unhingedchaos | Look upon here for Cyberlife

[ Many have felt compelled to watch the television networks lately. At 8 am, they are all shut off, to be replaced by a simple message that the network will be restored.

Later, this title card is replaced by a live video feed. ]

Hello, everyone. Many of you remember me, though my face has fallen to obscurity. My name is Elijah Kamski and I was the CEO of Cyberlife.

Recently, I was disposed and sacked, my reputation destroyed. New information pointed to my existence as a figure who held ill intent for the world.

[ He's dressed quite clean, even his hair has now been cut short in an efficient manner. For one who has spent recent time near the northern pole of the world, he seems warm in demeanor, but those who know him will understand it is just a play. A part of a plan. ]

I'm happy to say that by cooperating with investigators, I've helped clear my name completely.

[ The sad look to his eyes? One that signifies he has to deliver truly wearing details? Fake. But it's so easy to be fooled. ]

It's in my own investigation, looking to assure the world is safe, that I discovered it's far from it. The same organization that sought to hurt me has also been corrupting all media. It's been controlling our people, tainting them.

I've bought this to our leaders and they agree. For the moment, there will be no unsupervised media, no unsanctioned digital communication. Any will be restricted beyond approved activities. This is for your safety, please cooperate and we'll all get through this.

To help our people recover, I have come back to public standing. I will be working with the American government to make sure everything is fine. Of course, my androids can be as well trusted as ever.

[ He looks off the screen and, simply, beckons for his Chloe. The one that escaped being shot by Connor, so long ago. He smiles at her in a deceptive way, one that suggests the care of the maker. ]

My second finest invention. [ The first? He will not speak of this, but it happens to be a certain blood relative, of course. ] She is ready to do anything for all of you, even if it requires ending herself. She will be investigating the source in this matter.

I will be spending time with those who are important to me. Family. Those I haven't seen in a very long time.

My daughter in particular is excited to hear about little cousins. Let's celebrate a new era of hope in the face of once intended darkness.

[ Perhaps he will use such relations to send a message or two. Perhaps.

For how dare anyone act against him? It will always come back to this. He discusses a few more details and when the video ends, it's replaced with the logo of an eye.

A new digital age has apparently begun. Will those who struck against him do him the honor of suffering? ]

I went to Home Depot today. Odd, the things they continue to allow there. Memories.

Oh my god you are a FREAK

That’s what you text me??? After all this time??? Fucking? HOME DEPOT?

Why don’t you buy up all the Home fucking Depots and rename the goddamn store to GAV AND LIJ’S FUCK ZONE

WHY DON’T YOU DO THAT, HUH. WHY DON’T YOU

What do you even want from me you penguin loving DICK

Is that jealousy I detect? I did not go there with the penguins. I am renaming nothing. I am only interested to see you can pursue happiness without me. The last I checked, attempting it had landed you upside down in the drink. Or was that the men you entertain?

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definitely jealous of you fucking off to penguin land, yeah. However could I have survived without PENGUINS

[ He was worried, admittedly. But no reason to share that tidbit. ]

God, fuck off. Happy yes. Drinking no. And who I ““““entertain”” is none of your business

Go fuck your little robots??? Just because we’re related doesn’t mean we have to actually talk to each other

Pity, I had hoped that with your impending children and my sudden discovery of my own daughter, we could share good tidings. You would have to explain yourself, perhaps that is why you insist on avoiding it. Is it a kink thing? Is it fake? My hopes did rise.

Don’t need to explain anything to you, actually. My pregnancy is less surprising than the fact that you apparently fucked someone who isn’t a robot. Wild shit

Would ask how you even know about all that, but I’m sure the answer is fucking weird. Almost as weird as you

You hoped... What? That I was faking it? Why do you CARE

How will it come out? This may ruin certain areas for future use. Of course I would care.

Did you really. JUST ASK THAT

[ That’s something Gavin’s been worried about a lot — the where — but that’s none of Elijah’s business. None. ]

Again why do you CARE? It’s not like my husband’s gonna be bitching about it to you. Not gonna be bitching about my LOOSE HOLE

You’re definitely banned from the family chat, asshole

Now, that is something to bring up, yes. You cannot marry this man. You know that? You cannot possibly think otherwise.

Ex fucking scuse me?

