#cloud:intro

Connor’s Past

RK800 Connor model released August 2038.

Connor was an advanced prototype android designed to assist law enforcement, specifically with cases involving deviants.

His mission was to find the source of the deviancy and eliminate it.

His partner was Lt. Hank Anderson, who he came to view as a close friend and father-figure.

Throughout his time on the case, Connor had to deal with conflicting orders, instability in his programming and the alarming realisation that he may have became a deviant himself.

He managed to track down Jericho- the place where androids go to be free- but the humans followed him. This lead to them sending androids to camps to be destroyed and left Jericho to start an uprising to free their people.

Life in the Cloud

Connor was a 28 year old human working as a detective for the 99th Precinct.

He was the son of Hank Anderson.

He was a very charming young man, becoming friends with most people he met. Always smiling and telling jokes, even if he was a little deadpan, and was incredibly dedicated to his work.

Rousseau’s was where he would spend a lot of his free time, even grabbing a few drinks there with his dad on occasion.

His Memories

When Connor’s memories started coming back they were fragmented- most not even making sense. It took him a while to piece together that he was an android and when that happened, his emotional responses numbed.

His feelings... they were just a glitch in his programming. Was he deviant? Had he become what he was designed to hunt? He could remember switching sides, but he could also remember taking down the leader of Jericho, Markus... or was it North?

Had he died? Was he replaced? Did he break androids out of CyberLife or was he the leader of Jericho? Did he find the deviants or was there insufficient evidence? Did he succeed or fail his mission?

Connor’s memories are all happening at the same time, to the point where he isn’t sure who he really is. If his real memories weren’t bad enough, the new memories from here in the cloud are tangled within his messy timeline.

He’s not sure if Hank is his partner, his friend, his enemy or his father. He doesn’t know if his feelings are real or a coding error. Are Markus and North and the rest of Jericho on his side, or is he still supposed to stop them? Can he choose who he is or does he have to wait for his instructions?

His software is unstable.

He might self-destruct.

Extras

He likes dogs, heavy metal and jazz music, and basketball - all because of Hank.

While living in the cloud, he has developed a love of food and drinks, though he’s not sure how this it possible due to him not needing either to function.

His skills include scanning environments, reconstructing crime scenes, voice immitation, martial arts, forensics, psychology, negotiation and interrogation.

Physical books are better than ebooks. - more life lessons from Hank.

Knows so much and yet so little.

An actual cinnamon roll... but could kill you.

Wanted Connections

Partner - In his real memories, Hank is his partner, but he needs a police partner for his cloud memories.

High school relationship - More fake cloud memories, but I want him to have dated someone when they were in high school.

Friends - New friends, old friends. From work, from around town, from Rousseau’s.

Cases - People he has met working on cases, ie. suspects, criminals, victims, witnesses.

Neighbours - Lives in a nice house on a nice street so anyone could live on that street with him and they could know each other from the cloud memories or meet each other for the first time now. Could do classic fun neighbour things.

Real history - If your character can fit into the plot of Detroit: Become Human in some way, even if it was something as silly as Connor having chased someone and ran into you, that could be fun. Or if your character is also from an android show or game, etc...

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , CATRA. a long way from SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER , huh ? hm … a twenty year old waitress who looks like BRITTANY O’GRADY — could be worse. i heard you were at PIZZA PLANET when we un - glitched , & you (  gasped and whispered adora’s name ]. still the RESOURCEFUL & JEALOUS type , that’s why [ doc martens, ripped jeans, and snarky comments ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of DEFEATING HORDE PRIME is hazy , but maybe the ( mask and force captain badge ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + catgirl , cisfemale [ she/her ] , lesbian.

ok so here she works at pizza planet as a waitress bc i think that’s funny as fuck and i love to put this bastard through misery. she hates the annoying ass kids running around w snot dripping out of their nose but she really doesn’t know what else to do. plus pizza planet....space... kinda reminds her of etheria in a fucked up way.

she has her long messy hair tho i’m sorry rip to the asking for the manager season 5 haircut 

but anyways..... yeah. she’s kinda aching for adora but really wants a new start and she’s like fuck it if working at a pizza planet is the way to go lets fucking do it baby ? 

i also feel like she thinks adora will see the word ‘planet’ and bring her big empty headed forehead over there,, so catra just stays put in case she ever comes (she is delusional jfkdlsfjkds)

catra just stares at the mask and force captain badge with disgust most of the time because she knows she was just.... so terrible back then. 

