So like. I never had an OC blog before, mostly because I never even bothered creating OCs, but I became obsessed with Skylaine (said OC), so I decided to make this OC related blog about her
What you will/might see here:
- (Fun) facts ( #skybox.daughter.funfact )
- Lore/Acts ( #skybox.daughter.lore )
- Art ( #skybox.daughter.art )
- (In-character) Answers (still thinking about that, I've never done that before) ( #skybox.daughter.answers )
I have never been good at writing stories, so, sorry if there's something unlogical in the lore
I have written short(!!) acts to her but I'm not gonna post these all at once, tho.
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Skylaine didn't always look like the picture in the intro post:
Here's what she looked like before the transformation:
The plane was her comfort place and being there raised her confidence, which got her cocky (not in an overly negative way, just in a way where you want to affectionately tackle someone on the ground lol)
But although she may look innocent and shy outside of her plane-zone, she's still a confident young woman, who just tries to look soft and not "aggressive" (it's what she got called in elementary and secondary school, leading people to believe she's dangerous)
(Following post has been run through a translator, since the original is written in German. Excuse the potential mistakes)
CW: Violence via electric shocks, mild gore
Ep. 1, Act 4 - I am half human.
She ran away while Telamon wasn't looking.
Back to the grave she had made for all the fallen enemies and threats she had killed.
And of course back to her airplane.
She hid under the wing because it had started to rain.
Dusk was breaking and Telamon slowly retreated into his house.
"Skylaine, come down, we need to push your potential even further."
…….no answer.
"Skylaine? I order you to come down immediately."
Telamon grew slowly frustrated and stormed into her room, only to find… nothing?
He searched the attic, the basement, the kitchen, the storage room, the entire Skybox — but Skylaine was nowhere to be found.
But no panic set in.
Why would it? She was nothing more than a vessel for the power of the Windforce.
He could technically have several.
Keyword: "technically".
He thought hard.
Where could Skylaine be when she needed comfort?
And then it hit him.
Skylaine had calmed down in the meantime, the presence of her airplane had given her some relief from all the pressure.
Until Telamon stood a few meters in front of her in the rain.
She drew herself together, her eyes filled with terror.
Pure terror.
Telamon took a step toward her.
She stepped back.
Her body began to tremble.
She felt like a cornered animal.
The long months of dehumanization had made her feel no different.
"Fear seems to be the only language you know, doesn't it? Maybe I should use it more often so you understand me."
He laughed darkly and stepped closer again.
She backed away again. Even much further.
And created lightning in her bare hand, ready to shoot it exactly where it would kill him — the heart.
Telamon saw that and only furrowed his brow.
"Is that all you have?"
And with that sentence it was over.
"That's exactly where my terror comes from." she began to say quietly and disappeared into thin air.
Telamon looked around, confused — and that was a mistake.
Because in the moment of distraction she reappeared and fastened a chain around his entire body, restricting his arms, legs and wings and letting him fall to the ground.
He had no time to react. He tried to free himself, but suddenly he began to convulse.
"That's exactly where my terror comes from!" Skylaine repeated once more and sent lightning through the chain, not intense enough to kill him but intense enough to cause him severe damage.
"You can never develop an understanding for me, the only thing you can do is push me past my own limits.
Why does everything have to be just a fraction of the whole to you?!
Why can what I accomplish never be good enough?!
Why are my 100% always only 20% to you?!
WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO BE ON THE VERGE OF DEATH FOR MY PERFORMANCE TO MEAN SOMETHING TO YOU?!
TELL ME."
Her voice rose, interrupted by sobbing as tears ran down her cheeks.
Telamon tried to answer, tried to appear strong again, but every electric shock forced him to feel the inner storm she carried that he had caused.
His authority faded from his eyes.
His clothing burned through.
His skin marked with open wounds and pulsating flesh spilling blood.
His wings crumbling.
"I….." he began with a weakened voice "pushed you… too far.." he ended, his eyes trying to find hers, filled with guilt and a quiet plea.
His voice had become tender.
His pride and high ego disappeared completely.
Skylaine didn't fully believe him, but reduced the intensity.
"…A person who is expected to perform while in burnout and whose limits are not respected develops their own defense mechanism over time.
My humanity is not a flaw you need to fix, it is part of my identity.
I am half human. And I always will be." she said coldly, her tears continuing to fall.
Telamon was still trembling, but with the reduced intensity he could finally breathe.
He saw no possibility of freeing himself however.
He continued to lie on the ground, a punishment he accepted.
