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[hackxr]

Dead Space Alt!Universe Profile

» The following is the general information for Sen7inel as she appears in the Dead Space Universe. Anything not specifically mentioned will echo that of her main profile, with adjustments made as needed to fit in the universe.

#~: Notes:

Status: open to all dead space-based interactions

Tag: co; dead space (sub-setting under au; futuristic cyberpunk)

TWs: body horror, psychological horror, gore, death, institutional/religious abuse parallels.

Dead Space 1:

Sen7inel got caught with her hand in CEC's network. Standard corporate raid — credential dumps, schematics, executive dirt. Except buried in the take was a cluster of flagged communications she didn't ask for: scrubbed colony reports, redirected funding, and references to something called "Marker research" that didn't parse against anything in her experience. She archived it and moved on to the payday.

CEC traced the breach. Rather than prosecute — which would risk those files surfacing in discovery — they offered a deal fitting for her skillset: contracted systems technician, restricted access, monitored movement. Months of cable-jockey scut work beneath her skillset, wearing a stock CEC engineering RIG she's been explicitly forbidden from modifying. No custom scripts. No unauthorized tools. A muzzle dressed up as a uniform.

The Kellion assignment was sold as routine. The USG Ishimura's communications are dark — probably a network-side failure. CEC wants a systems tech on board alongside the engineering team. What they didn't tell her is that the files she touched originated from that ship. Easier to keep a liability contained in deep space than on a planet with outbound connections.

#~: Gear:

A stock CEC engineering RIG - no modifications save for green lighting.

A plasma splicer – primary work tool, used for cutting into sealed panels, splicing hardened cables, and welding circuit connections during systems work. Adjustable plasma arc. The size of a large utility knife.

A diagnostic deck – a ruggedized tablet used for system troubleshooting when the RIG’s interface isn’t enough. Requires a hardwired connection.

A base kinesis module – used as part of her systems work to move debris, panels, heavy cables, etc.

Standard systems kit – cable ties, solder pen, multitool, magnetic clamps, some encrypted data cores CEC thinks are empty (they’re not).

Dead Space 2:

WIP

Dead Space 3:

WIP

[hiredassault]

Royalty AU Floyd is a skilled archer and swordsman. He was once a royal knight, but now works as a secret assassin. He takes on missions for money, but the king's cruel rule makes him question his work. He MUST choose between his job && doing what's right--- which could change the kingdom's future.

Also royalty au Floyd :

[twcfaces]

@cxpedcrusxder from x

Part of Harvey understood. Part of him wondered if he knew just how privileged he really was to have this kind of choice- to be able to put off that responsibility over and over again, to have the choice to refuse.

Harvey knew it was a hard decision, he'd been there for Bruce as a friend, and saw how badly he'd been hurt - but anyone else, anywhere else - would have had kingship thrust upon them the instant the old one had passed.

He frowned, just a little, and set his hand on Bruce's arm.

"I know you might not feel like it, but you're more than worthy of it, Bruce. You're kind, fair, and you love this land despite the flaws so many others see in it. What more could we ask for?"

Harvey loved Gotham.

Harvey loved Bruce, too.

His hand reached the prince's, and he gently moved to hold it.

"I believe in you."

[freckledflame]

@summerxmelodies

❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ (hi! (for Ace's he lives verse?)

Tired brown eyes blinked back to reality, Ace's blurred vision focusing on the female before him once more. A weak sheepish smile grew upon the male's lips as he shifted his gaze elsewhere. "My bad! Got a little lost in thought, I guess." He seemed to have been doing that rather often lately, though he was confined to a bed most of the time and only ever slept or just silently stared off. Wasn't much he could do in his state after all.

Ace awoke a few weeks prior from a Coma that lasted well over 5 months after the war. Recovery was still a long road to travel, with countless doctors coming and leaving, and various tests and work being done around the clock. Ace felt overwhelmed, and he wondered if they knew that. Instead of 5 or so doctors, they sent in just one today. Melody. Though, like all the others, he silently questioned why she would treat him after all he did, and the blood that tainted his veins. He felt like he didn't deserve this, yet here he was to live with the guilt.

A frown took place on Ace's features, as he stared out the window to his left. He couldn't recall the name of the island Marco said they resided on, but he mentioned it was an island precious to Pops. Pops should have still been alive, not the other way around. That would be a thought to haunt the male for a good while. However, he didn't want to up and break down in front of Melody so he tried to shift his mind elsewhere.

"So... Does everything look good?" He asked, glancing over the monitors that remained hooked to him, though it didn't make much sense to him, and no one cared to really explain it to him either. Though maybe it was for the best so he didn't have to worry about it himself.

