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Music for Gavin Turquoise from The Silver Chronicles, OC Interview for the Ruins of the Midnight Rise in Life, Despair & Monsters, OC Uquiz for Fallout OCs in A Radioactive Calamity of Love Bombs & Gore & OC Meme Template for The UnTitledverse. Listen and read below the cut:
No Home For One is a Welcome To The Game WIP (mostly comprised of 2 but the first chapter acts as a prologue of sorts for the first game) detailing Gavin Turquoise origins, who is Silva's lawyer "friend" in my Far Cry 5 WIP called Silva's Hope. Gavin is on a revenge mission against Adam (NOT Silva's father) and the Noir, hunting them down by following leads through the Deep Web and the Shadow Web. Once he enters the Apartment in downtown New York, he utilizes Clint Edwards as a means to an end to get him closer to finding Noir's headquarters, and Adam himself, keeping him alive and eliminating any hostile players in this game to get one step closer to ending his former associate in criminal activities.
"It's my pleasure to welcome you To your new home in apartment two With one bedroom and a splendid view Just don't forget when the rent is due We expect all residents to abide by tenancy rules Keep quiet, keep clean, keep telling the truth Present evidence of any elements who Have better to do than to comply with our societal requirements Those who stay in line might just survive until retirement Pay no mind as I enquire just why the other night you went To the laundry room to hide an item in the dryer, friend? This block is state-provided And you'd be wise to be grateful Side with every regulation and you'll find food on the table It's not a state, provided you find decadence is wasteful It's been perfect since the state decided what décor is tasteful As Property Manager, my job is sorting the utilities Disposal of the garbage and the laundering facilities Why would I compile a full report on your activities? I'm just a standard landlord, Glory to the Ministry!"
"Lock the doors and close the curtains, hold your breath lest you should speak your sins But you can't keep a secret from the building that you keep it in Befriend your fellow tenants, show a smile and keep it pleasant But know everyone's a friend until you need to turn some people in It's the breathing on the phone, hiding just beneath the tone It's the things that shift when no one's home Well, you may be on your own, but you'll never be alone Yes, we all live here, but it's no one's home!" ("They're here!")
"To get through the day It behoves you to play by the rules and behave Do the state preapprove all the tunes that you play? When alone in a room, well, to whom do you pray? Assume that your neighbors are moving away When the black van comes in the night And you're numb to the sight Of another one fumbling for somewhere to hide As their wife just runs for their life 'Fore the ones with the guns arrive And they're gone 'fore the sun can arise To a government provided bunker for some realignment It's just fine, you can trust it's a wonderful time Just go about your business normally No one's following, I'm not recording Your paranoia is awfully boring According to all of your friends that talk to me Most importantly, please speak clear when you're broadcasting Your honest thoughts on the law or economy My provided mics are tiny and I can't transcribe properly Should you ever behold me with my peepers pressed to a keyhole You can trust I'm just checking the tumblers for rust I'm a custodian, not a Ministry mole Settle in for a night on the couch No questioning what that red light is about Now bleeping on your ceiling since the time you went out It's just a little gaslighting, put aside any doubts You're fine in your house, so you confide to your spouse any crimes carried out Any tiny amount of new ideas found just a mite out of bounds 'Cause I'm writing them down in a timestamped account What's it matter, every night or two? If I sneak in, have a rifle through? But depending what I fine, well, you'll be faced with another kind of rifle, too Privacy is the cry of the defiant to compliancy But grease my palm and I might not see Those books they banned from the libraries What do you mean, that's not yours? It appeared one night in your cabinet drawers? I have to report it, I regret But, of course, I could forget Societal ideals are reliably pliable So the rise of a tyrant becomes entirely viable You will find that the spying is really quite justifiable Why are you crying when it's your blind eye that's liable? Handy landlord here to fix your ventilation whistling Too many questions and it's not the air that needs conditioning That telephone's not tampered with, of course it isn't listening But were it, it prefers the words: "Glory to the Ministry!"
