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     “There’s no fate but what we make for ourselves.”                               indie rp blog for John Connor from TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES.

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"I don't know. I've been reprogrammed." With that her main memories had been deleted. "But I've been build from skynet."

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“Many don’t believe until they’ve ever saw or felt it.” She spoke calmly. Maybe She was already believing, but the words made Cameron think after all.

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"I never felt empty." She said thinking. "Thank you for explaining."

     ”That is, certainly, the truth.” Mahia answered. “Being alone is terrible…”

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I've time now and it's your turn.

I'm going to be fair.

warisfoughtwithallies sarahjane-the-renegade I really have less time and the days I was online a of was because I had free days. I’ll be replying to our rps as soon as I can. I might be able to reply tomorrow since its midnight here.

iamjaneconnor I really would like to rp with you. Sorry for catching me when I had my break and that stuff. My job is really stressing me out. However I really would like to start a rp.

Thank you for understanding.

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It was weird to see how others liked to daydream. Living away from reality was dangerous and everything she knew about it was, that people missed a lot of information. However, Emily was not taking this as a normal thing for herself.

Of course did she love to learn and react like humans would. Sometimes she wished to be the perfect woman Along the others. She hoped that their leader would be able to reach that step someday. But til now her purpose, was to simply die to protect those who needed it.

Looking at the expression of the wounded soldier, Emily knew that they sometimes were depending on them.... Depending on the machines. The cries of pain were different from that what they knew. Their pain level was based on percentage.

"I shall do that." Her tone was mechanic and more robotic as wanted. She then walked away calmly, aiming directly for the office of the leader. Emily was the only cyborg allowed to come that close. Many human soldiers hated that fact by simply not liking her for being a cyborg.

Fight For The Future, Emily Gale And Oliver Queen.

She was looking at the doctors grabbing his arm. Her eyes looked at the Soldier. He looked in pain as they tried to help him. He didn’t seem to like it in Emily’s eyes. If she was allowed she’d actually help. Her cyborg comrades never had such trouble. Now she was thinking about just looking away.

She had no other choice but to just hold back and watch. The female looked at the ground. And decider to turn around and inform the leader. Maybe it was the best to just leave them alone.

She turned around as he then spoke towards her again. Now she knew what he meant. Her head moved a little to the left. “Thank you for explaining.” She said smiling. “Daydreaming. I don’t sleep and they said that if people look offline, they are daydreaming.” She explained. But Emily never had been daydreaming. It was weird but she had to say it like this. There was no other possible explanation for her to express her thoughts or feelings like that.

“I’ll inform the leader about your current state.” She wanted to leave and just escape the situation. The cyborg woman needed to complete her mission since he needed to rest.

Oliver had clenched his jaw, he just sat perfectly still, he just kept his eyes eyes focused on her, as if the distraction took the pain away even for a few moments. He swallowed softly as he kept himself still, his eyes rolled backwards slightly when he felt the pain medication kick in.

He pressed his lips together and bent his leg up slightly, he let out a growl when he felt the doctor get his bone back into place. He cursed and hid his face..“Dammit!”…he yelled, his eyes closed tightly.

He had relaxed after the doctor fixed his bone quietly, he had laid still after that, he looked like he was ready to rip the doctor’s head off. He shifted slightly feeling the doctor get his arm set in a cast. He was breathing softly..“Daydreaming, those are nice, I like daydreams.”….he whispered. He had smiled at the thought of it, he licked his lower lip gently, he was amused by it.

“Thank you, if he wishes to see me, he knows where I am, or will know where I am.”…he said quietly. His eyes drifted closed, he fell into a very light drug induced sleep, his hands were resting at his sides. He felt the doctor work on the rest of his wounds and burns, it was better that he was asleep.

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Anyone who wants a starter?

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I'm going to be fair.

warisfoughtwithallies sarahjane-the-renegade I really have less time and the days I was online a of was because I had free days. I'll be replying to our rps as soon as I can. I might be able to reply tomorrow since its midnight here. iamjaneconnor I really would like to rp with you. Sorry for catching me when I had my break and that stuff. My job is really stressing me out. However I really would like to start a rp. Thank you for understanding.

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"Okay." She spoke calmly. It didn't sound like any emotion. Her eyes just stared at the other female. "I guess I cannot help you then."

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She was looking at the doctors grabbing his arm. Her eyes looked at the Soldier. He looked in pain as they tried to help him. He didn't seem to like it in Emily's eyes. If she was allowed she'd actually help. Her cyborg comrades never had such trouble. Now she was thinking about just looking away.

She had no other choice but to just hold back and watch. The female looked at the ground. And decider to turn around and inform the leader. Maybe it was the best to just leave them alone.

She turned around as he then spoke towards her again. Now she knew what he meant. Her head moved a little to the left. "Thank you for explaining." She said smiling. "Daydreaming. I don't sleep and they said that if people look offline, they are daydreaming." She explained. But Emily never had been daydreaming. It was weird but she had to say it like this. There was no other possible explanation for her to express her thoughts or feelings like that.

"I'll inform the leader about your current state." She wanted to leave and just escape the situation. The cyborg woman needed to complete her mission since he needed to rest.

Fight For The Future, Emily Gale And Oliver Queen.

She didn’t felt anything else then him being upset or maybe it was sadness. The female cyborg had to care about him since it was an order. He didn’t seem to be able to walk so she carefully lifted him up. This would drag attention of course but as how she was, people were always keeping an eye on her.

