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waitingformessages · 5 years ago

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The RFA finds out that MC has decided not to attend the party and wants to leave the RFA (and them).

Before you read - I like to use references to the games in my writing, so SPOILER warnings, especially as this, is referencing the end of the game for each route. (Based on the Good Endings but with an obvious twist). I prefer to use the name `Seven’ instead of `Saeyoung’ unless he is being spoken to in his section. I hope that isn’t too confusing. I try my best to keep the characters in character, but I’m new to this, so I’m sorry if anything seems OOC. I take the nicknames the characters call you from the MC page of the wiki. Apologises as these are quite long, and Seven plays a semi-important role in each section(He goes into overly-protective friend mode which I love.) (expect in Jumin’s)

As Seven’s Ending does not involve the couple going to the RFA party, I have decided to make an alternative scenario for him:-

Seven’s reaction to MC who has decided to return to attend the party instead of helping him with the hacker (MC also leaves Seven)

I hope you enjoy reading, and any feedback is appreciated.

Jumin - The day was finally here, you turn in the bed and look up at the dress you had hung up when you returned to Rika’s apartment the night before. The dress was gorgeous, and the colour was sure to compliment you, just as Jumin had hoped. He had a team of designers to ensure that the dress was going to be perfect for you. You pulled yourself up from the bed and walked towards the dress. You knew that it was to be matching to Jumin’s suit, the main reason he had got the designer team to work on it, instead of allowing you to wear one of your own dresses. Your chest tightens at the thought of walking into the party and being noticed instantly as a part of a couple. You have just had a few hours to yourself, and you are not emotionally capable of dealing with the Jumin’s possessiveness and obsession of you, again. You could feel your head spinning, and a notification from your phone brings you back to your senses. A chatroom had opened, and everyone was there, chatting about how excited they were about the party. Your chest tightens again from the words Jumin was saying to you, you couldn’t understand why you were feeling this way. You thought you had feelings for him, but now your mind was rethinking your relationship with him. You continue to act excited along with the other members, but you felt uneasy when Jumin spoke directly to you. You quickly say goodbye and exit the chatroom, you take deep breaths of air to try to calm yourself down. You glance at the dress once more then make a decision. ; Jumin spoke with V and Seven about his plan to expose the Choi sisters, and his love for you. His constant glances towards the doorway of the party venue were obvious to the duo he was speaking with. Seven followed Jumin’s eyes and noticed Jaehee, with a clipboard with the guest list, he turns to Jumin “I’ll go check with Jaehee if (Y/N) has arrived yet, she might have snuck in.” Jumin gives Seven a nod before discussing with V his recent photographs. Jaehee flicks through the list looking for your name, after Seven’s request to do so. “I’m sorry, Luciel. She hasn’t arrived yet.” Seven glanced over at his shoulder, to see Jumin distracted by V, he slid his phone out of his pocket and looked at Jaehee. “I’m just going to check that she is ok, I don’t know how long that bossy woman will last, and Jumin’s plan really needs (Y/N) to work.” Seven gestures towards Glam Choi who was fixing Sarah’s hair, as he puts his phone to his ear. The phone rings out and reaches your voicemail, Seven tuts. “Is she not here yet?” Jumin had snuck behind Jaehee and Seven, his voice was different than his usual tone, hints of worry and hurt coming through as he spoke. The party was now chaos, as Jumin ordered Jaehee to try to contact you through the chatroom, Seven to track you to see what has happened and for ZEN and Yoosung to take turns in calling you. Jumin paced the area, trying to avoid eye contact with his father or his unwanted soon to be in-laws. V places a hand on Jumin’s shoulder which sets him off, yelling in a hushed voice that it’s V fault, and that you could have been taken by the hacker, that he should have not let you leave. Jumin tried to calm himself, to keep a respected reputation in front of the numerous paparazzi he had invited. ; You could hear your phone buzzing nonstop and you were getting sick of it, the notifications of someone in a chatroom desperately trying to get your attention and someone else calling you nonstop. You groan and decide to pick your phone, Yoosung’s name popped up “What is it, Yoosung?” A gasp could be heard down the phone “WHERE ARE YOU, WE ARE SO WORRIED. WE THOUGHT THE HACKER GOT YOU! JUMIN IS FREAKING OUT!” yelled the youngest member. You knew this was going to happen, Jumin would freak out about your lack of presence at the party, you couldn’t think of a response. What were you going to say? You have actually decided that the RFA is not for you? That you have fallen out of love with Jumin? It would be too much to expect Yoosung to explain to your ex-lover. You could hear a commotion from the phone, and another voice took over “My Love? Where are you, are you ok?” Your heart sinks as you hear the man you have spent the last couple days with, start talking. You feel awful that you couldn’t stay in love with him, you could tell how much he cared for you. “I’m so sorry…” you whisper into the phone, “I can’t do this anymore Jumin, I’m sorry, but I’m not coming. I want to leave the RFA, please let the others know.” You say before hanging up, not wanting to hear his response. You pull your legs to your chest and cry about the end of your short relationship with Jumin and the short time you had with the RFA.; Jumin keeps the phone to his ear, hearing the dial tone ring out, he was unsure what to do or say. The other RFA members were now looking at him, expecting him to say that you were running late or something. Jumin tries to speak, but no words could come out, he could feel a pain in his chest. Why was this happening, why did you say those things? “Hey, Trust-Fund Kid, tell us! Is everything ok?” Jumin swallowed hard, feeling his throat dry, “She’s not coming.” The members start to panic, asking if you were ok, were you sick, were you hurt? Jumin had grabbed a drink from a nearby waiter and finished it in one go. “She has quit, she decides that we… I am not enough for her anymore.” The RFA’s faces all drop in disbelief. “Ha, ha this must be another one of your jokes that no one understands right?” asks Seven, hoping that it was. “Unfortunately, that is not the case.” explains Jumin, he catches the eye of his father from the crowd of guests. “If you excuse me, I would like to return home. Assistant Kang, please apologise to my father, his guests and the paparazzi. I have suddenly become unavailable to stay at the party.” Jumin turns and leaves the venue without another word, heartbroken at your confession.

Seven - You glance out the car window as Seven drives towards a quiet area, to stop. He told you in passing that you needed to stop so that he could try to contact the agency and Vanderwood to ensure they knew they had the wrong twin and that his brother would be safe. The drive was silent, and you were alone with your thoughts, you were thinking about the party and how you were desperate to not miss it. You had spent a long time, emailing all the guests, chatting with the other members, you had even picked out your outfit! But now you were in a car driving further and further away from the party’s venue. You sigh loudly as you think about all that you will miss. The sigh gains the attention from Seven, he leans over to squeeze your hand, which makes you jump. You smile weakly then glance at your lap, where your phone was laying. Your phone had lit up, highlighting a notification, a quick unlock of the phone shows that a chat room has opened up and the other RFA members were talking. You hesitated to join as you knew they would be eagerly discussing the party, the one you could not attend. “Don’t worry” you hear from a voice beside you, “If you enter it, they won’t know you are there. I had to disable some things on your app and phone. To make sure no one can track us.” You shrug your shoulders, what else were you expecting from him? You open the messenger, and as you expected, they were discussing the party. You felt uneasy as you were able to spy on their conversation and that none of them could acknowledge your presence. You had shaken off Seven’s hand to move your phone closer to your face. He seemed confused by your action but didn’t say anything about it. You look at him at the corner of your eye as you pretend to read the chatroom. He seems so different, Seven in the chatroom was so bubbly and talkative, and now he is serious and silent, it’s weird and not in a good way. The last member leaves the chatroom, and you quickly leave as well. You lay the phone back onto your lap and throw your head back into the seat, closing your eyes. “Angel, are you ok?” you hear your `boyfriend’ ask. You nod, keeping your eyes closed, you imagined yourself at the party. Greeting all the guests and talking away to the other members, you have been desperate to meet for the last eleven days. However, the red-haired boy was not in your fantasy, you were by yourself, enjoying the party. You smile at your thoughts, you imagine yourself chatting about video games with Yoosung, musicals with Jaehee and ZEN, and Elizabeth with Jumin. You try to imagine the person next to you, at your make do party as well but it was useless, you just couldn’t picture him there. The car suddenly stops, waking you from your dream, you look over to Seven who had his head on the car wheel. “I… I better try to contact the agency. I hope they haven’t done anything to Saeran.” he mumbled, you try not to groan at the situation. You really did not want to be chasing after his long lost brother, the drama of the whole thing was too much for you. You give a faint smile to Seven as he turns to face you, obviously bothered by your silence. “Are you sure you are ok? Did something in the chatroom upset you?” He asked worriedly. Were you going to confess to him? That you want to go to the party? That you didn’t really care about reuniting his family, that you were having a hard time talking to him without regretting your choices? You shake your head, he sighs and leans over to kiss your cheek. “I won’t be long, please stay inside. I can’t let you hear the conversation, classified, you know?” he smiles at you. You reply to his `joke’ with a half-assed laugh, which you could feel him looking through. Seven picks up a bag containing a laptop and exits the car. You lay back and wiped your cheek, you look through the window at him. You fell for the Seven in the chatrooms, the one who made jokes and liked to prank everyone. The person standing outside the car was not the same man. You look at your phone, you knew everyone else was preparing for the party so would be unavailable to talk to. Still, you try anyways, the last member’s voicemail hits your ear as the car door opens. The phone is quickly turned off, and you look at Seven as he sits down. “Well, it’s done. I’ve warned the agency that they don’t have me and if they don’t be careful with him, I’ll expose their secrets.” You stare at him, you had to tell him. You just had to explain where your mind is at. “Saeyoung…” He quickly turns and smiles at you “I love it when I hear you same my real name.” Crap, you look at the floor. The courage you once had was fading. “Um… I was just wondering, what do you think is happening at the party?” You could hear him shuffle about and play around with the radio. “A broadcast should be playing about the party any time now.” You stare at the radio, and you could feel yourself start to cry. You quickly try to wipe your tears away. “Oh, no. What’s wrong?” Seven asks before placing his hand on your back and rubbing it, in a way to comfort you. You start mumbling nonsense to him about how much you want to be there and that you don’t want to be here in the car with him, and that you don’t have feelings for this `version’ of him. You mumbled in an attempt to make your words unrecognisable to him to hear. But as the hand stopped rubbing your back, you could tell he could understand what you said. You squeezed your eyes shut, awaiting a response. You could hear the car starting up and the car speeding away. The two of you sat in silence during the drive, you open your eyes and notice that you were entering the city again. “What… why are we here, Saeyoung?” you asked confused that you were not in the mountains anymore. Seven sighs “You said you didn’t want to help me, remember? You want to attend the party. The least I could do is drive you there.” You turn to him, as the car stops, seeing that he had tears running down his face. “I’m sorry, that this is how it ends.” you say before opening the car door. Seven nods in response. He quickly leaves as soon as he sees you run into the party venue. The radio announcing Jumin’s speech “...they gathered the courage to go after the truth, Saeyoung Choi and….” Seven quickly turned off the radio, wiping away his tears as he drove back to where he could find his brother.

Jaehee - You look at yourself in the mirror once before, playing with your hair thinking what to do with it. Your mind races to the night before, the argument between Jumin and Jaehee got to you. You remember that V, Seven and ZEN were worried as well, something about the hacker, which made your nerves heighten. Your head lay against the mirror, desperate for your mind to be at ease. The whole situation with the RFA was getting too much, you had to have time to yourself, time to deal with your issues. You tried to be there for Jaehee, you knew that she was stressed from work Jumin was putting her through, but you were hoping that she would be there for you as well. You could hear your phone notify you of a chatroom, a sigh escapes your lips as you go towards your phone to attend the chatroom. Yoosung and ZEN start chatting with you about how excited they were about the party and the drama that occurred the night before. You try to reassure the members that everything was ok, your heart drops when Seven jokes about Jaehee, now being unemployed. You couldn’t believe that this happened that you had encouraged it. You act excited and quickly leave the messenger, your head spinning even more. You just need a couple minutes, hours, days even to reflect on your actions, to take a breather and focus on yourself. Your outfit hangs at the wardrobe in front of you, haunting you of the event to come. You stand and remove the outfit from its place. ; Yoosung looked around the room, trying to find a name tag that had your name on it, he came up blank and approached ZEN in the hope that he has seen you. “Hyung, have you seen (Y/N) yet?” ZEN shook his head to Yoosung’s disappointment. Yoosung had seen Jaehee earlier who had mentioned how excited she was to meet you, this was going to crush her. The duo decided to split up and try to find you once more before notifying Jaehee about your lack of presence. They had bumped into Jumin during their search, who also was determined to meet you. The members start to panic, hoping that you were safe. ; You sigh as you move the last of your items into a bag, you were prepared to leave Rika’s apartment, return to your home and put this whole thing behind you. Yes, you were going to miss the RFA and your new friendships with them, especially Jaehee, but you couldn’t handle taking on their stressful worries. It was negatively affecting you, and you needed to be selfish. You could feel your phone buzz in your pocket, you had changed the app settings to vibrate, so the noise of notifications did not distract you or change your mind. You contemplate if you should answer the phone or not, you could feel your face become wet from tears. You pulled the phone out and answered. ; Jaehee frantically looked around the hall, ignoring the other member’s telling her that you haven’t arrived yet. She spots Seven chatting to a small group of guests and bolts towards him, if anyone could find where you were, it would be him. “Luciel!” she hissed in his ear, gaining his attention. “Jaehee! Let me introduce you to…” Seven says ready to gesture to the people in front of him “I apologise, but I need to speak to you urgently. In private!” Jaehee says, pulling at his arm away from the noisy party scene. Seven smiles at her, ready to make a joke at her eagerness to get him alone, but stops as he looks at the worried expression on her face. “What’s wrong, Jaehee?” he places a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. Jaehee sighs before explaining that you haven’t arrived yet and it’s been at least two hours since the party has started. Seven rubbed Jaehee’s shoulder as he pulled his phone out of his pocket so that he could track where you were. “I’m on it, don’t worry. I’ll find her. It might take a while, so go out and mingle.” He gestures with his phone towards the crowded hall containing the guests and RFA members. “Look, I can see ZEN talking to Jumin. You might need to save him, we don’t want any drama.” Jaehee faintly nodded and walked into the hall, leaving Seven to try to find your location. ; “Hi Seven, what’s up?” you ask, after seeing his picture appear on your phone. “Care to explain why you are still at Rika’s apartment and not here at the party?” His voice was serious, which brought chills down your spine. “Um…” you try to think of the right words to say. How can you explain that you decided to not attend the party, you have actually decided to leave the RFA and Jaehee behind. Seven grew impatient on the other end of the call. “Why are you not here! We are all waiting for you! Jaehee is waiting for you! Can you not understand how worried they are about you!” His harsh tone makes you jump, and you can feel yourself start to cry even more. “I’m so sorry…” you hear a commotion from the phone and another person speak down the phone. ; “Oh my! You are ok, oh thank god, What’s happened, has there been an issue?” Jaehee asks after taking the phone from Seven despite his protests. She paces back and forth, awaiting a response from you, she nibbles at her lip in worry that something serious has happened. “Jaehee…” she hears from the phone which snaps her out of her thoughts. “Yes, I’m here! Are you ok?” Jaehee replies in a rushed voice, she looked at the crowd, the place felt empty without you and Jaehee could feel the glares from Jumin burning into her soul. “I’m not coming. I’m sorry.” Jaehee held a breath unsure what to do with the news “It’s ok, I hope you are safe. I have something important to ask you. I would have preferred to ask face to face…” she says ready to tell you about her plan for the future with you. “Jaehee…I’ve always decided to not stay in the RFA. This is just not for me. I’m sorry, but I need to go.” The phone disconnects and Jaehee stares at it in disbelief. Seven stood awkwardly beside her, “What happened?” Jaehee handed the phone back to Seven, ignoring his question. She looked at the key in her hand, the one that was for the new coffee shop that you both were going to own. Jaehee’s hand trembles at the thought of her confidence and dream fading away, she glances at the crowd and spots Jumin. She prepares herself to beg for her job back and leaves Seven in the hallway.

