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This woman visibly cringes at the use of the word "astrology". "Astronomy. It's astronomy. These are two totally different things. One is the study of the stars, the other is using the stars to predict the future. One is an actual science, the other usually isn't. Except for when it is."

"AND WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT BLACK HOLES!" Whoa, why'd that set you off? "The Void! The Void Between Realities! The space between spaces! That fucked up, evil place that exists outside all realms! THAT Void! THE Void!" Why do you care so much about the distinction?

And, for that matter, not acknowledging the whole 'you were definitely kicked out' thing?

"... Sorry, am I supposed to care about every single star in the sky? I don't see what learnin' about what's out there'd help me. Astrology ain't gonna help me fight the Yakuza on the streets today." I think you've both got different viewpoints. Just a tiny bit. "I mean, if you want an Astrology center, those exist. People do like to look at stars an' shit, but that ain't me."

He didn't think talking to someone could be this... exhausting. He scratches the back of his head as he tries to process any of Whatever The Fuck Is Happening. It's not working, but it's keeping him sane.

"So, you have to find... a void? THE void? I don't think black holes exist on the streets, either. As for that second part..." He hesitates. Does he really want to say it—

"You sure you weren't kicked out? Because it sounds like you got kicked out."

... OKAY.

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"Mobile g- Proxima is literally the closest star to this hunk of rock! Aside from your sun! Or at least it is in most universes! That's why I say uncultured!" On the one hand, I can't say I disagree, on the other hand, I think most people couldn't actually name a single star outside of, like, the north star, and even then that's not its actual name. "Stars, does NO ONE in this world learn basic astronomy?!"

This rather... erratic woman, is now just grumbling. "I miss my wife. It's been, like, eons. She actually knows stars."

Sigh. "Alright, so whatever. I guess I have to go back to the Void to try and find my way back home again. Fantastic. I'd've normally gone via Astrus, but I still don't know what the hell's gotten into them. It's like everyone went crazy in my absence. Last time I was there they kept trying to get me to get checked out." Ah, yes, that makes them crazy.

"Uncultured—No, actually, I think you just don't know what normalcy looks like! Hate to say it, but I've got no idea what a Proxima Centauri is. If I didn't know you were from out of this universe, I'd of thought it was some mobile game."

Remember that headache I mentioned earlier? Yeah, it's here in full force now. This was well, WELL beyond what he expected was gonna happen, and now it's too late to just back out. His life is agony. His life is deeply funny.

Ugggh... The things I do for heroism...

"... Right. Okay. So you're the personification of a star. Got it. Makes about as much sense as everything else. I ain't gonna worry about how rare seein' somethin' like that is.

He squints as she explains the Dark Evangel. Truthfully, he had his doubts it was exactly as she said—This girl was a total space case, after all. But, well... He knew his limits, and that was SIGNIFICANTLY above his pay grade. Bo use tryin' to question shit that high above. Just be glad it doesn't concern you.

"That's pretty typical Dark Lord shit, but... Whatever. It sounds like you've got your hands full dealin' with that. The multiverse an' all is important. I know that much. Though, I guess more importantly... Do you have any idea how you're gonna get back to fight the good fight or whatever it is? 'Cause again, definitely none of that shit is here. I'd of definitely heard somethin' otherwise."

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"Wow, you're uncultured. Do you even know what 'Proxima Centauri' is? Used to be a good friend of mine."

"And I guess 'used to be a literal star' might be more accurate? I was a star that exploded a long time ago and now I'm a physical person. Kind of. We're called Nova. But that's not really important."

"And the Dark Evangel isn't some dark lord, she's an evil wielder of some of the most dark and evil magic in the multiverse. And yet it's all 'she's not so bad' this and 'mostly self-defense' that with her. What the hell is wrong with people?" That's a hell of a question coming from you of all people.

"I'unno! I ain't exactly ever been outta the planet before. What's different? Planets an' shit? I can only name the ones in our solar system."

He squints at her defensive response. His worst nightmare had come true: She was, in fact, sober.

