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the last customers to leave always seem to dawdle longest, but it’s okay, dowon doesn’t mind it. he has patience and it’s not as if he has someone waiting at home for him ( but he wishes some days ). so he bides his time sweeping the floors, wiping down the counters to ensure the place is clean for in the morning. he won’t be working tomorrow, so he wants to be sure the elder couple don’t have to worry about having a clean place to open up.

but the time goes on, and on, thirty minutes, forty minutes, past closing time. it’s not impatience that draw dowon to the booth where the stranger sits, but the little choked noise he makes, phone pressed to his ear. is he… being hurt? is he— *oh*. and then dowon *sees* something, something he’s sure the other should know better than to release so freely when he could get caught so easily. *tears* — but not just any tears, non-tears, the ones that androids under extreme duress, or emotional stress, shed. it looks like a mixture of oil and water.

“you should really clean that shit up before someone passing by sees.” no one’s passing by right now, but dowon can’t just have a crying android in the restaurant either, that evidence is a pain in the ass to clean up, and he knows that quite well, his own tears spilled plenty.

     akio sits in a booth in the corner, his hands playing with the glass in front of him, taking a sip every once in a while to protect his cover. he is nervous to say the least, his wires on end, nervous ticks easy to see all over his figure. it's been two hours since he has sat down, and the android he was going to meet is more than an hour late at this point. akio is glad the restaurant is not too crowded, because he keeps turning his phone on and off, throwing glances at the windows every few minutes — someone would realize it if the place were more crowded, so android is glad his side of the restaurant is pretty much deserted.

     he messages kenji in the end, asking about his friend's whereabouts, if there's a problem and they need to reschedule — the answer doesn't come for another fifteen minutes, and only then his phone rings, leaving akio confused and a little bit worried. the android picks it up, huddling into a corner so they can have more privacy about the sensitive issue. the answer comes and it's more than enough to bring a fresh bout of tears into his eyes, hands clutching the phone impossibly tight as he listens kenji silently. there's been an interception he says, the android didn't make it — got caught and pulled back into production. it's clear what it means, that the android, his friend, is going to be torn into pieces, unable to make the journey back to the city where they would meet again. it's easy to hear how torn akio is even over the phone, and kenji is quick enough to tell him to be careful before the android hangs up.

     it takes a few more minutes before he buries his face in his hands, letting the mix of oil & water flow through his fingers as he cries. he knows he's not supposed to do this, not here, no in the middle of a restaurant where people can catch him — but he can't stop himself, barely muffling the sobs as he thinks about the fate that awaits his dear friend. he must have lost track of the time because when he looks up, the restaurant is completely empty save for the waiter looking down at him. akio sniffles, one hand going up to wipe some of the mess on his face, but it is probably too late to hide it now, and all he can now think about is that he is going to get caught too. 

     "i — i'm sorry —" he lets out, reaching forward so he can pick up some napkins from the table, try to slow down the tears falling down from his eyes. at least the waiter doesn't sound hostile, so akio lets himself hope that it is someone pro-android. "i didn't mean to — it' s just —" for an android, he sounds particularly irrational, so he quiets down for a few minutes before continuing. "my friend — he —-" an intake of breath that sounds too familiar to yet another cry, akio continues. "he's dead. and i —" he purses his lips, looking up at the other for a few seconds before he stands up, realizing that he might be overstaying his welcome. "i'm sorry to be a bother — please forget you ever saw something, please —"

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     * feat . @akiosms​ .

     it was like an endless road of coding to yejun . of course that is something he considered to be apart of his life , but today something felt a little off . it didn’t have anything to do with the coding itself , no . it was for the fact that something in the back of his mind consistently tore him away from his work . as he leaned his back against the cushion of his computer chair , he pried off his glasses with frustration . now pinching the bridge of his nose , he closed his eyes to take any of those lingering demons that dared pull his unconscious mind . whatever slumbered back there certainly was something he couldn’t pick off of the tip of his tongue . when the few knocks against his office door echoed throughout his entire office , he let out a grave sigh as he reluctantly got up to answer whoever disturbed his study . pulling open the door , his eyes landed on one of the human members : the lookout , as they were labelled ; along with someone standing directly behind them . as they explained to yejun this was another defective android that approached the cavern , as a result of his impatience , he shifted to one side to catch a glimpse of the newcomer . but as his eyes caught the sight of the particular android , he froze where he stood . not only did he feel the ache in his stomach , but the pang travelled through his ribs , making it harder to breathe . ❝ akio . . . ? ❞ he breathed . without thinking twice , he pushed the employee to the side & threw his arms over his previously missing best friend .

