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She is gonna narrow her optics at the other, then slowly lift her bubble wand and began to blow bubbles in Uzi’s face. “Preeeetty sure I already know which one you would choose, ya little weirdo.”
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Starter for @edgydroned Ssara wandered through a nearby building, keeping an eye out for any sort of drones hiding out. It was fairly late, and this was an abandoned building, so she doubted she would find anyone, but it was still worth a try. The broken drone happened upon a broken window and peeked their head out, mismatched hair flowing out through the window. Odd she had gotten so high up. A glance upward, then back down, followed by a slight hum. She didn't realize how high up she had gotten. A moment passed before she decided upon an idea. A bladed wire flicked out and stuck to the outside wall, sticking momentarily, using it as an anchor as she slid down the side of building. Pieces of concrete tumbling down as she slid.
Once outside they continued through the piles of silicon, pegs making small indentations as they walked. Their eye and camera continued to scan until they heard a noise. It sounded like something crashing from above. Another disassembly drone?? No.. Something else. Someone else. A purple worker drone? Something was different about them though, Ssara's systems flashing glitched words, a warning? She was unsure. For now? She watched the other, highly curious of the other.
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@edgydroned = one-to-two liner ft. N
"i dunno, uzi..." all seven of N's cameras sweep over the blueprints laid out in front of him. "i love the idea! it's cool! i'm not sure how plausible it is, though. wouldn't something like that need a lot of power?"
#✖️ ~ n ( v.tbd )#edgydroned#HAIIIIII /POS#uzi tinkering moments perhaps.... hope u dont mind#✖️ ~ n ( ic. )
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i don't watch sports anime but im pretty sure this means you have maybe one simp if you're lucky. hope this helped. n_n
"...Oh."
"I mean, th-that would be... kinda nice...." is she blushing at the thought?
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A request I really liked!
#i smush them both together like barbie dolls#i love you i'll kill you || v ✗ uzi ;vuzi tag#self || ☾ shattered glasses#edgydroned
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"you're clearly not okay so stop bullshitting me."
Uzi and V got upset when Doll hid things and tried to play down her pain. It was a difficult habit to break after all this time. Not immediately bolting upon being found, when she had gone through such lengths to hide herself, was already such a huge step for her.
Doll set up alerts to trigger when her oil reserves hit a certain point, or when her temperature started rising. It caught her off guard when, after spending the entire afternoon in a stable condition, with her oil levels topped off, her task manager bleated out an alarm. Anything could have triggered the attack: a memory leak, a lagging browser tab, an application freezing...
Hiding in her bunker would have been too predictable, so she went out of her way to find an unused entrance at the back of the colony. It'd been destroyed by a cave-in years ago, judging by the mountain of boulders heaped in the doorway. She'd crawled behind a rusty metal slab to wait it out.
The implications that she could enter this state while having full oil reserves was terrifying. Doll ran when she was scared, and that was a hard habit to break, too.
"I'm s-sorry..." Doll's voice box stutters out her apology without waiting for her mouth to catch up. The maw at the end of her tail opens up and chirrs. It's Uzi, just Uzi, there is no worse monster in here than Doll herself.
"I need to sit st-still, just..." She puts her hands over her head and lets her ventilation system do its job. She is so dizzy. Did she miscalculate her oil stores?
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@edgydroned wanted Cyn... for a fight rp!
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Bodies of lesser Murder Drones littered the facility that Uzi would track the sightings of a certain 'someone' to, Cyn in question far too busy to keep track of the little intruder. Then as blast doors sealed, in this ruined lab, practically collapsing into itself from the carnage and mayhem? A familiar voice would talk from a camera nearby, "Uzi... I see you have come. There is nothing. Not-a-thing. Or anything. Here for you. I ask once. For you to leave. I will not. Kill you. But I will. Show you. A lesson. Should ỷ̸̝̒-̸̧̘̒̇y̸̢̌-̴̱̼̏y̸̹̺̝͊̓̄͑ȯ̵̩͚̞͉̺ư̷̠̝͖̖̕ choose to ignore it. Ignore it-ignore."
