- Pronouns
- She/Her
What is a robot? A miserable little pile of electric sheep! But enough binary! Have at you!What do you mean "you people"?
Peeps, we have a robot incursion. I'll distract him so you can get behind. Go go go!
Is this just nonsense, or is it code for what I think it's code for?
Quoted for posterity.Well I mean, yes. Like last time, the choice of who Alexandra's hero is definitely influences things, but it doesn't mean you're locked in to some sort of 'Beatrice Route.'
*cocks head* Ye gods, how does one struggle to just make a ponytail? ;PYour perpetually-messy locks are pulled back into something approximating a ponytail, though it always takes a disproportionate amount of struggle to do so, so you've all but given up on attempting to do any styling past that.
Or something her, anyway.
...shouldn't be reading this right before heading for lunch...Your mother is at the stove, preparing Sucuklu Yumurta for the three of you. The spiced sausage and eggs smell wonderful, and you have to resist the urge to steal some directly from the pan.
Ha. Vaguely reminds me of Madoka-mom archetype wise.She has been nothing but a kind mother to you, but her ruthlessness in the workplace is both inspiring and somewhat frightening.
So, just to peg the timeline, seems she was either very young or not born at all yet when those happened to have him around full time.Sometimes he complains about being restricted to land, but between his prosthetic leg and the barrier enclosing the country, there's not much that can be done to fix that; and though his stories from when he used to travel and trade in far-off locations intrigue you, mostly you're just glad to have him around full-time. It's strange, in a way, to consider that you'll be the one leaving them behind now.
Oh, you'll know. Eventually.However, he's in full humor mode by now. "Of course! You are going to meet other women your age who are not Sophia. With your charms, I can only hope you'll restrain yourself, and come home with merely one or two… on each arm." You're honestly not sure what he means, just staring blankly.
...that's a lot of letters."I expect no less than one letter for each day you're out there, Lesya. I'm serious."
Yay avoiding minutiae votes on her possessions this time! Yay streamlining! (Because some of those votes can get inherited by this go :3)Along with that are several items you don't strictly need but would feel incomplete without; Mr. Shell, your second-favorite turtle plushie, (Your favorite, Mrs. Shell, is much too big to fit into the bag, and so rests in the spot of honor atop your pillow to await your return.) an alarm clock, your father's old sailing compass, a newspaper clipping of Beatrice from early on in the war, a framed photograph of you and your parents at the docks, and a handful of books. Olivia, War Of The Worlds, a World Atlas also from your father, the more recent pulp publications Symphonic Gears (volumes I, II, and III; a fourth had been recently released, but you had yet to get ahold of it) and a slim pin-up catalogue that you'd hastily buried under everything else.
Oh, of course.On a couple of occasions when she's taken them off, you found her rather more attractive… but not in a romantic way, of course!
Straaaaaaangely. Yep yep."You know that's not it." You feel strangely disappointed at that response, but brush it off easily enough.
Sorry; there can only be one. XDAll the options? All the options! MWAHAHAHA-No? Oh no? Please? Awww...![]()
Yes. :3Is this just nonsense, or is it code for what I think it's code for?
Oh, dear.
When your hair has a texture and flexibility more akin to steel wool than sheep wool? Idunno, hyperbole is fun.*cocks head* Ye gods, how does one struggle to just make a ponytail? ;P
I'll admit the phrasing in Beatrice's description for the vote could have been tweaked a bit; that people assumed reclusive = shy is understandable.(That isn't exactly the interpretation I was going for with picking her, but that's fine, we can still work with this.)
Sorry. ^_^;...shouldn't be reading this right before heading for lunch...
Would you believe me if I told you it wasn't intentional? I realized the resemblance after the fact, but it was more a happy accident than anything.
Very young, yes. Alexandra is 18, and the barrier appeared about 16 years ago, when she was 2.So, just to peg the timeline, seems she was either very young or not born at all yet when those happened to have him around full time.
Indeed! Definitely aiming to streamline the pacing on this (The second train ride, for example, won't be split up into four different votes what was past me thinking) and make the votes much more meaningful. I was tempted, admittedly, to have a redo of the luggage to go with the redone chargen, but figured everything that was picked out last time carried over pretty nicely to the new Alexandra.Yay avoiding minutiae votes on her possessions this time! Yay streamlining! (Because some of those votes can get inherited by this go :3)
Oh, no, more like...based on your narration, it seems like the vote has been taken that the rescuer is an idol/someone to aspire to be like as opposed to...well, a capture target (ie someone to appeal to). It's an entire inversion of interpretation.I'll admit the phrasing in Beatrice's description for the vote could have been tweaked a bit; that people assumed reclusive = shy is understandable.
Well I meanOh, no, more like...based on your narration, it seems like the vote has been taken that the rescuer is an idol/someone to aspire to be like as opposed to...well, a capture target (ie someone to appeal to). It's an entire inversion of interpretation.
Sorry, too into the headspace. Otome game terminology. Should be clear from context with that.
Ah, I follow now. XDSorry, too into the headspace. Otome game terminology. Should be clear from context with that.
Just a quick edit I thought might be fitting MC.