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My muse has been missing for days and has just stumbled home in terrible shape… send me your muse’s reaction to seeing them like this. 

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“You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I’m not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you”

— anatomy-of-rains 

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rp partner: so idk how u feel about really dark threads and violence and gore and stuff but–

me, putting my finger against their lips: i’m in

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“Can you move?”

Wounded || accepting

“...Yeah.” He can. Whether or not he should is still up for debate, not that he plans on waiting around for that. With an effort Kyle starts pushing himself to his feet. They can’t stay here, regardless of how bad he’s wounded. They need to move.

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Wounded Sentence Starters

“It’s just a scratch. You worry too much.”

“Ah… ! Don’t press there!”

“Just put a bandage on it and I’ll be fine.”

“That looks bad. Really bad.”

“Try not to look at it.”

“That hurts!”

“You’re going to need bedrest for at least a few days.”

“I’m going to be stuck in bed for how long?”

“That’s nothing, you big baby.”

“Here, let me help. I’m good at this sort of thing.”

“I can’t feel it. That’s bad, right?”

“Can you move?”

“How can something so small hurt so much?”

“It looks a lot worse than it is.”

“You’re a terrible patient.”

“Will you hold still? I can’t do anything if you keep squirming.”

“Wow, I’ve never seen skin turn that color before.”

“It’s just another a war trophy.”

“Shut up and let me help you.”

“I don’t care how tough you are. You can’t ignore that.”

“I’m sorry. This sort of thing makes me nauseous.”

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John winced. Yes, he’d heard that one too. He was careful to not advertise his knowledge of the future but it was so bone deep with him- sometimes it had just slipped out. 

When he’d first been taken to the San Francisco work camp for instance so few had known what had happened. They had lives- peaceful ones and then there were burning winds and death. And so it had slipped- Skynet. Then came the machines- he’d always been good with them but how had he known what to prepare for? How to deactivate them?

And he hadn’t known how to answer, just a bundle of memories of his mother trying to explain to this or that boyfriend. He hadn’t even believed it had he? So he had simply answered with silence.

But that had been a mistake- they had simply written the word ‘prophet’ in the blank space he had left by not speaking. 

“No, Mom wasn’t the only survivalist or whatever back then. We knew about the bombs and what thy could do even before Skynet sent them flying.”

"Which means you knew what would happen when the apocalypse hit." It seemed fairly straightforward to Kyle. Maybe John didn't have some sort of mystical future sight, but he had knowledge. Knowledge that had helped arm him against the future when it came. As far as Kyle was concerned, that counted as seeing the future, at least in part.

Honestly, that was far more believable anyway. If mystical powers really did exist, then why was humanity still on the brink of extinction? Far better to rely on knowledge and predictions based on it. Maybe you wouldn't be right all the time, but so long as you were right when it counted who cared about a miss here or there?

"That how you knew about the machines?" he couldn't help the question. "Survivalist theories and shared research?" It was an encouraging thought, really, that they could somehow not only gain but remain a step ahead of the enemy. And if anyone could pull that off, Kyle was absolutely certain it was John Connor.

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That right there was history wasn’t it? Historians would record the signposts but always miss the road. The things that made someone were usually small, large events had their place but only as abnormalities- scars where skin was naturally smooth. 

But then maybe tall there was now were scars, scars and signposts. “I guess, it was more … “ His voice drifted as he struggled to articulate it. Instead he turned away to try and busy himself with picking up his quarters. 

You can’t just go around killing people! Why? What do you mean why? ‘Cause you can’t!

Why?

“People.” He finally said, pausing in his attempt to find something to do. “He taught me how to value people… Shit I guess he was my Dad in a lot of ways. Mom made sure I survived, he made me someone worth it.”

Haven’t you learned anything yet? Haven’t you figured out why we can’t kill people? Look maybe you don’t care if you live or die but everybody’s not like that. We have feelings! We hurt! We’re afraid

Kyle was silent for a few moments, considering that. It was hard for him to imagine John Connor as anyone but the Resistance leader, the man who all but single-handedly saved the future of the human race...or at least made sure they could actually fight for it, at any rate. Rational thought and logic said plainly that he'd been a child once, impulsive and reckless, but it was hard to equate that with the man before him now.