Let's make one thing clear though. Just 'cause you're sober doesn't mean you're sane. Frankly, you're actin' like a lunatic right now.

"... You're a literal star?" Annnd that seemed to have caught his attention! "I mean, I guess that would explain... quite a lot of this, actually. Though... Dark Evangel? What, you from an RPG world or some shit? Dunno why you're beefin' with some Dark Lord or whatever, but... Good luck with that, I guess? There definitely ain't any Dark Lord types here. Not to that degree, at least."

... Not really what she meant, but I won't fault you for thinking that.

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"Earth? The Milky Way? Do you have any idea how little that narrows it down? There's like a billion variations of each." Hey, you're the one who asked. "I mean, still definitely the wrong place, but."

"And I keep being asked that question! Since I got back it's just been 'oh, Ame, are you sure your head's on right?', or 'I know you're a literal star and can't get drunk but it really feels like you're drunk right now', or 'why do you suddenly have beef with the Dark Evangel', as if the answer to that isn't obvious. I'm perfectly sane, thank you!" ...well, uh, there's her name, I guess! But that's not really the question that was asked, was it?

Oh.

Oh. This was about to be some Bison grade Bullshit.

"The fuck is an Astrus—No. One thing at a time." He takes a deeeeep breath. He's now acutely aware he's just run right into a nuclear missile of a situation. Cool! Awesome!

"... Okay. It's far worse than I thought. You're on Earth. Does THAT ring any bells? As for universe... Uh. I'unno. The one that has the milky way? I ain't exactly sure how to handle multiverse bullshit... At least, that's what I'm assumin' this is."

Or maybe this is a nightmare. I think I'd prefer that.

"You're right about one thing, though. You're severely off whatever path you're 'pposed to be on if you're askin' about universes. You're... lucid, right? Sober an' all? This a space case moment instead of just bein' literally from space?"

... Honestly, it was a fair question.

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She's taking a moment, seemingly trying to recall if tha-

"Doesn't ring any bells. Stars above, I really did wind up in entirely the wrong place, didn't I?" No shit. "Astrus doesn't even seem to be active here."

"What planet is this? Actually, scratch that, what universe is this?" I don't think he can answer that second one. "I get the feeling I'm way more off the path than I thought. Like some cosmic prank out to get me specifically. Wouldn't be the first, or the last, at this point."

Okay, she's definitely insane. Good to know.

"I don't think that's the important part he––Whatever. Look, just... Wait. You've seen others like––This is common to you?!"

His brain goes a million miles a minute trying to process what the hell this girl even is. This felt like a gigantic headache just waiting to happen, and he was nearly ready to find an out, but something she says catches his attention. Rubbing the back of his head with an exhausted sigh, he manages to... SOMEWHAT control his bewilderment. He didn't hear that last part, but that probably wasn't important! Right? Right.

"You weren't supposed to be here? Okay. That explains... some of it. Right now, you're in Shibuya. In Japan. Do either of those names ring any bells, or are you from... Way, WAY out there? Because it wouldn't shock me, at this point."

Well, he's to the point. You can't discredit that!

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She's not even addressing Chao's disbelief in her assertion of being the most dangerous individual around, and is instead moving straight to... "What's so weird about my hair?" Oh my god.

"I mean, I've seen plenty of people with hair like mine. What, is it weird because it's-" She pauses for a second to grab a strand of her hair to look at. "-teal?" Did you really just-

"And yeah, I'm completely lost." Oh we're just moving on from that huh. "If I can ask, where am I? This isn't exactly where I was planning to end up. Damn Void." That last part was very much said under her breath, and might readily get missed by Chao. Assuming it doesn't get missed by virtue of him trying to figure out what the fuck this woman's deal is.

For a moment that was both brief in real time but also felt like an eternity, Chao stares at the woman with a look of utter bewilderment on his face. What was... ANY of that?!

"You realize how insane that sounds, right? I mean, no offense, and I definitely don't NOT believe you, but... You ain't exactly givin' off an air of intimidation, here."

Admittedly, that was a good thing. He wasn't looking for a fight where there didn't need to be one. But was this girl serious? She looked like she's never seen another person before. Especially when she asks something like THAT!

