[You have overslept. Wake up.]
. . .
[NOW.]
A voice echoed around the room. Far from natural, yet real nonetheless. Demanding a now half-awoken person to get up. Today was a big day- that was something they both agreed on. But, alas, slumber was taking ahold. Becoming unconscious more and more by the minute. .
Until they threw themselves out of bed with a sudden burst of strength. Hitting the tiles back first, sending a jolt of pain that would definitely wake someone up.
[You are the first person I've seen who deliberately harmed themselves to start the day. Congratulations!]
And digital confetti rained all over the room. Getting a groan in return. This AI has is, as they say on Earth, an asshole. Not slightly faulty, as many of the Terrene Protectorate would believe.
[When you are ready, please attend the-]
❝I-I-I am W-WELL aware of how im-important today is.❞ Came another digital voice, cutting the other off. Glitchy, but as long as the point gets through.. he doesn't really care.Finally upon his feet, strutting towards the mirror. .there was little much to be done when it came to getting ready. Use the gem polisher kit, clean & polish those two gems on the face. . and done!
Then--. . well, his bracelet didn't need any tuning.
Next, to put on the uniform. .
. . .
Where's his uniform. Why is it not- oh, right. They're supposed to be in the lockers now. .who on earth in the board think that was a good idea??
Luckily his locker isn't too far. It's right outside his dorm. Only problem is he doesn't know if anyone would see him without the outfit on. He had to risk it if wanted to make it on time.
The door split itself vertically. Giving him enough space to walk through. . and for everyone to see him. If, there was anyone.l in the first place. The halls were empty. Not surprising, seeing what today is. But surreal nonetheless. Only sunlight, and quiet breeze of the ventilation. He couldn't help but enjoy it a little. It was. . oddly nostalgic.
Back to reality. Swiftly putting on the Protectorate outfit before walking towards the destination with haste. It was only then did he see the did he see other beings making their way to the same place.
Some human. Many, not. Apexes, Avians, Novakids, and. . even Florans. Not many aren't aggressive & dangerous to be around like the rest. It's weird how a species of sentient plants became the most infamous race solely due to their hostility. Actually, are plants even the right term for them?
. .Ah. And they're all staring at him now. Some brief, some longer than the others. Maybe they aren't staring, maybe he's being paranoid, but—
“Goodness. What are even are you?”
. . This feeling never leaves him. It's never wrong. Being judged by his appearance. Can he ever grow numb to it? Never. Not even understanding their perspective. Rude or kindly, it doesn't matter anymore.
❝Pharitu. I am a-a Pharitu.❞
They're just curious. You're being sensitive. This is a place where all forms of life join together. Understand one another. He understands it can be hard for other beings to. . accept the nature of his being.
No eyes, no mouth, yet he can perceive and interact with the universe like anyone else. Is it really that hard to understand? More than a walking and talking, flesh eating plant??
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Starbound - Altered Fates
Fanfiction"Good and Evil, Life and Death, Order and Chaos. . neither of these concepts are black n white as those fantasy tales would make you believe. However, they hold some merit. ." 'How so?' "Creation is simply creation. Albeit through however means, and...