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[a--syntheticsoul]

You don’t understand. I barely got half a charge. And it messes me up emotionally, man.

[a--syntheticsoul]

Dorian faltered, the LEDs surging out of control and began to slowly increase its bandwidth from cheeks to arms. A contorted pained, agonizing look breached over his darkening eyes, his thinned lips, and his furrowed brows.

He was losing the battle. There was only one thing left to do.

With impossible will derived from his very core, Dorian crushed the gun within his grasp and the virus immediately overhauled his systems and burned through his circuitry like wildfire. The next second he was on his knees, staring up at John with a look of arduous remorse.

His mouth quirked up into a small smile. "Finally. Took you forever to call us friends," before his eyes suddenly flooded into black and he toppled over heavily onto the ground.

' Red String of Fate '

16. Our muses are destined to kill each other

This wasn’t right. This wasn’t right at all. Standing on opposite ends with a gun pointed his way and a gun pointing the other. They were partners, best friends. His hand shook forcing him to hold the gun with both hands, as he kept his finger over the trigger. Ready to pull. 

"I…I don’t wanna do this…" He mumbled. More to himself. Looking away from a moment before putting the safety on and lowering the deadly weapon.

[a--syntheticsoul]

John: I want you to hack into Shaw’s customer network.Find the Albanians.

Dorian: We don’t need a warrant?

John: I agree.

Dorian: Got it.Five star rating.What’s the plan?

John: Stir the pot.

[a--syntheticsoul]

The crazy dance skimmed under his cheeks, erratically more than it ever had. Dorian's emotional ' soul ' was taking a drastic dive into the unknown. Nothing in his database could fixate on exactly what was being transpired; there was some sort of pain, a fluctuation of sorts within his circuits. 

It hurt.

"John," came his distorted voice within the three foot gap between them. His blue eyes mirrored the desperate attempts of keeping the virus running through him at bay. "You have to. Syndicate. Please. John." His voice box shuttered, static crackling through. Dorian was losing the battle within him.

' Red String of Fate '

16. Our muses are destined to kill each other

This wasn’t right. This wasn’t right at all. Standing on opposite ends with a gun pointed his way and a gun pointing the other. They were partners, best friends. His hand shook forcing him to hold the gun with both hands, as he kept his finger over the trigger. Ready to pull. 

"I…I don’t wanna do this…" He mumbled. More to himself. Looking away from a moment before putting the safety on and lowering the deadly weapon.

[a--syntheticsoul]

"We're the best of friends, man. That's never going to change. No matter what."

  "Thought we were friends."

[a--syntheticsoul]

They stepped over onto the sidewalk and he gently led her towards the nearest ice cream parlor. “I’ll be sure to let him know you gained the intelligence of your mother.” Dorian smiled down at the girl next to him, giving her hand another affectionate squeeze. 

"Are you a robot?" A small voice of a little girl ask staring up at him with a pair of hazel eyes and a rabbit hanging in her arms. Dark hair in pigtails on either side of her head, making her the spitting image of on John Kennex.

Dorian dropped down to her level, a smile already pulling across his mouth. “Yeah, I am. An android.” He knelt forward and whispered just between the two of them. “Wanna know something cool?”

[a--syntheticsoul]

"If I say it now, you're going to make fun of me, John. I think I'd like to keep what dignity I can salvage while being around you."

[ His words are nothing more than jest, but he cannot deny the strangled look on Kennex always brings a smile to him. ]

  "If you got something to say then say it."

[a--syntheticsoul]

O P E N .

"There's no DNA to be found here, which is impossible considering the macabre sight; hacked up bodies and strewn guts everywhere. The blood, however, it's not-- blood."

[a--syntheticsoul]

[a--syntheticsoul]

Dorian frowned. "How did you know that? It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Are you a robot?" A small voice of a little girl ask staring up at him with a pair of hazel eyes and a rabbit hanging in her arms. Dark hair in pigtails on either side of her head, making her the spitting image of on John Kennex.

Dorian dropped down to her level, a smile already pulling across his mouth. “Yeah, I am. An android.” He knelt forward and whispered just between the two of them. “Wanna know something cool?”

