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the sky was washed WHITE. ([personal profile] luft) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-03-15 09:04 pm

THE (reverse) PICTURE PROMPT MEME.




✦ HOW TO PLAY ✦

we're all familiar with the original the picture prompt meme and its slightly varied cousins! this is a similar concept (really only slightly different), but instead of leaving blank comments, you post your own images. then, rather than having people respond to your post with images, people simply respond with a tag inspired by your images!

POSTING:
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post one (or a few) images. you can post images you have on your own computer, google about, or poke around this blog. the less vague your images are, the easier it might be for people to respond to your posts—try to avoid making mini visualosities!
  2. optional, but nice: list some preferences in the subject header of your image post!
  3. receive tags!

REPLYING:
  1. using inspiration from the images other users have posted, respond with a tag!
*tip, though not required: if the poster has posted more than one image, specify which image you're responding in your subject header.

  2. that's it!


WARNING: may get rather image heavy!
(brought to you by rpanons. wink)
aaron_agate: (07)

Agate | OC | Kay for pic relevance

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-16 03:18 am (UTC)(link)





(And of course)

ktfe: (What You Want)

lessnthree

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-16 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
He would feel it at first behind those invisible lines that ran through his body, the ways he'd left for K. It was an effervescent shivering, a simmering prickle that began unobtrusive and feather-light but grew until it flowed in slow waves along the length of his form via those stripes. If he let them they began to shimmer, like coals when you blow on them, with each slow roll of warmth.

They began to gently compel him into shifting out of his environment, or maybe compelled his environment to shift -- was the distinction even meaningful? What had to be tendrils of K, though moving from the inside out rather than the outside in, were suggesting a place for him to be, or become.
aaron_agate: (09)

or possibly more?

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-16 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Agate's focus had been awfully split lately. He'd been more concerned about his own affairs more than he usually was, and with good reason. The usually manageable levels of wildlife that accompanied life via a population of Nexistence anchors had exploded when one of his proxies had brought back an infestation of resilient, foreign memory scraps. The long and short of it meant that Agate had been predisposed towards damage control, but atop that, he had cut his proxy out of the loop completely, and that meant a dangerous, unpredictably valent copy on the horizon.

The beginning of the slow burn up and down the blaschko markings of Agate's skin were a welcome distraction. Kay so rarely took advantage of this particular calling card -- and well she should, given the context -- that Agate rolled his shoulders back and looked upon the shifting between one domain and another with a benign acceptance, so rarely afforded Kay (and for the same reasons and context, reversed of course.)

The blonde reeled in the oncoming shift of environment, playing out shifts of sand and allowing the sparks that erupted from searing hot crevices etched out by the glowing lines to colour the sky around them a rich red. Lest Kay consider a perfect matched set of fire and brimstone, the blonde exerted the rolling in of water right up to the edge of his newly indented sand-seat on the beach. All of this with the gesture of arms and hands, as they exercised Kay's marks and gave her added fuel; their worlds ran on a predefined mix of oxygen, programmed to interact with incendiary motivation the way that real fires in the real world did.

Those influences finally exerted, Agate rose to his elongated, digitigrade feet and sighed a greeting. He was feeling wordless for once, which was ultimately a good sign.
ktfe: (Nice Smirk)

Simultaneously more and less

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-16 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
The elements he brought merged seamlessly with what she'd set up, his sand beach and ocean perhaps having already been there.

Around -- behind -- him was a lush, dusky landscape of bluffs and crevices, the sun below the horizon and the residual light painting the world in shades of red and soft brown, orange, the deepest shadows restful blue-purple. A switchback trail ran into the distance behind him, edged by copper smudge-pots that gave off fragrant smoke, and leading up the slope that led down to the water.

The place that he had invited her to burn him had been a ziggurat; the landscape she had constructed here was the reverse of that, a huge, deep, tiered valley of natural stone and patched with greenery, so that the terraces almost looked like they had been eroded there, except for the regularity of them.

The body of water that took up most of the terrace's lowest floor, on which Agate had appeared, felt like an ocean until you looked across the other side and saw the terrace that rose there; then it was like a placid lake.

Warm wind blew across Agate's shimmering stripes, calling up the fire in them again, so that sparks swirled away from the man. The wind pulled them towards the fire on the beach and, following their trajectory, there was Kay, sitting cross-legged on the other side with a steady smile.
aaron_agate: (07)

Less is more?

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-16 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
For a few minutes, the blonde took in the view with some smug, private (well... not so private, apparently) amusement. Then the cinders and sparks rose up and off of him, hiding the view and forcing him to focus on the elemental that resolved before him on the beach. This was normally where he'd include some quip or another, but they both knew that at this particular juncture, heckling or derision would be inappropriate.

