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inherlikeness:

Pod 153. It did seem harmless now, true enough. Norman wondered offhand if there had ever been any real intention of shooting him, or if it had just been an intimidation tactic. Archer smiled, friendly and reassuring, and welcomed him in – he certainly didn’t seem like the type to shoot down someone helpless without batting an eye, even someone who wasn’t his own master. Regardless, Norman slipped past the other to examine the room. It was fairly bare, true – couch, bed, refrigerator, microwave. Fairly identical to the one next door, minus personal effects. Limited space, though since he was used to sharing his space with several siblings, he thought it would feel bigger than he was used to.

He’d rather have his siblings. But they weren’t here, were most likely back home, with Ray and Emma, and he reminded himself to be thankful for that.

“It’s enough to live on.” He went to the refrigerator, opening it to check its contents. Empty, though it was running. He’d have to find somewhere to do grocery shopping. The Triplicata supposedly offered a map, if he could…figure it out. “Did anything else happen before I got here? Anyone trying anything strange?” Did you gun anyone down? he wanted to ask, primarily in jest, but he wasn’t sure how the question would be received. And it was a little bit of a real concern. He didn’t mind Archer’s…alertness – it was very useful, in fact – but the last thing he needed was someone taking them as enemies because of it.

◈»- - - - Norman was right. A place like this in itself was just a place to rest. Decorations and the such were useless. A bed was probably all that was needed. Though for a human, other things would be needed as well. He should have known just from analysis... That his master was at least going to be living. “Nope, not at all. It was pretty boring you know!” He replied, his light tone masking the belated analyzing he had been doing at the same time.

As he watched the other take in the environment of their living quarters, 9S would pull out a chair from the dining table and take a seat backwards-- resting his arms on the back of the chair in a relaxed manner.

“Well, anything you’d like to ask?” With how perceptive Norman was, 9S was sure that there was a lot on the kid’s mind.

#◈ a reason to fight for ( thread o2 )#inherlikeness

executioneroftruth-blog

@furcillo has been detected.

“2B.” The normal silence between Pod and android was broken, and without looking back at the floating robot, 2B acknowledged him with a short hum. She was following whatever objective came to mind: and of course she wanted to find out more about the humans, about the GRAIL, about whoever put her back together and took out the logic virus… But when Pod 042 stopped following her, 2B halted her step as well. Turning slightly, she looked back at the small bot, waiting for it to speak again.

“I have confirmed presence of another YoRHa unit’s black box.” If she had a heart, it would have stopped beating, but her breath did catch. Pale blue eyes widened behind her visor, and immediately 2B stepped closer to her assigned pod.

“Can you confirm whose it is?”

“YoRHa Unit 9 Type S has–,”

“Mark it on the map.” She spoke with a sense of urgency, one she hadn’t felt since handing over her sword to A2. As soon as a marker was placed on the map displayed on her HUD, the android started to run. People around her gasped and stumbled away out of her path, completely surprised at her hurried pace that sent her nearly completely against the flow of traffic.It didn’t matter. More important things were at hand… But through the throngs of people, tall and short with red and brown and white and black hair, it was hard to pinpoint her companions location.

“9S? Where–!”

furcillo

◈»- - - - 9S had been in Utopia for quite some time now. Getting used to everything was frankly hard. The vast amount of information and intriguing things Utopia had to offer made the place akin to a treasure trove for the Scanner model. It was at such a time when Pod 153 would disrupt 9S from his usual thinking, his usual brooding--

⸢9S.⸥

Pod 153′s voice temporarily removed 9S from his own thinking, lifting his head from his deep thoughts the android waited for his companion to speak.

⸢Black box signal of YoRHa unit no.2 type B detected.⸥

Instantly he rose from his resting spot, and mid-dash he yelled out to his pod-- “Mark it on the map!”

2B...! Fervently the scanner model ran around the city heading straight for the direction his Pod dutifully placed on his radar. He cared not for the others in his way-- his eyes focused only on the information before him and the illusion of a ghost within him. Though, perhaps they were a ghost no longer, that they were memories revisited no longer.

For he would see her.

Her.

There. Really, truly there. Just as he was rushing to meet her, she would be rushing to meet him. Or at least-- he hoped. His agile run lead him in front of her-- panting, dying to call out her name.

Yet he wouldn’t; he couldn’t. He would never, never jeopardize her (hah.) in this world. So there he stood-- name on the top of his tongue, desperate to confirm the reality. Though there too, was a part of him that couldn’t believe his own eyes.

