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βYouβre going to get me there, and Iβm going to kill it.β
βIβm a soldier, I volunteered, Iβm not walking away.β
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Up until recently, Betzi was a simple waitress at the Astroburger down the block from her parentsβ unremarkable apartment home in the seventh district. (she wants to bring the stupid alien-burger cartoon shirt she had to wear with her to the academy. You know, to stay grounded- ha.) then the news came down that her older cousin and close friend- a mecha-knight of three years and specializing in infiltration- was killed. Mourning and vengeance lived in her all day, every single waking and sleeping moment after. But it was the nightmares of grotesque Darkore features and slithering black appendages that ultimately made up her mind- something had to be done and maybe Betzi had to be the one to do it. She quit her waitressing job and enlisted all in the same day. For her cousin, Betzi will see the last days of the Darkore or die trying.
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π π π π π€ . gazing at the city lights from a rooftop, pink and gold, focusing on goals and reaching them (a new experience for betzi, who has felt pretty aimless until the Thing happened), shoni (her little comms-mecha), sturdy boots, dj nebula noizz, her family, a sensible ponytail, framboozle shakes, punching things, a solid weapon in her hand, dance nights with friends, pushing herself (also new), watching the harbour at night, comfy cargos.
π π π€ π π π π π€ . small apartments, burger smell in her clothes, feeling suddenly sad, nightmares, cowards, not having time for herself, melodrama, anything with tentacles, missing jynx (which is all the time), that numb joyless feeling in her stomach, braggarts, the coffee at cafΓ© flare (worse than at astro burger!), how crazy good mellifex is at her job.
π π π π {π€} . to eliminate the darkore or die trying.
π π π π£ {π€} . tentacles. and maybe este lonorrok.
π£ π¦ π π π¦ π£ {π€} . that her cousin jynx vega has been secretly taking betzi out to nightclubs with his hot shot pilot friends since she was 16 (which is true), that she totally knows everything about his super secret infiltration missions (which is not true, unfortunately), that sheβs a buzzkill (debatable), that she trains overnight in the gym (no comment), that she knows the secret ingredient that goes into astro burgers (really?).
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π€ π₯ πͺ π π . simple, practical, and colourful; mostly tank tops, shirts, and boldly coloured jackets with cargo pants and sturdy boots. wears her hair in a practical ponytail.
π‘ π π π π π€ . π π π€ π₯ . π π π π π πͺ . π₯ π . π π . π π π¦ π π . training overtime in the gym, seeking some peace and quiet in a library (often browsing books about other planets, or lately, the enemy), hanging in her space with her headphones (dj nebula noizz!!!), with friends in the commons or the cafΓ©.
π‘ π π π‘ π π . π π π€ π₯ . π π π π π πͺ . π₯ π . π π . π¨ π π₯ π . fellow waster pilots, people equally impatient to beat some darkore ass, or sometimes just her headphones.
π€ π₯ π£ π π π π π€ π₯ . π π π π£ π π π₯ π π£ . π₯ π£ π π π₯ . determination. betzi is no-nonsense, casual, focused, and ambitious - read: she has absolutely no chill. she used to be more of a dreamer but whatever future she imagined has been swallowed up by her desire for vengeance. she likes to blow off steam now and then with friends or through music, but recently sheβll often disappear for some alone time.
π π π π π π£ π π€ π π€ . tends to cross her arms a lot, will look at people with a deadpan expression until they realise what they did wrong, has lately started to flex her fist or bite her lips when agitated, might disappear from a room suddenly and quietly.
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π π π π π . π€ π¦ π π₯ . ref: Gipsy Avenger by Andrew Domachowski for Pacific Rim: Uprising - just not as gigantic. the more anime-esque version is Jehuty
π π π π π π₯ π π π . a little battered, βnemesisβ has seen better days. Itβs about two XR models old and not as agile as it could be, but it throws a good punch. With a dedicated pilot, this sturdy fighter can go to great lengths and is nearly indestructible.
π€ π‘ π π π π π . π π π π π π₯ π π π€ . β45kt gyro-stabiliser, two mark-83 plasma-guns, sylesium-carbite coating
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π‘ π π πͺ π π π€ π₯ . spotify . Blake Perlman & RZA - Drift / / MISSIO - Sing to Me (Death Stranding: Timefall) / / IAMX - Volatile Times / / Linkin Park - One Step Closer / / PVRIS - Old Wounds / / Des Rocs - Used to the Darkness / / Bishop Briggs - CHAMPION / / SAINT PHNX - Follow / / Meg Myers - Running Up That Hill / / PVRIS - Dead Weight / / Within Temptation & Xibit - And We Run / / Metric - Risk / / CHVRCHES - Death Stranding (DS: Timefall)
π π π€ π₯ π π π₯ π π . pinterest .
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π€ π π π π / / π€ π¨ π π π£ . π¨ π π£ π π€ . barnacles! (a halian swear word) / / slinger (a difficult mecha suit or training sequence, βthat oneβs a slinger!β) / / supernova (term for death in combat, βto supernovaβ is to die in space) / / skidding (pilot lingo for being drunk) / / solar wind (hot air, i.e. bullsh*t)
π€ π π π π . π π π π / / π π π π π π π π π . π π π§ π π£ π π π {π€} . framboozle berry shakes (like strawberry/raspberry milkshakes) / / cuvo beer (like ginger beer?) / / luna puffs (a sort of salty marshmallow candy from selenos) / / snipsnaps (fried crisps, made from giyoca potatoes) / / shinies (sugary candy in lysys-inspired colours) / / slingshot (a cocktail made from fire kiwi, cuvo, and an equivalent of vodka)
π π π π - π π¦ π₯ . π€ π‘ π π₯ . π π . π€ π π π‘ π₯ π π£ / / π π . π€ π₯ π π₯ π π π . reference . the temple - a hip nightclub in district 8 on scepter. awash with neon lights, the temple regularly hosts secret gigs by a very special radio space-pirate. if you can get in, a lush interior inspired by exotic terrestrial jungles awaits you, including some grotesque ruins, live plants that pulse under black light, and an infamous cocktail bar. (if cadets say theyβre βgoing to the templeββ¦ theyβre thinking of a slightly different kind of worship!)
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