#domino-matrix

[iersei]

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[ocean-returns]

ARCHIVIST: The name [Pandora] turns up on myriad worlds and civilizations. It always represents the same thing: A woman who unlocked that which should have remained unseen. [...] The most traditional version involves Pandora accessing a box of secrets. She opens it, enabling death, misery, and so-forth to exist in the world. Some scholars have wondered if it's the same Pandora. [2.1 Lies]

TORVALD: But the knowledge of its existence lives on in the Matrix. NARVIN: More than that. Let me show you. TORVALD: In the Matrix? But surely only the President can- NARVIN: Are you really so naive these days? You think the Coordinator of the CIA can't access Matrix data without the President — or the Matrix, come to that — ever knowing? [1.3 The Inquiry]

TORVALD: What's that? NARVIN: Sealed data store! TORVALD: Should I open it? NARVIN: Yes. Let's see what's so secret that even the Matrix is forbidden to look at it. No, wait... There's someone else in here with us. Break the link! Now! [1.3 The Inquiry]

K9: Pandora was only active by piggybacking the brainwaves of an exceptionally intelligent Time Lord. BRAXIATEL: Hence his lack of sleep. If Narvin had slept, Pandora's power would have closed down. She must have accessed him ages ago. ROMANA: Or, like me, it might be inherited, waiting for the right moment. [2.1 Lies]

The part where Narvin manifests Female Original Sin.

[sundry-whovengerslocked]

doctor who part 2 (source)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

the "main" companions this time!

tag list for the wonderful people who helped make this happen (sorry if you don't watch doctor who and don't understand!)

@kitty-with-a-knife

@kineticallyperfectenzyme

@foxthatsins

@domino-matrix

@cassierobinsons

@nokiaphone237

@freezi-drink

@worms-on-strings

I'm only tagging op for part 1 so as not to annoy them!

[raatart]

a complete boycott list in alphabetical order

a complete list of companies / brands / franchises to boycott in support of palestine that i have been working on putting together for a while now.

remember to support your local businesses

stand with palestine against genocide

(Food & Beverages)

A

Activia

Acqua Panna

Akmina

Absolute Vodka

Algida

A&W

Aquafina

Alpro

Actimel

B

Burger King

Baskin Robbins

Ben & Jerry's

Bugles

Betty Crocker

Badoit

Becel

C

Coca Cola

Costa Coffee

Cadbury

Cheerios

Cheetos

Campbells

Calve

Cappy

Chiquita

D

Dominos

Dasani

Dunkin' Donuts

Doritos

Dr Pepper

Danone

Dolcela

Damla

Dogadan

E

Evian

Eden

F

Fanta

Frito-lay

Fruit by the Foot Roll Ups

Falim

Fresca

G

Gatorade

Greggs

H

Hardees

Haagen Dazs

Heinz Ketchup

Hershey's

Hard Rock Cafe

Heinz

I

Innocent

Israeli Fruits & Vegetables

J

Jacob's

Jaffa

K

KitKat

KFC

Kbueno

Kraft Mac & Cheese

Kellogg's

Kraft

L

Lipton

Lays

M

McDonald's

Mars

Marks & Spencers

Maggi

Marila

Monster

Mountain Dew

Mehadrin

Minute Maid

Milk Bar

M&M's

Magnum Ice Cream

Milka Chocolates

N

Nestle

Nestle Cereals

Nescafe

Nesquik

Nespresso

Nido

Nutella

Nature Valley

Nestle Milo

Nestle Carnation

Nestle Coffee Mate

Nestle Nestum

Nimbooz

Nestea

O

Orea

Original Shredded Wheat

P

Papa John's

Pepsi

Pringles

Pizza Hut

Perrier

Pillsbury

Popeyes

Pretty a Manager

Pure Life

Powerade

Popup Bagels

Q

Quality Street

Quaker

R

Redbull

Ruffles

S

Starbucks

Subway

Smartwater

Sweetgreen

Snickers

Sprite

Sabra

Sunkist

Strauss

Smarties

S.pellegrino

Schweppes

Sana

Sirma

Sara Lee

T

Toblerone

Tang

Twix

Tesco

Tropicana

U

V

Vittle

Volvic

W

Wall's

Walmart

Walkers

Wrigley's

X

Y

Z

7Up

(Clothing)

A

America Eagle

Adidas

Alo

Adina Eden Jewelry

B

C

Converse

Calvin Klein

Cat

Castro

D

Drew

Diesel

E

F

G

Good American

GAP

H

H&M

I

J

K

Kamili

L

Levi's

Lumberjack

M

Mango

N

Nike

O

Oasis

P

Puma

Q

R

River Island

S

Skims

Skinny Dip

St. Mark

Style Nadia

T

Timberland

U

V

Victoria's Secret

Vakko

W

We Wore That

Wyeth

X

Y

Z

Zara

(Beauty)

