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Sul sul! Today I bring you a humble offering of recolored/simlished cassette tapes by @radioactivedotcom. The originals can be found here, thank you so much Radioactive for the generous TOU ♡ Fonts used were found here! Featuring 14 Edgewave bands (plus one bonus) on cassette for your listening pleasure! Cassette tapes are totally legit, definitely not bootleg copies. If you don't see your band listed here, don't worry! I'm making more using the lineup list @salemsimblr posted with their Official Edgewave Lineup Merch. ⤷ Download | SFS (free, no ads) More info + some previews under the cut! (:

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Diva Morgana 🔮 for @radioactivedotcom The Nemesis Murder Mystery

Age: 26         Class: A

Traits: Music Lover, Self Absorbed, Snob

🔮 Diva Morgana is a famous and revered operatic singer known throughout the universe.

🔮 Diva is known for her classical songs that start slow, showcasing her otherwordly opera singing voice, before changing to an uptempo pop song.

🔮 Her signature tears makeup is a nod to her singing voice, that is known to be so beautiful, it’s heartbreaking. Anyone lucky enough to hear it is reduced to tears at the end of her performance.

🔮 Diva is scheduled to perform for the president of the planet Sulani, but her private spaceship needed to perform emergency landing at the San Myshuno spaceport for repairs. 

🔮 As a backup, her management team managed to secure a last minute Class A ticket, at the fully booked Nemesis spaceship to planet Sulani. The captain was forced to downgrade other Class A passengers to make space for Diva.  

🔮 The Nemesis’ captain Nyx Blake is currently trying to sweet-talk Diva’s management team to arrange for her to perform at The Nemesis en route to Planet Sulani, but such negotiations have yet to reach a conclusion. 

          Mars Suzuki for @radioactivedotcom‘s Nemesis!

Twenty-seven-year-old Mars Suzuki was born in the pit of San Myshuno’s underbelly to an erratic mother who had always been convinced that her own son was an alien in disguise who took the place of her real son. This caused her not only to neglect Mars but abuse him as well. Everyday, she would try to burn him or cut him to see if he was a robot. But even when he bled, she still wasn’t convinced that he was her baby; to her, he was a disgusting monster she wanted nothing to do with.

Mars rain away at thirteen and changed his name (no, Mars is not his given name, but it’s his real name), living in alleyways and dumpsters and the occasional empty apartment or factory. Computers were the one and only thing he seemed to be good at. He spent almost all of his time in libraries learning how to code and hack. By the time he was sixteen, he managed to syphon money from other people’s accounts into his own using an online scam that a lot of people were stupid enough to fall for. It was then that he officially began referring to himself as a hacker. Mars works primarily underground on the dark web, hacking into some of the world’s most prestigious systems. He takes odd jobs here and there to make some extra cash. Most recently, Mars got himself into quite a bit of trouble. Overconfident, he hacked into The Nemesis’s mainframe. It was like taking candy from a baby, he thought, just as his own computer system was hacked into right back. Those behind the mission to planet Sulani threatened to take Mars down and make sure he’d never be able to hack another system again (make him disappear). But after a long meeting, they decided that it would be better to have a hacker like Mars on their side as opposed to against them, so they offered him a job. He was given a Class C bunkbed and told that he needed to help keep the ship’s system in check during its journey. The only reason he agreed was because they offered him a huge sum of money and the idea of getting planets away from his mother was too good to pass up. Because he spends almost all of his time behind a screen, he isn’t the best at communicating with others. He can come off as brash and rude and unpleasant. He always speaks what’s on his mind, having no filter and not caring what anyone else thinks of him. He is kind and loyal deep down, but will no doubt put his own safety first.

Mars has been a computer whiz from the age of eight when he first learned how to make his own gaming software. Many of his teachers labeled him a genius, and all of them were disappointed when he started using his talents for not-so-legal activities. His genetic predisposition [to schizophrenia] and damaged past have made him somewhat erratic. He’s always been squeamish around things like blood and sickness; the sight of it always gives him the feeling that bile is rising up in his throat. 

(So I fell in love with him as I was taking screenshots, so I’ve included too many a bunch of unedited screenshots of Mars in a field under the read more if you’d like to check them out!)

⮞ Oh, hey. I didn’t expect anyone else to be up. [divebomb the other couch] Oh, you’re definitely not wearing a shirt. 

[Emerson]: “Hey, mornin’ Azeran. You’re up on the early side, huh? You want to come join me? I was just havin’ a bit of coffee. You want some?”

Uh, sure. [tentatively try to sip from her cup] ⮞ I’m good on the coffee, but I never say no to good company. What?

[Emerson]: She scoots over to ensure there’s plenty of space, but there already was. As you take a seat, she flashes a smile. “You settlin’ in okay? It was nice hangin’ with you guys last night, seems like the others are all makin’ themselves at home. But are you findin’ it alright?”

Actually, I do have a complaint. Evan and Mena were up super late talking about the planets they’ve been to, it was really annoying. ⮞ It’s good so far! Boomer snores like a chainsaw, so having a bunk right next to hers isn’t the most ideal but hey. Everything else is great. I think Pholy might have had his finger under my nose to see if I was breathing...

[Emerson]: She laughs at that, nodding. “Well I’m glad that, aside from the snorin’, it’s been good. Nice havin’ you here. ... all of you guys, I mean. It gets lonely in crew turnover. ‘Course, I love Ty and them, don’t get me wrong. Just... nice to have some new faces.”

