Elijah Kamski @kamskitest-blog - Tumblr Blog

kamskitest‌:

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Would anyone actually be interested in this blog/rping with me if I bought it back but was on the lower side of activity and only replied when I had muse? :thinking:

Probably gonna but I kind of want to revamp the blog? But that’d take effort. :eyes: idk. I need to figure out how many of ya’ll are still around.

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Would anyone actually be interested in this blog/rping with me if I bought it back but was on the lower side of activity and only replied when I had muse? :thinking:

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Occasionally I like to pop in only to disappoint you all again.

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softnines-deactivated20190114

All ideas are viruses that spread like epidemics… is the desire to be free a contagious disease?

#⋞ ‘ creator do I have a soul? ‘ connor ⋟#⋞ ' it had to be me. anyone else would have gotten it wrong. ' self ⋟

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

i very much believe in being kind and patience with people, until they cross you one too many times, and then letting neither mercy nor pity taint your vindictive wrath.

#⋞ ‘ vows are spoken. to be broken ‘ quotes ⋟

rachaelcseniorproj-blog

You are a manipulator.” “I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer.

J.R. Ward (via rachaelcseniorproj)

#⋞ ‘ vows are spoken. to be broken ‘ quotes ⋟

glazecake

ryanpernofski on ig

#⋞ ‘ i see what’s mine and take it. ‘ aesthetics ⋟

anarmyofme‌:

“If I were to be afraid of death, it would signify that I’m alive, but I am not.” It wasn’t the first time someone asked him this or something similar, like if at any moment he was going to give a different answer rather than the one he had been programmed to give. "The word ‘save’ is not one I would use to describe this sort of situation, but if I am allowed to say something, I would let them know that I would like to continue being of service to CyberLife.“

"Does the idea of not experiencing the world as you do now not distress you?" Simply fascinating. It was of a biological imperative that humans feared death. Staying alive long enough to breed and continue with the human species was ingrained in them all to varying degrees. One would think that, as they evolved as a species, that fear would die down. Perhaps it was merely the selfishness of their kind that kept them going. To keep developing better technologies to extend their lifespans. "Though, I suppose, there shouldn't be any fear as an android. You'll always be able to come back...even if your memory becomes fragmented."

#anarmyofme #(i forgot what verse rip)#(also apologies for taking forever<3)

dvated‌:

“Finca El Injerto Coffee” Connor replied, walking over to hand him the cup, “one of the most expensive brands in the world- was left for you today as a gift.” Connor said, placing the cup down on the table in front of him, “I tested it already to make sure it was safe to drink.” He confirmed, walking back to the kitchen to continue with the stove, glancing back at Kamski.

“Sir, if I may, I have a question I would like to ask you about.”

It was unusual for Connor to speak out of turn like this, usually only replying when spoken to but- the thought had been on his mind recently.

The wafting scent of coffee was strong, notably different than usual and a moment later Connor was clarifying the difference. A gift? Silently the main raised an eyebrow as to inquire who it was from. "Did a card come with it? Or was it anonymous?" Elijah could only assume it was some sort of marketing or sponsorship ploy. He was a powerful man, and having him acknowledge their brand in a positive light would be well worth the free merchandise. Not that he was ever the social media sort. Most of his were random pictures he took of scenery or wildlife that inspired him. "Thank you Connor."

Taking a sip, he looked up at Connor through the glass panes of his glasses. “If you wish. What is it that you want to know?”

#dvated #(i'm sorry I took 85 years asdnajns)

theotreptos

I don’t want mindless adoration—I desire tranquil, deep-rooted, unspeakable intimacy.

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charliemvrdock

Detroit: Become Human - Concept Art

↳ The Kamski House

#⋞ ‘ i see what’s mine and take it. ‘ aesthetics ⋟#(honestly this design is way mo betta than what we got in game)

devncy‌:

It is only when sweeping gesture is made and he is addressed that his gaze finally flickers. Burnt amber hues lock onto Elijah briefly before he is pausing to press the button to shut the door.

He steps, leather boots squeaking against over-polished floors before he is sitting across from that critical eye. His own expression is neutral, save for the naturally hard– unnerving gaze all Coursers seemed to possess.

“Yes.”

He finally addresses,

“It is going extraordinarily well. Easy. A little too easy to–”

Finally, there’s a break in composure as he turns head over shoulder, like he expects someone to have appeared right behind him. But they are still alone– and he will have yet to recognize that he is merely growing a sense of anxiety and paranoia.

His Courser training is slowly beginning to shatter like Plexiglass, letting little things seep through the smallest cracks. Like emotions. He ponders if this will become noticed– and he will become compromised.

He shows no fear towards this though, and returns to previous demeanor.

“A little too easy to misguide. I believe I have gotten closer to coming in contact … Although …”

He looks down momentarily,

“I detected the shimmer of a Stealth boy while watching one location, I kept sight of it before it disappeared behind a building. I … Did not pursue. However, I kept track of their movements. They traveled North-East of that location. I figured I would travel in that direction next and seek out anymore signs.”

It could have been a chance to make contact– if it had indeed been a member of the Railroad. But that damn nagging sense of loyalty drags him back from the edge of moving forward.

Elijah's hands folded in front of him as he regarded the synth with a predatory gaze. Despite Connor's attempts to remain as casual and neutral as possible, Elijah could see right through him. He had made him, after all, and thus it was easy for him to see the veneer begin to melt away. Emotions and their pull were often too strong to ignore, particularly for the latest lines of his technology. They were becoming more real, something he found exciting, and why the railroad had begun in the first place. Many saw it as a threat. Elijah saw it as the next step on the evolutionary ladder.

"Good."

From this report, there was nothing for him to pursue further. At least not that he would put on paper. Connor behaved perfectly normal. Elijah also wasn't the sort to bring attention to his own ambitions. The further along they continued, the better. He couldn't risk being found out. So, on paper, Connor was a perfectly obedient and loyal synth who was doing his duty in investigating the railroad. Elijah wanted all the information on it that Connor could acquire before he made his move. At least they were progressing.

"Continue investigating as you have been. Follow your gut instinct. I'm not able to give you instructions on the fly, as you're well aware, so you're just going to have to do your best in the pursuit of knowledge. If we can understand what's going on, it'll be better for all of us."

Namely, because he had aims of using it to his own advantage...But Connor didn't need to know the finer details. Not yet anyway. That would come later. When Connor had more at stake.

“And you? How have you been faring? Still with us?”

#dvncy #⋞ ‘ you should see me in a crown. ' fallout 4 au ⋟

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Alright, since I’m trying to be more active on this blog, I went through my drafts and deleted anything from blogs that are inactive or on hiatus. So, those will be coming sooner or later if I owe you things and you’re still active.

Anywho, I’m looking for a blog I’m following either on here or @primeacumen that has SWTOR/SW muses? Because I wanna follow on my SWTOR multimuse since I’m trying to get that active again. LMK!

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