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A part of me wishes I could just feel something. - - - - - ► Music Player : Off ► M!A : Off ► Tracking : projectdaddy / project-daddy - - - - - Sidebar and Header image by : OrekiGenya on DA This is an independent roleplay blog for PROJECT: Zed from League of Legends. Please read all rules before interacting with me.

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*Kawaii-Desu face.* Daddy~

Zed.

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Yes, daddy?

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Lays down and sobs.

     “Shen hates me.”

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Sighs into oblivion.

    “You’re being dramatic.”

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Buries his face into a blanket.

     “No, you don’t love me anymore.”

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Lays down and sobs.

     “Shen hates me.”

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     The air was frigid as usual this time of year, the wind grazing his pale skin and furrowing his hair. It had taken him a while to come to terms with the fact that snow was harmless, but he still didn’t enjoy it. Just feeling its cold embrace against his armor made him grimace in disgust. Despite knowing it wouldn’t hurt him, he still didn’t believe it was harmless. Nothing this cold that fell in thick flurries and turned frozen in extreme cold could be harmless. Zed honestly didn’t know what he was getting into, having been up at ungodly hours of the night without being able to go back to sleep. That usually meant leaving Shen’s side. So, to busy himself, he had slipped outside of the temple to more-so spend it outside and inspect the current snowfall. He stepped into it, watching closely to make sure it wouldn’t try to swallow his ankles, until losing his footing. He slipped backwards, his body hitting the snow and sinking in, leaving the android to begin his fit of panic. So maybe it was capable of swallowing someone.

     “Let go of me!” he yelled, trying so hard to stand but the ground beneath this layer of snow was much too icy to get any kind of balance or solid ground.

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     As snow slowly began to settle around the temple, it was rare for Shen to leave the confines of it. Between making sure Zed didn’t get himself in trouble and keeping everything in working order, it was easy to say the ninja would exhaust himself before actually taking the time to settle down for sleep. Of course, that luxury was as finicky as they came. Waking up at the slightest movement that the cyborg made usually meant he would be be in and out of sleep about every other hour to check on Zed. Tonight was, well, no difference. Upon feeling his companion slip out from underneath the covers that draped over them both, Shen was alert in a manner of seconds. He was out of the room faster than the ninja could clear his blurry vision, usually he was back within a few minutes which led Shen into lying back down, silently hoping he wouldn’t have to hunt Zed down just to drag him back into the temple. As time ticked by, drifting back into the realm of sleep was becoming easier.. until the yell reached his ears, simply shattering the illusion of slumber. Forcing himself up and dashing down the hall to the main entrance, the large doors barely ajar, Shen was soon outside.       “Zed!” he called out before the pile of armor writhing in the snow caught his gaze. In any other situation, the sight may have made him smile. Being awoken from his slight grasp at sleep did dim the ninja’s mood significantly. Although there was a large bit of hesitation before any steps were made into the snow, there was going to be no other way but to help the other up and out of it. Clenching his teeth, Shen stalked over and promptly grabbed one of the flailing hands, the other finding it’s way to Zed’s chilly armor to pull him up. Slightly more effort than he would like to admit, but the armor did always seem to make his companion heavier. 

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     Out of everything he could have done with his time, he decided to go outside rather than actually try to go back to sleep. Then again, his systems could only handle a certain cycle of down-time when it came to resting. He could only try to occupy himself, but the snow was his enemy. As he hears the voice of his lover call out, he waves his hand in a panicked motion to get Shen’s attention. Why he decided to put on his armor was unknown, but it was most likely done to keep him shielded from the flurries clinging to his skin. Even his helmet was on, which had been a rarity. The moment he’s pulled up into a standing position, Zed latched onto Shen in an instant. With how much snow and water he was covered in, one might feel bad for the ninja as he was pulled into a metallic embrace. “Oh.. thank you! It tried to swallow me,” he started, his voice shaking before he sounded entirely serious and disgusted right after. “Remind me to destroy all of this in the morning.”

