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* ☾. — ASTORIA STARFROST 115. Princess of the Antarctic Ocean

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* ☾. Astoria Starfrost - Princess of the Antarctic Ocean

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* ☾. character basics

skeleton: Sapphire

character name: Astoria Starfrost

age: 115

birth date: January 29th

gender & pronouns: Female & She/Her

sexuality: asexual-biromantic

birthplace: Antarctic Ocean

length of time in port vale: 1 month

occupation: Florist at Star Struck Bouquets

fc: Sydney Sweeney

* ☾. headcanons & facts

Fascinated by books and all the information and little stories in them.

Developed an affinity to flowers, loves the colours and varieties.

Feels more comfortable around the beach, nearer to the water.

Sleeps little, often up with the moon.

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SYDNEY SWEENEY as CASSIE HOWARD in EUPHORIA (2019–)

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blackseariddle​:

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     “Yeah, totally! The more the merrier, right?” Ridley encouraged, sweeping her wet hair up and off of her neck and shoulders, twisting it into a messy bun atop her head. Droplets fell down into her eyelashes, which she blinked away as she set to wrapping her towel around her. She led the way to the sauna, almost hesitating before opening the door - what if she hated it? What if the new friend hated it? She glanced over her shoulder. “If it sucks, or whatever, we can bail. I’m not super attached to the idea or anything.” 

She smiled back at the other woman, relief filling her that she hadn’t totally overstepped the mark or something, pushed herself in where she wasn’t wanted. “Great! Totally.” Astoria nodded, moving to follow along with her. She chuckled. “Sounds like a plan to me.” She said, smiling back at her. She wasn’t invested so if it sucked she had no problem ditching the idea. “Oh, I’m Astoria, by the way.”

[weldxnliu]

Status: Open to all

Where: Starboard Parks and Recreation; just after sunset

Weldon didn’t know how long he had been away from Port Vale. When more mers started getting sick, he wanted to look into it. He didn’t want to put any of his brothers in danger, or any mer for that matter. As soon as he arrived, he grabbed some of his old clothes from Isidore’s place. Which didn’t go as well as he had hoped. The fact of the matter is, Weldon didn’t tell anyone he was leaving, where he was going, or why. In retrospect, not such a good idea.

Weldon figured a stroll through the park would ease his guilty conscience, though he would never openly admit to feeling guilty. He liked taking a narrow trail that winded through a wooded patch, but didn’t expect to see anyone else on the path at this time. He saw their silhouette about 4 meters in front of him, but couldn’t make out who it was. “Uhhh.. Who is that?” Weldon hollered.

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Astoria had decided to go out for a little walk that evening. Hoping that perhaps the sea air would help clear her mind. She had a lot going on up there after all, though she knew she wasn’t the only one feeling that way. Not in Portvale, anyway. She had gotten to know a fair few of those hiding in plain sight in this town.

The voice caught her off guard because she hadn’t really expected anybody to be out here at this time. She jumped just a little but recovered herself quickly. “Depends who’s asking.” Astoria said, not recognising the voice right away or anything, keeping her guard up.

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isaacarchaya​:

“Are you sure? If you want it, please take it. I can wait for more packets. I’m sure they’ll be replenish it soon enough,” said the man with a nod, already withdrawing his hand so that the packet was free for her to take. Waiting a minute or two for some sweetener wasn’t a big deal, if anything Isaac was already contemplating taking a table and work. Worse comes to worse, leaving home and taking the drink was an option too.

“Oh, no, really.” Astoria shrugged. “I don’t mind. It’s fine. Go ahead.” She really wasn’t bothered in the slightest. “Probably doing me a favour, I use too much of the stuff as it is.” She joked.

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karina-hutchensen​:

While Karina couldn’t really enjoy the overcast view, she did appreciate the atmosphere it brought with it. The air of something mysterious or even haunting hanging around the lighthouse. Did Karina really believe in those sort of things? No, not at all. But she could certainly incorporate it into her writing. 

