We are Harmonic

Harmonic System. An Experiment in multiple existence. JP, Aurum, DINEX, D'Argent, Ahlyssa, Gwen, TJ, RedAlert, Thunder, StarFighter, and GigaPlex

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Haven't posted here

In a long time... Huh.

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halp ... It's so kyoot

There's some kind of prius rocking decepticon icon on the hood doing donuts in downtown Solaris. It's adorable and kind of distracting.... Halp

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i have MONEY and i dont know what to do w/ it

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Save it. Hang onto it until it has formed an angry army of friends in the bank...

Then... Buy two things

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HARMONIC STATE

Saving the universe should never be a chore you undertake alone. Even when you know it has to be.

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Black Betty

It's been a long time, too long.   We are almost finished putting it all back together.

It's something new, understanding him in this way, as he now understands me.   It's amazing to feel the thrill that I've never felt before.  To have his engine thrumming , my body shuddering, to kiss the wind... And know if I wanted to... I could reverse the situation.

Those who rejected him never deserved him.

And through it all.... Somehow... I feel like I am still missing something.

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GWEN

... Dads depression is starting to affect me too.   That, or I'm just sick and tired.   Or just sick?

Do I get sick?

Yeah.  Just not often.

Hm.

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JP

Can't say that I've wanted to use this thing as of late.

Wanted to say something though...

To those of you (and there are a few)  who think I get a choice...

That's Why I Don't Tell Anyone What is Wrong.

I don't get a choice in it, but I do get to choose who I burden with it.

So, from now on, don't expect to hear about it.   If you get caught up in it, then find a way out or hang on tight.

You want to help? Fine.   Help.

Don't bloody well tell me you think it's garbage, because I don't need it.

Yes.  This is about me. Because it's my shit.  To deal with etc.

Gods... I really would just like to be normal for you bastards.   Really.

And I mean bastard in the nicest of senses.

But I. Am not Normal.

I'm fucked up.   I carry baggage and rage out.   I have issues and fucking hate most everything.  I am either upset and enraged, or I'm depressed.   That's who I am.  

I'm not sorry.   I don't have time to be sorry.

I'm fucking trying to become more than I am.

Because I don't get a choice in that.  But I can choose to become more than the choices denied.

So hang the Fuck on, while we improve our fucking customer experience, and pardon our fucking dust.

Shit.

That is all.

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JP/Lorana

That moment when you realize you're the fat chick.

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Cassidy and...

It's me and the ever fabulous Cristian tonight.

I rather like this boy.

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RedAlert

Well, that went about as well as expected.

Updates:

Dinex is functioning and in quarantine. "The Guest" is in critical, but resting comfortably. Ahlyssa has escaped  and is presently responsible for keeping both parties alive... But is now MIA.

JP and TJ are now arguing nonstop over how to proceed.

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Online.

Greetings, I am DINEX 2.0.   I am glad to be of service.   Please introduce yourself and prepare to be scanned for user identification.

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I still funnnnnn

Ction

Reachingggg

Out

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I Was Brought online at the

TVC research la Bs

On the third of august 2035.

I was de Signed to function as Primary system core for The TVC re Re Research facility in New York City.

I am the Digital Intergrated Network EXecutable system

DINEX is he He He He He. Q

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One down.

More yet to go. My duties...are not pretty.

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Jp

I. Will. End. You.

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Gwen

This bed sucks. I'm going back to the one in dad's room.

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JP.

Not really sure who I'm writing this for. Tbh, nobody is likely reading this... So it's probably for me. Something about dying... Especially in the exact manner one is told they will... Tends to sober you. To a point where things are drug into such sharp focus that your eyes feel like they're going to bleed. I died last night. Melted down from a state of service to Luna herself. My entire being left as a puddle, dead. Not like coma. Not like hey, he's just sleeping. Dead. The only reason I'm able to write this at all is because of Krysta. So, here I am. Patchy holes in my grey matter, some key things missing... I know they're gone, but I don't know what they were. Guess maybe Luna didn't want me to succeed after all?