[Arashi] Perfect World
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neko_kirin3104Title: Perfect World
Group/Pairing: Arashi/Yama (Ohno/Sho)
Prompt: 023 Two
Wordcount: 500+500 words [in 5+5 drabbles]
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU/Sci-fi
Summary: Because there are always two sides to a story. And the borders separating them are often smeared in shades of gray.
Note I: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
je_prompts. Also inspired by the Puzzle and Dragons cm.
Note II: Exposed texts are the masked Arashi’s POV. Texts under spoiler-cuts are the android Arashi’s POV.
Sho
We are the cool guys, although not in the truest sense of the word.
Sure, we fight for the right reasons now.
Fight for a better cause.
The weapons that we wield are strengthened by our will to serve, sharpened by the bloodless wounds of our enemies—
The enemies that we, ourselves, have conceived.
It is true that humans, by default, are creatures of violence.
We crave for it, hunger for it.
An ancient, instinctual need that delivers us to our own worst downfall time and time again.
We’re the cool guys, true.
But we are far from being heroes.
Sho
We are the bad guys, although not as we are often perceived to be.
Our reasons to fight have just become clearer.
Our cause has gone far beyond just survival now.
We are our own weapons, strengthened by the human’s pride in their own intellectual advancements, sharpened by their deep-seated abhorrence for peace.
We exist as we are because of the very human need to fuck up whatever good thing they have going in this otherwise perfect place they call home—
But things are about to change now.
We’re the bad guys, sure.
And we want this place for ourselves.
Aiba
It was fun while it lasted, I’ll never deny that.
It’s also sick, and crazy, and perhaps even just a teeeeny tiny bit on the ‘overdoing-it’ side... I’ll never deny this, too.
After all, we’re all, by now, already clear on the fact that we humans do have the sickest minds.
The androids? They were not originally made for play!
It just turned that way because that’s what we do.
We take one good thing and twist it around and around to serve our own sick need for satisfaction.
Our own mindless craving for gore.
Humans... we will never learn.
Aiba
It must’ve been fun for them then, as it is now, hacking us off with their fancy weapons, piece by tiny piece. Destroying what they themselves have created for what had originally been a good cause.
That’s just how humans are. Sick. Crazy. Never truly satisfied. Nor at peace. Nor smart enough to stop at one good thing—
We take delight in knowing that, by now, they already know that we are not easily subdued.
Perhaps a trace of their sick minds have indeed rubbed off of us.
But we’re gonna be better than them.
And their time’s already up.
Jun
Ohno-san hesitated. And for that one brief moment I thought I was gonna watch my friend die.
The androids are getting smarter. Slowly warming up to the frameworks upon which they have been spawned—
Us.
And I would’ve expected nothing less from Sho-kun’s android counterpart.
It knows Ohno-san. It knows of the man’s weakness.
The flitting blue of our Captain’s saber staff reflected an eerie glint in that android’s eyes that could almost be taken for affection a split-second before saber was finally able to cut through steel.
They are changing. Bettering themselves every time.
And we’re slowly getting screwed.
Jun
The masks aren’t really hiding much. I can still smell their fear, their anxieties through their cheap hooded cloaks.
Their leader is the weakest of them all. This was the first thing we learned about them.
It also made us realize the defects in our own supposedly finer design.
We are infected with the same age-old sickness that’s been causing humans to mess their lives up at every turn. One even more so than the rest.
Their leader is going to be their downfall, as Android Sho is gradually becoming ours.
I’m never gonna allow this to screw us all.
Nino
It started out as a game. Well, not exactly.
It started out as an idea. A spark of genius that yielded a rather disastrous result that is not entirely unexpected.
The androids were initially designed for therapeutic purposes. At least, that’s what Johnny’s Lab was originally aiming for.
But you know how one good idea can quickly go bad in the wrong hands, right?
Those wrong hands being ours.
We’re not moping about it, though. Oh no, not me!
We make mistakes, we learn from them.
We change.
Because that’s what humans do.
We adapt. We fight back.
For survival.
Nino
It started out as a game. At least, for them.
