YoRHa Type A (Attacker) No.2 (
a2brutus) wrote in
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001: un: A2
Since it seems to come up a lot, and since we got a bunch of new people recently, I'll make it clear to everyone.
Androids are not machines. Don't call us machines, and don't call us robots.
And since I have your attention still, there's a machine running around. Tall, male, red eyes and white hair. If he starts anything let me know so I can test how sharp my sword is. I promise I'll do it quietly. Or at least with no one else around.
Androids are not machines. Don't call us machines, and don't call us robots.
And since I have your attention still, there's a machine running around. Tall, male, red eyes and white hair. If he starts anything let me know so I can test how sharp my sword is. I promise I'll do it quietly. Or at least with no one else around.
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So you deserved it. You deserved to suffer. What's so hard to understand about that, android?
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"kill yourself" "MAKE ME"
But I don't care what you do to the rest of the machines, they're replaceable. My brother though? He isn't. Get it yet?
Why don't you come say this to my face and not over these devices and see what happens. That's right, you won't. Not without your dumb partner, right?
Coward.
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action, again.
Also she has her sword this time and she is VERY POINTEDLY marching towards him.]
it hasnt even been a few hours he's a bad lad
9S's last message blares at him from the screen, the red light cutting out the features of his face sharply, and Eve doesn't see A2 coming at all, even when he's facing her direction.
He can't. His eyes rove over the message again and again, but he doesn't want to believe it.
He can't accept it.
He can't live in a world without Adam.
He can't bear to be alone.
He wants to bash his head against the floor, the wall, to banish these thoughts. These stupid, fake thoughts a lying android put in his head!
He might just do that. Anything to make the words go away.
But first he raises his device, intent on smashing it to pieces himself. Which would be noisy, so A2 might wanna stop that.]
unfucking believable
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thanks gramma.....
kbjhfg leave her alone shes tired
puts her in a rocking chair
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[A few seconds later, another message.]
SHUT UP! You don't even deserve to talk about 2B!
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Stop.
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[And he sure does.]
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He's lying. He has to be. Adam was just fine until Eve was brought here.
But his connection to the network has been severed...could they have...?
No, he's not going to believe the little android. The weak one.]
My brother is alive. He has to be.
I would never let any of you stupid androids kill him for good.
So do it. Come after me. The next time I see you I'll tear you limb from limb and your shitty partner won't be able to do a thing about it. Just like before.
I'll kill her too. :)
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The screen becomes unresponsive and turns red. Bold, white text covers the entire face.]
KILLING US
WON'T BRING
YOUR STUPID
BROTHER BACK
private to nines
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action
He very pointedly gets up and goes to 9S' room and opens the door to stare at him very disapprovingly.]
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If he lets himself get caught off guard again, will he really be torn apart? And 2B... No, she's too strong to be killed by some lowly machine.
What choice did they have, but to fight? Machines were the enemy, and it was clear with Eve that destruction was all he cared about! The humans, and 2B... They were all in danger.
He's so angry, his fingers curl against his skin. Angry, but frightened... Tired. Why did the machines have to follow them here?]
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... all the more reason not to antagonize him, however...
He walks up to 9S' side, and crosses his arms, looking down at him. Still disapprovingly, but not with quite as much virulence as before.]
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It makes 9S' insides twist, and he signs, hesitant.]
Can I help you...?
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(PRIVATE...) un: purrusu .... hey. how's it going. (I WAS DUMB IT'S THE 26TH)
Hello. My name is Akira Kurusu. My condolences for your loss.
Past aside, my main concern is what happens while we're all stuck here.
So, put simply, if you touch 9S... or anyone else for that matter, you'll be dealing with me.