"I.. should never have… treated you as a complete goddess..
This humanity… I can.. never fully comprehend it.. but what I must comprehend is that it is part of your identity that cannot be discarded…" he said honestly, his voice sounding vulnerable, just like his body.
A sight no one would expect from a God of Chaos.
The electric shocks disappeared.
The chain too.
Skylaine took one, two steps back and sat down on the ground, the rain had soaked them both completely.
Telamon let out a breath, one that said he was in severe pain.
But he did not lecture Skylaine.
Or attack her.
Instead his eyes found her empty ones again.
With a strong flinch he pulled himself together and crawled weakly toward Skylaine.
He no longer saw her as a complete goddess that she never was anyway.
But as a Semi-Goddess.
As the Semi-Goddess who now trembles before him, trying her best not to cry.
He stretched out his hand, an offer of ceasefire between the chaos he had created.
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I'm actually really uncreative when it comes to naming things, wether that be a username or whatever..
So I went on „youraislopboresme“ and asked people to give me name ideas for a blog name inspired by Skylaine
Someone wrote „skybox-son“ but because Skylaine is Faesari, I changed it to „skybox-daughter“ and thus the name was born for this blog with the help of someone else, lmao
(Following post has been run through a translator since the original is written in German, excuse the potential mistakes I might've not noticed and corrected)
Ep. 1, Act 3 – The Sky Is Mine.
It was a very windy day.
The swordsmen on the platform kept nearly falling to their deaths. But, as if summoned from the heavens, Skylaine appeared on her cloud, as usual, and caught the falling players. Although the effort took more energy than usual, she was simply glad that today wasn't a training day.
Or so she thought.
Telamon saw this moment as the perfect opportunity to reveal her "true" potential.
He intensified the wind, causing more swordsmen to plummet toward their doom.
However, completely unfazed, Skylaine simply conjured clouds beneath the falling players to catch them, then used a self-created gust of wind to return them to the platform.
Telamon was not the least bit impressed and took things a step further. He created a hurricane of razor-sharp leaves and aimed it directly at Skylaine. But she easily dodged that, too.. she dissipated the hurricane and fired the leaves at hazards within the skybox.
"How about you leave the skybox to me, hmm? They are my powers, after all," she said sarcastically, her eyes filled with both exhaustion and annoyance. She just wanted to get on with her duties rather than train, but naturally, Telamon viewed everything as an opportunity to turn the day into a training session.
"I think you're forgetting who granted you those powers in the first place," Telamon replied coldly, conjuring something more powerful. A wind funnel. One that was hurtling straight toward Skylaine.
She was fed up with it.
Everything was supposed to prove to Telamon that she had even more potential — even though she had already achieved everything, just not in his eyes.
Her halo began to glow, bright and pulsing... and before the wind funnel could strike her, she poured all her strength into shifting the wind's direction, aiming it straight at Telamon.
"I said the sky WAS MINE TO CONTROL."
The wind funnel hit Telamon, knocking him off the platform.
"Finally," he began, with a laugh that sounded like rotten pride. "I knew there was more to you. Doesn't that feel great, Skylaine?" he asked, wearing an arrogant smile as he flew back up to the platform — that was what Skylaine hated about him.
She gave him no answer.. instead, she created shields around the players and simply walked back to their house to recover from the strain.
"Disgusting. There she just shows the unnecessary limits humanity imposes," Telamon said, his expression shifting from pleased back to disappointed.
He simply let her walk away without checking to see if she was alright.
After that incident, she was afraid of Telamon.
The way he forced her to tap into her potential even when she was burnt out.
His lack of respect for her boundaries.
Her brain had switched into survival mode, even if that meant fearing Telamon, the man who had once been her idol…
Skylaine has a graveyard somewhere in the abandoned woods where she keeps all the enemies she has fought in the skybox, so they wouldn't lay around scattered across the world and freak people out
Yes. Do you not think your people should know about you more?
form on the right is how i mostly presented myself in the pasT
Main title: Ω (Omega)
Other titles: The Creator, Shadowless figure, the Seamstress, Erra¹, Chiron
Chronological age: ≈ 2 million years
Pronouns: they/it/he/any
Gender: N/A
Sexuality: whaT
Pantheon: [REDACTED], now exiled from it
Current location: my own little formicariuM (Omega's residence)
Themes:
Typing style: normal blue text except every sentence ends with a capital letteR
Hobbies and interests: archery, weapons, medicine, hunting
Powers: reality bending, manifestation of anything, cosmos strings, shape shifting, hypnosis, time and terrain manipulation, prophecy.