"Lock the doors and close the curtains, hold your breath lest you should speak your sins But you can't keep a secret from the building that you keep it in Befriend your fellow tenants, show a smile and keep it pleasant But know everyone's a friend until you need to turn some people in It's the breathing on the phone, hiding just beneath the tone It's the things that shift when no one's home Well, you may be on your own, but you'll never be alone Yes, we all live here, but it's no one's home!" ("They're here!")
In Silva's Hope, Gavin works as a (far more moral) lawyer in Hope County, taking care of his adopted nibling, Schrödinger Turquoise, while doing his best to slander, combat and piss off Eden's Gate in the courts and in public. For no particular reason, he just chose violence one day and Eden's Gate was the unfortunate choice of victim. Even so, Gavin has an amateur interest in discerning psychological profiles out of people he meets, his primary interest at this time being Deputy Silva Omar as for right now, playing the role as "friend" to get close to her. However, he does have a unique interest in psychologically profiling the Father himself, Joseph Seed, but hasn't had much opportunity to make the necessary steps to get close to or meet the man (mostly his own fault for burning every bridge with Eden's Gate). However, even still, once the Reaping comes along, Gavin is holed up in the Hope County Jailhouse with the Cougars, where he has ample time to listen to Joseph's preaching and, on an occasional whim, make contact with the Father under the guise of slandering the man. Joseph is hardly a person Gavin would usually want to profile, but there is an inexplicable charm on how the man lures people to the jaws of his cult.
"Now he's our shepherd, and we're his flock Now he's our captain, and our ship's about to dock Now he's our keeper, he'll keep us safe from wrath Now he's our father, he's gonna lead us down that path!"
And lastly, a song kind of detailing more about Gavin's origins in No Home For One. Gavin was a criminal lawyer, often taking bribes and buying out juries and judges alike to get his clients out of trouble, especially with those whose victims were present. Didn't matter the crime, didn't matter how grotesque, Gavin would do whatever it took to get that extra promised cut his clients promised (as well as allow him to utilize his psychiatry degree to psychoanalyze them for his own amusement), for the sake of providing for his sister's family and primarily his nephew, Nathaniel Turquoise. Unfortunately, after a successful deal with Adam getting him out of legal waters, Adam's Noir would take Nathaniel and sell him on the Deep Web, where Gavin would never see his nephew again. His sister would go completely no-contact with Gavin (suspecting the abduction was a result of Gavin's dabbling into criminal waters), leaving Gavin with nothing but his failure over a lifetime of choices that caused this in the first place. In those years, he attempted to find Nathaniel on the Deep Web, coming to nothing, but would vow to bring justice to his nephew and get revenge against Adam and his operations on the Shadow Web, forging a plan to destroy everything, uncaring if he should die in the process.
"Sit back from the edge of your seat, if you can Take a minute to breathe, 'cause we're losing our minds Where anything goes Rebel just to say that you did, to impress every hate-spewing keyboarded kid Let's let everyone know, anything goes
Can we live a real life? A real life; and do we even know what that means? Can we live a real life; and know people outside machines? Can we live a real life between the devil and the digital sea?
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
With every photo you are taking my soul but you know Every shot is just another to show to the people that live Where anything goes Criticize every poor asshole 'cause you know you're the judge Check the yes, check the no, in the box below Where anything goes
Can we live a real life? A real life; and do we even know what that means? Can we live a real life; and know people outside machines? Can we live a real life between the devil and the digital sea?"
