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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 holds up a finger in front of Assa's face. "Number one, you can stop being a blood bank. It's probably not healthy, and I shudder to think what kind of diseases that man has on his fangs." Megan flicks up another finger. "Two, if you honestly have found yourself in love with that shit, cut yourself off and you'll fall in love with someone else eventually. With luck, he'll be beaten to death once this is all through." Dropping her hand to her hip, Megan sighs. "Three, buy me a drink, would you? This talk about men isn't exactly improving my mood, they don't believe I'm not a minor, and I'm broke to boot."

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[O] Megan whistles softly, swinging her legs as she stares at the ground in front of her. "I'mmmmm soooo borrrrred," she adds to the melody. "Ohhhh sooo borrrrred..."

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[O] Megan looks up for a moment, scanning the bar for anything, anything at all out of the ordinary. But it was just the regular. Drunks, delusionals, and dicks beating on each other for who knows what reason. It'd be nice if one of them could muster the brainpower to be civil for a moment. Sighing, she went back to scuffing her boots on the bar floor, starting to hum a quiet tune.

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[O] Megan hums a funeral dirge, glancing across a grumbling snowman and a prattling child, and starts to consider leaving.

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[O] Megan walks over to the woman hammering nails into the floor and stands over her, watching. Waiting a moment, she nudges the woman with a foot. "Hey."

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[O] Megan frowns, and walks away from Fuatari. "Fucking brawlers," she mumbles, passing by a table with a small blond child seated at it, chatting with a lanky teenager.

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[O] Megan swings her legs from side to side, hands gripping the sides of the barstool as she hums quietly.

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[O] Megan looks up from her feet, still humming, and scans the bar. Nothing out of the ordinary. Well, there was a crazy guy mumbling into the air a couple tables away, but that was known to happen from time to time.

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[O] Megan leans back as the crazy guy jumps up and runs to her, leaning in close as he asks a question she doesn't quite catch or understand. "Ummm... no?"

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[O] Megan looks down at a woman on the floor as the man starts yelling his head off about something. "Sorry, jeez." Hopping off the barstool, she walks away from the two of them, glancing back at the psycho a tad anxiously.

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[O] Megan clumps sleepily down the stairs from the second floor, slouching over to the bar and managing to pull herself onto one of the stools, then promptly folding her arms on the bartable and resting her head on them.

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[O] Megan slowly descends down the stairs from the second floor, coming from her rooms on the levels above. Sleepy and slow, her feet drag on each step, face dull and tired. Eventually managing to slump into a stool on the bar, she murmurs, "Cereal, please..." before dropping her head down on her folded arms.

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[O] Megan leans back in her chain, tilting it onto two legs as she pushed her weight against it's back, then rocking slightly back and forth. Glancing around the bar, she sighed, disappointment churning inside her. Myra was supposed to meet her here today, five hours ago, and had never showed. Her internal functions made it hard to be... alone... for any length of time, and it'd been weeks since she'd last seen Myra. Lightly tracing the rim of her teacup with one delicate finger, she concentrated hard on trying to keep her emotions in check.

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[O] Megan raises the teacup to her mouth with slightly shaky fingers and takes a long sip of the green tea within, letting it's herbal flavors flow over her tongue, more to stop herself from screaming than anything else.

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[O] Megan realizes the teacup is empty, and slams it down on the saucer, smashing both and eliciting a loud, surprised squeal from her as she tips her chair over backwards in alarm.

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[O] Megan scoots backwards and pulls herself up before dashing towards the stairs, blushing a furious red.

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[O] Megan scurries up the stairs to her private rooms, streaming tears.

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[O] Megan walks into the room with Myra, hands shoved into her pockets and eyes to the floor as she goes to sit on the edge of the bed. "So... I missed you. Where've you been?"

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[O] Megan snorts. "Centurion doesn't give a shit about you except that you're not some superperfect dude who'll "augument" my designer genes as best as possible. Fuck them to hell, they can't stop me from... from..." She trails off angrily, turning her face away from Myra as she finishes the sentence in her head. Still a bit angry, she asks, "So, when do you think the next time I'll see you is, then? A week? A month? A year?"

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[O] Megan 's shoulders untense, her head lifting in interest as she asks in a completely different tone, "So, you don't know then?"

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[O] Megan 's head bows again. "No. It pisses me off that you have to go, yeah, but not at you. I mean, the whole time you were gone, you were never off my mind. I kept thinking about you, constantly, remembering all the things I missed about you most, and that kept me... y'know... in love with you."

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[O] Megan looks up for the first time, her short bangs hanging over her eyes and forehead as she grins. "I promise never to leave you. Especially not for some dickhead guy." She starts to crawl over to Myra, her eyes narrowing, smile getting a bit wilder as she approaches her over the wide bed. "Now. Seeing as we have limited time..." She pounces at her. "And we've both affirmed our eternal and undying affection for each other, there's something else I'd like to do."

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[O] Megan tilts her head upward and presses her lips to Myra's neck by way of answer.

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[O] Megan pouts, eyes still narrowed playfully. "About what?"

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[O] Megan looks back down again, and starts to pick at a loose thread on the comforter's embroidery. "How is what going to work out? Everything's... fine."