cares more for people than he does for himself. Even if they hate him and spit on him, he fights tooth and nail for them. In a sense, he feels like he owes them, especially because he’s the cause of their affliction, even if it was caused by the hands of another.   

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question, how many you guys know about [prototype]? 

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pokes his cheek :/

  Reflexes jerked his face away. “…don’t touch me.”