#( c. a.n.n.a. )

[wanderingguest]

+ @factiousfcrged​ ( starter call ) muse : A.N.N.A. I’m a Mess by Bebe Rexha

“I’m a mess for your love, it ain’t new...”

[tunacatx-blog]

→ System Recovery Mode. Dear @beholdinghxm​,

Su rostro era inexpresivo mientras caminaba con su padre, sus manos se encontraban a los lados de su cuerpo y permanecía en silencio. Eso mataba al Dr. Beckham, su pequeña Anna había perdido casi toda su vida desde aquél accidente, volver a escribir, era como volver a iniciar en este mundo, ya no sonreía o ni siquiera entendía del todo que era eso. El Dr. Beckham no quería alterar los números en la cabeza de su hija, quería que ella aprendiera por sí sola, quería recuperar a su pequeña princesa, quería besarla y que ella riera, quería que ella amara, se casara, quería verla feliz de nuevo...

Finalmente, llegaron al aula X-11, el doctor se posicionó ante la joven quién mecánicamente subió su mirada azulina hacia la de su padre y él prosiguió: “Sé que ellos te ayudaran, Anna.” El contrario se acercó para depositar un pequeño beso sobre la frente de ella, la castaña no logró reaccionar y mantuvo su expresión seria. Una mujer se asomó por la puerta unos segundos después, se dirigió al Dr. Beckham y murmuró: “Ya pueden entrar, Jerome.” Él afirmó con sus cabeza para abrir del todo la puerta, la joven entró tras ver como su padre ingresaba, dio unos pasos hasta que el hombre se detuvo y le hizo una señal para que ella se detuviera en el centro del salón.

Sus ojos azules se deslizaron por todo el lugar, analizando a cada individuo que la miraban sin mucha impresión y escuchó como su padre empezaba a hablar: “Buenos días, yo soy el Dr. Jerome Beckham y les presento a Proyecto A.N.N.A. Anna es la primera humana-androide de la Tierra, su cabeza es capaz de responder cualquier pregunta matemática, lingüística hasta puede hablar cualquier idioma. Pero hoy, ustedes pueden colaborar en el crecimiento de Anna y es porque queremos probar que ella vuelva a aprender. Su cerebro es mitad computadora y mitad humano, necesita ejercitar su lado humano para evitar algún fallo en sistema. Anna estará dos meses bajo su tutela, deberán enseñarle a escribir, a leer y sobre todo a ser una mujer en esta sociedad. Pero, ella escogerá...” La mirada de Anna se había detenido en una joven de piel morena, cabellos castaños que se extendían por su espalda, mantuvo su mirada en ella mientras su padre explicaba y ella interrumpió:

— Viktoria Krum.

[marialeto]

1-28-2022

Friday

 Today the moon is waning crescent in Sagittarius all day.  

 Today in history;

 NATIONAL FUN AT WORK DAY

Look to find fun things to do at work, let your imagination be the leader. Make sure to obtain your boss’s approval for whatever fun and exciting things you choose to do. Better yet, get your boss involved in the fun!   #funatworkday

 NATIONAL BLUEBERRY PANCAKE DAY

On January 28th, National Blueberry Pancake Day brings the sweetness of blueberries to your pancake, flapjack, or hotcake.

The early pancakes consisted mostly of flour and milk and were more like biscuits. Later, eggs, milk, a leavening agent (such as baking powder), and fat were added creating the fluffier, lighter pancake we know today.

Adding blueberries to the pancake batter when mixing up the ingredients may result in a bluish hue. To avoid this, add them right after dropping dollops of batter to the hot griddle.  While you’re having seconds, be sure to include a dollop of real whipped cream. 

Blueberries add a freshness to pancakes and nutrients like vitamin K, vitamin C, manganese, and copper.

 NATIONAL KAZOO DAY

National Kazoo Day on January 28th recognizes nearly 200 years of kazoo music in the United States. The day also encourages playing and learning about the kazoo. 

The instrument requires little effort to create a sound. However, some skill is necessary to make intelligible music. This simple instrument also adds comedic punctuations to just about any childhood song. The great thing about the kazoo is, if you can hum, you can play!

National Kazoo Day celebrates the humble kazoo and all the infectious joy it brings to people of all ages.  #NationalKazooDay

 1873

U.S. Patent Office issues patent no. 135,245 to Louis Pasteur for an “Improvement in Brewing Beer and Ale.”

 1958

The Danish toy building block company, Lego, filed an application to patent the interlocking plastic toy building blocks. Originally invented and designed out of wood by the company’s founder Ole Kirk Christiansen, the company produced its first plastic blocks in 1949.

 1547:

Nine-year-old Edward VI, the first English monarch to be

raised as a Protestant, became king.

 1813:

English author Jane Austen's novel Pride and Prejudice was

published, using material from an unpublished manuscript originally

written between 1796 and 1797.

 1922:

The largest recorded snowstorm in the history of Washington,

D.C.,

 1984:

Tropical Storm Domoina made landfall in southern Mozambique,

 Birthdays:

Charles William Nash – 1864

Nash made enormous contributions to the automotive industry. He first served the industry at General Motors as Buick’s VP and as GM’s fifth president. In 1916, Nash established Nash Motors when he purchased Jeffery Motor Company.

  Auguste Piccard & Jean Piccard  – 1884

The twin brothers attended the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology. Auguste studied physics, and Jean studied chemistry. Their mutual interests in ballooning led to several scientific achievements.

 Jackson Pollock – 1912

The abstract expressionist painter achieved critical success during his lifetime.

 Anna Gordy Gay – 1922

In 1959, the record executive formed A.N.N.A. Records in Detroit, Michigan, with her sisters Gwen Gordy and Roquel Billy Davis.

