[v14]

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resesse

[caesou]

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Username:
Crystal

Name:
galaxi

Gender:
female

Extra: (just one!)
link

[AmnesiaUndead]

Username;
Camogie

A long long time ago
plume's used to look up at
the brightest star in the sky
and wonder why it was so
bright until one day that
star came shooting down
the plume's thought it was
the end of their world but
the star was the protector
of the plume's world when
the star hit the grass all
the plume's ran to see what
had happened and what they
saw was their protector, Galixido
but she was frozen still
confusion and sadness surrounded
the land but then a scientist, a plume
that was never seen because
he spent all his life studying
the star, he told all the plume's
on the land a riddle which only
Galixido could understand
she rose from the steep hole
and told the plume's why she
was sent to their land and what
the riddle had meant. From then
on Galixido had to be protected
in fear that something bad could
happen to her and their world
would be destroyed.

[Runningaurora]

Username: Runningaurora

Name:
Cordelia,
the moon of uranus

Gender:
Female

Extra:

Slowly, a mysterious plumie sips swirling hot cocoa, her fur swirling with living galaxies and nebulae. She looks down, her snowy white eyes focusing on the foam upon the cocoa. Watching it spin.
Her mind wanders...
Back to the beginning of all.. Away from the planet in which she lives. Away from the table in which she sits. Into a far corner of space. Where probably everyone will never find her.
And she begins a new world.
A light flares into existence, a star. The bright newly formed ball of gas pulls galactic dust into its orbit. It flattens, now a floating disc in a place of nothingness. But a new star emerges pulling all sorts of space matter towards it... Including the other new galaxy.
The two galaxies pull on each other, both caught in the other's gravity. The two stars nearly careen into each other, almost ending their existence. Space dust flies in all directions, flinging it to the far reaches of space. The smaller star swings back, hitting the other.
The stars explode.
Other smaller galaxies smash into the imagined one, it becomes larger in size. The galactic dust forms planets to orbit around the star. Planets slowly start spinning with galactic dust around the star forming a galaxy... A spiral galaxy.
The young galaxy lives on, just floating through space. It becomes known by life, it now has a name. Imagination Galaxy.

☾☆☆☼☆☆☽

The bleached white eyes turn to the darken sky. So natural. A breeze stirs her purple starry coat, exciting the galaxies with the star studded wind. A burst of colors fill the air. The loud bangs drown out the cries of dying super giants, hidden in the night. But the lover of stars and bearer of the swirling coat hears them.
Once again her mind has gone far, far away.

A red super giant is ending its life. The middle of the massive star slowly starts to cave in on itself. As the core collapses, the star explodes in a massive display of colors, much better than any fireworks. Green, red, blue, purple, pink... All colors. The remains of the explosion become a nebula, most colorful thing in space.
Then it condenses and becomes another star, starting all over.
The fireworks end and the beauty of stars shine alone again, with her again.

[merry!]

Username: MerrySandwich
Name: Capricorn
Gender: male
Extra:
I am all that was,
I am all that is,
and I am all that is yet to come.
I am indefinite and indeterminate.
I am all matter and all space.
I am the sun and stars.
I am the restless moon that watches over you,
even as you and everyone else sleep.
I am time,
so
much
time.
Until all that time
stacks
up,
and you are
left
with
nothing.
I am and always will be
all that was,
all that is,
and all that is yet to come.

[Burn.]

burninflames,
though call me burn.


Zendaya,
more commonly known Zen,
though her birth name was
Genevieve Blake.


Female,
but she prefers to be
distinguished as a male.
he/him pronouns only.

[zacherie]

........................................“ I'm Star-Lord, man. ”

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NAME
HOWELL

SUBJECT: ALF COLE HOWELL

ASSOCIATES:
CLAN OF CORINTHI

CRIMINAL RECORD:
3 COUNTS OF LOITERING, 1 COUNT
OF PETTY THEFT (WALKMAN)

" Ever since I was a kid and given this ridiculous name Alf Cole Howell, I've lived a nomadic life. I'm not sure why I've never questioned it. My family was a part of this nomadic "clan," as we called ourselves.

We would always travel at night, following the star Alpha Ophiuchi, or as my clan called it, Corinthi. The adults would always tells us that long, long ago, we all came from Corinthi, and that one day we would soon return. And in order to return, we need to just keep following the star.

I have no idea what that all means, but I assume it's just a philosophy. You know, the "we're all made from stardust, and eventually, we'll soon become one with the earth, and then when our planet gets engulfed by our star, we'll become stardust again."

Some of the older adults claim that they meant it quite literally, that we're actually from outside this star system and that we need to return, but I had let that get into my naive brain all those years ago that drove some potential friends away, who called me absurd or ridiculous for believing that hodgepodge that parents tell kids to make them feel like they're special, or unique. Not that I would have had good friends, since I was more active at night when other kid's parents told them they needed to go to bed, and since I would have left the area in a matter of days. But still.

I've learned that lesson well enough.

I could have stayed with my clan, but I wasn't morally obliged to. I mean, I disappointed my clan by leaving, but it's not like they hadn't seen others leave.

Once I left though, I found out that all my life, I've been following the night star Corinthi, and that I couldn't really stop following it. It's the only life I know. So, I still follow Corinthi, moving as the star moves across the night sky. Maybe I still believe in that tale of my group being from the stars, and maybe I'm still looking for that spaceship my ancestors allegedly crash-landed onto this earth. But whatever, moving in Corinthi's path is familiar. And if everything else about my life has changed, at least I'm still following Corinthi.

I've moved around quite a lot since I've left, and I've seen some cool things here and there. And sometimes I take those things. Mostly because I'm awake at night and others aren't, and, well, they're just there. Like this thing they call a Walkman. I can listen to tape records of people singing. There was a tape in here when I took it, and I've been listening to it using those things you put over your ears. Kinda like what they call earmuffs.

But there's people singing in my ears. "

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Username: ebriose

[AlaskanAlpaca]

Oh man this babe is gorgeous! Totally watching! :3

[d o e]

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Username
Agent Washingtub

Name
Dilly

Gender
Female

History

Dilly was loved, once upon a time. Cherished, adored. But things change. She was forgotten, abandoned... lost. In her grief of being left behind, everything that she ever was, vanished. Her name, her memories. Everything but the soft echo of a gentle voice, whispering a lullaby to her. She could feel the love it shared for her, a warm light in the pit of her stomach.

The only thing that she feels close to are the stars. They give her comfort with their forever presence and when she peers up at the vast, infinite space above her, she doesn't feel so alone.

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[serl]

username;;
trainer.sakura
name;;
Fumetsu, meaning immortal in japanese
gender;;
female
what i do every sunset;;
Every sunset, I put on my favorite sweater and my scarf. I run outside just before the sun starts to set and I run up the hill beside my house. I lay down my blue and purple striped blanket at the very top and I sit down. I watch the sun set. I always draw what I see. On some days, I find planets or planes. I am fascinated by space and all it's wonders. When I go back in the house as the night sky settles in, I paint my picture. Sometimes, I use the opposite color on the color wheel. Sometimes, I use different colors. I often write paragraphs to a, story, I guess. They're all about space and one little creature from space and studying the earth as we would study them. I find my evenings, fun. But some may call my ways odd or strange. When I finish my paragraph, I put my notebook away and take my painting to the kitchen window to dry. Then, I spend the rest of my night doing whatever I want, usually containing electronics, drawing, or reading. Then, I go to sleep. And in the morning, that's another story.