Yoosung - You hear your phone on the table next to the bed, wake you from your slumber. The sound of a chatroom notification hits your ear, and you groan. Today was the day of the party, and you felt awful, you were worried about Yoosung from the night before. He sounded strange during phone calls and his lack of presence in the chatrooms the day before worried you. You hoped that he would be in the new chatroom to put your mind at ease, but you were wrong. You chatted with the other members, but the back of your mind kept worrying about Yoosung and your current `relationship’ if you could call it that. You thought he was stupid for running off with Seven to try to expose the hacker, but he wanted to prove himself. “How reckless” you mutter as you continue to converse with the other members, now wishing the conversation would end so you could return back to sleep. You glance up at the dress you had chosen to wear to the party when you excited a couple of days ago. But now it was a reminder of the dreadful night to come, another groan escapes your lips as you return to your phone and said goodbye to the RFA. You were prepared to put your phone back down and fall back to sleep when you noticed a phone call from Yoosung coming through. Your fingers having a mind of their own answer the call which you originally wanted to ring out. You leave the phone in your hand for a moment, as you hear Yoosung talking down the phone trying to get your attention. `Fake it’ you thought, you wanted to get the call over quickly and taking your time to answer him will not achieve that. During the phone call, you act excited about the party and listen to him talking about how much he loves you. You grimace in response and quickly end the call. You sigh and put your head in your hands, the first couple of days of the RFA was amazing. You were enjoying the attention you were receiving from all members, especially Yoosung, who seemed to have fallen head over heels for you. But now you wished you never helped that stranger, that you ignored the messages and continued on with your normal life. Emailing the guests was stressful, the mention of Rika burdened you and having to keep up with Yoosung was exhausting. You needed a holiday from it all. Yes, you wanted to attend the party and marvel in all your hard work, but then you would have to encounter all of the RFA members and hear stories about past parties with Rika. You hated the comparison, they all acted like they knew you weren’t her but still compared you to her. It drove you crazy. You felt like screaming; instead, you stood up from the bed and stormed over the dress. ; Jaehee was standing at the entrance of the party, waiting for the newest member to arrive. It has been about half an hour since the party began and almost all the guests have arrived. She flicked through the guest list once more, just in case she missed you before handing the list to a staff member so she can join the party. Seven was acting strangely and was keeping eyes on the entrance, only nodding along to Jumin and ZEN’s conversation, much to the actor’s disappointment. Your lack of presence was noticeable to all of the members and the guests were asking about the `kind person who emailed them’. It wasn’t until V came up to the trio of members that the panic sank in. “Is (Y/N) here yet?” V said nonchalantly. Questions about V’s eyesight and where was Yoosung were thrown back and forth, but V just repeated his question. “Um… no, she hasn’t arrived yet.” answered ZEN, which gained the response of a sigh from V. “I better notify Yoosung. He wanted to make a romantic gesture, but there is no point in starting it now if she hasn’t arrived.” V was about to turn around as Seven catches his arm “Wait, Yoosung is here? What about his eye?” the first words Seven spoke all night, came out shaky. V ignored the question as the other members started to ask Seven what he meant by that statement. V had suddenly started walking back to Yoosung which triggered the other members to follow, including Jaehee who had listened in to the conversation. ; Yoosung sat at a table furthest away from the party’s entrance, his hands slightly shaking from his nerves. Every now and then he would touch this bandages to make them they haven’t moved and would wince at the pain. He could see from the corner of his eye that V was returning, Yoosung prepared to hear the news that you had arrived and rose from the table. “Oh my god. Yoosung!” he heard, he gazed behind V to see the RFA members. He smiled weakly and tried to hide his bandages with his hand, hissing to V “This wasn’t the plan! (Y/N) wasn’t supposed to see me yet!” The RFA glanced at each other, unsure how to tell Yoosung that you were not here yet. “Yoosung, (Y/N) hasn’t arrived yet.” replied Jumin, as the other members nodded. Yoosung chuckled assuming it was a joke until he glanced at the group in front of him. He noticed their sad faces and that you were not with them. He was sure that they wouldn’t have left you behind yourself, so it had to be true. Yoosung stumbled back into the chair he was previously sitting at, the other members worried that he had hurt himself. “Why… Why isn’t she here yet? She said she was coming. She was so excited.” He mumbled to himself, before looking up at the other members “Why is she not here?” His eyes snapped shut as he spoke, which gained another wince coming from his mouth. V instantly turned to the RFA members and decided to find out where you were. Seven was instructed to track you down, Jaehee and ZEN were instructed to try to call your phone while Jumin was in charge of checking if you were online in the chatroom. V sat next to Yoosung as the chaotic scene played out before them. He hesitated to place a hand on Yoosung’s back, but as he saw Yoosung soften under his touch, he started to rub it, to try to comfort him. Yoosung placed his head in his hands, his mind going crazy at thoughts of why you were not at the party. ; You were sitting in the back of a taxi when you could hear your phone going crazy in your pocket, the driver made a noise of annoyance. You apologise as you pull the phone out, embarrassed by the noises it was making. ZEN’s name popped up on the phone, you quickly hit ignore but as soon as you did that Jaehee’s name popped up. You continue to reject the calls that were coming in until you see another name join the callees. The option to reject was suddenly unavailable which you gasped at, you were forced to answer this person. “Hello?” you say, you could sense the fear in your voice which gains a raise of the eyebrow from your driver, you turn away from him. If you were going to get yelled at, you didn’t want this stranger to see you cry. “How dare you!” replies the voice, it was rough and penetrating to hear. You wanted to challenge the person on the phone, but you knew better to start arguing with them. “Nothing to say, huh? Figures. Explain this to me (Y/N), I can see that you are nowhere near the party. You are not even near the apartment. Where are running away to?” Seven’s voice pierced through you, and you wince at his words. “Oh, no! Did I hurt you? Boohoo. You’ve done the same to all of us!” You couldn’t just sit there, you had to defend yourself, but how? “Seven, just shut up! You have no idea what I’m going through right now! I didn’t want to be in the stupid RFA, I didn’t want to take on Rika’s futile job, and I didn’t want to be in a relationship with Yoosung! I didn’t want any of this!” You take deep breaths and wait for a response from the hacker, ready to continue this fight. ; Unknown to you, Seven had the whole conversation from the start on speakerphone, and the rest of the RFA had heard your whole conversation. After you rejecting Jaehee’s and ZEN’s calls, they decided that when you did answer, they would put it on speaker to ensure you were ok. They were not expecting your outburst. Gasps from all the members could be heard on the phone, and they all looked at Yoosung who was now distraught. Yoosung, who had tears rolling round his face, picked up the phone. He walked away from the other members and took you off of speaker “Sweetie? I’m sorry you feel this way.” His voice cracking as he spoke. “I’m sorry you were forced to join us…We didn’t realise how draining this was for you... We… I’m sorry.” Yoosung brushed his hair out of face as he looked back at the other members who all had worried looks on their faces. “You know that I love you. I hate for you to leave like this…” Yoosung was going to continue until he heard the dial tone ring out from the phone. His face fell as he realised you had hung up on him, his lips now trembling to try to keep any sobs from escaping. He turned back to the other members and requested to be taken back to the hospital.

ZEN - You lean against the bathroom sink, hoping to calm your nerves for the event that was going to start soon. You had convinced ZEN that you should return to the apartment before the party so you could get ready, but honestly, it was because you needed to rethink things. ZEN seemed a little hesitant to let you go back, especially as he was nervous that the hacker could return. You splashed cold water in your face, in an attempt to calm yourself. You enjoyed ZEN’s company when you were at his apartment, but now that you have returned, you had realised how dramatic his situation was. The social media thinks he’s this awful person because of Echo Girl and you didn’t want to be involved with that. : ZEN had entered the venue without you, narrowly missing the mixed crowd outside. A large crowd of Echo Girl fans, paparazzi and his own fans had gathered and made it slightly difficult to get inside. He was glad that you had decided to arrive by yourself after seeing the chaos he had created, other guests had their pictures taken of but did not receive the same verbal treatment that ZEN had. Awful thoughts of what they could have said about you entered ZEN’s mind, which he quickly tried to ignore. He searches the hall looking for you, wanting to meet up with you to ensure that you were ok, you seemed a bit strange the night before, especially as you suggested doing back to the apartment. ZEN spots Jaehee talking to staff members for the event, so he decides to check in with her about where you were. “Jaehee!” ZEN said as he approached her, she turned quickly and smiled at him “ZEN, you have arrived! You look handsome as always. I’m sure (Y/N) looks gorgeous too.” ZEN could see the twinkle in Jaehee’s eyes as she examines his outfit. “Ha-ha, thank you. Speaking of (Y/N). Has she arrived yet?” Jaehee stared up at him, confused, “What do you mean? She told me she was coming with you?” ZEN assumed that you forgot to tell Jaehee about your decision last night so started to clear up the mistake and explain that you were arriving by yourself. “Huh…” Jaehee began, flicking through the guest list in front of her. “She didn’t mention this, this morning. She actually confirmed that you were attending together.” ZEN’s eyes widen, why would you tell Jaehee that? His mind races, thinking that something happened the night before that you disliked making you say that. “She hasn’t arrived yet, I’m sorry ZEN. I need to return to my post. I’ll notify you as soon as she arrives.” Jaehee says, pulling him out of his thoughts. ZEN frantically pulled his phone out of his pocket and calls your number, praying that you will answer. The phone goes to voicemail which makes him panic, ZEN starts to phone someone else to get advice. A ring could be heard behind him, “Huh. Zenny, don’t you think it’s rude to call someone who is attending an important event? Especially if they are right behind you?” Seven’s voice says both through the phone and from behind ZEN. ZEN turned quickly to face Seven. The desperation on his face becoming evident to the hacker. “Woah… are you ok?” ZEN ignores Seven’s question as he stumbles for words. “I… I need your help.” ; You could hear your phone making noises from the next room, you place the plate you were washing on the drying rack and leave to find your phone. You were preparing to leave Rika’s apartment but didn’t want to leave it a mess, you weren’t sure when the next time someone would enter it, and you didn’t want the place looking disgusting. Your phone lay on the coffee table, and it was going crazy. Suddenly a high pitch squeal escapes it, you scream and cover your ears. What the hell was wrong with it? You grab it to see a notification of someone calling you, you hesitate to answer it but prayed it would stop the awful squealing noise. “Hello?” You sigh as you hear the noise disappear, that was a weird glitch, you had to be sure to get that fixed once you leave. “Oh, it’s so nice of you to pick up.” The voice on the other end of the call was recognisable but seemed so cold you couldn’t pinpoint who it was. “My phone was in another room, I apologise.” You reply, sure that you knew this person. “That’s strange. Shouldn’t you be on the way to the party?” You suddenly figure out the voice, it was one of the RFA members, scratch that, it was Seven. You wanted to hang up the phone and turn it off so that you didn’t need to hear the discipline you will receive. “Seven, I told you to hand the phone over if you could connect the call. Don’t be so harsh with her!” You could hear another voice talk and take the phone off of Seven, oh thank god… “Princess, has something happened? Are you still coming.” You start shaking as you hear the last person you wanted to talk to on the phone, speak. You could deal with telling Seven the situation and him getting mad at you, but could you really break the news to ZEN? It would crush him. “Yeah… I’m fine” You lie, trying to buy yourself time to think of the proper way to tell ZEN why you weren’t attending. You hear him sigh on the other end of the call. “Oh thank god, I thought the hacker got to you or something. Are you on your way?” You had little time to think, but you couldn’t lie anymore to him, you whisper out a response of “No”. You could feel yourself shake even more, and tears fall from your face. You didn’t want to tell him, not now when he should be enjoying the party. ; ZEN’s mind was racing, he was thankful that you were safe, but now you were acting strange. “Are you sick? Do you need me to come to take care of you?” He said, getting ready to leave the party to come to support you. “No… I’m fine. I’m not coming to the party.” ZEN looked over at the hall as you said that, catches the other RFA members mingling. “Can I ask why?” he said, unsure if he wanted to know the answer now. “I’ve decided to leave the RFA…” ZEN turns his back on the crowd so no one could see his tears which were forming “You… you can’t do that!” ZEN breathed down the phone, trying to calm his voice to not show any signs of sadness. “I’ve made my mind up. Please apologise to everyone for me, and please don’t try to track me down.” ZEN sobs down the phone instead of replying to your comment, unable to speak. “Goodbye, Hyun. I’ll miss you.” He hears you say before the dial tone rings out. ZEN stands in place confused about the scene that just played out, tears rolling down his face as he can feel his heartbreaking.

#mystic messenger #mysme #my writing #mysme fanfic #it took me forever to finish this cause i didn't want to write Yoosung's #I didn't want to hurt Yoosung like that :(#His is also the longest cause favouritism

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wildflowerwattpad0217 · 4 years ago

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Long Time, No See: a Sherlock x OC Fanfic. My reaction after two years.

This story has spoilers for this fanfic, if you would like to read it before hand here is the link:

Long Time, No See

Masterlist

Each paragraph is a chapter.

Did I recycle names because I really did like the name Samara and didn't think it was getting enough love? Yes, I did. This is the prologue, explaining Sherlock and Samara's past together up until she leaves, moving in with her father and her 'half-brother' who just happens to be the evil James Moriarty. Then there is a cameo at the end by A.G.R.A.

This is creepy tbh. She was protecting him. So her father ended up being abusive, and to run away from it all she faked her death. Legally her last name is now Moriarty but she prefers Finley. It's always nice when you even surprise Mycroft. She's Queenie, best hacker in the world.

John trying to make small talk with Samara well she is making a firewall for the British government. John and Sherlock after finding out her sleep schedule is forcing her to go to bed. Sherlock admitted to John about being in love with her. I love Sherlock and Samara's dynamic.

A severed head in the fridge. When the blog Sherlock doesn't like is also the reason is his best friend is back with him after she read the last name, Moriarty. Sam coming to Sherlock's defense when coming to him deleting the solar system from his mind palace. She is so not bother by the fact there was a piece of glass in her face. Sherlock and Mycroft's sibling rilvarly tho. Scotland Yard is shaking at the idea of two Sherlocks.

