“Hello, dearie. Have you seen a girl with fire in her hair and magic in her eyes go past this way? She usually has a white horse with her,” the shorter woman asked the redhead.
“Oh, I might need to specify,” she giggled. “Her hair is not literally fire. I’m being poetic.”
“Ummm… well, I mean I know magic… and my hair is kinda fiery looking. I don’t have a white horse unfortunately.” Sunset said, her voice laced with confusion. “Do you know the person’s name that you’re looking for?”
“I never said I don’t want or need friends, I just don’t want my old ones in my life anymore.” Sunset told the ball. “Wait… what are you?”
“That’s by far one of the calmer ways I’ve been asked that. Usually there’s cursing involved.” The core said, slight praise in his vocal processor. “Long story short I’m Terry, an AI from a company called aperture science from an another dimension that travels other worlds to talk to beings of interest. Congrats, you made the list.” He joked.
“Really?” Sunset asked with a raised brow. “And just why is my life so interesting to you?” She said curiously.
“A former student of a effectively a lesser god who has been on a power trip in an alternate universe, humbled by the power of friendship, is left abandoned by those said friends and has to figure out where to go from there. what’s there not to be interested in? Especially when in the prime universe you’re still friends and all is peachy keen for the most part.”
“Good for her, I guess.” Sunset said with a sneer. “Also, that’s… scarily accurate. How exactly do you know so much about me?”
“Using the technology that allows me to travel to other universes, I can view the events happening in the universe, past and present, without having to directy interfere. Cool right?”
What he didn’t tell her was that in universes where she’s just a work of fiction, he read up her entries in various wikis.
“Yeah, that is.” Sunset said with a small grin. “Wait… so you’ve seen everything I’ve done?” She asked, her eyes growing wide.
“If you’re referring to you’re debauchery with others, I’m aware you participate in it but I don’t watch the act….I’m a scientist not a voyeur” Terry responded with disgust in his voice.
“Hey, technically speaking, sex is a science. Just not one that’s talked about very much.” She said with a grin. “Besides, you’re a robot. Why do you even care?”
“I never said I don’t want or need friends, I just don’t want my old ones in my life anymore.” Sunset told the ball. “Wait… what are you?”
“That’s by far one of the calmer ways I’ve been asked that. Usually there’s cursing involved.” The core said, slight praise in his vocal processor. “Long story short I’m Terry, an AI from a company called aperture science from an another dimension that travels other worlds to talk to beings of interest. Congrats, you made the list.” He joked.
“Really?” Sunset asked with a raised brow. “And just why is my life so interesting to you?” She said curiously.
“A former student of a effectively a lesser god who has been on a power trip in an alternate universe, humbled by the power of friendship, is left abandoned by those said friends and has to figure out where to go from there. what’s there not to be interested in? Especially when in the prime universe you’re still friends and all is peachy keen for the most part.”
“Good for her, I guess.” Sunset said with a sneer. “Also, that’s… scarily accurate. How exactly do you know so much about me?”
“Using the technology that allows me to travel to other universes, I can view the events happening in the universe, past and present, without having to directy interfere. Cool right?”
What he didn’t tell her was that in universes where she’s just a work of fiction, he read up her entries in various wikis.
“Yeah, that is.” Sunset said with a small grin. “Wait… so you’ve seen everything I’ve done?” She asked, her eyes growing wide.
(I wasn’t really sure what the original meme meant by “in canon” so I just wrote out a little something for a character I’ve played before. I’m SO sorry it took me so long to get to this.)
Luna winced in pain as one of the blisters popped on her fingers, blood dripping from her wounds and onto her purple electric guitar.
No matter how much she played, the feeling on a new set of strings on her fingertips still caused her some slight pain. ‘Just a matter of getting used to them now,’ she supposed.
She paused for a brief moment to tend to her wounds, reaching into her drawer and pulling out a small box of bandages. She was glad she had the house to herself for once, otherwise if her other sisters and brother found out she played till her fingers bled again, she probably wouldn’t her the end of it.
She sighed to her self as she plopped down onto the top bunk on her bed. ‘Man, how long has that crack been there in the ceiling?’ She pondered before picking up her guitar again.
The only problem she really had with having the house to herself was the sheer boredom that sometimes came with it. Besides, it’s not her fault she got grounded. That punk at the mall was asking for it, saying that “Rock was a dead genre!” She still didn’t regret punching him though.
She smiled to herself as the memory came back to her. Nope. She definitely didn’t regret it. Finally deciding on a song, she leaned up into a sitting position, and plucked at her new strings, the loud riffs blaring through the room as she sang with a smile:
‘If I make sound, it better be loud
Till my voice is blowing out
What if one day everything changed
Will these words have any use to me
I didn’t make it here to let anyone drag me down
If I make sound, it better be loud
If rock and roll’s dead you can kill me right now!’
“I never said I don’t want or need friends, I just don’t want my old ones in my life anymore.” Sunset told the ball. “Wait… what are you?”
“That’s by far one of the calmer ways I’ve been asked that. Usually there’s cursing involved.” The core said, slight praise in his vocal processor. “Long story short I’m Terry, an AI from a company called aperture science from an another dimension that travels other worlds to talk to beings of interest. Congrats, you made the list.” He joked.
“Really?” Sunset asked with a raised brow. “And just why is my life so interesting to you?” She said curiously.
“A former student of a effectively a lesser god who has been on a power trip in an alternate universe, humbled by the power of friendship, is left abandoned by those said friends and has to figure out where to go from there. what’s there not to be interested in? Especially when in the prime universe you’re still friends and all is peachy keen for the most part.”
“Good for her, I guess.” Sunset said with a sneer. “Also, that’s… scarily accurate. How exactly do you know so much about me?”
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