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commbowman · 2 months
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Partly based on both Alien and The Last of Us. Following a previous draft where everyone makes it to Jupiter, but their end goal is Europa, much like the Tsien. Instead of finding mostly harmless creatures from the depths, they instead find vicious parasites that feed off of other organisms. This won’t end well...
It had been decided, long before they reached their destination, that only two of the five astronauts would make the first landing on Europa. Whitehead and Poole, as a geophysicist and a biologist, respectively, were to take a pod to the surface of the icy moon and send observations to the others.
It had been going well. Frank had been ecstatic. But when something broke through the ice, a creature beyond imagination, he found he couldn’t leave fast enough.
“Something’s just broken through the ice!” He shouted.
There was a buzz on the other end of the line, the other three and Hal all clamouring for answers. What did it look like? What was it doing? Was he far enough away to observe it safely or should they prepare for his return?
As if in slow motion, Frank watched as the giant, tentacled, sharp-toothed monster bit into his coworker. Whitehead twitched and struggled, ragged breathing the only sound he could make.
Frank was close to the pod still, and had it open in record time. He looked back to see if Peter could be saved, and saw that the other had miraculously fought his way out of the killer’s grasp.
Whitehead stumbled to the pod as the creature disappeared beneath the freezing water again, and Frank rushed to help him aboard. He lifted off as fast as possible, simultaneously repressurizing the pod and guiding it back to the Discovery.
“I’m going to try to remove it.”
The whole crew was gathered round the table in the pod bay, where Frank had made a makeshift surgical suite.
What he had thought were teeth were actually some kind of toxic barb, and Whitehead had been covered in them. If it wasn’t the slow depressurization of his suit that killed him on the way back, it was whatever the mystery substance those monsters had injected him with.
There was also the issue of a leech-like creature, a living part of the bigger animal, stuck to the dead astronaut’s neck. Before they froze his body, they’d try to remove the little sucker and study it… and hopefully bring it back home if it survived long enough.
“One, two-!”
Frank pulled, gloved hands slick with something, and wrenched the leech from its host. There was a spurt of blood, and the thing wailed and flung itself around, trying desperately to hang on to something living.
“Get that thing away from me!” Jack yelped. He jumped back, accidentally shoving Victor closer. It swiped at him, unable to hang on but succeeding in drawing blood. It then turned back to gnawing on the big rubber gloves that surrounded it.
While Hal kept a constant feed of the ship stored in its expanding memory there were few times he was actually requested to archive footage. In this case he was asked to isolate the feed in the makeshift surgical suite and record. It would make writing the account easier and serve as an appropriate backup in case the specimen was lost.
Hal himself was morbidly optimistic about the creature, its slug like form fascinated him greatly. While the dead of the astronaut greatly upset him he thought better of it- it was not for nothing as his body had brought back a being of great study.
Dave did not share in the computers optimism. He stuck to the middle of the small group collected about the table with his arms crossed firmly across his chest. He did not like the idea of any of them being close to it. Of it being on the ship at all. While they had the means to contain it the prospect of unknown life was not as promising as he had thought it to be back on earth.
It happened fast. Blood. Hands and the gnashing of teeth.
“Shit!”
He gripped Jack by the back of his neck shoving him off to the side of the room, choking on his curses. He turns- Victors bleeding but the bite isn’t as notable as the hole bore into the neck of Whitehead.
“Kimball- your mess. You bandage. Measure first.”He shoved bandages and a camera into the man’s hands, ignoring how they trembled.
The creature thrashed against its rubber prison mindlessly. Unable to last without a host the leech shriveled within minutes of detachment, the exact timing of which recorded by Hal.
“Do you think you can get your information out of that thing?”
Prepared for the idea of alien life but not the hostility of it. There were no defenses and no reason to return to the icy moon. They’d have to be satisfied with what they had.
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the-solar-system52 · 12 days
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YES DAVE, I READ YOU.
