Author: syxblue

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1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

The fencing lesson had been going well, Syx was having more fun then he had in ages and this was far better then sparing with a brain bot. Emma however had a bad habit of using far too much strength for the thin blade, so when her lunge missed she punched Syx square in the jaw. His head snapped back as he staggered. 

Humming happily at the brief contact, watching as he moved her hands along the controls, taking it all in. At first, ‘Emma’ moved the gun to de-stroy.. but after a brief moment she turned it to de-coupage with a broad smile, her curiosity getting the better of her. 

“Okay!” She took a deep breath, and hit the first button..

Seeing her choice Syx let out a giggle, “Alrighty ready,” he bit his lip and wiggled. He shifted the target slightly to something that would be better to show off the effect of the setting, some poorly stacked boxes and nearby the large cargo container. 

“Fire when ready,” he purred.

Shivering softly, taking his hand in hers she put it just above her hip bone, needing the bit of contact to settle her sudden rush of nerves. She took a deep breath, before she pushed the button, watching the target closely 

Syx rubbed his hand over her hips gently as she fired. The laser canon, though it was far more then just a laser but he liked to simplify descriptions, shot out a stream of white goo. Hitting the stacked boxes it caused them to be knocked back against the cargo container where they instantly stuck, the glue quickly hardening into a shell.

Grinning widely he moved his hands around to her stomach, “That one comes in very handy as a crowd control. Want to try another one?”

70. ( Anna visits Syx in prison )

1000liveslived-aa:

Anna held the phone to her ear, pressing her hand flat against the glass that separated them. She was wearing his hologram watch.. she had changed her features just a bit, so she didn’t look as who she normally was. Her expression was warm and tender, swallowing. 

“..I miss you..” She murmured softly. Hyper aware that they were being listened to and watched, she sniffled, “..I found the car.. you had left it at the corner of Night’inham..” she told him softly

Syx had to be on his best behavior the past week to even get this visit, it had felt like eons trapped in that stupid round room. His eyes were dark with bags, he’d barely been sleeping. The bright orange jumpsuit made the blue of his skin stand out all the more. His tired green eyes met hers from where he sat in his chair. He longed to press his hand on the glass in return, but they didn’t trust him. Megamind, the dangerous convict that escaped from their custody regularly, was restrained in his chair. Wrists and ankles strapped to the metal chair, his shoulders held flush back by another pair of straps. 

He licked his dry lips and murmured, “I miss you too baby,” he wouldn’t use her name, neither of them would, it was too dangerous. Even her being here was dangerous. He ran the code he and Minion used through his head, coded references to streets, numbers hidden in sentences, talk about recipes, and other such everyday language, “That’s good,” he told her, her reference to the car letting him know they wouldn’t be using it directly, street location that the escape would be at quarter to midnight, “Have you been eating well while I’ve been gone? Taking care of yourself?”

Blue Paint

ever-so-humble:

syx-blue:

ever-so-humble:

“Easy…” This wasn’t the first time she’d dealt with something like this, though seeing it from someone who looked so much like her is still a new occurrence for Megamind. “You were the only reason. Not now.”

It wasn’t as if he was the only person working to contain the man here. The reminder is familiar enough, remembering thinking the same herself before, that she has to fight that memory back down.

“You’ll have to forgive me for not being filled with confidence,” Syx scowled at her. He’d seen nothing but the loss of his carefully tended businesses and more territory taken over by minor gangs. More drugs on the streets. More run down buildings. He’d spent so much effort building in the economy. Improving the quality of life in the slums where he’d taken his territory. It crushed him to see his work undone.

Huffing a breath of annoyance despite knowing he had good reason, Megamind rolls her eyes. “You’ll have to learn to be, then.” is her response, one of her Brainbots now hovering at shoulder level.

His own bots moved defensively around them as Syx glared at her. It was a gamble, but he kept his own weapon lowered. Looking her in the eye, green eye to green, he put the de-gun into its holster and raised his hands, “Well he-ro,” he overemphasized, eyebrows raised, “What now?”

🍷⚠⚔

🍷: Would they manipulate someone to get what they want?

bwahahaha >_> i mean oh no, never <_<

Syx’s entire strategy for dealing with the entire world is manipulation. Make sure the entire world sees Megamind as nothing but an easily caught goof. Show off enough dangerous weapons that the other super heros and villains take him seriously. As Mr. Blue he twists the other gangs against each other. He manipulates his own Dad to make sure Warden can never be seen as helping him, keeping their relationship antagonistic despite how much it pains him now to do so (in his youth he meant ever word but at a 30 something he just wants forgiveness). 

So yeah, he will manipulate people for what he thinks is best. Too much. He needs to calm the fuck down and stop micromanaging the world or at least trying to.

⚠: Would they seek revenge against someone who’s harmed them or the people they care about?

Oh ho ho ho yes. depending on the level of hurt caused is whether the person will be the target of blue graffiti, tied up and dangled or alligators, or have their throat stood on with a laser pointed to their head while Syx talks to them like they’re a idiot child. 

⚔: Would your muse kill if they had to in order to protect a loved one?

Yes. Syx has killed before and would again. Depending on the person is if he’ll feel bad later. He wouldn’t hesitate or feel bad about killing pedophiles, rapists, or serial killers. Others if he accidentally killed them in protecting someone he would dislike that it happened but overall not feel to terrible if it was genuinely necessary to save someone. 

Outside of that he would feel gut-wrenchingly horrible for killing and because of that he has a storage room filled with permanently cubed ‘problems’. People he doesn’t want to kill, but can’t let go either because the police couldn’t arrest them or couldn’t keep them. He doesn’t want them on the street… so they just disappear.

Morality Meme

⚖: Has your muse broken the law before? Broken a vow or promise?
⚔: Would your muse kill if they had to in order to protect a loved one?
🌟: Do they consider themselves a good person?
👑: Is your muse honorable?
☯: What do they think of ‘good’ and ‘evil’?
🌹: When would they tell a lie?
🍷: Would they manipulate someone to get what they want?
⛨: What would they sacrifice their life for?
💋: How easily are they tempted?
☽: What is their alignment?
⚠: Would they seek revenge against someone who’s harmed them or the people they care about?