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Hey there! I know I’ve been very absent and that without any warning or notice, but I’m alive and well! I have decided to do roleplay mainly on the Wire messaging app for now, maybe even discord, but I just don’t feel like tumblr is the most practical platform to do roleplay anymore. If anyone wants to roleplay with Sabiq, let me know!
Taeko Ohnuki - 4:00 A.M. (Migonne, 1978)
WISHLIST
Following this headcanon: Have someone be Sabiq’s first time and have them both agree on being nothing more than friends with benefits from the get go --- until Sabiq of course catches dumb feelings after all and he’s basically stuck in the hell that is unrequited love.
Bonus: Have someone else be the friend that offers Sabiq a shoulder to cry on as he laments about how stupid and dumb that guy he’s seeing is while also crying because that guy actually isn’t stupid and dumb and actually super nice and charming and friendly and how it’s so dumb of him [Sabiq] to have caught feelings even though he KNOWS what both of them agreed on from the beginning, OKAY?
HEADCANON
Let’s be real, Sabiq is really interested in sex even if it comes with lots of complications; being forced to wear an environmental suit doesn’t automatically take away your sexual desires after all. Right after he’s finished his pilgrimage and gets exiled (so around 22), he probably goes back to Omega out of spite to try out the sex scene there with dumb apps and tons of immune boosters and antibiotics that he can barely afford.
bluesunsdusk.
“Well, more… I sell weapons,” Val’an explained. She hadn’t really covered it well enough to avoid confusion. Maybe because she was trying to rush this without being quite aware of it herself. You know, like how one might sweep some glass shards under the rug and hope no one brings up the missing cup. “But I don’t store them well, and uh…” She gave a little shrug with her hands up in the air a little below her shoulder height. “Whoops.”
Yes. Whoops. Making the Eclipse you’re trying to sell to want your hide. Just a whoops. She repeated, “It’s volatile.” The she shook her head and corrected. “Toxic. It’s toxic.” With a wide hand gesture in an attempt to illustrate how big of an area she’d affected, though not quite able to bring that across on account of her small size, she said, “Entire container, contaminated.”
She wasn’t whispering, unlike what some might do if they had gotten some beef with one of the main gangs, but she did speak more softly than usual. Of course, she was unnaturally chipper about it all. Outwardly so, at least.
“Surprisingly, my roommate is not toxic. Maybe a little disinterested, but not toxic,” she finally answered on Sabiq’s last questions with a little shake of the head and a gesture of both her hands like pushing the very notion of it away. Though, that may have been a confusing use of the term, so she quickly clarified, "I don’t mean chemically so, though I do wonder what would happen if he took the X3.”
“Who’s your roommate now? Is he also in the Blue Suns?” he asked, a little less overcome by emotions now that she had told him that she didn’t sell drugs. Weapons had the potential to be dangerous too, but at least it wouldn’t straight up make her a criminal to sell them.
Well, this certainly hasn’t been a pleasant surprise to come back and be left without a place to stay. When he left to return to the fleet, he did tell her that she could do whatever with the flat. After all, he had packed all of his things and took them with him to the flotilla since he expected to be living there for the next few years if not longer.
Sabiq would have thought that Val would at least search for another roommate first if the rent for the apartment got too much for her alone -- but he realised that it ultimately wouldn’t have worked anyway since the Eclipse were after her apparently, which probably wasn’t too much fun for her.
But to be fair, it wasn’t particularly fun for Sabiq either to walk up to your apartment door, just to be faced by a stranger who immediately assumes that you wanted to break into their home. After that’s happened, he really didn't know any better than to give Val a call and meet up.
“Also...,” he added. “You guys don’t happen to have an extra room for a night or two, do you? Or just a couch? Just so long until I find a new place?”
INDEPENDENT ROLEPLAY OF A QUARIAN OC
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A pang of guilt hit Joker square in the chest and he was almost tempted to lash out rather than come to terms with the fact he was being unnecessarily rude to someone who was simply eager and surrounded with new technology his exiled people could only dream of having. Or developing. He pursed his lips in annoyance before his features softened and a sigh made his tensed shoulders relax.
“The Normandy is equipped with some pretty unique technology that no other ship on both the human and the Turian military currently possesses, but the controls are common for the Alliance,” he said, fingers skimming over the 3D console, “otherwise, it’d cost extra to train a crew just to fly a ship.” Though Joker felt fairly certain he could learn the ropes of any ship in a short amount of time.
Maybe that was more ego than reality, but fuck it. Let a guy dream.
“From what Tali’s told me about the flotilla, you guys are working with the immediate ancestors of these controls. Unless you’re planning on being an engineer, I think you’ll find a lot of familiarity with the way things work around here. It’s just shinier and flashier.”
"Oh, so that’s what it is,” he said before glancing over the entire control panel with all its shininess and flashiness as Moreau put it. He’s neither been on a human space ship nor a turian one so it wasn’t completely unexpected of him to be overwhelmed at first glance, yet he attempted to locate whatever may have seemed familiar to him while filtering out all the lights around; this time more focused.
There! That circular hologram must have been the primary flight display --- with what seemed to be the navigation display right to its left!
Sabiq stood there silently as he travelled the several displays with his eyes, smiling each time he recognised something familiar after all. Even after placing his hand right next to the headrest on the pilot’s seat, he did not notice how much he’s actually moved closer... until he does.
