#overx

[vxmpirehunterd]

@overx @foxyfrolic @thuganomxcs

He blinks rapidly, trying to process the boops.

"I think I started a war between us didn't I?"

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

@overx

A conundrum.

Despite their productive conversation, there was a cloud of awkwardness that coated every exchange they'd made since it. Sure, it wasn't like they had stopped exchanging words after he'd just, blurted his thoughts out for them both to re-read. They hadn't been dishonest, no, but it had probably been... out of left-field to hear them.

Or that was, at least, how he'd assumed Vi had taken them. The purple Hunter's impression of the Zero prior to their rather enlightening last few month hadn't exactly been stellar.

Despite Zain's self-destructive mannerisms, he had already found himself wanting to clear up their misunderstandings. Had to, to keep the future from meeting the same path it once diverged from. This was his last chance. He owed Vile that much.

In... all retrospect, that wasn't the actual issue here, regardless of his musings. The blond sighed, a grimace twisting his expression as he stared at the flier in his mail. Zain swipes at the disposable screen, skimming the date again.

Two weeks. He's not left with many candidates.

So it is with reluctance that the Commander activates his communications, with the one person he assumed would desire to assist the least.

//...What kind of civvies do you own?//

[melodic-mayh3m]

The heck is going on over there??

[galaxofmuses]

overx

Vile: "I wouldn't call it panicking exactly..."

"Most of my friends are not...well....they're not reploids."

[tres-fidelis]

mistake, for everyone on the blog <:

oc asks: not-so-nice edition

mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?

((Rin shouldn't have argued with her parents the night they died. Not only was it distracting to them both, but Rin's last words to her parents were very vitriolic in nature. It was a one-sided, selfish argument, and as she looked back on it years later she realized they were only saying these things to her out of genuine concern. They only wanted the best for her, to be safe and pursue a passion which wouldn't lead her into anything potentially dangerous.

But those fleeting moments where both her parents took their eyes off the road were the last moments Rin ever had to try atoning for her actions. Little Rin was too heated in the moment thinking her parents were going against her own desires. Before Rin realized everything she said and the actions following the impact of the other car, her parents were gone. She couldn't apologize to them for her stupidity, and she'll never get that chance. Rin killed her parents, and it's made her hate herself since that day.))

((The one time KC decided to schedule an interview on her own accord nearly cost the girl's own safety and her family's reputation. It was one of those undercover, hot gossip reporters disguised as a newspaper group. They baited KC into revealing some private information concerning her family's heritage, along with KC's own background. They told her it was for an upcoming show centered around young celebrities and how they came to fame. It would be a feature in their newspaper too, for other young people to read. She was more than happy to provide and tell her story, but in the end the entire interview was used against her.

The family found out via breaking news, and in published magazine articles. They confronted KC about the situation but KC never suspected them to be these kinds of horrible people. From then on, KC wasn't allowed much freedom to roam around public concert halls after their performances, nor could she wander off without a bodyguard by her side.))

((There's been...a handful of mistakes Jayden has made which cost her a lot of horrible consequences, mostly done by her awful, abusive father.

Back when she was still a little kid and attending middle school, she skipped one day because she couldn't bare to get out of her own bed. Her mom was the only one to know about it, and she even called the school that day to say Jayden came down with a cold. Instead of her mom going to work, she stayed with Jayden the whole day. It was nice having a quiet house with just the two of them. No yelling, no screaming, no distant shouting or sounds of things being broken. It was peaceful for once.

But once dad came back home, it turned violent. The school called him, as well, to notify him that his daughter hadn't come into school that day. You can imagine the kind of consequences Jayden received from skimping out on school. On top of the usual verbal abuse, her father grew more physically violent against her. Hair pulling, slapping her face, roughhousing her, all to teach her lesson to never lie about something so serious and to never lie to higher authorities either.))

[mmxstrangers]

Is your muse easily flustered? Do they blush, swear, etc.? [[For Serta and Ferris? <: ]]

Vanilla Sunday Meme

12. Is your muse easily flustered? Do they blush, swear, etc.?

For Serta: Already answered!

Ferris can definitely get flustered! Much more easily than Serta can, anyway - she doesn't have his stoic demeanor and is more reactive in certain situations.

However, she doesn't blush easily either. She already fixates on her own stuff like gender identity and the like, so any subject approaching or in spicier territory has her going 'meh' most of the time. She's also ace/demisexual, so she's more resistant to that sort of thing.

She already swears semi-frequently, but piss her off and she'll get very colorful with her insults.

[hopeful-hugz]

Another's Mask <:

The Masks We Wear || Accepting

Send in ‘Another’s Mask’ to meet a muse from another blog I currently have.