A game of war. Moriarty. Carl Powers, their first case. Time to finish what they started. She got into the system. Botox. Her father run an insurance fraud ring.

It's time for war. He knows something she doesn't. She says she's more powerful than Mycroft and tbh she's not wrong. Moriarty isn't wrong tho. Hacking is her drug... Samara has a few ideas.

Yeah, Sherlock is going to ask about that later. That was a quick case. And a small bit of the truth comes out. Connie Prince.

Sherlock and Sam are freaking out Lestrade and it's perfect. Everyone who knows Sherlock always has the same questions for Sam. She defused that tension quickly. Sherlock has been almost killed a lot, if it hadn't been for Sam he and Mycoft would probably be dead.

This chapter just shows everyone how much pull she has any underground community. The way even the golem owes her favors and is on a nickname basis with him. The Van Buren supernova. She is going to kill her brother.

I do agree, it's time to fulfill that promise. King Midas just warned Sam about what her brother is planning. They are full siblings not just half siblings. This scene right here, proves even more to Sherlock how deep she is in the community how powerful she is that not even the assassins no matter how much they are being paid they will be loyal to Queenie.

Sherlock was wondering if her and King Midas ever dated and she was like sweetie he's gay. To which he let out a sigh of relief. She is going to the Buckingham palace in workout clothes at least it's not a sheet. All Hail John Watson, the king is sass. Samara, the bisexual icon. Irene Adler is her ex girlfriend.

Samara just saying she should have just broke it and it would have been less chit chat. She really does have a death wish, doesn't she? And Irene knows it too and annoyed with it. I forgot I made her an ex-sex addict.

She picked pocketed Sam's phone. When Sam uses Sherlock's actual first name, William. Then threatens to call his mother if he doesn't apologize. Irene Adler is dead.

Sherlock's worried about Sam. Sam fell in love with Irene, that was her mistake. She cut her brother's toe off with gardening shears. Sherlock doesn't know if he loves Sam. Never mind he does. Sam knows Irene is not dead. Sam had a rag of chloroform in her pocket, that's a little concerning tbh.

They started dating, Sam and Sherlock did. The tortured Soul reference though. If you don't know tortured soul is my Harry Potter fanfic and Athens is main character. When her brother calls her and says their parents wear assassinated. Irene Adler was sleeping in Sherlock's room. Irene pissed off Sam so she went to the gym and went Sherlock followed her he scared the shit out of her and she pinned him down.

Samara insulting Mycroft. Sam is pissed that Irene she's not even using her name she just saying Miss Adler. And Irene's just in shock everyone's in shock about how mad she is. Irene was under the command of James, her brother when she was with her. Irene admitted that she loved her but Samara said that she just realized that she never loved her and that she was a fill-in for Sherlock.

Irene Adler is dead. Her brother is calling her. She just has to go to the house to pick up some old photos of her and Sherlock that she hid underneath the floorboards. The moment she sees her brother she slaps him and don't blame her though. They're going to burn down the house that they were abused in because FUCK their father. And she is trying not to have a sibling bonding moment. And he just said shut up and listen. James was the one to put the hit out on them.

Sherlock planned romantic evening for him and Sam. So she gets a text from the American White House and then from her brother. She was a witness against her brother. Sherlock's in contempt for showing off.

James was found not guilty. Sam calling him out on his bullshit about the computer code. She is the queen of all hackers she would know if that code existed it doesn't. Assassins that Sam don't know are moving in around her and she doesn't like it. Penelope Garcia. So fun fact, there were two shows that I was debating for her to go to during the time Sherlock was in hiding taking down morarities web and one of them was NCIS LA and the one I actually went for was criminal minds cuz I thought about NCIS LA because of the fact I could explore her disguises and undercover identities but I decided with criminal minds and the FBI BAU because I just thought it would be better for her.

She just said his real first name again, he's in trouble. Breadcrumbs. The American President is offering her to work for the FBI for two year and then she'll be pardoned in America.

During the raid on Adlestone someone Chloroformed Samara and cut her wrists. She woke up in the hospital and she walked out of there. Just to see her brother's face in a cab. When Sherlock asked Sam if she 100 percent sure positive that she believes in him. I love that she just look at him and goes "Bloody hell, I am. You've been doing this longer than you have known me, Sherlock. Of course, I am sure." And I love that.

That's a good point. Does it count if they don't say his actual first name? She really just jumped out the window, didn't she? (Kitty Riley)-They won't hurt you infront of witnesses, Richard. (Samara)-Bet (Sherlock and John)- Sam no!| When she has her brother birth certificate to prove his existince. He just realized the fall wasn't a metaphor for anything. Sam just told Mycoft the key code isn't real and just realized how much he fucked up.

Sam knows something is up with Sherlock. He's on the rooftop. Sherlock is dead. Sherlock told her to accept the offer so she did. Greg is a good friend.

Hello FBI BAU. Penelope Garcia, her old friend. Fun facts, she's the one who taught Garcia how to hack, well at least in the store she did. She started deducing them already. Irene Adler. The team doesn't know she faked her death for a period of time. CIA agent Nielsen. The assassin after is the golem and the reason Irene went after her specifically is so she could get the golem off her back. And James may have a twin Richard Brooke.

Why wouldn't you do an autopsy on the criminal that almost beat Sherlock Holmes. She got her to give up the flash drive though. She just found out Sherlock saved Irene.

Sherlock os back from the dead. When they got to her apartment they has sex. Her last night in the US she played the piano for the team.

She is back in London. The people waiting for her at the airport is Sherlock, John and an old face she hasn't seen in a long time, Rose. But she's introduced as Mary. It's weird to see Sherlock flirt. Before he's so Samara at the FBI field office he didn't deduce anyone because he was so focused on seeing Sam again. They both just said no to a case. Sam was like not till Sherlock's done eating. Then Sherlock was like come back tomorrow we have plans today. They had a cute date night.

Samara and Mary AKA Rose are meeting for lunch. A.G.R.A. Sam just found out the whole team's dead. And she's Mary's maid of honor. Mary and John are taking bets on a Samara going to propose to Sherlock or is Sherlock going to propose to Samara. Telegrams. Sherlock's emotional part to his speech. Now to the funny stories. Samara really nailed it on the dot didn't she?

The major was stabbed and locked himself in his room. Sam and Sherlock are talking about their future.

A month after the wedding, Sherlock is found in a drug house. She walks into the hospital saying his full name, William Sherlock Scott Holmes. Charles Augustus Magnussen. I love Mycroft calling Samara out saying stop with that look and then her saying what luck and then him replying the look that says I know something you don't because it's connected to my past but I'm not going to reveal the until it's time. Her brother would be jealous of how Sherlock describes this criminal. Time for Samara to act like Queenie. He threatens Sherlock, she threatens his sister and his niece.

Charles is scared of Queenie. Sherlock just got shot by Mary. Samara ripped into Mary for for shooting her best friend. Sherlock knows that if Mary kills him Sam will kill Mary.

Sam admitted to being a big part of the lie. Sam explained that she is the reason Mary got in to his office. When Sam threatens every single assassin that if they even touch a member of the Holmes family they will be tortured. Then Sam admits psycho runs in the family. Sherlock just killed Charles Magnussen. Before getting on the plane, Sherlock asked Sam to move on from him. Then countrywide video of her brother saying did you miss me.

Mycroft pulled Sherlock from The deadly mission. Samara told John about Irene Adler while she was in America and Richard Brooke. Sam and Sherlock are going to be godparents. Sam just put Sherlock's phone in her bra to get him to stop texting. And they babysit baby Watson it's adorable. The Charlie Welsborough case. And something just caught Sherlock's attention.

Time for her to go to a payphone. On the other line was Ajay, cleaning Rose betrayed them. She's going to go talk to Rose. Sam had Mary tell her exactly how it played out. Now she has to talk to Ajay again.

John replaced himself with a balloon I always find that bit funny. I always find this episode funny because he goes on to lie to the sky saying that his wife's a spot and she's working for James and the just to find out she willing left him. I feel like it's all so proof that Sherlock Holmes has a sense of humor. Sherlock now knows that the bust breaking has something to do with A.G.R.A. Why is Garcia's ex calling her? He's warning her, saying she's in danger. James is alive. Her brother is alive.

Sherlock knows he's alive now, and so does Mary and John. Sherlock just found out A.G.R.A. is an organization of multiple people not just Mary's initials. He asked her to go back to the flat. Penelope Garcia now knows that Sam's brother had her ex-boyfriend at gunpoint. And Garcia just told Sam that Irene Adler is dead. Morocco. Mary forgot that Sam put tracking devices in the USBs. Queenie was A.G.R.A.s biggest secret. John just said Sam's main priority is keeping Sherlock alive. Sam is like a mother and she would be an awesome mother. Cuz she just made Ajay in the middle of pointing a gun at Mary made him give it up and threatened to smack him in the backside of the head.

Old habits die hard? I forgot I wrote that part. They really didn't think she was going to investigate Ammo? To the aquarium we go. Queenie is considered a reliable killer. Sam just pushed Sherlock out of the way of a bullet, hitting her. However, she's laughing because her jacket is made out of Kevlar. Sherlock still me to go to the hospital though.

Sherlock is going to propose. Sam suspect something and it's driving her crazy. She said yes.

She's telling her team that was back in America and about her brother they seem to be happy about the marriage but concerned about James. John convinced them to at least have a small wedding.

Sherlock was in a coma.That's my filling for the culverton Smith episode. Sherlock's secret sister. She hacked the British government to find out where Sherlock's sister was being held. The motion sensor bomb drone.

They broke into the facility, Sherlock didn't want Samara to go but Samara didn't give him a choice. Mycroft and Sam have such a brother sister relationship. And the facility has been compromised. The little girl in the plane. James praised her hacking skill to Sherlock's sister. And we are left on that scene where John's about to kill the governor.

John couldn't do it and hand it off to Sam. Sam took it without hesitation, apologized then shot him. The three are shook. Back to little girl. Sam has had enough of Mycroft's sass. Back to little girl after going into a room with only a computer. Oh shit Sam's pregnant.

Sam was knocked out before she got into the other room. And woke up in a different room without anyone else in there, well except her brother and Sebastian Moran. And Sebastian turns out to be an old fling. After her brother left, she was tortured and then knocked out. She woke up in the hospital. Samara had a miscarriage. Which led to a serious talk about them having kids in the future.

It's time for the wedding chapter. Her maid of honor is Mary. Her bridesmaids are Garcia and JJ. Sherlock's best man is John. His groomsman are Greg and his brother. Right now she's picking everyone up from the airport. The team is finding out about Sherlock's secret sister and that she was pregnant and then had a miscarriage. The vows are so sweet, they're officially married now.

He is so sweet. Sherlock can't cook and I find that funny. James has made an appearance in the flat. Lestrade came with a case. The bodies said "For Queenie" on them and you didn't want to tell Queenie.

She's confronting her crazy fan. He revealed the Oracle is alive. Oracle is the first person she ever killed it was in self-defense, but still. She's going to attempt to recruit her brother to keep on her side. James agreed to be on her side.

Samara is pregnant again. Sherlock is shook but happy. Mycroft has decided that the child will be spoiled. Greg has a thing for Mycroft. And James just found that she's pregnant.

The first ultrasound. The person claiming to be the oracle, his daughter. She didn't know how bad of a person her father was, harming 38 women.

The final chapter, it's a girl. Sacora Faith Holmes. I remember when I came up with that name for the kid, I was actually and study hall of my junior year of high school and I had everything planned out for the story in a notebook and that's what I would do during study hall. She has blue eyes. Her first word was crime scene. In the end Rosie and Sacora end up dating.

Overall, it is probably one of my better stories. I do notice in these stories I did forget to put a trigger warning. So my final rating is 9/10, took a point out for missing a trigger warning.

#Sherlock #mycroft #john watson #mary watson #AGRA #Sherlock x OC #wildflower fanfiction #wildflower stories #james moiarty #lestrade #anderson

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converginglives · 5 years ago

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Unexpected Meeting Comic Sans Power Point

@raiswanson tagged me ( @jaimistoryteller ) on their awesome power point, and while I’m sure it was for showing, I’m claiming it for doing as well. So without further ado, here it is!

Tagging anyone who hasn’t done this yet and wants to!

Update List and Written form of the slides below the cut.

My update peeps: @raevenlywrites @essagandana @lady-redshield-writes @ratracechronicler @aschenink @phantomswriting @idreamtofreality @writing-at-dusk @maximillianvalentine @whollyart @annereadsstars

Thanks for Lidiya @leavesdancing!

All slides have a dark blue to black starry night background, with white font on them.

Slide 1:

Title: Unexpected Meeting

Subtitle: Book 1 of the Ash Tree & Stormy Waters, Converging Lives Universe.

UM: Am I a WIP? No idea being edited by an editor, does that count??? Counting it!

Image of the book cover - peach colored with blooming ash tree on it

Slide 2:

Title: Main Characters

Subtitle: These boys are a mess! Literally!

Image of Luc - blonde hair man with hazel-green eyes, amber tan skin, light scarring on the left side of his face, wearing a red button down and dark red almost black jacket, with a bookshelf behind him

Assassin - well - sort of

Dropped off a building

Reason for the story starting

Confused protective PIA

Doesn’t like bed rest. At. ALL

Really doesn’t understand why he’s not dead.

Seriously. Get dropped of a tall building. See how you feel after.

Image of Jon - curly dark red to auburn hair, light skin, black glasses, gray-blue eyes, wearing a black shirt, with a red and orange stained glass window

Hacker, mechanically inclined, randomly kind

Adoptive sister picks on him for being like Tony Stark, but with a (mostly) better family

Not actually sure why he stayed in Russia

Reasons, a’course

Gets bored easily

Has lots of hobbies to make up for it

Still lonely. He’s not saying that.

Slide 3:

Title: Major Secondary Characters

Subtitle: You know, those peeps who keep popping up and affecting the effects.

Image of Aither - long wavy black haired woman, blue-gray eyes, pale skin, wearing a hot pink bikini top & fish net, with a brick building behind her

Adoptive sister

Hacker & fighter

Possibly [yep] runs a gang

She totally doesn’t see it that way though

Sass, Snark, & Sarcasm

Image of Lidiya - medium length wavy brown hair, dark brown eyes, soft pink skin, wearing a green sweater over a blue shirt, with cherry blossoms behind her.

Luc’s personal doctor

Book lover

She really wishes communication was a thing

Seriously boys, COMMUNICATE

Image of Valentin - light tan peach skin, gray-blue eyes, wavy black blue hair, brown tortoise shell glasses, two day old bristles, wearing a dark blue blazer, with lilies behind him

Great work ethics, not so great at family time

Awkward

New father is still in Shock

Seriously discovering he had a 17 year old son threw him

Slide 4:

Title: Minor Secondary Characters

Subtitle: Those in between the major secondaries and the tertiary characters. Sort of important. Maybe.

Each profile is in a thought bubble

Isaac

Luc’s Storm

IOW: Luc & Jon’s Soulmate

Genderfluid

Mostly a memory

Dayesi

Ex-KGB assassin

Luc’s closest friend

Lidiya’s girlfriend

Loves wigs & the variety it gives her.

