#radiant star

[prismstonearchives]

レディアントスター - Radiant STAR

[shisasan]

Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[sporkkles-irl]

yanqing diseasw

[salty-dracon]

Stellaron Hunter Sunday thoughts, going on a mission edition:

Kafka's buying a cake to celebrate Sunday's first official IPC bounty. After a terrifying mission where he uses some Path powers on an important group, he's winded, but his new teammates are clapping when he returns to them safe and sound. And it's at that moment that Sunday realizes that there is no going back to his old life.

Imagine a cutscene where the Astral Express is enjoying a banquet with a bunch of guests. One by one all of the other guests start to fall unconscious. As the room falls silent and the lights flicker and hum, the crew hears the even-spaced, metronomic clicking of footsteps... before they spot a familiar Halovian, dressed to the nines in the darkest shade of midnight blue, making his way into the banquet hall.

How do you get away from a man who doesn't even need a weapon to be a major threat? Bring up Robin. Ask him, "What would Robin think?" or "Would Robin want you to do this?" It stuns him the first few times, but it loses its effectiveness quickly as he begins to convince himself (or perhaps Elio has convinced him?) that everything he does is for Robin's happiness and salvation.

Illusion and dreams are extremely versatile powers in the right hands. Consider: illusory doubles of yourself and your enemy, voices and sounds that distract and deflect, or trapping a single person in your own mental world to eliminate them when they're unable to receive help from their friends.

Maybe he needs a weapon for style purposes, like a conductor's baton similar to the one Dominicus/Septimus had. It works well thematically given how both the Harmony and Order are themed around music. Also it would look cool in battle. One flick of the wrist, and everything is under his control, mirroring the very first scene in the prologue where Kafka plays air violin.

Can Sunday be contained in conventional ways? If you lock him in a cell and leave a guard in the room, could he trap them in a waking dream where they think a loved one is in the cell and feel compelled to break them out? How far does this power extend?

How self-assured is Sunday of his power? Does he believe in Elio's script enough to trust in fate that his enemies will fall? Can his captors see it on his face- an unsettling smile that screams "Do whatever you want, try whatever you will- fate is on my side."?

We've had several moments where the Stellaron Hunters manage to protect each other or free each other (SW saves Kafka in the prologue, Blade breaks Kafka free of the Matrix and helps her escape, etc.). Imagine the playful banter Sunday has when he's finally rescued by the Hunters. As serious as he usually is, with a side of appreciation.

I imagine he's still got that space fantasy Catholicism influence in his words and actions. He's quoting proverbs and admonishing sinners while watching buildings blow up, things like that.

Maybe he puts those proverbs away when dealing with the Astral Express who already bested him once, and who are as noble as him. Perhaps he sees them as equals who could potentially best an Aeon, and he's just playing the villain to make sure fate takes the right course.

Sunday, eating dinner in an apartment the group rented on a whim: "Do you mind if I say grace before we eat?" Blade: "I do mind. This is an Aeonless apartment."

[sowlmates]

tragedy enjoyers when a character chooses love and kindness instead of destruction and vengeance after all

[blue-eli]

Skuld in quantum design :)

[m00nb04rd5]

Can I have a moodboard for Radiant Peach?

Radiant!Peach (Princess Peach Showtime)

[alphamecha-mkii]

USS Stargazer (Radiant Class) Datasheet by Starfleet Design

[we-made-a-world-of-our-own]

[zaynes-nieve]

IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY

No way I got two 5 stars in the first twenty pulls

[rainbowpopeworld]

Captain Sprinkles is his new nickname ☕️🌈✨

[verysmallcyborg]

Once a heart nestled behind a wall of thorns, layers and layers built 'round it to protect them from a world that is against them, fang and claw bared / Now something that blooms into color in the company of the one that they're unconditionally and deeply devoted to, and in love with / My captain, I may bare my fangs and claws at others, but it is only you that I bare my heart to

(ft. @oneiroy's ryssrael)

[shisasan]

July 26, 1923 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov Nabokov's first written letter to his future wife, a little more than two months after they met

[demonstars]

remembers how happy dnfies were in the meet up vlog . kill myself

[prismstonearchives]

ムーン＆スターナイト - Moon & Star Night