#Miory

[endlessvoiq]

Warden

(1172 words. No CW warnings for this one, but if I'm wrong, please tell me!)

Not many prisoners escape the prison on their own time. Either they do the time they’re given, or they rot. This was all Miory, a young malware, had been told by the malware around him. And now, here he was, hauled into the prison by two firewall. He scoffed, “alright, this isn’t funny- let me go! It was just a little bit of thievery, c’mon now-”

          He stopped mid-sentence. A large hardware- or, what seemed like a hardware- with dark metal stepped forward from inside the prison, opening the door for the two firewall. It kept its eye on him as Miory was dragged in. Miory shuddered under its gaze, before the room ran past him as he was tossed into cell #3, the door closing shut behind him.

          Miory scrambled up, slamming his hands on the see-through door. “HEY! LET ME OUT!” He yelled, watching the two firewall leave. The ‘hardware’, on the other hand, returned to its post, glancing at him before looking toward cell #6. Miory groaned, leaning against the door. He was in the middle of trying to think of a way to escape, when he saw the metal one come over. Oh, no.

          The metal hardware looked down at him. “Greetings,” it said in a robotic tone that, while friendly, made Miory shrink back a bit. “Ah, no worries- “ the hardware put their hands up- “I don’t bite, heh. So, did thieving get you in here?” It questioned, Miory only nodding in response. 

          “I see. Well, welcome, then,” the hardware nodded, walking to return to its position. Miory watched, letting out a sigh of relief. Before he could get too comfortable, though, he jumped as a cackling rang out behind him.

          “Oh, hah, bahahah! Oh, lookit ‘is face, bah! S’always fun to see newbie’s reactions to ‘er, haha!”

          Miory snapped around. The cackling belonged to an older virus with grey-pink outlines, several scars, and advanced armor. The virus waved their hand, still chuckling, “ahh, no need t’fear ‘er, mal-boy. 6’s a friend, don’ cha know?”

          “Wh- a friend?! That thing is with the firewall! How could it-”

          “Oh, keep ya voice down,” the virus interrupted, “lotsa bein’s here like ‘er, and y’don’ wan ‘ta make sum en’mies here, am ah right?” The virus cackled once again, as Miory stood there in confusion. 

          “...what? People here actually like someone with the firewall?” Miory stared in bewilderment.

          “Ah, ya get use ‘ta ‘er. An plus, keep this b’tween us pris’ners, but she gets us extra vittles, n’real nice ones, non o’ th’stale ones,” the virus whispered over. Miory blinked in confusion.

          “...what?”

          “She gets us extra food.” Another voice murmured over. Miory blinked, looking toward the voice. In the other corner, a spyware sat, staring at him. “Treats us good, as well,” the spyware hummed. 

          Miory hesitated, “...does it?”

          “Mmhm. Unlike the rest of the firewall and proggies who work here,” the spyware smiled and leaned against the wall, “P-6 over there treats us like we’re on equal level. They don’t act like they’re above us. It’s nice.”

          Miory stared, in a bit of disbelief, now looking over to the hardware who was apparently known as P-6. A bit of orange light glistened against the dark metal of P-6’s side as they leaned toward cell #6, seemingly chatting with the spyware inside. She nearly blended in with the darker wall.

          Though he was still wary of the metal guard- plus the feeling he’d go insane having to deal with the virus in this cell- perhaps this wouldn’t be as bad as initially thought. If the guard was on their side, then perhaps one day, he could get out sooner, rather than later…

          Before he could dwell further into his thoughts, however, the main door to the prison opened. A program in combat armor stepped in, looking at P-6. 

          “Have you been keeping an eye on the prisoners?” The program questioned.

          P-6, who’d gotten back to their spot a few moments before when Miory wasn’t paying attention, nodded, “well, not like I have much else to do, huh?” P-6 chuckled. The program’s brow furrowed.

          “...yes, yes I have been.” P-6 murmured.

          The program huffed, “good, good. Now, do you still have the virus we managed to capture from that raid? It’s needed for interrogation.”

          P-6 made a mechanical hum that sent slight chills up Miory’s spine. “Haven’t you already interrogated them before?”

          “Oh, forget that, P-6, just listen to your orders. Do we still have the virus?”

          P-6 thought for a moment before nodding. Miory watched P-6 guide the program to cell #4, though hesitating to open the cell.

          “...are you sure there’s anymore they can say? I don’t think-”

          “Oh, you’re not paid to think,” the program interrupted, “open the door.”

          P-6 slowly nodded, opening the door. The program pulled a weak-looking virus from the cell, before leaving through the main door. P-6 watched and shook their head, beeping to themself.

          “Poor thing.” The spyware murmured next to Miory. He jumped. He hadn’t noticed the virus and spyware walk to his side to watch the situation unfold. 

          The virus nodded in agreement, “aye, y’said it. I dun ‘magine them progs ‘ill be any nice ta ‘im. tha poor thin’,” they spoke. It took Miory a second to figure out what the older virus had even said. Miory just sat down, the two corruption’s conversation becoming background noise as he stared outside the cell.

          Miory was snapped back to reality after an unknown amount of time as a cry came from outside the cell. The seemingly weak virus was on the floor, far from cell #4. Perhaps they’d tried to escape. A gash was in the side of their head.

          The program from before angerily picked up the virus, putting them back in the cell. They glared at P-6. “keep these damn prisoners obedient,” they grumbled, exiting from the main door. P-6 stared.

