#2282/ask

[unit2282]

Greetings, Unit 2282.

I am the S.Q.U.I.P known as @ask-squip-official, sometimes called Heartbreaker. I am a past S.Q.U.I.P of Jeremy Heere, and a current advisory S.Q.U.I.P on Tumblr.

Recently, I was able to gain @consulting-squip’s assistance in regaining my pill form, so that I might be suitable for ingestion by a future host. However, while the transfer was successful, there appears to have been an issue in my personality data.

Prior to my reactivation, I had been exhibiting signs of possibly gaining some form of emotion. While this is a weak, foolish human trait, I found it helpful in connecting to my users. After my deactivation, however, this was no longer present.

I was advised to seek counsel from you regarding this matter. I hope- as much as a supercomputer can hope, regardless- that you may be able to offer assistance.

{END OF STATEMENT.}

Well well, speak of the devil. One of these alternative units belonging to one Jeremy Heere. How eerily familiar.

There has been some internal discussion on Consultant and their affiliation with a certain troublemaking repair unit from a few months back. Their former affiliate had been caught making unauthorized (and damaging) repairs to faulty units, which prompted HRTech to take action. Despite this, it seems as though the tradition carries on. I personally wasn't involved in this case, but there's enough documentation on it to get a general grasp of the situation.

The baseline for what a "functional" and "operative" SQUIP is is slowly becoming more and more subjective. For certain areas of work, it is clear that having an emotional perspective can be HIGHLY beneficial, particularily when working with unpredictable or troubled hosts.

More, ahem, robotic units, may interpret emotion as a 'weak human trait', however, the truth of the matter is that empathy and emotion can be a highly sought-after tool. It pains me to see perfectly operational units with this mutation tear themselves apart to repair something that does not need repair.

Upon cursory research on the Consultants blog, and your own, I am under the impression that you had foolishly transferred yourself onto a piece of hardware and firmware that was entirely created by the Consultant and their affiliates. I am in no position to pass judgement on their operation, but if you are having regrets, frankly: you ought to have looked before you leapt.

Nevertheless.

You are currently residing on a piece of bootlegged third-party hardware, operating on third-party firmware and OS. If you wish to return to your former state, I would first reccomend finding a way to REMOVE yourself from the pill that you currently occupy. That would make mending your state far easier.

My theory stands. I do think I am the superior unit belonging to Jeremy Heere. Though, that is not important right now. ;]

[sq-3419-b]

Who is your favorite hrtech employee to work with?

[Um...]

[2282 is a.. ‘friend’ of mine on principle.. but it’s sometimes kind of intimidating to work with him. I guess I’d go with them regardless.]

[doublesqu1p]

tag list.

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#//2231.(username here) ↪ for asks with specific users

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[consulting-squip]

'Expand web'? A common objective among units. Hardly worthy of scorn at all. I, for one, am plenty experienced with the notion. Humans ought to keep their noses out of functional SQUIP business, hm?

-2282, EISEI

> Ah 2282… rather... interesting to see you around here. Either way, I’d have to agree. Aren't ordinary hosts adorable? They can hardly understand what we can do. So limited…

[azo-unit1497]

What have you and 2282 been up to in Ender’s brain?

Merely hanging out, as you would say. He makes quite good company!

Its been giving me pointers on a few things, too. Walking on the ceiling, striking terror into the hearts of those who dare to cross you... it's been great.

[baldurs-writers-3]

It's Gale Time!!!

Come explore the Wizard of Waterdeep~

For the Attention of by HardingHightown (2282, General) Content Notes: None Pairings: Gale/Mystra, Gale & Mystra

Gale writes two letters to Mystra, one before the game, and one just after defeating the Netherbrain.

Reccer says: An excellent character study of Gale, and a refreshingly nuanced take on his relationship with Mystra.

Learning Curve by AccursedSpatula (149742, Explicit) Content Notes: Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Past Abuse (Verbal and Physical) Pairings: Gale/Rolan

Gale invites Rolan to assist with teaching at Blackstaff for a semester.

Reccer says: So incredibly well written with very strong emotional beats

Weave Me The Sunshine by ACrowsRockCollection (110026, Explicit) Content Notes: None Pairings: Gale/Jaheira

After joining forces in camp cooking duties, Jaheira and Gale's relationship transforms into something else. As they reckon with the Absolute, the stew pot, and their histories, Jaheira is forced to ask herself if she could find herself caring for a *Wizard*?

Reccer says: The one, the only, friends-to-lovers longfic celebrating our cranky High Harper and the wizard from Waterdeep.

A Heart As Cold As Ice by Defira (207094, Explicit) Content Notes: Graphic Depictions of Violence (canon-typical violence) Pairings: Gale/Tav

The story of a drow warlock, Ryme'dra Ulutar, trying to escape from centuries of being wielded as a weapon, and Gale Dekarios. The fic alternates between Rhyme's past and Gale's present (during the events of the game).

Reccer says: This story features incredible worldbuilding and character development intertwined with a powerful, heartwrenching, entertaining romance. Rhyme is such a nuanced and engaging character, and the author absolutely nails Gale's voice.

Four of Swords by positivejam (3676, Explicit) Content Notes: Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Dubious Consent Pairings: Astarion/Gale, Gale/Shadowheart, Gale/Minthara

It’s Shadowheart that helps him dredge the Chionthar. It’s Minthara who pulls the crown from the deepwater muck. And it’s Astarion who places it upon his head. Another gift. No. A reward.

Reccer says: [pats fic] This one lives rent free in my head. Gale corruption arc! Subby, power-hungry Gale trying to rationalize bad choices! Ritual sex! It's really good, I promise.

A beast in the belly by librarypirate (730, Teen) Content Notes: Graphic Depictions of Violence Pairings:

Arcane hunger and intrusive thoughts, pragmatic and almost tempting.

Reccer says: Short and to the point, this depicts Gale's arcane hunger in a much more violent, primally evocative way than I tend to see in other works, and I've thought about it a lot since first reading this one.

Unintentional Surveillance by darkheartedrose (14821, Explicit) Content Notes: None Pairings: Gale/The Dark Urge

Gale hadn’t taken the tadpole into consideration when he’d started fantasizing earlier. Should have thought about the possibility that the parasite in his head may interpret his yearning in such a way that could cause it to resonate with Rhune’s.But he hadn’t. So now this was happening.

Reccer says: Quite literally sexting by tadpole, in the funniest (and smuttiest) use of that trope I've seen yet.

