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[O] Megan

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Иanophяeak

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Megan has a tough time finding clothes that fit her, due to her small body and slender limbs. Her current pair of bright red sneakers are about five sizes too big, kept on only by tying the laces around her ankles. She often steps on the cuffs of her super-baggy bluejeans, and her hands are always covered by the long sleeves of her fuzzy black sweatshirt, which always hangs off of one of her shoulders at the neckhole, exposing the strap of her bra. The looseness of this sweatshirt is somewhat negated by the six-month pregnancy pushing out her belly, hiking up the fabric somewhat with it's size.

Her face is the only place on her where it's plainly visible that she's cybernetic, indicated by a couple lines that cleave down through the semi-organic outside of her faceplate down to the malleable steel below, remnants of a childhood injury. Her eyes are formed by semi-rigid plastics, with rotating lenses in the area that looks like the cornea and iris of a regular eye, purple rings around the black lens looking like a regular human eye from a distance. Once you get a bit closer, you can notice that her iris is rotating in multiple, independent half-ring shapes as her eyes focus.

As for the rest of her body, it's covered by the same semi-organic material, which feels and looks exactly like human flesh, the rubbery steel plates below behaving like muscles, expanding and contracting where needed. It doesn't give her much strength, but she can lift what she needs to. Below that cover, her organs and other systems are emulated by wires and other half organic, half mechanic components. She looks, feels, sounds, and thinks like a regular human, the composition is just a bit different. Not to mention all these systems and supercushioned metal plating make her indestructible, aside from the outer fleshy covering. The fleshy part can be cut, bruised, burned... basically sustain any regular human injury.
Megan is actually 36 years old, but ages half as quickly as a human does, making her appear only 18.

Personality

Megan gets impressions of the future and past, weak feelings associated with names, places, or plans that tell her what might happen there. When she looks at someone and gets a bad impression of something that might happen to them, she tries to help them out, even if she might be a little blunt in doing so. She can get impatient when someone she needs to be involved with isn't moving fast enough though. She's apt to drag you away from your conversation to get your attention, intent on getting you to somewhere more private, where she can flesh out the specifics, learn your story.

Aside from her bouts of crankiness when she's getting impressions, she tends to be quiet and observational, curious of everything around her. She's very shy around other females, similar to a boy afflicted with "mute admiration". This stops once she gets to know the girl, however. Very open with all her emotions, she's always got her heart on her sleeve when it comes to what she's feeling. She dislikes pain in all forms, and tends to avoid causing it unnecessarily, to herself first and strangers second. If she's feeling particularly cruel, she might give you a solid slap for insulting or bothering her, but most of the time she's very pacifistic. Her model wasn't designed for fighting.

Equipment

Indestructible semi-liquid titanium-steel plates use rapid shock absorption and dispersal, combined with contact solidification, to prevent any type of projectile or attack from harming her internal organs. This system has been tested against forces equivalent to that of a medium-sized moon striking a point the size of a pinhead at 500kph without sustaining damage. It's exact limits are unknown, as the previous measurement was the highest weight-to-area concentration laboratory testing could go to. She has no weapons, strength, or abilities, aside from a weak psychic understanding of the past and future.

History

Megan model [O] was produced at Centurion Companies USA factory, and is number 15 in a line of 26 female reproductive cybernetic models. Model was given faceplate model 9 with purple #5 eyes and 3 thickness lips on a Series 32-F mouth. Nose was custom. Body growth has been programmed to C-cup mammaries at full development, body shape 9 slim. Model tracking number is therefore O95332-FC9. Model released on 15\5\36 of the millennium 23, sold and activated on 26\6\36 of the millennium 23. Model O has been active for 36 years with little system errors, aside from a consistent glitch in sensory functions. Glitch was dismissed as harmless and model continues to live on. Model became fertile as of 26\6\73, 28 years after activation. Model is clear for insemination and gestation by other cybernetic models, humans, or through use of automatic insemination function. Automatic insemination function would have been automatically activated on model's 36th year of active function if suitable mate had not been found. As one has, function remains under manual control of model.
Personality note: Model has displayed acute female-affectionate symptoms in personality drive. Model has sought female partner, name Myra Stricken, codename "Myra". Child was conceived and born though DNA transference methods. Child name "Sarah Stricken," common name "Sarah". Infant is at 2 years, ten months, 4 days old.

So begins...

[O] Megan's Story

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[O] Megan puts down the oar as her rowboat nears the dock, reaching out to grab a post to tether to. Tying it quickly with a double hitch, she stands up, swaying as the boat moves below her. Grabbing onto the side of the dock, she quickly pulls herself onto the wooden platform, cursing a bit under her breath. Straightening up in a kneeling position, she looks around the island, trying to figure out why she thought she should come here.

