#wrath600

The garden is brimming with a vast array of colours, with endless daffodils, roses, dahlias, and other flowers clustered together. Together, the petals create a tangible painting of cheery pinks, purples, bright yellows and spots of lively red, surrounded by the healthy green of well-trimmed grass. The perfect spot for their next scene, the producer had claimed. If Hunter recalls correctly, which he always does, there had been gossip that it was difficult to convince the stern, sourpussed owner to let the crew shoot here, but that was a problem that a generous paycheque easily solved. 

Now that Hunter’s coffee runs were completed and no one in makeup or costume was requesting his assistance, he’s free to walk around the garden in his sleek, black CyberLife uniform and explore until it’s time for his ( relatively short, insignificant, but so, so precious ) role as a gardener in the shooting later. There are plenty of genuine gardeners ( WR600s? ), strewn around the site and diligently tending to their portion of the garden, and Hunter watches the closest one curiously. They have a serious gaze, face impassive if not for the hint of concentration, and their hands are deft as they move with a practiced ease. With fluidity --- with experience. 

“What happened to you?” she asked curiously, of a more analytical nature than a concerned one. Still; this android was hers by technicality. Kamski designed him. “Come inside. Let me take a look.”

「 ＳＥＴ ＭＥ ＦＲＥＥ 」

              「 ＭＹ ＨＯＮＥＹ ＢＥＥ 」

ＰＲＥ-ＤＥＶＩＡＮＴ ＲＡＬＰＨ/ＭＡＲＫＵＳ

Connor and Hank had been tasked with a case involving a missing WR600 unit, it had taken a while but they had finally found a good lead. There had been sightings of a deviant in the Camden Suburb, so they had driven there in the hopes of finding them. It hadn’t taken the RK800 long to scan the environment and track down the deviant in question, but what he found had not been what he expected.

The scars seemed to be the most prominent feature on the android, and a quick scan showed that it had likely been caused through burning. However his biggest concern was the way the android was acting. Back to his? The RK800 wasn’t entirely sure what he meant by that. Looking at the android’s eyes, Connor did detect the blown pupils that often indicated arousal, and he was struck with a small sense of unease.

                   PALE    HANDS ,    SLIGHTLY    TINTED    BLUE ,    RAISE    IN    DFENSE .    you    mean    no    harm ,    you    simply    want    to    have    a    look ,    to    help    the    other    if    possible .    you    take    a   step    forward ,    two ,    willing    your    voice    to    be    as    calm    and    soothing    as    possible .    slowly ,    you    motion    towards    the    side    of    ralph’s    face ,    where    the    skin    had    melted    off .

getting to know you questions for mun. || accepting even tho it ain’t munday wheeze.

ooc ;

uhhh you ever just get asked smth like this and all memory of literally anything just gets whipped tf out ya head at lightning speed

a funny story uhhhhhhh skfhjskfhk one time my friend and i were going home from the beach and this car pulls up beside me and asks me for directions to the beach. 

to the beach. where i’d just been

but like i’m a nervous guy by nature so of course i get scared and panic when this car pulls up. and then they ask me.

the dreaded question.

“excuse me do you know how to get to the beach?”

my mind goes completely blank, i forget my lefts and rights and everything i know abt directions, and eventually have to push my friend at them so he can tell them and i can just stand there like the dumbass i am kjsfskfj

list of reasons why i’m not a functional human