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i-like-media · 3 months
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Shout out to Jack Harkness rizzing it up at old age and getting pregnant. mpreg king
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mysticdevils · 1 month
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stephen king writing the long walk:
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Wheatley from Portal 2 passes the harkness test! (It's OK to fuck this!)
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roughridingrednecks · 5 months
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Harkness
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dr-vauclair-art · 2 years
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Fallouctober Day 20 - Harkness
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iravaid · 2 years
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*Talking about Chief Harkness of Rivet City* I miss my wife, Tails. I miss him a lot
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bakersfilm · 2 years
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what do you think tlw boys were like at school (before the walk)??
ty for the ask <3
tlw high school headcanons
ray garraty
almost perfect grades
will help you with anything and everything
the classic “earphones on the bus looking out the window” guy
favorite class is english
peter mcvries
the guy who doesn’t study for a test and STILL excels at it
100% defends people against bullies
falls asleep in class a lot
wears black hoodies
stebbins
keeps to himself and everyone knows to just not talk to him
that one kid who nobody knew was even in their class
always seen sketching or reading
nobody knows him all that well
the guy whose paintings are used as an example in art class
choir boy
art baker
an angel. AN ANGEL.
smiles at anyone and everyone in the corridor
the leader of the baking club and always makes extra batches of desserts for the other members to take home to their families
plays softball
slightly is made fun of for his accent but he takes it in stride
the guy who's friends with basically everyone and no one knows how he does it
gary barkovitch
bullied relentlessly
fights back but unfairly gets detention a lot
gets in trouble constantly for back talking to teachers
hank olson
genuinely popular, girls like him
really likes video games
dumb aspiring soccer player
the guy you see smoking everywhere
collie parker
captain of the field hockey team
not a bully, just dislikes a lot of people
gets detention every other week
most likely to start (and win) a food fight in the school cafeteria
pearson
math/science/robotics kid
often the last one picked for teams
in the chess club for some reason
abraham
that kid who makes it so his calculator says 69 and thinks it’s hilarious
plays volleyball
likes geography
only likes physics because someone he likes is in that class
scramm
that one football player who is actually terrible at football
in band, a trumpet player. very loud.
the guy whose voice you can hear across ROOMS
really wholesome and sweet to everyone
davidson
self entitled
the really hot popular boy that the entire school swoons over
new girlfriend every week
student body president
harkness
runs a few book clubs
absolutely adores creative writing
just a super awkward (but sweet) nerd
that one freshman who does literally every activity
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proserpinewrites · 11 months
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Six+ Sentences Not-Sunday
Tagged by @its-a-humanriot, sorry that I took so long to respond. 
Tagging @ellietheewriter, @fuzzydreamin, and @mentatsandsunshine, but only if you have something you’d like to share.
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One day I may finish this, which has the working title of Harkness’ No Good, Bad, Terrible Time in the Mojave. Set in the same universe as you who wish to conquer pain, after Harkness heads west away from the Institute’s reach once Zimmer is sent away from Rivet City.
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The drink must have been drugged, that was his only logical conclusion in the aftermath. Getting tipsy took serious effort with the way he was built, and getting blackout drunk? Hell, he would have had to drink the whole saloon dry and then some. A Courser might have to mingle a little amongst the wastelanders to gather information for a search, so certain allowances were made in their programming and construction to make them blend in. He could get tipsy, but not properly drunk. Most chems and poisons moved through his body like water. He ate and drank like any human, he slept, but could go without all three of those things far longer than any human being in a pinch. After all, it wouldn’t do for the hunter to be hindered by simple physical needs whilst in pursuit of a rogue synth. In testing, Zimmer had found that removing the capacity for pain and the relief of said pain with medication made for a sub-par Courser with an unfortunate tendency to go mad. Med-X worked on his kind, but he had a terrifying tolerance for it.
That jackass in the checkered coat had probably dosed his drink expecting that it would be enough to kill his target. The shooting? Well, that was slapdash and spur of the moment. The move of a man trying to save face and the operation he was running in one fell swoop. At the very least, he was still drugged enough that the wounds he received barely hurt once he crawled out of that shallow grave. His memory went blank for a few blessed days after that. There were very few kindnesses offered to a synth by their maker. This must have been one of those. The elderly wasteland doctor probably expected more gratitude from someone he nursed back from the brink. Instead he got a suspicious glare, one word answers to all of his questions, and Harkness walking out the door with what few possessions that checkered jackass had left him after dumping him in the earth. This man had dug a bullet out of his brain, there was no telling just what he might have seen lurking in the shadows of the Institute’s handiwork. Harkness didn’t intend to find out either. He wasn’t actively bleeding, most of his faculties were intact, and he had a job to do. Well, two jobs now that someone had stolen his damned package.
