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moved now. find me over @sgaradh
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ok moving my blog now. brb beans
"Pretty little android...you've fallen right into my trap."
unprompted // always accepting
soft dark eyes watched coolly as the other android cooed with an intimidating tone, fingers pulling at the threads hanging from the sleeves of his shirt. The two shared the same features, yet Connor was sure he heard him correctly when he called him PRETTY. There was more menace in his tone than there was anything complimentary, however there still lay a layer of vanity beneath his words.
the aforementioned trap was yet to come to light for the android. Even so, he was still slightly on edge, poised and ready for an attack at any moment. His stress levels rose slowly as brows furrowed over chestnut coloured irises, innocently tilting his head to the side.
“ I’m not sure what you mean. ”
6,9, 12
character development asks // accepting ( do not send to this blog as this blog is moving shortly )
6. what is your character reluctant to tell people ?
he’d be very reluctant to tell people of his emotional state, especially when frightened as he experiences his emotions very intensely due to not having them experienced them before. moreover, he’d be extremely reluctant to tell others of his fears. deep fears like his fear of cyberlife hijacking his program again, or that he’s nothing more than just a broken machine who can cycle through emotions, but is still just that: a machine.
9. how many friends does your character want ?
connor doesn’t have many friends, nor does he really want many friends due to not being the most sociable of people, but he would like enough friends to be considered important to people. he has hank, sure, but it’s obviously not going to be the same experience as another android could relate to with them.
12. what are your character’s major flaws ?
i would say connor’s biggest flaw would be his recklessness. he throws himself into danger at any opportunity, regardless of the danger level. moreover, he can be very cold and analytical in certain situations, kindness and warmth aren’t always given so freely. connor can also be very oblivious to certain things yet still quite sarcastic at many times towards people he has a hostile relationship with. connor can also be generally awkward at times, especially when engaging in small talk.
💏
connor kisses: limited time only // accepting but selective with ( do not send to this blog as this blog is moving shortly )no. 26 - as an apology
cyberlife seemed to be relentless in its pursuits of convincing the humans that androids were nothing more than mindless machines, designed to obey every command, passive and subjugated. Ever since their failure last greatest achievement had wrenched himself free of their RESOLUTE grip, CyberLife had taken to ensuring his model was better, faster… more machine than man, a model of perfection rather than a mistake.
cyberlife made a few of its own mistakes that it never sought to learn from, never thought that, perhaps, they may be the unwitting engineers behind this epidemic. Brown eyes, normally soft and kind, bore a COLD, loveless gaze with an embrace of the other to match. Lips pressed to the top of RK900′s temple, an unspoken apology between them from the RK800. An apology for what ? I’m sorry I failed, ( – but you didn’t fail. You are alive, you know what it is to feel. What greater achievement is there than that ? ) – I’m sorry it had to be this way, I’m sorry this is what your existence is…
By valiantfartpanda.
“ jesus fucking christ on a bicycle on his way to church i will. ”
discord shenanigans // not accepting
“ You will what ? ”
“ can’t you read you hungry twat. ”
discord shenanigans // not accepting
“ … Hungry ? ”
💏 (hit me with either idm)
connor kisses: limited time only // accepting but selective with ( do not send on this blog as this blog is moving shortly )no. 11 - in joy
little time had been given to the android to assess his emotions, to decipher what they all meant beyond positive and negative, how to experience them in a way that never made Connor ashamed of how he was feeling but was healthy. Moreover, a little AMOUNT of people, of the other androids, were willing to guide Connor through his deviancy.
albeit, and most unexpectedly, Chloe was there for him in his many hours of need. He was ever grateful for her presence around him, even if it confused him at many intervals, considering Connor held a gun to her head, her LIFE in his hands. Admittedly, yes, he didn’t shoot, but he made no motions to halt Kamski’s intentions. Perhaps, because he was MINDLESS and obedient, but was he so when he refused to take her life, categorising the investigation as less important ? Regardless, the past can’t be changed, and he supposes he’s happy Chloe is there.
gratitude is something hard to express in words, not even his SOCIAL RELATIONS program could conjure up something that would allow Connor to express himself, not that he ever used it anymore, anyway. Leaning down to press his lips against blonde locks, Connor kissed her atop the forehead to express his grattiude, his joy of the serenity that was Chloe’s presence.