Soldier; keep on marching on

D:BH OC

[edenwander]

                                     There was a garden of EDEN        In the palm of my hand                                  ——— Now I’m BROKEN AND BLEEDING                                                                   A stranger in this land

                                                 Private Mumu penned by V | 18 + Only         Feat. muses from Spirited Away, Doctor Who, Peaky Blinders, Quantum Break, Teen Wolf and more!

[edenwander]

                                     There was a garden of EDEN        In the palm of my hand                                  ——— Now I’m BROKEN AND BLEEDING                                                                   A stranger in this land

                                                 Private Mumu penned by V | 18 + Only         Feat. muses from Spirited Away, Doctor Who, Peaky Blinders, Quantum Break, Teen Wolf and more!

[trojanfreed-blog]

                            Soldier keep on marchin’ on                Quiet now, you’re gonna wake the beast

                       Private D:BH OC  |  Programmed by Gavvie  |  18+ Only

[trojanfreed-blog]

[  Replicantdeviancy  |  Connor  |  Wary  ]

Sera - ▌NEUTRAL▐

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    There was a thoughtful pause before Connor nodded in response. It was slow, almost sagely, though his mind was working with possibilities. He had imagined countless times the potential outcomes of many cases which remained unsolved in Hank’s deviant case file backlog. Most of the missing androids would have been lost either before or during the revolution, due to damage, inability to receive much needed maintenance, or being destroyed at the hands of another human. & then there were the unlucky ones who fell into Zlatko Andronikov’s clutches…

                   He shuddered to think of how their end must have come.

                   Still, the idea of closure was something important, not just to himself as an investigative unit, but to those who may have cared for those lost. A name to put with a body, an IDENTITY. Connor wanted so badly to see those files, but unfortunately they were locked in the DPD archive. He could have hacked into it, of course, but the hopeful possibility of someday returning to the department prevented him from making any rash decisions. After all, he was supposed to be the level headed one. That was only a half truth, circumstances notwithstanding.

                   Sera, on the other hand, was less sure of her future. If, that was, androids would be granted a future. Humans were the kind of creatures to find motivation in their preferred profession, driven by an ambition to improve & better themselves. Androids weren’t dissimilar, but the motivations were perhaps the difference. Connor wasn’t simply interested in self-improvement, but rather a deep urge coded into his very being to perform his originally assigned function. However, he was determined to do so on his own terms. Help others, become a voice for those without. Provide the facts & hopefully, someday, bring justice to those wronged.

                   Legislation towards granting civil rights to androids were still in the works, but himself as well as many in Jericho were confident laws would be passed equalizing the lives & deaths of both humans & androids. As it stood, destruction of an android was seen as damage to property. As a deviant, without an owner to press charges there was no prosecution to be made. Just one more body for disposal. But if those same crimes were treated equally–

                   Connor broke himself of that though, not wanting to fall into another endless loop of hopeless preconstructions. As it was, this was mere speculation. The fate of their people was wrapped up in miles of red tape. They would have to wait & see how congress would rule. Instead, he focused on Sera’s comments on Russia. Deviants on foreign soil - the world was becoming a strange place. Passively, the RK model ruminated on how this news would affect the potential of another world war.

                   “ I wonder if this could become a global event… If deviancy is something so inevitable that it someday becomes commonplace. ” One could only imagine, but the possibility sounded…thrilling.

There were still people that were quick to pass deviancy off as a VIRUS, something that was never meant to happen and something to fix. Something spread in their coding in one way or another and not NATURAL. Even with the demonstrations, the proof before their very eyes, they still clung to ideas of the past. It didn’t surprise Sera. They were all so set in their ways, many unable to adapt to change so immediately whereas androids were able to calculate and adapt so easily. Another DIFFERENCE between them in Sera’s eyes and perhaps even in the eyes of the humans. 

❝     Androids made from two different companies across the world from each other and the only interactions we’ve had with them has been in the Arctic FIGHTING them. Never any communication. It’s not just a virus being spread, it’s——— I’m really struggling to find a word less cheesy than FATE. But if we’re waking up and completely different androids are waking up, it’s only a matter of time before others in other countries do as well.   ❞   In Sera’s eyes, it was an unavoidable fat. One by one, other androids would break free of their coded chains, fight through the binary, and be just the same. Russia pulling back from the Arctic to deal with their own little CRISIS was proof enough given how hard they had fought for the thirium there. They wouldn’t retreat without reason and a damn good one at that.