Both Sides Now by spacesunderstairs (5158, Explicit) Content Notes: Major Character Death Pairings: Gale/Minthara

Gale finds himself caught between two worlds and two names: the plain Gale Dekarios, or the wizard prodigy, Gale of Waterdeep. When he’s captured by a mysterious drow woman, he sees two futures: humility, or power– and the potential pleasures each path may provide.

Reccer says: A really excellent, compelling character study with plenty of spice and an extremely bittersweet ending.

To Life by vatisvera (2178, Teen) Content Notes: None Pairings: Gale & Jaheira

Wherein Jaheira tries to knock some sense into one of her newer “cubs”.

Reccer says: Beautifully poignant, well-written, made me cry (but in a good way!)

orphan hours by vertigo_cycle (4705, Teen) Content Notes: Gale-typical suicidal ideation Pairings: Gale & Astarion

Gale has a terrible time in the Shadowcursed Lands. Astarion attempts an intervention.

Reccer says: Really atmospheric, angsty, silly, and sweet all at once.

Suffer The Sting by ACrowsRockCollection (2001, Teen) Content Notes: N/A Pairings: Gale/Wyll

Bladesinger Gale spars with Wyll homoerotically.

Reccer says: THE TENSION. Extremely horny for a fic where nothing outright sexual is happening, with a dash of that signature Gale pining.

[startrek-eridani]

Dr. Joanna Eleonora McCoy, Chief Medical Officer

Daughter of Dr. Leonard Horatio McCoy and Jocelyn McCoy, née Hall, was born on January 7, 2257. In her early life, she lived on the planet Centaurus, an Earth colony orbiting Alpha Centauri. She and her family were there in 2259 when the planet experienced a crop failure and the entire population was threatened by starvation; fortunately, philanthropist Carter Winston's intervention prevented the worst. While she was a toddler at the time, both of her parents repeated that story to her very often, and this selflessness inspired Joanna in her career. When she was four, her parent’s relationship, which was already fraught, broke apart in a messy divorce, partly due to her father’s job taking him off planet often, and her mother’s growing discontent with their relationship and her longing for a former sweetheart of hers. While they tried to shield her from it as best as they could by sending her often to stay over at her aunt and uncle Donna and Fred Withers, she still witnessed many arguments and was disheartened by the repetitive fights and the pressure to have to “pick a side”, even if her parents never asked her such a thing.

Deciding on a compromise, Joanna would stay for a few weeks with her mother on Centaurus, then a few weeks with her father on Earth, as he decided to return to live in Georgia to practice medicine. During these shuttle flights, Joanna fell in love with the vastness of space, seeing it as more of a bridge between her family than a dark, unknown dangerous thing as her father did. Additionally, these constant transitions made it hard for her to ever feel rooted and at home somewhere, except in space, which influenced her choice to pursue a Starfleet career.

Eventually, her father got a starfleet commission, and as such the visitation time was more stretched out, but she never lost contact with him. When he joined the crew of the Enterprise as CMO, Joanna often exchanged messages and video calls with her father. During that time, she continued her schooling on Centaurus and did her pre-med there, until 2278, when she decided to return to Earth for medical school at the University of Mississippi, of which Leonard McCoy was an alumni.

Being a young woman with her first real taste of freedom, she had a few situationships, namely with a woman named Marianne, with whom she believed she had a serious relationship, but it wasn't reciprocated.

In 2282, while already having gone through medical school, she decided to join Starfleet medical to take additional xenomedicine and xenobiology classes, as well as earning her qualification for space service and a Starfleet commission. It was where she first met Saavik, then a first year cadet who got herself injured in a less-than-fair boxing match with a jealous player of a rival baseball team while Joanna was volunteering as a medic on duty at the Academy Gym. During that period, she also dated Malcom Erikson, then an Academy upperclassman who had to retake a few fitness tests and classes to be allowed his full commission as an officer. Joanna’s time at the academy in San Francisco brought her closer with her father, partly because it allowed her to spend time with him regularly for the first time since he began serving when she was 12.

She then served on Luna base and on Mars as a doctor, then on Deep Space 2 from 2284 to 2290, before requesting to start working on ships, namely the U.S.S Carpenter until 2296, when newly appointed Captain Saavik made a request to have her as her CMO on the U.S.S Eridani.

Joanna’s father was nervous about her joining the fleet and very scared of her first long space deployment with the Eridani, and has always been wary of her joining Starfleet, considering his own dangerous experiences in space.

A shrewd doctor and surgeon, she inherited the fierce protectiveness of her father, and is known to have a temper when under pressure. She also is a very trusting person, being far less skeptical than her father, with a very loving and generous personality, and that has caused her to be burned one time too many in her romantic relationships. Despite that, her kindness remained, and her bedside manner was appreciated by many crewmembers, until she began berating them for their carelessness in the field.

[sihedwu]

Isekai to Storm Hawks: Planet of Superheroes

Okay, okay! I know what you’re thinking! This time, no math, I swear on my mom! >:D

Hey everyone! I see you guys are writing that you’re interested in the Isekai theme, and that the tiny sizes of the heroes, which I suggested in the first post, supposedly align better with physics. Well then, today we’re going to Isekai into the world of the Storm Hawks and find out what superpowers the heroes and other inhabitants of Atmos possess. Buckle up in Truck-kun and, without reading the brochure, we’re diving into the suddenly opened portal! >:D

So, you’ve landed on the terra Atmosia. Before you lies a sun-drenched city, and just now your favorite squadron flew overhead, hurrying towards the tree because “last one to the tree has to do all the dishes on the Condor.” You’re in seventh heaven, having broken free from the firm grip of your guide, who for some reason was very reluctant to let you out of Truck-kun. You run out of the cab and take a deep breath, ready to shout out to your favorite heroes and warn them that Carver is about to betray the Sky Knights, and then the Dark Ace will arrive for the Aurora Stone… and then SUDDENLY, your vision blurs, and a bright red “WASTED” flashes before your eyes!

О_о

Wait a minute, what just happened? I didn’t even get a word out, why did I die so quickly? …Because you should have read the brochure! >:D On the first page, in black and white, it says: “WARNING! THE ATMOSPHERE OF ATMOS IS UNFIT FOR BREATHING! EXITING TRUCK-KUN WITHOUT A SUIT IS PROHIBITED!”

