[Action] A Cold Heart in Endless White
[as winter covers itself over the enigmatic Ink City, the snow continuing to listlessly fall and cover everything in soft white...
a glass green transport pod raises itself out of the powder, its top, a manhole cover emblazoned with a certain devil's head symbol, covered by the snow.
inside said pod, and now exiting it, is a tiny figure cloaked in red...
out into the snow walks Heloise, her dirty blond ponytail is obscured by the hood of her new winter outfit, a long hooded red cloak with fluffy black lining not too different from her usual outfit, but her icy, foggy blue eyes and forehead scar as visible and striking as always. Underneath her hood, around her neck, is also a black scarf.
the little mad genius makes her way across the snow, her hands inside a warm and fluffy black handswarmer. She leaves no footprints, just single straight trail from her winter cloak.
you may have noticed in the past few days, Heloise hasn't responded many of the recent actions or messages from the newcomers. The short answer to that is she's been busy with important work, for her actual job... not to mention having a certain house guest. The long answer is something much more complex at this time, and secret.
speaking of said guest, that happens to be why the evil girl is heading out towards the shopping district, in order to pick up food and supplies, as there's more than one mouth to feed now, as well as much work ahead of her in the coming time.
continuing along, she can't help but be slightly fascinated by the current season, looking up at the dark and clouded sky as the snow softly continues to fall and cover the mysterious world.
Winter did not exist in Miseryville, at least, not naturally. There was only one other time she'd ever seen snow... which happened to be when she created it with a machine.
she had never experienced true snow, true winter... and thus couldn't help getting a bit lost in her own curious thoughts and unusual feelings...
now the question remains of who, or what, she will encounter on her way today, in this cold white world that is now Ink City?]
and for your extra pleasure, here's some artwork of Heloise in her winter clothes, deceptively adorable as always...
a glass green transport pod raises itself out of the powder, its top, a manhole cover emblazoned with a certain devil's head symbol, covered by the snow.
inside said pod, and now exiting it, is a tiny figure cloaked in red...
out into the snow walks Heloise, her dirty blond ponytail is obscured by the hood of her new winter outfit, a long hooded red cloak with fluffy black lining not too different from her usual outfit, but her icy, foggy blue eyes and forehead scar as visible and striking as always. Underneath her hood, around her neck, is also a black scarf.
the little mad genius makes her way across the snow, her hands inside a warm and fluffy black handswarmer. She leaves no footprints, just single straight trail from her winter cloak.
you may have noticed in the past few days, Heloise hasn't responded many of the recent actions or messages from the newcomers. The short answer to that is she's been busy with important work, for her actual job... not to mention having a certain house guest. The long answer is something much more complex at this time, and secret.
speaking of said guest, that happens to be why the evil girl is heading out towards the shopping district, in order to pick up food and supplies, as there's more than one mouth to feed now, as well as much work ahead of her in the coming time.
continuing along, she can't help but be slightly fascinated by the current season, looking up at the dark and clouded sky as the snow softly continues to fall and cover the mysterious world.
Winter did not exist in Miseryville, at least, not naturally. There was only one other time she'd ever seen snow... which happened to be when she created it with a machine.
she had never experienced true snow, true winter... and thus couldn't help getting a bit lost in her own curious thoughts and unusual feelings...
now the question remains of who, or what, she will encounter on her way today, in this cold white world that is now Ink City?]
and for your extra pleasure, here's some artwork of Heloise in her winter clothes, deceptively adorable as always...