CONTAMINATED.

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INTOXICATED; on a journey of self-discovery.

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    "--You look super tired.           Almost dead." She would point out bluntly, much like the many corpses that'd glitter the outskirts of the first town she awoke in. She wasn't intentionally wanting to sound rude, rather, she's just stating the obvious.

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     “—Heh?”   One of her very inquiries struck the nail on the head,      but the other fantasies she offered were  absolutely  horrifying.      A cute and innocent egg murdering people? Trying to kill himself      to atone for his sins? That was outlandish, not to mention scary      to think about!

     “Oh,  no!  No, no, no!”  Clear flailed his hands quite comically at his      sides, looking like more of a cartoon character than the caricature      of a full-grown man. “That isn’t how it goes at all! Humpty Dumpty-      -san just… fell in an accident! That is all so cruel! Though…”

     He whined tiredly and  laid  his  arms  out,  sprawled  spread-eagle      along  the  grass.  “The  nursery  rhyme  itself  is  very mean, too…      because the next part says… that all of the king’s horses and all of      the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty-san together again.”

     To that, he sulked a great deal, his pout bringing forth the clarity that      he’d put a lot of stock into that rhyme, into Humpty’s safety, much like      a child would upon hearing it.

     He’s supposed to have the mind-set and body of a twenty-something-      -year-old man, mind.

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      "So.. he died...          and he was completely innocent?" Perhaps Astra felt better when hearing stories that could ( in some way ) be a lot similar to herself, knowing that it wasn't only herself to haveto carry all the guilt, but alas Humpty Dumpty was merely one of the victims, caught at the merciless hands of cruel fate, and nothing could save him. For reasons entirely different to Clear's, Astra would take a moment to process the realization of the nursery rhyme, despite being just a tale, the depth to the story would catch on deep. Why such stories would be passed to children was beyond even Astra's understanding, not as though she was really socially knowledgeable about humans anyway, she would join in with the sulking, a hand raised to clutch as her heart.   "I don't really like them sort of stories, to be quite honest with you." Fiction could potentially harm people more so than non-fiction, purely due to the content, she would much prefer to be studying some sort of life form than talk about innocent eggs dying. Astra gently fell to her kneel, arms crossed along her chest. "See, you've made yourself upset now. Don't you have any better stories to tell? Like-- how was your day? You were so cheerful before."

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   "That there Sir,       looks very interesting!"

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     “Head… over… oh!” It takes him the briefest moment to burst out in mirth,      giggling all the way as he swings about on his perch  like  something of      a monkey. Hands are to his lips as his laughter continues, his hair fallen      all off of his  face,  including  his  fluffy  fringe.  This girl is even funnier      than he could ever hope to be.

            ( Truthfully, he hadn’t even realized             his own ridiculous pun until later… )

     “Numpty…  You know,  that rhymes with a story I’d heard on the internet      before,”  notes Clear with gaze cast downward,  or is  it  upward  in this      silly case?   “It is about an egg named Humpty Dumpty.  It goes a little like      this, so listen carefully!”

            ❝ Humpty dumpty sat on a wall,             Humpty dumpty had a great… fall! ❞

     With that, he descends, as well, looking  to  land  gracefully  on  his  feet.      However,  he  overestimated  the  distance  between  his  head  and  the      ground,  so  he  lands  right  on  his  skull,  a  major injury for a human, a      minor pain for an android of his stature.

     He has the grace of a gazelle.      — A drunken one.

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       "Ah--! ...Ahah!           You're quite careless!" Unlike someone who would have probably assumed the worst and worried over the robot's fall, Astra found it even more so hilarious than the puns being produced. It'd been probably the first time in her life that she's naturally laughed about something with someone, truly a magical moment indeed.       "Did this Humpty Dum...--pity.. fall like that too?" Who on earth was he on about? Not that Astra minded such a story, although the stranger may potentially regret having ever mentioned something unfamiliar and new to her, Astra can become quite philosophical over the simplest of things -- even over a nursery rhyme about a falling egg,

"Was that some sort of re-enactment? Did Humpty Dumpity murder people? Did he fall out of revenge or to atone for his sins?" The questions were piling up in her head, endless. Such were asked so casually, white strands of hair falling to the surface of Clear's chest as she hung over, eyes wide with sudden excitement. 

