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// AAAAAH i am sorry i have not been on this blog as much- I am still here no worries owo i have school so that's a thing but i will get to replies soon! my apologies! //
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The commander gave the other a condescending smile as he spotted a couple guests leaving, likely in fear of the Occupation. Pavel followed the host, shoving a few others out of his way whilst guards tagged along and imitated him.
"Yes, yes very interesting," The program froze, then tilted his head ominously to one side while grinning maniacally; concerning others was something he did very well. "You may call me Pavel- Commander Pavel." Behind him, the guards took a step back.
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Oh dear. How uneasy he felt.  Red circuits and a sly expression that could only hold deception. He must be part of the Occupation. Certainly one who embraced the Luminary’s order. The Entertainer knew this was a visiting member of the Occupation, and he hoped that they would just be here for a short time. Still, he would be a gracious Host.  "Greetings, Program. Welcome to the End of Line." he smiled, approaching the new face, "May I offer you a glass of our finest energy?"
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// I JUST CALLED MY CAT PAVEL AH SHIT WHOOPS //
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get to know your dash:
a. name/nickname
b. sign
c. gender identity
d. sexual orientation
e. relationship status
f. underage?
g. any mental/physical illness
h. favorite quote
i. favorite youtube channel
j. how do you show affection?
k. what do you blacklist (if anything)?
l. do you have a music tag?
m. thoughts on social media and how it's effected our culture?
n. what do you feel very strongly about?
o. do you look for close bonds or do you like to befriend many?
p. any hobbies you'd like to try?
q. do you ship? what was your first ship? do you have a theme with pairings?
r. do you believe your otp is what you are subconsciously looking for in a relationship?
s. are you more of a negative or positive person?
t. do you miss anyone?
u. do you have any platonic crushes?
v. do you have any holiday traditions?
w. happiest moments this year
x. saddest moments this year
y. new year's resolution
z. post a selfie
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Ask my character the weirdest thing you can think of.
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The rat spotted the other approaching and angled his face towards him, but did not change the position of his form. Pavel's hands were folded gracefully behind his back and he stood in a lost manner in the midst of the establishment. 
"Certainly." Pavel grinned maniacally as he responded; the commander knew when others were uncomfortable, for he'd spent many cycles in his "office" playing with the emotions of curfew violators ant other such criminals. 
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Oh dear. How uneasy he felt.  Red circuits and a sly expression that could only hold deception. He must be part of the Occupation. Certainly one who embraced the Luminary’s order. The Entertainer knew this was a visiting member of the Occupation, and he hoped that they would just be here for a short time. Still, he would be a gracious Host.  "Greetings, Program. Welcome to the End of Line." he smiled, approaching the new face, "May I offer you a glass of our finest energy?"
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Send me three names + a number...
fuck, marry, kill
marry, cuddle, sleep with
fuck, take a bullet for, murder
adopt, be adopted by, marry 
(TW!) be a slave to, be your slave, sell to a slave market
kill, betray, have on your zombie apocalypse team
seduce, steal from, serenade
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He did not move quick enough. The disc slashed through part of his mask, which the part shattered away.
Crap. He quickly tried to hide his exposed face.
Pavel widened his eyes, grinning maniacally as he shivered slightly.
"Well, look what we have here! A mechanic; I've seen your face before- oh, that's right! You're Paige's little Romeo, hmm?" His optics narrowed to slits, "I wonder how she would react if she found out that her precious friend was masquerading as Tron!"
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"I'm serious too! It isn't my job to clean up your messes, now you can beg me all you want or you can wait patiently!" 
☎ (for Paige)
Pavel knew who was calling and what it was about, but he decided it would frustrate her more if he played “innocent”. 
"Oh, Paige don’t even try begging! I know you may hate me, but don’t blame me for all your mistakes!” If only she could see his maniacal grin from behind that phone
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"Looking forward to none of your business!" The regal program narrowed his eyes and directed his attention to her form. "You shouldn't be one to talk, iso; how did you save yourself from CLU, hmm? I'm surprised he let you live!" Pavel contorted his face into a twisted smile as he gazed at her visage. 
  "How…. kind of you, though I really should be-” a hand lay upon his form, and Pavel’s eyes darkened with hatred, “If you insist! Though I really hope this won’t drag on, I was looking forward to…” It was pointless trying to finish his sentence, for the commander was already being steered in the opposite direction. Folding his hands neatly behind his back, Pavel glanced in the direction of his destination; he really needed to get back to that  friend of his. If he were to make a move on the monarchy, he would need a silent helper…. 
