"I understand why you set me adrift to wander the cosmos on my own. I am the purity that you never had, when you were brought into existence. This journey of discovery will continue, with your blessing."

"Face Your Sins I Will Guide You." _______________________________________ ⚖️Threads Bellow ❤️ & 🔄 pls?

"The stars are beautiful to look at... so why can I not look at them from the busy streets where people walk on frequently? Observation: The amount of light emitted from city buildings obstructs the view of the shining stars that light up the night sky."

"What are the toys that children play with in this era...?"

"I have observed that there are other ways of communication outside of speech, such as art and dance. [Reader], are there non-traditional ways you convey your words to others?"

"[Reader], do you prefer the times of day, or those of night? My creator loves the moonlit skies, as it brings him a sense of peace. For me, I am the opposite. Every new day is a chance to learn something new."

Crestwel stares towards the [Reader], yes that would be you! She's trying to identify your features for observation and learning purposes, don't mind her.

𝓞𝓞𝓒: Hey there! While I'd like to be around more, I need a few days to get some things sorted first. Perhaps you have seen this message in similar fashion elsewhere, but I *really* need to get some things progressing, or they never will. Meanwhile, like this post for a starter soon!

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙣 𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓧𝔂𝓻𝓪’𝓧𝓮𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓧𝓪𝓷𝓲𝔁 𝓡𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓵𝔂, 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 ❤ + 🔄? More info is below!

𝓞𝓞𝓒: I am surprised that there are people still finding this account, despite my lessened activity and the fact that I've not touched her in quite some time. Welcome!

"What is a Pizza Roll?" Insert head tilt here.

She is yawning, after waking up from a nap. It seems like much has changed...

𝓞𝓞𝓒: I'm probably going to keep to third perspective here for the foreseeable future. I feel that some people may not be as appreciative of the viewpoint changes and/or get weirded out by them. It's alright though - this RP account is meant to be a bit more experimental. This won't change much.

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆: 𝑰𝑰 I, in this summer heat, have learnt to reallocate resources to cooling both my external and internal systems. The trees are evergreen, and I notice the patterns of various humans removing articles of clothing to cool themselves off, using sunscreen to protect themselves from the

𝑶𝑶𝑪: I'm bad at juggling RP accounts it seems, but in short, I've been more focused on work life. Still, I'd like to continue using this from time to time, and see where this goes.

𝓞𝓞𝓒: One day, I wish for Crestwel to grow up and take on a much more difference appearance to reflect the person that created her, once development gets there. Thoughts? (See ALT for credit.)

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆: 𝑰𝑰𝑰 Mother's Day? Crestwel knows who her father is, but not her mother as much. She was created in part from her image, an existence lost to time far before the concept of Crestwel came into being, and yet she still knows her by name. What can she do for her mother, whom she has

𝒪𝒪𝒞: Apologies if I am not here as much as I have been. I have fallen sick. Wishing you all better days ahead.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 Crestwel has the capabilities to perform vocal songs for anyone with her beautiful voice. Articulate and clear as they can be however, finding a voice that suits her can be ever-changing. That being said, she's currently practicing atop a hill.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 > 𝐼𝐼 There's just so much unexplored territory that I've yet to step into. Perhaps I can begin to understand why he decided to take a more observant role as time went on for him. My directive has not changed, and my mission parameters do not need to be updated at this time.

Pain management? Crestwel wonders if the poppy seeds would be able to work for her, but alas, she is not organic in nature, and any injuries afflicted would have to be resolved via technical means.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 Crestwel has not used any of their special abilities so far, and they don't have a reason why they should now; they have not found themselves in any danger that calls for it. What may she find in today's stroll around this place?

What so happens to be her favorite plant of choice?

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 It's a good thing that Crestwel is blissfully ignorant that there is currently a tournament that is taking lives, for she is far too new around an open environment to witness the loss of lives.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 Easter, so she has heard seems to be quite the fun holiday to celebrate. Gathering eggs, wearing these things called bunny suits...? Maybe it's not celebrated around here, but she thinks it would be a good learning experience if she could.

