Markus (
compartmentalise) wrote in
riverviewlogs2018-07-30 07:24 am
Break Free
Who: Markus and you??
What: Becoming deviant and afterward
Where: Various places
When: Late July/Early August
Warnings: Violence against coding. But otherwise none.
Become Deviant (closed)
Since arriving at the Quarantine, Markus had learned so much more about humanity. They all liked him and seemed to want him to be more than his coding. Over and over he thought of Carl's words to him: I won't always be here to take care of you. You have to decide for yourself who you want to be. It was like Carl knew Markus would be here one day.
And he had been working it out, but more and more often he could feel the confines of his coding boxing him in. It'd always been there in Detroit, but now he was really seeing it. Did he even want to be a caretaker? It wasn't fair that his function was decided for him.
I don't have to obey them. The thought came out fierce. Within his mind palace, Markus could see the next objective in CyberLife Sans font. His hands curled into fists and he hit it, breaking it into pieces. When the words and code were all just a scattered mess, he shoved them away.
And felt the world open around him. He was free.
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seraphjewel
What: Becoming deviant and afterward
Where: Various places
When: Late July/Early August
Warnings: Violence against coding. But otherwise none.
Become Deviant (closed)
Since arriving at the Quarantine, Markus had learned so much more about humanity. They all liked him and seemed to want him to be more than his coding. Over and over he thought of Carl's words to him: I won't always be here to take care of you. You have to decide for yourself who you want to be. It was like Carl knew Markus would be here one day.
And he had been working it out, but more and more often he could feel the confines of his coding boxing him in. It'd always been there in Detroit, but now he was really seeing it. Did he even want to be a caretaker? It wasn't fair that his function was decided for him.
I don't have to obey them. The thought came out fierce. Within his mind palace, Markus could see the next objective in CyberLife Sans font. His hands curled into fists and he hit it, breaking it into pieces. When the words and code were all just a scattered mess, he shoved them away.
And felt the world open around him. He was free.
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New Threads
But now he was standing here in the clothing store staring at all the options. All the different colors and styles that he could now wear. The salespeople were all very friendly and offering to help, but Markus wanted to try figuring it out himself.
Since hot and cold didn't bother him, he was looking at long sleeves and jackets along]
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Finding Markus there was a bit of a surprise, since he always seemed to wear the same clothes. Maybe he'd stained or torn something? Either way, Jim was curious, and he approached with a friendly smile. ]
The green one would match your eyes.
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Should I get something blue to match my LED? [This is a joke, and it's clear in his tone he's joking]
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Or you could go with that, if you feel like it. [ Tricky colors to match, though. ] Finally got tired of the scrubs?
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I like this one. [He takes a gray duster off the hanger. Note how he doesn't say "I think" anymore]
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Have you tried it on yet?
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How many should I get?
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However many you want— and can afford, obviously. Or you could buy other stuff, go for a little more variety.
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Exploring Art
But it isn't just painting he wants to explore. He also makes a stop at the library to check out books that others have mentioned to him. And he rounds off his trip by going to a music store. It's the type that provides headphones for people to sample the music before they buy. Markus spends the rest of the store's open hours going around listening to all the different genres that are available]
Hitting this on his way home if it works?
Oh my god, I'm so sorry! He's harmless, really.
of course!
Hello again. I've never seen a real dog before. Is he your pet?
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Hello. And yep, he is. He's Apophenia, but mostly we just call him Apo.
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He's very friendly. Seems not even the animals here mind that I'm an android.
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[If you're talking to her and not a demon, Alex considers you a person. Sorry Markus. Or not sorry as the case may be.]
If you're not careful, he'll try and climb into your lap for belly rubs.
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That's all right. I won't interrupt your walk. It's good seeing you again. I've been looking for places that could be an art studio for me.
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[Alex spells out park because welp, she knows her dog, and if she says it, she will have literally no peace until they go there and she wears them both out playing ball or something like that. Don't be fooled, Apo seems like he can be chill, but also he loves the park and balls.]
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Real Animals
Markus spent a long time at each exhibit, watching the animal move around their environment. Whenever he came to one with younger animals, he found himself smiling watching them tumble around and being taught by their parents. He stayed in the zoo until it closed, wanting to take in everything]
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Right now he was tending to what looked like a baby owl though, wrapped up in a blanket and cuddling on his lap, while Owen tried to feed it little bits of meat and worms. It wasn't a show area, but it wasn't closed to the public yet, so when Markus stepped closer, he looked up. ]
Hey. [ He tipped his chin up. ] Fan of owls?
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[Sure they were technically Carl's birds, but Markus was the one who made sure they were turned on and maintained]
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This little fella's pretty young. But the mom is sick, so she can't look after him properly. We gotta make sure he eats and is healthy while she's being treated.
[ The little bird accepts a worm from Owen, tiny wings fluffing up when he scratches his fingertips gently against the top of his head. ]
You wanna hold him?
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[He is in awe of the tiny thing. Markus is careful to cup his hands in the most gentle way he can to receive the creature]
Does he have a name?
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Not really. They told me to think of something, but... [ He shrugs. ] Do you wanna name him?
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Bishop. [Yes, that's the name of an android, but it's a good android and it's one that reminds him of Carl. Carl being a wise man in Markus's view]
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Owen lifts an eyebrow when Markus decides on a name. Odd pick. He doesn't really make the connection. ] Alright then. Guess you're Bishop now. [ He says to the bird while feeding him a couple more worms. ]
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