Devils in the Machine


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'Good question!'


'But I don't care!'


Knowing that her father was kind of a touchy subject he started to feel bad for asking. She had lost him to Kane from what he remembered, along with the original Death, Famine and Plague.

He stood quietly and listened. “Well sometime when you get the chance, maybe we could go for a drive together. You, me, Xerxes, and Mutt.” he said.

Thankfully, War had gotten considerably better about mentioning her father. Whereas in the past, she would have broken down and made people feel even worse, she had made it to a point now where all mention received was replied to with a ragged sigh and despondent shrug of her shoulders, as was shown right then. New detail added was a slight tightening of the jacket around her, discreet but it was a comforting action; it was like Papa was wrapping his arms around her and for that, it made her feel calmer and more accepting of his violent end.

Chuckle managed to escape her when he made mention of driving together. She wanted to, she really did, but…

"Zat … vould be a little difficult right at zis moment." she started, sheepish half-grin starting across her face. "I … grew up on old diesel engines, learned how to drive on zose. Ze audial cues are completely different vit’ zese newer hybrid-nuclears. In short, I …. blew out ze transmission ze first time…"

Wow. She was beating around the bush for once, almost embarrassed to admit that she had a harder time with driving the newer engines. This was an unusual thing; cherish it.

(Source: dystopiandisastercontrol)

How Well Do You Know Your OCs

  • send me a number 1-60 and i'll answer the questions with one of my OCs
  • 1: What's your OCs favorite color?
  • 2: Where does your OC work?
  • 3: What's your OCs favorite food?
  • 4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic?
  • 5: How old is your OC?
  • 6: Does your OC have any supernatural powers?
  • 7: Is your OC in a relationship?
  • 8: What are some of your OCs strengths?
  • 9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses?
  • 10: What is your OCs favorite outfit?
  • 11: What is your OCs spirit animal?
  • 12: Is your OC sexually active?
  • 13: What is your OCs earliest memory?
  • 14: Does your OC have a cell phone? If so, what kind?
  • 15: What makes your OC angry?
  • 16: When is your OCs favorite time of year?
  • 17: How long can your OC hold their breath?
  • 18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear?
  • 19: Does your OC prefer plaid or polka dots?
  • 20: What's your OCs favorite kind of pizza?
  • 21: Who is your OCs best friend?
  • 22: Has your OC ever killed someone?
  • 23: Whats your OCs biggest secret?
  • 24: What does your OC smell like?
  • 25: What time of year does your OC prefer?
  • 26: Is your OC a human or an animal? (or something else idk)
  • 27: What languages does your OC speak?
  • 28: Does your OC like anime?
  • 29: Can your OC swim?
  • 30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?
  • 31: Does your OC believe in fairies?
  • 32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in?
  • 33: Are your OCs parents dead?
  • 34: Is your OC religious?
  • 35: How flexible is your OC?
  • 36: What turns your OC on?
  • 37: What was your OCs first word?
  • 38: Does your OC have any pets?
  • 39: Who is your OCs biggest enemy?
  • 40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?
  • 41: What is your OCs motto about life?
  • 42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea?
  • 43: Who is your OCs biggest hero?
  • 44: What color eyes does your OC have?
  • 45: Does your OC like reading?
  • 46: Is your OC loyal?
  • 47: Does your OC tolerate violence?
  • 48: What social class is your OC from?
  • 49: What country was your OC born in?
  • 50: Does your OC cry easily?
  • 51: What is your OCs favorite genre of music?
  • 52: How does your OC feel about insects?
  • 53: What is your OCs sexual orientation?
  • 54: Does your OC smoke?
  • 55: What gender is your OC?
  • 56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear?
  • 57: Would you call your OC adventurous?
  • 58: Is your OC introverted or extroverted?
  • 59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC?
  • 60: Does your OC enjoy nature?

Break the ice; have our muses interact!

This includes not only if our characters haven’t met yet, but even if they already have.

"Are you lost?" 
'And you are?”

"Who are you?"
"I don’t think we’ve met."
"How old are you?"
"How long have you been there?"
"Can I trust you?"
"Who do you think you are?"

"You’re cute." 

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"
"Be Careful!"
"Help me!"

"I’ve got bad news." 
"Hate to  break it to you.. but ___ is dead." 
"I will never forgive you."
"I’m sorry…"
"Why are you so angry?" 

"Just kill me!"
"This is where it ends."
"Stay close!"
"Watch it!"
"Why don’t you hate me?!" 
"You can’t just give up… not now!"

(Source: hakamorra)



        “Sorry,” she repeats, walking forward and plucking the fallen weapon from the ground between them.  ”I hurt my arm on my last mission, and I’m trying to get it back to normal.”  

