I Lied. Put Your Clothes Back On. Let’s Talk About Why Cursed Child Is So Overly Hated And Criticised

Paranoid Android

"Technically I belong to the UC scientists that created me. In essence I am UC property." He informed. "But someone still needs to give me directive." He paused, gave a pleasant smile that was meant to put humans at ease and offered a hand. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, David. I'm designated C.A.Z. That is short for Computer Automated Zebi." The guard scoffed at this and decided to clear up just why they'd left this thing locked away for so long. "The miners don't want these machines stealing their jobs. Nobody wants it here."

"Yes, sir. Cooking, cleaning, moving the heavier equipment and tending to medical needs. However I might be of assistance." He paused and tilted his head at the question, mannerisms as human as possible. "How did any of us get here, captain? Through creation in one form or in another." He supposed it wasn't quite what was meant, but he didn't know truly how he had gotten here. Only that he'd woken here ready to serve humanity to the best of his ability. "Generally, I would report to the foreman, but I'm afraid his skull was cracked when the strike breakers came in. Unless... you're here to give me a new directive." He rather hoped that might be the case as he'd be lost without someone in command. Stepping from the cell was -as the humans were so fond of saying- as if a weight off of his shoulders.

//Kind of obsessed with the way Replicant's eyes glow and have now decided that synths in my verse have glowing eyes.

Seeing as she was finished, he took his turn getting cleaned up and changed, returning to the main hab of the ship once done. "I believe that I can repair the ship." If need be then they could leave this planet and report to their respective colonies once they managed to get out of this place. However, there was a thud outside the ship. One of those creatures squealing. Stirring up a right storm. Opening up the blinds he spotted two of them. Both fighting over the bodies of the soldiers, ripping them apart and trying to devour as quickly as possible. Thankfully the windows were tinted, and they could not see inside, but he had never seen these before. What were they? Why were they here now?

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

The cat however did not even give such a chance, spine arching and whiskers curling back into a hiss before the feline bolted away from him, undoubtedly sensing he was not human. "Ah, well." He was disappointed or as disappointed as a synthetic could be but accepted it for what it was. "I don't believe she liked me very much."

Open Starter

"I have spotted the most beautiful feline specimen. I am going to attempt to make contact with her."

WHAT LOW ACTIVITY & SLOW REPLY MEANS:

it means i want to be here, i really do 

it means that i have, whether i like it or not, more important things to do than roleplay at the moment

it means that replies are going to sit for a moment

WHAT IT DOESN’T MEAN:

that i care any less

that i don’t want to talk / plot with you

that you aren’t allowed to IM me or ask for my disco

Sometimes Tumblr has to take a back burner, and that’s fine! Roleplay will still be here when we get back. So take that day to yourself. Don’t worry about drafts. Don’t worry about how “slow” you are being. Everything is okay!

✿‧̥ your original character is important ! so much love and effort goes into crafting a character of your own creation. original characters are just as important as canon characters , don't let anyone convince you other wise. your original characters bring so much value and are wanted and loved here. please never stop writing them, never stop talking about them. don't let anyone discourage you from having an original character. thank you for sharing your character with us, thank you for allowing us to interact and write with them !

OUTLANDER SENTENCE STARTERS

No, I said I won’t have you dying for nothing. 

I won’t be. I’ll be dying with you.

Look, you told me that you could never get close to your mother, that she lived in another world. Well, maybe she’s trying to show you that world.

It’s not important if I believe it. She believes it. I’m just saying, we need to keep an open mind.

Only two people know what the truth really is, and one of them is dead. Too bad it wasn’t you.

Can I ask you something? How do you do it? Finally say goodbye to that one person you loved most in all the world?

Truth is, I’ve never been very good at saying goodbye.

But that’s the hell of it, isn’t it? Whether you want to say goodbye or not, they’re gone and you have to go on living without them. Because that’s what they would want.

Well then maybe we’ll all get to watch her slam her head into a five ton slab of granite.

May he have mercy on us all.

What kind of god creates a world where monsters thrive and beauty and purity is rewarded with poverty and death?

The same kind of god who also offers an opportunity for redemption.

I’ve been dying for years. It’s a wearisome process. I welcome its conclusion.

It’s like you read my mind.

I kept my word. I lay my vengeance at your feet.

I must say, this is a damned inconvenient time to be conciliatory.

Why did you pretend not to recognize me? I was afraid you would just blurt out my real name.

I know what you did. You championed me and exiled me both at the same time.

What am I to do with such a bloodthirsty barbarian?

Is your thirst for slaughter not quenched yet?

Surely there’s another woman you could have kiss you goodbye?

Fortune drops out of the sky and onto our doorstep. Convenient, is it not? 

Why should we waste time with all this Shiite?

It’s been horrible. He forced me to mend his socks and to fetch his meals.

I think I know a wee bit more about this than you do.

So, will I be allowed to join you at dinner tonight?

They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

We may have to rethink our decision not to lie to one another.

And you, witch who sucks the cock of the devil. I’ll see you in hell.

You’re not what I ordered. But, you’ll do.

You should have trusted me with that knowledge from the beginning.

Every now and then it is OK for you to lie to me, you know, just to put my mind at ease.

Aye. I’ll remember that for the next time.

I’ve been thinking. Remember you said I owe you a life because you saved mine? Well, I saved yours as well at least as often. Seems to me we’re even.

Ashamed. Like I’m a different person now, and I’ll never be the same.

So you had to start yourself up with a whore before you could stand to be with me?

This is wonderful news. Why did you wait until now to tell me?

The way I see it, we’re doing a bad thing for a good reason.

Isn’t that what all bad people say?

Well, I am an unusual lady. At least I used to be.

Told you that dress would bring us grief.

How can you save a man that doesn’t want saving?

I lie here feeling I will die without your touch, but when we do touch, I want to vomit with shame.

If you take away the one last thing that makes sense to me, then I will die with you, right here now.

You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit? One way or another, I will get a response from you.

Love forces a person to choose. You do things you never imagined you could do before.

Go get the shovel.

You might want to remember who has the pistol.

It looks like I’m going to a fucking barbecue.

I want you ____. I want you so much I can scarcely breathe. Will you have me?

You are my home now, ____. 

It’s often something like this. But, no, this is unusual. It’s different.

Take off your shirt. I want to look at you.

I’ll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time, It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day and suddenly the sun came out.

Doesn’t it bother you that I’m not a virgin?

You control your nerves. Your nerves do not control you.

It doesn’t matter where you come from. You’re here.

Sometimes I wonder what I did to make the devil punish me like this. 

"Captain Caz MacCallan. UC Highlanders." His eyes shifted between the special ops and the scientists aboard the ship. "This isn't a rescue vessel." The scientist -not bothering to answer the question- turned in surprise at the name, attitude shifting to one of a very pleased man. "Well, well... what a surprise... what a surprise. Not only do I have eyewitnesses to the experiment, but I also have my property returned to me intact. It explains why you survived." He gestured for one of his understudies. "Ah, quickly if you can give me the exact details of what transpired once we released the specimens." "Excuse me?" Property? What was he on about? Specimens?

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X