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“Maybe some months…” Val softly replied, though she only turned her head away the slightest bit. Honestly, she wasn’t expecting to see Sabiq again, considering that completing one’s pilgrimage was usually seen as a more permanent affair. “I wasn’t with them first, but then the yellow ones wanted me dead.” The yellow ones being the Eclipse.
She rubbed her hands together and a continued to explain, “Something about my pricing and their drugs…” She gave a little nod. “They’re very volatile.”
What was the drug called? Val turned her head trying to think of the name. Minagen X3. Right. Once that was done, she looked back at Sabiq. “Living with a Blue Sun is safer than squatting. No protection fees either.”
“Your pricing and their drugs...” He repeated Val’s words before his eyes widened and his head lowered as well as his voice. “W-Wait, are you selling drugs? Where do you live now? Who are you living with now? Are they mistreating you?”
Sabiq tried to lower his voice as much as possible, yet that didn’t mean that he sounded completely shocked through his hissed words. When he was on his way back to Omega, Sabiq had expected that the only troubling part would have been to explain to her that he’s been exiled. This was not it.
risenspectre.
“You have not met many turians,” Nihlus noted. Well, not spoken to many turians about various aspects of their culture, at least. Not that he knew every intimate detail of human culture, and he had met plenty of those. Odd that turians cutting each other open alive for study was believable. One would think that’d be seen as more of a Salarian thing. At any rate, Nihlus seemed absolutely unbothered by the misunderstanding. He’d dealt with worse.
Now he was curious, however. “If it were, as you say, a turian thing, what purpose would you’ve believed it had?”
“I haven’t, no,” he admitted, shaking his head slightly. It really was that obvious. He had heard that turians were highly respected in the galactic community -- almost as respected as the asari -- so he really shouldn’t have any more slip ups like if he wanted to leave a good impression.
He took a deep breath and huffed not knowing how to respond to that. “Honestly? I had no clue. I just didn’t want to be rude if it really was something important to you.”
Alien squadmates.
↳ Human squadmates
thephoenixnomore.
“Advantages?” Val chuckled “That’s the beauty of a synthetic prosthesis: it’s adaptable. My philosophy? Why just replace…”
The pointer finger of Val’s synthetic arm opened up lengthwise, giving way for the compact omni-welder hidden inside.
“…when you can upgrade.”
Sabiq’s mouth was wide open in aw. “How'd you even get all the money to pay for this thing? I’d have to sell one of my lungs to afford this.” Or become a criminal, he thought. Either of that should have worked to pay for something this neat.
TRIVIA
If you listen to the songs on my autoplay from top to bottom, you may notice that it’s got a continues plot:
I basically imagined a cyborg being turned on by a human and pondering the purpose of his life before he falls in love with a human and after that, with countless of others, only to realise that he can’t fully comprehend the concept of what humans call love and that it in fact isn’t the purpose of his existence. Eventually he accepts that love isn’t something that’s meant for him and shuts himself down -- only to be found by another human after some time and turned on again, repeating the cycle.
risenspectre.
There was a brief silence in which Nihlus looked down at Sabiq and blinked. “You didn’t know?” He asked, bouncing his shoulders and mandibles a little. His voice was genuinely surprised, raised slightly in pitch. He had two options. One was string this guy along, the other was to be honest and cut this interaction short. Both were appealing in their own right. There was definitely an idea for the former. It’s very important to my people. Saren would vivisect me all day. I’m surprised your people don’t do it.
Though, that was maybe a bit much. More reserved for friends… Friends he didn’t have. “You see…” Suddenly, his voice dropped into a much more serious tone, and he stated, “It isn’t.”
Sabiq’s face dropped all of the sudden. His cheeks flushed and warmed up in embarrassment. Of course. It would have been way too crazy otherwise. Keelah, what was he thinking? He just as well could have called all turians a bunch of violent warrior freaks.
“Oh...” He paused. “That’s relieving.”
IF PRESERVED RECORDINGS AND INTERPRETATIONS OF PAST EVENTS INVOLVING MANKIND TEACHES ONE THING, it’s about their persistence to always improve performance. they keep taking one step after another and always try to best their ancestors. they are never content with the status quo, nor care about equality among their own. it’s always about feeding the rich with even more prestige with no care for the rest. ‘ what would have been the next step after androids ? the transfer of human consciousness ? a reincarnation in man's similitude, but immortal & forever young ? immune to all diseases. they created child androids for those who either can’t have their own children, or lost them. maybe even for worse intentions. humans lack boundaries. i would not be surprised if there are individual humans who wanted an android in the image of someone they’ve lost, for example. ’ ❤ OPEN STARTER
Sabiq must admit, despite Connor not being human and supposedly being freed from emotions, his assessments on humanity and possibly life itself were just overflowing with doom and gloom -- even if he had valid points to support his opinions. Sabiq surely was a socially conscious individual; after all, he pretty much had a strong sense of justice regarding the subject of geth. But like this? If Connor had been human or even quarian, Sabiq would have doubted that Connor would be living a happy life with his rather pessimistic weltenschauung. “Hmm,” he hummed, nodding. “I can see some of them trying to transfer their mind in the future. Not that I would think the general public would care enough to do the same. --- Does it... worry you? Or just an observation?”