                   She laughs as she tucks the boomerang away, a self-deprecating little sound.  Her arm’s not broken, but the muscle is sore and possibly torn, and she’s got to get back into the swing of making use of her weaponry.  She’s not good to the Burners if she can’t even fight.

            “My aim’s not usually that…— er.  Bad.”

Android had indeed picked up some small disruption centered around the injury, though nothing of extreme concern. She could obviously still use the limb, though it was still concerning to something in the monolithic machine’s AI-mind that she should be injured at all.

"Perhaps it would be better to rest your arm than to strain it further trying to get it to throw straight?" While it was clearly more a statement, his diction came out more in a question. Systems check again to make sure no other issues were present; a few heated patches that were bruising, but something else caught his scans.

"I am sure Michael would prize your abilities more if you were to rest and heal properly. I do understand this last skirmish was a particularly brutal one and there is no pride in causing further harm to yourself, for in another such brawl, untreated or improperly healed injuries would only suffer your performance further."

Aah, so he had picked up that iconic sigil on her wardrobe. Granted, he did not draw too much attention to it; Mike’s full name was a common one. Just enough to show he was little more than a neutral ally in all of this.

"If you would like, I can give you the directions down to Death, So long as it is not above the skillset of a few stitches, he should be able to give you appropriate advice in how to handle your injuries and take some of the pain?"

By now, Famine had stopped, turning about from her place some ways ahead to stare pointedly at her brother. Though her face showed that trademark apathy, anyone who knew the woman would be able to see the impatience clearly etched on it.

♦♦♦ - if it's not too late to do this...


15: Our muses are stuck in a broken elevator together.

This was probably the biggest mood killer Mike had encountered aside from Death just walking into the bedroom without a second thought. There was a screeching jerk and a flicker of lights as they went out. He looked away from Fae and up to the lights, eyes trailing over to the control panel. He moved over and tried the open button for the doors. Nothing.

"Well then. We’re stuck." he said frowning. He turned back to the German and shrugged. "Guess we’re gonna need to climb out of here."

It wasn’t so much a moodkiller for her, to be honest, as she could have easily put the sudden isolation to use. But German did take notice that the Burner seemed to be nonplussed by it, most notable in the manner he moved away to start poking buttons once the red emergency lights flickered on to light the darkness.

"Hmm. Probably stuck between floors…" she muttered absent-mindedly, reaching around him to poke a button for any floor in the general vicinity she remembered them passing. No luck there, either. Yep, they were stuck. Good.

Already, she was a step or two ahead of him, balancing on the handrails in one corner and pulling the latch-release on the emergency door there. Sticking her head out, it wasn’t too complex a system to come to terms with; the passenger box, the pulleys and cables, and a basic maintenance ladder on one side of the concrete tube.

"Couldn’t haf said it better meinself." she told him once she looked back into the cab. A hoist out so she was sitting crouched over the edge of the open hatch, hand extended in to help him up after properly bracing herself so any tugging wouldn’t budge her stance.

I Could Just Eat You Up//@dystopiandisatercontrol


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"How drunk are you right now?"



"Sehr … sehr betrunken…"


War was … confused for half a minute, looking down at the open flask in her hand as though wondering exactly what number she was on and how much she had drunk. It took her a moment more and a sort of uneven blink to come to terms with the fact that what had come out of her mouth was not English. It barely came close to English, if you thought about it…

Instead of continuing this losing fight with herself, she opted for something else.


There we go. At least she knew who she was talking to, currently. That could have been bad if she hadn’t.

Dutch rose an eyebrow when she first opened her mouth. Was that even English? Or was she so sloshed that her words came out in an incoherent slur? He shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest once she corrected herself. “I think maybe you had enough,” he sighed.

As it stood, she had been speaking her native German. This happened more often than not; while she could speak English fairly fluently with little more than a thick accent, it still took mental capacity and processes to think on which word meant what. When she was drunk, that was all out the window. All normal mental processes shut down or restarted and, needless to say, linguistics was one of them.

"Never." she started. "Never t-too much."

Pause again as she mentally translated the next set. “Immallowed, not hurtin’ no one…”

Well, except herself, but that was a story for another time.

(Source: yellowhunger)

"Kiss me you idiot." ((#I do what I want))

Haitian quirked a brow, looked over his shoulder at the older woman, before that skull-painted visage cracked and broke into a broad smile. Gloves were pulled off and a hand was reached back to grasp Jezebel’s wrist, pulling her with a fluid sort of ease unexpected by one so small. A dip down before …

Lips were planted firmly to her forehead in the kiss she desired, and likely did not fully expect.

Lifting her back up and steadying her on her feet once more, Haitian grabbed the gloves once more and replaced them on his hands. “‘Course, y’never said where, Jezie-dear.” he trilled.

