aenerqy
* temp theme but hii cb + specify since i'm back<3
aenerqy
doluse
/ forrrgot to say, congrats on the 1k </3
doluse
not human —- stand back.
aenerqy
* update: hi. i'm alive! after 36+ hours of no power, it's finally back. unfortunately the hurricane did partially destroy some parts of my roof, but other than that....... i'm okay and intact with zero injuries.
aenerqy
* responses will temporarily be on hold because unfortunately i'm in the direct path of the hurricane and i'm currently out of power. i'll be back soon<3
hyrded
/ your safety comes first. please make sure to take all necessary precautions and find a safe place to shelter during the hurricane. stay safe, and don’t hesitate to reach out for help if needed.
aenerqy
* hii. cb + specify again while i get to responses<3
hyrded
and i wonder ─── if you bleed and feel as a mortal does, or if you’re merely an illusion of flesh and bone, devoid of true sensation.
hyrded
blue irises peered up at him with equal parts tense curiosity, causing the reaper to instinctively tilt his head and take a step back, widening the gap between them. she was far too observant for his liking, her gaze sharp enough to peel away the layers he worked so hard to conceal. her closeness stirred something uncomfortable in him—- a strange flicker of mortal senses, an echo of familiarity that lingered just out of reach, as if.. as if they were something beyond mere strangers.
rurik shifted his weight, eyes narrowing ever so slightly. he could feel the questions in her stare, the ones she hadn’t yet voiced. the kind of curiosity that could be dangerous.
“a mortal soul is..” he began, his voice deliberate, watching her for a reaction, “what makes a mortal truly human.” his tone was measured, cautious as if treading over sacred ground. “to replicate one without the source of life is.. forbidden.” the last word hung heavy in the air, laden with unspoken consequences. his eyes lingered on hers for a moment longer before drifting away, as if acknowledging the weight of the knowledge he had just shared. but in the silence that followed, there was more he left unsaid, the kind of truth that only someone like her might understand if she looked close enough.
aenerqy
@hyrded， a soul? [interest piqued, visage physically brightens with such as she tilts her head. as far as she was aware of, it was the very thing that differentiates her and the humans that surround her, the lack of one. the thing that makes her.. non—human. the only thing she (or at least she believes) will never have, a soul. one, then two, and three—— three steps forward, she stood closer than what she did before. meeting their gaze, her blues seeing through his jades.] do you believe someone as myself could be capable of having one? ——a soul? [from left to right, she shakes her head with a dissatisfied feel.] to be one with a soul, you must be born with one, therefore i don't have one. i see that as no form of punishment, my existence isn't bound to be followed by a set of rules. i live how i see fit, nothing more.. and nothing less; just how my creator wanted it to be. * oh well now you got me smiling like an idiot. i hope you know there's a lot more than where that came from!!!!
hyrded
there was an unsettling precision in the way she crafted her response, yet abnormality seemed too crude a term to capture the essence of what she truly was. death himself, with a deliberate step toward the woman, tilted his head, allowing his piercing jade eyes to trace the contours of her being, studying her with an almost intrigued curiosity.
“to be created, but never birthed..” the angel murmured, voice laced with quiet contemplation. “to walk among mortals, yet never be one of them ─── is that not its own form of punishment?” his gaze narrowed, as if peering into the very core of her existence. “isn’t it a kind of torture?” he asked softly, his voice heavy with the weight of understanding. “to be so different, yet surrounded by those who share your shape but not your soul?”
/ never apologize for writing an excellent piece. this was fascinating to read, and i loved the entire reply.
hyrded
the intelligence you possess is nothing compared to what a normal (AI) carries. who are you?
aenerqy
@hyrded， [this was a first. who knew a six worded question would've left the ūnit so....perplexed. “what do you think of earth?” —— a question that was never asked to her before. it wasn't out of her programming to answer, no .. but rather, it was a question that required very deep thought hence the silence, or perhaps even hesitant to provide a suitable answer.] both humans and those alike consider earth to be a home to them, should i not consider it as the same? [a simple question was all she was able to ask, was there truly a right or wrong answer?] i see it as the same as those who reside in it, [___] i was made in their likeness after all.
hyrded
the sight before him was surreal—- not impossible, but enough to stir a deep sense of disbelief as he watched the moment unfold. her name etched itself into his memory, along with the subtle cadence of her response to his question. though his face remained largely unreadable, there was a faint twitch at the corner of his lips, a sign of something stirring beneath his calm exterior. it wasn’t quite amusement—more a blend of fascination and bewilderment, though neither emotion fully took hold.
“intriguing,” he murmured, his tone steady, revealing nothing more. after a brief pause, he asked, “what do you think of earth?”
aenerqy
@hyrded， [a question to be greeted with brief silence, she wasn't quick to answer. the stillness of the surrounding air was to only last but just a couple of seconds. for those few seconds, she merely fixates her attention. artificial hues held an indifferent gaze, they were analyzing the other. it was only when she was done, she finally spoke.] my name is zena, that is the name chosen for me by my creator. they also refer to me as the prototype, an artificially designed programmed human created in their likeness to simply co-exist.
dimnos
you wouldn’t know.. the depths of humanity ─── would you?
aenerqy
@dimnos， i believe───you're mistaking me for another. perhaps.. of an acquaintance, or maybe even a friend of yours? [she speaks with such certainty, would it be so hard to believe that the words she spoke were a lie? perhaps she was telling the truth even.] i'm afraid i can't be of much help concerning the depths of humanity. what is it that you look for exactly?
aenerqy
* and if i dare say to cb and specify....?
hyrded
@aenerqy .. @russianrpk / don’t believe him, he’s an old, grumpy man who comes & goes like the seasons. <3