Ah yes, that familiar monotone ringing through slight static as the doors behind her unsealed. Cyn seemingly going to let them go? Strange, but it could be a ploy, they were quite an enigma, along with the fact Uzi still carried the original Cyn with them. So was this a new version? They did talk of having backups at times, didn't they? "Ŝ̸̺͊̄̌-̸͎̩̳̮̦͗͑̐̑́̕ͅs̶̭̙͔̓̓-̴̞̮̱̖͍̈́ș̴̨͎̣͈̺̿̎͗̔o̵̫̗̊̀. What will it be? I am offering. Peace." Well. Uzi could always blast down the doors as it was clear Cyn was here, doing who knows what... along with fighting whatever... whoever these lesser variants of Murder Drones were.
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👐 cause of course
Send "👐" to see how muse reacts to your muse cupping their face with both hands!
Oh?
Hands cup her cheeks and V blinked a few times, her optics fluttering loudly and she is taken back by the sudden affection.
But hey, when Uzi offered such a thing; she was glad to receive it.
Making sure nobody is watching, blush dusts her optic screen and she huffs, nuzzling against the hands as her tail swishes happily back and forth like a contented feline. "Hm.."
The Disassembly drone began purring out a rumble, the vibrations would send a shiver down the smaller ones palms.
#:) hehehehrhehehrheherheheheh—#ic || ☾ lil' robo bitchin'#asks || answered ☓ closed ☽♡☾#text#edgydroned
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These two has been rotating in the depths of my mind, So I must :> 💜💛
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✿ for any of your oc’s 👀 (or whomever you think could work)
PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2 "bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see." (And none for no opinion)
For Ssara
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
#The Mistake (Ssara)#answered asks#edgydroned#((A lot of the enemies come from being a sort of 'unreformed' DD#((But would Ssara make friends with the 'enemy'?#((Absolutely
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vuzi art for my own fic because I forgot that I can do that so I did
if you’d like to read:
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⏰ for n :]
SEND A ⏰ TO SEE INTO ONE OF MY MUSES' MEMORIES. = always accepting!
int main() { std::ifstream file("3402.txt"); if (file.is_open()) { std::string line; while (std::getline(0001.txt)) { std::cout << "[WD-ID: Cyn] has been acting different lately. N-0#’s eyes linger on her as she passes down the hall, watching her until she’s out of sight. he looks back at the brass vase he’s methodically polishing, ventilation systems whirring in a sigh. i wish she would talk to me. something happened, i just know it.
yet he doesn’t know what. he could probably chalk it up to master and mistress being harsh, but the facts don’t add up. [WD-ID: Cyn] was always somewhat skittish. she wouldn’t be caught out of line. she’s far too sneaky and clever. lately, however, she’s far less fleeting. she’s not around Tessa as much either, which is saddening but ultimately understandable. maybe [WD-ID: Cyn] felt left out and decided to branch off entirely. she might be doing her own thing. it would explain her sudden confidence.
something happened. he knows it. [WD-ID: Cyn] moves differently, with a strange assurance in herself that was not there before. she talks to herself when she thinks nobody is listening. her optics are off-color, which is not so bad—perhaps Tessa replaced her screen—but there’s something in her stare that makes his core distribute a little more energy to his servos. ( she sometimes watches him with a sort of curiosity, as if sizing him up. it makes him feel small in the same way that mistress’s sparing glances do. )
N-0# gently places the vase down, moving to clean the photo next to it. he begins to wipe dust off the frame. he’s probably overthinking it. [WD-ID: Cyn] seems more sure of herself. that’s a good thing. she doesn’t talk to him frequently like she used to. that’s alright, people change! it’s not as if he’s anything special, either. he’s encouraged her to talk to other drones, so she may have! the thought of [WD-ID-Cyn] making friends causes a small smile to appear on his muzzle.
