"I am here."
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@executingxphaseshift-blog
"I am here."
Muse is having a nightmare. It starts with just mumbling in sleep, and in the end they cry out for help. What does your muse do?
He had nothing to actually say to her. Apart of him wanted to simply rot away in that corner, another wanted to look her in the eyes and own up to that monster he desired to be kept away from the world.
“You know… you haven’t changed since you were a little tyke. I remember one day I was fixing my mask and you sat in front of me, just staring at me. You weren’t scared… simply worried. However, now? Things are different and I would gladly love it if you did not see me like this.”
Angel stayed put, further ignoring her fathers wishes. She felt like it would was the right thing to do, for her to sit there with him. She didn't see him as a monster--well--not always as one, she'd always help a little light of hope that her father was still himself and not some rich murderer... Even tho, there were plenty of people whom would love to kill Jack. Not her, he was her father... She may dislike the many things he has done... However,
"I do not wish to leave, that is not like me."
…Why are the cute ones always crazy?
"You’re in the middle of Detroit, Michigan. Welcome to the shit hole of the United States. I would leave quickly. Canada is so much better.”
"Ahh, yes I have heard of this place. I have done plenty of research about the many places on Earth during my time in solitude--" Angel stopped herself from rambling, "Shi--ahem--hole? ... Seems rather peaceful compared to the place that I am use to..."
"It’s not uncommon. You must be new around here, huh? What can I help you with?”
"I am--you could say that I am not from this world? This is Earth, I assume as much yes? I am wanting to know where on Earth I am... No pun intended."
"I--do not mean to be a bother, but I appear to be lost..."
executingxphaseshift started following you
The skag stared at the lady who had mysteriously appeared. How strange; She smelled of the blue lady and the red lady, and yet… Didn’t. She smelled of invading forces; and robotic systems.
This must be the little skag that the vault hunter encountered when Angel was assisting them. He appeared friendly enough, so the siren knelt down with a friendly yet curious hand extended towards the small skag,
"Hello you must be Dukino, I am Angel. A friend of a friend. Are you hungry little one?"
We See YOU
"I SEE YOU THERE PLAYMATES!" he said turning and looking to the others. "MISTER SKAGGLES! What you think of these new MEAT SACKS!?" he asked. The Skag huffed and walked up next to him, shaking himself. Yellow eyes watching the others nearby. A soft growl of warning not to attack came from the large Slag Skag. "ARE THEY safe?" he asked and patted the beast then leaned on him. Mister Skaggles turned his head, snorting softly. "OH GOOD! My weapon needs to be SHARPENED, so I don’t have it. YOU MEAT PUPPETS WANNA COME CLOSER?" he asked and snickered some patting the skag on the head.
"G-get back or I'll--I'll...?!" Angel was caught by surprised by the psycho and his skag companion. The siren have met plenty of psychos, all of whom would want nothing more than to rip her apart and quote 'I'm going to eat you when I'm done!'. However, this one seemed slightly different, well, mainly because five seconds had gone by and she was still standing there; with him not attempting to yet kill her while yelling crude remarks about doing so.
"I'm fine ov-over here...stay back."
She smacks a piece of lab equipment. "Why won’t this stupid thing run? Dammit, I don’t want to have to ask for a new one.”
"The lab equipment seems to be giving you a hard time, is there anything that I can assist you with, Dr. Samuels?"
currently working on a skill set for angel, replies are slow <3
basic information template
➜ GENERAL INFORMATION
FULL NAME: Angel
NICKNAME(S): Most just call her Angel, except for her father who calls her, Baby, Pumpkin...etc.
AGE: 18
DATE OF BIRTH: N/A
OCCUPATION: Vault Hunter (current), Hyperion Artificial Intelligence (A.I) Operative (Former)
RELIGION: Unsure
SEXUALITY: Straight
➜ APPEARANCE
FACE CLAIM: Ksenia Solo
HEIGHT: 5'0"
WEIGHT: 104lbs
HAIR COLOUR: Black
EYE COLOUR: Piercing Blue
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Neurotransmitters located on the surface of the right hemisphere of the brain (probably for more efficient assistance with her siren powers), bright blue tattoos which glow white while siren powers are active.
➜ BACKGROUND
HOMETOWN: N/A
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Sanctuary (current), The Bunker/Opportunity (former)
FINANCIAL STATUS: Surviving
EDUCATION LEVEL: Just very smart
FATHER: Handsome Jack
MOTHER: N/A
SIBLINGS: Only child
EXTENDED FAMILY: The vault hunters'
You’re 「 breaking down 」 inside Armour’s cracked, set to COLLAPSE Damn you, don’t you cry…
This was not a sight he had ever wanted to see. That side of him had been put away for years and was not allowed to ever be seen by the light of day. However, he couldn’t even explain why he had removed the visible layer in the first place. Thought with the sight of that… creature staring back at him in a thin piece of reflective metal, something in him snapped.
Loaders came crashing around him. Papers went scattered. All because he couldn’t handle the disgusting sight of “John, the ugly coder monkey.” God, how he hated that past life. Still furious that he had been called something other than his name of Jack, but the title alone dug under his skin.
Simply collapsing in the corner, he couldn’t breathe. Why did this dare to come back into his thoughts? Nevertheless, the soft sound of his daughter’s voice echoing within the room, he refused to turn to give her any actual attention.
”…Please leave. I’m fine.”
Angel paused, her words were stuck within her thoughts. She froze trying to think of the right thing to say... Usually Angel would have listened to him, and leave.
However;
This time is was different, the angelic siren never saw her father like this. It was times like this, however, when she would see her father and not Handsome Jack. Angel ignored his request, instead she sat next to him,
"You do not seem fine,"
Angel peeked into Jack's work shop, slightly shocked to find it in a chaotic mess. Bits of loaders scattered the floor, among other objects such as tools. It literally looked like a bomb blew up, or a band of psychos came along and made it home.
Slowly the siren made her way into the wreckage, whoever did this was sure to piss off Jack. Unless --- - it was then that Angel saw a familiar figure in the corner of the room. She also noticed a certain mask upon the main counter table.
"Dad...?"
"...--"
"I am fine."
TRUTH SERUM - My muse has to answer any and all questions regardless of what it is.
Please preface questions with “Truth.”
Angel: UGH, DAD. LET ME LIVE MY F@#$$ING LIFE. Jack: -REALLY ANGRY DAD NOISES- Krieg: -REALLY CHALLENGING PSYCHO NOISES- Krieg: -I DOUBLE DOG DARE U MOTHERFRICKER-
In which Krieg takes Angel under his wing and all you hear are angry dad noises. We are professionals.