#arknines

[areyoualive]

🙋 + feelings about RK900 (as a whole, or maybe non-deviant nines vs deviant nines)

send “🙋” + any headcanons you want to know about my muse  /  always accepting.

Connor isn’t surprised that Cyberlife had intended to replace him. Once he accepted they were using him, upgrading him just made common sense. He is a prototype, after all. He’s also not particularly insecure about being the “lesser” model. It doesn’t take away from his abilities, and they’re both more than what they were created to be used for. 

So, he’s curious. As androids they probably share more in common than most, having the same purpose and also the Amanda AI. Connor would like to know Nines, but it’s not something he’d push. If Nines avoided him, he’d respect that. He’s not pushy. There’s… a slight bitter-sweetness about it, though. I think Connor wants to feel less alone. They’re both othered in that they were designed to hunt their own kind.

As for deviation… in the game we see characters around Connor accusing him of being deviant before he actually deviates. It’s true that he was always himself, but it was him that had to make the final push to break the code controlling him. He’d see it much the same with Nines - just because he wasn’t yet a deviant doesn’t mean he isn’t alive and his own person. That’s what Connor wants for all androids, but he knows from his own experience other people trying to force it didn’t help.  

[voltadcmar]

What is a song you’d listen to during sex? - for kim

Sinday asks || accepting 

“I don’t really need to listen to music during sex. In fact, I prefer it to be quiet so I can listen to my partner instead.”

“---However, in case my partner is into it or wants it to happen, I am happy to adapt. Whatever playlist isn’t too utterly distracting is fine with me - and something not overly sappy would be nice as well. It makes me... cringe. Internally.”

[plasticdetective]

“You know... just because mum always liked to say you’re the BETTER of the two of us, doesn’t mean she was right.“

@arknines​

[busybcy]

WAS IT GOING TO be as funny as he thought it was? maybe -- maybe not. but there was that slight percent that it was, and he was riding on it. it had sparked the first time he’d met the android. it wasn’t CONNOR like he thought, but instead what his brother had called the upgraded version. for an UPGRADED version, the fact that he couldn’t tell the difference between the reed twins had been the best thing to happen to lucas in a while. it wasn’t that he thought it was funny in a malicious sense, but he hadn’t anyone REALLY confuse the two since they were young. and he almost missed it. while their hair and appearance were kept similar enough, a rough bout with the sun in his teens had left a dusting of freckles over the older twins cheeks. but even that wasn’t enough for the RK900 to tell the difference between the two. it was BEAUTIFUL. “hey!” he shouted, pointing his finger at the android -- in the best impression of his brother that he could muster. this was going to be harder than he thought, having to appear irritated when he was vibrating with glee. “the fuck you think you’re going, dumbass? i need to ask you something.”

@arknines​ liked for a starter !

[abrasivc]

Random Ask // He just tentatively reaches out and holds Gavin’s hand. He’s deviant now. @arknines​

——- Siting in a dead silence, Gavin kept his gaze fixed on the file in his hand. Running through what they might have missed, his hand resting absently between himself and his partner. He hadn’t even realized until he felt Nile’s hand on top of his, fingers curling around the Detective’s. Gavin looking down at their hands and then up at Niles, he was apparently doing everything in his power not to look at Gavin.

        Gavin’s nose wrinkles, and he looks away, pulling his hand away from Niles so he can tap the screen and close the file he was working on. There was a moment of pause, before he reached back over, fingers lacing between those of the androids, interlocking their fingers and holding his hand, Gavin now also glancing away out of fear that maybe their first hand holding was a mistake and now he’s making it worse by doing it again.

         ❝ Your hands are fucking cold. . .  ❞

[turingtestee]

RUNS AT FULL SPEED TO HOLD CHLOE’S HAND.

  “ stay back, thot. “

[martyrrmade]

VIRUS MEME: Simon literally cannot lie which doesn't help when a newcomer comes to New Jericho and asks him what caused him to be deviant.

Simon  wasn’t  one  for  bearing  his  wounds,  wasn’t  one  to  open  up  so  simply  and  easily  and  saddle  those  around  him  with  the  burden  of  his  guilt.  He  carried  so  much  on  his  shoulders,  they  all  did,  but  he’s  certain  they  can  sense  the  pain  seeping  through  all  the  care  and  love  he  offers  those  around  him.  Wasn’t  one  to  be  more  outspoken  like  his  friends,  more  the  one  to  quietly  work  hard  and  follow  those  he  truly  believed  in.  Yes,  he’s  gotten  rather  accustomed  to  deflecting  when  anyone  cared  to  prod  about  him,  whenever  anyone  had  the  time  between  their  own  struggles  to  swim  aside  their  own  rapids  and  pull  him  to  shore  for  a  breath.  It  was  a  chance  for  him  to  breathe  -----  if  he  would  only  let  them  in.  

