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Heard some people saying that today (11/9/2021) is the day that the first Chloe model was build. Can’t find the source, but she’s emerged from the abyss so have some Chloe content today!

#° Hacker Luin °

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A letter from your crush

“Connor?”

Tagged by: @ihavenoside

Tagging: The dash!

#° dash games ° #lol

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@ihavenoside​ asked: "I was wondering... do you want to go somewhere?"

Surprise Questions l Always Accepting

She was taken off guard by Connor’s appearance more than the actual question. But she bounced back just as quickly and flashed him a bright smile. “I would love to! Is there anyplace in particular you’d like to go? You always have such fun interests!”

#ihavenoside #° Unofficial Inquiries (asks) ° #connor are you asking her....to do an ACTIVITY

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ohisms​:

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐈𝐕 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .

#° Welcome to the meme experience ° #I don't write nsfw on here but anything else UwU

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What Kind of Sky Are You?

sunset 

you are wistful goodbyes and unspoken promises. you are warmth and comfort for others. but sometimes you give so much of yourself that it leaves you cold inside. it's bittersweet, offering other people the care and affection you crave for yourself as well, but you wouldn't do any less if it means the people you love are content. you're very grounded, but you long for things you can't quite name - perhaps a time when your heart was full and your spirit free.

You have no idea how much she likes this.

Taken from @jericholeader​

Tagging: @creatorofclay​, @ihavenoside​, @replicantdeviancy​, @an-unlikely-duo​, @9th-in-a-line​ and whoever else wants to

#° dash games ° #it's very cute and tinged with sadness #just like her

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Personality Traits

Link

“I don’t believe these stats are logical, but it appears the test likes me?”

Tagged: Stolen from @ihavenoside​

Tagging: @creatorofclay​ and whoever wants to

#° dash games ° #ahahahahaha #Elijah: Now just to add a little bit of 'caring' #-spills entire bottle-

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replicantdeviancy​:

                  From an analytical point of view, this scene could be observed as uniquely fanciful, almost childish, if machines were allowed to adopt such a term. Connor recalled for a moment the experiments humans would run on far older, far less sophisticated AI in the early 2000’s; communications between Alexa & Siri, between newly constructed intelligence designed for the purpose of conversation. Those programs had produced some intriguingly confounding results, if his memory served correct, and it always did. Absently he considered how an observing human might respond to their intentions, to entertaining the unproven yet well documented & long held theory of life after death for the purpose of pre-Halloween amusements. Were it two decades ago, researchers would have considered this to be a disquieting experiment, but between two hyper-intelligent & consenting androids, to him it felt inevitable, if not avantgard.

                  Connor was, as always, full of surprises.   ❝ I’d think Kamski would consider a low-tech option of post-death communication to be beneath him, ❞   Connor replied with a small hint of teasing in his voice, the gentle warbling of a chuckle. Kamski always seemed the type of man to prefer a grander scale of things, always looking to impress while giving the impression that he had nothing to prove & no one whose standards he should hold himself accountable to. The android couldn’t say he was a man of elegance or taste, but he was a egotist & modernist, always eager to seek out that revolutionary idea that just barely eluded him, always just out of reach.

                  Connor took a brief moment to research the rules of the game, & offered a transference to Chloe via shortwave wireless link. His LED spun a slow & lackadaisical yellow, the pop-up for permission to connect hovering just off to the side of his HUD vision. The other android posed a bit of a conundrum; just whom was he to attempt to contact? Connor didn’t know any humans who had passed in the time since his construction, nor did he hold any close to his heart besides his partner & perhaps a few coworkers. Yet one did pop into his mind, four little letters spelling out a designation which offered such overwhelming enigma, & such melancholic grief. Suddenly the tone of the room shifted as a somberness overcame the RK model. Slowly that pleasantly subtle uptick of the corners of his lips faded towards neutrality, gently arched brows tugged faintly just above the bridge of his nose, creasing the synth-flesh there. His eyes lowered towards the board & a name slipped from his vocal modulator, lips parting unnecessarily to form the single syllable word.  ❝ ━━━Cole. ❞  The child he had never been allowed to know. The ache in Hank Andersons heart never quelled. Connor wanted to know him, he realized. The mood had become unwittingly somber.

