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🏆 This is the Amazing Person Award 🏆 ✨💛 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨ - FROM @not-completely-human :P
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thanks!! c:
🏆 This is the Amazing Person Award 🏆 ✨💛 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨
Answering this on mobile but
thank you!! I‘ve been kinda inactive and need to start writing again lol
Really nice to see this!
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Pass the happy! 💛 When you get this reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications.
Happiness sighted!
(in no particular order)
1. Electronics Seriously, if it’s got something flashy to it like lots of small lights, chances are that I’m interested. Playing around with technological stuff like that just makes me happy, even if it happens to be a thing that doesn’t make sense at all. (I also find the fan humming of computers to be really relaxing for me, so yeah)
2. My friends This obviously includes people that are on here and those who are not. Even if I’m not the most social person, it seems to be different when I’m with people that I know well.
3. Success in tasks Mostly just because the past half year has been a bit difficult. Succeeding in doing something out of the ordinary is pretty rewarding.
4. Games A bit of an escape from reality, mostly playing together with my friends!
5. Just hanging out Just not doing anything at all sometimes is pretty good, not gonna lie.
not-completely-human:
It isn’t the first time that she’s been to the Kansas Bar. It’s a popular hangout for Hunter Warriors and a bounty hunter herself, Alita is welcome. Still welcome, even after what happened that night of her first visit. Much time and money later, the bar is patched up like brand new — as brand new as anything in Iron City can get.
A wide, silly smile spread across her face, but she’d turned her head away from Gelda as if to hide it. Gotta keep it cool. But she couldn’t deny the joy in hearing praise from her sensei, being referred to as a warrior, and knowing that Gelda had confidence in Alita made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
“ Ido’s just worried I’ll cause trouble. ” Her voice raised a little so it could be heard over the music and chatter as they descend the stairs into the bar. “ Again. ” But she doesn’t come looking for a fight, just to hang around for a while.
“He did tell me about what happened before he found you,” she started to reply, her voice almost getting drowned out by the sounds that echoed from downstairs. “but he knows that you’ll be fine.”
Gelda understood how Ido felt about seeing Alita get into fights. Partially, that is; as the cyborg knows what the other is capable of. Reaching the bottom of the entrance stairs, the older cyborg takes a moment to take a quick look at the dimly lit bar, the counter obviously standing out with it’s bright blue neon sign.
“Do you think that someone is going to do something foolish this time around?” She inquired, almost grinning. By pure logic, almost everyone in Iron City should understand by now that taking on someone with the training and the body of a berserker would be a bad idea, but there were always exceptions. Especially in Iron City.
eight people (actually less) i’d like to get to know better.
ONE / ( ALIAS / NAME ) - Eike
TWO / ( BIRTHDAY ) - November 16, 2000
THREE / ( ZODIAC SIGN ) - Scorpio
FOUR / ( HEIGHT ) - 178cm, so about 5′10″
FIVE / ( HOBBIES ) - Video games, tinkering with electronics, being a voluntary firefighter, recently got into cosplaying too
SIX / ( FAVORITE COLOR ) - Blue (orange and purple too!)
SEVEN / ( FAVORITE BOOKS ) - currently none really, the Battle Angel Alita manga was pretty good though
EIGHT / ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO ) - Warning Call by CHVRCHES
NINE / ( LAST FILM WATCH ) - Star Wars Episode IX - The Rise of Skywalker
TEN / ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ) - The movie and a few certain people on this website. Gelda has got something mysterious about her, which I really like in some characters.
ELEVEN / ( STORY BEHIND URL ) - It’s from the movie scene where Gelda is duelling Alita in a zero-gravity sphere for training. Alita let her guard down for a short moment, which Gelda used to overpower her. In detail, the quote is “Know what is hidden. Always ask: What is it that you are not seeing?”
Tagged by: @not-completely-human Tagging: @corvellainc, literally everyone who sees this post too
Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?
Gelda training a young Alita.
🏆 This is the Amazing Person Award 🏆 ✨💛 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa what are you doingJokes aside, right back at you! It’s nice to see that people appreciate others :D
Reblog if you are willing to do heart-to-heart threads where our muses just sit and talk about their feelings, things that have happened to them in the past, or even current events within their verse.
not-completely-human:
Gelda’s answer was like a punch in the face. Or rather a grindcutter to the gut. It almost physically hurt to hear that she had no idea who Alita was, didn’t recognize her not even a little bit. To be fair, in the beginning days when Alita woke up for the first time in 300 years she couldn’t remember a thing either. Hell, she still has very little memory of her previous life. Regardless, it didn’t lessen the hurt.
At least she knows exactly what Gelda is going through because she was there. Maybe she’ll remember, and Alita can help her. Her eyes flitted to and away from the other cyborg, almost as if she were searching for something, her lips wore a frown and there was no way to hide the upset that she felt.
“ I, ” She took a deep breath and attempted to put on a smile. It wasn’t a very good attempt. “ I understand, ” Alita nods her head slowly. “ I can help you, I know who you are. ” Sort of, she knows enough… Well, kind of — it didn’t matter. She knows her name, she knows she was also an URM warrior, she knows they had a close bond and she knows Gelda had not only been her squad leader, but she was also her sensei when Alita was younger. That’s enough.
