[To Walk Together]

❝You will always have a Choice.❞ Freedom always comes with a cost but what cost can be greater than the freedom to believe in your own existence? ❝I will give you my everything.❞ [ A SIMON aka PL-600 android rp acc from Detroit: Become Human || INDIE || LIT || 21+ ]

[nalle]

– and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist.                                                        - Richard Siken

[thyallegiance-blog]

Good morning, it's — it's been a while.

[thyallegiance-blog]

"Are you telling me you don’t hear that?"

Simon reached out a hand to firmly grasp the other man’sarm, firmly tugging him further away from the stairs and toward the living room of the decrepit house. 

“We -- We just need to pretend we don’t hear it. They’ll leave us alone if we leave them alone.” 

Or at least that’s what Simon hoped for.

[musingmemes]

haunted house starters

did you hear that?

what was that noise?

i think i heard something upstairs…

did you leave that window open?

i can’t keep sleeping in this house!

something’s here… i can feel it.

i’m not crazy! this house is haunted!

are you telling me you don’t hear that?

why don’t you believe me?

something is in this house…

something doesn’t want us here.

this place is just creepy…

i hate it here.

if you didn’t slam the door then who did?

we have got to move!

i can’t take being here any longer…

wake up! i hear something upstairs!

[thyallegiance-blog]

kcptpeace:

         HE  SMILES  AT  THE  HAND  ON  his  shoulder  and  he  reaches  up  to  grasp  it  with  his  own.  Everything  he’s  done  has  been  in  the  best  interest  of  them  all,  not  just  himself.   “i  know,  but  its  a  heavy  weight  to  carry,  Simon. I  don’t  want  to  mess  anything  up.  So  many  decisions  yet  to  make.” Simon,  the  most  loyal  of  them  all,  has  stood  by  him   through  it  all.  

They’ve  both  been  through  so  much  and  they  can  understand  what  true  pain  is.  Something  inside  him  trust  the  other  with  everything  he  has  more  than  anyone  else. A sigh  exudes  knowing  that  Simon  is  teasing  but  he’s  not  wrong.  The  pair  do  tend  to  bicker  more  than  he’d  like  and  if  he  decides  something that  one  of  them  doesn’t  agree  then  it’s  stress  he  doesn’t  really  need.  

Eyes  glimpse  back  toward  the  sky  as  he  hope  it  may  give  him  a  sign  of  easier  solutions.  “Maybe  you’re  right  but  it’s  only  because  I  want  to  make  sure  the  best  choice  can  be  made.  Nothing  can  be  done  lightly.” 

It is like watching a weight of another thousand settle on broad shoulders. Simon chooses instead to focus on the way their hands were connected, weaving their fingers together before bringing their hands to press lightly against his cheek. 

“--Peace is never easy, is it? In the end, you’re still fighting with them. Though at least this time, we know you’ll just come back to us with two bags worth of papers instead of bullet wounds.” 

North and Josh may not always agree but the three of them, Simon included, always knew when to take the step back. They were like a spectrum, beliefs and experiences coming together as a whole to offer three complete perspectives. Yet in the end, there was no doubt that Markus had the final say and Simon was always going to support it. 

“If it helps,” he laughs quietly as the blond turns to look up at the sky as well, easily mapping out the stars from the stories he’s told years and years ago, “You’ll make mistakes. And sometimes it’ll be small, sometimes it’ll be big. Worrying about it in the dead of the night before you make them will only make you overheat, you know.” Though he teases, Simon can’t help but wish he could at least ease the burden a little. So he tries.

“But when that happens, I promise you won’t be the only one carrying that weight.”  

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artifilius:

                                                   ——————————TO SAY HE HAS TROUBLE SLEEPING  is to phrase it nicely.  markus has not found his mind to be kind in terms of rest since he arrived,  &&  of course,  sleep is not entirely a necessity,  he will not be reduced to his basic components without it,  but it dredges his mind  &&  keeps him remembering things he’d prefer to forget.  (  it is difficult,  however,  when every time he closes his eyes he is reminded of an open chest,  beating heart,  i don’t want to die.  )

                                   but he is not the only one that cannot sleep.  while jericho slumbers,  tosses  &&  turns as those try to regain their strength,  admit their own fears  &&  grow,  simon lingers,  prominent in markus’ vision.  a part of him always seeks the other out,  the same way he looks for josh  &&  north.                                    he would raise himself just enough to sit,  rest elbows on thighs  &&  let hands dangle in between.  question comes,  &&  he shakes his head.

                                                    ❛  no,  i-  can’t sleep.  guess you can’t,  either,  huh?  ❜              let that wry smile keep him honest.               ❛  you look like you’ve got something on your mind.  is everything okay,  simon?  ❜

                                                        “I’m fine, Markus.” 

