WHAT LOW ACTIVITY & SLOW REPLY MEANS:

"It wasn't my life. I was implanted with an artificial personality based on memory recordings of General MacCallan's son who was killed in the war. There was enough of his brain left." Barely. And pieces of it at that. "Everything looks strange to me now, as if I don’t belong here. I'm afraid it’s me that’s out of place." His eyes tracked her movements as she paced. Sometimes a good way to expend nervous energy, but as of now it was a waste. She ought to be resting. "I only need to be certain you get into the right officials' hands, and they will do the right thing." That however may be a very complicated thing to accomplish with the doctor in the way.

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Reblog to let your mutuals know. . .

that they are appreciated. that they are important. that they are amazing. that they are creative. that they are loved.

No matter how long you take to reply, what mood you are in, how insecure you are feeling about your writing, or how active you are — your presence is still very much enjoyed. You never have to apologize or feel bad for taking a while with a reply, or not answering an ask right away. Life can get busy, energy can fluctuate, interest can shift, and emotions can change. You are human and these things do not make you a bad person/partner.

We write together because it is fun and enjoyable, not because it is expected of you to answer every little thing at the snap of fingers.

I am NOT mutual exclusive.

If you want to interact with me but I do not follow you, that is okay. Feel free to put something in my ask box, ask for a starter, anything. I do NOT mind. And  if it works out, I’ll follow you back anyway.

i’ma let y’all in on a little secret: i am the worst because i forget everything so bet ur ass if u messaged me and i didn’t reply, i read it, mentally replied and then minimized it, thinking i actually typed it out and sent it and thought u guys just didn’t reply back until i check like 24 hours later

please reblog this if it's okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven't reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you

"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lolita." Although at the mention of another android he grew curious, because he had not met many others of his kind. Synthetics were fairly secrete to the general population. He also found himself curious at this time capsule that she mentioned. He didn't have any knowledge of such a thing, but the galaxy was a very big place and humanity did not know everything that existed out there. It would be arrogant to assume they did. "I'm uncertain. Conventional medicine has failed me and I've been unable to help them." He looked over this so called time capsule, this Lolita and attempted to process and understand what he was looking at. No scans he made revealed any information that made sense to him. "I should like to preserve as much life as possible. I'm afraid I won't allow your Captain leave until he's tested and cleared."

He observed this oddity before him from beneath his hood. He'd been many places in the galaxy, but this... this he did not know quite what to make of other than the fact that it was something alien to him. But that was besides the point. He had come here for more important matters. "My designation is C.A.Z." Brushing his rain dotted hood back he folded his hands together in front of himself. "I detected an anomaly and feared someone had landed so I came to warn your Captain that this is a quarantined planet. An illness has spread amongst the people here."

"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.

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Fallout - Deathclaw Tackle by ~Edge-Works