 Vera Williams – 1928

The award-winning children’s author was best known for her novel A Chair for My Mother.

 Today is Art Basil Friday

And Meditation Friday.

  "Peace demands of Nature the recognition of human rights;"     

  --José Martí

[wanderingguest]

+ @goliathfcrged​ ( starter call ) muse : A.N.N.A. Lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid

“Wanna feel alive. Outside, I can’t fight my fear.”

[wanderingguest]

+ @quixoticfcrged sent : scars/bruises meme it really is on my blog somewhere / accepting

Part of the android was torn. Torn between wanting to fix everything, make everything okay, and wanting to poke every single one of those bruises. Not because she wanted to hurt Jim. It just put a pit in what would have been her stomach, had she been human, to see him like this. To know that he would put himself in situations where he could get hurt. All because he had to do the right thing and, sometimes, that meant putting himself in harm's way.

"I'm curious..." Words were soft as she tended to wounds, gently slipped fingers over the bruises that were forming. "What do you hear when I ask you to be careful? Is it garbled?" There was no anger in her voice, only a bit of resignation coupled with a tiny bit of teasing. She slid fingers over a particularly nasty bruise that had begun to form on his cheek. "Just once, I'd like it if you could stay out of trouble. Just once."

[wanderingguest]

+ @factiousfcrged sent : scar touching meme it's on my blog somewhere / accepting

Fingers danced gingerly across the bared skin of his back. There were scars here and there. Each one carrying its own story. She wanted to know those stories, wanted to know who caused injuries bad enough to leave marks etched in his skin, but she also knew it wasn't the time to ask. If Amos wanted to talk about them, he would. In his own time. Instead, she continued to allow her fingers to wander. Lips occasionally followed, feather-light, across those scars.

"Did you know I don't scar?" The words murmured softly, a little sadly. It shouldn't have been cause for sadness, but it felt like another bit of proof that she wasn't real. Just a manufactured thing. "My skin just stitches itself back together, clears out any semblance of a wound ever having been there."

[wanderingguest]

+ @factiousfcrged sent : ❛ i want to see you. ❜ / amos and ANNA subtle lemony scent / accepting

For a second, brows furrow. "Well, I'm right here..." A blink, less out of the need to search through programming and files, and more because she's trying very hard to figure out what he means. As she's standing right in front of him. Granted, they've been apart much longer than they normally would be, but his reaction once they are alone baffles her slightly.

Then, a realization hits and eyes widen. "Oh! I need to check your eyes, don't I?" After all, there was that mess with the pathogens causing blindness. Perhaps there is there still some residual vision problem. "I would need the autodoc to properly---"

Her voice cuts off, nearly dies on her tongue. The look on his face is certainly not one that says he can't physically see her. It's a look she's seen before and one that creates a thrill up the wiring of her spine. "Oh. Oh." Lips finally curl into a knowing smile. "It has been awhile..." She hopes he can forgive that it has taken her a moment to realize what he meant. Fingers move to the bottom of her shirt and make decidedly quick work of its disposal. "Hopefully you're planning on doing more than looking, through."

[wanderingguest]

+ @quixoticfcrged sent : ❛ i really want to kiss you right now. ❜ / holden and ANNA subtle lemony scent / accepting

For a brief moment, she thinks she's misheard. Thinks, perhaps, that Holden meant something else. Or meant someone else. Synthetic eyes turn up, study his for a moment, and ANNA realizes what she already knew, he is as earnest as ever. And, while she wouldn't call his look hopeful, she's seen that look before, it's pretty damned close. There's a tightness in her chest, a feeling she's becoming more and more acquainted with.

A hand, close enough to organic material to feel like the real thing, reaches out to touch his cheek. Teeth briefly gather her bottom lip. How long has she wanted this? Wanted what she knows is more than a kiss, though she can't explain how she knows it. "What's stopping you?" Whatever his answer is, she can accept it, but there is still a pit of nerves that forms. "Because I---I would like it very much if you did."

[wanderingguest]

+ @quixoticfcrged ( starter call ) muse : A.N.N.A. Dancing with the Devil by Demi Lovato

"I told you I was fine, but I was lyin'."

[wanderingguest]

+ @leviathanfcrged ( starter call ) muses : Mao & A.N.N.A Saviour II by Black Veil Brides

"I'm trying my hardest to be what you made!"

[wanderingguest]

+ @unityfcrged ( starter call ) muse: A.N.N.A. This is War by 30 Seconds to Mars

"It's a brave new world..."

[tunacatx-blog]

→ S A U V E U R. Dear @lxdybeaurmont,

Idea:

El futuro puede ser un lugar aterrador tanto que provoca muertes o que a veces la mente se vuelva en un arma filosa. Pero el peor escenario es cuando este mismo está en peligro. Sus tacones resonaban por la acera de cemento, su mirada celeste se posaba contra el suelo y a veces, recorría a sus al rededores. Sabía que Septem iba por ella y por el elegido, la profecía rugía por el lugar y ella caminaba con cierta rapidez. Su mirada se fijó al frente cuando se detuvo en seguida, observó con cuidado como la profecía le cumplía, observó al Elegido que salía de aquél lugar y caminaba hacia alguna ruta desconocida. 

Optó por seguir al objetivo, necesitaba protegerlo porque Septum podía matarlo y ese sería el fin. Caminaba detrás del objetivo con rapidez, sus manos se guardaban en los bolsillos de aquél suéter y una capucha le cubría la cabeza. Ella había vivido tantos años, gracias a los circuitos, tornillos y metal que su padre había creado. Era material casi invaluable, viejo y por eso Septum la había contratado. Ser máquina...la tierra es de humanos, no de máquinas. Siguió caminando...