Disorienting is an apt way to put her descent onto the surface El Nysa, but perhaps not for just your typical reasons. It was comparable to touching down upon Earth for the first time. Strange, then, that the last place the martian princess remembers being was Earth, and yet when she finds her footing on this grass-coated soil, she finds her body nauseatingly heavy, her head floating the opposite.
The gravity here is a lot like Earth's, she comes to realize. She also begins to suspect that she must have a penchant for catching gravity-related afflictions! As such, her sensitivity causes her to feel a bit under the weather.
She remains in her tent most of the time, but when she starts to feel cold or lonely, emerges to join in on a bonfire. She sidles up in front of the flame, giddy as she reaches her hands out to feel the heat lick them.
"Ahh... It's so hot...! This is nothing like a candle..."
[B. We Got Cows]
Speaking of under the weather! For someone who isn't particularly used to dealing with it, having it hit hard and heavy like this is like trying to kill a bee with a warhammer: overkill. Her experience with rain on Earth had been nice, breezes pleasant, but these torrents are chilling, nightmarish, and have the power to knock her off her feet.
Sunshine breaks under the weight of thick, angry clouds gravid with rain. Asseylum has already been the shoulder these stormclouds want to cry on, and she doesn't want to deal with any more meteorological sob stories. She learned what this sudden dark spell means! That's why the moment the sun is subsumed, she begins glancing about the plains for something, anything to take shelter beneath, looking quite worried as she tries to pick between settling between her closest options: a dry shrub or a young tree. ...No, these won't work, will they?
"A... Again?"
She then notices you. Frantically, she takes your hand as though hoping to urge you to action.
"Quick! We must take cover!"
[C. Of White and Gold]
Olympia is so much more beautiful when she can feel the streets beneath her feet, see the sky above her head. Besides the sky, though, there's so much else to see! It's a bit overwhelming, even dizzying in some respects. Whether that's vertigo or overstimulation is anyone's guess.
But look at all these shops and businesses! She's never seen anything like it before. When she was on Earth, it had been struggling under a cataclysmic war with meteors and Kataphrakts, so there was nobody left to live in their own homes, much less tend to their shops. This is what she had been picturing of a peaceful city all these years.
And she has to discover it all. Gazing at one of the many locations (your pick!) with curiosity flickering in her eyes, she asks, "What is that, exactly?"
[D. WILDCARD]
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Asseylum Vers Allusia | Aldnoah.Zero
Disorienting is an apt way to put her descent onto the surface El Nysa, but perhaps not for just your typical reasons. It was comparable to touching down upon Earth for the first time. Strange, then, that the last place the martian princess remembers being was Earth, and yet when she finds her footing on this grass-coated soil, she finds her body nauseatingly heavy, her head floating the opposite.
The gravity here is a lot like Earth's, she comes to realize. She also begins to suspect that she must have a penchant for catching gravity-related afflictions! As such, her sensitivity causes her to feel a bit under the weather.
She remains in her tent most of the time, but when she starts to feel cold or lonely, emerges to join in on a bonfire. She sidles up in front of the flame, giddy as she reaches her hands out to feel the heat lick them.
"Ahh... It's so hot...! This is nothing like a candle..."
[B. We Got Cows]
Speaking of under the weather! For someone who isn't particularly used to dealing with it, having it hit hard and heavy like this is like trying to kill a bee with a warhammer: overkill. Her experience with rain on Earth had been nice, breezes pleasant, but these torrents are chilling, nightmarish, and have the power to knock her off her feet.
Sunshine breaks under the weight of thick, angry clouds gravid with rain. Asseylum has already been the shoulder these stormclouds want to cry on, and she doesn't want to deal with any more meteorological sob stories. She learned what this sudden dark spell means! That's why the moment the sun is subsumed, she begins glancing about the plains for something, anything to take shelter beneath, looking quite worried as she tries to pick between settling between her closest options: a dry shrub or a young tree. ...No, these won't work, will they?
"A... Again?"
She then notices you. Frantically, she takes your hand as though hoping to urge you to action.
"Quick! We must take cover!"
[C. Of White and Gold]
Olympia is so much more beautiful when she can feel the streets beneath her feet, see the sky above her head. Besides the sky, though, there's so much else to see! It's a bit overwhelming, even dizzying in some respects. Whether that's vertigo or overstimulation is anyone's guess.
But look at all these shops and businesses! She's never seen anything like it before. When she was on Earth, it had been struggling under a cataclysmic war with meteors and Kataphrakts, so there was nobody left to live in their own homes, much less tend to their shops. This is what she had been picturing of a peaceful city all these years.
And she has to discover it all. Gazing at one of the many locations (your pick!) with curiosity flickering in her eyes, she asks, "What is that, exactly?"
[D. WILDCARD]
((Wanna plan something not listed? Feel free to contact me via Discord @ paingel#4140, PM, or