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❛ ♔   VOLATILE ,  HARSH —  who had made her a wolf ?             the smile fades & eyebrows almost knit in confusion —             but curiosity spikes & his own words smooth out from              the initial disturbance ( an ocean in their own right ,  &             they move with the calm of one ) .  arms find themselves             tucked over his chest & his expression settles .         ❝ I DON’T SEE  how it would be personal —  as we’ve               just met ,  but i WAS offering assistance .  my apologies               for not being more forward .  but if you don’t need my help ,                                               i won’t extend it . ❞  

                                                                                      what an odd girl .

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     "You're quick to apologise...            that's no fun." Not that she was intentionally looking for an argument in the first place, of course, but Astra was used to such quick retaliation when living her life in a facility filled with stress and desperation. She wasn't exactly a rebel herself ( or back then anyway ), but to hear raised voices of both anguish and fury nearly everyday would have her expect that naturally. The rather calm and composed response had her taken aback slightly.    "Did I say it was personal?" --Thus she would respond in a serious tone, as if she couldn't recall what she'd said moments before. "Just because I don't need your help, doesn't mean I wouldn't want your company." Perhaps it's due to her pride that Astra wouldn't accept any given help. Instead she would attempt to get whatever information she needs through casual conversation.            "You're a rather nice person in comparison to who else I've encountered today. Tell me, has that been a struggle for you yet or?"

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anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal

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roboticas - astraslogical

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Meet The Muse

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tagged by glorywithin.

 hover over the links for a brief description !

|| The Basics ||

name: Astra nickname(s): #01 age: stopped aging at 20 species: astralis | alien

|| Personal ||

morality(bold one per section): lawful / neutral / chaotic ||| good / grey / evil religious belief: none . sins: lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath virtues: chastity / charity / temperance / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice primary goals in life: self-discovery languages known: english, astralis secrets: her race, what she's capable of. quirks: she has a soft spot for hand-crafted dolls and music boxes. she's also obsessed with reading textbooks and winter hats. savvies: war.

|| Physical ||

build: slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / other height: 5'8 weight: weightless scars/birthmarks: she's covered head-to-toe in red rings and markings. abilities / powers: enhanced strength/sight/hearing. . restrictions: none.

|| Favorites ||

favorite food: it'd be fairy cakes. favorite drink: hot chocolate. favorite pizza topping: pepperoni favorite color: blue favorite music genre: classical, country favorite book genre: nonfiction/educational favorite movie genre: action/thriller/horror favorite season: autumn favorite butt type: no favorite swear word: shit favorite scent: rust, and also baking bread. favorite quote: n/a

|| Fun Stuff ||

"boss" theme music:  BOTHER.  . bottom or top: bottom loud burper or soft burper: soft sings in the shower: yes / no / sometimes / hums likes bad puns: yes / no / indifferent

their opinion on the mun:  if she believes in me, i can trust her.

tagging ! equalizations and venatorx

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                         ❝ What’s a soulmate? ❞

              ❝ It’s a..

                        Well, it’s like a best friend, but more.

   It’s the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone                                                                                                                           else.

It’s someone who makes you a better person, well, actually they don’t make you a better person…

                  you do that yourself— because they i n s p i r e you.

              A soulmate is someone who you carry with you forever.

                  It’s the one person who knew you,                                 and accepted you,                                     and believed in you                                                         before anyone else did                                           or when no one else would.

