On another overcast day on the dull green Scottish moors, the sun barely visible through the...
Single Mother Scientist - A Yuri DateQuest
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1.1 A Dynamic Entrance.
- Location
- SV's Only Complete Persona Quest
- Pronouns
- She/Her
On another overcast day on the dull green Scottish moors, the sun barely visible through the endless gray smudge of clouds, a young lady near the end of her school years trudged her lonesome way along a brown, gritty mud path towards a dilapidated old stone manor house, as she heaved an overstuffed backpack all the way.
She was a slender yet somewhat gangling young one, her bobbed hair a murky shade of purple, maybe more indigo than violet. She'd neglected to wear her school uniform that day (she wished she could say she was more the rebellious sort, but she knew well otherwise), and was instead dressed casually in an earthy brown dress under a black top with exposed shoulders and purple sleeves, and a grey-white, mildly frilled knee-length skirt.
She stared up from her pebbly front lawn up to the house that may have been her home, but gave no warm, comforting glow. It was an ancient, imposing mass of chipped sandstone and cracked, grey bricks, with most of its tiny windows shrouded in dust and a roof that'd rusted so much she couldn't tell what its original colour was.
She was Darcy Stewart, daughter of the somewhat infamous Dr Aelita Stewart, though not that you'd ever know that from how often the two actually spoke with each other. Darcy knew her life may not be that bad, in the grand scheme of things, but like most girls her age she still wished she was anywhere but here.
She stepped onto the white, circle veranda, approached the faded red oaken door, and tapped the bronze ring of the almost goblin-faced doorknob. No reply came, and no surprise that was to her. Mum's probably where she always is, tinkering in the garage with some new 'invention' of hers that she's not ever going to get 'round to finishing, the thought clogged Darcy's mind. Of course she'd be, she's been cooped up like this-
[ ] Ever since Dad left.
[ ] Ever since we left Dad.
[ ] Ever since Dad... passed.
[ ] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[ ] Write-in.
Not able to keep herself from fuming, Darcy nearly banged her head and fists down on her front door. I mean, I'm in my last year of high school now, and the other girls still tease me about my mother like I'm still in primary school or whatever. Hell, if I didn't keep having to go to school down in-
[ ] Edinburgh
[ ] Glasgow
[ ] Inverness
[ ] Write-in.
- the whole world I bet would have no evidence that the 'esteemed' Dr Aelita Stewart still existed!
The young lass breathed deep and slowly picked herself back up, even if she had no audience and no word had slipped from her mouth, she still couldn't help but cringe a tad at the tirade she'd just unleashed in her head.
To top it all off, the bleak grey clouds chose now to deliver on their promise, by releasing whole swathes of rain down upon the boggy moorlands. At least that gave Darcy something to be cheerful about, that she'd had the luck to get home before the rain, especially since packing an umbrella had slipped her mind during this morning's rush to be on time for the bus.
But her merriment ceased, as of all things her mother's garage-turned-lab was greeted by a bright white bolt of lightning that out of nowhere came blasting down. Darcy winced and hoped the garage roof would just defuse the bolt, but her face went pale as she witnessed a strange, unearthly light flashing in and out of the garage windows.
Oh no oh no, she bit her lower lip. Please, oh please don't tell me that Mum's just gotten herself blown to pieces or something...
The scrawny, bleary-eyed frame of Dr. Aelita Stewart, one-time renowned quantum physicist and engineer, nowadays little more than a hermit, strained to pick herself up and reach for her wire-thin glasses, coughing from all the ash around her as she did.
She was draped in the standard white labcoat, which she wore over a purplish-brown waistcoat, a black pencil skirt and faded tan stockings. Like her daughter her hair was a bluish-purple, though of a much paler shade.
To think that her studies had been going without a hitch until now, using her microscopes and light to observe the travel patterns of atoms, until of course lightning of all things had to come through the window and send her tangled, grey, inscrutable-to-normal-eyes quantum tracking machine haywire.
Well, no explosion this time, at the very least, the scientist let that thought drift through her brain. The lab was in a state of chaos though, more so than usual, with several steel shelves having fallen down and scattered her tinier mechanisms and notebooks across every inch of the grotty floor, not to mention that the bigger machines that filled the garage had had several cogs and other pieces fall off them.
Still, she could find no words for what she saw next. Her lightning-struck Quantum Machine was now glowing an eerie purple and letting off snake-like sparks, and in front of it now stood... five people who'd appeared to have come out of nowhere.
