CONVICT 007

Watch your fucking back-

the-blood-eye

I've got wings protecting it.

totallyjoseph

MY GOD PLEASE PROTECT ME FROM THAT THING-

#non canon #// GET YO FUCKIN DOG BITCH!! /ref

the-blood-eye

Dude I think one of the voices is like

Actively tracking your copy

I mean u probably saw that but thought I’d tell you

Yeah I noticed.

Watch your fucking back-

#non canon #/silly

[ There it is. ]

..That scientist is a dumbass.

… what? Who?

..don’t worry about it

Being able to hear this stuff is pissing me off, half of it is stupidity.

..That scientist is a dumbass.

You’re.. weirdly accepting of people treating you bad or not liking you

We’ve all done things. I killed what.. was probably a large amount. Of the current population. In our world.

I don’t regret what I’ve done, and I’m.. a reminder of someone’s mistakes. So I see it as fit that people wouldn’t like me.

I expect that people react badly.

s1m0n-th3-butch3r

dude, I think the blood eye made a friend

Who's the traitor? Who the fuck befriended my child's murderer?

#// 100% knows what’s happening but instead she’s only vaguely glared in that direction because. not her business

I keep forgetting you people.. can’t hear what’s going on

... what the fuck.

(That's... not even physically possible...)

what's wrong?

*cries in corner in asexual finding smut of his friends*

she takes one look at it, literally three seconds, then conjures an energy ball and fries the screen, headwings bristling and her cheeks burning from the seen material.

What the hell.

sm-6-sc13nt1st

Vhat are you looking at- OH MEIN GOD.

[her eyes are widened, most of this isn’t even physically possible, what is this and where did bean find it? … and is there more of it-]

...it’s not THAT bad. Why is everyone freaking out??

c0nv1ct008

[Kuro looks over Zinnia’s shoulder]

holy shit.. that is.. freaky.

I don't know why you two can be so chill about....this

She gestures to the screen. Still open to the fanfiction.

It’s not that bad

... what the fuck.

(That's... not even physically possible...)

what's wrong?

*cries in corner in asexual finding smut of his friends*

she takes one look at it, literally three seconds, then conjures an energy ball and fries the screen, headwings bristling and her cheeks burning from the seen material.

What the hell.

sm-6-sc13nt1st

Vhat are you looking at- OH MEIN GOD.

[her eyes are widened, most of this isn’t even physically possible, what is this and where did bean find it? … and is there more of it-]

#// giving her my reaction to things which is just being unaffected by it

...it’s not THAT bad. Why is everyone freaking out??

That’s crazy.

It sent a blood copy.. to do it’s dirty work. Sounds pathetic.

What do you think of the blood eye?

Cowardly piece of shit that can’t do it’s own dirty work

[ It’s been quiet. 007 Zinnia has been looking around, every now and again her head fin pressed against a wall. She knew what she was looking for. It was lurking, and she knew it. But it had been quiet. Hadn’t heard it talking to the blood eye.. hadn’t heard it impersonate someone else. But it’s not gone. And they’d rather attempt to keep track of the blood copy. Clearly no one else would. ]

[ ..She would just have to be quiet and wait for signs, she supposes. Let it wander and think they’re all clueless to it.. it would put them off guard, if they didn’t know someone was watching for it. ]

Uhm hello? I don’t think we’ve meet yet

[ Zinnia paused, her tail giving a bit of a flick, fins shifting as she glanced over to the voice. Wires. That’s what she’s heard them called here anyways. Aside from Briar- that’s what Eira, Evelyn’s fiancée, has been calling him. Previous brother- taken by the COI. Like many of them seem to have been. He must be roaming, he’s usually in his mindscape, she can hear the wet streaks of a frantic marker across a whiteboard, often heard from there. ]

[ Her eyes blinked, the many on one side of her face, along with the more human-looking one. She’d give a little nod as she muttered, as she usually did. Just loud enough for others to hear- it only reopened wounds, literally, whenever she let her jaw move too much. ]

...Hello. I’m.. not quite sure.. that we have.