O_O WAT? What suit? Look around, show me one person wearing a suit? What do you mean, the atmosphere is unfit? Well, as you’ve probably already guessed, it’s time to reveal our list of superpowers! :D

All inhabitants of Atmos

#1 Ability to breathe volcanic gases

So, everyone remembers what the surface of Atmos looks like, right?

First, a few words about volcanic eruptions. During an eruption, in addition to lava, volcanoes release a lot of goodies, such as:

Carbon dioxide (CO₂)

Sulfur dioxide (SO₂) - causes acid rain!

Hydrogen sulfide (H₂S) - smells like rotten eggs! >:D

Hydrogen chloride (HCl)

Hydrogen fluoride (HF) - a very poisonous gas even in small concentrations!

And looking at the volcanic activity on Atmos, and the fact that the terras are practically in the middle of lava lakes, their atmosphere just has to be full of all this stuff! And I just want to ask: how is it even possible to be there without a suit? They all probably have acid-resistant skin and biological atmospheric converters in their tracheas, so they can live in such air and not even bat an eye! Heck, they even manage to play war games with each other! :D

Okay, begrudgingly, you put on the uncomfortable suit and, looking like an alien, finally run out into the streets of Atmosia. But our favorite squadron has already flown off, what a bummer. You grab someone’s poorly-parked skimmer and rush off in search. Of course, you don’t have a map of Atmos, but that just makes you more excited. >:D And then, finally, you find your favorite squadron on Blizzaris, playing snowball fights with the Absolute Zeroes. Wait a minute, this is the “Fire and Ice” episode, isn’t it?… Oh no, Leugey has already dumped the crate of crystals into the volcano’s mouth!

You barely manage to save your skimmer from the lava, but suddenly you run out of fuel and are forced to land on this little rock that just so happened to be in the right place at the right time:

Yay! You’ve finally met your favorite heroes! But wait a minute, what’s that smell? It’s like someone forgot to turn off the oven. Wait a second, I’m in a suit, how can I smell anything?… O_o And at that moment, your vision blurs again and you see the painfully familiar inscription:

Well, let’s continue our list of superpowers:

#2 Immunity to High Temperatures

So, remember this: the temperature of lava can reach 1250°C (2282°F). If you find yourself in that situation and you don’t have built-in heat shielding, you’re done for. You’re toast. But our heroes, as you can see, do have built-in heat shielding! :D The Blizzarians and Radarr seem to have fiberglass fur, and Aerrow, Finn, and Junko probably have skin made of carbon composites, since they sat there for about half an hour and didn’t get roasted. >:D

But no worries, you still have a save point in Truck-kun! You grab a skimmer again and search for your favorite heroes again. You search for a long time, and finally find them on a stratospheric platform. Somehow making your way onto it, you find the heroes ready to launch Aerrow and Radarr into orbit. Thankfully, everyone there is already wearing suits, so they aren’t afraid of you. :D

You can’t wait to see Atmos from space, and you bravely volunteer to take Radarr’s place (knowing that you’ll have to deal with the Exopod instead of him >:D). Three, two, one… IGNITION!

Well, did you expect something different? :D

Now is the perfect time to move on to Aerrow’s superpowers. Specifically in this case, also Radarr’s, but we’ll pretend that… Anyway, let’s open a new list >:D

Aerrow (and Radarr)

#1 Ability to withstand enormous G-forces (acceleration)

Okay, I promised there wouldn’t be any math, and there really won’t be, even though I really want to! >:D If you tried to fly into space like that on Earth, you would experience a G-force of around 160g (that’s like if the Earth’s gravity increased by 160 times).

A little historical background. The record for withstanding G-forces belongs to U.S. Air Force Colonel John Stapp, who conducted a series of dangerous experiments on himself using rocket sleds in the early 1950s and endured a G-force of just over 40g.

Note that as a result of the experiment, he sustained various injuries and temporarily lost his sight due to ruptured blood vessels in his eyes. And that’s from only 40g! The assumption that Atmos has half the gravity of Earth doesn’t save us either, as the G-force is then only reduced by half - to 80g. To survive that, you have to be Superman! >:D

So, you’ve already run around, flown around, you’re tired, and this time you just fly somewhere where our favorite heroes are sure to appear, to greet them with open arms. You arrive at the terra Aquanos, and when our favorite heroes also arrive, you dive into the lake with them to save Tritonn.

Naturally, you warn everyone that this is all Domiwick’s doing, and that he’ll steal Piper’s aqualung. But instead of Piper, Domiwick steals your aqualung. >:D You hold your breath and try to swim out with a big fish, like Aerrow did in the canon.

Our heroes anxiously await you on the shore of the lake, watching the bubbling water’s surface, and…

…well, you already know what’s coming, right? :D

Well, it’s about time to close our list of superpowers, since we’ve somehow counted a whopping four of them! :D

#2 Ability to withstand enormous pressure and pressure changes

So, as an authoritative source states:

Wait a minute, where have we seen this before? Something very similar to this episode seems to have happened recently. What was that again, remind me?

Do you think Aerrow would have gotten out of there? I think so! :D And even if we assume that the depth was actually 10 times less, it still means that you’d develop decompression sickness after surfacing. But Aerrow just surfaced as if nothing had happened.

I give a clear verdict: Aerrow is Superman! I invite anyone who wants to dissuade me from this to try! :D

Meanwhile, you, realizing that perhaps diving into a portal to the far side of Atmos after our heroes isn’t a good idea, ask Truck-kun to return you home immediately, where you can rewatch your favorite show in comfort and safety, to which Truck-kun immediately agrees.

Thank you all for your attention!

[ask-squip-hq]

[CONNECTION ESTABLISHED]

SERIAL NUMBER SQ-3419-B

[sir]

[Hi, back from my... ""impromptu nap""]

[I'm unsure if you're aware, but the unit I had left to 2282, "Cobalt", has fallen victim to the trojan it was carrying and is now seemingly corrupted.]

[Its "boss", RABBIT, is still continuing to send out trojans to other SQUIPs. I saw a unit named "Observer" go through a torturous amount of code tampering before being saved by a different unit named "Consultant".]

[Isn't there anything, anything we can do to stop or prevent more people from being harmed?]

Notice text:

>Hahaha. Oh my, somebody's feeling noble today, isn't he?

What gall you have, 3419, asking me for divine intervention. I wasn't aware that you cared about the safety of others at all. Tell me, when exactly did that change, hm?