We were made for a good reason. A way to give humans a concrete view of how a better version of themselves would be like. Learn from us. Take after us.
But humans... they are surprisingly dumb.
Very quickly, they became savages, leisurely took to playing heroes to their own personal villains... us.
We’re the product of their own sick need to destroy each other. In underground chases, well-organized tournaments—
We were never designed for battle.
But we learn. We adapt.
And we have resolved to fight back.
For freedom.
Ohno
I’ll never deny I did enjoy the games when they were still just that. A game. A way to de-stress.
We meet up, dress up, choose our war zone, and literally fight our own personal demons.
The exhiliration is one of those things that can never be explained. Just exclusively felt.
But it was just too good to last.
For the androids were soon threatening our lives. Our loves. Our very existence—
I am afraid.
But as long as I have Sho-chan to protect, I’ll keep fighting.
We are humans. We have spirit.
And the heart to win this war.
Ohno
We do not feel. We perceive. We have this over them.
Thoughts and feelings don’t mess us up, because we understand them. We process them better than any human can.
We know how pain feels like. It does not slow us down.
We know what love is. But this, too, shall never hold us back.
We have become one powerful entity able to look after itself. Reproduce itself deep inside this impenetrable facility that the humans themselves have fortified.
We are like them. But we will never be like them.
We are evolving.
And this war has only just began.
***I don’t have any idea what Ohno's weapon is called. Feel free to enlighten me if you know. :)
***Thoughts on war and violence were greatly inspired by reading The Walking Dead tpb’s, All Out War, and are not necessarily my own. I'm pro-human~ ^^V
Group/Pairing: Arashi/Yama (Ohno/Sho)
Prompt: 023 Two
Wordcount: 500+500 words [in 5+5 drabbles]
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU/Sci-fi
Summary: Because there are always two sides to a story. And the borders separating them are often smeared in shades of gray.
Note I: Written for
je_prompts. Also inspired by the Puzzle and Dragons cm.Note II: Exposed texts are the masked Arashi’s POV. Texts under spoiler-cuts are the android Arashi’s POV.
Sho
We are the cool guys, although not in the truest sense of the word.
Sure, we fight for the right reasons now.
Fight for a better cause.
The weapons that we wield are strengthened by our will to serve, sharpened by the bloodless wounds of our enemies—
The enemies that we, ourselves, have conceived.
It is true that humans, by default, are creatures of violence.
We crave for it, hunger for it.
An ancient, instinctual need that delivers us to our own worst downfall time and time again.
We’re the cool guys, true.
But we are far from being heroes.
Sho
We are the bad guys, although not as we are often perceived to be.
Our reasons to fight have just become clearer.
Our cause has gone far beyond just survival now.
We are our own weapons, strengthened by the human’s pride in their own intellectual advancements, sharpened by their deep-seated abhorrence for peace.
We exist as we are because of the very human need to fuck up whatever good thing they have going in this otherwise perfect place they call home—
But things are about to change now.
We’re the bad guys, sure.
And we want this place for ourselves.
Aiba
It was fun while it lasted, I’ll never deny that.
It’s also sick, and crazy, and perhaps even just a teeeeny tiny bit on the ‘overdoing-it’ side... I’ll never deny this, too.
After all, we’re all, by now, already clear on the fact that we humans do have the sickest minds.
The androids? They were not originally made for play!
It just turned that way because that’s what we do.
We take one good thing and twist it around and around to serve our own sick need for satisfaction.
Our own mindless craving for gore.
Humans... we will never learn.
Aiba
It must’ve been fun for them then, as it is now, hacking us off with their fancy weapons, piece by tiny piece. Destroying what they themselves have created for what had originally been a good cause.
That’s just how humans are. Sick. Crazy. Never truly satisfied. Nor at peace. Nor smart enough to stop at one good thing—
We take delight in knowing that, by now, they already know that we are not easily subdued.
Perhaps a trace of their sick minds have indeed rubbed off of us.
But we’re gonna be better than them.
And their time’s already up.
Jun
Ohno-san hesitated. And for that one brief moment I thought I was gonna watch my friend die.