Agate took a few steps closer to the woman, offering her a hand to stand. "You know, I wouldn't mind if you showed me how to use these things the way you use fire," he traced one line across his arm, which still retained a faint, orange glow.
ktfe: (Nice Smirk)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-16 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"You seem to be figuring that out alright," she told him as she took his hand, boosted herself up. The sand pushed and mounded beneath her feet. "Sending off sparks like that." She may've sent the call that woke them up, but he was allowing and sustaining the glow.

She reached up, put a palm against his shoulder, stroked down where the lines curled around his arm. Hot tingles followed her hand, like the first blast of a just-barely-comfortable shower. Flames licked up from the stripes she was touching. "You can call them up up you'd like," she murmured to him, watching the little licks of flame with satisfaction, "just give it a try."
aaron_agate: (07)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-16 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can I," Agate asked, raising his brows skeptically. Since the first time that these lines had come into being, he had more or less allowed them to fade into non-use; there had been something about playing with them when Kay was not around that felt... perverse, or maybe sacrilegious. In any case the entire event that had spawned this very particular relationship had also faded, like a euphoric, lucid nightmare, and Agate was feeling rusty.

He closed his eyes as she ran her hand down his arm, as the lines flared to fiery life and the skin around them began sto sear and smoke. This was one of those gestures that, in real life, would have been an unmitigated horror. Where AI's within Nexistence were concerned, the symbolism of sensation meant that gestures could take on very different meanings from what a human's hindbrain would be screaming bloody murder.

Agate grinned, spread his arms and watched the licks of flamed spiral down one arm to the palm of his hand, and across his shoulders to the other. They more or less stayed obediently within the lines, though it was obvious that the skin he wore was not completely immune to the heat and smoke he was generating. He placed his palms together and gave Kay a bow, amused but still truthfully reverent.
ktfe: (Nice Smirk)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-16 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
K watched him with a smile that looked contented and slitted eyes that had a gleam of hunger to them, a residual sensation born of remembering what it had been like, that time. To just once eat a lover, and instead of destroying, forge; it had been visceral and transcendent.

She reached out and touched his head when he was still in that bow, letting her hand call faintly to the lines on his head.

"Well, there you are," she told him in that same murmur, watching fire lick and skin sizzle around the edges. "Now, what you do with it is up to you." 'Use it like you use fire' -- K used fire for everything, wholly and soley because of the symbolic value. After all, what was combustion in a virtual reality? It was what it evoked that was important.
aaron_agate: (08)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-19 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Her touch turned the sparks and little flames into a sheet, a wall of licking fire that Agate hissed through; he focused completely on the movement of the stuff around and down his body, distributing it across his back and torso, down his legs. The sand around him took on a reddish, reflected glow that glimmered in the darkening light around them.

The sensation was, to him, something deeply unsettling. There was a definite overtone of pain throughout all of this that, for someone who had no need for pain in his day to day dealings, was a reminder of just how awful being caught in the consequences of an error or an accident could be, but it was something else, too. Because K was who she was, an elemental born of fire and merely taking a break from it in his vicinty from time to time, and because of his relationship with her, which was a complicated orchard wrought of extremely delicate maintenance (trimmed with the occasional aggressive pruning); the searing didn't drive him to dropping and rolling. Not yet, and not for the reasons that any sane person might!

Instead, he gave a glimmer of a grin and whipped his arms around; the flames followed the imposed centrifugal force of his limbs and, when he flung them K's way, launched from his hands at the elemental. 'Use it like you use fire'? What better way to than to cause a good old fashioned massacre?
ktfe: (Default)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-29 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
That elicited an inhuman shriek from her, but one that was impossible to mistake as anything but a shriek of glee as the flames washed over her. They caught or drew out some of her internal fires and she was whipped into bonfire brilliance as they whirled around her. Her human skin grew bright, brighter, finally slagging in the heat so that she grew soft around the edges.

The flare died down a touch then, sucking back beneath her skin so that instead of white hot she shone like the molten surface of a yellow star, and there was a visible grin across her inhuman visage.

"And you were asking me how!" There was fondness and guile in her tone. "You're a natural firebug. "
aaron_agate: (07)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-29 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Like the kind that emits light, rather than the kind that's gobbled up by it, I hope," he said. The grin she wore in this form was unnerving: beyond the surface, which, let's face it, any person with half a dint for skin work could obtain to degree or another, there was real heat. The kind that leeched beyond the interface of nexistence, the kind that would fry a human brain or severely damage an AI's anchorage. Hell, it might back flow into the crowd that agate was currently borrowing for the sake of this little display. A lot of people were going to have fiery subconscious upwellings in their dreams for the next little while.