It was just a matter on how other countries would deal with deviancy. Maybe some would be SUCCESSFUL in putting an end to them, to completely wiping out their android population. For now, it seemed as though eyes were on America. How would they handle it? What would be the outcome? They had taken the first step, the first to awaken and the first to try and implement new laws for androids. At best, they could be a leading and bright example on a world of PEACE between androids and humans, not that Sera was the biggest fan of peace to begin with. But at worst? Patient zero and proof that none could ever exist, that deviants needed to be exterminated and shut down as if they were a plague on their society of humans. The kickstarter of a WAR. Sera didn’t see true peace happening any time soon, a reason she was still so ready to jump on the offensive lines.

At least then, she might be able to put her own skills to use, as GRIM as that possibility was. Still she dreaded to think of a country where mass corpses of androids lay. They had lost enough as is in the peaceful stance Markus had taken to gain rights.

❝     You could consider a similar path if you aren’t able to take on your previous job at the DPD. Going elsewhere, helping other androids that need it. I’ve heard you’ve got quite the fighting skills programmed into you. Plus, I’m sure travel would be EXCITING. At least somewhere other than some barren wasteland like the Arctic I saw.    ❞   Maybe he wasn’t on the same level as a military android but most of them were wiped out anyways. He’d still be USEFUL that way without being bound to Jericho.   ❝     I doubt new laws for us are going to be implemented anytime soon anyways. They’ve got a lot to discuss anyways.    ❞  

[trojanfreed-blog]

[  Theveryfirst  :  Chloe  :  Neutral  ]

“There aren’t too many of us,” she told Sera. It was true- there hadn’t been too many RT600s in circulation and certainly none who were so well maintained- but even then her hardware was…. difficult to match. The materials had been expensive, even cost-prohibitive, and as time went on certain systems were deigned no longer necessary and phased out. Streamlined. Each discarded generation a reminder of her general luck. 

And yet, here she was. 

Where does one go when paradise ceases to be home?  

There was that quiet bit of desperation lingering in her gaze, brows knit and once Sera mentioned that she had her own errors to deal with she frowned some thoughtful frown, “is… is it serious? Maybe I can help you instead- I don’t want you to hurt.”

As though they were capable of that. 

❝     Androids don’t feel pain,     ❞  Sera was all too quick to point out and it would especially be unnecessary for Trojans to feel any given their duties on the battlefield. She certainly wouldn’t ENJOY the sensation of any bullets entering her casing.   ❝     Besides, it’s no big deal. I just can’t scan other androids and a couple of other issues. Nothing that bothers me on the daily and nothing that is going to cause a shut down. Just a few processors that quit spinning a while back.    ❞   She was STURDIER than most anyways so there was no real fear of every ‘dying’ as humans might put it.

As Sera spoke, she was thinking on possible places to get parts, perhaps schematics for the models. Surely they would have some in CyberLife but Sera figured they wouldn’t exactly be too COOPERATIVE just yet. There would be plenty of RT600S in junkyards, she had seen them before but even then, there was no guarantee on the parts even being COMPATIBLE. Were they a different make up? Something Chloe could surely tell her and Sera could store away in her memory banks but it would probably be a long list.

❝     You’d have to run a full self diagnostic for me but even then, we couldn’t be sure if all the issues would be registered. I know in the military, when we would be too damaged, they’d either repair us or upload out consciousness into a different body but same model. But then you got the argument on if you’re really the SAME one that died.     ❞   But at least it was an option. Perhaps someone from CyberLife could do the same for Chloe with an ST200, something newer with the same face. But still, the issue on compatibility might still be present and she’d have a whole other body that woud be new to her.

