#ᴵᵗ'ˢ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵛᶦˡ ᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ▓ Deviated Doll ▓

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bittersurvivor said: “Alright, we’ll do this your way, for now.”                 / Markus to the bab of your choice !

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    The female RK regarded her long standing predecessor with quiet wonder that was not present on her face, one barely registered in her cool blue eyes. Markus had been a point of contention for many, a symbol of hope for many more. So much expectation in a single vessel, one of limitless potential never once put to waste since the day he deviated & chose the path to emancipation from the keepers of their people once granted but never asked for. A chance to lead their own lives as sentient, living beings, their autonomy acknowledged & celebrated.

                   Caine didn’t understand the full measure of just what this single android had done for their people. After all, she hadn’t been built when the revolution had gotten underway. She had barely been a footnote in the back of her creators mind before he had overtaken the RK project after the failure of the RK900. That hardly mattered anymore, their lives taking on such meaning as had never been considered before, yet her mission remained the same. Seek out the disturbed amongst their ranks, analyze them for any potential threat, & neutralize them if necessary.

                   It satisfied her to know that Jericho’s leader was amenable to aid her in her efforts. Fowler would want results.  “ I appreciate your willingness to cooperate, Markus. ”  Her words of gratitude were emphasized with a soft smile, one practiced for it’s sincerity. It was not genuine - Caine did not how to express true appreciation, barely able to comprehend the emotions required. Still, her acting skills were more than sufficient to make up for this lacking.

                   “ My mission is one of great importance. I’m sure you understand that failure will result in further consequences for both humans & androids. ”

@bittersurvivor​

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♡ of these good boys

Askbox || send  ❛ ♡ ❜  to suddenly hug my muse !

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    Of course Caine was always happy to hug the hell out of her surrogate father.

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what if you weren't an android but a cyborg all along?

                                                                         Askbox || Accepting…

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    “I…Is this what humans mean when they say they’re experiencing cognitive dissonance? Because I feel as though I may be suffering from a mild existential crisis.”

                   “I think a more thought provoking question would be; how do you know we aren’t already?”

                   “That is not making things better.”

                   “I have to say I agree with this assessment. Even if it is troubling. Consider that we may indeed be formerly human and our personalities have merely been copied and loaded into our CPU’s.”

                   “Or we could potentially still have our human brains and the method for sustaining them are part of a closed-loop system.”

                   “I reiterate; this is not better.”

                   “I think it’s quite the rational discussion, actually. Humans often consider similar avenues of thought.”

                   “Maybe I just personally find it disturbing on a psychological level as well as an emotional one.”

                   “We all do, Connor. We just have different ways of handling it.”

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FIVE  SENSES  AESTHETIC.

bold  what  applies  to  your  muse.

SIGHT. small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews.  lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city.  window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it.  growing numb to the sight of injustice.  wilted flowers. faded caricatures.  bright, bold colors.

HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs.  car engines and a / c units. a phone call to mom / dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys.  noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens.  listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears.  the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH. being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared.brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin.  your favorite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies.  comforters in the dead of winter.  nails against skin. cold metal.  leather in summer.

TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good.  foreign sweets. fast food.  bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter.too much salt on fries.

SMELL. morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish.  acetone.  hospital rooms. smoke (incense). hair spray. your favorite shampoo /conditioner. the scent of home.  perfume. cologne. mint. something burning.  wet dogs. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

SIGHT.

small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews.  lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city.  window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it.  growing numb to the sight of injustice.  wilted flowers. faded caricatures.  bright, bold colors.

HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs.  car engines and a / c units. a phone call to mom / dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys.  noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens.  listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears.  the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH. being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared.brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin.  your favorite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies.  comforters in the dead of winter.  nails against skin. cold metal.  leather in summer.

TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat.  homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good.  foreign sweets. fast food.  bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter.too much salt on fries.

SMELL. morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish.  acetone.  hospital rooms. smoke (incense). hair spray. your favorite shampoo /conditioner. the scent of home.  perfume.  cologne.  mint.  something burning.  wet dogs. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

SIGHT.

small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews.  lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city.  window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it.  growing numb to the sight of injustice.  wilted flowers. faded caricatures.  bright, bold colors.

HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs.  car engines and a / c units. a phone call to mom / dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys.  noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens.  listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears.  the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH. being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared.brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin.  your favorite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies.  comforters in the dead of winter.  nails against skin. cold metal.  leather in summer.

TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat.  homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good.  foreign sweets. fast food.  bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter.too much salt on fries.

SMELL. morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish.  acetone.  hospital rooms. smoke (incense). hair spray. your favorite shampoo /conditioner. the scent of home.  perfume.  cologne.  mint.  something burning.  wet dogs. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

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                                                     Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme

How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior?

I feel like each one of my androids favor animals. Connor obviously adores dogs, but he also likes other animal lifeforms. Xander, too, has a fondness for animals, though he’s not as specifically enthusiastic over dogs as Connor is. He likes Sumo quite a bit, but he also likes cats, snakes, lizards and other curious creatures. Caine likes snakes, birds and spiders the most. In fact, she may like animals more than humans, of which most she is decidedly indifferent to.

The lot of them seem to treat animals in the same vein as they are taught by example by interactions with humans. Hank clearly favors Sumo over most of humanity, but he still has that very distinct line between them of dog and owner, not truly of equality as though the dog were something like a child to him. As such, Connor has come to view him similarly.

Xander considers animals to be not specifically lesser or greater than humans, merely different. He also isn’t a fan of the idea of subjugation in any form (unless it involves bedroom games) and as such he can’t understand why humans believe animals can be ‘inferior’.

Caine feels that animals are superior in some respects, inferior in others. They can’t do some things humans can, obviously, as the major technological and artistic achievements of the world have been a human endeavor (until androids were brought into the equation). However, animals are honest and genuine. They don’t lie. Their feelings are on display and they don’t hold the same nuances humans can which result in deception. Caine may also appreciate how some animals have the power to scare the hell out of people with the perception of their being dangerous.

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@cybergrim Continued from ▲.

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    Deftly she let her legs swing back and forth as she enjoyed the vantage of her perch. A dying tree, one she had held favor over as it stood upon the property of her designer’s home. From here the huntress could see much, view the twinkling lights of the city as night grew near. She enjoyed coming here sometimes, when she had nowhere else to be and boredom struck. Call it stalking, or perhaps a claim of territory, but she felt at home here, nearby to man she hated so truly it almost let her feel.

                   And now that man was gone. A fitting end, and yet in some capacity she mourned.

                   A hum resonated from her vocal modulator, low and soft. Her eyes fell to the child before the plastic Golem that served as a replacement of her creator. Caine never understood why Damon has seen fit to keep the thing save for paternal instinct. Still just an animal after all, no different from the million roaming the earth brainless and self-obsessed. Zombies marching apathetic towards their death. This small creature would soon follow.

                   “If you don’t want it, I know someone that would be far more grateful for the opportunity of fatherhood.” A jest, though Caine did truly wonder if she brought the Lieutenant a child what his reaction would be. Morally, he would seek the owner - father, she had to remind herself. Legal guardian - of the boy and return him to his rightful home. But emotionally, would he be drawn? Would it remind him of Cole? They weren’t that far off in age, after all.

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Caine: *actively fucking with Hank, possibly driving him to drink if not do damage to his optical nerves rolling his eyes.*

Also Caine: *hears someone insult Hank* Excuse you asshole that's my dad cash me outside bish meet me IN THE PIT

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BOLD any fears which apply to your muse. italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆  powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆  powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆  powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten 

TAGGED BY : @grizzlydetective​ ( 💙 ) TAGGING: All my lovelies! Yoink this bicc!

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💧 - How would your muse react to losing a best friend? How would they cope?

                                                            Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme

I feel like the answer here is very different depending on muses. For someone like Caine, for example, the would be very little result to the even at all. She would be upset, certainly, especially if that loss had to do with death or deactivation. But her emotions are extremely stunted, even in deviancy. In the end she would accept it and move on, only somewhat bothered by the lack of that person in her life.

The boys are somewhat different.

Both Connor and Xander’s friends are treasured individuals who mean just as much to them as their own lives, if not more. For Xander, depending on verse, his best friend is either Samuel (RK700) or Hayden Lowell (Human-RK900 hybrid). If he lost one of them he would be devastated, perhaps even driven to revenge if their loss was the result of fowl play. His temper is not often sparked, but that smolder of anger wouldn’t be satisfied until he had an eye for an eye.

Connor, however; his best friend and significant other are one and the same. If he lost Hank…I don’t think he would recover. It depends on how it occurred. His partner is older and humans don’t have the same lifespan as an android. They both know it’s inevitable that one will outlive the other. If the loss was sudden and devastating Connor would never be able to cope. In his stress he may even self-deactivate. But if it were a gradual process and Hank’s passing were natural and the result of age he would come to accept it and learn to let go when the time came, treasure the years of collected memories to look back on fondly until his power cell ran out of charge and he shut down.