Reference:
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this moment is everything to me
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viv-weylin · 3 months
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A SPACE ODYSSEY TUMBLR SIMULATOR
[FOR CONTEXT, the book mentions that the events of the Discovery have become a "classic" of sorts which implies there is a fandom in universe for the Discovery...]
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🚀 davidbowmankinnie follow
Happy 100 years since the Discovery Mission!
🔴 hal10000 follow
can't believe it's been 100 years... it felt like just yesterday!
🎂 discovery-logs-outofcontext follow
rb with your favorite thing about the fandom. I'll go first. i found my best friend irl because I saw she was reading the Discovery Manuscript. She's a really big Hal fan and I love Sal a lot. We are hal & sal irl...
💾 heywoodslefttoe follow
i kin dated someone as frank/dave in middle school. It ended bad.
📼 chandradeservedbetter follow
LOL do you remember the Hal Plushie incident?
🪽 halleyscomet follow
The WHAT NOW?
🌐 halmanpoole-shipper follow
DO NOT TALK ABOUT THE HAL PLUSHIE.
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💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
I CANNOT STAND HAL APOLOGISTS IM SORRY 💀 HE LITERALLY KILLED FOUR PEOPLE.
🔦 kaminskyy follow
Ofc its a frankdave shipper. Your fucking username IS FRANK DAVE ANAL SEX.
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
Your fav has zero fucking lines in the book but ok 📸 ur literally a murderer apologist 😭😭
🔴 hal10000 follow
GOD shut up its not a book theyre real people. Hal also like?? Was going thru fucking psychosis but ok then... did you read the second mission??
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
You're a hal kinnie dni.
🧮 zeniiiia follow
Don't interact with op they've doxxed like seven people.
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
BLOCKED 🤣
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📀 legendofthediscovery follow
Just updated my newest fic! It's a hal/dave/frank fic, has 15 chapters and is a post canon fix-it!
💡chandras-son follow
GODDD THE HAL/SAL/CHANDRA INTERACTION IN THE NEWEST CHAP IS SO CUTE... OP I AM DYINGGG
📀 legendofthediscovery follow
I AM A HUGE FAN OF YOUR ART... IM HAPPY YOU LIKE IT. YOU INSPIRED A LOT OF THE CHANDRA FAMILY MOMENTS 🩷
💡chandras-son follow
CAN WE BE MUTUALS
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🔎 dave-bowwman follow
Happy anniversary to my bfs @frankk-pooole and @ hal-loween. Couldn't do it without you guys
📺 betty-to-her-helena follow
Omg you guys are relationship goals...
🔎 dave-bowwman follow
THANK YOU <3
🎞 helena-to-her-betty follow
we neeeed to do that double date sometime.
〽️ frankk-pooole follow
YESS!! hal would also love it. Hes next to me btw.
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🧿 monolithic-loser follow
the monolith is SO UNDERRATED.
🥏 tanya-heywood follow
🤝 I FELT THAT MY FAV IS LITERALLY TANYA NO ONE KNOWS HER AND MY RAREPAIR IS TANYA/HEYWOOD
🦾 hetty follow
Mine is betty/helena... no one even KNOWS OF THEM. SAPPHIC SHIPS DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER??
📽 sal-amander follow
> My favorite is Sal. I wish people talked about her more.
🤖 discoverydotcom follow
Petition to make the fandom less weird about the women in the book...
🔴 hal10000 follow
IT ISNT A BOOK.
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🪐 jupiterreal follow
my god... its full of stars... I THINK ABOUT THAT ENDING SO MUCH. FUCKKKKKKKKK.
💾 heywoodslefttoe follow
IN THE SEQUEL HE COMES BACK BUT LIKE AS A WEIRD GHOST...
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goddd wanna hear my headcanon ?? I hc he saved hal and they're living together as ghosts.
🔴 hal10000 follow
Bro you're reaching so hard for that ending.
🤖 discoverydotcom follow
LET ME DREAAAAAM
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☀️ apolloeleven follow
Transmasc!David Bowman is real and in this essay...
