((If she met him before/instead of Jake honestly there's a chance it might have worked out. Again I should probably stress the fact that her understanding of morality (and mortality) were out of the window at the point when she finally made it out into the world again. So had she met him first he could have easily convinced her that his way was the normal way and that killing wasn't something to be ashamed of. She might have grown to like him and help him. Who knowsss))
((I think you mean Bit utterly corrupted into creating technological hellhole vortex? Because that'd probably be it. She tends to feed off of whoever she's in contact with so that could be pretty ugly ff))
((Pink Roses: Who is someone your character has wanted to make happy?
Herself /no
But yeah mostly herself. But also Jake. Not as much in obvious ways lately because she's feeling like a bit of an impediment but she does do little things here and there to remind him she's got his back u m u))
((Oak leaves: Describe a victory your character is proud of.
She is proud of herself for finding a person who would actually take care of her SNES and allow her the freedom to travel when she pleases. Mostly because social victories are important to her considering how terrible she is at not just subjecting people to what she wants and scaring them off. It was a huge step for her which caused her to start seeing relationships with people as things that can be mutually beneficial.))
((Foxglove: Has your character ever lied about something?
Bit lies about things all the time. Or well not really lies, just phrases things very strangely. She wants to get people to agree to play her games so it seems less like it's a bad thing > m >
Otherwise she's very open about her intentions.
Also when she was 11 she broke a bottle of wine and blamed it on the cat.
Iris: If your character could send one person a message, who and what would it be?
She actually doesn't really feel the need to do things like that fff. She's really past concern over old friends or family back from when she's alive and there's only really one person she even talks to right now.
She'd probably send at least 7 different people a message to shut the fuck up because they don't have anything meaningful to say. But I won't name names u v u
Pine: What is something your character wishes they could move on from?
She wishes she could move on from being a ghost trapped as data. She just wants to fly like an eagle. Actually she'd be fine passing on if she wasn't attached to someone enough to care about their well being. The only thing that's been holding her to earth in the first place is regret at not having accomplished much in life.))
((Oh my fuck the answers to this are so long lkfjf
3. If your character is from a different world/time period, explain their personalities if they where placed in this world.
She is from a different time period and she was re-placed in this world fff
Uh she's from the early 90s-ish parallel to whatever time period sh runs on (i'm assuming it's parallel to ours, it seems parallel). She's a little hard to follow because of her perspective and way in which she exists. She doesn't learn things in any structural way when it comes to culture, she's just sort of swimming in a sea of confusing garbage that she has to assume is true until she finds evidence to the contrary.
For a good 4 weeks she thought 'yolo' and 'swaggie' were what was cool to say now and she peppered all of her sentences with it (imagine getting sucked into a tv only to be greeted by a girl spewing a variety of outdated memes while telling you you will be fighting for your life in a randomized game it's NOT PRETTY). This explains her bizarre typing style, she's constantly mixing up how she types based on how she sees other people do it. Her biggest point of 'research' happens to be tumblr. She sympathizes greatly with people who are HIT IN THE FEELS because she thinks it means genuine and actual emotional anguish for real and serious reasons (it's hard for her not to because she spent so long living inside videogames and movies that to her characters ARE real people almost).
She loves being generous to people she cares about (read: Jake) and follows a certain set of rules that sort of bounce on and off the moral track. She thinks it's fine to capture people and force them into playing games because of how much she assists them in trying to succeed and not die. She doesn't realize that it could be considered mental torture and that could just be an aspect of her upbringing and the fact that she is dead and has a little bit of a hard time being either empathetic or sympathetic unless the fact that the person is suffering is literally spelled out for her.
14. Make up some hobbies you think your character may enjoy.
She enjoys gaming (when she plays games she doesn't cheat for herself). She loves to wander around and explore and find new bits of media so she can wander around those worlds as well. Her favorites are space-themed things because she loves looking at planets close up. She loves scavenging for things, be it in-game items or snippets of real world information or data.
15. Do you think your character is insecure in any way?
She's really only insecure in that she wishes she could be a real living person and understand 90% of what anyone's talking about, particularly feelings. She doesn't talk much on the dash ever because seeing people talk about hanging out with eachother and doing physical things like going to restaurants or hanging out make her a little sad. Technically she could always go to most of the places, through either a cellphone or any nearby screen but that would literally be like standing outside of your friend's house when they have a party and pressing yourself against the window.