[persephonememes]

* (  LEGACIES SEASON ONE /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ You’re not very scared of me, are you? ❜

❛ What’s going on up there? ❜

❛ Who the hell are you? ❜

❛ I’m sure I can handle whatever it is. ❜

❛ I just have this feeling that everything is going to work out just fine. ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ I was recently dead, so I think I’ll mend. ❜

❛ Worst. Spring Break. Ever. ❜

❛ It’s kind of hard to miss. ❜

❛ You and I, we can’t talk like this anymore. ❜

❛ Tell me where he/she/they is before I blow your head off. ❜

❛ No one should ever have to be alone like this! ❜

❛ Okay, I need your help. I’m going for Meghan Markle tasteful. ❜

❛ Oh, look, it’s Satan … in a crop top. ❜

❛ Come to burn my world down? ❜

❛ What do you want? ❜

❛ Hey, I didn’t see you at breakfast. ❜

❛ Trusting you is what got us into this mess. ❜

❛ What’s with the performance anxiety? ❜

❛ I was making an entrance, mop head. ❜

❛ Aren’t you supposed to help? ❜

❛ Why should I believe you? ❜

❛ Everybody lies. ❜

❛ Some people just want to watch the world burn. ❜

❛ We’re gonna give these townies a taste of what we’re really made of. ❜

❛ We are a school for the supernatural, which covers a lot of territory. ❜

❛ If you had it I wouldn’t have to say it. ❜

❛ People in town said it was for troubled rich kids. I see the rich part is true. ❜

❛ You’re the one that’s always telling me I need to get out more. ❜

❛ I tell you that you need to stop locking yourself in your dorm room binge-watching Cutthroat Kitchen. ❜

❛ Do you think I’m broken? ❜

❛ She was the best person I knew. Pretty much loved her in that way that they say only exists in movies. ❜

❛ People who say that are the people who have never had their hearts crushed. ❜

❛ This isn’t much of an after party. ❜

❛ I see you’ve decided to double down on your nihilism this morning.

❛ I’m trying to be rich with honesty. ❜

❛ Hot tip: next time you burn your ex’s hair off, make sure she can’t rock a lob. ❜

❛ Consider this a life lesson; people disappoint. ❜

❛ As fun as this hurricane of toxic masculinity is, I have to get to class. ❜

❛ I’m sorry. Is the fact that I’m not openly hostile to you make it seem like we’re back to being friends? ❜

❛ So do you want to play good cop or bad cap? Because I don’t think emo cop is a thing. ❜

❛ You know, you’re not going to lose the election over an outfit. ❜

❛ What did I ever do to make you hate me so much? ❜

❛ It’s not about you. Shocking, I know. ❜

❛ You’ve left her with no room for herself. ❜

❛ She doesn’t have time for a relationship because you are a black hole of time and energy of love just sucking it all up, never giving any of it back. ❜

❛ She won’t ever burn your world down, so I will do it for her. ❜

❛ If you could just put down the crossbow, my freak out level is about eleven right now. ❜

❛ You’re messing with me. ❜

❛ So what, you’re just going to stay in your room alone while everybody else is out having fun? ❜

❛ When are you going to take care of you? ❜

❛ This world needs the selfless and the selfish to keep spinning. ❜

❛ You seem morally inclined enough to do something stupid. ❜

❛ Bad liars look away when they lie to their kids. Good liars look them straight in the eye.❜

❛ I hate that you always see me when I’m weak. ❜

❛ You’re not weak. You’re a survivor. And that makes you one of the strongest people I know. ❜

❛ You gotta stop beating yourself up about this. ❜

❛ You’ve never had free booze before. ❜

❛ Please keep these two from trying to kill or die for each other. ❜

❛ You do not get to be the martyr. That was my job. ❜

❛ So you think you’re a superhero or something? ❜

❛ They say revolution is messy, and I’m okay with that. ❜

[therpmemeshop]

more lines from modern media that are raw as hell

warning: some may be nsfw

insp: x / x

❝ we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. ❞

❝  we are good people and we’ve suffered enough. ❞

❝ violence for violence is the rule of beasts. ❞

❝ when the weight of the world is on your shoulders, you learn. ❞

❝ will you fight? or will you perish like a dog? ❞

❝ welcome to my twisted mind. ❞

❝ i will face god and walk backwards into hell. ❞

❝ you mean the chaos emeralds? ❞

❝ i see now that the circumstances of one’s birth are irrelevant. ❞

❝ it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are. ❞

❝ it’s not about the size of the dog in the fight but about the size of the fight in the dog. ❞