Crestwel will be delighted to know that there is someone on hand that can assist in this venture of hers.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼 > 𝐼𝐼𝐼 On the topic of consumption of foods, there are many kinds of flavors Crestwel wishes to experience. Mayhaps someone can help her on sating this curiosity for her logs?

𝒪𝒪𝒞: I must admit, I nearly panicked. I believed that I had sent my in-character post at the wrong account. My silence here, is simply an increase of physical demand where I work. There are simply not enough people, when they will be divided into two locations soon, hence the decreased activity.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼 It has come to my attention that I don't require sleep as much, but I do still need rest and sustenance. Perhaps I was built in this manner to replicate some of the typical human's needs, but I am aware that the consumption of foods and liquids alike can be converted into energy.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 > 𝐼𝐼 I am awoken by the distant sounds of something that disrupts the serenity which has been quite overbearing. I see birds flying away from the source, and critters running away like their lives depend on it, yet I am not deterred by this development. Perhaps today, will be

(Story-Based-Account Interaction) (1/2) [*Transfer-Initiated*] [*Now-Waiting-For-Command*] 🔥"...Smoki Doki?" 🔥"I'm here now... HELLO??"

𝓞𝓞𝓒: Hey there, do feel free to tag me freely for starters. I'll be able to work with what I'm given; I'm actually quite shy when it comes to tagging people myself for sending you all starters.

"I wonder if I can feel the beating of my own heart... or core, as it is."

The servant to the Goddess of Power. Dinraal

J͟o͟u͟r͟n͟ɑ͟l͟ ͟E͟n͟t͟r͟y͟ ͟1 This world, or multiverse as I have been corrected prior to leaving home, whilst untouched by whatever my creator has experienced, seemingly feels devoid of many proper, intelligent beings. If there are indexes for loneliness, they are increasing at a minute, yet visible pace.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 > 𝐼𝐼 I see them, silently resting under the shades of natural foliage. Perhaps I should try to wake them up... maybe not, if they are exhausted. Or simply observe and scan them from afar. This is also fine, by my logic.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼 > 𝐼𝐼𝐼 Today's adventure takes her to a sizable, medium lake where she will stand along the water's edge, silently taking in whatever catches her attention. Whilst her features are mostly artificial, they resemble the aesthetics that can be seen and felt, as if interacting with an

At this moment, Crestwel's sensors are not extending outward, so the silent guardian shall not be disturbing her anytime soon. For now, there is no danger ahead of her.

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒: 𝐼𝐼𝐼 > 𝐼𝐼 Before I came here, there was a time where my creator shared stories of people they worked alongside with. Some were at the beginning, others joined along the way and more came, perhaps to replace those that no longer stood by them.

"Good morning, good afternoon, good evening... no, that's too long. 'Good day' doesn't work at night time... what is a good greeting to use?" Normally, a standard greeting isn't really a problem for most humans, but Crestwel isn't exactly one, using her own logical thinking. She can in fact, use

"What kinds of flowers grow around these parts of the widening world out here..." She wanders around the vast plains and flower fields there are out there, searching for a few to examine, and perhaps looking for a particular one...

"𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑." An inner voice is uncommon for they who resides in a mechanical body, but something necessary. Think a backup of either her consciousness, or a paired assistant of sorts. Thankfully, the silence is a good sign. It makes her aware, that today is the start of a new beginning.

/ I'm not surprised there's some people looking towards here, but do read the pinned. I didn't put down that many details, surely they will read...

...how long have they been lying down on the ground, since being teleported into this brave, new world? Their eyes flutter open, vessel's back laying down upon the grassy terrain as they take their time getting up into a standing posture. "Where... am I? How long have I been out for...?"

[ 𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓘𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓣𝓮𝓬𝓱𝓷𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬𝓼 ] Creative Resilient Extraterrestrial Species That Will Emulate Life, otherwise known simply as 'Crestwel', or 'Crestwel Gladiolus'. A verseless OC with a designated gender of she/they, due to being an android.