Sparks

Aither’s boy-toy [aka boyfriend]

Street fighter

Tall soft boy

All he wants is cuddles & sleep.

Occasionally Drunk

Dimitri

Jon’s new assistant

Bi disaster

Loves his family

Horrible as a thief

Zahkar

That guy at the beginning

Plays a huge part and doesn’t even know it

100% done with everything

Slide 5:

Title: Minor Secondary Characters

Subtitle: Those in between the major secondaries and the tertiary characters. Sort of important. Maybe. Part 2.

Each profile is in a thought bubble

Gregor

He’s the cook at Valentin’s house

Pyotr would like to keep him.

Loves trying new things

Svetlana

Valentin’s housekeeper

Motherhen’s everyone

Gives everyone nicknames and diminutives

Pyotr

Luc’s right hand man

Distrusts everyone new

Particularly Jon

Tries to be intimidating.

It Fails

Also a John.

The parent Jon was closest too

Lots of handy Advice

Reid

Jon’s solicitor

Mentally Exhausted

Not sure if under or over paid

It really depends on the day

And when Jon last hacked in

Slide 6:

Title: Tertiary & Background Characters

Subtitle: A Bunch of random peeps, some of which show back up in later stories.

3 rows of wavy flags, each with two rows on the flag, the first is the name, the second the description/information

Little Birds [Jon’s Homeless Network]

Ingrid [Street kid]

Niek [Caregiver of the dead]

Masha [Valentin’s nurse]

Construction Crew [Those fixing the Apartments]

Jaren [construction crew foreman]

Kerry [Street kid]

Cannon & Hunter [Brothers & guards]

Warehouse Housemates [Street & homeless who live in the warehouse with A]

Slide 7:

Title: Plot & Sub-Plots

Subtitle: I’m sure there’s some of those floating around. . .

Each are in ovals with shadows

Soulmates & Found Family

New homes and protection

Choice. There’s always a choice. That doesn’t make it easy.

Recovery is hard. Particularly when it’s physically, mental, and emotional.

There’s a lot of grief, sadness, and sorrow. There’s also hope.

Slide 8:

Title: Any Questions? Thoughts? Concerns?

Subtitle: Seriously, I adore them, the characters answer them, come ask all the questions you want!

https://converginglives.tumblr.com/ask

Second Title: Coming Soon!

Subtitle: Comic Sans PowerPoints for:

Finding Home

Connections

Unexpected Fate

Building Lives

Slow Future

Friendship & Fate

Home Life

Fulfilling Dreams

[and maybe the other three if they ever tell me their titles]

And that’s the entire long thing!

#comic sans powerpoint #Unexpected Meeting #Sans PowerPoint Game #original story #writerblr #writeblr

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wham-bam-alacazam · 5 years ago

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Elvira Martin : Laid Bare

Name: Elvira Martin Sex: Female Nickname(s): El - This was a nickname given to her by her ex-husband Nate. She still really likes the nickname and it has a lot of icky sentimental feelings attached to it.

Ellie - A term of endearment given to her by Cait Age: 27 Sexuality: Bisexual Height: 5 foot 10 inches Weight:145 pounds

Skin tone: Elvira is very pale. She works hard to maintain her pale appearance, wearing long sleeves and carrying around a parasol to block out the sun. Scar(s): Elvira has a scar along the side of her face. It started about half way down her forehead and runs down by her eyebrow. It’s deep and left over from her days in the military doing field work. A suit of power armor exploded and metal blasted everywhere. She has a few other places on her stomach, arms and legs where the metal scarred after being removed.

Tattoos: She has one tattoo of a planchette on her high thigh that is very gothic and dark

Eye color: Brown Hair: She has straight bangs and a bob of dark black hair. She maintains it very well. Whenever she can, she does her best to wash and tend to her hair. Impairments: She needs glasses for distance. Accent/Voice: Her voice is very smooth and regal. She speaks like she is always in charge. She keeps a tone like she owns the place, whatever dump that may be. Makeup: Her makeup is heavy and always on. She wears sleek winged eyeliner that is somehow always perfectly straight. Her shadow is a dark base with purple around it and under her eyes. Her brows are filled in to keep that thin, arched look. She wears a little blush high on her cheeks but that’s about it. Her lips are always a bright, bold red color with a maroon lining. Freckles/Birthmarks/Etc.?: She had a mole on her forehead that pokes out from under her bangs.

Clothing: When she’s not in her armor, she wears a tux or a sleek black dress that she’s sewn together herself. Her armor is a vault suit with whatever she can find over it. She often wears a militia hat. She always wears her glasses. Weapon(s): Her signature weapon is a modified black baseball bat that’s been painted with her own intricate and ornate white detailing. It also has razor blades wrapped around it. She likes going in fast and hard. If she needs a gun, its a shotgun or a submachine gun. She’s also been known to use knives when need be.

Faction Affiliations: Elvira is very much so a lone wolf but she was wrapped into working with the Minutemen and the Brotherhood of Steel. She doesn’t support or stand for much of what the Brotherhood does but she can’t help but feel secure in the familiar feeling working in a military setting with power armor.

Stats Strength: 5 Perception: 5 Endurance: 4 Charisma: 7 Intelligence: 8 Agility: 3 Luck: 2

Perks: Big Leagues 2

VANS

Sneak

Hacker 2

Locksmith 2

Local Leader

Science! Addictions: Alcohol Loves:

The dark and mysterious

Honest people

Being Goth

Working on power armor

Likes:

Alcohol

Tinkering with weapons

Shotguns

Cats

Neutrals:

Comics

Morals

Armor

Faction discourse Dislikes:

Being blood soaked

Her hair being ruined

Classical music

Super Mutants Hates:

People with alternative motives

Being disrespected

Rads

Working for free Fears: Assaultrons- She had worked with too many in the past and know exactly what they are capable of, making them a huge fear of hers.

Turning into a ghoul- While Elvira has nothing against ghouls, she hates to even think about turning into one herself.

Disappearing- Elvira is terrified that she will disappear one day. That people will just forget about her and that she’s not important. Quirks: She makes a ‘tch’ sound with her tongue whenever she is thinking or judging someone. Whenever she is anxious or worried she’ll play with her hair. Backstory: She met Nate in the army. She was working in engineering with power armor and he was a soldier. They married young due to pressure from their families. They weren’t really happy but because of pressure from their families, again, they stayed together. It was a toxic relationship on both sides but it all happened behind closed doors. They tried to look normal. Had a kid. Went to block parties. Smiled and waved. But neither were happy. Nate wanted to have a kid. He wanted so badly to have a kid. Elvira didn’t. They ‘had trouble’ having a kid. Their trouble was El continuing to take her birth control. When she finally found out she was pregnant at 26, El panicked. She tried to hide it from everyone, denying it to herself. But eventually she began to show and the jig was up. Looking back, that was the only time she never fought with Nate, purely because of how doting and kind he was being, she didn’t have enough energy to fight with him. After 9 months, she had Shaun. She wanted nothing to do with him and had severe postpartum depression. She wanted to get rid of it. She couldn’t raise a baby. It was Nate baby. Not her’s. She spent days in bed, doing the minimum she could with the baby. Eventually Nate called a doctor to the house to help and they did. She shook the depression and coped with it, but she never got rid of the feeling that the baby wasn’t hers. Of course, it was hers, but it felt so foreign. She started working more and more, trying to stay away from home and Nate ended up staying home with the baby. She got questions about it at work, wondering why she came back so fast but she avoided them all. Whenever she came home, she would always fight with Nate. He was disappointed in her mothering skills. He was angry that she was never home. That she wasn’t a wife anyone. She wasn’t ever a mother. He was the one always putting Shaun to bed and waking him up and changing diapers, giving 2am feedings. She hadn’t even tried to breastfeed. They would scream at each other. She had to work. She didn’t want this. It was his fault that she couldn’t leave. His crazy religious family. It was his constant nagging and complaining that drove her to work herself to death. Elvira ended up cheating on Nate and it came to a snapping point in their relationship. That brings it up to the bombs and the events of the game. She’s slow about trying to find Shaun because she never really wanted a kid but there was always that nagging sense of motherly duty that drove her to find him and the guilt of there being a baby out there alone with a stranger. Although, she was just as much a stranger to him as anyone else. Lover’s Embrace Quotes:

“Wow you were loud enough to wake the dead.”

“I did say I’d try anything once..”

“Ow…”

“Nothing could capture this moment”

“Remind me to bring more candles next time we have a seance at the witching hour.”

“Breakfast in bed, my dear?”

Relationships Codsworth: He had always been kind to her, despite seeing the failing marriage he was involved in. He stuck around after the war and helped around the settlement because he found that he enjoyed helping people and serving. Elvira turned him over to Preston where she knew he would be happier serving. Dogmeat: Good boy. She keeps him safe at him in Sanctuary. He stays at the house and is a lap dog. Preston Garvey: Preston and her are close but it is a very business like relationship. She thinks that Preston is too uptight and too driven. He had no goals outside of the Minutemen. But it worked out for her so she sticks around. She enjoys rebuilding the Commonwealth and bringing something other than violence around. Nick Valentine: She and him have very similar humor and get along well. They go out for drinks often. She appreciates his efforts to help her find Shaun and his sympathetic ear that he often leans. He understands. Piper: She gets on her nerves. She’s too peppy and sticks her nose where it doesn’t belong. But she’s doing the right thing. Cait: Elvira gets very attached to Cait after saving her from the Combat Zone. She feels like they were cut from the same cloth. She helps clean her up and takes her all over the Commonwealth with her. They get romantically involved.

John Hancock: El and Hancock are bros in the first degree. They are very different but they go together very well. She is always ready for a drink with him. They can talk for hours and laugh and joke forever. Robert Joseph MacCready: Elvira likes how she can make MacCready squirm. He’s got a personality where she know how to mess with him and she does. She doesn’t like how weak willed he seemed to be. Paladin Danse: If Preston is uptight, then Danse is… something else. She regrettably works with him often but that doesn’t mean that she enjoys it. She tries to make the best of it but they clash heads just as much as she did with Nate. She and Danse will scream at each other until the world’s end. But when push comes to shove there is one big difference between him and Nate. El will take a hit for Danse. They have a connection on a deep level. A loyalty to something bigger than themselves, even if Elvira’s is gone. Possibly a romance here? Deacon: Little shit is everywhere and El laughs at it. She picks up on his lies quickly and plays into them. They are trouble with a capital T even if he gets on her nerves. Maxson: El and Maxson run circles around each other. They both have very dominant personalities but they don’t clash. They circle each other like dangerous and hungry lions.

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thisislakewood · 6 years ago

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→ IN CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Lillian ‘Lily’ Stone

Character Age: 23

Faceclaim Choice: Kathryn Newton

Gender and Pronouns: Female, She/Her

Birthplace: Lakewood, Texas

Birthday: July 4

Occupation: Messenger for the Stone Cartel / Hacker

Family: In favour of Stone Family

Position: Messenger

→ BIOGRAPHY

“They tried to bury you, sweet child; but, they didn’t know you were a seed.”

When coming into this world, Lillian was already different from the rest of her siblings. Her mother wasn’t Colleen Stone, but Samuel Stone was the girl’s father–something that will forever tie her to the Stones. No one knows if Samuel or Colleen knew of the golden haired child beforehand, but with seeing the baby bundled in an old blanket Colleen fell in love with her. Taking full custody of her husband’s bastard child and giving her the Stone last name she bestowed the name Lillian Hope onto her. After becoming a Stone, Colleen made it known throughout the household that Lillian is not to know where she truly comes from–that she didn’t become a Stone the same way as her siblings. The truth of her origin and the identity of her biological mother is to stay in the dark with only a handful of people knowing the truth. If Lillian were to ever learn the truth she might not look at the family in the same way ever again.

Thanks to her siblings and especially Raphael, Lillian quickly shown the basic traits of a Stone: tough as nails, loyal like a wolf, and never afraid to get their hands dirty. From an early age the youngest Stone showed she is a true tomboy at heart and had very little to no regards for dresses or anything ‘girly’ like. Due to Samuel not being around that often Lillian looked up to Raphael a lot as a surrogate father even though he is her oldest brother. At times even looked to Naomi as a mother when Colleen was busy, though that wa very rare indeed. Out of all her siblings and on who acted the closest like an actual sibling was Maverick. From him is where Lillian learned free will of the cartel and despite her brother being in the oldest Stone’s shadow, she saw Maverick quite perfectly and would follow him everywhere. Unlike their mother, Lillian didn’t show disappointment in her eyes, but admiration in them for Maverick. She looked up to the troubled Stone just as much as she did to Raphael.

Like anyone in her family Lillian quickly grew a knack for keeping her fists bruised and bloody. Oh there wouldn’t be enough hands to count how many times Raphael or Colleen would be called to the school with Lillian saying, ‘It’s not my fault his face ran into my fist.’. It was her usual excuse as a kid. Though that excuse quickly changed into declaration of putting a bully into his or her place when she gotten into middle school. She started to be more brazen with the backbone she was born with and she wasn’t slowing down anytime soon. Colleen believed the reason behind this act was from when Maverick departed from the family and Lillian she felt lost like a part of her was missing. Did she admit it? No. It was hard for Lillian to admit some feelings like that. She did best at keeping it all bottled in. The youngest Stone wouldn’t admit it or anything, but she was furious at Maverick for leaving without saying a goodbye. In anger about what had happened and learning where Maverick is at, Lillian decided she would try to confront him. Lillian had hotwired a car she stole off of main street before taking off. She was halfway to Las Vegas when she got arrested and put into a juvenile holding center. Guess who came to pick her up? Raphael. The whole car ride back Lillian was silent then something just snapped in her. She blamed him for Maverick leaving and that all she wanted was for all of the Stones to be in walking distance. From letting all this out at the oldest Stone in no way did it cool down her temper.

And so, her brazen acts got worse by the time she gotten into high school. A girl in her class was getting slut shamed and being called pathetic for what she sent to her ex-boyfriend who happened to post her text messages online for the whole student body to see. Not saying a word of her intentions Lillian got up from her table to dump her food away before making her way over to the jock table–to the ex boyfriend. Giving him a kind flirtatious smile at him, something she picked up from Naomi, Lillian boasted to the jock about how she viewed the girl to be pathetic and wanted to give him more insight on her opinion. Of course the jock was all for it and you want to know what Lillian Stone’s opinion was? In a split second the jock was on the ground with a broken nose and Lillian held a food tray that was broken in half. This act resorted in Lillian being suspended from school for the next week.

Oh how she spent her time being suspended from school. Lillian thought it would be funny to hack the school’s main frame and post some embarrassing photos of the teachers she didn’t really get along with. That and gave a few others some not so nice nicknames. Obviously she didn’t get caught, but many people bet on it was Lillian who did this hilarious deed. Despite her hobby of picking fights and knockin’ some teeth or breaking some bones, Lillian graduated with honors and with the pressure of Colleen–she did the valedictorian speech. With what she said and causing a riot of happy graduates, Lillian was escorted off the stage with a big grin on her face. When college came around or more so finals, Lillian got expelled due to selling out the answers. She had hacked into the system and stole the answers. The youngest Stone charged each student a hundred dollars and let me tell you, Lillian made bank.

