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Hi, I´m Mara

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Tron Legacy Sam Flynn 2010 #garretthedlund #samflynn #flynnlives #tronlegacy #tron3 #savetron

[sealapocalyptic]

I’m watching Tron: Legacy it’s pretty and Rinzler is really attractive that is all.

[mara-the-mechanic]

We all agree on this 

[askkryptor]

Send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they'd never usually say out loud.

“You know, the shape of your hair makes your face look disproportionately wide.”

Kryptor’s eyes widened in surprise. Why had he said that out loud? He certainly hadn’t meant to. Sure, he was quick to tell a program when they could be doing something more efficiently, or when there was a problem that needed to be solved, but usually he was good about keeping his irrelevant personal opinions to himself. For some reason, he had messed up and spoken when he meant to only think.

“Ah… what I meant was… isn’t it an inefficient hairstyle given your function? Having your hair stick out so much? What if you leaned close to look at something and it got sucked into a power tool?” He shifted awkwardly.

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

¨ But… but he helps these programs!  Every program who is saved from the Games is a win for us. Tesler needs to be stopped, you haven´t been there when he tried to derezz Zed and me… If there hadn´t been the Renegeade, we would be dead! And there are more and more following him, we can end this together!“, Mara replied stubbornly, even if she understood his point. 

“Hey, I said before, I think he means well,” Kryptor said, holding up his hands. “He just needs a better strategy.”

Not that Tesler had any sense of strategy either. That was likely why the Renegade was still alive, he thought.

[mara-the-mechanic]

¨And what would you suggest?¨, Mara asked with a sign. ¨ There aren´t that many options at the moment....¨ As much as she hated to admit it, even if the resistance grew there were still not enough programs willing to follow the Renegade and change anything.

[askkryptor]

Send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they'd never usually say out loud.

“You know, the shape of your hair makes your face look disproportionately wide.”

Kryptor’s eyes widened in surprise. Why had he said that out loud? He certainly hadn’t meant to. Sure, he was quick to tell a program when they could be doing something more efficiently, or when there was a problem that needed to be solved, but usually he was good about keeping his irrelevant personal opinions to himself. For some reason, he had messed up and spoken when he meant to only think.

“Ah… what I meant was… isn’t it an inefficient hairstyle given your function? Having your hair stick out so much? What if you leaned close to look at something and it got sucked into a power tool?” He shifted awkwardly.

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

“If you aks me, it´s still too much…”, Mara replied, her voice sounded sharper than intended.”And the Renegade only tries to help us, he shouldn´t be hunted for it…”

Kryptor nodded somewhat absently. One of those, huh? This entire section of the Grid was divided between programs who were adamant in their support of the Renegade, and programs who hated him. Neutrality was rare, and in some ways, dangerous.

“I believe that the Renegade has good intentions,” Kryptor said sincerely. “Though if you ask me, he doesn’t understand cause and effect very well.”

[mara-the-mechanic]

¨ How do you mean that?¨ Now Mara was really interested. Kryptor seemed like a program with whom you could discuss this topic objectively. Someting pretty rare lately. She tilted her head slightly and smiled to show him she woulnd´t judge him no matter what he´d say.

[askkryptor]

“Well, he’s slipped past Tesler’s security a few times, right?” Kryptor began to explain. “But he doesn’t have enough of a strategy to significantly change anything. He’ll free a few prisoners… blow up a statue… but each time, they just rebuild the statue. They take more prisoners. And they reinforce their security.”

Kryptor looked at her with a serious expression. “If the Renegade wants to negate military control, he’s going about it completely wrong. What he’s doing right now is showing the Occupation the flaws in their security, so they can fix them.”

[mara-the-mechanic]

¨ But... but he helps these programs!  Every program who is saved from the Games is a win for us. Tesler needs to be stopped, you haven´t been there when he tried to derezz Zed and me... If there hadn´t been the Renegeade, we would be dead! And there are more and more following him, we can end this together!", Mara replied stubbornly, even if she understood his point. 

[mara-the-mechanic]

I think this descibes Mara pretty well. She doesn´t accept her fate, she tries to change it and fight all the odds, no matter what it costs.

[mara-the-mechanic]

You've been hit with the Instagram AU! Mun, you're challenge (if you choose to accept it) is to start posting pictures of pictures you think your muse would post. You can find these pictures anywhere. Tumblr, wehearit, Pinterest, etc. You must also create a username for your muse to put underneath the picture. Captions are optional, but they're super fun and would give us a look into how your muse is. Have fun!!

Challenge accepted!! Thank you ^^ 

[askkryptor]

Send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they'd never usually say out loud.

“You know, the shape of your hair makes your face look disproportionately wide.”