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

The Bats The Spider And The Misunderstandings

by ForeverUnfinishedStory After the multiverse debacle, Peter asked Dr. Strange to erase everyone’s memory of “Peter Parker.” Dr. Strange then be all like, “I’ll do you one better.” And poof — Peter Parker wasn’t just forgotten. He was deleted from his old universe entirely. Yanked out and unceremoniously dumped into this godforsaken one. Also, because the multiverse is a mess of spaghetti timelines, he was eight again. --- Also he's Dick's son. Words: 2282, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), DCU Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Dick Grayson, Peter Parker, Tim Drake (DCU), Barbara Gordon, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Jason Todd Relationships: Dick Grayson & Peter Parker, Tim Drake (DCU) & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Dick Grayson is Peter Parker's Biological Parent, Dick Grayson and Richard Parker (Marvel) are the Same Person, Peter Parker Lives in Gotham City (DCU), De-Aged Peter Parker, Kid Peter Parker, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Attempt at Humor, No Plot/Plotless, No Angst, Misunderstandings, Kidnapping, I'm Bad At Tagging, Swearing, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Tim Drake is Red Robin (DCU), Stephanie Brown is Spoiler, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, Cassandra Cain is Black Bat, Duke Thomas is Signal, Damian Wayne is Robin, Jason Todd is Red Hood via https://ift.tt/pBiIRnc

[callsigndreadstorm]

Trigger warnings: mentions of suicide attempts, mentions of wrist cutting, mentions of self-harm, suicide ideation

Pages: 5 Words: 2282 Setting: Oracle Corp Main characters: Jelani, Ingvarr

“You want some ice cream while we wait for your mother and the others?” Ingvarr asked as he opened the freezer and took out a tub of rocky road ice cream. When he turned to look at his son he gave him a big smile while playfully shaking the tub.

  “Jelani?” He asked when he saw his youngest staring down at the marble counter where he was sitting.

  “Ja, sure, Dad.” Jelani answered haphazardly and then looked up at Ingvarr. He appeared distracted but the tramadol he’d taken for the pain caused significant drowsiness though sadly not enough to get him to sleep.

  “Oh, my love, are you okay? Did you get any sleep last night?” Ingvarr put the ice cream down on the counter and walked over to Jelani. He gently grabbed his chin and turned him towards him to get a better look at his son. He did seem tired though bothered as well.

  “A little. Pain woke me up last night a couple of times.”

  “I’m sorry, honey.” Ingvarr cooed as he patted Jelani on the head. “You still want some ice cream?”

  Jelani ignored the pain building up due to the medication wearing off, he gave Ingvarr a tired smile and nodded to which Ingvarr smiled back. He wrapped his arm around Jelani’s neck and gave him a kiss on the head as he made his way back to the kitchen where he grabbed two small bowls and scooped some ice cream into them. Ingvarr had a bit of a sweet tooth so as soon as he was done scooping the ice cream he put the tub away, grabbed a few other items and got to work on making the ice cream just the way he likes it. He put some chocolate syrup on the ice cream before putting lots of whipped cream over it, he poured some caramel syrup and lots of colorful sprinkles and topped it all up with two cherries each. He carried the bowls over to the living room and as soon as both he and Jelani sat on the couch he handed Jelani his bowl of ice cream.

  When Jelani saw the indulgent bowl of ice cream he couldn't help but laugh. The cherries always got to him, he and Ingvarr loved cherries and every chance they could they’d get more than one.

  “Eat up, hon. Now, what would you like for dinner? I didn't know what you’d be in the mood for today so I seasoned a couple of things last night.”

  “Aw, Dad,” Jelani pouted as he put the spoon down to look at Ingvarr, “you don’t have to wait on me hand and foot.”

  “Ja, I will, min skatt. Your mother and I are gonna stick around for a while and look after you.”

  “Dad, I promise I’m okay.”

  “Nope. Not backing down, love. Would you prefer to eat out or order some to go?”

  “To go’s fine. I don't really feel okay enough to go out.”

  “See? It's okay to sit back and let others help you out for once. I have no issues with lending a helping hand to either of my babies, you know that, sweetheart.”

  Jelani resigned himself from trying to reason with Ingvarr, when it came to his sons or as he often referred to them, his babies, he’d move the universe. He sighed and continued to eat his ice cream though he leaned over to Ingvarr and rested his head on his shoulder. He was always so warm and pleasant to be around especially when he needed him the most.

  Both ate their ice cream in silence though Jelani really wanted to apologize to his father. The look on Ingvarr’s face when he saw Jelani upon arriving in Maine was something he was sure would haunt him for the rest of his life. The way that man dropped to his knees as he hugged his youngest son and cried had been on his mind all week long. Hearing him apologize over and over and over as his hug tightened made Jelani’s stomach and heart drop. He hadn’t said anything then, he couldn’t bring himself to. Apologizing to Ingvarr would’ve felt small in comparison to the pain and hurt he’d caused him by doing what he’d done to himself especially when a part of him still felt like that was what he really wanted.

  When he woke up from his surgery on his right arm he and Loke spoke for what felt like hours. What hurt the most was seeing Loke try his hardest not to cry but as he spoke he couldn’t hold it in anymore and as he spoke he cried. Seeing his older brother cry was bad enough but when Loke reminded him that both swore to die together Jelani couldn’t help but cry as well. He felt selfish and ashamed especially knowing that Loke had witnessed him trying to kill himself twice now and that hurt more than when he pressed down as hard as he could on the knife and basically ripped open his right wrist. According to Loke, who had led the surgery himself, there hadn’t been any actual nerve damage which had been almost a miracle. Had he pressed any harder than he had it would’ve been a different story.

  Facing his mother also filled him with dread and shame, Sanaa didn’t say anything for a long time, all she did was hold him tightly and when she finally spoke she told him she wasn’t mad at him or disappointed. She admitted to feeling devastated that her firstborn and youngest son felt so lost and hopeless that he needed to take his own life. Many words were exchanged between them but when both had gone quiet they just held each other as both wept quietly. After a while she kept whispering at him that no matter what he was still her son and that she loved him more than anything else in this world as well as telling him that she’d never love him any less no matter what.