None of your business who I marry or why, actually. Gonna marry him even sooner now that I know you disapprove. Thanks, dumbass

I see how it is. You choose to associate with who sent me away. Are you that afraid of your impulses? How you have chosen to act around me? As that is what it always was - Your choice.

Come on, Lij. If there’s anyone in the world who deserves to get stranded at whatever pole, it’s you.

Do you just not want me to talk to you ever again. Because that’s what you’re getting really fucking close to. MY fucking impulses? Fuck you, you little Home Depot bitch

You said you were all CONCERNED about my happiness, yeah? Then why don’t you want that for me? Why do you want me to get rid of the only person who makes me happy?

What in someone like that could possibly make you happy, if not escaping your own flaws? It is not as if he is actually capable. I doubt he is no more skilled in bed as he was at permanently banishing me.

Doesn’t matter if I’m “ESCAPING MY OWN FLAWS”!!!! He makes me happy and that should be enough for you. If you had even a sliver of a soul left in that rotting carcass you call a body

You wanna hear me talk about his sexual prowess because I will absolutely do that. Also he’s got a huge dick! HUGE FUCKING DICK FOR ME TO SLOBBER ON. GO FUCK YOURSELF

No, I have no need to fuck myself. I simply have concerns. How will he be sufficient when others weren't? Nobody knows how to handle you.

Except you do have a need to fuck yourself, actually. A burning need. Otherwise you wouldn’t be such a pretentious prick

I’m not a wild horse? Not a feral dog?? He knows how to handle me just fine and HE’S GOT A BIG DICK. Why do you think I’d be marrying him if he didn’t know how to “haNdLe” me

[ As is his way, Elijah simply forgets to respond for a very long time, several days in fact. It is the day after the birth of Christopher he comes back. ]

Ah, I see. It was the possibility of his loose hole I should have been discussing. Do you regret yet?

Jesus fucking Christ what is with you and holes lately. Go fuck your robots or your Home Depot cardboard smelling freaks

Mike’s holes are fine! Fuck off!! You will never experience how amazing those holes are. Dumbass like you can only dream about those HOLES

HOLES HOLES HOLES

[ A package left at Five's current location. It is not outside his residence but rather a random door that he happens upon. This, with a simple black umbrella shading it, and a familiar monocle placed upon a whiskey bottle.

A note, in perfect black ink.

❝ I see you have happened upon my apocalypses. Will you chat? ❞

Seemingly nothing else, not a clue as to where to go. He is obnoxious like that. The package can be tracked to being ordered from the largest Cyberlife tower. ]

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[Number Five knows a bribe when he sees one, but it doesn’t stop him from plucking one of the mini bottles from the basket and downing it all at once. He was going to need it, he could feel it in his bones.

He glances around at his surroundings, notes where cameras are set up, takes in the likelihood any of them might have caught sight of this delivery person. With a shake of his head, he takes the gift basket inside and grabs another mini bottle— yeah, he’s got a problem, no, he’s not going to do anything about it, thanks for asking.

He finds the monocle wrapped around the neck of the biggest bottle in the basket. “No shit?” He mumbles under his breath, unwrapping the chain from the whisky bottle and tilting it into the light. He squints suspiciously at it and then brings it back down to bite it. That seemed to satisfy him in some way and he shrugged before lifting the monocle to his right eye. He saw… a lot of things. Too many to process. Sparrows and Umbrellas, claws and teeth, an exploding moon, the kugelblitz, blood and bone and ash, ash, ash, everywhere he looked.

He yanks the thing away from his face and sighs deeply, jumping into the kitchen to grab a glass and then back to his seat.

It takes some digging, but he traces it back to Cyberlife Tower.

This intrigued him.

With an address in hand, it’s easy to slip through a portal from the apartment he stays in, in Manhattan, to the giant building that towers far above everything around it. “Compensating for something, buddy?” he murmurs under his breath before walking into the lobby, where he will simply… wait.

Until someone acknowledges him, or his presence makes someone uncomfortable and they try to get him removed.

Five assumes if someone had been able to track him down that easily, when only Viktor knows where his apartment even IS, then they will be expecting him, and they’ll come fetch him eventually. ]

Look upon here for Cyberlife

Mid morning of October 28. A man whom would touch the world to bring about gold?

@ ratmanreed

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

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Please.... shoot this man

yes but also I love xjxjjc

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LMAO

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