Half of Deedee's joys in her life, virtual or otherwise, was getting cosplay on. She is loving this, and is going straight for the silver spandex and bubble helms. There is, however, some difficulty she's having...
"I'm guessing that they don't have many aliens with tails here... and exposing these to vaccum isn't the greatest idea," she says, wagging all three of her tails and frowning. "Any suggestions?"
Team Three Deedee is going along to the injured and people who've been crushed by falling debris, hoisting what she can and throwing it aside.
"I can heal but it's Stamina-intensive," she says, grimacing. "I'm gonna need to uh, prioritize people who can't walk. What's the word. Triage."
Star Disco: Arrivederci Dignity
Deedee is hanging back against the wall, arms folded, maybe shrugging in time to the beat if anything, clearly nervous. Putting herself out there to save lives is one things. Putting herself out there socially is something else.
But now she's tapping her foot to the music and biting her lip as she looks out at the dance floor. She's thinking about it. But she might need a little push.
[OOC info: Deedee woke up as her character from the VR-MMO Another World Online - much like every other user on the North American test server and their avatars, who very quickly started viciously infighting. She's spent the last month of ingame time getting acclimated, trying to fight the playerbase's worst excesses, and working out the implications of just how much more comfortable she is in this body than her IRL one.
Visually, she looks like a muscular foxgirl martial artist made in a high-end character builder - which is exactly what she is.]
Deedee Yeowoo / OC
Half of Deedee's joys in her life, virtual or otherwise, was getting cosplay on. She is loving this, and is going straight for the silver spandex and bubble helms. There is, however, some difficulty she's having...
"I'm guessing that they don't have many aliens with tails here... and exposing these to vaccum isn't the greatest idea," she says, wagging all three of her tails and frowning. "Any suggestions?"
Team Three
Deedee is going along to the injured and people who've been crushed by falling debris, hoisting what she can and throwing it aside.
"I can heal but it's Stamina-intensive," she says, grimacing. "I'm gonna need to uh, prioritize people who can't walk. What's the word. Triage."
Star Disco: Arrivederci Dignity
Deedee is hanging back against the wall, arms folded, maybe shrugging in time to the beat if anything, clearly nervous. Putting herself out there to save lives is one things. Putting herself out there socially is something else.
But now she's tapping her foot to the music and biting her lip as she looks out at the dance floor. She's thinking about it. But she might need a little push.
[OOC info: Deedee woke up as her character from the VR-MMO Another World Online - much like every other user on the North American test server and their avatars, who very quickly started viciously infighting. She's spent the last month of ingame time getting acclimated, trying to fight the playerbase's worst excesses, and working out the implications of just how much more comfortable she is in this body than her IRL one.
Visually, she looks like a muscular foxgirl martial artist made in a high-end character builder - which is exactly what she is.]