#gildedgoldwords

[zhartha]

@gildedgoldwords cont.

”But it is a view to be shared, your own discrepancies should not find itself a factor of prohibition.” He settles down well enough, hands resting comfortably in his lap, fingers twitching ever slightly, but no attempts to snatch the page had been made; his optics flicker to Mondatta, studying him with an aired caution. “I have many friends, a few were quite willing to share.”

[chronal-anomaly]

@gildedgoldwords

[Text:graceful runner]  when I get back,  we have  things to “discuss”. Be awake when I get there.

[Text: Balls] ?? you okay, mondatta? 

[Text: Balls] I’ll be up

[Text: Balls] what do we need to dicuss??

[soldierofhorus-blog]

gildedgoldwords replied to your post: DEEP BREATH … … … … fuck you joseph

There is no happy ending for him. Stop trying to date a married man

 MARY IS A HOE I DESERVE JOSEPH

[roboptsd]

@gildedgoldwords

Maybe traveling through the mountains wasn’t the best plan Bastion had. They could detect that some of their wiring starting to frost over despite their main power source radiating so much heat. They were’t sure how much long they’d be able to last. Wait....were those lights they saw?

[horizonscientist]

@gildedgoldwords

Cheating death seemed to be a common theme these days.

Harold himself would be visiting someone like him, a survivor of fate’s attempts to try and end his life... He was something of a minor celebrity, having been found after his defunct escape pod crashed down to earth... He himself was a man of science, and didn’t really believe in any religion. But someone had to be looking out for him that day he fell from the sky...

He snapped out of his thoughts as security called him in. Mondatta would see him now.

[poisoned-beauty-blog]

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The rally had certainly been an interesting event, he hadn't been sure if it was really worth coming out here but now he was somewhat glad that he had. An addition to what he had already learned and what he knew, even though he didn't agree with all that he heard it was enlightening. 

So when the rally had ended he found himself waiting around for the omnic to pass by on his way out. Curiosity driving him to question them, too see if he could learn anymore from the one he had heard so much about.

As soon as hey were close he called their name out, approaching Mondatta and his guards slowly. Not wanting to come off as a threat, getting shot was a thing best to be avoided. 

[zhartha]

@gildedgoldwords cont.

 [ TXT: Mondatta ] I was not under the impression my life should be dedicated towards impressing you, my brother. [ TXT: Mondatta ] Perhaps you see with prejudice.

[violentnonretirement]

@gildedgoldwords

The past few months were a blur. Meetings for meetings they'd had for meetings about meetings on omnics about omnics. His headstrong attitude had meant some fights but he'd advanced into more mundane necessities when it came to integrating omnics into life at the Headquarters. Zurich had become known for the forward thinking policies due to the efforts of Jack Morrison and the still somewhat mysterious 'Iris'. The monk was seen with the Strike Commander often when he was in town, and though some whispered, many just left the Strike-Commander do what he did best.

It was five months in when Athena spoke. An urgent concern regarding one of the safe rooms. A man had gotten trapped in there and he was being called to offer assistance given the skeleton crew around the base at the moment. Lunch hours were not the time for crises. He headed down too the location and entered in an override. The door gave a heavy noise as it reopened. He poked his head inside and looked around.

"Hello? Hey, door's open, you're fine now." He turned on the light as he stepped in, frowning. Nothing."

"Athena, are we at the right--" the door closed heavily behind him. He ran to it as he herd the locks seal in place. He pressed his hands against the door, grunting as he tried to reopen it. He went to the keypad and entered the override code, but the keypad shut down, going blank. He tried to force the door again, but he knew the safe room doors weren't operable by anything but the keypad. The safety measures had been removed, he noted as he searched the room.

"Athena, open the door, please," He tried. There was no reply, and he repeated the command.

"I cannot do that, Commander." Jack frowned. She usually referred to him by name.

"Athena, what's going on?" Suspicion crawled up his back like a spider, creeping up his spine. Silence answered him.