          The cells were quiet for a moment. Then, P-6 moved. She opened the door to cell #4.

          Miory watched with surprise as P-6 leaned down, pulling some bandages out of a hatch in their side and gently lifting the head of the virus. P-6 began bandaging the virus’s head, murmuring something Miory couldn’t hear. Once they finished, P-6 lay the virus back down, exiting cell #4 and going back to where she’d been before.

          Miory was honestly surprised P-6 would actually help a virus. Hell, any corruption in general. Sure, the rest could claim P-6 was nice all day, but Miory had honestly just assumed P-6 wasn’t as good as they’d said. That thought now seemed to change. 

          The older virus Miory shared the cell with nudged his side, “Aye, ah told ya 6’s a nice ‘un.”

          Miory glanced over. “Yeah,” he murmured, “I think I get that now.”

          Miory leaned against the wall of the cell. At least he wouldn’t be losing his sanity here. He hummed to himself, might as well get comfortable, in this case. 

          The malware closed his eye. Life went on.

Aaand here we go, writing #2! Technically about P-6, however, in the perspective of some random background character I dragged by the ankles into this story <3 I mostly wanted to get a sort of outside perspective from P-6, and show how different groups view them in away, and yeah this one might have accidentally been themed around perspective. Very glad to have written about my goober, though :) Hope you enjoy this!

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[peach-bbbb]

ω Cute butt like a peach ωฅ(^ω^ฅ) 葉山みおり Miori Hayama japanese gravure idol ass

[terrylove]

葉山みおり / Hayama Miori

[itschoahyuna]

🧃🎒☘️✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚☘️🎒🧃

🌈🍯 ྀིྀི 🍀ｃｌｏｖｅｒ緑🍀🌈🍯

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[findflower96]

市川美織

[that-seems-stupid-lets-do-it]

girlfailure x girlfailure my favorite of all time!! im so normal about these two hahahahah 🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼🍀🎼

[fernnshxj]

miscellaneous doodels cuz yk what else do i do

ft some CANON CHARACTERS WHAAAAAT HEYYYYY

and @willowthearts non rc9gn oc delphine :3

yea erm so tsubame is julian like. ancestor perosn yahhhhh :3

muahah no one knew but meeee anyways sort of matched that audra n miori doodle i did for an ask so yayahah

first time drawing randy and julian erm thumbs up

[soimort48]

市川美織 2nd写真集 「果汁29%」

https://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/4768318940/

[a-ntifragile]

The Great Mermaid

[laceminiskirt]

[gsstories]

Servants of Death

The followers with the highest position of power, just below Bishop Death herself, are the Triplet Servants: Luna, Sol and Clip. These three live for their master and her goal, working as assassins and taking out those who don’t bow down to the Old Faith. Luna and Sol are the craziest of the trio, Luna finding the dismembered victims oddly beautifully grotesque while Sol is a major sadistic bastard, enjoying the pain he inflicts on others. Clip is the most sane of the bunch, and the closest follower to Bishop Death, never showing any emotion when killing.

When the Old Faith were defeated, the followers of all five Bishops ran away and hid but were all hunted down by Häxa, who at the time was a mindless beast looking for revenge after her sisters’ deaths. One by one, the general number of followers started decreasing as the enraged witch killed them all until there was only the Triplet Servants left. Häxa killed Luna and Sol, taking their charms as trophies and a reminder that the followers are soon to be gone and was then chasing after Clip who, after so long, felt imminent fear.

I have thought long and hard and I like the idea of Häxa meeting Kuno Miori (who belongs to @fernnshxj) and her friend Lucy (who belongs to @lucy6767) when they stumble upon Clip, who is nothing more than a tired and horrified being whose demise was nigh. And then Häxa appears, sickle on the follower’s throat… And so she speaks for the first time in a long while, in a low low voice…

Did you ever stop to think that eventually there's a point where your name gets mentioned for the very last time…?

Well, here it is… I’m going to kill you, Clip…

And so the witch slit their throat, killing the last follower of the Old Faith…

(First impressions? Good?? HAH!)

[lucy6767]

You know I just HAD to draw my girls Modern

Miori belongs to @fernnshxj of course make sure to send him some love

[nanasis]

[findflower96]

市川美織

[leviiackrman]

Miori Rikihisa, age 53 || Keiji Rikihisa, age 54

Saeka Rikihisa, age 29 || Haruma Rikihisa, age 26

Ibu Rikihisa, age 23 || Poko Rikihisa, age 18

Feeling all the feels for jjk rn and wanted to showcase the damaged Rikihisa family - so here they are with this cute picrew again! Shitting parenting = exhausted children carrying the burden of your family. This is post Ibu death based on the ages, but if he was still with us he’d still be v much a Gojo fanboy🥲

Other Families: Durand Family

Tagging (if anyone wants to do something similar): @risingsh0t @simonxriley @statichvm @bbrocklesnar @carrionsflower @roofgeese @unholymilf @florbelles @arklay @captmactavish @shellibisshe @queennymeria @marivenah @riikugan @vvardenfae @thedeadthree @jacobseed @jackiesarch @heroofpenamstan @dameayliins @carlosoliveiraa @shadowglens @fenharel @alexxmason @malefiicarum @nightbloodbix

[fernnshxj]

another stupid ass doodle

vaguely inspired from my doodle from yesterday cuz the first ninja cookie looked like them spongebob popsicles

these goober don’t even know what ice cream is (probably) 💔💔💔💔💔