๐”พ๐•’๐•๐•’๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐•” โ„•๐•–๐•จ๐•ค: ๐’ž๐‘œ๐“‚๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ป๐“‡๐‘œ๐“‚ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’น๐‘’๐’ธ๐“€ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐”ผ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฉ


  • credit to the creative goddess, Raegen, for her blog layouts and all around brilliance.

    ๐“ฃ๐“ธ ๐“•๐“ต๐”‚ ๐“๐“ถ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ผ๐“ฝ ๐“ข๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ผ

    ๐“๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ญ๐“ช ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“‘๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ช๐“ญ๐“ฌ๐“ช๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ป

    โThis is Andie, signing off from ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐”ผ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฉ. And remember: nebulas are just babies too.โž

    โ‹† โœฏ โ‹†

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    โ‹† โœฏ โ‹†

    ๐…๐”๐‹๐‹ ๐๐€๐Œ๐„ โœถ Andromeda Elara Kepler
    ๐๐ˆ๐‚๐Š๐๐€๐Œ๐„(๐’) โœถ Andie, Keps

    ๐€๐†๐„ โœถ 663 Ntug years, 20 Earth years
    ๐’๐๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐„๐’ โœถ Ntugian: a humanoid species from the planet Ntug, named Proxima Centauri b by Earthlings. Intrinsically connected to the universe, Ntugians can feel it all. Dependent on the heavenly body they are most connected with, their personality will reflect the body's properties. Also hella tall. 6'5 is a legal small person.
    ๐๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐‡๐ƒ๐€๐˜ โœถ Day 11
    ๐™๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€๐‚ โœถ N/A

    ๐๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐‡๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐„ โœถ Kaj, Ntug
    ๐๐‘๐„๐•๐ˆ๐Ž๐”๐’ ๐‘๐„๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐๐‚๐„๐’ โœถ Ntug - a rocky planet orbiting the closest star to the Solar System. Ntug is known as Proxima Centauri b by Earthlings.

    ๐‘๐Ž๐‹๐„(๐’) โœถ ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐”ผ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฉ Broadcaster, host of "On the Horizon" on board.
    ๐’๐๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹๐“๐ˆ๐„๐’ โœถ Ends each show with โThis is Andie, signing off from ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐”ผ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฉ. And remember: (some ridiculous space fact or pun)โž, your go-to for all breaking news, discoveries, and announcements aboard ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐”ผ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฉ. Incredibly knowledgable about space. Can literally sense stars. A people person to a T.

    ๐’๐Š๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐’ โœถ Outgoingness, researching, reporting, professionalism, genuinely being interested in others, digging up the dirt, learning languages, helping others, meteorology, meditating, explaining science to others, being a fun fact machine.
    ๐–๐„๐€๐Š๐๐„๐’๐’๐„๐’ โœถ Dealing with her own emotions, accidentally steps on people a lot or just straight up runs them over, incredibly clumsy because she still struggles with her long limbs, thinks she can solve everything with science, can't always tell if her 'always on' personality is genuine or not, if someone really bugs her she will trash talk them to no end, has a hard time seeing others' side of the story.

    ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐€๐‹ ๐‡๐„๐€๐‹๐“๐‡ โœถ Complicated. She's never openly had someone talk to her about anxiety so she'd never identified with the symptoms until she got ahold of some Earth records on the Equinox...
    ๐๐‡๐˜๐’๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐‹ ๐‡๐„๐€๐‹๐“๐‡ โœถ Tip-top shape. Her clumsiness is the only thing she'd categorize as a part of her physical being.

    ๐†๐Ž๐€๐‹๐’ / ๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐€๐Œ๐’ โœถ Keep her precious solar system safe from all harm, hosting her own galactic news show one day.
    ๐๐”๐ˆ๐‘๐Š๐’ / ๐‡๐€๐๐ˆ๐“๐’ โœถ Biting her lip whenever she's deep in thought, a beautiful smile when she doesn't know what else to say, pretty touchy with her friends, will always give a hug to someone when she sees them.
    ๐…๐ˆ๐‘๐’๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ๐๐‘๐„๐’๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐ โœถ A ray of literal light.
    ๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐„ ๐๐‡๐ˆ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐Ž๐๐‡๐˜ โœถ Learn as much as you can for as long as you can, live freely, be kind to all, value all of space, spread yourself out to as much of the solar system as you can.

