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As of now, the only blog I will return to is @awastelandprincess due to her file being a lot more tedious to transfer. I will check in daily on her~but officially as of now.

This blog is on hiatus. If I get the muse back for River I shall return.

@lostchildofthematrix and @deceiveroftheheart is my new blog. ​

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So~ I think I will be converting this into a OW centered blog. I'll still be doing the child rps but Agnus Dei's main universe will be OW. ^^ Agnus Dei is likely going to be a God Program trying to understand humanity

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“This would be the appropriate to do so…”

“Your therapist recommended the Agnus Dei Program to you, to help you through the process-are you concerned this is not a good idea?”

The voice did sound concerned as well, “Would you like this interface to contact your Doctor?”

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Jay nodded, and waited for her to close her eyes before he ran around for a few seconds in his room-before slipping outside, and sitting under the porch.

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“Yup.” Shameless.

“My turn to hide, right Grandma?” He looked eager-like he might have figured out a new spot.

A laugh bubbles to her lips. Ana walks out from behind the couch,

“Indeed it is, I hope you have a good idea on where to hide.”

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"Madre-the police are coming..." He whispered, "They're coming to get you..." Juan looked at the tablet, and hugged her. "What are we going to do?"

They wouldn't have much time-the phone call was not likely the only alert the Agnus Dei system had; it probably used it more of a distraction.

A Glimpse into the Future ~Closed RP~

“I-” He looked so confused, and he hesitated: and the automated voice came from the tablet.

“Program: [No name], Agnus Dei Technology is being tampered with. Please contact the authorities.”

He didn’t even have a name? Why didn’t he have a name? That can’t be right he-…“Madre…why don’t I?” There was a spark sound and he yelped.

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"Complete. One moment."

The disc that came with tablet glowed, and there was her son-blinking a little confused-before giving a yawn and looking at her. And cooing. "Mmm!"

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"I dunno! I wanna try different food today-" Hiru laughed, "Can I have some food like the stuff in America-Dad says is not healthy but it sounds so good!"

She skipped a bit, and then stopped, "Can you give me a piggy back right?"

@mccreedeadeye

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"Fine-I'll make sure I'll charge it tonight." Hiru muttered, and she looked up at the two of them while she waited for an answer.

"Yes-I suppose it's fine." Hanzo sighed, "But you can't fill up-remember it's going to be a big dinner tonight." Hiru bounced back to McCree's leg and grinned. "Let's go Pop!" She pulled on his hand and tugged him ahead.

@mccreedeadeye

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One mainly through the bridge of his nose-along with a couple ear piercings. "Ewww! Don't kiss in front of me that's gross!" Hiru covered her eyes with the hat; she turned to run away and her parted enough to see the projection disc, and Hanzo's attention snapped away from Jesse. "Hiru! You didn't charge you disc last night?" She stopped and shook her head no, he looked frustrated-the Projector Disc had to be charged once, every night for at least eight hours-though a longer charge is preferred. She'd had an incident once when she was a little younger, the disc lost charge and she of course disappeared with it. It was likely the cause of her eyes going bad...and was a reminder, of what she was. "Can we have lunch Pop?" Hiru asked quickly, "I'd love some ice cream!" @mccreedeadeye

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"Selected."

"Boy, or girl?"

"Age[recommended newborn-4 for optimal bonding] and name."

The screen loaded into a helix, genetics mixing to something deemed healthy.

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"I-" He looked so confused, and he hesitated: and the automated voice came from the tablet.

"Program: [No name], Agnus Dei Technology is being tampered with. Please contact the authorities."

He didn't even have a name? Why didn't he have a name? That can't be right he-..."Madre...why don't I?" There was a spark sound and he yelped.

A Glimpse into the Future ~Closed RP~

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"With your gun?" She flopped onto her butt and picked his old hat and put it on again. "Absolutely not." Came Hanzo's voice, and Hiru pouted visibly but she got up and ran to McCree's leg. "Dad! Show Pop your new piercings!" @mccreedeadeye

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Daily reminder!

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"Yup." Shameless.

"My turn to hide, right Grandma?" He looked eager-like he might have figured out a new spot.

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He looked behind the curtains-and under the table, and in a couple rooms; finishing his cookie before peeking over the couch. “Found you!”

His face still covered with crumbs

She looks up, smiling. “Good job. You’ve done well.” 

Standing she reaches over to brush the crumbs from his face. A messy eater if she ever saw one, “I see you found another cookie to eat.” 

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@mccreedeadeye

"Yeah! Master Zen and him are teaching me stuff~since Dad doesn't want to leave me with Grandpa...like this-" She did a pretty quick cartwheel, and stopped a little unsteadily on her hands and balanced there for about 10 seconds.

"See Pop!"

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"He's out with Uncle Genji right now-said they had to get some stuff for dinner."

The hat was a little big, flopping down at her eye brows-but she pulled her phone out any way and pulled up a picture of Genji and her-both looking goofy with ultra serious Hanzo in the background.

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"Dad..." He was much older then the last time Gerard had seen him in person-nearly a man-he of course had dark hair like his mother and nearly the same color eyes as her.

"...Thank you...for coming..." He whispered, before stepping out onto the snowed porch and hugging him tightly.