time to sin! ( ap ) ;

indie adult!self insert | selective | written by max

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Glitch wasn’t sure how to react. There was another person, he had literally no idea why they’d throw a normal human being into this hellhole and he wasn’t sure if he should approach him or just stay in his corner.

“H-Hello?”

It wasn’t until he was spoken to when he turned to see the other there. Why was he here? Max had no idea. He was very tempted to ask, but that would be rude, right?

     “H-Hi...”

He eventually fully turned around, and a small tag that was put on him before coming here could be read.

Gender Bender

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Glitch was curled up in the corner, humming to himself. He was rather scared, because he heard steps outside of his cell and he wanted to calm himself. His form was glitching out occasionally and he tried to ignore the pain from his internal magnet that was put in.

He looked up when the door was opened.

Honestly, Max had no idea why he was thrown into this facility. He was a pretty average person, and he wasn’t thrown there to work. Maybe it was because he was depressed? Maybe it was because of his identity? Who knew? The only thing he knew at the moment, was that he was a test subject being put in this room. He heard that this was the only other subject that didn’t have a roommate, something they started to do since it slowly got more packed. It sounded... logical. As if any of this was logical.

When the door opened, another person was pushed into the room. Unlike the other people who usually came into cells, he wasn’t wearing a labcoat. It was obvious he was here against his will too, considering how beat up he was, and the fact he was wearing just a hospital gown.

When he entered the room, all that he did was go up to the nearest wall and sit there, assumingly to cry. He didn’t even say hello to the other subject there.

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NURSE;

“These wounds do not look like accidents.” The nurse stated “I understand if you’d prefer to not talk about it with me, but I’ll have to send you to the student counselor, I cannot leave you on your own, if you’re at risk of harming yourself again.” 

McPasta sighed.

“Listen, I understand what kind of things would drive someone to hurt themselves. I myself… have done it too.” he confessed.

“So if you do want to talk about it, know that i will not judge you.”

     “They’re not...”

He responded quietly. Max really didn’t want to bother the counselor once again. Though, they did listen well, he’d been talking to them a lot lately, and he didn’t want to mess with their busy schedule.

When he mentioned doing the same thing, Max’s face went from discomfort to concern, fully looking at him now.

     “Oh...”

It took him a minute to process this before starting to speak again, though he started to cry. He definitely thought he should spend some time here first.

     “Well... there’s just been a lot of drama in          class, I can’t even get myself brave enough          to make friends... I’m just... alone and stuck...”

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NURSE;

McPasta immediately took care of the wounds, so they’d not bleed as badly. He’d lead Max inside, then clean the wound and replace the bandages. McPasta knew a situation like this just too well.

He himself has… resorted to this kind of stuff. But he didn’t want Max to know, just yet. He’d tell him, once he feels comfortable enough to share what happened. He finally lead him inside and said “Max, please sit on the bed. You can lie down too if you want.”

He checked the cabinet for something to clean the wounds. A cloth, destiled water and desinfection spray.

He also got some clean bandages. He cleaned some of the blood and then said “This might burn a little.” and desinfected the wound, before using the clean bandages.

“Max… What happened?”

Max knew the wounds were too suspiciously like it to not be considered self harm wounds, so that would be a hell of a lot harder to explain. Again, he’d rather talk with someone else about it than the school nurse, someone he’s never really talked to before, but he’d have to deal with that.

Hesitantly, he sat on the bed, waiting for him to heal the cuts before lying down. Well, lying down might not be the best thing to do. The wounds being touched and bandaged hurt, especially when the disinfectant came along, but that was to be expected. That didn’t stop him from flinching and even pulling away a bit, however.

Though, it wasn’t until he was asked what happened that he was really uncomfortable.

     “I... don’t want to talk about it...”

It was a lie, really. He should talk, before it got worse after he left.

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NURSE;

McPasta opened the door and looked at Max. Underneath his mask, he looked empathetic at him, even if his expression wasn’t visible, he just gave of this vibe of ‘I care deeply about you’. he stepped to Max, already holding some bandages.

“Max right?”

The nurse held the door open for him “Should I help you stand up? If you get up too quickly, you may get dizzy and faint.” he spoke softly and patiently, smiling friendly underneath his mask.

