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[flashystyle]

Is... is this thing on? [Excuse the uh, distinct sound of someone tapping a screen like an old person.] Hello? Oh! There you are. Excellent.

So, now that we've gotten the world's-- sorry, the universe's biggest trust fall known to man and not-man, I think it's time we start popping the question. The real question. No hypotheticals, no, excuse me, [Dorian voice turning a pitch higher in imitation of... someone? Who knows. This is probably the collective voice of all of you. It's incredibly inaccurate.]

If I had the chance, I'd do it! They're a bad person! They killed hundreds of people, or... or one time they looked at me funny and they had shiny things galore! [ahem] We've all had drama against one another, with no real way of proving they're a terrible person other than the game of he said, she said, so! Let's get straight to it, shall we?

Have you, yes, you, killed someone or... something? Poof, gone, light left their eyes if they have them, turns out they're dead forever or it's like a five-minute deal. Whatever have you; it still counts if they stopped breathing.

If yes, why? Should we all expect a knife in our back? Get electrocuted to death? Be made to walk off a cliff? What are the qualifiers for this sort of thing, really? Personal vendettas? OR... perhaps you were playing the hero. [the deets, give the sweet deets.]

If no, well... I didn't think that far ahead, truth be told. You're more than likely surrounded by murderers, so... what's... a food you miss? Murderers can probably answer this as well, perhaps we'll find some sort of connection. [or, like, just listen to how many people you met have killed someone? have fun with that.]

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[flashystyle]

Now, that's a new one. Where I come from, they just do blood rituals on unfortunate souls that already exist. To make them... malleable.

If it helps any, I never would have guessed. I would have guessed the wonders were marvelous genes.

[ofobedience]

Hahah, well. I suppose good genes do come into it somewhere. My creator used Her DNA as a starting point for my series.

[And Angelika is quite something]

[flashystyle]

[Dorian has some inexplicable feeling he should be appreciative towards this woman, now. He blinks, shakes his head, and clears his throat to move on.]

As long as you don't have some strange mother complex, I'd say it's working out quite well for you. For... all of you? I can't seeing more than one of such a sculpted face.

[ofobedience]

[Mother complex....well, that would be one word to describe what he has. And as for things working out quite well for him, he can only laugh, a short soft sound, because the existence he'd been created into was anything but. He's not going to elaborate, though. Not exactly.]

On the contrary, I was just one of a series, once. Number 68, to be exact. We weren't identical, but unsurprisingly all shared the same bone structure.

But there are only a few of us left now. Even before the Storm.

[flashystyle]

I was going to say I'd take you for a Number 1, but I suppose that practice made perfect. Or made... one who isn't dead? That's something.

[It almost feels wrong on the tongue, referring to people as models. But the concept of treating them as such isn't as foreign as he'd like it to be, and he has enough sense not to push for more details than he's willing to give out.]

Not everyone could take your line of work, then?

[ofobedience]

[The response has him barking out a laugh, at the very least.]

Are you going somewhere in particular with all this flattery?

[Not that he's taking it especially personally, considering that neither his looks nor his skills are exactly his own.]

And something like that, yes.

[Though again, the ins and outs of what happened to the others appears to be something he doesn't intend to elaborate on.]

[flashystyle]

Do I have to be going somewhere to flatter you? As much as I'd like to take you someplace, I doubt I can afford it.

[Monetarily, or because that's risky business? Both, most likely.]

If I had a glass, I'd raise it to your health. Perhaps this displacing is a chance to find some individualism for all of us.

[ofobedience]

[Is that flirting? He can't say anyone's ever flirted with him before-- new experiences abound already. Again, he laughs. Seems genuinely entertained.]

No, you're probably right.

[Risky business to say the least.]

As for individualism...well. Time will tell I suppose. Although in some ways I expect it's inevitable.

[And whilst he gives no outward sign of it, it's not especially a prospect that he likes.]