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[[whoops, I kinda may have been drawing way too much miracle matter.]]

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[[Speaking of drawing, I’m slowly descending into Dark Matter heckie. 

The Dark Matter on the left in 2nd row  belongs to @fallenmatter]]

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[☄]: The stranger's response was unexpected, if not startling! That sudden look of fear was horrifying, to the point that Nova jumped back a bunch of steps while the other shielded himself with wings. Did it do something to offend (other than sneaking up on him)? It thought it wasn't (to its knowledge), but that reaction sure made it feel like it did. What's wrong with saying hello? How curious. Hopefully the other didn't mind it pestering him a little more, as this clad-in-white stranger has completely caught its attention now. It seemed as though they currently weren't intent on harming Nova, so it didn't have to say that on-guard for now; at least, that was what Nova gathered from such a defensive gesture. >" Aah! Are you alright, my dear? I didn't mean to get that sort of reaction out of you! I just wanted to say hi," the comet finally said after realizing it should say something to try to amend the situation. It took a few steps towards the person again (though giving the other more distance this time). >"Do you need a paper bag or a bag of ice or anything?"

In spite of Floria’s relatively close orbit to Pop Star, it was still a planet that attracted 02′s interest on occasion, mainly for the simple fact that it held a dream fountain. His interest in the finer workings of dream springs - and potential ways to circumvent them - had not faded, and thus here he was, on Floria in person instead of sending some drones. Granted, he was right now very far away from the fountain itself, but that was alright. He could do plenty from this distance.

02 floated languidly above the spongy grass, robe and cloak trailing mere inches from the blades of green. His attention was clearly elsewhere as he glanced around, almost giving off the air of listening for something. Distracted as he was, he didn’t notice his “company” until it was practically on top of him.

Nova’s approach had been practically invisible to him; he couldn’t “hear” something that was only feeling neutral or positive emotions, and had neglected to install his usual radar of hidden Dark Matter.

He whirled around as soon as Nova spoke, demeanor remarkably unruffled despite the clear expression of indignant surprise affixed on his face… however, that soon switched to a flash of horror. He backed off immediately and brought his wings in front of himself.

That was… the clockwork comet? It felt like a clockwork comet, but the one he knew would have almost vaporised him with its mere presence, so…

This one must have been an alternate.

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[☄]: Great! That meant no time wasted on trying to convince Drawcia to let it stay (since it admittedly was not going to take "no" as an answer). Nova clasped its hands together, the smile on its face widening. Hopefully it doesn't do anything to overstay its welcome (as Drawcia only said it could stay "for a bit"). >"Ah...Thank you so much for letting me stay! So what's it like living in this world? Beyond ruling it, I mean! Is there anything fun to do?"

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[☆] “ Hmmhmm I know it is.~” Another ego boost for the witch. Despite her boasting her world was indeed impressive. Not to mention she can change and control her world at any given time. Normally having a world like hers would require a lot of energy to maintain, but not for Drawcia.

[☆] “ Hmm..” Drawcia don’t let just anyone hang out in her world. Though she don’t really see the harm of letting a NOVA roam around. Not to mention she can use this opportunity to learn more about them herself.

[☆] “ I don’t see why not.. You can stay for a little bit.”

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(    ↀ    )  –a nearsighted nerd ( design by @askthegalacticcomet )

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Send me headcanons you have about my muse.

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have you seen any dark matter recently? and, more importantly, does dedede remember?

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[[Miracle matter with horrible eye sight gives me life ]]

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[[Oops. Ended up going quiet due to midterms and a bit of stress. Here are some kirby doodles from the week though and I’ll work on responses in the morning.]] 

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[[huehue I doodled @visitorsfromanotherdimension ‘s and @youdeniedmyhappiness ‘s Magolor design after thinkin’ about some chatzy rp stuff that happened the other day ]]

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@galacta what in the fresh hell did you pull to deserve being locked up in a crystal like that

Galacta: …Yes

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Reblog this if you’re ok with people instant messaging you out of the blue.

Like, starting random conversations, discussing head cannons, feel free to message.

