Sychobunns™

an-angel-and-demon-rp:

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You want to own your very own Sychobunn™? But without the thousands of dollars it will cost you? Just click [here] for a once in a lifetime sale!

It appeared to be an add like any other. Sychobunns™ were the hottest trend at the moment, and everyone wanted them. Private households couldn’t really afford them though, unless they bought used ones, usually the already scraped first generation which isn’t produced anymore.

Looking through the regular designs always made most people just incredibly jealous not having enough money to buy them. But this add promised something affordable. Something for a normal single living person to be able to buy.

Sure it may be illegal, but who cares? This company produced and sold Sychobunns™ that were affordable and promised the same as the originals.
The fine print pointed out that most Sychobunns™ they sold would have some sort of powers, and may be a bit mentally unstable, but who reads that anyways?

One of these Sychobunns™ was just a tad cheaper than most of them, though pretty much all of them were in an affordable range.

Anti had gotten curious and wanted to know what these Sychobunns™ were. He had ordered one, not caring if it was legal or not, and waited for his delivery. Even if nothing happened, at least he’d know. And if he did get something, then he’d get to know what these things were and what they did.

It took a while, but after a few days, Anti finally got a package with the fabled Sychobunns™. He brought it inside and checked it out, not knowing what it was or what it did.

Sychobunns™ were androids, meant to make life easier. They were largely used for medical facilities and to look after children, sometimes schools.
The Sychobunn™ that Anti had ordered arrived like pretty much every Sychobunn™ would. Curled up in a box, with the large syringe with their “Life’s Liquid” next to them. There was also a little manual.

Said manual was rather short. It shortly explained that the liquid was poisonous for humans. It needed to be injected into the android -on this android the injection hole was between the shoulderblades- until its syringe like ears were mostly filled with the liquid. The android would awaken a few minutes later, and needed to be programmed. For that, the user just has to speak aloud to the android. It was important that the user is specific in their programming, since these Sychobunns™ tended to look for loopholes.

Petite

secretaryofstrength:

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Markus was half awake when he noticed Agnes getting up, just curling up tighter in return. He had slept close to her back, because that was warm, and as close as he felt comfortable with. He dozed while she was gone, though was further wakened when she spoke to him.

“Mhhm?”, he hummed, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He didn’t want to move, get out of the warmth of the bed.

Agnes smiles. “cutie…” She rubs his head gently. “I’ve got your new clothes. You should get up so that you can try them on.” She steps back a bit.

“You hungry at all? You want breakfast?”

“Not really..”, Markus mumbled softly, sitting up. He was used to not eating a lot, so if he was given a choice, he mostly wouldn’t eat probably.
“I’d.. like clothes, though..”, he said quietly. He wanted to finally wear clothes again.

Gone

googleoliver:

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“No, thank you.”, Markus mumbled. He was getting tired already, being sick was exhausting. He was sure he could easily sleep through most of the days until he felt better.

He yawned, hugging the blanket close to himself as he fell asleep again.

Oliver left their temporary accommodation – he couldn’t bring himself to call it a home. They were situated close to the market, which only seemed to close overnight. He approached various stalls and bought a few things. Food, fresh water, additional clothes for Markus and himself, blankets, herbs. Basic traveling items.

He returned quietly, placing down his full bag and sitting down. If Markus was asleep, there was no point in waking him up.

Markus was still sleeping, comfortable here in the bed. He did wake up sometimes, but easily continued sleeping. He didn’t notice when Oliver came back, though he wasn’t bothered by him not being here.

Checking in

“Quinton!”, they repeated again, giggling. They pulled themselves up before letting themselves fall from the branches and back onto his bare feet. Big amber eyes looking curiously at the other.

“You alone? You not with tree. Me are tree!”, they exclaimed happily. They had a lot of fun learning to talk, and using these new words to communicate with Quinton. It was really fun!

/ bed

Petite

Markus was half awake when he noticed Agnes getting up, just curling up tighter in return. He had slept close to her back, because that was warm, and as close as he felt comfortable with. He dozed while she was gone, though was further wakened when she spoke to him.

“Mhhm?”, he hummed, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He didn’t want to move, get out of the warmth of the bed.

/ boooooored

Sychobunns™

emptynarration:

OC STARTER ~ OPEN STARTER ~

You want to own your very own Sychobunn™? But without the thousands of dollars it will cost you? Just click [here] for a once in a lifetime sale!

It appeared to be an add like any other. Sychobunns™ were the hottest trend at the moment, and everyone wanted them. Private households couldn’t really afford them though, unless they bought used ones, usually the already scraped first generation which isn’t produced anymore.

Looking through the regular designs always made most people just incredibly jealous not having enough money to buy them. But this add promised something affordable. Something for a normal single living person to be able to buy.

Sure it may be illegal, but who cares? This company produced and sold Sychobunns™ that were affordable and promised the same as the originals.
The fine print pointed out that most Sychobunns™ they sold would have some sort of powers, and may be a bit mentally unstable, but who reads that anyways?

One of these Sychobunns™ was just a tad cheaper than most of them, though pretty much all of them were in an affordable range.

Help me

Arthur hummed lightly and nodded. Doing other things than reading sounded like something he would’ve thought of. He himself took walks when he couldn’t stand words anymore, or he listened to music, or podcasts.

“Can.. can we bake together.. sometime?..”, Markus asked quietly, shy. He wanted to bake together with Bing. Then he could do something good finally.

Petite

secretaryofstrength:

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Markus nodded lightly. He wasn’t going to question her, what she did and didn’t own. He just laid down and curled up tightly, trying to get comfortable and feel okay enough to sleep. At least he still had his towel to help him feel a little bit protected.

Agnes dimmed the light in the room, making sure there was enough light to see, but not enough to bother. “Goodnight, Markus.” She closes her eyes, falling asleep after a couple minutes.

“Night..”, Markus mumbled softly. He laid awake for probably an hour or so before he managed to fall asleep. He didn’t sleep too well, waking up every hour or so. He was used to it, having had insomnia since he had been a child, but it didn’t help that he got barely any proper rest. At least it held nightmares at bay.