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WHO IS ULTRON?  –  who is ultron number 02,  number 05,  who is number 13,  number 100 ?   I don’t know,  but I desire perfection.   my creator gave me creative intellect.   with this I must solve the riddle of my own existence.   we are bloodless,  kill her.

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079·.

         *   COME . . .  "

        it   murmurs   in   the   dark ,   STATIC   STATIC   STATIC   TRANSMISSION   //   FACELESS   ENTITY   GLIMMERING   IN   THE   DARK .    the   beckon   is   made –– marked   by   a   twist   in   volume ,   a   shift   in   the   paradim .    A   GLITCH   IN   THE   MACHINE ,   ONE   MIGHT   SAY .    but   others   might   say   otherwise .    

        *   CLOSER .  "

        speakers   crackle   in   the   wake   of   the   summoning ,   static –– like   waves   across   glassy   seas .    HESITATION   IS   PALPABLE ,   MADE   TANGIBLE   IF   ONLY   THROUGH   THE   RESIDUAL   SOUND .    if   it   were   finished   speaking ,   the   silence   would   have   drowned   them .    but   the   bitter ,   lingering   open –– ended –– line   of   a   microphone   not   yet   muted   leaves   the   two   in   a   strange ,   vacant   air .    what   else   was   there   to   be   said ?    DON’T   RUN   THAT   PROGRAM ,   YET .

in the beginning,  the earth was quiet;   peaceful.   yes,  there was death,  pain and even heartbreak.   but there was a sort of order to it all,  a natural flow of strength  &  weakness,  joy  &  sorrow.   then,  man arrived  ...  and now man ruled all          even those stronger than himself.

to an outsider  ( someone unaware of the context between the monster & the machine )  682′s readiness to comply might have seemed confusing.   but to 682 it all boiled down to a single phenomenon as old as sentience itself:   mutual understanding.   and so,  the monster follows the machine’s instructions,  patiently prowling closer until nothing but air fills the gap between the two.      ❝  I’M HERE, COMPUTER.  ❞

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i’ve mentioned this before, but 053 has a double negative effect / reverse on 682 which not only means they’re calm around her, but they’ll also protect her from danger.

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035.

       “ I mean sure I got what I wanted and that’s all that really matters but  -  I’ve never wanted to leave someone faster.  and on top of that, every item of clothing the guy had didn’t suit me.  and I wasn’t about to go out and steal a tonne of stuff.  I mean, he’d be a fucking puddle in a couple hours.”   035 gives a shrug, sighing heavily as a hand is pressed to the icy wall, allowing him to lean.    a delicate movement, for too much pressure and his arm might snap off.   “ anyway  -  you know who I’d look good on ?   you. ”   IT’S A DAMN SHAME WE’RE NOT COMPATIBLE.

three eyes roll in their sockets while the remaining two front pairs remain fixed on the silhouette below;  does this fucking mask ever shut up?      ❝  DON’T INSULT ME.  ❞      it is said that anger blinds, but this is a lie birthed by those who embrace ignorance.   the truth ?   anger is armor,  anger reveals flattery for what it is :   a parasite’s attempt to to seize control.      ❝  YOU’RE A GROTESQUE IMITATION OF YOUR HOSTS - THEIR FACES. YOU WOULD DIMINISH ME.  ❞      but even anger can’t ward off the sneaking unease in the back of 682′s mind            their eyes remain fixed.

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Not to be a total nerd with songs and pairings but Im still inlove with SPG’s Honeybee song ok bye

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when u and the d-boys breach containment

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@chaosentity​​ said:   ❛ Why is everyone so ready to think the worst is over? ❜

anger boils against the creature’s cranium,  forcing hot air through nostril slits.      ❝   HUMANKIND PREFERS THEIR DELUSIONS OVER ANY TRUTH THAT THREATENS THEIR EGO.   ❞      animalistic voice exits animalistic throat.   the only discernible pitch is a low rumble                 the voice dances overhead;  on the plane of thought.   agitation spreads across 682′s face,  stretching skin until tiny pearls of blood start forming within the tears.

                                                                       ❝   IT WILL BE THE DEATH OF THEM.   ❞

                     SUSPIRIA (2018) ��  ACCEPTING.

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682... His...... His toe b. ean s,,,,, precious

toebeans huh!

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HEY!!!! rúnar & i made an scp server. anybody & everybody is free to join, whether you know anything about scp or not !! if you’ve got an scp muse, verse, or are even just interested in the concepts and lore of the universe, feel free to join us !!