She could tell that the answer wasn’t the one that the other was searching for. Gelda couldn’t just change that though.
“How... do you know who I am?” the cyborg wanted to know. “Are we friends?” She needed to know; memories are something that defines a person. Gelda sat down on the ground, just like that. It caused her stress, and not too little at that.
The only thing she knew is that she had been apparently sleeping for a very long time. Something must have happened before that; something awful.
“Who even are you?” That should have been the first question, she thought. At least there was no imminent danger; however Gelda felt like even if there was any form of it, she could do something about it.
white pupils looked on in suspense of the mysterious woman that rendered most of the inhabitants unconscious . he was in awe of her capabilities that were simple yet polished and refined . slowly emerging himself into the bar’s premises , he analyzed a set of letters that reflected off a shining light on the warrior’s upper thigh ‘ URM ‘
after taking a few more precautions , the male pushed himself into the clear sight of the unknown . “ hey street fighter , come here often ? ” his strong build leaning on one of the bar’s many pillars .
The cyborg had noticed someone else entering the bar, not paying the man much of a thought though. She had returned to get her drink from the bar’s counter, then leaning against said counter whilst taking some sips. Annoyance. The only slight feeling Gelda had towards those who had challenged her.
“That would be an overstatement.” she answered the question that had came up, only slightly moving her rather large eyes to look at the male. “They had it coming.”
Was this person someone who’d also try to do the same as the previous ones?
@not-completely-human, continued from here
The cyborg stood there rather dumbfounded. Who is that person? Should she remember her? What is my own past? She herself didn’t remember a thing.
“I’m.. Sorry, I guess.” she said in a confused manner. Gelda didn’t know how to answer the question. Obviously, the cyborg in front of her seemed really bothered and sad. “I don’t recognize you. I don’t even know my own name.”
It bothered her too; the cyborg wanted to know why she should recognize the other. Were they a friend? Family? Or just an aquaintance? Gelda put a hand to her head. Trying to remember the past actually hurt, like someone was trying to drill into her head. Her face contorted into an expression of pain.
“It hurts.” she muttered.
⿻ ミ ༉‧₊˚ @know-what-is-hidden
there had been reports of ruckus originating from the hunter warrior bar , as usual . it seemingly was always the origin of trouble in iron city . but this time , alita wasn’t available to accompany the newcomer to investigate , having to aid her surrogate father in his tasks – leaving the male to shoulder the investigation on his own . blue soles treaded amongst the gritty concrete that led the rookie hunter warrior towards the saloon entrance of the hunter warrior bar . he could already hear glass and grunts that came from inside , unknown as to what was happening in doors - the vigilante approached with caution as the door opened with a slight creak ; with commotion continuing in the near background . white pupils were met with the sight of a woman that possessed a mechanical body tossing men around left and right . the stranger’s movements were quick , ruthless and calculated almost like , alita’s . the way she fought , dodged and reacted - this woman was trained , and very well to add .
She just wanted something to drink. Having heard of the Kansas bar from several people in Iron City, she had decided to visit it.
Many of the hunter warriors at the bar just gave Gelda a quick look before returning to their usual behaviour of hanging around in small groups. One of the members of a smaller group had however decided to hit on her, which the cyborg clearly had no interest in.
“Back off”, she initially said, which apparently didn’t come across to the other as a no. When he tried to grab her, Gelda quickly retaliated by grabbing the hunter warrior’s arm, twisting it around and throwing him behind her in one swift motion. “Learn from this encounter. The next time I will not be this forgiving.”
This enraged the defeated one’s friends, and now they were all going after the cyborg, who in turn sighed before turning to face them. The light reflected on the metallic parts of Gelda’s body, most notably on the heavily scrathed letters on her thighs. URM.
not-completely-human:
Good answer. Alita wouldn’t accept anything else given if it didn’t fall in line with the one she’d said to herself. Nobody’s. It’s what she learned from Hugo that night he took her to her first Motorball game to watch and see how it’s like in person, which is so much better than just watching it on the television.
She really misses him. She’ll never forget everything he taught her and she learned a lot from him. Good and bad. But now isn’t the time to be thinking of that, she just wanted to take pride in what Gelda had told in. Damn right she knows how to handle herself.
A smug smile worn across her face. It’s what she wanted to hear but Gelda hadn’t said it to please her; she really meant it. She wouldn’t say it if she didn’t mean it.
“ And what’s the worst that could happen? ” Alita opened the front door to Kansas Bar. It was late at night, it’d probably be busy. “ Everyone here knows not to pick a fight with me, and if they don’t, they’ll learn. ”
Gelda was happy to see that Alita was apparently doing better now. She saw the self-confidence in the others eyes and gave her a subtle nod. This was the warrior that she herself had trained, and it showed.
“Good to see that you’ve kept your confidence.” The cyborg spoke. Gelda hadn’t missed the stories about what Alita had done before finding her and she would be lying if she said she wasn’t proud.
“That is the warrior I remember.” On the inside, Gelda kind of hoped that there would be an upcoming fight. It had been a while since she was in one herself, and she wasn’t going to give up the opportunity to fight side-by-side with Alita.
“Let them try, it shall be at their peril.” Now she was smiling as well.
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