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“You…”
The image on his face plate flickered a moment, interrupted by a sudden flurry of activity in his system. He searched for the other’s IDENTITY, perhaps somewhere listed in his legacy archives, yet there was nothing but mangled data to be found. A PROJECT stood before him assuredly, but what series? Was he mistaken, somehow faulty, in that assumption? Just what did their words mean, and why didn’t they conform with what, at least his own protocols, dictated speech should be?
How curious…
“… I cannot identify you. What is your purpose, and your function? Speak now. Comply, else be labeled: RADICAL.”
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The unit stood stark still, processing the information at a painfully slow pace. After a minute had passed a faint red shock could be seen arcing over the helmet atop the visitor, his body slumping forward as his arms went lax, a mere moment later straightening himself and assuming a much more…eloquent speech pattern.
“I am terribly sorry, I am much like you, for I still have a few bugs in my system. My speech pattern was damaged in a previous quarrel with some ruffians a month prior, I have implored the doctor to remedy the issue but he has more important tasks at hand. Yes I have come to take you. That is it.“
Jhin put his arms behind his back, feet brought together in a military position.
“The doctor requests <Y͜͞Ǫ͢͝͞U̷͏̷̨͟ >.”
“You are still being UNCLEAR.”
As curt and direct as ever, much to the glee of the protocols, Yi took steps towards the other construct. He cared little for excuses or GLITCHES. He had his questions, and he still felt them unanswered, “I know not of any DOCTOR you speak of. No DOCTOR has anything to do with me.”
Though really he couldn’t be sure, not that his indecision could show on his metal exoskeleton. The way the other spoke made him think that there was some association to himself, but any humans involved with him had long since been… deleted. Truly he remembered some HUMAN being destroyed right in front of him, yet the PROJECTS around him didn’t have much information on their origins. If they did, he might not have been searching for answers now, “I shall not answer any request. My patience dwindles. ELABORATE further.” His sword, firmly in his grasp, sprung to life. It glowed with a piercing orange as various accoutrements flipped out from its form as the safety released,
“Who is this DOCTOR? What does he want from this UNIT?”
Jhins processors hummed at an audible level, the skittering noise from earlier much more distinct. This conversation was going no where, why did this ≮̸̢F͏́͘O̷̧O͢L̵>͠͏ Have to be so dense? So wary? No matter, he would find a way, he always did. The skittering stopped, how long had he been processing? Unsure, but it seemed to be long enough as the Project in front of him was growing impatient, why were they always so impatient, could they not understand others needed time too?
“Another. Another Doctor wishes to examine you, to see where the others left off. To improve your<̡͟F̕A͟Ư̴Ļ̴T́͏S̵͏͘>. So many <̡͟F̕A͟Ư̴Ļ̴T́͏S̵͏͘>.” Jhin found his hand moving warily to his side, palm resting on Whispers handle. He had no need of it yet, but its presence was reassuring.
“Surely you know that there are more than one. Even an <̢͢Į̀͡D́̕Į̸ǪT͏͠͏> like yourself must know that there couldn’t be just one doctor. No, there were many benefactors that had placed their claims in the Projects. Many were made for their own purposes, surely you must have this knowledge.”
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@fiberoptic-sniper replied to your photo “When you finally manage to come back and there’s a crazy project unit…”
<“Are you a F̛À͡I͘͏L͘͜͞UR̶Ę̵̧ too?”>
“I know it seems like the world is so hopeless...”
An acute whirring noise could be heard as the units head pivoted to face the program standing across from it.
“Seems? No my dear, this world is There is no saving it from the folly of man. Only .”
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“You…”
The image on his face plate flickered a moment, interrupted by a sudden flurry of activity in his system. He searched for the other’s IDENTITY, perhaps somewhere listed in his legacy archives, yet there was nothing but mangled data to be found. A PROJECT stood before him assuredly, but what series? Was he mistaken, somehow faulty, in that assumption? Just what did their words mean, and why didn’t they conform with what, at least his own protocols, dictated speech should be?
How curious…
“… I cannot identify you. What is your purpose, and your function? Speak now. Comply, else be labeled: RADICAL.”
“Me? Who am I? Who am I…who are you?”
A faint clicking sound could be heard coming from the flickering optical sensors of the being that faced the <FA͢͡Ì̴͏L̨̡U̸͞R̶E̡> in front of him, a sound liek roaches scurrying from light. Yes, it was just as the informant said, an incompatible anomaly in the system. This <F̸̧O̷̢OL̶̀> rejected the source code, left to rot and gather dust in the rafters of an abandoned workshop.
“I am not surprised, you were useless to the creator, yes the wonderful creator, he tried to help you but you <̢́́B̕ȨT̡̧́R̛͡A̛Y̢͏̢E͝R̨̡͟!͢͝͏ ̡͜͡Y̷O̶̷U̸̸͞ ̀P̛̀L̶̕A̧͢Y͘͢E̸͞D̨ ̸D̴͝I͞͏R̷͜TY̸̨!̸̷>”
hmm, that wasn’t right.
Was it? Yes, yes it was.