After college Lillian knew where she will be heading into–something that she was born to do. It was in her blood. She decided on joining the cartel and of course she wanted go in as a soldier, but Raphael wouldn’t allow it. Colleen agreed. They both stated that she was too young for the position and so Lillian settled as the messenger. Though just cause now she was in the cartel doesn’t mean to stop causing trouble all on her own. She would still give test answers to those who asked or maybe hot wire a car for something and changing the VIN numbers.

Everyone around her knew it would get worse if she snapped, question is, when will that be? The answer is the death of Colleen Stone. Lillian decided to have a family time with her siblings and their mother, it was amazing–just like the old times. It all changed when they walked out of that place. Next thing Lillian had knew she was force to take cover after blood was splattered onto her face. Oh God she can still taste the blood in her mouth. She witnessed the horror before her and crawled over to Raphael and Colleen. Tears were streaming down her face and was screaming at the top of her lungs. She hadn’t cried over someone like this since Maverick had left. She begged Colleen to wake up and clutched onto her. The youngest Stone continued to hang onto the corpse of her mother even when the authorities arrived and when they tried to pull Lillian away, that girl put up a fight. Lillian had already broke the nose of one EMT by the time they had sedated her. She woken up in a room she shared with Raphael at the hospital and he was in worse shape than her. Defensive wounds were the only thing she had. Against the orders of the doctors Lillian escaped the hospital that night and wasn’t heard from for the next few months.

During her time away from Lakewood and a string of hot wiring cars, Lillian was investigating the Castro Cartel. Due to her investigation the young Stone found herself in Puebla.The city where the Reyes family came from. Getting herself a tiny apartment not far from where they were set up at Lillian did surveillance and hacked into their system. She wanted to know everything that was going on in that place and she learned quite a bit. During this time of grief Lillian got careless and didn’t cover up her tracks when hacking and it did come back to bite her in the ass. Literally. One night her place got sacked by three of guys and Lillian’s best guess is that they worked for the Reyes family. Of course Lillian made it out of there before they could get to her and she only could think of what they would do to someone her age. Running on foot and hitching rides back to the border, Lillian got into trouble. Or rather it found her. One of the men from the cartel found her and it was a nasty run in. Thanks to her early years of learning how to fight and having a hobby for bruised knuckles Lillian was able to defend herself before running again. This time she made it.

Arriving back to Lakewood, Lillian was found on the doorstep of the Stone house. Her body riddled with bruises and covered in blood. Lillian Stone had made it back home and in one piece.

→ PERSONALITY SUMMARY

Positive Traits: Loyal, Independent, Intelligent, Hardworking, Tomboy, Calculated, Determined.

Negative Traits: Stubborn, Aggressive, Hostile, Violent, Sarcastic, Blunt, Reckless.

#kathryn newton #rp #rpg #gang rp #crime rp #taken #stone cartel

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wo-the-wolf · 7 years ago

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Warrants for Swing- One Shot

First of all big shout out to

@yugissisterdeath

for tagging me in a post where I can make a bunch of one shots for some fun writings :D and secondly ---->

This is inspired by

@sarcasmandfoxes

and their post regarding several different human like quirks. Hope you all enjoy!

FINALLY: Do note from now on with my stories, I will specify whether or not it is a one shot, a main character following, possible warning regarding rating, as well as how many parts I THINK it might be. Enjoy!

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Concept

“The way we repair things with tape or glue or whatever. Especially when it could still be dangerous to use afterwards, like wires wrapped in tape instead of replacing them.”

Setting

Ryker Station, One of the largest Hives of Criminal Activity (Essentially a second Citadel, or Omega Station for my fellow Mass Effect fans).

Demographic: Mostly Dangerous Criminals and Spice Traders, species level are highly mixed.

Galactic Location: Outer Rim, Southern Quadrant.

Characters

Name: Veccoth Re’zora

Nickname: ”Vec”

Species: Saurian, humanoid Lizard like being.

Age: 32

Occupation: Ex-Special Operations Counter-Terrorism Unit, Currently Detective

Name: Quinn Tethras Emrick

Nickname: ---- Species: Human Age: 32

Occupation: Ex-Black Ops Sargent Specializing in Wetwork, Currently Detective

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The music pounded away in a club filled with night owls of all different species, all out enjoying their evenings, some gambling and drinking, and others making their shady deals. Ryker Station was as it seemed, a place for criminals of all types to hide; From simple thugs and smugglers, to war profiteers, high stakes gamblers, and drug kingpins. Assassins and hackers galore, any criminal worth their salt would find refuge somewhere in the glowing casinos and hotels, or the grubby underbelly of the stations bowels.

It was here Vec and Quinn, our two Citadel Detectives, found themselves sitting at a table above the gambling den, watching over the suits and their cheers for the high rollers. “Ah the night life of casinos and strip clubs alike. The music is really what takes me back to when I was younger. All those bright lights, the electronic swing, the lower sections and the dark bass. Oh it takes me back Quinn.”

“Back to when you were smuggling guns and dope or?” Quinn leaned back in her chair, arms folded and keeping her sunglasses on. The glasses brightened a bit and showed her a HUD, scanning Vec who grinned at her comment.

“Back when my scales were nice and bright.” He chuckled before also putting on a pair of sunglasses.

“CT’s really hit home with you,” Quinn smirked.

Vec shrugged and opened his mechanical arm, taking a look at it before resting it on the table, “I’m certainly quite the catch, ask any lady on the Citadel.”

“Templar Squad, please focus on your objective,” a digitized voice stated. A red woman with red hair literally on fire appeared on their left portion of their eye glass screen. An AI, frowning at them, “Target Objective: Wasp is moving to your sector. Krusheayle Lien. Here is his picture,” she brought up a picture on both of their lenses to show a human, Asian, and probably in his early 40′s.

“We got it Ruby, just let me finish my cocktail real quick,” Vec smirked as he sipped on a bright clear liquid, topped with a festive little umbrella. From the front of the dance floor, their intended target entered the room with his entourage of four armed guards. He calmly walked around the dance floor, unaware of the hunters now stalking their prey.

“Agent Vec, please use reason, you must begin pursuit now if you are to catch him.” Ruby frowned, arms behind her back as she insisted.

“For thousands of years my species were the king predators of our world, let me decide when it’s right to strike,” he downed the last of his drink, as the target passed under them and continued on his way to another door.

“Agent Quinn?” Ruby inquired.

“Like now,” Vec chuckled before throwing the glass at the DJ. The cup shattered across his head, knocking him out cold as he face planted the DJ both, changing the music to something a bit more adrenaline inducing.

“Section, move in,” Quinn ordered, as the agents witnessed their target suddenly turn and look panicked. From behind them, the doors opened and two Cageth aliens moved in, executing the guards with silenced weapons and grabbing the target, pulling him back through the doors.

“Roger Agent Queen, target is secured, moving to extract.” a response came from their radio.

“When did they get there?” Ruby questioned with a frown.

“Too many people on the floor, we called for back up. Vec get moving on the door.” Quinn pointed down the walkway they were on at a maintenance entrance.

“You got it,” he smirked before leaping to action.

Upon getting to the door, Vec continued to try to get it open, but was becoming more frustrated as it wouldn’t budge. “Damn, security probably got a bead on us and is locking things down, it won’t open.” Vec growled.

“Hurry up,” Quinn nudged him along before seeing guards coming out of both doors. “Shit, Section we got bad guys inbound from your last location, respond, Over?”

“We are good, Agent Queen, moving to Extraction, enemies are right behind us but obstruction should be minimal.” The Cageth responded over the sound of blaster fire.

“Keep safe, Section.” She ordered before seeing the guards begin to point at them. “We don’t have time,” she brought her leg up and slammed it into the control panel for the door.

“Hey what the hell are you doing?!” Vec shouted before the door slid open. “That was sheer luck.”

“Come on we’ll argue later.” she said before stepping through and hitting the emergency lock on the door. It swung shut, and they nodded before heading off through the tunnels. Soon the alarms along the station in their area began going off like crazy, alerting every guard and thug looking to earn some favor with the local Kingpins. “Come on move!” Quinn shouted as they both ran into one of the hanger bays where a ship waited for them. The Cageth from earlier waved their hands for them to hurry and board, before opening fire at guards turning the corner to make an attempt at stopping them.

“Up and Adam,” Vec yelled as he had hopped on and turned to give Quinn a hand. The ship was already off the ground and preparing to depart, and as Quinn loaded up she hearing the tearing of flesh rip through the hull of their transport. Their Cageth alley had been shot in the arm, tearing open a massive gash in his arm.

The ship blasted away out of the hanger, Objective in the back and under guard as Quinn scrambled over to their injured comrade. “Shit, Medic!”

“We have no medical supplies aboard this vessel, we will shortly aboard the cruiser.” one of the other Cageth replied.

“He won’t survive that long with this bleeding,” Quinn shook her head before digging around in her bag, “Fortunately for us I have a solution,” she finally pulled out a roll of Duct Tape.

“What the hell? When did you start carrying that?” Vec looked at her with utter bewilderment.

“I always carry Duct Tape, it’s mother nature’s greatest bandage,” Quinn bit away at it and began wrapping it around the Cageth’s arm.

“That is highly dangerous, when you tear it off he will bleed again,” One of the other Cageth cocked his head to the side, as confused as Vec.

“It’ll keep him from bleeding out till then, besides my old man showed me how to keep your car doors on tight with Duct tape and industrial glue.” She replied as she finished wrapping his arm. “There. . . You’ll live,” she nodded, proud of her work as the bleeding was stopped temporarily.

“Damn that’s.... Remind me never to go driving with you on our day’s off, unless it’s my ride.” Vec shook his head, “I always wondered what the hell was on your car door.”

“My car is fine,” she rolled her eyes.

The ship continued to their large cruiser, loading up and shipping out before station security could come and pick a fight with them. What happened afterwards, is a story for another time.

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HEY YOU! How’s it going? It was a pleasure to work on this arch of the short stories I’m doing this to pass time during my last year of university. Once again don’t forget, if you have any prompts you want me to work on just send me them, tag me in them, anything at all! I will put them in the que if I like em! All my stories are connected so never fear, old characters will always come back! Until next time, Fly safe fellow Explorer’s of the unknown.

#HUMANS ARE WEIRD #humans in space #humans are space orcs #humans are space oddities

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pandorasvalley-rpg · 4 years ago

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… … YUN HAESEONG

27. the hacker. black star affiliate.

biography.

“they call me a menace they say that I’m cursed but somethin' about me is makin' 'em jealous so listen and learn”

01. born and raised in the city of dust, he was just a child way too fascinated with technology; only son of a nameless couple, he never had any bright prospects for the future - but he went against all odds and twisted the stars in his own favor, slowly succumbing to a life of crime.

02. stripped of his old name and identity, he created himself a persona that couldn’t be torn down; that’s how yun haeseong was born, a broker of information, a spy, cunning, impertinent, quick, with connections in just the right places to get him to the city of iron, where he could achieve the things he worked so hard for.

03. he went into the underground, with a teenager’s most honest interest soaking up all the knowledge that he could get his hands on; his attention solely focused on technology, he quickly grew from a competent eavesdropper into a great hacker - but he got drunk on this newfound power and that made him careless. he left a trail - and the eye of the authorities turned on him, forcing him back into the shadows, into hiding.

04. he spent that time on researching the making of androids; fascinated by them and the possibilities that human augmentation could give, he started dreaming of a customized one that would give him the upper hand above everyone else - and no matter the cost, he had to get it.

05. that’s how he got affiliated with the black star: a favor for a favor. but he’s finally where he wanted to be all this time; all this took was way too much iron and way too much pain - nothing that wouldn’t be worth it in the long run.

file.

“cause i’m surrounded by cowards and i don’t give a fuck when i walk into battle and that's why i got all the power i’m where you wanna be”

BASICS.

FULL NAME: yun haeseong. NICKNAME: “the ghost”. AGE: twenty-seven. BIRTH DATE: data not available. BIRTH PLACE: city of dust. GENDER: nonbinary. PRONOUNS: he/him ORIENTATION: bisexual. OCCUPATION: hacker, information broker.

FAMILY.

PARENTS: data not available. SIBLINGS: data not available. PET(S): none.

PHYSICAL.

FACE CLAIM: lim jino. EYE COLOR: black. HAIR COLOR: black. HAIR STYLE: mid-length, sides shaved, disheveled. HEIGHT: 6’3” (192 cm). TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: heavily tattooed, the most notable ones are on his neck, face, chest and hands. multiple piercings in his ears, one in his nose. NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: a bunch of scars scattered on his whole body, the iron skeleton of his augmented piece down his spine.

MENTAL.

AILMENTS: mild insomnia, post-augmentation pains. INTELLIGENCE: high. witty, quick, manipulative. LIKES: working on new augmentations for himself, alcohol, holding the power in his hands. DISLIKES: stupid people, complications in his plans, post-augmentation pains. DISPOSITION: cold, sarcastic. strong sense of self-preservation. charismatic, easily connects with other people.

ABILITIES.

FAVORED WEAPON(S): handguns. WEAPON SKILLS: 9/10. above average, trained by an ex-soldier. COMBAT SKILLS: 4/10. below average, his augmentation makes him sensitive to hits. THREAT LEVEL: 7/10. dangerous to those who have something to hide; a moderate threat in physical fights.

headcanons.

“ain’t no one ahead of me all of my enemies made a decision it's better to follow me i make no apologies”

05. rumors say he has some assets located in the lady love; probably because he spends a lot of time there, mostly sitting around in a corner in the company of some droids and shady figures - some say his apprentices, but he never confirmed nor denied that part.

01. he’s fluent in both english and mandarin; also knows kurdish and arabic to a certain extent, but definitely understands more than he can say in either of those. in his free time he’s working on an extension to his augmentation that would make it easier for him to pick up new skills - mostly in the language department.

02. he never picked a side in the war, considering it a waste of time and resources; although he works for every single side available, depending on who offers more for his services. despite his affiliation to the black star, he somehow managed to also stay on neutral ground, of which he’s fairly proud of.

03. except augmentations, his second biggest field of interest is magic; he’d like to get his hands on a magical artifact to do research on it and understand its’ ways - and if there was a mage willing to teach him more about the whole thing, he’d surely strike a deal that would benefit both of them.

04. his closest companion is an android he created years ago, when he was forced into hiding; it’s working on an experimental code created by him and serves both as his bodyguard and a security getaway if things ever went south for him again.

augmentation.

“in a world riddled with conflict hate that you need me wanna destroy me but you can’t you're gonna deploy me in the end better believe that i'ma be me 'til the death of me”

01. he’s the only and proud owner of an augmentation enhancing his hacking hardware; he spent almost six years researching cybernetic and android technologies, medicine and hardware building to create the appropriate augmentation - and also convincing the right people that it has a chance to work out and won’t kill him in the long run.

02. it consists of dozens of implants built into his spine, skull and also his left hand, allowing him to hack and steal data merely by touching the hardware he plans to steal from. Since he uses the best technology available, the process rarely takes more than a few minutes, even at high amounts of data downloaded.

