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affiliated blog for operator 6O

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aaaand with that lil intro post outta the way! let’s go babes. starter call. uncapped but selective- other nier babes you get priority. let’s get this fuckin party started.

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this is Operator 6O, time for your regularly scheduled contact!

she’s from that heart-destroying vidya game nier: automata! she’s a minor character who deserves more than she’s given.

this lil lady comes from route c! for those of you who don’t know nier, that doesn’t matter! for those of you that do, :) Perish.

she lived in space for all of her three years of life okay. space is very boring to her at this rate.

if you ask her about zodiac signs or things like that she won’t shut up

she really likes flowers and animals!

can’t pay attention for more than five seconds

useless lesbian. meaning she’s probably the type to not know if she’s actually dating someone or not.

honestly, 2b?

she wants to be your friend most likely

“haha!” roughly translates to “i’m in immense emotional turmoil please for the love of god help me”

calls you to cry over cat videos at 3 am

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“... Huh.”

6O certainly wasn’t expecting to end up in a place like this after her last adventure. The little android seemed a bit dumbfounded. And lost! This was an entirely new city which, any other time, would fill her with excitement and wonder. Unfortunately, a lot of that excitement and wonder is quickly crushed out of existence when you’re tossed to and fro between... literal different universes.

That isn’t to say she’s still not uneasy as all hell. Absolutely not.

Going home would have lead her to a place built on... well. Deceit, and false truths, and not to mention her very death. Here’s to hoping she could avoid some of those heavier topics here! The little android gave her head a shake, forced a smile onto her face, and tried to trek into this Fibonacci Ward with an air of confidence in her stride.

... Emphasis on tried.

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“Fuck!”

[isolaradiale]

without prior reserve, i'd like to app operator 6o from nier: automata ! ;v; her app can be found under /app or the button at the top of the page <3

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, 6O!

You will be housed in HOUSE 141.

– mod altair.

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"Fuck!”

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iburned:

@6owo

“before you ask me: yes, i have no idea what i’m doing.” yang laughs, partly out of embarrassment. laying next to her on the bench is a bouquet of flowers, bright, colorful and inviting, mostly composed of yellow and purple hues. 

“this was for someone else, but– well, it doesn’t really matter, it’s whatever. anyway! i thought to myself ‘hey why not make flower crowns with it?’ because why not, these flower are really pretty after all.” she quickly pauses the diy video on her phone and properly looks at her one person audience for the first time. “turns out i’m not really good at crafting stuff. yet.”

“Well, um, if it makes you feel any better- I don’t know what you’re doing either!” 6O let out a nervous laugh as she approached the blonde on the bench. She wasn’t just saying that out of politeness. She genuinely had... no idea what this stranger was trying to make. It was, admittedly, the flowers that caught her attention. A bouquet. Usually exchanged between two humans who were courting one another, if her memory served her right.

The android cocked her head curiously to one side at this stranger’s words. She hardly had time to think about her question before it came spilling out of her mouth in the form of a genuinely curious chirp.

“What’s a flower crown?”

She didn’t think much before shuffling over to a free spot on this person’s bench, blue eyes never once breaking eye contact with lilac ones. She thought back on her question for a second before bursting into a fit of laughter. “I-I mean, I know what a crown is, but... wouldn’t one made of flowers be kind of weird? Usually crowns were made of gold or silver, weren’t they?”

[thegoldengun-archived]

Name: Operator 6O! Housing: District Zeta! Position: Maintenance! Why do you want to work here?: Well, I mean, I don’t have a whole lot to do on my own… It’s kind of boring really! I have the skills for maintenance work since… you know. I was an Operator! All I did for YoRHa was relay information to and from Command and then to units like 2B… so… working lights and music shouldn’t be that hard! (^w^) You cool with having a tween for a boss?: Technically I’m… only about two or three years old, so I don’t mind having someone young as my boss! It’d be silly of me not to!

“wait. does that make you underage?” oh dear gods, this sucks. yang’s sweating cold for a few moments deep in thought until she remembered the fact her associate is literally 14 years old. there it is, the serene smile of someone who cares about literally nothing in the world for the time being. ”never mind that. you’re in, 6O. welcome to the golden gun!”

@6owo

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i finished route a and cried over it apparently the other routes get worse for the love of god please help me

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 attackertype:

This place didn’t feel at all like Earth to them, but there were no other places they could be now that the Bunker was gone. Aside from that, there was no place they had ever heard of called Hive City. The android took a second to look around once more; it all felt artificial, even by the standards of the old world ruins they had seen. Although it seemed just as ancient.

A2 let out a sigh and the wooden katana in their hand dissipated, then reformed in the ring of light that held it in place on their back. The operator clearly knew not a damn thing and yelling at her any more wouldn’t change that.

“Great. That was almost helpful.” They complained. “As for YoRHa, suffice it to say we’re all that’s left. It’s probably not what you wanna hear right now, but tough shit. At least you’re still alive.” That was about as comforting as A2 could get. But they knew precisely what it was like to lose everything you cared for, and it was that sympathy which kept them from leaving the other android to wallow in her own sadness.

“So…you got a model number?”

A2′s coldness was flying clean over the operator’s head at this point. Her cheerful demeanor was quickly disappearing, instead being replaced by what could only be described as pure dread. They were the only ones left.

