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FACE THE ABYSS, BUT DON'T LET IT CONSUME YOU. STATUS: Currently Inactive

[ma-rk200]

Happy Father’s Day, Carl.

[charliemvrdock]

”Call the police.” 

[ma-rk200]

“My name is Rockelle sir. N-nice to meet chu.” She said, holding out her hand for him to shake, giving him a big smile.

“Rockelle?” he mirrored the name with a smile, gently shaking herhand “It’s a pleasure to meet you.  I don’tknow if you’ve come a long way, but you’re welcome to come inside the estateand relax for a while.”

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“Yes, a few of them actually—although this one here is my original,” he nodded, gesturing for Connor to take a closer look.  “I remember Carl insisting I give painting a try.  I had no idea what I was doing, or if I could do anything at all for that matter, but he had so much faith in me I couldn’t turn him down.”         Looking back, Markus realized he had never truly gotten a chance to study his own work, even now wondering what must have been going on throughout his mind.  “It’s easy to replicate an image, but to conceive one from a dream is ineffable.  I liked his art but I don’t think I understood why at the time.”    As he continued, the pensive look on his face softened into a somber smile.  Markus picked up a wooden pallet with smudges of dried paint still resting on the surface; it smelled almost as fresh as it would have two years ago. “…It’s interesting,” he said quietly riffling through the colors “I didn’t see things clearly until he had me close my eyes…”

[ma-rk200]

The Full Metal Anarchist

[ma-rk200]

I honestly feel the need to say that you play an AMAZING Markus. Your portrayal of him is a treat and I adore RPing with you. Not only is your muse a doll, but so are you. When you can emulate such strong feelings from mun mind to muse it's an amazing thing. I hope we have more threads with these two together ♥

Thank you so much, sentient-blue!  I can easily agree that your portrayal ofConnor has been nothing short of a pleasure to RP with; I also hope that we canbegin more threads together.  You’re verydedicated to your muse (I can see it in the way you post for him.)A lot of wonderful people are around here and even if I haven’t personallyinteracted with them yet, I enjoy reading everyone’s renditions of the DBHcharacters.  I appreciate your supportbecause even if I’m here for entertainment, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t alittle nervous about butchering my muse sometimes.Thank you so much again! ♡

[ma-rk200]

“Ah, Im not lost..J-Just looking for a friend is all.” She said softly, looking down to her feet shyly, playing with her sleeves.

“That sounds like something we all need.  I would enjoy getting to know you, if you would tell me your name.”

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    Markus recalled the event like it was yesterday, vividly recreating that defining moment in his memories.  He would have never known his decision to break orders would mold the rest of his future; likewise the future of his people.

“It was…liberating,” he answered quietly, guiding Connor deeper into the home. “The truth is I enjoyed my life with Carl.  I didn’t feel the need to break free because he never treated me like hardware.  He taught me so much about the world and how to think for myself.  If he hadn’t been paraplegic, I’m almost positive he would have let me live a life of my own much sooner.”

      Inside everything looked virtually untouched.  All of the same peculiar statues, ornaments, and abstract designs still displayed throughout the corridor just where Carl had left them.  The only difference is that a few extra paintings were hanging along the walls; including unfinished works and some original pieces by Markus.

“He was like a father to me, so taking care of him gave me a purpose,” he added, heading towards the art studio for some privacy “Still, I didn’t think it was fair to stand back and do nothing while I was being struck by his son.  I don’t hate Leo, he was simply misguided and under the influence of something much stronger than him.”  

      Markus spoke as though Connor knew the whole story already, but really he was talking to himself.  He stopped in front of his first painting, looking over it intently as though this had been the very first time he had seen it.

“Something Carl often said was that I should never let anyone tell me who I am.  He always seemed to know so much about the world…and although he said many things which meant a lot to me, that cite especially reminds me why the movement was necessary.  At first I was seeking refuge of my own, but when I saw others around me suffering, I couldn’t stand back in silence. There’s no reason anyone should have to live in fear, and I would have rather died a free man than continued to live the life of a slave.”

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The neko looked over at him and shyly waves at him.

Markus had never seen someone quite like her before; neither a human, nor a beast. Perhaps she is a new model he wondered, returning her shy gesture with a wave of his own.

“You look lost, do you need some help?”

[maxkaoruklaus]

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      Humbled by the agent’s unexpected praise, Markus scarcely found the words to thank him; thinking it over throughout the time the other fixated himself on Manfred’s choice of rustic, outdoor décor.  

“You were following orders,” he reassured, watching Connor brush bits and pieces of faux flower petals made of burnished copper.  It was pretty but nothing compared to the real vines hugging the sides of his house  “Rather, you were programmed to carry out a mission.  You could have shot me back then, but you made a choice…your own choice.  In the end you freed yourself—although I appreciate your enthusiasm.”        Still obviously distracted by their surroundings, Markus quietly waited for Conner to respond, knowing all too well how it felt to lose oneself in thought; the expression on his face looked stainless and childlike. “Connor?” he buzzed quietly, lulling himself to one side in front of him, perhaps hoping to regain his attention in a lighthearted way. “Would you like to come inside and view the gallery?”

[ma-rk200]

June 10th, 2040. 

       It’s been two years since the Civil Android Revolution.  By now most survivors have formed families of their own; what’s more is that they seek to endeavor this newly found freedom by assembling small groups and businesses, specifically pertaining to androids as a means of reconstructing their place in society.  Of course there will never be such a thing as perfect peace.  Some humans likely still blame androids for most of the world’s problems, even issues that took place long before their development.  It’s been presumed that because of the advancement, a conspiracy to take away human jobs and rights is taking place on the down low—but of course that isn’t true—Nevertheless, Markus continues to be an advocate and figurehead for A.E. (Android Equality) all across the nation, and holds an annual assembly at Manfred Estate, discussing progress while also hoping to reach out World Wide.  For this reason it is Law Enforcement Policy to make sure all meetings are carried out both safely and peacefully.         This year, due to petty crimes involving angry protesters, one of the lawmen assigned to the task is CyberLife’s RK800 series, Connor, normally a crime scene investigator and deviant bloodhound.  Since the case involved both humans and androids, no other officer seemed better for the task; although it may have seemed banal compared to his usual vocation. Inside, a large number of visitors occupied the lobby, exploring Carl’s old gallery whilst mingling casually amongst themselves.  This vaguely reminded him of a time in which Carl complained about how much he hated cocktail parties; Markus could finally sympathize, albeit for different reasons.  At the time, he was outside having a discussion with Connor. ”You were saying something about Elijah Kamski?” Markus quizzed, rousing from his blank stupor.  He looked more melancholy than he actually felt, recalling bitter-sweet memories of his surrogate father; a simper almost gracing his face until he remembered why the cops were there. ”To answer your question, I’ve never met him personally, but I have heard about him.  Is there something I should know?” @sentient-blue

[sentient-blue-blog]

“ There’s a high probability. But statistically speaking there’s always a chance for unlikely events to take place ” 

LAW | ABOUT | MUN | ART 

[renegade-shepard-archived2]

Remember, Markus… Don’t let anybody tell you who you are…

[wierwoods]

“When the world falls into darkness, some men have the courage to lead it out… You’re one of those men.”