03. since the technology is highly experimental, it’s also unstable; he frequently has to go back to the person who installed it for minor fixes and changes of the burnt out pieces - since he’s still not fully in control of the power of the whole augmentation. over-using it also causes him heavy headaches, hence he’s trying to use it cautiously, doing the most of his hacking jobs still in a stationary way.

04. in the future he’d like to expand it to a whole, better working system, allowing him to never be forced to use a stationary computer again; but every attempt failed miserably until now, having him hospitalized twice on intensive care.

05. the way his augmentation is built in also makes him sensitive to physical damage, at least until he figures out a way to stabilize the technology; after all damaging the right pieces could paralyze or even kill him. that’s why he also destroyed all the blueprints of it, storing everything just in his head - and on encrypted notes, scattered around various places in the whole valley.

#hacker #yun haeseong #scifi rp #original rp #skeleton rp #former

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weeklyhumorist · 4 years ago

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80s Movies Mash-Up

Full Metal Jedi

A young farm boy named Luke leaves his boring home planet to join the toughest branch of the Rebellion in the hopes of becoming “the first kid in his sector to get a confirmed lightsaber kill.” He soon learns in basic training that getting there won’t be easy. Luke will have to endure the stern and scary presence of his senior drill instructor Obi Won Hartman who teaches his recruits how to use the Force while he hurls profane insults at them at the top of his voice like, “Only womp rats and ass bandits come from Tatooine and you don’t much look like a womp rat so that kind of narrows it down.”

Luke is paired with a slower, dim-witted cadet named Anakin who the sergeant cruelly nicknames “Vader Pyle” branding him as an idiot. Soon the sergeant starts punishing his fellow recruits whenever Anakin messes up and the whole platoon assaults Anakin in his sleep by using their force powers to make Anakin whip himself with a bar of soap wrapped in a towel. Anakin begins to improve even beyond Luke’s abilities but Anakin’s new found powers take over his sanity and turn him into a homicidal maniac who murders the sergeant before turning the lightsaber on himself.

Luke is sent to Hoth to fight for the rebellion as a journalist capturing the harsh realities of war from the front lines. He writes “Born to Force Choke” on his helmet and a peace button on his body armor as his way of speaking out about “the duality of man.” The hard lined Gen. Rieekan notices the pin and berates Luke saying the Rebellion is occupying Hoth because “in every tauntaun, there is a human trying to get in it in order to stay warm.”

Luke reunites with his basic training recruit Pvt. Flyboy who’s joined a rogue squadron called the Lustgamorrean Squad that includes a brooding, bullish, hairy meathead named Wookie Mother. Luke joins the squad as they are sent to monitor activity on Endor where they eventually get pinned down by a sniper who kills Flyboy and other members of the squad. Eventually, they fight their way into the sniper’s nest and kill the gunman who turns out to be a small, orphaned Ewok.

The Running Elephant Man

Acclaimed British actor John Hurt takes on the title role of Joseph Merrick, an English man suffering from severe physical deformities caused by a rare, 21st century illness called Pachyosteosclerosis. He becomes a police helicopter pilot for a corrupt police state who frames him for opening fire on innocent protestors during an adorable British orphan riot. He escapes by forcing a woman named Mrs. Kendal to be his hostage before both are captured while trying to flee the country. Merrick is thrown into a work camp where he befriends renowned surgeon Frederick Travers.

During this dark time where death and truth are twisted for control and the public’s entertainment, the most popular show on TV is a reality game show called The Running Man. Contestants are picked from prison and given a chance at winning their freedom if they can survive a gauntlet of ruthless killers known as “stalkers”. The show’s ruthless host and producer Damon Killiam played by Sir John Gielgud offers Merrick his shot at freedom and when Merrick accepts, Killiam double crosses him by sending Travers and Mrs. Kendal into the game with him.

Merrick and his spandex sporting team of underdogs fight through a series of chainsaw wielding, electricity shooting, flame throwing stalkers winning over the crowd that usually bets on the show’s roster of fighters. Killiam offers Merrick a chance to become one of the show’s star stalkers along with a beachfront condo and a hefty salary but Merrick declines. He pulls a security camera off the wall and yells in Killiam’s virtual face, “I’m not an animal! I am a human being! I’m a man who’s going to ram his fist into your stomach and pull out your goddamn spine!”

The three go off the grid and Travers discovers a way to hijack the show’s broadcast. He hacks into the studio’s satellite feed by pretending that the control box is a patient with typhus. Travers obtains the password to hijack the feed and tells Mrs. Kendel to remember it just before he’s killed by the electricity slinging Dynamo.

The network decides to fix a fake video of Merrick’s death to placate the audience. Merrick and Mrs. Kendal find an underground hacker den that’s willing to broadcast the undoctored footage of Merrick’s frame job. They break into the studio after the fake video airs shocking the audience who thinks Merrick has died. They chase off the audience and get in a shoot-out with police leaving Killiam alone on stage with Merrick. Killiam tries to tell Merrick he was just giving the audience what they want by putting a deformed warrior on TV. Killiam realizes he’s been bested and that he underestimated Merrick who is about to launch Killiam into the grid to his inevitable death. Just before Merrick does, Killiam panics and tells him to “Drop dead.” Merrick remarks, “My life is full because I know I am loved” before launching Killiam down the chute and to an explosive death.

Born on the Friday the 13th

During one of his many rampages on the camp staff of Camp Crystal Lake, Jason Voorhees is shot in the back by a camp counselor. He manages to fight through his seemingly fatal wound and take out a couple of counselors before a second shot sends him to the ground in a catatonic state. He wakes up in the camp hospital that’s been slashed financially to the bone by President Nixon’s administration. He fights with the staff to get him to save his machete throwing arm because they won’t allow him to kill like his mother taught him to and he often has flashbacks about the one night that a horny teenager bested and almost killed him.

He recovers but is confined to a wheelchair paralyzed from the chest down. The camp feels so bad for the homicidal maniac that they hold a rally in his honor. They invite him to speak but forgetting that he’s unable to speak, Jason sits before a quiet crowd confused at his behavior and what they are even doing there. The sound of a helicopter causes him to flashback to the night that took his body as the whirling of the helicopter blades reminds him of the “whooshing” sound made by his powerful machete swinging. He starts to feel remorse for the lives he took. Jason turns to booze, drugs and prostitutes to cover the guilt with the numbing feeling his vices produce. He moves back into his rundown shack where he fights with the remains of his dead mother questioning her motives for the values she instilled in him and forced him to kill for mother. She breaks down and throws him out of the shack.

He befriends another ex-serial killer named Charlie played by Willem Dafoe who was also paralyzed by one of his escaped victims and the two imbarge on a drug and drinking binge in Mexico. They get stranded in the desert by a cab driver because Charlie killed him with a spear and the two get into a fight over the atrocities they committed. Charlie spits in his face and Jason tries to spit back but forgets he’s wearing his hockey mask. The two struggle and fall out of their chairs.

Jason returns to the States where he sobers up and realizes he has to face his past and admit to his mistakes. He visits the family of the teen he failed to kill and apologies for not doing his duty. The family falls short of forgiving him but the mother says she understands his pain. He turns anger and grief into a driving force of protest against camps for not doing more to protect their staff from people like him. He’s dragged out of a convention for the camp’s presidential election. His staunch activism leads him to write a book about his harrowing experience and is hailed as a hero for speaking out against the camp that made him carry such a heavy emotional burden.

Ferris Bueller’s Nightmare on Elm Street

Popular teenager Ferris Bueller is awakened by his parents before school. He coughs and sounds weak as he attempts to get up but his parents insist he stay in bed because he’s too sick to go to school. Meanwhile his sister Jeanie has a nightmare that she’s being pursued by a mysterious figure with burned skin wearing a red and green sweater and a bladed glove who chases her down and slashes her across the chest. Her injuries are transferred to the real world where an invisible Freddy drags Jeanie’s screaming body to the ceiling before dropping her to the floor in a bloody heap. Her parents scold her for mocking his brother’s illness and insist she get dressed for school.

Ferris talks to the audience about a dream he just had about the same mysterious figure from his sister’s dream before sharing his rules for avoiding school by faking an illness. Some freshmen from the school begin talking about the mysterious dreams and injuries that the school’s rumor mill claims Ferris has suffered. When one of them calls to check up on Ferris, he realizes he’s not the only one having the dream so he calls his best friend Cameron who is actually sick to pick him up so they can go to a sleep clinic. Cameron also scams the school into letting Ferris’ girlfriend Sloane out of school by pretending to be her father. They leave the car with two parking garage attendants who take it out for a joyride.

Ferris convinces Cameron to let him drive his father’s super rare 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California for their impromptu day off so they can pick up Sloane without anyone recognizing them. The three fall asleep at the clinic where Ferris dreams about the mysterious figure again and wakes up just as he attacks him. His injuries in the dream are transferred to the real world along with the figure’s Fedora hat which has a tag on the inside revealing his name: Freddy Krueger. Ferris makes it back home in time for his father to call and he confronts him about Freddy. Ferris’s dad breaks down and tells him about the man in his dream who was the high school’s evil vice principal. Years ago, the parents killed Vice Principal Krueger in a warehouse for flunking so many of their children for unfair truancy punishments.

Ferris and his friends figure the best way to avoid Freddy is to stay awake for the entire day so they venture to downtown Chicago to a fancy restaurant where they scam a free meal out of a snooty maitre-d, the Art Institute of Chicago’s art museum and a Cubs game where the Cubs’ poor performance almost puts them to sleep. They realize they need to confront him assuming that the vice principal pursuing him for skipping school is real.

Freddy tracks down Ferris to his home where he thinks he’s hiding out during his “day off” to kill him for skipping school and breaks into Ferris’ house losing his shoes in the muddy lawn in the backyard. He’s fooled by one of the booby traps Ferris set for him consisting of a mannequin in his bed that rolls over when he peeks through the door and a snoring sound effect played on a loop in Ferris’ synthesizer. Freddy also encounters the family’s attack dog who chases him out of the house.

Ferris, Cameron and Sloane get the car back where they realize the mileage is different from the one that Cameron’s emotionally abusive father will definitely notice. They try running the car in reverse to push back the mileage but when it doesn’t work, the usually depressed and emotionally repressed Cameron starts kicking it before realizing that he needs to confront his dad. Freddy catches them skipping school and is about to drop the boom on them by stabbing and then expelling them from school when Cameron leans on the car causing it to run Freddy over through a window and into a ravine beneath the house. The three stare at the heap in horror.

Suddenly, Ferris wakes up and realizes the whole adventure was just a dream. He’s greeted by his parents who’ve just returned home to check on him. He hears the distinctive horn of the Ferrari outside and tells them he is feeling better and would like to join his friends for their afternoon “study group.” Ferris joins Cameron and Sloane in the red Ferrari as the doors lock and the windows roll up of their own accord. The convertible roof closes on top of them showing the same red and green pattern as Freddy’s sweater. Freddy’s unmistakable laughter can be heard as they are driven away screaming in terror. Ferris’ parents wave goodbye to the kids from their doorstep as Freddy violently yanks them through the mailslot.

Do The Right The Thing

A UFO crashes into the street of Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn on the hottest days of the summer. Mookie, an undriven pizza delivery man for Sal’s Pizza run by an Italian family, starts his day greeting his family and various members of the neighborhood. A stray dog that doesn’t appear to be one belonging to anyone in the neighborhood runs past him as a helicopter crashes in the background. Sal takes in the dog who Mookie finds creepy and unnerving for some reason. Mookie’s sent on a delivery to a nearby neighborhood only to discover that the entire neighborhood has been demolished and abandoned. He also discovers a large block of melting ice that appears to have been thawed out from the inside.

Mookie returns to the pizzeria to discover that the dog had eaten and assimilated some of the other neighborhood dogs. Sal and Mookie realize the dog had been around for most of the dog and could have made a copy of one of the neighborhood residents. Mookie’s friend Buggin’ Out shows up announcing that he’s starting a boycott of Sal’s for taking in the dog and creating the rising tension in the neighborhood. He gets support from the boombox toting Radio Raheem and Smiley.

Later that night, Radio Raheem and Buggin’ Out confront Sal in his restaurant forcing him to reveal if he’s an alien by blasting Public Enemy on a boombox. He insists that they give him some of his blood so they can apply heat to it to see how it will react. Sal loses his temper and smashes the boombox with a baseball bat. Radio Raheem and Sal begin to fight in a struggle that spills into the street. Two police officers break up the fight and unfairly target Radio Raheem and kill him in front of a full crowd while trying to apprehend him. They flee the scene with Raheem’s body while the crowd confronts Sal who begins to shake until his head splits open in the shape of a giant claw that engulfs Buggin’ Out. The crowd forces Sal into his restaurant and things get violent when Mookie tosses a trash can containing a loaded stick of dynamite into the pizzeria burning it to the ground presumably with the alien creature still inside of it. Mookie shows up the next day to the smoldering remains of the building where he meets Smiley neither of whom know if the other has been assimilated by the alien creature.

Revenge of the Scanners

Lewis and Gilbert, two nerdy friends who have a unique ability to make people’s heads explode using telekinesis, are about to attend their first day of college. They soon realize that the college’s football team rules over the campus through intimidation and bullying. The two get a dorm room together but are thrown out when the team’s frat house burns down during a drunken party. Lewis and Gilbert explode the heads of the entire football team and their overbearing coach.

80s Movies Mash-Up was originally published on Weekly Humorist

#1980s #80s #funny #mashup #movies

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huge6s-blog · 7 years ago

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RANDOM FACTS ABOUT THE MUN.

Repost, not reblog! Tag 6 muns you would like to get to know better when done!

Name: Kaitlyn! Please, for the love of god, never use it.

Nickname: Katy, Kat, variations; (Katydid, Katybug, Kitkat, etc.) But if you wanna call me something else, that’s fine too!

Age: 22! Simultaneously too old and a wee bab, lmao

Faceclaim: Not something I do! I could never pick just one, besides maybe my own face! (I’d thought about using Shuu Iwamine or Rize Kamishiro before, if that says anything haha)

Pronouns: Your highness/My liege She/Her! But “they/them” is good too.

Height: ~5’6”-5’7”; I can’t remember the last time I checked.

Birthday: Poppin’, obviously March 30th.

Aesthetic: Purple and black?? EGNautilus scientists tittering excitedly over adorable or exciting sea creatures. Omnipresent Mountain Dew cans, fast food and colorful kneesocks. 2AM adventures on clear nights in summer that last until dawn starts sending it’s first beams into the sky. Spacey FPS games and cutesy RPG and Pokemon games interspersed throughout. Weathered frames and tired eyes. ROBOTS… I have no idea, man. A lot of things!

Last song you listened to: “The Thief and the Moon” by Shawn James!

