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Claire Keane

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Itâs the year 2050.
Youâve been dying for a change in scenery, you have heard from a couple of people that there are multiple places you can go to, but what really got your attention was one place. Your friend of a friend of a friend of a doctor suggested the beautiful island city of Astoria. Lush forests and blue waters surround the grandiose skyscrapers that kiss the sky. Regardless of your circumstances, you find yourself buying your ticket, packing up what your own, and following where your heart takes you.Â
What could go wrong?
If you look too closely, youâll see that the politics are corrupt, the sectors are fragmented, and everything might not be what it seems.
Looks like if you arenât at the top of the food chain then youâre screwed. You better choose wisely where you live and work or else things might be harder for you.
DiscursoRPG, is a 15+ multi-fandom, futuristic utopian, semi-closed RP group. Weâre located on Tumblr AND Discord.
[my old rp group closed, so I am now affiliated with @discursorpg! Please check out the group if you have time and are looking for a technological, futuristic dystopian story! In any case, all posts will now be set in the city of Astoria, and all previous posts are no longer my canon verse. Thank you!]

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Mettatonâs Glambots: a subversive subculture
  This semester, I had the pleasure of taking a class at my university called âSubversive Cultures and Performanceâ that allowed me to explore and create a new subversive subculture. Of course, with the opportunity to choose ANYTHING, I chose Mettaton, and centered around his âGlambots.â  Below you will find an in-depth analysis of what Mettatonâs subculture would be like in todayâs society. Enjoy! If you have any further questions or would like to exchange ideas, please message me!
â§ăťďž: *â§ Mettaton and Takumi Mood Board â§ăťďž: *â§
âI promise.â
Send me âWithin Youâ for your muse to be the demon possessing my museâs body.
Send âWithin Meâ for the opposite!
so you think you can dance? âŞ
banana-nut-boi:
When Mettaton came to him, it was a dream come true. Obviously he would have to see him because of his rising popularity. But just seeing his idol, it was magical. Lenâs heart skipped and raced and bounced all over, his words werenât smooth at all and his hands were shaking. The boy was the definition of âStar Struckâ.Â
âIâm t-trying!â He struggled out, eyes narrowed and breathing unsteady. He raised his arms and glared at the reflection of himself in the mirror, angles were off, foot wasnât high enough.Â
Metta promised him time together and this was it, he was training him for the day so to speak. The young idol immedietly smirked and ranted on about dancing coming, âAlmost naturally!â However this wasnât coming as natural as he would normally have liked.Â
âJust what kind of fucking danceââ Len cursed up a storm in his mind, arching his back and kicking his leg out. His form was shaky, not strong and poised like the older idol.Â
Why isnât he able to catch on so quickly with this routine? He sneered at his reflection and calculated the timing correctly, was it the angles of his leg? His arms? He knew the dance, he knew the song. But his form, it wasnât perfect, it wasnât exact.
Mettaton watched the younger boy struggle, laughing as he rolled his hips to the tune, the moves coming to him easier than he remembered. This dance had taken him a while to learn too, but he definitely wasnât going to go easy on Len. He always held the most promising idols to a higher standard, and if Len wanted to rise to greatness as he did, he was going to have to push.
âTry a bit harder and we can take a break!â he laughed, twirling and clapping in time with the music. He kept his eyes on the mirror, but he was watching Len fumble with the dance, struggling to keep up with the timing of the fast paced song. It was a remix of his most popular song of all time, Death by Glamour.
âCome on, you want to get those numbers up donât you?â

