Human No More

Private && Selective Orianna || Using new lore and personal headcanons || Penned by Shay || Est 12/10/16

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compulsivevirtuoso:

“Very well, then you may come home with me once we’re done.” She steps into the supply store, gracefully bowing at the warm welcome she received. Picking out paints didn’t take her long and they were out of the store as fast as they had entered. Jhin had a great eye for paint after all. “I do hope you will forgive the possible mess. I do not hire servants and as such, I clean the mansion myself.” Or well she had a unnamed third party do that, it would not be wise to show someone like Orianna  her servant. Least she be misunderstood.

—≪⚙≫ “ I would be willing to help with the cleaning as way of payment for me staying. I do not wish to intrude upon  your kindness. “

     Despite the fact Orianna was a neat freak -- Or she supposed she used to be one -- She could stand a bit of a mess if it meant being around the intriguing woman. 

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Headcanon: When Orianna is thinking or studying something, her sentences tend to be shorter. 

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hextech-prodigy:

⚙️ ~ A surprised yelp escapes Annie, she had been caught! Or well something along that thought, since she wasn’t spying. Turning to face the pretty lady, henceforth known to her as Orianna. ‘I’m Annie!  Oh and this is Tibbers!’ She holds up her teddy bear, a small spark of electricity runs through their stomach. ~ ⚙️

—≪⚙≫ “ Annie is a nice name. Tibbers is also intriguing. Your bear is quite cute. “

    Head tilted a bit as she tried to fully understand what was in front of her. Were they like her? A mechanical doll? 

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⚙️ ~ ‘Look Tibbers! A pretty lady!’ She turns the doll towards her and holds him up high. 'Will I become a pretty lady one day?’ ~ ⚙️

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—≪⚙≫” I believe you shall. “

     Orianna answered, not fully realizing she was speaking to her stuffed animal. The doll moved to kneel down in front of the girl. 

     “ My name is Orianna, you? “

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Did she offer that? A moment of silence as she weakly chuckles, arms folded behind her back. Stopping in her tracks she thought it over for a while, mulling on the possibility of staying with Orianna for longer. Eventually, she settled down, tilting her head sideways and over her shoulder to look at Orianna. “Do you have anywhere to stay? If not, my mansion has enough rooms to host several guests. I don’t see a reason to deny you shelter if you require it. I’m not the worst person around.” Arguably.

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—≪⚙≫ “ I have no where to stay. I do not sleep, so I keep traveling. It would be nice to have some place I can temporarily call home. “

     She fully had decided she liked the woman, even if she had secrets, perhaps even dark secrets. Wasn’t there darkness in everyone though? 

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Henlo friendos. Could you give this post a Like / Reblog if you’re interested in roleplaying with a Hextech-Annie? I have several years of experience in the community and would like to get the lil’ child wonder some people to talk to. Note that this blog is a side-blog, so don’t be surprised if someone else starts following you. Thank you very much for your attention~ x }}

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Who wants to live with a doll? Jhin would, in fact, she had a walking mannequin at home which she had brought to life with the help of LeBlanc. Monstrosity. But was she like Orianna? Probably not, the fact Orianna thought for herself and had desires was the key difference here. Her own doll was just a toy to play with and abuse as much as she wanted. “There are people who would like to be with a doll– as someone who lacks emotions it would be nice to be with someone in a similar level.”

“Not to mention that appearance is fake. A little bit of makeup, get some work done here, use some magic there… It’s easy to deceive people, it’s far harder to be a natural beauty.” Such as myself, though she never said that. Even though she wanted to badly… “Don’t be so gloomy darling, it’ll seep into the painting later.”

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—≪⚙≫ “ I will try not to be. “

    Eye cast upwards, looking at the sky. At least the sun was shining. Days where it was clouded and raining made her feel worse. 

     “ Is it wrong for me to think that you might have been offering for me to stay with you more than just this afternoon permitting? Might I ask about you as well? Do you have anyone dear to you? I know of the one you mentioned earlier. “

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Jhin took the lead, her steps slow, meant to provoke those around her. She was without mask which meant she was out to break hearts for her own ego. “Anyone can be a suitable model, if not for their appearance then for their body type or even the way they pose. A lot of thought goes into my art. So it’s important for me to pick the right model– in this case, that’ll be you. I think we’ll do just fine.” She brushed her locks to the side, that uneasy feeling in her stomach didn’t leave. What was up with this Orianna… Why did she make her feel so…. so… Sad, so alone. They were not the same person. “Are you concerned about your appearance?”

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—≪⚙≫ “ Sometimes I concern myself with it. I am not human, yet I try to look like that of one. I was able to enchant myself this skin and for my eyes to look more realistic. My anatomy is even attempted to be as normal as possible. A mage that helped me, tried to ensure I could have a normal life if I sought it. Yet no one wishes to be with me -- Who wants to live with a doll? “

     It was strange to be able to open up so freely with this woman, but she felt as though she would not be judged or ridiculed. 

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Headcanon: Because of her losing her original eyes, her new ones cannot see color, only shades of grey. 

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“Hnmm.” Jhin her strongest emotions were during performances, with or without her mask. As such it wouldn’t hurt to take her along when she was going to perform or paint. It really brought out the passion that she had. She could just drag her to one of the safehouses, they were like mansions anyway. The best money could buy at a safe location. “Very well, if you will have me around your person. I am actually on my way to buy more paint for my canvas. I often hear I am at my best while I’m working– perhaps it will draw inspiration for you as well. In return, you may be my model for the day. How does that sound?”

