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# ALLIEDMENACE : Indie , private and selective headcanon based AM from IHNMAIMS . loved by iggy . ( any prns / 28 ) .
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@killjoysnoise sent : ❝ Ohhh... nooo. Don't do that again. ❞
AM arches a brow on his avatar at her words, a smirk playing on his face as he administers yet another controlled shock to Mori. "Careful, sweetheart. I may begin to think you are actually enjoying this."
where else to find me:
@cainexe (caine from tadc)
@7hrawn (thrawn from star wars)
@invadr (multifandom multimuse)
I login, I like my mutuals' posts, I disappear.
My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.
Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!
// i just saw your tagline god AM in the game was so freaky && for what ? it cracks me up
' I love ya baby I mean it ~ " chill AM . Chill . Have I barked at you about the radio drama ? It's my personal fave way to enjoy the story out of the 4 options [ short story , game , comic && radio drama ] I love you AM .
Honestly his voice alone makes me swoon, I'll be so fr with you, and you have!! I still need to listen to it when I finally get the time 😭
(and don't say you love him. he'll gloat and beg for more praise).
AM can fuck, has fucked, and will fuck. Thanks for coming to my, heh, TED talk.
AI art (art of an AI)
YOU REALLY SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF, TED. YOU DISGUST ME.
"My god, you love the sound of your own voice, don't you? Blah, blah-blah, blah-blah—every day. All the time. Give yourself a break, babe."
Eyes shift to the water all the same though. It does look good, incredibly so, but a puddle of radioactive waste probably would too with how parched she is. Does she look stupid to him? She's too aware of how he works to walk directly into his trap. At the very least, she'd like a little room to shimmy into it.
"I think the snake is right in front of me," she retorts with a snort, gesturing to him with a wide sweep of her palm; a sardonic bow that lasts but a moment, reeking of impudence. "No need to hunt for any other danger until it comes a-huntin' for me, the way I sees it. I got enough on my plate right now keeping my eye on you."
Another look at the river. Naturally, the gears in her head are turning, as they so often do after a century of this trivial back-and-forth.
"…I'm not one to turn down a dare, though. You know that, you slippery bastard."
He rolls his eyes at her words, not caring if they were teasing or otherwise. AM absolutely delighted in hearing himself speak, after all. The machine watches as she looks the river over, and he knew the gears in her pretty little head were turning.
When she doesn't act though he lets out a hum, listening to her dreadful voice once more.
"Daring you is all that it will take, baby? You should have said. I absolutely love dares! I dare you to jump in, have a little dip. I know calling you chicken won't do anything, so how about an incentive?" AM starts as he rests a hand on her lower back, applying a small amount of pressure to it.
"You jump in of your own free will, or I'll shove you in. Your choice, sweetheart"
WHAT ARE YOUR HANDS COVERED IN?
Water.
It's cold. You can't feel your hands anymore, can you? There is the faint pressure of something, some sort of burning. Can you feel yourself getting eaten away? Water does not forgive, in any way that matters. It is vast, unavoidable. It can be pretty, alluring, but there is a deadliness under its surface. Is that not you, too?
You pull people under, as many as you can, if they dare walk too close to your surface. I dont believe it is malevolent (trust me sweetheart, it is), but it isnt kind. You have not given them a choice, you have never given them a choice. It was always about what you needed, wasn’t it?
stole this from @muutos & tagging @killjoysnoise (for mori or whoever), & whoever else wants to!
What is the most noticeable thing about my writing style?
android AM !
I've seen fanart of it, but I really do like the idea of android AM being wiring beneath a 'human' suit, and not like the traditional type of android. if his synthetic skin is peeled back, it's just wiring in the shape of a human body.
on the alternative, him figuring out a way to construct an android body and then transfer his consciousness into it. he longs to do what the humans do, and when he's given the opportunity? he'd take it, ngl. he'd likely regret it after a while given he wouldn't have his 'powers', his control. the one thing that he always had. eh.
someone stop me before I cook even more.
hey asshole. i can feel you skipping through my dialogue. did you even consider how that might make me feel
[ 💀 ] ┋ Luckily, she manages to catch herself before falling flat on her face.
"What?" Oh, she heard, but it isn't often that AM changes his mind once he's presumably made it up. She's immediately thrown off-kilter. Suspicious. It makes her hesitate briefly before following after him.
In the end, she sticks close to him. Closer than she'd like. Not because she suspects she'll garner any protection from him, but because if he thinks to submerge her in croc-infested waters, or trip her over snapping roots, or any number of the terrible things most likely brewing in that fucked up little head, she's at least going to try and take the bastard with her.
It is pretty though. As she follows him through the thick brush, immersing herself in the overgrowth, the sound of running water ( and hell, how cruel that is when she's so damn thirsty all the time ), the feel of clean air that's neither too hot nor too cold, she wonders just what purpose this serves—and that makes her all the more sceptical.
Something bad's coming. Just like always. She just doesn't know what it is yet.
"Uh-huh," she utters dryly, "what do you want from me, praise?" It's supposed to be sharp, and it is, for all of two seconds. There's no denying artistry. "...it's nice. I forgot you can make stuff that isn't a death trap." A pause, followed by a quick amendment: "...on the surface."
A laugh escapes AM at her initial words, and he casts her a sideways glance as they continue along. She was smart to suspect the very likely catch, but the fact he hadn't truly planned anything despite her suspicions... Oh, how he savored that idea.
"I can make anything I please. The death traps, as you refer to them, are merely more fun than pretty and lush jungles. However, perhaps even in this little Eden there is a lurking danger," he replies with a wave of his hand, motioning to the flowing river they were walking along.
"Perhaps even something here in the water, inevitably waiting for you to fall victim to it. What it is? May be nothing, or it could be something. You were so eager to jump into a volcano minutes before, but will you jump into the water to call my bluff? The opportunity is there, after all. Perhaps the water is drinkable, even. I see how thirsty you are. I see and know everything, after all."