Here's an OC interview where Sir Enigma Malvolio, the director behind the villainous faction known as the Ruins of the Midnight Rise and the main antagonist of my Life, Despair & Monsters series, conducting a "mandatory" interview on his heads of staff & members, reluctant and voluntary alike, in order to get to know his underlings and experiments better. I've adapted mine quite a bit so here's @imogenkol's post here to get a more coherent reference. Enjoy the piece below: [Trigger Warning: Implied torture of characters, casual mentions of crimes, sad backstories, and Frederick Rosemary is his own warning]
[BRRRR]
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Jolly Ho! Presently speaking is I, Sir Enigma Mavolio! As of this hour in the In-Between, the stars are scarcely visible in this open space. The light wards off the voidlings and the Control Tower remains in stable condition, and the lesser monumental towers are, unfortunately, still standing without nary a scratch as well. Oh, but that's for a later time. As of now, I have come to a shocking revelation."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "My mission as the sole director leading operations in the Ruins of the Midnight Rise is to elevate humanity to an even greater evolution, through whatever means necessary. But I failed to grasp that I've only held a surface-level ideal of humanity. If I am to aid humankind into a next step, I must understand them. Better, to further our studies and reach a viable solution. Especially with those under my direction."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "A terrible oversight on my part, but today it shall be fixed! I've conducted a series of recorded interviews with my partnered colleagues and jolly associates who help endeavor in this wonderful voyage of scientific discovery and human evolution. I have left it up to my beautiful Uni to ensure that such recordings are properly edited and redacted for future review and discussion with our indisputable staff. Well now, take it away Uni!"
[BRRRR]
[DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING RECORDINGS HAVE BEEN RESTRICTED TO THE AUDITORY FUNCTIONS OF ONLY THE HIGHEST-APPROVED PERSONNEL TO AVOID A CONFLICT IN INTEREST OR MISUNDERSTANDING OF THE MISSION WITH LOWER-LEVELED STAFF. DESPITE VALOROUS EFFORTS TO PROPERLY EDIT AND REDACT THESE RECORDINGS, FOR THE SAKE OF OUR HEADS OF STAFF' PRIVACY, SAFETY AND REPUTATION, WE THE UNITY HAS UTILIZED THE PERMITTED CLEARANCE OF OUR DIRECTOR, SIR ENIGMA MALVOLIO, TO ARCHIVE THESE INTERVIEWS INTO THE DEEPEST REACHES OF OUR MEMORY VAULT: EITHER FOR PERSONAL REVIEW, USE OR EVENTUAL DELETION. THANKS FOR YOUR ATTENTION ON THE MATTER! YOU MAY PROCEED!]
[BRRRRR]
[QUERY #1: NAME?]
Head of Security: "Are you fucking kidding me right now?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Now, now, no need for such vulgarity when it's just the two of us, my dear. That's better used professionally in public spaces, remember?"
Head of Security: "R-right... sorry, Sir. It's just... the question seems rather... inadequate?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Ah, I see. Worry not, my dear. It's merely a standard introduction for new listeners. Don't think too much on it, everyone else is going through the same queries, after all. Now, may you answer the question?"
Head of Security: (audible huff) "...my name is [REDACTED] [REDACTED]."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #2: ARE YOU SINGLE?]
Edith: "Oh, ho, ho! Such an improper question in our profession, tee hee!"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "While the carnal nature of human relationships certainly do not have any impact nor place in the workspace of the Midnight Rise, we are building a profile to get to know you better, for ourselves and future volunteers of the mission. Don't be afraid to give details, my sweet."
Edith: "If you insist, Sir Enigma. I am not single, to many of my admirers chagrin, I'm sure. In fact, I'm in a very dedicated, proactive and most pleasurable union with my wives; Lucy and Viktoria Bloodleech. And, oh, I can just gush about our all kinds of endeavors we've done together-"
[BRRRR!]
[QUERY #3: ARE YOU HAPPY?]
Impulse: (series of whirs, beeps and rattles produce from her vocal speakers)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Wonderful! I'm most thrilled to hear you've been enjoying the increase of fieldwork, Impulse. Now tell me; how'd you feel with being partnered up with Inviticus in his extraction units?"
Impulse: (a high pitched frequency is emitted from her vocal speakers)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, most delightful. I can see you and Inviticus getting along very well on your hunts together."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: ARE YOU ANGRY?]
Inviticus: "Anger is not a sensation encoded into my cortex. Emotion is not a logic manufactured into my very being."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "And yet you've expressed enjoyment in your missions, my fellow. What say you to that, Inviticus?"
Inviticus: "My satisfaction with a mission complete does not correspond with an emotional matrix, Director. It is a logical inclusion by my manufacturers of Militech to ensure I am properly engaged with my purpose."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "And would you mind telling your future co-operators what that purpose is?"
