#revengechained

[theguardianofzone1-blog]

@revengechained

-There was three people at a table, the one was like Dedan but carried an air of happines, The other was small yellow bird who had a book with them, the other was a giant round person with a cake. They were talking to each other, happeines filling the air. Behind them was ocean of liquied plastic, beatuful sight in their world. THe three talked about how to better the world and to make everyone happy and to cure hate and saddness. Such hopfully ideas-

-Someone who didn’t belong in this wolrd found themsleves suddleny in it, and was placed right in front of these three men, who didn’t notice you standing there. This was a dream and the air, alothough happy, carried some…..sadness and fear and darkness-

[thegoldengun-archived]

Name: Kurapika. Housing: N-1. Position: Security. Why do you want to work here?: It’s what I did before I came to Hive City. Security is what I’m good at. You cool with having a tween for a boss?: Your age is no concern of mine. Competency is all that matters, right?

“hey, same hat! i don’t don’t you, besides, us blondies gotta stick together, am i right? welcome to the golden gun, kurapika! i have a feeling this place is gonna be tamer now.”

@revengechained

[cv01android-blog]

The people that inhabited this weird reality never spoke to her. They would go about their normal activities, but any attempts to reach out and speak to them were met with what looked like their very existence warping. They would shy away, becoming a static-ridden blur that threatened to simply blink out of reality.

It was awfully lonely, but Miku had begun to realize that their behavior seemed to correlate with the presence of somebody else. Somebody else from Hive City.

So when the phantoms began acting particularly agitated and unstable, as if reacting to the emotional air of something, the android immediately took to the hallways of the building, breaking the eerie silence with her voice.

“Hello? Is anybody there?”

@revengechained