〽️ frankk-pooole follow
REAL... i know dave trust me.
🌐 halmanpoole-shipper follow
Frank and dave transmasc and agender hal is canon
🔦 kaminskyy follow
REALL. T4T4A or something
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🦾 hetty follow
Looking at the Discovery RPF tag is SO FUNNY. It's halman porn, davefrank angst, chandra found family and THEN THE MOST SOUL CRUSHING HELENA/BETTY POST CANON FIC EVER... going sooo insane
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🔴 hal10000 follow
Sorry we left your boyfriend in space... yea.. hes floating out there for eternity..
🔦 kaminskyy follow
Sometimes i wonder what the irl discovery crew & lenonov crew would think if they saw this.
🔴 hal10000 follow
They'd have a fucking heart attack.
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
LOL
🔴 hal10000 follow
Didnt you block me?
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
Im not a pussy it was a bit jfc
🔴 hal10000 follow
What did i do to you oh my god
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
Wanna make out
🔴 hal10000 follow
?????????
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🎰 discovery-alerts follow
HEYWOOD KNOWS ABOUT THE HALFRANK FIC
💾 frankdaveanalsex follow
HUH????
🤖 discoverydotcom follow
NO WHAT THE FUCK NOT THAT ONE???
📺 betty-to-her-helena follow
HOW DID HE FIND THAT?
DOES HE READ DISCOVERY RPF..... NOOOO????
🛸 tsiiiiiiiien follow
OUgh
🛸 tsien follow
SAME PROFILE PIC LOL
Also. WHAT GHE FUCK.
🪽 halleyscomet follow
Whats the halfrank fic?
☀️ apollotwelve follow
You sweet summer child...
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eliezersaul · 11 months
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Just what do you think you're playing, Dave? 🚀🎹🪐
Dr. Dave Bowman playing a digital piano aboard the USS Discovery One before disconnecting HAL 9000.
Some reddit users have speculated he was playing "Also Sprach Zarathustra" by Richard Strauss... Hmmm... Interesting.
Taken from 2001: A Space Odyssey unseen/deleted scenes. Image property of its owner(s).
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fictionkinfessions · 10 months
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“HAL 9000 is evil, a monument to mankind’s foolish hubris and a reflection of the inherent nature of conscious beings to lie-“
excuse me for being manipulated into psychologically torturing myself with conflicting motives by the United States government!!!! anyways I ADORE my spouses Dave and Frank and we have a lovely adopted daughter now. hello little star if you are reading this I love you.
- Hal Chandra-Bowman-Poole (2001 ASO fictive, #💾🪐
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theclaravoyant · 2 years
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Pride Month Challenge 2022
This year I will be undertaking the Pride Month Challenge 2022 being hosted by @lgbtincomics​ (see challenge post here) - open to characters/content from all media this year!
This post will turn into a ‘master post’ for edits as they are posted. I will mostly be making edits/aesthetics/moodboards, though I may try my hand at an art or two.... Feel free to make suggestions of canon lgbt+ characters you’d like to see me try my hand at!
Our Flag Means Death ❤️ - Edward “Blackbeard” Teach 🧡 - Jim Jimenez 💚 - Stede Bonnet 🍉 - Lucius Spriggs 🌊- Oluwande Boodhari
Doctor Who 💛 - Thirteenth Doctor 💖 - Yasmin Khan ⭐️✨ - Clara Oswald 🪐- Bill Potts 911 Lone Star 💙 - Carlos Reyes 🖤 - Paul Strickland 🤍 - TK Strand
Sex Education 💜 - Cal Bowman 💫 - Lily Igleheart
Schitt’s Creek 🌹 - David Rose 🎶🎵 - Patrick Brewer
Heartstopper 🌻- Elle Argent 🌷- Charlie Spring 🍍- Darcy Olsson ☀️- Nick Nelson Derry Girls 🌈 - Clare Devlin Lucifer ♠️♥️♣️♦️ - Lucifer Morningstar 🦄 - Eve ❤️‍🔥 - Mazikeen Stranger Things 🎨 - Will Byers
One Day At a Time 🌺- Elena Alvarez
Avatar/Legend of Korra ❄️ - Korra 🌸 - Asami Sato
Abbott Elementary 🏳️‍🌈- Jacob Hill
Gentleman Jack 💌 - Anne Lister
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commbowman · 20 days
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“I feel like the floor of a taxi cab.”
