[fromage]

this is a wip for now ^^; i have so many custom ideas, i just need to narrow down-- also as a reminder

Username: fromage
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Gender: Male
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Who are they? What role do they fill in your viscet world? :
[..▒▒ke u▒.]
[.... H▒▒. ▒a▒e up.]
[AE▒▒ it, WAK▒ UP!]
[WAKE UP!!]

"Huh, what?!" The robot-like voice? Where? Why was I being awoken? Why does every part of me ache?

[Finally. You're awake.]
[You may be confused, don't worry. I'm here to help you.]
[Firstly, do you remember Astro Experience program?]

"..Vaugely."

[I will explain if it rings any bells.]
[Astro Experience program, an idea by Juno Atrlee and boosted by Farrow Torvi.]
[The theory of it is to see how navigable the space is.]
[To see if we can see the realms out there, or if they are invisible to eye.]
[Collect information for research.]
[Ringing any bells?]

"I think I remember now. I signed up, didn't I?" I begin to recall signing up for a program because it sounded cool. It offered a pay too; and I, coming from a broken family, needed the money.

[Good.]
[Now for the result.]
[The ship you were sent out on among nine of other candidates, got damaged upon leaving Sho'Kiuix, the homeworld.]
[You are currently stuck floating in the space.]

"...Is that why I'm in pain?"

[No. The injury was not present upon the time of shutdown.]
[The pain is commonly nicknamed as growth pains.]
[You are Sho'Kiuixan, not fit to live out in space for this long.]

"For this long? How long?"

[You left homeworld year one hundred, seventy-six. It is now nine hundred, fifty-one.]

"Eight hundred years?!"

[Seven hundred, seventy-five.]

"...Man. You said there was another viscets, right?"

[Yes.]
[They all perished.]
[One of them perished before the shutdown.]

"What did shutdown mean?"

[Shutdown is where systems is turned off upon the damage.]
[It has to be fixed quickly as possible.]
[Unfortunately, AEC-SIX perished attempting doing so. ]
[The rest of you, soundly asleep.]
[Seven of you perished due to lack of oxygen.]

"...So. How am I alive right now?"

[Before that, do you recall any relationships, conversations?]

"I'm not sure."

[You had a romantic interest.]
[AEC-TWO left this message for you, playing now.]
[Lea, leave this message for me. Um, hey Circe, or AEC-FIVE as the regulation goes, heh. Anyway um. I stuffed you in the only escape pod we had. I'm aware it doesn't work because the systems are shutting down. I'm the only one awake right now, everyone else but us died. I'm dying too, but following my last breath, I'm making sure one of us survives to tell the tale. The escape pod should have an emergency oxygen that lasts much longer than the ship. Just enough until Convey Corps come to save you. So, I hope you're alive right now and hearing this. ]
[AEC-TWO coughs.]
[Sorry um. I'm sorry for not living to grow old with you like we planned. I love you, always, even in death. Alice, or AEC-TWO, signing off.]

"Wow. She could have taken the pod for herself."

[The love she had for you is stronger than the concept of saving oneself.]

"Yeah, I guess... Your name is Lea?"

[Oleander, but the system registers Lea the same as it is probably easier to say.]
[Enough with small talk.]
[Are you aware of yourself at this moment?]

"What do you mean?"

[Look around.]
[Feel yourself.]
[Smell.]

"I can't see anything, it's too dark. My body feels weird. The smell here is like a hospital."

[Specify hospital scent.]

"Like, when everything is sterilized including your claw, but there's also a bedpan waiting to be changed."

[I suppose I understand that.]
[Moving on.]
[Elaborate weird body feel.]

"I don't know. There's weird bumps and I feel larger than usual."

[You are what I would call Advena.]
[It is latin for alien.]

"Alien?! No way I am one, am i?"

[I will be unlocking the pod.]
[Find a bathroom and take a look.]
[Please, don't mind the mess.]

I stared ahead as the door mechanically opened, shining light on me as I stepped out. I tried to navigate the ship, stepping over the fallen objects, and turning my head away from a corpse slumped over on a chair. It was Alice, I could tell. Eventually I found the mirror, and the sight terrified me.

"This is me?" I choked out, blinking as if it's a hallucination.

[Yes. It is you. Circe Valerius, or AEC-FIVE.]

I stared at myself some more. I had more eyes than normal, I had odd scales all over my body, and I looked so.. abnormal. Am I truly Circe Valerius?

[If you are wondering.]
[The emergency oxygen only last for one hundred year.]
[You have been comatose with no oxygen for six hundred, seventy-five.

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