“I was hoping to see a sunny view, but I suppose Port Vale had other ideas.” She mused, the smile tugging at her lips. “You say you don’t mind the overcast. You came out for the view?” Was she prying? Hopefully not, she just couldn’t help being curious. After all, her goal was to draw more people out to see the lighthouse, preserve it. Knowing the reasons people enjoyed it out here would definitely be useful. 

Astoria smiled slightly. She had heard that a lot since coming to land. A lot of the people she encountered seemed to prefer the sunshine and warmth to clouds and chill. “Maybe you’ll get luckier tomorrow.”

She turned back to the woman and gave a little nod. “Oh. Yeah. It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Astoria gestured over the sea in front of them. “You get such a better view from here.”

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gemmawalker​:

Gemma nodded - with everything there was to learn about life on land, there really wasn’t anything one could do but take it as it came. Or, well. There were preparations that could be taken in advance of one’s arrival in Port Vale specifically, but she figured it would not gain her any diplomatic advantages to quiz Astoria about just how much research she had decided to engage in before setting foot in town. “Star Struck Bouquets, right?” That was the only flower shop in town as far as she was aware, so she imagined that must be the place. “Good choice.” There weren’t any human sleuths working to uncover Assyria’s secrets working at that particular store, as far as she was aware. “I have been working at the mermaid museum - and the Starbeach cafe as well, most recently.”

Astoria nodded, still looking back rather guarded towards Gemma. “Yeah, that’s right.” She quite liked the flower store, she’d been learning a lot about different plants and flowers, all these variations that she found so fascinating and pretty... though she knew she wasn’t here for that. “The mermaid museum.” She couldn’t hide the face she made, shaking her head. “That place seems really popular.”

[luciennelively-deactivated20220]

Status: Open Location: The Mermaid Inn

She had found herself meandering towards the Inn again, stack of flyers in one hand and iced coffee in the other. The bulletin board outside advertised all sorts of town attractions. The last flyer she had put up there had all the little phone number tabs torn off, it was time to replace it. Lucienne had already stopped at a few other town establishments to hang up flyers, but the Inn was guarenteed to have good tourist foot traffic. It was the only place in town outsiders could stay when they visited, which meant it was an excellent breeding ground for drumming up business for her tours. 

As she walked she looked fondly down at the flyers in her hand. They were a new design, Isaiah had helped her pick out the new colors. Lucienne grinned as she thought back to the other evening that they had spent together, giggling over how absurd they could make their advertisements look. They had probably wasted a good amount of time making designs that she would never use, but Lucienne always valued the moments in which she could make her son laugh. 

She was too wrapped up in her memory to notice the person walking towards her, setting herself on a collision course with them. Lucienne only looked up in time to widen her eyes in alarm as she walked straight into the other person, her coffee bursting open and spilling over both of them. She tripped, dropping her flyers and skinning her palms on the pavement. Hissing, she turned to look back at the other person, ready to chew them out. At least until she saw them covered in coffee with a flyer stuck to the front of their shirt. There was a pause, and then Lucienne burst out laughing. 

“Oh God…” She trailed off, giggles overtaking her. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t be laughing.”  Grinning, she stood up and made a move to peel the flyer off their shirt. 

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Astoria was walking off her nervous energy. She was beginning to get frustrated and she wanted to go home. She hadn’t gone into the water in a long time, not wanting to get sick or something, but it was becoming difficult to keep up and hold onto her hope. She was homesick and land wasn’t cutting it.

Still, she knew this was what she had to do and Astoria would bear whatever she had to bear, really.

She was lost in her thoughts, barely even registering somebody was in front of her, let alone that she was most likely on course to smack right into them. She was utterly taken by surprise as she jumped back, feeling the coffee soaking into her shirt. Astoria sort of froze in shock for a few long moments as she let her brain catch up with what had just happened. Lifting her gaze to the woman in front of her who was now laughing, Astoria made a face, looking down as she allowed her to take away whatever had gotten stuck to her shirt.

