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@celestikal
𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐋
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“ 'Cause that's around the time most people are awake . ” An amused grin stretches his muzzle , he offers his hand for her to take & allow him to lead the way . “ They're missing a lot of wonders — what else do they talk about ? ”
❝ WHY SHOULD WE CARE ? ❞ they were not made of the same starlight as us, they were not made of kinned atoms. she places her hand in his with no hesitation.
❝ let us run together, instead. ❞
“ Wanna watch the moonset later ? I know a nice spot . ” It's quite underrated !
❝ don't earthlings usually talk of SUNSETS ? ❞ but sonic always found ways to surprise her, didn't he ?
MAYBE THAT'S WHY ... ❝ i usually watch the moon from the same spot, but, perhaps i shall INDULGE YOU, then. ❞
🧩 / 🎱 / ☕ !!
HEADCANON QUESTIONS. ↪ accepting.
🧩 : what part of themselves do they not understand yet?
THERE IS A LOT ABOUT HERSELF SHE DOESN'T KNOW, the same way a baby doesn't know how its body works yet. this is another reason why she's so okay with being used as a test subject: while she knows a lot and knows it can serve earthlings and their curiousity, SHE ALSO HAS HER OWN.
celeste doesn't believe capable of feeling, and capable of understanding those feelings. THAT IS FALSE, she just hasn't let herself really discover those sensations nor aknowledge them. celeste believes she was made for a higher, unknown purpose, that only mother matter knows, be it bringing knowledge to lifeforms or causing their doom through their hubris, or inacting mother matter's will. THAT, TOO, IS FALSE.
🎱 : what do they need to feel wanted?
THERE IS NO SUCH THING, REALLY. celeste views sex as pure reproduction, and as a being that reproduces asexually, she doesn't see the need to involve anyone else in it yet. while she aknowledges the existence of sexuality in both humanoids and animals, SHE DOESN'T SEE A NEED FOR IT HERSELF. right now if someone were to tell her they want her, she'd just look at them and blink, really. she doesn't view sex through the lenses of intimacy, doesn't understand it yet. baby steps.
☕ : what's their morning ritual, and what happens when it's disrupted?
LONG WALKS IN THE EARLY MORNING. celeste lacks a concept of time: just like a machine, she doesn't really sleep, so she often spends her nights with her eyes wide open. however, before the sun comes up, she will come out of the base she's stationed to wait for the sun and bask in the light.
one could consider this BREAKFAST for her, although later in the morning she usually gets a good dose of radiation to keep her fed. after that, it's whatever the hell the scientists have in mind for her, really.
🧠 : what do they assume people think about them?
🕵️♀️ : how often does your muse think about death?
🧷 : who failed them first?
HEADCANON QUESTIONS. ↪ accepting.
🧠 : what do they assume people think about them?
celeste isn't exactly unaware: SHE KNOWS SHE'S SEEN AS DANGEROUS, but she has no idea that she's seen as strange, because she doesn't really understand that concept yet. mostly, asides from those at gun, SHE ASSUMES NOTHING.
🕵️♀️ : how often does your muse think about death?
celeste's concept of death is different: to her, DEATH DOESN'T EXIST. everything is made of matter, and nothing is ever destroyed; everything comes back to matter.
celeste however never experienced loss, even less the loss of SOMEONE SHE CARES ABOUT, so her stance on death is pretty flippant, since she doesn't even care about the state of her physical body.
🧷 : who failed them first?
shortly after being taken in by g.u.n., celeste quickly started being studied by one of their many scientific teams. she started liking the company of one very specific scientist, a rather young and curious man that treated her with a bit more than just respect.
she had no idea of HOW FRAGILE human beings where, and started telling him things that NO HUMAN SHOULD EVER KNOW ABOUT, which caused the poor man's mind to completely shatter.
she doesn't see it as being 'failed' exactly, a part of her however will forever feel ... KIND OF WEIRD about it. selfishly, a part of her is DISAPPOINTED.
ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ SYMBOL HEADCANON QUESTIONS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.
EVERYDAY LIFE / DOMESTIC
📋 : how organized is your muse?
✅ : what do they pretend to have together that they don't?
🕰️ : what time do they naturally wake up when no one needs them?
☕ : what's their morning ritual, and what happens when it's disrupted?
🧺 : how often do they do laundry?
🪞 : do they look at themselves in mirrors, or avoid them? why?
🍽️ : do they eat to survive, for pleasure, or as comfort?
🏠 : what part of their living space reflects them the most?
🌱 : do they keep plants, and are those plants alive?
🧼 : what's something they're weirdly particular about being clean?
📺 : what do they put on when they don't want to think?
SOCIALIZATION / CONNECTION
🗣️ : are they better one-on-one, or in groups?
📱 : do they text back immediately, or let messages rot?
🫥 : how often do they pretend to be fine to keep the peace?