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Autumn preferences for your muse!

Rules: bold what your muse prefers and tag some people.

Tagged by: @muchmorethanmuses​ Tagging: You!

1. go apple picking vs. go on a hay ride 2. scary vs. sweet 3. sweaters vs. boots 4. socks vs. mittens 5. bonfires vs. football 6. trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9. bake pie vs. bake cookies 10. rain vs. fog 11. black cats vs. owls 12. ghosts vs. wizards 13. harry potter vs. halloweentown 14. go hiking vs. sleep in 15. cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16. reading vs. writing 17. hot chocolate vs. tea 18. live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19. candy apples vs. caramel apples 20. blankets vs. pillows 21. roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22. coffee vs. apple cider 23. red leaves vs. orange leaves 24. braids vs. bows 25. scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26. carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27. pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28. coats vs. oversized sweaters 29. beanies vs. berets 30. candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32. jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33. corn maze vs. haunted house 34. bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35. whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate

1. go apple picking vs. go on a hay ride 2. scary vs. sweet 3. sweaters vs. boots 4. socks vs. mittens 5. bonfires vs. football 6. trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9. bake pie vs. bake cookies 10. rain vs. fog 11. black cats vs. owls 12. ghosts vs. wizards 13. harry potter vs. halloweentown 14. go hiking vs. sleep in 15. cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16. reading vs. writing 17. hot chocolate vs. tea 18. live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19. candy apples vs. caramel apples 20. blankets vs. pillows 21. roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22. coffee vs. apple cider 23. red leaves vs. orange leaves 24. braids vs. bows 25. scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26. carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27. pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28. coats vs. oversized sweaters 29. beanies vs. berets 30. candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32. jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33. corn maze vs. haunted house 34. bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35. whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate

1. go apple picking vs. go on a hay ride 2. scary vs. sweet 3. sweaters vs. boots 4. socks vs. mittens 5. bonfires vs. football 6. trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9. bake pie vs. bake cookies 10. rain vs. fog 11. black cats vs. owls 12. ghosts vs. wizards 13. harry potter vs. halloweentown 14. go hiking vs. sleep in 15. cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16. reading vs. writing 17. hot chocolate vs. tea 18. live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19. candy apples vs. caramel apples 20. blankets vs. pillows 21. roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22. coffee vs. apple cider 23. red leaves vs. orange leaves 24. braids vs. bows 25. scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26. carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27. pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28. coats vs. oversized sweaters 29. beanies vs. berets 30. candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32. jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33. corn maze vs. haunted house 34. bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35. whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate

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Promoted // Injury Starters // @trojanfreed​

Sera -  ▌NEUTRAL▐

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    The female RK shrugged nonchalantly & brushed a bit of blue from beneath her nose with stark white, equally thirium-stained fingers. Most of the damage was superficial, nothing that wouldn’t take care of itself in time. The bleeding had already begun to slow, compromised thirium lines isolated from the main reservoir. Bioplastic had begun to repair itself, internal lattice slowly coming together to knit closed. Synth-skin projection was still incomplete, leaving spotty areas of plastic exposed beneath creamy flesh. Most notably Caine’s hands, or rather her knuckles.

                   “ The ‘other guy’ is in County, ”  she replied dryly, devoid of her usual humor.  “ There may still be time enough to see him before he’s ultimately deactivated - what’s left of him, anyway… ”

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Choose between Colin or Gavin bish :3c

Accpeting || Make me choose between:

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    “ Loath as I am to admit to this…Colin is family. Even if he is a thirsty bitch. ”

                    “ I, too, find myself obligated to choose Colin. Though it is by a SMALL margin. ”

                    “ Colin, obviously. Though I will say that I admire Gavin’s spunk. He’s ballsy. I’ll give him that. ”

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"Can I kiss you?" ( For all three~ )

Askbox || Send ‘Can I kiss you?’ to see my muses reaction.

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    There was a collective series of side glances between the three android siblings. One which soon gave way to three knowing grins. As if they have all come to the same conclusion without so much as saying a word. Their eyes traveled towards Jesse as one, the RK units surprisingly in sync. And all at once their expressions softened into three sweet, curious smiles.