if u don’t watch she-ra, basically catra is like......a feral raging homosexual with mommy issues and has a bunch of repressed emotions. she’s a scorpio and evil -- jk, she was but then she got a kick ass redemption arc. she was literally in love w her best friend adora and took it out on the world like a freak ? always felt the need to prove herself but nowadays she’s mellowing out. she’s still a work in progress tho and can tend to be a snappy asshole. enjoys making fun of people and also starting fights. big teaser. needy. abandonment issues and has trauma from physical and emotional abuse from her supposed mother figure (miss shadow weaver smh)

but deep down she’s got a heart of gold and i think that is beautiful <3

she hates water. 

also physical touch. if u dont know her like that and try to hug her she will sue

likes cats :3 has a kitty named melog 

also i’m sorry that her name is catra what can u do with a cheesy 80′s reboot sjkfhdskjlffdjl u will look her in the eyes and call her a cat.

i dont think shes a catgirl in this virtual world but if u wanna picture brittany o’grady w ears and a tail i will not stop u

big lesbian

she has heterochromia so one eye is blue, the other is yellow !

i like to think she picked up skateboarding living on this world so fuck it. she skateboards to work 

will cause problems on purpose

she’s super smart tho and cunning and tactical <3 queen shit

if your character has any kind of morals she thinks they’re corny asf

ok some possible connections:

a FRIEND !! you might be thinking, well that’s lame and bland. but catra just does NOT make friends easily because she’s a dickhead. she pushes people away and keeps herself at a distance. especially after the whole ‘i had a friend once but then we fell in love after i tried to kill her multiple times’ thing! i’d like it if someone could redefine what it means to be friends for her :( that’d be nice. bc friendship leaves a bad taste in catra’s mouth.

PETTY ENEMIES !! catra is always sticking her tongue out at them, teasing them, giving them a hard time & ur muse is most likely returning the energy. what are they enemies about ? why can’t they get along? we can plot that out !! :3

her therapist. pfksdlfjsfls this one’s mostly a joke but fr maybe catra goes to ur muse for all her problems and she’s like “tell anyone i said that tho and i’ll kill u. ok see u same time tomorrow -_-” 

HOOK UPS! catra needs to get out her needy sexual frustrations because YOU try working at pizza planet all day, okay ? it’s disgusting. she’s lonely. but don’t touch her afterwards she’ll bully you.

A MOTHER FIGURE.. please oh my god ? catra has NEVER in her life had a positive motherly figure ?? give her advice. hand on the shoulder. scold her. offer words of encouragement fkjslfs

S O U R C E  C O D E

trigger warning(s) for: death ; spoilers for: hadestown && the greek myth of orpheus & eurydice

❝ don't ask why, brother, don't ask how he could have come so close. the song was written long ago. and that is how it goes. it's a sad song ; it's a sad tale ; it's a tragedy. it's a sad song, but we sing it anyway... ❞

history repeats itself. the tale of orpheus and eurydice stems from an old greek myth. the son of a muse falls in love with a girl. he’s so enamored by her, and yet... he seems too occupied writing his song ( a song that would bring the world back into tune ) that he hardly noticed she left. 

he traveled all the way to hell hadestown to bring back his love. he appeared to be too late. she had already signed her life away, but orpheus wasn’t leaving... not without his wife. thus, he played the king hades his song, his epic. it was so beautiful, that hades struck him a deal: eurydice could leave, following behind him, but she would be doomed to hadestown forever if he turned around. 

and they almost made it too. eurydice was behind him the entire way. right as he reached the light, doubt set in. he turned around, and right before his eyes, saw his wife disappear for good. he doomed her. it was all for naught. 

their story is but a song stuck on replay. will the cloud be any different?

H A R D  R E S E T

orpheus was a foster kid, fate never being fair to the poor kid. however, he seemed blissfully unaware of his predicament. he was fortunate enough to at least have a good parental figure / foster parent. he didn’t care so much, as long as he could play his music, write his song.

the boy is also blissfully unaware of how special he is. he is able to pick up any instrument and know how to play it. when he plays, or even just sings, it can seem like the world is singing / dancing along. it’s nothing too noticeable, though. perhaps a new flower sprouts where it hadn’t before, or the grass waves without so much as a breeze.

orpheus comes off as a sort loner. it’s not that he’s disinterested in being social or making relationships, but he always seems preoccupied. he’s writing a song that he knows, yet doesn’t. there a words somewhere, but he hadn’t yet found them... even when he’s working ( waiter at the mystic grill ) he brings his guitar to play in the back. truly, he’s quite the musical annoyance... and no, he doesn’t take requests usually.