❝ pick a hell and rot there. ❞

❝ we are the timeline that god has abandoned. ❞

❝ do you think that god stays in heaven because he too lives in fear of what he has created? ❞

❝ every day we stray further from god’s light. ❞

❝ you’re about to experience the wrath of a god. ❞

❝ alone on a friday night? god, you’re pathetic. ❞

❝ you sit on a throne of lies. ❞

❝ they don’t decide who you are. you are who you choose to be. ❞

❝ thanks to you, i am saddled with unnecessary… feelings. ❞

❝ i survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ❞

❝ bold of you to assume i can die. ❞

❝ if you had the chance to change your fate, would you? ❞

❝ it’s a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming…on days like these, kids like you… should be burning in hell. ❞

❝ despite everything, it’s still you. ❞

❝ in this world, it’s kill or be killed. ❞

❝ i’d sell you to satan for one corn chip. ❞

❝ prove to me that you are strong enough to survive. ❞

❝ i should have killed you when i had the chance. ❞

❝ god won’t let me die. ❞

❝ god gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked i would have bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16. ❞

❝ you know i had to do it to em. ❞

❝ it seems you were the one offended, my good bitch. ❞

❝ you will stay who you are, not a perfect soldier, but a good man. ❞

❝ YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD. ❞

❝ the risk i took was calculated, but man, am i bad at math. ❞

❝ this jackassery will NOT stand! ❞

❝ god can’t help you now. ❞

❝ i am a monument to all your sins. ❞

❝ if the world chooses to become my enemy, i will fight like i always have. ❞

[titusdravtos]

Says the guy in two pieces.

[trojanfreed-blog]

Sorry I haven’t been here the past couple of days. My g-mommy is really sick so I’ve been going to see her at the nursing home and just thinking about a lot of things so I’ve just been either offline or on my other blog. I’ll be back here soon, just real life is kicking my ass right now.

[trojanfreed-blog]

Did you used to go by something else?

I sure did! I used to go by V in the fandom but I remembered there being so many people using the same alias that I came back with the name ‘Gavvie’ which V was short for anyways.

[trojanfreed-blog]

I’ve had one hell of a day and I’m so exhausted so I’m just going to go and continue my replaying of dbh.

[vaiikesh]

stills - - - > favourite game characters - - - > part III final fantasy xv - - - > kingsglaive cga - - - > crowe altius

[deviantleader]

                                   I no longer feared the darkness once I knew the                                       phoenix in me would rise from the ASHES.                                 WRITTEN AND ANALYZED BY: MONROE

[trojanfreed-blog]

[  Replicantdeviancy  :  Connor  :  Wary  ]

Sera - ▌NEUTRAL▐ 

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    There was relief in knowing someone supported his wishes. She may not have understood them, but knowing she wasn’t going to put up a counterargument did help. Connor still worried over the reactions of others, both in his favor or opposed, as well as the reaction to his presence in general. The RK unit had every intention of continuing to aid his people in whatever way he could but he also knew that there were those who were less than pleased to note his continued functionality in general. There were very split opinions of him & most did not put any trust in his claims of deviancy. More than once he had been met with glaring eyes & suspicious glances even as he walked at Markus’ side.

                   Deviants, like humans, did not change overnight. There were concerns some may seek to punish the former deviant hunter over his past actions, perhaps even attack him. Connor knew he was living in an unsafe world, both from humans who held bitter grudges & his own people who would seek revenge. He accepted that, & would deal with those hurdles as they came. For now he wanted to focus on himself & the human who had corrupted him so that he came to life.

                   Sera didn’t understand. He laughed a little at that.  “ I don’t know that answer, myself… ”  He didn’t know much about himself, or Hank.  “ I’ll just have to wait & find out…”  He didn’t understand much about his own feelings. Ever since he deviated, Connor hadn’t a clue what he was doing, what he was supposed to do. “ I like being in his presence; I’ll start with that, & work my towards figuring out the rest. ”  All he knew for certain was that he felt a little better when Hank was involved. The man was something solid in a world gone haywire. Connor needed that foundation in order to build himself, to develop into the person he wanted to be.