"...The hell am I?" exclaimed the first of this five, a girl with glittering golden hair, who wore a scarlet jacket and shorts above a set of pitch black pantyhose, and... had blood-red eyes, black wings jutting out of her back and snow-pale skin. "I'm a noble, I live in a world of luxury, red carpets and lavish castles, so who's idea of a joke is it to stick me in some commoner's dingy cellar?!"
"Thank you, thank you, it's been a real ride, performing here in front of so many faces at the-" a tall woman with deep red hair tied in a long ponytail, wearing a sparkling white costume and holding a neon blue guitar stopped what she was saying, quickly glanced around her and muttered, "Ooh boy, this sure ain't the Andromeda Arena. Ah well, chin up, I've been on crazier trips than this one after all. Hmm, least the girls they've got in this place ain't half-bad... wherever this place is".
"What strange mechanisms," whispered a pointy-eared woman with light blue skin covered in runic tattoos, darker blue hair in a still feminine-looking pixie cut, and clad in a lacy black top and form-hugging trousers, studded with scraps of metal armour and with a rune-engraved sword around her belt. "The closest I've ever seen to these trinkets would be the automatons of Dwarven or Gnomish kind, and yet even then..."
"Oh good Lord," came a voice from the shadows, belonging to a sharp-eyed woman with long dark brown hair, wearing an even more form-hugging black outfit and standing astride a gadget-laden motorcycle. "Hmm, the mission briefing certainly didn't say a thing about this. Oh well, guess I'll just have to improvise".
"Grrr, enough!" snarled out the voice of a young woman with short and wavy orange hair, who wore a zip-up tank top and leather trousers that left her muscular arms and midriff exposed. "Okay scientist, what's the big deal with trying to kidnap us all here, huh? Answer me, if you have any sense of justice!"
Aelita just gasped and clutched her head, as she tried to process just what in the world had just gone on here.
To complicate matters more, there then came a shout of "Mother!" as Darcy suddenly entered from the door back into the house.
[ ] Talk directly to the orange-haired hero type, state clearly you really don't know what just happened.
[ ] Maybe if you flatter this gothic 'noble', you can get her to see reason.
[ ] This redhead, out-of-this-world rock star, apparently, doesn't seem to shocked by all this, maybe she can talk sense to the others.
[ ] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[ ] The black-clad shadowy figure looks like she knows gadgetry, she might have an idea what's just gone on.
[ ] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[ ] Write-in.
QM's Note: Despite starting with Darcy's POV for some context, Aelita is meant to be the one you'll be controlling.
So, to recap the votes:
[ ] Ever since Dad left.
[ ] Ever since we left Dad.
[ ] Ever since Dad... passed.
[ ] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[ ] Write-in.
[ ] Edinburgh
[ ] Glasgow
[ ] Inverness
[ ] Write-in.
[ ] Talk directly to the orange-haired, state clearly you really don't know what just happened.
[ ] Maybe if you flatter this 'noble', you can get her to see reason.
[ ] This redhead, out-of-this-world rock star, apparently, doesn't seem to shocked by all this, maybe she can talk sense to the others.
[ ] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[ ] The black-clad shadowy figure looks like she knows gadgetry, she might have an idea what's just gone on.
[ ] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[ ] Write-in.
Lastly, do you want to set this Quest to:
[ ] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[ ] Hard Mode (which choice increases the ladies' affection, and affections levels towards you, will be kept hidden)
She was a slender yet somewhat gangling young one, her bobbed hair a murky shade of purple, maybe more indigo than violet. She'd neglected to wear her school uniform that day (she wished she could say she was more the rebellious sort, but she knew well otherwise), and was instead dressed casually in an earthy brown dress under a black top with exposed shoulders and purple sleeves, and a grey-white, mildly frilled knee-length skirt.
She stared up from her pebbly front lawn up to the house that may have been her home, but gave no warm, comforting glow. It was an ancient, imposing mass of chipped sandstone and cracked, grey bricks, with most of its tiny windows shrouded in dust and a roof that'd rusted so much she couldn't tell what its original colour was.
She was Darcy Stewart, daughter of the somewhat infamous Dr Aelita Stewart, though not that you'd ever know that from how often the two actually spoke with each other. Darcy knew her life may not be that bad, in the grand scheme of things, but like most girls her age she still wished she was anywhere but here.
She stepped onto the white, circle veranda, approached the faded red oaken door, and tapped the bronze ring of the almost goblin-faced doorknob. No reply came, and no surprise that was to her. Mum's probably where she always is, tinkering in the garage with some new 'invention' of hers that she's not ever going to get 'round to finishing, the thought clogged Darcy's mind. Of course she'd be, she's been cooped up like this-
[ ] Ever since Dad left.