Inviticus: "To track. To hunt. To extract, neutralize, eliminate, inflict pain. My purpose is to kill."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "And you enjoy that?"
Inviticus: "Yes."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Wonderful!"
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #5: ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED?]
Wednesday: "..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Well, come on now, Ms Addams. You've always enjoyed our cooperation before... what's stopping you now?"
Wednesday: "..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Hm, is it because you don't know?"
Wednesday: (silence for a moment longer, she exhales a shaky breath) "I... I assume so-"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "You assume so, but you truly don't know. I mean, it has been years since you've joined our endeavor. They could be decomposing, for all you know."
Wednesday: "...I-I don't..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, worry nothing about it, my dear. Just remember... you chose this."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #6: BIRTH PLACE?]
Enid: "I'm... um, what did Wednesday say to this question-?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Tsk, tsk, Miss Sinclair. You can't use your mate to weasel yourself out of an interview about you this time. You're going to have to answer honestly. And do remember what happens to bad lycanthropes that misbehave~!"
Enid: (audibly gulps and exhales a stuttering breath) "S-San... San Diego."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "..."
(silence permeates the room)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: (sighs as he taps at Uni) "Ready the re-education program."
Enid: (sounds of struggling and the unsheathing of claws) "No, wait, no no no no, please, stop-!"
[REDACTED]
[NOTE: Further queries with Enid Sinclair and Wednesday Addams were dismissed after constant ill-advised deceptions and when the latter heard the former's attempts to resist]
[ADDENDUM: Wednesday Addams would later join Enid Sinclair in the re-education program after ineffective attempts to tear Sir Enigma Malvolio's skin open]
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #7: HAIR COLOR?]
Frederick: "What? Can't tell from my dashing self barely three feet from you?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Color is not my specialty Frederick, you know this."
Frederick: "Can't blame ya being made with a fault like that. All's forgiven then. Hair's a silvering brown. How's that for a description 'Nigma."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, I'll just ask Uni about it later."
Frederick: "Say... what was that commotion going on earlier? Those girls giving ya a hard time?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, you wouldn't believe the gall of disrespect they have, Frederick. After all I've done for them, and they repay me with deceit and defiance. A few weeks in the re-education program should sort them right."
Frederick: (audible chuckle) "You're too soft on them, 'Nigma. Why don't 'cha hand them over to me for awhile. They're not as young as I'd like them to be, but I can shape them out properly for ya. Maybe even... improve them, if I have any spare parts lying about in the Toybox... if anything's survived, that is."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, Frederick, you rascal you. I appreciate the offer, but I require them physically and emotionally fit for the mission."
Frederick: (inaudible grumble) "-offer's open if ya ever change your mind."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #8: EYE COLOR?]
Head of Security: "Is it that hard to tell?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Those reflective shades make it ever so difficult to reach a conclusive answer, my dear."
Head of Security: "My eyes are the same color as my hair."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "And that would be?"
Head of Security: "[REDACTED]."
[BRRRRR]
[QUERY #9: BIRTH DATE?]
Edith: "Hm, I can't... remember. Do you know, Sir?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "I do recall you telling me it was in 1989, sometime during the Fall, I think."
Edith: "Oh, well, I think it hardly matters much Sir Enigma. As much as I will consider, my birth was the day you transformed me into your star pupil."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Aw shucks, my sweetness!"
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #10: MOOD?]
Frederick: (licks his plated lips) "Romantical for [REDACTED] on my [REDACTED] with [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]. And [REDACTED] [REDACTED]!"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh my, not satisfied with the batch I sent you?"
Frederick: "They broke too easily... hey, you won't mention this to [REDACTED] will ya? I can only imagine this'll blow her gasket."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh I'm certain it would."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #11: GENDER?]
Impulse: (whistles softly and chirpily)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "And we're all the more blessed to have you!"
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #12: SUMMER OR WINTER?]
Head of Security: "YOU LET FREDERICK SAY FUCKING WHAT-?!?!?"
[BRRRRR]
[QUERY #13: MORNING OR AFTERNOON?]
Inviticus: "The morning hours allow more advantage during my hunts, as my prey have yet to wake, or even fully become aware of the danger that awaits them."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Anything else to add?"