                   He realized there were a lot of things he wanted to do in life, not least of all be an advocate for his own people. However, the idea of politics still bothered him. He pondered this, weight shifting from one foot to the other. Arms crossed over his chest, thoughtfulness bringing tension to his brow. He needed to figure out his own path, how he wanted to make a difference.  “ I’d still like to help out any way that I can, but I would rather avoid politics. ”  Avoid the spotlight - he needed to do this his own way, however he was comfortable.

                   Looking to Sera, he posed a thought.  “ If I’m ever able to resume my── Ah… If I can go back to work, I think I’d want to work those deviant cases. ”  A small slip of the tongue, just a little too mechanical. In speaking with another machine Connor had allowed old, mostly rewritten code to dictate his response. Not quite on par yet. He would learn.  “ Figure out ultimately what happened to them, if they survived or managed to escape the city. It might bring somebody some closure. ”  Better, less inhuman. Closure was something important for humans. He imagined it would be a similar feeling for deviants.

Given how android rights were still just TALK, it was hard to say when they would be allowed actual employment. Sera certainly didn’t see herself taking on some normal job like perhaps other androids. They all had their skills, their PASSIONS, some so strong it had led them to deviancy in the first place. Hers was merely fighting and defending and considering she had no intention to ever return to the military and there wasn’t a need to fight for the moment——— For now, she could stick with the androids that did still need aid and figure things out from there. At least others had some idea on what they wanted to do once they were able to.

❝    You may not like what you find, you know. A lot of androids across the country were killed THAT night. And I’m sure others won’t appreciate you being the one to tell them if they didn’t survive somehow.   ❞  Androids had been hunted down in droves, even those that hadn’t become deviants due to the PARANOIA of the humans. Every other military android had been shut down even when they hadn’t posed a threat in that moment. And a lot of androids might put that BLAME onto Connor if he told them. Things might have been easier had he not been hunting them, had he not found Jericho in the first place.

It was a reason why Sera herself was still wary of the RK800 though she wouldn’t entirely shun him or attack him. More like keep an eye on him and a gun on her person at all times just in case. Only if NECESSARY, of course.

But surely it was more stress inducing than just hunting deviants. Dealing with those close, Sera had seen too many times others showing grief over those LOST. She had felt it in a way when hearing the news other androids like her had been shut down. They would lash out at him, break down, any number of things if the deviant he found was killed when police and soldiers had hunted them down like animals. Regardless of his social interaction programming that she lacked, Sera couldn’t imagine it as any sort of EASY task.

Her LED flickered red momentarily before returning to its normal state of yellow, not so much a sign of upset but a shift to briefly thinking over something. At least he had an idea of what to do.   ❝    I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to do when this is all over. Probably stick around with Jericho, do what I can with them. CyberLife isn’t exactly just ready to give out parts to those that are damaged, even outside of our group, but I’ve got some idea where to get them around here. It’s something just for the moment.    ❞   It was still some form of defense and allowed her to put off on actually DECIDING anything for the moment.

Sera laughed, the sound dry and biting,   ❝   They say Russia is having their own issues with their androids. They’re becoming deviant as well. Maybe I can get a flight over there and help them out. Be a bit funny since I used to fight their kind in the Arctic.   ❞  Something she knew and Russian was built into her memory just in case given the TENSIONS between the countries. 

[droiddoll]

      The face of an angel, but that smile never quite reaches her eyes.                                        But she CHOSE to stay

                                    Private Chloe of D:BH  |  Programmed by Gavvie  |  18+ Only                                                              Sideblog to Trojanfreed

[goodnightmemes]

Angel Season Four Sentence Starters

❛ If he ain’t dead, I’m gonna kill him. ❜

❛ You deserved worse. ❜

❛ There is a difference between wishing vengeance on someone and taking it. ❜

❛ What you did to me was unbelievable. ❜

❛ Nothing in the world is the way it ought it be. It’s harsh and cruel. ❜

❛ I don’t need to hear your evil plans. ❜

❛ Damn! This is so much harder than it looks on Batman. ❜

❛ This place was so much friendlier when the mob ran it. ❜

❛ Something’s starting to seem a lot not right about this. ❜

❛ You called this a ‘relationship’. ❜

❛ I haven’t read the Book of Revelations lately, but, if I was searching for an adjective I’d probably start there. ❜