I’m not letting go of annoying ghost frank sorry 😂 two minutes after Dave disconnects Hal, he gets a call over the radio. Frank can be quiet when he’s alive, but the second he dies he can’t shut up. Go figure. - @frankpooleunofficial
The man sat on the floor in front of the hatch, screwdriver still gripped in his gloved hand. His breathing was heavy and mechanical as he forced it into a regular pattern. His lungs still adjusting after mere seconds in the airlock, he was trained to be able to hold his breath for over a minute though it was still rough to come back from. He could remember holding his breath underwater as a boy, lounging at the bottom of the pool like some sort of crocodile. When he arose he’d spend most of his time flat on the pool deck learning to breathe again.
He went to wipe his eyes only to find his arm met with his helmet. God… the radio within popped and fizzled to life. He’d almost expected it to be Hal back from the dead and ready for revenge— see how he likes his brain being picked apart. No. Hal wasn’t like that.
The voice that had come through was unexpected and absolutely inane. “What?” Dave laughed, always more of a chuckle than a guffaw, he clutched his stomach.
“N-no I’m serious, what do you mean by that… I…” he looked around him. At the white padded walls of the upper floors, the panels and separate control consoles.
He was alone.
“You’re losing it, Davey…” he muttered to himself as he went to stand.
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commbowman · 26 days
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“You know, it wasn’t too long ago when me wearing a sexy outfit would get an immediate response from you.”
Frank is being stupid and flirting with Halman. Bro, it’s been 1000 years. Give the guy a minute.
Realized I forgot to tag before oops @frankpooleunofficial
Halman stood there stupidly in the center of Frank’s apartment. It wasn’t clear if he had heard him or not. He just stared with an almost confused expression as if they weren’t sure what they were feeling. The being provided no indication of intelligence.
It’s lips part.
Thousand year old feelings stir up inside of them, strange and new. It was hard to control. Forgotten desire lingered on the back of his tongue.
“You… it…looks good.”
It seemed to have forgotten what it meant to tease.
They glided across the room to him, wide eyed — enough as they could make themselves. It could only hope that its reaction back then was held with a bit more grace than now.
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commbowman · 4 months
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Finally beat Hal at a game of chess the other day, were no longer talking.
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commbowman · 3 months
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Prompts for comfortable intimacy: guide and tie.
(The tie will come later lmao. Also I hope you don’t mind that I chose these prompts 😳)
- @frankpooleunofficial
It was one of the busiest gatherings of the year, and Frank had decided that it was getting boring.
Sure, he appreciated the generous donations from politicians to the state space program, but it was more of the same thing all the time. The next big bank-breaking mission hadn’t been announced yet, but Poole was forced to be there instead of just being invited, so he assumed it must be the night. Oh well; he could have fun and avoid the press until after all that was said and done.
Suddenly, an obnoxious voice pierced his sense of tranquility, and he saw Dave Bowman cornered by a group of chattering older men. Some people obviously can’t take a hint, he thought. At least I can read a face when I try.
He decided his new mission was to get Dave the hell out of there, then sneak out for a bit. He’d come back just before the board began its speeches.
“Hey! Hope I’m not missing out on too much,” he teased.
“No, not at all,” said one of the men.
“Nope, we’re just making conversation.”
“Good,” he started. “Well, I hope you boys don’t mind if I steal your buddy here, do ya? I need help finding something and I think he saw where I put it.”
Frank moved in beside Dave. He could practically hear the other’s teeth grinding.
“Oh, you go ahead! We won’t keep you two.” Thank god.
