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@nervosa-nova
[ "I do what it takes until I get what I want, so what else could be wrong?" ]
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The fine line between wanting to say so much and knowing that it's better to say nothing.
am i even mentally ill or am i just living in some kind of infinite torture chamber that would make anyone like this
Results are in!!!
Goodbye, caterpillar!!!
After some frantic rushing and troubled times, the group has chosen Synapse!!! Reactor was framed, but guessing by the bulletsโ- it makes sense. So here we go!!!
[The moment the words leave Galamaโs mouth, to spill into the ears of those who anxiously await deathโฆ]
[Syn is thrown back into a metal chair, flipped back until heโs lying straight down, light from above piercing into his eyes. Galama stands beside the dental chair, flicking through a few sharp objects like deciding something sour on a menu.]
[The scalpel slides through skin like butter, cutting wires as they are slowly replaced with new, more fleshy and flimsy tubes.]
[When half of the outer layer of synthetic flesh and wires are removed, the framework begins. The endoskeleton is replaced with mangled bone and tendons, and very carefully flesh is sewn on. Holes run throughout the flesh, space for veins and arteries, slowly welling up with a thick, blood like substance as soon as they are connected to the body.]
[The flesh weeps and oozes as skin and muscle are sewn on like an art project, the thread straining and occasionally digging into the flesh and tearing.]
[Pinpricks of blood line the seams, the thing in the chair an amalgamation of something pristine and robotic and a disgusting patchwork of human parts.]
[Humanity, or at least a mockery of it. What a fitting death, don't you thiiiiink???]
[ Synapse detected something approaching behind him. Though when he turned around, there was nothing there but his shadow. ]
[ Which was looking back at him. ]
[ Something rose from the android's shadow, which had stopped reflecting it's movements. ]
Greetings, Synapse. I take it you were invited here as well.
- @ultimate-life-form-dotglb
*[synapse quickly and violently recoils back again, left hand shooting up in a sort of clawing, grabbing motion.]*
*[this time the gun actually formed.]*
*[losing his footing and instinctively pulling the trigger, he fell over onto his backside as a loud BANG shot through the room.]*
[...Do not scare me like that.]
[ He didn't even flinch as the bullet passed straight through his own arm, though his eyes narrowed very slightly as his outfit was torn. Nevertheless, both regenerated. ]
My apologies. I assumed you would have been used to this type of thing by now.
[ He assisted Syn to his feet, glancing around at the surrounding crowd. ]
What do you presume will transpire? I believe a sort of event was mentioned.
[Unfortunately, I am not...]
*[with shaking legs, the android gets back to standing, dusting off the iridescent lilac dress. patterns of chandelier nerve cells flash across it.]*
[There was an event planned? I do not remember reading something akin to an event aside from the usual social interaction promised at events such as this.]
HELLO HELLO!! I DON'T THINK I'VE 2EEN YOU YET!! I'M TAFFY, NICE TO MEET YA!! I LIKE YOUR GOWN!!
[ She holds out her hand for a handshake. ]
โ @le2bian-tail2
*[synapse quickly and violently recoils back, left hand shooting up in a sort of clawing, grabbing motion.]*
*[they were about to summon a gun.]*
[Um. Uh. Hello. Thank you.]
*[tentatively, they reciprocate the handshake with their right arm.]*
[ She shakes their hand vigorously and leaves a grub in it when she pulls away. ]
EHEHE!! I'LL 2EE YOU AAAARROOUUUUUNNNDDD!!
[ Taffy skitters off. Waow... so kind ]
*[syn stares down at the grub, bewildered. the insect starts to rot slightly in his azure palm.]*
[...Alright then.]
[ Synapse detected something approaching behind him. Though when he turned around, there was nothing there but his shadow. ]
[ Which was looking back at him. ]
[ Something rose from the android's shadow, which had stopped reflecting it's movements. ]
Greetings, Synapse. I take it you were invited here as well.
- @ultimate-life-form-dotglb
*[synapse quickly and violently recoils back again, left hand shooting up in a sort of clawing, grabbing motion.]*
*[this time the gun actually formed.]*
*[losing his footing and instinctively pulling the trigger, he fell over onto his backside as a loud BANG shot through the room.]*
[...Do not scare me like that.]