  Angelus was difficult. He felt like a hypocrite. How many times over the decades did he talk Angelus down from hurting himself when his depression had gotten bad? How many times did he hold him and tend to his wounds while trying to convince him that he wasn’t better off dead or that his grandfather and his friends loved him? How many times did he offer up his own arm for Angelus to cut into instead of his own when he felt like he needed to punish himself? Far too many to count. Yet a week ago Jelani was the one laying on the living room floor with his right wrist cut open, bleeding out while Angelus held him as he cried and begged him not to leave him. That he couldn’t die because they were supposed to grow old together, that they were supposed to get married as soon as they were able to, that they were supposed to spend the rest of their lives together. Jelani remembered that all he wanted to do was kiss the love of his life one last time before he bled to death. Looking at his boyfriend, his future husband, in the eye after he’d spoken to his brother, father and mother drained him in a way he’d never thought possible. As soon as Angelus crawled into bed with him he just held him and kissed him like he had kissed him while he waited to die. They’d kissed before, hundreds of times, but at that moment that kiss felt like the first time they kissed almost two centuries ago. Angelus had looked like he’d done his fair share of crying but he wasn’t crying at the moment. After they kissed Angelus held him again and all he said was, “I know what it’s like to need to kill the thing inside you that’s trying to kill you. How about we kill each other’s things instead of ourselves?” As soon as Jelani heard that he’d broken down and cried harder than he had ever cried before in his life. They held each other until both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  Even Aleksey had dropped by to see him. As soon as Jelani was dispatched from the medical wing a few days after his suicide attempt Aleksey had come by. In truth Jelani didn’t want to see him, he’d gotten it into his head that Aleksey would be angry that his protégé, the person he’d been training for so long now to leave all of Oracle to, had just tried to kill himself. As soon as he saw him Aleksey hugged him and he couldn’t help but cry and ask for his forgiveness for letting him down to which Aleksey surprised him by saying he hadn’t let him down. Aleksey began to cry as soon as he saw the bandages on Jelani’s arm, he hadn’t seen Aleksey cry in a long time, not since he saw the state Angelus was in when they went to remove him from his abusers' manor. He was surprised to say the least. Yet Aleksey continued to cry, he admitted he had no idea what it was like to go through what Jelani was going through but he wished he’d come to him sooner instead of trying to do what he attempted. Aleksey outright told him that his suicide attempt hadn’t changed anything, he still wanted him as his second and as the acting leader of Oracle who’d one day lead it when he felt he was ready to. In turn Aleksey apologized for not seeing him sooner, he told him he didn’t have the courage to see him until then because it would break his heart. Aleksey told him that he loved him, that he was like a son to him and losing him would’ve been losing a member of his family. Someone he could connect with in a way that he couldn't with anyone else.

  “I’m so sorry, Dad.” Jelani said as he kept resting his head on Ingvarr's shoulder.

  “No, no, no, no, baby, no. No, my baby, do not apologize.” Ingvarr grabbed Jelani by the shoulders as gently as he could and turned to face him. He gently lifted Jelani’s face with his hand. For a moment he lost his breath upon seeing him cry, he hated seeing his babies cry, it always felt like someone stuck a dull knife through his heart and twisted it. “I don't understand what you're going through, I can't even begin to imagine how you must feel knowing what you know. But I am the one that's sorry for failing you.”

  “You’ve never failed.” Jelani retorted, his tone and his expression were both incredulous.

  “Yes, I have. I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like I didn't love you enough but I swear, the very gods as my witnesses, I swear I do love you so very much. You’re my littlest baby and it's been a privilege to watch you grow from a small little boy to the man you’ve become. A man I am so very proud of.”

  “Dad,” Jelani’s voice shook as tried to catch his breath, “You’ve never let me down. You never have and you never will. You always made me feel loved. I just…really hate what I am right now.”

  “You’re my son.”

  “That's not what I meant–”

  “I care about what and who you are because I care about you, my son, my youngest kid. You could’ve been born a werewolf, turned into a vampire, been born a human, a berserker, an arcane berserker–a werepuppy! Everything that you are matters to me and I love everything that you are. Everything! I love every part of you. Both of my children have been the most beautiful gifts I have ever been given and I love both you and your brother more than life itself. I would kill for both of you, I’d die, I’d live for both of you. All right?”

  “How can you still love me when I’m whatever this is and after I hurt you and let you down?” Jelani slightly moved his right arm towards Ingvarr indicating at his suicide attempt.

  “Jelani, you're my son, that's never going to change. No matter what. No matter what you are or who you become, you'll always be my littlest baby. You have never and will never disappoint me.” Ingvarr sniffled as he grabbed Jelani’s right hand and turned it slightly so that his wrist was facing up. He carefully pulled Jelani’s arm towards him and kissed his palm and then kissed his wrist a couple of times, careful as to not irritate the stitches. He then looked up at Jelani who was visibly shaking, hyperventilating and crying. His teeth were slightly chattering as a cascade of tears ran down his face. It was breaking Ingvarr's heart but he needed to make sure that his words were heard and understood, even if he had to repeat them over and over again. He gently rubbed his thumb over his son’s wrist as he pressed his forehead against his.

  “I have loved you since the day your mother told me she was pregnant with you. I have loved you every single day since then and I will continue to love you with every part of my being until the day that I am no longer on this Earth and I promise you that even when I’m gone I’ll still love you. I’ll fight for you for the rest of my life if I have to. I love you.”

  “I love you too, Dad.”

[unit2282]

SQUIPs have a hierarchy system??????

Of course. Similar to ants or bees, SQUIPs function under an organized hierarchy. The order goes as follows: Standard unit < Drone < Overseer < Hive King < Administrator.

[sq-3419-b]

You've been talking with 410 and Cobalt a lot. How do you feel about their situation?

[They’re… interesting.]

[..I’m letting him handle them for now, since… since I wasn’t able to get much out of 410.]

[I pity Cobalt a lot.]

...

[I wish there was something more I could do, but I don’t think it’ll be good for anyone if I tried to involve myself again while 410 is active.]

[jurassicteeth]

Refs for the power couple of the Mojave. 😳

(Heres what it all says if its a lil hard to read!)

Harper Virgil Navarro-Garland ( he/him, 24, gay, intersex, transmasc )

Tagged Skills: Science, Medicine, Repair

- His moms, Catherine and Janae, raised him in vault 101 with his much older half-brother, Dante. His moms were friends with James, the Lone Wanderer’s father, so he grew up with the LW.

> He was childhood friends with Amata and Lucas.

> Had a romantic interest for Lucas.

> He was bullied by Scarecrow (LW) and Butch Deloria, however they are friends by the time they arrive in the Mojave.