🎭 : how different are they with strangers versus people they trust?
🤝 : do they make friends easily, or accidentally?
🧠 : what do they assume people think about them?
🌘 : how hard is it to really know them?
🎉 : do they enjoy social events, or endure them?
🪑 : are they the type to leave early without saying goodbye?
INTROSPECT / INTERNAL LANDSCAPE
🕵️♀️ : how often does your muse think about death?
🧩 : what part of themselves do they not understand yet?
🫀 : what emotion scares them the most?
👣 : do they believe they deserve good things?
🧱 : what walls are they aware of building? which ones are they not aware of?
🕳️ : what do they spiral about at night?
📉 : what's their most common self-criticism?
💀 : do they trust their own memories?
🌊 : what emotion do they drown in when they're alone?
PERSONAL / DEEP / TRAUMA-ADJACENT
🩸 : what wound shaped them the most, even if they won't admit it?
🔥 : what moment do they replay when they're ashamed?
🧷 : who failed them first?
🕯️ : what do they grieve that no one else sees as a loss?
🪤 : what pattern do they keep falling back into?
🧨 : what pushes them past the point of restraint?
🧬 : what did they inherit emotionally from their caregivers?
🕶 : what lie do they tell themselves to survive?
🩹 : what actually helps them heal, even if it's unhealthy?
HABITS / VICES / COPING
🚬 : what vice do they justify the most?
🍺 : do they drink to socialize, numb, or celebrate?
💊 : what's their relationship with substances, past or present?
🏃 : do they move their body to feel alive or to punish it?
🛏️ : how do they sleep when things are bad?
🎧 : what kind of music gets them through the worst days?
🖊️ : do they write things down or let thoughts rot in their head?
☔️ : do they intellectualize pain instead of feeling it?
🕳️ : what habit would unravel them if taken away?
SEXUALITY / INTIMACY
🫠 : is it easy for them to get turned on, or do they need emotional safety first?
💞 : do they separate sex and feelings, or blur them dangerously?
🛑 : what's an immediate turn-off for them?
🔥 : do they crave intensity or stability?
🤲 : do they like being in control, or giving it up?
🪶 : are they gentle with people they desire?
🍒 : how do they feel about their own body during intimacy?
🎱 : what do they need to feel wanted?
🔒 : do they guard intimacy, or give it too freely?
💔 : have they ever used sex to avoid something?
MORALITY / CHOICES
⚖️ : what line will they never cross?
🩶 : what line have they already crossed and justified? or regret?
🧭 : do they believe they're a good person?
🔪 : what would they do if survival demanded cruelty?
🪙 : what do they value more, loyalty or truth?
🚪 : who would they abandon if forced to choose?
🕊️ : do they believe in forgiveness? for themselves? in others?
🧨 : what would make them snap permanently?
📜 : what promise do they regret making?
🪦 : what hill would they die on?
in a retconned thread celeste got so upset over someone she considered an equal dying she ate them. make that what you will
“Destruction is part o’ tha cycle, sure. Bu’ everythin’ has a beginnin’. So now I’m curious wha’ started it all?” A gentle musing, one she’s not putting too much thought into. Nicole knows it’s a question she’ll never get an answer to. But just food for thought more than anything else. “Awrigh’ then, so ya got some comfort there. Ya never gonna see tha original again, but like ya said. I’s livin’ on.”
Still, Nicole listens. She had points. But something about Celeste’s mention of it being home brings forth a small feeling of jealousy.
The idea of having a legacy, even being one. . .it made her feel lost. That feeling of knowing she doesn’t know. Celeste does, and even for being a literal being from space, knew her nursery, knew where she was from. What made her.
Nicole didn’t.
She had her dad, and she loved him. He took her in and made sure she had everything she needed. There was always a strong effort to ensure Nicole was cared for and felt welcomed. But she didn’t know where she was from. He didn’t know.
All the same, she still listens. Swallowing her jealousy to listen to something that seemed to make Celeste genuinely ‘happy’. She can hear the smile in her voice, and it brings a small one to her face as well. This was good.
The talk of how far the stars were, just how much time had passed was wild to think about. It made Nicole feel small. Wondering if she’d ever get to see what Celeste saw.
“. . .Ya ‘hope’ I’m like ya? Do ya mind elaboratin’?”
THERE IS SILENCE. utter, empty silence, the kind that brings a familiar ringing to the ears: NERVOUS SYSTEM WORKING, the body listening to itself, its functions. it's a sound that celeste knew, a sound that she got familiar with the very first times she was taken away. FIRST ON THE SHIP, THEN ON EARTH. different handlers, different studies.
but right now, with the open skies above them, she could hear it all: EACH BEAT OF THE UNIVERSE, pulsing inwards and outwards from an unknown center, 'til the edges. 'til the end of times.
