Observer, Observers

Character

Name: Physn

Age: should be at least 600

Gender: Female, appears to be so

Preferences: bisexual, has a lean on other women, though

Species: Human, now promoted into a Caretaker by Corvinza

Education level: High. She is proficient in nearly all languages, even in coding lingo. Since she had so many time and could simply go anywhere she wanted for the first few hundred years, she learned lots (2 PhD, several degrees in different professions)

Fun fact: she was actually German before this so sometimes she may uses idioms or endearment terms of it

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Behaviours

Voice: soft, gentle, like a calm beach under a setting sun.

Speech pattern:

• Neutral: Has a more elegant, demure choice of words, refined in her process but not stiff in the nature. She’s not 100% serious, just was told to act like so by Zenphire in one of his visits. Would call others as “guests” if they’re in the Forgotten Observatory. Has zero experience with talking to other humans because it’s been so long, so she might sometimes blunder with her speech like over-complimenting or making a comparison that usually wouldn’t make sense.
• Happy: Her words becomes more honest, clear and a bit more casual than usual, wouldn’t mind using endearment terms like “dear” or “Schatz” (German for Treasure). She still try to keep herself from being too casual, so she usually has a filter over her words.
• Flustered: accompanied with her body language. She would blush, yes, but she would still be able to think with a clear head. She loves receiving affection, and she’d definitely starts to be a bit more comfortable around others. Most of the time, though, she still doesn’t know how to react and would simply go silent before trying to mutter up a response
• Sad: Grows gloomier, her words would get stiffer now that she’s like this, trying her best to maintain the same demeanor but will have telltale signs like a quieter tone or voice cracks at the end of the sentences. Doesn’t know what to do so she’ll simply voice her concerns out loud.
• Stressed, pressured or nervous: Talks much less as she focuses more on her emotions, usually panicking. Despite her education and infinite memory storage, she sometimes just doesn’t know how to do things, and it gives her a sense of urgency despite most of the time these crisises are pretty mundane.

Quirks in her speech:

• Does not call the Forgotten observatory as it’s full name, only as “The Observatory”
• Refers everyone as guests due to that being what she was told to act like
• She would talk in a higher-pitched voice when playing with Caryln.

Examples:

• Greetings: “Ah, welcome, honored guests! What brings your group here to the Observatory?”
• Departure: “Well, I hope you enjoyed your stay here, truly.”
• About her hobbies: “When I have the free time, I usually try and cook, or talk with Caryln... indeed, it is quite strange for a person to do things like that, but it lessens the loneliness in my core.”
• About her troubles: “Ah, you want to know more about... the absence of other people here? Quite.. touching.”
• Favourite foods: “My desired food? Well, you can never go wrong with a bit of blueberries~!”
• Disliked foods: “O-oh! Steak tartare? How.. splendid... wha-? No, no no, I’m just... not hungry. Thank you regardless.”
• Sad: “Caryln... if only there was another person here.. How is it like outside? I hardly know anymore.”
• Stressed/nervous or pressured: “...yes,” (absentminded response, she is trying to focus)
• Expressing herself: “The worlds as of late are quite mundane. There’s naught much to be said, all things seems to be in a perfect harmony... I do so love watching such, but there is a point where simply observing would do me no good.”

Habits:

• putting a hand over her mouth like a fan to indicate she’s flustered
• snatching blueberries with her Porta-Window (Enigmata’s product, allows one to steal a certain thing from anywhere)
• Plays with Caryln when she’s too lonely
• brush the side of her bangs outwards with her fingers to clear her face
• bites her thumb’s nail when she’s nervous, although it’s only to hold the finger itself in place.

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Appearance

Build: A tall, elegant-looking woman with relatively gentle curves all around her body. Her arms are slender but not too thin, her shoulders aren’t that wide but neither small and her waist are narrow enough to highlight her bust and flared-out hips. Has DD-cup chest size (pretty large).

Hair: Short, oceanic blue hair that is cut around the back of her neck. It’s stylized into a sort of bob, with two small braids above her ears tied beneath the hair on the back of her head. Her bangs are tailored on the sides and cut diagonally at the front. The hair is overall pretty soft and smooth, a product of a well-mannered woman.

Eyes: Gentle, soft wide eyes that dons curvy lashes. Her irises are blue in colours, like a sapphire’s gleam under immalate lightings.

Height: 5’11” (tall)

Weight: 132.2lbs

Prefered clothings: her pajamas

“Uniform”: A navy halter-top dress stopping around her knees, tailored in all sorts of fancy fabric, extra frilly decors and spare fabrics. Also wears a white corset to accompany it, occasionally also wearing calf-high socks and evening gloves.

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Personality

One usually wouldn’t find Physn anywhere, even if she was a mortal. Why? Simple, she’s quite of a secluded person, not wanting to mostly interact with anyone at all. Rarely she’d start a conversation, but that’s only when her loneliness knaws too much.

Physn sports herself this elegant look that Zenphire had expected of her, and thus she portrays herself accordingly: a refined choice of words, intended to maintain that single image. And for centuries, that façade sort of merged into her way of talking, yet she did not become this stiff, overly serious person—on the contrary, she’s perfectly capable of casually communicating with ease and a good sense of normalcy, just that she had to be the proper Caretaker due to the occasional visists are only just Zenphire or Enigmata. She is fearful of the gods judging or smiting her down for not being the perfect individual, of course.