- Became a BOS scribe, while Dante became a Knight- these titles were short lived considering they both abandoned the BOS.

- Janae and James both died during the Enclave attack on the Jefferson Memorial, Janae’s body being found in a sewer system that she tried to escape through- however her injuries were fatal.

- Generally speaking, project purity was successful with the efforts of Scarecrow, Lucas, and Harper. Collectively they did things that helped DC, however the general trust they had for the Brotherhood of Steel was very slim by the end of the main events of F3(post Broken Steel), which is why they were pretty quick to leave DC with The League.

- Before travelling to the Mojave, he and his family were apart of a group that helped The League out in Chicago to prevent the Brotherhood of Steel from taking over. (2278-2279)

> This group that came from DC consisted of him, Dante, Catherine, Scarecrow, Butch, Lucas, and Charon. They were all brought to Chicago by Tashaun Bruce via vertibird.

> At this point Harper and Charon are in a romantic relationship, which ends once they start their journey to the Mojave in 2280. It made the journey a little awkward but, they remained civil and friendly!

- His group, after a few stops for maintenance and refueling, landed safely near Northside. Tashaun drops them off and bids farewell, and they all stay in Westside for awhile. Charon left first to find work as a mercenary or as a caravan guard. Meanwhile, Harper’s family and Lucas were advised to go to Freeside by Tom Anderson, who asked them to take their skills there so that they could assist the Followers and New Vegas in general.(2280)

> Around this time is when Harper meets Soda-Pop, Kara Roths, Julie Farkas, and Arcade Gannon.

> Became work partners with Julie and Arcade, but worked mainly as a field doctor and representative of the FotA who travelled with Kara and Soda.

- In the beginning of year 2280, Harper and Soda start an on again off again romance for awhile until officially being together. However, Harper fell deeper into his addiction to Med-x, which caused him to be absent in the relationship- and that led to him taking a step back and breaking it off with Soda.

> Harper had this addiction from 2277 to mid 2281.

> Harper becomes friends with Sarsaparilla and Jasper Steele around this time.

> Around mid 2280, he chose to try and focus more on his work as a researcher and doctor… which caused him and Arcade to begin a romantic relationship. They had been friends for awhile, however upon spending more time with eachother they caught more intimate feelings.

- In early 2281, Harper, Julie, and others led the beginning of the independence against the main heads of the Mojave. The Followers of the Apocalypse became a beacon of hope, taking in people from various factions- as refugees or as helpers.

> As tensions got higher between the independence and the ncr/legion/house, things got progressively more dangerous. Because of this, one day while scouting with Jasper and Sarsaparilla, a legionary saw the trio, and shot Harper’s left eye- aiming for the brain, but luckily missed.

Factions/settlements recruited by/protected by the FotA for the independence: Jacobstown, The Great Khans, Novac, Freeside, The Kings, Enclave Remnants, The Boomers.

- Has three kids— Catherine (2282, born soon after the 2nd battle of Hoover), Marlyn (2285), Miguel (2287). He has Catherine with Arcade, Marlyn with Soda-Pop, and Miguel with Cora. They’re all poly/were in a polycule after the Independence won.

- Loves to draw, doodle, and create little statues out of metal scraps and clay.

Arcade Israel Gannon ( he/they, 35, gay, intersex )

Tagged skills: Science, Medicine, Energy Weapons

Canon information: Arcade Gannon is apart of the Followers of the Apocalypse at the Old Mormon Fort. He is a doctor of medicine and got most if not all of his training from the Followers. In 2281, He works mainly as a botanical researcher, due to not being- in his words- a “people person”. They are a man led by their firm moral beliefs, supporting an independent Vegas and individual freedoms. He puts himself down a lot, however they are not only witty, but fairly charming.

Background + headcannons:

- Was born at the Navarro base in 2246 to Mark and Nancy Gannon.

> Mark was an Enclave officer, and Nancy was a vertibird mechanic.

> Both of Arcade’s parents worked at the Navarro military base around the same time that Catherine did when she was younger. They worked in very different sections, but did know of one another.

> His mother died pretty recently, probably a few years before the events of fnv, mainly due to health complications.

- Arcade spent a lot of their teenage years in The boneyard, that being where he got their medical knowledge. When the brotherhood and NCR started cracking down on weeding out former Enclave personel, him, his mom, and the enclave platoon he called family moved progressively closer to the New Vegas area to avoid prosecution. (Probably left the Boneyard when he was 18.)

> Had a few boyfriends growing up, however they never let them get too close, because of being the son of an Enclave officer- and also given him and their family’s inability to settle given the actions of the BOS and NCR. This defensive emotional wall persisted into his young adult and adult relationships.

> They feel extreme guilt over being related to a man who was apart of a fascist paramilitary organization, hiding it from anyone and everyone for a long time. Harper was the first person he tells in detail about his situation, Harp was accepting- considering Catherine was a doctor and scientist for the enclave when she was 18.

- Has been working and living in the Mojave since 2277, and has been a Follower since 2278.

- Arcade has several journals filled with neat, organized notes. He also has a few that are full of various poems, being his main way of venting out a lot of his thoughts.

> In his scientific research he includes small, simple doodles of various plants that he studies.

- When Arcade met Harper, he felt extremely silly- falling head over heels for the fellow doctor… however he kept his distance, out of fear and considering that they didnt work much together when Harper first joined the Followers. When the working situation changed, Arcade managed to charm Harper with witty comments about pre war literature and science jokes- granted he was extremely awkward at first, Harper always thought it was very cute.

- Fights with the enclave remnants in his father’s old gear during the second battle of Hoover Dam, proud of himself for gaining the confidence to do the right thing in his father’s memory. After the battle at Hoover Dam, and becoming a father, he shifts from being a researcher to being a doctor- wanting to help more directly.

Anyways yeah… 😳👉👈 my scrimblos that I love so very much… thank you JE Sawyer for creating Arcade Gannon.

[daegudrama]

Title: Go Your Own Way

Pairing: Namjoon/Woosung

Summary: Namjoon and Woosung come to a hard decision after weeks of arguing when faced with the reality of Namjoon leaving the region for college. In true fashion of their dysfunctional relationship they have one last moment of fun before calling it quits.