"How drunk are you right now?"

"Sehr … sehr betrunken…"


War was … confused for half a minute, looking down at the open flask in her hand as though wondering exactly what number she was on and how much she had drunk. It took her a moment more and a sort of uneven blink to come to terms with the fact that what had come out of her mouth was not English. It barely came close to English, if you thought about it…

Instead of continuing this losing fight with herself, she opted for something else.


There we go. At least she knew who she was talking to, currently. That could have been bad if she hadn’t.

Sentence Meme sentences


  • "Are you crazy?”
  • "Are you even listening to me?"
  • "Are you even listening to yourself?"
  • "Are you sure they won’t find out?”
  • "Are you sure this is legal?”
  • "Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
  • "Are you threatening me?"
  • "Be mine."
  • "Do I know you?"
  • "Do you love me?"
  • "Do you remember this?"
  • "Do you trust me?"
  • "Don’t go."
  • "Don’t let me die"
  • "Don’t look at me like that."
  • "Don’t make me beg.”
  • "Don’t you dare come near me!"
  • "Don’t you dare."
  • "Explain yourself."
  • "For you, I would _____"
  • "Give it back."
  • "Give me another chance."
  • "Have you ever even done this before?"
  • "How drunk are you right now?"
  • "I already regret this."
  • "I am not wearing that.”
  • "I can’t believe you missed that."
  • "I can’t do this anymore."
  • "I can’t even look at you."
  • "I could kill you!"
  • "I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."
  • "I didn’t do it.""
  • "I didn’t know you could do that."
  • "I don’t want to look at you right now.”
  • "I guess this is goodbye.”
  • "I hate you."
  • "I have to go."
  • "I just want to cuddle."
  • "I know your secret.”
  • "I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”
  • "I love you."
  • "I miss you so very much."
  • "I missed you."
  • "I need a drink."
  • "I need a hug."
  • "I never really loved you."
  • "I owe you."
  • "I think I broke it."
  • "I think I’m falling in love with you. "
  • "I think I’m forgetting something."
  • "I think it’s broken.”
  • "I trust you."
  • "I want to be yours."
  • "I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
  • "I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
  • "I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”
  • "I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
  • "I’m bad for you.”
  • "I’m dying."
  • "I’m going to be sick."
  • "I’m not speaking to you anymore."
  • "I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
  • "I’ve never heard that one before."
  • "If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
  • "Is that my shirt?"
  • "It was me"
  • "It’s so beautiful.”
  • "It’s time to choose.”
  • "Just five more minutes."
  • "Just go."
  • "Just leave me alone."
  • "Just let me die."
  • "Just relax."
  • "Just what did we do last night?"
  • "Kiss me you idiot."
  • "Kiss me."
  • "Make me."
  • "Marry me?"
  • "My Parents don’t know"
  • "My parents know.""
  • "Never again."
  • "Nh, don’t be so rough!"
  • "No, that can’t be my baby."
  • "No! You can’t die on me now!"
  • "Put it away.”
  • "Put your trousers on!"
  • "Put. The. Weapon. Down."
  • "Shut up and listen."
  • "Take responsibility."
  • "That isn’t mine."
  • "That looked easier on TV."
  • "That sounds painful."
  • "That was a bad plan."
  • "That’s mine!”
  • "That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."
  • "They’re coming.”
  • "This seems familiar."
  • "This stays between us."
  • "Truth hurts, don’t it?"
  • "Want to hear a secret?"
  • "We need to talk."
  • "We’re moving too fast.”
  • "Well that was unexpected."
  • "What are we doing here?"
  • "What are you afraid of?"
  • "What are you touching?"
  • "What are you?"
  • "What do you need?"
  • "What happened to you?"
  • "What have I done this time?"
  • "What if someone catches us?”
  • "What sort of noise was that?”
  • "What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
  • "What were you thinking?"
  • "Where are my clothes?"
  • "Where did you find this?"
  • "Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
  • "Where were you?"
  • "Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
  • "Why are you wearing that?"
  • "Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
  • "You could have died!”
  • "You could have killed someone!"
  • "You coward."
  • "You don’t need to be so gentle.”
  • "You drive me crazy!"
  • "You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
  • "You lied to me!"
  • "You mean everything to me."
  • "You owe me."
  • "You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"
  • "You’re all out of ____."
  • "You’re an idiot.”
  • "You’re bad for me.”
  • "You’re dead to me."
  • "You’re pregnant and It’s mine"
  • "You’re really good at this…”
  • "You’re so weird.""
  • "You’re under arrest."

Put “You’re a monster!” for my character’s reaction.

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Send a ◎ and a question and my muse must answer, even if it’s a secret.

(Source: ask-scarlettrails)