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realizing their s/o is dead, prompts + dialogue.

@celestialwrites for more.

✩ (name) emerged from the cave, covered in blood. but (s/o) was nowhere in sight.

✩ “you can’t leave me! please don’t leave me!”

✩ i love you. the last three words that had left (s/o) lips rung through their mind. i love you too, (nickname), if only they could have heard it.

✩ their eyes remained frozen, they lay still, forever young.

✩ the rosy pink of their cheeks had disappeared, the glint in their eyes gone, (s/o) had vanished before their eyes and yet they could still see them, right in-front of them, but it wasn’t (nickname)

✩ “i lost (name), (name) and (name), please don’t let me lose you too.

✩ they begged and begged for them to come back, wondering if they could still hear.

✩ their blood was stained on their shirt as they held (s/o) hand, it was still warm, calloused and bruised from the fight, but warm.

✩ they didn’t need (name) to tell them (s/o) had died, you could see it in their face. the love of their life had died.

✩ “i love you, can you hear me? i love you!” they screamed, tears flowing down their face as they shook (s/o) lifeless body.

✩ “i wish i could have told them i loved them when i had the chance.”

✩ fuck you for dying, but fuck you even more for not saying goodbye.

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Concept sketches for Vespid Drones, part of a smaller, hive-like Solver based on paper wasps. This Solver uses varying nests and Admins to settle in areas, often ones that are densely populated and more polluted, especially by Cybernetic-type beings.

They chew metal and regurgitate it to make fine papery sheets, and can digest quite a lot of toxic E-waste. However, organic meat and plant material can also be consumed. A few colonies have even made use of contaminated clay soils to build nests.

Their 'niche' appears to allow for decontamination, as they devour toxic things and move along. Their nests can be hidden in plain sight, and they attack in numbers when threatened.

Olivine Rail's Ecology Department had, on several occasions, employed Vespid nests in cases of areas overrun with robotic life forms destroying woulds as a last resort.

This even included a corporate-minded robotic race that believed in endless growth and profits, but also concerned about resource depletion. They refused all previous solutions to run more efficiently and step away from the cancerous economic system, but they chose profits and no slowdown production. The Vespid Drones, however, would not be bought or swayed by bribes, intending a major cull and then seasonal attacks.

Named Vespid Drones: Eris

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Sleepy denizen of the night

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Midnight growled, clearly stressed by this information.

She'd seen a lot of absolutely awful things even before she'd been driven to omnicide, but this sort of mass brainwashing made her sick to her stomach.

She put the DVD aside, and fell asleep herself shortly after.

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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Midnight decided against watching it, instead looking it over to read the blurb.

"Hmm...."

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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Midnight was mostly long past feeling both for most living things, but as she gazed to Alice, she started feeling bad for her.

And this sort of suffering, alongside a few other things, was why she did what she did, why she was what she was.

Life, to her, was a mess of suffering and ignorance, full of childish flesh and steel that simply refused to grow up.

So, she, through her lair and her tricks, disguises, subtlety and subterfuge, forced it to.

"Rest well, Alice."

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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She placed a hand on Alice's shoulder, reassuringly.

"You don't have to, if you don't want to.

Especially with what happened to you and your fellow Drones..."

She looked to the photo, tears welling in her eyes.

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"Wait... He's from the AS? Or do you mean something else?"

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"Oh, the Maverick virus!" Midnight piped up when she saw the Sigmavirus's name appear on screen.

"Saw a weird PSA about that when I first met Vile, playing at some kind of interdimensional railway station thing... It started out with some Reploid girl from a far future world or something, playing in an abandoned park.

She picked up a severed head, it scraped her hand, and suddenly she broke a tree branch off and stabbed another kid!" She did some fitting dramatic arm motions to sell the whole scene.

"Then it said some junk about not transporting Reploid bodies across dimensional lines to prevent the virus from spreading..."

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"Not me, but I do have a similar collection, if ever you wish to see it." Midnight smiled, grabbing a box of hardtack that'd been brought into the room.

"My husband used to love this stuff... Hardtack, that is!" She said, giving a piece to Alice.

"How about you?"

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"No stomach, actually!" She replied.

"No organs at all... I'm ready when you are."

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"And not to mention the entire multiverse being on their asses: not even malevolently! Some sort of "mass enslavement situation" apparently." She said, sitting down beside Alice to watch all this.

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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Midnight quickly scampered to the cabinet, rummaging through to try and get as many metal pieces as possible.

"Do ya think he should lose life privileges next? Or is that if we can't get his dumb little owners?" She cackled as she gave a large piece of metal to Alice.

"There ya go!"

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"How's his head even still on?" She asked, stepping towards her.

"At that strength, it should've fallen off by now!"

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"Not... Exactly. But..." She paced in circles for a moment, having an idea, but not being sure if she should go through with it.

She did have the ability to go to her lair and attempt contact with one of these "Higher multiversal transport systems" she'd been hearing about... But considering who and what she was, she was unsure if they'd take it well.

"I do have a place where we could try and find something that could."

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."

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"Woah..." She touched the bars, both in horror and awe.

"Now isn't this a treat? And by a treat, I mean something terrifying."

She looks around the room, speaking both to Alice and Faun, that horror still in her voice.

If people were turning drones into slaves and pets...

What if, out there, there were weapons?

"Imagine, if you will... What the "defense" industry would want with such technology."

Open RP: Making a Deal

"It's business after all!" Alice tossed a Reploid eye in her hands. "Hahaha..."

The crazed drone leapt onto the desk, grinning, "But you? I'll take on yer hunt. Want 'em alive, or dead? That'll factor in the price. Buuuut I can factor a nice discount if you help me bag a particular subject of mine..."