[a--syntheticsoul]

Dorian's cheeks lit in accordance to the information being delivered to him. "Michael. Ealy," he repeated in monotone, almost as if the name itself seemed to have been a sort of taboo when spoken aloud. "From my diagnostics, he's forty years of age, currently resides in Los Angeles with-- with his wife." 

He suddenly pulled away from the poster, obvious disappointment lining across his features. A human counterpart, with a better life. His memory upheld the smiling images. 

"Your.. universe?"

"Oh, it's you." [[ Gonna be on Dorian for today. Jim tired me out. ]

Leave “Oh, it’s you.” in my askbox

11. My muse forgets to lock the bathroom door, and their singing is interrupted mid shower as yours storms in to take a piss; the reaction on both sides is nothing short of comical.

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Jan had thought that she would have some privacy for her shower time- after all, she only lived with her Time Lady friend, and said friend was out of the house for the time being.

So sure, she expected that she would be able to sing in the shower without anybody hearing her.

“Turn it inside out so I can see…the part of you that’s drifting over me. And when I wake you’re…you’re never there. And when I sleep you’re…you’re everywhere- you’re everywhere….”

But when she heard the door open, Jan froze for a moment, confused as to who could have been entering the bathroom- hadn’t she locked the door? Peeking out from behind the curtain, her eyes widened as she went back to hiding in the shower.

“Dammit, Dorian! What are you doing in here?! Since when do synthetics use the bathroom?!” she screeched, turning off the water so that any flushing of the toilet wouldn’t mess up the water pressure.

[a--syntheticsoul]

"Cutie pie."

If we lived together we’d:

[ ] Argue[x >.>] Get it on once in a while[x] Eat Ice Cream For Breakfast[x] Watch movies late at night[xxxx] Prank Call People[ ] Pranks each other[xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] Cuddle[ ] Party[ ] We’d Never Live In The Same House[ ] Shop[ ] Play games[ ] Read bedtime stories[x] Cook whatever we felt like eating together[ ] Get on each other’s nerves[ ] Who are you

About you:[xxxxx] I love you.[ ] I’ve liked you before.[ ] I like you now.[ ] You’re cute[ ] need to talk more.[ ] need to chill.[x <.<] I’d makeout with you.[] I wanted to kiss you before.[ ] I’d slap you.[xxxxxxxx] I’m happy to have you in my life.[ ] I don’t know you .[ ] Ex.[ ] Let’s try again[ ] I miss you[xxxxxx] We’re good friends[ ] we’ve kissed before

Would I Date You?[] Yes ✔[] No ✘[] Maybe[] You deserve better[] I don’t know[x] We kinda are >.>

Your Best Feature:[] Lips[] Eyes[] Hair[] Personality[xxx] Everything[] I don’t know you well enough

[a--syntheticsoul]

"Somewhere--" Dorian paused, head tilting to the side. "fun." Without admitting another hint, he pulled her along with him and out the doors of the station.

"Are you a robot?" A small voice of a little girl ask staring up at him with a pair of hazel eyes and a rabbit hanging in her arms. Dark hair in pigtails on either side of her head, making her the spitting image of on John Kennex.

Dorian dropped down to her level, a smile already pulling across his mouth. “Yeah, I am. An android.” He knelt forward and whispered just between the two of them. “Wanna know something cool?”

[a--syntheticsoul]

Dorian grinned and righted himself, eyes still on Alex. "Then I will say this; so long as you're with me, you'll be safe." 

"Are you a robot?" A small voice of a little girl ask staring up at him with a pair of hazel eyes and a rabbit hanging in her arms. Dark hair in pigtails on either side of her head, making her the spitting image of on John Kennex.

Dorian dropped down to her level, a smile already pulling across his mouth. “Yeah, I am. An android.” He knelt forward and whispered just between the two of them. “Wanna know something cool?”

[a--syntheticsoul]

"Papa says a lot of things. He's also said I'm boring. Do you believe that?" He gave her hand a small squeeze.

"Are you a robot?" A small voice of a little girl ask staring up at him with a pair of hazel eyes and a rabbit hanging in her arms. Dark hair in pigtails on either side of her head, making her the spitting image of on John Kennex.

