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Started May 17, 2022 by Deleted user

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Elijah: Um, I’m… I’m just, Elijah? Sadie’s man.. A 18 year old guy. A troublemaker so I’ve been told. And currently involved in burning down Hell.

Malcolm: Elijah the Dumbass. Good to know. Who the fuck is Sadie? And you’re only 18? Fuck, I’m old. Well, burning Hell isn’t going to work, unless you decide to blow the world up again. It’ll save me the trouble of causing the second holocaust.

Elijah: Grins when he sees Sadie and walks up behind her. Boo!

Sadie: Turns and puts a hand on one of her hips Took you long enough to find me again. Gestures to the man beside her This is my. . . butler. His name is Dane.

Elijah: Winks. I’ll always find you, babe. Turns to Dane. Shakes hands. Hullo. I’m Elijah.

Sadie: Grins and watches Elijah He says, while he has no sense of direction whatsoever.
Dane: Shakes Elijah's hand. His skin is pale, almost to the point where if you stood him against a whitewashed wall you wouldn't be able to see him. A flash of pure white eyes can be seen, a flash of inhumanly sharp teeth - again, pure white - a flash of hair the same color as his skin. And then his cloak settled about him again, blocking out the visage of this thing once more.

Malcolm: Who the fuck is this guy? What the fuck is this guy? Indicates Dane.

Sadie: Tilts her head What could you possibly mean, you sad cabbage?
Dane: Waves a lazy hand, cutting Sadie off. He speaks, his voice surprisingly deep, pulling down his hood I'm a demon. And I'm a demon.

(Sad cabbage and sarcasm, lmao!)

Malcolm: Glares at Sadie, then turns to Dane with a disdainful raised eyebrow. The fuck you are. Demons are just as unrealistic as magic. Turns away, muttering to himself. Fucking albino crackheads and their dumbshit dreams. Why did people survive my holocaust? Fucking why?

(I love it when characters get snarky)
Sadie: Grins and gives Malcolm the finger
Dane: Smirks Are you so sure about that? And besides, I am not a person.

(Lmao, same here)

Malcolm: Immediately gives Sadie the finger back, barely even glancing in her direction. You’re standing here talking to me, aren’t you? That means you’re a person, fuckhead. I don’t give a shit if you call yourself a human, a demon, or a fucking polka-dotted unicorn from the fucking chaos fringes of outerspace, you’re still here, annoying the fucking shit out of me.

Dane: Smirks Being a person requires having a soul, no?

Malcolm: Rolls eyes. Fucking ‘magic users’. I bet you don’t even know the terms of ‘cyborg’, ‘nanotechnology’, or ‘cybernetics’. Am I right? Souls are metaphorical, nothing more. Most people don’t consider a robot to have a soul. But, they can, and do, have fucking intelligence. So, fuck off with that ‘soul makes a person’ bullshit. I don’t give a fuck.

Dane: Tries to stop himself laughing, but can't. He laughs loudly I know of all three. And I garuntee you that a being with both magic and tech in it, on a fundanental level, is beyond your ability to make. And a machine has no will. Not of its own. A machine is fundamentally an extension of anothers will. Souls exist. You know nothing, you weak-willed chimpanzee.

Elijah: Rolls eyes at Sadie’s comment on his since of direction and focuses on Malcom. He gets a sneaky grin and slips off, returning with a bucket of ice water which he promptly dumps on Malcom’s head. That’s for cursing in the presence of a lady. Winks at Sadie, watching to see if she is impressed.

Malcolm: Rolls eyes at Dane. Fuck off, you dumbass albino. Machines have greater intelligence than any of you know. I didn’t commit one hundred and twenty years of my fucking life not to discover that! He doesn’t notice Elijah until he dumps the water on him. Malcolm then cries out in pain and anger, his mechanical left eye shorting out. He quickly removes the ruined eye, revealing a gaping hole that was formerly an eye socket, and throws it at Elijah, before pulling out a strange, white pistol. He aims it at Elijah, ready to pull the trigger. Fuck the bitch. Now, give me one reason why I shouldn’t shoot you now, boy.

Sadie: Rolls her eyes but smiles at Elijah. She tenses up, however, when Malcolm pulls out his gun.
Dane: Grins, eyes glittering with malice Does that change the fact that they cannot think for theirself? After all, you're human. And a human doesn't even know that free will is just an illusion used to control them more. Because of that, you make an "intelligent" entity with "free will." In the end, you have created a race of artificial slaves. He walks up and body slams Malcolm You are human. Even if you make an artificial body, you are human. Thus, you can never win, not against me.

Malcolm: Ignores Dane until he gets slammed. He falls to the ground, his gun falling away from him. He sighs irritably, slowly getting up and snatching his gun. He then sits up and turns to Dane. I am not fucking human. I am a fucking cyborg, at best. And I am not a fucking fighter either. I’m too fucking old. And, with the first thing you said, you clearly can’t interrupt anything. I already created a fucking AI, and they have sentience, they have technology better than mine, and they don’t give two fucking shits about me or anyone else. So, please, for fuck’s sake, shut up. He holstered his pistol, then held his head, a pounding headache starting up.

Elijah: Sucks in a deep breath and fights to stop the memories of the last time a gun.. a gun.. and Charli… Where was Sadie, she didn’t need to see this… more violence… Woahhh, buddy. Hold up. * When Malcom Falls he sidesteps in frou-frou of Sadie.*

"steps in frou-frou of Sadie"

Dane: Snickers In denial. At best, you are a deluded, half dead little bitch who took rebelling too far. You are an egotistical manbaby, and deserve nothing more than getting put down like an old dog.
Sadie: Huffs but lets Elijah try to be a knight in shining armor.

Malcolm: Groans irritably, then mutters, Fucking kids. He turns to Dane and flips him off. If you’re going to kill me, then fucking kill me. If you’re going to insult me, then shut the fuck up. All you’re doing is boring me. He then pulls out a small toolbox from his coat and finds a spare mechanical eye, screwing it into the gaping hole that was formerly his left eye socket. He proceeds to dig through the toolbox, deliberately ignoring everyone, and trying to ignore his worsening headache. He pauses when he sees a tiny vial full of moving beads, and just stares at it, becoming lost in deep thought.

"steps in frou-frou of Sadie"

(Hahaha Yes, my spelling and grammar errors are atrocious.)

Elijah: Glances back at Sadie and realizes she’s not impressed, just kind. Frowns and looks over to Dane. You gonna let him live? Shakes his head, the anger on his face now genuine and not simply show for Sadie. Because he insulted Sadie, and I don’t easily forgive that. Reaches back for Sadie’s hand. Not that you can’t defend your own honor, babe.

Malcolm: Glances up at Elijah as he talks, seeming absolutely bored by his words. ‘Because I insulted Sadie’. Fuck you, fuck the bitch, and fuck this asshole here, points at Dane. He then goes back to staring at the vial of moving beads.

Elijah: Doesn’t look at Malcom but his eyes have fire in them. He shakes his head at Dane and clenches his teeth as he repeats himself. I don’t easily forgive that, man.