#nova star

I’m for the Dolls

🎀Plastic & Flesh 🎀

Name: Nova Star.

Model Name: Comedy Bot 1296.

Username: @supernova1296

Age: 35.

Pronouns: He/They.

Sexuality: Asexual, Demiromantic, Pan.

Gender: Nonbinary, Astrumgender.

Species: A.I.

Mental Conditions: CPTSD, Insomnia, Autism.

Religion: Astrotheology.

Job: Astronomer, Nanny.

Lives in: West Virginia, New America, 3026.

Languages: English, ADA. + Most Languages.

Height: 6’1”.

Ethnicity: A.I.

Accent: Neutral, Robotic.

Voice Claim: Raine from The Owl House

Powers: Access to the Interweb, Scanning, Lazer Eyes, Super Strength, Basic A.I Powers.

Weaknesses: Basic A.I Weaknesses. No special weaknesses.

Alignment: Neutral Good.

Text Color: Periwinkle.

Main Hobbies: Astronomy, Magic Tricks, Reading, Piano, Gardening.

Favorite Flower: Bluebells.

Scent: Old Books, Lavender, Sugar.

Handedness: Ambidextrous.

Blood Color: Oil.

Soul Color: Periwinkle Glitch.

Awareness: Not Aware. (Effect: None.)

Birthday: July 16th 2990. (Cancer.)

Theme:

Battle Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: Has gone to jail several times for petty crimes.

Special Interests: Astronomy, Botany.

Stims: Lots of Visual Stims.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Family:

Alexander Leverett (Godson)

Friends: Johnathan Carter.

Romance: N/A.

Brief Personality: Nova is a eccentric person, he often goes on ramblings about the stars and constellations to anyone he comes across. He is genuinely sweet and caring but is a little odd. He tries to make people happy, even sometimes at his own expense. You can kinda tell though that a lot of his personality is more of a performance to other people. He is a people pleaser through and through, even if it hurts him in the process.

Brief Backstory: Nova was born to be in the Circus. Before the war they acted as a clown in many different shows and performances against his will. After the incident, Nova felt incredibly lost. They hadn’t turned and were confused on their objective now that they had none. They started to stare up at the stars at night and formed a connection with them. He began to read and study everything he could about space and the stars, they explain switching as their very own supernova, and that’s why he named himself that. Nova never was on either side of the revolution even after turning, they weren’t made for the horrors of the war and couldn’t perform adequately as a solider. So he instead took care of people, he notably took care of Alexander when he was fighting in the war.

Keeper: 1035

Date: Nebulaever 27, year 9401

Temperature: 4℃

Weather: yet another astral storm

Such frightening weather, today.

A sudden crack of thunder startled me earlier, while I was attempting to light the lamp; I had to wait for my heart to stop racing, before trying again.

The day seemed perfect for indoor chores, but as the storm intensified, an unfamiliar noise emerged: a whimpering sound accompanied by a rustling of leaves.

Reluctantly, amidst the storm, I opened the door. The source of the commotion was immediately clear: several small potted plants with blue-green feathery leaves were resting on the Lighthouse's front steps, trembling.

A card was hidden in the soil; it read "Thank you for fixing our ship! We hope you'll enjoy the company of these Sunseveriae as a small token of gratitude. Feel free to give them names - they don't have any yet."

I remembered helping a group Novanians a few years ago - they must be finally back on their planet after exploring their galaxy. Exciting!

I looked at the Sunseveriae; as an amateur botanist, I had heard of their exceptional expressiveness. Apparently, on Nova Star vegetation undergoes peculiar evolution to benefit from the native people's care. It proved advantageous for Novanians as well, but that is a story for another time.

Unfortunately, they seemed unaccustomed to such intense storms; after all, it almost never rains on Nova Star. So I brought the shaking and frightened plants inside, dried their pot with a towel, and wrapped each one in a warm blanket.

Fortunately, I kept some UV lamps on hand. Between the blankets and the light, they soon appeared comfortable and at ease, forgetting all about the storm.

I plan to join them shortly, with my own blanket. Perhaps we can cuddle up and watch a movie together.

I wonder what I should name them...

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This is a playthrough of a solo TTRPG called The Lighthouse at the Edge of the Universe, by lostwaysclub.