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@psitu.
“ oh, there’s no need to take an attitude with me, darling. we’ve got an eternity - and even longer than that - to get to know each other. perhaps we could recite some shakespeare to pass the time ... or you can tell me an amusing anecdote while i make some tea. “
“ you don’t wanna live in a world like this , yet y’do barely anything about it ! ”
@psitu.
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I WILL… GIVE ME THOUGHTES
WELL so far i have j’onn is the martian pathfinder a la andromeda but i would love to bring in tora and beatriz either as aliens or just humans , possibly w biotic abilities
im not super familiar with mass effect canon past 2 but i do imagine that j’onn & the remaining martians start interacting with council & by extension humanity tentatively bc theyre fucked for resources and also a planet and thats how they meet j’onn and form a ragtag group of like minded individuals trying to get by in this brave new galaxy
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PLS? SPARE BEA? SPARE TORA?
@psitu asked: ❝ there’s a world out there, waiting to be seen. ❞
she’s not used to being mothered. in fact, it feels like eons ago that dorothy even had someone that she called “ mama “ ... cliff and josh had done a good enough job filling the parental roles in her life, but still. sometimes she wished she had a strong womanly presence in her life ... she could feel lonely without it. that being said, here is rita : attempting to break a barrier, crouching on the balls of her feet and resting her hand on dorothy’s arm where she has encaged herself in a little ball. ( curl up and rock, like she was much younger than she actually was. )
“ i know ... “ it’s a small, stubborn mutter, that of a teen ; a fist raises and she wipes her eyes, sniffling. “ don’t you think i want to see the world ? ... it’s the world that doesn’t want to see me. “ dorothy looks away from the beautiful, magnificent rita -- whose appearance she sometimes envied -- a hand resting on the ground with gentleness and affection. “ it’s safer and ... better, on danny. is there anything so wrong about hiding away where you’re happy ... ? “
@psitu asked: ❝ that is some weak sauce, mister. ❞
wait, what the fuck? she didn’t believe him? she was supposed to believe him ! ( on the statistical hand, red jack had been alone aside from his own creations and butterflies for millenia, so the amount of people who believed he was god after examining the evidence was a round 0% -- but the amount of people who DIDN’T believe he was god was also 0%, so he really wasn’t sure how to handle this! )
grasping his chest, flabbergasted, shocked, hurt, offended! how could she do him like this? “ why, rita ... ! i haven’t the slightest idea of what to say to convince you. “ red jack groaned, as if deeply wounded ... but then slowly uncurled his arms, pointing a sound index finger up at the high ceiling of his castle , reaching the other hand ( quite creepily, might i add ) to rest on her shoulder. “ but then again ... most don’t need to be convinced that god exists and that he is who he is . they simply have faith ! you seem like a woman who could use a little faith in her life, miss farr. “
@psitu asked: ❝ i think we deserve a small pat on the back for that. ❞
he hates that his first instinct is to reply, no , we absolutely do not. he hates that in the wake of positvity, the first emotion that always coiled within his metallic chest was anger or denial, spitting venom. cliff was one mad son of a bitch and he always would be, and he hated it -- especially when rita was here ( that fact alone something to be so happy about, so grateful for ) , looking at him with chocolate brown eyes, a hand laying on top of his cold metal one to comfort even though she knew he couldn’t feel it. no eyes, no throat, no tears to cry ; cliff sometimes felt himself wishing he just , for once, could express everything through one perfect, guttural scream into the void.
but he knew that not even screaming would make the baggage any lighter. and maybe that’s why he would always be pissed. no easy fixes in a world of complications.
“ i know you’re right, doll, “ cliff said with a heavy sigh , those words being words he felt like he said all the time lately. “ it’s just fucking - chief, he’s in my goddamn head telling me nothing i’ll ever do is enough. it’s not enough to save the world fifty - fuckin’ - times, it’s not enough to even just survive ... “ the robotman shook his head, trying to muster a chuckle ; he patted the fleshy hand on top of his with his free hand. “ i don’t know. i know i’ve been saying it since sixty - three , but god damn do i need therapy ‘cuz of all this shit. “
psitu replied to your post: “who else is gonna be an alien in jonns crew besides jonn who i already...”:
tbh i don't have au plans for rita but i've always maintained that she's a changeling alkdnxsalxnsaxl
HELL yeah