Silence settles in between them as he considers the question, doubts coming forward to rest upon the very tip of his tongue only to be pushed back and swallowed by -- pride? Worry? A possible mixture of both. He laces both of his hands together, fingers interlocking loosely.         

It’s only been a few seconds of silence but after speaking, Simon wonders why it feels almost like a few minutes. He hadn’t been lying, really. ‘But guilt finds its own way in and he always had a rather strict view on what omission meant. ’ He squeezes his hands before leaning back against the rusting pillar behind him. He focuses on the other man instead, returning the smile. 

                       “I could say the same for you, though. “Penny for your thoughts”?” 

Not that he had pennies but he had always found comfort in the small things, even if it’s from an old past. 

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ofgoldwings:

     the weather never bothered icarus. they were a model that was planned to go into space after all. the cold vacuum that was outer space was something that icarus was built for, so the snow falling–as well as the temperature–never did cause the android any problems. though, they knew that wasn’t the case for everyone as they took notice of simon’s discomfort for a moment, turning back to look up at the sky. 

          “hm, i don’t think i could ever get use to resting.” they admitted before moving a little so the other could join. as long as it was just the one, icarus didn’t pay any mind to the company they were given. “but then again, who knows, maybe in due time i’ll be able to sleep like the humans.” 

     feet kicking against the rooftop, they felt like a child. though that wasn’t a bad thing to them by any means, after all, children have it a bit easier than most,  so why not feel like one if only for a moment? 

          “how come you’re not enjoying the parties and such? needed quiet as well?”

“Sometimes it can get too much.” 

At least, that’s what he can’t help thinking. He was sure that the others never had much of a problem continuing forward but there are days when Simon can’t help but recognize how different life was now. And it was -- shocking. Perhaps that was the right word. 

“There is always someone new to meet, somebody else to resettle,” he continued, hands pulling at his sleeves and jacket until he felt a little more covered. 

“And I enjoy it,” he really does, because it was like seeing hope come back on repeat, “but I need to take a step back for myself too. Where did you come from? I don’t remember seeing you.”  At least not at Jericho.

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hyperioncompanyman:

A small yelp of shock came from the lanky brunet of a man when he felt a body slam right into him. Rhys had been looking the other direction trying to catch a glimpse of what the news was playing when it happened. Rhys stumbled back and lost his footing by tripping over his own two feet before falling straight on his backside. A hard ‘oof’ came from him, shaking his head to clear the surprise from what happened he looked up at who ran into him. Standing up Rhys dusted himself off and pated himself down.

“I’m alright. I don’t think anything is broken. Wasn’t that hard of an impact so I’m okay. And thankfully nothing else either. So I’ll be fine. But are you okay?” 

Rhys directed back to the stranger. He couldn’t stop the question from coming from him since it seemed to him to be a valid concern. He didn’t know what was going on but it must have been something for the other tocome around the corner in such a fast way and slamming right into him.

Having fallen himself, Simon moved to stand back up. He swayed but caught himself with a quick step forward. His system was popping errors up, as if to remind the android that he had still yet to “move on.” Though he usually finds the concept of becoming more human-like, more alive to be a beautiful thing, it was usually at these moments that the PL600 wished bitterly he could return to a point where it simply could just be shut off. With a quiet sigh and a smile, he shook his head. 

“I’m -- I’ll be fine.” 

That was the closest thing to the truth. It will take time, as all diagnostics pointed, but he had plenty of time in the world now. 

“I was just startled by the news and -- moved before I realized what I was doing. Are you sure you’re not hurt? I can check just to make sure.” 

[thyallegiance-blog]

313248317-87:

      Simon.

      His eyes narrow for just a moment before he reaches out once again         to take the packet, lifting it slightly to touch the plastic bag to his lips         before dropping his hand again.  He holds onto it at his side for a         second or so before he tucks it away in his jacket.

      [ AND YOU ARE? ]

      [ WHO ARE YOU? ]

      [ RK900 313-248-317-87 ]

      [ CONNOR ]

      “ My name is Connor.  Why are you afraid of me? “

He’s not sure why the other android seems to care little for the packet of thirium. Usually, Simon was more  used to the ones who consumed them as soon as they  were given. The war had -- freed their people but there  was still so much more work to be done. 

And finding new androids in need of help, whether it was for repairs or something else, was a daily occurrence. 

“I’m sorry. I’m just -- still running on scripts from before. It makes me wary regardless of who I’m talking to.” 

Scripts that insisted he be careful, that the flickering shadows and even the sound of footsteps from behind could still belong to the ones that want to hurt them. Simon makes the point to  smile as if to be encouraging (to who? Himself or the other android?) and decides then and there to not bring up the rumors regarding the RK series. 

“Why are you here on your own, Connor?”