“You can tell me the ‘why’ later. I’ll tend to your wounds first.”

Max had only seen the nurse around when he had to tend to other students, so he barely knew what he was getting. Although he looked a bit... creepy with the mask and everything, he looked weirdly empathetic. Max was somehow good with telling people’s expressions, so that was probably right.

     “Yes... Please...”

Slowly, he held out a shaky hand. With the bandages in his hand, he seemed to be trustworthy. Well, hopefully. He still was a little nervous about him.

     “Okay, alright...”

Well, Max didn’t really want to share what happened, but he probably had to, huh? Maybe it would be good to share? Though, he’d rather say something like that to his therapist, the counselor, or his mom.

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@nursemcpasta | plotted

Today was one hell of a day, to say the least. There was a weird amount of drama in Asagao throughout the past couple days, and involving Max’s class. Combine that with being too scared to talk to anyone he wanted to be friends with, and life was hard to deal with. Too many urges to either hurt himself or just end it all came, so much so that he made sure not to cut his fingernails, and rather make them sharper.

That Monday, in an instant, a fight broke out in math class. Too overwhelmed, Max asked to go to the bathroom, and was met with a yes. Little did the teacher know, he was about to something nasty.

Of course, he took too long in the bathroom.

Some wounds that he dug into again and again started to bleed, and all he had was toilet paper to get the blood away. All he wanted to do was cause more blood, getting the cuts worse and worse. He had no clue how long he was taking, and someone was sent to check on the poor boy. Just as someone came in, he started to feel dizzy, and he’d cut into a nasty piece of flesh. When they called out to check on him, all he could respond with was,

     “Call the nurse. Now.”

Now he was outside the waiting room, his blazer’s sleeves covering up the cuts he made. As time went on, he loathed this more and more, hoping he’d just fall unconscious already.

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BRIAN + DANIEL;

“It matters quite a lot.” Brian explained “This particular line of androids needs to be treated with respect. Trust me, I know quite a lot about androids, I myself have worked for the company.”

Well, he wasn’t ‘lying’.

Then Daniel walked to the entrance, “Dad, who’s there?”

“Just the new neighbors.” Brian answered. Daniel was clutching a white cane and just kind of nodded to where he was hearing the voices from.

“That’s my son Daniel.” Brian said. While not in built years, but certainly in mind, was he the oldest. Daniel could sense that Maxwell was an android and he gave a soft empathic smile to his general direction.

“…” Daniel quickly went back into the living room.

“Daniel’s rather shy.”

     “Oh, really? Then why wasn’t I told when I          bought him? Mind. Your own. Fucking.          Business.”

In the back, Peggy seemed to be whispering something to her father. He nodded, and waited for a response from Brian. They saw Daniel, and just thought he lived with him for longer than usual. They knew someone who still lived with her parents.

Maxwell was still doing nothing, as doing something about this situation would only result in getting scolded. Sure, he could well just sock someone and yell, make them afraid, but was that really appropriate? Well, actually, he was getting a hold of a chainsaw tomorrow to cut a tree. Maybe he wouldn’t have to just cut a tree... He tried not to smile at the thought of being threatening, being able to get what he wanted for a change. It failed, though, after Daniel smiled, and he gave just the slightest of grins back.

It didn’t seem like it to anyone else, but his mind was cooking up a plan to escape, to finally show this family how much he despised them, and couldn’t take on their work calmly. He wanted to be the boss at once.

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The others in the family seemed to be oblivious to the fact Brian was an android. Well, besides the daughter. She eyed him down, looking for anything unusual. She was smart for a twelve year old.

     “Well, hello Mr. Forster. I'm Joanne O’Brien.          This is my husband Adam, my daughter          Peggy, and this is...”

When Joanne ended her sentence there, all three glared at Maxwell simultaneously, waiting for the name to come in an instant, and it did. With a bow, one word came from his mouth.

     “Maxwell.”

Then they looked back at Brian, just before he spoke again. Joanne scoffed at the remark.

Being asked if he was okay was something foreign to him. He's never heard the words directed at him. No, he wasn't okay, but there was no answer. Not even a nod or shake of his head.

     “What does it matter? He does his job, and          that's all that matters. Mind your own business.”

Joanne seemed upset at him already. Oh boy.