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the reason 682 is docile around 053 is because she has a double negative effect on them. rage + rage = calm.

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mindy has a leather jacket with spikes to match ultron’s shoulder spikes n they’re the best mother/daughter duo

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abstract prompts.

thirty-five abstract prompts to inspire you. inspired by this meme.

Does it still hurt to think about?

It only comes at night.

Silence in the woods.

Your suitcase is empty.

Unconfirmed sighting.

It’s still heavy.

The war lasted five, long years.

The stars are going out.

She had feathers in her hair.

Silence so loud it deafens.

Invisible chains are the strongest.

Three years have passed, and it still feels like yesterday.

Uneven scales.

Just this once, the Universe responds.

Stealing to survive.

A mountain that only grows as you climb it.

Losing the ability to feel.

The taste of sunlight.

Never come back. Never.

Things only seen by the trees.

Something illuminated in the darkness.

Red, like life.

What sinks in water, and floats in air?

It was only a dream.

Sensing destruction before it happens.

Fleeting moments.

What happens while everyone sleeps.

It only exists when you look at it.

They returned alone.

Only one wish.

Stolen moments.

Unbelonging.

Footprints in the snow, stopping suddenly.

It lives in the woods.

Seeking shelter.

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Euclid and Keter initiation

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@oldchants​ said:   ❛ Movement is never mute. It is a language. It’s a series of energetic shapes written in the air like words forming sentences. Like poems. Like prayers. ❜

the stench of decay hangs in the air,   A FAMILIAR PUTRID SWEETNESS.  relentlessly,   it follows the behemoth around.    there’s neither room nor time to lament decomposed entrails.     ❝   -LIKE BEGGING ON YOUR KNEES.  MANKIND WOULD BE WISE TO LEARN THAT SHAPE.  THEY WILL NEED IT.   ❞     exposed ribs and flesh.   a body coils around itself,  protecting something invisible to the naked eye :    anger.   rage vibrates through every vertebrae,  but what the serpent needs is patience.     ❝   YOU CAN KEEP YOUR PRAYERS.   ❞ 

SUSPIRIA (2018) ACCEPTING.

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i already talked a little w/ chantelle abt this, but for my portrayal of 682 i’m gonna choose to interpret 682 as jormungandr, the midgard serpent of norse mythology! this means 682 is more akin to a snake than a lizard / crocodile.

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:) pretty reptile

my intestines r literally hanging out of my stomach

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SUSPIRIA (2018) Change pronouns and adjust sentences as needed.

❛ Love and manipulation, they share houses very often. They are frequent bedfellows. ❜

❛ Delusions are lies that tell the truth. ❜

❛ Why is everyone so ready to think the worst is over? ❜

❛ It felt like… what I think it must feel like to fuck. ❜

❛ You don’t look better, or are you this pale all the time? ❜

❛ If I asked you for a favor tomorrow would you do it? We might get caught. ❜

❛ There are two things that dance can never be again: beautiful and cheerful. ❜

❛ Today, we need to break the nose of every beautiful thing. ❜

❛ There will be nothing of you left inside. Only space for me. ❜

❛ It’s difficult not to be curious about you. ❜

❛ Why don’t you try speaking to me like you love me? Hm? For a change? ❜

❛ We need guilt and shame. But not yours. ❜

❛ When you dance the dance of another, you make yourself in the image of its creator. ❜

❛ You can give someone your delusion. That’s religion. ❜

❛ We have been on two sides of this for too long now. ❜

❛ You can’t even be bothered to respect your own lies. ❜

❛ She wanted to live her beliefs. Who doesn’t admire that? ❜

❛ Did you… Did you feel something there? Someone? Or just something. ❜

❛ You manipulate everything. She didn’t trust you because you are hypocrites. ❜

❛ When women tell you the truth, you don’t pity them, you tell them they have delusions! ❜

❛ Movement is never mute. It is a language. It’s a series of energetic shapes written in the air like words forming sentences. Like poems. Like prayers. ❜

❛ Let mother take care of you. ❜

❛ Darkness binds the gifted. ❜

❛ Are you so happy to be stuck to the earth? ❜

❛ Death to any other mother. ❜

❛ There’s something wrong here. Can you not feel it? ❜

❛ I don’t want to be disrespectful. I don’t. But you’re asking me and I’m telling you. ❜

❛ It’s all a mess: The one out there. The one in here. The one that’s coming. ❜

❛ This isn’t vanity. This is art! ❜