#~inqueries

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☾ sleeps

Blues ‘sleeps’ (defrags) with his back to a wall, facing at least one exit, and with at least one processor still alert at all times. He’s most likely either sitting against a wall or laying on his back. He has a hammock, but he hardly ever uses it to rest. 

In recent years he’s started sleeping in armor.

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ヽ( ´O｀): 

What is their body language like when sleepy?

Uhhh?? He doesn’t really get ‘sleepy’ per se, since he doesn’t ever run out of energy, but when he needs to defrag really bad his movements get kinda sluggish and he spaces out a lot. 

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ಥoಥ

How are they like when they cry? Do they just stream tears nonstop? Does their nose get clogged to the point that it’s hard to breathe? Is it easy for them to speak when they are sobbing? Do they hiccup when they cry?

Blues doesn’t cry often, and when he does it’s very quiet. He just kinda…. softly sobs while shrinking into himself. He also covers his face with his hand because he doesn’t like people to see him cry, even if no one’s with him.

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yeah, it was for the mun ahhaha glad to read it!! Take care :)

((thanks so much man!! you too <3))

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Icon game: Gettin' down to some sick tunes.

does this count

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★

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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dsn-001: -insert star emoji- (on mobile rip)

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt have adopted you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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dsn-001: (this is a nightmare btw, imagine her just stabbing him in the same place multiple times with a little smile on her face) Eyes, Back, Hands, Legs, Side

All Blues could see was darkness. 

Then there was a small light, and a scene played out in front of him. Moon was there, and she held in her hands a small doll. It was a voodoo doll, he realized, although he didn’t believe in such things as magic. Even so, he tensed up as she pulled out a pin.

The doll was of him.

Had he done something to hurt her? Was she simply mad at him? It pained him to think that Moon might resent him. Sure, he was somewhat possessive of his units, but it was only so she wouldn’t get hurt. Didn’t she understand that?

And then it happened. As she stabbed the pin into one of the doll’s eyes, Blues felt a horrid, sharp pain in his own. He gasped, his hand flying up to his face, cupping the wound, before he felt another stab in his other eye. 

The wounds were real, he realized, feeling oil spill onto his hands, oozing out of his eye sockets. They were very real, and he was blind. His core began to speed up, and he grunted, trying to shut off his pain receptors to no avail. 

Another pain ripped into his spine, tearing at his synthetic flesh and exposing the wiring and metal within. He could barely stand, the pain was so much. Then he felt an invisible force rip through his hands, and he could no longer move them. 

Two stabs to each of his legs, and Blues could no longer remain standing. He fell to the ground, bleeding heavily from the multiple stab wounds all over his body, wondering why Moon would do such a thing. One final, fatal stab to his side, and everything disappeared. 

He awoke screaming, tears flowing freely from his intact eyes. His breaths were short and rapid, and he hurt everywhere. Realizing he could see once more, he checked all the places he remembered hurting. They were all perfectly fine, his smooth synthskin reflecting the moonlight.

So it had just been a nightmare. He sighed, wiping away his tears with his sleeve, before resting his head against the wall. He’d fallen asleep on the floor again, passed out from exhaustion, and that was probably why everything was aching.

Out of habit, he checked Moon’s link to make sure she was asleep. She was, and he relaxed slightly. Dragging himself to a standing position, he shuffled over to his hammock, still thouroughly exhausted. He collapsed into it, before going into standby mode.

Hopefully there wouldn’t be any more nightmares tonight.