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independent & private richard nolan , from the extremely niche & underappreciated video game : state of mind (2018) . ▬▬ * written by katherine . multi-verse , multi-ship + oc friendly . memes . promo .
The robots you sent to capture me so you could hurl all humans into space are a part of my found family now
> 𝙸𝙳 : crystal249.
the way he told the story, in particular the fact that he couldn’t tell it without immediately bursting into laughter made her calm demeanor shift to amusement almost instantly. her smile cracking wider until she was laughing right along with him. since she worked from home, she didn’t have to deal with the bots that also took calls, she had no real opinion on them like he did. but his disdain for all things AI was charming, in a strange way.
by the time he made it to telling her about the gurney, she had her head thrown back and her arms holding her ribs because they hurt so bad. but all the rumbling laughter quickly shook the tickle in her lungs, and she was leaning forward to let a round of cracking coughs loose, one hand covering her mouth, the other bracing herself on the couch to try and stay steady.
“oooof, sorry.” she finally rasped, clearing her throat and reaching to pick up her mug of tea, taking a long drink. god it was awful, but it did help. “I can’t imagine watching them rush a bot off to medicentre. they’re just short of doing CPR on them at this point, I swear.” she added, making sure to quickly return to the topic at hand,
richard didn’t normally laugh this hard . not very often at all not every day . maybe not even every month . but always on call . his muscles , clearly unused to the strain of a grin that wide , pained him to the point he had to raise the side of his hand and mess with the side of his cheek and jaw . damn .
wouldn’t be all that long before he’d realise that lydia was coughing again . the laughter had gotten the better of her , it seemed . god , he hated that . hated this cough she had . something chronic , something painful . he could tell by the way it sounded , the way she always struggled to breathe afterwards . his smile faded : he had her to thank . his face was aching terribly anyways .
he waited a few moments , 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 . he knew her well enough to know she probably didn’t want to talk about it , so he relented , relinquished his worry , and continued , looking much graver than usual . ❝ i’ll quit my job if they start doing cpr on bots . that’ll be the day . ❞
𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻 ? 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙲𝚁𝙰𝙿 .
independent & private richard nolan , from the extremely niche & underappreciated video game : state of mind (2018) . ▬▬ * written by katherine . multi-verse , multi-ship + oc friendly .
richard : i don’t like a bots . the bots sitting right next to him at his workplace :
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░ ` ⦅ VERSE: MAIN.𝚁𝚃𝙵 ⦆ * i didn’t have time to bow and break. ░ ` ⦅ R.NOLAN.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * i’m a journalist. my position is the truth. ░ ` ⦅ T.NOLAN.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * happy wife happy life . ░ ` ⦅ J.NOLAN.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * i love him more than anything in the world. ░ ` ⦅ L.CRAIG.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * so if you want me to come over. i’d love to. ░ ` ⦅ A.NEWMAN.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * it’s like i’ve been bcc’d. ░ ` ⦅ S.BOT.V.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * you can help by shutting your mouth. ░ ` ⦅ W.ONEILL.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * he was a good man. one of the best. ░ ` ⦅ J.KOSOWSKI.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * sorry. i don’t negotiate with terrorists.
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░ ` ⦅ OOC.𝚁𝚃𝙵. ⦆ * old and tired writer. just like this muse. ░ ` ⦅ SAVE.𝚂𝙰𝚅. ⦆ * this is mine now! get your own! ░ ` ⦅ IC.𝚁𝚃𝙵. ⦆ * starter. ░ ` ⦅ IC.𝚁𝚃𝙵. ⦆ * thread. ░ ` ⦅ IC.𝚁𝚃𝙵. ⦆ * answered. ░ ` ⦅ OOC.𝚁𝚃𝙵. ⦆ * answered.
