Mkay.. (AstroNova)

Grace never got to see any of his kids again. One day he was just another teacher. The next he was a leading scientist working on saving all those kids (and the rest of the planet.) Many years (and one coma) later, the kids he had in that class room last are grown and Grace is not intended to ever come home. (He'll make peace on Erid, teaching Eridian children. But there is a whole class of kids frozen in his memory, who he never did get to finish teaching. Who all think he is dead.)

Stratt slowly forgetting Grace's face- until one day she realizes he must look completely different by now. Getting his video logs back on Earth was the biggest relief she's ever felt. She knows what he looked like as he died out there, now. (She doesn't)

Have officially watched Project Hail Mary now... The Stranger Things shitposting might be put on the back burner while I hyperfixate for the next couple of weeks.

Wonder how Markiplier feels about having the main character (which he plays) in his indie film for Iron Lung being shipped with the main character of a big budget film of similar premise (Grace in Project Hail Mary)

The fun thing about have a reality weaving OC is that as fun as it is to send them to my origianl fantasy worlds, I can also send them into Stranger Things or Star Wars or How To Train Your Dragon just as easily. Nova can watch a show and then go "Ehhh.... didn't like that that happened" and then dip for a couple weeks to hang out with those characters and change the story,

The concept of characters that die in space, far away from their home, often times alone and entirely engulfed by the pure Absence around them and attempting to save their planet >>>>>>>

Steve and Robin who are old(er) and in a lavender marriage, going through their day to day looking like a darling husband and wife. Of course, besides Robin's long distance girlfriend (Nancy) and Steve's undead boyfriend (Eddie). Robin is on the phone any chance she can get, always talking to Nancy even when there's guests over (though she does censor herself a bit, of course. She wouldn't be a good lavender wife if she was so openly "cheating on" her husband). She has her own phone in a designated little corner dubbed "The Nancy Phone". It's surrounded by flowers and pictures and clippings of some of the articles Nancy has written out in New York. Steve's relationship is a bit more.... complicated. Eddie had died in their youth, fighting monsters from another dimension with them. He never shows up during the warmth of daylight, never has the chance to leave the Upside Down during that time anyways. The entire Party has gates hidden somewhere, mostly in their houses. Jane had opened them for everyone, once Vecna was dead. The dimension is still recovering from that monster's reign, still returning to normal after the Mind Flayer. So, of course, they've all taken it upon themselves to help it heal. They bring resources through where they can. Life is capable of growing now that the sky is no longer locked in an endless storm, the star that resembles the sun providing just enough to let some of the Rightside Up's plants thrive. Everything is humid, mostly resembling a dead bog now, but it's slowly returning to normal. The flowery heads of Demogorgons and Demodogs are returning to full bloom. Where were we? Right. Eddie Munson. He can't leave the Upside Down for too long- none of them can. Barb, Eddie, Billy, Chrissy, Fred, Patrick, Bob, and all the other Flayed that is. Their souls are stuck there, still cemented in the energy of the dimension after they were added into the power of the Upside Down. It's one last cruel joke from Vecna, not letting them return after he'd taken their lives. The Sun's daylight is too bright for any of them to stand for long, the normal world's temperature too humid. They're building a new civilization together down there, and they're mostly alright, if a little home sick. But Steve will still sneak away into town with Eddie at night, enjoying all the things they never got to in the before. The rest of Hawkins is none the wiser.