[notenoughmuses]

@valiiantsouls

He’d stumbled his way here. Not sure how long he’d been traveling for but it was too long. Viserys needed food and water and a proper nights rest. But as soon as the Unsullied guards saw him he was brought into a room and thrown into it. Viserys looked up at whom he had hoped would have been Daenerys as he’d heard she had claimed Mereen for herself but instead he found himself looking at a different face all together. A pretty one, but not Dany.

Viserys heard the guards and the woman speaking in a language he did not understand and waited. His blue colored dragon hissed at the guards and a low rumble emitted from the dragon and Viserys spoke to it quietly. “Calm” He told it in High Valaryian. “I’m looking for Daenerys.” He informed the woman as he forced to stay on his knees by a guard. “I’m her brother, Viserys. I’m sure she’ll see me if you tell her i’m here”  Surely a brother thought to be dead come to her, alive was enough reason to see him.

[x-wearethefuture-x]

@ofpearlsxgods​

Miran carried the baby boy in her arms while chasing the soap bubbles that her mum shot from a plastic pink gun; the baby girl was sound asleep by her grandmother’s side. Their father, however, was nowhere around. Not that he had much of a choice, when Miran chose for him. The way her son laughed made her laugh in return, for there was no sweeter sound in the world, and chase the soap bubbles with a little more determination. Lucas and his sister, twins because Miran did not joke on service (and no one warned her that twins ran in her dad’s side of the family, apparently), were not one year-old yet but they were already so smart and aware of their surroundings. The baby girl, though, seemed to be the one who was more aware of what was happening, which tired her to the point of falling asleep just anywhere. When it was not concerning, it was entertaining to see her struggle to keep her eyes open while eating.

“Oh no, the bubbles are gone! What are we going to do now, Lucas?” The baby looked up at her confused. The bubbles were there just moments ago, where they could’ve gone to? And as if listening to what he was thinking, the grandmother restarted to shot bubbles in his direction, making him laugh again and wave his little arms in the air.

It was in the midst of bubbles that Miran spotted him. Seunghyun was still far, and he did not seem to have taken notice of her, but she had taken noticed of him. He hadn’t changed. He still carried himself with a mix of strength and gentleness. He still looked like the polished man she left. Would Lucas turn out like him when he grew up?

“Miran, are you okay?” Her mother’s voice brought her back from staring but she had been too late. Seunghyun had seen her.

It had been just over a year since she’d left, and Seunghyun would be the first to admit that he was not over it. He should have been, but he wasn’t. There was a part of him that was glad she had left, that she had saved herself before things got bad. She had done what he couldn’t- she’d let go. He was happy for her in that regard. But a part of him still resented her for it. After all the things she had said, about love, about staying by his side, about wanting to have a family with him... she’d still left him. Walked away before they even had a chance to get married. He was heart broken. He remembered calling to cancel the wedding. Thank god they hadn’t sent out the invitations yet because that conversation, having to tell everyone that it was off, might have killed him. Though there had been a time when he hadn’t thought that kind of love could ever be his, she had changed his mind, shown him how beautiful it all could really be. And then she’d ripped it from his fingers just as he’d felt safe. If he couldn’t trust her, who could he trust?

Sooyeon was the only one he had properly confided in. She was the only one who saw him break, who saw him cry, who listened to him ask what he’d done wrong, why she would do this. And she never had the answer. For all anyone knew, they were great for each other. Seunghyun had sincerely thought things were going well, that they would be okay. But he’d been naive. He’d been stupid. And he wouldn’t let that happen again. He wouldn’t let someone break down his walls, find him amidst the rubble of his stoic, cross, exterior. He had no reason to. 

Amidst everything, he chose to return to the institute back in the US to teach young mutants and try to keep his mind off of everything else. But, of course, he still stopped back in South Korea to visit Sooyeon and Kyuhyun from time to time.

It was during one of those visits that he saw her. It took him a moment to realize it was her at first, seeing her playing with a baby, another sleeping nearby. Were the children hers? Or was she babysitting? And if they were hers, had she really met someone else so soon after she’d left him? Maybe she was married. Or maybe she was a single mother. A year could change a person a lot. She looked softer, as he knew himself to look harder.

Her eyes met his and he did not smile. He couldn’t bring himself to do so. She had moved on, and perhaps so should he. He gave a simple nod of his head, let her know that he had acknowledged her, acknowledged her new life without him. (God, he’d been so excited to maybe be a father one day, to have moments exactly like the one she was having right now. Would he ever have that chance? It seemed unlikely.) He held her gaze only a moment more before stuffing his hands in the pockets of his slacks and turning away, walking in the opposite direction. She clearly didn’t need him, and she clearly didn’t want him. He would not intrude upon her new life.

[terror0fdeath]

@playersoftheworld

Haseo had finally found Tri-Edge, the guy that had to be the host for the main body of the parasite known as AIDA. If he killed the host, it’d kill AIDA and finally... Finally Shino would wake up.

He approached, eyes filled with hatred. “Finally found you, Tri-Edge!”