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Scarves are handy for keeping your hair secure when you let it down for once.

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One day, I’ll make/draw some more icons, I promise – I just haven’t had the chance yet. But!

I’m putting out an rp ad for some short starters! Go ahead and leave a like if you’d like to rp with a wistful space teen – leaving this uncapped for now!

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   “There’s so much talk about men and women here, the differences they have, how they treat one another...is that a common facet of society? I won’t pretend to understand...” Such a strong focus on gender, bordering on obsessiveness...it didn’t make sense. 

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@nicholas-rush

   “Unbelievable...not even a single landing craft. This city...”

The Operator was not on their home turf...and it was starting, quite honestly, to get to them. Grouchily kicking a pebble down the street in a manner akin to a pouty child, the dark-haired late teen let out a sigh. They’d been scouring this place, this ‘Radial Island,’ for any sign of the technology they were familiar with, the interplanetary developments brought into being by the Orokin Empire and tweaked by other groups...but there was nothing. It was strange...being in this city felt akin to being in some child’s story, and not in a good way. There was no proper communication (other than the clunky handheld device they had been offered, which seemed to serve as a primitive datapad of sorts), no Cephalon-guided data center, and certainly no sign of any transportation of merit. The Operator hated to admit it...but they were landlocked, and that set off an unpleasant feeling in their gut.

   “Stuck on this planet...it looks like Earth, but it’s too clean. Besides, someone mentioned this wasn’t Earth after all, which means...what? It’s still not like any planet on the star map...ah!”

So strong was this feeling that they didn’t notice they had been talking to themselves until they realized they’d caught someone’s curious gaze. An older man, by the looks of him...wearing old-fashioned clothing, like the majority of people here. What odd fashion it was...

   “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to disturb you...”

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@starscale

   “A-ah...I’m sorry. So sorry...that was unsightly.”

The Operator had to take a moment to catch their breath -- steady their breathing. Just a moment ago, their heart had been caught in their throat, a near-instinctive response of panic. They’d caught sight of this individual, a smaller young woman, wandering the streets, and immediately noticed the dark patches on her skin -- patches which brought to the Operator’s memory images of twisted beings pleading for death with vacant eyes even as they screamed incomprehensibly, desperately attempting to devour all that lived; the Infestation, a terrible bioweapon, a plague challenging the stars themselves. It always started small, but it grew...always it grew, until the end...

Running on instinct and adrenaline, the Operator had barreled towards the woman in a desperate bid to reach out to her, to help in any way to stem the oncoming flood, and quickly their terror turned to confusion and embarrassment as they realized that those were not the mutalist patches they were familiar with, but a set of scales -- rather beautiful ones, at that. But now the woman was staring at this late teen, their dark hair a mess, their Void-pale eyes still trembling. The Operator couldn’t help but feel foolish.

   “Your scales...I’d thought they were...um. Well, I’m just glad you’re all right...”

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   “So many people, all living together...all normal humans, untainted by war or greed or lust for immortality. Still, they squabble and fight...it seems that such conflict is inescapable, then.”

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@wingsofeden

   “Ah -- forgive me. I did not mean to distract you.”

The Operator had been scouring the area -- much slower than they were used to, of course. Without their Warframe, moving around on their own two feet...it was a little strange, as it always was, going out in the field. They were weak...and slow. It was always painful, being reminded that without their gift, their curse, they were still just a human...just a child.

But then, the sound of music snapped them out of their reverie -- a heartfelt beat, reminding them of the search for a particular Tenno anthem. A rhythm filled with passion and heart. So it had been that the Operator had stumbled upon a lone figure, practicing their musical craft, and was forced to stop, to listen. It was only when the music stopped that the pale-eyed warrior was snapped from their reverie, looking up at the musician and offering their apologies in a gentle tone.

   “...Please, do not stop on my behalf. I was taken by your tones...I do not remember the last time I have been able to see a live performance. I hope you do not mind.”

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One day, I’ll make/draw some more icons, I promise -- I just haven’t had the chance yet. But!

I’m putting out an rp ad for some short starters! Go ahead and leave a like if you’d like to rp with a wistful space teen -- leaving this uncapped for now!

