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“ A LITTLE GAMBLING is fun when you're with me, @hypenotist. ” / lyrical sc.
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“ A LITTLE GAMBLING is fun when you're with me, @hypenotist. ” / lyrical sc.
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”do you know how it ends?” For robocop ‘v’
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇.
Murphy's head tilts at the question, mechanical components whirring quietly as he does so. Behind the visor his eyes narrow in thought. Would it change anything if he did know the answer to that? He's not so sure, it's not as if he hasn't experienced an ending already, it likely would have stayed that way, had he not started to remember the man he used to be. Still, he's not quite sure why the question is asked, but he'll provide an answer anyway.
"No." It's a rather plain and short answer, given just so that he can spare an extra few moments to mull over his own thoughts on the matter. Murphy turns his head slightly looking elsewhere for the moment. "It's hard to say it would change anything, even if I did know." He adds after a few moments and then he shakes his head slightly.
The cyborg shifts, weight resettling with a gentle hiss and whirr of his hydraulic systems. "Perhaps I am not the best person to ask." He mentions after a moment, turning his head to look back at him. "The only end I focus on is an end where I am not needed." Or used by a corrupt company for their own gain, not that Murphy listens to them, given how many times he's heard them complain about his insubordinate behaviour. But he does focus on a future where he will be finally allowed to rest. "Will it end that way? I do not know."
" you know, something is creeping in the dark. are you listening to the whispering? "
one-liner call / ft. @hypenotist
@hypenotist
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The notion of a ball had Atieno raising their eyebrow a little bit. And the little pun Clear made is enough for them to narrow their eyes slightly, giving an amused huff as the only verbal acknowledgement of the silliness that he did just now.
But the back to the actual point - attending a ball. Sometimes Atieno had indulged in such occasions ..for the sake of a mission, an adventure or just because they wanted something to do in their spare time. And as much as they could be a little critical about what it took for such balls to happen, they could be entertaining events.
Sometimes.
Looking at the printout Clear had offered from inside his hoodie, Atieno scanned over the display - looking over the details.
"Oh wow. An actual ball. It's been a while since I last attended one - might be interesting to see what this one would be like."
"Fuckin' hell, dude... I knew these things could get gory, but-- Jesus." for vanessa 'v'
Unprompted Ask | @hypenotist
"That's the life of this job," she said in a matter of factly "some leave and this is why we're short on people taking the task. If you can't handle the blood, this job is not for you. I'll say get used to it, but some newbies need to see it first-hand before making that commitment."
She tied hair up in a bun and let this break take over before the morning rises up tomorrow with more work to be done. "Fun fact, they say the perpetrator comes back to the scene," for purposes such as paranoia in leaving evidence behind, "and when stupid teens or the older folks come in to ask what we were doing, it just creates more unwanted stress.
....and remember, it's not just blood we're cleaning." She'll leave the guessing to him.
Are fish happy?
misc rp prompts.
"Oh fer sure... I mean, they gotta be, right??"
Scratching his chin thoughtfully, sparks flying off it. "I know my lil fishies are anyways! Course', space dolphins is more smart than most things in th' cosmos!"
top half of today's fit
@hypenotist | ctd from :: ( xx )
[ 竜 ] – Well, this was... surprising. And of course, he had every means and ability to writhe and twist his way out of this stranger’s grasp, however he was curious to see where this encounter would go before he went about chipping away limbs. But, it might have been that little one liner that steered his thinking very quickly in the other direction.
Groan worthy.
And the next instant, the cyborg is released, as if his would be aggressor could sense his change of thought.
“Gone already?” Genji calls, as the man darts around the corner. “And here I am, charmed and without your name.”