PROMPT A [A young human girl with dark brown skin and a short, fluffy bob of black hair tosses and turns in her cot, mumbling something about killer bird blobs. Her eyes snap open and she sits straight up, head whipping violently back and forth as she takes in her new surroundings.]
Huh? How- what hap- where am I?
[Shaking her head, Connie tumbles free of the cot. She's wearing a dark leather aviator's jacket over a cerulean tee, her blue jeans rolled up slightly to leave some room for her sensible red sneakers. Gawking at the large variety of strange passengers, she strolls up to the window and peers out into the Dream Width, eyes nearly bulging out of her sockets.]
Woah... wait just a second. Where's-
[Forcing herself away from the magnificent view, Connie double checks the rest of the infirmary, searching high and low for her jam bud to no avail. Lips pursed in a thin line, she begins pacing down the length of the cabin, mumbling to herself.]
Okay, Connie, let's review the situation. One, I'm trapped in a... completely different ship? Last I remember I was, or, well, we were crashing in the hold of the Sun Incinerator to get some rest before heading back home. Two, Steven, Lars, and the Off Colors aren't here, or at least I haven't seen them yet. Three, there appear to be a variety of species laid up in... wherever here is.
[She groans, then realizes something, reaching for an object at her shoulder that is no longer there.]
Great. Just fantastic. Both my sword and all my survival equipment are gone. Amazing!
[She shakes her head, pinching the bridge of her nose.]
None of this makes any sense!
PROMPT B [Connie clenches her fist, staring at the ground.]
So... what you're saying is that nobody's made it back home? Ever?
[Tears welling at the corners of her eyes, Connie turns away.]
Excuse me. I... I just need a moment. Please. This... it's a lot to take in.
PROMPT D [Connie watches with delight as the swordmasters show off their craft, dueling each other in a near-blinding flurry of shining steel. When the demonstration is over, she begins to approach one of the recruiters, before stopping. She takes another step, then another, raising a finger, but backs off at the last second, uncertain. She was just so... young. And considering that apparently the Width had sapped all of her strength, showing off her own skills wasn't an option. How in all the hells was she supposed to get her asterisk?]
PROMPT D, PART 2 [Eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets at the flash displays of magic put on by the black mages, Connie shows none of the hesitation that she did at the swordmaster guild, practically bouncing up to one of the demonstrators.]
Hi! Um, hi. Yeah. My name's Connie. Connie Maheswaran. I'm, just... wow. In case it wasn't, heh, obvious already, I'm from offworld. Or, er, off dimension. It's kind of a fuzzy area, isn't it? Oh god I'm rambling. Anyways, I know I probably seem a bit, um, young for this line of work, but the thing is I, I really want to learn magic, and I, um... I want to help the people here. There are so many monsters and threats and evil beings just kinda stomping all over the people on this world, and it, it... I dunno. Maybe I'm a dumb kid but I feel like it's my duty to try and help people here. This place his my home now, and I, um, I should do my best to defend it. Right. God. That was so embarrassing and I'm just going to stop talking now.
An Introduction
[A young human girl with dark brown skin and a short, fluffy bob of black hair tosses and turns in her cot, mumbling something about killer bird blobs. Her eyes snap open and she sits straight up, head whipping violently back and forth as she takes in her new surroundings.]
Huh? How- what hap- where am I?
[Shaking her head, Connie tumbles free of the cot. She's wearing a dark leather aviator's jacket over a cerulean tee, her blue jeans rolled up slightly to leave some room for her sensible red sneakers. Gawking at the large variety of strange passengers, she strolls up to the window and peers out into the Dream Width, eyes nearly bulging out of her sockets.]
Woah... wait just a second. Where's-
[Forcing herself away from the magnificent view, Connie double checks the rest of the infirmary, searching high and low for her jam bud to no avail. Lips pursed in a thin line, she begins pacing down the length of the cabin, mumbling to herself.]
Okay, Connie, let's review the situation. One, I'm trapped in a... completely different ship? Last I remember I was, or, well, we were crashing in the hold of the Sun Incinerator to get some rest before heading back home. Two, Steven, Lars, and the Off Colors aren't here, or at least I haven't seen them yet. Three, there appear to be a variety of species laid up in... wherever here is.
[She groans, then realizes something, reaching for an object at her shoulder that is no longer there.]
Great. Just fantastic. Both my sword and all my survival equipment are gone. Amazing!
[She shakes her head, pinching the bridge of her nose.]
None of this makes any sense!
PROMPT B
[Connie clenches her fist, staring at the ground.]
So... what you're saying is that nobody's made it back home? Ever?
[Tears welling at the corners of her eyes, Connie turns away.]
Excuse me. I... I just need a moment. Please. This... it's a lot to take in.
PROMPT D
[Connie watches with delight as the swordmasters show off their craft, dueling each other in a near-blinding flurry of shining steel. When the demonstration is over, she begins to approach one of the recruiters, before stopping. She takes another step, then another, raising a finger, but backs off at the last second, uncertain. She was just so... young. And considering that apparently the Width had sapped all of her strength, showing off her own skills wasn't an option. How in all the hells was she supposed to get her asterisk?]
PROMPT D, PART 2
[Eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets at the flash displays of magic put on by the black mages, Connie shows none of the hesitation that she did at the swordmaster guild, practically bouncing up to one of the demonstrators.]
Hi! Um, hi. Yeah. My name's Connie. Connie Maheswaran. I'm, just... wow. In case it wasn't, heh, obvious already, I'm from offworld. Or, er, off dimension. It's kind of a fuzzy area, isn't it? Oh god I'm rambling. Anyways, I know I probably seem a bit, um, young for this line of work, but the thing is I, I really want to learn magic, and I, um... I want to help the people here. There are so many monsters and threats and evil beings just kinda stomping all over the people on this world, and it, it... I dunno. Maybe I'm a dumb kid but I feel like it's my duty to try and help people here. This place his my home now, and I, um, I should do my best to defend it. Right. God. That was so embarrassing and I'm just going to stop talking now.