░ ` ⦅ STUDY.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * i’m no more inspired to live pain again. ░ ` ⦅ HEADCANON.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * my heart is on fire; strength in vain. ░ ` ⦅ MUSING.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * you talk to yourself. lonely people do that. ░ ` ⦅ MANNERISM.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * ask my bot. he passed the turing test. ░ ` ⦅ AESTHETIC.𝙿𝙽𝙶. ⦆ * of course i was serious. ░ ` ⦅ ART.𝙿𝙽𝙶. ⦆ * doubt and limits are just illusions. ░ ` ⦅ MUSIC.𝙼𝙿𝟺 ⦆ * i don’t wanna doubt. life cuts like a knife. ░ ` ⦅ SELF PROMO.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * cause reality cuts me like a knife. ░ ` ⦅ PROMO.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * be whoever you want and what you want. ░ ` ⦅ MEME.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * this doesn’t mean i’m fun at parties. ░ ` ⦅ WISHLIST.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * this simulation feels alarmingly real. ░ ` ⦅ CRACK.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * i love bots your honour. ░ ` ⦅ QUEUE.𝙻𝙾𝙶. ⦆ * this contact is currently offline.
i’m richard taking two shots of whiskey while writing and promptly writing an aggressive article .
> 𝙸𝙳 : crystal249.
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the constant tickle that had plagued her lungs for, well, forever now, constantly pulled at her mind. it took everything not to just sputter sometimes, she didn’t want for him to see her like that. to think something was WRONG with her. to see him so distracted was a little more than frustrating. was it so hard to make the same effort?
you know damn well he can’t do that if he doesn’t know, the voice in the back of her mind chastised. she set her jaw against making a face so he wouldn’t see. as if the cough isn’t bad enough.
brow raised, she didn’t let herself get sassy, and she’s glad, because then he mentioned what a long day it’s been, and she sighed. her body slumped as she gave in to her own fatigue. giving up on trying to look well postured and pretty so she could relax against her pillow. “yeah, I hear that.” the idea that he might abruptly hang up (again) if someone came home lingered as sadness in the back of her mind.
she swallowed against that lump, smiling at him warmly. “tell me something true.”
he turned his head the briefest twitch of his brow . ❝ okay … ❞ now that that threat was over , richard could easily return to his previous calm ; if only because his natural shock wasn’t all that high in the first place . he’d known somewhere in the back of his mind that they wouldn’t be back .
❝ one of the bots malfunctioned at work today . ❞ coming from him , that statement might be parsed as a lie . but he could swear it on his entire career it wasn’t . it was funny , that was what it was . 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 ? his lip twitched , and he took a moment to pause , to try and contain his laughter .
he couldn’t . when he looked at lydia , he just couldn’t . which was , in fact ❝ i’m serious about this , okay ? one of the bots malfunctioned . and they had to take it away . wheeled it right out . in a stretcher , lyds . can you believe that ? pretty sure they could’ve just wheeled one of steve’s chairs in . be a lot faster . ❞ what made calls with her so much better than … the rest of his life .
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you ok, sweetie?
a pause and twist to glance behind him , through the open arch , past the kitchen , toward the front door . for a moment just a second ! he thought he heard the sound of tracy and james returning . knew he’d have to shut this call down in a heartbeat if that happened . leaving without goodbyes wasn’t good practice . but neither was explaining himself . tonight , he was in no mood to do any explaining .
not even to lydia . ❝ fine . thought i heard someone calling for me . just the door . ❞ he stretched , once again resting his arm along the back of the couch . blinked once . habit 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐦 itched somewhere behind his eye . made it a lot harder to concentrate when he was nothing but tired , and nothing but on edge . ❝ long day . ❞ long night . he still had an article to write before bed . that would be … well , frank was about to wake up to a 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 .
the laugh he let out sounded faked . yeah , he wasn’t going to hide that , either . but there was a glint in his eye , as he looked back at her . fuzzy , quavering lights . the exhaustion hindered her image . ❝ is it that obvious? don’t . it doesn’t matter . i just want to talk . ❞