Inviticus: "I do enjoy how the morning hours are the quietest."
[BRRRR]
[DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING SEVEN QUESTIONS HAVE BEEN REFORMED TO SURROUND THE ROMANTIC AND SEXUAL PREFERENCES OF CERTAIN MEMBERS OF THE MIDNIGHT RISE. CERTAIN MEMBERS WERE EXEMPT DUE TO NOT BEING APPLICABLE]
[QUERY #1: ARE YOU IN LOVE?]
Edith: "Oh, very much so. My two wives thrill my heart into beating as excited as it does when that familiar scent of blood reaches my nose. But say, Sir Enigma... are you in love with anyone?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Unfortunately, my sweet, I don't even know what that even means. My kind aren't capable of such a fascinating experience like you humans are."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #2: WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP?]
Head of Security: "My exmarido. Pedazo de mierda. I hope he rots in Hell."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #3: HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE'S HEART?]
Frederick: "Heh, I've done more than break hearts..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "I believe you've described it as "scarring" some too."
Frederick: "Eh, those little buggers loved every moment of it."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "For you? Or the toys?"
Frederick: "Can't blame them if it were the latter... who wouldn't wanna be a toy, heh heh heh..."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS?]
Head of Security: "Well, okay, if we're going to get into it, then-"
[BRRRR]
Edith: "Ever since that life-changing surgery, Sir Enigma, I've found myself bolder and more willing to live than I had beforehand. If it weren't for you, I don't think I'd have the courage to break Walter and take his brides for myself."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, it thrills me to know your evolution has improved your life, my sweet. We just need to share this with the rest of humankind."
Edith: "Won't disagree with that, Sir."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #5: HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK?]
Head of Security: (dejected sigh) "I haven't been hugged for over three decades-"
[NOTE: WHAT A LOSER! PERSONAL NOTE OVERWRITTEN BY MAJORITY RULE! UNPROFESSIONAL CHOICE OF WORDS EVEN IF TRUE]
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #6: HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER?]
Edith: "I've had a-plenty. And it touched me so much that I gave them the special privilege of being devoured by me."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "As long as you're keeping up with your intake of blood, my sweet."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #7: HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART?]
Frederick: (uncharacteristically silent) "..."
Frederick: "PFFFT. Nah."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: (laughs)
[BRRRR]
[ALL MEMBERS RECEIVED SIX QUERIES BETWEEN TWO CHOICES]
[QUERY #1: LOVE OR LUST?]
Frederick: (with a vicious grin, poppy oil drooling from his lips) "Lusstt!"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, how predictable."
[BRRR]
[QUERY #2: LEMONADE OR ICE TEA?]
Head of Security: "...what even are those-?"
[BRRRR]
Edith: "Oh, it was iced tea for me. Although neither are applicable to my daily diet as of present day."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #3: CATS OR DOGS?]
Inviticus: "I suppose a canine companion would be more efficient in hunts."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Funny you should mention that, cause I have an offer for you."
Inviticus: "..."
Inviticus: "Elaborate..."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS?]
Head of Security: "How about any friends at all?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, my dear, what about I and your fellow colleagues-?"
Head of Security: "No offense, Sir, but you can't just "be friends" with your boss. There's always that power imbalance and shit."
Head of Security: "And second of all, most of my colleagues are unrepentant killers, emotionless robots, both, or prisoners-"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Volunteers."
Head of Security: "...right, and also, Frederick's a fucking [REDACTED]!"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Now, now, [REDACTED], I thought an upstanding human like yourself would be more tolerable of your fellow's unique preferences-"
Head of Security: "He fucks [REDACTED]! He's a monster!"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "I'm getting the impression that's some kind of taboo among you humans."
Head of Security: "SIR-!"
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #5: WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN?]
Edith: "Oh, most definitely a romantic night. To see my wives gorge on the maids brought to our rooms, covered in that beautiful crimson... oh it excites me thinking about it now..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Evie."
Edith: "Yes, Sir-?"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "You're expanding again."
