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Indie Ryland Grace RP Blog. Captained by Star.
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How long have you been walking around like this?
She knew she was looking less than her best. Not that she was usually given to caring much about what she looked like, on most days, but having just barely walked (okay, maybe more like crawled, or, been dragged) away from the crash landing on this world, she hadn't expected to be winning any beauty pageants. His words, though, gave her a moment's pause. One hand dragged dusty blonde hair back out of her face, tucked behind one ear as she glanced down to her rather dishevelled self, a long, heavy sigh escaping.
"Not the foggiest," she admitted, squinting up at the human -- or human-ish, figure standing over where the rock creatures had deposited her rather ungracefully after pulling her through a weird, moving, glass tunnel that had been erected from her wreckage to ... wherever this was. "Damn it. I really liked those sunglasses," she bemoans, as her roaming fingers come up empty on the top of her head, before once again her attention shifts to the other occupant of the artificial dome and environment that, she guessed, had been erected to protect him -- or maybe, imprison him. That brought a frown. "Where exactly is here, anyway?"
Grace frowns at her words. "I would've been out earlier, but I was eating breakfast, in my house." He points behind him, where his house is. Rocky had been involved in constructing it for him. And Grace can't thank his friend enough.
When she makes that comment about her sunglasses, Grace can't help but chuckle. "I know someone who might be able to make you another pair." The Eridians can make many things out of xenonite. And Grace knows that Rocky is especially talented.
"This is my native environment. An enclosure of sorts. You see, I'm from Earth originally. And the air here wouldn't be good for me. So they built this, the Eridians. Technically, we're on 40-Eridani. But I've started calling it Erid." Grace pauses. Puts a hand out for her to shake. "Dr. Ryland Grace, but everyone here just calls me Grace." Including his best friend, Rocky. He's taken a liking to just being called by his last name, because of that.
He looks to the right, looking at her with a curious expression. "What brings you so far from Earth?" She looks human, at least. And the Eridians had brought her to his enclosure for a reason, he's sure. However, he knows appearances can sometimes be deceiving. Maybe she's an alien too, he doesn't know.
@ignitioncheck plotted for a Worlds Beyond starter
"He *static* -o? Yu-an! - you - me?" a garbled voice called out from his laptop. The formerly dark quarters now harshly illuminated by the light of his laptop screen. "Gi- Back!"
Grace is sleeping, Rocky nearby. However, a bright light wakes him up. He immediately opens his eyes, to find the source of the light, and shut it off. But it's coming from his laptop. He frowns. He swore he had shut it down before sleeping.
But he hears noises coming from it and sees the light. "Hello?" He calls out, wondering if his laptop had somehow picked up on some kind of distress signal. Rocky watches from nearby, and Grace wants to reassure his friend that everything is alright. But he doesn't know yet what is going on with his laptop. He should figure that out first.
He walks over to the laptop. He had indeed shut it off, so why is there still light emanating from it? Why had he heard those garbled noises? Parts of words, he thinks. "Hello, can you hear me?" He says into the laptop, feeling a little bit silly, but also wanting to get to the bottom of this somehow. So hopefully he will.
@ignitioncheck. RYLAND GRACE ft. LIM SEUNGMIN.
the demon tilted his head, his tongue darting out to moisten his lesser lip, his greater one alike and folded his arms over his chest. β why do you think i wouldn't understand? β he questioned simply. it wasn't that he didn't understand, he always wants to understand but no one really seems to want to help him understand things. then again, he is a grown man. he's supposed to understand.
"It is complicated science," Ryland Grace replies. "I wouldn't blame you if you didn't understand it." But he is a teacher. And he always is happy when someone else wants to learn. "But I can do my best to explain it if you'd like." He says with a soft smile. Not wanting to bore the other, but happy to explain if the other person is really interested.
βSouthern Ireland. These little ones grow under specific conditions. And are even more difficult to get to bloom. Iβm lucky this batch is doing so well.β Lyraβs smile was fond as she gazed at the Star Glows.
