#unstable-androids

[beasts-at-our-core]

Fascination - @unstable-androids w/ Colin Archer (RK800-60)

She did not think she’d be here. There were a lot of things she didn’t think would happen. Never once did she think that Colin Archer, a medical examiner and RK800 like Connor, would pull her into a closet for a quick session of intercourse.

She also didn’t expect to accept his offer and then be plagued by thoughts of him nearly every waking moment ever since. But he fascinated her. He fascinated her even before this, but it was more of a morbid curiosity than anything else. But now, he’d consumed her. He consumed her every thought and she had no choice but to act on it.

Which brought the detective here to the forensics lab and the morgue. An environment that was morbidly fascinating all on its own, but the red-haired android was where all of Rachel’s attention was being afforded right now.

And right now, there was only one thing on her mind. Well, okay, there were several things. Namely the phantom sensations of his body pressed against her and caging her and his hands all over her and his lips all over her neck that made her skin shudder at the sight of him in such an addicting way. He was right. That one moment was like an aphrodisiac they shared.

Tepidly stepping into the lab, she cleared her throat. “Doctor Archer?” She beckoned from the doorway into the lab.

[the-manfred-boys]

“I’m beginning to think your sole purpose is to make my life miserable.” [[unstable-androids, leo to markus]]  

“Beginning? I was under the impression you always thought that about me,” Markus sighed, folding his fingers together and propping his chin on them to look at Leo from his place at the dining room table. “What did I do to make you so miserable this time?”

[perfected-machine]

@unstable-androids from here

Nines did not typically utilize his free time like this. To say it was unusual was a bit of an understatement; not only did Nines have no interest in sexuality, but he lacked all sexual biocomponents. He had no personal reason to call this hotline.

He did however have suspicions that a certain murder victim had been killed by the last one he had spoken to - a gay phone sex hotline. But he couldn't bring his suspicions to Fowler, not without ensuring the conversation they had engaged in was at least unusual enough to warrant looking into it.

He was somewhat unsure as to how to proceed. He didn't know what someone calling for legitimate reasons might say... but he decided against posing as a regular customer when he heard Gavin's voice on the other end. There was no mistaking it; Nines knew there was only one GV android in the Detroit area since the model had been recalled.

"Hello," he greeted, knowing Gavin would be able to recognize his voice as well. "I don't believe that's the case, but for the sake of curiosity I'll say yes."

[celestial-trepidation]

@unstable-androids  ꕔ ⌜ cont. ⌟ ꕔ

He should chastise the other for being amused from the pain of another but the smile on Gavins features was lightening to Deimos and he liked seeing it on Gavin’s lips. Perhaps later when they where at home. 

'You weren’t involved?’ Deimos signs curiously, rather surprised to hear that. Light blue eyes move to look where Gavin gestures over to and sure enough, there was an Officer desperatly dapping tissues on his uniform. ‘Isn’t that the officer who still doesn’t like Androids?’

[prayersforthewicked]

@unstable-androids said:

Gwen wasn’t one to answer unknown numbers. However, some might be important to a case or something, so she answered them whenever she could. Accepting the call from her HUD, she leaned back in her chair in her apartment.

“Detective Gwen Reed, GV200 android at the DPD, how can I help you?”

“I’m afraid you can’t help me,” the voice on the other end replied. It was low and rough, as if the speaker was a smoker. “But there is something I can do to help you. There’s been a hit placed on you recently; I trust you understand what I mean by that.”

[ask-rk900]

❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞ [ gavin unstable-androids]

The RK900 blinked slowly, then finally turned back to face the other. His LED was flashing red, dozens of errors were in his vision. Software Instability.

He couldn't understand why the other cared enough. He was a machine. Nothing more. It wasn't like he was a human, so the 'cut' in his synthetic skin was easy to repair, and it wasn't like it was hurting him physically.

Finally, he made eye contact with the other, the cut in his 'skin' showing the white underneath, the small amount of Thirium leaking from it wasn't enough to be really concerned about.

[denicdlife-a2]

@unstable-androids​ // Colin // [ Prev ]

       Eyes glint in amusement. Watching the RK800s’ reaction to just simply being compared to an older version, to the one who was a big reason the REVOLUTION was deemed a success. He took note, it might be useful to use against him in the future.

       “Ah. So it’s simply for AVOIDANCE. There’s many other police stations within the city at least that you could have easily worked at. But no... You needed to do something to stand out from Connor at least. Prove you’re not him?”

[androidvixen]

@unstable-androids

Colin stared deadpanned at North. “I am not a baby. I am an adult android. I don’t understand why you would associate me with an infant.”

“Awww did I hurt your wickle feelwings?” She mocked. She had heard about the tower incident and had to make sure somehow he wasn’t a double agent or somthing.