The Seer of the Future

The only thing worse than seeing your world dying all around you, is seeing it happening both presently and in the future. [Non-selective, independent OC blog for Protoverse. Sapphyra and Rusty are in an exclusive relationship. Any other muses are multi-ship when applicable. All relationships are separate from each other unless otherwise specified.]

[pointofnoreturnmeme]

SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY

[zero1infinity]

[tsukiyamas]

why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain

[diggly]

no one tell him

[not-the-usual-suspects]

me: Sapphyra is a pointedly neutral character in the Rebel-Wily war, serves the populace to show how they can change their ways by reading their fortunes, can gracefully handle six children on their own, and never falters whenever her husband has a PTSD flashback.

also me: *makes her socially anxious and prone to panic/anxiety attacks*

[overx]

Another Time, Another place

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[not-the-usual-suspects]

"Well, that depends on how you want to be perceived." She certainly had insight to offer on most anything, all with that gentle smile on her face. Her body was rocking side to side just slightly, trying to provide some comfort to the girl in her lap. "Most people just go about their days. Others try to cause trouble. Others are blatantly working for Wily."

That wasn't even mentioning the people who had involvement with the CEP, the various Machines that patrolled the streets, the Master Classes - there was a lot for one to consider.

But as for his observation: "Maybe he could have changed. Maybe he would have been different in another time. Another world." Deliberate word choice, amusement hidden with a soft shrug. "It may remain a mystery."

[themultiversebundle]

"I rather be perceived as little as possible." Copy answered. He very much did his best to not cause so much attention to himself if he could help it. People were easier to observe if they weren't aware they were being observed.

With this world possibly being connected to his own, he had great interest in trying to dissect what happened between the two. He needed more information though. Things that told him that they were connected. If not, it would be worth only cataloging the world and moving on.

"Another world..." Did she know about the multiverse like him? He seemed to study her for a moment. "He could also be the same." That was the messy part about multiverses. Sometimes it was only the smallest change that made the split. "But who could say?"

[not-the-usual-suspects]

"The best piece of advice I could give you in that regard is, and this will sound rude, mind your own business." She was speaking honestly and from experience. "Most people just want to live their lives, and don't really appreciate people asking too many questions."

She glanced down; Amaria was starting to fall asleep, but conversation never bothered her when she was in this state. She was just glad the girl was finally getting some much needed rest.

"And, given your clothes, you do look like you fit in rather well in the City. So no new wardrobe." She paused, tilting her head a bit. "Might want to get you a list of the most basic rules people follow here. Anything more than that, and it'll be seen as suspicious."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

Find Your Color

Tagged by: @themultiversebundle

Muse: Sapphyra

Tagging: @overx; @thehouseofivo; and anyone else who'd like to do this!

[sinn0hh]

[not-the-usual-suspects]

Sapphyra didn't mind too much to let Amaria curl up against her, having younger relatives of her own. She noticed how he seemed to muse over what she'd said, and for a brief moment she wondered what exactly he was thinking of. Or what he was hiding.

"I highly doubt it," she spoke with confidence about that fact, leaning back in her chair with a small smile on her face. "Men - and women - who have everything in the material world are often very unhappy. At least in my experience. If he seems like it, then it's all a mask that he's used to fool the masses."

She paused when the girl coughed, though thankfully her mouth was still covered by the blanket. When she'd settled once more, Sapphyra continued, "And now he uses it to fool himself. I highly doubt anyone who owns the world has anyone to share it with." A subtle jab, in more than one sense.

[themultiversebundle]

If there was one thing right now Copy wasn't concerned about, was whether or not he caught any disease from the girl. After all, robots didn't catch viruses the same way as organics did. He was more concerned pondering on the information he had been given.

"...No, I supposed he doesn't. Especially after a betrayal..." Loneliness was something Copy was familiar with. Perhaps a trait he had gained from Wily without even noticing. "...What a shame. I wonder if there was another path for him.."

Maybe something he should consider for his own Wily. Although he doubt the Doctor would care to leave his stubborn goal. He hadn't so far. "...Stubborn old fool..."

"Perhaps I should ask what is expected of me. I would like to not stick out so much."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

"Well, that depends on how you want to be perceived." She certainly had insight to offer on most anything, all with that gentle smile on her face. Her body was rocking side to side just slightly, trying to provide some comfort to the girl in her lap. "Most people just go about their days. Others try to cause trouble. Others are blatantly working for Wily."

That wasn't even mentioning the people who had involvement with the CEP, the various Machines that patrolled the streets, the Master Classes - there was a lot for one to consider.

But as for his observation: "Maybe he could have changed. Maybe he would have been different in another time. Another world." Deliberate word choice, amusement hidden with a soft shrug. "It may remain a mystery."