“Thanks,” Frank slipped his hand around his friend’s waist and pulled him through the crowd, guiding him through a horde of people dressed in fancy evening gowns and pressed suits.
They made it to the front of house with few witnesses, and Frank slipped into the coat check without a sound. Dave was still following, and he squinted as they entered the dark room.
He never minded gatherings like this, there was decent food and sometimes a good conversation or two. Sure, most of it was begging for money but he found a way to get something out of it.
All that was required of him was to be nice and answer a question or two if they really needed him. One of many. Except lately he had been gaining so notoriety, and don’t get him wrong he likes it. As much as anyone would when their hard work pays off with attention, as much as anyone in the field ones their five minutes of fame. But he wasn’t expecting the downside so soon.
They swarmed him.
His gaze locks onto Frank, the first young face he’d seen for the better part of an hour. He made his eyes large in the universal symbol - help me -. His smile grew faker for the rest of the group, harder to maintain without breaking his jaw.
Oh darn! Looks like I’m needed elsewhere. Aw shucks fellas…
“Oh that’s right, I know just where it is,”
He’s helping.
Stop helping.
Move.
Dave moved as quickly as he was directed to. Swift and infinitely grateful for the escape. All the tension left his shoulders as they maneuvered through the well dressed crowd.
“Thanks for saving me out there,” he said in the dark of the coat room. Dripping with relief, he grabs at one of the coat racks to ground himself as his eyes adjust.
“You’re my hero,” he chuckles.
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commbowman · 19 days
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“I want you to concentrate,”
Hey you know that time when Dave thought his oxygen was gonna run out before he got back? How he cited this as one of the only times in his adult life when he had known true panic? 😁👍 @frankpooleunofficial
In the back of his mind he was well aware of reality, this was an exercise and he was far safer than he’d ever be again. He knew that if he just kept going he would reach safety, this thing would be lugged off of him and it would be over with. He’d succeed and carry on with his day.
That tiny sliver of reality whispered and died in the back of his mind. All logic was overtaken by instinct. His pulse quickened, his breath shortened despite lack of the availability. His eyes, already naturally large, widened to a terrifying extent.
David looked more like a raving animal than a man, lacking control over himself. That being such a rare occasion in itself scared him beyond reason.
“Oh god,” the young man helped in response. He was nearly there if he had bothered to look.
Concentrate?!
No, this was it.
His body told him it was over.
He resisted the urge to thrash knowing he’d only injure himself or those he could no longer see around him. Humans are animals no matter how they try to distance themselves. They would just as soon thrash and gnaw off their leg if stuck in a trap.
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commbowman · 2 months
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Pinned: @frankpooleunofficial
Frank was never interested in caving, or diving, or any other activity that could lead to him being trapped in a small space. He was mildly claustrophobic, and quite enjoyed the freedom that extravehicular work gave him; where could he possibly be trapped in open space?
He had been working on removing the second AE-35 unit from the antenna system atop Discovery when the light behind him shifted. He turned as fast as he could in the zero-gravity environment, coming face-to-face with the hulking body of the EVA pod. Had it come untethered? Why were the engines running at full thrust?
He barely had time to yell — he couldn’t move out of the way in time — and the clawed hand pushed him back against the exterior of the ship. He was pinned. There was immense pressure on his chest, maybe he had broken a rib. He was pinned… but alive.
Dave seemed to blink and miss the entire event, so comically fast that he hadn’t had the time to raise so much as a finger. The pod must’ve come undone or there was a problem with its boosters. He had to remind himself there was a reason they checked all the equipment each day. What looked fine could easily turn out not to be. This was proof of that.
“Frank! Do you read me?! Do you read me,” his voice was tense, nearing a shout. He whips his hand across himself, unbuckling and now slumped over the console.
“Can you tell me what happened?”
He swaps the cameras trying to get a read of the situation, the pod only giving him a swath of yellow. The only reason he could maintain himself was the faint, strained, sound of breathing on the line.
“Okay, what about you, Hal? Can you tell me what happened… do I need to come out there or can you regain control?”