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so you think you can dance? âŞ
@banana-nut-boiâ
  Mettaton twirled, sticking out his leg and arching his back as he gave Len a big smile. His eyes readjusted as he focused on the mirror, keeping his form as he gyrated to the music. He had promised the younger idol that heâd spend some time with him and show him the ropes, though it wasnât really fair that he started off with teaching him one of his most difficult dance routines.
  He liked Len Kagamine, he really did. The kid had good drive, a good desire to win, and a really charming personality. He had just one glaring character flaw.
  The kid was cocky as hell, and Mettaton could tell that it was going to be the means to his destruction.
âAlright Len, come on! Keep up! You want to hit S someday donât you?â he breathed, dancing alongside the other to the music.
  He knew the routine was hard, but he had to bring the younger idol down to earth. He was getting overly confident, and it was starting to show. And Mettaton knew that a hard training session with the rosterâs #1 idol was just what the blond needed to sober up.
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They had talked a few times about meeting up in the hospital, but none of them ever really did anything. When Takumi finally got his wheelchair, he wanted to surprise Mettaton with a visit.
Before he could get across the room to the door, Mettaton walked in.
âOh! I was just about to go to you!â he said, slowly wheeling up to him. âI got my chair!â
âLook at you!â he smiled, his eyes lighting up as his eyes scanned over Takumiâs new chair. It was better than seeing him stuck in bed, unable to move or do anything for himself. This was going to give him a lot more freedom, and theyâd be able to do more things together with him in the chair.
âWanna go for a walk? Itâll be good therapy to get used to my new arm.â
âAll That Glittersâ photographed by Mikey Asanin for Nylon December 2016
Beauty Editor: Jade T. Hair: Joseph Maine Makeup: Clara Rae
umeboshii:
      She wasnât laughing along. It was genuine advice coming from her. She took in a deep breath, letting it out loudly. âMettaton. Iâm not joking.â Her tone was serious. She hated being the bearer of bad news at times, but she had to do her job.
        âEver since the scandals have broken out, your numbers have a fallen. Not enough to rip you out of your top spot, but enough where you need to take a step back and look at a large picture. We are asking you to take time off to delay that album. Releasing it now will go one of two ways. It sells well only because of this scandal, or it sells terribly. While I am not doubting your talents, putting it out there right now is risky. Therefore, weâve made a decision to have it delayed on your behalf.â
       God, the silence only made this worse. She set her chocolate on her lap. âYou still have to get used to your new arm. If we release your CD, you will have too much work and not enough time to heal. Though it is entirely my fault for your prosthetic being destroyed, we ask that you cooperate with us on this.â
Mettatonâs heart plummeted. Of course his numbers dropped.
He shouldâve expected this. He shouldâve known.
â...how far have my numbers fallen? Is it going to be...recoverable? After I get out of this damn prison....â he clenched his fist metallic fingers, grating against each other as he increased the pressure. He was angry at himself.Â
âTaking a break is the last thing I need right now...I need to be working to get my numbers back up...but I guess I donât have much of a choice...do I?â he didnât even try to hide the disappointment crawling from the pit of his stomach. He felt sick, like his world was crumbling around him. His fame, his fans, his status as an idol was all he had.
And one mistake was sending that all spiraling into the ground.

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sonhos-omnicos:
There he was, settled at the end of his seat and ready to witness the show, and the next moment it seemed he was being pulled into the show.Â
Mettaton had entered the stage, and Lucioâs smile grew slightly larger as he lifted a brow. They hadnât been lying when they spoke of how⌠sparkly the other was. Mettaton had style, there was no doubt to that. Every moment appeared flippant and yet planned, and as Lucio joined the crowd in their applause the star drank it up.
It was a perk to sit to close so that he could see the details of the Idol and he looked forward to watching - but the star could see his own face clearly enough too.Â
As Lucio was recognized, at once he decided to play along. Blinking away the sudden light in his face, he gracefully stood and lifted a hand to greet the applause for the âsurprise guestâ and directly addressed Mettaton up on the stage.
âWoo, I donât know if I can live up to an introduction like that! I thought Iâd pay your little show a visit and see what all the fuss was about and maybe spice things up a bit.âÂ
Placing his hands upon his hips, he gave a cheeky wink before continuing on playfully. âGotta say Metta, I can already see why your ratings are so high, you are rocking that outfit.âÂ
âOh daaaarling! You flatter me!â he giggled, his earring swinging back and forth as he tilted his head back to laugh. His outfit tonight was like his outfits most other nights. Tight, glimmering black leggings, a glittery pink suit jacket, and his signature hot pink boots that rang out across the stage with every stride.Â
Once he walked over to Lucio, he wrapped his arm around the otherâs shoulders and gave him a sweet smile and a wink.
âI wasnât expecting to see a superstar like you in Aelton! Why has the young legend graced our presence today?~â
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    Green-grey optics focused on the can of soda which had rolled away from itâs owner, and he bent down to pick it up.  What was left of it, at least, as apparently the contents had spilled onto the floor and formed a puddle which would only become sticky the more it was allowed to dry.  âIâll make sure to let the nurse know about it.â Nagito commented, a little chirp to his tone.     He knew that Mettaton was a skeptic in regards to fortune and misfortune.  However Komaedaâs record was undeniably present.  Hell, the idol had even witnessed the lucksterâs accidents himself from time to time.  Most would assume it was simply carelessness on the white-haired maleâs behalf.  But he knew better.      "When doesnât it, though? I was very disappointed I couldnât come to it.â There was a convention scheduled for him that week, so itâd been impossible to wiggle out of that commitment.  âEven with what happened, you shouldnât blame yourself over something you had no control over.  You had no way of knowing, after all!â
Mettaton shrugged, not really wanting Nagito to say what everyone else had said before. They all just kept telling him it wasnât his fault. When really, he could help but feel responsible for everything that happened. There couldâve been more preventive measures put in place but...he was careless.
And that was why he kept blaming himself.Â
âIâm trying my best to not feel responsible for everyone who was hurt...but itâs hard.â he tried to give a smile to the other, despite the fact that he was still in a lot of pain. The nerve endings where his prosthetic arm used to be were still incredibly sensitive. He glanced at it and glanced back to his white haired friend.
âSorry you have to see me like this.â