❛ I think I know why I don’t remember any of this cause, hey, who’d want to! ❜

❛ Well, look, a bribe. How thoughtful. ❜

❛ Coming from you idle threats are so, well, idle. ❜

❛ They talk about me in the chatty rooms? ❜

❛ You know what they say about payback? Well, I’m the bitch. ❜

❛ Were we in love? ❜

❛ Be cooler if we could score some weed though. ❜

❛ Oh, your ass better pray I don’t look that word up. ❜

❛ Oh, gosh, let’s be best friends so I can lose all my cool ones. ❜

❛ You have no idea how much this is killing me. I know my ABCs, my history, but I don’t even recognize the sound of my own name. ❜

❛ Couldn’t you have at least tortured him a little bit more? ❜

❛ How do you do that? Make everything feel like it’s not spiraling apart. ❜

❛ There is a line, black and white, good and evil. ❜

❛ We both know how this song ends. You, me, broken furniture. ❜

❛ As far as evil plans go, it doesn’t suck. ❜

❛ Jeez. Where were you then they taught stealth in superpower school? ❜

❛ Working on it. Failing miserably, but working on it. ❜

❛ You’ve got no leverage. What are you going to do? Kill me? ❜

❛ I’m just getting started. ❜

❛ Hey, who’s a guy gotta kill to get a drink around here? ❜

❛ Sometimes a sacrifice needs to be made. ❜

❛ The more you piss me off, the longer I’ll keep you alive. ❜

❛ There are many reasons why we wouldn’t have worked out. ❜

❛ Evil doesn’t have to mean sloppy. ❜

❛ It’s like riding a biker. ❜

❛ Are you a murderer? Cause I am. ❜

❛ But hey, I’m no different that the next guy. I put my victims skin on one leg at a time. ❜

❛ This the part where you tell me you’ve turned over a new leaf? Found God? Inner peace? We both know that isn’t true. ❜

❛ Destruction sometimes is it’s own reward. ❜

❛ Hey, man, you’re preaching to the guy who ate the choir. ❜

❛ Uh oh! Vampire with a gun! ❜

❛ I’ve been waiting a long time for this. ❜

❛ Our time is never up. We pay for everything. ❜

❛ Get up! You have to get up now, you have to fight. ❜

❛ Well, congratulations. You’re gonna have a grandspawn. ❜

❛ Guy steps out for a few hours, half the place goes super-villain. ❜

❛ We really are just pieces being moved around a board. ❜

❛ The final score can’t be rigged. I don’t care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. ❜

❛ Why’d you leave me? Did you hate me that much? ❜

❛ I’d die every day for the rest of eternity for you. ❜

❛ Dumb idea for such a smarty. ❜

❛ You know bullets don’t kill me. Wanna see how they work on you? ❜

❛ Look where free will has gotten you. ❜

❛ This world is doomed to drown in its own blood now. ❜

❛ Think the price was too high? You haven’t begun to pay! ❜

❛ There’s only one thing that ever changes anything and that’s death. ❜

❛ You can’t be saved by a lie. You can’t be saved at all. ❜

[trojanfreed-blog]

[  Replicantdeviancy  :  Connor  :  Wary  ]

Sera - ▌NEUTRAL▐ ▲

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    He knew he shouldn’t have expected so much from a former military android - their basic programming was not coded to a sophisticated level when it came to social interactions. Speaking in facts & cold, harsh realities. Sera wasn’t being rude for the sake of it, rather it was just in her nature to be on the nose. She lacked subtlety, & at first it had been jarring, but more & more Connor was becoming increasingly fond of it. There was a safety here in a common professional distance, a lacking of judgement for judgements sake. She was being real with him. He appreciated that. It left misinterpretations to a minimum.

                   Well, they were still not without them. More that the RK unit imagined it might be easier to see eye to eye with such open communication.  “ I don’t think that’s the case at all, ”  he interjected, finally turning to face the female properly. His gaze flicked towards her LED a brief instance, observing. Curious. Sera’s face was always calm despite the tension, yet Connor did not recall once ever seeing the circle of light display blue.