Dorian dropped down to her level, a smile already pulling across his mouth. “Yeah, I am. An android.” He knelt forward and whispered just between the two of them. “Wanna know something cool?”

[a--syntheticsoul]

He offered her his hand. "C'mon. Let's get out of here while we can, yeah?"

"Are you a robot?" A small voice of a little girl ask staring up at him with a pair of hazel eyes and a rabbit hanging in her arms. Dark hair in pigtails on either side of her head, making her the spitting image of on John Kennex.

Dorian dropped down to her level, a smile already pulling across his mouth. “Yeah, I am. An android.” He knelt forward and whispered just between the two of them. “Wanna know something cool?”

[a--syntheticsoul]

Bold whats true about you

You just learned a bit about me:

I am a cuddler.

I am a morning person. 

I am an only child.

I am currently in my pajamas.

I am currently pregnant.

I am left handed.

l am right handed

I am ambidextrous

I am a little shy around another gender. 

I bite my nails.

I can be paranoid at times. 

I enjoy country music.

I enjoy smoothies. 

I enjoy talking on the phone.

I have a car.

I have/had a hard time paying attention at school.

I have a hidden talent.

I have a pet.

I have a tendency to fall for the “wrong” person.

I have all my grandparents. 

I have been to another country.

I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humor.

I have caller I.D. on my phone.

I have bathed someone. 

I have changed a diaper.

I have changed a lot over the past year.

I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.

I have had major/minor surgery.

I have killed another person.

I have had my hair cut within the last week.

I have mood swings.

I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.

I have rejected someone before.

I like the taste of blood. 

I love Michael Jackson.

I love sleeping.

I love to shop.

I own 100 CDs or more.

I own and use a library card.

I read books for pleasure in my spare time. 

I sleep a lot during the day. 

I watch soap operas on a regular basis.

I work at a job that I enjoy.

I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free. 

I am wearing socks.

I am tired.

I love to paint/draw/sketch/sculpt.

I consume at least one alcoholic drink every month. 

I have/had:

Finished college.

Smoked cigarettes. 

Ridden every ride at an amusement park.

Collected something really stupid.

Gone to a concert.

Helped someone.

Spun turn tables.

Watched four movies in one night.

Been broken up with. 

Taken a college level course. 

Been in a car accident.

Been in a tornado.

Watched someone die.

Been to a funeral.

Burned yourself. 

Ran a marathon.

Your parents got divorced.

Cried yourself to sleep. 

Spent over $200 in one day. 

Cheated on someone.

Been cheated on.

Written a 10 page letter.

Had a best friend.

Lost someone you loved.

Skipped school.

Gotten in trouble for something you didn’t do.

Stolen books from the library. 

Been in a mental hospital.

Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.

Fired a gun.

Been in a school play.

Been fired from a job.

Taken a lie detector test.

Swam with dolphins.

Written poetry.

Read more than 20 books a year.

Gone to Europe.

Loved someone you couldn’t have. (celebrities, come on, guys)

Used a colouring book over age 12.

Had surgery.

Had stitches.

Taken a taxi.

Had more than 5 online conversations going at once. 

Had a hamster.

Dyed your hair.

Had something pierced.

Gotten straight A’s.

Been handcuffed.

My hair is naturally the color:

Light brown

Medium brown

Dark brown 

Blonde

Black

Dirty blonde 

Strawberry blonde

Multicoloured

Red

My eyes are:

Brown

Dark Brown

Blue

Green

Hazel

Light brown

A combination of things

Ice Blue

Grey

People sometimes label me as:

Slut

Girly

Ugly 

Nerd

Other

Some of my biggest fears are:

Spiders/other insects 

Slimy things

Dying

Doctor/Dentist appointments 

Hospitals 

Needles

Disease

Being alone in the dark

Heights 

Small spaces

Oceans/large bodies of water

Holes

Large animals

Small animals

Open spaces

Lightning

Tornadoes

I have:

A friend with benefits

A laptop in my room

A television in my room

Good grades

My own car 

Married parents