“Goddess, help me.” She murmured to herself, shaking off her surprise enough to finally look back and address the woman. “It’s alright. It’s really...” Astoria made a face as she looked down at her ruined shirt, feeling uncomfortable. “It’s really fine.” She supposed there were worse things. She moved to peel the shirt off, thankful for the tank top underneath. It wasn’t warm out but Astoria was used to the cold.

“See? All good.” She couldn’t help but chuckle just a little bit too, the other woman’s laughter becoming quite infectious.

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islamarin​:

“Oh wow cold,” Isla said needlessly. It wasn’t too far from her, but it was still very different from the areas surrounding the South Atlantic Ocean. She couldn’t say for certain if Astoria was the princess of the Antarctic, but she had heard a few things about the mermaid before from her advisors. “Only a few days ago,” she said. “My kingdom has mostly fled, so I decided I might as well follow them to land. What about you?”

Astoria smiled a little, nodding. “Cold.” She echoed. “I’ve gathered not many up here like the cold, they find it odd that I sit out here without a jacket but honestly, it’s warmer than I’m used to.” Their oceans weren’t that far from each other but Astoria hadn’t often had the need to leave. “A month or so.” She said, glancing out over the water before turning back to Isla. “It wasn’t safe to stay much longer, I’m hoping it’ll be safe to go back sooner rather than later...”

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lenaderyaa​:

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“It’s alright. It only took me all morning.” Lena said dryly. Normally, she’d be friendlier to a stranger who was concerned as the woman next to her. But her whole mood had completely shifted; she been feeling peace from the process of painting to now feeling frustrated that she’d wasted all morning for nothing. “I think the wind must hate me.” A defeated look graced her face. There wasn’t much she could do about the matter, so she forced herself to quickly get over it and move on. It was no use dwelling on ‘spilled milk’ or however the human phrase went. “But thank you, I appreciate your concern. I’ll just avoid painting here from now on to safe myself the trouble.” Lena moved to finish packing her art supplies away and thought for a moment. She’d recognized the girl from somewhere but couldn’t remember where …  ”I think I’ve seen you before. Do you work somewhere in town?”

Astoria winced, feeling bad because there was nothing she could really do to help here and it was clear it had taken the woman some time and she could understand her disappointment and frustration. She clasped her hands together, face sympathetic. Astoria nodded. “Maybe for the best.” She shrugged. “Shame to miss out on the view though.” Astoria turned back to the woma nadn nodded. “Oh, yeah. Yeah, uh, at Starstruck Bouquets?” She offered, figuring it was from there. “I’m Astoria.”

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ronandelgado​:

Ronan let a delighted laugh escape when the woman took on his challenge. He did enjoy when people took on his challenges, that always made things more fun. “Great! Everybody enjoys a good show!” he said, as she approached and got ready. “Are you taking me as an opponent or do you prefer to start with someone else?” He would be the fairest option, but she probably didn’t know that yet. He figured it was best to let her know before making her decision. “I must tell you before, I’m not from around these parts. But the same can be said about a lot of folk in town recently, and I’m guessing that includes you.”

Astoria chuckled softly. “Let’s dive right in the deep end, huh? You’ll do just fine.” She said. He wasn’t from around these parts he said, and Astoria tilted her head curiously when he said that included her. “Oh, yeah? What makes you say that?” Astoria wondered what it was that gave her away, her voice lowered a little. “Where exactly do you hail from then?”

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theluminousnorth​:

lumi was trying her best to be open to new acquaintances, but she was particularly moody today after reading about global warming. once more, she was astounded that the blonde woman had not given up and walked away. “oh? and why is that?” she asked impatiently. “i know some people think they can save the planet, but this is so far beyond any of us.” lumi wondered what would happen if she walked up to each leader of the countries and demanded they do something. how would the ceos react if they had a spear at their throats? there was a part of her, a dark part, that wanted to find out. 

