Electric Lady, Get Down

I am Sharper than a razor Eyes made of lasers Bolder than the truth Cindi C5-78 Courser for the Institute (a Fallout 4 RP blog)

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programmablesoul replied to your post: I REMEMBERED CINDI’S EMAIL I’M IN

HACK THE SYSTEM

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I REMEMBERED CINDI’S EMAIL

I’M IN

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Cindi, much like Stian and most other synths, was built for a Purpose and doing her Purpose feels good and fills her with pride. being useful to her creators is the highest ting she can aspire to be, and she’s had it drilled into her that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few and that everyone, synth and human, ought to live by that 

...BUT. it’s something she’s started to wonder about, and she’s started doing things that aren’t strictly for the benefit of the tasks set for her by the SRB, but rather because she’s just curious about them. she tells herself that there’s a purpose for those things, that she’s collecting reconnaissance or exploring avenues her superiors might not have considered... but it’s a lie and deep down she knows it 

Cindi also has absolutely no qualms about using others in the pursuit of her goals. other people matter very little to her, at this stage

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“I haven’t been there in nine years. Looking back, it was a strange place.” [She plays her thumb over Cindi’s knuckles … looking distant for a moment before snapping back.] “Even compared to the rest of this hellhole of a world.”

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“Strange, how so?” She’s quite excellent at looking engaged and interested, her eyes only flicking down to their hands for a brief moment. “I’ve heard of many strange places, but haven’t seen many. Just little settlements and the like, till Diamond City.”

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SPHINX SPHINX SPHINX

>:3 YES VERY GOOD

[horrificmemes]

If my muse was a creature from myth or an urban legend, which would they be?

Tell me in my inbox.

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Cindi is convinced both of those particular lines of synth are defective 

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I’m laughing what if that’s what shakes her confidence in the Institute

“how can my creators be all knowing if they keep turning out these malfunctioning assholes”

“except for me of course I’m perfect”

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programmablesoul replied to your post “Cindi is convinced both of those particular lines of synth are...”

A mr. handly, slowly and apparently against its will revolving, all "cindi what are you talking about, now zap me with that cattleprod, I think I grounded myself right this time"

Cindi would probably take a lot of joy in zapping him with a cattle prod actually...

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Cindi is convinced both of those particular lines of synth are defective 

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itxaintxthexmoney replied to your post:whispers Cindi has a peer

trying to hide his half-empty four loko can and act sober while he talks to her though

he’s seeing dog eyes everywhere trying to keep it cool

Cindi just not even trying to hide how hard she’s judging him >:|

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Look. This thing has a stimulant in it. It’s a performance-enhancing substance. He’s got everything completely under control. Maybe some ~individuals~ can’t handle their liquor but maybe they should git gud. Think about it.

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damnit he’s acting like a wastelander

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itxaintxthexmoney replied to your post:whispers Cindi has a peer

trying to hide his half-empty four loko can and act sober while he talks to her though

he’s seeing dog eyes everywhere trying to keep it cool

Cindi just not even trying to hide how hard she’s judging him >:|

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whispers Cindi has a peer

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“No. I’m from the Idaho remnants.” [She holds Cindi’s hand a moment longer than necessary. Bell has calloused hands, and a firm grip.] “You?”

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“Really? I’ve never been out that way.” She cocks her head, seeming to be in no hurry to let go. “What’s it like?”

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mission directive. don't forget.

I haven’t.

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[Bell offers Cindi her hand.] 

“Bell Wallace. What’s yours?”

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She takes the offered hand, giving it a shake and an extra squeeze.

“Cindi. Just Cindi, that’s all. Are you from the Commonwealth, Bell?”

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[The corner of her mouth curls up, towards a smile.] “Thanks. I suppose you’d be the expert. You’re very striking, yourself.”

“Really? How sweet of you!” She smiles, with every appearance of delight. “What’s your name?”

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Sure. But nobody should have to be useful to have a place in the world. It’s fine t’ be useful, it’s awesome t’ be helpful, but if you’re not, you still–

 [Bailey catches themself. They laugh, and shake their head.]  That’s– sorry, that’s a whole can of worms.

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...oh?

*she cocks her head*

I suppose I had not thought of it that way.