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utxpian is amazing and does a great neutral eleanor. I wish she got more attention. She has a hard time because people don't like bioshock 2 or only know good eleanor. I feel like people would love her if they gave her a shot.
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Out of the really popular pairings in your fandom, what’s your nOTP?
I wince at Jatlas tbh but if people are happy shipping/roleplaying it then who am I to police themI mean, do I waste my energies thinking about how much I love my OTP or thinking about how much I hate my nOTP, the answer is clear
“You are not evil. You are not broken.”
utxpian
E V I L
He had no mercy in him. Despite letting Grace Holloway live, he brutally murdered all the other that had wronged him. Hate and rage had taken a complete hold over him. The children he was meant to protect... He could still hear then beg not to be harvested. That poor child.. Not even one time was excused... But he needed Adam... He needed to save Eleanor. Now when any of the girls he helps smile at him. he can hear the one he killed screaming.
B R O K E N
He had no name. The only thing that remained of him were flashes. Eleanor being taken. Needles in his skin, pain and blood, only brief flashes of the surface. He didn’t even know what he looked like. HIM, not this monster they made him. He was nothing but a man in a suit, but the man was dead.
“You deserve so much better.” He somehow sends the words to her, causing his head to pound with pain.
“You fought the darkness, the darkness won.”
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He had lost it all. Any part of him that told him he was a good person. This whole time, he tried to cling to a shred of humanity.. And failed. Men were capable of the most terrifying evils, but he was no man. He was a big brute that only cared about himself.
( Eleanor... I’m sorry. )
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"Father.. I know it may be hard to remember, but what were you like before Rapture? Do you have any recollection of that time?"
utxpian
He tries as hard as he can to think, to remember. The past usually comes in brief flashes, as if they occurred in some distant dream. He remembered almost nothing. Pieces of the puzzle that he had tried his damnedest to commit to memory were the only points of reference he had.
He remembered the warm summer sun. God, the sun. He had always loved it. He remembered a busted lip and a screaming woman outside a brightly lit building. He remembered the beach and golden hair. In all these memories... He was childish.. He enjoyed conflict... He enjoyed... Life.
Using his finger, he wrote in the dust on a nearby desk in ugly letters.
“I was happy.”
Fun fact
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Delta is not a very affectionate person. If he likes someone, he would kill to protect them. But it takes you genuinely helping him or making him happy to even get there. The only person he’s really affectionate towards is Eleanor.
"I killed her man..."
Breaking Bad Sentence Meme ( Season 2 )
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A steady hand grabbed the girls shoulder. She still seemed so small and delicate despite how much she had grown. He wished there was something he could say, but words refused to escape his lips. All that left them was distorted sounds so it was better to not even try.
( Blame me.. I did this to you. I’m the killer. You.. You are still innocent)
He tightens his grip a bit, not enough to hurt just in a simple gesture. It was as if he thought she could understand what he was screaming to her in his mind with just one small touch.
( This is on me...)