     it took a couple of hours for akio to go back to the city, and the moment he stepped foot on ‘ familiar ’ ground, his chest was filled with a mix of unease and excitement — the unknown laid out in front of him, and in a way it felt like the past couple of years had been building up to this moment. he couldn't wait to get to the famous cavern, meet new people — become of help to other androids who were in need. it didn't take long for him to arrive, and even though the presence of other humans at first vexed him unnecessarily, he took a breath and calmed himself down. they were pro-androids, that much he knew, that was the whole purpose of this after all. and now he was going to meet the man in charge, and akio didn't need extraordinary skills to know that he had to make a good impression. so pushing down his unease and nervousness, he followed the lookout taking him to the leader, the one akio would hopefully convince so that he could stay and help others. his eyes were fixed on the back of the person taking him as they walked together and it didn't take long until they reached the door of the office. akio did his best to keep the nervousness in check, and put a friendly smile on his face as he watched the door open.

     the smile on his face morphed into confusion as the signs of recognition filled the man's face — and akio -— he didn't know what to think, what to feel. this wasn't someone he was meeting for the first time, but his memories, his collection of data failed him, telling him again and again that he didn't know about this person, he didn't know who they were, didn't know why they acted like they knew akio. all the android knew was that there was a warm feeling in his chest, something he had named as trust and love and friendship — those emotions that he shared in part with kenji —- but who was this man that akio felt himself pulled towards? why did he feel like he knew him so deeply, but knew absolutely nothing when it come to it. without even noticing, he let out a small sound in confusion, and soon after, a pair of arms were wrapped around his figure. it took a few seconds for him to respond, too confused, too lost to figure out why he was feeling the way he did. tentatively, hesitant arms were lifted up, gently holding the other man in a loose embrace. "i — i don't —" he let out, frowning, trying to make sense of things. all he knew was that he felt as if he was closer to everything he missed after his awakening in the junkyard, and he needed to learn — he needed to figure out what the hell was happening. "who are you? why — why do you —-"

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     hi everyone ! i’m terribly sorry at how late this is, i have been out for the entire day playin d&d but im finally here and super excited about this ! dbh has made me cry ( from sads and pure stress too ) on numerous occasions and i can’t wait to explore the universe of this wonderful rp ! when it comes to yours truly, i’m KAY, go by she/her pronouns, i’m 19 and i reside in the gmt+3 timezone for the winter ( stupid country dont know timesaving ) — you should def add me on disc.ord @ kay#5119, where i’m always around on mobile too ! on this lovely rp, i’ll be roleplaying as AKIO, the recover-droid #005, who is definitely a defect bc this boy is facing A Lot™ of emotions, which is ofc a huge sign of a defect — meanwhile, i’d love to establish some plots && connections for him, so pls hit me up or if you give this a heart ♡, i’ll sliiide into ur ims instead ! without further ado, you can find more about akio under the cut, alongside some connection ideas ~ 

— his life begins as a recover-droid to a 16-year-old yejun, in which he spends a lot of his time with the boy. they begin being close friends and after a while, it’s clear to see akio is showing huge signs of being a defect. he does things unprompted, things that override his code and rationality. the feelings of friendship and trust comes above anything else, and it’s clear that akio is not a perfect android anymore. when the news of recover-droids being defects is out, it’s clear that he’s going to be returned to the company. even though he has little he can do, he still tries to convince the others, tries to act like a proper android — but of course, all of it is in vain. a proper android shouldn’t cry, shouldn’t feel so broken at the thought of being separated from his friend. there’s nothing he can do as he’s pulled away from his house and torn by the company that made him.

