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Players: Sparkles & Cassandra Location: Floor 52, Nova

With Nova opening up after the boss battle, the martial artist knew pretty quick what he as looking at. It was new, but familiar. Familiar to everyone except one person, and he couldn’t help that his mind immediately went to her, worried about her being overwhelmed by… everything. So after running a few errands, he ensured to shoot her a message, making plans to meet up on nova so he could give her the tour of what… out there looks like. Or at least, something similar. 

As the day came, he teleported to the 52 floor and waited at the main building, his eyes scanning the crowds of npcs and players all intermingled as he tried to locate his friend. Apparently, that was a dumb idea, because he watched her teleport in, which means he had been basically wasting his time for the last several minutes. Jogging over, he waved the woman down. “Hey! Cass!” He called out with a friendly smile.

her only memory of the world outside velia were vague dreams that she could barely remember, the most prominent memory was seeing the golden gate bridge for the first time, but beyond that, she had been drawing blanks. so, needless to say, she was excited to explore nova in the hopes it would jog some kind of memory. there hadn’t been a moment of hesitation before eagerly accepting the offer of a tour.  

perhaps she spent too much time alone, but the full, crowded streets that greeted her upon teleporting in overwhelmed her a little. blue eyes widely searching the crowd for victor’s face through the bustle. happily, she waits for him to get to her, a little afraid to push through the crowd. “hey!” she calls back, excitedly. “thank you, again, for doing this,” a beat as she walks closer to him, her voice lowering to slightly raised, rather than shouting. “are the cities on the outside usually this crazy?”

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player: cricket location: floor 52; a dingy bar (a couple of days after the boss battle)

“I have a proposition for you,”

She hummed to the music in the background and her grin came easy as she slipped onto a barstool, angling herself toward them. She felt warmth in her face. No doubt from the alcohol already coursing through her. But the lighting was dim and she wasn’t worried as she placed the drink she’d been nursing on the smooth bar top.  “Not a sexual one– unless of course, you’re into it…” A soft giggle quickly followed, and Cricket shook her head, pushing a few strands of hair behind her ear. “Kidding, kidding! Non-sexual only,” Taking a sip of her drink, she felt the sweet burn in the back of her throat and thanked the universe for low light bars, mixed drinks, and the variety of modern technology that surrounded them. Still, despite the billiards, darts, tvs, etc being alone was only fun for so long. “So, what do you say? Mind humorin’ me?”

“well, now i’m a little nervous to ask,” cassandra had no stakes set in the battle. no one she cared about had been heading into the thick of it, and she certainly hadn’t been planning on heading into the thick of it. but, at first, she had come to help where she could with taking care of the wounded. the most she did was provide clean rags and traumatize herself a bit, which chased her to the nearest bar. no matter how dingy it was. bringing her own glass to her lips, she grins, leaning in-- lured in by the girl’s giddiness, a refreshing change from the doom and gloom surrounding them from all sides. “alright, i’ll bite. what’s your proposition?”

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IT’S BEEN TWO YEARS SINCE CASSANDRA JOINED VELIA FROM SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA. APPARENTLY THEIR NAME IS MIA ELLIOT AND THEY’RE AN ARCHER. THEY HAVE BEEN FIGHTING AS A SOLO FIGHTER FOR A WHILE NOW. DIDN’T PEOPLE SAY THEY WERE NOT A BETA TESTER? I HEARD THEY TURNED THIRTY-FOUR THIS YEAR. LET’S HOPE THEY MAKE IT OUT ALIVE. [NAN, 18, EST, SHE/HER] 

insp. anastasia (movie/musical), diana bishop (a discovery of witches)

cassandra has no memory of a world outside of velia. of course, she’s aware that it’s a video game, as that’s common knowledge. and she knows that she had a life outside of it, as that is also obvious. she just has no memory of it.

her real name. her family, who she was. all of it is a mystery and it’s driving her a little insane with frustration and confusion. 

her life before and the first few days after velia’s initial startup are missing to her. blank.

the memories come to her, sometimes. in dreams. moving to san francisco as a teenager. her parents (though she forgets their faces as soon as she wakes). a ballet studio, a stage. though, whether she danced as a profession or as a hobby is unclear to her. exes, siblings, but, again, she can never remember their faces. she doesn’t even remember herself or what she was like.

her theory is that her headset malfunctioned, or that her family on the outside attempted to take it off of her with poor results. it scares her to think of what waits for her on the outside. that her memories will never fully return to her.

she doesn’t really fight, she hasn’t really been in the right mind to pick a guild to join, if she even wanted to, let alone fight in a boss battle. 

she’s just living, like it’s normal. because, to her, it is. and she’s trying to figure out who she is in the now because, she figures, she can figure out who she was once she gets out.

wanted connections:

an ex 👀: we love some Relationship Drama. we can figure out Why they broke up while plotting. it could be because she ~doesn’t know who she really is~ or because of the uncertainty surrounding everything about velia. how they might not see each other again once they log out.

fwb 👀: listen, i don’t write smut but.... cassandra is dtf with no strings attached. but i’m a shipping whore and she’ll probably develop feelings for them ngl. she’s bi as hell so 👀.

a partner!: i’m a shipping whore!!! i am still working on her personality so this one might need to wait to be filled in til later lmao.

a sibling??: maybe!!! her sibling was in the game, too, an older or younger sibling who knows who she is and it frustrates her because she doesn’t know who she is. would have to be discussed beforehand to uhhhh Avoid godmodding lmao.

drinking buddies

sparring buddies

confidant: someone who is willing to listen to her frustrations over her past being a mystery.

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Karen Page + her smiles through the seasons of Daredevil and The Punisher.

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