Project Freelancer 2.0

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

send a number for a hug! feel free to combine prompts.

a hug with a forehead kiss

a relieved hug

a hug to say sorry

a hug from behind

a good morning hug

a goodnight hug

a hug where one muse picks the other up

the hug that comes after a bad dream

a hug that isn’t returned

a ‘ please don’t go ’ hug

a hug for good luck

the hug that comes after a rough day

an angry hug

a hug where one muse uses the other as a pillow

a ‘ just to say i love you ’ hug

a goodbye hug

a hug where one muse stops the other from collapsing

the hug that lasts longer than the rest

the hug that ends too soon

an overjoyed hug

a tearful hug

a protective hug

because visualizing muses in these situations generally equates to puppies guarding each other and its wonderful

“No, don’t do that it’s not safe.”

“You’re scared of that, aren’t you?”

“Don’t touch her/him!”

“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”

“I will always step in between you and something like that.”

“Why? Because I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s why!”

“Do you think just because my feet don’t touch the bottom of the pool that I need a floatie?”

“The stepping stool is unecessary.”

“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk… He/she was saying terrible things about you.”

“If you say another word about her/him, you’ll regret it.” 

“I don’t want to put you in that type of environment.”

“Make sure to tell me if you get worried, or nervous, or claustrophobic, or-”

“You could have been hurt.”

“I indirected him/her on Twitter for your honor.”

“I think you should leave this type of thing to me.”

“I’m gonna protect you.”

“You can hold onto me if you’re scared, you know?”

“I’m not leaving you alone.  Not now, not ever.”

“Let’s all watch a different movie.  This one freaks her/him out.”

“I get where you’re coming from dude, but honestly shut the hell up and don’t talk about her/him that way.”

“She/He isn’t an object.”

“She/he told me what you did, and all I’m gonna do is tell you to stay away.”

“You don’t know anything about her/him!”

“What?  You think that was funny?  You just insulter her/him, and expect me to laugh?”

“I’m not gonna let you put up with that.”

“Really, if you told me to I’d go punch them for you.”

“Wait, let me walk you home.”

“I’ll drive you, please– please don’t go like this.”

“It’s dangerous.”

“I’m worried about you.”

“I meant it when I said I would protect you.”

“I’m not stepping aside until you back up.”

“It’s too cold for you to come out here without a jacket on.”

“I’ll go see what the noise was.”

“Stay on the phone with me.”

“Promise me you’ll be safe.”

“I don’t feel comfortable with you going there on your own.”

“He/She did what to you?”

“I won’t let you go through something like that again.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m trying my hardest to do everything to keep you safe.”

“Stay behind me.”

“I promised your mom to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid tonight.”

“I love you.  Of course I’m gonna defend you like that.”

“No, he/she isn’t good enough to take you out.  Trust me, I know.” 

“Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?”

“I’ll be okay, because I know you’re back here ready to step in if I need you.”

“Thank you for always sticking with me.”

“I’m really worried about her/him, but I don’t think he/she wants me to call.”

“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”

“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.”

An AI that had a remarkable resemblance to him was something he hadn’t expected to see. York looked at the little hologram with wide eyes. “Uh. Who are you?”

“Wait, you’re telling me he’s actually competent now!?” Tex has told him the Alpha was disguised as a sim soldier and couldn’t hit a target if it was five feet in front of him. Who the hell was this wicked fast sniper with deadly aim?

Either way, York was clever enough to put together all these near misses. Alpha was certainly more keen on preventing casualties than York and Tex had been when they rebelled, which meant he would be perfectly safe to try to isolate and talk to Alpha - the only problem was that he was insanely fast. “D, put your weapon away and come with me. We gotta catch this son of a bitch.”

And, just like that, York had the (ex?) AI’s full attention, and Alpha’s voice filters over the comms. “Holy shit. That’s you, isn’t it? I can see that armour from here- What the fuck are you doing with the second Project!? How the fuck did you survive-? No, wait, you can tell me later. Lola’s sending you a set of coordinates, meet us there. Do not get followed.” The line is cut, and... Alpha’s retreating, a triade of curses following his departure, coming from Sigma overhead.