Unlike inhabitants of aberrated ambit it has unlimited powers and is not connected to any of the voids. Due to being excommunicated from its pantheon he lost majority of their powers.
Inventory: a bow, swords, a mirror, pens, some grain, abandoned voids as trinkets
Weapons:
(1) - God's wrath — a golden glided bow that shoots lighting bows
(2) - Tales of the stars — a medium sized sword made out of stars' light
Relationship chart:
(Once again you can request ocs for me to add)
Everyone (99%) - every single human and non-human soul is dear to mE. i love yoU
unless i make some exceptionS
Additional stuff:
- Sagittarius themed entity, hence why it's an archer and a centaur
- Currently possesses a mirror that they usually communicate with the outside world with
- Creator of aberrated ambit and it's narrator
- Has a tendency to break fourth wall and talk directly with YOU
Personality:
An immortal entity striving to create something that matters. They try to be benevolent and kind to humans (or what it considers to be kind), although they have conflicting feelings about them.
He is a perfectionist i am noT, but is trying to get rid of its habits.
Trivia:
[THIS PART OF THE SECTION WAS PRESUMABLY TORN OFF]²
Left alone to rot in an empty void, without any explanation, it started to wonder: were the gods with me ever merciful as they claimeD? is there any justice in the worlD?
So it wondered, till they decided to act. They will create that world themselves. All the deceased and lost will come and find rest here.
"What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?"—so asketh the last man and blinketh.
The earth hath then become small, and on it there hoppeth the last man who maketh everything small.
His species is ineradicable like that of the ground-flea.
The last man liveth longest.
Notes:
1. — is it even a titlE?
2. — i don't think i want this to be revealed about mE. some things should just stay in the pasT.
i am getting kinda sick of how much you people want to dig into my past lifE
I think it adds a lot of depth to a character's actions and
does it really matter noW? i can do a lot, but not winding time back to fix my mistakeS
please i can be better i can do better i will never lash out again i will never cause any troublE
(Following post has been run through a translator since the original is written in German, excuse the potential mistakes I might've not corrected)
Side story 1 - New faces
"Listen up, ladies and gentlemen, I’ve crossed paths with this unique young lady. From now on, she’ll be serving as my assistant." Telamon boasted proudly the moment he set foot in Roblox HQ.
All eyes were now fixed on the semi-divine young lady beside Telamon.
Skylaine composed herself and bowed her head slightly: "It’s a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Skylaine, I am the Warden of the Skybox."
Everyone was delighted by her... Doombringer less so, though he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Telamon had set his ego aside enough to accept an assistant in the first place.
Brighteyes was the first to jump up and embrace Skylaine with welcoming warmth.
Builderman then walked over and asked about her past life — one particular detail stuck in his mind. The other admins greeted her as well.
"Wow, everyone here is so nice..." Skylaine whispered to Telamon.
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(Following post has been run through a translator, since the original is written in German. Excuse the potential mistakes that I might've not corrected)
Ep. 1, Act 2 - Humanity…
Humanity… Telamon didn’t understand that aspect of her.
Just because she had been granted the powers of a divine sword, it didn’t mean she had become a goddess. She had become a demi-goddess who refused to neglect her humane side, despite those powers.
Her laughter was full of joy rather than mockery. Her posture.. so relaxed.. instead of being corrupted by a bloated ego and arrogance.
He couldn't hold back. He had to understand the meaning behind her humanity:
Telamon: "Skylaine, tell me, why is there no mockery in your laughter?"
Skylaine: "Well… because laughing isn't always about ridiculing or mocking others. It’s simply about showing them that you’re in a good mood!"
Telamon: "Disgusting. A good mood does nothing to help you focus on your duties. Laughter that isn't meant for mockery is a sheer distraction. I do not want this to hinder you from reaching your full potential."
With those words, Telamon left the living room, leaving Skylaine behind in a state of confusion. Skylaine was well aware that Telamon, who's a god, was detached from humanity.
But the idea that he viewed it as a barrier to growth was something she simply couldn't make sense of.
Her humanity.. it was an unnecessary limit on reaching her potential. That had to change.
And so, the grueling training sessions between Telamon and Skylaine began. Unlike the basic training, these sessions were exhausting, brutal, and at times, even deadly.
Skylaine: "Telamon, I realize I need to learn how to use my powers correctly, but I am still human, and I have my limits. Can we please take a break?"