“Th-That can’t be true.” She said with a nervous, fluttery laugh. The shorter android curled in on herself slightly, drawing in a heaving breath. “I-I-I mean, I was just... I was just talking to 21O before I got here! Sh-she was... she was yelling at me because I w-wasn’t paying attention. She... caught me looking at flowers, and... and... and she got mad and...” Her babble dissolved into something that wasn’t quite intelligible. Little trembles racked the android’s body, pale eyes blowing wide with disbelief.

“And- and 2B w-was just out on the surface! I-I’d just gotten through w-with contacting her before 21O y-yelled at me! She... she showed me a picture of a desert rose!” A hand lifted to tug anxiously at one of her braids, her knees knocking together. A sob bubbled out of her, loud and sudden.

The little fit lasted for a few moments. By the time the operator shook herself out of it, she directed her attention back to the unit in front of her with a pitiful sounding sniffle.

“I-I’m... Operator 6O.” She blurted out with a hiccup, one hand still idly toying with the end of one of her braids. 

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cosplaygoddess:

Noire thinks for a moment.  “Yeah…  Memes are hard to describe.”  She brings her hand up to her mouth in contemplation.

“I guess they’re like a joke consisting of only a punchline, so the set-up is implied.”

“... That’s a really weird way to set up a joke..” She mused, tapping at her chin with a finger and scrunching her nose up a bit. “Traditionally, there’s a set-up and then a punchline- at least, that’s what I’ve read up on. There’s also puns, which are just plays on words.”

“Could you use the ‘Oh worm’ thing in context, please? I want to try it out!”

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cosplaygoddess:

Noire looks up from her phone hesitantly.  ‘She seems serious… but it would be pretty embarrassing to explain it if she is joking.’

After a few seconds of deliberating, the goddess decides to help out.  “Uh, its a, uh, a meme?”  She tenses up, worrying that she’s just played into a joke.

Nope, no part of 6O was joking. She spent all of her life up in the Bunker, in space, with no knowledge of ‘memes’ or anything of that nature! Just ancient textbooks to go by.

"A meme...” She echoed, putting an odd amount of emphasis on the latter word. “Is that, like... a kind of joke?"

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“Why is everyone so fascinated by worms, lately?” A genuine question from local android, 6O. “I mean, they ARE fascinating! Don’t get me wrong! It’s just that a lot of people are saying ‘Oh, worm?’ in response to things that... aren’t even remotely related to worms. Are worms not native here, or something? I mean, that wouldn’t make much sense considering how important they are to an ecosystem, but...”

[cynniminni]

Two-Bee, I…am Operator 6O. ThANk you for… foR the FLOWErs. Desert FLOWErs are BEAUTIF, arEN’t thEY… Th-Th-thank You… SoMEdAy I…

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YoRHa Commander: Alright, listen up you little shits.

YoRHa Commander: Not you, 6O. You're an angel and we're thrilled you're here.

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i got nier for the PS4 finally so it doesn’t lag like it does on my PC and my muse for this baby just came back all at once,,, she’s so good so wholesome and i hope i’m doing her justice

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automatwo:

‘Surprise’ was something she’d always been told not to express, but her stay in Hive City had loosened 2B’s intention to follow the protocol set forth for her by YoRHa. YoRHa was not an organization in this realm nor did it ever have a chance of obtaining influence. She wasn’t bound by their rules nor their mission, and as an android that had grown tired of her life of destruction she’d quietly embraced that freedom. 

“6… 6O?” It was the first she’d seen of anyone from her home world since seeing 9S over a year ago. 6O was her operator, her guide, and while they didn’t exactly spend much time together physically as a result they were in constant verbal communication with one another. It had been 6O that had taught her about flowers, among other things. Like 9S she was troublingly interested in human culture.

And 2B being 2B, of course, had acted all huffy about it. But she’d always assumed 6O had seen through that act.

“It’s okay, you’re not alone.” She removed her visor and looked down at the other android wrapped around her torso. She (awkwardly) patted her head in a manner that was meant to be reassuring, but reassurance wasn’t really her strong point. 

“I’m not sure why you’re so relieved to see me though. You more than anyone should know I’m not good at this kind of thing.” Socializing.

Rather than ‘seeing through’ the act, 6O more... ignored the huffiness entirely. She was stubborn, that way. 21O was kind of the same way! Always reprimanding her for getting off-task and doing something unrelated to her duties... that grumpiness and need to abide by rules and law was just a part of her fellow operator’s personality. No point in shaming someone for who they are, right? Right!

Awkward pats aside, having 2B here was a relief. Especially given the ominous things A2 had said earlier. She tilted her head upwards to look at 2B, more than a little shocked to see her friend had gone as far as to remove her visor.

How rebellious! It was clear from the wrinkle at the corner of 6O’s eyes, that she was smiling just a bit wider.

“Oh, please, 2B! You’re better at it than you were when we first met!” She said with a bubbly laugh and a faint roll of her eyes. “Besides, why wouldn’t I be happy to see you? I haven’t talked to you in ages!” (A couple hours to a day since 6O had been brought to Hive, not a long time at all.)

“By the way! 2B! Have you seen that... That District Zeta place?” A quick change in topic, but not at all surprising considering 6O was in an unfamiliar place and now paling around with someone who she was actually friends with. “It’s absolutely covered in plant life! Some of which I’ve never even seen before! There were broad-leaves that were almost the size of me! Isn’t that incredible?! Do you think there are lunar tears anywhere? I really want to see one up close!”