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   “There’s no way to get into space from here...hah. There I was, wondering how much longer I’d have to be cooped up in that landing craft, dreaming of existing on a nice spot of land on-planet...and now I realize how tough it is, not being able to reach the stars.” The Operator smiled bitterly, their expression carrying sadness and scorn in equal levels.

Lotus...I’m sorry. I’ll come back soon...I hope.

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UNDERTALE starters

“…But nobody came.”

“I… I’ve changed my mind about all this. This isn’t a good idea anymore.”

“YOU! You’re standing in the way of everybody’s hopes and dreams!”

“I don’t want to break their hearts all over again. It’s better if they never see me.”    

“Despite everything, it’s still you.”

“Ah, the cactus. Truly the most tsundere of plants.”

“Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward… I will KILL you.”

“It’s me, [name].”

“Wow! We haven’t even had our first date and I’m in the friendzone!”

“It pains me to say this, but… you should probably never come back here.”

“Maybe looking at this nice lamp will help you.”

“There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”

“They thought that he had killed the child.”

“Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”

“We’re all counting on you, kid. Good luck.”

“Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… Perfect weather for a game of catch.”

“You can certainly find better than an old man/woman like me.” 

“I do not know if this is pathetic or endearing.”

“Oh. My god. I didn’t expect you to show up so soon! I haven’t showered, I’m barely dressed, it’s all messy, and…”

“You’re way better at dating than I am.”

“Get dunked on!”

“This is the power that the humans feared.”

“They must be here, playing a joke on me. I’ll just wait until one of them admits it…”

“…You really like hot animals, don’t you?”

“It was nice to meet you. …Goodbye.”

“On days like this, kids like you should be burning in Hell.”

“Remember. DON’T kill anyone. …I can’t believe this is a REAL thing I have to remind you.”

“…Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?”

“You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?” 

“Don’t worry, my little monarch, my plan isn’t regicide. This is SO much more interesting.”

“What makes you think you’re in control?”

“Never come back here. You are not welcome.”

“Why does someone as great as me have to do so much to get recognition?!”

“You made your choice long ago.”

“Don’t you realize that being nice just makes you get hurt?”

“So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand.”

“I didn’t cry! I just… caught something in my eye!”

“You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!”

“Look. [Name] didn’t come to the meeting today. Say what you want about him/her/them. H/She’s/They’re weird, naive, self-absorbed. But [name] has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him/her/them on the phone… Night, day, afternoon, morning… He/she/they ALWAYS answers within the first two rings.”

“Anything you want to do is important enough. Even something as small as reading a book, or taking a walk… Please take your time.“

“[Name] hated humanity. Why they did, they never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that.”

“WELL? Are you CHERISHING?! CHERISH HARDER!”

“If you… If you think I’m gonna give up hope, you’re wrong. ‘Cause I’ve got my friends behind me.”

“Perhaps we can reach a compromise. You still have something that I want.”

“Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first.”

“No matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone.”

“This is why I never make promises.”

“ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “

“Honestly, fighting you IS pretty fun… So even if you ARE a sicko, I’ll take it!”

“Maybe you’d be better… at not killing anyone? Crazy idea, huh? Let me know how that one goes.” 

“Did I ever tell you about the time [name] flirted with me?”

“STOP PETTING THE ENEMY!”

“Now, I understand acting in self-defense. You were thrown into those situations against your will.”

“You’d better watch yourself, kid. Things are lookin’ real bad for you.”

“Are you ready? If you are not, I understand. I’m not ready either…”

“Oh my God! Will you two just smooch already?”

“Don’t you get it? There’s no such thing as happy endings. This is all that’s left…!”

“The internet! I’m quite popular there!”

“Do you think even the worst person can change…? That everyone can be a good person if they just try?”

“Don’t worry about it. Most of us have tried to kill [name] at one time or another.”

“Wowie! You did it! You didn’t do a violence!”

“Not everything can be resolved by being nice.”

“Don’t kill, and don’t be killed, alright? That’s the best you can strive for.” 

“Oh no! You’re meeting all of my standards!”

“Anime is real, RIGHT?!”

“Maybe you’re wondering if I ever get tired of winning… Wanna see my answer?”

“Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice, though.”

“This is all just a bad dream… and you’re NEVER waking up!”