R E - L O A D

ah yes, everyone’s favorite dumb blonde gay jock superhero princess, Adora.

CANON: adora is she-ra, princess of power. she was raised in the horde from a young age along with catra, though eventually defected and joined the rebellion when she found the sword of power and realized that the horde was attacking innocent people. she realized she was she-ra, the princess of power, and joined the princess alliance against the horde to stop them from hurting anyone else. fighting for years, the two armies went back and forth before hordak, leader of the horde, built a portal to return to his creator, horde prime. they discovered a weapon that would destroy all magic in etheria, with adora as the key. in order to keep anyone else from using it, she destroyed the sword as the planet was pulled through to where horde prime was located. she lost her ability to turn into she ra as a result of losing the sword, and had to fight to help keep people safe as just plain old adora. with friends trapped and others falling under horde prime’s mind control, the only thing left to do was activate the fail safe. in the end, she managed to overcome with the help of catra, and they all lived happily ever after. 

CLOUD: here, adora is just herself. shes always been sporty, always loved working out and self defense classes. she grew up in a without a family still, the orphanage being the closest thing to a family she had. she was on the softball team all through middle and high school, and one of the best in track and field. she was perfectly, naturally normal, something she loved for herself. she knew she wanted to do something with sports or fitness for her future, and loves that she’s become a personal trainer, helping people learn the best way to train themselves. her favorite place is the welcoming atmosphere of maclarens pub, where she can sit and watch sports and eat some of the best food ( in her own opinion ), however she has a soft spot for the lighthouse as well, and finds herself climbing to the top at least once a week. Something about the height makes her comforted, something she can’t quite pin down -- until recently. Now, with her memories ( mostly ) restored, adora knows it reminds her of happy times with catra, bow, and glimmer in high places. even though she has those memories back, some things are still blurry, but she wants to try and remember everything she can. I mean, wouldn’t you want to know everything if you suddenly found out you could turn into an eight foot warrior lady who saved the world ?? 

Ronan's smile was sharp and hooked as one of the creature's claws. "'A sword is never a killer; it is a tool in the killer's hand'."

BIOGRAPHY

According to Niall Lynch, Ronan had been special from the day he had been born. He claimed as often as he could that the day Ronan was born the rivers dried up and the cattle in Rockingham County wept blood. It hadn’t been until he was older that he understood why his father waxed poetry about the middle son instead of Declan or Matthew. It was because Ronan was just like him-- a dreamer. Ronan and Niall both had a special power; they had the ability to pull anything from a dream. Niall specifically had used that power to build a wealth for their family, guaranteeing that his sons would never go wanting. Niall sold those dream artifacts to collectors but he had made a mistake. He had invented a story about the Greywaren, a magic object that was supposed to pull things from the users dreams. Niall Lynch was killed in pursuit of the Greywaren.

Ronan was the one who had found his father, brutally murdered in the driveway. He would never be the same, something that only seemed more apparent when Niall’s will forbid any of his sons from visiting their home, the Barns, and everything in it (including their mother.) Ronan moved in with his best friend Gansey and was forever changed.

Ronan didn’t sleep much, but when he did his dreams came in dark waves. Even the best of them, the ones filled with light and joy, wound up ending in darkness. Never quite in control of his powers, Ronan would occasionally bring something back from his dream-- but it wasn’t always what he wanted. One night Ronan brought back a night terror and much like in his dreams, it attacked him. If Noah hadn’t come in when he did, Ronan would have died-- most people thought it was an attempt Ronan made on his own. He didn’t correct them, though he wondered if it would make any difference.

Ronan coped in many ways, most notably by drinking and going out street-racing in Niall’s old BMW-- a relic he had stolen from the Barns to spite his older brother, Declan. He skipped school and hunted down Glendower, making a surprising amount of friends along the way. In all honesty, he spent most of his days (and nights) just avoiding any rational thoughts. He made it impossible think about anything but the present, his mind as hellish and fast as the car he drove.