HELLO HELLO!! I DON'T THINK I'VE 2EEN YOU YET!! I'M TAFFY, NICE TO MEET YA!! I LIKE YOUR GOWN!!
[ She holds out her hand for a handshake. ]
โ @le2bian-tail2
*[synapse quickly and violently recoils back, left hand shooting up in a sort of clawing, grabbing motion.]*
*[they were about to summon a gun.]*
[Um. Uh. Hello. Thank you.]
*[tentatively, they reciprocate the handshake with their right arm.]*
YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS!!!
Greetings, Everyone!!! From young to infinite to girl to boy to neither to both to #### and a few fish, I welcome you to the finest Masqueerade the multiverse has ever seen!!! Come on in, donโt be shy!!! We get to have fun learning what makes you cry-
[blaiGALAMA does a spin in the air, -600 bitrate.]
*[the android arrives, dressed in an elegant gown with his hands folded at his waist neatly. the fingers of the arm twitch ever so slightly.]*
*[foolishly, he hopes tonight goes right.]*
[...Have you also received an invitation too?]
- @nervosanova
[ A silence. ]
[ Yellow eyes stare blankly at Synapse as he speaks. ]
[ A familiar vessel, yet one that lacked all the warning flags once familiar to Synapse. ]
[ The entity takes a few steps forward, supporting itself with a cane as it approaches. It lacks the rigid grace it usually tries to carry. ]
๐๐๐. ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐.
[I do not have a solid idea about why they chose to host this event. Perhaps mere entertainment? Or something more...]
*[the android's voice is... strange. his tone warps and wobbles drunkenly despite the "natural" neutral tone it is mostly heard in. soft giggles could even be heard, hiding between syllables.]*
*[something was done to him.]*
[Do you have any plans for activities you wish to partake in? An outfit planned, perhaps? I am trying to fix a dress for it, myself.]
*[...he's learned to (mostly) tune out agnos's bodily shenanigans. good on him!]*
๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐ฟ.
[ A barely noticeable sigh. ]
[ Even in an absence, notes must be taken. ]
[ Unfortunately. ]
๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐.
๐๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ผ๐๐๐.
[I do not fully understand. I do not recognize anything unusual happening to me outside of when I received the masquerade invite. For your information... It was a zip bomb.]
*[with an undulating sigh, he puts a hand over his head, as if enduring a migraine.]*
*[his right hand.]*
*[wasn't that one ripped off?]*
๐ ๐๐๐.
[ Technology seems to always have been susceptible to such simple changes, unfortunately. ]
[ It points at the arm of the antivirus, with even such a minimal task appearing to take a significant amount of effort. ]
๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐?
[ That would be something they need to be aware of. Information that will be deemed important. ]
[ It knows how to play its role, at least. ]
[What do you mean? My right arm was remo-]
*[he stops dead in his tracks as he gawks at the new appendage. not a weak skeleton, not infested with parasite wire, but an honest-to-god arm.]*
*[it was a deep shade of iridescent blue, light playing across the surface like light filtering through water to a floor of beetle shells. intricate scarified swirls and markings were carved into the "flesh", raised in a way that was more reminiscent of stone etchings rather than tissue. petals coated his elbow. a fish skeleton was wrapped around his forearm.]*
*[he stares and stares and stares, bewildered. he turns his hand, flexes his fingers. it feels so strange.]*
*[and it feels like it's somehow always been there.]*
[...]
[...Have you also received an invitation too?]
- @nervosanova
[ A silence. ]
[ Yellow eyes stare blankly at Synapse as he speaks. ]
[ A familiar vessel, yet one that lacked all the warning flags once familiar to Synapse. ]
[ The entity takes a few steps forward, supporting itself with a cane as it approaches. It lacks the rigid grace it usually tries to carry. ]
๐๐๐. ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐.
[I do not have a solid idea about why they chose to host this event. Perhaps mere entertainment? Or something more...]
*[the android's voice is... strange. his tone warps and wobbles drunkenly despite the "natural" neutral tone it is mostly heard in. soft giggles could even be heard, hiding between syllables.]*
*[something was done to him.]*
[Do you have any plans for activities you wish to partake in? An outfit planned, perhaps? I am trying to fix a dress for it, myself.]
*[...he's learned to (mostly) tune out agnos's bodily shenanigans. good on him!]*
๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐ฟ.
