sorry but someone assuming you have "left a fandom" when you don't post about it a lot anymore feels like bilbo coming home to the sackville bagginses having him presumed dead and selling all his stuff. girl i was just on a little quest????
Bon I need to probe your ginormous beautiful brain,
What do you think Ripley was like pre Nostromo?
I’ve got it in my head that she probably reads a lot, has a small book shelf absolutely crammed full.
And likely has not lost her zest for life yet (😭) maybe even doodling on random papers more often.
Convinced by her friends to take one more shot and then they all end up in the green house looking up at the artificial sky and she cannot believe she is looking at the stars when the station is literally surrounded by them.
Or does she live on the earth or moon again?
I am so very curious as to any hc you have about her.
Ellen Ripley Pre-Nostromo...
HEYO I used her crew profile to build a framework and extrapolated from there. This doesn't take any of the comics or novels into account!!
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Grew up on Luna during the XMB virus outbreak. Living the first sixteen years of her life in quarantine meant never knowing what the outside world was like, and thus, never mourning a freedom she didn't have to begin with. The facility was sterile and very effectively self-contained. The infected were carted away for research so quickly and ruthlessly by the Company that friends she had known for years would be completely gone virtually overnight. It wasn't uncommon for her to walk across the compound to find the door to her destination standing open, displaying an empty apartment that reeked of disinfectant.
She threw herself into studying law as soon as she was able to pick specialized classes, determined to dedicate her life to screwing the Company over for all of the atrocities she witnessed in her early years. She excelled in her field and graduated top of her class, of course. Hate is an excellent motivator.
Took up drawing at an early age, if only to immortalize the things she considered precious on the off chance that they wouldn't be around tomorrow. Favored pencils and charcoal for their soft, dreamlike lines. Most of her sketches were people in candid poses: sitting in class, walking down corridors, reaching for something.
Reading provided a temporary escape, and she very quickly latched on to fantasy and adventure tales. Though she'd never seen the outside world of been to Earth, she'd spemt time in the green house and watched simulation after simulation of different natural wonders. Combined with the words on the page, her vivid imagination could take her through over mountains, across the sea, and through narrow castle passageways.
Quarantine was lifted while she was a Sophomore, and her first taste of the world outside of her colony was exhilarating, to say the least. To see that vast sky overhead and feel something more than the same endless white corridors and cramped Company slums felt like visiting another planet.
Received her first assignment as a Junior Warrant Officer while she was still in school. While her peers felt remorse at leaving Luna (and a well-deserved shore leave) behind, Ripley was elated. She lingered in the observation blister for as long as she could, just watching the planet shrink into the distance.
Didn't collect many personal items during that year abroad, but what she lacked in physical belongings she made up for with experience. Learned the Company handbook inside and out. Studied the inner workings of the cargo ship and made herself useful as more than a legal consultant. Learned how to sew, how to weld, how to rewire panels that were on the fritz, and became very self-sufficient in a matter of months.
The decision to have Amanda was a long time coming. Ripley always knew that she wanted a child, but marrying and being dependent on a partner was out of the question. She applied for an IVF program while she was still a trainee and wasn't approved until a year later. Her captain at the time was gracious enough to allow her an extended shore leave for the procedure, and she continued to work at full capacity until her third trimester. She was determined to prove her capabilities as an Officer.
The Company did not approve her request for maternity leave. At first, Wey-Yu assumed she was applying under false pretenses in an attempt to collect extra pay. When she showed up to that hearing eight months pregnant, however, their story changed. Suddenly, she was being accused of fraternizing with her captain. The story was being twisted against her. Now, they could try to fire her on the grounds of violating the Company Handbook. And try, they did.
She spent five months fighting Weyland Yutani with everything she had, losing her flight status and her salary in the process. What eventually won her the battle was press coverage. It's difficult for a megacorporation to deny you a basic courtesy when half of the galaxy is speaking out in your favor.
The year that she was granted maternity leave was simultaneously the best and the toughest of her life. She chose to settle in the Inner Rim, wanting something as different from Luna as possible. Amanda was born on a temperate, forested planet, and her first moments were spent in front of a window in her mother's arms, basking in the sun.
The compensation from the lawsuit was more than enough to purchase a self-contained unit on the outskirts of the planet's main colony, and Ripley did all that she could to make the home self-sufficient.
Living alone and having so much freedom after a lifetime of constantly having to think three steps ahead was... different, to say the least. Suddenly, the most important tasks were going to the market and making sure Amanda went outside at least once a day. She quickly took up drawing again after being out of practice for nearly fifteen years. The house is quickly filled with sketches of trees, wildlife that passes through the property, and, of course, Amanda.
Very big on walks. She and the baby would be out for hours on end, just wandering for the fun of it. Never got to a point where she knew the names of all of the local wildlife, but they were at least familiar to her in the sense that she could tell whether or not she'd seen said animal before.
Ripley's practical nature and dry wit were present ever since she was old enough to understand sarcasm. She never smiled very much, unless it was for school photos, but she smiled more after the kid arrived. It felt like she'd been saving up all of her happiness just for Amanda. She fancied that the muscles in her cheeks were constantly sore because of how little she used to use them before she went on leave.
Every task was carried out with the baby strapped to her back. Ripley quickly became a staple around town, being known to buy groceries and even renovate her Earthship home with that baby attached to her. One could reasonably say that Amanda was a very well-rounded child from the start, being exposed to such a wide variety of stimuli.
Physical media is very hard to come by in the 22nd century, but Ellen managed it. The townspeople were enamored with Amanda and more than willing to donate their antiques for education's sake. The bookshelf wasn't crammed full, per se, but it had a healthy number of older books on it, complete with yellowing pages and printed designs that had gone rough with age.
By the time Ripley's leave was over, Amanda had learned to walk and said her first word. It wasn't "mama," it was "frog" after her favorite character in her favorite book. Ripley wasn't the least bit surprised. She never referred to herself as "mama" or "mom"- she talked to Amanda the same way she'd talk to any other adult.
Leaving the kid behind for work was a tough decision, but her leave was up, and if she didn't start working again soon, she wouldn't have any money to raise her daughter. So, she entrusted Amanda to a local she had grown to like and almost call a friend, put that person's name on the papers for the house and arranged for half of her paychecks to be sent there instead of being given to her. The payments continued for a long while after her "death."
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