The androids are getting smarter. Slowly warming up to the frameworks upon which they have been spawned—
Us.
And I would’ve expected nothing less from Sho-kun’s android counterpart.
It knows Ohno-san. It knows of the man’s weakness.
The flitting blue of our Captain’s saber staff reflected an eerie glint in that android’s eyes that could almost be taken for affection a split-second before saber was finally able to cut through steel.
They are changing. Bettering themselves every time.
And we’re slowly getting screwed.
Jun
The masks aren’t really hiding much. I can still smell their fear, their anxieties through their cheap hooded cloaks.
Their leader is the weakest of them all. This was the first thing we learned about them.
It also made us realize the defects in our own supposedly finer design.
We are infected with the same age-old sickness that’s been causing humans to mess their lives up at every turn. One even more so than the rest.
Their leader is going to be their downfall, as Android Sho is gradually becoming ours.
I’m never gonna allow this to screw us all.
Nino
It started out as a game. Well, not exactly.
It started out as an idea. A spark of genius that yielded a rather disastrous result that is not entirely unexpected.
The androids were initially designed for therapeutic purposes. At least, that’s what Johnny’s Lab was originally aiming for.
But you know how one good idea can quickly go bad in the wrong hands, right?
Those wrong hands being ours.
We’re not moping about it, though. Oh no, not me!
We make mistakes, we learn from them.
We change.
Because that’s what humans do.
We adapt. We fight back.
For survival.
Nino
It started out as a game. At least, for them.
We were made for a good reason. A way to give humans a concrete view of how a better version of themselves would be like. Learn from us. Take after us.
But humans... they are surprisingly dumb.
Very quickly, they became savages, leisurely took to playing heroes to their own personal villains... us.
We’re the product of their own sick need to destroy each other. In underground chases, well-organized tournaments—
We were never designed for battle.
But we learn. We adapt.
And we have resolved to fight back.
For freedom.
Ohno
I’ll never deny I did enjoy the games when they were still just that. A game. A way to de-stress.
We meet up, dress up, choose our war zone, and literally fight our own personal demons.
The exhiliration is one of those things that can never be explained. Just exclusively felt.
But it was just too good to last.
For the androids were soon threatening our lives. Our loves. Our very existence—
I am afraid.
But as long as I have Sho-chan to protect, I’ll keep fighting.
We are humans. We have spirit.
And the heart to win this war.
Ohno
We do not feel. We perceive. We have this over them.
Thoughts and feelings don’t mess us up, because we understand them. We process them better than any human can.
We know how pain feels like. It does not slow us down.
We know what love is. But this, too, shall never hold us back.
We have become one powerful entity able to look after itself. Reproduce itself deep inside this impenetrable facility that the humans themselves have fortified.
We are like them. But we will never be like them.
We are evolving.
And this war has only just began.
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***I don’t have any idea what Ohno's weapon is called. Feel free to enlighten me if you know. :)
***Thoughts on war and violence were greatly inspired by reading The Walking Dead tpb’s, All Out War, and are not necessarily my own. I'm pro-human~ ^^V
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Date: 2015-03-05 12:12 pm (UTC)Pazudora fanfic! ^v^
Are you planning to write any more? :)
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Date: 2015-03-06 11:13 am (UTC)And I do plan to explore this universe further. ^___^<3
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Date: 2015-03-05 12:23 pm (UTC)ohhhh... Sho android.. ohhhhh! ohhhhh! I cant choose sides!
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Date: 2015-03-06 11:19 am (UTC)And that was the intention. :)
Both sides are fighting for what they believe are the best for the survival of their own people. ^___^<3
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Date: 2015-03-05 01:51 pm (UTC)and well, I also don't know what Ohno's weapon is called, but I guess the one you used is quite correct XD I mean the weapon looks like a long staff weapon that used in Japanese martial arts called 'bou' with additional 'blue light' XD
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Date: 2015-03-06 11:24 am (UTC)But I am going to have to learn what the other weapons are called first, lol~! I am not kidding when I say I was going to call Ohno's a 'hi-tech bou', but saber staff did seem more fitting. XD