βThey donβt start off with this shimmer to them. During the day they look rather pale and unnoticeable. But if they are able to get enough mag- nutrients they will shine under the moonlight.β She almost slipped up and said magic.
βThey attract lamprΓ³g, erβ¦ glow worms to pollinate them at night. And many other nocturnal creatures.β She was rambling. It was easy to get caught up when she spoke of her plants. She blushed and ducked her head.
βSorry. I got carried away.β Her smile returning at his introduction.
βItβs an honor to meet you, Dr. Grace. Iβm called Lyra.β A teacher and a scientist. No wonder he was so curious about the flowers. Hm, but why would the flowers show him their glow? He didnβt have any magic. Lyra was curious herself now. Her flowers were very good judges in character. Dr. Grace must be someone trustworthy.
βA science teacher. It must feel wonderful watching your student learn and grow. Bloom in their own ways.β
"I've never been to Ireland. What's it like?" Ryland Grace wonders aloud. He had always wanted to travel the world. Hopefully, he gets the chance, once Project Hail Mary is over. Of course, it depends on how things go with saving the world and everything.
As she speaks about the plants and how they glow, Grace looks interested and smiles brightly. "Oh, no. I'm the same. Don't get me started on science." He says with a chuckle. He could talk about it for ages.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Lyra." He replies. As she says that about his students, Grace nods. "It is. I love when students are excited to learn. But....I confess, my favorite is when a student isn't initially excited about learning, but then they are, after taking my class for a while." He often thinks his teaching style lends itself to catching the attention of even the most stubborn student. At least, he certainly hopes that he can help show his students the wonder and amazement inherent (in his view) in science.
"Of course, it doesn't always happen. Sometimes science just isn't a student's favorite subject for whatever reason." Some prefer English or History or Math. "But I like the challenge, I suppose." He chuckles softly.
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"It's tape. I heard you needed it for the space project your working on right?" She replied to grace as she sat the bag down on a nearby chair. Margo had heard about the plans thanks to research and being around grace. Despite his whimsy and alof way he had about him, she liked him. Thought he was a good person and wanting to help in some way. It was a risk to even visit here, yet thanks to her back stage pass and her reporter status she was able to bypass some to get here. However she k ew that wouldn't set right with stratt.
Margo snorts with a wave. " Oh I think I can handle miss strict. You shouldn't worry tho, cause I'm careful." Margo brought him the tape. "I also brought some cloves and some protective gear, would it be okay if I witness how you do your science stuff?"
"Right. Thanks!" Ryland Grace smiles brightly at Margo. He likes her too. She's a good person. And that is something that he definitely appreciates. Grace himself tries his hardest to be kind. But like everyone, he isn't perfect. Still, he does try. And that's what matters in his view.
He can't help but chuckle a bit at Margo calling Stratt 'Miss Strict.' "She wouldn't like you calling her that, either." Even though it's true. Stratt can be strict. Hence why he had laughed in the first place. When Margo asks if she can watch him do his science stuff, Grace shrugs. "Sure. I don't mind." It's nice to have a friend who isn't directly related to Project Hail Mary. Though he knows that they never would've become as close without it, Grace is still grateful to have someone like Margo in his life.
So I've decided...
I am going to likely be moving Grace back to the multi, @realmyths
There are several reasons.
I have a ton of muse for him....but I feel bad neglecting my other muses. And I don't know how long my muse for him will last. So I don't want to keep this blog up when a) I'm ignoring my multi for this blog or I'm ignoring this blog for my multi. b) It's a lot easier to have all my muses in one place. & c) I can't promise that the high high high level of muse will last forever.
I also feel like part of the reason I moved Grace in the first place was because I wanted to have less drafts on my multi, but didn't want to drop any more muses or threads. And also, of course because I have tons of Grace muse. However, I think moving him back will be a good idea, because it will mean I can get to his threads more often. I will be saving this url as a sideblog to my multi in case I ever decide to bring him back on a single muse blog. However, idk if I will or not.