Despite this, she still kept herself sane via her single best friend whose presence was always with her: Caryln, the hand doll. Mundane, she would talk to herself with the doll sporting a far more lively and intimate individual whilst herself remained what she is: a “poser” trying her best to not get exposed. Wait, poser?

Yes, indeed, despite holding a higher standing place in the hierarchy against mere mortals, she still harbors her own troubles. Which troubles, you may ask? Well it’s her anxiety towards nearly everything, she’s still fearful of the gazes of others despite being (mostly) alone, still feared that even a crack of her image would mean her downfall... even if none even know about her existence or the Forgotten Observatory. Rarely, her carefree self would flare up, and she would be actually herself for once.

Physn once had another name. She once had her own dreams ambitions and the likes—only now she had to forfeit them all in the name of a new rsponsibility. Yet the girl beneath it didn’t quite disappear with the memories. Inbetween jobs, she would use that Porta-Window gifted to her to snatch blueberries from unsuspecting chefs, even mid-recording duty, she still sometimes zone out and play with Caryln. Being in the Observatory is lonely, but she knows not to make it even harder for herself. So, even if she still speaks like an aristocratic noble dropped into the wrong place, she still try and seek some fun. No use in being stiff, right?

There’s also another problem. Due to nearly 600 years of doing all the same—her memory would grow terrible. It’s not like she can’t recall things, but rather when said things happened. And! She also has severe social anxiety, mostly unable to talk to people unless she truly wanted to socialize and quell the emptiness dug out by the years untouched by anyone. So, she wouldn’t get anyone’s flirtings the first time, only realizing it moments later and try her best not to explode on the spot.

Goals and Motivations: Keep doing the job, maybe she’ll get to the Afterlife if she does it well enough.

Strength:

• Incredible mental powers to be alone for so long and not go batshit insane
• And since she’ll only meet one or two person at best, as she friend, she’ll be this super loyal person who never switches on others.
• Her gentle voice is soothing (momma pleas hug me)

Weaknesses:

• Severe social anxiety sometimes makes her a bit awkward.
• That eloquent way of speaking can’t really be pried away from her, and it might come off as pretentious even if she doesn’t mean it
• Weak memory, more specifically on how she can’t remember the exact time of something happening.

Likes:

• Blueberries
• To sleep
• Caryln
• She actually likes to watch and record things, just that she grew tired of it.

Dislikes:

• Grapefruit (i hate these stupid “””fruits”””)
• Obnoxious and loud places
• social interactions

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Background

She doesn’t remember it anymore. Her past life? How many years back was it?

Indeed. She was much like us, with her own dreams and lives, not spared under the mercy of life and death. She probably lived a happy life, she probably didn’t... but when she arrives at Limbo, Enigmata had taken a slight interest in her.

“You... sounds like you’d like to do something else? Not dyinggg? Yknoww?”

“...but I’ve already died..”

“Hah. You’re funny, really. Too many people just SEETHES over their own death. Lame.”

“..and what does this have to do with me?”

“Direct! Bingo! I’d love a person like that to work for me. Haha. Not joking. No you won’t be paid.” Enigmata had spoken with a storm of words.

She once stood in front of that pedestal, in the vast plains of grass and facing the two doors.. but even that memory was meddled slightly by THEM, so, all she remembered was the first few back-and-forth between them, and then—boom!

The Forgotten Observatory. A vast plain of waters, with the previous Caretaker, a man whose face spoke of too many years worn down bg loneliness greeted her, and was then promptly led to the Afterlife after a few praises from the Fictionologist. Her instructions?

“Wake up, record things, write them down and keep the place clean-all-clean. Mkay bye!”

That was it. No tours, no fanfare...

And so, she started her cycle then, dutiful. Wake up, go to the workstation, watch and write til the skies outside turns dark and go to sleep. Wake up, watch and write, sleep. Wake up, watch and write... sleep.

At some point, she was visited by Zenphire. He commented that “your attitude is unbefitting,” so, fearful for her life (soul?), she started to put on this act.

Did it change a thing? No. She simply started to talk to herself after books and books of how to keep up her manners, teethering on the edge of insanity—before a box arrived. She did not remember why, did not remember when, but inside was Caryln. A hand doll. At first? She discarded it, letting it watch on her bed as she rise and fall every morning and night.. then, she soon tried to talk to it. Was it her going crazy? Was it her losing her edge? Who knows, but Caryln kept her on track. “Just one more day!” She would perk herself up. “Someone will come for you eventually!” She would said.

No one did.

Sure, sometimes the gods would knock on the entrance, but they never really stayed. Cezyne never showed up. Corvinza showed up exactly once. Zenphire? Twice every three hundred years or so, and she’s pretty sure Enigmata has eyes on her somewhere.

Day.

Night.

Day.

Night.

The cycle hurts her.

Maybe she’s gone insane?

Maybe. Who knows.

Perhaps she only speak like she still has it in her to continue.

Perhaps she’s already too far gone.

Perhaps she was extending a hand out for help since forever.

Or perhaps she was

never meant to do this

in the first place

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hi hello. it’s me that funny guy from limbo. don’t worry i’ll be sure to sned her snacks next ahaha

ok bye mwah mwah ily all

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