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ofgoldwings:

@thyallegiance gets a starter because!

     a long night and here was icarus on the rooftop of the church. they didn’t care that the snow was falling, they just wanted to get away from the world for just a little while. it had been a few weeks since the revolution ended, and with androids doing their best to repair detroit, there was also parties and excitement to be had. 

     but icarus just wanted the quiet. to be closer to the sky as their eyes looked up at the clouded atmosphere. 

     yes, they became deviant, but even so they wanted nothing more to go into space again, to have another chance, but seeing as though there were nobody around who could fix the wings they once had, it was a foolish dream. 

    turning when they heard footsteps approaching, icarus tried to give a smile, though how fake it was. even their led was giving their thoughts away as it was flashing yellow.

          “you’re up late.”

December was settling in far too quickly, a blanket of snow already coating every available inch of the city that it could. With the humans having evacuated, this particular area of the city had been emptied and then filled once more with their people. 

As time passed by, the voices grew in number as everyone learned together what it meant to truly feel joy. However, he had mostly been busy with work. There was still anti-android legislation laws weaved into every piece of government signed document across the country. Detroit was no different. 

Simon, with a wry smile, could only take so much (of burden, of celebration, of both really) before he turned for the safety of peace and quiet. Though he didn’t particularly like winter with his particular model sensitive to both hot and cold temperatures for the sake of their once charges, he couldn’t help but find comfort in the silence that greeted him when he stepped outside. 

Here, it was as if life had came to a still. It was still a bit surprising, though he understood, when it was clear he wasn’t alone tonight. 

“I think most of us still are. Rest mode still doesn’t feel quite right, just yet. Don’t you agree?”

[thyallegiance-blog]

@hyperioncompanyman

Simon really ought to be more aware of his space but the sound of gunshots fired echoing from the news cast on the TV above them had startled him into trying to get out of plain sight.

“I--        I am so sorry! Are you alright?” He didn’t think he would end up bowling anyone over as he rounded the corner.

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kcptpeace:

@thyallegiance  ||  MARKUS STARTER

     THERE’S  HOPE  IN  THE  SKY  as  eyes  watch  the  beginning  of  twinkles  the  stars  pop  in  one  by  one.  He  leans  over  the  balcony  with  a  small  smile  on  his  face  as  the  other’s  footsteps  can  be  heard  coming  from  behind  him.  “Join  me,  Simon. Do  you  feel  that?”  Finally  he  gazes  over  his  shoulder  as  the brightness  of  Simon’s  return  has  renewed  him,  at  least  for  another  day.  “I  can  feel  it.  Maybe  we  CAN  do  this.  But  if  we  do  then  we  do  it  MY  way.  The  peaceful  way.  Nothing  else  but  that.” 

It was with ease that Simon found himself tracing his steps from the previous night all the way back to the open balcony doors, their sheer curtains billowing gently from the warm night breeze. He couldn’t help the soft sigh before stepping through with one hand already reaching to rest upon a broad shoulder. 

“You know that we’ve never expected you to do anything but what you think is best, Markus. And you know that no matter what choices you make, we will stand beside you.” The blond gives him squeeze with affection, the acknowledgement that such a thing can exist within him still sending a shiver through his coding. 

“Everyone knows that even North and Josh will stop arguing once you decide on something.” He playfully adds with a smile, “Though this might just mean you’re the most stubborn of them all.” 

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machinedetective:

He was supposed to be off duty - whatever it meant. Then again, he was not supposed to have an “off duty” like how the humans should, yet Lieutenant still insisted him to take a breather and help him finding a coffee. Which was ridiculous, because Connor knew Lieutenant always drank the coffee from the office anyway, never asked for any coffee brand outside in the city.

“Hello,” he replied to the android, calculating. “Yes, I suppose I can use a little help. Do you know, by any chance, a coffee shop around here that has a strange green two-tailed mermaid wearing a crown as its store logo? Unfortunately my partner failed to mention the location and the store’s name before sending me out.” And quite pissed off too, so Connor just agreed to bring him the coffee, deliberately not questioning further about this particular shop.

Blue eyes blinked, the PL600 android taking a moment to consider their current position and the stores that Simon knew from often passing by during his tasks. In terms of coffee shops, there were a few local ones – ones that weren’t so particularly welcoming to androids even if it was for pick up – and then there was the major chain. Considering the description of the logo, it had to be the chain.

“I think I know which one your partner is talking about. They’re a rather popular in this area,” he mused.

In fact, since the late 2010s, it seemed that Starbucks had simply grown and became the main monopoly for the states when it came to coffee and teas. “I can show you, if you like.” His tasks were finished after all. He could take a bit more time to help someone else. That was his main narrative in terms of coding. “Did your partner tell you what size or type of coffee they wanted?”

[thyallegiance-blog]

❛  i thought this would be a better life for us. can you imagine a bigger fool than that?  ❜

Markus. 

