Homestuck OC rp blog. Independent and canon divergent. By the-composite-doll
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Latest Posts by lone-moon-pierrot - Page 4
Two new Trolls
Rennoh Cadrea and Palmia Nasrin have been added.
Bios here.
“Aurora Borealis”, a chromolithograph from The Trouvelot Astronomical Drawings, 1882.⠀
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May add Rennoh Cadrea and Palmia Nasrin soon
Images made with this Picrew
Mockups of Stelle in several outfits
Evening jacket, 1937, by Elsa Schiaparelli
A fine and important Elsa Schiaparelli couture Zodiac jacket, the Astrology Collection, Winter, 1938-39, Paris. This is arguably one of the most beautiful of all Schiaparelli's creations with its glittering embroidery, shimmering star-shaped beads and rhinestones set against a midnight blue velvet background. Marlene Dietrich was photographed in her Beverly Hills residence in 1938 wearing the zodiac ensemble with matching dress. Schiap was fascinated by the night sky that she used to view as a child through her uncle's telescope - the renowned astronomer Giovanni Schiaparelli, director of the Brera Observatory in Milan. He inspired in her a lifelong fascination with the celestial realm. He commented that the moles on her cheeks reminded him of the Big Dipper which she adopted as her 'lucky star', incorporating it into printed fabrics, the fabric lining her salon, her own personal jewellery as well as on this magnificent jacket. Schiaparelli's press agent Hortense MacDonald stated that the Astrology collection was defined by Euclid's famous geometric treatise - 'Elements'.
"...What sorts of things does your Kingdom look for? I'm not sure if I can help but... I know Harmonus is always looking for new information and archival on other worlds..."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"I see..." Stelle looked around, "I take you are here a lot, considering the details I see."
Trade and foreign matters... What was more foreign than an alien? A Troll? "If I may ask? How are these relations going?"
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
Stelle went quiet. She watched the Egret a little more, before taking Edgar to where they were to go next.
She did not complain, only doing her work. Seeing how important this door looked, she took a crisp, white cloth from her pocket to open the door.
It was a grand throne room, the one Edgar would know very well.
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"...What are they worth to you? Are they worth more dead than alive?" she asked.
A shimmering tear fell upon the Egret. It seemed to bring a ghost of the bird to appear, as if wading in a nonexistent lake. Delicate as a pencil sketch, the Egret waded around its lake. Alone.
Stelle watched. The bird called out, but no others joined.
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"I am the only one of my blood type. Spectral Bloods are extinct. On Alternia, I am likely more valuable dead than alive. Like..."
She had unlocked a door, and her face fell. It was a room of rare birds, all taxidermy.
She had never seen these birds before except in books. Stelle approached a graceful egret, her fingers brushing under its chin. "You... You poor creature..."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"...It's the cultural nature of Alternia. The Higher Blood Castes subjugate and kill "mutant" or Lowbloods, for sport and to..." Stelle cringed, "Blood as paint. It's gruesome, largely illegal on Harmous. However Alternia has been sending Poachers for rare blood colors. If I appear, I'm immediately a target. It's why I was raised here."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"I... I would love to see other places, and other people. There is a way, but it can be dangerous." Pause. "Dreamers cannot hurt me here, but if I go someplace in the waking world, I could be hurt or killed."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"How tragic... The do say the roads to demise are paved with good intentions. I... I can relate." Stelle sighed, "I grew up alone in these halls of dreams. Safe, as no other dreamer could hurt me here. But I never had friends."
Turning to the Duke, "I do not know if another world could accept me, or even see me more than as a ghost in a dream.
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"Powers over ice... Interesting. Both beautiful and dangerous." She noticed the sharpness of the ice, Emotional torment made this..."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"Could you tell me more? It's all right, this is your dream after all." Stelle looked around, "It is lovely, but cold here..."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"Um, I am unsure. Does this remind you of anything?" Stelle asked.
She looked into the room, the entry of an ice palace. "Strange..."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"True, but insight is insight. Even to know just one good royal exists." Stelle listened, "Harmonus acts as not just a multiverse hub, but preserves parts of worlds long gone. To save and revive extinct blood types, morphs, and species is instrumental to learning and preventing another extinction. I am proof it is possible."
Stelle went to another room, opening the door. It was all ice. Everything was frozen. "Oh... This is different."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"I am the only one of my kind. Harmonus has been trying to keep Trolls of many worlds alive, as a safeguard from extinction in worlds that died off. There are other extinct kinds, mostly unique blood colors, and I guess I was the first to be revived. You are the first royal I have met, and yet I realize humans are far different."
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
"Because I'm alive. My blood type was revived in a lab on Harmonus. Acer and I were sent to Lone Moon to protect us. Unfortunately, Alternia has been a market for Blood Poaching, as... I find it barbaric but it's a show of power there, to be adorned in the colored blood of those you subjugated. Harmonus is vast and not all are safe. My older brother knew I wasn't safe."
Deep breath, get back on track.
"What does one do, when there are pressures from one, quite powerful empire?"
Open RP
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
A physician was quick to arrive and take Soldan to a dark room. Pain relievers were already prescribed, and then a treatment that acted similarly to medicines for allergic reactions, but for magic-related ills.
The reclined chair Soldan would be put into was part of a neutral-sensory chamber, allowing her to be properly sensory deprived.
Soldan was violently trembling on her knees, gripping her left wrist tightly. The left hand was jet black with a dark purple-blue underone and clawed on the fingers. Her shadow magic corruption never lasted this long, and not having the best time dealing with it. It happened before, but this is looking bad.