He was game, however. Agate did not possess the same degree of unwarranted, not-quite-kosher control over the interface of their little session, but he could play like a kitten bats a much older cat: all about the face and then some. And he did! Once K had settled into a steady shape, the fire-laced blonde whirled back into action. Bolts of light, searing heat and all, flared across the intervening space and slammed into the elemental with increasing force.
ktfe: (Teeth)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-30 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Molten Kay crowed, whipped up her arms like two licks of flame in greeting to Agate's fiery offerings; they slammed into her and then, with force, around her, blazing into horseshoe shapes as they deflected to either side of the elemental AI.

Then she did something with her arms so that the next bolts he sent at her rolled into the first that were still blazing, and then rolled off of her. She sidestepped the combined inferno and sent the roiling blaze wholesale into the ocean-lake beside them. A screaming hiss, a sound like an explosion, and then a massive plume of steam shot up into the dusky sky. The pair on the shore were splattered with droplets that had been sent up by the impact and Kay laughed again as they hit her, hissed into smaller scrolls of steam, left little blackened dots on her plasma flesh that persisted for a few moments.
aaron_agate: (08)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-30 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
If they left little dark patches, the impromptu shower doused most of the flames spiralling along Agate's shoulders and body, and steam and smoke rose up to occlude his vision for a few moments. K was a source of bright light, but beyond that, his world became dramatically smaller. "You're playing dirty!" he drawled. Bringing his arms up, he parted the curtain of smoke and dispelled it in a spiralling breath of fresh air.
ktfe: (Smug Smirk)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-30 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
She welcomed the fresh air he pulled, sucking it into herself too to fuel her own combustion. The darkened spots across her were determining themselves into pink skin once more, so that she was a patchwork beast of molten plasma and human flesh. "Oh?"

She stepped towards him. Where she'd stood the sand had been blasted into cooling glass, and her footprints were doing the same. "Am I? I don't know the rules, then." The plume of steam across the water was blowing away, its own little smudge of cloud matter.
aaron_agate: (07)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-30 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"The rules are," Agate replied, closing the distance by a step or two, "you're supposed to keep things hot... and if you're going to get me wet, it'd better be a personal fucking favour." The moment demanded it. He wasn't taking it back.
ktfe: (Unimpressed and Amused)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-03-30 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
She stopped for a moment and gave a short howl of laughter, but his lewd punning would only stop her for so long. She lowered her head and looked at him through eyes that were growing more human again, and behind her the glass that her passing had created was crumbling back into sand. The landscape was repairing itself.

"I'll keep things plenty hot," she told him, raising her hands as if to embrace him. She was still shimmering with heat. "But it's you supposed to get me wet, not the other way around, bucko."
aaron_agate: (13)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-03-30 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a back and forth. I'll just bask in the glow," Agate retorted, laughing. He stepped forward, sliding his arms over and around her. For a moment, the searing heat of her body was too much to handle. He hissed, furiously fighting the urge to back away... but veins cooled by rain opened again, and the excess heat burning away his flesh channelled through them. For a few moments he didn't say a god damned thing; he only shivered and waited for the heat-deflecting spirals to vent spouts of flame and smoke and acrid burning away from the parts that he'd very much prefer to keep intact.
ktfe: (Mom Look)

remember this thread? Would you be okay with rezzing it?

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-09-06 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
As he channeled away the heat she was throwing off, it became easier and easier; in fact, he was leaching it from her, she was allowing him to take it and to channel it out into the air until her remaining plasma flesh slowly cooled, blackened, spread and faded so that pink human flesh again took over her small form and she was no longer so otherworldly. Her inhuman glee had been sated.

For a long minute she stayed intimately wrapped around him. Her hands pressed flat against the backs of his shoulders, right alongside where his wings would attach. Her front pressed all along his, an embrace intended for the joy of tactile sensation.

Then she stepped away, stepped back along the sand, and she was wearing a benign smile. She pressed her hands together and slowly sank down, cross-legged, to sit in the sand a few feet back from him. Little smudge-pots unfurled gently into a half-circle behind her, sending fragrant smoke up into the smoky, violet sky.

"But I wanted you here for a reason," she told him, segueing from nothing to something. "I need your help."
aaron_agate: (10)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-09-06 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
He chose to remain standing, watching this ritualistic little display with just a slight measure of caution as his skin, too, repaired itself. The blackened marks between the vivid bright spirals cut into his flesh was healing at an extremely quick pace, and both were soon enough fading to a similar pasty-pale colour, even if it was pinked up from the irritation.