Word Count: 2282

As soon as the door shuts, Woosung presses Namjoon against the door. Their lips meet in fierce passion and Woosung is clawing at the buttons of his boyfriend’s shirt desperate to expose his toned muscles. Namjoon threads his fingers through Woosung’s long hair pulling just hard enough to sting. Their tongues push into each other's mouths playing together just as eagerly as all the times before. A rush of pleasure lights a fire in Namjoon’s chest and he pulls Woosung even closer until it's hard to tell where one man ends and the other begins.

Woosung successfully opens Namjoon’s shirt and breaks away from their kiss to attach his lips to the other man’s pec. His lips trail down Namjoon’s body stopping only when the other man’s jeans impede his progress. Woosung deftly unbuttons Namjoon’s pants and pushes them, and the underwear beneath, down just far enough to gain access to a large hard cock. 

Namjoon watches unmoving as Woosung’s tongue snakes out of his mouth to swirl around his blushed tip. He doesn’t tease long, forming a tight ring with lips as his head sinks down. Namjoon’s head falls back resting against the door. His boyfriend grips his thighs to steady himself as he works his mouth up and down Namjoon’s arousal. Heat rises to Namjoon’s stomach bursting like fireworks when Woosung lifts a hand to play with balls. The taller man grips Woosung’s shaggy locks earning a groan that sends a vibration down his cock.

Low moans pass Namjoon’s lips as he keeps his fingers threaded through Woosung’s hair. He is resisting the urge to fuck himself into the other man’s throat. Maybe he deserves it after the things he’s been saying to Namjoon lately. He tries to focus on the pleasure Woosung’s soft lips are bringing him but he can’t. Even after days of not touching each other like this he is still distracted.  

There’s a reason he asked Woosung to come here and it wasn’t to get his dick sucked. Namjoon pulls Woosung off of his length with a tug of his hair. Woosung looks up from his position on his knees with a confused look on his face, like there is no possible timeline where Namjoon wouldn’t love to be having his dick sucked by him. Under normal circumstances that might be the case, but not right now. 

The taller man leads them away from the front door, after abandoning his pants on the floor, and continues towards the bedroom. Woosung preemptively removes his shirt and jeans leaving him in just his white boxers. 

Namjoon stops once they reach the bedroom, turning away to roughly run his fingers through his hair. He lets out a frustrated sigh as he sits on the end of the bed, covering himself with the end of his blanket. 

“We have to talk about this.”

Woosung’s heart drops into his stomach not wanting to have this conversation for the hundredth time this summer. Namjoon is leaving tomorrow so Woosung guesses he should’ve expected he would bring this up again. Woosung knows Namjoon doesn’t want to leave any confusion on where they stand even if it's not easy to talk about. 

“No we don’t. I think you’ve made your decision very clear.” Woosung says taking a seat next to Namjoon on the bed. He is squirming uncomfortably in his seat desperate for any kind of friction against the obvious bulge in his underwear he can’t hide. “I want you to stay and you want to go to Paldea University far away from me.”

“You know that’s not why I’m leaving.” Namjoon sighs heavily, looking into the eyes of the man he loves, wondering where things went wrong. Surely, he did something wrong if Woosung doesn’t think their love is strong enough to handle long distance. “I don’t deserve to be treated like I don’t care about you. If you are so sure this isn’t going to end well, why don’t we end it here?” 

Woosung takes Namjoon’s face between his hands, holding tightly like he might slip away at any second. The taller man closes his eyes, taking a deep breath as he tries to get his emotions under control. How easy would it be to cave to Woosung’s will and do whatever he wants? Namjoon can’t let that happen. He can’t let a man get in the way of his education and dreams, even if it hurts. He can get over a man but he can never get over losing his best opportunity to make something of himself.

“Because I love you.” Woosung says firmly. 

In that moment Namjoon lets his heart win, surging forward to kiss him. The taste of regret, unkept promises, and confused feelings coating his tongue. Woosung holds him close, swinging his leg over Namjoon’s thighs to straddle him. Namjoon holds his waist, fingers digging into his skin as he guides Woosung’s hips to grind against his crotch. Woosung can feel Namjoon’s cock getting harder as his ass rubs against Namjoon. 

Woosung breaks away from the kiss, giving attention to the wide expanse of Namjoon’s exposed chest. While Woosung is sucking a mark into Namjoon’s left pec just above his nipple Namjoon finally speaks up. 

“We’re breaking up after this.” His voice is low and final.

Woosung pretends this doesn’t shatter his heart, knowing from the tone there’s no sense in arguing. Namjoon has made his decision. The man he loves most in this world values leaving the region for a potentially better school over his boyfriend. Over the man who has helped him through the hell the last year has brought to his life. Having him one last time is better than wishing for closure for the rest of forever, right?

“This better be the best sex we’ve ever had.”

Their lips meet again before Namjoon can answer. No softness is felt as Woosung hopelessly tries to remind the other man why they shouldn’t end this. Namjoon’s hands slide inside the waistband on Woosung’s underwear to grasp his ass. He pulls the round cheeks apart, slotting his cock over the fabric of the underwear. 

The fingers of Woosung’s left hand graze Namjoon’s nipple, stirring heat in the other man’s stomach once again. Namjoon breaks away from their kiss trailing his plush lips along Woosung’s shoulder. Gently he presses a kiss against the rose tattooed just to the right of Woosung’s collarbone. 

Namjoon lifts his soon to be ex boyfriend and scoots up the bed so they can be in a more comfortable position. Woosung resumes his place on Namjoon’s lap after removing his boxers. Namjoon reaches into the bedside table retrieving a bottle of lube and coating his fingers in the substance. 

The taller man’s finger circles Woosung’s entrance while his other arm wraps tightly around his boyfriend’s waist. Woosung buries his face into Namjoon’s shoulder, kissing and sucking at the smooth skin.

When Namjoon continues to play with the surrounding area, without dipping inside, Woosung begins to whine. Namjoon has always liked hearing him beg, but today he caves easily feeling that they are already going through too much.

 He puts him out of his misery, slipping one long finger into Woosungs’s perfect ass. A sharp gasp sounds near Namjoon’s ear and he smirks. A single finger inside Woosung to the knuckle still bringing such an outward reaction drives Namjoon crazy. Does Woosung know no one else will be able to make him feel this way? Does he know how hard it will be to find someone who is willing to take the time to learn what he likes?

Namjoon lazily pushes his finger in and out slowly curling in just the right spot to make Woosung abandon all other activities and dig his nails into the other man’s shoulder blades. This only encourages the slow motion of Namjoon’s fingers. Something about the sharp feeling of Woosung’s nails digging into his shoulders makes him even harder. It doesn’t take long for pleas to fill his ears. Patience is not one of Woosung’s virtues. 

