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What if all my fears are right? What if everything that people have been hinting at

that my mind has been hinting at

is true? I have to know for sure. Am I a Cylon? One way or the other, I'll take that frakking test of Dr. Baltar's, and he'll tell me the truth. Then, I can go back to my Raptor, go back to Chief, go back to my life that I had and just fight off those toasters like I'm supposed to do. All I have to do is sit here and wait.

Why is he taking so long?

Gods, I want to ask him what's wrong, but what if the reason Dr. Baltar is taking forever is me? I'm a Cylon and he's scared to tell me or something like that? I wouldn't hurt him. Fine, he's not one of my favorite people in the fleet right now because his presence forced me to leave Helo behind on Caprica, and Helo was a good friend and a great ECO. I wouldn't hurt him, though. I couldn't hurt him.

Why is he looking at me strangely?

Gods, please, please just let the test be negative. It has to be green, he said. Just green, and my life will go back to being normal.

"Congratulations, it's green! It's very bright green. You're not Cylon!"

Thank the Gods.

"100% human and-- and very, very bright green, as well."

A deep breath and a slight smile, but my life will be okay now. I'm not a Cylon. The test said so. Dr. Baltar said so. I'm fine.

"Well-- well, there's nothing to be worried about anymore. Yeah, you couldn't be more human if you tried."

I'm going to be fine.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 251 (not including direct quotes from 'Flesh and Bone')

Current Mood: scared
Current Location: Galactica, Dr. Baltar's lab

( Four times Sharon died… )

Muse : Sharon (Boomer, Athena, and Eight versions)
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 471

Current Mood: quixotic

It's the lie that you believe, that you buy into. You have to, because it's your programming, so what else can you do? You follow your orders even though you don't know that's what they are at the time. You touch the Cylon Raider and call it your pet, stroking it carefully.

You don't know any better. All you want is to sneak away with Chief somewhere and have him kiss you. Have him tell you that everything is going to be okay. That his crew will be covering your ass so you don't get into trouble and neither will he for your relationship. Just because you are a superior officer.

What's weird is that that is the normal part.

You're not in control of that, either, not really in control of much of anything right now. Spiraling down, as if the FTL drive on your Raptor shut off and DRADIS kicked in with multiple contacts. Falling. Sinking, Drowning.

Drowning in water that you don't remember anything about. Where did it come from? It doesn't matter, you tell yourself, because Chief will cover your ass again and everything will be fine.

( Read more... )

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 363

Current Mood: indescribable

Water dripping, drip, drip, drip to the floor

Blood drip, drip, dripping to the floor, I've been shot, I'm dying, I'm not a Cylon

I'm a Cylon

I'm not a Cylon

( Do toasters have a soul? )

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii/Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 150

Current Mood: quixotic

( The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of the things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place. )

Muse : Sharon (Boomer, Athena, Downloaded, & Cylon models)
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 468
OOC Note : Mun comments only, please.

Current Mood: indescribable

I'd run around and play.

Really, there's not much else I'd want to do. Cylons don't get a childhood; one is just made up for us. I wouldn't want to kiss a boy, or bond with my parents, or anything like that. It would all be fake and then when I came back to reality, I would only hurt more than I already am hurting.

If I could just run around and play, though, on Troy? Or even better, just leave the colony altogether and go to Caprica where the cityscapes were beautiful? I'd walk around the parks. Maybe do a few somersaults.

I'd be sure not to interact with other humans, though. Let the other children play, unknowing of their fate. I'd just run in the sun, basking in it before I ended up trapped on a ship with eternal darkness and stars as my only friends.

Trust me, that's the only way I would want it. Who would want to be a child on a Cylon Baseship? We already had Hera on ours, and that was terrible enough. She didn't belong there. She cried and didn't even want me. Cylons should never have children, let alone be allowed to "become" children.

God's will is that we adapt, and damn it, I've done my best to do that. Which is why if I had a choice in the matter at all? I would be exactly who I am, where I am. I'd prefer the fake memories to ones that gave me hope when there is nothing left to hope for.

So frak all of that. I wouldn't run around and play. I'd just be me. End of story.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 279

Current Mood: numb
Current Location: Cylon Baseship

Write two letters: One to someone you hurt and the other to someone who hurt you.

Major Doctor Cottle,

I hope that this letter finds you in the best of spirits, or at the very least, the spirits that everyone onboard Galactica have come to expect of you.

( An apology of sorts )

Sharon re-reads the letter before sending it, then sits back down to write. Page after page of papers fall to the floor with names of people who hurt her along the way.

( Hurt too many times, too deeply… )

In the end, Sharon takes out one clean sheet of paper and writes the only thing she can think of after looking at the unsent letters.

To everyone,

Frak off. My name is Sharon Agathon, and I'm just as human as the rest of you.

That letter doesn't get sent, either, but it does make her feel better – if only for the moment.

Muse : Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 412

Current Mood: pessimistic
Current Location: Galactica, personal quarters

Once upon a time there was a girl who didn't know any better, and so she believed everything she was told. She believed in the gods and all the Sacred Scrolls, even if she didn't go to the oracles very often. Still, she believed.

Then she found out she was a Cylon, got her ass dumped by the man she loved, and was killed. It's pretty funny how that'll change your point of view on religion.

( What does it take to make you a believer? )

I was alone on the Cylon Baseship. No family, no friends. Galactica was a distant memory just like my big plan to change the world was. I was a Cylon without a past or a future, so what could I turn to? I reached for the one thing that could save me.

The Cylon God. He does have a plan, I ~~hope~~ believe, and I believe in Him.

It's the only thing left for me to believe in these days.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 340

Current Mood: crushed
Current Location: Cylon Baseship

I remember screaming as soon as I gasped for breath and saw another me standing nearby. Cylons surrounded me, told me to take deep breath, told me that they loved me. I just kept thinking, no. No, it couldn't be true.

Months later, I was in my apartment on Caprica, and they were trying to move me out of it. Yes, fine, it was an apartment filled with fake memories and an elephant statue that my parents had never given to me and some made-up family picture, too. It was all I had, though. My whole life had been a lie, and then another Cylon was sent over to me to try and talk me out of it all. I won't call her "Six", though. I'm Sharon. I'm Sharon Valerii, and she was, well, Caprica.

( Stranger in a Strange Land )

Yes, I joined them. What else could I do? I forsook the gods that the humans wrote about in their Scripture and accepted the Cylon God. I did everything possible to fit into the "new" society I was stuck with, but in the end nothing changed except for me. The Cylons kept chasing the humans, the humans kept running, and I was the one who had to frakking change everything about me.

Now, Caprica's gone and on Galactica. I'm alone again. I tried to change the world and failed, and ended up changing me.

Story of my life.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 568

Current Mood: disappointed
Current Location: Cylon Basestar

( Death is only the beginning )

Muse : Sharon (Boomer, Athena, Downloaded Boomer, & Eight versions)
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 925

Current Mood: quixotic

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209 - What are you afraid of?
208 - Four
207 - Control
204 - Reality/Insanity
194 - Vanish as though it never existed
190 - You’ve temporarily turned into a child, what do you do?
188 - Two Letters
186 - Religion
184 - We set out to change the world and ending up… just changing ourselves.
174 - Would you ever kill a human being...?

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Entries tagged with boomer

209 - What are you afraid of?

208 - Four

207 - Control

204 - Reality/Insanity

194 - Vanish as though it never existed

190 - You’ve temporarily turned into a child, what do you do?

188 - Two Letters

186 - Religion

184 - We set out to change the world and ending up… just changing ourselves.

174 - Would you ever kill a human being...?