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Tagged by: Not tagged per say but I thought it looked a bit interesting ( @starwrittenfates ) (The picture thing wouldn't work so I picked a picture which I felt represented me best. Arthur being mauled by a bear. Am I the She-Bear or Arthur who knows? Perhaps both in an eternal struggle within myself)

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Not a big fan of what melatonin has been doing to my dreams lately.

"Dinnae ken and I'm not exactly keen to find out." He knew what a siren sounded like and that unfortunately wasn't one. But maybe they were overreacting? Maybe it was something harmless. Sounded bigger than it was. It was better to be cautious though he supposed, considering they hadn't the faintest clue what was happening or where everyone else had gone. It had to take a lot for the guns to go silent. "No." It wasn't too far, just up ahead and thankfully they managed to arrive without incident. Didn't look like anyone had survived the crash either... they wouldn't have company inside. For better or for worse.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

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He made sure to get a good hold for the jump and made it through just fine, although it was still a little rough and he didn't know exactly how a human body might have done in his position. Not well he suspected. Once they seemed to have made the jump he hoped that they might be able to get a handle on the problems that they were facing. The parasite was going to have to wait. He needed to see what he could do about the broken comms, the giant hole in the ship and maybe clean up detail with the mess those bodies left behind. His main concern was still the parasite, but he had no hope of gaining an advantage over it here and it was probably somewhere securely within the vents by now.

Although he regretted the loss of life it was -he supposed- a poetic justice for the pirates to die in such a way. He heard the call. The only problem was that the devastation of firepower that had been rained down on him left the comms absolutely useless and he was unable to respond or to even update the captain on the situation here. Which meant that he would have no warning about the parasite and the extreme danger that it was going to pose to anyone that it came on contact with. He would just need to hold on and hope for the best. Maybe there was still a chance to prevent the worst from coming true.

"Evil? Would that be because human morals have aesthetics?" He had always found human dilemma to be quite amusing. It was quite simple to him. But then what did he know? Someone had programmed him to be simple. He never quite knew if his thoughts were his own or if they belonged to someone else. "Very well, Captain. I can tend to your ship for you until you've decided what to do with me." It was a relief in its own way. His programming had him itching to get back to work. "Danger is of little consequence to me. I can always be repaired."

"I apologize for being an inconvenience, David." He folded his hands behind his back and regarded the security that had complained about him being a nuisance. "Yes, a UC scientist sent me here to aid the miners but I'm afraid I seem to have failed that directive." A shame as he had no intentions of causing trouble. He had been sent here to aid the miners not to get in their way. Although... it was entirely possible the UC was cutting costs by using him in certain areas. "My own directive? My own directive..." It was a curious request and one that he had never really considered or been asked before. "I should like to help humanity, David. However, I may, but I'm afraid I may be scrapped for failing my previous directive."

reminder that it’s okay to like certain media even if the creator is problematic or not the greatest human, or even if you just don’t like them. it’s okay to separate media from source. from show or movie creator, authors or artist. you are allowed to like what you like. whatever brings you comfort & joy. do not be discouraged by your interests even when someone else doesn’t agree with or like them as well. also remember that you can separate actor from character, don’t feel bad liking a character even with the actor is garbage. i myself love some characters where i later found the actor is absolute garbage but i still love the character. the character is not the actor. the media is not the creator.

"But, Captain... the parasite." He realized that they had gotten into a very dangerous situation. If these raiders managed to get infected and carried it to other planets... a good portion of humanity could be wiped out. He quickly snatched up the blood sample from the floor and rushed it to the make-shift lab to get the processing started so that it could be analyzed quickly once the problem at hand was dealt with. With the sample cooking he hurried into the other room to find a weapon to prepare to defend them. Normally it was against his programming to harm a human, but there were some cases in which he could act, and this was one of them. Still, he would try to resolve it peacefully until he was left with no other choice.

He paused mid crawl and glanced at the intercom, about to get up and answer when he saw a motion out of the corner of his eye disappear behind a crate in the far back of the cargo hold. By the time he managed to get around the crates he only found an open grate that led into the ventilation systems. Out of the frying pan and into the fire as the humans so liked to phrase it. There was no way he was going to fit into the ventilation system as big as he was. He would need to find an alternative. Standing he hurried over towards intercom. "Captain, I'm afraid the creature's cage was damaged in the collision. It has escaped into the ventilation."

He wearily glanced at the bodies in the mud and suspected that wasn't quite true. Plenty of weapons to pick and choose from. Could have even smashed his brains in with a shovel if she so wanted. He would have been helpless to stop it. "Where is everyone?" He didn't understand why it was so quiet on the field and why neither side would have fired on them. It was not blind luck. Had one side or the other finally won? Had they finally called it? He couldn't imagine why else there would be silence. Something wasn't right here. He'd just not yet figured it out.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

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Friendly reminder that as devastating as THAT scene is, y'all better leave Kaitlyn Dever THE FUCK alone. Hate Abby all you want, but Kaitlyn is an actress and a real human. Do NOT repeat what happened to Laura Bailey. Okay thx bye