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[O] Megan saw someone in the distance, a bit further down the shore from where she was. Double checking her boat, she picked herself and ran off to see who the person was, sneakers flopping loosely on her small feet as they squished through the sand.

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[O] Megan slows down as she nears the figure on the rock, tilting her head a bit to try and get a glance at the woman's face. "Hey, you there." Moving a bit closer, she stops next to the woman, and leans over to see her better. "Hey, this might seem like a weird question, but do you plan on doing anything important here?"

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[O] Megan raises an eyebrow right back at the woman. "Nice tattoo. Was just wondering, I thought something important was gonna happen here, so I figured I'd drop by. How'd you get here, anyway? I didn't see any other boats at the dock."

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[O] Megan sighs. "Fuck. Guess I'm just gonna have to wait then." Looking around for a moment, she walked off behind Morrow, coming back with a large, flat rock in tow. Dropping it next to the rock the woman was sitting on, she brushed off some of the excess sand and sat crosslegged on it, propping her chin on her arm. "So, why are you here? Or is that none of my business either?"

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[O] Megan looks out over the lake to the shore across. "Oh. Yeah, it's pretty, with the lake and the forest and everything. As long as we're talking, where'd ya come from? I've never seen anyone like you before, and there's a lot of freaky shit running around on Terra. 'Specially here."

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[O] Megan rubs an eye with the sleeve of her sweatshirt. "Yeah, pretty, like I said. Gonna tell me where you're from? Or at least where you got that tat? It's cool, does it just move randomly?"

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[O] Megan raises an eyebrow.

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[O] Megan sits down at a table and orders some fries. Picking one up, she dips it in ketchup and bites it in half, dropping the remaining half back in the bucket. Repeating this with several more fries, she murmurs to herself, "Damn, they said this place would be fun."

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[O] Megan perks up at the word "gay."

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[O] Megan snickers, overhearing Aeryn's comment.

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[O] Megan goes back to eating her half-fires as she overhears Assa's comment.

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[O] Megan puts down her bowl of fries, all now completely bitten in half, and gets up to go to the stairs.

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[O] Megan , impatient, pushes back her chair and stands up. "Here." Pulling out her own cell phone, she presses it into Assa's hand and walks towards the stairs. Sitting on a bottom step, she props her head on her hands and stares at the group, waiting.

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[O] Megan calls over, "Take those too!"

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[O] Megan watches Assa impatiently, drumming her fingers against the wood of the stairs.

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[O] Megan takes the phone, standing up. "S'alright. Need some help getting up?"

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[O] Megan raises an eyebrow. "You were saying something about being in pain, earlier. Plus, ya know, you don't look too steady on your feet."

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[O] Megan stands up and grabs Assa's hand, putting her other arm around her waist. "Too bad, I'm helping you up. Come on."

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[O] Megan glances back at the hooded lady screaming from the door. "This place is weird," she sighs, walking up the stairs with Assa in hand.

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[O] Megan unwraps her arm from Assa's waist as they reach the second floor, leaving her hand in the older woman's loose grasp. "Sorry if I pulled you away from your gayboys, but there was something you needed to do up here. Not sure what, though. Care to tell me?"

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[O] Megan looks up at the lady, quirking an eyebrow. "Yeah, sleep, sure. Who's Yuber and what's he doing to you? If he's fucking you in some freaky way, I don't want to know, but I don't think he's doing anything you like."

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[O] Megan lets go of her hand and slumps into a chair, skeptical. "Mmm hmm. How differently?"

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[O] Megan runs her hand through her short black hair. "I don't know. Maybe because there's probably a guy in your life fucking beating on you, and I can help you stop him. If he's not beating on you, that's fine, but I want you to tell me what he's doing anyway. You don't seem like you like what he's doing, and you gotta tell him that. If it's just something weird, then that's fine, just tell him to stop. But if he's beating on you, trust me when I say this, he. Does not. Love you."

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[O] Megan jumps up. "Fucking hell! Lady, are you nuts?!" Running her fingers over the cuts, she squeezes her eyes shut as the pain from them leaches into her consciousness. "This is... this is sick. He enjoyed hurting you, the bastard. You know why he fixed it? Why he didn't just watch you suffer more, probably getting a rager from the whole thing? Because then he wouldn't be able to do it again. He doesn't love you. Goddamn it... God-DAMN it..." Slumping against the wall, Megan covers her face with her hands, sobbing quietly as the pain of the memories and emotions in the cuts play through her mind.