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—≪⚙≫ “ I would be delighted. I hope I will be a model suitable enough for you. “

     Another bow was given to the other, then when straightened, hands would be brought to be folded in front of her while she looked around. All she could see was in gray scale, which did bring a bit of sorrow. She enjoyed seeing the colors the world brought, the vibrancy to it. Perhaps this was another thing that worked to dampen her mood.

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“I see.” A sad tale, one she might have written down and turned into a story were it not that she had a genuine interest in Orianna. “Well, try and consider the following then. You are a new person, someone forgotten to time. Are you going to convince those around you who you once were, or wouldn’t it be better to show yourself as a new person? Have them learn about you as such.” After all, this is what she did, hide her actual name, her birth right. Appear before people as a new person, a new player on the field. And they will see you as only that.

“As for feelings– does something trigger a stronger feeling within you than others? Perhaps– Ah forgive me, I am already pondering on solutions when I am not even asked to assist.” Frustrating, she was just so much alike… that it… it… She let out a strained sigh.

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—≪⚙≫ “ No, I like that you offer. It is kind. Your words are wise, I appreciate them. Sometimes when I see things around me, other people having strong emotions, it awakens them in me. It’s like I remember how to feel again. “

    Despite her lack of human emotions anymore, she loved to be around people.

    “ Perhaps you would allow me to stay with you awhile? You don’t have to invite me to your home, I merely ask for some company while you are awake. I’ll leave when you tire of me. “

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Jhin observed, merely standing there for a while. Hands folded neatly against her jacket as she thought for a bit. Head tilted, eyes closed. Deeply in thought for a while. That had to be tough, Jhin herself was incapable of properly understanding emotions and handling feelings. And she was a human right now if you once had them and they got stripped from you that must be frustrating, to say the least. As such Jhin closed her eyes and sighed softly at her own train of thoughts going left and right.

“I see, that does sound very conflicting indeed. Though it is of no concern to me if you disclose too much information. You see I am a maiden and in Ionia people often come to maidens with things that trouble them, with a story they wish to share and so forth and so on. Most of these people I do not know and most of them I will never see again. As such, your words will be locked away and only brought up whenever you want it to be brought up. I promise.”

Half a lie, Half the truth. If it would benefit her she’d bring it out. “I would like to know more about you, but I feel that would be prying. It must be tough being so conflicted with yourself.”

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—≪⚙≫ “ It is truly. “

     Someone to wish she could disclose her tale. Someone that she could vent what it was like to be what she is now. 

     “ I used to be a human girl who adored clocks and their designs. However, due to the poison in the air of Zaun my body started to fail. One by one, my father and I replaced my organs and limbs until I am what I am now. A shell, a doll of what I once was. I can see the memories and if I concentrate long enough I can feel the emotions flow through me of what I felt at the time. Yet, now, I seem always stoic, staring blankly at people’s trials and tribulations. I wish to feel, but cannot. It is fleeting, like human breath. 

     I do not breath, I do not eat. I neither tire or feel strain. It’s why I left to search the world. I wish to find my new self, I wish to feel again. I will never be who I was in the past, but surely I can forge something for myself with this new existence of mine. “

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Headcanons: Orianna has skin of sorts. It’s cold to the touch, but it helps to hide her metal design. It’s of magic so it heals when it is cut and she doesn’t bleed. If she is cut deep enough, it will cut through her metal and expose her inner workings.

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compulsivevirtuoso:

“J–” A mistake, she wasn’t wearing her mask. She quickly clears her throat and passes on a sweet smile. “Khada~ Perhaps you’ve heard of me? I have published several books, performed on stage both acting and music. I also have paintings in several galleries around multiple city states. Ah, I’m boasting how rude of me.” A fake blush, there it went she covered her flaws from before. The resemblance and name threw her off guard for a bit.

—≪⚙≫ “ It is a pleasure to meet you then, Khada. “

    An elegant bow was given to the other. She had noticed the hesitation on the name giving, so it was safe to assume that it might not be the other’s true name. It didn’t bother Orianna though, as people should be allowed to conceal if need be. 

    “ Perhaps I have. The name seems vaguely familiar. Chances are I have admired some of your works. I am a master tinkerer. I enjoy building things -- Or do I ?”

     A pause, a conflict in thought.

    “ No, that was past, I build now to sustain. I miss feeling pleasure in the work I did. “

    Another error. Her interaction was getting quite skewered. 

     “ Forgive me, now I disclose too much when we are mere acquaintances. You see, I was human at some point, but now a lot of what I was has been lost to time. You can see why it gets confusing for someone like me. . . That doesn’t feel, but at the same time can feel. “

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compulsivevirtuoso:

The name, it rips through her. Memories, music, moments spent together, her confession in the snow. She immediately regains her posture and forces a chuckle from her painted lips. “No, not at all.  I am not upset, I was simply hooked into the past for a split second, such things happen on occasion. It’s nothing to actually be concerned about though I appreciate the gesture.”

—≪⚙≫ “ I see. . . You have asked my name, but I do not know yours. Do you wish to disclose it? “

     The range of emotions that flashed through the other sparked curiosity in Orianna. Something she hadn’t felt in awhile. . . So this was what it was like.

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—≪⚙≫ “ Why do you stare at me so? “

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“I’m sorry. You remind me of someone…. dear to me. Would you mind telling me your name?”

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—≪⚙≫ “ My name is Orianna. “

    She paused, looking at the woman before her, tilting her head a bit. 

    “ You seem upset by the mention of this person. Should I leave? I do not wish to upset you. “