I definitely hope that those who followed me over here,will all come over & have threads with Grace on my multi. If not, however, I'll definitely understand. I have tons of muses over there, which can be a lot. (If it helps, Grace would definitely be a primary muse & I have tons of muse for him like I said.)
I think moving Grace back will sort of improve the energy over on my multi. And.....it'll mean I'll get to his threads more often. Which is, after all, what I want to do. That's another reason I moved him, but I think I just have to promise myself to respond to threads in the order I have muse for them, not based on how long they've been in my drafts.
I do hope that you'll all follow me there, if you're not already. But if not, I hope we cross paths again. <3
Question?
I am somewhat considering moving Grace back to my multimuse (@realmyths )
I did a poll over there & it said to keep him here, but I keep neglecting to log in over here, and since I do have a ton of muse for Grace it's kind of making it hard. I will still honor the starter call I posted over here, even if I do move him back to the multi. And of course, if anyone wants to continue any memes, feel free. <3 Just tag ignitioncheck & realmyths.
I do still have a lot of Grace thoughts. So I'm kind of conflicted on whether or not I should move him back. On the one hand, I don't want any one muse to take over my multi. On the other hand, I don't want to neglect this muse's drafts, because I actually have tons of muse for them. So....I guess, the way I see it, I have 2 options.
Keep Grace here on ignitioncheck & just log in to both blogs every time I have the muse. That will probably mean I'll get to more of Grace's drafts, but possibly at the expense of the ones I have over on my multi. <3
Move Grace back to realmyths, and respond to drafts over there based on what I have the most muse for, not the order of the threads themself.
I think either one could work. But I am so far leaning towards moving Grace back to the multi, because I think it might help in the long run. Idk. Would love to hear my followers' thoughts. <3
"Dr. Grace. You said you wanted to talk? What happened?" ( @petrova-problem )
Ryland Grace doesn't know where to begin. He does want to talk to Stratt. Still, he doesn't know what to say first. You're welcome? Thanks for sending me to space to die? Oh, by the way I didn't. Thank you for believing in me? I hate you for being right about this?
To tell the truth, it had been a hard decision. Sure, upon his return to Earth, he had been hailed as a hero. He had saved the world, after all. Him and Rocky. But he misses Rocky, and the rest of his friends on Erid. He had fit in there, much more than he ever had on Earth. Sure, he has friends. Sure, he has his students. He'd gone back to teaching. But...there are some scars that don't ever fully heal, Grace guesses.
In the end, Grace realizes what he wants to say to Stratt. "I'm not the same man you sent to die. And I don't know whether I should thank you or slap you. Or both." A pause, a soft yet dark chuckle. "I made the best friend I've ever had in my life. Rocky, from the tapes. And now I will probably never see him again. And none of that would have ever happened if you hadn't sent me on the Hail Mary. But now that I'm back on Earth, I don't know what to do. And none of that would've happened either. So I guess I'm conflicted." He looks directly at Stratt, taking everything in. "I am here, but only thanks to Rocky and the rest of the Eridians' kindness. And I don't know. Did I make a mistake coming back to Earth?" Another pause, a sigh. "Sure, people like me now. But....I've changed. Maybe too much. And I doubt I'll fit in any more than I ever did. And....none of that would've happened if it wasn't for you sending me on the Hail Mary."
He wouldn't have met Rocky. And would Rocky have bonded with someone else in his absence? He had always wondered. Would they have worked together to save Earth & Erid? Or would another human have dismissed Rocky, despite his intelligence? These and many other questions haunt him.
"So, basically. I don't know what I should do here." But he can't entirely be upset with Stratt. He can see the logic behind her decisions. And they had worked out for the best. Earth (and Erid) had been saved. Everything is alright now. So why does Grace feel so empty?
