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𝓱̳ello , world . ⟢
@amnesiacheart.bsky.social
𝓱̳ow could an imitation ⟢f flesh
ever compare to even
the w͟a͟r͟m͟t͟h͟ of a bone ?

#ocrp  &͟&͟  mdni
  𓏲𝄢
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THIS IS 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋 , ꩜
THE HAND THAT TAKES .
⿴ THIS IS THE 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 ,
THE 𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿 THAT TAKES .
𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 IS THE HAND , ✦
THE HAND THAT
𝙏͟𝘼͟𝙆͟𝙀͟𝙎͟ . . .
standing to analyze the one before him, the android remained quiet. silence — he was used to the mechanical tact that came with it.

a smile again ; fonder this time as he slides his hand across the hero’s arm then to his hand, now gently holding it.

( /c. )
"Beauty can be in anythong. You just need to find it. And really im nothing special. I just do what i think is right. That's all."

[He said, looking down.]

"There is a reason i am mostly alone."

[He spoke. Barely above a whisper. There was something about that sentence. A great sadness.

++
❛ a hero... you really are someone greater than meets the eye. and a wordsmith at that -- i have never met a wordsmithing hero before. ❜

a small laugh, quiet and more - so kept to himself. he could only shake his head.

❛ true as that may be, i believe the unique one here is you. ❜

( /c. )
December 18, 2025 at 1:23 AM
❛ oho? so you can be cute, too. ❜

his definition of `cute` is entirely too dependent on the situation. oh well.

❛ hm! i'm tickled i managed to change your mind. and that was just one example, hehe. ❜
December 17, 2025 at 10:24 PM
hmm ... i'm hungry. will it be castrol oil or royal purple today?
December 17, 2025 at 10:07 PM
❛ just one? mm ... when they laugh... to harbor encompassing joy so grand you can't help but to let it out rather than in ... to share this happiness and infect others with it because it is meant to be shared. they treat laughter as if it is conversation, is that not endearing? ❜

what a romantic.
December 17, 2025 at 10:03 PM
❛ they are cute. this is fact, hardly opinion. ❜

one could make out the faintest pout, there was no dissuading him on this.

ah. that came as a surprise ; with a tilt of his head, only questions would come to mind.

❛ why is that? do you not enjoy their company? they are also quite cute. ❜
December 17, 2025 at 9:21 PM
❛ a hero... you really are someone greater than meets the eye. and a wordsmith at that -- i have never met a wordsmithing hero before. ❜

a small laugh, quiet and more - so kept to himself. he could only shake his head.

❛ true as that may be, i believe the unique one here is you. ❜

( /c. )
"Yes. I am a hero. I save people nowadays. It wasn't always the case, but i was never a villain."

[He said with a smile as more snow began to fall.]

"Snow is always so beautiful. Just like ice. It glistens in the light and it is always so unique. Just like people. Every person is uniwue in their+
he would hold the flake in awe, a smile faint on his lips. the mystery - man was right… it really wasn’t melting within the android’s grasps.

❛ that’s good to hear, then. what use are powers if they do more harm than good? thankfully, we have you to protect us. right? you seem the heroic type. ❜
December 17, 2025 at 1:04 PM
a little smile faintly renders his lip before he could help himself. possessed? that was funny.

he laughs, quick and brief.

❛ not fond of shoebills either? they’re quite cute… very cute for the matter. ah, i am. but i’m not looking for trouble. i am merely running errands. ❜
December 17, 2025 at 12:17 PM
in theory, the prospect of meat skewers paired with beer sounds absolutely lovely. however…

❛ that won’t be necessary — but really, thank you. this body of mine is not made to consume. ❜
“A sandwich? For me? And for free?”

He accepts it happily.

“Well then, I suppose I should pay you back with a nice meal then. How does some meat skewers and beer sound to you?”
his lips perk. ❛ just a soda is no good. you should get a snack. you look like you work hard, and how can you continue to work hard if you’re running on fumes? ❜ a pause. dutifully searching through his bags to take out a sandwich, a silent proceed into the other’s hands is all the android does.
December 17, 2025 at 12:03 PM
how does one even make a bird sound un-birdly? he won’t ask.

❛ my voicebank. ❜

brief stare.

❛ i press the button hidden on my forearm, which then activates my birdcall module. you don’t seem fond of the canary, maybe the shoebill will suffice? ❜
December 17, 2025 at 5:31 AM
he stops.

blink blink blink.

❛ but… ❜
December 17, 2025 at 5:15 AM
buajai.

whats his problem ............
December 17, 2025 at 1:35 AM
who’s talking over his birds? he’s trying to listen to their sweetness.

he’ll just turn up the volume, then.
December 17, 2025 at 1:28 AM
has been quite fond of birds as of recent.

he even took to downloading a soundboard of over 10,000 bird noises onto his module.

don’t mind him. he’s merely and only 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 playing a canary’s birdcall over and over and over again.
December 17, 2025 at 1:13 AM
he would hold the flake in awe, a smile faint on his lips. the mystery - man was right… it really wasn’t melting within the android’s grasps.