Edith: "OH! My goodness, the embarrassment-"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "There, there, sweetness. Nothing to be ashamed of... I've had a number of times where my own thrills have shattered me out of this false disguise too."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #6: DAY OR NIGHT?]
Impulse: (she emits a purr)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Of course, your dark sheen makes for perfect camouflage in those hours."
[BRRR]
[THE HEADS OF STAFF WERE ASKED FOUR HAVE YOU EVER QUERIES]
[QUERY #1: BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT?]
Head of Security: "...Kind of."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh? Well do elaborate, [REDACTED]."
Head of Security: "I was sent in by my... exmarido to infiltrate la Minas where these blasphemous demonios were holed up, rebelling against our profeta. I was to play the runaway esposa of the dreaded Enforcer captain... which wasn't inaccurate, and honestly too believable of a story, since those people let me in. I thought... I'd been told they'd try and... do things to me, spread lies, hurt me. But they... they took care of me. ME. The esposa of the very captain of the very pillagers who came to raid their homes and purge their souls of sin. And I... betrayed them. Sabotaged their defenses, opened their walls for my marido to come with his men to- to burn their home down. To slaughter them. I- I-!"
Head of Security: "...their doctor saw me escape through la Minas back entrance. Run into the blizzard. I don't know if he followed, but if he did, he didn't find me. Unlike you..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "And what a wondrous day that had been. Finding you in all that snow, giving you a grander purpose!"
Head of Security: (baffled silence) "...yeah, sure."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #2: FALLEN UP/DOWN STAIRS?]
Inviticus: "...No comment."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #3: WANTED SOMEONE/SOMETHING SO BADLY IT HURT?]
Frederick: "Immor-fucking-tality! And all thanks to you, 'Nigma."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "What kind of friend would I be to not help you out, dear Frederick."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: WANTED TO DISAPPEAR?]
Edith: "The days of when my mother died were the hardest of my life. Of course I wanted to disappear from it all. And thanks to you, Sir Enigma, I no longer feel that horrible pang, and have a purpose so fulfilling with great benefits!"
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "It had been a pleasure to help you, my sweet."
[BRRRR]
[THE HEADS OF STAFF WERE ASKED THEIR FOUR PREFERENCES]
[QUERY #1: SMILE OR EYES?]
Edith: "Ooh, a smile a day does send me all giddy up inside. But an eye to dine is more preferential. The way those gooey goodness just pop in one crush against my fangs like grapes is so intoxicating."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #2: SHORTER OR TALLER?]
Frederick: "Shorter. And on the younger side, too."
[BRRR]
[QUERY #3: INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION?]
Inviticus: "Attraction could make for a decorative trophy, but intelligence makes for a worthy challenge."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP?]
Head of Security: "Hook-up. I need to get laid."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Heads of Security do not get distracted while there's more paperwork to be done, [REDACTED]."
Head of Security: (huffs dejectedly) "I know..."
[BRRRR]
[THE APPLICABLE HEADS OF STAFF WERE ASKED ABOUT THE TOPIC OF FAMILY]
[QUERY #1: DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG?]
Edith: "Oh me and my wives get along just fine, and their families know not to disrespect my authority."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "As they should."
Edith: "And... I did get along with my mother, very well. But that's all in the past. I have a new family now."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #2: HAVE YOU EVER RUN AWAY FROM HOME?]
Impulse: (she croons, her head looking down)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, don't be saddened about that whole mess. You did your best and what you needed to survive. That company should have never crumbled in the first place."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #3: WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A "MESSED UP" LIFE?]
Head of Security: "..."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: (tapping affectionately at Uni as he patiently awaits the ingrate's answer)
Head of Security: "Do- do I really need to repeat myself?"
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT?]
Frederick: "Of my own business partnership? Of my factory that I built myself? You fucking bet they did, those ungrateful treacherous rats."
[BRRRR]
[HEADS OF STAFF WERE ALL ASKED QUERIES IN REGARD TO THE TOPIC OF FRIENDSHIP]
[QUERY #1: DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS?]
Head of Security: "I hate ALL of my colleagues."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, surely there's one you can tolerate."
Head of Security: (slowly exhales) "Probably Evie, but that's it!"
