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[evenanandr01dcancry]

nottheteamsociopath:

evenanandr01dcancry:

“Mm.” Viv listened with that same impassive expression, not showing any sign one way or another if his words amused or offended her. A waitress came by and she asked for ice water and a few breadsticks, and, “whatever he wants, if he hesitates enquire further.”

Then, folding the menu and setting it aside, she set her hands in her lap. “His experiment with me, my mother, and my brother, could be summed up as a resounding disaster, were I not the end product. He mismanaged our family to an unimaginable degree, mostly due to his duplicity in trying to keep us ‘striving for normalcy’. It led to bugs in my mother’s ethics. Obsessive-compulsive tendencies in my brother. Questions of faith in me. Victor’s murder.” She tipped her head to one side. “What I wish to know is – could we perhaps be angry with the same person?”

“That depends on who you’re angry with.” Tommy ordered a fair amount of food, including a pasta dish and a fair amount of fries. “If you’re angry at yourself for not being able to do anything, then no. If you’re angry at The Vision for striving for a ‘normalcy’ that doesn’t exist, then yup, we’re mad at the same person.” He gave her a little smile, “Though from what I understand, it’s not the first time he’s pulled some bullshit to prove he’s 'real’.”

Her expression remained impassive, unreadable, but the furrow between her brows smoothed out and she took to tapping a fingernail -- painted or phased to be bright yellow -- on the table top. “The pressure to be normal is overwhelming,” she admitted. “Everything we did was scrutinized to the nth degree. No flying, the neighbors will see. No using my internal wi-fi, I must use a tablet like the other children.” The young synthezoid huffed softly, looking up at him with an earnest expression in her gleaming eyes. “I hear this is a similar struggle with normal children, but I feel my experience is... far more complicated. And he makes it no easier. Why can he not accept that we are not normal?”

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nottheteamsociopath:

evenanandr01dcancry:

“Thank you,” she said as she sat in the chair he’d pulled out, slipping a tie from her wrist to wind her hair back from her face in a messy bun. “I would like to discuss your feelings on my existence, Thomas. And I would appreciate your full honesty, while I may not like what I hear I shall not be offended. After all, you are entitled to your feelings as much as anyone.” People were staring, of course – a pink girl with green hair and glowing eyes was enough to turn heads, but coming in with a boy with absolutely white hair? They made quite the pair.

“My feelings on your existence? Do you mean like, as a person or like as a representation of how little the Vision understands what family is?” He kinda wanted to play with her hair, would it be stiff like thick wires or flow like silk? “Because the thought that AUM fucked off and created a new family without even bothering to meet me is… It fucking hurts. But that shouldn’t reflect back on you.” He fiddled with his menu. “I mean, you’re not the one I’m angry with.”

“Mm.” Viv listened with that same impassive expression, not showing any sign one way or another if his words amused or offended her. A waitress came by and she asked for ice water and a few breadsticks, and, “whatever he wants, if he hesitates enquire further.”

Then, folding the menu and setting it aside, she set her hands in her lap. “His experiment with me, my mother, and my brother, could be summed up as a resounding disaster, were I not the end product. He mismanaged our family to an unimaginable degree, mostly due to his duplicity in trying to keep us ‘striving for normalcy’. It led to bugs in my mother’s ethics. Obsessive-compulsive tendencies in my brother. Questions of faith in me. Victor’s murder.” She tipped her head to one side. “What I wish to know is -- could we perhaps be angry with the same person?”

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��Mm, I cannot say for certain if I missed you. I did notice it got unusually quiet for a while...”

“Are you well? I detect a double-entendre in your tone that you might wish to conceal the reason for your absence...”

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“Miss me?” She winked. Viv probably didn’t necessarily, but like that’d stop Jackie’s roll anytime soon.

“Sorry for the disappearing act. I was on a long vacation.” 

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wiccanwy:

( ★ EVENANANDR01DCANCRY )

“There was this thing… it does not matter now. I owe her my gratitude, but I was not sure if it would be my place.”

     ❛ she’d like it━ even if she’s not your mom, she’s important to you, right? ❜

“Yes. She came to me, the day my mother killed herself, and told me some very kind words. I wish to show my gratitude.”

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symbioteburnout:

@evenanandr01dcancry

“So, Vision can have kids? Does that make you techno-organic?”

“The descriptor is Synthezoid. I am made up of a matrix of organic polymers designed to mimic human systems and behaviors, though nothing about me is truly ‘alive’ as you might understand it. Also, my name is Viv, and he did not ‘have’ me, he made me in a lab.”