“Down here, it’s kill or be killed!”

“I can’t come back. I just can’t, OK?”

“I so badly want to say, ‘would you like a cup of tea?’ But… You know how it is.”

“Would you smooch a ghost?”

“The truth is… [Name] wasn’t really the greatest person.” 

“Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn’t get this far by giving up, did you?” 

“You’re not really human, are you? No. You’re empty inside. Just like me.”

“Are you bored? I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself?”

“I’ll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach… and then tear it away just before you grasp it.”

“Come on! Step forward and let’s end this!”

“Don’t you get it? This is all just a GAME.”

“Are those two robots…?”

“If you have some sort of special power… isn’t it your responsibility to do the right thing?”

“Stop plaguing my life with incidental music!”

“Self-defense? Please. You didn’t kill them because you had to. You killed them because it was easy for you. Because it was fun for you. Do you think it was fun when I found out…? Do you think it’s fun when people’s family members never come home? Is that fun? No. “

“I wish I had eight legs… so I could wear FOUR pairs of hot pants!”

“The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others.”

“RUN. INTO. THE BULLETS.”

“I can’t go to Hell. I’m all out of vacation days.”

“They just sort of showed up one day and…asserted themselves. The town’s gotten a lot more interesting since then.”

“Our king is really bad at names.”

“If it weren’t for you, I would’ve never gotten past him. But now, with your help, he’s DEAD.”

“Then why’d you kill my brother/sister?”

“I’ve done everything this world has to offer. I’ve read every book. I’ve burned every book. I’ve won every game. I’ve lost every game. I’ve appeased everyone. I’ve killed everyone.”

“What did you do to him? …What did you DO to him?!”

“…I don’t have the heart to tell her what you did. Do you know how she’d react?”

“You didn’t even need my help, which is great, ‘cause I love doing absolutely nothing.”

“I’m smiling and I hate it!”

“Do you wanna have a bad time? ‘Cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.”

“If we’re really friends… you won’t come back.”

“Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied… killing you only ONE time?”

“I remember when I first woke up here, in the garden. I was so scared. I couldn’t feel my arms or my legs…”

“Even after all this time, you’re still the only one that understands me.”

“Why do I always get the freaks?”

“It’s possible that you may have a problem.”

“What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth…”

“I’m nineteen years old and I’ve already wasted my entire life.”

“If you’re so scared, why do you keep winking?”

“Don’t you have anything better to do?”

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gravity-lord-rises‌:

“I’m Lotus. What do you want?”

“…oh, Earth? Sorry, don’t know her. But really, this isn’t that planet most people seem to mention.”

He seemed weirdly calm for, you know, being stuck in this odd place.

   “...?” The Operator simply blinked, tilting their head in light confusion at that curt response. This person seemed overly eager to respond to the Lotus’s name, even though he was certainly not the Tenno leader the Operator had grown so familiar with...and then there was the rest of that statement. 

   “...I see. So this isn’t Earth after all.” Letting out a light sigh, they nodded their head -- a rather unplussed reaction, more idly disappointed than anything. After all, the only Earth the Operator knew was an overgrown, polluted husk -- the remnant of a once great, beautiful land. It was too good to be true, after all. “Well, do you know where it is we are...Lotus?” Hm. It felt weird in their mouth, saying it to someone who wasn’t her.

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‘ your failures are just what happened — they don’t have to be who you are ’

   “That’s a curious stance. I fundamentally agree...I guess.”

Gently, the Operator nodded, staring off into the light blue sky. Still...was that a fair response? Could they simply agree and move on...after everything that happened? Shifting their Void-pale eyes, the young warrior gave a light sigh. There were some things they simply haven’t learned to forgive themselves for...not yet. Even now, they were haunted by the dying screams of the parents aboard the Zariman Ten-Zero, turned mad by the Void and murdered by their own children, those poor souls attempting to keep themselves alive...

   “....Still, there are some things you just can’t leave be. If you commit an unforgivable sin...or do something truly dreadful. If you start forgetting...if you lose what’s important, then you may well stop being who you are...”

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credit .