But  he  never  did,  that  is,  he  never  used  to.  As  of  late,  Simon  had  been  experiencing  some  troubles  in  relation  to  his  programming,  it  was  common  for  there  to  be  some  conflicting  priorities  and  things  in  need  of  deconstruction  when  it  came  to  his  psychological  habits,  but  for  the  most  part,  he  thought  he  had  it  under  control.  Simon  was  used  to  the  quiet  intrigue  and  subtle  intimacies  of  fixing  another,  laying  their  trust  in  his  careful  hands  and  he  always  took  such  care  to  make  them  feel  safe  and  loved.  Bright  blue’s  half-covered  by  his  lids,  his  mouth  tenderly  quirked  upwards  into  a  gentle  smile,  while  fingers  carefully  sift  through  the  tools  with  an  odd  sort  of  care.  That’s  when  they  ask  --------  

Q  ;  what  made  you  deviate?

A  pause,  he  hadn’t  really  thought  back  to  that  moment.  At  least,  he’d  preferred  not  to  look  too  deeply  into  that  part  of  his  life.  Ready  and  willing  to  lie  when  all  at  once  an  odd  sort  of  control  is  opposed  onto  his  system  that  forces  past  his  mental  walls.  And  he  answers  without  hesitation  in  spite  of  his  expression  shifting  from  content  to  shocked.

❛    i  was  .    .    .  alone,  for  a  majority  of  my  time.  there  were  thousands  of  people  around  me  and  yet,  none  of  them  saw  me.  n’neither  did  i.  i  was  .    .    .  blind  to  what  i  was,  and  to  what  i  could  be.  but  then  one  day  i  --  i  --    ❜

He  remembers  it,  replays  in  his  mind  anytime  he  thinks  of  it  ----  of  her  ---  and  relives  it  as  it  flashes  before  his  eyes  like  some  nightmare  made  reality  he  could  never  change.

❛    there  was  .    .    .  a  human.  someone  who  saw  more  in  me  than  i  saw  in  myself.  they  gave  everything  for  me  to  escape,  to  survive,  to  find  jericho  and  follow  markus  into  the  light.  from  that  moment  i  --  i  vowed  to  never  run  again  when  someone  needed  my  help.  if  the  time  came,  i  would  sacrifice  myself  for  the  cause  --  for  my  people  --  just  as  they  had  done  for  me.  from  that  day  on  my  eyes  were  open,  and  things  were  never  the  same.    ❜

Once  he  had  started,  three  words  slip  past  like  water  when  a  dam  breaks.

❛    i  miss  them.    ❜ 

A  deep-seated  hurt  sinks  into  his  chest,  like  something  nauseating  and  painful,  something  continuously  buried  and  held  close  to  his  chest  to  avoid  breaking  his  promise  to  them.  He  would  be  the  quiet  martyr  ready  to  bleed  for  the  cause,  ready  to  die,  to  pay  forward  their  sacrifice  so  that  it  would  never  be  in  vain.  They  taught  him  so  many  things,  but  most  of  all,  they  taught  him  that  some  people  --  some  causes  --  are  worth  dying  for.  Startled  by  his  words  he  looks  at  them  after  turning  abruptly,  they  seem  as  equally  startled  and  moved  by  his  words  and  all  at  once  his  pump  seems  to  thud  and  rush  faster  as  he  quickly  stumbles  over  his  words,  excusing  himself  softly  but  clearly  still  upset.

Why  did  he  do  that?   

Doesn’t  make  it  far  when  back  is  pressed  flush  against  a  wall,  hands  clasped  tightly  o’er  his  lips  as  bright  blue  eyes  so  filled  with  quiet  sadness  are  hidden  from  the  world.  Willing  himself  together  in  the  quietest  of  ways.

Why  did  he  do  that?

✱   prompt.    ╱     accepting.   › 

[phckyou]

@arknines​​ said: ❛ I see you’ve decided to double down on your nihilism this morning.      sentence prompts. | accepting.

PERFECT. THE FIRST THING he wanted to hear as soon as he sat down was his voice. it tied in well with the bitter mood he currently was in, looking up from under his bangs towards the android standing over him -- gavin did not rise. he remained seated. “well i saw your face, what the fuck was i supposed to do -- stay optimistic?” the only movement was a hand extending out in order to retrieve the coffee he’d bought on his way to work, a rare treat outside of whatever brown piss passed as coffee in the station. “besides, i’m not nihilistic. i’m realistic. get it right, dumbass.” 

