Grape Flavored

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[yellatthestars]

"If she shows up, tell her I'm masturbating"

- Topaz

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...well

[felderwin]

gays be like *strawberry blonde by mitski*

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Wow ok I was literally just listening to this

[moss-beast]

Blackberry

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[honorable-spacebabies]

Panels 1-11

Prologue

Space Babies

It's starting, baby

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OH HELL YEAHHHH

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Dear Diary,

Nothing. No books, no pamphlets, not even a single paper.

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Dear Diary,

Marlowe is sick. I'm pretty sure she has an infection. She's got a fever with chills, and pain in her back, where her kidneys are. No one here knows anything about medicine. I know how to use herbs medicinally, but that will only go so far. Maybe the founders left some books on medicine around here. I hope they did.

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Dear Diary,

I was sitting under the garden tree today when Hale came to talk to me. We chatted about supplies, he made some jokes about all of us having to ration a single water bottle. I could tell there was something else he wanted to say, but instead we ended up sitting under the tree in silence. I don't like to pry. Hale is my best friend. It's funny, because I didn't like him at first. He's only five months older than I am, but he came to the orphanage later than I did. He says he can't remember his family but sometimes I wonder if that's true. When we were younger, he liked to tease some other kids. He wasn't very chatty and I avoided him. I remember him trying to protect me when the founders hurt me. I remember telling him not to. I remember secretly wishing he would keep doing it, and I remember feeling guilty for that. We started talking after that, and we've been friends ever since. We're very different people but we have a lot more in common than I'd originally thought. He was softer and more anxious than I'd expected, and I quickly grew comfortable around him.

Hale and I ended up falling asleep under the tree together. Sandra made dinner for the other kids. I was so greatful, but I told her to wake me up next time. I don't want to fail in providing for them.

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Dear Diary,

What did the founders expect, taking all the travel pods and abandoning us? That we'd build a civilization, reproduce, and terraform Icarus into a lush garden paradise? Or did they really just leave us to die out? I don't like to think about it but I find it keeps me up at night.

Oh well, nothing is going to happen to these kids on my watch. I'll care for them, and as for the founders... I'm sure those chucklefucks will get what's coming to them!

[taylsthetrap]

I am Arran, god of the most important thing

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I am Topaz, God of heart

I meannn

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Dear Diary,

I found all of the stuff from my altar today! The founders hid it in a supply closet. Everything feels right now that I have it back. Also, I have purple hair now and I absolutely love it!

I was doing some tarot readings earlier and apparently, something is about to happen. Something big. I wonder what it could be?

After doing a quick inventory, we have enough non-perishables to last us almost three more months, plus the garden. Even so, we've been looking desperately for a radio, for any way to get ourselves out of here. We need someone to get us off this moon. Icarus can't sustain us forever.

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Dear Diary,

Jan and Marlowe dyed their hair blue. Eta bleached hers. Salome chose pink. Leah went a little bolder and chose green. Logan went for a natural auburn. Avian is pretty much a walking rainbow now. Rosalie tried to mix some colors but ended up with a sort of grey. There's two boxes of hair dye left; purple. If nobody wants them...

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Dear Diary,

Hale looks great with red hair!

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Dear Diary,

I was cleaning today when Hale pulled me aside, lifted a floorboard, and pulled out a bunch of hair dye products. He excitedly told me that he'd smuggled them off of the last supply ship. I think it's time to have a little fun.

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Dear Diary,

I was so worried that I was doing a bad job caring for everyone. But, after dinner today, Leah was helping me wash the dishes and told me that the orphanage had a happier atmosphere now; that there was more time to just have fun, enjoy life, and not worry about nasty consequences. She told me that the food is better now, too. I can't stop smiling.

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Dear Diary,

It's been sixteen days since the founders left, taking every last travel pod with them. I want to be surprised, even angry, but really I'm just sort of numb. I don't have time to be upset though. I've got kids to take care of. I've been cooking since I was seven and gardening since I was five. I know I can do this but I'm nervous. There's thirty of us in all, the youngest being two and the oldest having just turned eighteen. How long can we realistically expect to last like this?

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Dear Diary,

The founders are gone.