"Surprised? Nothing's changed." - ( @petrova-problem )
"I am not just surprised, I am shocked. " Ryland Grace shakes his head in disbelief. "I won't do it. I won't go there to die. I....I'm just a teacher." And yes, he wants to save the Earth for his kids. And their children, and theirs. But he doesn't want to die in space. Especially if it's not even his choice to make.
"I won't do it." He points at Stratt, saying "You can't make me." Before heading towards the door.
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"Dr. Grace." She passes over a folder to him. "How about this? What do you think?"
( @petrova-problem )
@petrova-problem
Ryland Grace reads the document that Stratt passes to him. He reads it carefully. Taking in all of the information before deciding. Still, as he's reading, he is frowning. And his expression is one of concern.
After he's finished reading, he speaks. "I don't know. I mean, if you want my opinion, this sounds risky. But....so is everything." He shrugs. He knows they don't have much time. And that saving the Earth is very important. It's why he got involved with the Task Force in the first place. To save the Earth for future generations. For his students, and their children, and their children. So if Stratt thinks this is necessary, he won't necessarily argue, even if he would prefer something less risky.
βΊ reblog to let your mutuals know that... YOUR RP BLOG IS NOT TIME-SENSITIVE!
...That there is NO time limit or expiration date on asks, memes or threads.
...That your partners NEVER need to feel they have to apologise for not responding to a thread or ask yet.
...That you welcome replies to "OLD" threads and memes, even if they've been sitting quietly untouched for weeks or months.
...That there is NEVER any pressure or obligation for your partners to reply until they feel the drive and enthusiasm to do so.
...That YOU will happily respond to things at YOUR OWN leisure, and you would like your partners to feel comfortable doing the same.
Not everybody enjoys running their blog this way and that's a-okay. But removing the idea that RP interactions are something that can "expire" or that the asks in your inbox have an unspoken "due-date", takes the pressure off of both your partners and yourself and can help bust feelings of stress/anxiety from the hobby. Reblog to let your partners know that you're just jazzed to receive new writing from them, whenever it comes.
Atieno has a funny little way of manifesting on different ships now and then over the course of their travels. Of course, most of the time try to do so in the way where people can understand their appearing - mostly as a visitor of some kind.
But they occasionally get mischievous, the fun of suddenly appearing still being interesting enough for them to risk a random encounter. It's with that in mind, that they observe someone clearly at work trying to make sense of something. Likely their presence without being aware of it - oops.
A small shift of them adjusting to being on board and now they are face to face with someone who is .. understandably peeved at their sudden arrival. They don't even seem bothered by the notion of him grabbing a weapon.
"Hey. Hey. I'm not going to do anything here.. just passing through the area, saw that there was a ship. Manifested on here just to see what was going on - it's something I can do, been doing for years on end every so often. Besides, you seem to be trying to figure out something right? I might be able to help you with that. You can call me Atieno though. "
Ryland Grace holds his makeshift weapon up, ready to use it if necessary. "But how? How did you get on here?" The other person looks human to him, but he supposes appearances can be deceiving. They must be an alien of some kind. That must be it. Hopefully, Rocky will get back soon, and his friend can help him identify the stranger.
"I am, but..." He frowns, "How did you know that?" He wonders how the stranger had known he was trying to figure something out. And if they really can help him, it might be worth getting to know them. Even if he is a little miffed at them suddenly appearing on his ship. He's already friends with Rocky, after all. It couldn't hurt to make more friends, what with this being a one way trip and all.
Slowly, carefully, he lowers his makeshift weapon. But keeps the object tightly in his hand just in case. "Atieno. You can call me Grace. And...how do you speak English?" He wonders aloud. Aliens, he had always assumed, would have their own languages. Like Rocky does. "Where are you from?" He adds, curious to hear where the other is from in the vastness of space. It must be a planet near Tau Ceti, since that's where he and Rocky currently are. He wonders if Rocky would even know where the stranger comes from, or if he's better off just asking them. Grace figures it can't hurt to cover all the bases.