Slowly walking away with him by not even asking permission she was just aiming straight for the emergency room. Emily was walking slowly by being afraid to hurt him and maybe get an attack from those who weren’t trusting her. Her brown hair was slightly flying back from the wind as she placed her steps straight in perfection.

She looked at the emergency room. “We’re almost there. Anything else you wish me to accomplish for you mister Queen?” She asked softly, with a kind smile. She then opened the door with her feet, and placed her on the table so that the doctors could aid him.

“If not, I shall report to the leader about the state of your body.” She spoke, as she stepped away from him. She sometimes seemed to look past him and then back into his eyes, like she had an uneasy feeling about this situation.

Oliver had gotten up careflly, he trusted her and that was enough, if anyone were to so much as cross him and his belief in her, he would put a bullet to their head. He moved carefully, his chest rose and fell slightly evenly. He was no lightweight, it always amused him whenever someone half his size was holding him up.

He leaned his head slightly  looking down at her since he typically towered over them, he was taller then a lot of the people there. He smiled slightly..“It’s Oliver.”…he chuckled, he would rather be on a first name basis with everyone, machines included.

He got onto the table carefully avoiding placing pressure on his broken arm, he looked at her quietly and took a breathe. He nodded quietly..“Just let him know that my injuries will not prevent me from going out in the field.”…he said slowly.

He had let his good hand rest on her arm lightly for a moment..“hey, where did you go?”…he questioned. He was watching her quietly, he had noticed that she looked past him, as if she went somewhere else, even if for just a moment. He moved his eyes slightly..“You can trust me, you can tell me whatever it is.”

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"I'm from 2027. And you?" She asked calmly. She had learned a lot from john since he was the one she was spending a lot of time with her. "John Connor has send me back."

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"No I don't..." She said thinking about what she said. She had a point but then remembered something. "People write notes when they can't cry."

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She was in her thoughts of what many believed or saw as collecting data. She was just scanning his wounds and looking at the bone what was quiet disturbing. Emily had no bones and that was what made her think. Wounds weren't hurting her directly, they would just tell her how much more damage she could possibly take.

She nodded at him and his answer. "Alright, Oliver. I suggest you shouldn't go out for six months five days fifty minutes and thirty seconds." It was rather understandable for many to listen to a reprogrammed enemy. Instead of the others from her kind she tried to help the humans.

The hand on her arm made her look straight into his eyes it was abnormal to get touched from soldiers aside from the leader. Now the female cyborg had to explain were she went to.

She took a moment before replying. "I walked at eight a.m. when the marines moved out towards our leader. I then waited for seven hours fifty-five minutes and one minute before gaining the information of your return. I was in your room and now I am here." She had probably misunderstood him since she was programmed to exactly answer on the questions that were given.

She then looked at his arm. Her eyes again scanning the bone. "A harder fall and they would have cut your arm of at ninety-five percent." Emily then added to the her answer.

Fight For The Future, Emily Gale And Oliver Queen.

She didn’t felt anything else then him being upset or maybe it was sadness. The female cyborg had to care about him since it was an order. He didn’t seem to be able to walk so she carefully lifted him up. This would drag attention of course but as how she was, people were always keeping an eye on her.

Slowly walking away with him by not even asking permission she was just aiming straight for the emergency room. Emily was walking slowly by being afraid to hurt him and maybe get an attack from those who weren’t trusting her. Her brown hair was slightly flying back from the wind as she placed her steps straight in perfection.

She looked at the emergency room. “We’re almost there. Anything else you wish me to accomplish for you mister Queen?” She asked softly, with a kind smile. She then opened the door with her feet, and placed her on the table so that the doctors could aid him.

“If not, I shall report to the leader about the state of your body.” She spoke, as she stepped away from him. She sometimes seemed to look past him and then back into his eyes, like she had an uneasy feeling about this situation.

Oliver had gotten up careflly, he trusted her and that was enough, if anyone were to so much as cross him and his belief in her, he would put a bullet to their head. He moved carefully, his chest rose and fell slightly evenly. He was no lightweight, it always amused him whenever someone half his size was holding him up.

He leaned his head slightly  looking down at her since he typically towered over them, he was taller then a lot of the people there. He smiled slightly..“It’s Oliver.”…he chuckled, he would rather be on a first name basis with everyone, machines included.

He got onto the table carefully avoiding placing pressure on his broken arm, he looked at her quietly and took a breathe. He nodded quietly..“Just let him know that my injuries will not prevent me from going out in the field.”…he said slowly.

He had let his good hand rest on her arm lightly for a moment..“hey, where did you go?”…he questioned. He was watching her quietly, he had noticed that she looked past him, as if she went somewhere else, even if for just a moment. He moved his eyes slightly..“You can trust me, you can tell me whatever it is.”

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"Goodnight."

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"I care for you." She spoke like it was a reply of a computer, it came out like a gunshot. Cameron never saw herself as a monster. Maybe the human emotions she possessed would make her think like that.

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Shout at my muse to see how they respond:

"I shouldn’t be in love with you!"

"It’s not fair!"

"I could kill you right now!"

"Knock it off!"

"Screw you!"

"You’re a complete moron!"

"I love this song!"

"Bring that here!"

"I hate you!"

"I’m pissed off!"

"Make me!"

"I wish you’d never been born!"

"I bought ice cream!"

"Kiss my ass!"

"Shut up!"

"I can’t do it anymore!"

"Take me home!"

"Just kiss me already!

"I can't be in love with you!"

"I can't believe this!"

"Piss off!"

"I wish things were that simple!"

"I love you!"

"Jump off a bridge!"

"You’re so hot!"

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Send "Just kiss me!" for my character reaction.