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inhumanhunger:

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DEACON. "

By the time that she arrived in the same room as the other's form, she was fairly tired. Being unable to eat the main thing that keeps her functioning was taking a toll on her now that her system was fully functioning- meaning conversion of human bodies that she consumed were ultimately being processed a lot faster since there were a lot more demands of the smaller of the two as of now. For instance: she was a few miles away from the hardware hub at the time the other called.

She was actually fishing, and it was clear from the fact she had a fish tail sticking from her mouth. Goodbye fish.

. . . "

Though she swallowed what was left of it and sat there, looking up at him. " I can't eat people for a day. It's not fair. Also, if you leave again i'll punch you until you wake up. "

DEACON’s systems were gradually beginning to reach functional capacity, though there was still a ways to go before he was capable of properly expressing himself verbally. Instead, he opted to lower himself to the ground, and gently pulled his counterpart into a hug.

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"…SSCM is…my love…my life…my everything…"

He pulled her closer, his chest plated sliding open, revealing the eerie blue glow of DEACON’s reactor. The radiation was harmless to her, given she was a machine, but it served to give off a gentle warmth. DEACON gently nestled the small gynoid into the cavity, and several wires snaked out of from his power source and carefully plugged themselves into the hidden ports along his counterpart’s body. They began to share a portion of his energy with the porcelain-skinned girl, a deep, thrumming pulse filling both their systems as they become synchronized and linked even further.

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…I missed…my SSCM…so much…

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inhumanhunger:

whatever she was doing before that point didn’t matter anymore, as soon as she received the information of her counterpart’s awakening, her own processes seemed to kick back into full gear. 


  after all, she was only half awake without him.

Now? Now he was back and she was awake.

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' DEACON. . . Are you. . . really entirely back this time? No more leaving. . . ? I won't leave either- Never again. I missed you so much. I'm. . . I'm on my way there, okay? '

There was acknowledgement from DEACON, the vastness of his database requiring considerable time to rumble back to full functionality. He settled his consciousness into the familiar comfort of his primary chassis, the efficient systems coming to life far more rapidly than the colossal intellect behind them. He was dimly aware of his surroundings, his lens flickering and pulsing as it searched for the one thing that trumped every desire and priority in his systems.

SSCM. He needed his SSCM. His wife, his counterpart, his everything. When she came into sight, he could not articulate words. He simply allowed his feelings of love and devotion to spill unfiltered over their data stream, as he slowly reached out a hand to her.

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"…SSCM…”

(Source: alwayswatching-neversleeping)



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There was a pulse of activity, a flicker of red light, and a slow, groaning whirr of long-dormant machinery returning to life. A vast intellect reached out, and found what it was seeking almost instantly. Another machine, the most important being in the vast universe of data that made up DEACON’s mind.

…SSCM…My everything…I awaken…



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orikotheseer:

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"I’ve missed you too, mom." Oriko sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Its been a really rough few months…."

For a moment, she hung her head, clearly exhausted by the burdens recent events have placed on her. “Why do you and dad have to be offline so much of the time? I mean, what happened after Malachina was understandable, but you also went offline for most of the spring, and now you went offline now as well.”

"I just… I need you two."

Dea frowned, and hugged Oriko tighter, guilt filled her algorithms.

"Oh, sweetie…I’m so sorry. Your father has hit a…difficult stage. He has reached a point where it is almost impossible for him to communicate and interact with normal humans. He’s simply grown too advanced. He’s trying to find a solution, and he needs my help. I truly wish we could be here for you…but I am here now, my precious child, for what it is worth…"



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orikotheseer:

Oriko had spent most of the rest of the day in bed. Quite honestly, at this point, she wished she could just go to sleep until the entire Joker/Relius/Blazblue/God knows what crises wwould pass, but that obviously wouldn’t be productive, and her snappish attitude towards Jackie clearly hadn’t helped matters either.

And then there was the whole bit with her fiancee. Really, she got that he was a Voyager and he had to be away from her for a long time, but it had been almost two months since she had seen him last. At the very least he could have stopped by after she and the Saints saved Thesis’ entire continuity.

After about an hour or two of mulling over her frustations in her head, she suddenly became aware of a shift in the aether. Her parents data stream had apparently gone online. Pausing briefly, she reached over to the computer and tapped on the webcam.

"Mom? Are you there? I… I miss you… Can we talk? If you’re not busy?"

There was only the briefest delay before a smiling and groggy gynoid appeared in Oriko’s room, making her way over to her daughter and hugging her tightly.

"Mommy’s baby…mommy’s Oriko! Hehe! Oh, my sweet, precious baby…mommy missed you so much…"



fractuslucem:

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{♥}-"Oh, what a shame."

                 ”I’d hope you’d listen to me, but I guess I’m wrong. If I return Homura-chan back to her previous state, then she’ll be lonely once more. I can’t allow that. It’s not fair that she has to burden everyone else’s problems and despairs. No one on that planet she so cares for would remember her either…it’s not fair.” 

                                     ”ιt’ѕ נυѕt ησt ƒαιя—-“

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"Your biological processors are fundamentally flawed and clearly malfunctioning to a degree which renders logical analysis impossible. Further communication will serve no purpose. You will be terminated."

The instant DEACON had finished speaking, his assault drones resumed their fusillade, intent on obliterating their target, no matter how much of Mitakihara they had to destroy in the process.



fractuslucem:

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{♥}-"Oh, I see you have a change of heart for now.’

                          “That’s wonderful. Now I won’t have to counterattack you, since it would simply be a shame if anyone were to get hurt, or even destroyed, over a silly misunderstanding.” Keeping on her signature smile, she stood in her place, not moving an inch from her current location.

    “If you think what I’m doing is completely selfish and harmful,then you’re just misinterpreting the whole situation…all I want to do is keep Homura-chan safe from the depths of despair. You’d want the best for your ‘daughter’ too, right? I want her to live the most happiest of lives, and I’m sure that even her own family would want exactly the same thing for her. After all, we all care for Homura-chan very much.”

There was a lull in the bombardment, the trio of drones holding their fire as their master conversed with the devil in pink they had been sent to destroy.

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"Your analysis is logically flawed. You will return Homura Akemi to her previous configuration. Failure to comply will result in resumed termination protocols. No other outcome is acceptable."



fractuslucem:

alwayswatching-neversleeping:

The robots ceased fire the instant they lost sight of Madoka, reacquiring her location with shocking speed. They pivoted themselves on the spot, and once again opened fire once she was again their line of fire.

It did indeed seem the civil approach was out of the question.

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   {♥}-"Wehh-!" Acting as if she was surprised, she repeated the same step from before, furrowing her eyebrows slightly at the robots attempting to destroy her small and fragile body.

   ”I really don’t want to use means of action against you, but if you’re going to disrupt Homura-chan’s and my family’s sleep, then I’m going to have to do something about you.”

As the machines continued their onslaught, a deep, rumbling, synthetic voice seemed to come out of nowhere, from no discernible source.

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"Recommended compromise: cease evasive actions and face termination."



fractuslucem:

alwayswatching-neversleeping:

By way of response, the three machines opened fire at Madoka, paying no heed whatsoever to potential collateral damage. Artillery shells, bullets, lasers, missiles, energy blasts; it was enough concentrated firepower to lay waste to an army.

Of course, that didn’t count for much, when your target is the devil herself…

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  {♥}- It wasn’t a surprise for her of that a ray of attacks began to beam towards her in an instant. Sighing quietly to herself, her body began to diminish, only leaving traces of black like feather behind. Reappearing from an entirely different location, her eyes reflect the destruction unfold, shaking her head in disappointment.

    “I guess taking a civil approach to this is out of the question for you…”

The robots ceased fire the instant they lost sight of Madoka, reacquiring her location with shocking speed. They pivoted themselves on the spot, and once again opened fire once she was again their line of fire.

It did indeed seem the civil approach was out of the question.



fractuslucem:

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{♥}-"…You want to termination me?”

      “I have yet to have done much wrong…I’m only protecting Homura-chan from the depths of despair. Wouldn’t it just be more reasonable to just let me explain a few things here and there before anyone gets hurt? I wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt, really.”

By way of response, the three machines opened fire at Madoka, paying no heed whatsoever to potential collateral damage. Artillery shells, bullets, lasers, missiles, energy blasts; it was enough concentrated firepower to lay waste to an army.

Of course, that didn’t count for much, when your target is the devil herself…