He was indeed wandering around the Hail Mary when he found her. He quite literally trips and falls out of the mindscape on the occasion, and he likes to make the most of the occasion when he does.

He looked at her with intense curiosity showing through his blank eyes.

I’m Briar, it’s nice to meet you.

He offered his good hand, which was covered in callouses, to Zinnia for a handshake.

[ Zinnia accepted it, though maybe Briar would notice she only seemed to use one arm, the other one, the left one, seemed to be limp at her side. It still worked- just was annoying to use.. probably because of the teeth mouth-like pieces of flesh that went over the elbow, and. You can’t really bend through that tough material. ]

[ She seemed to smile a bit, or at least intending to, hard to tell she really only one side of her face looked human. ] ..Convict-007. It’s a pleasure.

He frowned and held in a flinch at the word convict.

Ah, the COI got you too.

He said softly, as he involuntarily tensed up. A collage of memories threatened to flood him, but he pushed it all back and tried to brightened up.

Can I call you Connie?

His eyes focused on her, irregular left side. He looked down at his own wrapped up left hand. He gestured between his injury and her mutation as he jested.

Oh look! We’re matching.

Ah.. sorry. Force of habit. [ She gave them an awkward smile before saying. ] ..my names Zinnia. But.. I’m fine with being called.. whatever. Honestly.

And.. yes. Part of their.. tests with the blood ocean effects.

[ Zinnia’s own gaze shifted to look at Briar’s arm. She couldn’t help smiling a bit- okay, now that was a funny coincidence. And it did sorta make her match with some of the people here. ] Huh.. I guess we are.

He lifted up his left arm awkwardly.

Got nerve damage working on the sm-13. Can’t feel anything from, about here

He pointed 3-4 inches above the wrist with his good hand. Then he was silent for a moment, but clearly filled with thoughts.

Zinnia, that’s a lovely name. Is- is that the name you had on Eden? You are from Eden, right?

[ Zinnia makes a hum as she listens to him speak. She would make it a fair conversation and share her own stuff- but she’s pretty sure it’s obvious, visually, what’s changed with her. Zinnia nods at that last bit, ] Yes.. From Mars, brought to Eden.

[ It’s been quiet. 007 Zinnia has been looking around, every now and again her head fin pressed against a wall. She knew what she was looking for. It was lurking, and she knew it. But it had been quiet. Hadn’t heard it talking to the blood eye.. hadn’t heard it impersonate someone else. But it’s not gone. And they’d rather attempt to keep track of the blood copy. Clearly no one else would. ]

[ ..She would just have to be quiet and wait for signs, she supposes. Let it wander and think they’re all clueless to it.. it would put them off guard, if they didn’t know someone was watching for it. ]

Uhm hello? I don’t think we’ve meet yet

[ Zinnia paused, her tail giving a bit of a flick, fins shifting as she glanced over to the voice. Wires. That’s what she’s heard them called here anyways. Aside from Briar- that’s what Eira, Evelyn’s fiancée, has been calling him. Previous brother- taken by the COI. Like many of them seem to have been. He must be roaming, he’s usually in his mindscape, she can hear the wet streaks of a frantic marker across a whiteboard, often heard from there. ]

[ Her eyes blinked, the many on one side of her face, along with the more human-looking one. She’d give a little nod as she muttered, as she usually did. Just loud enough for others to hear- it only reopened wounds, literally, whenever she let her jaw move too much. ]

...Hello. I’m.. not quite sure.. that we have.

He was indeed wandering around the Hail Mary when he found her. He quite literally trips and falls out of the mindscape on the occasion, and he likes to make the most of the occasion when he does.

He looked at her with intense curiosity showing through his blank eyes.

I’m Briar, it’s nice to meet you.

He offered his good hand, which was covered in callouses, to Zinnia for a handshake.

