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the act of being wished for, but never reached

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» 𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎

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» 𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝

an independent, selective, iconless, low activity roleplay blog for solanaceae of the game i was a teenage exocolonist. written by kc. 21+ only.

[letmemusings]

If I’m the one who can make a difference, I’ll do it.

[sunomaly]

sol curls up on the couch in the living quarters, exhausted. they swear, their parents are the busiest adults in the colony.. they hardly ever saw them unless they went to geoponics. part of sol had hoped that their parents might have taken the day off as well, seeing how hot it gets during dust. cal was laughing with his mom or one of her partners, marz is showing off for her two dads, tammy was cuddled up with her dad watching a holovid..

a creeping loneliness clutched at the 12 year old's heart as they watched their friends with their parents. everyone else looked so happy, so close.. solanaceae couldn't help but feel a little jealous of all of them. how come their parents spent time with them? why couldn't they have that with their mom and dad?

they flick off their holopalm, grabbing their photophonor to head back to their own living space. even if it was empty, they'd rather be there than seeing everyone else happy with their parents. they don't want to admit it, but they were lonely, and jealous. cal had like- four parents now that his mom had started dating pep alongside two others. tammy only had her dad, but uncle tonin was so nice, and he was always willing to hang out with her. marz had two dads who loved her and gave her basically everything she wanted, and they were proud of her. anemone had her mom auntie seedent, and she had her brother kom too! it wasn't fair.

they crawl into bed, tugging the curtain angrily to shut out the rest of the world. screw them.. screw everyone.. they didn't need anybody. but even those thoughts carried pain as they hugged the doll that auntie seedent had given them when they were tiny. it isn't fair. it isn't fair. they don't want to be alone, they want their mom, they want their dad. but they're always so busy, they can't leave geoponics. but it doesn't stop sol from missing them all the same.

sometimes they wish that the stratospheric hadn't ever landed.. they miss how close they were to everyone in space. how they would be able to see their parents more often, how they got to play with all their friends in the crèche all at the same time. now everyone felt further away, and they hated it. they love vertumna, they love exploring the outside even though they're not supposed to.. at least out there they got to choose that they were alone. within the walls it felt like it was out of their hands.

they curl tighter around the doll, a tear running down their cheek as they shut their eyes tight, turning out the light. maybe sleep will bring better dreams.. a dream where they're not so alone. one where they can play with their dad while their mom stood laughing. no farming, no struggling, no fear, no fighting. just family.. everyone happy again..

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"you trust me, right?" solanaceae asked, holding out their hand to kenny. every time the two got together it became an adventure, an escape into a world that was just the two of them. no eric, no vace, no bullies, no elders telling them what they can and cannot do. just sol, and kenny.. it was always the two of them against the world. after all, they shared a secret. both undying, just in different ways. sol trapped in a never ending cycle of the same life lived over and over, and kenny, forced to pick up where he left off over and over. but each one knew the other's tragedy, and they supported each other all the same. memories of past lives had always propelled sol to the same path. their hand in his. if they couldn't save everyone- dammit, they'd save him as much as they could. whether it be from a manticore, or one of eric's dumb pranks gone wrong, sol would be there. they'd remember, even if no one else would.

"i won't let anything hurt you, i promise." their voice is soft, their smile the same as brown eyes scan over his face, drinking in every detail. "you know i've got you, no matter what."

» @griefcharted gets a starter! (vertumna verse)

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like for a starter with sol~ i'll possibly come to you on discord to plot out specifics (i.e. verse and all that jazz). i'm playing the fractured but whole rn and it does make me want to create a south park verse for them-

[kamibakura]

so happy to see the exoweek back for the solstice ! I tried the "Old Sol" prompt

[spilledquills]

Transcendence and Metamorphosis

Somewhat spoilers: It's been a while since I played but I loved how Sol and Dys both have the potential to become something "beyond" in their own way depending on the route.

Sol, in particular, I based off the Transcended Time ending art, and Dys with the Gardeners he reveres of course.

[sunomaly]

i wanna write about sol and how as time goes on and they live more lives, they become more and more hopeless and more desperate. like imagine living dozens and dozens of times, always the same life, the same dangers. you can save people, but you can never save everyone. you can stop a famine, but your mother still dies. you can cure a disease, but it won't matter. every time you live you are alone. not because there's no one with you. you still have friends and family. but because you are the only one aware that all of this has happened before. you fall in love over and over again, and then it's like it never happened. you look at your lover from a past life, and you might see hatred, or indifference. you save someone that in a past life you watched die in front of you. you watch the one you have loved over and over again fall for someone else. your memories blur to the point where you can't distinguish what's happening vs what has already happened. you yearn for someone, anyone to believe you, but that moment never comes. and if it does, you know that in a few years it won't matter. you watch your best friend die in one life, watch another get pregnant, watch another suffer. you watch your lover run away, you feel the planet quake as a bomb goes off. you suffer the same pains over and over. witness the same tragedies. but no one believes you. there's nothing you can do. they call you crazy if you try to tell them. they call you delusional, insane, a liar, a storyteller. you have no one. and yet you still try. because part of you hopes that maybe this time will be different. maybe something, some little thing will change. but it never does.

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boop boop bedoop ✨ sol's back baby

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