Which she does anyway. She suffers in silence u m u
19. What do you think your character’s favorite type of music is?
chiptunes fff
And weird remixes of things. But honestly just... she likes everything but she really likes stuff that has a distinctive repetitive beat the best.
20. Would you be friends with your character.
Hell yeah, even though I don't know what the fuck she's talking about almost all of the time she seems sweet and if I was her friend she wouldn't kill me either so that's a bonus. Plus she can produce free cheeseburgers what's not cool about that))
(( Is there anyone Bit would like to get to know better? ))
((She used to want to get to know Phan better, but she's seen what he's up to lately and just
Shakes her head dlfkjs
That aside, she trusts Jake's taste in people (for the most part...) so she'd like to at least introduce herself to some of them at some point considering she basically lives with him so to speak so it'd be weird not to. She'd probably do it in an obnoxious way though so maybe she shouldn't ffff
She also likes Muse, though that's only based on what she writes on the dash. There's that silent nod of approval in the distance and it's from Bit.))
Sitting in a neat stack in your nominally shared room with Jake is a pile of SNES games, including all the classics. Along with these is a note: "I figured you might want to have a few new places to explore after all this time. Drop me a line and I'll come change what's in your system to whatever you want, alright? Merry, merry Christmas even though this isn't nearly enough. -Jake"
(( She cries and causes all the electronics in Butcher's place to static momentarily ; m ; ))
It had been a length of time, though how long she had almost lost track of. Time itself tended to make less sense from her perspective. What was time? It was a measurement given to the passages of physical processes; of seasons, the progression of the sun through the sky, the cycle of life and of death. But there was nothing stable about it, her feet had taken paths through worlds where minutes were measured in seconds, where there were no seasons or sky, no earth, no reality following the stable strike of a pendulum. So how long had it been?
The time she focused on was a measured space between two significant points, two holidays. The latter date was a time commonly referred to as 'Christmas'. Though not all worlds had such a holiday she continued to remember it vividly, a capsule of family memories safely nestled in a snowy winter holiday. The former date, not so stable. A birthday. The birthday of a friend who had given her hope of a future, however uncertain it was. A birthday she had missed, which had started her wheels towards the path which she was now following.
She wondered if Jake noticed her absence at all, whether or not he was suspicious to the long stretches of time she was gone despite her home resting safely within his own. But she wanted to, needed to make up for it. Deep in the past, deep within her memories she remembered her own birthdays with her family. That was the key to it. Family. And in its own way she and Jake were family now.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar tugging. A player had found the key. The same player, in fact, that had played the four rounds prior. He was certainly enthusiastic to gain things from her powers and for that she was thankful. Their exchange was simple, her assistance in winning for his assistance in turn. The items she selected the man would send to a PO box, and sometime soon she would give all of it to Jake.
"Moving my home is a plausible solution, yes. Somewhere more... in tune with the grids and channels I follow. It was and is too remote now, cast aside amid the rubbage " She flicked momentarily to the edges of the screen, as though to peer past Jake. "Would I keep you from anything pressing or urgent? I am not in a hurry if I know that my way back home is a certainty and not simple well wishing."
Her expression softened momentarily before she looked ahead, jaw set. "Nothing in life comes without compensation in some form, that is the very definition of interaction. I will not call this a debt, for the term is...archaic." She did not like the idea of being indebted. There was uncertainty to that, the concept that at any point in the future someone could call a favor in. Rather for it to be upfront, an agreed upon deal with no loose ends. Her frustration became tangible, causing the screen of the phone to ripple and stretch as though it were a simple plastic film being pressed against by unseen hands. She caught herself, stumbling with a sudden agreement of the current terms lest the display caused Jake to change his mind.
"That... is the difficult part. When traveling, jumping across power streams, it's all an act of feeling, I'm sure you understand that. But there are no particularly definable landmarks, save for the type of information that can dwell within them. In any case I left my home on a cell phone and have not been able to make it back. There is not much electricity in that area. My home is rightfully a haunting ground because I would assume it is deserted, and being deserted means there is no direct path back." The phone cycled through hundreds of photos of storage units, as if to emphasis her points. "A place like this is what I am looking for. But more than that I want the freedom to roam. I do not want to have to chose between my home and the road."
The flickering images slowed once again. "Now it is my turn to ask questions. Do you wish to help simply because you are a hero, or because you honestly wish to help? I am not a quest npc, so I hope you were not expecting a reward."
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