Anonymous asked: m!a here! For 24 hours you become human in exchange for someone human of your choosing becoming a biomachine!

Daniel gasps.

It is not something he has ever done before; he feels air rush down his throat, filling up space in his chest, only to be expelled as quickly as it was drawn in. He gapes for a moment, taking wheezing, shocked breaths, eyes searching frantically as he scrambles for a status report—some kind of alert, a malfunction, a…

Where are his overheads? Why can’t he access his databases—?

He’s so warm.

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Daniel slowly comes to look at his hands. They’re flushed with colour. He touches his face, slowly, blinking, feeling soft pores, a faint graze of stubble, and a lack of seams at his temples. His ports are gone. His hair is soft and loose and thick. His eyes are wet, and sore, and he blinks blearily.

He is human.

He is human!

Daniel grins broadly, shocked and amazed. He needs to tell Sergio, immediately. He needs to run. He needs to breathe. He needs to know who he exchanged this status with—but as he rushes up to his father figure’s office, he thinks he already knows.

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thevoxofnightvale:

He didn’t like himself like this, he didn’t like himself being a venomous bastard in any degree. He didn’t like being short-patient to anyone let alone the only person from Strex that he could literally stand.

"Daniel I—"

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He gave a sigh and ran his hand through his hair.

"—I’m sorry. Believe me, even if the demeanor was alright in the workplace it’s not alright with me. I don’t like being like this but I don’t have the time or scheduling freedoms to work through it so just bear with me alright?”

Cecil looked at his watch and glanced at his tattoos. Still frozen, shocked probably. This was going to be a long day.

OK. He definitely wasn’t expecting that either. Daniel was silent a moment longer, staring at Cecil’s worn face while he attempted to process the situation. Cecil was more stressed than usual—and, Daniel reasoned, understandably so. Actually, he understood.

Cecil wasn’t the only one worried about someone dear to him, wandering a bright and endless desert alone.

The biomachine opened his mouth, leaning forward a bit. “Palmer,” he said, “I know I asked you to record this week’s sponsorships this afternoon, but it can wait. Take the rest of the day off. You’re obviously unfit for a full schedule, and I won’t have the quality of my broadcasts affected by your acetous mood. We record when you’ve collected yourself. Have another coffee, for Smiling God’s sake, you look awful. Like always.”

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thevoxofnightvale:

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"You’ve yet to see attitude Danny-boy. Save the innocent looks for someone who doesn’t know better.”

If it had been anyone else he would have laughed it off, if his night hadn’t been so rough he would would have cheerfully quipped back. But no, for now he was just a little bit of venom to the biomachine.

Have to admit he knows how to play the ‘nothing to do with it’ card.

That was… actually a bit more of a spiteful response than Daniel was used to. For a moment, it caused him to hesitate, a faint whirring sound present as his jaw worked and then shut.

"That’s not the sort of workplace demeanor Strex considers acceptable,” he said finally, dropping the innocent expression like a stone. In fact, he looked almost… confused.

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dearxlisteners:

"DANIEL, I SWEAR TO THE MASTERS OF US ALL, I AM TRYING TO WORK."

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"No you’re not. You’re wasting productivity time raising your voice to me.”

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thevoxofnightvale:

synernist-supervisor:

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A paper-ball projectile hurtles with mathematical precision for the back of Cecil’s head.

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"Really? You just had to do the thing?”

He looked over at the biomachine with a huff, hands firmly on his hips.

"Do what?" Daniel looks up incredulously, the little toy sitting innocent unloaded and on his desk. "That’s quite the attitude you’re giving me, Palmer.”

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A paper-ball projectile hurtles with mathematical precision for the back of Cecil’s head.

posted 2 weeks ago with 21 notes
cosmicwolfstorm:

Deus Ex
Human Revolution

cosmicwolfstorm:

Deus Ex

Human Revolution

posted 2 weeks ago with 155 notes
Anonymous asked: #17 (because we didn't get enough torturing sam, and I'm curious if biomechs bruise and bleed.)

silentsecurity:

posted 2 weeks ago with 33 notes
Anonymous asked: I dont know about all these other nick names, but I was always a fan of the simple and cute 'Danny bot'

"I suppose, though I’ve never heard anyone tag ‘human’ onto the end of a diminutive nickname."

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eruditexperimenter asked: "Danny, are you quite alright?"

eruditexperimenter:

synernist-supervisor:

"Yes. yes, sir. I feel alive.”

Ah, carry on then!  Impressive vocabulary you’ve developed in this regard.  Where did you…pick…it up…

*slowly dawning realization*

posted 2 weeks ago with 18 notes
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