[ ] Ever since we left Dad.
[ ] Ever since Dad... passed.
[ ] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[ ] Write-in.
Not able to keep herself from fuming, Darcy nearly banged her head and fists down on her front door. I mean, I'm in my last year of high school now, and the other girls still tease me about my mother like I'm still in primary school or whatever. Hell, if I didn't keep having to go to school down in-
[ ] Edinburgh
[ ] Glasgow
[ ] Inverness
[ ] Write-in.
- the whole world I bet would have no evidence that the 'esteemed' Dr Aelita Stewart still existed!
The young lass breathed deep and slowly picked herself back up, even if she had no audience and no word had slipped from her mouth, she still couldn't help but cringe a tad at the tirade she'd just unleashed in her head.
To top it all off, the bleak grey clouds chose now to deliver on their promise, by releasing whole swathes of rain down upon the boggy moorlands. At least that gave Darcy something to be cheerful about, that she'd had the luck to get home before the rain, especially since packing an umbrella had slipped her mind during this morning's rush to be on time for the bus.
But her merriment ceased, as of all things her mother's garage-turned-lab was greeted by a bright white bolt of lightning that out of nowhere came blasting down. Darcy winced and hoped the garage roof would just defuse the bolt, but her face went pale as she witnessed a strange, unearthly light flashing in and out of the garage windows.
Oh no oh no, she bit her lower lip. Please, oh please don't tell me that Mum's just gotten herself blown to pieces or something...
The scrawny, bleary-eyed frame of Dr. Aelita Stewart, one-time renowned quantum physicist and engineer, nowadays little more than a hermit, strained to pick herself up and reach for her wire-thin glasses, coughing from all the ash around her as she did.
She was draped in the standard white labcoat, which she wore over a purplish-brown waistcoat, a black pencil skirt and faded tan stockings. Like her daughter her hair was a bluish-purple, though of a much paler shade.
To think that her studies had been going without a hitch until now, using her microscopes and light to observe the travel patterns of atoms, until of course lightning of all things had to come through the window and send her tangled, grey, inscrutable-to-normal-eyes quantum tracking machine haywire.
Well, no explosion this time, at the very least, the scientist let that thought drift through her brain. The lab was in a state of chaos though, more so than usual, with several steel shelves having fallen down and scattered her tinier mechanisms and notebooks across every inch of the grotty floor, not to mention that the bigger machines that filled the garage had had several cogs and other pieces fall off them.
Still, she could find no words for what she saw next. Her lightning-struck Quantum Machine was now glowing an eerie purple and letting off snake-like sparks, and in front of it now stood... five people who'd appeared to have come out of nowhere.
"...The hell am I?" exclaimed the first of this five, a girl with glittering golden hair, who wore a scarlet jacket and shorts above a set of pitch black pantyhose, and... had blood-red eyes, black wings jutting out of her back and snow-pale skin. "I'm a noble, I live in a world of luxury, red carpets and lavish castles, so who's idea of a joke is it to stick me in some commoner's dingy cellar?!"
"Thank you, thank you, it's been a real ride, performing here in front of so many faces at the-" a tall woman with deep red hair tied in a long ponytail, wearing a sparkling white costume and holding a neon blue guitar stopped what she was saying, quickly glanced around her and muttered, "Ooh boy, this sure ain't the Andromeda Arena. Ah well, chin up, I've been on crazier trips than this one after all. Hmm, least the girls they've got in this place ain't half-bad... wherever this place is".
"What strange mechanisms," whispered a pointy-eared woman with light blue skin covered in runic tattoos, darker blue hair in a still feminine-looking pixie cut, and clad in a lacy black top and form-hugging trousers, studded with scraps of metal armour and with a rune-engraved sword around her belt. "The closest I've ever seen to these trinkets would be the automatons of Dwarven or Gnomish kind, and yet even then..."
"Oh good Lord," came a voice from the shadows, belonging to a sharp-eyed woman with long dark brown hair, wearing an even more form-hugging black outfit and standing astride a gadget-laden motorcycle. "Hmm, the mission briefing certainly didn't say a thing about this. Oh well, guess I'll just have to improvise".
"Grrr, enough!" snarled out the voice of a young woman with short and wavy orange hair, who wore a zip-up tank top and leather trousers that left her muscular arms and midriff exposed. "Okay scientist, what's the big deal with trying to kidnap us all here, huh? Answer me, if you have any sense of justice!"
Aelita just gasped and clutched her head, as she tried to process just what in the world had just gone on here.