@hallownesthorrors

It's hard to hold the non-insect form that it currently donned, but hopefully it would do forth it for the creature it had decided to lure into the shadows today. The spider mimic just had to be patience and hope they didn't notice the seemingly loose skin on its body.

Closer... Closer... INFECT. KILL. DRAW INTO THE LIGHT. DESTROY. And strike.

The mimic emerges from its shifted form, shell and joints cracking and it lets loose a hiss and roar.

Rearing on its hind legs for only a moment, Nosk spits up some acid and charges, read for its next meal.

[eclipsedfates]

[[Shackled -- for Volt? Or maybe Lexi?]]

If he had a leaf for every time he found himself in a demon circle, he'd have two leaves. Which both cases would be a GREAT cause for concern, except the first time Cyrus was NOT the intended sacrifice.

Faint candlelight twinkles at the edges of consciousness, and his first TRUE sight of the circle beneath him is glowing with infernal magics, flecks of red and gold pulsing in time with what could be inferred as a heart beat. I do hope that isn't mine.

The runes underneath him are...the scholar isn't sure if it is the blood loss or the lack of stamina, but does not recognize them as anything Orsterrian in nature. Which means...what, exactly? That this was intended to summon something OTHER than what was known to the Twelve?

Oh dear.

Whoever had captured him knew of how his--or his world's magic functioned, at least. Bound was his mouth and jaw in a tight muzzle, leaving any attempts at an incantation to free himself utterly useless. He could only try to parse whatever magic he could catch from his tied hands, which...ow. Burned. Embers? Fire?

Perhaps the key to his escaped lied in the mysterious runes underneath him. Thus his eyes are glued to the floor, tracing careful geometric shapes written in...ah. Blood. That's not surprising, all things considered...

[machinesandman]

@overx​ continued from: here

There was a hum of understandable respect given. Can’t blame him for having that kind of thought process, it was pretty straight forward. After all, she’d been working on mastering things as well, albeit in unorthadox ways. “Can’t even argue with you on that one, pretty wise. Been working on more ranged my self.” May as well admit that much. She was good at some forms of it, but a canon? That was taking work to do.

And then, she gave a laugh, removing a bottle from sub space. Well if Vi wanted to play this back and forth game, then sure, why not. At least he was nicer about the questions. “Nope. Gotta say though, that’s a new one! You’re the first to think of that, and it amuses me.” The bottom of her helmet flickered open, briefly, to let her drink from the bottles neck. And then it was right back into place to hide her features.

“Back at you, ever consider any other armor colors? Or have you ever had to chance color for a mission? That purple is pretty iconic.”

[red-made-the-choice]

🥃 [[For Red :3c]]

Let’s play a drinking game! (Still accepting!)

“I died once, that counts as personal.”

....While he isn’t wrong, it feels cheaty somehow...

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

@overx behold THE BOYS

Chibi Commissions of this month from ko-fi! thank you very much for commissioning me!

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

Suit, check. Tie, tied, cufflinks on, vest and pocket square, shoes not out of place. It's a formal event, a press conference, a diplomatic negotiation and a black-tie gala all in one. It's stressing him out, was what it was. Limited guests, all dressed up.

Literally anything and everything there could be misinterpreted, and equally a space with this many government officials was asking for some sort of ambush or attack by-- Zain crosses his arms again, an attempt to keep from fidgeting, though he was becoming increasingly aware it was starting to make him look equally as unapproachable-- and he and Xanti had only just arrived.

Already he can count several high-profile individuals-- including the speaker for New-Gen Perspective, a peaceful reploid's rights activist group.

A sigh burns and dies in his throat as he looks reluctantly to Xanti. How do I look less standoffish? It's a losing game. "You look nice," awkward conversation, but he was trying. Look casual, damn it. The blond's multicolored eyes travel the ball-room, attempting to find a face he was sure he'd recognize. It's crowded, a full house. "...Any sign of our bodyguard?"

[DWN-000]: //Where are you?//

@overx

[galaxofmuses]

Which muse(s) would you to like to have more attention?

Mun Confessions - multimuse style //Accepting!

// Honestly I would love to toss in Rock or any of my ocs more. My FF muses has been sleeping for awhile, but I know I can jump back in with Sora for sure. Other then that, I would love to toss in Rock to meet up different video game universes since he is familiar with alternative timelines for his universe.

In addition, I love my ocs, but man I don't want them to go to waste. I love all of them so much.

[dansevilpianotea]

been feverish for 5 days and everyone is fighting on the dash again. just like this summer. but guess i just have to log off then because thats the way the internet works how cool. theres nothing i can do to feel better mentally here rn. sucks that this safe space really isnt feeling safe sometimes. and that we make each other feel bad. and that we cant do anything about it because the anxiety is taking over every part of our heads and its like no one seems to care if you go under. okay.