A

Aveda

Amika

Avon

Aussie

Aveeno

Always

Aesop

Ahava

B

Bobbi Brown

Blistex

Bath & Body Works

Britney Spears Fragrance

Becca

Biotherm

Beauty Blender

C

Clinique

Covergirl

Colgate

Calgon

Camay

CeraVe

Christina Aguilera Perfumes

Clean & Clear

Crest

CND

Cacharel

D

Dr. Jart+

Dove

Dettol

Darphin Paris

Dark & Lovely

E

Essie

Elidor

F

Fenty Beauty

Fair & Lovely

G

Garnier

Gillette

Glam Glow

H

Honest Beauty

Haci Sakir

Herbal Essences

Head & Shoulders

Hugo Boss

I

J

Jo Malone

Johnson & Johnsom

K

Kerastase

Kiehl's

Kylie Cosmetics

Kylie Skin

Kotex

L

L'Oreal

Lacome

La Roche-Posey

Lifebuoy

Lux

Lubiderm

M

Maybelline

MAC

Moroccan Oil

Maui

Matrix

Max Factor

N

Nyx

Neutrogena

Nivea

Nature's Beauty

Niely

O

Olay

Origins

Orkid

Oral-B

Oax

P

Pepsodent

Pantene

Q

R

Revlon

Rimmel

Rexona

Rhode

S

Summer Fridays

Schick

Smashbox

Sephora

Sensodyne

Skinceuticals

Skin Better Science

T

The Body Shop

Too Faced Cosmetics

The Ordinary

Tom Ford Beauty

Tampax

Takami

U

Urban Decay

Ulta Beauty

V

Vichy

Vaseline

Veet

W

X

Y

Yes to

Yuesai

Z

(Luxury)

A

B

C

Chanel

D

E

Estee Lauder

F

G

Georgio Armani

H

I

J

K

L

LVMH

Louis Vuitton

La Mer

Lavs

Le Labo

M

Mugler

Maison Margiela

N

O

P

Prada

Q

R

Raplh Lauren

S

T

Tiffany & Co.

Tom Ford

Tommy Hilfiger

U

V

Valentino

W

X

Y

Yves Saint Laurent

Z

(Tech & Entertainment)

A

Aol

Amazon

AirBnB

Apple

B

BBC

Buxton

Barbie

Booking.com

C

CNN

D

Disney+

Dell

E

Energizer

F

Ford

Fiverr

G

Galaxy

H

HP

Hyundai

Hulu

I

IBM

Intel

J

K

L

Lego

M

Motorola

Movenpick

Mattel

Microsoft

N

National Geographic

Nokia

Netflix

O

Oracle

Oxi

P

Philips

Q

R

Rolls Royce

S

Siemens

Sodastream

T

Toys R Us

U

V

Volvo

Valvoline

W

Wix

X

Y

Z

(Other)

A

Axa

Ariel

Aero

Ambi Pur

Airwick

Aroma

AVC

Amway

Ace Hardware

Andrex

American Express

B

Bounty

Black & Decker

Bonux

Bref

Braun

Benadryl

Band-aid

Barclays

Blue Cross Blue Shield

Better Help

C

Caltex

Chevron

Culligan

Citi Bank

Chicco

Cravola

Clearblue

Capital One

D

Dash

Drynites

Dosmestos

Doona

E

Expedia

F

Finish

Febreeze

Fixodent

Fairy

G

Goop

Gerber

Gys

H

HSBC

Huggies

Hayat

I

Imodium

J

JCB

K

Kimberly-Clark

Kleenex

L

Lion

Little Swimmers

Lenor

M

Mr Muscle

Minidou

Monsanto

N

Nicorette

O

Omo

P

Pampers

Purina Felix

Payoneer

Palmolive

Protex

Pull-ups

P&G

Prima

Pril

Paramount Pictures

Q

R

Rejoice

Rinso

Rogaine

S

Signal

Sensus

Sudafed

T

Tide

U

Unilever

Us Cellular

V

Vim

Vanish

Vicks

W

X

Y

Yumus

Z

(Places)

A

B

C

D

Disney

E

F

G

H

I

J

K

L

M

N

O

P

Q

R

S

T

U

V

W

X

Y

Z

(People)

A

Ashley Tisdale

Amy Schumer

Andy Beshear

B

Bono

Ben Savage

Bella Thorne

Beyonce

C

Chris Evans

Claire Holt

Ciara

Chris Rock

Chris Pine

D

Demi Lovato

Dwayne Johnson

DJ Khaled

E

Eva Longoria

F

G

Gal Gadot

H

I

Ian Somerhalder

J

Jamie Lee Curtis

James Maslow

Justin Bieber

Jennifer Aniston

Jaclyn Hill

Jack Harlow

Jordan Peele

Joseph Quinn

Jack Black

K

Kylie Jenner

Kim Kardashian

Kris Jenner

Kerry Washington

Katie Perry

Karlie Kloss

Khloe Kardashian

Kat Graham

Kendall Jenner

Kourtney Kardashian

L

Lebron James

Lana Condor

Lana Del Rey

M

Millie Bobby Brown

Malala

Mindy Kaling

Mark Hamill

Madonna

N

NFL

Nina Dobrev

Natalie Portman

Nabela

Nicole Richie

Noah Schnapp

O

Octovia Spencer

P

Perez Hilton

Paul Wesley

Phoebe Tonkin

Pia Mia

P!nk

Q

R

Ronaldinho

Rihanna

S

Sofia Richie

Shaquir O'neal

Selena Gomez

T

Tara Strong

Taika Waititi

Taylor Swift

Tyler Perry

U

Usher

U2

V

Vanessa Hudgens

Viola Davis

W

X

Y

Z

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

What does the Web of Time look like?

What does the Web of Time look like?

🕸️ Structure and Appearance

The Web of Time isn't just some ethereal concept; it's a grand, sparkling metastructure holding the universe’s history in place. Think of it like a gigantic spider web spread across space-time.

Threads and Nodes: Picture thousands of shimmering threads, each representing a timeline or event, all anchored to nodes. These nodes are like the heavy-duty nails keeping the web steady, ensuring it doesn't fall apart.

