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Haneul had been sitting on the grass nearby, a book open in his lap and enjoying what definitely passed for a quiet afternoon in the park. He’d looked up at the commotion, and watched the whole thing unfold with a smile playing over his lips. That was, until he recognised the chewed, soggy remains of the front cover of his backup pocket book he had brought. Haneul stood up after closing the book in his lap. “I think that’s mine.” He said, walking over to her, accepting what was now a pulpy mess. He turned it over in his hand, pursing his lips thoughtfully. “I didn’t know dogs were this into mystery novels.” He joked and offered Juneau a smile. “Are they always this ambitious, or is this a romcom level meet-cute?” He added jokingly, turning his attention to the robot dog.
"Can it even be that cute when you're now holding robot dog saliva in your hands?" Juneau joked, but their pink cheeks betrayed them, putting just how bad they felt about this whole ordeal on full display. "But yes. Nacho is fiercely independent and always gets what he wants, much to my chagrin. Though he's definitely more of a coming-of-age guy, so I don't know why he chose now to broaden his interests to include mysteries." She rolled her eyes and scratched her pet behind his ears, then gasped with realization: "You'll never know who the killer is now!" As a mystery-lover herself, Juneau probably felt the most bad about that.
the record store is dimly lit, with only the glow from the counter lamp and a few overhead lights providing illumination. mercury is sorting cassettes from a cardboard box, slow and methodical. he hums starman quietly as he works, lost in his own little world for the time being.
when he hears the telltale ring of the bell alerting him that someone has entered the store, he looks up, pushing his glasses further up on his nose. he gives a small smile at the newcomer before continuing his work. "if you're here for something specific, i can help. if you're just browsing...take your time. i'm in no rush."
"I'm here for neither," Karma grins as she runs her fingers over a display of records. "I'm here because I can't believe we even have a record store on board. The only record I've ever seen was my mom's framed vinyl of the Grease soundtrack." She picks up one of her favorite albums from childhood: Lady Gaga's Born This Way. "Vinyls were even vintage back when we were kids, you know? Why records over CDs?" She's just thinking out loud, but figures the guy who offered to help might have answers to her questions.
on days that kermit isn't working, he likes to spend some of his time in the observatory. he finds a sense of peace in being able to look out into the vastness of space, like somehow, he just knows everything will be okay when he looks out there. it's a silly thought, but it provides him some comfort, leaving earth wasn't an easy choice for him.
he hadn't been able to sleep much, tossing and turning in his bed, so he decided to come here. it had to be the very early hours of the morning, but then again, time didn't really matter here. he looks into the screen displaying footage of outer space, sitting cross-legged in front of it. when he hears footsteps approaching, he turns his head in their direction. "morning. or...whatever time it is here. i didn't think anyone would be up this early. you have trouble sleeping too?"
"Nah, this is just when I wake up," Ethan shrugs, taking in the vastness of the stars that surround him for the first time. It kind of disturbs him, serving as a reminder that even on a really cool mission to become one of the first settlers on a new planet, he's still a tiny little speck in the grand scheme of things. He gulps, and begins to ramble to ease his racing thoughts. "I've been doing some exploring around the ship first thing every morning, and this...is weirdly terrifying to me. So I will not be staying long," he stuffs his hands in the pockets of his sweat pants. "You seek out reminders that you're just an insignificant blip in the universe on purpose?"
Eurydice couldn't help but feel incredibly sorry for the other. It wasn't a permanent choice, Eurydice herself even possessed the ability to change the cosmetic looks of Cosmo Links, but even so, it was a process and a cost to do it. It's not like you could simply press a button or click your fingers and switch it up. "If it makes you feel any better, I didn't know what the look was for, I just figured it had something to do with the Cosmo Link." She offered the other a small smile. "I couldn't even choose a cosmetic change for mine," she held out her wrist, where a glowing white star could be found. "Just went with the default, figured it would be easier that way. Have you looked into changing yours?"
"...You couldn't?" Karma cocked a brow, turning toward the younger woman. "I'm going to need you to elaborate on that. As in, you don't have the heart to or you actually can't?" She couldn't decide which of those options would be weirder if they were true. "And no, I haven't looked into that. I don't really want to change it, I just...having a tattoo is weird. I've never had one and now the one I have is as important as my driver's license. Or my Costco card."
