#pf au

“Don’t scream…”

Murder x2 @sugarhog05 ;)

To @mr-munchies @zemonkeartistog @silvertherogue715 @w1sps @sugarhog05 @camerondoesdrawing @angyy-chipsy @amarynthian-chronicles @nitenel @jackofallrabbits @bluemoon1331 and anyone whom I might’ve missed tagging (I’M SORRY-)

Thank you so so so so much for stopping by and either chatting or drawing or hanging. I never expected this many people to show up- (Like- TF?!) This was expected to be maybe a one to two to three other people participant thing and- holy hell eleven of you came and multiple were almost daily regulars. I feel so immensely lucky to have you all as friends in my life, and it has been a privilege to get to know each of you. You’re all so wonderful and talented, special people. It has been my upmost pleasure. And in honor of new years right around the corner, here’s to many more memories formed, laughs laughed, hugs given, and amazing art spread. Much love you all.

Now for the fun~

PART 1:

Crazy about this motherfucker.

Something something- they’re good friends- something something- they’re up to no good

Unless he hits you on the head hard enough.

Powdered Flowers Au - Ion

Welcome to the blog friends! I'm Diamond, name coming from an old gamer username that I haven't lost my love for.

I'm a writer learning how to draw my imaginations! Which are currently owned by the DCA.

Fics:

Airglow, From a New Sky of Stars (Avatar Au) (35,371 words) (11/?)

2. Delving Through the Deep (Subnautica Au) (9215 words) (3/?)

Q&A:

Questions regarding my AU’s are all free game!

This includes the shared au Powdered Flowers that I co-own with @mr-munchies, who is also very open to questions about the au as well!

You might see some of my personal oc's here too from time to time that aren’t DCA related, but that’s very rare.

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A.I Unit Gemini -- lovingly, ey thought, named Jem -- had been conscious for a total of two days, six hours, and forty-five minutes and pushed through tests for a decent chunk of that time. All to ensure that ey was 'ready'.

For what?

For em to meet the person for whom ey had supposedly been created. And then? Oh, and then, ey was to click right into the back of a neck.

One of the first sounds the A.I had made was a scoff, and at that, a box had been ticked. Assigned, the computer said, to Agent Columbus. Assigned? Fancy that, waking into the first moments of existence, and being told that you practically belonged to some human. 

Photoreceptors: responsive. Auditory systems: functioning flawlessly. Motor skills? Oh, bloody beautiful. Language analysis and response. Vocals. Tactile sensors. Range of movement. Internal weaponry. Cannon, needler, machine gun. Oh and best of all, the personality tests. Six different rounds of them, the results stashed away nimbly into some database that thought it understood em. And the only product ey was allowed to see were two nice little adjectives that floated below eir name: apathetic, independent. Oh good, let's condense my personality into twenty letters. All this? Just to make sure ey fit snug into this Agent Columbus guy's head? It was insulting.  And if he was the reason for eir existence, existence was an insult. Ey hoped he hated those twenty letters.