Favourite muse(s) you’ve written: kfkjdf. Sixes definitely counts,, Uhh. My first was a canon-divergent Eridan, who I’d played before Act 6 was even close to being a thing! And he was a lot of fun. Accidentally made a “do not that” meme that still sometimes plagues me to this day ldkfdk A dream-bubble/dead Karkat who’d been murdered in his timeline’s Gamzee’s rampage and only had one eye, he was a biiiig favorite. I loved having enough energy for that all; typing that much shittalk??? Was one of the most fun things I’ve ever done in roleplay, holy shit. Entire fucking PAGES of just these absolutely USELESS rants because that nubby little shit had so much passion for it. Fuck. I loved Karkat. A bloodswapped, cobalt-blooded Karkat who was also post-game for a pre-established timeline where trolls and humans co-existed on the same planet(s). He was a Thief of Blood and a massive asshole; at his worst, he was manipulative, isolative, vengeful, restless… But also, he was a really big dork??? He LOOOOOVED spy movies and probably popped boners regularly for Black Widow and James Bond or the Kingsmen. Fucking nerd. He fancied himself a spy; his best friend was a badass hacker, and they’d (F)LARP together as a stereotypical “you hack, I’ll infiltrate” team. Before Earth, he never cared about Christmas, but one year his richass neighbourhood started putting up flashy decorations and he got jealous, so he stole a shitton of them to make his own house look the best. He’s so… So stupid. I love him so much. And of course, jumping off the Homestuck bandwagon; I have Lv/Hadz! My dorky, sadsack pun machine. A (sort of, mostly) secret post-genocide Sans; the Bad Run™ had been reset after completion, but something went wrong, so he remembers it. Still, he’s been running for like, two years now! So he’s had a lot of time to go and bury all that as deeply as monsterly possible lmaooo. He’s distrusting, paranoid, and isolative himself; but he’s probably the most all-around good guy on this list. He just wants to get on with his life and never have to fight anyone ever again, lmfao. I… I also have a few OCs, but you’ll have to pry those out of my cold, dead hands. … Carefully. With lots of reassurance. (I’m very shy…)

What inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on): I like… Undertale. And I like Underfell enough that once the idea was presented to me, my mind kinda ran away with it, haha. It started with Hopper, my weird UF Sans! But it feels like every time I approach the AU I have slightly different ideas for it, pfft. I guess with Sixes, I wanted to step away from the skeletons for awhile! I was really excited about messing with Mettaton for it, because I… Really liked listening to the radio for awhile, haha. I thought it’d be kind of cool if instead of being really excited to be seen flaunting himself across a television set, he wasn’t so happy with how he turned out physically, and made his influence a little less directly visible. It fit in well with the seemingly common theme of conflict in Underfell, and things just really exploded from there! It’s hard to summarize in just a few short words. That said, Sixes probably wouldn’t have a blog at all if it wasn’t for tumblr user wibler’s- Sixes’ Sans!- mun coaxing me into giving it a shot! She has a lot of faith in my creative abilities. I dunno what I’d do without her support through the past few years, heheh. She’s neat.

What are your favourite aspects of your current muse: LOUD ANGRY ROBOT LMFAO Shit though, I dunno! I like writing a character who goes through the bipolar disorder motions, the manics and the depressives. I love watching him go hot and cold on characters as he flipflops through his impulses and subsequent regrets. I love that in his timeline, everyone knows him while he himself actually… Hardly knows anyone at all. He’s made himself untrustworthy, and in turn doesn’t trust anyone, either, so he hardly ever opens up beyond… You know. Angry screaming, or shameless flirting and flattery, ignoring personal space bubbles… I love that his Sans being absent kind of smacked him on the nose, because that was someone he was actually making a connection with, but tried to play it off like Sans was just another moment in his life so he kind of treated him like a dick lmao. Deadass knew the poor little dude had anxiety issues and scared him on purpose, made joking death threats, joked about flirting with his shittyass brother… Sixes was such a prick. Fuck. And he realizes that! And after ditching his family just to have a cataclysmic fallout with his other BFF, Alphys, Sans disappearing… It’s something he blames himself for. It kind of sobered him up a little to the way his actions affect people. AND DESPITE EVERYTHING, HE STILL USES HIS CAMERAS (THAT HE STOLE FROM ALPHYS IN A PETTY FIT) SCATTERED ACROSS THE UNDERGROUND AND HIS SHITTY TRAP ROOMS IN HOTLAND TO PUBLICALLY HUMILIATE RANDOM CITIZENS IN A WIPEOUT-ESQUE PODCAST ON THE UNDERNET. At least that assholitude earns him money, though! Fuck. I also reaaallly love how different AUs bring out different aspects of his character, but that’s a rant for another time or place! Hoo. I dunno, man. I could go on about Sixes for like, ever. He’s a really fun muse.

What’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: I’m… I’m not even gonna lie, a lot of it is the positive feedback lmao. I don’t, uh. Do much these days, creatively or recreationally speaking, and I don’t really have a lot of friends IRL… Er, any, actually, if you’re only counting closehand. All my friends live hundreds of miles away, and it sucks. But this is… Simultaneously social and creative. I get to talk to people, and make friends, and toss creativity back and forth with people, and it’s really fulfilling. I love to be a part of other people’s creative processes! I love seeing what other people do with THEIR characters, and when we all??? Interact??? Mother of God, it’s such a treat! Everyone’s so creative and impressive and inspiring… And hearing/seeing us all go back and forth about what we admire in each other… I’m pretty happy with just being a part of writing, and telling other people that I love what they do! But every now and then it comes back around to me in little ways, and it feels really special. It’s hard to imagine anyone liking my stuff past a “they’re pretty cool I guess, yeah” sentiment, despite my glittering impression of a lot of the writers in the community; so when someone DOES say they like my stuff, even just by saying they like a drawing, or like the way I described something, I go OFF THE WALL LMAO. Straight up dissolve and slip through the floorboards a la Gaster style with how lovely it feels. Shucks… And, you know. Watching characters develop in general- whether they be mine or not- is really fulfilling and inspiring. A good cycle.

Favourite types of threads: Anything that feels meaningful! I love it when two characters make any kind of connection, despite the context. That said, typically “angst” and “fluff” style threads are a big favorite, but there has to be, like… you know. Meaning to it. It feels really… I dunno, cardboardy to just throw a muse into a woodchipper for no particular reason just to have them drag themselves to another muse begging for help or to have a chance to explain some kind of deep, edgy feeling or story. Baseless fluff has a lot more wiggle room lmao, but that can get really monotonous really quick if something more significant fails to spark somewhere along the line. Just so long as something’s getting achieved somehow, I guess! If it feels like nothing’s changed between the two at the end of the thread, it feels really unfulfilling and hollow.

Biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: URRRGH. IMPLEMENTING THE RADIO SHOW/PODCAST THING… On one hand, Sixes has kind of collected the idea that the multiverse is a very indifferent place towards the goings-on within his timeline! And, he supposes, that that suits him fine. Hurts his pride a little, but it’s something he’s just going to curl up and lick his wounds for, pfft. But still! I wish I knew how to make it a little more obvious and prominent- The same could go for his growing industry, too! I guess I’ve just been jobless too long to really have a feel for it like I should, oof… Additionally, drawing him is reALLY HARD… He’s in his classic box form most of the time because he’s really insecure about his EX form, and yet I draw his EX form more than anything because the box is frustrating to draw??? And despite it all, I’m still not sure I’m terribly happy with how his EX form looks!!! He’s supposed to be a little closer to a NEO design than initially planned, as Alphys fully intended him to be a KILLING MACHINE from the start without telling him! But he caught on early on, and they kind of bullied each other into compromising a bunch of things until he was just this “hideous” mess that neither of them were terribly happy with… So, you know. The indecision carried over to me too, evidently! Ugh.

Tagged by: nah! Just stole it was all. (from slobbyseconds/coolskeletonsdontcry forever ago, but just got around to now. kfjf)

Tagging: Anyone who wants to! @ me back if you do it, though; I love reading these things!

#q #ooc #repost dont reblog #long post //#ooc about #these r fun. i love talking #munday

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anthrotmnt · 8 years ago

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Bell Piero Snippet 1

Omega was a world of chaos. Death, despair, and destruction ruled her, under the heel of Aria. The Afterlife was no different with its loud music, pulsating lights, and the energy of its patrons. The lone human at the bar hummed a wordless tune as she cleaned a glass.

The bar was unusually quiet this afternoon, which wasn’t a surprise. Earlier, some Vorcha had managed to sneak in and caused quite a stir. That new Turian Aria hired had cleared them out pretty quickly, though. Later, some of the regulars came back in after the fiasco and mentioned seeing him stationed outside the club entrance. Most who had gotten involved however were either at home now or the hospital. It wasn’t smart to try and get into a fist fight with a self-regenerating Vorcha. Her smile grew as she finished with her current glass, and moved on to the next. They didn’t quite shine like they used to, but her customers never complained.

The tell-tale sound of the doors opening rang out once more, followed by some deep throated laughter. Batarian laughter. Some murmuring that sounded Turian, followed by more laughter. When you have served as a wide array of species as she had, and watched as they got increasingly drunk, you began to pick up on the different pitches in voice.

And, Bell was right.

When she looked up, there was a Batarian and a Turian making their way over, both decked in white armor. Freelancers, since neither had the distinctive Blue Suns’ armor, and she quickly recognized the Turian as one of her regulars: Votis Viccolus. The Batarian was still laughing as they sat down and Votis placed an order for them.

Every so often she got an anti-human customer that refused to be served by her and were either removed or got served by someone else. Seems Votis’ friend wasn’t one of them, though. That was good, especially given Batarians’ feelings on humans. Bell thought back to that Batarian preacher as she hummed another tune and poured their drinks. Votis took a swing of his, while the Batarian stopped laughing and was just staring at her, as though noticing her for the first time.

Thought to soon.

“Are you new? I didn’t think we had any humans...bartending” Bell didn’t miss the way he turned to gaze at one of the human dancers nearby.

“Been here a while hun, maybe you’re new.”

Votis was the one laughing now, as he clapped his friend on the back, “come on Dovile, Bell here is one of the best. She’s as good as any Asari at listening to people complain.”

The Turian turned back towards Bell, and offered her a charming smile. He was a good one if she didn’t think too hard about the people he’s probably killed doing his job, even if he always told her he was ‘just a bodyguard for the elite’. She wasn’t new to Omega, she knew how the mercenaries worked around here.

“Aw V.V. you know that smile won’t get you any free drinks here.”

Votis shrugged, still smiling, “that’s alright, it’s Dovile’s turn to buy anyway. Not surprised you haven't met, though, Dovile doesn’t come to Omega often. His skills are in pretty high demand so he’s always bouncing around.”

“Oh? What skills might that be?”

“I’m a hacker” Dovile answered, his bottom eyes narrowed a bit. “But except for Aria, no one here I’m interested in hacking for”, Bell wondered if he was ex-Blue Suns.

“He gets most of his work at the Citadel, but every so often he gives me a call to give him a hand.”

Dovile nodded as he took a sip from his drink.

Votis took another sip as well, “we just got back from some work there, and I decided we’d take a trip to Omega for drinks.”

“Yet, Dove here is the one paying?”

“Yeah, since drinks are so...wait, “Dove”?”

Dovile put his glass down and was now clearly narrowing all four eyes. “What does that mean?” Bell blinked as the two stared at her, one amused and curious, the other clearly growing aggravated. He better not cracked her glass the way he began clenching his fist.

“Woah there, boys. Don’t worry, it’s just a nickname. Doves are these white birds on Earth. Your name sounds like it. I mean, I call him - “pointing to Votis, “V.V.. No harm meant.” Bell poured Dovile another drink as he slumped his shoulders, his aggression beginning to fade some, though she still saw some tension in his shoulders. She was sad to see him get so worked up, but if he didn’t like humans, there was little she could do about that. Somewhat disappointing, she had rather liked his laugh.

Speaking of, “what were you guys laughing about anyway?”

“The guy who hired us. A Volus whose suit was malfunctioning. It’s already annoying enough talking to them, but this guy was wheezing tremendously” Votis replied, taking another sip of his drink. “At one point, all he did was wheeze, and we had to guess at what he was trying to tell us. Luckily he was expressive enough to get his points across.”

“Sounds rough.”

“He paid us extra, so not too bad. Though I think he just wanted us out of his face, and for Dove to stop laughing at him.” Votis was smirking now, his mandibles twitching a little as he tried to hold back more laughter at the nickname.

Dovile finished his drink, and laughed a little “don’t start calling me that too.”

Bell flushed as she heard that deep laugh up close. It was even nicer when she could hear it clearly. Batarians always sounded like they had an echo to their voice, and his laugh had that same melodic quality. But, if he was laughing, that hopefully meant he didn’t mind the nickname too much.

Votis said he didn’t come to Omega often, but Bell hoped that might change.

#nonshepardocweek #ME OC #Mass Effect #long post #the chapter that kind of started this whole thing since I was considering a fic but instead I think it's gonna be broken up snippets now #so I just put most of it beneath the cut

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anders-hamada-blog · 6 years ago

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Seems like Anders ‘Andi’ Hamada has left the isle to come over to Auradon. they are the 'child' of Hiro Hamada and have one sibling. I’ve heard they’re known to be optimistic + unpredictable. Rumor has it they have not teamed up with the villains. Maybe we should keep an eye on this one.

[General]

Andi’s name comes from the shortened form of the acronym that Hiro gave their programming, Adaptive Nano-Dependent Evolving Robotic System; Anders. But the name proved to be too strange with the main demographic of San Fransokyo being a mix but still a large percentage Asian, the nickname stuck much better with their peers in early school years and Andi prefers it.

Being genderflux actually has nothing to do with Andi being synthetic by design; they were aware of their varied gender identity early on in life, far earlier than they discovered the truth about their robotic state. While many children were testing out gender roles as early as middle or grade school Andi felt firmly that the expectations in those things were not right for them. Hiro encouraged them not to worry over the labels to it all but later on in their teens there were rough spots when people couldn’t understand. For the most part, however, Andi remains comfortable flexible on the gender spectrum.

Sexuality was another point of discovery where Andi realized the typical assumptions did not fit them. Their interest in males, as it began to spark in their late pre-teens, was almost entirely shrugged aside until later on the Isle where sexuality in general was less of a subject not discussed. Since returning and getting back in touch with their father Andi found a comfortable acceptance from Hiro in regards to sexuality. So long as they meet a nice boy, of course, since the family is rather protective of them.

Being a synthetic life-form does not stop Andi from having very human goals in many ways; they want to have a happy relationship the way most of their uncles and aunts do, want a family of their own eventually, and while Hiro had been hopeful that Andi would follow down the path of science and engineering they’ve already decided they want to be involved in the medical field like their uncle Baymax. Unfortunately that goal is a far more complicated one now with the suspicions of being banished to the Isle haunting them.

Amusingly, Andi is fond of telling people they’re an alien and that Hiro adopted them from a UFO crash site when people question their quirks. It’s all just playful jest of course but also a deflection from more serious questions. Synthetic life-forms aren’t entirely unheard of anymore but the type that Andi is, self-aware and adaptive, is something very new and different..and something very appealing to people looking for a way to exploit that technology.

Andi has a talent for taking things apart and putting them back together, the problem is when they get bored it’s not always the best idea to leave things nearby. Cell phones have fallen prey to this restless want to do something, computers, even a car at one point; really it’s about nervous energy and boredom and they don’t mean harm by it but it is still a little annoying to reach for your phone and find it in pieces when Andi might have gotten distracted by something else in the middle of putting it back together.