"What do I mean—Obviously I'm talkin' about your hair! Is that not some cosplay piece or somethin'? I haven't ever seen anyone look like you do out in the open. I'm surprised you haven't been approached by someone yet with how much it sticks out... And your height, too. People as tall as you ain't common either." ... Hypocritical! But valid.

"What're you even doin' here, though? You look lost... and you're definitely actin' like you are, too."

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This mysterious, extremely unusual woman nearly jumps out of her skin as she's called out to, having clearly not expected... well, I don't know, actually. "Ah, uh. Yeah. Hi."

...She takes a second to regather herself, clearing her throat.

"Eh, sorry about that. I appreciate the concern, but at least as far as I can tell, I'm probably the most dangerous person around." ...beat.

"Oh, uh!" And now she realizes what that may have sounded like. "Not that that's, like, a threat or anything. Just, there's not a whole lot out there that can threaten me, is all." Good job. You're acing this social interaction. "Also, what do you mean, 'with how bright you are'?" ...your hair looks like a fucking GEMSTONE.

You see many strange things on the streets, but this? This definitely takes the cake.

People wander to and from all the time, but they always blend in. Even if unintentionally, you'd never suspect them to be anything unless you sought them put

This? This was equivalent to a spotlight saying "HEY! HERE I AM!", and in a place like this that spelled trouble.

Spotting the figure—As did everyone in a five mile radius, he assumes, Chao pauses, confused by what he's seeing.

... Is that some Black Rock Shooter character cosplay???

... Well, it's a fair assumption. Regardless, she deserved a warning.

"OI." Calling out to her, Chao approaches, hands raised to show he doesn't mean any harm. "You prolly shouldn't be wanderin' so aimlessly around places like this. Things can get real dangerous, y'know... And you make a pretty obvious target with how bright you are."

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There are many strange things across the universe. There are many strange places across the universe. Sometimes, strange things are in strange places, but sometimes, strange things aren't.

Given the quite unusual woman currently wandering god-knows-where (from her perspective at least), this seems to be a case of a strange thing in a non-strange place. Or... at least not the right strange place.

This woman, a bit lanky and quite tall at 6'1", and with shimmering hair that almost looks like thread spun from aquamarine, sticks out like a sore thumb. Hell, she'd stick out even in the middle of an anime convention.

"...I don't even know where this is." And clearly she is very lost.

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A certain half-Nova is now just... nursing a coffee at William's Burger Castle in the middle of the night. Guess I've now established you as a regular there.

Tonight's not a great night for you, huh?

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In a bedroom, a small child stirs; she looks young, no older than 4 or 5, with light hair whose coloration is hard to place- at one angle it might look a little pink, at another a little blue. Her bedsheets, a slightly-cartoony starscape.

She hadn't been in bed long, maybe an hour, but she was never a heavy sleeper, and she's feeling a bit thirsty. Pinkish-blue eyes blearily blink open as she sits up, briefly rubbing one eye, before reaching over to her bedstand. She seems to fumble a bit, almost knocking over some things, before she successfully grabs what she was looking for- a pair of large, round glasses. They seem a tad bit big for her, but she doesn't seem bothered by this as she puts them on.

The little girl stretches briefly, letting out a squeaky yawn as she does, before grabbing what appears to be a stuffed wolf that was near her pillow, scooting over to the edge of the bed, and carefully stepping down to the floor via a small wooden stepstool. She carefully tiptoes through what most would consider a veritable minefield in a case like this- a patch of scattered plastic bricks, in a room only lit by one little nightlight on the far wall. The little girl has no problems with it; she doesn't understand why yet, but she can see very well in the dark.

Once she's through that, she trots over to the door, neatly avoiding tripping over what appears to be some more mechanical toys- little gears, shafts, and whatnot, assembled into various little contraptions. She carefully reaches up to the door handle, opening the door a little awkwardly due to still being, well, tiny, and walks out into the hall.