An AI that had a remarkable resemblance to him was something he hadn’t expected to see. York looked at the little hologram with wide eyes. “Uh. Who are you?”

“Wait, you’re telling me he’s actually competent now!?” Tex has told him the Alpha was disguised as a sim soldier and couldn’t hit a target if it was five feet in front of him. Who the hell was this wicked fast sniper with deadly aim?

Either way, York was clever enough to put together all these near misses. Alpha was certainly more keen on preventing casualties than York and Tex had been when they rebelled, which meant he would be perfectly safe to try to isolate and talk to Alpha - the only problem was that he was insanely fast. “D, put your weapon away and come with me. We gotta catch this son of a bitch.”

An AI that had a remarkable resemblance to him was something he hadn’t expected to see. York looked at the little hologram with wide eyes. “Uh. Who are you?”

“Wait, you’re telling me he’s actually competent now!?” Tex has told him the Alpha was disguised as a sim soldier and couldn’t hit a target if it was five feet in front of him. Who the hell was this wicked fast sniper with deadly aim?

Either way, York was clever enough to put together all these near misses. Alpha was certainly more keen on preventing casualties than York and Tex had been when they rebelled, which meant he would be perfectly safe to try to isolate and talk to Alpha - the only problem was that he was insanely fast. “D, put your weapon away and come with me. We gotta catch this son of a bitch.”

AGENT SIGMA

ROLE: DEMOLITIONS AI: MAINE (WILLPOWER) ARMOUR MODULE: FLAME HALO

An AI that had a remarkable resemblance to him was something he hadn’t expected to see. York looked at the little hologram with wide eyes. “Uh. Who are you?”

“I have a pretty good idea of why you don’t know who Tex is.” His stomach churned. “She was a full AI, not a fragment. I don’t even want to think about what they did to break her. She was always so strong.” It felt wrong talking about her in past tense, but whatever was left probably wasn’t much like her anymore.

“Wait, do you have a tracker on you?” The last thing he needed was to be on the shit list of another unethical secret military project.

Delta looks a little unwell at the very thought of an AI - probably more so because it’s Tex - being ripped apart like that, which is nothing in comparison to how pale Pride has gotten.

Delta takes the lead, looking back briefly over his shoulder to make sure York is following. “Alpha’s modus operandi has mostly been targeting smaller bases, usually ones we are not already at… Usually taking a lot of information before we can even be called to the scene. Perhaps we’ve interrupted him. However, there was only supposed to be Insurrectionists here…” He mutters, more to himself, “What are you playing at, you bastard…”

AGENT ETA

ROLE: COMBAT TECHNICIAN AI: FLORIDA (CHEERFULNESS) ARMOUR MODULE: NANOBOTS

AGENT IOTA

ROLE: ALIEN WEAPONS SPECIALIST AI: CAROLINA (BRAVERY) ARMOUR MODULE: GRAVITY DISTORTION FIELD

An AI that had a remarkable resemblance to him was something he hadn’t expected to see. York looked at the little hologram with wide eyes. “Uh. Who are you?”

“I have a pretty good idea of why you don’t know who Tex is.” His stomach churned. “She was a full AI, not a fragment. I don’t even want to think about what they did to break her. She was always so strong.” It felt wrong talking about her in past tense, but whatever was left probably wasn’t much like her anymore.

“Wait, do you have a tracker on you?” The last thing he needed was to be on the shit list of another unethical secret military project.

Delta looks a little unwell at the very thought of an AI - probably more so because it’s Tex - being ripped apart like that, which is nothing in comparison to how pale Pride has gotten.

Delta takes the lead, looking back briefly over his shoulder to make sure York is following. “Alpha’s modus operandi has mostly been targeting smaller bases, usually ones we are not already at... Usually taking a lot of information before we can even be called to the scene. Perhaps we’ve interrupted him. However, there was only supposed to be Insurrectionists here...” He mutters, more to himself, “What are you playing at, you bastard...”