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Ashe

"Ash to ash, dust to dust."

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a character in “Fly Me to the Moon”, as played by Sigma

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【 ASHE 】βœͺ βœͺ

ImageImage 〉〉 F O U R T Y - T W O. . 〉〉 A S E X U A L | P A N R O M A N T I C. .. 〉〉 ? ? ?

〉〉 F O U R' - S E V E N". . . . . 〉〉 G R E Y. . . . . 〉〉 A L I E N - # 3.

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With jet-black shoulder length hair, seemingly dead gray eyes, and a rather slim figure give Ashe the appearance that one could attribute to both a male or a female. Ashe seems to constantly have a small grin pasted on, often which has gotten Ashe accused of looking at others in contempt which is true to an extent. However, instead of looking at things with scorn, Ashe sees everything as a tool that can be used to obtain entertainment. While under the guise of an average human, Ashe typically adorns a simple grey hoodie with a darker grey vest and then a white button-up top. The white stone-like objects which surround Ashe are physical manifestations of their conscience. Ashe is able to communicate with their own conscience through these stones, though from an outsider perspective, Ashe would be talking to a stone. While disguised, however, Ashe has the stones affix themselves to their head, claiming them to be nothing more than accessories. Ashe is very hedonistic, and will often go out of their way just to make things more entertaining.
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Image➊ SPECIAL TALENT↛
forgetting about daily necessities

βž‹ SECRET SKILL↛
almost perfectly mimicking someone's

➌ FAVORITE HOBBY↛
observing + talking to their conscience

➍ COMBO ATTACK↛
goes with the flow + constant smirk

➎ FINISHING MOVE↛
covering mouth with hand + "My, oh my."
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❝ From dust humans arose, and to dust they shall wither. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, so it goes. I wonder just how fun it'd be to see them falter... or would their success bear more joy? ❞

❝ My, oh my. You'd like to know my gender? Hmm... well, to put it simply... I'm Ashe, nice to meet you. And you are? ❞

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The name "Ashe" was chosen because it appealed the them through the quote, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." The idea of people rising from ash, only to once more become it was quite entertaining to throw them self into the middle of. They rise because of Ashe, they fall because of Ashe.

There is a concoction that Ashe has in supply, it's appearance similar to that of the human drink known as Iced Tea. Though Ashe may appear to be a teen with an uncanny obsession with Iced Tea, this concoction is what allows Ashe's human form to maintain as it is, though the drink appears to not have any effect on humans. If not consumed at least twice a day, Ashe's human appearance will begin to falter, resulting in steady shrinking until they are the size of one's palm. This is the reverting process to Ashe's original form, a small palm-sized extraterrestrial.
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So begins...

Ashe's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shea Character Portrait: Reina Character Portrait: Louisa SzabΓ³ Character Portrait: Ashe Character Portrait: Neptune Character Portrait: Elvis Character Portrait: Ice
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      There was a very real possibility that, in his desperation to be loved by all the humans, Elvis may have overreacted at thought of one of them not caring for him. The thought that he had overstepped crossed his mind moments after the desperate words left his lips, and then, like most serious thoughts Elvis had, it too vanished to be replaced by his need for acceptance. White curls bounced around his head as he glanced from Ice to the table of humans and aliens he had just left, his mouth slightly parted as he tried to think of something else to say.

      As more declarations of 'I'm an alien' were made by Neptune, Elvis licked his lips and tried to think of something useful to add to the conversation. He was pleased to hear that Louisa would study them either way, and felt a relieved smile settle on his face. He took a hesitant step back towards the table.

      "I don't want to eat anyone." Elvis said with a laugh, his tone light as if he were telling the table that he didn't want mustard on his burger, "But uh... I hadn't really thought much more beyond getting him to stay." Elvis' shoulders sagged slightly as he realised his mistake, his mouth falling into what threatened to be a frown. He was sure his eyes were changing colour too, no doubt from an excited yellow to a sad green. Happy thoughts, that's what he needed. " But it's alright, isn't it? It'll be fun! Experiments can be fun! I read in one of their books that you can put a type of mouth freshener in a container of black sugary drink and it explores."

      Elvis forced a smile onto his face and turned his attention back to Ice, though his smile faltered again at the intimidating expression on Ice's face. Elvis' eyes changed to a dark blue, fear, and he ducked his head like a school boy being reprimanded. "I, uh, I don't think... I'm not allowed to..." Elvis felt his cheeks turn red as he tried to think of how he could prove to Ice that he was indeed an alien. He shuffled from foot to foot anxiously, his hands fidgeting in front of his back. It was a bit late to backtrack now, but he didn't think he was allowed to reveal his true form in a crowded moon cafe. There must be another way...

      "I'm not allowed to show you my alien form but... But I could show you our ship!"

      Elvis' expression brightened once again, a grin spreading across his face as he glanced from Ice to the group at the table. He reached out a hand, as if to take Ice's, but stopped short - self-preservation finally kicking in - and instead used the motion to push locks of hair out of his eyes.

      "We could do that, right? Show them our ship? That way they'd have to believe us!" Elvis felt triumphant and proud of himself for the solution, and eagerly took a pace towards the table, as if ready to pull Neptune and Ashe up and drag them to the ship with him so that they could show the humans. He turned to smile at the humans, "What do you say? Please say you'll come see it!"