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@warnymphs
independent , mutuals - only ( 21 + ) original character 𝙰𝙳𝚁𝙼𝙳𝙰 - 𝟶𝟶𝟷 - adaptable in the STAR WARS , MCU , & CYBERPUNK verse . influenced by blade runner (1982) & metropolis (1927) / created by kittie ( she / her ) est. 2022 .
𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙳 / 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃 / 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚁
𝙰𝙴𝚂. / 𝚃𝙰𝙶𝚂 / 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴
𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 : 4
𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙵𝚃𝚂 : 15
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@gurrillero sent to prompt : " your life is stolen . "
» prompt :open!
𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙶 as he spoke them , sinking through her wiring and weighing down on the nuts and bolts that comprised her . her mouth tasted of rust and synthetic fluids , her skin felt of silicone . everything felt - felt - not as she had hoped . delicate digits over her arms as though pretending she could feel the heat of life radiating from them . as though she could feel the pulsing of a heart beat through her veins . oxygen traveling through the inflation and deflation of lungs -
as her fingers grasped , she felt nothing . she was nothing .
the droid swallow hard at the air , mimicry -
“ no , no this is mine .” voice cracked , or possibly a glitch as mahogany hues remained locked at his face . As though the more she tried to pull away , the heavier she became . “ i am mine , i am no one else’s.” even she found herself struggling to speak such a lie . her vision clouded , and now cassian stood before her as nothing but a blur as she struggled to find the words to speak .
mine .
no one else’s .
the droid’s body trembled as she breathed , grasping for reassurance . “ my life is mine . . right ?”
@jaigalorad sends to prompt : “ you can't buy security . “
» prompt :open!
“ 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴 ,” the droid cooed , her lips curling upwards . it was silly to say the meda felt herself understanding such , yet a twinge of self - confidence seemed to bubble within her still . her systems did not struggle to find context or meaning in his words , lost to rummage through file after file to understand . security of oneself , of one’s home - meant nothing if that hope faded . when all the fight left in you snuffed into nothing but a cloud of smoke . “ still , is it not reckless to let such blind you ? “
Meda turned to him , still soft as she approached . perhaps they had all gotten quite used to her questions while being there . thankfully , they had toned down in the span of the last several weeks during their travels . with her hands locked behind her back , she approached, but more so to simply pace that perimeter of the deck .
“ do you ever worry that the hope they cling to could be what destroys them ? “
@acharnemcnt sends prompt : " greatness is a transitory experience, it is never consistent."
» prompt :open!
𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚈 for meda to keep steady during such commotions , the blasts from the rebel fighters caused her to place a hand on the counter beside her . it did not last long , thankfully , before the galaxy fell still again , but she found herself braced even long after as though at any moment it would happen again ; or perhaps now she simply expected it . the atmosphere of the new order left that impression , even to someone as closed as a droid . a human side of her , she hoped , but did not rely on . it was the sort of atmosphere that left you choking , as though your collar fit a bit too snug for comfort . once her systems stabilized , she was able to rest upwards again .
if it wasn’t for the fact of his vein ever so gently throbbing on the side of his neck , meda would of suspected armitage of being one himself - though , his anger would betray such a notion . a subtle flickering of a flame on a black backdrop , he combed it back as though to mute it, as though he so desperately wanted to be seen , yet tucked himself back .
she had not come here for him , no . pink locks covered in an ebony hair module , dawning the same attire . clean cut and sharp in appearance. a well thought disguise , she hoped .
the droid found her attention flickering over to the male , attention tilted as he spoke . as though he could sense the tension in her shoulders , her systems locking up to keep her from toppling . the words cut sharp against the stagnant air around him. was self doubt that noticeable on her face ? more human like , she felt herself softly smirking .
“ I admire your confidence . You do not seem easily shaken by defeat nor the possibility of it . “
i know it’s no longer munday , but y’all -
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i’m so happy right now 😭😭😭😭😭
my life would be easier if i queued my replies instead but NOOOOooOoOo .
crimson lips curl. in the dim, yellow light, perfect incisors catch and glimmer— not a threat, per-say, not for her anyways. or was it an ‘it’? under the table, pienna shakes her long leg impatiently.
