User #072 washes ashore on the Palpagos Islands after his research vessel is attacked. He is quickly befriended by a Lunaris named 'Moon'. Without any memories of who he is he must uncover the dark secrets of the Palpagos islands.
Life on the is...
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Artist- Koshou Shou Mitsu on Danbooru.
The tavern is near devoid of patrons when I enter. A Depresso with a bow tie and small cuffs around his wrists greats us by a podium.
"Box, or dine?" He asks in a slow strained tone.
"Dine," Indigo replies.
He looks up at me squinting his depressed eyes. Is he judging me?
"Couple, or family?" He says suspiciously.
"Cou-," I put my hand over Indigo's mouth.
"Family, this is my daughter," I reply.
Indigo crosses her arms angrily.
"Bellanoir will be your hostess tonight," he says slapping a bell.
A pal I've never seen, nor heard of in the pal books I remember studying materializes from the shadows. Her long blue blazen hair covers one eye and she exists in shades of blue and black, her hips encircled by crimson eyes. I hold up my Paldeck.
Paldeck entry Pal# 112 Bellanoir
Without existing, she quietly gazed upon the world. One day, she was seized with a longing to be seen. With unbridled lust for vengeance agaisnt reality, thus was born the eclipsed siren.
"Are you taking pictures of me pervert?" she asks covering the tuft of fur between her breasts with a small clipboard.
"It's not like that, this is my Paldeck, I use it to... take a picture of you... and it shows me," I stop rubbing my head.
She crosses her arms and taps her foot against the ground in disgruntled anticipation.
"It's rude to do that isn't it?" I ask.
"A shred of competence, almost makes me glad I learned your language so I could live off of tips at this shitty diner," Bellanoir says rolling her eyes.
She leads us to a table handing us two menus. They don't have much, but who does? After a few moments our gothic hostess rejoins us with some raspberry pop.
"Know what you want?" She asks holding up her clipboard, which she is using to hide her phone.
"Chikipi eggs with fried Rushoar," I say handing her my menu.
"I don't know what I want, what do you like pretty lady?" Indigo asks.
Bellanoir blushes a little holding my menu infront of her. She scans it with her dull crimson eyes before looking down at little Indigo.
