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Early morning strolls in the woods.
The complete triforce of the zonai/dragon armor sets. I love all three of them but the ember set is my favorite one because of the horns and also because Dinraal is my favorite of the dragons 🔥
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the things I do (for the joy of you) | M | 3.3k Murderbot/Three
Three looks at me, and I look back at it, mostly so I don't have to look at the…thing on the table. Ugh. Okay, so even I'm not out of touch enough that I don't know what it is, but knowing it and acknowledging it are two different things. ……..fine. Whatever. It's a collar. There's a collar sitting on the table, for some fucking reason. It's made of a nondescript black material, maybe leather or something synthetic that's supposed to look like leather. There's a design stamped onto it, just swooping, curving lines, but it does look pleasing. Like it might be interesting to run my fingers over it for the contrast in textures. The only other ornamentation is the silver ring at the front that looks like it connects the whole thing. Other than that, it's pretty unassuming. Or it would be, if it wasn't sitting on the table here, and if Three wasn't looking at me so hopefully. As far as I know, collars are for fauna. Dr Mensah's marital partner Tano has a large fauna that wears one, and he clips a leash to the collar and takes it for walks in the evenings. (I go with him sometimes because the walks are quiet, and Tano never asks me stupid questions or expects me to talk. We just walk with the fauna and look at trees and shit. It's nice. Anyway.) That doesn't explain why Three has one now, or why it's looking at me like that. It doesn't seem like it's going to explain any time soon, so my options are to either ask or just stand here like an idiot. I opt to ask. "What?" "What do you think?" Helpful. "About what?" Three gives me a look. "About the collar." "I think if you want to get a big fauna for a pet, ART's going to have Seth fire you."
In which Murderbot finds some peace on its knees
“I’m not Rin. Rin is—”
Abene was powering up the digger control station. Not looking at me, studying the console’s interface in the feed, she said, “Consultant Rin is your supervisor, yes, I’m sorry.”
I'm a bit impressed how hard Abene went "do not look gifted SecUnit in the teeth". I mean. It's clearly "dear, you saved our lives 5 times in last 30 minutes, you can call yourself resurrected Queen Victoria if you want to" kind of agreement. This SecUnit can have all the fictional supervisors it wants
This is the funniest way to word this
Thank you, I tried!
But also, I really think that even if Murderbot provided a lie much less credible than that, she would roll with it anyway.
I mean, she says this:
with her helmet still hanging on a broken tab after SecUnit (coming out from nowhere) yanked her away from a hostile
right after tending to her semi-conscious coworker that said SecUnit retrieved, incurring heavy damage
while her friend bot tends to SecUnit's damage, which SecUnit classifies as "leaking" but probably looks quite gore
friend bot is also damaged after altercation with a person on whom she relied on to protect them all. Damaged and not dead only because SecUnit, expected by a professional security consultant to die in the encounter, won and got back in record time
her arms and skin on the head probably still hurts. In case she needed even more reminders how close to death she got
It's nervous, it's friend-shaped, it's friend-acting, it's incredibly invested in survival of her team, it's her best and only chance to get out alive.
If SecUnit said God sent it personally, Abene would probably start to adress it as a holy messenger without losing a bit. Whatever will calm you down, dear, your actual identity is so much a non-issue right now
(The funniest thing is, if she knew more about SecUnits, she would be seriously considering by now that maybe it was actually sent by God. SecUnits are not supposed to do this kind of shit. SecUnits don't hack proprietary systems smoothly like a hot knife going through butter. SecUnits don't strategize creatively. SecUnits don't fight strategically or skillfully. SecUnits don't change overwhelming weight-class-and-numbers disadvantage into fragile balance. What SecUnits do is follow pre-programmed procedures, secure perimeter and throw themselves on hostiles hoping hostiles run out of working parts first, because that's how SecSystems use them and why give them any more programming over that. This SecUnit is very much non-standard and probability-wise, being sent directly by God wouldn't change much.)
Also, this is a person that raised an innocent trusting bot who never experienced betrayal or hurt from its humans. She actually considers emotional comfort of bots to be important.
Basically, this miraculous nervous SecUnit can have all the fictional supervisors it wants
Then later its revealed that GoodNightLander put out a job offer for "Security Consultant Rin" with vague language to imply a potentially rouge secunit could apply, no problem. Don Abene definitely knew Rin wasn't real and wanted it back anyway. I mean, it took out three combat units, that is insane, of course they would want to hire it again. Also, Abene probably thought a job contract would give a rouge secunit a safe place to go, in case it was on the run and had nowhere safe to run to.
i love fanfiction because unlike original work the plot and characters are all plotted and characterised for you to use so its a really good solution for those “i want to write but i dont know what to write” moods it lets you focus soley on the craft and its wonderful
for real tho it feels exhausting that ive seen this whole "woman should be allowed to abstain from X beauty standard" -> "i perform X beauty standard, am i evil? do you think im evil? please forgive me i came up with a dozen excuses 🥺" since like 2015 (and i know its been going on longer than that) like girl thats not the poiiiiint
look me in the eyes. repeat after me. "i face societal pressure to perform this beauty standard. i should not face that pressure. i conform to this standard. i am rewarded for performing to this standard. i need to respect women who do not perform this standard. this is not about whether or not i am a sinner for wearing makeup."
unfortunately divas you have to let people love you
The older i get the more i understand why some people become obsessed with privacy, not because they’re hiding something, but because being constantly perceived starts to feel spiritually exhausting.
you are now a cat in the warrior cats universe! Spin these wheels for your name!
Do you like it?
YES!!!
yes
eh it's okay
no.
IM MOON MOON
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note: I (the owner of this blog and maker of wheels) am not into warrior cats! I just thought this would be fun to make
(prefixes and suffixes from @yarrowleef)
I DON'T WANNA BE DEAD WOLF
It's me. Football Cat.
anything can be about your ocs if you believe
kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc
The fastest way to accomplish The Project is to cease being afraid of The Project. The Project cannot maim you. The Project cannot kill you. The Project is more afraid of you than you are of it. It is okay if The Project turns out differently from how it was in your head, and it is okay if it has flaws. You are capable of engaging with The Project.
It's my very special JavaScript array method dance!
me: I should write
also me: let me play the scene in my head and fantasize about writing it instead