❛ i don’t really care how you get it, ❜ her voice is hushed, a light trill to her tone. ❛ just get it. i’m downright sick of that slimy, petulant s’tek waving his pathetic— ❜ she falls silent abruptly, cutting herself off with a terse sip of her waning wine. for a moment, her green gaze is luminescent, reflecting the dingy overhead lamps.
❛ i’ll double your usual rate for anything on his personal activities. something for leverage. but only if it’s usable. ❜
﹟ — @warnymphs ♥
𝙼𝙴𝙳𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 , yet could not seem to peel their eyes from her . slender build against sharpened tongue , it coiled its way through her interface and took hold. dare she say she found her quite fascinating ? fear instilled , familiarly , in the face of beasts or hateful man - but no . pienna’s voice loomed smoky , a hand forming amidst to take hold of your throat and pull you in . not because you want to , but because she demands it so . dampened finger pressed to the rim of a wine glass , soothed deep by her tone . perhaps , meda thought to herself , i could be like her some day .
a fear so empowering she nearly envied it - and for the first time , the droid felt small before her .
“ credits are of no concern to me , i assure you , ma’am . i will handle matters until you are satisfied . “ it had not been her first in depth , undercover task . it would take just moments to switch her settings to the desired traits to appeal to the target . men were much easier to read than they believed themselves to be , a book peeled open when a smile interested them . what was power when a woman could topple your entire foundation with a single glance ?
“ what can you tell me about him ? “
CARE STARTERS
@warnymphs asked:
‘ PATCH. ‘ - [ my ] muse starts to bandage [ yours. ]
my muse as in me , wasn’t sure if it was confusing or not .
His life has always been a dangerous one. Especially ever since the Clone Wars started. After that, it had been a string of battles and hoping he survived, while accepting that it wasn’t a certainty.
That still didn’t make the inevitable injuries enjoyable.
“I’m okay.” He says with a (slightly strained) smile, though he does hold still to let her work. No need to complicate things. (No need, either, to cause her any offense. He was glad for the rest, much as his drive told him to get up again as soon as possible. Get your energy back now, use it later.)
“Once you’ve got this wrapped,” he nods to his leg, “can I ask you to check on my men? It would be much easier for me to rest if I knew they were alright.”
𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵𝙸𝚂𝙷 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂 OF IT ? of course , the idea of war engrained into her hard drive left a sour taste tucked to the back of her throat , it was never about that ; something she still could not understand the meaning of . perhaps her mind had began to become much too kind , much too engraved in the meddlings of humans and the matters she could not quite grasp . war , no matter how much she knew , she really did not know. many stepping through the doors , battered and beaten . what would PIRE think of their bot if they could see her now ? her excitement did not come from the situation , no . no , it came from gentle hands pressed to wounds , bandages wrapped and bodies lifted to safety .
it was easy to kneel beside the jedi once she caught sight of him , effortlessly pulling antiseptics and gauze from the bag assigned to her . mechanical motions worked effortlessly , pausing to look up at him reassuring her . systems scanned , he would be alright . a minor flesh wound in comparison , but still .
“ please , allow me . infection could spread if not properly cared for , “ though choppy in vocals , her tone was still soothing and sweet as hands weaved and wrapped the bandage tightly to keep any outside entities out while it healed . meda noticed as his muscles tensed , though he simply kept saying her was alright . human reassurance ? it was clear it was tender , though she tried not to wrack her systems too much in an attempt to understand just a mannerism.
with his request , meda gave him a nod , rising from her place . “ of course , sir . would you like me to fetch you perhaps something for you pain first ? “
“Have you seen a lightsaber? I think I left it…around here. Obi-Wan is going to kill me.” Anakin is a little stressed - it’s not his first lightsaber loss and likely won’t be his last but his Master will not be impressed. It’s a crowded club where they’d followed their mark and he’d hoped to retrieve it before Obi-Wan noticed he’d slipped away. He looks around and of course, does not see it, before his gaze lands on the pretty woman he’d been speaking to.