To complicate matters more, there then came a shout of "Mother!" as Darcy suddenly entered from the door back into the house.
[ ] Talk directly to the orange-haired hero type, state clearly you really don't know what just happened.
[ ] Maybe if you flatter this gothic 'noble', you can get her to see reason.
[ ] This redhead, out-of-this-world rock star, apparently, doesn't seem to shocked by all this, maybe she can talk sense to the others.
[ ] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[ ] The black-clad shadowy figure looks like she knows gadgetry, she might have an idea what's just gone on.
[ ] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[ ] Write-in.
QM's Note: Despite starting with Darcy's POV for some context, Aelita is meant to be the one you'll be controlling.
So, to recap the votes:
[ ] Ever since Dad left.
[ ] Ever since we left Dad.
[ ] Ever since Dad... passed.
[ ] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[ ] Write-in.
[ ] Edinburgh
[ ] Glasgow
[ ] Inverness
[ ] Write-in.
[ ] Talk directly to the orange-haired, state clearly you really don't know what just happened.
[ ] Maybe if you flatter this 'noble', you can get her to see reason.
[ ] This redhead, out-of-this-world rock star, apparently, doesn't seem to shocked by all this, maybe she can talk sense to the others.
[ ] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[ ] The black-clad shadowy figure looks like she knows gadgetry, she might have an idea what's just gone on.
[ ] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[ ] Write-in.
Lastly, do you want to set this Quest to:
[ ] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[ ] Hard Mode (which choice increases the ladies' affection, and affections levels towards you, will be kept hidden)
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Cast of Characters
- Location
- SV's Only Complete Persona Quest
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Aelita Stewart, Single Mother Scientist
Age: 39
Orientation: Bisexual, used to lean towards men.
Darcy Stewart, Estranged Daughter
Age: 18
Orientation: Questioning.
The Aquamarine 'Requiem' (Marina), Hi-Tech Secret Agent
Age: Early thirties.
World: Cyberstream.
Affection: 0
Orientation: Bisexual.
Fugue of the Overguards, Wrestler Superheroine
Age: Mid-twenties.
World: Earth Eight.
Affection: -1
Orientation: Pansexual.
Nocturnette, Countess of Obsylvania
Age: Immortal, looks mid-twenties.
World: The Midnight Sphere.
Affection: +1
Orientation: Lesbian.
Rhapsodia of the Subterrane, Dark Elf Adventuress
Age: Immortal, looks late twenties.
World: Kingdoms of Diamere.
Affection: +3
Orientation: Lesbian.
Symphonie Metallique, Extraterrestrial Rockstar
Age: Mid-thirties.
World: 42nd Century Stellar Union
Affection: +3
Orientation: Bisexual, leans towards women.
Age: 39
Orientation: Bisexual, used to lean towards men.
Darcy Stewart, Estranged Daughter
Age: 18
Orientation: Questioning.
The Aquamarine 'Requiem' (Marina), Hi-Tech Secret Agent
Age: Early thirties.
World: Cyberstream.
Affection: 0
Orientation: Bisexual.
Fugue of the Overguards, Wrestler Superheroine
Age: Mid-twenties.
World: Earth Eight.
Affection: -1
Orientation: Pansexual.
Nocturnette, Countess of Obsylvania
Age: Immortal, looks mid-twenties.
World: The Midnight Sphere.
Affection: +1
Orientation: Lesbian.
Rhapsodia of the Subterrane, Dark Elf Adventuress
Age: Immortal, looks late twenties.
World: Kingdoms of Diamere.
Affection: +3
Orientation: Lesbian.
Symphonie Metallique, Extraterrestrial Rockstar
Age: Mid-thirties.
World: 42nd Century Stellar Union
Affection: +3
Orientation: Bisexual, leans towards women.
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Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
Literally about to start work, but I'll be watching this.
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
UrsaTempest
Don't Panic!
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
- Location
- Fabulously Rainbow Ireland
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
- Location
- PA
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
Torn on ez mode hard mode debate. On the one hand, numbers based decision-making strikes me as the kind of thing that gets us played big time if we're not careful.
On the other hand, SV+Social=comedy of errors, or so the meme goes. I think if the focus is on social we should be okay?
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
Torn on ez mode hard mode debate. On the one hand, numbers based decision-making strikes me as the kind of thing that gets us played big time if we're not careful.
On the other hand, SV+Social=comedy of errors, or so the meme goes. I think if the focus is on social we should be okay?
Conceptualist
Best Mega Sceptile
- Location
- I'm on the internet. Duh.