     There was a pause from the android as he slowly realized what he had done. Ah, now he felt entirely guilty. Jumping back and away from Shen, immediately releasing him, he stared at the other’s wet clothes and started lightly patting them with his hands. “I’m sorry! Let me try to warm you up,” he said, voice shaking again as the panic only seemed to return. Before Shen could move, Zed tried to concentrate on activating his armor’s heating system. The gentle whirring of fans began, but the assassin only seemed to scream. “No, you stupid tin can! I said heat, not air conditioning!!” Truly this man was a disaster, but the fans soon stopped and he sighed in relief. Glancing back to Shen, he removed his helmet and tucked it under his arm only to give him that apologetic sad-puppy look. “I’m just happy to see you. I probably would have died if you didn’t pull me out of that prison!”

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❝ I hate the snow . . . ❞

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     The air was frigid as usual this time of year, the wind grazing his pale skin and furrowing his hair. It had taken him a while to come to terms with the fact that snow was harmless, but he still didn’t enjoy it. Just feeling its cold embrace against his armor made him grimace in disgust. Despite knowing it wouldn’t hurt him, he still didn’t believe it was harmless. Nothing this cold that fell in thick flurries and turned frozen in extreme cold could be harmless. Zed honestly didn’t know what he was getting into, having been up at ungodly hours of the night without being able to go back to sleep. That usually meant leaving Shen’s side. So, to busy himself, he had slipped outside of the temple to more-so spend it outside and inspect the current snowfall. He stepped into it, watching closely to make sure it wouldn’t try to swallow his ankles, until losing his footing. He slipped backwards, his body hitting the snow and sinking in, leaving the android to begin his fit of panic. So maybe it was capable of swallowing someone.

     “Let go of me!” he yelled, trying so hard to stand but the ground beneath this layer of snow was much too icy to get any kind of balance or solid ground.

@twilight-eye

[projectmasteryi]

He approaches Yi, always mindful of staying in front of him so he wouldn't get stabbed as a result of startling the PROJECT. With a light, friendly wave, he smiled. "Hi, daddy."

::”…What did you call me?”:: A confused tone was present in the cyborg’s voice, almost seeming visibly startled. ::”I’m not your father, really, stop that.”:: Now his voice had a lightly insulted tone to it, albeit it wasn’t a very serious one.

@project-daddy

[projectmasteryi]

::“No, I’m sorry…I don’t think it’s used in that kind of way.”:: Yi was trying his best not to sound rude correcting the other, keeping his voice volume relatively low, but not nearing whispering.

::“Ah, but, does this mean you see me as a friend?”:: He sounded after a few seconds of thinking, straightening up just slightly.

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     There was a long string of silence between them both, the assassin unable to speak at the moment. Unable to find his words, mostly thinking about what this name could mean and why he picked it up from a couple he passed by, he taps his chin lightly. But with the mention of Yi believing Zed saw him as a friend, he glared away from the cyborg.

          “Wh- what? No! I didn’t mean that. I-… damn it. Just, let’s focus on figuring

            out what ‘daddy’ actually means.”

[projectmasteryi]

Yi chuckled lightly at the other’s response, an amused smile appearing behind his mask. ::“Alright alright, it’s okay.”::

::“Well, where did you hear it first?”:: He was still confused to an extend, but he was getting a little better. What other uses could such a word possibly have, besides the parental kind, really. ::“I mean, we could ask people around, but…”::

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     He finally willed himself to glance back at Yi, his eyes narrowing in a seething glare before his expression returned to one of wonder and thought. It wasn’t difficult to distract him, after all. Zed crossed his arms over his chest, giving a soft sigh.

          “I heard this young woman call this older man ‘daddy’. But it didn’t seem to

           be a parental scenario. Who would we even ask about something like this?”

[projectmasteryi]

He approaches Yi, always mindful of staying in front of him so he wouldn't get stabbed as a result of startling the PROJECT. With a light, friendly wave, he smiled. "Hi, daddy."

::”…What did you call me?”:: A confused tone was present in the cyborg’s voice, almost seeming visibly startled. ::”I’m not your father, really, stop that.”:: Now his voice had a lightly insulted tone to it, albeit it wasn’t a very serious one.

@project-daddy

[projectmasteryi]

::“No, I’m sorry…I don’t think it’s used in that kind of way.”:: Yi was trying his best not to sound rude correcting the other, keeping his voice volume relatively low, but not nearing whispering.

::“Ah, but, does this mean you see me as a friend?”:: He sounded after a few seconds of thinking, straightening up just slightly.