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who: juneau & OPEN @pigeonstart
where: starlight park
"Aht! Out of your mouth!" Juneau knelt to Nacho 2.0's weirdly-realistic robot mouth. You'd figure a robot pet wouldn't have all of the same quirks as real ones, but Juneau supposed when they programmed it with Nacho 1.0's curiosity and ambition, that meant even a robot dog would try to eat a...What was that? She wriggled it from between his teeth, then shook the drool off of the chewed pulpy mess. "Does this...belong to anyone?" She shouted, holding it over their head. "I apologize deeply if so."
Dario was on a mission. He needed to stock up on snacks and his favorite quick fix meal. That was it. That’s all it was supposed to be, just a quick run to the grocer, but apparently half the ship had the same idea. Maybe when things settled down it won’t be so hectic trying to get a few things or maybe this was supposed to be the exact experience of a grocery store on earth. He was mid reach for a box of cereal, pausing half way, when he hears a voice that seems to be directed in his direction. “I didn’t do it!” Was the first thing to fall out of his mouth before he turned to see the familiar looking cosmo link, one that mirrored his own, being shown to him. Instantly he lights up and points to the other. “Soul twin!” He laughed, grinning from ear to ear. “This can only mean that we are either destined to be united or enemies. There can be no middle ground.” His gaze trails over to the box of cereal he was reaching for, the last sugary one on the shelf, then back to his cosmo twin. “What’s it going to be, soul twin?”
Brontë laughed at the moniker. "Soul twin" was the kind of thing she and her middle school besties might have called each other when they wore the same outfit or said something at the same time. It was weirdly calming to have that kind of familiar dynamic so far away from home, even if it was with a total stranger. She crossed her arms over her chest and pretended to eye the shelf. "I think enemies because if you're even considering anything other than the Lucky Charms, we can't be friends," she smirked. "I'm Brontë, by the way."
Juneau Pierce has left everything behind in order to join the voyage to Mundus Meus. They're thirty years old, are a manager at One Man’s Trash on board, and are originally from Portland, OR. You might recognise them from their glowing yellow eyeball shaped Cosmo Link. Their passenger file describes them as optimistic and wistful, and lists them as residing in the third floor residences. ⋆｡°✩
Victoria Pedretti, pansexual, demigirl, she/they.
Juneau was born to a very Portland family. Chill, liberal, nature-loving freaks who couldn't imagine a life outside of the Pacific Northwest, and Juneau was no different. The youngest of six siblings, they were given many examples of how to do life, and none of those options felt right for her. She didn't want to hustle for a career that would just destroy her physically and mentally. She didn't want to deal with people in the world who couldn't care less about others. She didn't want to be a cog in what could be considered the worst machine like, ever.
They went through life kind of aimless, a concern to their family. No career goals, no plans for the future...Just the hope that one day the world might become something worth their efforts. And they believed that one day it would be. But right now? It was all vibes, their spaniel named Nacho, and the consignment shop they managed. It was gratifying in the sense that Juneau was able to help folks in need, and it kept her afloat even in her anti-capitalist state of mind.
But then Starship MM-1218 came across their desk, and Juneau couldn't help but wonder...what if? They couldn't imagine leaving their siblings, niblings, and parents behind. But they always knew there was more world out there. What if they could be one of the first to experience it? It felt like a cosmic rebirth in a way. Juneau couldn't stop thinking about it, bringing it up in conversations, and assuring everyone in her life that she wasn't really thinking about it...Even though she was. And one day their family sat them down in what could only be described as an intervention.
They told her she had their blessing to go. They'd never seen her care so much. They all wrote her letters, sent her with a box of mementos, and promised they'd take good care of Nacho. And they assured them that they could get a Nacho replica on board. And with that assurance, Juneau boarded the Pigeon.
Open starter for @pigeonstartLocated in any communal part of the ship
Eurydice had had no issues with operating her Cosmo Link since take off, naturally, as someone who worked on the team that developed, refined, and maintained the technology. Not everyone had gotten the hang of the new technology so quickly, however, and so Eurydice had found herself having what felt like more conversations in the past week than she had had in her entire life before the starship.
She had become incredibly vigilant, particularly when it came to looking out for people struggling with their Cosmo Links. That's how she found herself noticing the person who she stepped closer towards. "You good?" She asked in a casually friendly tone of voice - the tone she had gotten used to putting on as of late. "I noticed you staring at it; didn't know if you were struggling, or just like, either regretting or admiring your cosmetic choices," she chuckled.
