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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 starts to twirl the loose thread around her pinky. "I won't get evicted. I'm no trouble at all, I pay my rent on time, and my bank account's interest rate is pumping out enough cash to keep everything paid for a year or two longer."

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[O] Megan tugs the thread from the comforter with a small 'pop'. "Yeah, that's a good idea. I'll get one tomorrow and call you on it, I know your number." Her tone shifts a bit, coming from hesitant and slow to something slightly quicker and warmer, with a note of interest. "I'll be able to call you. Anytime I want. That'll be great."

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[O] Megan looks down at Myra and grins. "It's not my fault everyone else is so damn tall. Besides..." Swinging a leg over, she puts her arms on either side of Myra's shoulders and sits on her stomach, pinning onto the bed as she towers over her, smirking. "Who's taller now?"

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[O] Megan drops her face closer to Myra's. "Maybe. You know I don't like rules."

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[O] Megan 's eyes close as she presses closer to Myra, her mouth moving in a slow, graceful dance with hers as her entire body becomes charged. Dropping from her palms to her elbows, her hips slide lower on Myra's body, and her hands cup her face in their greedy grasp, holding her close.

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[O] Megan shivered as Myra rubbed against her, feeling a small flicker of regret for having to break this perfect moment, however momentarily. Gently tugging at Myra's lower lip with her teeth, she took a deep breath and crunched down, wincing as she felt the skin tear. Trying to avoid undue pain, she quickly let up and licked the blood away.

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[O] Megan fumbles in a pocket. "Shit shit shit, I'm sorry!" Pulling out a crumpled but clean napkin, she presses it to Myra's lip, distraught. "God, I didn't know, I... I could've used something else, I'm sorry."

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[O] Megan watches Myra go before squeezing her eyes shut and moaning to herself. "Stupid, stupid, stupid romantic idiot!" Clutching at her head with her hands pressed to her face, she curls into a ball with her head between her knees, angry, ashamed tears leaking through her palms. Inside her, her tongue recognizes the DNA in the blood as viable human, and sends a semiconscious request to her for nuclei transfer. Still crying bitterly, she almost says no. Wiping her eyes, she whispers, "Yes."

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[O] Megan comes down the staircase from her apartment on the floors above, scanning the bar with a mixture of hope and dread. Every day she'd been coming down here, looking but never finding, each night going back upstairs disappointed. Today, her eyes find what they've been seeking, and her stomach coils. Laying a hand on it, she takes a deep breath and crosses the room to the bar.

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[O] Megan walks up behind Myra, trying to be silent as possible, when her foot crunches a set of keys on a chain, and she freezes. Crouching down, she picks them up and sticks them in her pocket, then, wanting to waste no more time, stands and taps Myra on the shoulder. "Hey..."

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[O] Megan eeps, hands flying to cover her mouth as she steps back from the force of Myra's voice. "I- I wanted to talk to you," she says shakily.

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[O] Megan takes a step backwards, looking hurt, and murmurs "I didn't know... I'm sorry, I thought..."
Not finishing, she takes a seat next to Myra and buries her face in her hands for a moment before looking up at her. "We need to talk."

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[O] Megan looks at her meaningfully. "Us. That. That right there. I can't let you be like that, I can't let you... hate me. I did what I did for a reason, you have to understand." Struggling to keep her voice calm, she goes on. "I... needed your blood. Well, not your blood, specifically, but a part of you. If I'd known, I would've taken some hair or something..." She trails off and buries her face in her hands again, slumping against the bar table.

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[O] Megan catches it awkwardly, barely snagging it's straps before lowering it to the floor. "Are you still mad? I don't want to tell you if you're still mad."

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[O] Megan pushes open the door, eyes downcast and steps heavy. Not noticing her guest, she staggers over to the bed and collapses awkwardly onto the posh bed, taking care to avoid landing directly on her slightly bulging belly while still managing to plant her face straight in it's downy comforter.

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[O] Megan rolls over onto her side, opening troubled eyes as she faces Myra. For a moment, she just stares at her, uncomprehending. Then, jumping up, she runs over and hugs her, quickly letting go with an abashed expression.

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[O] Megan follows Myra's gaze, blushing slightly as she reaches up to her belly, brushing her fingers over it. Looking back up at Myra, she smiles awkwardly. "I guess I have a lot of explaining to do, huh?" Qucikly realizing how this sounds, she claps her hands to her mouth. "I mean-I didn't get with anyone, no! I just... Come sit over here." Striding back to the couch, she sits down and pats the spot next to her.

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[O] Megan stares after her for a moment, lost. Her face scrunches, and she looks about to cry, but in an instant it's wiped from her expression. Muttering to herself, "No," she stands up and walks out the door, running down the hall to Myra. "Wait! Myra!" Grabbing her arm, she spins her around, a few angry tears blurring her vision. "Just listen! It's YOUR baby, okay? You can go, just... You had to know that much."
Letting her go, she turns and walks back to her room, a steadily increasing flow of tears streaming down her cheeks as she marches.

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[O] Megan sits on the soft white sand, knees pulled as far up to her pregnant belly as possible. Staring across the lake, distant lights twinkle on the water, and the cool dusk wind tugs at her hair. Adjusting a blanket over her shoulders with a slight shift, she sighs, resting her chin on her folded hands.

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[O] Megan closes her eyes, her face smoothing and shuddering in turns. "I'm sorry I did it, Looking back, it just seems so stupid. I feel like I've ruined everything..." Sniffling, she wipes her eyes. "The blood I took from you I used as a kind of replacement sperm. The baby is really your daughter." Managing a halfhearted laugh, she smiles weakly at the ground in front of her, tracing patterns in the sand with a finger. "I got to pick it's gender. So I figured why not a girl, y'know..." Wiping the sand drawing clean, she looks up at Myra. "Do you hate me?"

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[O] Megan stares at Myra on the ground for a moment, and a small, trembling smile threatens to form on her lips. "Do you love me?"

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[O] Megan hides a watery smile as she turns down her face, staring at a rock in the sand as a couple teardrops stain the sand. "That's okay. That's just fine, Myra. I love you too, okay?" Still smiling, she wipes her face on her sleeve again, knee-walking over to where Myra is laying. Falling down into the soft sand next to her, she curls up with the blanket around her, watching her partner carefully.

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[O] Megan wraps an arm around Myra, the blanket sliding over with her hand to cover her. Holding her tightly, she takes a moment to savor the feeling of being alone, with Myra, together again. Kissing her cheek softly, she whispers in her ear, "So... you're okay with... this?" Taking Myra's hand in hers, she lays it on her belly.

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[O] Megan grins hugely, planting a kiss on Myra's smooth forehead. "That's all I needed to know. Love you, Myra. Sleep tight."

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[O] Megan smiles, her own lids weighting. A gentle nudge from inside her draws a happy sigh as she drifts out of consciousness, her head lolling against her love.