Astoria blinked back at the other for a few quiet moments, something sparking in the back of her mind but she wasn’t really sure what it was. “Why wouldn’t I?” She shrugged, not sure she should give too much away - she didn’t know who this was. Astoria shook her head, frowning. “I believe there’s always hope.” Even if it was just a glimmer.

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islamarin​:

Isla breathed a laugh when Astoria cut right to the chase, happy that they didn’t have to keep up with pretenses anymore. It seemed like a waste of time to beat around the bush when they could tell they were both mermaids. “We do,” she confirmed as she held up her gemstone to reaffirm it. “Which ocean are you from?” She asked, lowering her voice in case anyone was nearby. “I’m from the South Atlantic.” 

Astoria reached up to touch her own gemstone, bringing it out from hiding under the fabric of her shirt as she looked back at Isla. “The Antarctic.” She said, glancing up but she couldn’t see anybody close enough to be listening in on them - hopefully. “How long ago exactly did you get here?”

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gemmawalker​:

Gemma raised an eyebrow, assessing Astoria’s assertion and how much faith was prudent to put into it. On the face, it seemed that perhaps the mermaid was in agreement that what they were facing now was something different entirely - or she could simply be saying that because she did not want to accuse Gemma or the sirens to her face. These were not questions to ponder aloud though, so she answered Astoria’s instead. “A few months now.” She moved to sit down beside Astoria, keeping a reasonable distance. More than anything else this was to signify that she wasn’t about to attack, but to a passing human she also figured two people sitting and talking would look less unusual than one person sitting while another talked down to them. “I do believe I’ve gotten the lay of the land, so to speak - if you have any questions about Port Vale or land in general, I’m happy to share what I know.” She wasn’t sure exactly how long Astoria had been here herself, but figured it couldn’t be too long - surely they would have come across each other by now if the mermaid had been in town as long as she had.

Astoria nodded, regarding Gemma carefully. She was probably guilty of holding on to some old animosities and wariness but right now she didn’t hold that against herself. “Well, I mean... I’ve just been taking it as it comes.” She said, glancing around and then back towards the other. “I just got myself one of those... jobs. At the flower shop. Blending in and all that.”

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renzieanand​:

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“I’d think flowers were popular everywhere…”  On land, Renzie added in his mind; and he wondered if perhaps this Astoria thought the same thing too.  Only, from a different perspective.  An ‘under the sea’ perspective, maybe.  There was nothing evident about sea people hiding on land; this Renzie knew because Isidore Delgado was a hippo…campo…whatever - and he’d managed to blend in for fifteen years with humans.  

Who else in Port Vale might be a sea person?  Never mind all these new comers like Astoria, washing up onto the shore like lost floppy fishes; the sort you wanted to carefully pick up and throw back into the ocean.

“Something in the air, or something in the water…something like that yeah,”  Renzie murmured, almost to himself (but loud enough for Astoria to overhear him).  Renzie brightened and bright continued talking. as he stabbed at a crumpled beer can to slip into the trashbag.  “I like the flowers that look like um, like sea anemones? What’re they called again?  Oh!  And the ones that look like coral, all branchy and loopy.  You know the ones?”

Her head tilted slightly as she regarded him when she heard him add on something in the water. Sort of like what she’d just thought in passing and she couldn’t help but wonder. Or maybe that was a common thing. Maybe it was because he lived right near the water.

“King Protea?” She queried, tilting her head. Astoria was doing her best to learn about so many different types of flowers and plant life as she could while she was here and it was amazing how there were some similarities that she couldn’t deny. So many colours and different species, it was fascinating to her. She’d always loved the beauty of the water and it seemed the land could be just the same.

“Do you mean Cockscolms?” Astoria asked brightly, smiling. “Celosias? They’re beautiful. Do you like coral? The reefs are known as the rainforests of the sea. It’s beautiful.” She gushed without really meaning to. “Sorry, this probably sounds really boring.”