Kryptor’s eyes widened in surprise. Why had he said that out loud? He certainly hadn’t meant to. Sure, he was quick to tell a program when they could be doing something more efficiently, or when there was a problem that needed to be solved, but usually he was good about keeping his irrelevant personal opinions to himself. For some reason, he had messed up and spoken when he meant to only think.

“Ah… what I meant was… isn’t it an inefficient hairstyle given your function? Having your hair stick out so much? What if you leaned close to look at something and it got sucked into a power tool?” He shifted awkwardly.

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

“If you aks me, it´s still too much…”, Mara replied, her voice sounded sharper than intended.”And the Renegade only tries to help us, he shouldn´t be hunted for it…”

Kryptor nodded somewhat absently. One of those, huh? This entire section of the Grid was divided between programs who were adamant in their support of the Renegade, and programs who hated him. Neutrality was rare, and in some ways, dangerous.

“I believe that the Renegade has good intentions,” Kryptor said sincerely. “Though if you ask me, he doesn’t understand cause and effect very well.”

[mara-the-mechanic]

¨ How do you mean that?¨ Now Mara was really interested. Kryptor seemed like a program with whom you could discuss this topic objectively. Someting pretty rare lately. She tilted her head slightly and smiled to show him she woulnd´t judge him no matter what he´d say.

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

“Thank you.” Mara smiled when he opened the door for her. It was unusual for a program to act like this. At her time on the Grid only Zed had held open the door for her from time to time, but in the User world she often saw men act like towards women, it seemed to be a habit.

She looked around to find the seller. Mara knew it was quite late to interrupt, but they needed the ink to get the last papers printed for tomorrow. Luckily the shop was still open. Since she started living with Ezra and helping him with his paper, she often ran errands like this. It made her feel useful and helped her to find a place where she belonged.

Kryptor nodded in response. He stepped inside after Mara and let the door shut - as he did, he frowned slightly and pressed his hand against his right side. On the Grid he’d had some minor damage there from an injury that hadn’t healed properly. He’d barely noticed it then, just the occasional sharp pain when he moved his arm too quickly… In this world, it was more of a nuisance, a steady, painful tension that never went away. He wasn’t concerned; it was merely an annoyance, like many other things about the human body.

He looked around the little shop, examining the various supplies on the shelves, memorizing any useful information for future reference. There were many different kinds of brushes and quills, rubber stamps, various colors and textures of paper… Kryptor analyzed each item, determining what they were used for and how they were all used together. Some were practical; others seemed to serve a purely aesthetic purpose, which clearly was a lot more important to Users than it was to programs.

[mara-the-mechanic]

“Hello Richard!”, Mara greeted the shop owner, who came from the next room as she and Kryptor entered the building. He was an elderly man, corpulent with white hair, which started to fall out, beginning at the middle of his head. On the Grid she had more than once seen old programs, Able for example was one of Flynn´s first ones, but no one looked like this. Users aged differently. Many of them lost their hair and all of them became wrinkled skin... Some of them just looked weird to Mara, she still hand´t got used to this kind of view. But Richard was different... he had this warm smile which made his wrinkles disappear. It began at his mouth and spread all across his face, lighting the room with it. So this time.

“Good evening, beautiful!”, he smiled. “The same as usual?”

Since Mara lived with Ezra, she had got the ink for him and because she always bought the same brand, Richard knew exactly what she needed even before she said anything.

[askkryptor]

Send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they'd never usually say out loud.

“You know, the shape of your hair makes your face look disproportionately wide.”

Kryptor’s eyes widened in surprise. Why had he said that out loud? He certainly hadn’t meant to. Sure, he was quick to tell a program when they could be doing something more efficiently, or when there was a problem that needed to be solved, but usually he was good about keeping his irrelevant personal opinions to himself. For some reason, he had messed up and spoken when he meant to only think.

“Ah… what I meant was… isn’t it an inefficient hairstyle given your function? Having your hair stick out so much? What if you leaned close to look at something and it got sucked into a power tool?” He shifted awkwardly.

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

“Thank you.” Mara smiled at his words. “We´re a pretty good team here.You work alone, right?” She gave him a questioning look.

“Yes,” Kryptor answered with a nod. “I find it faster and more effective to perform work myself rather than explain it to another program and rely on them both to understand my explanation and to be able to get the work done.”

He preferred working alone; to him, it was fewer variables and less chance for error. Though he didn’t mind company during downtime.