"...I guess we owe him a lot, then," he said finally. Uncle Bob. Whether it had been the man's name or not, it was a shame no one remembered him. The man who had helped shape humanity's savior deserved to be remembered. "Mostly what I got from my dad was an old song. A lullaby. Used to sing it after dinner. Said he'd learned it from his mom."

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It didn’t occur to him how strange the offer was because as far as John was concerned the photograph had always been Kyle’s. He’d simply carried it through time to be delivered to him now- it’s rightful owner.

“Just take care of it,” He said and was intent to leave him with the photograph for a moment. This was special- sacred even and he wouldn’t interupt it if he could help it. You don’t understand this John you never will.

“I’m sorry, you should have never had to do that.” He said firmly … only now it was his turn to fumble unsure of what to say. “Didn’t really have one growing up. Mom she had boyfriends none of them stuck around long … there was one though. I called him ‘Uncle Bob’, he was alright. More patient with me than I think I deserved and he- well he helped me become better than I was.”

No father. It shouldn't be strange; plenty of orphans these days, after all. More children than not only had one parent, and even they were considered lucky. Still, it was strange. No one ever spoke of John Connor's father, only of his mother. Sarah Connor. Had there been an actual Mr. Connor? Kyle could only assume so. The man must have died before the war, maybe even before the birth of his son. It was the only logical explanation; otherwise John Connor's father would be every bit as much of a legend as his mother.

So it seemed to Kyle, anyway. This Uncle Bob that was mentioned didn't figure anywhere in the stories. Written off as unimportant, maybe, or forgotten along with Sarah Connor's other brief dalliances. "...Good to hear," Kyle said, more for the sake of saying something than anything else. "Family's important." That was at least more of a contribution, if not much of one. Damn...

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Somehow hearing that question make it easier to see his father as just another child born and broken into war. Well they all were weren’t they?

“We could, we slept at night. Well we were supposed to anyway,” He smiled faintly remembering it. He’d been an awful kid- really Janelle and Todd deserved a medal for not strangling him for some of the shit he’d pulled. “I wasn’t particularly good about following rules back then, I guess I’m still not.”

Sun. Kyle had tried to imagine such a thing many times, based on descriptions and the few old images that had survived Judgment Day and the ensuing chaos. The best he'd been able to come up with was the image of a huge light bulb hovering in the sky. It wasn't right, he knew, but it was the best he could do. Now the only difference between day and night was a dim glow turning the darkness into dusky twilight.

"You follow the important ones," Kyle told him. "The ones that matter." Stay alive. Fight back. Resist. Keep hold of your humanity. Rules made by humans. Those made by the machines were worth less than the pieces of scrap metal that had created them. Kyle hesitated for a moment, not sure what to say next but wanting to keep the conversation going. "...Y'know, some people say you can see the future...guess your mother could too."

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[Like, he won’t risk other people on some harebrained, reckless idea, but if it’s the best only one he’s got he won’t hesitate to put himself at risk to get the job done.

Idiot.]

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[…-eyes Kyle who treats /himself/ like he’s expendable- why do I get the feeling there were a LOT of lectures from John before Kyle went haring off into the past to save Sarah…?]

(( OH YOU BET THERE FUCKING WERE

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"I....I've been sh-shot..."

No. No no no. No. Fuck no. Panic shot through him at those words, followed quickly by rage, which itself was shoved out in favor of icy determination. Emotions would just get in the way right now; he had to focus. “Where? Sit down, don’t move. Focus on breathing, stay with me.” Good thing he had his field bag; Kyle wasn’t a medic, but everyone carried emergency essentials for situations like this. At least, they did if they were smart.

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Hurt rp Starters

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! You don't want to get even more hurt, do you?"

"Tell me where it hurts."

"Whoa, that's purple... It looks like your shoulder is dislocated."

"Oh my god. Are you okay?"

"You're bleeding... You're bleeding bad..."

"This is gonna hurt..."

"Holy crap! I may not know much about human anatomy, but legs don't bend that way!"

"It's all swollen up..."

"You have a black eye. Where you fighting with someone?"

"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now."

"I think you have a concussion."

"Calm down! Calm down! Your ankle is sprained, okay?"

"Here, lean on me."

"I'm gonna need more bandaids..."

"What the hell happened to you!?"

"Here, I need to clean you up. This might sting a bit..."

"We need to get the bullet out..."

"Oh my god, you've been shot!"

"Did... did you get beat up!?"

"Just hold on. You're gonna be fine..."

"Look out for that car!"

"Wake up! Oh god, please wake up!"

"You're alive! Oh, thank god!"

"I'm no doctor, but you should have that looked at. It's bleeding a lot..."

"What is that? Are there bandages under your shirt?"

"Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?"

"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."

"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"

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Random Sentence Starters

"Ouch! That was my foot!"

"Could you get out of my way?"

"Stop it!"

"You look lonely. Want to talk to me?"

"Your nose is red."

"Aw, you're so cute! You know that?"

"Eww, gross!"

"If you touch me again, you're dead."

"Don't eat that!"

"Gosh, you look kinda pale..."

"What is that!?"

"Oh my god, were you shot!?"

"Give me the gun. Now."

"Hello? Anyone in there?"

"Someone said you didn't feel well. You okay?"

"Do you want to cuddle?"

"I demand cuddles."

"You're hair's messed up. Here, let me fix it."

"Ohhh~ Someone's blushing~!"

"I-I-it's so c-cold..."

"It's too hot..."

"I can't...breathe..."

"Help!"

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

"Augh! It hurts!"

"Feel my hands! They're so cold!"

"Stop! I can't run anymore..."

"Are you alright?"

"You look ready to faint."

"You're not serious."

"You want me to what?"

"Grab my hand!"

"Oh god. Oh god. Stay awake. Please stay awake. Stay with me!"

"Careful! You really don't want to fall here."

"Are you insane?"

"I can't allow this."

"I-I can't feel my arms..."

"Why are you all wet?"

"We need to get you to a hospital."

"I....I've been sh-shot..."

"Oh god, why is there so much blood...?"

"I think I'm gonna be sick..."

"Do you think you could make everything stop spinning?"

"I am NOT blushing!"

"Ugh, could you quiet down? My head hurts too much for this noise..."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Thank you. I really wanted someone to throw up on my shoes."

"I've never seen cuts like this..."

"Have you been to the doctor?"

"I think your leg is broken. I'll have to help you walk."

"Don't move!"

"Ouch! I...I think I heard something snap..."

"Don't touch it!"

"Your forehead feels kinda warm..."

"Careful with that! You wouldn't want to cut yourself, would you?"

"Why do you always do that?"

"How can I trust you?"

"You betrayed me! You betrayed everyone!"

"I told you not to kiss me when I was sick!"

"If I beat you and left you for dead, do you really think someone would come for you? They wouldn't."

"You disgust me to the point where looking at you makes me physically ill."

"Please don't go..."

"I can't live without you!"

"I'm sorry."

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"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

“...No.” It was a stupid idea that might not even work and was probably going to get at least one man killed. But it was also likely the only way they were going to get anyone out of the camp below. Kyle ran a hand unconsciously over the bar code branded into his skin. If it took his life to get others free, so be it. “But we don’t have a better idea.”

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Send me a sentence for my muse's reaction

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Can you be anymore obvious?"

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”



”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Like you even care."

"Little too late, don't you think?"

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Obviously there is something between us."

"Of all the things i've heard, that hurt the most."

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Quiet, I am trying to think."

"Relax, I have a plan."

"Really?"

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Unbelievable. I can't believe you right now."

"Very good, you had me fooled."

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

"You’re under arrest."

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Skynet is both god and the devil. Since terminator’s are angels and Skynet also inadvertently /caused/ John’s very conception… CLEARLY It’s a very Nietschean reading of the New Testament wherein Jesus has to kill God/Satan for mankind to meet it’s full potential. With you know atom bombs, robots and one liners.

lbr the one-liners are what really wins the day here tho

instead of the sermon on the mount it’s just: No killing! You gotta trust me on this.

instead of ‘be not afraid’ angels/the divine says ‘come with me if you want to live’

‘i’ll be back’ is basically ‘amen’

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