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed
[X] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed
Small Nerd
Meganekko
- Location
- Out There
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] This redhead, out-of-this-world rock star, apparently, doesn't seem to shocked by all this, maybe she can talk sense to the others.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
The rock star seems fun.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] This redhead, out-of-this-world rock star, apparently, doesn't seem to shocked by all this, maybe she can talk sense to the others.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
The rock star seems fun.
Ultramandalore
Errant Quester
- Location
- just south of Parts Unknown
[X] Ever since Dad... passed.
[X] Inverness
[X] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Inverness
[X] Try to have Darcy back you up that you're just some single mother who has no clue what's going on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
keenscythe
No longer NEET
- Location
- WA, USA
[X] Ever since Dad... passed.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
Seems neat. Rather have the Father pass away so we can have some excuse for some flashback episodes.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
Seems neat. Rather have the Father pass away so we can have some excuse for some flashback episodes.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
[X] Ever since... ever. Mum's tried hard to never bring it up, but she couldn't hide that I was the child of a one-night stand from me forever.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The black-clad shadowy figure looks like she knows gadgetry, she might have an idea what's just gone on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The black-clad shadowy figure looks like she knows gadgetry, she might have an idea what's just gone on.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
- Location
- SV's Only Complete Persona Quest
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Slightly surprised that Easy Mode has been the clear winner so far, since it's usually the opposite.
Also didn't know whether 'interspecies romance' should be a tag here, I mean I think a dark elf, an alien and a vampire technically count as interspecies?
Also didn't know whether 'interspecies romance' should be a tag here, I mean I think a dark elf, an alien and a vampire technically count as interspecies?
[X] Ever since Dad... passed.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] Flatter the noble
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] Flatter the noble
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
[X] Ever since we left Dad.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
- Location
- Earth
[X] Ever since Dad... passed.
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
[X] Edinburgh
[X] The blue-skinned elven woman seems calm, maybe she'll be most willing to understand you.
[X] Easy Mode (which choice favours which love interest will be shown, and their current affection level will be displayed).
- Location
- SV's Only Complete Persona Quest
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Closing the votes, since it's been a few days and the winning choices (Easy Mode, Edinburgh, Passed Edit: One-Night Stand, Dark Elf) are mostly all way ahead of the others (Really, not a single vote for Glasgow?).
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1.2 Tense Introductions.
- Location
- SV's Only Complete Persona Quest
- Pronouns
- She/Her
QM's Note: Sorry about the wait, I was sick with a stomach bug and was then busy moving rooms.
[+1 to Rhapsodia]
"Please, Miss..." Aelita fumbled at how exactly to address this dark blue elvish maid "I-I'm telling you, I have honestly no idea what just happened. That machine over there was just meant to scan the motions of atoms. But then it was struck by lightning, and it must've overloaded, and-"
"Do not fret, my good alchemist, er, artificer, whichever term most fits you," the elf-maid's spoke in silky tones, bent down and softly smiled, her deep yet glimmering eyes meeting with Aelita's "It did not cross my mind that you would deceive us, as I sensed no illusions cast upon this place".
Aelita eased her tension at that statement.
"Still, a lightning bolt, having by a million-to-one chance struck a grotty cellar as this?" the dark-haired spy woman slid her way into the conversation, "Seems all too convenient, wouldn't you say? Yet to translate Miss Fantasy's 'no illusions cast' into the modern tongue, my sensors don't pick up any holograms. Nor do I catch the whiff of any drugging scents, just engine oils and noxious chemicals in the background is all".
"What d'ya mean 'modern tongue'? Most of the equipment 'round here's pretty old-looking to me. I'm talkin' centuries old, well that'd be my guess," the red-haired rocker drawled out as she slumped down cross-legged on top of a crate that'd have to make do as a chair, "Ah, nothing wrong with 'centuries old' though, I mean retro's a pretty profitable market and all, especially Earth stuff, since the place has been gone for ages".
"Earth, gone?!" the secret agent and muscled girl spoke out in unison, though the agent did so with not as much volume.
"Ah yeah, whoops. Should've known that'd be a shock to hear," the rock star grinned yet winced at the same time, "But hey, if this tech lying around's from the 21st century, least going by any history lessons I may or may not've dozed through, then don't worry. It'll be eons before this planet's done for".
"Right, eons," the muscular girl gulped down, before her still girlish voice shot back up with, "A-anyway, even if I do know, er, quite a few people actually who've gained powers via strange thunderbolts, t-that still doesn't make your story any more likely!"