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ROLEPLAY CHARACTER STATISTICS SHEET. repost, replacing the old information with your muse’s information. pass it on to your mutuals for a better understanding of their muses. tagged by: @fallenmatter​


▌FACE CLAIM: itself

▌NAME: Galactic Nova ▌AGE: quite old (by our standards), young adult (by Nova standards) ▌HEIGHT: 8′5″ (is 7′11″ without heels and hat) 
▌SPECIES: clockwork star (also called Nova) 
▌GENDER: agender, okay with any pronouns (prefers to use it/they for itself) 
▌NATIONALITY: n/a 
▌BIRTHDAY: ??? ▌SUN SIGN: ??? ▌RESIDENCE: its larger comet form ▌MARITAL STATUS: single ▌ALIGNMENT: true neutral ▌DRINK: tea (either black tea or masala chai) ▌FOOD: cheesecake with fruit topping 
▌DAY OR NIGHT: both ▌SNACKS: prefers sweet (or tart) things like apples and strawberries 
▌SONGS: some high energy pop music (like idol music) ▌PET: none. wants some birds though ▌COLOUR: blue and yellow  ▌FLOWER: Ranunculus ▌SEXUALITY: asexual ▌ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: demiromantic ▌BODY TYPE: a slight hourglass figure ▌EYE COLOR: blue (kinda periwinkle) ▌HAIR COLOUR: yellow (with a slight orange gradient)

tagging: @visitorsfromanotherdimension, @coffeeandclockwork, whoever wants to do it

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[☄]: Dark matter, huh? Nova's knowledge of them was scarce (as it was unable to pick up any information on them for whatever reason whenever it roamed around the galaxy). That elusiveness is a tad unsettling, but this Dark Matter individual seemed nice though! (Nova definitely took note of how the other mentioned a previous higher up though. Did something happen to them, for him to no longer be in league with this "Zero"? That sounded a bit too personal for it to ask, so ask it did not.) "Ah. If that's the case, my dear, have you thought about what to name yourself, then? Or just not comfortable with the idea at the moment?"

  Dark Matter had been shocked, but the friendly and inviting tone in Nova’s voice put him more at ease. His expression changed back to his usual neutrality, although in the presence of such a person, he felt the need to bow slightly as he introduced himself, his cape fluttering at the action.

  “I am a member of the Dark Matter race, previously under the command of Master Zero. I do not have a name, at the present.”

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[☄]: Nova was having slightly mixed feelings about the small being. The attempt at looking lofty was definitely amusing to the comet —so much so that it had to restrain itself from laughing—, but what was that about being the captain of 'this vessel'? Surely, this being wasn't trying to lie to it, right? Judging from how scared it was just a minute ago, as denoted by that high squeak, it probably wouldn't even dream of it. How curious. It took a moment to look back at the ship before turning back to the tiny alien and giving him an inquiring look. >"Ahhh, yes please!" it exclaimed in response to the other," Lor's being awfully quiet today. Is it alright? Last I checked, it was a rather lively being with quite the attitude. Nova pouted, with bright hues looking down for a moment, its voice getting quieter as it continued speaking. >"Also... I thought that the ship was in the posession of someone named Magolor. Did something terrible happen to him?" The mechanical being's eyes seemed to narrow as it focused back on the stranger, as though casting suspicious on them. Actually, now that it's paying more attention... This "captain's" clothing style was very similar to the usual outfit that the cat-like Halcandran wore. There's something strange going on, and it was botherng the comet quite a bit!

Magolor squeaked loudly when the stranger started to approach. Uh-oh! He certainly didn’t mean to make such a scared noise, but… considering the strange gesture the creature had given the Halcandran’s ship and its intimidating size, Magolor probably would’ve let out an embarrassingly frightened noise out regardless of how he’d finally gotten a chance to look closer at the stranger! Who needed to be that tall? Was this person from a land of giants or something? Oh, there was a good reason Magolor avoided those strange galaxies where things always seemed to scale themselves up, and this intimidation was one of those reasons!

In an attempt to make himself look a bit more dignified, the Halcandran cleared his throat and straightened his lack of gait. Smoothing his cape out and floating just a bit higher, he stared as nobly as he could at the approaching… whatever it was. Maybe it wasn’t as threatening as its tall stature made it look to the pilot of the Lor Starcutter? For good measure, he floated a bit higher, trying to get about eye level with whatever this strange hull-knocking creature was.

“E-er! Yes! Greetings! I’m the captain of this vessel. I noticed you attempting to talk through my ship’s hull. Can I perhaps be of any help to you?” Magolor asked with as professional a tone he could manage.