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Whumptober 2023 Day 5 - "It's Broken"
Connor takes a fall while chasing a suspect, badly fracturing his arm. As if the pain isn't enough, he's also losing thirium fast. With no other option, Connor has to deal with the pain while Hank tries to patch him up before he bleeds out.
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- Part 5 of Whumptober 2023
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19 Sep 2025
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An error message, angry red and insistent, fills Connor’s field of vision.
He blinks, but diagnostics reveal no malfunction. And yet, the error message persists.
It buzzes like an old neon sign, refusing to be ignored.
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19 Sep 2025
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His mind felt brutal. Brutal and desperate. He supposed his current investigation didn’t help such a fact. To think of the scars upon the victim, that sliced upon each limb so deeply and so gratuitously, seemed to tease at his mind. It made him itch, an itch beneath his skin. A sensation that begged for relief, that saturated his thoughts in a blue.
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Connor knows he shouldn't be using this as a way to cope.
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19 Sep 2025
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Connor’s preconstruction software is activating much more often than he’d like. Who knew an android problem could actually be so human?
(A 5 + 1 fic about Connor having intrusive thoughts)
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19 Sep 2025
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“Earth to Connor. What the fuck are you doin’?” Hank snaps his fingers in Connor’s face, clearly unimpressed by his wide-eyed shock. Connor takes another moment, trying to find an answer.
In Hank’s left hand, he’s holding his precinct-issued firearm; the manner in which he waves it in the air suggests that he’s angry. Angry? Connor looks back at his face; no more clues there. He tries his own hands. Gunpowder residue lingers on his fingers, but that makes no sense. There’s no thirium to accompany it, just the distinct appearance of sulphur.
Bewildered, Connor turns his palms over so he can’t see the scan anymore.
“I — I don’t know, Lieutenant,” is the answer he eventually gives, but Connor can tell immediately that it’s not the right one by the way Hank’s face crumples up. “I was—”
making a report to CyberLife dies on his tongue.
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what if amanda waited to reveal to connor that she could take control of him again?
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18 Sep 2025