Her plan here is quite simple: Sneak her way down to the kitchen, grab herself a cup of water to drink, sneak back up. A little stealth mission. It's not like her parents would be upset to find her awake at this hour in search of something to drink, she just wants to be sneaky because she can. Before she can engage on her stealth mission, however, she pauses at the top of the stairs, realizing her plan may already be foiled: She can hear voices from downstairs.

She can't really hear them all that well, but one she can somehow understand surprisingly well despite that; like she can "hear" her mother's words in her chest rather than her ears. And now she's curious what they're saying.

"...know it's a little bit sudden, but Astrus is worried about this thing."

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"Yuki'll be fine; I won't be gone long. A month, at most. We'll call it a business trip! Or something. I dunno, maybe she'll get the idea of 'Mom went off to fight a big monster', but she might be too young for that. Either way, I'll bring back some cool stuff for her. I'm sure the others will have gifts! They've all been really wanting to meet her."

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"Aww, you're worried about me? I'll be fine. It shouldn't be a big fight or anything; Astrus just wants us to send it back where it came from. We don't want to kill it if we don't have to."

"I promise. I'll be back before you know it."

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In the present, something like two decades later, Yuki Sakura suddenly blinks awake in her bed.

Staring at the ceiling, she sighs quietly. "...that damn dream again."

A memory. One she's never been able to forget. The last time she'd heard her mother's voice.

She left that night. To fight some big, scary monster, apparently.

She never came back.

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Well, next pick on the list would be...

This clown! Fuck Nintendo, but he's probably one of my favorite video game villains, and very fun to write for. In particular I'm very fond of how he's written in the RPGs; kind of a bumbling idiot, full of bravado, and a competent leader. Yes, I was rooting for him in his Death Battle against Eggman.

The only thing that'd really stop me is I have, like, 15 icons for this guy. And most of them are promo renders.

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There's a couple examples I could pull, but honestly I'm going to pull an oddball one that technically I have written on Tumblr.

This dingus, who may be familiar to those who remember my writing on dorkindustri, formerly known as Noroi, now called Mûre ("blackberry" in French). She's probably the one character from my old Neptunia writing that I feel was pretty criminally underexplored, given the implications of her having some, uh, serious issues, that weren't really touched on much outside of an event fight I don't particularly like acknowledging (because I hate how it was written) and. I guess that one time she hid away in her Basilicom for like three years straight.

Okay and the time she went absolutely ballistic on a vending machine.

Also she's never once had the opportunity to interact with her little sister, and that's a crime.

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There are many strange things across the universe. There are many strange places across the universe. Sometimes, strange things are in strange places, but sometimes, strange things aren't.

Given the quite unusual woman currently wandering god-knows-where (from her perspective at least), this seems to be a case of a strange thing in a non-strange place. Or... at least not the right strange place.

This woman, a bit lanky and quite tall at 6'1", and with shimmering hair that almost looks like thread spun from aquamarine, sticks out like a sore thumb. Hell, she'd stick out even in the middle of an anime convention.

"...I don't even know where this is." And clearly she is very lost.

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There are many strange things across the universe. There are many strange places across the universe. Sometimes, strange things are in strange places, but sometimes, strange things aren't.

Given the quite unusual woman currently wandering god-knows-where (from her perspective at least), this seems to be a case of a strange thing in a non-strange place. Or... at least not the right strange place.

This woman, a bit lanky and quite tall at 6'1", and with shimmering hair that almost looks like thread spun from aquamarine, sticks out like a sore thumb. Hell, she'd stick out even in the middle of an anime convention.

"...I don't even know where this is." And clearly she is very lost.

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If you're somehow not one of the members of my basically found-family or mutuals on Discord that I've linked this blog to and you're reading this at any point

Hi nice to meet you name's Emi this is gonna be a side thing I do when I'm not doing RP stuff on Discord. Despite my fancy tags and all that this isn't going to be a high priority for me most likely and I'm only really doing it cause my friends are. I'll probably work on all the pages you'd expect from this sorta thing at one point but don't expect it to be an immediate thing. I'm open to meeting new folks generally speaking but I'm gonna be selective on the whole, bordering on being almost a private blog. We'll see where things take me though