starter for @warnymphs
𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝚅𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴𝚂 had nearly become a hobby for meda , attention perked as she weaved her way into the club . had it been her first ? not entirely , but the subtle glow of the ambient lighting and the chattering of others pulled her in - tugged at the proverbial leash bound to her throat that she so hastily obeyed . darkened hues scanned across the perimeter , noting each and every face she caught glimpses of in passing . it wasn’t until she heard a voice beside her , and a subtle brush against her shoulder , did she avert her gaze onto the boy .
lightsaber ? twitchy movements soon relieved themselves as curious pink locks tilted .
“ i apologize , i cannot say i have . would you like me to assist you ? “ the mannerisms of humans had not quite dawned on her yet , still calculating in approach except for the subtle tug on her bottom pout .
You think the grief will make you smaller inside, like your heart will collapse in on itself, but it doesn’t.
WESTWORLD S1E4 - Dissonance Theory
just existing
confession time : i’ve been writing online for a while , a long while . i’ve bounced platforms from msn to myspace to various forums . funny enough , star wars was the first verse i ever got into (a cathar girl and her brother) when i was twelve . when i still had dial up internet , and crudely cut out pixelated pictures of sebulba on my bedroom wall .
most platforms , the star wars verse is practically non existent . the few who write are selective , ocs are looked over . hype would rise with the release of every movie only to drop RIGHT back down after a month .
i was skeptical coming back to tumblr , especially since i’ve fallen into the niche of really loving horror / psychological pieces . while most of my writing dealt with the inner workings of the mind mixed in with junji ito-esque body horror , i was worried that writing softer characters would not be well received .
truthfully , out of all the platforms i’ve explored with star wars (i even ran an entire group from 2015 - 2020 ) , you all have been the most amazing. each of you is so welcoming to canon , to OC , to people just learning , and those who know everything there is . everyone I’ve had the chance to speak to has been so kind , so creative , and overall just absolutely encouraging and supportive of everyone . i can truthfully say this has been the most diverse , most creative group i’ve had the pleasure of meeting. & now tbh , i’m really happy that i came back .
so thank you. all of you .
so starting around 2/8 , my activity may drop just a tad bit . everything is fine , i promise ; it is just a new mmo is coming out for US release around then . i tend to hyper focus on things like this ; BUT , if anyone would like , i can stream it for them over on my discord if you ever want to watch me embarrass myself . i don’t mind !
though if anyone here is also hopping on the lost ark train , let me know so we can run together !
@warnymphs
!!!!!! I WASn’T EXPECTING THIS AND NOW I’M WHEEZIBNGDHFIUCRDEH
>> 𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙶 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚁𝚈 : 𝟶𝟶𝟷 .
𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 . . . 𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 . . .
𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙴 that the programmers and engineers at PIRE designed meda to be conveniently talented at many tasks . considered high - tech and modern day geishas or escorts of some sort , this line of droids was released for the idea of entertainment & pleasure . able to be selected through an extensive catalogue of desirable features from the client , one could create a droid perfect for any occasion . from vocals , to musical talents , to art - she was meant to do it all . so when it came to the idea of human interactions and her newly - blooming free will , meda finds it rather uncomfortable to be good at things . one of the things she notices with humans is that even though they are not good at certain tasks , they can still enjoy them . as someone put to her “ the act of trying to perfect is what makes it fun . “ meda will oftentimes simmer down her programming not only to make others uncomfortable , but she believes that it makes her closer to human than she was before . she wants those flaws , those imperfections . she wants to pretend she is also climbing the same steep hill , even if it is just pretending . you could even say the same for her looks , something she adapted to on her own that honed in on little imperfections in others she found quite beautiful. as terrible as humans can be , she is still easy fascinated by them & their knack of cradling imperfections .