[ Zinnia accepted it, though maybe Briar would notice she only seemed to use one arm, the other one, the left one, seemed to be limp at her side. It still worked- just was annoying to use.. probably because of the teeth mouth-like pieces of flesh that went over the elbow, and. You can’t really bend through that tough material. ]

[ She seemed to smile a bit, or at least intending to, hard to tell she really only one side of her face looked human. ] ..Convict-007. It’s a pleasure.

He frowned and held in a flinch at the word convict.

Ah, the COI got you too.

He said softly, as he involuntarily tensed up. A collage of memories threatened to flood him, but he pushed it all back and tried to brightened up.

Can I call you Connie?

His eyes focused on her, irregular left side. He looked down at his own wrapped up left hand. He gestured between his injury and her mutation as he jested.

Oh look! We’re matching.

Ah.. sorry. Force of habit. [ She gave them an awkward smile before saying. ] ..my names Zinnia. But.. I’m fine with being called.. whatever. Honestly.

And.. yes. Part of their.. tests with the blood ocean effects.

[ Zinnia’s own gaze shifted to look at Briar’s arm. She couldn’t help smiling a bit- okay, now that was a funny coincidence. And it did sorta make her match with some of the people here. ] Huh.. I guess we are.

[ It’s been quiet. 007 Zinnia has been looking around, every now and again her head fin pressed against a wall. She knew what she was looking for. It was lurking, and she knew it. But it had been quiet. Hadn’t heard it talking to the blood eye.. hadn’t heard it impersonate someone else. But it’s not gone. And they’d rather attempt to keep track of the blood copy. Clearly no one else would. ]

[ ..She would just have to be quiet and wait for signs, she supposes. Let it wander and think they’re all clueless to it.. it would put them off guard, if they didn’t know someone was watching for it. ]

Uhm hello? I don’t think we’ve meet yet

[ Zinnia paused, her tail giving a bit of a flick, fins shifting as she glanced over to the voice. Wires. That’s what she’s heard them called here anyways. Aside from Briar- that’s what Eira, Evelyn’s fiancée, has been calling him. Previous brother- taken by the COI. Like many of them seem to have been. He must be roaming, he’s usually in his mindscape, she can hear the wet streaks of a frantic marker across a whiteboard, often heard from there. ]

[ Her eyes blinked, the many on one side of her face, along with the more human-looking one. She’d give a little nod as she muttered, as she usually did. Just loud enough for others to hear- it only reopened wounds, literally, whenever she let her jaw move too much. ]

...Hello. I’m.. not quite sure.. that we have.

He was indeed wandering around the Hail Mary when he found her. He quite literally trips and falls out of the mindscape on the occasion, and he likes to make the most of the occasion when he does.

He looked at her with intense curiosity showing through his blank eyes.

I’m Briar, it’s nice to meet you.

He offered his good hand, which was covered in callouses, to Zinnia for a handshake.

#// don’t mind her she’s not used to using her own name— been not-using it for so long that even she forgot it showing up here

[ Zinnia accepted it, though maybe Briar would notice she only seemed to use one arm, the other one, the left one, seemed to be limp at her side. It still worked- just was annoying to use.. probably because of the teeth mouth-like pieces of flesh that went over the elbow, and. You can’t really bend through that tough material. ]

[ She seemed to smile a bit, or at least intending to, hard to tell she really only one side of her face looked human. ] ..Convict-007. It’s a pleasure.

[ It’s been quiet. 007 Zinnia has been looking around, every now and again her head fin pressed against a wall. She knew what she was looking for. It was lurking, and she knew it. But it had been quiet. Hadn’t heard it talking to the blood eye.. hadn’t heard it impersonate someone else. But it’s not gone. And they’d rather attempt to keep track of the blood copy. Clearly no one else would. ]

[ ..She would just have to be quiet and wait for signs, she supposes. Let it wander and think they’re all clueless to it.. it would put them off guard, if they didn’t know someone was watching for it. ]

Uhm hello? I don’t think we’ve meet yet