                   And no matter what happens.. you’ll always love them. ❞

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        “ you mean these ones?                                               —fucking pathetic. ”

volcanic ash spits from her hydra’s throat, planetary nebulae left behind in cosmic sandstorms of her tongue’s stellar dust— skies know not of pity, not of mercy but only of death [ she is the same, a monstrous HORROR that sets upon the galaxy’s horizon in the bleak of twilight; when life is scarce and suns SPARK with last breaths, she will devour ]. and death she became, hand toned with the blood of the lost; nails digging into the brain matter of a so called authority figure— five separate holes in the corpse’s skull, each filled with her invading fingers: the she - devil squeezes till cracks as sharp as thunder sounds.

                                      “ or do you have territorial issues too? ”

murder is thrown at her feet, the body tossed towards the girl and raking the cemented earth as it struggles to kill velocity; eventually rolling to a stop where only the grim reaper could claim such grotesqueness [ the stench is INHUMANE, a carcass PILLAGED and left to rot at the hands of a brute; GODS will not save them now and she knows ].

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          "--Are you...               even real?" And by that, she means human. No human that Astra has ever come into contact with has the capability to crush a skull so effortlessly, of course, such death and destruction was nothing new to her when turned, but seeing as though she was currently in her seemingly normal state, she couldn't help but flinch as she stared at the body just tossed towards her-- yet another wasted life lost. There were more dead bodies than there were living beings. Although such capabilities that she possesses are on the down-low at the moment, her determination to keep up an unphased disposition didn't falter. With her head held high does Astra stare. "Hardly, why would I want to protect a dump that isn't even mine." All she has ever seen is this poor excuse for a world, a planet to which struggles to recover from their own mistakes. As much as Astra did admire humans, she was just very glad that she wasn't one. "Don't categorize with me with them. I'm here for my own reasons." Reasons to which, if in another state of mind, she would already be boasting about. Right now, however, she was just cautious. 

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combat stats.

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★★★★★★★★★★ — Physical Strength ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆— Offense ★★★★★★★★★☆ — Defense ★★★★★★★★★★— Speed ★★★★★★★★☆☆ —  Intelligence ★★★★★★★★★★ — Accuracy ★★★★★★★★★★ — Agility ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ —  Stamina ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — Teamwork

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❛ ♔   & HE OFFERS a small smile in response —  there             was a tension in her being that was but akin to the strings             of a violin wound so tightly that they might SNAP  ( & he             wishes she weren’t ,  as interesting as it is to observe ,               for who knows what she could be capable of ? ) that             hercules means to dispel .         ❝ I DEFINITELY HAVEN’T .  but yes —  i am .                     i’m much more familiar with this place                               than i believe you are .  ❞

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    "What-- are you trying to rub that in?         I don't really care if you're more knowledgeable than me. I can figure out things on my own just fine." There wasn't really any need for that sort of retaliation, but then again, pretty much a lot of what befalls from her mouth was downright unnecessary and.. just plain weird. Astra would respond as if offended, cheeks puffed, her expression resembling that of a child, a complete contrast to her mature tone. It would most likely benefit her a whole lot more if she were to ask and try and get help for her current situation, but alas today she was feeling very prideful. "Do you annoy most strangers, or is this something personal."

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     “—It is such a lovely day, isn’t it, miss?”

     As though nothing was, is, and will never be amiss,      Clear dangles from the tree by legs over a sturdy ol’      branch,  strength  and  skillful  balance  keeping him      aloft above the ground, and  he  would  need  it, too,      lest he fall right on his noggin.

     “Hello! Are you hanging around today as I am?”

     —Ba-dum-pssh.

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            "It's a perfect day indeed!"                An eyebrow is raised, because damn, she's impressed.

The pun was a surprise-- it'd take her a few moments to even get the joke, considering her interaction and progression into social norms and slang was a slow but steady progress, Astra couldn't help but laugh, arms swinging as though she hadn't a care if the branch does snap.

      "Obviously, you numpty! You could also say I'm just--"  And with no warning, she descends, shifting her non-existent body weight and swinging her legs over, landing on both feet with a slight stumble. "--Falling head-over-heels!"