[project-daddy-blog]

     There was a long string of silence between them both, the assassin unable to speak at the moment. Unable to find his words, mostly thinking about what this name could mean and why he picked it up from a couple he passed by, he taps his chin lightly. But with the mention of Yi believing Zed saw him as a friend, he glared away from the cyborg.

          “Wh- what? No! I didn’t mean that. I-... damn it. Just, let’s focus on figuring

            out what ‘daddy’ actually means.”

[projectmasteryi]

He approaches Yi, always mindful of staying in front of him so he wouldn't get stabbed as a result of startling the PROJECT. With a light, friendly wave, he smiled. "Hi, daddy."

::”…What did you call me?”:: A confused tone was present in the cyborg’s voice, almost seeming visibly startled. ::”I’m not your father, really, stop that.”:: Now his voice had a lightly insulted tone to it, albeit it wasn’t a very serious one.

@project-daddy

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     He blinked, obviously confused as to why the other PROJECT sounded bothered by what he had said. Was this not how you greeted people who you considered friendly? If the man wouldn’t comply, he’d force him to. Stepping closer, Zed tried to look intimidating. Tried.

          “No, you’re my daddy. Not my father.”

[projectmasteryi]

::“I-…Um..”:: Well, the other was surely persistent, although the attempted intimidation was lost in his own confusion. ::“I thought it was the same thing? You may have the meanings of the words confused.”:: He really had no idea what else to say, so he just stood there, body language clearly showing off a light uncomfortableness.

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     Zed tilts his head, brows furrowing in confusion. Why was the other so bothered by this? Could the assassin be wrong?

          “No, it’s not the same thing. I, well, it’s how friends greet each other... right?”

     It was obvious that he wasn’t sure, so he crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the man for a good moment or two. Well this was an awkward predicament.

[projectmasteryi]

He approaches Yi, always mindful of staying in front of him so he wouldn't get stabbed as a result of startling the PROJECT. With a light, friendly wave, he smiled. "Hi, daddy."

::”…What did you call me?”:: A confused tone was present in the cyborg’s voice, almost seeming visibly startled. ::”I’m not your father, really, stop that.”:: Now his voice had a lightly insulted tone to it, albeit it wasn’t a very serious one.

@project-daddy

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     He blinked, obviously confused as to why the other PROJECT sounded bothered by what he had said. Was this not how you greeted people who you considered friendly? If the man wouldn’t comply, he’d force him to. Stepping closer, Zed tried to look intimidating. Tried.

          “No, you’re my daddy. Not my father.”

[fun-rp-memes-for-all]

Send me a "🌷" for my muse’s reaction to yours giving them a bouquet!

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『𝓘 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔞𝑘𝔢 𝑦𝔬𝔲 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁.』

                                                 『𝓘 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔞𝑘𝔢 𝑦𝔬𝔲 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉.』

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// Because of how hype I am for this champion, I literally couldn’t wait to make a goddamn blog for him. So here you go: aesthetic-orchestration

I’ll probably change the URL once we know more about him, but so far this works out well. I’ll also need to work on a theme, obviously, but that shouldn’t be too hard.

[museinspo]

       I was created                              to strip lungs                               of their breath                      to destroy pretty little things                      and burn them to the ground.                                                  to bring the world to its knees                                                  and hear my name spoken                                                  only in fearful whispers              I was created human,               but I was made              to be a monster.

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When there’s drama in the League community again:

[projectmasteryi]

Presses a finger to the man's mask, right where his nose would be; it was a mere quick tap. »『 Boop. 』

::“…”::

It took him a few seconds after the tap, until he lifted his finger and returned the same action to the other Project.

::“Boop, indeed.”::

@project-daddy

[projectmasteryi]

He moved back just a bit more, obviously suprised by the others sudden action. He’d received friendly head boops before from other, fellow projects, but this had come a little out of nowhere. It left him slightly confused.

::“…Boop…?”::

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     Sure, maybe the other’s reaction had been caused by the change in his audio programming, as it sounded momentarily broken with his previous words, or maybe it was the motion. Zed finally crossed his arms over his chest, a triumphant grin spread across his lips.

               »『 It would appear that I have won. 』

[onceuponamusing]

                i will be as FAIR to the world                                      as it was to ME.

               ——NOT AT ALL.