#markus.

[wasdeviant]

m.arkus literally showed up to jericho, convinced the people there to raid a cyberlife dock the same night. then, the next day, he was like 'let's send the human's a message' and persuaded them to break into the stratford tower. then after jericho gets raided, he convinces them to march in the streets and gather more androids, only 2 days after being raided. this dude started the revolution in less than a week. he's so powerful.

[oraculumx]

where. outside lupercal who. @markusalarie

The stench of mutt was heavy in the air, and Bastien almost regretted his decision to venture so close to the walls. If it had not been for Markus' choice to establish himself within Lupercal, then he surely would not have. Bastien had no distaste for lycans, he simply did not care for them in the slightest. "Are you having fun? Playing fetch with the little dogs," of course the joke was to be expected, for why would the witch pass up the opportunity to do so at the expense of others?

[beau-zale]

👏 Markus

“Rumor has it that if he stands still long enough you could put that ass in a museum. That’s it, that’s the roast. I have eyes and I don’t know the bitch.” 

[wasdeviant]

'they're trying to see the good in life, but the good things can be hard to find,' markus had found something good in carl, the old man he had played caretaker for. when he died, carl had called markus his son, and markus had decided he didn't want to take this new life for granted. but for the others of jericho, they were having trouble finding hope in a world that wanted to put them all down. 'but i think we can make this something good,' his own hope is not entirely unwavering, but he knows what his responsibilities are within the home that these deviants have made. markus is a leader now, not by choice, but by obligation. he intended to see this through. heterochromiaic eyes land on leon, the man markus had grown to trust over the last few weeks - ever since he saw the human help a deviant when he should have executed them. jericho was still on the fence about having his kind in their midst, but as long as markus vouched for leon, they'd allow his help. 'will you march with us, when the time comes? we're planning an infiltration of the stratford tower,' small but proud smile touches his lips. 'we're going to send a message to the humans - that we no longer accept the way we've been treated. and that things are going to change,' @welcomeleon / sc.

[wasdeviant]

as many times as markus has told carl he should be more careful about his sugar intake, carl was always insistent on sending markus to the bakery a few bus stops from his home. as as much as markus was able to give carl a playfully scolding stare, a carl... in that tone of voice that would suggest teasing, markus was to do what he was told. always. yesterday, it was the paint shop, and today, it is the bakery. markus left carl in his studio, telling the old man to call markus if he needed anything, before markus was able to catch the bus and make his way downtown. upon arriving, markus glanced up at the beautiful, handcrafted sign outside before entering the shop, greeting the woman behind the counter with a kind smile. 'good morning, faye,' markus greets, approaching and standing opposite her. 'i'm sure you can guess why i'm here,' tone is friendly, much as it had been programmed to be. 'carl would like a few things. would you like to see the list, or should i read them off to you?' @frightes.

[swayingwithsunflowers]

my asterisk talking should be #markus. because thats the first thign that comes 2 mind when they think

[wasdeviant]

AMELIA ANDERSON: YOU'RE SAFE WITH ME. 'i know,' if he knows nothing else, it's that he can find safety in her. humans had not been kind to him, but he had been lucky enough to have carl, and amelia, who treated him like he was something, even before markus realized he was more than he had been created for. still recovering from his near death experience at the scrapyard, he feels relieved and grateful that amelia is the one to have found him. lucky that the authorities, who now wheeled carl off in a stretcher, covered in a white sheet, believed the deviant to be dead. markus looks up at amelia with freshly mismatched eyes. he knows he has to mend the gash in his side soon, or he would shut down, but he takes a moment to hold amelia's hand ; feelings several emotions for the first time. 'i'm glad you're here. it's... nice. having someone with me while i get used to all of this,' @roseguided.