Eternal Legacy

No matter what my scruples are, I won't let them get in the way. I don't know what the future holds --nobody does-- but, so long as the peace of the public is threatened, I will be there to stop it! //SIDEBLOG TO FOREVERLASTINGPEACE

[foreverlastingpeace]

"That's right...it's begun again. How long must this war go on?" An independent RP and Ask blog for...

Finally moved over X from the old location’s sideblog! He’s got his own place, now. c:

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[limitlessvariable] "Um... Alia?"An awkward cough. "H-Have you been talking to the media, recently?"

“The media? No, I haven’t actually….”

“Is something the matter?”

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“Um-- The matter of it all is...”

X’s disposition turns very, very meek.

“Someone talked, Alia.” He hands her today’s newspaper. Guess which two Hunter members are on page one? “It’s on... every major outlet. We’re sunk.”

[sandrock-deactivated20180820]

Haruki Suetsugu is the hero we deserve.

[eli-draws-a-thign]

tfw ur gf wants to cuddle but you’ve never cuddled in your life

[pastelmuses-archive]

[limitlessvariable] X trudges into the Navigator Room, armor scuffed and a bit of smoke rising from inbetween his joints here and there. He takes a deep breath, sighs... and promptly collapses against Alia.

“Oh no X…X!” Alia shakes him, and receiving no response, she takes him into her arms and starts out of the room and towards the medical bay, “Out of the way”

“He needs medical attention immediately!”

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“M…my room?” Alia blushed slightly, not for the fact that she’d be alone with X in her room, but the fact that her room looked like it had just been through several natural disasters. She didn’t want him seeing the mess she actually lived in!

But…looking at him and how badly he’d taken the last mission…she decided to set her pride aside and place him first and foremost, “R-right.” What was a little scolding later?

Gently, she helped him to her own quarters, which weren’t much further than X’s anyway. She opened the door and shuffled with him to the couch. Thank goodness the disaster wasn’t as great in this area…

“I’ll stay with you, alright?” She kissed his cheek, “You’ve really been shaken today, haven’t you?”

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Luckily for Alia, X is a very accepting and openminded boyfriend. Well, okay, she should know this by now, but his lack of apprehension in the face of her messy quarters should serve as a reminder of this. Though, perhaps that can be chalked up to his mind being entirely elsewhere at the moment.

As she sat him on the couch, X let his guard down some, beginning to visible shiver. At the kiss to his cheek, he was reminded that there was a trustworthy presence in the room with him, and allowed himself to lean against her shoulder, staring off into space with wide, trembling eyes.

“I...” X’s voice came a hoarse whisper at first, before he swallowed thickly and began speaking a little louder, “I...was assigned to look into a...operation we’ve been keeping out of the public...”

He coughed twice, before wetting his lips so that he may simply continue speaking at all.

“You might’ve been clued in...it was a-a sort of drug ring, patches that freed the inhibitions of a reploid’s suffering circuit. A literal...“maverick stimulant”...”

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[limitlessvariable] X trudges into the Navigator Room, armor scuffed and a bit of smoke rising from inbetween his joints here and there. He takes a deep breath, sighs... and promptly collapses against Alia.

“Oh no X…X!” Alia shakes him, and receiving no response, she takes him into her arms and starts out of the room and towards the medical bay, “Out of the way”

“He needs medical attention immediately!”

[pastelmuses-archive]

“I do know what you’ve been hit by, X. That’s why I’m worrying.” She continued to provide support for him, helping him stay on his feet, “Can’t you at least get yourself looked at?”

She gently adjusted him, looking him over. There was no doubt that he was tired, especially after the beating he just took. Maybe some rest before getting looked at by a medic would be good.

“…Alright. Your quarters are close by, right? I’ll take you there.”

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X sighed as his Navigator refused to allow him to separate from her, resigning to it and leaning his head on her shoulder.

“Alright, but...”

“N-Not my quarters. Please. I can’t... I can’t give a debriefing right now. They’ll look for me there first.”

He tilts his head to look Alia in the eye. Something about this mission has been particularly taxing on him, and not in terms of physical damages. His eyes have no spark to them, and the vibrant hue of his artificial skin seemed almost grayed...his vitality had been sucked away, leaving him seeming feeble -- almost helpless, exhausted and desperate to get away for a bit.

No government facilities could treat this. Only a tender hand could.

“To yours. Please.”

[pastelmuses-archive]

[limitlessvariable] X trudges into the Navigator Room, armor scuffed and a bit of smoke rising from inbetween his joints here and there. He takes a deep breath, sighs... and promptly collapses against Alia.

“Oh no X…X!” Alia shakes him, and receiving no response, she takes him into her arms and starts out of the room and towards the medical bay, “Out of the way”

“He needs medical attention immediately!”

[archivedvariable]

“Alia...”

X gently pushes against her as he tries to stand upright, giving a hearty cough.

“Sickbay resources are spread enough as is...” He takes a few stumbling steps, attempting to gain some independent distance. “You...know what I’ve been hit by; I’m fine.”

A heavy sigh.

“I just... I’m really tired.”

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No X, you're doing it wrong. You and Alia are together right? That means you shoulder the responsibility so she no longer has to do it herself.

“Anon, that is absolutely…”

“…Horrible!”

“No wonder Alia’s been having so much trouble with this problem! H-How could I be so blind to something so obvious?! Have I failed as a boyfriend…?!”

[patient--zxro-deactivated201603]

// So I totally get the idea that robots wouldn’t be equipped for sex.

But guys. Be realistic. If we figured out a way to mass produce reploids?

Yeah. The first thing we would do is make sure we could fuck them.

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And thus did begin the Severed Genital Epidemic of 210X.

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“WOULD YOU KNOCK IT OFF”

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“Well, Alia, I didn’t want to be blunt, but--

You two bring this up at least twice a week. Nnnot counting weekends, because honestly, when you’ve had a bit much to drink, hoo boy...”

A-Anyway, I have to make a suggestion sometime.”

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INTERNAL SCREAMING

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“Alia, there are stasis VR simulations to help reploids with this kind of thing, if you need some release. I wouldn’t feel betrayed, or anything--”

[patient--zxro-deactivated201603]

“I think you need to have a long talk with your girlfriend, X.”

“Preferably a long talk with her somewhere private.”

[archivedvariable]

“Now see, your mistake was thinking I primarily meant Alia.”

[archivedvariable]

Because despite all your software, you all have hard drives. *bad pun*

“Go to jail.”

[archivedvariable]

“Why do my coworkers get sexually aroused so easily.

That’s not even a standard function for us it should never be the first response--”

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If he had never met me, he'd be happier now.

“...”

“Do you really think that if I’d never met you, I’d have been able to leave behind the me that clung to uncertainty and fear of conflict?

You taught me strength. That strength taught me hope.”

So, I never want to hear you say that again, Zero.”

[rpmemesupreme-blog]

anonymously send me something your muse is secretly thinking about mine, and my muse will guess who it is!

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Pocky Day (11/11) is coming, and my muse is eating a pocky! Send "Pocky" for my muse's reaction to yours biting down on the other end of the pocky!

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