❛ that’s good to hear, then. what use are powers if they do more harm than good? thankfully, we have you to protect us. right? you seem the heroic type. ❜
"I assume i was born with them. I've had them since i was eight, and nothing special happened.

I knew as my body grew colder with each passing day, and i didn't seem to mind.

And no. It doesn't hurt me in the slightest."

[He said smiling and handing the snpwflake over gently.]
he had always been so soft with his ways, if not eager to learn. his earnest cadence proving that an entourage of questions is bound to come.

❛ were you born with these powers? ❜

then, he slowly reaches out to touch the snowflake.

❛ how did you know you had them? and… does it hurt you? ❜
December 17, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐆͟𝐄͟𝐍͟𝐓͟𝐋͟𝐘͟ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄 .
December 16, 2025 at 9:53 PM
his lips perk. ❛ just a soda is no good. you should get a snack. you look like you work hard, and how can you continue to work hard if you’re running on fumes? ❜ a pause. dutifully searching through his bags to take out a sandwich, a silent proceed into the other’s hands is all the android does.
“It’s my last coin for the day, unfortunately,” the civilian office worker replied, “And frankly, I was gonna buy a soda with it while I walked home. I’d pay for it with a bill, but this machine that I went to wouldn’t accept them.”
December 16, 2025 at 4:50 PM
he had always been so soft with his ways, if not eager to learn. his earnest cadence proving that an entourage of questions is bound to come.

❛ were you born with these powers? ❜

then, he slowly reaches out to touch the snowflake.

❛ how did you know you had them? and… does it hurt you? ❜
"No, it won't. My ice and snow only melts when i allow it to do so. Or if i go unconcious."

[He said with a gentle smile.]

"You must have questions, no? Dont be afraid to ask. Im an open book."
powers? cyrokinesis? more and more questions arise, but he never knew when it was appropriate to prod. still — he can’t help the stars in his eyes, unadulterated and unabashed. a wonderstruck glance at the other, yet his hand makes no movement toward the snow …

❛ will it melt if i touch it… ? ❜
December 16, 2025 at 4:39 PM
powers? cyrokinesis? more and more questions arise, but he never knew when it was appropriate to prod. still — he can’t help the stars in his eyes, unadulterated and unabashed. a wonderstruck glance at the other, yet his hand makes no movement toward the snow …

❛ will it melt if i touch it… ? ❜
[The other chuckled as one landed in his hands. Holding it out for the other to grasp.]

"Yes. Created by my own powers. Cyrokinesis."

[He said calmly and warmly. Despire his body temperature this man was incredible kind.]
inquisitive, the android could only answer the other’s question with his own. a light tilt of his head begged curiosity as watchful eyes fixated upon the gleaming flakes.

❛ pretty … are these snowflakes? ❜

already, he seemed to have forgotten what the stranger asked.
December 16, 2025 at 4:16 PM
blink, blink. he supposes his temperature regulator is still turned off in his chasm… but it’s getting chilly — too chilly. he would rather pass than experience what humans went through during such a wintry time…

❛ actually! i am quite warm. ❜

a pause.

❛ are you cold? ❜
@amnesiacheart.bsky.social

❝ Goodness, you're positively freezing-! ❞
December 16, 2025 at 4:10 PM
in the midst of grocery shopping, he stumbled upon a curious sight. he can only wonder to himself what would the other done if the coin truly did get lost within the sewer drain? what a funny thought.

❛ you’re not usually 𝘶𝘯-lucky, are you? it’s just a coin … ❜
@amnesiacheart.bsky.social

“Heh, almost lost it there for a second,” he mutters to himself as he caught coin that almost rolled into a sewer drain, “I guess luck’s on my side today.”
December 16, 2025 at 4:05 PM
inquisitive, the android could only answer the other’s question with his own. a light tilt of his head begged curiosity as watchful eyes fixated upon the gleaming flakes.

❛ pretty … are these snowflakes? ❜

already, he seemed to have forgotten what the stranger asked.
"And who might you be @amnesiacheart.bsky.social?"

[The man asked as snow was falling around him. Small beautifull flakes of snow.]
December 16, 2025 at 3:39 PM
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October 13, 2025 at 5:11 PM
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"Id let the world freeze over before i loose to the likes of ypu. So give me your all."

❄️ an ice powered man
❄️ dispatch oc
❄️muse is 29
❄️18+ mdni
December 13, 2025 at 12:16 PM
THIS IS 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋 , ꩜
THE HAND THAT TAKES .
⿴ THIS IS THE 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 ,
THE 𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿 THAT TAKES .
𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 IS THE HAND , ✦
THE HAND THAT
𝙏͟𝘼͟𝙆͟𝙀͟𝙎͟ . . .
December 16, 2025 at 3:04 PM