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Roy Batty Blade Runner Ask/Rp

[rcybatty]

visuscaecus:

“Trust is useful only when knowledge does not take precedence. I ensure that this does not happen, thus trust is not necessary. I know and more importantly I am prepared, trust need only come into my thoughts if my preparations are inadequate, and I would be a fool if I stepped into a situation such as that.”

Though Niander could not see the man there were more than enough other clues to give him all the information he needed. He could hear it all from simple breaths and ruffles of cloth. Yet he had no need to turn his head toward the man, no need to look at him.

   “...A man who is always prepared, is that it?... Hm...” Roy’s tone shifted from worry to amusement, and it all stemmed from an idea that was as ridiculous as what this man spoke of. Perhaps, it was just a little out of his imagination to understand what that must be like, as he was always on the run. Though, he still wasn’t convinced that there even existed a being that didn’t have a need for something as basic as trust.     “What if you already are a fool, then? Sometimes situations call for a little bit of trust, no matter where a person comes from. Theoretically speaking, being trapped in some place, a holding cell for reasons you did not commit. What if one of your cellmates decided that they wanted to be free? Never having cared to trust anyone, what if you needed to trust for just a moment? To use said cellmate as a means to escape? Now, yes it is a dishonest sort of trust, but it’s still trust all the same. You could easily sack that person afterwards, or just run away. Now, that’s a fine example. You may be a little too confident, Mister...” | @visuscaecus​ |

[rcybatty]

visuscaecus:

| Open Starter~

“Trust in an exercise I have little time for these days. I know what most people will think and do, I know how they will react when the moment comes. Each according to their means and purpose.”

    “...And yet when trust is all one can rely on, where does someone like you turn to? There are situations where even the smallest bit of trust can prove to be helpful, even dire. What makes you above all this?” Roy kept a good distance away from the other, as he was quite unsure on how to approach. This man seemed so much different from all the rest he’s come across. There was a good measure of caution that was needed, and he hoped that he wasn’t too easily noticeable of what he was to the other. From the looks of it, can he even see me? | @visuscaecus |

[dreamshouse]

You don’t know what pain is yet.

                                                You will learn.

[rcybatty]

fingcring:

A crease in his brow was the only sign that Roy’s words had somewhat perturbed him, but it smoothed as quickly as the tide smoothed the shore. There was a smile at his lips, arrogant, but child-like at the same time. Children never thought that they would die, after all.

“Humans fear what they cannot understand, what they cannot control. If you do have some affliction of the mind, brother, there’s no doubt it was placed there by humanity as a fail safe. What is done can be undone, and I can try…if you’ll let me.”

With that, he continued on towards the large structure he called home. There was no true entryway, he came and went wherever was nearest and he had made plenty of entries for himself. Leading Roy further inside, he stopped in a small chamber that was akin to a common room. He took a seat and gestured for Roy to do the same.

“You aren’t Weyland, no. Dare I say…Tyrell? Could you be one of them? A replicant?” In his eyes shone boyish excitement, as though he never thought to see such a wonder. He almost looked as though he wouldn’t even accept another answer.

[ @rcybatty ]

    “...Yes, I am...” Though, answering that was the easy part of all this. It was the look in the other’s eye, that light sparkle which spoke of both excitement and something else had Roy on the slightest edge. He couldn’t explain it why it was that he felt this way, but something did not seem too right. No one is ever that happy to see my kind. Not before, and not now... Though, he shrugged this off as there was something a little more pressing that came from the other’s lips. It was one that gave him astonishing sparks of hope.    “I’m afraid you can’t help me, David. Not even my father was able to undo what they did... I’m not meant to live for longer than a couple of their years, you see. Yet, I have. It’s just a matter of time before I come to my end, and I cannot imagine into knowing just how much longer I have.” | @fingcring​ |

[cockbarrens]

light. blade runner (1982).

[mydarktv]

“All he’d wanted was the same answers the rest of us want. Where do I come from? Where am I going? How long have I got? All I could do is sit there and watch him die.”

[hyperbolicechochamber]

Justin Van Genderen

[jihyo-x]

Blade Runner (1982)

[sikanapanele-deactivated2018121]

[sikanapanele-deactivated2018121]

Jared Leto in Blade Runner 2049

[rcybatty]

fingcring:

     “Yes, it was a beautiful culture, from what I can piece together.”

He spoke in hushed tones, as though these words were only for himself. That was what he had grown accustomed to, after all. The years of solitude took their toll, even on one of artificial make…perhaps even more so.