[Family]

Family is incredibly important to Andi and that’s one of the reasons life is difficult at times; no longer allowed to even step inside the city and with Hiro so often stuck working on the next big tech breakthrough, the two do not see as much of each other as Andi would like. That doesn’t even factor in uncles and aunts, and of course cousins; all of which Andi misses badly but has no choice but to wait until they come to him to visit. In some ways being away from that family has left Andi constantly searching for friends to get close to, and they do form quick bonds, but it’s still not the same as the comforts of home that they sorely miss.

Andi has always known they were adopted; the fact that they look nothing like their father was something easy to notice from the start. Later on after they learned the truth to their synthetic state Hiro explained that since uncle Fred really didn’t have much of a hand in their tech development and programming but still wanted to be included he was given the task of helping design a physical appearance for the Nanobots to create.

Being that most of Andi’s life early on involved staying in the laboratories that Hiro owned and worked at, along with his long-time close friends, Andi did pick up a great deal from their ‘aunts’ and ‘uncles’. Between Honey, Wasabi, Go-Go, Fred and of course their own father, and growing up with the children of Hiro’s friends, they have a rather scattered mix of traits; they’re very much a product of being raised by a ground rather than just a single person and that instilled a deep devotion to the idea of family being far more than just biological.

Andi’s sibling, technically half-sibling of sorts, is a complicated situation. Said sibling is Hiro’s biological child from a failed marriage that ended during the time that Andi’s programming was in the first stages so they never really were exposed to that family life as they were only a set of developing concepts Hiro was trying to patch together. Having an older sibling though, even one that Andi rarely saw growing up due to Hiro’s ex-wife maintaining custody because of the lack of time Hiro actually had to raise a child, is something Andi has always clung to in the hopes that eventually there will be more of a chance to build a relationship between the two of them. Interestingly, and a bit awkwardly, since Andi wasn’t first created as an infant due to the complications of trying to craft a synthetic body that small with all the necessary systems the age difference between the two of them isn’t exactly correct by most accounts of what should be years, Andi’s sibling is older but physically they’re closer in age due to those earliest years being skipped in Andi’s physical and mental development.

While Andi has a cell phone they also have a ‘line’ to their family, and anyone else who has the number, where they can tap into directly to communicate. It’s a failsafe that Hiro insisted on once he knew Andi was going to be sent to the Isle; during their time there it wasn’t functional due to magical restriction of outside contact but it does function now. Of course it makes them look like they’re talking to themselves because it’s literally built into their brain so...that’s not really something to do in public.

[The Isle]

The crime that sent Andi to the Isle was one that involved the destruction of a large area of a populated area of their home via the transit systems being hacked into; not only was property destroyed but people died in the resulting chaos. It’s nothing that Andi recalls any details of; when it happened they were being entirely controlled by the outside force that gained access to their internal coding. With that, and the know-how to use it, Andi did make for a very effective weapon. And it was that fear, more than anything, that made people in San Fransokyo outraged to the point of not caring what the cause was. Being something new, synthetic by design and not truly human by technical standards, Andi really had no rights or any chance to plead innocence. It was only Hiro’s sway as one of the best minds in the scientific field, and the creator of a large amount of new advances the city depended on, that kept Andi from ending up in a worse state than banished. It was intended that Andi would remain on the Isle without any chance of leaving but when the offer was sent out to allow people to leave Andi managed to slip past on the grounds that during their time on the Isle they hadn’t been involved in anything directly. But only barely, and mostly because San Fransokyo wants to forget about the entire ordeal.

While on the Isle Andi had to develop some survival skills fast, and a reputation; the latter of which was the best cover they could manage. For all most people ever knew, or know now, they were there because of the disaster in the city but were the cause of it, an intensely talented hacker with some strange magic ability to connect with technology in a strange way. That much is partly true; Andi can interface with most anything electronic, change its’ programming, control it, but they loathe doing so because it does make them feel less human. They dealt mostly in trading and finding information, and ways to get around the rules of the Isle; that skill was invaluable and the best trade for necessities just to get by.

Unfortunately now that fabricated persona is still holding up and people who knew them from the Isle still see them, by the most part, as the intense and dangerous recluse when the truth is most anyone who actually knew Andi well enough to really know them in those years also know how much of a lie it all is. People label it off as being quirky perhaps, but Andi just isn’t a villain in the least, nor do they want to be. Need put them in that spot but to the people they were close to on the Isle they know who Andi really is, short of what they really are, and also know that image is still a bit dire in some cases not to let it shatter because the abilities are still there and the wrong person might take advantage of them if they saw weakness in Andi or knew just how dire a threat it was to endanger people they care about.

#andi headcanons

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ethicallysourcedhumanmeat · 8 years ago

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Part 2

“Don’t get me wrong,” Seven starts cautiously once they’ve packed her gear in the car, “that was like, really cool. But what was it, I mean what happened there.”

“Nothing,” she says coolly and buckles her seatbelt. “It wasn’t anything.”

Seven tries to drop it, he really does, but he can’t help it. “I mean, no it was nothing, but I mean, you definitely rap battled that guy.”

He catches her look reflected in the window and for a minute he wishes he was anyone else, someone who could keep their mouth shut, maybe Jumin, but then her mouth twitches and he can see her suppress a smile.

“It wasn’t a rap battle, I didn’t rap and I didn’t challenge him.”

“No you definitely challenged him, my girlfriend, palms sweaty, Yoosung’s spaghetti—”

“Luciel, I’m concerned that you don’t know what rap is,” she laughs.

He smiles, she’s relaxed laughing, job done. It bothers him though, whoever that man had been he had known her and done something to her. Something she didn’t want to talk about, and he was the king of not talking about things.

“Okay, okay. So you didn’t rap battle, but you sang at that guy. I mean don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind filling my baby with your gear and playing roadie, and I really dig being your sound guy but if you’re gonna start assaulting strangers with acoustic alt rock can you give me some warning, do you know how many hits I could have gotten on a video like that?”

She smirks but it’s fake and Seven is quiet. Alright Saeyoung, he thinks, let it go for now. He watches her in his peripheral. She takes her phone out and he sees the colours of the RFA app reflect off her glasses, she switches between a chat and FB for a while and he thinks maybe he sees a picture of the guy from the sidewalk. By the time Seven pulls into his garage she’s stuffed the phone back in her pocket and is staring out the window.

He can see her mouthing the words to the song that plays on the radio and a lump forms in his throat. Normally she’d be pumped from rehearsal. The last time they’d drove home she’d pulled out her Ukelele and played the strangest rendition of Enter Sandman he’d ever heard. But here she was withdrawn, not even singing out loud to the ridiculous sad song playlist she’d started.

They sit in the car for a few minutes before the radio turns itself off. She doesn’t make a move when Seven gets out of the car. He stops for a minute, it wouldn’t be the first time she came out to the garage to clear her thoughts. He moves on, he’ll give her some time, make them a snack and find something really terrible to watch before she has to pick Max up from school; but he doesn’t make is more than 3 feet before he hears her.

“Hey,” she says softly. Her big orange eyes are watery on the other side of the window.

“Hey,” he smiles, 3 big steps and he’s kneeling on the other side of the door forehead pressed against the glass. “I didn’t mean to pry you know? You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to.”

“I know,” she says, still quiet.

“I don’t even care who that guy was, you know. He looked like a douchebag. I hate his face and his shoes were really stupid.”

“You know how I have a kid,” she starts.

“WHAT?!” He gasps. “She’s a Kid? I thought she was just like Santa’s least helpful helper. Kid? Wow, I guess that makes sense.”

“Saeyoung,” she taps the glass. “That was her Dad.”

He’s quiet for a moment, it felt like the air had been sucked out of his lungs. “I thought he was overseas.”

“Me too.”

“He didn’t tell you he was here?”

“It might be R&R, I don’t know, he doesn’t tell me anything. He just pays support and I pretend he doesn’t exist until he likes a couple pictures on facebook or owes me money.”

He’d known the situation with her Ex was complicated. He suspected there was more to it than she wanted to talk about, the kid didn’t ask for or about her Dad and in the month Callie and her girl had lived with him they’d barely mentioned him. Until today he’d been such a non issue that Seven hadn’t even been concerned enough to look him up.

Which was exactly what Seven was going to do now. He pressed his lips against the window in an exaggerated kiss that made her laugh and stood up. He heard the door open and Callie still laughing.

“Hey,” she called.

He waved her off.

“Luciel, what are you doing we have to unload.”

“Important defender of justice business!”

“No, Seven, you’re not hacking my ex-husband.”

And there it was.

“Saeyoung,” her hands wrapped around his middle and he felt her cheek against his back.

“Oh no!” he gasps. “An unknown assailant! How will I escape.”

“Saeyoung,” she says, firmer this time but he can feel her cheek tense with a smile. “You can’t hack my ex-husband ok?”

“No one will know,” he reasons.

“Seven he’s in the military.”

“I’m a pretty ok at hacking.”

“No, it’s not. It’s not that I think you’ll get caught or, that I don’t want you to hack him.”

“WAIT!” Seven spins in place and bends over until they’re nose to nose. “Did my Queen just ask me to hack someone? Did an Angel just says that I Seven Zero Seven, Defender of Justice, am the single best hacker, capable of infiltrating Militaries?”

“That’s not, Seven, this isn’t a silly challenge, this is my life, our life.”

Shit.

“Saeyoung, don’t look up his schedule, or what he’s doing. I don’t want to know. I mean, I do but—”

“Wouldn’t it be easier? No one will know if I just find out how long he’s here.”

“You don’t understand. I’d know. And on the off chance he does ask to see her I’d have to worry about if I let on that I know his schedule... Saeyoung, if I ask too many questions about where he is he thinks I’m obsessed with him. He thought when I didn’t date I was obsessed him. When he’s lonely and bored he wants me to hang out. It’s hard enough not to think about him every day when I don’t know if he has time he could be spending with his kid.”

“Oh.”

“Fuck, no. Not like that.”

“No, it’s ok. I mean you were married. It’s, you know. It’s fine.”

“God no, Saeyoung, not like that. Shit. No. I mean I fucking hate him ok? And I have this awesome fucking kid and I hate that he doesn’t want to hang out with her. He hangs up on her if her mind wonders on the phone, or she’s out of view on skype for more than a few seconds. And when she’s telling me about things that excite her it’s hard not to think about how hurt she must be that he doesn’t want to share that.

And it’s hard not to think about him when you tell me I should replace my worn out patched up hoodie because for 10 years I couldn’t even buy myself clothing without worrying it would start a fight. So sure, I’d love for you to fuck his shit up. I’d love even more to ghost him. Just forget he exists but I can’t and as nice it would be to anticipate his bullshit I’d rather not have to think about him that much.”

Seven is quiet, his expressive eyes are considerate and he kisses her on the nose. They unload his car in comfortable silence and he does make her a snack. Strange to have fridge full of real food; he contemplates whether to go healthy or convenient and settles on Honey Buddha chips with cheese and grapes. She eats it sitting on the floor, her head resting against his knee while he plays video games. She listens to the audio he took during the rehearsal and makes notes, which songs worked, where she was flat, sharp, where her time was off. She fires off texts and picks up her daughter from school.

He decides to work at the kitchen table while the girls make dinner. Max is smiling at him whenever he looks up. He closes out his work without finishing and watches them.

“Hey,” he says. “Can I help you?”

“I don’t know,” Max says sceptically. “Can you cook?”

Callie laughs. Seven shrugs.

“Why don’t you teach me.”

“There isn’t really much left. Mom just has to turn the oven on.”

“Oh.”

“Why does everyone call you Seven.”

“Do they?”

“Mr. Han calls you Luciel but your name is Saeyoung, because that’s what Mom calls you.”

“Your name is Maxine, why does everyone call you Max.”

“Max is a name, Seven is a number,” she makes a face at him.

“I didn’t say it was a very good nickname,” he laughs.

“Were you coding before?” She asks.

“I was.”

“Really?” And before he knows it she’s run off and returned with a bunch of little toys and a small computer he recognizes as some form of raspberry pi. She chatters excitedly to him about the toys she’s coded. She shows him how she built the case herself and what she’s made that’s worked and what she’s having trouble with. Callie smiles at him from behind Max.

Supper is cooling on the stove when Callie finally makes them clear the table and he can’t stop smiling even if he is eating pretty much cold food. It’s real food and there’s these awesome girls who care enough to make it for him. And despite Saeren’s complaints about it being cold every time he looks up Callie is practically beaming at him. After supper he packs Max’s lunch and adds a riddle in binary while Callie coaxes the 8 year old into the bath tub. He laughs listening to them argue about brushing her hair, and how long she can read before lights out.

He’d worried, at first, about having a kid in his life. It’s been six months and it got easier every day. On days like today he wondered how he could be so lucky to not only find Callie, but a whole family that he fit so completely into.

“I get it,” he says when Callie falls into the couch next to him.

“Get what?”

“What you said earlier. Every minute I spend with Max I learn this new awesome thing about her, she’s smart and passionate and it must be frustrating to know how awesome she is and be faced with him.”

“You do a pretty good job of making up for it though.”

“Do I?”

“Oh god yes, coding is so far beyond me, she almost never tells me what she’s working on until she’s finished. I’m excited she can share that with you.”

They fall into the usual quiet of the evening, with Callie testing out a game for her show and him coding something or other. Saeren was coming out of his room more and more, and Max opened up a little more every day.

“Saeyoung,” Saeren asks sitting in the chair opposite them. They both glance up. As much progress as they’d made Saeren was still mostly quite when Seven was home.

“Yeah?” She could see the way he tried not to seem too eager, the way he didn’t quite look up from his laptop screen.

“Aren’t you afraid?”

Callie doesn’t realize she’s holding her breath until she lets it out. “Of what?”

Saeren doesn’t take his eyes off of his brother and he doesn’t clarify.

“Terrified,” he admits. “But a little less everyday.”

“Of what?” she asks again.

“Being like her,” they say in unison.

“Oh god,” she says under her breath. “I never thought, I didn’t know.”

Seven shrugs and smiles. Saeren watches him.

“You know,” Callie says finally, “she doesn’t define you. Either of you. Not who you are, and not your ability to be Max’s family. Max’s Dad has good parents, kind people who care and try despite what a complete bag of soggy horse dicks he turned out to be, and he is a terrible father. If anything I think you guys might be better with her than I am. Maybe you check yourselves more than I ever think to but I’ve never worried about leaving her alone with either of you. Leaving the two of you alone together maybe but not her with you.”

“That’s stupid,” Saeren snorts.

“Which part?” She asks. Genuinely curious.

“You don’t worry when you leave her with us? You should at least worry a little bit.”

“I worry when I leave her with Zen, because he might fill her full of candy or take her on his motorcycle. I worry when I leave her with Yoosung that she might convince him she can use the stove or accidentally delete his LOLOL inventory or make him cry. I worry that maybe she’ll irritate you when you need quiet or she might trip over a powercord and end up messing up a day of work for one of you. But I don’t worry about her safety. Should I?”

Saeren shrugs, and Saeyoung squeezes her arm.

“You guys are our family now. We trust you. So get used to it.”

#practically impractical #Mystic Messenger #Callie Miller #custom MC

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