( ooc | heads up: i will be taking stelle directly from the end of the 2.0 main story update, so let me know if you're okay with spoilers or not. )
▶ no p[a]st and no future, that's what i need
[ Stelle is absolutely no stranger to traveling between worlds. But even so, that doesn't mean that it isn't a bit jarring to be ripped from a dreamscape into somewhere else entirely.
It's a bit dizzying, really and it takes her a bit to get her bearings. Somehow, she feels different - like there's something missing, somehow. And the fact that she's without bat by her side and can't even access it at all is rather telling.
The words of Seraphine Nova don't exactly go out one ear and out the other, but it's difficult for her to focus entirely, although the biggest sticking point winds up being when she gets to ask about the government.
"There's a lot I will admit I don't know, but Magisteria is called the eternal city, the greatest city in the multiverse. So I trust the authorities, because life here is better than anywhere else."
She doesn't know if she trusts that statement, really.
After all— ]
...
[ But Stelle is smart enough not to start an argument when she has nothing to go off besides instinct and prior experience. Especially when she doesn't have anything to protect herself with.
Being on a train that isn't the Astral Express is very different; others who might be on it might notice her looking out the windows with a distant gaze. There's definitely a sense of longing in those golden eyes of hers, so she's actually quieter than usual.
Might want to bug her about that device... ]
▶ even i might [b]lank out, you and me
[ When she's finally snapped back to reality, she decides that she needs to actually focus instead of spacing - ha! - out like that.
Looks like there's icebreakers to play, and Stelle is excellent at breaking the ice: both proverbially and literally.
She'll be the first to admit that she isn't exactly an expert when it comes to storytelling - although she'd definitely argue that she's probably better than March, at least, but Stelle is at the very least, enthusiastic. ]
Come one, come all: to listen to the story of the Galactic Baseballer! [ Of course, she's using that term just in case she finds someone that recognizes her. What appears on the hologram is a person with a baseball bat; they're a silhouette rather than a concrete, imagined person, though. ] This hero of the multiverse has traveled across the skies of many planets with their friends, their fellow heroes.
[ Stelle makes a gesture with her hand as small projected stars dot their surroundings and more silhouettes stand behind the one with a baseball bat. ]
This story is one of courage and perseverance! And I will need your help, dear audience-
[ And she points at the nearest person, maybe that's you? ]
To tell this tale! Would you like to hear it?
▶ a magi[c] show i cannot escape
[ Did someone say puzzle games?? Stelle is actually extremely good at puzzles and has done many a dungeon crawl, so this is totally up her alley.
To the surprise of absolutely nobody who knows her, Stelle winds up with a "hungry raccoon". Which isn't entirely the most conductive of things, so she opts to see if she can find a partner, asking the first person she sees: ]
Want to team up? I'm pretty good at this sorta thing, so I'll make it worth your time.
▶ hea[d]ing to the other side, other side ( 2.0 spoilers! )
[ Getting to know the world was Stelle's number one priority.
It's why she finds herself wandering around on her own, memorizing the lay of the land until she finds herself at one of the artificial ponds.
She does find herself looking for far too long, however - which, honestly is a mistake when the scene reflected is one that she's too fond of, a shot of what seems to be a happy, wholesome selfie.
But Stelle's expression, the one crouching nearby - it isn't something fond, or even remotely happy. Her fingers by her sides curl into tight balled fists; she has to blink away the tears that start at the edges of her eyes, falling down her cheeks.
If she notices someone nearby, she tries to wipe as much of the tears from her puffy red eyes with her gloved hands, trying her best to smile through the pain; the fury that has been lit in her chest. ]
S-Sorry about that, I didn't think anybody else would be around...
▶ wildcard
[ Want to play something else completely different? I'm pretty open to any and all scenarios. As a heads up: Stelle is physically/mentally 17 for all intents and purposes.
Feel free to hit me up via PM or at tsundereban for any wildcard prompts. ]
stelle | honkai star rail
▶ no p[a]st and no future, that's what i need
[ Stelle is absolutely no stranger to traveling between worlds. But even so, that doesn't mean that it isn't a bit jarring to be ripped from a dreamscape into somewhere else entirely.
It's a bit dizzying, really and it takes her a bit to get her bearings. Somehow, she feels different - like there's something missing, somehow. And the fact that she's without bat by her side and can't even access it at all is rather telling.
The words of Seraphine Nova don't exactly go out one ear and out the other, but it's difficult for her to focus entirely, although the biggest sticking point winds up being when she gets to ask about the government.
"There's a lot I will admit I don't know, but Magisteria is called the eternal city, the greatest city in the multiverse. So I trust the authorities, because life here is better than anywhere else."
She doesn't know if she trusts that statement, really.
After all— ]
...
[ But Stelle is smart enough not to start an argument when she has nothing to go off besides instinct and prior experience. Especially when she doesn't have anything to protect herself with.
Being on a train that isn't the Astral Express is very different; others who might be on it might notice her looking out the windows with a distant gaze. There's definitely a sense of longing in those golden eyes of hers, so she's actually quieter than usual.
Might want to bug her about that device... ]
▶ even i might [b]lank out, you and me
[ When she's finally snapped back to reality, she decides that she needs to actually focus instead of spacing - ha! - out like that.
Looks like there's icebreakers to play, and Stelle is excellent at breaking the ice: both proverbially and literally.
She'll be the first to admit that she isn't exactly an expert when it comes to storytelling - although she'd definitely argue that she's probably better than March, at least, but Stelle is at the very least, enthusiastic. ]
Come one, come all: to listen to the story of the Galactic Baseballer! [ Of course, she's using that term just in case she finds someone that recognizes her. What appears on the hologram is a person with a baseball bat; they're a silhouette rather than a concrete, imagined person, though. ] This hero of the multiverse has traveled across the skies of many planets with their friends, their fellow heroes.
[ Stelle makes a gesture with her hand as small projected stars dot their surroundings and more silhouettes stand behind the one with a baseball bat. ]
This story is one of courage and perseverance! And I will need your help, dear audience-
[ And she points at the nearest person, maybe that's you? ]
To tell this tale! Would you like to hear it?
▶ a magi[c] show i cannot escape
[ Did someone say puzzle games?? Stelle is actually extremely good at puzzles and has done many a dungeon crawl, so this is totally up her alley.
To the surprise of absolutely nobody who knows her, Stelle winds up with a "hungry raccoon". Which isn't entirely the most conductive of things, so she opts to see if she can find a partner, asking the first person she sees: ]
Want to team up? I'm pretty good at this sorta thing, so I'll make it worth your time.
▶ hea[d]ing to the other side, other side ( 2.0 spoilers! )
[ Getting to know the world was Stelle's number one priority.
It's why she finds herself wandering around on her own, memorizing the lay of the land until she finds herself at one of the artificial ponds.
She does find herself looking for far too long, however - which, honestly is a mistake when the scene reflected is one that she's too fond of, a shot of what seems to be a happy, wholesome selfie.
But Stelle's expression, the one crouching nearby - it isn't something fond, or even remotely happy. Her fingers by her sides curl into tight balled fists; she has to blink away the tears that start at the edges of her eyes, falling down her cheeks.
If she notices someone nearby, she tries to wipe as much of the tears from her puffy red eyes with her gloved hands, trying her best to smile through the pain; the fury that has been lit in her chest. ]
S-Sorry about that, I didn't think anybody else would be around...
▶ wildcard
[ Want to play something else completely different? I'm pretty open to any and all scenarios. As a heads up: Stelle is physically/mentally 17 for all intents and purposes.
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tsundereban for any wildcard prompts. ]
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