[mara-the-mechanic]

“I totally understand what you mean.”, Mara replied. “Sometimes it´s really easier to work alone, but to be honest I would be lost if I hadn´t had my friends.” Like the one time they had to repair some tanks for the Occupation. If Link hadn´t founnd a way to fix that code and if the others hadn´t worked so well together they would have all ended up at the Games or worse…

[askkryptor]

“That’s understandable. What I do is… unusual…”

Which was to say that most programs with similar functions had been repurposed a long time ago, being seen as likely to pose a security threat. Kryptor had always preferred to work alone, but now, keeping to himself was a matter of safety more than anything.

“It’s peaceful out here. Quiet.” He looked out the window into the distance. There were a few military vehicles within view, like always, but not the constant whirr of tanks and the high-pitched whines or rumbles of aerial vehicles that he’d become accustomed to around the rest of the Grid.

[mara-the-mechanic]

“Yes…” Mara stepped closer to the window while she followed his gaze. The view was breath-taking as always. She loved moments like this when the world started to calm down and became nothing more than the glow blue lights and the silhouette of the Outlands behind Argon.

[askkryptor]

Kryptor stood silently for a while, admiring the architecture of the city. “I’m actually surprised there isn’t more security,” he said finally. “Given the situation with the Renegade…”

[mara-the-mechanic]

“If you aks me, it´s still too much...”, Mara replied, her voice sounded sharper than intended.”And the Renegade only tries to help us, he shouldn´t be hunted for it...”

[mara-the-mechanic]

To the anon with the instagram AU: thank you for tagging me! :)

I will work on it the next days ^^

[mara-the-mechanic]

Send this to the 12 nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get 5 back you must be pretty awesome. ♥

Thank you so much!!! x3

[mara-the-mechanic]

Send this to the 12 nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get 5 back you must be pretty awesome. ♥

Thank you!!!! x3

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

“I don´t think that thery´re too unhappy with the way they have to keep their bodies alive. Most of the people I know love eating. It´s they way how they have to earn their food which troubles them.” And so much more… Mara had seen the Slums and the poverty, people working themselfs to death and they still weren´t able to care for their families. This world was brutal and full of grievances and most people didn´t even try to change anything. That´s why she had joined Ezra´s print shop. With his help, she had the chance to wake awareness.. Nothing had to stay this way, it musn´t stay this way. Mara knew there was not much she could do, she had become more in this case since she lived in this world. Changing the Habits of a whole Nation wouldn´t come over night. But she could wait and she would do her best to stop this exploitation. “Did you hear about God?”, Mara asked in a hushed voice. “The Users believe he created them.” Sometimes she had been to church on Sundays. Not because she believed in the preachments, but more out of curiousity. And somehow this God seemed to be the answer to all the problems the people had. They believed he would save them, so they didn´t even try to save them on their own behalf.

Kryptor could only shrug and look away. What Mara said was true; the Users didn’t seem bothered at all by the poorly designed and inefficient state of their existence. They were perfectly content to spend most of their lives just keeping their bodies alive. CLU had thought the Grid was marred by imperfection… Kryptor could imagine him having a breakdown if he saw this world. He himself could honestly say he wouldn’t want to live like this if he thought there was no alternative. There was no point in telling Mara that, though; even when the biggest problem was his own body and thus far unsolvable, he still believed firmly in finding ways to solve problems rather than complaining about them.

“God?” The name they scream whenever something bad happens?” He smirked. “Yes, I’ve heard it. A few shifts ago, there was an accident with the power supply and a technician got hurt. He was yelling about God the entire time I was trying to fix the power supply…”

Kryptor shook his head. “Don’t see how asking for help from an entity that’s not present is going to solve anything, but… okay, I guess.”

[mara-the-mechanic]

“Don´t you see the parallels to Flynn?” Mara added still in a low voice while she gave Kryptor a serious look.

“But I don´t think this is the right place to talk about this. Would you like to come with me and have some tea? If you put enough sugar in it, it tastes a bit like energy. Well, very very poor energy but it´s the best we can get here.”

[askkryptor]

“Yeah…” he started to answer. Kryptor had never expected Flynn to be around to fix every bad thing that happened. Like any loyal program, he respected the Users, performed his function well and carried out orders to the best of his ability. Ultimately, though, he thought it was the duty of programs to at least try to solve their own problems, not just wait for the User to do everything for them…

But she was right. This wasn’t the best place to talk about it.

“Sure,” he said with a smile.

[mara-the-mechanic]

“Ok. Cool.” Mara grinned widely. She couldn´t describe how happy she was to meet someone of her kind after all this time. It had been so exhausting to behave like the other exspected. She wasn´t a User and it was hard to act like one all the time.

“I just have to get some ink for Ezra in this shop over there. Do you want to wait here or come with me?”