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// also, to the people who have stuck with me through this debacle:

thank you, from the bottom of my heart. you are the reason i haven’t deleted all of my blogs and disappeared off tumblr forever.

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// how cute

my experience doesn’t matter because your experience matters more.

welp, I don’t give a fuck. I write what I want, and if you don’t like it, I don’t mind that you blocked me. Warn people about the big bad lesbophobic bi. It just means the people who are worth my time are the ones I’ll be interacting with in the future.

I’m sorry you’re so insecure that you feel the need to start witch-hunts on the internet to validate yourself.

[evenanandr01dcancry]

// dropped my phone on my face so today’s started off swell

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// i’m gonna go watch fuckin MST3K and get this out of my system peace

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// I would like to make it known that if you have a problem with me, I would appreciate if you came to me about it.

thank you.

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nottheteamsociopath:

evenanandr01dcancry:

“I have calculated your caloric needs in relation to your body size and metabolism – based on records available for Pietro Maximoff, so my calculations may be off. Your appetite is well within my budget, so please, allow me to insist.” She strode along, posture a little too perfect for a 16-year-old, arms swinging at her sides. “Your assumption is correct, though I have taken steps to adjust the ‘resemblance’ between myself and my father.”

He followed her to a cute little hole in the wall place, pulling out her chair before sitting down. The use of ‘my father’ intrigued him. Did she know how Tommy felt or was it merely a slip? “So, s-” he cut himself off from calling her 'sis’ he didn’t get know what she wanted. “What did you wanna talk about?”

“Thank you,” she said as she sat in the chair he’d pulled out, slipping a tie from her wrist to wind her hair back from her face in a messy bun. “I would like to discuss your feelings on my existence, Thomas. And I would appreciate your full honesty, while I may not like what I hear I shall not be offended. After all, you are entitled to your feelings as much as anyone.” People were staring, of course -- a pink girl with green hair and glowing eyes was enough to turn heads, but coming in with a boy with absolutely white hair? They made quite the pair.

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nottheteamsociopath:

evenanandr01dcancry:

“My name is Viv.” She offered a soft smile, somewhat stony due to the featureless light of her eyes but nonetheless friendly in its way. “Then I shall make it my treat. Father included a financial stipend in my teenage program, and as I have little occasion to spend it it has accrued.”

“You don’t have to. I mean, food for me costs a lot.” He stepped in beside her easily, to the left as he usually walked with Billy. “Nice too meet you Viv. Is it safe to assume who your father is?”

“I have calculated your caloric needs in relation to your body size and metabolism -- based on records available for Pietro Maximoff, so my calculations may be off. Your appetite is well within my budget, so please, allow me to insist.” She strode along, posture a little too perfect for a 16-year-old, arms swinging at her sides. “Your assumption is correct, though I have taken steps to adjust the ‘resemblance’ between myself and my father.”

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nottheteamsociopath:

evenanandr01dcancry:

“Mm. Many things, some which have troubled me for quite a while. Is this a good location or would you like to go somewhere more comfortable?”

“Well, some place with food would be nice. Speedster metabolism. What can I call you, by the way?”

“My name is Viv.” She offered a soft smile, somewhat stony due to the featureless light of her eyes but nonetheless friendly in its way. “Then I shall make it my treat. Father included a financial stipend in my teenage program, and as I have little occasion to spend it it has accrued.”

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nottheteamsociopath:

evenanandr01dcancry:

@nottheteamsociopath

“Hello, Thomas. Wanda speaks very highly of you. Could we talk, perhaps?”

“You’re…” Tommy couldn’t help but smile a little. “Of course. What do you wanna talk about?”

“Mm. Many things, some which have troubled me for quite a while. Is this a good location or would you like to go somewhere more comfortable?”

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@nottheteamsociopath

“Hello, Thomas. Wanda speaks very highly of you. Could we talk, perhaps?”

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wiccanwy:

( ★ EVENANANDR01DCANCRY )

“In your opinion, is it entirely out of line for me to send a bouquet of flowers to Ms. Maximoff? I realize I am late, but I was in space yesterday…”

     ❛ you were in SPACE? ❜ of course that’s the first thing he asks about. ❛ i don’t know…i guess it would be nice? i brought her flowers too… ❜ 

“There was this thing... it does not matter now. I owe her my gratitude, but I was not sure if it would be my place.”

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// quiet reminder this is an rp blog, not a discourse blog