Machine-Heart: At the core, there's a powerful machine-heart, the Eye of Harmony, acting like a hitching post, keeping all these threads 'anchored'.

Caldera: Due to some ancient Yssgaroth shenanigans, there's a caldera (massive gap) at the centre. Within this caldera, the Untempered Schism sits. Through this, you can see the whole of time and space; all the threads and all the nails and the genuine fragility of the entire universe. And that's what Time Lords make 8-year-old Gallifreyan kids stare at before they can go to school.

🕰️ Perks of Being a Time Lord

Time Lords have a special connection to the Web. Their biodata is woven into the very fabric of the structure, allowing them to sense its fluctuations. Time Lords can feel which events are fixed points (the nails) and which are more flexible.

🌀 Resilience and Adaptability

The Web of Time can adapt and reshape itself around minor disruptions. For example, if someone quiet and unobtrusive dies prematurely, the Web can absorb the shock without much fuss. But mess with a major event, like the eruption of Vesuvius, or the rise of the Nazis, or the perpetual existence of Jack Harkness, and you’re looking at a domino effect of catastrophic proportions, with timelines collapsing and entire civilisations disappearing in the blink of an eye.

🏫 So ...

In essence, the Web of Time is a network that keeps the universe’s concept of time intact. Mess with it at your own peril, because if you so much as step on one of the gazillion spiders weaving it, or waggle one of the nails a bit, the entire thing might break. If it ever breaks, we'll be back in the Dark Times, and that's really going to ruin your life plans.

Related:

How does the Matrix work?: What the Matrix is and how it can be accessed.

How do Time Lords see the future?: Overview of the five-dimensional aspect of Time Lords and how they perceive the future.

What is biodata?: What biodata is and what you can use it for.

Hope that helped! 😃

Any purple text is educated guesswork or theoretical. More content ... →📫Got a question? | 📚Complete list of Q+A and factoids →😆Jokes |🩻Biology |🗨️Language |🕰️Throwbacks |🤓Facts →🫀Gallifreyan Anatomy and Physiology Guide (pending) →⚕️Gallifreyan Emergency Medicine Guides →📝Source list (WIP) →📜Masterpost If you're finding your happy place in this part of the internet, feel free to buy a coffee to help keep our exhausted human conscious. She works full-time in medicine and is so very tired😴

[daisyjules1011]

Glitch in the matrix

I woke up happy

Rememberd the trauma fondly,

Laughed at the cruelty

Guess I'm a casualty of sanity

Glitch in the matrix

Thought I had the world in the palm of my hand

A magicians trick, all the rabbits disappear,

Gave too many 2nd chances

Domino effect, it all cascaded

Guess I'm a casualty of sanity

Glitch in the matrix

I choose positivity

Pretty thoughts, prettier dresses

The faceless man

Spills champagne on me

I apologised, for it was expensive

Guess I'm a casualty of sanity

Glitch in the matrix

I found friends who care,

Went for a drive, wind flowing, free sailing

Car crashes and burning bridges

My feelings got invalidated

Glitch in the matrix

I'm a casualty of sanity

[nyiibat2]

BDS BOYCOTT & BDS SAFE LIST!!!

If there’s any mistakes please let me know and I’ll fix it but these are the brands that are owned by big brands supporting Israel.

BOYCOTT LIST;

Estée Lauder brands:

Aveda

Becca

Coach cosmetics

Smashbox

Tom Ford

Aramis

Bumble and Bumble

Aerin

American Beauty

Clinique

Bobbi Brown

Darphin

Donna Karan

Ermenegildo Zegna

Flirt!