The choice to stand for up for their rights, their voices, their lives was not an easy one. To be the leader of the entire group and hold their lives in his hand could only feel like holding the world on his shoulders.  And stillhasn’t he done more than any of them? 

“You’ve done the impossible and brought us closer to living, Markus. No matter what, this wound was was festering and you’re the one who is finally cleaningit.” It may hurt but most of their people’s lives were already filled with pain. At least now it felt more like the cost for hope. 

“We all have choices and mine -- ours were to follow you to the end, no matter where or what it is.” 

[thyallegiance-blog]

❛ they say to save one life is to save the world entire. ❜

Amongst humans, the concept of importance came withtitles and merit. Sacrificing one for another, ten lives for five,thousands for one, was natural when the cause was right.He supposed there was irony to be found in the fact that their people were slowly learning what this meant as well. 

                          “I won’t tell you anything.” 

Because it was undeniable that their entire world would change -- be saved but only if that one life lived long enough to change it.

[jamsmemes]

(     *     BIOSHOCK PROMPTS   !    

trigger warning for murder.

❛  i choose something different. i choose the impossible. i choose… rapture.  ❜

❛  now you’ve rattled the monkey cage. here they come.  ❜

❛  what excuse do we have not to sculpt, and sculpt, and sculpt, until the job is done?  ❜

❛  what if now it is not my skill that fails me but my imagination?  ❜

❛  chin up, now. the lord hates a quitter.  ❜

❛  i’m here to show you a new kind of beauty.  ❜

❛  the path of the righteous is not always easy, yes?  ❜

❛  the reward will become clear in time: be patient.  ❜

❛  whichever way you slice it, good men died.  ❜

❛  i thought this would be a better life for us. can you imagine a bigger fool than that?  ❜

❛  if you press that button, you’ll learn what it means to truly be my enemy.  ❜

❛  you ooze in like an assassin and then try to sneak out like a thief.  ❜

❛  there’s two ways to deal with the mystery: uncover it, or eliminate it.  ❜

❛  i come to this place to build the impossible.  ❜

❛  that’ll take you straight to the devil himself. and then all debts will be paid in full.  ❜

❛  so there are no innocents. there are heroes, and there are criminals.  ❜

❛  who says you can’t teach an old hound new tricks?  ❜

❛  i believe in no god, no invisible man in the sky.  ❜

❛  even in the gathering dark, you light a candle.  ❜

❛  i feel… hatred, like i’ve never felt before, in my chest. bitter, burning fury.  ❜

❛  the artist has a duty to seduce the ear and delight the spirit.  ❜

❛  who could hate me so much they’d ruin me like this? what did i do to them?  ❜

❛  if you can’t come in from the cold, then you gotta grow ice over your heart.  ❜

❛  you’re not a moth… you’re an angel. i’ve never painted an angel… maybe i should!  ❜

❛  you give them hope. and for this, i am grateful.  ❜

❛  i don’t need to be judged by you… by anyone… screw you!  ❜

❛  i haven’t chosen a spot for you on the wall yet. let me know if you have a preference.  ❜

❛  if i have to kill one to save the other, so be it.  ❜

❛  thank you for reminding me that the light of the world has not yet been snuffed off.  ❜

❛  it’s about who can become less of a man and more of a monster.  ❜

❛  imagine the will it took to create a place like this.  ❜

❛  is there blood in the streets? of course.  ❜

❛  the great chain moves slowly, but with wisdom.  ❜

❛  as you drag me closer to the abyss, you pull yourself right along with me.  ❜

❛  i offer you a quick death. it will be preferable to what you will learn if you win.  ❜

❛  think about it for a second, and maybe the word will come to you: nostalgia!  ❜

❛  mark my words — your only reward will be a knife in the back.  ❜

❛  my strength is not in steel and fire, but in my intellect and will.  ❜

❛  in the end, all that matters to me — is me. and all that matters to you — is you.  ❜

❛  even in the book of lies, sometimes you find truth.  ❜

❛  a season for all things: a time to live, and a time to die.  ❜

❛  a man chooses. a slave obeys.  ❜

❛  you know what they say… never mix business with friendship.  ❜

❛  kills me to turn my fist to you, but business is business. don’t let it get you down.  ❜

❛  they say to save one life is to save the world entire.  ❜

❛  now there’s nothing left for you but a long cold nothing.  ❜

❛  you know, you should be thanking me! i brought you here! i showed you who you are!  ❜

❛  nobody never told you nothing but lies till i came along!  ❜

❛  i’d turn tail if i were you, kid. ain’t nothin’ here for you but tears.  ❜

❛  to question is to surrender. i will not question.  ❜

❛  they offered you the city… and you refused it. and what did you do instead?  ❜

❛  you saved them. you gave them the one thing that was stolen from them. a chance.  ❜

❛  and what was your reward? you never said. but i think i know… a family.  ❜

❛  would you kindly?  ❜