[ A barely noticeable sigh. ]
[ Even in an absence, notes must be taken. ]
[ Unfortunately. ]
๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐.
๐๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ผ๐๐๐.
[I do not fully understand. I do not recognize anything unusual happening to me outside of when I received the masquerade invite. For your information... It was a zip bomb.]
*[with an undulating sigh, he puts a hand over his head, as if enduring a migraine.]*
*[his right hand.]*
*[wasn't that one ripped off?]*
[...Have you also received an invitation too?]
- @nervosanova
[ A silence. ]
[ Yellow eyes stare blankly at Synapse as he speaks. ]
[ A familiar vessel, yet one that lacked all the warning flags once familiar to Synapse. ]
[ The entity takes a few steps forward, supporting itself with a cane as it approaches. It lacks the rigid grace it usually tries to carry. ]
๐๐๐. ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐.
[I do not have a solid idea about why they chose to host this event. Perhaps mere entertainment? Or something more...]
*[the android's voice is... strange. his tone warps and wobbles drunkenly despite the "natural" neutral tone it is mostly heard in. soft giggles could even be heard, hiding between syllables.]*
*[something was done to him.]*
[Do you have any plans for activities you wish to partake in? An outfit planned, perhaps? I am trying to fix a dress for it, myself.]
*[...he's learned to (mostly) tune out agnos's bodily shenanigans. good on him!]*
[Hm? A message?]
[mhmmhhmhmhm "you are invited", mhmhhhmmhm "mas-queer-ade ball", hmmhhmmhhmmh "mingle with other onion pringles"...]
[There is a masquerade ball happening tomorrow evening? How curious. This might be an opportunity to identify newer individual-]
[GHHH-!]
[...uuugggghh...]
[It appears to be June, which is Pride Month.]
[As a "gay" person myself, I wish you all to have a satisfactory Pride Month.]
[Please stay safe.]
> command:[run.diagnostic(identify)]_
> target?=[unknown.entity("Maizey")]_
> identifying target..._
> ID SUCCESS !_
> "A pseudo-mammalian lifeform, exhibits similar physical traits to "Majin" and "Jinnie". Seems to be capable of external plant growth. Other lifeforms seem to be drawn to subject. High levels of energy, can only be described as "angelic". Non-confrontational, unless provoked." [THREAT.LVL: CAUTION ADVISED]
[...he's hiding behind a tree, watching.]
- @nervosa-nova
"Oh, hello there!"
( Maizey was braiding a horse's mane, slipping little flower blooms into it- her work being praised by quiet little huffs from the gorgeous steed. )
"Why are you hiding, hun? Come out."
( She tilted her head as a way of beckoning him, before returning back to the horse- humming softly. )
*[...the android slowly walks forth. despite his clunky boots, his steps are soft against the springy earth.]*
*[an angel of machine meeting an angel of nature. how quaint.]*
[...Is that your equine?]
"Oh, no- not MINE- heeeheh... She's her own lady, just a friend of mine. I named her Angelina, for some reason she deeply fancies that name."
( Maizey talked so softly, yet kept confidence and assurance in her tone- her cool demeanor immediately being broken by her giggling at Angelina licking her. )
"Who may you be? Pfffhbh- stttooop--" ( Maizey gently shoved the horse's head away. )
*[the android tilts his head in slight amusement.]
[My name is Synapse, miss.]
*[even he - as inorganic as he was - was falling for her natural charm, slowly drawn to the anchor. ...what could that possibly say?]*
"I'm Maizey!"
( Maizey smiled, more little yellow blooms sprouting from her fluff as she introduced herself. )
"Good to meet you, Synapse! Here, Angelina- y'wanna say hi?"
( The horse sniffed. Maizey gently patted her on the head- murmuring 'you have better manners than that!'- and in response.. )
( The steed lowered her head to Synapse, as warm of a greeting as the creature could give- gently bumping her head against his. )
*[ear twitch. he greets angelina with the same amount of formalness as he did maizey.]*
[H'llo, miss.]
( Angelina bowed ever-so-slightly, earning a giggle from Maizey. )
"Well isn't she the belle of the ball? Good, darlin'- keep them manners-PPLLBBHH!" ( Maizey was licked and nudged once again. ) "Manners! mANNERS!"