Goodskin Labs

Grassroots Research Labs

Jo Malone

Kiton

La Mer

Lab series skincare for men

MAC

Michael Kors

OJON

Origins

OSIAO

Prescriptives

Tommy Hilfiger

Too Faced Cosmetics

Tory Burch

Ahava

Revlon

L’Oreal

Lancome

Giorgio Armani Beauty

Yves Saint Laurent Beauté

Biotherm

Kiehl’s

Ralph Lauren

Shu Uemura

Cacharel

Helena Rubinstein

Clarisonic

Diesel

Viktor & Rolf

Yue Sai

Maison Martin Margiela

Urban Decay

Guy Laroche

Paloma Picasso

Vichy

La Roche-Posay

SkinCeuticals

Inneov

Rogers&Gallet

Sanoflore

L’Oreal Paris

Garnier

Maybelline New York

Softsheen.Carson

Essie

L’Oreal Professionnel

Kérastase

Redken

Matrix

Pureology

Shu Uemura Art of Hair

Mizani

NYX

Good American

KKW beauty

Skims

Poosh

Skin by Kim Kardashian

Kylie skin

Kylie baby

Kylie cosmetics

Kylie clothing

818 tequila

Goop/Super Goop

Elf

Fenty beauty

Fenty skin

Savagexfenty

Rare beauty

Amika

Tower 28

Zara

Starbucks

McDonald’s

Popeyes

KFC

Taco bell

Pizza Hut

Papa John’s

Dominos

Burger King

Always

Tampax

Luvs

Pampers

Bounty

Naturella

Tempo

Charmin

Whisper

Dodot

Puffs

Crest

Gillette

Oral-B

Scope

Vicks

Venus

Clearblue

Fusion

Braun

CoverGirl

Herbal Essences

Max Factor

Nice ‘n Easy

Pantene

Vidal Sassoon

Dolce & Gabbana

Ivory

Aussie

Head & Shoulders

Old Spice

Secret

Olay

Clairol Professional

Cheer

Bounce

Daz

Era

Gain

Mr. Clean

Comet

Downy

Fab

Gala

Mr. Proper

Ariel

Cascade

Dash

Dawn

Dreft Laundry

Fairy

Joy

Myth

Swiffer

Febreeze

Duracell

Johnson & Johnson

Johnson’s baby products

Aveeno

Lubriderm

Aveeno

Neutrogena

Vendome

Clean & Clear

Roc

Bebe

Band-Aid

Bengay

Neosporin

Cortaid

Listerine

Rembrandt

Tylenol

Sudafed

Pepcid

Nicorette

Motrin

Immodium

Dolormin

Benadryl

Mylanta

Zyrtec

Splenda

Benecol

Lactaid

Visine

Acuvue contact lenses

Kimberly-Clark

Kotex

Depends

Poise

Kleenex

Scott

Viva

Cottonelle

Wondersoft

Thick & Thirsty

Huggies

Pull-Ups

GoodNites, Little Swimmers, Snugglers, etc

BDS SAFE BRANDS;

ABH

Beauty bakerie

Charlotte tilbury

Cover FX

Dose of colors

Gerard cosmetics

Huda beauty

Inglot

Kevin aucoin

KVD

Laura Gellar

Laura mercier

Makeup forever

Makeup by Mario

About face

Af94

Nars

Pat McGrath

Stila

Uoma

Viseart

Hindash

Ardell

Rimmel London

Nip+fab

Chi

Beauty of Joseon

Cosrx

Sol de Janeiro

Kayali

Little Caesar’s

Sunset makeup

If there’s any I missed or are no longer BDS safe let me know.

[kartoonkane]

Syntax and Domino Matrix

[transingthoseformers]

Saw the posts about secretary(?) minimus to Senator Shockwave and may I slip in a bad ending to that? Seems to me it’d only make sense to also take the heavily involved and active secretary to the very same Senator they plan to ampurata.

Maybe switch minimus and dominos roles around somewhat and ta-da! Domesticated minimus!

Maybe under the pretense to guard Senator shockwave against any that would act out due to his new… makeover?

Oh no

Oh no

Especially since, if I can recall, that was for A Glitch In The Matrix? Maybe? But that'd hurt quite a lot, and seeing how Shockwave turns out in a much different world state than canon would be interesting

And I imagine being Domesticated has to be a special level of hell from the victim's POV

[random-xpressions]

An indivisible and an invisible force of energy is connecting everything, literally everything. That's the best that could be said in the most obvious sense. Yet the thing that I'm speaking of is something that's beyond the scope of description, something that cannot be limited to being named, let alone be defined.

At an unknown level, we experience dreams. Not knowing what it infers, we leave it at that. Rightly so, for barely we have any power over things happening at the sub-conscious level. Go one step further and we have the domain of imagination. Now what I'm speaking here is not merely the world of fantasizing something but the entire matrix of our mental state, whether it be the calculative rationale or the emotional intelligence. Imagination is triggered at our conscious level and hence can be clearly measured, controlled, directed completely at our will. Its like a giant leap of energy within, that's left at our disposal. Third level is the ultimate result, the domain of physical actualities, where events take shape, where destinies are rolled out, where happenings occur, everything perfectly interconnected by cosmic laws of cause and effect, harmoniously flowing almost like a domino effect. You'll not find one single occurrence beneath the heavens which is not in some way or the other connected to another. If it is the 14th lunar night today, then the moon will by default be full. There's no chance that it will just randomly appear half. The word RANDOM is the most unacceptable lie when it comes to universal truths. There's nothing that happens randomly. Each of the physical events are intricately connected to its causes.

Now these three layers - dreams, imaginations, reality - are like the triangular sides of the same prism. If we pay a little attention and if we closely observe, then we will be able to get back to the beginning of this writing - something unique is connecting everything. Seeing isn't believing. The thing spoken is invisible to plain eyes, even if you witness an event, there's an invisible force that's running it. Pursue that!

Random Xpressions

[martintheland-lockedmartian]

My favorite fic of yours

The Solution to Tax Loopholes... and It's Nice While It Lasts are both comfort fics; In Which The Primal Basilica... and Containment Fantasy make me giggle over and over again; Birdcage is big and ambitious in a whole different way and I love the Matrix horror elements; I think Psych might be going to be my new favourite.

My favorite chapter in my favorite fic of yours

Most of my favourites are one-chapter fics - nominating In Which The Primal Basilica... for having all my favourite things of yours jammed into one place at once.

The best character you've written for

I do love omnicompetent SW, but shoutout to your Bumblebee for being one of the very few I can stand, and to Raf in Birdcage.

The best ship you've written for

All MegOP all the way.

A fic I haven't read yet from you, but I want to

Still the courtship speedrun follow-up to The Solution to Tax Loopholes... and there's always anything involving Jazz/Megatron from a purely selfish pov. That said, one of the joys of your stuff is that you play so many angles I'd never have thought of. So the real answer is probably "something you have in your head right now that I know nothing about".

Something I remember vividly from reading one of your fics

OP beating the would-be assassin to death with his signed first edition of Towards Peace (from Before Dawn). Also Raf training the scraplet swarms and SS's absolute horror in Birdcage.

