May 14, 2022
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if i see one more person say this is a nightmarish video i'm going to scream
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Split - Protomen - Part ??
Shrieks entered into his audio processes, no filename or directory visible. He dared to shift his eyes around, hoping to find a source, a direction, but found only Winona sitting on a shut down power module for the neighborhood. Her brow lifted, curious, over tired but encouraging eyes. The screams quieted for a moment.
He lifted his hand toward the targets, a set of helmets from dead robots from the city. They ranged from Enforcer to random cleaner bots. Sobs started up, threatened to leak liquid from his optical sockets.
Memories, then. Reminders of who he had been prior. Reminders of what happened to the humans under Wily’s management. Rule. Protoman clenched his jaw and forced his processes to target the helmet furthest from Winona. Just a simple cashier robot, smooth helmet with the barest of humanoid features. They didn’t need them, but it made it easier to subjugate the city if they resembled humans. Wily had done studies. He ranted frequently about the results, about how humans were so fragile and disgusting, but he also knew that to keep his hands on the wheel, as he called it, necessity demanded it.
And he had never been able to improve on Light’s designs.
He swallowed – unnecessary – and stiffened his arm. The targeting system had completed all possible calculations ages ago, but hesitation stayed his finger.
“You okay?” Winona shifted on the faded green metal box.
Protoman took a slow breath and lowered his arm. A number of emotions whirled inside him, constricting his chest. He looked to her, barely recovered from rebuilding him, but still dedicated to helping him. He couldn’t stand the idea of lying to her, but fear and shame caught in his throat.
“Yeah, just getting used to these new processes.” He loaded a smile onto his lips, only too late did he realize the program did not extend to the rest of his facial features.
She offered him a smile. “You can take it slow. I know Wily is breathing down our necks for your return, but you’re your own person now. You can make the choice.”
Protoman furrowed his brow. His own person? “I refuse to leave your mother-“
Winona raised a hand. “I know, I know. And I appreciate that. We’ll burn that bridge when we get to it.”
The furrow deepened. “Why would you-“
She laughed once, genuine, and made to speak. The humor bubbled up again and she laughed harder, enough to cover the bottom half of her face with a hand.
Protoman tilted his head, watched her. It reminded him of someone else, someone he knew once, in two different times. At first, a beautiful spot of freshness in a dank city, then again, a warm embrace for a lonely revolutionary. Though, the memories mixed a bit, confused themselves.
The ghost, he decided. The ghost of a man that died fighting in his helmet, only to be reborn through it. He took a deep breath – unnecessary – and holstered the weapon to free up his hand. Not that he needed to, he reminded himself, he had two hands.
Whimsy Comes in Threes || Kit and Ella
The day was in-ex-orable, petites. That was precisely the word. It poured - the heavens of the earth opened above and down came the deluge, rain running in gorges and rivers and waterfalls down the trunks of trees, over leaves, soaking into the earth and dripping in quick three-four time from every single twig, branch and cranny of the woods. And here we are then, here we are - stuck in the woods without boots or a hat and father will be most put out, quite absolutely.
The boots - fine boots though they were - had gone the way that most boots are apt to go if one takes it into ones mind that perhaps one should be hurrying to catch up with ones dog and the boots get stuck in the mud and then voila you lose the damn things in the dam’ river you were wading through because they are traitors and cowards. And pos-i-tive-ly dreadful footwear.
His hat had fallen prey to the wind an hour hence.
All in all, it was a day to laugh at. Christopher called out once again for his blasted dog, the wench was laughing at him somewhere, he just knew it. “Matrona! Would you come here! I am not playing a game, woman!” He wiped his hair back from his forehead and blinked away the water from his eyes, looking up into the belly of the storm. Taranis bellowed his wrath somewhere up in the darkness, and more rain poured down. He was drenched from his jerkin to his feet - and he must look a royal sight, or rather a non-royal sight because, my dear, princes simply do not wander the woods in this manner. Didn’t you know?
“Matrona!” He turned and walked to the nearest tree, leaning on the trunk and trying to get enough shelter to be able to see clearly. “Matrona - where have you gone to?”
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Why look?
I know this has happened at least once to someone. I want someone right now, to talk to, to cuddle with, to hug and all that. I'm torturing myself, listening to Christmas music, talking to this guy who is adorable! I'm pretty sure I don't like him, it's just how he talks is cute haha. So anyways, I tell myself why look for someone who will love you when there is already who have loved you even before you were born. I try and try to tell myself that but it just feels different. Sigh. Well I'm sure this will past but I just want to let it out :)
Take Care and God Bless Dani.