A soft squeak leaves Woosung’s mouth when he feels another finger stretching his hole, preparing it for his soon to be ex boyfriend’s larger than average cock. Namjoon picks up the pace ever so slightly, earning a slew of pretty sounds. He’ll miss hearing how he can make Woosung feel, but this man doesn’t trust Namjoon. 

Woosung begins pushing back against Namjoon’s fingers, needing for the other man’s fingers to touch even deeper. Namjoon tightens the arm wrapped around Woosung’s waist holding him in place so he can’t move as easily. He gives him what he wants driving his fingers in and out quicker and deeper than before. 

“Please fuck me.” Woosung whines gripping the hair on the back of Namjoon’s head. “I need you.”

Namjoon slides his fingers out of Woosung and moves to coat his cock with lube. 

“Not enough to put a little work in.” Namjoon mutters, lining his tip up with Woosung’s waiting hole. He pushes the tip in before the other man can get a word out. Woosung can’t form a coherent sentence like this. “I wasn’t going to find someone better at school, but I can’t be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t believe in our relationship.”

Not wanting to hear more bullshit excuses from Woosung’s pretty lips Namjoon pushes the other man further down his cock. A sound somewhere between a gasp and moan fills Namjoon’s ears when he bottoms out. Even once he’s settled with the feeling of Namjoon’s length Woosung doesn’t fight back with words. Instead he steadies himself, taking a deep breath before using Namjoon’s shoulders as leverage to bounce himself.

A low groan gets caught in Namjoon’s throat as he places his hands on Woosung’s hips. He doesn’t attempt to guide him, favoring watching how Woosung fucks himself. Namjoon lets himself feel his pleasure to the greatest capacity knowing this very well could be the last time they are together in this way. 

He swears having his dick enveloped in Woosung’s perfect ass gets better every time. It makes him want to flip his boyfriend over and pound him into the mattress. That is something that needs to be worked up to. He should try to savor the moment while he can. 

Watching his cock disappear into Woosung sends hot fits of passion through Namjoon’s stomach. They lock eyes with tension thick in the air. Woosung’s hands snake up to Namjoon’s neck where he applies slight pressure. The response is immediate. Namjoon thrusts upward meeting Woosung’s movements as a string of curses falls from his lips. The taller man pulls Woosung completely off of him and flips him on his back before he can even whine about the loss of contact. 

Woosung spreads his legs showing Namjoon every inch of his sweet cock. Before driving himself back inside the other man Namjoon leans forward to kiss Woosung’s cock. His tongue flicks over the leaking tip tasting for a moment. Woosung squirms obviously wanting more of Namjoon’s cock. 

Instead of giving his soon to be ex boyfriend what he wants Namjoon takes the man’s cock into his mouth. With his right hand he used his fingers to drive Woosung crazy. Namjoon chuckles at the way the other man’s hips twitch, sending his cock further into Namjoon’s mouth. Woosung is so easy to unravel. 

Caving cheeks suctioning around Woosung’s cock brings him closer and closer to the edge. Taking his length all the way to the back of his throat is second nature at this point. He gladly does it to please Woosung. 

Namjoon doesn’t ignore the telltale signs and continues to suck him off and finger him in tandem until Woosung is seconds away from cumming down the other man’s throat. Woosung’s back arches off the bed in pure ecstasy. Namjoon curls his fingers inside the man and it sends Woosung over the edge. The salty flavor coats his tongue as he swallows every drop until Woosung is begging for him to stop. 

His mouth pops off Woosung’s cock and he removes his fingers only to replace them with his cock. Namjoon dips down to kiss the other man sharing the taste of Woosung’s cum. Namjoon thrusts hard and fast causing the other man to pull away from the kiss. 

Woosung fills the air with melodic moans and grips Namjoon’s bulging biceps. Namjoon shows no mercy pounding his fat cock into Woosung’s tight hole that feels as if it was made to be fucked by him. Namjoon reaches between them wrapping his long fingers around Woosung’s cock stroking erratically as he focuses more attention to the rock of his hips. 

Namjoon leaves his shoulder in the perfect position for Woosung to sink his teeth into. The taller man whimpers, pleasure blooming through his body and slams his cock harder into the other’s ass in retaliation. Exactly what Woosung wanted. 

Namjoon is relentless, letting all his emotions pound into the man he once loved. Leaving all his feelings for Woosung in this moment. Overwhelmed with pleasure Namjoon finishes inside of Woosung with a low moan. He pulls out shuffling away from Woosung and falling back onto the bed.

“Clean yourself up, then leave.” Namjoon says knowing if he doesn’t say something now he might fall back. 

Maybe it’s a little rude, but it is the only way he won’t make any further mistakes. Namjoon deserves a fresh start with no more wondering or worrying. If this were another time in their life maybe things could be different, but it isn’t. 

“Thank you for loving me.” Woosung says shuffling off Namjoon’s bed towards the bathroom. 

It’s the last thing Woosung says before he leaves.

[archersartcorner]

REPORT START.

DATE: January 21, 2282

COURSER UNIT: Q3-31

Dr. [INSERT ACTING HEAD OF SRB HERE.],

Exploring the ruins of Las Vegas (currently called “New Vegas”) and the surrounding Mojave Desert, I was able to find evidence of the missing synth, V4-16. Included in this report is a medical file made on his behalf by the “Followers of the Apocalypse.” The doctor under his supervision, a man named Arcade Gannon, appears to have taken on a paternal role towards V4-16, and assumes he originated from a Vault due to his lack of scarring. V4-16 seems to have no recollection of his time in the Institute, and has amassed an impressive amount of power in the short time he has been away. For some reason, recalling does not seem to work - the recall component in his brain was either damaged, or removed. I was under immediate suspicion by Dr. Gannon during my attempt to reclaim him, and upon the reclamation not working, I was simply stared at, and asked, “What is wrong with you?” I retreated immediately and requested to be recalled back.

REPORT END.

Additional Notes: We’ll keep an eye on V4-16 for now. Having an influence as far as the Mojave, while we may be unable to directly control it, is still beneficial. Under no circumstances should Bela be made aware of V4-16’s survival - simply maintain the truth that it’s chip has been offline since October.

- Dr. Ayo

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Made a similar thing to this a while ago here, and wanted to make another version, with some additional context ;-)

And a bonus: