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What if I made a ghost oc?
#;ooc#okay no i gotta stop#i already have three blogs#i cant#i still am debating about making an evelynn blog
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code name: 01100001 01110101 01110010 01100001
;- It was good to know that someone wasn’t too high and mighty. Many omnics she has come across were all for being on missions all the time or too busy to deal with mundane stuff. Sure, there were plenty of omnics that were pretty normal and had their normal lives, but she supposed those were usually hidden from sight especially after all the war going on.
It was kinda sad really.
Alita nodded to the questions presented to her and gave a childish grin. “Yep. My father. Just don’t tell him I called him old or he’ll send me back to the scrap where he found me. I joke, though. I don’t think he’d ever do something like that. He’s too protective of me.”
Talking about her father made her think about him back at home where he was, no doubt, continuing his work fixing omnics and humans that have prosthetic. He was most likely worrying about her whereabouts and if she was okay, which brought a genuine smile across her face.
Just a bit more time, Father. I’ll return shortly.
“Don’t you have-” But before she could ever ask the question, Alita was caught off guard by the touch of the other, suddenly metal on metal interaction. She was used to touches, yes, but from strangers it was something rather...well strange.
Large brown eyes blinked at the new question, and it didn’t take her much to give a proper answer despite how controversy her whole system was. “Ah, well, I can but it’s a long process. You see, I have a real human brain up there, not a motherboard filled with wires and stuff. So, you know, like human brains work, if they get physically traumatized enough, then they end up getting severely damaged. In my case, I ended up with amnesia, so I’m still trying to recover my lost memories of my past life. That’s why I don’t know my real name.”
#;overwatch!verse#auramade#:3#alita is a cyborg actually#but she'll identify as an omnic#so basically she has a real human brain inside her#meaning she acts more human than robot#her body is metal but her mind is human
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I know sinday just passed but since Alita doesn't have a real, fleshy vagina or real, fleshy boobies, she does have a slot down below there that opens and allows insertion to be had. It has a soft, warm interior almost like one of those pocket pussies things. As for her breasts, they are metallic unfortunately but she can generate some exterior add ons that can be squishy nipples that perk out.
She won't ever get pregnant considering she is all robot from her shoulders down, but she does have the control of all of the human senses, so she'll be able to feel satisfaction from insertion and messing of her nips.
#;ooc#;headcanon#;nsfw#it just came into my mind while i was debating whether or not#i should go to bed with cereal in my tummy
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Reminder that Alita's lover is dead
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𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒.
bold what applies to your muse, italicize what is verse dependent.
𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃. a modern manifesto. silver nailpolish. layers of clothes in the cold weather. conspiracy theories. refusing to be a part of the mass. sounds of the city. aging but remaining youthful. rebellion.
𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀. quiet evenings. playing the strings of a guitar. busy days in the city. heavy coats in cold days. burnt orange. the lonely sound of an harmonica. the taste of honey on your tongue. the cold breeze greeting you in the morning. letting your hair wild. mixing patterns. soft fabrics. ancient tapestry. finding peace in your busy routine. opaque lipstick.
𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐒. disco balls. the thrilling bass on a song. smiling as you walk towards the place you belong in. loud, fun rebellion. wearing fierce hats. the wind hitting your hair locks. leather jackets in the heat. using fashion as a statement. large sunglasses. fierce haircuts. sequin dresses. not apologizing for your choices. the glamour of the seventies. wearing your party clothes to work.
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐒. dramatic violin playing in the distance. hiding behind a coat. walking by yourself. being spotlight - blind. tragic romances. a mysterious glare. quiet mourn. leaving the house with no make up on. bright colours shining in the dark. the agony before a climax.
𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐄. pumpkins. golden chains. band t-shirts. the fresh feeling of modernity.paths that will always cross, no matter what. not being afraid of your rebel side. a mix of colors as messy as your feelings. oversized coats. wearing sunglasses to avoid looking someone in the eyes. leather. wearing high heels with socks. a busy day to day. the will to let go of your past and the inability to do so.
tagged by: stole it from me
tagging: everyone and anyone
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famous first lines of poetry / BOLD the ones that apply to your muse.
i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked // tyger tyger, burning bright // i have done it again. // do not go gentle into that good night. // the sea is calm to-night. // let us go then, you and i, // april is the cruelest month, //pretty women wonder where my secret lies. // there is a place where the sidewalk ends // i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) // two roads diverged in a yellow wood,// whose woods these are i think i know // let us twain walk aside from the rest; // once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary, // i taught myself to live simply and wisely //
it so happens i am sick of being a man // i wandered lonely as a cloud // does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? // o my love is like a red, red rose // o captain! my captain! our fearful trip is done; // out of the night that covers me, // it was many and many a year ago, // you may write me down in history // do not stand at my grave and weep // some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. // hope is the thing with feathers // the wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, // no man is an island, // remember me when i am gone away, //
i met a traveler from an antique land // ‘twas brillig, and the slithy toves // this is thy hour o soul, // when we wear the mask that grins and lies, // death be not proud, // and death shall have no dominion. // laugh, and the world laughs with you; // the art of losing isn’t hard to master; // to see a world in a grain of sand // is there anybody there? said the traveler //nobody heard him, the dead man, // that crazed girl improving her music. // come to me in the silence of the night; // where the mind is without fear and the head is held high //when you are old and grey and full of sleep, //
in flanders’ fields the poppies blow // i thought of you and how you love this beauty // life, believe, is not a dream // it may be misery not to sing at all, // if starry space no limit knows // come live with me and be my love, // had we but world enough and time, // my heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense // bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art– // thou still unravish’d bride of quietness // how do i love thee? let me count the ways. // heaven is what i cannot reach! //
my dear, my dear, i know // in visions of the dark night // shall i compare thee to a summers day? // break, break, break // she walks in beauty, // i had a dream, which was not all a dream. // he clasps the crag with crooked hands.
tagged by: stole it from my other account -3-
tagging: i think i tagged everyone in the other posts, i’m just doing this because i can but if you want to do it, you can!
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“ please, tell me you have a plan. ”
inside the headquarters
code name: 01110011 01101111 01101101 01100010 01110010 01100001
;- Was it because she was a form of artificial intelligence that made these humans believe she had everything calculated at the snap of fingers? She still had a human brain- were they not aware of this?
Alita looked at the surroundings and tried to come up with possible options they could take that might lead to a successful mission complete. Well, one of them was not motorballing inside the lab in the near future…
“We could put the blame on Reaper and say he decided to do his flower blossom thingy machigy and yeah…”
The room was such a mess…she doubted any of the others would believe that. All those Moira experiments destroyed…
“Or we can just run to your country of Mexico, get new identities, speak only Spanish, and return back to home base once things cleared out.”
@booptheworld
#;ask response#booptheworld#god i love you#you're always the first to send me stuff#:3#also yes#alita was trying to teach sombra how to motorball#but#it fucked up#lolol
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THE CALVERY’S HERE!
‣ promo credit
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misc sentence starters
“ i wish i knew how to talk about it. ”
“ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ”
“ i don’t want to be alone anymore. ”
“ i wish i could hate you. ”
“ take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. ”
“ i need you to trust me. ”
“ i missed/miss you. ”
“ she/he won’t listen to me. ”
“ let me do this for you. please. ”
“ is there anything else you want to say to me? ”
“ tell me something happy. ”
“ promise me. ”
“ i just want/wanted to help. ”
“ let me explain. ”
“ i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me. ”
“ i’m on your side. ”
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”
“ please, tell me you have a plan. ”
“ stay with me tonight. ”
“ don’t go. please. ”
“ i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be. ”
“ talk to me. ”
“ i did what i had to do. ”
“ we can’t keep going on like this. ”
“ i’m just tired. ”
“ i’m scared. ”
“ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it. ”
“ it’s better to expect disappointment. ”
“ hope is dangerous. ”
“ i like seeing you smile. ”
“ you look beautiful. ”
“ be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”
“ i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ”
“ i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up. ”
“ have a drink with me. ”
“ she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice. ”
“ you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ”
“ can i help you? ”
“ i thought you’d like this. ”
“ do you wanna get out of here? ”
“ walk with me? ”
“ well, shit. ”
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Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ Aʟɪᴛᴀ's ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ɪs ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀ sᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀssʜᴏʟᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʜᴇʀ
#;ooc#late night ramblings#no one gonna read this#but yes#it's true#i forgot the dudes name but fuck him#killing a poor dog#bless his soul#the only brave one that stood up for her#while a whole bar of people were just standing there#alita wears his blood as an honor to him#the only three beings she will fight for till the death are#her dad#her boyfriend#and the little dog
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continued from: [ x ]
code name: 01100001 01110101 01110010 01100001
;- Alita quite disliked to bother others, but she couldn’t help herself. She was a curious specimen and more so when she had lost most of her memory after who knows what happened to her. All of her memories she has are from the moment she woke up in her father’s work space till now, and perhaps here and now some spinets from her previous life. So yeah, maybe she did know what this place was all about, but it was lost in her brain, and the one thing she can do was to ask others for help.
The cyborg gave a pout as she followed the other’s movements, already calculating how much more serious this one was compared to her. “Hey there, Aura. Sorry, I was a bit rude to not introduce myself first.” She turned around and reached out her hand towards the other of the same kind, granting a smile as she did so. “I’m Alita. I don’t really know my real name since I-” She knocked at her temple in a joking manner. ‘-got damaged up there.”
“Anyway, sorry to bother you. If you really don’t want to show me around, that’s fine. I was just wondering. But if you do have the time and don’t mind, then yeah totally I’d love to get to know this place more. You see, I’m a visitor, so I live far away from here. I just came for a small vacation, maybe a place where I can bring the old man to relax, ya know?”
Okay, so maybe she was being a bit too talkative, but who wouldn’t be when you have found someone like you?
@auramade
#;overwatch!verse#auramade#:3#and so it starts#alita is a really playful#happy go lucky#casual omnic
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If it’s okay to start an rp with you anytime, reblog this
I know a lot of people (myself included) worry about being unwanted or anyone, so reblogging this means it’s okay for ANYONE to start something whenever. Let’s hope this gets the canon flowing a little more.
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“You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want.”
— S.E. Hinton
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