#◈ there was a reason i collided into you #executioneroftruth #gives up numbering my threads

fatestainlens-blog

Well-- I know my reserve wasn't processed yet but I got her done earlier! Here's 2B, Saber class Servant, from Nier Automata!

Welcome, 2B!

You will be given a temporary A.I. master for the time being.

We hope that you can manage regardless!

–Doge mod

furcillo

#ASDGFDSGSADHG HOLY SHIT IM SCREAMING

fightinspirit:

“Ain’t hackin’ stuff illegal?“

◈»- - - - “Aren’t rules meant to be broken? Besides, I’m pretty good at it!”

#9S no

◈»- - - - “You know, I’ve heard there are a few other hackers here... But I bet I’m the best one~”

#fsl mini #not starting a fight but im starting a fight?

inherlikeness:

He hardly looked where he was going, hardly breathed as he moved. His mind was elsewhere, trapped in a memory.

◈»- - - - Norman’s tight grip on his arms led the android to believe that keeping his proximity would have been better. Not that he could do anything about it now. He could only hope that his softly placed hands would be as much comfort to the young child as his embrace had been. He had to be reassuring. He had to be there for his master.

9S blinked. No. Never. He could never do it. Humanity was the one thing he longed for the most. The one thing so completely out of reach. Unattainable, intangible, nonexistent-- yes, extinct.

Norman must have thought 9S wanted him to open up. He wasn’t wrong, 9S did wish they could get along, but 9S himself knew that death wasn’t an easy topic. He could see it in the other’s eyes, fear, anguish, loss... and those sort of feelings could make a person do terrible things. Make them feel terrible things. 9S had his own experiences with death and it wasn’t something he would wish on someone. Especially not Norman. Not him.

I can’t let him experience the things I did... I can’t let him be alone like I was...

“Of course not.” He finally answered, “They’re.. civilians.” He chose his words carefully, his one clear and glaring weakness only ever so carefully hinted at. (He’d have to take care of that later, he noted to himself.) 9S looked over the young child, back at the direction he had hurdled over from. That way is... the residential district. 9S could only guess what happened. But he wasn’t sure of what to do next. The android didn’t want to leaven his master alone however... he could figure out what his master wanted to do.

“Shall I help you?”

Is this me doing better I wonder?

#◈ to be like them ( thread 15 )#◈ continued cycle ( v i c u s )

@panthermask

◈»- - - - 9S was starting to figure out that dealing with a large group of infected citizens wasn’t something that 9S could feasibly take on by himself. At least if he didn’t want to hurt them too much. But if it was just one, then that was easier to manage. So the android was staying clear from obviously large gathering areas and was taking his time looking around slightly more barren areas for stray fragments-- and stray infected citizens while he was at it.

So when he would spot one, of course the android would want to strike them down and take their fragment. And there was no way he was just going to ignore someone about to be attacked!

“You shouldn’t leave your back so open, miss!” 9S called to the teen, knocking away an infected citizen from her vicinity.

#◈ take that ( thread 17 )#panthermask #hope this is ok~#lmk if you want anything changed!

@dhorufs

◈»- - - - Looking for Saint Fragments was starting to feel a whole lot like a scouting mission to the Scanner type android. First off, he had an objective similar to scouting the area ahead of time for other androids and gathering intel. Only, he was scouting the area and looking for Saint Fragments instead of gathering intel. And the worst part of it was that he was alone!

It was absolutely boring doing things alone. There was no one to talk to, no one to complain to, and.. no one to make memories with. 9S always had... short lives, or at least he thought he did. To him, there was nothing better than enjoying the time with others, even if it meant that it would be cut off someday. That’s no big deal. He’d meet them again, not as his current self, but he’d meet them again.

So this whole loner thing? Not his type! He didn’t really mind it much, if you asked him, but it did a bit. That’s why when the android would see someone else on their own, his feet would start moving by themselves.

“Ah! Are you on your own too?” The android practically beamed in excitement to his newfound companion, moving forward to where they were.

#◈ together is better ( thread 16 )#dhorufs #hope this is ok!

inherlikeness-blog

The residential district, as the center of the city, had become the most chaotic section from what Norman could tell. Infected attempted to intercept those on their way to deposit their share of fragments, and it seemed like some of those still in their right minds even tried to take fragments from others. He’d seen a few minor disputes passing through the area, on his way toward one of the bridges to the entertainment district. Stupid, petty fighting, considering the fact that this was a threat to this reality they’d been thrown into…but he could do nothing to stop them, so he passed them by.