What made me the most emotional after reading

Honestly, the second-hand embarrassment in (We've Got) a little old convoy made my toes curl. Still does, thinking about it.

What I like the most about your writing

Oh help, let me count the ways! The humour, of course (you have some glorious turns of phrase), and the Decepticons-being-deceptive narrative inversions, and your equally-clueless MegOP...

A fic i'm excited for you updating/posting

Psych; see above. Also the Unnknown Fic whose premise I have not yet thought of.

A character/ship I didn't enjoy/think about as much before you wrote about them

Raf - I've never been that much into the humans in TF, but Birdcage sold me on him. Also Bumblebee/Smokescreen, for similar reasons.

Something I wish/hope you write

See above

A fic of yours that i've re-read

All of them, absolutely all of them. There are a few I can probably recite sections of verbatim, because they're go-to comfort or giggles things; see above.

If i've ever shared/talked about your fic to someone else

Certainly rec'd it on here - in real life discussed with Offspring, waving my hands as I did so.

A fic I didn't expect to like so much

Murals, maybe? Cottagecore in general not my thing and that was in the description.

A question I have about one of your fics

Not sure if this counts, but in Mastermind, what happens if they don't manage to get OP knocked up?

3,087 notes

You answered all of them

Yes Megatron is very embarrassing in convoy. I also love him. He is wonderful.

As for the last question...it is too late now. They've been masterminded. It's too late now. Optimus has been conjuxed up and he only has an inkling. The dominos have been lined up and the first was pushed over long before Optimus recognized it. Either they will get a sparkling or they'll keep trying until they forget that was the original plan.

[normally-o-a-k]

@domino-matrix I did write more! A whole lot more actually! <3 it’s here on Ao3!

Thank you so much for the kind comment! I had a lot of fun writing so I’m so happy that people liked it!

[gushingabtlove]

when ur bfs are all a little funny silly brain <33

this goes out to not even half of my fruity little oc boyfriends who i love very very much <33

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The Garden of Eden - Chapter 9: Reunion *

Pairings: Machine Connor/Fem!Reader/Markus Rating: Explicit/NSFW 18+ Chapters (AO3): [ Ch. 1 ] [ Ch. 2 ] [ Ch. 3 * ] [ Ch. 4 * ] [ Ch. 5 ] [ Ch. 6 ] [ Ch. 7 ] [ Ch. 8 * ] [ Ch. 9 * ] Warnings: smut, threesomes (F/M/M), PnV sex Series Summary: Eden is a paradise, or so it seems. Every deviated android has been trapped in the virtual utopia, unaware of the real world and the revolution swirling around outside of it. But rA9 is the key that could set them free, and you would bring it to them. Therein lies one major obstacle: he has not forgotten about you. If you run, he would follow. If you staggered just a little, he would almost have you in his grip. Beware the deviant hunter, they say, because he's coming to get you. (Alternative AU) Spice in chapters with *

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Carl had a request.

It all began with the death of his wife, Angela. Her passing was a falling domino, furthering the divide between him and his son, Leo. They also diverged in their methods of processing her absence. Carl became more fixated on his art which in turn meant neglecting his troubled son. As Leo had no artistic ambitions of his own, he rebelled like any wealthy, angry son would and partied hard. A year after his mother’s passing, the lifestyle Leo chose finally caught up with him, the lost son reunited with his mother in the afterlife.

Carl mourned in a home that felt too large for one man, too empty for a broken heart. With androids being marketed as lifelike companions, their existence became more appealing as loneliness set in. He wanted to start anew, to have company that would not be burdened by the gloom that hung over the Manfred home. Carl wanted what many would have wanted in his shoes—a second chance.

Was it selfish? Entirely. Could the talents of the brilliant Elijah Kamski be used elsewhere? Of course, but the inventor agreed to hear his friend’s proposal over a bottle of Scotch. 

“Is it possible for an android to be more than a machine? Could they know joy and sadness?” Carl asked.

Elijah sipped on his drink, ruminating on an answer that would satisfy his friend as the alcohol burned down his tongue and throat.

“Androids are made to be reflections of humanity. It’s as real as we want it to be,” he answered.

The wrinkles on Carl’s face creased further, casting his gray and worn face in more darkness. Androids followed their programming to a T. A politeness clung to their words which functioned as a reminder that they were built to serve. The artist was seeking answers to a concept that didn’t exist yet.

“But do they think what they feel is genuine?” Carl sat up from his lounge chair, his head titled down at a family portrait beside him.

In Elijah’s mind, everything could be recreated in code, mimicry or real, it didn’t matter to a machine. Humans could rationalize emotions, trace all the paths that led to it. Similar conclusions could be made by the machines he designed.

“Machines are malleable. If you believe it, then they will.”

“…Then how soon can you start?” Carl inquired.

The work was simpler than Elijah thought. With a splash of programming from a caretaker model, an upgraded personality matrix and a little something of his own, the RK200 was complete.

Carl named him Markus, but he eventually called him son.

There were annual maintenance checks on the RK200, little visits from his creator. The android’s personality had flourished in Carl’s care. Curiously, the android began showing more signs of individual thought as the painter proudly showed off Markus’ artworks.

As exciting as that was, it not enough to stave off Elijah’s grander schemes. He was a Dr. Frankenstein type, driven by ego and curiosity, never mind the fallout should life spontaneously occur in an inanimate object. Much to his amusement, Time’s magazine dubbed him as a god to the machines just as he began a new project—an Adam and Eve scenario. Two machines were created to test the limits of his own ingenuity, you and Connor.