[direhuman]

Did anybody else listening to the Protomen Act 3 get this vibe from The Storm? Just me?

[not-the-usual-suspects]

The girl curled up against Sapphyra a bit more when she was addressed, hiding the lower half of her face behind the blanket. The woman bent down and spoke to her, the tone she used soft and reassuring, though it didn't seem to do much good.

Sapphyra straightened up again, the smile still on her face, though more resigned than before. "This is Amaria," she explained. "We officially adopted her just a few days ago, right when she was getting sick with what we hope is just a cold."

Amaria shifted in the woman's lap again, content to be coddled while she wasn't feeling well. Sapphyra continued, "Well, there's always more to the story." It was said with an agreeing nod. "From what records show, he created the first Tower and started broadcasting that he was going to make the City a better place. People believed him, and... belief leads into power. So when he started rebuilding the City from the ground up into what it is now, they let him."

[themultiversebundle]

Copy gave a small smile towards the girl, and a small nod. A little shy it seemed, but perhaps that was due to the life change that happened with being adopted. For now, he turned his attention fully back to Sapphyra to allow the girl to take him in in her own time.

"Propaganda..." A powerful tool that his own Wily only tried a couple of times. The problem was that it was always revealed he was the actual one causing trouble. Perhaps they could consider using propaganda to destroy the Lights from the inside...?

Wasn't hard to see he was pondering it all, digesting the information before he brought himself back to the present. "I wonder if he's satisfied..."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

Sapphyra didn't mind too much to let Amaria curl up against her, having younger relatives of her own. She noticed how he seemed to muse over what she'd said, and for a brief moment she wondered what exactly he was thinking of. Or what he was hiding.

"I highly doubt it," she spoke with confidence about that fact, leaning back in her chair with a small smile on her face. "Men - and women - who have everything in the material world are often very unhappy. At least in my experience. If he seems like it, then it's all a mask that he's used to fool the masses."

She paused when the girl coughed, though thankfully her mouth was still covered by the blanket. When she'd settled once more, Sapphyra continued, "And now he uses it to fool himself. I highly doubt anyone who owns the world has anyone to share it with." A subtle jab, in more than one sense.

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

Let’s play a drinking game!

For every 🥃 my muse gets– they have to either answer a personal fact about themselves…. Or take a shot!

For those who like to play a more daring version, they have to take a shot AND choose a victim to pass the drink onto (via tagging)!

[not-the-usual-suspects]

"Russ! Phone call!"

Rusty had been doing pretty well with his new position, more than anyone else that could have been there. It helped that he had good rapport with his coworkers before being offered the job. He pushed himself up from the machine he had been waist deep inside, trying to figure out where the belt was skipping. "Who is it?"

Grizz walked over, towering over Rusty with a worried look on his face. "One of your kids, didn't ask which one," he said, his voice just barely heard over the noise of the warehouse. "Sounded like he was close to tears."

"Oh, goddammit," he heaved out a sigh, moving towards the office so that he could take the call in private. Less of a chance of anyone overhearing his personal business, which would also allow him to better focus on what he needed to do in the moment.

Only two minutes later, he stormed out of the office, walking over to his locker and pulling his jacket out. "I'm heading out early. Grizz, you're in charge." He looked over to his coworker, his face neutral, but anger radiating off of him. "If they can't get things finished by quitting time, leave a list of what second shift needs to do."

The other man hesitated, clenching his still human hand down at his side. "Uh, sure thing, boss." He paused for a second, seeing how Rusty nearly slammed his locker closed. "What happened?"

Rusty turned to head off the floor, already dialing Fire Man's number - which he only had in case an emergency happened. And this would constitute as an emergency. "What happened is that I'm going to kill the goddamn principal."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

"Most likely, but I wouldn't worry about it too much," her voice was reassuring as she smiled. "People here tend to avoid what they don't understand, so a stranger in town is more than enough reason for them to stay away."

She was about to say something else when a young girl came into the room, clutching a blanket to her like a lifeline. Sapphyra stopped and smiled, waving the girl over. "Still not feeling well, hun?"

The girl shook her head, lifting her arms up so that Sapphyra could pull her up into her lap. Sick kids couldn't be helped, even in the most calm of circumstances.

"But, to answer your observation, yes," she told Cody. "Wily has been in control as long as most people can remember. And those who do remember, well..." She shrugged after a moment. "Either they're too scared to do anything, or they've told the story of what really happened to their kids." Sapphyra being one of them.

[themultiversebundle]

It made sense considering what information he had now gathered about this world. But there was still a lot to consider. Although the attention shifted for a moment as he watched the young girl. Adorable.