Chloe accepted the transfer without hesitation, lifting her own arm up to Connor’s with what would look like foolish trust to someone who didn’t know her. There was something to be said for the general benevolence that androids tended to have towards their own kind, but of course there was always a risk of malicious intent. 

Not that Chloe had ever had reason to put Connor into that category. Others surely could argue that, he had been the deviant hunter, and thus shouldn’t be trusted. Especially since he would not be the first to try and use Chloe to obtain secrets about Elijah. But even if Chloe had ever harbored such doubts, she wouldn’t have feared. Elijah Kamski never did things half way, and he always thought twelve steps ahead of those around him. 

She took in the subtle change in Connor’s expression and tone. The name was unfamiliar to her, but it carried a weight to it that implied it was someone of importance to Connor. She read through the instructions quickly before speaking. 

“Alright. I shall follow your lead. Now that we have a name, I believe we can begin.”

#replicantdeviancy #° v; spooks (halloween) ° #is this how we get possessed androids? because I'm all for that

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#RA9TAKETHEWHEEL omg I’m dying

Just watched @ihavenoside finish the no mercy run and MAN. I am NOT okay. But at least the bean was freed. 

#ihavenoside #° dash commentary °

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Just watched @ihavenoside finish the no mercy run and MAN. I am NOT okay. But at least the bean was freed. 

#° Out of Contact °

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Kind reminder that, whether or not you personally write nsfw content, Sundays are considered the day when the majority of that is done. If you don't like it, I have a helpful idea: don't participate it. This isn't a work event, it's a hobby. I don't enjoy it, so I don't join in.

But please act like you have an ounce of maturity and don't stomp your feet and complain about it.

#mobile ooc #ya'll

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an-unlikely-duo​:

Nines had a few theories about why androids seemed to ‘know’ each other far quicker than humans would. But they were just that, theories, he was sure Kamski could tell them more about it, but Nines had no desire to get into it, there were other things he was itching to ask the creator, if he only had the chance to.

“I really appreciate it, Chloe.” he said with a smile and h meant what he said. For a few moments he fell silent, then he asked. “Would you like to join me for a walk?”

Her smile was brighter, though still gentle. “I would be delighted to join you.” She said. Before the revolution, she’d never spent time with anyone other than Elijah. At least, not outside of work. Now she had the time and freedom, although there were still many who chose to avoid her due to her close association with Elijah. 

“I am glad that the weather has been so nice lately. I am hoping to start some gardens around Elijah’s home.” She said, offering a new subject as she fell into place beside the RK900.

#an-unlikely-duo #° v; nothing holds all of me °

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The most precious android

#° RT600: Chloe ° #what a girl

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anderson-residence​:

“I don’t think all humans leave. Some get comfortably stuck where they are and don’t want to go anywhere else, at least that’s what the Lieutenant told me once.”

“That is true in a sense. Humans may remain in one place, but that does not mean they remain unchanged. Time affects them differently than it does us. It is neither a good nor bad thing, it simply is.”

#anderson-residence #° v; one day more °

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What’s Your Final Act As A Villain

you decide to join the hero

fire surrounds you-- taller than the highest peaks of the jagged cliffs. you're on your knees, there are tear tracks down the grime on your face. you're not above pleading. you have to fix this-- you have to stop. you clutch at the hero's cape and beg them to save everything. you beg them to let you try to save everything too.

Taken from the dash

Tagging: Whoever wants it

#° dash games ° #lol I love it

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lurking but not likely going to be on today. It's impromptu moving day and then i not only work but work 12 hours tonight. Good luck with your...whatever you all do sundays

#mobile ooc #i already have a migraine #send help everything hurts and im dying

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Cat Maker

Tagged by: Took it right off the site

Tagging: Whoever wants to

#dash games

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Another blue moodboard, because they make me so happy ♥

#° RT600: Chloe °