"Hmm, from the moor-laden terrain outside this window, I'd say it wouldn't be unlikely that a Thunder Elemental was lurking nearby. That seems a more likely culprit than pure chance," the elf said as she poked her head through the shutters of a small, solitary window.
"Elementals? Centuries in the future?" came Darcy's unsteady voice as she dropped down the stairs from the door up top "L-look, my mother, for... all her faults, is no abductor, well, not by intention I mean. Er, look, we're going to get anywhere or understand each other if we don't at least know who we even are first".
That statement however just made everyone's eyes fall on Aelita. The scientist, who had started to shiver from all the attention coming her way, slowly mouthed the words, "My name is- is- I'm Dr. Stewart, first name is, ah, Aelita, I..."
"She's my mother," Darcy had to step in, "She's a quantum physician and engineer. My name's Darcy, I'm... well not anybody really, eh he. Oh um, and you're in Scotland, not too far from Edinburgh in fact". There was silence from the elf and rock star. "Er y'know, Scotland, United Kingdom?"
"Hmm, I do now believe I have heard the name 'Scotland'," the elvish woman muttered, "But certainly not from any recent text I've read, possibly on an ancient inscription in a ruin- Oh of course, introductions. I am Rhapsodia, heiress to the Lineage of Crystal of the Subterrane, and though I am of the Dark Elf people I promise I bring you no harm" she bowed before Aelita and took her hand. "I am student of both blade and sorcery, but my life's journey has led me to the study of ancient ruins".
"I, I, I'll at least say in my world they call me Fugue," the words made their way out of the orange-haired muscled girl, "Fugue of the Overguards. Superheroes don't give away their secret identities so easily, especially not to those who've they just met, and just kidnapped them if by accident or not. I trained for years in professional wrestling until my physique was tough enough that I could qualify as a superhuman, if anyone's, er, wondering about my outfit".
"I see your point, Miss Fugue," the dark-haired agent flashed her a wry smile from the shadows, "Those in my profession also prefer to keep a tight rein on their identities, especially when there's talk of such things as elves, superhumans and time travel, if not dimension travel, going around. For now though, you may address me as... the Aquamarine 'Requiem', just Marina will do. The pleasure's all mine, mademoiselles and madams," she blew a kiss at a group in general.
"Ooh, introductions? Well er, I don't have the stage lighting, pyrotechnics and warm-up music right now to make as flashy an entrance as I'd like, so I'll make do with saying I'm Symphonie Metallique, Rock Queen of the fuckin' Universe, hailing to you from the Rings of Saturn," the red-haired alien rocker struck a pose and strummed an open chord. "Hey, this is your pad, right 'Lita? Mind showing us around?"
"Show you around? Oh um..." Aelita started mumbling before her daughter gave her a quick nudge with her elbow, "Oh yes, of course I- w-wait a second, wasn't there also a blonde woman here?"
"Indeed there was," came the lofty voice of said blonde noble from the top of the stairs back in the house "Honestly, everyone mumbling about where and who they were bored me fast, so a master-thief like me just had to see if there was anything worth stealing around this place. Don't worry, though your house is pretty old, there was barely anything to interest one of noble rank like me. Can't make off with your quantum machine or whatever either, with it likely being my only way out of here.
Oh, and it's Nocturnette, Countess of Obsylvania, if we're doing pleasantries". She then glided down on her jet-black wings to the laboratory floor.
"What the-?!" Darcy promptly spat out, as her mother appeared to shocked to respond, "Y-you tried to rob us?!"
"You seem awfully confident, Countess, if you think you can give your game of thievery away so quickly," Marina smirked and folded her arms.
"Oh please, as if a vampire noble like me has anything to fear from your gaggle," Nocturnette just gave a cold laugh in response.
"Wanna bet, villain?" Fugue fumed up at the countess, fists clenched, "Countess of Obsylvania, huh? Let's just see how much you can handle the sunlight!"
"Please, stop, all of you!" Aelita suddenly cried out, not able to keep what was inside of her all locked up for much longer, "Look, I have no idea how in the world I was able to bring you all here in the first place, so I don't know how long I'll have to fiddle around with the Quantum Reader before I can get you all back to your times, er, worlds". Sweating, she almost collapsed "It's getting late in the afternoon anyway, we probably should figure out where you're all going to be staying first".
Assign the following characters:
[ ] Aelita
[ ] Darcy
[ ] Rhapsodia
[ ] Fugue
[ ] Marina
[ ] Symphonie
[ ] Nocturnette
-to the following rooms.You can assign characters to the same room if they have enough Affection:
[ ] Aelita's Bedroom [+1 Affection if Aelita gives up bedroom]
[ ] Darcy's Bedroom.