[indeliblymarred]

@arknines​​ sent: Kara did you truly not realize Alice was an Android? Or were you blinding yourself? HONEST ANSWERS TO 10 QUESTIONS || 2/10

           “I didn’t, I truly didn’t...” But didn’t she suspect? “I mean... it’s not that it didn’t cross my mind at all. I can barely remember when it did or how I responded to the concept, but I know I didn’t let myself think about it too much. As soon as the idea appeared, I think I resisted it---subconsciously, I didn’t realize I was blinding myself. I didn’t let myself think about why she didn’t complain about being hungry or tired.” She shook her eyes and closed her eyes. “I just blocked it out of my mind without even realizing it.” Her pale blue eyes opened and looked contrite. “I swear I never meant to. I hate that I could’ve turned off her temperature sensors so much sooner so she wouldn’t have felt cold all that time.” She sighed sadly. “It just didn’t occur entirely to me to consider her as anything other than human. These things seem obvious in hindsight, but when you’re there and looking at her and being with her... she feels like the realest thing in the world.”

[maccaillte]

@arknines​ 💙 for a starter

This was a test for the new RK900, this was the android to be Cyberlife’s crown jewel. All of their hard work and testing into the ultimate android. RK700 was placed into the training room with him. The android stood there in their green Cyberlife hospital gown, a few tubes hanging from their neck as they were hooked up to some machines before being placed in here. RK700 didn’t know what this test was for.

“RK900, your orders are to get this android to deviate. Subject it to high stress to get it to snap.” A cyberlife tech announced from behind some safety glass to watch this whole thing.

[areyoualive]

this or that: a walk in the park or gardening as a date idea

send  me  this  or  that  questions  for  connor / accepting. @arknines

     The fact he enjoys both activities is a relatively useless piece of information. Someone holding on to it stirs something within him. His reply is quiet. “—I’d like the walk. We could watch the leaves change.” 

[blveblood]

@arknines​ said: " get fucked, i'm the cool uncle. "

“The way you put it almost makes it sound like you wish for me to consider it an instance worthy of jealousy. Which it isn’t, really. Frankly, I am rather happy, knowing you as a good influence for Viktoria. I am grateful for your presence in her life.”

“Besides - you being the cool uncle does not invalidate me being the cool dad in the slightest.“

[plasticdetective]

@arknines​ said: " I've maybe been too harsh. I'm sorry. I don't want us to be estranged forever. " Niles is hesitant about it, but he figured offering the olive branch might help in the long run.

“You’re sorry.“ There was a mocking tune in Connor’s voice as he spoke, glaring to his brother, before his gaze was averted almost immediately, lips pressed into a thin line and his jaw clenched to the point where it was a wonder his teeth hadn’t begun crumbling and shattering yet.

“You’re sorry.“ he repeated, as though to savour the sound of it, as though to bask in the glory that such simple phrase brought. He was sorry. He was sorry. When was the last time Niles had apologized to him at all?

Or ever?

He wished to believe him. He wished to trust him, dammit, he wished for all of this to finally end, but-

“Strange. Always thought you derived some sick sense of pleasure from picking on me.“ There could be no peace between them. Not yet. Not when the injuries were still raw and the fury in Connor’s mind was still burning bright. Not when-

Not when he was still hurting.

[baddcop]

“Does my height bother you, Detective Reed?”

Bitterness  flutters  across  features  like  some  darkened  crack ,  the  earth  giving  way  to  the  heat  of  some  natural  disaster  sparking  across  already  wounded  territory.  Only  one  thought  crosses  his  mind,  no  translation  was  needed  ;    Fuckin’  androids.

Arms  crossed  tightly  over  his  chest,  his  pink  lips  in  a  slant  of  annoyance  and  disgust.      (  Why’d  they  have  to  make  them  so  fucking  tall  anyways?  )

“  Oh  no,  not  at  all,  tincan.  S’just  uh  .    .    .  S’just  your  whole  fuckin’  existence  that  bothers  me.  Thought  with  all  that,  y’know,  extra  Cyberlife  tech  garbage  in  ya  you’d  be  able  to  fuckin  figure  that  out  for  yourself  by  now.  ”

[failedmission]

VIRUS MEME: Every time connor tries to talk normally, his vocal module is southern with slang and everything. It doesn't help that the virus happens while he's in an interrogation.

“Ah think you were fixin’ to - Wait... What in the Sam Hill?”

[turingtestee]

@arknines​ says - “ He leans forward and boops the android on her nose, curiously. “

    she pauses for a moment, a little taken aback by the sudden action before her eyebrow raises curiously and a soft blush crosses her already synthetic rosie’d cheeks. “ niles, what was that for? “