It wasn’t until much later, after Adam had made a promise to the magical forest (that he helped create) that Ronan came clean to his friends, telling them of one of the few secrets he held. Ronan hated lying more than anything, but he had made a promise to his father a long time ago that he would never tell anybody what he was capable of. It felt good to come clean, though he wasn’t sure even then they entirely understood what it meant. Hell, he wasn’t sure he understood. That summer had been more crazy than others. Ronan learned how to better control his powers (thanks to a deranged dreamer, Kavinsky, and his green pills), found the man who killed his father, and nearly watched his younger brother explode. He came to realize a few things that summer, one of which was this; if Ronan ever died, his brother Matthew would cease to exist. He would slip into a coma much like their mother had because much like Aurora Lynch, Matthew had been pulled from a dream. Ronan’s dream.

It was in the fall that Ronan’s ambitions became clear. He continued to skip school as much as he could get away with, spending most of his time at the Barns (courtesy of a loophole in his father’s will) in hopes of creating a cure for the sleepers, as he called them. He hoped to find a way for them to be able to live on even when the dreamer died. But the search for Glendower wasn’t over and things were going horribly wrong. Someone had freed a demon and that demon was unmaking everything he had built, starting with Cabeswater. He started to dream of black boo, oozing through the world he had built. It was a race to find Glendower, to get the favor promised by legends before the demon could unmake him as well. Before it could destroy everything he loved.

They found Glendower, but it didn’t make a difference. He was dead and there was no favor. They needed a miracle-- No. They needed something worse. They needed death. A purposeful death, one to happen on the ley line, and they needed it right then. Slipping between consciousness, Ronan wasn’t able to watch it happen. What he knew was what he had been told later, which was blue flowers spilling from the car, raining blood, and a kiss. And then Gansey was dead. He woke to find his best friend laying in the middle of the road dead and in a moment of pure rage and another indescribable emotion, Ronan let the others see him for what he truly was. A sad, weak boy.

It was Adam’s idea that saved Gansey, but Ronan’s execution-- the two seemed to work together like that a lot it seemed- but what mattered was that it worked, more or less. And with everything right in the world, Ronan went to the one place he could call home. He went back to the Barns.

CLOUD MEMORIES

Ronan’s memories in the cloud are much different than his true life. He never knew his parents and as far as he was concerned, that was fine. He grew up in the foster system, passing from family to family, all who decided they couldn’t handle him. It was hard to deal with a kid filled with so much indescribable rage, especially when he kept manifesting items that shouldn’t exist. Many foster homes chalked him up as a thief and sent him on his way-- one even claimed him to be demonic. But after switching families so often he finally found one that decided he was worth keeping. It was there he met Orpheus, his brother in everything but name and blood. He liked it there and though it was never easy to be happy when you were haunted by nightmares that didn’t always stay in your dreams, he found himself content with the people he called a family. He had friends, too. He remembered meeting Adrien Agreste when he was a kid and they hit it off quickly, making him fast friends with Peter Parker as well. But Ronan was still a hot headed kid and despite the supportive family by his side, he fell into surprisingly similar habits. When his foster parent learned about his powers he was sent to Xavier’s, under the assumption that he was a meta-human. Though he wasn’t, he still learned how to better hone the magic and when bad things escaped from his dreams he had help fighting them off. Now graduated (scraping by the skin of his teeth, thanks to his tutor Adam) Ronan works on a farm with goals to have his own. He still goes to Xavier’s from time to time to mentor the students there. Though his teaching methods are unorthodox, he’s surprisingly good with children.

NOW

*   arc  one,  𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐘  𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋.

born  as  andrea  labonair  into  one  of  the  reigning  families  in  an  apex  wolf  clan  in  new  orleans

parents  were  murdered  shortly  after  her  birth  but  she  was  retrieved  from  the  city  and  spent  both  infancy  and  adolescence  in  a  loving  foster  home  —  that  is,  until  she  turned  fifteen  and  made  her  first  unwarranted  kill  under  a  full  moon,  thereby  triggering  her  werewolf  shift

from  then  on  time  started  to  crosshatch  and  coagulate  into  one  singular  endeavour  to  learn  about  her  late  parents,  and  on  that  path  she  was  swindled,  lied  to,  and,  needless  to  say,  never  found  the  closure  she  sought

she  was  still  very  young  at  that  junction  in  time,  callow  and  made  foolish  mistakes  :  tried  to  aid  someone  in  severing  ancient  sire  bonds  that  were  far  beyond  her  comprehension,  helped  the  literal  devil   (  who  then  sent  a  proxy  to  assassinate  her  )

was  saved  from  the  grasp  of  untimely  death  by  a  certain  original  hybrid,  with  whom  she  then  had  a  brief  dalliance  that  would  result  in  a  pregnancy