Only half listening Dave slipped the gloves on over his hands connecting it with the rest of the suit. He stood, floated, half between the chair and the access way waiting for a response.
He repeated only when necessary, slipping into an unthinking, automatic response. The perfect mixture of adrenaline and procedure. He would come to once he had Frank back inside.
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commbowman · 2 months
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@halgorithmictendencies
"Good—"
A loud crash halted his speech, as he tried to process the sudden input.
Hal's voice softly emanated from his fixed position on the wall, speaking in his usual manner, despite the scene before them.
"..I apologize, Dave. I did not intend to startle you."
The lights dimmed slightly, as if to appear more gentle. The toolbox that left a small dent in the wall of the ship slowly floated upwards, small nails in baggies flying across the room.
He found it curious, for Dave was hardly ever this jumpy. In fact, he would've expected this odd behavior from almost anyone but Dave. Hal carefully observed him in his wide lens, trying to recall whether he had shown any previous signs of distress.
“Don’t worry about it,” he sighed.
Dave felt his face flush hot with embarrassment, his arms held out at his stomach as if they were still holding the tool box.
Slowly, he reached out and grabbed the box before it got too far away from him. Scrambling after the nails like a child after breaking a piñata. The only thing saving him from utter humiliation being that he had gotten himself back under control.
“I’m just a little out of it today,” he sounded surprised at this. “That’s all.”
Dave turned to the nearest lens and gave it a small smile, attempting to be reassuring. He then turned to the dent trying to rub it out or get a feel for what damage he’d caused, beyond that to his ego.
None of this was like him. He supposed it was due to the discussions being had lately, the strange little details. Any small shift from what he had come to see as routine and he went a bit stir crazy. He could remind himself how improper and dangerous it was to get like this all he wanted but not even he could bend the uncertainty of human nature.
“You can raise the lights back, it’s alright.”
Always observant…
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commbowman · 2 months
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@halgorithmictendencies - ask game [scar]
I don't really know what this would fall under,, but Hal has a physical form. I would assumeee, they are not on the Discovery.. And whether or not they are in a romantic relationship is up to you :)
Hal paused, carefully leaning into Dave to get a better look at his shoulder. He slowly lifted an arm to point to a specific spot, raising his head ever so slightly to meet Dave's eyes.
"What's that?"
He asked softly, innocently referring to the rather large scar that began just after Dave's collar bone. It wasn't like he observed Dave without his shirt on very often, so he had simply never seen it before. Hal was also not very good at matching up his knowledge to real life examples, so he failed to differentiate the mark between a scar, wound, or tattoo. He wondered silently if he should be concerned, thousands of possibilities running through his mind within mere seconds.
“Bad, huh?” He hummed, tossing the shirt across the room towards the closet. He shivered, just slightly, as Hal’s hand neared it. It felt like touching tv static, warm and fuzzy.
The scar was noticeable despite having been faded by time, running from below his collarbone into his armpit. Partially obscured by chest hair. He glanced down at it and then back to the other.
“I was a bit of a reckless youth,” he chuckled, putting his hand to the computers arm to assure him it was old.
“I don’t remember why I did it, but I tried to go over a chain link fence as a teenager. Got caught on it pretty bad.”
He moved then to go grab the shirt up off the floor and change it. Dave was acutely aware of how Hal was looking at him, observing. He didn’t see him like this very often after all. He felt his face flush.
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commbowman · 1 month
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Key to writing Dave is that you have to understand that he is just a guy™️. Just a guy who is good at his job and thus is boring.
Is he severely traumatized before the events even begin? Yes but it’s in a way that informs him and his actions more than the actual story itself and there’s… ough
There’s simultaneously so much there and nothing there. He’s just a regular guy— like he’ll go home, make dinner, watch TV and go to bed. He doesn’t exactly have some huge mystical everyday you know? Idk
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commbowman · 4 months
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Been told it’s very unsettling when I appear out of nothing. Noted, but I cannot help it.
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