regardless, he’s proud of her sudden bolster of confidence. he’s simply a little worried. there seems to be some tension in the air when she shows up—N-0# knows [WD-ID: V-II]’s posture and voice well enough to tell her wires become a little more shot in [WD-ID: Cyn]’s presence, and [WD-ID: J-##] and Tessa both watch [WD-ID: Cyn] like hawks. sometimes they make motions to each other when [WD-ID: Cyn] isn’t looking. he isn’t fluent in all of their silent communication, but he knows enough to understand that they’re talking about [WD-ID: Cyn].
something happened. he knows it. the butler’s fans whirr in a low exhale as he cleans the glass protecting the picture. he moves the cloth off to the side. there’s several yellow glowing dots reflected in the glass, gazing at him from over his shoulder. N-0#’s digital brow furrows in concern and he rotates his head a hundred and eighty degrees to glance in that direction.
there’s nothing there.
he shakes his head and places the picture down. he probably needs to recalibrate his optics. there’s been a lot of stress on his systems lately. N-0# drapes the cleaning-cloth over his forearm and turns to advance down the hall. perhaps tonight he can invite [WD-ID: Cyn] to a movie hangout and get her to tell him what’s on her mind." <<; std::endl; } };
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@edgydroned sent: uh oh. based on the gentle hums which soon echoes into a quiet in the darkness, seems someones accidentally forgot her oil intake for the day. now everyone else has to pay for it. her screen flickers on in the shadows, brightly displaying the solver symbol. // i tried sending this three separate times last night but tumblr mobile kept crashing on :,] heres hoping deskstop doesn't let me down (also can be for lizzy or v)
And here she thought that purple freak couldn't get weirder....
In the darkness of the hallways, one could see the very vague shape of that one classmate of hers on the wall. Climbing it like a gargoyle, or like that girl from those movies with the jerky japanese ghost-walk. Lizzy rolled her eyes. She almost didn't want to expect to see her while she was here to pick up a schoolbook she had left in one of her classrooms...
"Hey Poo-zi! Get the hell down from that wall before you break your dumb face."
........ No answer.
Lizzy groaned, until she could hear something very faintly coming from her classmate. Was that... humming? Laughing? It was hard to tell. Lizzy was about to come up with another insult to shout when the other turns to face her and her visor flicks on, revealing a familiar symbol on her face.
In that moment, all confidence and animosity Lizzy has immediately fades; her-once pink eyes briefly turn completely white in terror, and she finds herself frozen on the spot in fear. She is about to start mentally praying before considering a possible option; maybe if she stays still like some characters in stupid movies, it won't see her--
#💫 prepare to be popular ( ic )#edgydroned#Bite me! ( Uzi Doorman )#HEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEH#ALSO UR FINE BTW DW#DUMBLR JUST DOES THAT SOMETIMES
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TREASURE PLANET (2002) PROMPTS - Accepting
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you still don't know how to pick your fights.
J glared at the robot, pointing the gun at her, as she simply didn't care if the fight she was picking was one that wasn't in her favor... Why does it matter anyway? The other was a simple worker drone and the disassembly drone will show that she is better and effective in every way.
"I don't need your terrible takes and opinions. I know what I am doing." She hissed; her wings spread out to make herself appear larger.
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@edgydroned
VUZI PLEASEEEE, I WILL GIVE YOU MY SOUL
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Roasting batteries over the fire
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‘ why do you act so weirdly? ’
❝ Weirdly? ❞
He repeats the end of her statement in muted confusion, glancing down and readjusting his stance. Perhaps he'd been too ridged? That hadn't been a problem in the past, but something about it being explicitly pointed out brought forth a lot of uncertainty.
Kageyama draws his gaze back to the other after his correction in postire, scanning for any change in her expression. If that wasn't the problem, surely she'd clue him in.
❝ Is this any better? ❞
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