"Is it that obvious?" Karma murmured sarcastically as she snapped herself out of the trance of staring at her hourglass Cosmo Link. She glanced at the younger woman and forced a grin. "I thought the hourglass might be...inspirational in a way? But it kind of feels like a timer. Like it's ticking down menacingly at me." She rolled her eyes and pulled her sleeve down over it with a sigh.
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Karma Tenzin has left everything behind in order to join the voyage to Mundus Meus. They're forty-two years old, are a living quarters concierge on board, and are originally from Queens, NY. You might recognise them from their glowing turquoise hourglass shaped Cosmo Link. Their passenger file describes them as alluring and shut off, and lists them as residing in the fifth floor residences. ⋆｡°✩
Dichen Lachman, bisexual, cis female, she/her.
tw: 9/11
Karma Tenzin was born on 9/11 2001 in Queens, NY and that's not some sort of tragic or interesting origin story, just her favorite fun fact about herself. The daughter of a Tibetan migrant and his born-and-raised New Yorker wife, Karma led an extremely independent life as a child of the city. After a brief stint at a college out of state (University of Washington), she moved back with her degree in Hospitality Management.
She worked as an event planner for a resort upstate for a while, and that's where she met her husband, Grant -- the son of the resort's owner. He was a couple years older than her, attractive, and the wealth was just a plus. It was a whirlwind romance, and they got married after five years of bliss. They were perfect together: an event planner and the heir to multiple properties always in need of event planning services, both of them loved the outdoors and hiking, and neither of them wanted kids. They moved into a brownstone in Manhattan, and were madly in love. It was a dream. That was, until it wasn't.
After twelve years, things started getting...strained. Karma didn't understand why Grant was getting weirdly distant. Even in couple's therapy, she could tell he wasn't fully opening up. Finally, on Grant's 40th birthday, he let it all out. He changed his mind about having kids, and he didn't know how to tell her. Karma didn't know whether to be more offended that he'd been lying or that he felt like he couldn't be honest with her. He said she was cold. That even if she did change her mind, he couldn't see her as a mother. And...while she was fairly certain she would never change her mind, that was still really shitty to hear.
They couldn't come back from it. And since her entire business was attached to his family's properties, for her own peace of mind she had to quit. So she left her beautiful brownstone and moved back in with her parents in Queens, and took a concierge job at a local hotel. She felt really lost for a while there..Maybe she'd reopen her event planning business as its own thing. Maybe she'd open her own bed and breakfast. Maybe she'd rot. But then a concierge job opened up on the MM-1218 and she thought...what do I have to lose?
"How likely do you think those two will make things on board interesting?" Nodding towards a couple, how they were making out in the hot tub overlooking the stars, before smirking at her acquaintance. "First, they introduced themselves to each other. They swam together, talking, laughter between them. Then, they started fighting over in the water park because that one—" she says, pointing to the tallest of the two, "looked at the lifeguard a second too long. Now, they're kissing and making up in the hot tub, which is definitely need to be disinfected after they're done. All within the past twenty minutes. Now, my theory is that they're already a couple, and taking advantage of this adventure to start a new life and have a little fun by pretending to not know each other. I work fast, but not that fast. What do you think? Already got your eye on anyone, or simply enjoying the beginning of our voyage among the stars?"
👽𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: burcu yilmaz & up to player ( @pigeonstart )
Ethan had been bouncing between pool and hot tub to ease his sore muscles from that morning's workout. He was just about to leave when the couple making out also caught his eye. Ethan wasn't usually that intrigued by people watching, but this was...admittedly pretty entertaining. He crossed his arms over his chest and focused harder on the couple. "I mean, I've technically got my eye on these two," he shrugged. Then, quickly corrected: "Not in a polycule kind of way, in a...Discovery Channel kind of way. I think they just met and we're looking at some pure, unbridled limerence."
who: brontë hart & diego cardenas ( @novadrift )
where: the grocer
Brontë smacked her gum -- probably louder than necessary -- as she waited in the long line at the grocer. All she wanted was this single box of sugary cereal, her favorite snack from back home that she would eat dry straight out of the box. Except she must have come at the worst time possible because it seemed like everyone and their mom was getting groceries today. She sighed, but then the view of the Cosmo Link on the person in front of her caught her eye. No way. "Oh my God!" She exclaimed, jutting her own arm out next to the guy's, whose purple hazard glowed just a shade or two darker than her own. "Our...tattoo link thingies! Twin!" Her frustration turned to delight immediately as she squealed.