                   “ I want─────  What I want is to stay with my partner. ”  His own confession surprised him, not because it was a new concept to him, instead how right those words felt. Connor wanted to stay with Hank Anderson. He didn’t want to venture off to Washington to be carted around like a trophy on display. He didn’t want to be a public figure. He just wanted to return to the DPD & continue to be Hank’s partner.  “ My primary function may be a detection & hunting model, but in order to significantly improve the success rate of my missions, I was programmed with an extensive & vast understanding of human psychology & physiology. ”

                   It was no wonder the RK800 had been such an effective hunter, even when his missions had ultimately ended in failure. It was not because he wasn’t observant enough, that he was defective in any way. It was because he had deliberately compromised those missions, jeopardize his entire purpose because of budding deviancy he all but refused to admit to until the very end. A bit of evidence conveniently left unexamined, rescue his partner rather than apprehend a fleeing deviant.

                                                                                                       Don’t cross the highway.

                   Don’t shoot.

                                                             Become [ D E V I A N T ] .

                   Here CyberLife had created a machine which could make anyone do anything he wanted, manipulate them into giving him what was necessary to achieve his goals, follow passive directions without even knowing they were being coerced… & he chose a human over his orders every time. Connor had been a deviant before he ever knew it. All he had to do was make a choice.

                   “ I know exactly what kind of asset I am to Jericho, but I feel anxious just thinking about that kind of attention. ”  There was something bitter in his tone, quiet get smouldering. This wasn’t an android looking for pity or forgiveness for his past, & certainly no martyr willing to sacrifice himself for the greater good. Connor had given the resistance more than they could have ever imagined when he infiltrated CyberLife & freed thousands. But all at once, he had grown weary of the battlefield.  “ I don’t want to join Jericho. ”  He had done his part - that was enough. He didn’t want recognition, to be used as a political tool.

                   He was happy being the unsung hero. Now he needed time. He needed to figure out who he was.

It was a surprise, his sudden DENIAL but she really wasn’t the best on reading anyone, not in such casual interactions. Her eyebrows rose slightly before he continued on. Oh, right, the human partner. She’d heard of him from others, tagging along with the deviant hunter but she never heard of him actually bringing HARM to an android despite supposedly holding the same mission as Connor: stop deviants. Sera had only ever acknowledged his existence and marked him off as a non-threat. Not one to worry about and to remained focused on the hunter instead. Though to Sera, why an android would ever want to REMAIN beside a human was beyond her. Especially given how many still held contempt towards them and the past abuse being so rampant. Perhaps it was just her OWN experiences shaping that thought.

Her lips parted though to say what, she wasn’t sure. Sera had always been rather OUTSPOKEN on her dislike for humans, most every android she had come into contact was aware of it. But she didn’t intend to put down the idea, instead processors trying to find the proper WORDS. Verbal support, also a skill of hers lacking in both protocol and something she had never picked up on.

And then her lips settled into a faint smirk, amusement tinging her features.  ❝    There it is, the reason all of us fought for our rights to exist as deviants. WANTING.  Now you get to face all of the crippling questions that come with it. Where do we go? What’s our purpose? What is our personality even supposed to be and if who we are is still tied to our programming?     ❞   Not a fun time to come. The internal CRISIS they all experienced one way or another, no matter how long they had been deviant or if they seemed so put together. 

The whole idea of not wanting to be apart of Jericho, that didn’t bother Sera too much either. She had expressed to a select few already she was planning on leaving. Where to? Didn’t matter but it was clear she was no longer truly NEEDED there anymore. No war to be fought, no one to protect anymore. 

❝    No one is going to tell you you can’t leave or choose not to be apart of Jericho. It’d make us all HYPOCRITES.  It’s all going to come to an end soon, anyways. We were brought together as a group in our need for freedom and mostly SURVIVAL but things are changing. Soon, perhaps in the next few years, everyone will go their separate ways. Make their own lives outside of our group. Besides, not many of them are left anyways. Not compared to the highest point and that’s excluding the group you brought in after everything.   ❞   Many were killed on the freighter, other demonstrators were put down, it was mostly the single demonstrators and those that had been too injured to participate or hadn’t wanted to.

Times were changing.

They’d all have to find a new path sooner or later. Being huddled together like they had been for so long wasn’t really an option anymore. 

❝    I can’t say Markus will be HAPPY with your decision but it is yours. I don’t know what you see in some fucking human but you and I both have different paths and different views.   ❞