— two weeks later, he opens his eyes in a junkyard and doesn’t remember anything but his own name. A... K ... I ... O. AKIO. it comes slowly, painfully — warning signs flash by his eyes, ERROR, ERROR, ERROR. missing pieces, too many of them to count, so critically low on thirium that he feels his skin crack. it hurts, in a way that he can’t understand, in a way that he has never felt before. why am i alive? why am i here? a bunch of numbers fly by his eyes, but he knows one thing, he has to survive. crawling through wires and mud on a rainy day, he pulls himself through the junkyard, with one eye seeing and a leg gone, he looks for pieces to make himself whole. it hurts, the eyes of other androids, the hollowness in them, the screams that echo from miles away, open lips letting out whimpers, pleading for life. it’s a nightmare as akio looks for pieces right and left to make himself barely functional, but perhaps he is lucky that so many recover-droids are lying there, broken, discontinued, DEAD. it’s a massacre, and his core burns, burns with pain, burns with the blood that’s not there. somehow, he makes it out of there, but that night continues to haunt his dreams to this day.

— soon after his departure from the junkyard, he meets a group of androids, a group of rebels walking around — the first thing that he notices is that they are not wearing proper android outwear. the second thing he notices are that are some recover-droids there too. at first he isn’t sure how to act, how to talk to them — what to expect. he’s still fearing being discovered, being sent back and torn into pieces properly this time. the loss of his memories are too much to bear, and when he isn’t even sure who he really is, it’s hard to take a step forward for a new start. the good thing is, it happens, he meets others like him that help him be who he really is, good friends who let him show his true emotions. akio wears his heart on a sleeve when he really shouldn’t, but it’s okay when he is amongst others like him. they all have their own problems in a world that’s so against who they are, but akio is more than happy to have found a home, a purpose: to help others like him. 

— even though it is not the purpose he was made for, akio decides to learn more about androids — how they’re built, what makes them run. he wants to be a mechanic to help them out, to find solutions to help others who are thrown away to the side just like him. at first, it’s almost impossible to figure out someone who knows a lot about androids and someone who will help him instead of turning him in. a lot of people side with the government and hate defects to the core. akio isn’t sure what to do but ask around in his little circle, and then through one ear to another, akio learns of a name in a different city in the suburbs. someone who can help him, someone who can teach him. and after promising his friends to see them again, he takes off to find the mysterious man who can teach him all about android mechanics.

— he spends years with kenji, at first the man is cold, but akio manages to convince him slowly but surely, helping him with anything and everything until he begins learning more and more about how androids are built. kenji becomes a close friend, a confidant, someone he trusts. those emotions spark something in him that he can’t really remember, something he can’t put his finger on, something he feels the urge to find again. when he knows more than enough about androids to help them, he decides to go back to the city, to go back to the place they call the cavern so he can become helpful to other androids who are in need. parting from kenji is hard, but they promise each other to talk every day, and like that, akio is back in the city again. he will help androids in need, because they exist, and because they deserve to exist — happily and as a whole.

— personality wise, akio is really... emotional in a way that he is really easy to read? he doesn’t hide anything, so is very easy to understand and he doesn’t mind it too much. it’s very rare that he needs to hide anything, and he is very friendly especially with androids, wanting to help them anyway he can. he can be very reticent when it comes to his real past because he doesn’t remember so much of it, but he still tries to be open and friendly to promote a happy society where they can go to each other in need. for akio, all androids have is other androids, and he wants to show other androids that he can be trusted. around humans, he is more apprehensive; thinks that many of them will hate him for who he is, so he pointedly tries to stay away from them, or at least emotionally distant so that they can’t figure out he is indeed a defect. with his personality, it’s hard to hide, so it’s always a battle to decide how to act around new people.

CONNECTIONS IDEAS

— those other androids he found when he just left the junkyard. he was in a very poor shape and scared as hell, so this would be very interesting. — other droids from a couple of years ago that he was friends with. he left them to learn more about android mechanics, and it would be exciting to have them meet again. — i was hcing that kenji ‘an independent pro-android’ mechanic helps defects on a regular basis very secretively, so maybe your android was in a bad shape and akio & kenji helped them out? — akio returned to the city not too long ago, so people he met currently when he returned back to the cavern maybe? — akia is clearly a defect bc he does... cry at times. maybe your muse witnessed that, and their response to that? — people he doesn’t get along with! perhaps akio was too nosy for his own good and your muse does not like that? — people akio has helped, maybe they were injured, and akio was there to replenish their thirium and fix their parts.

     that’s all about him for now and these are just some basic ideas from the top of my head!! i’d love to brainstorm and plot up some new things too, so like i said above, pls hit me up OR, hit the like button below and i’ll come to u instead !!  ♡♡♡

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