‘ did it really happen if i can’t remember it ? ’ ‘ but you kept trying , didn’t you ? ’ ‘ how can someone be too young to be in love ? ’ ‘ i will never forgive you ’ ‘ you have been the star of each and every one of my nightmares ’ ‘ i’m sorry if i wasn’t the child you had in mind ’ ‘ i only ever wanted to make you proud ’ ‘ silence has always been my loudest scream ’ ‘ i used to think i was broken ’ ‘ i’ve always felt like a stranger in my skin ’ ‘ i still wonder who i would have been ’ ‘ i didn’t realize i could be my own knight ’ ‘ i’m not scared of the monsters hidden underneath my bed ’ ‘ some names will always be cursed ’ ‘ i have so much love to give , but no one ever wants it ’ ‘ in all my dreams i could find myself picking my teeth out of the carpet ’ ‘ i’m sick to death of everyone telling me how strong i am ’ ‘ death is one of the senses ’ ‘ children are not meant to die before their parents ’ ‘ fate is a fucking lie ’ ‘ everyone i love leaves ’ ‘ i’m terrified down to my very roots that there are parts of myself that can never be filled ’ ‘ fuck the idea that there is such a thing as destiny ’ ‘ the pain did not make me a better person ’ ‘ i burned the bridges to all the things i could not repair ’ ‘ i would thank you , but we both know you don’t deserve it ’ ‘ i bet you regret making an enemy out of me ’ ‘ you can hate me forever if that’s what you really want ’ ‘ hurting others is a choice ’ ‘ you can have my forgiveness but you can’t have me ’ ‘ please believe me when i say revenge was never my intention ’ ‘ i am strong enough for anything ’ ‘ i am so glad we were born during the same lifetime ’ ‘ i may not believe in fate , but i believe in you ’ ‘ i am allowed to live my life ’ ‘ do not waste a minute mourning me ’ ‘ maybe you should start treating people better for a change ’ ‘ it is a fucking tragedy when the world does not stop for you when you give it every last drop of your blood ’ ‘ your failures are just what happened — they don’t have to be who you are ’ ‘ you have to keep moving forward ’ ‘ don’t allow the world to take your kindness ’ ‘ you owe no one your forgiveness ’ ‘ love is never a weakness ’

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    @seconddreaming​ // starter call

        “ oh, those are nice - the um, the glasses. don’t look like they’re about to fall off, anyway. mine always do. ” granted, he didn’t need them - but he liked to think that he looked much smarter when he wore them. futhermore the glasses that he was able to find rarely helped with the sub-par vision he had - if anything, they actually made his vision worse.

            “ they aren’t built in, are they? looks….looks like they might be, actually, now that i look at them. seems handy. ” the android didn’t seem to be concerned with the fact that he might be invading the stranger’s personal space as he leaned in to get a closer look.

   “Built in...? My lenses?” The questions, while seemingly completely natural to this fellow, seemed only to confuse the Operator. Reaching up to gently touch the frame of their glasses, they tilted their head quizzically. Did this person just mention glasses falling off...?

   “They’re...they’re not built in, they’re fastened magnetically. It sounds awfully inconvenient to have your glasses fall off...” Gently leaning backwards, the Operator didn’t make a big show of trying to make more space for themselves even while they tried to maintain their (rather small) comfort zone -- after all, this was a new world for them; maybe this was just the way people communicated here? “It’s fairly standard design, though...I never thought of my lenses as being something too unique...I’m sorry, who am I speaking to?”

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   “Wait, art?”

   “I don’t understand half of the words people are saying...must be a different dialect...?”

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   “Lotus? Ordis? Hey, can anyone hear me?”

How many times the Operator had tried to connect to their companions since arriving here, they had already lost count. Nevertheless, they kept trying, tapping on their earset in a desperate attempt to get a connection, a signal, or any sign that they were at all still plugged into the Tenno network. No such luck. There wasn’t even static -- it was as though the Operator had just gone silent, completely wiped off of the star map. In short, an absolute mess.

Looking about, the Operator couldn’t help but be taken aback once again at the structure of this place. It was...well, it was certainly underdeveloped, technologically speaking, but nothing near as crude as Grineer architecture -- neither did it smack of the cookie-cutter methods of the Corpus, for which the Operator may well have been doubly thankful. Still, the placement of the sun, that bright blue sky, the clean, pleasant air...

   “...Am I...on Earth?”