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>>victoriaiisms has followed personatesyndicate

“Victoria... that’s a friendly face to see upon returning to Blackwell.”

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>>away!

[i’m gonna get the next few replies out, then i’m gonna be mostly in the background- i’m having a bad time with personal things so i’m gonna only do threads i’m interested in doing tonight.]

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>>corruptedrhys has followed personatesyndicate

The middle of the day, with nothing to do and only those on Helios and Pandora to snoop around. Sure, she had a job, to find more sirens, but she had already had two on one planet, and it wasn’t necessarily hard for an all-seeing AI to multitask in the least.

That meant, of course, messing with the Hyperion slaves of workers. In Angel’s defense, under Handsome Jack, were they really people?

Angel’s voice filled the ECHO system of today’s disposable Handsome Jack wannabe- how anybody could want to be Handsome Jack, Angel could not fathom- as she came in contact with the young man. Rhys.

“You seem like you’re having a bit of trouble with the coding.”

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Nature throwing a huge metal H into the sky. That would be something worth seeing. Angel smiled despite herself at the “official”, wondering how the hell they got into a job they held. With people like this, as her father had said, they could never know. Mindless.

The younger girl did seem to have a mind, at least. A working one, if a strangely working one.

“It shouldn’t mess anything up in the least. We only want to do business, not murder.”

            “…Ohhh, so that’s where that thing came from!              I just thought nature was being an asshole again!~”

         She giggled aloud, throwing a glance up to the structure in question.

              “But, uh, depends…         is this trade export gonna mess anything in the city up?”

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Sayaka took a quiet step back, turning around to make sure everyone else had left. The streets were bare as the city rush hour had died down, not one except for Sayaka and Chaos left. In this lack of presence, Sayaka transformed into her magical girl’s form, donning a cutlass in her hand.

She spoke defensively now, cutlass raised in preparation for battle. “You’d better explain yourself now! Are you a witch?”

      Mouthless, confused, Chaos squinted the pair of green stones that resembled eyes at the girl, taking a cautious step forward. He could hear her, and she could see that she was most definitely high-strung in his presence alone. As a mere human should be! He’s known as a god, after all…           As if attempting to reply, another, sloshy-sounding noise emitting from him. Unfortunate thing about being liquid energy, he couldn’t quite communicate with others of foreign kind…

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[i’m going to get started on greetings and replies in order by notification, and since i haven’t been on here in a while, it may be a while before you get a reply, sorry!]

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>>online!

[sorry about my absence, i’ve been really really busy.]

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Angel sighed quietly. How could this girl not possbily know about...?

“Hyperion. We’re the multi-million dollar company who put a giant H in the sky. We’re looking for more trade exports, and we were wondering if we could land one here.”

                   “Nope! Not one bit!”

    Exclaimed the childish weapon, hands placed on her hips, grin wide across her face and eyes abroad. 

          “By the way, what’s a Hyperion??~”

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Sayaka’s every motion stopped cold as she caught eye contact with a strange being. That couldn’t be safe. Was it a witch? A familiar? If it was, what was it doing out here? This made no sense, it couldn’t be happening.

Sayaka rubbed her eyes and shook her head, unsure of what was in front of her.

“What the hell are you?

Am I awake right now?”

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   The liquid-energy lifeform was curious, needless to say. His emerald-colored, blank gaze fell upon the woman, head slowly tilting off to the side as a strange, gargling noise emitted from him. In general, he’s confused…he doesn’t recognize this person, nor the planet itself.

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Angel’s mouth curved with curiosity and a disbelief-filled smirk. The girl was prideful, she could say that. But possibly a bit too young, or possibly a bit too rowdy. Angel internally shrugged anyways. Why not try the girl?

“If you’re the official, then I suppose you know about the prospect of a Hyperion trade center in your area?”

      A laugh was let loose from the psychotic weapon, arms folding over her chest, which was puffed out in a rather prideful manner. 

                   “Hah!~          You’re looking at her!~”

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>> ♤ open starter : not a robot au angel

Angel’s boots scuffed on dusty Pandoran ground, her heat tilted as she caught a glance of the gleaming sun, then shifting her gaze to Helios. Home. As much as she’d love to be there right now, she had an obligation, a job her father had put her in charge of, and she would not disappoint. Not when this job mattered so much to her and to her family.

Her hair was pulled into a neat braid, clothes rid of any Hyperion insignia, Angel wasn’t stupid enough to approach Pandora with their equivalent of a sign that read “JUST SHOOT ME DOWN HIS SECOND.” She would not fail this mission, Angel repeated in her head, she would not.

As she aproached the first person who did not look ready to attack, Angel continued with her inward coaching, as outwardly she stood stiff, meaning business. “Can you direct me to the nearest fast travel station?”

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“Do you have any advice on what to do if you feel like you’re... not you, I guess?

Are feelings like that even normal?”

“Yes, Kate? What si it?” He asks, smiling a little.

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[like this post for a starter, reply or message me for one if you prefer a certain muse- i can work with all three tonight!]

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>>online!

sorry, i’ve been really tired and busy. but i’m here now!

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“That would be your ECHO communications device- you should have been supplied one on your way to Pandora. It’s linked to the data of the planet.” Angel’s voice seemed to allocate to her projection.

The girl was something, that’s for sure. she was something who had ways to go in Pandora, at least. And somehow, she was making it. In an inexplicable way, Angel felt proud, proud that someone like this was making it.

“That sounds normal for Pandora, yes. Any other questions?”

“Data streams…? That doesn’t really explain why you’re in my head.” Did they put wires in my brain on the trip!? No. No. Nope. She wasn’t going to think about that possibility.  Being able to see the speaker was oddly reassuring - it definitely was someone else, she definitely wasn’t gonna turn into one of those guys. Right? “Angel, I’m gonna level with you. I came here to scavenge a few guns, and since I arrived, I’ve been shot at, propositioned and yelled at from a distance. Is all this normal for Pandora?”

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Angel tilted her head a bit to the side, frustration an inch more evident as she tapped her foot idly on the ground. She was tense as she stood before the girl. She knew this job could be dangerous, that’s why she chose it. “We can just hire someone else, darling,” her dad had said, however Angel’s insistence to be able to do this on her own had led her here, and now she was only watching after herself.

The girl’s attitude was alarming, she seemed... out of it. However, that wasn’t Angel’s area to complain. Instead, her questions were voiced.

“Can you point me in the direction of your closest city official? We need to speak about transactions with Hyperion.”

       A grin played at the psycho’s lips once the sound of pursuing footsteps reach her ears. She gave a dramatic little pause in stride before she’d turn on the heel of her boot, lean forth and gaze up at the stranger with furrowed brows. scanning her appearance, her expression. Unsmiling? Serious? She clearly means business.

       “What’re you blabbing about?~              Beating around the bush             isn’t gonna help me decide whether or not i’m gonna comply.~”

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>>anyways, i’m online!

[good afternoon!]