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

Unpleasant.

An accurate description of emotions, even the positive ones. Being in love is unpleasant. The affliction of affection, a blinding curse that alters reactions, personalities, makes the rational irrational. Psi wants to laugh. You realize why I picked you, don't you?

Still, there is a happiness, a comfort that comes with the familiar. They hadn't asked for it. Not exactly unwanted, but a tragic in-between. A contradiction in the human-built desire to avoid loneliness even when his presence made as many waves as the next. A ripple-effect of connections made, unavoidable.

Ceasing to exist now wouldn't make things easier. Cale made the perfect example, despite all of his attempts to hide his true nature, the mask worn still had an effect. Intentional. People still adored constructs, the familiar at work once more. They didn't know him. It didn't matter. Would it have made a difference? No.

Every step, every word, waves and networks, passing moments never forgotten. Unpleasant.

Psi... didn't want to be remembered at all. An irony, to stand beside the one machine that would never forget. Worse, that even he had fallen into the same lull the average life did, to contradict himself. There were those that called him family, those that looked up to the X that was presented to them, two in particular who sought out his attention, as minimal as it was. It was unfortunately mutual. Hopelessly attached. Unpleasant.

The only way to never be missed was to never exist in the first place. Failed at step one. Even a stranger passing by may have found some characteristic to commit to memory, cursed to never forget. All of the lives he'd known, a weight that would never be forgotten, the art of human connection a burden made of the gilded chains of friendship. Unpleasant.

Verse was honest, in this very moment and onward, at least to Psi. Most people would fear to learn about their own future, would want to ask to avoid every possibility of their final moments, but did his matter anymore than anyone else's? No, why would it? Everything ended eventually.

Morbid, huh? His real thoughts were horribly monochromatic. "I'm going to hold you to that." A wish is held on his tongue, kept to himself in that same contradiction turned selfish; I hope that you forget me.

"...But okay. If that's what you want."

Silence is a strange thing to those with emotions– almost hypocritically self absorbed. It is not truly silent, is it?

They are not in a vacuum. The sound of their footfalls bounces quietly off of smooth walls– each of them adding a unique ambiance to the mix. Lights buzz overhead. No matter how efficient they became, it still remained in reploid hearing range. There is the distant noise of monitors in a room they pass. The hum, however subtle, of cores burning energy in their chests.

Still, with all that surrounds them, silence is an agony. A lifetime. This too, is an affliction that the OVER could never grapple with before. The grueling sensation of anticipation. Utterly unknown to a being that perceived the flow of time itself, and yet… he is enmeshed in its weight.

The X’s voice only mildly quells the discomfort. Unfortunate. The more is said, the more they slow. It is pure physics, emotions have weight, mass creates drag.

’You wouldn’t feel this way’. I don’t know what this is; Verse wants to protest, another physiological reaction. It takes focus, not to squeeze the hand in his own tighter, mildly relieved as Psi does it for him.

For once, the sound of a sigh escapes the OVER-unit. His mind his racing, the web of possibilities vibrating and shifting with each moment of struggle. Even I am entangled by the red strings of fate.

“…yes, I suppose that logic is sound.” His gaze drifts away from the eyes that can’t meet his, to the the place they are connecting. “To some degree, I must always possess a bias for you. A… fondness, although I… cannot claim to understand it, even now.” They are in agreement then. “…and I will admit the psychosomatic effects of this experience are most unpleasant.” That each mental shift carried with it a host of physical symptoms– …is that normal? Horrible.

“I accept your apology… but you are wrong about one aspect.” A morbid topic to broach, especially now, and it must be tread carefully. “I already know what will happen to you. Every single way that it has, or will end.” A lone witness to those that already came to pass, unremembered. “I have no need to ask of your past, and I have no need to prepare for your future.” A simple fact, even though the implications are callous.

Perhaps that is my true nature.

I have seen every tragedy possible, and felt nothing for it. Even now, I do not fear your passing.

I still can’t.

“Inevitability exists, even for me, Psi.” I will not be swayed from my duties, even for you. “Until that day comes, I would humbly request we continue to share what precious time you have.”

[garblixdligzoog]

Hey Garby! Xomeone gave me thix ax an act of acceptance, It’x a bit overxized.. It’x cool though!.. they never told me their name.. Alxo, i put the crown on my dexk back at home, it brainwaxhex me into a xtate i can’t underxtand! Anywayx.. do you like it? -KVA

Oh, it zuitz you! You look like royalty!