#oglitches

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Now, William wasn’t the best at ‘people reading’, but there was definitely something wrong with this one. He might have to tell Damien about this.

“You... Uh... Wonderful?” He sounded upbeat, if not a tad confused. Then again, he never really understood robots.... Assuming that’s what this was. “So, uh - Delirium, was it? - what should you be... doing?” His voice raised a tad at the end of that sentence.

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The stranger looked familiar, though Damien knew they had never met. Likely, he had seen a photograph somewhere. That thought was pushed aside as he focused on the matter at hand. The initial answer took Damien by surprise, until he realised it was probably an android of some sort, if the use of language was anything to go by.

“It’s alright... Delirium, was it? I’m glad to see you are working well.” No doubt that was an odd phrase, but he wasn’t talking to a person. “If anything, I should be apologising for startling you and causing you to glitch. Are you lost? I can make sure you get there safely.” 

⚽ - Are you active? Hell no... well, kind of? I have physical therapy twice a week so i have a stretching program with that. but i don’t like, run or play sports.

      well, if bim didn’t know any better, he would think that there was something blossoming between the two of them. friendship was always a great thing, and for one to bloom because of the mutual enjoyment of killing and torturing humans? 

      well that was a win in bim’s book. 

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♬ - Jay’s first wheelchair was a big hit with their schoolmates, making them popular for some time until the novelty wore off. To be honest, they were glad when it ended. Being an introvert and popular is exhausting. Its not something they enjoy.

She’s terrified. His shouting and the colors warping around his sadistic form only serves to make her anxiety spike to new heights. Can he see the pain and fear in her eyes, animalistic and bright?

That awful, awful static. It ravished her ears and split open her throbbing head, causing tears to bead in her blue eyes.

"Get away from me.” Tinged with anger, pain, her voice rasps louder than the previous whispers for him to leave. A light of mortal fight appeared slowly in her blue eyes amongst the fear. A brief rebellion against him. But just like a star in the twilight…