❝ CLOSE YOUR EYES. ❞ it's a small gesture, but it's there. their hands becoming close enough they brush against each other, until finally, they reach. celeste holds nicole's finger between her index and her thumb, then creeps up, palms resting together. ❝ CLOSE YOUR EYES WITH ME. ❞
❝ you feel it far, YET IT IS SO VERY NEAR. where the air itself begins, so does the universe. ❞ human-made concepts of distance where just so: human-made. they meant nothing to the likes of her, and it's what they should do: MEAN NOTHING AT ALL. ❝ our homes, nicole, share the same atoms that make everything around us both. yet, THEY WILL NEVER BE HOME. ❞
but aren't the similitudes comforting ? all the same, aren't they alienating ? ❝ FEEL IT: the earth's very core beats steadily against our backs. above, the energies of far-away stars travels at immense speeds, and although dispersed, THEY STILL REACH US. home is far. all the same, home is near. wherever it is, YOUR HOME IS NEAR. ❞
even from there, she can feel it dance on the tip of her tongue, MAKES HER LONG FOR IT EVER MORE. maybe nicole felt the same. maybe she didn't. maybe this is what she had read about, PROJECTION. maybe it was part of her unknown yearning, being SO CONVINCED that for once, she wasn't the only one. like a certainty, like it was fate. like it was nothing at all. but even then as their hands touched, she felt the same sparks of energies, the same electricities she had felt, THE DAY SHE SWALLOWED A STAR WHOLE.
❝ do not fret for answers, nicole. they shall eventually come and be yours. ❞
❝ when they do is not up to us. ❞
. . ? Well that's.. an odd reaction. But much better than a scream, he supposes.
"Hm. I didn't mean to. So I'm not sure if I can.."
❝ yet 'SOMETHING' in your 'BODY', 'MEANT' to. ❞ something that transcended personal will, that transcended the mind. ❝ clearly, THE FIBERS THAT MAKE YOU wanted you to. ❞
❝ perhaps that could be a new SUBJECT TO EXPLORE, if that is something you wish to do. ❞
"A̢̨̛̛͚͖̰̻͖͈̖͎͔͇͙A̛̖̭̗͓̠̹̞̱̹͈̗̝̫̺̜͉̩͟A̛̛̳̰͈͖̜͈̩̜̠͔̟̼͓̥ͅÀ̴̷̗̯̦̮͇̙͔͔̤̟͚͕̘̺͎̺̗̻̤͜͡À̸̡̝̤̰̮̞̭̪͉̕͡A̵̛͈͉̪̝̕z͏̧͙̙̗̘̳̼̹͎͎̺̘̪̹͍̘̥ͅz̶͈͖̬̥̠͔̞̭͉͎̰̺͉͚̻̜̙͞ͅA̴̷̧̼̪̱̜̬̱̟̳͎͉̙̤̤̟̺̘͓̤͉͘͝A̵̭̬͔̯̟̩À̶̧̠̺̫̝̤̞̰͉̱̺̼̞̘͖̫̺̕ͅÀ̸̢͓͎̣̱̯͉̟͜͠A̶̵̢͕̺̮̝͇͓͇̺̜̟̞͉͈̣͍͞A̵͢͏͇͙̫͉̖͖͎̬̗͉͙̥̳̤̠A̸̶̡̮̙̖̗͉̗̲̠͇͘A̶̼͓̜͓͉̰̭͙̺̤̥͘͡ͅͅà̸̢͕̯̪͉̜͞À̸̷̵̩̘̜̱̫͙̯̱̙̖̬̘͓̘̘͓͟A̷̛҉̭̯͓̳͖A͢҉̴̨̘̲̳͕̹̗̟̻̱̮̬̘̦̝̝̕ͅ"
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"Oh. I didn't see you there."
❝ do it again. ❞
i've talked about celeste's strengths a bunch, but i don't think i made it clear how vulnerable she actually is, so here's a bunch of her weaknesses & ways to overthrow her:
because she also contains mechanical parts & was made partly from tech, celeste can technically be "hacked" or be controlled remotely via magnetism & powers such as technomagic.
if she's cut off from the sky for a long period of time, she's almost useless, since most of her abilities rely on it.
even if she were to use her abilities, celeste would tire really quickly.
she's pretty much a glass cannon: large energy output, but can't take a punch herself.
if we talk psychologically, then celeste can be very easily swayed and manipulated.
her ignorance is also a weakness in itself.
if no one got me. i know peach got me
𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘
my power’s really low, so this may be the last image i can send. don’t worry about me though: my time here has been both productive and serene. THANKS FOR STAYING WITH ME. — NASA InSight.
𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐋
indie, selective, single-muse blog for a SONIC OC. read rules & about before interacting. no password required. mutuals only.
penned by NØX. ( + 18. she // her. cinematography student. ) RULES & ABOUT.
what if i came back.