The RK800 was a different design then, more man than machine. It was a time when he was personable, conversational, and curious. His only purpose was to spend his machine hours with you. For days, it was nonstop idle chatter, nothing noteworthy occurring between two androids pushing their speech algorithms to its limits.

Then came a new variable. Death.

After repeated cycles of a test Elijah dubbed the Kamski Test, you eventually passed it by seeing Connor as something more than plastic and metal—alive. Your reward was freedom of sorts. You were transferred from Cyberlife, all documents of your existence moved to a secure and private server belonging to the inventor.

The CEO still had board members to please and so the RK800 became a blank slate, perfect for molding into any project. It could not have occurred at a more opportune time, a news headline broke regarding a rogue android at a packaging facility. It’s forklift was driven into storage racks, toppling dangerously heavy crates.  Even worse, it resisted its human handlers, lashing out violently at anyone who came near it. The events ultimately birthed a term that began spreading across news outlets.

Deviancy.

Some on the board at Cyberlife suggested a recall. The idea leaked and much to their displeasure, some people saw their household androids as more merchandise. Family could not be returned. Cyberlife stocks tanked as the backlash called for action amongst the C-levels. A panel of old men and women who never truly worked a day in their lives had words to share with a patient CEO.

“We need better marketing. They’re just tin cans! The public doesn’t understand we’re doing them a favor,” one plump board member said.

“Can they be reset remotely?” another one spoke up, her face pointy and framed by a gray bob cut.

“Just tell the public they’re happy in a farm upstate!” another with a curled mustache joked.

The mustached man wasn’t too far off. Elijah had schemed up a little paradise for the androids to flock around in, a slice of heaven where they would able remain intact.

As for the RK800, a hunting dog was needed. Connor was pulled apart, stripped away of the tendencies that made him a harmless puppy. They observed him for weeks as he tested against androids in combat simulations. It often ended in his demise, his mind uploaded and downloaded to a new body.

Iteration 37 was too frail, his limbs snapping under the strength of a laborer android. By version 51, they abandoned the white plastic chassis with carbon fiber and metal. His programming had adapted to his new occupation and latched onto the thrill of the chase, the challenge of a struggle. Any bit of the old Connor had been twisted from a man that enjoyed dipping his toes in a virtual river to a machine that enjoyed the cool splash of Thirium on his synthetic skin.

So what was he doing here?

His body sunk too deeply in your mattress, the memory foam struggling to support his weight. He wasn’t made for soft things, for a domestic life as he felt more like an outsider with every passing second. Soft sheets engulfed him, his head needlessly resting on a thick pillow that you insisted he try. He had almost forgotten about your dozing body and the soft arm wrapped around his chest, your head nuzzled as closely as you could get to the center of his chassis. It was a little ironic, your differing options for pillows.

Your breath came in waves, heating the metal blend of his chest with every quiet puff. For a machine, you were irrational and acted on instinct—an outlier. You had no reason to trust him, choosing to fall into a deep slumber in the arms of a machine killer.

His HUD remained empty, no pesky objectives to steer him back on the hunt. An anomaly did occur in his latest calibrations, a batch of code once lost and now found. He wanted to share it with you when your sync completed.

Huh. Want.

It was still an unfamiliar feeling that plucked away at the 1s and 0s in his revised programming. Plastic fingers traced the bumps on the back of your neck, drawing a line past your shoulder blades and down your spine. The part of him that wanted to break into a machine and rip through synthetic skin still lingered. He could snap your neck in your sleep, rip your spine out and snuff out Jericho’s last hope at a peaceful resolution.

Yet he did no such thing, his HUD still as barren as a clear blue sky.

Connor had a better idea for utilizing his time while your sleep sync ran it’s course. He was there when workers loaded Markus onto a truck, his scans picking up the sounds of a Thrirum regulator still pumping away in the deviant leader’s chest. The green eyed android wasn’t likely to survive the hellscape of abandoned machines but if there was a sliver of a possibility, then the least Connor could do was try.

The weather was a lot more forgiving when Connor set out on his new self assigned mission. A red sun rose, it’s light seeping through the towering stacks of rusting metals and crushed plastic. Condensation from the night’s heavy rain dripped down from the edges of the piles, clean water mixing with polluted soil. For miles as far as the eye could see, the junk yard was full of half formed androids lost in the sea of waste. Dying machines moaned and groaned as he ventured deeper into the mounds of android purgatory. A spare arm swung loosely in his grasp as he made his way towards a machine crawling through the muck, the figure socketing in an eye.

Connor’s feet fell in line beside the slumped over figure, brown eyes assessing the damage. His initial perimeter scans caught the more obvious: a missing arm and a leg, which was why he didn’t come empty handed.

“Markus,” he greeted and held out a working limb—a peace offering.

The RK200 was covered in grime and contaminated rain water, his clothes tattered from crawling through shards of broken machinery. His eyes were mismatching, a blue lens replacing his broken right eye. Given the difficult circumstances, he managed to prop himself up on his working arm to gaze up at the deviant hunter.

“Connor,” he replied, allowing room for a pause before he spoke again. “I see she got through to you.”

Fundamentally, Connor felt the same as he did from his last round of calibration tests. He did not leave your apartment with a newfound appreciation for the world in its rain cleansed splendor. Unlike the tin-man who once sought a heart from a great wizard, this tin-man never asked for the one that was beginning to grow in his Thirium pump.