(He supposed he couldn’t criticize too much. He was trying to help Ray win, too, after all.)

The streets seemed quieter here, as he neared the bridge, almost eerily so. It felt oppressive, suffocating; he had the vague, creeping sensation that the buildings around him were watching him. Unnerving. It reminded him of playing “tag” with Krone, and being uncertain, just for a moment, of where she’d gone. Or…something else. Almost the same uncanny calm that had pervaded from the gates on that night, before everything had…

But! A feeling was just a feeling, he reminded himself; he shook it off, examining the surrounding area for any fragments that may have gone overlooked. Definitely not looking out for whatever bogeymen his imagination had dreamed up from the uncanny situation. That would be ridiculous.

By the end of the street, still encompassed in eerie silence, the smell had grown too pungent not to notice anymore.

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furcillo

◈»- - - - With the events transpiring, 9S continued to be fair-headed. Perhaps because he found it easy to switch gears, or it was that conflict was something he was more used to seeing than actual peace. He was an android made during a time of war. And he knew it himself too, that for androids like himself and other YoRHa units, fighting held similar characteristics as pleasure or even love to them. (It was for science, that he learned that.) So, maybe that was why he never really held a sense of worry at times like these. That the only thing that would cross his mind would be to get things done sooner, and they'll end just as soon.

And once this ended an unknown peace would return again, and he'd have his head filled with worry on how to get along with his master again as well. It was within that process of thinking he realized-- while 9S himself could fend for himself with little care, his master... His master was only human. What was he doing picking off infected citizens to make this whole hassle of a scavenger hunt end faster?

And as if the systems had heard him thinking as if he was saying things aloud--

"Wh-whoa!!" The android quickly grabbed whoever had collided into him and steadied their balance. It didn't take long for 9S to figure out who it was. "M-master?" Worry seeped through his voice, looking them over for injuries. Nothing. Perhaps they had just seen a large number of infected, and ran out of fright from the sight?

He was wrong though. As soon as he saw Norman's expression he knew. I shouldn't have left him alone.

#◈ to be like them ( thread 15 )#◈ continued cycle ( v i c u s )#ITS ONLY UNDER A READ MORE BC ITS LONG AS HECK #lmk if you want me to link the gdoc of this bc u kno contained theme

ilfaux

@furcillo // event

Oz sits on a sun-warmed patch of grass, scythe held upright by his legs, his face leaning against the red metal. It’s too a nice day for such terrible events to be happening, but isn’t it always? It’s bit concerning to think about, the fact that something like happened, but not everything is foolproof – nothing is perfect. But to have a ramification to this degree is what worries Oz the most because who’s to say something even more worse won’t happen. It’s bad enough that he has to do a citywide scavenger hunt, but also hurt people he doesn’t want to, people that aren’t in control of their own actions. The events don’t sit right with him.

He hears the sound of a footstep too close to him for comfort, and well, he’s been jumpy today for good reason. Even more so at the moment due to his thought process. It’s instinctual how he maneuvers his scythe, somewhat awkwardly, to hit the shins of whoever snuck up on him, having to do a double take when he doesn’t the telltale angry noises of an infected.

“Oh,” he exhales his shock, when he sees his assumption was terribly wrong. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you like that. Well, I did but that’s because I thought you were something else entirely. My mistake, I should be paying more attention.”

furcillo

◈»- - - - It was a fine day, in fact the weather was pretty nice. Though, looking up at the sky and enjoying that sort of thing wasn’t something 9S could really afford to do with the whole ordeal the city was currently dealing with. Nor did he have anyone to pass the time with like that here. But, if the android wanted to be in top condition for anything that might come his way, he’d have to take a break sometime. He’s already learned his lesson once before when it’s come to running headfirst into things without caring about when to stop. Though he didn’t particularly want to live that time either.

But this time was a little different. The citizens he was butting heads with occasionally weren’t enemies to be defeated, and... and he had someone he was supposed to protect here. He was given a reason to exist again. He couldn’t be headstrong. He couldn’t throw himself away. He couldn’t go meet them yet. Soon... would have to be put off for a long while, he supposed.

Or not! “Wh-Whoa!” 9S was practically knocked off his own feet by the time he noticed the weapon slicing his way. Were the infected citizens carrying weapons now!? It was already hard enough trying to dodge their haphazard, blind, weaponless blows, but now they had weapons clearly aimed at slicing the poor android’s legs in two!?