[askkryptor]

“I’ll come with you,” Kryptor answered, fiddling with his collar again. He might as well; he had no more work to do at the moment, and he didn’t like to be standing around doing nothing. Users might like their excessive downtime… which was understandable, given how poorly their bodies were constructed… but Kryptor did not enjoy it.

He walked alongside Mara to the shop she had indicated and held the door open for her.

[mara-the-mechanic]

"Thank you." Mara smiled when he opened the door for her. It was unusual for a program to act like this. At her time on the Grid only Zed had held open the door for her from time to time, but in the User world she often saw men act like towards women, it seemed to be a habit.

She looked around to find the seller. Mara knew it was quite late to interrupt, but they needed the ink to get the last papers printed for tomorrow. Luckily the shop was still open. Since she started living with Ezra and helping him with his paper, she often ran errands like this. It made her feel useful and helped her to find a place where she belonged.

[kira-programofnowhere]

“This place looks terrible”

Kira nodded, shivering slightly. The rain had been coming down hard outside and so she ran in here to escape the cold. Now that curfew was settling in, looks like she would be here until the next cycle.

[kira-programofnowhere]

“Why wouldn’t he?” She turned to look at Mara. “CLU’s here now and the Renegade’s all by himself. Not even Tron can take on all of CLU’s army by himself. And if he does seem that way, then he’s going to end up a lot of trouble without help.”

[mara-the-mechanic]

“I don´t know…” Mara hesitated. There was no way of telling Kira about her expiriences with the Renegade. Even if she seemed friendly, there was still a small chance of her beeing a member of the Occupation or at least a supporter. After everything what had happened, Mara had become more careful when it came to this. She didn´t want anyone to get hurt like Rasquet. “It just seems like this…”, she continued. “He´s alsways on his own and I bet he could have some assistans if he wanted them.”

[askkryptor]

mara-the-mechanic:

“I don´t think that thery´re too unhappy with the way they have to keep their bodies alive. Most of the people I know love eating. It´s they way how they have to earn their food which troubles them.” And so much more… Mara had seen the Slums and the poverty, people working themselfs to death and they still weren´t able to care for their families. This world was brutal and full of grievances and most people didn´t even try to change anything. That´s why she had joined Ezra´s print shop. With his help, she had the chance to wake awareness.. Nothing had to stay this way, it musn´t stay this way. Mara knew there was not much she could do, she had become more in this case since she lived in this world. Changing the Habits of a whole Nation wouldn´t come over night. But she could wait and she would do her best to stop this exploitation. “Did you hear about God?”, Mara asked in a hushed voice. “The Users believe he created them.” Sometimes she had been to church on Sundays. Not because she believed in the preachments, but more out of curiousity. And somehow this God seemed to be the answer to all the problems the people had. They believed he would save them, so they didn´t even try to save them on their own behalf.

Kryptor could only shrug and look away. What Mara said was true; the Users didn’t seem bothered at all by the poorly designed and inefficient state of their existence. They were perfectly content to spend most of their lives just keeping their bodies alive. CLU had thought the Grid was marred by imperfection… Kryptor could imagine him having a breakdown if he saw this world. He himself could honestly say he wouldn’t want to live like this if he thought there was no alternative. There was no point in telling Mara that, though; even when the biggest problem was his own body and thus far unsolvable, he still believed firmly in finding ways to solve problems rather than complaining about them.

“God?” The name they scream whenever something bad happens?” He smirked. “Yes, I’ve heard it. A few shifts ago, there was an accident with the power supply and a technician got hurt. He was yelling about God the entire time I was trying to fix the power supply…”

Kryptor shook his head. “Don’t see how asking for help from an entity that’s not present is going to solve anything, but… okay, I guess.”

[mara-the-mechanic]

“Don´t you see the parallels to Flynn?” Mara added still in a low voice while she gave Kryptor a serious look.

“But I don´t think this is the right place to talk about this. Would you like to come with me and have some tea? If you put enough sugar in it, it tastes a bit like energy. Well, very very poor energy but it´s the best we can get here.”

[askkryptor]

“Yeah…” he started to answer. Kryptor had never expected Flynn to be around to fix every bad thing that happened. Like any loyal program, he respected the Users, performed his function well and carried out orders to the best of his ability. Ultimately, though, he thought it was the duty of programs to at least try to solve their own problems, not just wait for the User to do everything for them…

But she was right. This wasn’t the best place to talk about it.

“Sure,” he said with a smile.

[mara-the-mechanic]

“Ok. Cool.” Mara grinned widely. She couldn´t describe how happy she was to meet someone of her kind after all this time. It had been so exhausting to behave like the other exspected. She wasn´t a User and it was hard to act like one all the time.

“I just have to get some ink for Ezra in this shop over there. Do you want to wait here or come with me?”

[moodcase]