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BRIAN + ???;

“You better have a damn good explanation, man, or I’ll fu-”

“Ian, enough.” Brian spoke and Ian let go, while still glaring at Max. Brian stood between the two and said softly “It wasn’t your fault. I understand. I remember what happened too. I heard the buzzing. Say, what happened?”

“I’m Brian. I’m their ‘father’ if you will.”

Ian glared on.

     “Okay, I do! And if-”

Max stopped as well when Brian said to, waiting for something else to happen. Surprisingly, this man seemed more... civil talking to him. Well, that was a start. Someone was calm and understanding here.

Being reminded of the buzzing made him touch the spot where the chip was once again. He could still feel the broken pieces. In fact, he could still sometimes hear the buzzing, as if they were trying to reactivate the beyond workable piece of tech. Ah, he shouldn’t go any further with thinking, or some bad memories would come up.

     “To put it short... I was tricked into a mind control experiment lab, M-Mine was successful, and I was controlled for a year, I think... Then they started to collaborate with the Android Company, and I was sent out to... hunt... for runaways. I knew all I was doing, and I really wanted to fucking stop myself, but I couldn’t. All I could do was cry. But then when they thought I was gonna faint, They turned it off, and I could just turn my head to crush the chip they were using to control me. That’s why it buzzed. I’m sorry for doing all that a month ago, it technically wasn’t really my doing...”

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@androiiiid | because i am au trash

Servant Android 015-97, or nicknamed Maxwell by his owners, was one of the few and latest Servant Bots that were available. As they were only a couple years old, they were very expensive, but one particular rich family was able to afford him, and two older version ones. Instead of a laid back environment, doing things once in a while, the family was very stern, and made them do pretty much everything.

The two others weren’t scared of them, and protested, while Maxwell watched them get scolded, and eventually broken from a distance. He, however was scared, and took every order quickly, no matter how much he wanted to kill them, or even have his time ended. Let’s just say he was starting to drift into insanity throughout the months.

When they were moving to a new house to give the daughter they had a better view of what life was actually like, it wasn’t surprising that Maxwell did all the actual work. Taking the luggage to the car and to the house, unpacking things. He was going to be chopping down a tree to fit their pool the next day, since they wanted a full charge for that.

After what seemed like hours of work, Maxwell was finally commanded to stop, and go with them to meet their new neighbors. Whenever they went somewhere that didn’t have appointments, they always took him with them to show off or help. Of course showing off to neighbors seemed perfect to them. Being ordered to put his hands together and only introduce with a name, they went door to door greeting both next door neighbors. Then, it was the house across from them.

Maxwell wouldn’t be confused about these neighbors if he didn’t sense other androids nearby, and definitely more than one. That was a feature every single one had, it was that they could sense others of their kind around them. Did this household have androids too? Would they sense him? He was sort of... scared, in a way. But his feelings didn’t matter.

As if nothing was going on, the mother of the family knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Maxwell was standing at the back, where he wasn’t in a close position, but he could also be clearly seen. His hands were intertwined, and fear happened to sneak onto his face. No matter how much he tried to hide it, it was easy to tell when something is wrong with Maxwell.

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??? + ???;

“You…” Ian recognised this person. He’d recognise them anywhere. He’d walk towards them, but he felt Brian put a hand on his shoulder. “Ian… This person was being con-”

“I don’t care.”

And he walked towards him, anger on his face and he grabbed the other by the collar.

“You got some nerves, showing up here.” Ian spoke angry “Don’t think I don’t remember you… I’d never forget someone like you. You attacked me and my brother. I hope you’re full of regret, buddy… Not that it matters, I’ll fucking end you.”

     “Dude what the fu-?! Oh…”

Max no longer seemed endlessly angry and unhesitating, in fact, he was the opposite of that. Petrified, regretful, and full of self hate. He really didn't want to be reminded of what he did now, not at a game store, but this was his luck. It can be shitty in all the wrong times.

     “Look… I only came here for a game, first          of all… And secondly, I can explain          everything that happened, and I have          information that could be useful, as long as          you don't fucking kill me.”

Max got sassy when he was upset, but it sounded nothing like before. It was quiet and shaky, and much less formal. Before, it honestly sounded like he was reading a speech angrily, but not now.

