#xelconsumer

[will-fades-away]

xelconsumer replied to your post ““Through some goddamn miracle I managed t’ survive another year. How...”

"I poke my head in for TWO DAMN SECONDS--"

@xelconsumer 

“You must’ve been lookin’ for me then.” ;)

[thelightofpeace-blog]

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@xelconsumer

Ah, hello there. Hm, I know I’ve never met you before, but ssomhow you look a little...familiar. Were you designed by anyone I might know?

[the-animcls-moved-blog]

@xelconsumer || x

“ It’s funny, really- I was thinking the same thing. “

Talons extended, fangs bared- this would be vicious. The blood-thirsty hunter could only laugh in anticipation, poised to strike, waiting on their move.

“ This time, I won’t missed my target- don’t you hold back either! Give me something to really fight against, faker! “

[deterioratingrobot]

Examine! Clone (xelconsumer)

> A clone of yourself. A near-perfect clone, for she seems to be her own separate entity from you. You despise clones but this one is different for that very reason...

> As much as you do not want to waste precious Xel, you are kind of afraid of what would happen if each of you absorbed the other. Maybe the deterioration will go twice as fast....

> You shudder at the thought.

[firstchildofwily]

You'll be with me Like a handprint on my heart.

{Another one of those “heard a song thought of these characters” situation.

@xelconsumer}

[deterioratingrobot]

There are two red robots.

“One has long blond hair and the other is a clueless fox. Those are the only two red robots I know.”

“And I nor my clone doesn’t count, since my -our- colour is vermilion.”

[a-fading-light-archive]

THE WORLD IS ENDING AND ITS ALL YOUR GIRLFRIENDS FAULT.

//:MESSAGE RECEIVED. FROM: @xelconsumer

“………”

He’s poured over the message over and over. Her last words. Love. Hate. Vengeance. Death. These are not new subjects for Ray, but somehow it feels… sudden, even though it’s always been there. 

“…It’s selfish isn’t it? To feel like somethin’ is bein’ taken away from me when she’s the one who…” when she was always going to die. From the day they met he knew. 

Cale rubs his face, tiredness creeping in. 

“I knew she was… capable of a lot of things, but I didn’t think…”

Behind him the recording plays again, Ray’s anger pouring out of a monitor in the backdrop.

“…so many people…” So many lives in danger, but he still felt pity for her. The source of all that destruction. “….for someone without a heart, I saw a lot of goodness in her. I… still do, but this… I don’t know what to make of this….”

And without a way there, he couldn’t ever know for himself what she’d truly done. If it was the nightmare he’d begun to imagine as he listened to the last piece he had of her, or something different. “I don’t hate her, couldn’t ever, but I…” 

A shaky breath. “…do you think any of us could’ve stopped it…? Did we really make a difference..? I hate the idea anythin’ could be inevitable but why… why did it have to be like this..?”

[firstchildofwily]

[x]

Copy was silent as he stared at the message, a look of hurt painted across his features.

Why.

Why did they always have to leave?

This isn’t fair. It isn’t fair for him. It isn’t fair for her!

Did he have to lose another sibling? Did he have to lose his darling sister?

There was anger, but it was the type that was thrown at the world. The universe even. There was also tears and hurt and pain. Why couldn’t they stay? Why couldn’t he get them to stay? He loved them and yet they always left.

Why did they always have to leave?