"Now, typically most seek my company when they-" ( Maizey ducked away from being licked once more. ) "They are feeling down on their luck- exhausted.. Like they're not whole."
"I can give you a little boost if you're feeling that way." ( Maizey side-stepped away from Angelina, smiling earnestly- holding out her arm to invite contact. ) "S'What I do!"
*[syn pulls a hand close to their chest. they hesitate, staring at maizey's outstretched arm...]*
[I have only come here to catalogue information. But perhaps... Maybe I could make use of "a little boost."]
*[they slowly take maizey's hand.]*
"Information? Oh! Well, I'm quite the master at interviews- heehee! Lay it on me, Synapse!"
( Maizey smiled, lacing her fingers with his. )
( Thrumming with such a chilly warmth, all-encompassing and thick like a blanket- comforting, not overwhelming. It was like holding hands with anemoia- lacing fingers with life you yourself could never hold. )
[Well, I...]
I...
*[his body thrummed with the life essence; it starting to shake. the tremors not from fear or a defect in his frame, but a simple slight excess of strange, warm-ish energy.]*
*[it gently enveloped his systems, changing it; rewriting it like how an author rewrites a sentence, into something a little more than metal. something a little more than plastic. something a little more than a program.]*
I... I want to ask you... Where did you get these abilities? How did you gain such... wonderous power?
> command:[run.diagnostic(identify)]_
> target?=[unknown.entity("Maizey")]_
> identifying target..._
> ID SUCCESS !_
> "A pseudo-mammalian lifeform, exhibits similar physical traits to "Majin" and "Jinnie". Seems to be capable of external plant growth. Other lifeforms seem to be drawn to subject. High levels of energy, can only be described as "angelic". Non-confrontational, unless provoked." [THREAT.LVL: CAUTION ADVISED]
[...he's hiding behind a tree, watching.]
- @nervosa-nova
"Oh, hello there!"
( Maizey was braiding a horse's mane, slipping little flower blooms into it- her work being praised by quiet little huffs from the gorgeous steed. )
"Why are you hiding, hun? Come out."
( She tilted her head as a way of beckoning him, before returning back to the horse- humming softly. )
*[...the android slowly walks forth. despite his clunky boots, his steps are soft against the springy earth.]*
*[an angel of machine meeting an angel of nature. how quaint.]*
[...Is that your equine?]
"Oh, no- not MINE- heeeheh... She's her own lady, just a friend of mine. I named her Angelina, for some reason she deeply fancies that name."
( Maizey talked so softly, yet kept confidence and assurance in her tone- her cool demeanor immediately being broken by her giggling at Angelina licking her. )
"Who may you be? Pfffhbh- stttooop--" ( Maizey gently shoved the horse's head away. )
*[the android tilts his head in slight amusement.]
[My name is Synapse, miss.]
*[even he - as inorganic as he was - was falling for her natural charm, slowly drawn to the anchor. ...what could that possibly say?]*
"I'm Maizey!"
( Maizey smiled, more little yellow blooms sprouting from her fluff as she introduced herself. )
"Good to meet you, Synapse! Here, Angelina- y'wanna say hi?"
( The horse sniffed. Maizey gently patted her on the head- murmuring 'you have better manners than that!'- and in response.. )
( The steed lowered her head to Synapse, as warm of a greeting as the creature could give- gently bumping her head against his. )
*[ear twitch. he greets angelina with the same amount of formalness as he did maizey.]*
[H'llo, miss.]
( Angelina bowed ever-so-slightly, earning a giggle from Maizey. )
"Well isn't she the belle of the ball? Good, darlin'- keep them manners-PPLLBBHH!" ( Maizey was licked and nudged once again. ) "Manners! mANNERS!"
"Now, typically most seek my company when they-" ( Maizey ducked away from being licked once more. ) "They are feeling down on their luck- exhausted.. Like they're not whole."
"I can give you a little boost if you're feeling that way." ( Maizey side-stepped away from Angelina, smiling earnestly- holding out her arm to invite contact. ) "S'What I do!"
*[syn pulls a hand close to their chest. they hesitate, staring at maizey's outstretched arm...]*
[I have only come here to catalogue information. But perhaps... Maybe I could make use of "a little boost."]
*[they slowly take maizey's hand.]*
