⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆. ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛs ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ↳ ༊*·˚ ❝ [ ɪɴғᴏ ] ¡! ❞ ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡⍣ ೋ : ̗̀➛ ┊ .bio : ̗̀➛ ┊ .hehehe backstory : ̗̀➛ ┊ .notes ------------------------------------------------------------------------- ↳˳;; ❝ ʙɪᴏ ᵕ̈೫˚∗ №.ⅰ | « basics » ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ name - Saturn ... formerly Saru .ೃ࿐ ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ gender - female ... she/her .ೃ࿐ ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ age - 4.5 billion ... immortal .ೃ࿐ ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ sexuality - asexual ... aromatic .ೃ࿐ №.ⅰⅰ | « personality » ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ current . simplified - [ + ] elegant, disciplined, ambitious, strategic [ = ] mysterious, persistent, perfectionist, traditional [ - ] controlling, manipulative, arrogant, vengeful .ೃ࿐ - ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ past . simplified - [ + ] handworker, curious, humble, calm [ = ] hesitant, reserved, perfectionist, traditional [ - ] submissive, insecure, insecure, overly-cautious .ೃ࿐ ------------------------------------------------------------------------- ↳˳;; ❝ ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ ᵕ̈೫˚∗ №.ⅰ | « still mortal » ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ Saturn, previously known as Saru, always reached for the stars. She wanted to be known and important, and has always worked hard to reach that goal. Saru, being the perfectionist she is, never found her work to be any good. Voices in her head that sounded like her coworkers, relatives, and friends whispered to her, constantly crushing her self-worth. No matter how many discoveries she made as an astrophysicist, the credit was always stolen from her. She strived for glory, and the world was never giving her any. .ೃ࿐ №.ⅰⅰ | « chance for glory » ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ Saru always felt worthless and insecure about herself, growing cold towards her coworkers and boss. Perhaps they were right, her inner worries. She could never be good. Yet she had to keep pushing forward. Until one lonely Friday night, in the corner of her eye, a strange man approached her. He tapped on her shoulder, smiling. "Ah, you must be Saru." he greeted, as if he had known her. "How do you know my name?" she asked defensively, unsure how to react. The man proceeded talking, ignoring her question. "Our company has been wanting to send someone to space. We know you're an astrophysicist, but we will offer a lot of money." he said, whispering a large amount into her. "And, most importantly, recognition." Her eyes gleamed with desperation. Her original emotions of suspicion were gone. Recognition. The word rang through her mind, louder than the whispers of doubt that had haunted her all those sleepless nights. This was her chance to finally be important, to finally be noticed. She nodded instantly, not even thinking of the consequences. The man smirked, "Great then. Come to our building at [ insert address ] at 10 am sharp on Monday." the mysterious man said before stalking back into the shadows. .ೃ࿐ ------------------------------------------------------------------------- ↳˳;; ❝ ɴᴏᴛᴇs ᵕ̈೫˚∗ ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ guys she does have pupils/iris, they're just hard to see .ೃ࿐ ✧. ┊ ╰┈➤ backstory continued on next entry .ೃ࿐
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