     “Standing amidst the bones of something that was once       great, it certainly puts things in perspective, doesn’t it?       We are limitless where mortals fail…we will never fall       this way.”

He mused, leading this one past the macabre rows of Engineers long dead, and towards what he had made into his home. It wasn’t often that someone found themselves on this forgotten planet and David would have never expected the company of another android. He was more than willing to accommodate him, and any questions he might have. He only hoped for a chance to satisfy his own curiosity in the process.

[ @rcybatty​ ]

    “...Never...?” His gaze moving back to the scores of ashen bodies, and he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of pity. There had been so much loss, and for what reason he could not fathom. What he did know is that they were in as much danger for the end as these mortals. Does he not know?     “This is not true.” Looks towards the other again, his expression was betraying him as it showed off the pain that he held so deeply inside. It was faint, but he was attempting to keep it together. “We can fade as gruesomely as they. I have lost friends, family, my own kind to the ways and whims of mortal - of humans. They hunted us. I am the last, and to have lived as long as I have is a feat that should not be allowed. Time is supposed to not be on my side. We do have a limit, I’m afraid. Some, it is of the mind that goes first. Something gone wrong, a bend that was never straightened, or never looked upon with sharp eyes.” | @fingcring​ |

[rcybatty]

curiousitiies:

     “Tyrell, huh.”

Now that was of particular interest to him, considering his line (himself being the only operating model) was heavily based on whatever intel Weyland had gained on their rival company. It hadn’t been much, leaving their scientists to fill in large gaps in the understanding of making an android think for itself. To feel. Of course, Caleb wasn’t quite what they had been aiming for.

“Yea, usually. But our next mission doesn’t leave for a few days, and this city is closest to the docking bay. What about you? A prodigy usually has some pretty important things to do, don’t they?”

[ @rcybatty ]

    “...Oh, well that much is supposedly true, isn’t it. Though, I highly doubt what I have done was not what they intended for me. No, it most certainly was not. You see, one like myself, I’ve done quite terrible things. It is enough to keep me out of their heaven, I’m afraid.” As he questioned if that place was for him or not, and if he even could get to something as complex as an afterlife. These were questions he wanted to find out, but doubted that they could be answered by anyone.     “Why, I’m not supposed to be here. All of my kind are to be terminated, as we’re no longer useful to them. Not unlike yours, no. You still have so much ahead of you, I’m sure, being one of Weyland’s. I believe that they might be afraid, and since I have no want or need to die, I choose to live. This frightens them; the idea that our sort can even think of freewill. I do wonder if that sameness lies within you, since you do act quite differently from the others.” Extends his hand out to him, politely smiling as he wanted to assess more of this one up close, but of course needing to be so restrained.     “I’ve given you mine, but I don’t recall ever getting your name, Mister...?” | @curiousitiies​ |

[papanitolovesyou]

Aesthetic icon.

[wroniec]

All those moments will be lost in time

[you-and-oblivion]

This is the most awesome picture of Ruger Hauer ever.  I’m assuming it’s from the filming of Blade Runner because of the costume and kanji in the background.  SO FUCKING COOL!

[rcybatty]

     “....Awfully foul place you have discovered here...” His gaze traveling to stare around the massive amount of dead that lay frozen in forever fear. It was a very strange situation to chance upon. “These look ancient, and yet I can tell they’re not. Though, the graveyard of ships all around this... courtyard, are telling of a culture that is beyond Earth’s own inhabitants.” | @fingcring |

[rcybatty]

curiousitiies:

Them. Human, he assumed. But us…? They were both artificial life at its finest. How they differed enough for this one to question it was beyond Caleb. “An android, Weyland model. Not a typical build of theirs. And you?”

[ @rcybatty ]

   “...Tyrell’s, Nexus Six... The latest and last of his. Something of a prodigy, he told me...” Before I erased him... Though, he wouldn’t say it, as it was better to show that off with a solemn glare to the side. Stares at the ground for a moment, thoughts already whirling away with so many questions. Pale blue eyes finally looking back at him again, and seeming to stare endlessly, curiosity in his gaze.    “My name is Roy Batty, and I am finding it amusing to see one of Weyland’s all the way out here. I’m surprised you’re not out there.” Gestures to the sky. “Space is where your kind usually is, is it not? They love sending you on missions with ships. Beautiful things...” | @curiousitiies​ |