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“What defines our humanity?”
Indie Multimuse Deus Ex Roleplay Blog
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x Written by Avi (The Mundane formerly known as Foxy) x Mun is 18+ x NSFW / Triggers tagged. x Canon Divergent. Post-game focused. Plotting encouraged. x OC friendly!
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The short of it: I’m shutting down my DX blogs. I’m done. I may do RP on Discord in the future, but I’m keeping that to the few I’ve started threads with that I feel care about our threads.
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5 (What is an aspect of your muse’s canon material or canon existence that you never had the opportunity to explore but really want to?), 14 (What is your ideal AU for your muse?)
5. I’d love to explore his time working with Interpol, before he goes undercover with Junkyard. Or even right before going to Pent. Sure, it’s not so much “canon” as speculation, but I’d love to explore his descent into what he’s become.
14. Right now I have him destined to join up with Marchenko during the events of MD, since the DLC occurs before. With how I portray him, it makes sense for him to sell his skillset to whoever is willing to hire an aug. Figure he’d bail as soon as he recognized Jensen, though. Thought of it when I went to see if the cloaking worked the same with the gold masked men and Hec. It doesn’t, but the idea still stuck.
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junkyardidentity:
Hector hadn’t expected to feel good about giving up information. He didn’t feel like he was being judged for what he knew. Walthers made it obvious to him that this wasn’t an interrogation. He was simply seeking out information that Hector may have. Not demanding. Simply following a lead.
He actually considered the proposition for a moment, but fear settled once more in his stomach. Silent beyond a nod at the thanks, he thought over his words. He didn’t know how much he could say. Despite all that had happened, the man was still with Interpol.
“I can’t go back, Walthers,” he said finally, deciding to test the bit of trust he had. His voice was subdued, gaze drifting to the side. “Feel like I dodged a bullet, running like that. Can’t shake the feeling that someone in there wants me dead. I know it sounds… crazy, but… There ain’t any benefit to me workin’ for them. Best case scenario, I find myself in a holding cell downstairs.”
He shook his head, then looked back up. He glanced around the apartment as well, knowing exactly what Walthers was getting at. He did need funds to keep himself off the street, but it wasn’t that simple. “I’ll help you as much as I can. But I don’t owe them anything.”
Hector wasn’t wrong about the Task Force, about Interpol. It wasn’t full of people to be trusted - he’d learned that - it may look the unified fist of the law on the outside but inside the claws of the Illuminati, and who knew who else, dug deep. Connections within connections within connections. The man wasn’t an idiot. He hadn’t kept himself alive this long by making stupid choices. Adam couldn’t fault him for this one. Still, it would have been easier to have him on the books.
No matter, wasn’t the first time Adam would have to make ‘alternate arrangements’ to get what he needed. He shrugged.
“I get it, and it doesn’t sound as crazy as you might think.. Still, we can work something out off the books if that suits you instead.” Adam paused a moment and narrowed his eyes in thought, “Do I owe you anything for what you gave me today?”
“A pack of smokes?” Hector asked with a huff of a laugh. “First consultation and all that. I mean, seems fair at least. Unless...” He paused to think as he determined whether he should ask. He didn’t like the feeling of relying on anyone, least of all someone he already felt he owed. Debts and guilt didn’t sit well. Guess he still had a conscience after all.
Hector combed his fingers through the hair at his scalp. He tilted his head to the side as his gaze drifted off. His tone had lost its humour, though he managed to keep the edge of fear out for the most part. “I don’t have any papers. Soon as I get stopped, I’ll be shipped off to Golem. Ain’t a chance I wanna keep making, and I know the guy handing ‘em out downtown is just placing bets on desperation. Think you can help me out with that?”
He paused for a moment, finished with his thought. But the shame of asking for help settled in, and he thought better of it. “I mean, I won’t be any help to you if I get tossed in there. Fair deal, right?” It was just a trade. Business.
Rate Me + Wort
Niceness: 8 (Yeah he was throwing Wort under the bus. He honestly believes Wort wouldn’t hurt anyone without orders to do so.)
Intelligence: 5 (He doesn’t think Wort’s unintelligent, but he doesn’t think Wort’s too bright, either.)
Sex Appeal: 0 (He’s grossed out thinking about it.)
Cuteness: 0 (He doesn’t think men are ‘cute’.)
Trustworthiness: 6 (He knows the man’s honest to a fault, if asked. If Hector can’t be confident that threats will keep him quiet about certain info, he won’t say it to Wort.)
Humor: 7 (In a bumbling sort of way.)
Scariness: 0 (Wort’s only a threat because of what he knows.)
How much mine envies yours: 0
How much mine pities yours: 4
How much mine wants to kill yours: 0 (Currently, he has no reason to since he’s out of the prison.)
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