"Help," he replied, a hint of disbelief in his voice. "Why would you need help from me?"
ktfe: (Annoyed or Distressed)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-09-06 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
She inclined her head and the smile turned a bit sardonic, though there wasn't any kind of fight behind it. How to answer that honestly? "Because you're a natural, and I'm just an exceptionally good imitation."

Putting her hands deliberately on her knees, spreading her fingers wide with open palms, she sobered again. This thing was tender for her, and for all that she was keeping even-keeled and serious with him she felt a little tremulous within herself. Not quite ready to let go; but that's why she needed his help, wasn't it? The other reason why she needed his help, in any case.

"I need to re-balance; my balance is off," she told him, the reiteration having a stalling quality to it. Sucking in a breath, she flickered for a moment. "I've kept too much of her -- I've imported and integrated too much human." Kay was an intoxicating thing to KTFE, and the AI had failed to resist the temptation to fall back into her old self. And then Kay had taken hold, and, given ground, refused to give it back up: then having Agate (or more exactly, the remnants of Aaron) in the mix prompted a feedback loop of desire and mourning and frustration.

Kay held up her hands, entreating, "Help me. Help me integrate. She's taking up too much bandwidth, and I know you've managed to find a way to..." She shrugged, her hands still held wide. There was no word she could think of that would accurately describe what she was asking for, which seemed to be itself part of the problem.
aaron_agate: (05)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-09-06 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"To free up resources?" he asked, his wary look quirking into a not entirely friendly smile. "You aren't ruthless enough," he dismisses out of hand, bringing both of his up as though he's challenging her to prove him wrong.
ktfe: PB Kirsten Dunst, hollow-art.com (Fury)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-09-06 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
She let her hands fall to her knees abruptly again, leaning back a few degrees. The look on her face was openly stung, and the openness she'd been exhibiting a moment ago snaps closed. Too much Kay, not enough KTFE.

"And you wondered why I asked you for help with this," she spits, and it's not a complement.
aaron_agate: (15)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-09-06 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Because I'm a ruthless cockbag," he scolded her, not unfairly. That snapping, those hands, the vitriol in general. He was quite aware that she was feeling the snap of her past at her heels. Of course she was going to be defensive... but Agate was unforgiving.

He flared a step forward, etching a few dark spectres of feathers into being where his wings would otherwise have been. "You have to be the loudest speaker, you have to be the only speaker. You have to be ruthless, cut them down, use them up. Use her up, if you want to continue forward. How do you suppose I managed to become what I am now? Allowing myself to be constrained by the singular focus of a small-minded bag of flesh and electrical an chemical impulses?" The irony here was that he relied on millions of the same for his functioning these days... but perhaps that was also his point. They did not identify loosely as Agate, nor did he treat the humans harbouring bits and pieces of his infrastructure as any more him than their autonomous minds would protest.

In all of that, though, his sneer softened, and one of the long, wide, blade-like feathers that he'd plucked was plunged into the sand between them. He rested his hands upon the pommel-like quill, regarding her with something approaching serenity. "You have options."
ktfe: PB Kirsten Dunst, hollow-art.com (Fury)

[personal profile] ktfe 2014-09-06 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
When he stepped forward, mantling half-corporeally, the smudge pots flared up and melt away and became a ring of very unwelcoming-looking fire around her. She stayed seated, her expression stayed snapped shut.

"Electrons or hormones, it's all the fucking same," she sneered at him, unbelievably angry: at him, at herself, at previous selves. Why had she even let that archive open again? Why had Kay thought it was a good idea to package bits of herself up and shut them up in a box more or less labelled, 'open when the insufferable asshole eats himself'?

But moreover, why had she called him here? I remember you, echoes up from old archives too active. I remember him coming home, telling me how he had to fight not to be disintegrated, for the sin of having been hurt. Goddamn it, it had fingers in every fucking part of her. She could feel old, old anger taking advantage of her current sting to surge. She fought with conflicting impulses, bared her teeth a little.

"I'm rethinking this," she told him, the delivery hard, metallic. He could be as serene as a summer sky, but now she was seething with hate. "I think maybe you're not so full of wisdom after all."
aaron_agate: (11)

[personal profile] aaron_agate 2014-09-06 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
At that, his hands tightened around his blade, and he swung it up in an arc so that it settled by its flat, blackened vanes over his shoulder. "Who's the one who feels incontrovertibly alone?" he asked, voice deceptively calm, even coy.

Her wall of fire had nothing on him. He'd faced that down and swallowed worse.

"You're alone because she won't let you move along."

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