cybernetic dreams

{Android 18 - interacts with anyone, though part of Pandora's Box Housing: Lumen K-1 Sin: Wrath}

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Goodbye Home {Open}

Android 18 never really left her brother alone, but there were some days, such as this, where she needed peace. Sometimes, she wished she could have more peace from him, but one could never stray too far from their own twin, it seemed. 17 was certainly irritating, but as he was the younger one, she couldn't expect any less.

She tucked her hair behind her ear, enjoying the breeze of the early night sky. The Earth was at peace, at least for a little while. Though the peace wouldn't stay for long; humans never was able to live without war. Not only that, but what was to stop another intergalactic threat from trying to destroy the Earth again? It wasn't anything they couldn't handle, 18 was certain of that.

But the worry was still there. Anything could have happened. And what if none of them were alive to stop it? No, how ridiculous. 18 was only being over-dramatic.

The night sky was something straight out of a painting; a mix of blues and oranges collided and blended to create the night sky. One could truly appreciate the little things about such a simple planet, filled with such simple people. It was fragile, pathetic, and plain. But despite being programmed to destroy it, she had grown to like it, little by little. It was certainly interesting. She could see a tiny bit of what Android 16 saw in the world.

'I should head back,' she thought to herself. All she wanted was a breath of fresh air and a slight change of surroundings, anyway. She took a couple of steps to find her brother once more; he wasn't going to be too far.

Something rough snapped itself around her forearm, trying to pull her away from her destination. This was not going to happen to her. With her other hand, Android 18 tried to collect enough energy to blast the rope-like thing snaked around her arm.

Another one wrapped around the wrist of her free arm, with enough grip to nearly fracture something. They were pulling her back and pulling her down. She didn't try to fly - they probably would have had an easier time pulling her, then.

"17!" she tried to call out, knowing it was unlikely that her brother heard. Another had wrapped around her waist. There was no chance for escape, yet she was still going to try her best to get out of there. But that wasn't happening.

Trying to break out of the strong grip, her footing was lost , giving the black ropes the upper hand. They pulled her in and, 18 wasn't sure why, but she had finally given in. The colours of the world around her swirled into a mix of colours, before draining away.

The light shined brightly over her eyelids. Certain that her optical sensors would break, she rolled onto her side. Her bed was not as soft as it used to be, nor was it ever this cold indoors. Android 18 opened her eyes as memories from before flooded her mind. It was only a nightmare, just a simple and cruel nightmare.

But when she was greeted by an unfamiliar place, she immediately sat up. Her arms and waist were no longer restrained, at least. That was the least of her worries. There was nothing about this place that she recognised.

Only one thing could form in her mind - where in the world was she?

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albedo-of-the-galvan

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There was something off about these four people. Android 18 didn't quite know what alerted her more. She couldn't sense their power levels - they could have all been weak, of course, or they could have hidden their levels, which was also a possibility - and they just looked off.

Then again, there wasn't a single threat she couldn't face. And if they wanted to fight, they would have made a move already. She wouldn't let her guard down, though.

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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

"Favourite?" What an odd question. She had never really thought about objects she liked. She folded her arms over her chest, thinking for a few moments. "I don't have one." This tin can needed some rewiring it seemed; only children had favourite objects, such as a teddy bear or a toy. She was not a child any more.