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revivalproject2025-03-08 02:08 pm
buildingitsir) wrote in revivalproject2025-03-08 02:08 pm
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WHO: York and you!
WHERE: City Fountain
WHAT: York's returned from his canon update
WHEN: Early-ish March
WARNINGS: References to death camps as Recall Center No.5
[ooc: the canon update can be found here]
The last thing he remembers is turning away from the framed view of the Cyberlife androids, waiting their turn out in snow like military units ready to be shipped away. In this case, shipped to deactivation. To death. He and his older brother had gotten caught up in the chaos preceding being here and now--
The cold is gone. Maybe this was part of it? York waits for his programming to shut down, for the inevitable wipe of his system that those before them went through. But it doesn't come. The android opens his eyes with apprehension, looking around.
Standing before the fountain is York, but it doesn't look like York. Instead, all of his human features defining him and his clothes are gone and there stands a white and grey doll. There's damage to the hardware of his abdomen, and there's some at his jawline.
He wasn't in the camp.
"Duncan?!" he calls out, starting to look around with frantic movements. It doesn't even matter that he's in his full android form, where is his brother?! "DUNCAN?!" The other memories try to trickle in, but his programming is going too fast, making his chest glow a radiant red before he breaks out into a run.
"DUNCAN!!"
WHERE: City Fountain
WHAT: York's returned from his canon update
WHEN: Early-ish March
WARNINGS: References to death camps as Recall Center No.5
[ooc: the canon update can be found here]
The last thing he remembers is turning away from the framed view of the Cyberlife androids, waiting their turn out in snow like military units ready to be shipped away. In this case, shipped to deactivation. To death. He and his older brother had gotten caught up in the chaos preceding being here and now--
The cold is gone. Maybe this was part of it? York waits for his programming to shut down, for the inevitable wipe of his system that those before them went through. But it doesn't come. The android opens his eyes with apprehension, looking around.
Standing before the fountain is York, but it doesn't look like York. Instead, all of his human features defining him and his clothes are gone and there stands a white and grey doll. There's damage to the hardware of his abdomen, and there's some at his jawline.
He wasn't in the camp.
"Duncan?!" he calls out, starting to look around with frantic movements. It doesn't even matter that he's in his full android form, where is his brother?! "DUNCAN?!" The other memories try to trickle in, but his programming is going too fast, making his chest glow a radiant red before he breaks out into a run.
"DUNCAN!!"