He needed ammo and other supplies before he headed further into the desert, and someone had helpfully emptied his pockets of caps. So he was going to have to barter, because it was highly unlikely that anyone in this tiny shit-hole of a town had any work worth doing. Supplies, then info if he could get it, and most likely he was going to have to go without basic human amenities for a while. Not for the first time, he cursed Zimmer’s insistence on realism in his prototypes. Older coursers didn’t feel hunger, thirst, or exhaustion. He did, but at Father’s insistence none of those things would actually kill him. Fucking scientists. The general store owner stared wide eyed at him from the moment he stepped in the door, like a radstag caught short by a flashlight beam. This was precisely why he hated small towns. Anything and everything was news, spread around like Brahmin shit on a farm within minutes. That had to be it. Regardless, he didn’t have time for trifling bullshit.
“I need microfusion cells and 5.56 mm rounds.” He said, fishing through his pack for something worth trading. Not stimpacks, he’d need those. Someone had put some Med-X in with his things, probably the doctor who had patched him up. The shopkeeper hadn’t replied in a solid minute, so Harkness looked up at him with a frown.
“You’re the dead guy.” The man said, eyes wide as saucers.
“Do I look dead to you?”
The younger man looked, if anything, even more unsettled than he had before.
“You crawled out of a grave.” He pointed out, blinking owlishly.
Harkness sighed.
Jason Harkness was not a man inclined towards thievery or willful criminal activity. There had been a a time when he had had a deep well of patience to draw from when dealing with humans. That time was so far in his past now that it felt like those past life memories that religious folk and chem addicts babbled about. It would be simpler to pull a gun on the man to get what he needed, faster too. His fellows back at the Institute with their black leather trench coats and curtailed freedom would have chosen that route immediately. Hell, half the human population would too in a pinch. But something in him felt painfully wrong when he transgressed from the brand of morality that he had built for himself, like an alarm ringing directly in his ear for hours or days on end. A twinge in a soul he wasn’t sure that he even had, given his origins. So instead, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes for half a heartbeat like a friend had taught him to do years before. When the irritation passed, he opened them again.
“Listen, I just need to buy some ammo. I’ve gotta check in with my bosses in Primm, figure out who shot me. Can we trade or not?”
Five boxes of unneeded 10mm ammo and one of his few bandannas later, he had enough ammo to feel comfortable heading to Primm. Well, reasonably comfortable. He had a migraine the size of New California and had spent ten minutes nursing a nosebleed as Chet the shop-keep tallied up their trade, but he wasn’t dead yet. You had to take what victories you could in this life, after all.
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young-jin · 2 years
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Harkness Memorial State Park - May 2022
Shot with DJI Mavic Pro
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rockconsumer · 1 year
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  Some Fallout sims I made for funzies
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nightingaelic · 2 years
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What's your opinion on Harkness in fo3? I believe they wasted so many opportunities.
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I'll take healthy helpings of "didn't get enough screen time," "they're deeper than they seem," and "wasted potential," plus a dash of "why was this character in the work at all." I'd love to have more Harkness! He's the first synth to appear in the series, he's an ex-Courser, and he's already setting a strong example for why synths are past the point of self-determination and can't be treated as mere machines anymore. He's also connected to the first appearances of the Institute and the Railroad, obviously, but other than being a bit of a hint about where Bethesda was next taking the games, I'm not sure why Harkness' story is one the writers felt compelled to include. Maybe for the extended Blade Runner reference? Yeah, smash some proto-cyberpunk into your atompunk setting, I suppose, why not.
On the "wasted potential" front, I agree with you, anon: Harkness deserved more screen time to talk about what he saw as a Courser, why he ran away, why he thought his best bet was burying his old memories and taking on a new face and life. We know now through Fallout 4 that the Railroad believes this is the best way to hide runaways, and that a lot of escaped synths are so afraid and ashamed that they would rather go through with a face change and a memory wipe than live with the full knowledge of their beings - but we don't know the extent of this yet in Fallout 3, and once Harkness' quest is over, the exploration of synths and the ramifications of their existence dead-ends. I think part of this is probably just due to the usual time constraints that go along with creating a video game, but they really do just toss down the fact that there are artificial people out there in the world that run away from their creators so often that they had to manufacture retrieval units for them, plus an entire underground network of people has arisen to help them escape, and just kinda let those revelations hang there after you save one (1) security guard. If Harkness is such a formidable Courser, why did he go to the Railroad at all? Why didn't he just use his skills to vanish, like Chase up in Acadia? Why is Rivet City deemed a good place for synths to disappear by the Capital Wasteland Railroad? Is it just because it's big and has an in-house synth doctor? Did Pinkerton do Danse's face change and memory wipe, too? Does the Brotherhood of Steel find out about synths because they got careless?
Oh, one more thing: If you're writing a Fallout 4 fic like I am, Harkness is proof that escaped synths don't have their memories fully erased, only buried. Unless the Railroad changed their policies between Fallout 3 and Fallout 4, which, fair. But if you need to deus ex machina your way into a mind-wiped synth getting their memories back, you just need to get the code word from the doctor who performed the wipe. Easy peasy.
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transcendental youth. jack harkness album of all time.
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Allied Mastercomputer from I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream passes the harkness test! (It's OK to fuck this!)
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walltowallghosts · 1 year
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Need ALPHA\BETA for mini monster fic
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yuuhiu · 2 years
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New Agatha Harkness in comics
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ninthdoctorr · 5 months
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david tennant's acting choices in utopia haunt me
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