⮞ You and Ty are pretty close, huh? Are you like... a couple? Crew turnover, that’s pretty huge isn’t it?  I’ll bet it does get lonely up here. Bet it gets lonely all the time.

[Emerson]: “Oh, jeez, no. No, not at all. Not that I- he’s a good-lookin’ guy, you know, just... he’s like a brother to me. Not t’ mention he’s definitely gay. But we’re real close.”

Do you have any brothers or sisters? How close is ‘really close’ exactly?  ⮞ How long have you been working with him?

[Emerson]: “Uhh, Ty started here... two years ago? And we just hit it off. Like, instant best friends. But we’re the two youngest crew members, the others are all a lot older than we are. I mean, Riker’s in his, like... thirties.”

⮞  ... I’m in my thirties. But like, young hip thirties! Cool thirties. This is a little bit awkward. His thirties? Ancient. I’m nineteen!

[Emerson]: She flushes at the realization, laughing shortly after. Probably to relieve some embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that! It ain’t a bad thing, it’s just- it’s... I guess I really ain’t got anythin’ to say to dig myself outta this one. But you an’ him are nothin’ alike. Age don’t mean as much as personality, you know? And I like your personality.”

You don’t have to placate me. No, it’s fine, I’m super old. You can say it. ⮞ Hey, thanks. That’s sweet of you. So, how did you end up here?

[Emerson]: “Well, I been on the Zenith for... fooouuur years now, I think? I got my license when I was nineteen to fly smaller aircrafts, and I wanted to go to school for the big rigs, but my ex-husband wasn’t really into it. But when we got divorced I said, y’know, fuck it.”

Wow, you got your flying license really young, huh? ⮞ Wait, you’ve been married before? How... don’t answer if it’s invasive, but... what? Good for you! ‘Fuck it’ is my life motto!

[Emerson]: She sighs, tapping the rim of her mug. “Aw, it was nothin’. You know, grew up in a small town, we went to high school together. He was some big strappin’ football guy, his parents ran a wheat mill a few blocks down from my daddy’s farm. We went together all through school, got married at eighteen and- I mean, that was a mistake. I know that now. You don’t stay the same between eighteen and twenty-two. I don’t know if it was my fault, if I changed or he did, or if maybe we wasn’t ever the way we thought. But he got... real mean.”

That’s a lot of information. Give me this guy’s holopad number. I just wanna talk, it’s cool. ⮞ I wasn’t there, I can only speak for the you I know. Nobody has a right to treat the Emerson I know poorly. I’m sorry that happened to you, Em.

[Emerson]: After a moment of appearing distant, she returns to the present with a smile. “That’s sweet of you, Azeran, but it was a good while ago. And anyway, that’s-- that’s a lot to dump on you. I’m sorry for gettin’ all...” She gestures, searching for a word she doesn’t ever find. It’s clear she’s embarrassed about how much she’s shared.

⮞ You don’t need to apologize to me. Honestly. Hey, if anything I owe you thanks for trusting me this much.  Yeah, it was a whole lot, but I’ll be okay. Clearly it wasn’t all that long ago.

[Emerson]: There might be more to be said on the subject, but for now she seems eager to leave it behind. “That’s what friends do, right? So hey, what’re your plans for today? Up ta anythin’ fun?”

Nothing at all, actually. I’m looking forward to kicking back, maybe having a nap when Boomer’s up. I thought I might go hang out with that tour bot some more, she was kinda hot in a weird way? ⮞ Actually, I was thinking I might play some Super Punch Twins. I want to try to get really good. Would you be into coaching me or something?

[Emerson]: She laughs warmly, clearly not at the idea but more at your sincerity. “I’m not anywhere near as good as Ty at it but... yeah. I could handle clockin’ a bit more time with you.”

Nixon Andor Everett for @radioactivedotcom‘s Nemesis Murder Mystery

Age: 26 Profession: Smuggler, Thief, Hacker, Revolutionary, Convict Notable markings: Tattoo’s of earthly origin Class: D Location of arrest: Star-field XO-5 Location of holding: Aboard the Liustik Starship; Originally an attempt for easier travel from the solar system to the outer star systems, Liustik became something of a prison for those who have committed crimes without the jurisdiction of the home planet.The Liustik Starship will be docking at San Myshuno Spaceport in 10 cycles

References from Co-Conspirators:

“He’s a good man. Fast. I’m impressed you caught the bastard. You’ll never get him to admit anything though. The man keeps his secrets just as good as promises.”

“Nixon talks a big game, but his biggest flaw is that he doesn’t trust anybody. It took me years to even learn his last name.”

“One thing this man isn’t is a traitor. He’ll go down with you no matter the cause.”

References from his prison guards:

“9 times. He’s tried to run away 9 times. He practically lives in solitary confinement.”

“I don’t think he’s seen the sun in years. He sure as hell doesn’t act like it.”

“I’ve seen him give his rations to others on some nights but hoards on the others. I’ve heard about him being genuine. I’ve heard about his deeds. But that doesn’t change the fact that he’s a bad man with that sort of track record.”

Nixon Everett is a wild card.His parents died when he was young and he went into smuggling to repay their debts. As he traveled, he began to see more and more of the people struggling at the bottom while the  ones at the top lived lavishly off the backs of those beneath them. He staged minor uprisings of the lower class for three years before his arrest. He spent his days on the Liustik plotting various escapes, only for each escape attempt they put him in a deeper level of the ship. The ship would be docking at San Myshuno Spaceport minutes before The Nemesis and Nixon vowed to get to the planet Sulani no matter what it takes