#inactivestatus-rq800

[metal-detective-rq]

Nick winced at the imagery that came to his mind when Alice described what would happen if she consumed watermelon. He imagined two things. It gets stuck, it rots inside. Nick had tried eating noodles once when he first got to diamond city, and it did not end well.

One minute he’s fine, the next minute he’s convulsing on the ground because the noodles clogged his vents, and he overheated. Nick wondered if Alice remembered what food tasted like, or if, like him, as time went on those memories faded.

One thing that Nick also wondered, but didn’t ask, was if Alice had to worry about manually breathing, or if it was still an automatic function in her body.

Speaking of breathing, Nick is glad that he has an artificial respiratory system.

That would make it ten times harder for people to not be wary of him. Well anymore than they already are.

“Well that doesn’t sound pleasant.”

Nick says.

@gipudesque (Anc.) + @inactivestatus-rq800 (Valentine) -  acquaintance thread where Ellie is kidnapped

[metal-detective-rq]

Hey there! Mun here. If you're wondering who this is in your following list, it's inactivestatus-rq800.

I changed the name of my blog because I'm no longer interested in roleplaying in the world of Detroit Become Human.

For one thing, I no longer have a way to play the game.

Another thing, I've fallen out of love with Silas as a character. Silas was a huge part of my life when I created this blog, but he's no longer a character I'm interested in.

For one thing, I know jack donkey about the military, or how it works, so I wouldn't be able to write Silas's past at all.

I don't know a thing about how the law works, so I wouldn't be able to accurately write out an investigation and everything that comes with the job of being a detective.

So, I will now be writing solely as Nick Valentine from Fallout 4. With him I can take some creative liberties when it comes to his job.

[the-perfect-scientist]

"I don't feel like getting up" Nick

Carlos looked at Nick, confused. “Really?” he asked, mild concern in his voice. “What’s wrong? Is there a connection issue? Do you have a short somewhere? If you need me to, I can have a look... I’ll see what I can do...”

[lieutenantgivesnoshits]

@inactivestatus-rq800 (cheer up with sumo)

Work was fucking exhausting and Hank was starting to wonder if maybe he wasn’t as use to shit as he thought he was. Falling on the couch with a groan, he covered his face. He was just thinking about getting a beer and say fuck it when he felt something hit his leg. Looking down he was greeted with Sumo’s big head on his lap. Slowly a smile worked its way to his face.

“Hey boy.” He scratched Sumo’s head.

[deviant-is-that-what-i-am]

Emmaline grunted at the tightening of the tourniquet because it did hurt honestly, something in her system was misfiring and letting out zaps that shocked her like pain neurons. She also felt quite lightheaded from the lack of thirium so she probably won’t be able to move around without stumbling a bit. The female Android then nodded to what the other Android said because she really didn’t have much of a choice because the only other option was shutting down and risking not rebooting back up, which means she would be destroyed for sure. “Whatever will help, I don’t have much of a choice, I don’t want to be destroyed.

@inactivestatus-rq800

Open rp-Detroit: Becomes Human

Emmaline had taken off into the night after she had been attacked by one of her owners friends and she didn’t defend herself at first, mainly because she was in shock and then was focused on trying to get away but then his hands were squeezing around her neck so hard that she panicked and grabbed whatever she could before hitting him in the back of the head and running off.

She hoped that she wasn’t leaving a trail of blue blood behind since she had a nasty gash on her arm and a minor one on her shoulder. Her nose was bleeding from when she had a been hit and her opposite side of her face, her cheek was missing some of her skin and was back to the Android color. Her lips were a little blue as well, she managed to steal some clothes from the laundry place before ripping up her uniform to use it as bandages to hopefully take care of it while she ran a diagonsitics on herself.

Some biocomponents were damaged in her arm manly and one was in her shoulder. She needed to find replacements fast but that wouldn’t be easy though and if she was found then they would probably dismantle her so she couldn’t ask for help either, she was on her own and she was scared.

[hollow-pride]

"Wait you have cookies? Can I have some?" -Connor

“Sadly, I don’t have any. Gavin made some, but he won’t share them with me, sorry.”