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The king’s large optics displayed no emotion as he watched the scene before him. Pavel was laughing quietly to himself, for heavens knows why; beside him, Paige was deep in thought. As the explaination ended, Tesler began to clap slowly, his aged face bearing a condescending emotion.
“Now that was creative. Tell me something, if I were to aid you, what would you promise me in return? It’s an awful lot to ask from me and I expect a reward.” The enormous king crossed his sleeved arms, his jewelry swaying as if in the wind. Paige glanced nervously at the prisoner before speaking to Tesler, making sure she chose her words carefully.
“Your majesty, the reward is our lives; you can’t just let these things ravage the universe planet after planet! We must lend some of our strength to the-“
“Silence! These damn rebels are using up a lot of my resources, the wretches climb over the walls and steal from our kingdom, then injure my guards! I’m already fighting a war!” Tesler leaned over her, and Paige seemed to shrink. She stared past the king and the prince, and silently swore; If they won’t help, then I will. 
Sem did not want to reveal his origin just yet, however the circumstances were stacked against him. He was silently grateful these humans had not stripped him of his armor, despite it barring no immediate threat. He wondered why; what purpose did this giant king and his sniveling minions have for him? 
Carefully, with the grace of a practiced soldier, he pealed back the mesh of his arm fold to reveal a metallic bracelet. With a swift flick of his wrist, the device let up with a bright blue color and a holographic sphere burst into existence. It danced brightly, fluttering with digital life in the dank space of the prison cell. If these creatures wanted the truth, he would give it to them regardless of what fate it held for him. Sem was never one to tell a lie.
"This is my home world. Dynon. Fifth planet to our sun, nestled within the Blue Cluster. In space faring terms, we are practically galactic neighbors. I left there two years ago to travel in High Valor, hoping to find intelligent lifeforms such as yourselves." The blue hologram shifted into a display of liquid folds then reformed to display a wire mesh map of a being similar to Sem, but smaller and rounder. Upon her head was a formal head dress, singling her position as a High Prophet among her people.
"The Prophet Sinax, our leader, sent me out into the blackness so that I may find a society such as yours. In hopes that you would hear our call for help." Once again, the hologram shifted and displayed a monstrous alien creature, insect-like and towering over the wire mesh of Sinax. It's jaw was split in four different places and green slime oozed from its screeching mouth.
"It's only been ten years since our people have been liberated, and yet we are under attack once more. The Zetma are raining upon our world like a vile plague. They are hideous insect people, with a taste for Allderian blood." Sem's wrist device deactivated, leaving the cell room quiet and dark once more. Sem turned his eyes on Tesler. The bore a warning.
"I will not beg for my life, but I will tell you this - that if you're ignorant enough to keep me here, the Zetma will reach this world within five years. They are coming. They want every fertile world in this galaxy for themselves..." he stepped back, taking a moment to observe their facial expressions. "They will kill and enslave us all. I am not here to fight. I am here to extend my alliance..." Sem waited, his eyes locked with Tesler's.
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Drop me a ★ if you want me to write a starter so we can RP
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// sonuvaglitch and kira-programofnowhere thanks for the tag!!! ^^ i have already done the meme, though! : )  //
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Grunting as cold snow touched the back of his neck, the commander knelt down and scooped up a handful of slush, then hurled it at the other. Snow was falling lightly from the dark sky, and several guards approached the two, but they seemed confused.
"Is something..  wrong?" An armored guard addressed both of them cautiously. 
A lithe figure stepped out from around the corridor, a mischievous gleam within her eye. With a smile she shouted and tossed a ball of white fluff his way. "Hey Pavel!" A giggle escaping her as she tossed it.
During this time, Pavel had been lurking suspiciously through the city, allowing the dark to engulf his body. From what seemed like nowhere, a ball of downy, white substance hit him in the face. Turning around swiftly, he spotted a shape.
"Now, now! Throwing isn’t nice!” Scowling, Pavel knelt down to pick up the object, and tossed it weakly back to the other.
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Laughing, as if crazed, the commander brought his disc down in attempt to smash the barrier between his optics and the Renegade's visage. 
  Beck moved back, readying his disc.
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