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@5mind
『 FIVE FINGERS ON THE SAME HAND, MECHANICAL SQUADRON FIVEMIND 』
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[🔌|| Fivemind ] [🦂|| Antares ] [🧊|| Coldsnap ]
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[ 🪼 ] - sender finds receiver floating face down in the water
// What if it's @owlvoice finding Antares? ;)
[ 🪼 ] - sender finds receiver floating face down in the water
Average-looking men floating face down in your local rivers? It's more likely than you think!
Whatever injury that had knocked him out had already healed. However, regeneration — especially one that had to be done quickly to prevent infection or further damage — really takes a lot out of a person. Antares was barely keeping himself conscious as he allowed the slow flow of the stream to carry him.
He'd been considering just letting himself drown so he wouldn't have to show his face at work the next day (or ever) when he registered the presence of another through the haze of pain.
He held his breathe and continued his corpse-in-the-water act.
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Send, "What the hell is that!?" for receiver to have a bug on them!
oh no i will lose my !
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was thinking its still a lil funny that fivemind somehow has developed some form of masochism despite not being able to actually feel touch let alone pain in the same way most living things do (they just get off on their processor stalling from being overwhelmed with damage reports. wish i was making a joke post here but im not) but then i remembered they also have a Thing for spandex suits and they can't even wear pants
SOPPING WET SCENARIOS ( add + inv for the scenario to be inversed )
[ ☂️ ] - sender finds receiver without an umbrella and it's raining heavy
[ 🌂 ] - neither sender nor receiver are in possession of an umbrella and it's raining heavy
[ 🚪 ] - sender shows up at receiver's door soaking wet
[ 🏠 ] - both parties are stuck at either party's home due to a heavy storm
[ 🧽 ] - both parties have to clean up after a storm
[ 🔍 ] - sender finds the receiver trying to find something that has been lost in a body of water
[ 🚗 ] - sender finds the receiver and their vehicle impeded by heavy weather
[ 🏊♂️ ] - both parties go swimming
[ 🌊 ] - sender has to rescue receiver from almost drowning
[ 🚿 ] - sender walks in on receiver taking a shower
[ 🚽 ] - sender walks in on receiver taking a piss
[ 🏝 ] - both parties are stranded on an islet
[ 🪼 ] - sender finds receiver floating face down in the water
"I am aware that the 'smash' part of 'smash or pass' is not to be taken literally but... if it was, I would rather be the one being smashed...perhaps."
"Maybe not irreparably though." They do have a baby bird to take care of and a city to protect and all that.
Smash or Pass!! M. Bison. For whoever has the loudest reaction to this premise
Send Smash or Pass + a name and my muse will say if they would smash or pass on that person.
It's an immediate "Pass" from Fivemind, speaking through Red One. Look they appreciate an older man as much as the next person but everything else about this man was a deal breaker.
On the other hand....
"Smash. But pass if I find myself working for him," Antares chimes in. "Sorry. Professional boundaries, y'know how it is."
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meanwhile Kelvin wondering if, now that Scrapbook is settling in as a local hero, he could pick up a hobby or something
they werent kidding abt school preparing u for The Real World because all that pissing i did for an assignment has really primed me for....pissing into a plastic cup for health checkups
"Hey, hey! Scrapbook here!"
"Does anyone have Fivemind's landline or something? I've only got Yellow's mobile and...uh....he's been putting me on read."
The subject of mortality, especially of their own, was one that occasionally pushed itself to the forefront of Fivemind's processor. Lately, however, it was a subject that lingered longer than the machine would have liked.
It wasn't easy to not think of it. Especially not now when their cameras were locked on the damaged body of their pink unit sprawled out on a workbench. It had been two against two — Pink and Green versus Antares and his client of the week, Mad Golfer.
A split second distraction, visual input from an uninvolved unit, was all it took for the scorpion-like cyborg to ram a golf cart, souped up to the point of being barely a cart, into their pink ranger.
Were their processor itself slowing down? Were they starting to lose their touch?
Perhaps... but perhaps not. They had come out victorious in the end, but not without their green ranger getting severely battered from both bodyslamming into a 'golf cart' and having chunks of torn-up earth lobbed at them by the villainous golfer.
They'd have to fix him up next. Did they even have the parts for that?
How long could they keep this up?
All this time, they'd relished the glimpses of their own mortality in the error messages and damage reports relayed to their CPU from their units' processors. The fact that they could die had made them feel alive (they were alive, right ?) and they had welcomed it as long as the realisation came in small bursts that could be patched back up with duct tape and denial.
But that was when 'death' as they understood it for themself had seemed like a distant possibility far beyond the horizon.
They'd felt like this before though. Decades ago. Back when they had failed to fix themself up time and time again in relative obscurity. They could have rotted away alone back then, slowly but painlessly.
They didn't want that. Not then and not now.
If they had to go it should be quick. It should hurt (what did it even mean to hurt?). That was how it was supposed to go. To go in any manner otherwise scared them.
Maybe they should start working on a self-destruct button.
considering for the emotional needs of others is still not something that comes intuitively to fivemind btw, it's not that they don't care but it sure can come off like that sometimes
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Fivemind, do you have any plans for Chirptune when you’re gone? She’s just a baby bird……….
"Yes, I do."
"Assuming that we will not cease functioning so soon, we intend to have her upgraded, if she wished, to sturdier hardware. We have been making gradual adjustments whenever we perform maintenance on her, in fact."
"If we...are to perish prematurely... the most we can do is leave behind what we know for her to download into her systems by her own means. I am...unsure if she would be able handle it, however. I should work on that."
The subject of mortality, especially of their own, was one that occasionally pushed itself to the forefront of Fivemind's processor. Lately, however, it was a subject that lingered longer than the machine would have liked.
It wasn't easy to not think of it. Especially not now when their cameras were locked on the damaged body of their pink unit sprawled out on a workbench. It had been two against two — Pink and Green versus Antares and his client of the week, Mad Golfer.
A split second distraction, visual input from an uninvolved unit, was all it took for the scorpion-like cyborg to ram a golf cart, souped up to the point of being barely a cart, into their pink ranger.
Were their processor itself slowing down? Were they starting to lose their touch?
Perhaps... but perhaps not. They had come out victorious in the end, but not without their green ranger getting severely battered from both bodyslamming into a 'golf cart' and having chunks of torn-up earth lobbed at them by the villainous golfer.
They'd have to fix him up next. Did they even have the parts for that?
How long could they keep this up?
All this time, they'd relished the glimpses of their own mortality in the error messages and damage reports relayed to their CPU from their units' processors. The fact that they could die had made them feel alive (they were alive, right ?) and they had welcomed it as long as the realisation came in small bursts that could be patched back up with duct tape and denial.
But that was when 'death' as they understood it for themself had seemed like a distant possibility far beyond the horizon.
They'd felt like this before though. Decades ago. Back when they had failed to fix themself up time and time again in relative obscurity. They could have rotted away alone back then, slowly but painlessly.
They didn't want that. Not then and not now.
If they had to go it should be quick. It should hurt (what did it even mean to hurt?). That was how it was supposed to go. To go in any manner otherwise scared them.
Maybe they should start working on a self-destruct button.