[ ] Guest Bedroom.
[ ] Living Room Couch [-1 Affection]
[ ] Hotel [Affection varies on class of hotel]
[ ] Write-in.
[+1 to Rhapsodia]
"Please, Miss..." Aelita fumbled at how exactly to address this dark blue elvish maid "I-I'm telling you, I have honestly no idea what just happened. That machine over there was just meant to scan the motions of atoms. But then it was struck by lightning, and it must've overloaded, and-"
"Do not fret, my good alchemist, er, artificer, whichever term most fits you," the elf-maid's spoke in silky tones, bent down and softly smiled, her deep yet glimmering eyes meeting with Aelita's "It did not cross my mind that you would deceive us, as I sensed no illusions cast upon this place".
Aelita eased her tension at that statement.
"Still, a lightning bolt, having by a million-to-one chance struck a grotty cellar as this?" the dark-haired spy woman slid her way into the conversation, "Seems all too convenient, wouldn't you say? Yet to translate Miss Fantasy's 'no illusions cast' into the modern tongue, my sensors don't pick up any holograms. Nor do I catch the whiff of any drugging scents, just engine oils and noxious chemicals in the background is all".
"What d'ya mean 'modern tongue'? Most of the equipment 'round here's pretty old-looking to me. I'm talkin' centuries old, well that'd be my guess," the red-haired rocker drawled out as she slumped down cross-legged on top of a crate that'd have to make do as a chair, "Ah, nothing wrong with 'centuries old' though, I mean retro's a pretty profitable market and all, especially Earth stuff, since the place has been gone for ages".
"Earth, gone?!" the secret agent and muscled girl spoke out in unison, though the agent did so with not as much volume.
"Ah yeah, whoops. Should've known that'd be a shock to hear," the rock star grinned yet winced at the same time, "But hey, if this tech lying around's from the 21st century, least going by any history lessons I may or may not've dozed through, then don't worry. It'll be eons before this planet's done for".
"Right, eons," the muscular girl gulped down, before her still girlish voice shot back up with, "A-anyway, even if I do know, er, quite a few people actually who've gained powers via strange thunderbolts, t-that still doesn't make your story any more likely!"
"Hmm, from the moor-laden terrain outside this window, I'd say it wouldn't be unlikely that a Thunder Elemental was lurking nearby. That seems a more likely culprit than pure chance," the elf said as she poked her head through the shutters of a small, solitary window.
"Elementals? Centuries in the future?" came Darcy's unsteady voice as she dropped down the stairs from the door up top "L-look, my mother, for... all her faults, is no abductor, well, not by intention I mean. Er, look, we're going to get anywhere or understand each other if we don't at least know who we even are first".
That statement however just made everyone's eyes fall on Aelita. The scientist, who had started to shiver from all the attention coming her way, slowly mouthed the words, "My name is- is- I'm Dr. Stewart, first name is, ah, Aelita, I..."
"She's my mother," Darcy had to step in, "She's a quantum physician and engineer. My name's Darcy, I'm... well not anybody really, eh he. Oh um, and you're in Scotland, not too far from Edinburgh in fact". There was silence from the elf and rock star. "Er y'know, Scotland, United Kingdom?"
"Hmm, I do now believe I have heard the name 'Scotland'," the elvish woman muttered, "But certainly not from any recent text I've read, possibly on an ancient inscription in a ruin- Oh of course, introductions. I am Rhapsodia, heiress to the Lineage of Crystal of the Subterrane, and though I am of the Dark Elf people I promise I bring you no harm" she bowed before Aelita and took her hand. "I am student of both blade and sorcery, but my life's journey has led me to the study of ancient ruins".
"I, I, I'll at least say in my world they call me Fugue," the words made their way out of the orange-haired muscled girl, "Fugue of the Overguards. Superheroes don't give away their secret identities so easily, especially not to those who've they just met, and just kidnapped them if by accident or not. I trained for years in professional wrestling until my physique was tough enough that I could qualify as a superhuman, if anyone's, er, wondering about my outfit".
"I see your point, Miss Fugue," the dark-haired agent flashed her a wry smile from the shadows, "Those in my profession also prefer to keep a tight rein on their identities, especially when there's talk of such things as elves, superhumans and time travel, if not dimension travel, going around. For now though, you may address me as... the Aquamarine 'Requiem', just Marina will do. The pleasure's all mine, mademoiselles and madams," she blew a kiss at a group in general.