Is what he was thinking until the armed individual would address him. “Eh? O-oh. It’s alright,” he offered a sheepish smile, “It’s better to be safe than sorry! Buut, I’m definitely not an infected citizen, so...” He eyed the scythe warily.

#◈ continued cycle ( v i c u s )#◈ now's not the time ( thread 14 )#he is a good child #or uh. hes trying at least

@gentlysweeps

◈»- - - - As a scanner type android that wasn’t made for fighting, 9S probably shouldn’t have been confronting any of the virus infected citizens. But there was no helping his curiosity. The weren’t particularly strong, and their movements were haphazard, 9S was sure he could take them on on his own. Or well, if there wasn’t a whole group of them then sure, he probably could have done it. So, of course he’s running! It’s a tactical retreat, in fact!

“Oh! You’re... You’re the girl from the other day!” 9S exclaimed, slowing his run to a jog and making his way over to May. By now, the android was sure that he had gotten far away enough from the infected citizen and wasn’t too worried about putting himself nor the one before him in any immediate danger.

“Are you trying to collect Saint Fragments too?”

#◈ continued cycle ( v i c u s )#◈ out of ideas tbh ( thread 13 )#hope this is ok!#asdfasg im sorry i still need to reply to your open i will get to it #..... eventually #*screams

arserfesrsdfs-deactivated201707

@furcillo /

❛ i apologize if i disturb you, ❜ angela begins with courtesy, inclining her head downward in a respectful nod. of course, she doesn’t mean for her intrusion to last too long—but given the necessity behind her recent mission, she finds that interruption is the last of her worries. a smile flickers upon her face, hints of hesitation showing in her eyes. but the reason for it is not nervousness for approaching but for what she’s about to say. ❛ but have you seen… well, a skeleton walk past? ❜

furcillo

◈»- - - - “Not at all!” 9S offered a warming smile to the other, clearly happy to help. He was a scanner unit after all, and being along wasn’t really his thing. Supporting someone was so much better than that! Or well, is what he would say if the woman’s statement wasn’t so outlandish. A... walking... skeleton? Even if he had ignored the walking part, the lady was still looking for a skeleton! “C...Can’t say I have, but I’d be glad to help!” While his voice held a tone of hesitation, the android would stand firm.

#◈ did i hear that right? ( thread 12 )#thank you for the starter!#healmeta

kavachas-blog

@furcillo

This seemed to be quite a tricky situation. The two agendas on Karna’s mind would be to secure as many of these shards as possible, mitigating some of the damage that may be done to the terminal, and making sure that these infected citizens do not harm his Master, or any other innocent civilians.

He was surveying the main city street when he heard in the distance a mixture of a snarl and what seemed to be distorted white noise, and a yelp of shock after that. He rushed to the source of the noise to find a regular citizen, albeit limp and with a ferocious expression on his face, slowly making his way towards a young man dressed in black.

He instinctively leaped in front of him and held his lance at the ready.

“Escape while you can. I’ll take care of this!”

furcillo

◈»- - - - 9S was a scanner unit, in other words, he wasn’t made for combat. Sure, he could throw around a sword and other weapons should he get his hands on them, but that wasn’t his main purpose. The worst part was that harming the infected citizens wasn’t... recommended. Making this whole collection ordeal a bit harder than the android had wished it was.

9S was making some light headway by having Pod 153 equip the Slow pod program to slow down the citizen’s movements and nab the Saint Fragment while they were impaired. In fact, it was going pretty well, if he had to say! “Uwaa--!” Or, it was, until the program’s timer ran out and the rampant citizen had gained back the full breath of their movements and knocking the android down and off his own feet.

Bracing himself for a hit that was sure to come 9S moved his arms above his head. Only... to not be met with any sort of attack at all. Moving his arms back down, he’d instead be met with someone getting between him and the infected one. “Oh, um, thanks!” The android offered a word of thanks as he hopped back onto his feet. “I know it isn’t much but... I can at least offer support!” 9S He directed the pod at the citizen’s direction, causing their actions once again, to be slowed.

#◈ made for this! ( thread 11 )#◈ continued cycle ( v i c u s )#thank you for the starter!

like this post for an event starter! cap’s at 3~

#◈ rebooting data... ( ooc )#fsl rp ad #might be a bit slow tbh i have so much to do on nines cries

fatestainlens-blog

succumbs to peer pressure and dies but if she hasn't been reserved yet can i please reserve A2 from nier: automata? today's date is 5/29 and my ooc is @jaohossa on twitter

She’s been reserved for you!

-Phantasm mod

furcillo