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #2: DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS?]
Edith: "Well, there's sure a bunch of our members here who I can't stand, Frederick being amongst them, but I do so enjoy [REDACTED]'s company. She's just so cute when I can hear her heart pump in fear of my presence. Big and tough on the outside, small and soft and all red on the inside."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #3: WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND?]
Frederick: "Why Director 'Nigma himself."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Oh, Frederick you. I do value your company as well. More than others, strangely. Can't understand it, you're quite the reliable fellow."
Frederick: "Hehe, yeah I am."
[BRRRR]
[QUERY #4: WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU?]
Inviticus: "Impulse. We came from the same city with similar purposes, merely on rival ends. She most likely has downloaded information in regard to my manufacturers and the plans to build me. But once we're partnered up for hunting, I'm certain we'll get along well."
Sir Enigma Malvolio: "Interesting deduction..."
[EARLIER....]
Impulse: (in a series of beeps, huffing of steam, electronic screeches and low whistles, she gives her answer)
Sir Enigma Malvolio: (tapping down on a keypad tablet) "Well, I'm certainly not one to go against a well-rounded argument if Inviticus is your answer."
[RECORDED INTERVIEWS ENDED. A NEW DEBATE HAS BEEN SPARKED AMONGST THE UNITY FROM THIS ENDEAVOR IN WHETHER IT IS MORE APPROPRIATE TO SIMPLY ERASE THE DATA FOR THE GOOD OF THE MISSION. IT'S CALCULATED THAT THE UNITY WILL REACH A MAJORITY RULE IN THE NEXT 15 TO 90 OPERATION HOURS]
And here is the results of this uquiz about a piece of symbolism for my Fallout OCs from my A Radioactive Calamity of Love, Bombs & Gore series:
MARISSA "RESS" BISHOP (FALLOUT)
Ress' dishonesty isn't a core part of her character but it certainly does cause tensions with people she meets throughout the series. Being symbolic of love and promises is something I can kind of see, too.
ORTEGA "ORE" BRANTLEY (FALLOUT)
Definitely believe the symbolism is correct: Ore goes through a transformation, rebels against his father, and dies to Urias' crony. The text below though... not so much.
ALPH DOLEN (FALLOUT 3 & 4)
I don't necessarily disagree here but Alph's not entirely the dishonest person here, he's the one who's been lied to.
COURIER RYDER (FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS)
Finally, one that isn't inaccurate to the character. Ryder be ghosting Ore. But in all seriousness, she is kind of a ghost of the Mojave. A courier who Benny couldn't kill, who helps around for independence until one day she just disappears (no thanks to Aggravor) and Ore chases after her voice in the Dam... only to be lured into a trap, her voice nothing but bait so Aggravor could eliminate one of Urias' troublesome children.
And here's is an OC Meme Template for characters in my The UnTitledverse series:
From top, down to the right, across the left, up to the right, and in the middle:
Cassandra Darling, a mechanic in a relationship with Lena.
Jeff Hopper, a private investigator who became a member of the Omniscient Rule.
Madame Callaghan, the headmistress of C.Y.P.R.U.S.
Edward Carmine, a robotics industrialist with a grudge against basically everyone.
Maddilyn Darling, an outlaw running with the Van Der Linde Gang.
Fizzer Pop, a former animatronic performer from the Dark Circus with Hellish origins.
Malcolm Darling, a revenge driven man with unique control over the Cordyceps.
Lillian "Lena" Elliot, a delinquent who became a night guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
Calvin Dearing, a dream spirit from the 1930s.
Joaquin Cobalt, de-factor leader of the Omniscient Rule and formerly on the run from Charon, the Chairman and the Time Bureau Authority.
Lisa Cobalt, the older foster sister of Joaquin and doing whatever she can to find him in the multiverse.
Allyson "Alice" Darling, older sister of Malcrum/Cassandra, and communications support for the teams of the Omniscient Rule.
Rick Thompson, team leader of Team Beta.
Mario Emmet, shapeshifting extraterrestrial species known as a Deadlight with an admiration of human culture, much like his mother.
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