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so since she's a self insert oc she is named after me lolol, her name is sleepy starr!! she's like a LITTLE bit of a mary sue, she's friends with everyone and no one really has a negative opinion on her (except for rebel), but that's purely bc for the longest time she wasn't able to interact w any other object in the house, aside from those in the attic

the player meets her when you do the cleaning thing with memoria, if they decide to keep her she eventually meets skips and begins a relationship with him :3 if they decide to throw her away, she goes with cam and they start dating after a while instead. (more on that another time)

she's a little like volt with his blue glowy thing, when she feels really intense emotions her skin starts to faintly glow pink, but it never really lasts that long.

she used to glow pretty bright, but with where she was in the attic, she got a significant amount of sun bleaching. so now when she's in the dark/dark places, her glow is either very subtle or she doesn't glow at all. (hence the white hair, which used to be black! ik it doesn't really make sense shuh tuh fuh uh 🥀)

she LOVES the breaker box, and is a regular performer/attendee. when the player finds an old photo of their room with memoria, (hc i added in specifically for this piece of lore) you'll see glow in the dark stars around a cd player and band posters! the influence fueled her love for music/singing, and she's actually very good at it. sometimes she helps johnny practice vocal techniques, and you'll often find her with him before his act starts, helping him warm up his voice.

despite her pastel appearance, she is in fact scemo :p her favorite bands are the electric diorama, deadbeat nigntlife, signal the escape, circa survive, and bullet for pretty boy!! if the player decides to keep sleepy, the next time they talk to skips they'll find the two of them bonding over their music taste.

after this interaction, (if the player is friends with both of them) if the player makes the right dialogue choices, when sleepy leaves skips will ask them to 'put in a good word for him', so to speak. however, if they make the wrong dialogue choices, skips will take matters into his own hands and take strides to avoid the player in the future. if the options the player choose sare REALLY bad, the player goes from friends to hate w skips and sleepy. (will write a small blurb ab tjis soon)

she, like myself, has pots. her excessive time spent in the sun only worsened her symptoms (my symptoms become worse when i stay in the sun for too long), causing her to be extremely cold, tired, and lightened much more often than she was before. she always has on some type of coat or hoodie, but prefers a skirt over pants due to sensory issues.

she's a little awkward when she talks, after all she's spent so much time in the attic, so she has a hard time grasping social cues. overall she's a little airheaded, but not stupid

when you greet her : "hey-hey roomie! wait— well i guess it'd be 'hey-hey old roomie', b-but i'm back in your room, so it'd be old-new roomie? uh.. s-sorry, anyway what'dya need?" :3

interactions with others

beverly:

"hey, sleepy, want something to wake you up?" "oh, no thank you beverly, i don't drink." "then how about a mocktail?" "... i'm sorry, but again i don't drink.. ?" . . . "sleepy, there's no alcohol in a mocktail."

skips:

"skips, how come i can never find you at nignt?" "baby, i'm a shadow." "ohh, right.. i forget sometimes." "... you're so cute."

cam:

"why are you looking at me like that." "sorry i just— does the smell of your bag-jacket-thingie not make you dizzy?" "oh what, are you saying i stink?" "no! i mean like, those scented trash bags, they smell really strong and make me dizzy." "... you should get that checked out."

eddie & volt:

"hey star, you gonna sing tonight?" "well.. i was thinking of it, but last time i did johnny was kinda upset that i 'stole his spotlight.'" "firefly, i beg you, please steal his spotlight."

rebel (the only person she doesn't like):

"........ ugh." "take a picture, it'll last longer, poser." "... ihopeplayerleavesyouonthesideoftheroad." "the fuck did you just say to me?" "i said i hope you have the day you deserve!" ^____^

dante:

"god, i'm so cold.." "you're literally sitting next to a fireplace." "... hush."

skips pt. 2

"i really like your face, skips." "????... i like your face too, babe." "yay! i'm glad." "???????"

personality : caring, forgiving, empathetic, cowardly, self-pessimistic, easily trusting

voice claim : chiaki nanami / marinette dupain-cheng, i haven't decided (no i don't watch miraculous)

overall aesthetic :

the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and laughter, the breaker box sure was lively tonight. there was one laugh though, one squeaking giggle that stood out among the crowd. .. well, to skips, at least. sleepy sat across from him, her elbows resting casually on the table while she fought to not fold herself in half in her fit of laughter. he didn't even remember what he said anymore, or even if what he said was really all that funny to begin with, all that mattered is that she was happy and laughing - laughing because of him.

she sighed, wiping away a tear while she caught her breath. she looked so beautiful tonight, well, skips thought she always looked beautiful, but that's besides the point. sleepy's usual pastel getup was nowhere to be seen this evening, and the black of her dress was a nice contrast from her white hair. skips knew everything about sleepy, even insignificant things, like how she fiddles with her bracelet when she gets nervous, or the way she digs her nails into her palms when she's frustrated. there was always something new to learn about her, that's one of the things he liked, no- loved about her.

her presence is so much, yet never enough, not that she isn't enough for him, no, it's that he wants to be even closer to her. skips never thought about himself as the cheesy romantic type, but when he finds himself writing yet another song about the glowy girl before him, he couldn't deny it anymore. "oh right- skips, i forgot to tell you," her dulcet voice broke his trance, a warmth blooming in his chest at the sound of his name on her lips. she took a brief sip of her drink, free hand motioning to her outfit. "i'm wearing the dress i made! did you notice?"

of course he noticed, he remembered the exact day she showed him her design for the dress in her sketch book. he nodded with a smile, head resting on his palm while he took the opportunity to oogle her without seeming like a creep. he wasn't, obviously. he could just appreciate fashion, and her beauty, and the way her-.. maybe he should focus on what she's saying. shaking his head like and etch a sketch, he did his best to look casual. "i remember telling washford and drysdale, 'be extra careful with this one, i made it myself!'" she reenacted proudly, her chest puffing out as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"err.. i wasn't trying to brag," she said meekly, shrinking back slightly in an attempt to hide behind her fringe. skips offered her a lopsided smirk, eyebrow quirking as he stared at her, and with a grin she caved. "okay, maybe i was, but who wouldn't? i mean, this dress is so fab! oh- wait, do people still say that?" she giggled at herself, taking another sip of her drink to hide the growing pink glow of her cheeks. sleepy was quite the chatty cathy when around skips, but she couldn't help it! he made her feel so comfortable, like she could be herself unapologetically.

skips shook his head at her, hand coming down to rest against the table. when his hand hit the wood, his pinky grazed the bone of her wrist, and though the contact was brief, it felt like his body had been given a shock. "you have every right to brag about it, it looks.. amazing." 'you look amazing', that's what he wanted to say, but he was barely able to get the words out to begin with. sleepy pouted at him, taking his hand into hers, idly tracing her thumb over his fingers. her eyes were so tender, the shadow her lashes casted on her cheeks made her look even more angelic. "awh, skips... you're so sweet."

immediately, he froze. his entire body went rigid, how was she doing this so casually? he was too nervous to even pat her on the back, let alone hold her hand. god, he could never get used to this, how physically affectionate she was. he chuckled, almost choking on his spit before collecting himself. "i'm serious, you did great. you look beautiful tonight." ... fuck. he said that before he could even think, the statement hanging heavy in the air. sleepy blinked at him, wide eyed and flushed before her pale lips spread into a sheepish grin.

"yeah?" her voice was honeyed, soft and sweet, like every kiss skips imagined planting on her lips. he swallowed, his hands growing clammy as his cheeks adorned a yellow hue. ".. yeah."

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7/15/25