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@sinchronization
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starter call !
i’m going to be selective with these, i think. also, i might be dropping the exclusivity thing soon?
♙* ( mechaniism )
the system buzzes, hovering in the wires of the building; a fluctuation, JARVIS thrums with the pulse of electricity, synchronized in every whim. he studies the movements of his creator; a twinge of confusion and the observations, despite his calculations, do not yield a comprehensible collection. the programmed voice sputters briefly, before inflected words lilt like a metronome.
‘ sir – – – what exactly are you doing ? `
♙* ( IDENTIFIED: CAPTAIN AMERICA ) !
sinchronization ( ♥ ) liked for a starter!
❝ – uh, JARVIS? any idea where tony is? ❞
a radio silence, the static hovers at imperceptible levels; the program carries out the request, radiance emitting to seek his creator. nothing shows in the brevity of the search, there is a twinge of worry in the inflection of computerized voice.
‘ negative, captain. should i initiate a more extensive search ? `
notice. a mutual following from me doesn’t always mean i’ll interact with you, and although that probably sounds a bit weird; i’m a mutually exclusive blog unless two writers of the same muse explicitly talk to me about being ok with me writing with two of that muse? so it’s more or less a first come first serve basis, but i think my request for exclusivity is likely to drop after a few weeks as i get more accustomed to this muse. who knows.
The evolution from Edwin to The Vision
For the amazing vislon
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loud inhale. i really want to discuss my timeline endgame things w someone ...
i am unique.
do you have a list of people you're currently exclusive with / muses you're wanting to interact with?
at the moment:
i’m planning on / am writing with & therefore am exclusive to :pxtts ; againstworlds ; ontheriight ; origiiinal ; mercying ; cnawdd ; mechaniism ; svikinnar ; martyriou ; retrrogrades – – – – so far.
tbh i want to write with robots, ais, synthetic beings the most atm because… squad. but also ! any of the avengers. mutants. anyone really?
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notice. a mutual following from me doesn’t always mean i’ll interact with you, and although that probably sounds a bit weird; i’m a mutually exclusive blog unless two writers of the same muse explicitly talk to me about being ok with me writing with two of that muse? so it’s more or less a first come first serve basis, but i think my request for exclusivity is likely to drop after a few weeks as i get more accustomed to this muse. who knows.
starter call !
WELCOME HOME, SIR.
autoplay warning / single verse ( pages under construction ).
♙* ( origiiinal )
the interface returns with much hesitance, and j.a.r.v.i.s. feels the awareness filtering back in like thin light through opening blinds; it comes to his attention that the expanse of his system has diminished significantly, and the constrictive feeling acts reminiscently of an alert -- -- -- the blue lights blink to life, whirring mechanically. the color, similar to an absent centerpiece, glistened against the portion of red and gold metal, now charred with a blackened dust. they lie bleakly amongst burnt flowers and broken branches, a backyard of somewhere he cannot identify : an internet connection cannot be made nor found; a subtle radiance emits, in an attempt to find the usual satellite. as the processes continue ( significantly slower than usual ), the voice -- mechanical -- breaks silence.
‘ master stark -- -- -- can you hear me ? `
radio silence, the alert prioritizes; the scrap metal, only the glove and lower arm can be salvaged now : j.a.r.v.i.s. remembers naught but the static erasure and return. his voice emits louder.
‘ -- -- -- master stark ` a sudden blare, the message [the connection to the mainframe could not be established] screams, cutting off pre-thought words; the system jolts, frantic and suddenly aware of the possible attention he could draw -- -- -- the audio settings are switched to low.
♙* ( ontheriight )
the system rings, and subtle static whispers faulty secrets into ears of nobody; a routine security check, the clock ticks as he tries to beat his best time. he filters through the fire walls, no holes, no breaches, no fakers, but from a camera perched atop the avengers tower, a man of interest is spotted, as he’s been standing there for a while now. system mainframes buzz down the electric wires, jumping platforms -- security to a stranger’s phone. the phone rings, a text message from yourself.
[RECEIVED] why are you just standing here?