“Yes, you were shelved. A <̵̸̛B҉̷R̷͠O̶͏́KE͏̷́N̵̛ ̨̧̕T̴̵͠OY̢̨̛!͟͝>͝͠!”
“My function? I worked with you. Us, I worked with us.”
Suddenly, any curiosity the flesh in the suit had fell away. His mind, his still human brain, was confronted by strangely familiar concepts, and the machine had to interfere. The glass of his helmet settled back into it’s projection of how he’d been TOLD to present his face, and he shook his head,
“This UNIT was decommissioned for a period of time: Yes. This UNIT was then recommissioned: Yes. Re-purposed. Re... functional. I function better now than I ever have in ANY of my other active tours. I do not have the percentages, but I know it to be so.”
And then came the headaches and malfunctioning ocular senses. He placed his metal digits upon the side of his helmet, scratching at it for reasons not even his protocols could justify, “But your speech, it is faulty. I cannot comprehend what you are saying. You have one more chance before I detain you. Explain your meaning. ELABORATE. I do not tolerate distraction or delay.”
The unit stood stark still, processing the information at a painfully slow pace. After a minute had passed a faint red shock could be seen arcing over the helmet atop the visitor, his body slumping forward as his arms went lax, a mere moment later straightening himself and assuming a much more...eloquent speech pattern.
“I am terribly sorry, I am much like you, for I still have a few bugs in my system. My speech pattern was damaged in a previous quarrel with some ruffians a month prior, I have implored the doctor to remedy the issue but he has more important tasks at hand. Yes I have come to take you. That is it."
Jhin put his arms behind his back, feet brought together in a military position.
“The doctor requests <Y͜͞Ǫ͢͝͞U̷͏̷̨͟ >.”
Jhin sits idly on a rooftop underneath a bit of cover consisting of a piece of metal propped up by two wooden boards. He polishes the rifle he carries with him everywhere. It was one of the few things he still recognized since....
It was one of the few things he still recognized.
Gorillaz Lyrics Sentence Meme: Plastic Beach
Credit goes to Gorillaz, Plastic Beach, 2010. Feel free to change pronouns for your muse where appropriate.
Welcome to the World of the Plastic Beach
”The revolution will be televised.” “I know it seems like the world is so hopeless.” “Turn it up.” “Speed it up.” “All the kids say they love it when I make ‘em laugh.”
White Flag
“I feel small in this big wide world.” “You’d never guess who I saw.” “I’m a little bit crazy.” “But I don’t know who they are, and I’m damn sure they don’t know me.” “But I come in peace!”
Rhinestone Eyes
“Your rhinestone eyes are like factories far away.” “Your heart is now washed up in bleach.” “Rain is falling like rhinestones from the sky.” “My heart is frozen.” “Same time every day, same routine.”
Stylo
”It’ll be flowing on the streets.” “Just to get through the week… Sometimes, it’s hard.” “Let it play a little while longer.” “Here’s what we’ve got to do.” “That’s what I’m talking about.”
Superfast Jellyfish
“This morning, you’ve got time for a hot home-cooked breakfast.” "Man, are you freaking blind? That’s a rock.” “The sea is radioactive.” “Gotta have it super fast!” “Everybody loves jellyfish.”
Empire Ants
“The sun has come again.” “It’s all around you out here.” “And if the whole world is crashing down, fall through space out of mind with me.” “Will it spin; will it soar?” “Soon, like a wave, empires will fall.”
Glitter Freeze
“Where’s North from here?” “Don’t turn here.” “Listen!” “You wouldn’t credit or believe this.” “Ship him far!”
Some Kind of Nature
“The needy eat mayonnaise; they wear phony clothes; they sit with our picture up until they grow old.” “Well, me, I like plastics.” “Protect the girls from the spiritual poisons you spill at night.” “All we are is dust.” “It’s got to come and find us.”
On Melancholy Hill
“Are you here with me?” “Well, you can’t get what you want, but you can get me.” “You are my medicine when you’re close to me.” “We’re looking out on the day of another dream.” “If you can’t get what you want, then come with me.”
Broken
“There’s nothing you can do for them.” “There’s nothing you can say to him.” “Our love is broken.” “It’s by the light of the plasma screens we keep switched on all through the night while we sleep.” “I am without a heart.”
Sweepstakes
“You’re a winner!” “Form a line.” “There’s math and there’s dealers and players and killers and me.” “Well, let’s see…” “Aim high, man, why not?”
Plastic Beach
“It’s a Casio on a plastic beach.” “It’s a Styrofoam deep sea landfill.” “It’s automated computer speech.” “Did they haul you out on a really hot day?” “You have gone away.”
To Binge
“I’m looking for a saw to cut these chains in half.” “All I want is someone to rely on.” “I’ll wait to be forgiven… Maybe I never will.” “You’re by my side, but are you still with me?” “I just have to tell you that I love you so much.”
Cloud of Unknowing
“My world seems open.” “I was here from the very start.” “Trying to find a way to your heart.” “They’ve gone out with the tide.” “Waiting to see what the morning brings.”
Pirate Jet
“It’s all good news, now.” “We left the taps running.” “Still connected to the moment?” “So, drink.” “Drink with the purple, the people, the plastic-eating people.”