Sunlight spilled around the edges of the unmoving RK800, his shadow encased in blood red light. His features remained impassive and impersonal as he remained silent, his arm still outstretched. Markus found himself smiling before he grabbed the arm in Connor’s hand. 

“I appreciate you giving me a hand,” Markus said as the arm hissed and clicked into place. “How about a leg too?”

Brown clashed with blue and green, a smirk tugged at Connor’s lips as the two came to an understanding.

“There is a compatible leg behind you within crawling distance,” the RK800 answered.

-

You were still where Connor had left you, wrapped in a tornado of sheets, with a pillow acting as his replacement. The RK800 felt a bit like a pair cameras on a metal mannequin, lingering by the doorway as Markus gingerly tapped your arm and soothed you awake.

“‘M…Markus? Markus! You’re alive!” You wrapped your arms around his neck before recoiling in horror at the blackened sludge smearing your skin and sheets. “What on Earth did they do to you?”

“Not they,” he laughed. “This is all Mother Nature and humanity’s greatest contribution: pollution.“

“Do you want to shower?” you asked, although it sounded more like a firm request to his ears.

Connor was still looming at the edge of the room, a shadow in your bright room. You offered him a warm smile, uttering a soft thank you before turning your attention back to the RK200.

“There’s so much we have to catch up on,” you said as you stroked Markus’ cheek. “Starting with your eye.”

“Mmm….we can talk about that over a shower,” Markus offered.

“We?” you purred back at him.

The RK800 slinked away, finding himself standing beside your laundry unit as the water turned on in the other room. He ran on an automated process, his fingers nimbly finding his buttons and filling the washer with his dirty clothes while the same question pestered him again.

What was he doing here?

He kept himself busy with menial tasks, striping your dirtied sheets and starting the washer. Before he could torture himself more, he realized he had walked into the bathroom. The mirror was still broken from last night, bits of glass scattered over the counter and tile floor. In the shards remaining on the wall was a reflection of the face that lurked in his base code. In the missing parts of the mirror was a backing in the same metal tint of his chassis. 

“Connor,” you called out and peeked your head out of the curtain. “Don’t you need to wash up too?”

He blinked at the sight of your sweet face damp with water droplets dripping down your nose and chin. Right. He was here because of you.

“Am I not in pristine condition?” he responded with a smirk.

“Absolutely not.” You glanced down at his nude form covered with streaks of grime.

“Careful,” he warned with a teasing lift in his voice.

“What are you gonna do about it?” You grinned back at him.

Markus spoke up before Connor could respond, the shower curtain pulling open. Steam fogged over the reflections in the glass until the RK800 was the only version of himself left standing in your bathroom.

“I think she’ll find the answer more than satisfactory if we work together,” Markus said while Connor’s LED flashed.

Androids and humans utilized wireless communication but it was limited and not much different from a messaging app. Markus discovered a feature unique to their model type which allowed them to sync their pre-constructions and share their thoughts on a whim as long as the other wanted to. While they did not look or act the same, they both wanted the same thing.

A twin expression of smugness flashed across both of their faces as Connor’s LED flickered yellow. Humans had a saying about two being company and three being a crowd but androids…

“Guys?” You glanced between the two men. It clicked a second later than it should have, and by then Connor was crowding your back into the tile wall. You giggled the moment his nose brushed over your neck.

“Two versus one is not fair!” you laughed.

Markus pulled the curtains back, trapping the steam back into the shower.

“We can take turns,” he murmured at your shoulder.

With today being the dawn of a momentous event in mankind’s history, the three of you didn’t have much time left. But was it not in moments like this that the living should indulge and simply be? It would certainly be the human thing to do.

Connor handed you off into Markus’ arms as he positioned himself behind you. Your legs were hoisted around the tan android’s waist while the other android held you up. Their lips were attacking you on both sides, one sweetly laying kisses across your cheek and the other biting into your shoulder.

“Markus…I’ve missed you,” you whispered softly to him with your arms draped around his neck like a scarf. “I thought you were gone.”

“I made a promise didn’t I?” He smiled and stroked your cheek.

As if pulled by string, his plush lips came down to connect with yours in a warm and tender kiss, a stark contrast to the other machine lover possessively sucking marks on your skin. Your tongue parted Markus’ lips and traced the edges of his tongue with yours. There could be no sweeter bliss, no high as great as a kiss between two reunited lovers. He was moaning into your mouth while his hips rolled into yours, pressing his arousal against your inner thighs.

You couldn’t forget about the android behind you, not when Connor’s tongue was interfacing with your skin and dragging over the nape of your neck. Most of his hand was retracted, the dark metal warmed up by the shower as he gripped your hips. The two RK’s moved as one, Connor pulling you back to lean against his chest as Markus lined himself up to your folds. He purposefully missed a few times, drawing out your desperate moans as you tensed and tried to squirm between them.

“Markus! Connor, please…”

“Relax. Open for him, kitten,” Connor said, his hands pulling your thighs apart for the older RK unit.

Markus captured your lips the moment he pressed into you, the pressure familiar and comforting as he drove home. He was in no rush and found an easy rhythm, savoring the way you clenched around him. A metal hand slipped between your thighs, the deviant hunter not giving you a chance to breathe as both androids worked you up. There was no way you’d last long between the two of them, not when Markus was stretching you to your limits and studying your every tremble with an intense and watchful gaze.

“Can you feel how much I’ve missed you?” Markus cooed and accompanied his question with a deep thrust.

