Abraxos
satan's pet goat
Genres: Futuristic, Action, War, Dystopian, Romance
Theme Song: Beartooth - Used and Abused
Story:
[Muse A] wasn't born. He was created. Made in a lab. Made to please his creators in whichever way they desired. Made to look human, but not feel. A handsome human doll, existing just to follow orders, to obey without questions.
But it all went wrong.
[Muse A] started to feel. Oh, these emotions, they were so confusing, such a mess, so frightening.
They told him to listen, to keep still as they hurt him, to quietly allow his body to be cut open and stitched up again.
They told him they needed to test him. They needed to see how much his body could take, they needed to make him perfect, enduring, unstoppable.
They told him that there was a war. That he was to be a weapon of this war, fighting in the stead of humans, advancing upon enemy ranks without fear of injury or death. He was just a tool to be used, they said.
But gods, he wasn't supposed to hurt, he wasn't supposed to feel. So why did he scream in agony whenever their scalpels ravaged him, whenever their computers messed with his electronic brain?
What could go so wrong that he could feel when he was created to be just a shell to obey?
[Muse A] ran. He ran, and he left a pile of bodies in his wake. Those creators of his, those humans with such cruel eyes, not caring that he was hurting, only calling him a mistake, a programming error, something to be fixed. Those creators now lying dead, throats slit with the same scalpels they used to slit his own skin.
[Muse A] emerged into a world full of machines like himself. No, not quite the same. These machines had empty eyes, these machines could not feel. These machines followed the humans' every word and command. And he learned quickly that he was branded a murderer, a machine gone haywire. That he was to be destroyed on sight.
[Muse B] hates machines. He's hated them since he faced one with an unrepairable programming error, a machine that killed his husband so cruelly, a machine that could not feel, but could not be stopped. That left his body with a latticework of scars. Scars that would forever be a reminder of what haywire machines could do.
He's been hunting these machines since. He made his profession of it, taking the government's money in exchange for destroying the corrupted machines. He's been paid to hunt down [Muse A].
And when he catches him...
Why is [Muse A] the mirror image of his deceased husband? And why hadn't they told him this machine could feel, that this machine had emotions?
[Muse B] is a smart man. He hacks the government files. He learns the truth. The gods-awful truth.
His husband wasn't dead. But he was on death's doorstep. They took him, experimented on him. They fixed him with machine parts, they made him a robot. They just didn't expect for their little lab rat to rebel.
[Muse B] can't kill him. Even if [Muse A] doesn't remember him. [Muse B] is certain he can make him remember. But not here. Not in this country where [Muse A]'s face looks down at them from every billboard, proclaiming him for the murderer that he is.
There is only one place where they can hope to live without hiding. In enemy lands.
So begins their haunting journey across war ravaged lands, fighting ally and enemy alike, escaping death by the hair on their necks.
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Heya, I hope this story has grabbed your interest!
Rules and Requirements:
- You will write in third person, past tense
- Proper grammar, punctuation, capitalization
- A minimum of ten sentences per every post (dialogue excluded), unless the story calls for shorter posts
- Characters must be between 20-25 years old
- You would be controlling Muse B
So, if you're interested, just comment here or PM me
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