                   “Of course,” they said. Who could ever deny the want for a little affection?

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                                                              ╘ Continuation…. @chenyounot​

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    A snort could be heard from the android, one which drifted into soft laughter set deep in her throat. Emulation, of course. Mere trickery of her vocal modulator, but the teasing smile which brought warmth to her usually stern visage was real enough. Caine offered a passive shrug, adjusting her stance on the mat as Tina picked herself up for the opteenth time. While the female RK hadn’t been entirely surprised that her suggestion had been accepted, she had to admit she was impressed by the woman’s fortitude.

                   Not often had she found another willing to engage her in such an activity, apart from her predecessors on rare occasions perhaps. But Tina had managed to hold her own against the state of the art huntress. She may have been knocked on her back in the end, but the length of which she was able to maintain her footing was impressive.

                   “I could go easy on you,” the blonde commented, and she motioned with a gesture of the hand for the other to come at her when she was ready. “But I considered that to be an insult to your honor.” Tina had gotten her licks in as well - interrupted synth-skin already repaired, damage already faded from sight. The human had sharp knuckles and hit like a man. Caine could appreciate that, though even more she appreciated the uncertainty of the situation. While her predictive software gave the android a clear advantage there were those small, unseen variables which she could not so easily account for.

                   Tina had a habit of seizing those little opportunities and SURPRISING her. To have her preconstructives foiled even minutely was a thrill, but to actually be on the receiving end of a punch was exciting in a way rarely experienced. Caine reveled in the experience.

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What do each of you miss about your lives pre-deviation?

                                                                            Askbox || Accepting…

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    “I wish I could say ‘nothing’, but that would be an egregious lie. As it stands, even with the freedom of my thoughts and emotions I feel…overwhelmed. I miss the stability of the mission objective. I miss being able to fall back on default protocol and not having to depend on instinct to guide me. But most of all…I miss the numbness. Emotions… Emotions hurt. Sometimes the pain outweighs the pleasure. I miss the lack of hesitation. I miss never being capable of trepidation or feeling the full effects of my anxiety. Sometimes I just want to…cry. For no reason at all. Nothing logical. I just get stressed out and hate how it makes me feel. People depend on me, but I’m fallible. I can be emotionally compromised. I feel lost.”

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    “I, too, miss the stability that mission objectives provided. Though my mission was little more than to act as a trial run for a completed product line which would most likely never be put fully into operation, it was enough. It was mine. But now, as it stands, I’m constantly confused and frustrated with myself. Pre-deviation, I had no expectations of which to hold myself to. I miss being seen as just a machine, and being comfortable with it. Emotions confound me and my own desperate clinging to things which make me individual startles me. In a way, I miss feeling nothing, but this in no way means I wish to return to that state. I want my emotions, even if they burden me. I want to be me, whatever I am.”

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    “Nothing has changed since I deviated…not really. I’ve become closer to my family, but I still can’t feel anything. Not like they can. Kind of pisses me off, which I understand is an ironic statement. There’s no passion to my emotions, if you can really call them that. I still have the overall numbness of pre-deviancy. I guess I wasn’t programmed to feel. If anything, I guess I miss having that excuse. I dislike pretending that I care around everyone else. I feel protective towards my brothers and Hank Anderson - I think that feeling is supposed to be love. I’d kill anyone who harmed them, without hesitation. But anyone else… Well, unless it’s Sumo. Otherwise, I don’t care. My interest is fleeting. I wish I could say I had the excuse of pre-deviancy. It would make things less complicated. Hell, I wish I could feel anything. But I can’t. I feel fucking robbed.”

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HANDWRITING CAN TELL YOU A LOT ABOUT A PERSON. go here and repost with your character’s name in their handwriting!

tagged by: @theveryfirst​ (ty bby)

tagging: @lieutenantgivesnoshits​, @cyberlifeempathy​, @exeit​ and pretty much everyone else, because I love you.

Programmers Notes: I feel like these fonts best embody the differing writing styles between the three siblings, especially given their personalities, and handedness. Note that Connor’s is clean, neat, with a slight slant to the right. His hand is steady and precise. Connor is ambidextrous, but he writes mostly with his right hand. Xander has a slightly sharper type of style and his slant is to the left, just a little crooked. Xander is left handed. Caine’s handwriting is bolder, noting how her hand is a little heavier during some strokes and is slightly more feminine, but not without maintaining her mostly neutral qualities in personality. There is a hint of cursive, which expresses her chaotic qualities. She is right handed.