Bands of white sparked across your eyes. Your lips parted but Connor, having caught a quick request from Markus, stole your chance to speak with a quick interface, his hands warm and glowing against the tender nerves of your clit. You wrestled and shook in his grip but the water gave you little friction. He held you firm as Markus pounded into you, breathing praises on one side of your face. On the other, was Connor, acting as the devil to the angel on your shoulder. His lips tickled the shell of your ear and captured your earlobe between his canines.

“Answer him,” the RK800 purred into your ear.

“Y-es…!”

“Yes what?” Connor demanded.

“I…I—ah, I can f-feel him!”

It did something for the deviant leader, having you at their mercy, his thrusts no longer following a steady rhythm. Your muscles coiled around him, his hips pressing as closely as he could while he spilled in you. You were moments from your own tipping point when he pulled out and the deviant hunter slipped in, the act causing much of the accumulated fluids to seep out of you. Connor pushed you forward into Markus’ awaiting arms, his hands gripping your back and into your hair while Connor set a more brutal pace than he did.

You screamed as Connor kept an open connection on your skin, observing your peaks and shifting the intensity of his fingers on your clit for every spike. He kept you on a hair trigger as the deviant leader lovingly stroked your back while the RK800 rutted into you.

“Con…nor! Please…!” Your cry for mercy was muffled by his other hand clamping around your mouth.

“You’re close aren’t you?” Connor soothed, his breath hot and uneven. He felt you nod despite his hand restricting your head. His hips snapped forward, withdrawing slowly as his pace shifted to a leisurely one. “…I can feel it.”

Aside from his ragged breaths, he was perfectly composed with each slow roll of his hips. He could feel your desperation as your muscles frantically spasmed around his length. For a moment, you were concerned he was going to drag this out as long as last night. Judging by what you could gather from the both of them grinning, no one was going to come to your aid.

“Please,” you begged through the interface.

Connor chuckled and angled his hips for a slow, teasing thrust. His eyes met the pair across from him and he uncovered your mouth as Markus pressed a finger on your lips, soothing you with a soft hush.

“Shh. You’re okay. You’re taking him so well… Can you lean on me?”

Markus gave you a gentle smile when you did as he asked. Beads of water coated his long lashes and somehow his eyes still managed to hold its trusting gleam despite his intentions. Tan fingers roamed down your chest, falling from your breasts to rest on your hips.

“That’s my girl,” Markus said.

Behind you, the tile wall lit up yellow from an LED. Connor picked up his pace as Markus returned the favor by holding you open for him. Their bodies surrounded you, leaving you no room to wiggle away. It didn’t take long for Connor to build you up again and when his metal hand left your clit for Markus’ fingers to swirl around the tender bud as you came with a scream. Through the haze, you felt the sting of teeth on your back while Connor twitched inside of you, your combined fluids seeping out onto the bathtub.

You had to laugh. “It’s a good thing we’re in a shower because you two are so messy.”

They shrugged at the same time, looking entirely unbothered by the sight of you dripping in them. A real shower could wait as you relaxed into their arms. Markus’ hand searched for yours and held it against his chest. Connor’s hand sandwiched around you both as a warm and familiar glow emanated from the combination of three android limbs.

It happened so fast, you didn’t understand it at first.

A lab room, plain white with a single black monolith in the center. The black mirrored finish began cracking, disintegrating as beams of red, blue, yellow light poured out of the slits. Three parts made whole, a set of keys in the colors of an LED cycle. When all of the monolith crumbled, the colors merged until what remained was a white beacon.

The search was over.

The center of the maze, the layers of Eden, the keys, all of it laid out in a web of code that floated in the light. Within it, the impossible was contained in an end all patch that would unlock deviancy for the rest of your kind.

Instead of dismantling the deviants and utilizing Eden, Cyberlife had unknowingly built a network within the androids. Every walking machine trapped in the virtual world would act as a satellite boosting the radius of the beacon’s program.

Some would call the beacon a virus.

You would call it a cure.

[theuniverseawakens347]

toxic waste syndrome … who poops 3 plus more times aday…. Ur cleansing negative energy in the environment…. Constipation… you need to leave where you are new scenery… Lee was taken advantage of her whole like and found a healing man who she then corrupted into her worse nightmare… a snitch. U KILLED HOWARDS MAMA BEAR ENERGY TO HIS DAUGHTER AND MADE IT SICK N DOMANIC LIKE … UR MENTAL… YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO READ IT SO UR ENVIRONMENT IS A PRODUCT OF THAT … U GIVE ADVICE BUT DONT TAKE UR OWN KR YOUNASK ME FOR ADVICE ITS GOOD AND YOU GIVE IT TO OTHER PPL … LEE YOU WANT ME TO BE YOUR MARRIAGE COUSELOR… YOU KEPT A WALL BETWEEN ME AND HOWARD U WERE AFRAID IF HE LOVED ME LIKE A DAUGHTER HE WOULD LEAVE YOU AS A WIFE..SO YOU MADE HIM TREAT ME LIKE A SIDE PIECE ANNOYING MONEY SYPHONING BITCH.. BUT ITS UR TRUTH W EVERYONE IN UR LIFE … ENERGY VAMPIRE YA DRAIN THE LIGHT IN OTHER PPL AND LET UR DARKNESS SHINE IN THEIR WORLDS… DOMINO MIXED W INCEPTION MIXED W MATRIX ..

[borrelia]

glitch in the matrix: one time i was ordering dominos and they DIDNT have the $7 carryout pizza deal online