the fact that lights don’t start flickering ominously and short-circuiting whenever i’m upset is maximally unsexy and not at all excellent if you ask me
Brontë Hart has left everything behind in order to join the voyage to Mundus Meus. They're twenty-six years old, are a liquid fuel employee on board, and are originally from Boca Raton, FL. You might recognise them from their glowing lavender hazard shaped Cosmo Link. Their passenger file describes them as spontaneous and unhinged, and lists them as residing in the fourth floor residences. ⋆｡°✩
Mikey Madison, bisexual, cis female, she/her.
tw: dr*g trade, car accidents, both in the stupidest ways you can imagine
Brontë has always been a bit of a wild child. Maybe it was from the unstable circumstances with which she grew up -- both parents in and out of her life, being raised by a grandmother who worked three jobs so Brontë and her younger sister (barely -- they're Irish twins) were basically latchkey kids who ran around Boca Raton with little supervision. Another theory was that Brontë was simply born that way: Uninhibited, uncensored, and lacking all forms of tact.
From skipping school to shoplifting to partying, Brontë never stood still. For romantic interests, this was always exciting at first but eventually became something they deeply regretted. If she wasn't roping them into her wild misadventures like the time she accidentally became a drug mule for a guy in Miami who she thought was cute (he told her to deliver a package to a guy who lived near her job, turns out it was bricks of cocaine! Who knew!), she was doing much smaller, subtler harms to her life. Like moving apartments every few months purely based on vibes, or ignoring calls from her parents who were allegedly "ready" to "work things out".
Out of high school, Brontë got her dream job: a budtender at a weed store. There, she even met her long-term girlfriend and things were really looking up. They were together for five years, and she finally had some stability. That was, until she found out that her girlfriend had been cheating on her for three of those five years. That's when, while all of the hooplah about signing up to board the MM-1218 was coming to a head, Brontë did something crazy...even for her.
She drove her girlfriend's beloved vintage 2029 Toyota Prius up a steep hill near their favorite hiking trail, got out of the front seat, put the car in neutral, and watched it roll until it flipped and hit a tree. No one was hurt! Just the Prius! But Brontë knew immediately that she'd fucked up. So she did what any sane person would do, and signed up to live on a spacecraft with no contact with earth for the next however-many years, all to avoid going to prison for wrecking her girlfriend's car. Maybe it was an overreaction...But makes for a great story that she'll probably never be able to tell, lest anyone on the ship find out she's maybe the world's silliest fugitive.
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Ethan Yang has left everything behind in order to join the voyage to Mundus Meus. They're thirty-three years old, are a dentist on board, and are originally from Chicago, IL. You might recognise them from their glowing red moon shaped Cosmo Link. Their passenger file describes them as charismatic and arrogant, and lists them as residing in the second floor residences. ⋆｡°✩
Charles Melton, bisexual, cis male, he/him.
tw: ocd
Ethan was born the oldest of two in the suburbs of Chicago. His father was an aerospace engineer and, once his little brother was born (a sensible two years after after Ethan), his mother left her career as a school teacher to be a stay-at-home mom full time.
His father worked a lot, so Ethan took being the "man of the house" when his father was gone very seriously, though his mother insisted he should remain a child for as long as possible. Ethan never really felt like a kid -- was always goal-oriented and outcome-obsessed. It shouldn't have been a surprise that, over time, what was once perceived as a cute quirk that led to perfect grades and national championships would evolve into something that wasn't so cute.
In high school, Ethan was stressed about college acceptances, and found himself feeding a spiral of anxiety every day -- worry that he wasn't going to get into an ivy league, decide that something as arbitrary as how he ate his breakfast was going to affect the result, do that thing and feel temporary relief, but the obsession would always come back. His parents grew concerned, so they put him in therapy where he was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
Ethan learned to manage it with medication and mindfulness, attended Stanford, and got his DDS degree. He learned to mask his anxieties with charm and arrogance, which really worked in the dental profession. Working on people's teeth was exciting to him. It was result-driven, he got to tell people what to do to improve their lives, and he was always right. But his personal life was deeply lacking. Ethan didn't maintain many friendships or relationships, though he was unsure of why. There was just something missing. Whether it was within himself or in his surroundings was anyone's guess.
When his father's work on the MM-1218 was complete and they began recruiting the first voyagers to venture out to this planet, Ethan figured he had nothing to lose. Why not spend the next twenty-something years making history? Maybe then this void within him would finally be fulfilled. And maybe being within this completely controlled environment, without the natural curveballs of everyday life, would be just the place for him.
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