    ๐‡๐„๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ โœถ 6'10
    ๐„๐˜๐„๐’ โœถ Shining, bright, a clear brown.
    ๐‡๐€๐ˆ๐‘ โœถ A short, ever-color changing head of tight curls.
    ๐‚๐Ž๐Œ๐๐‹๐„๐—๐ˆ๐Ž๐ โœถ Incredibly clear. She never had that awkward phase with cheeks filled with acne spots.
    ๐๐”๐ˆ๐‹๐ƒ โœถ Lanky, languid, athletic. A tall gal who can't help her long limbs getting in her way.
    ๐ƒ๐„๐…๐ˆ๐๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐€๐‘๐Š๐’ โœถ A birthmark above her lip, a la Marilyn Monroe style. Killer eyebrows.
    ๐’๐“๐˜๐‹๐„ โœถ Outrageously pink and spacey. Her goal is to always shine, literally. A statement maker on board.
    ๐๐‘๐ˆ๐™๐„๐ƒ ๐๐Ž๐’๐’๐„๐’๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐ โœถ A picture of her family. Her precious planet.

    ๐Œ๐€๐๐๐„๐‘ ๐Ž๐… ๐’๐๐„๐„๐‚๐‡ โœถ LOUD, languid, professional, genuinely excited at almost all times, caring.
    ๐Œ๐€๐๐๐„๐‘ ๐Ž๐… ๐Œ๐Ž๐•๐„๐Œ๐„๐๐“ โœถ Tall, picture perfect posture-wise, professional... all until she trips over her own foot.

    ๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜ โœถ Reflective of her intrinsic connection to stars, bright as can be, nubbly, fiery, always on, caring, judgemental, ingenuine in her reactions often, exhausted at the end of a long day but will never show it, has serious concerns for outer space but generally thinks people do more harm than good, increidbly paranoid, a big fan of partying, constantly needs social interaction, likes to be the center of attention.

    ๐๐ˆ๐Ž๐†๐‘๐€๐๐‡๐˜ โœถ

    The first time Andie Kepler opened her clear eyes to the galaxy, she was hooked.

    She could feel the core of her chest pulsing like the small star she looked to in the center of her solar system, the one she could thank for warming her smooth skin and bringing that pearly smile to her face. Each night she could, little Andie Kepler, would look out to the orbs shining down at her, begging her to explore them . When school came around, there was no question of what she would look at. She studied everything the heavens would let her. From the ongoings of space, far past her galaxy, to the little storms brewing on her planet, Andie found herself staying up late at night to make sure there wasn't a body hurdling at her planet from the outer solar system. She sat still on her windowsill, peering out of the frosted panes, taking notes on what she could see, anything and everything.

    And it lasted forever. Her concerns only grew with her the quick orbit of Ntug. She was convinced something was coming, she could feel it.

    "There's something coming for us! It's heading straight for Ntug!" Little 155 year old Andie yelled to the serviceman on the phone as they rung up her mother once again, "Marla, you're daughter's here going on about something again."

    It didn't take long for the massive comets to come rocketing towards her precious planet, her concerns overlooked. Andie Kepler was devastated, most of all she was confused. She could feel something she shouldn't have been able to. There was no light emitting from the mass that hit the surface.

    Years went on where that had been the exception, but Andie took no chances. She began her own, local news network to her small region on Ntug. If the national security wouldn't listen to her, maybe someone else would. Quickly, her show became a hit as the topics expanded from just spacial interactions to up and coming events, contact with new planets, and some impromptu comedy sketches.

    It quickly became apparent that the empty updates of no concerns in the atmosphere were the least of the concerns of her viewers, the lowest watched part of the show. As the cast grew and the popularity of the show shot up, the atmospheric concerns and astronomy of the galaxy segments dropped, posting Andie as the frontwoman of the show.

    And then The Equinox came knocking. A galactic spaceship taking off and wanting the charismatic Andie Kepler to anchor the news and host their events aboard the cruise.
    A year in, Andie's happy as can be. All's gone well. She's having the time of her life... but then there's that feeling in her stomach again.

    ๐Œ๐Ž๐ƒ๐„๐‹ โœถ Iesha Hodges
    ๐“๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐€๐‚๐“๐„๐‘๐’ โœถ (Open) The Artist, The Waitress, The Stowaway
    ๐“๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐Œ๐Ž๐ƒ๐„๐‹๐’ โœถ (Iesha Hodges) Duckie Thot, Yada Villaret, Kat Wu

    ๐๐Ž๐-๐‘๐„๐๐”๐ˆ๐‘๐„๐ƒ ๐„๐—๐“๐‘๐€๐’ โœถ likes, dislikes, storyboard, moodboard, planet or species lore if they're not a human from earth, social medias (I guess we will pretend those are eternal lol), writing a story, playlist, closet, pinterest, headcanons, important people (but please try to remember to save the most important plots for other playables!), etc.

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