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@androiiiid | plotted ( sorta )

It’s been around... maybe a month since Max was free from his mind control, and he’s starting to get used to life once again. He moved a couple towns away, settled in a hefty apartment, and tried to get himself back together. Surprisingly, he was able to get into his bank account, which his company was using to hide money from others, and he had quite a lot to work with. Instead of having overgrown roots of dark brown, and purple below that, he went shorter and completely teal. He got and wore different gauges, got some fresh clothes... Oh yeah, and he burned the pins from the combined companies. Violently.

All he’d been doing now was trying to expose these companies. Maybe the government was fond of them, he didn’t know, but it was unethical. There had be some way to stop it.

But for now, he’d take a break.

Moving to a new town meant being even closer to the nearest retro game store, which is why he chose that town! He didn’t have to waste gas or take bus to bus to get where he needed to go. Just a short ten minute drive and he was there. What he didn’t know or want, however was anybody he interacted with for that year to be around, and that’s what exactly happened.

Walking into the quaint little store and taking a look around, he saw a familiar face. A bad one. He was tempted to run right there, but he really wanted to get Mario Kart 64 as well. So, he stayed, trying to keep as silent and hidden as possible. That was hard, though, since he even looked similar, and, well, the teal hair.

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“Huh.” Ian has exited the combat mode “Let’s just go, Daniel. Let’s leave that weirdo here, we gotta warn, the other’s and then get outta this town…”

“Ian, what happened? I picked up a distress signal from Daniel, did someone attack you?” Brian looked over the uncncious, at least he assumed so, body and kneeled down “can you hear me?”

The buzzing had stopped by the time Brian got there. He was still bleeding from when the spikes impaled his hand, and his body would’ve been aching if he was still alert. Brian speaking did nothing, but he didn’t seem to be dying. He was still breathing, and the wounds were small and weren’t bleeding as much. He did seem to be breathing just fine. He’d either have to be shocked or just naturally wake up.

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??? + ???;

[Engage hand to hand combat] 

The synthetic skin on his free hand vanished as he dropped the gun and a iron fist started to punch the attacker’s gut repeatedly, in an almost rthmic manner and soon punched the attacker’s face, jaw and ribs.

“Let go.” Ian said again, more demanding, angrier.

“If you do not give me any other choice, I’m afraid I’ll have to kill you.”

After those hits were made, the controllers realized that Max barely had a consciousness left, so they put their control on standby. Because of this, he finally let go and fell to the ground, landing on the left of his head on purpose.

He wasn’t unconscious yet, though, as the chip let out an ear shattering buzz when it was destroyed. Well, ear shattering to him. It was faint to anyone around him, but still audible. Once it was completely turned off, the buzzing stopped, and he was out like a light. Thankfully, there was no electrocution. The technicians made sure that wouldn’t happen if something like this ever occurred.

By now, it was obvious there was something wrong going on, making him act that way.

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??? + ???;

[Engaging Combat Mode]

Ian’s eyes lit up red and his hands turned into pure hot steel, his arms started to pertrude spikes that’d pierce the other’s skin. He used his free hand to form a fist and punch the other in the throat, soon there was gun pointed to the other’s head, a weapon Ian kept in a hidden containment on his persona.

“Let go, or suffer the consequences.” He said in a very authoritarian voice.

All Daniel could do was stand there and listen to whatever it is was going on. He was scared beyond belief, he just wanted to scream to run away, but he couldn’t…

He was like paralyzed.

The spikes indeed pierce his skin and bled right away, and the punch in the throat did do some damage, but his hands were locked at this point. He wanted to let go and explain everything so so bad, but all he could do was start to cry. For someone seemingly so inhumanly destined, it was weird to see tears rush down his face. It was the only sign that this wasn’t actually him.

     “Oh you’re gonna kill me now? Do that          and the rest of our crew will come after          you for payback. Your company, my          company, we work in unison now, we’re          unstoppable!”

Max started to feel dizzy from all the blood loss. He knew the control was turned off two seconds before he fainted, so maybe he could turn his head and break the chip on his way down? It would either electrocute and kill him, or just be useless and free him. Both ways out sounded very tempting.

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SOME NERD. hi here’s a starter call for this verse because i’m in love with it again

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SOME NERD. hi here’s a starter call for this verse because i’m in love with it again