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Currently in love with the best dad in the whole damn universe. Art done by me
Meet Cute
(closed starter) @ramsoldier
Fuck yeah, Alana thought to herself as the prisoner was sprawled out before her. This prisoner bullshit was taking away from time that could have been spent talking to McHenry about A Night Time Smoke. But shit, he was really starting to bleed all over the floor and that meant that she would have to write up the injury in the incident report. With a puff of air she blew the hair out of her eyes. “Hey, ehm... sorry for that, but you can’t be talking in Blue, yelling all those crazy incantations and shit, ok?” She shook off a stray glob of blood that deflected from the prisoner onto her hand and wiped it against her pant leg.
He was breathing heavily on the floor, his hands still chained with restraints, and she moved a foot to step over him and lean in closer to his face, checking to make sure he wasn’t dead. “Uhhh... moony? You still there? ...Come on you poor bastard, say something...”
Alana watched the prisoner’s breathing with the rise and fall of his chest. Well he wasn’t dead, that was a start. She noticed he was young, probably her age or close to it. Shame to ruin that face with those godawful horns, She thought. Her eyes followed his jawline down to his exposed throat and she took in a deep breath and swallowed thickly. “Alana,” she said aloud, “you are one sick bastard.”
ramsoldier replied to your photo: I know this is blurry but my hand was shaking in...
AHHH I KNOW YOUR FEAR AND RAGE its a house centipede and they’re my LEAST FAVORITE PART OF LIFE
i just googled it and YOU’RE RIGHT, THAT’S WHAT IT IS, FUCK FUCK FUCK, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO????? this is the THIRD ONE i’ve seen this month, GOD HELP ME
Talk about us?
What they define their relationship with your muse as:“We’re the best collaborators, we balance work, family, whatever comes our way. It’s complicated and fucking hard as hell…but worth more than anything that the universe can provide.“
Something they like about your muse:“He lets me get out of difficult conversation by using sex as a deterrent. Not that its too hard to say yes, amiright? And he does the dishes, which is so goddamn sexy…seriously though, he’s so incredibly loyal to his parents. Awww! Kind of makes me wonder what we’ll be like when we’re old…”
Something they dislike about your muse:“‘Marko can be a self-righteous ass, he has no idea how to sit still, and worst of all, he laughs at his own jokes.’ And that beard - good god - he should never have a beard.”
Their first impression of your muse:“I mean, I knew he was a soldier so right away I guess I understood what kind of outlook he had on life. But when I read to him from A Night Time Smoke we just kind of fell into the whole thing and…Fuck. He just got it. He just got…me.”
Their impression of your muse now:“Getting. Shit. Done. I mean, come on. Price Robot? Did you see that pervy shit on his screen? If it weren’t for Marko, I’d be cleaning up the remains of Radio Shack splattered all over our bedroom or worse, I’d be at the mercy of that two-headed circus freak.”
How they feel about your muse:“Tough times ahead for us… really tough fucking times. Marko doesn’t deal with death and tragedy well…especially when its family. I just hope that he stays with me this time, mentally. I don’t think I could handle him clocking out when all this shit is going down. I mean, life has been going pretty damn good for us…”
Something they are hiding from your muse:“Iiiii…was a little flattered that Prince Robot said that I was a good mom…that I would be a good mom, whatever. He is in pretty good shape…What???”
Something they wish they could to tell your muse:“Watch it with the killing and fighting and shit. We both know that you can get a little carried away when things go south. I’d hate to see you throw everything away - all your beliefs, your peaceful approach, just because we ran into some stupid shit. We can get through this. We always get through it.”
6, 18, 48?
Thanks! :D
6. Do you wish to travel a lot? Yes! I love traveling already, so I wish to travel more.
18. A random memory from you childhood: Walking on the beach with my twin and cousin catching crab
48. When was the last time you laughed so hard your stomach hurt? watching Hasan Minhaj: Homecoming King… it was accurate
Ask game
8. My muse’s thoughts about socks?
Moby thinks many of them can be cute but generally doesn’t wear them unless she’s chilling at somebody’s house or in her own place. Otherwise it’s just something else she has to take off when she’s preparing to shift.
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🎀 - You make me smile
Aw yay! Marko to my Alana, you make me smile too! Can’t wait to get into the real story on future threads with you! :)
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(`・ω・´) : What does your muse completely gush over?Mae is a sucker for a person with a strong sense of self. Confidence is a big turn-on for her due to the fact that she lacks confidence in her own ability to display proper emotion outside of her profession, so interacting with someone who she can learn that kind of steadiness from would make her feel safe. I imagine her being left speechless and wide-eyed after meeting someone who told her, “I can tell that you think I’m attractive. And the proper response is, “you’re hot.”_| ̄|○ : What situation would your muse give up in?As with any replicant, Mae’s biggest fear is death or ‘retirement’. She has a greater understanding of how advanced she is physically and intellectually (compared to humans) because of how she was bioengineered. But, I feel like she is just starting to understand how fragile life truly is, because replicants kind of straddle that fine line between human and AI. I think that her naivety originally led her to believe that she didn’t exist within the biological classification of ‘human’, but the more she interacts with humans, the more similarities she recognizes between herself and them. So if her life was threatened in any way, she would most likely have a lot of feelings and emotions about her life ending too soon. (`-´)> : Who does your muse honor the most?(This is an easy one) The creator of her AI, Eldon Tyrell. (I wrote Mae to exist long after the Blade Runner movie verse, and she is a Nexus 13 model, so I imagine it to be approximately 7-10 years after the canon story.) Much like the replicant Roy Batty, Mae views Tyrell as a God/father figure, and the replicants are kind of like his fallen angels. Tyrell was killed before Mae was created, so his revered status is greater with her than with Roy because she has so many questions about her nature without him there to answer them; much like a Christian believer/Jesus relationship. (´;ω;`): What brings your muse into a state of depression?Mae’s arrogance can get in the way of her ability to feel sadness, so I’m not sure if she’s ever descended into a state of depression. For example: she would probably respond to disappointment with an explanation of how she can’t be held responsible for the unpredictable actions of humans. Instead of feeling depressed, I feel like AI would just start thinking about specific scenarios, replaying them in their minds over and over until they came up with an explanation that was either logical or sensible enough for them to live with, and then they move on. Where a human might feel like they can’t get out of bed, I feel like an android would still be operating normal on the outside but still have those thoughts keeping them preoccupied mentally, unable to shake them off.