[bleedingviolet]

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

*wasn’t sure which muse you wanted, so I just went with Connor :)

My muse(s): Detective Harper Reign

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

[moving--soft-blue-roomba]

send ⛓️ to find my muse bloody, bruised and restrained

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

She counted the drops from the cracked pipe a few meters away, successfully ignoring the numerous popups in her HUD. Damaged voice box. One damaged optical unit. 30% thirium loss, and counting. The plates on both of her arms, her side, and her right leg were severely cracked, all trickling thirium at a slow, but steady rate. The android couldn’t move her arms, both of them being zip-tied to a chain-link fence. The skin around her wounds was retracted about six inches around each, leading her appearance patchy and unnatural. The worst part was that her thirium pump had been slightly dislodged- not enough to completely cut off flow, but enough to make her feel nauseous and weak.  She’d been found and captured by an anti-android extremist group. She’d been held for days in some abandoned apartment building, calls for help and banging against the walls ignored. Until tonight. They’d told her to turn off her skin. And after that, she’d forced herself into stasis, and therefore had no memory of what really happened. When she finally woke up, she was bound to a fence behind an old warehouse, surrounded by broken pallets and bags of who knows what. She was injured, bleeding, and unable to fix her crooked thirium pump, and felt like she had been hit by a truck. And for all she knew, she might have been. Therefore, it was with a mixture of terror and relief that she saw a beam of light cut through the darkness of the night, and heard the footsteps of someone approaching. She could only hope that it was someone who would help her- if she played it safe and stayed quiet, she would die in this spot no matter what. And so, she took the risk. “ H̶ȩl̛lo?̴ ” She called, her voice weak and distorted. It was quiet, but it was the loudest she could be. Hopefully, whoever was there would hear her. Hopefully, they would save her.

[turing-tcst-blog]

≼Cont. From here≽ @inactivestatus-rq800

There were soft whispers throughout the home of Elijah Kamski, the ST200 models whispered among one another in one of the spare rooms, Elijah himself had yet to be seen for the day, while Chloe, the RT200 had finished getting dressed for stasis mode. Not that she planned on doing so tonight. Instead, she navigated her way out to the pool room, she didn't dare look outside tonight, instead, she stared at the crimson coloured water. There was... an odd feeling in the air as of recently- it was a part of the reason she didn't dare to look outside, the thought of seeing something that shouldn't be there... well it terrified her. The thought alone caused her LED to swirl before she brushed it off and kneeled down to touch the surface of the water.

[ask-connor-dbh]

*Trips and falls in front of you* Well that's awkward.

Hello… Are you in need of any assistance..?

[deviated-android-blog]

"Well don't just stand there. Go over there." [//Referring to the flirting thing.//]

Your muse notices mine being flirted with! How do they react?

The poor android looked so flustered at Connor’s comment. A blush spread across his cheeks as he quickly shook his head. He wasn’t even able to look at the person with becoming a complete mess, let alone approach them.

“Go over there? No way. I can’t.” Samuel’s gaze followed after the man who had just been flirting with him moments beforehand as the stranger walked off to chat with someone else. Oh was he cute. “Connor, I’ll get too... Nervous! And I’ll-- I’ll screw up!”

[gipudesque]

@gipudesque (Anc.) + @inactivestatus-rq800 (dark!Valentine) - thread where Ann Codman is missing

[davi-doo]

Allen's reaction to this Connor coming in to work covered in purple glitter? XD

“Did Gavin just drag you through a pride parade or something?”

[metal-detective-rq]

"I know it's not perfect, but I did follow the recipe this time." Carlos pouted at his plate of mashed tatos and squirrel bits that hadn't quite turned out. He wasnt looking forward to eating it.

Nick couldn't help it, he laughed. Poor Carlos.

Nick walked up to him.

"Here let me help you with that. I've seen Ellie make this a time or two."

[the-perfect-scientist]

@inactivestatus-rq800  replied to your post “Hands Carlos a deathclaw egg”

Nick rolls his eyes. "I'll get sole." and off to Sanctuary he went.

Carlos just stood by, holding the egg. He was too scared to hold it too close, but he also didn’t want to drop it. Hurry.

[ask-reed-detroit]

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