Telamon: "Breaks are for weak mortals. You must learn to detach yourself from the mortal half of your identity. This exhaustion is merely an unnecessary human barrier. You can awaken your full potential. I know it. Continue your training and do not let your mortal half dictate to you."
And so, she simply carried on.
Complaining achieved nothing.
Communication achieved nothing.
Spells of dizziness achieved nothing.
She simply had to keep going, because in Telamon’s eyes, everything she did was merely a fraction of her true potential, even though she had already exhausted every possibility.
She continued to train hard into the evening, developing methods even Telamon hadn't known about, yet it was never good enough for him
After months of this inhumane treatment, she burned out, trapped in the belief that she would always be a disappointment in Telamon’s eyes, someone who failed to take her own potential seriously.
(Following post has been run through a translator since the original is written in German, excuse the potential mistakes I might not have corrected)
Ep. 1, Interlude - Get a grip of your powers
Skylaine stood there, completely transformed... and simply speechless. Telamon couldn't help but grin a little at the sight.
"Overwhelmed already?" he teased with a small chuckle.
"I’m literally standing on a cloud. Before that, I flew right through one. WHAT DO YOU THINK?" she replied frantically, her arms flailing wildly. Telamon just let out a brief laugh.
"Yeah, yeah... I know. That’s why I’m going to show you how to use these new powers of yours."
The basic training began.
He showed her how to split the wind, or even create it from scratch.
Tornadoes and hurricanes came later. Skylaine had already mastered targeting enemies from great distances.
All these new powers were overwhelming, yet she learned to handle them quickly and got the general hang of what she was capable of.
"Phew... time for a quick break, that was exhausting!" she said with a smile, satisfied with her performance. She let herself drop onto a cloud and made herself comfortable.
...That was a move Telamon didn't like.
How could anyone be satisfied with such a measly performance?
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(Following post has been run through a translator, since the original is written in German, excuse potential mistakes that I might not have corrected)
Ep. 1, Act 1 – Backstory
Skylaine was an ordinary Robloxian—a simple student midway through her second semester, with good friends and good grades.
But ever since she was little, she had looked up to Telamon, the creator who pioneered the concept of "heights" with his game, SFOTH.
From that moment on, she realized: "If heights are now to be utilized in both games and real life, there must be someone to protect the Skybox." And so, she made it her personal mission to stand guard over the Skybox.
She started small, acquiring a simple slingshot and a pair of binoculars to spot and fend off threats.
Every now and then, Telamon would notice small stones being hurled into his realm from somewhere above, but he paid them no mind.
A few years later, she discovered an old airplane. Thanks to her father's mechanical aptitude, she was able to repair it, and since her mother was a pilot, Skylaine already had a rough idea of how to fly it. She soared high into the sky, finding it much easier to eliminate threats from that vantage point.. until, suddenly, her plane began to stall, and she started to fall...
Thankfully Telamon caught her, though, even then, he still hadn't truly taken notice of her deeds. She kept it all a secret, she told her parents she was out with friends, and she told her friends that her parents were too strict. In reality, she was constantly flying around for hours on end, protecting the Skybox from danger.
It took her four years to master her skills, as she also had to balance her studies.
But that dedication paid off.
Once she had truly mastered her abilities, Telamon began to observe her more and more closely, until, one day during one of her usual patrols, he finally summoned her to his side to speak with her. She was absolutely thrilled, she had finally been acknowledged by her idol!
And then they spoke:
Telamon: “Well... I’ve been observing you a little over the past few years. You are always here in the skybox for several hours a day, and lately, I’ve seen very few dangers lurking around here.”
Skylaine: “Oh, yes! When I saw how you created the concept of the heights, I felt that the skybox needed a protector, too.”
Telamon: “Interesting, and very admirable. You do your job very, very well.”
Skylaine (flustered): “Uh-oh! Um. Oh—thank you.”
Telamon: “How would you like it if I officially appointed you Guardian of the Skies? I believe the powers of Windforce could be of great assistance to you.”
And at that, Skylaine stood frozen.
Skylaine: “...W-What? You, the Great Telamon, wish to bestow upon me the powers of one of the very swords you created?!”
Telamon: “But of course. You are a very special case, and believe me... I do not grant such things lightly.”
She took one last flight in her plane, which could finally be laid to rest, and manipulated the clouds so that the ‘Drag Path’ she left behind would remain forever.
A reminder of where she came from.
And thus begins her life as Skylaine — Warden of the Sky.
