[she wolf warrior]

Markkkk

[Tatzel]

Mark ^v^

[Jaskiest]

mark!! c:

[Sethh]

mark<3

[wandzie.]

Mark yayyyy!
I probably won't try out, with my amazing art, writing and luck skills >.>

[10ke]

marks with entire life

[lonk]

marking ewe

[Goosecheese]

murkmarku

[ariae.]

Lalalalaaa~
marks quietly with marker

[M00N]

"Do you think this will go through?"

"Why wouldn't it? If our calculations are
accurate, it must."

"I know that, but, if they aren't?"

"It'll go down as a failed run like every other
time. Better hope we were right."

"Yeah.."

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30 years ago...

It started with a sentence: "I'm going to change the world."
Sure in his form, backed up with all of the calculations, formulas, and
technology, the programmer presented his plan.

Yet there still remained a question: would this plot actually work?

A humble, yet in the same chord, sophisticated, 3D printer sat on the conference table.
The man, heart beating heavily, pressed the "print" button.

The final result: a mouselike creature resigned to laying still on the build pan of
the device. Everyone's attention was focused on its lifeless body as they exchanged
glances of uncertainty.
At last someone had the courage to speak, "Gregory, is this some kind of sick jo--"

It took a breath.

The Brilliance of an Organic Robot
Years later, a familiar scientist reemerges
to present a second creation.
--"The first of its kind, my creation, dubbed 'Strike
3.40' is guaranteed to be loyal and committed to
its tasks. Among its many features, Strike is
practically addicted to fixing errors! It'll
relentlessly search through writing for
grammatical or spelling errors, and will run scans
on machinery to ensure safety of the user.
--Strike comes preprogrammed with far more
knowledge than the average plumerian could ever
hope to possess! It can effortlessly retrieve the
name of the 32nd plume to walk on Venus, or
remove a virus from your computer with a snap
of its-- paws.
--Built from a combination of mammalian and
robotic features, Strike will protect and serve
reliably, safely, and menacingly, but with a friendly,
familiar, and approachable exterior."

Do you ever feel
Like there’s a hole in you?
One that cannot heal;
One that is dug all the way through.

If it can’t be fixed,
There must be a way to fill it.
But, I fear my chance of that is nixed,
I have missed too many opportunities, I must admit.

I had seen the lock,
My eyes passed over the key,
Yet my feet stayed still as time passed on the clock,
But no longer I will wait to be free.

I’ve always been “good” so they, my overseers, occasionally allowed me to “watch” myself in the gym without locking the doors to the outside, which I had no more than peeked out before. I don’t think they expected my flight.

After a few days I made it to the city.
I noticed a figure, a lone plumerian sitting in the alley between two buildings. She appeared rather depressed and surprisingly non-threatening. I suppose I expected that there existed "normal" beings in the "normal" world, but perhaps it was too good to be true? What if they were just a spy? There was no doubt Flash would have people looking for me.

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It became apparent I was singing off tune in the chorus of “life.”

I should have played it like the rest.

But what’s “living” without risk?

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Etcetera

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I was brought to life to fix, and this I will do