" Not at the moment, but I will be alright" just because she had the ability to lie now didn't mean that she wanted to do it all the time. She appreciated his concern, and she would have felt bad about lying and telling him that she was fine.
" Today marks the anniversary of the worst day of my life, but I'm trying hard not to think about it" she confessed. " How about you, are you feeling okay?"
"Glad to hear you'll be alright. But if you need to talk or anything, I'm here for you." Grace wants to help if he can, but he also doesn't want to pry.
He does wonder why it had been the worst day of her life, but he won't ask. When she asks how he's doing, he shakes his hand to the right, in a gesture of 'so-so'. "I'm hanging in there somehow. Not doing the best I've ever done, but not doing the worst either. I think most people are the same." At least, the ones who know anything about the Petrova Line and what's going on with the sun. And Grace knows more than most. But he isn't sure if he should talk about that or not.
RYAN GOSLING as RYLAND GRACE Project Hail Mary Dir. Phil Lord & Chris Miller
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PROJECT HAIL MARY dir. Phil Lord & Chris Miller, 2026
β§ΛΒ°πΒ°Λβ§ Β πππππππππππ πππ ππππ β§ΛΒ°πΒ°Λβ§ Β·Β·Β· a collection of wild hearts, divine violence, drowning in devotion & dancing with ghosts roleplay sentence starters inspired by FLORENCE + THE MACHINE. genre: gothic romance, mythic yearning, destructive love, spiritual hunger.
β’ I've been raising hell just to get your attention. β’ You're the only thing I've ever worshipped, and look where it got me. β’ I can feel it in my bones β something's coming, something big. β’ Every demon wants his pound of flesh, and I think I'm ready to pay. β’ Tell me, what does it feel like to be loved gently? β’ I would've followed you into the dark. I did follow you into the dark. β’ The saints can't help me now; I've already made my choice. β’ I've got too much blood on my hands to hold yours. β’ You keep asking me to be softer, but I was born with a storm in my chest. β’ I don't pray anymore, except when I'm thinking of you. β’ What kind of goddess would accept a sacrifice like me? β’ The violence inside me has a name now β it's yours. β’ You say you want honesty? I'm a holy fool and a shipwreck all at once. β’ I can't tell if this is love or just another way to destroy myself. β’ The birds are circling. That's never a good sign. β’ I danced with the devil and he gave me your name. β’ I've been digging my own grave since the day we met. β’ There's a drumming in my chest, and it's not my heartbeat. β’ How much of my soul did I sell to have this one night with you? β’ The water's rising and I'm not sure I want to swim anymore. β’ You can't save me. I don't even think I want you to try. β’ I've been screaming your name into the void. Did you hear me? β’ They say love is patient, but mine has teeth. β’ I was born in a thunderstorm, and I'll die in one too. β’ You touched me and I swear I saw god for a second. β’ I'm not afraid of the fall. I'm afraid of how much I want it. β’ The hunger in me doesn't have a cure, does it? β’ Every chain I break just wraps around my throat in a different way. β’ I would burn the whole world down if it meant keeping you warm. β’ You say my name like it's a prayer. I say yours like it's a curse. β’ I'm shaking the bells and calling the hounds β are you coming or not? β’ There's something ritualistic about the way we ruin each other. β’ I've been baptized in regret so many times I've lost count. β’ The violence of the divine β that's what this feels like. β’ I can't tell where I end and you begin anymore. β’ You wanted a lover, but I came armed for war. β’ I've been howling at the moon, hoping you'd hear me from wherever you are. β’ The ghosts of everyone I used to be are watching us right now. β’ I need you to understand: I am not delicate. I am not soft. β’ The reckoning is coming. I can taste it in the air. β’ You look at me like I'm salvation. I look at you like you're the end. β’ There's a ceremony in this chaos β can you feel it?