"Well, hello there." Copy gave a wave towards the girl. "And who is this?" For a second, the robot was glad he couldn't catch any sicknesses. Not in the same way as most organics.

"Wily couldn't have just taken over that simply." Copy said as his gaze turned from the child for a moment. "I'm sure there was more to it, right? To grab power, there are many ways to do it, and several steps."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

The girl curled up against Sapphyra a bit more when she was addressed, hiding the lower half of her face behind the blanket. The woman bent down and spoke to her, the tone she used soft and reassuring, though it didn't seem to do much good.

Sapphyra straightened up again, the smile still on her face, though more resigned than before. "This is Amaria," she explained. "We officially adopted her just a few days ago, right when she was getting sick with what we hope is just a cold."

Amaria shifted in the woman's lap again, content to be coddled while she wasn't feeling well. Sapphyra continued, "Well, there's always more to the story." It was said with an agreeing nod. "From what records show, he created the first Tower and started broadcasting that he was going to make the City a better place. People believed him, and... belief leads into power. So when he started rebuilding the City from the ground up into what it is now, they let him."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

Alex was oddly quiet, especially for those who knew him as the excitable and rambunctious thirteen-year-old he could be. A stern look that could either have been judgemental or concentration was set on his face, before suddenly grabbing Yeshua's hand and pulling him along. "C'mon, you should meet my mom."

Someone like Yeshua was valuable to someone like his mother, who had her connections and knowledge to back it up. And someone like him was considered a threat, even if acting in non-violence.

[fallensxvior]

"Oh- alright then-"

And he's following the boy, curious but not keen to resist.

Whatever this child knew- and it was likely to be something Yeshua was unaware of- he understood that he should follow. The wisdom of a child's impulses was something not to be dismissed quickly.

This place was so different from the worlds he had known before, but if his story persisted here, perhaps he could still help people. Was Alex's mother one who could help him achieve that? He certainly hoped so.

[not-the-usual-suspects]

The world here just seemed so... bleak, despite the advancements that should have made things better. People either kept their heads down to avoid trouble, or kept their heads held high, plastered with small, albeit fake, smiles. Those who did catch a glimpse of Alex pulling Yeshua along the streets either showed concern and confusion, or looked away quickly.

"Don't mind the stares," Alex said quietly, as though afraid someone would hear him. "People here are afraid of anything outside of their normal lives."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

Well. Already heading out the gate with an extremely loaded question. Wily would have a field day with this.

"That wholly depends on who you ask." It was the truth. "Most people would tell you that, yes, he has been. But there are a few individuals that exist out in the world who know that he hasn't. He took control through lies and manipulation... specifically, killing the lover of his work colleague and blaming her death on them instead."

It was a wild ride of a history lesson, but to be fair: Cody had asked. She was going to tell him both sides of it, good and bad.

[themultiversebundle]

Copy's attention was intense as he listened to the answer. His eyes didn't seem to leave her, even as she finished. "Was..." No, no that question was too much. There was no way Copy could ask if the colleague's name was Light. That would be revealing that he knew way more than he was letting on.

Had to play dumber.

"That sounds terrible." The bot said. "So he must've been in charge for a long time then." If there were people that said he was in charge since forever, they probably didn't know much different from before. "He runs a tight city..." He had to if everyone was deathly afraid of him and he had so many ways to have eyes on people. "No doubt someone spotted me and an oddity. I bet that's why everyone was avoiding me..."

[not-the-usual-suspects]

"Most likely, but I wouldn't worry about it too much," her voice was reassuring as she smiled. "People here tend to avoid what they don't understand, so a stranger in town is more than enough reason for them to stay away."

She was about to say something else when a young girl came into the room, clutching a blanket to her like a lifeline. Sapphyra stopped and smiled, waving the girl over. "Still not feeling well, hun?"

The girl shook her head, lifting her arms up so that Sapphyra could pull her up into her lap. Sick kids couldn't be helped, even in the most calm of circumstances.

"But, to answer your observation, yes," she told Cody. "Wily has been in control as long as most people can remember. And those who do remember, well..." She shrugged after a moment. "Either they're too scared to do anything, or they've told the story of what really happened to their kids." Sapphyra being one of them.

[not-the-usual-suspects]

Give me a random number up to 758, and I'll give you a song from my story's playlist

[i'll even give the context of what's happening/which character it relates to within the story!*

*note: i may or may not actually have that part of the story fleshed out fully, but i can still give you an idea]

[not-the-usual-suspects]

[me: hey someone in this server convince me not to draw Saph in a Jessica Rabbit dress

everyone: DO IT

me: jokes on you, i was gonna do it anyway-]