tobiasfunkes:

what to wear when…a robot woman, cold and capable, an alkalide aberration with sleek lines and shiny angles in a world of jiggling meat and blood. she is the embodiment of engineered ascension, an iron icon of the new era of invincibility. her bones, filled with liquid metal marrow, clink and echo. her shoulderblades jut out like twin knives beside her studded spine. she is streamlined sin to some, the man-made messiah to others. if she has a soul, it lives deep in the machine, sheathed in steel-veneered sinews and bolts.

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