"Ooh, introductions? Well er, I don't have the stage lighting, pyrotechnics and warm-up music right now to make as flashy an entrance as I'd like, so I'll make do with saying I'm Symphonie Metallique, Rock Queen of the fuckin' Universe, hailing to you from the Rings of Saturn," the red-haired alien rocker struck a pose and strummed an open chord. "Hey, this is your pad, right 'Lita? Mind showing us around?"
"Show you around? Oh um..." Aelita started mumbling before her daughter gave her a quick nudge with her elbow, "Oh yes, of course I- w-wait a second, wasn't there also a blonde woman here?"
"Indeed there was," came the lofty voice of said blonde noble from the top of the stairs back in the house "Honestly, everyone mumbling about where and who they were bored me fast, so a master-thief like me just had to see if there was anything worth stealing around this place. Don't worry, though your house is pretty old, there was barely anything to interest one of noble rank like me. Can't make off with your quantum machine or whatever either, with it likely being my only way out of here.
Oh, and it's Nocturnette, Countess of Obsylvania, if we're doing pleasantries". She then glided down on her jet-black wings to the laboratory floor.
"What the-?!" Darcy promptly spat out, as her mother appeared to shocked to respond, "Y-you tried to rob us?!"
"You seem awfully confident, Countess, if you think you can give your game of thievery away so quickly," Marina smirked and folded her arms.
"Oh please, as if a vampire noble like me has anything to fear from your gaggle," Nocturnette just gave a cold laugh in response.
"Wanna bet, villain?" Fugue fumed up at the countess, fists clenched, "Countess of Obsylvania, huh? Let's just see how much you can handle the sunlight!"
"Please, stop, all of you!" Aelita suddenly cried out, not able to keep what was inside of her all locked up for much longer, "Look, I have no idea how in the world I was able to bring you all here in the first place, so I don't know how long I'll have to fiddle around with the Quantum Reader before I can get you all back to your times, er, worlds". Sweating, she almost collapsed "It's getting late in the afternoon anyway, we probably should figure out where you're all going to be staying first".
Assign the following characters:
[ ] Aelita
[ ] Darcy
[ ] Rhapsodia
[ ] Fugue
[ ] Marina
[ ] Symphonie
[ ] Nocturnette
-to the following rooms.You can assign characters to the same room if they have enough Affection:
[ ] Aelita's Bedroom [+1 Affection if Aelita gives up bedroom]
[ ] Darcy's Bedroom.
[ ] Guest Bedroom.
[ ] Living Room Couch [-1 Affection]
[ ] Hotel [Affection varies on class of hotel]
[ ] Write-in.
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[x] Plan Nocturnette
-[x] Nocturnette in Aelita's Bedroom
-[x] Darcy in Darcy's Bedroom
-[x] Aelita in Guest Bedroom
-[x] Everybody else goes to a hotel
-[x] Nocturnette in Aelita's Bedroom
-[x] Darcy in Darcy's Bedroom
-[x] Aelita in Guest Bedroom
-[x] Everybody else goes to a hotel
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Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
Ehh... I'd rather send the vampire to a hotel personally.
Also Aelita seems like the kind who'd give up her own bedroom for a guest in this instance so... Here's my proposal.
[X] Rhapsodia in Aelita's Bedroom.
Because she's been nice to us so far.
[X] Darcy in Darcy's Bedroom.
Because daughter gets to keep her room.
[X] Fugue in Guest Bedroom.
Because putting her and Nocturnette in the same building is gonna lead to a fight...
[X] Aelita on the Living Room Couch.
See bedroom for reason.
[X] Nocturnette, Marina, Symphonie in Hotel.
Nocturnette because I don't trust vampire not to vamp someone if she's in the house. Or not to start a fight with Fugue. Symphonie because she's a rock star and hotels are probably cool with her based on that. Marina because unfortunately she's the odd one out who I can't think of any reason to do any particular thing for.
All in all I can see your point of course
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
Hm... Also a thing to consider, hey @Lapin Lune ? Do Darcy and Aelita have high enough affection to share a bedroom? Obviously not romantically I mean...
Small Nerd
Meganekko
- Location
- Out There
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Plan It Was Aliens
-[X] Symphonie to Aelita's Bedroom
-[X] Darcy to Darcy's Bedroom
-[X] Fugue to Guest Bedroom
-[X] Everyone else to hotels that suit their respective tastes
Rock star girlfriend, rock star girlfriend!
-[X] Symphonie to Aelita's Bedroom
-[X] Darcy to Darcy's Bedroom
-[X] Fugue to Guest Bedroom
-[X] Everyone else to hotels that suit their respective tastes
Rock star girlfriend, rock star girlfriend!