and  a  pretty  miraculous  at  that

cue  a  series  of  abysmally  unfortunate  events  :  had  her  throat  slit  moments  after  giving  birth,  had  to  send  her  daughter  away  to  keep  her  safe  from  her  vindictive  grandmother,  fought  like  hell  to  assume  leadership  of  a  wolf  pack,  married  a  man  to  coalesce  several  packs  so  that  she  could  protect  said  daughter  against  her  vindictive  grandaunt,  got  cursed  for  #tryingit

after  all  that  she  was  gifted  with  some  wholly  deserved  albeit  short - lived  respite

aht  aht

died  again  in  front  of  and  to  protect  her  family

on  the  cloud,  she’d  have  grown  up  and  been  happy  in  a  middle  class  family,  with  both  parents  rooted  firmly  in  the  field  of  civil  service  then  picked  up  their  mantle  to  be  a  kindergarten  teacher  which  i  thought  would  suit  her  since  she  started  out  as  a  babysitter  in  canon  and  bc  she  is  genuinely  one  of  the  strongest  tv  mothers  i’ve  seen  in  a  long,  long  time  she  definitely  would’ve  retained  that  proclivity  for  nurturing  and  protecting

*   arc  two,  𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍  𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓.   

as  i’m  heading  this  off  i  realise  all  my  muses  have  d  worded  on  screen  PXPZPXPZPPXZP

from  young  she’d  been  cultivated, systematically  and  clinically,  into  some  weapon  or  sharp  edge  and  sometimes  i  think  she  was  the  only  one  who  got  cut  on  it

besides  her  dad  and  maaaybe   (  and  it’s  a  hefty  maybe  )   her  mum  it’s  hard  to  conjure  the  image  of  her  receiving  much  affection  in  that  family,  what  with  a  dogmatic  grandfather  and  a  psychopath  for  an  aunt

adhering  pretty  closely  to  canon,  she  moved  to  beacon  hills  and  for  once  had  something  other  than  hissing  metal  and  bow  strings  to  latch  onto  :  made  friends,  fell  in  love  with  a  boy  who  turned  out  to  be  of  a  species  that  her  family  hunted  as  tradition

in  short  she  was  thrown  headfirst  into  an  amalgamation  of  the  supernatural  and  still  managed  to  remain  unerringly  human  and  while  she  faltered  and  strayed  many  times   (  i’m  recalling  her  hunting  down  erica  and  boyd  specifically  but  for  those  who  never  watched  she  was  gaslighted  into  being  very,  very  cruel  )   she  was  driven  near  mad  by  her  grandfather’s  boot  on  her  throat

was  the  key  in  saving  her  friends  and  cracking  the  code  of  killing  a  very  imposing  enemy  but  paid  for  it  with  her  life  

on  the  cloud,  she’d  have  grown  up  either  a  rhythmic  gymnast  or  judoka  or  something  equally  tactile,  and  then  took  the  route  to  becoming  a  physical  therapist   (  now  just  in  training  but  well  on  her  way  )   and  i  genuinely  don’t  think  she  would’ve  taken  an  interest  in  archery  before  her  memories  flooded  back  which  i  think  makes  it  all  the  more  jarring

*   arc  three,  𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐗  𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊.

i  honestly  don’t  know  if  i’m  gonna  be  able  to  do  her  justice  but  i  am  for  sure  going  to  try  my  very  best

a  concise  exemplification  of  first  borns  being  the  bearer  of  the  brunt  of  family  tradition,  bella  was  such  a  first - born  in  a  pure - blood  family  whose  heads  were  fanatical  pure - blood  supremacists  and  as  such  she  was  raised  in  the  same  mould

a  slytherin,  highly  intelligent  and  skilled  and  with  a  penchant  for  rebellion  and  to  challenge,  even  defy  the  strictures

i  do  think  that  the  prejudice  against  muggles  she  carried  forth  from  her  upbringing  was  pivotal  in  the  exacerbation  of  her  morality  but  i  think  she  also  in  large  part  chose  the  road  that  she  took

after  graduating  from  hogwarts,  she  became  one  of  the  most  vicious  death  eaters  in  a  supervillain’s  league

died  in  a  pretty  deserving  way  but  i  believe  she  never  once  faltered  in  her  beliefs  even  if  they  were  absolutely  clapped

deviating  a  little  from  canon  here  but  i  prefer  the  narrative  that  she  didn’t  marry  rodolphus  and  instead  preferred  to  be  unshackled  by  the  notion  of  a  family