hardcorebestcore: (-shrill joy noises-)
Trendafilka Adelina Cardozo ([personal profile] hardcorebestcore) wrote2026-01-26 08:17 pm

[Event Post]

The air in Domino is… well, it’s always crackling. The world’s ascending, etc. But tonight there’s more of an energy in it, ropes of prismatic colors bleeding through the night sky at random intervals. Slowly at first. Barely noticeable. And then there’s something like a distant voice. And if you’re paying attention, that voice is turning into a high-pitched, joyous yell as there’s a sound something akin to a pane of glass shattering as all of those prismatic ropes focus into something that hurdles down like a comet, letting out that wail.

It crashes into an unused parking lot and in the crater, a young woman is already getting to her feet. She’s dressed in an outrageously bright outfit, a coral woolen dress that swishes around her thighs, matching cape, all lined with golden fur. Matching beret, of course. Thick and bright green leggings, and heavy combat boots. Trendafilka Adelina Cardozo may be late to the party, but she’s not showing up underdressed. She rifles through a bag that matches her stockings, popping out a compact, making sure none of her makeup got smeared in the crash landing, before snapping it shut.


“Okay.” She says to no one in particular, rolling her neck and her shoulders, giving a few jumps. Trendafilka who saw the end of time once, and the end of so many other things, lets out a squeal into the night air. “Boa noite, Domino! It’s me again!” She says as she sniffs the air. “Every day weirder… But first, food. Sweets. Ooo, a coffee…? No one to tell me no…”

Trendafilka begins counting money that’s stuffed haphazardly into her purse, letting out a small giggle to herself as she bounces from foot to foot, leaving small craters and then she huffs. “Ugh, right. Self-control…” She murmurs, taking another step which is… normal. She nods half to herself as she adjusts her coat and steps out into the night, sniffing at the air occasionally.

Things to note: It’s Trendafilka! From school! Or from TV. If you’ve met her, you’ve met her. You may recognize her from the Junior League, from a thousand other places. Looking at her or hearing her is enough to reassert her presence in reality and bring that all rushing back. Maybe even just hearing about her. She’s playing with a different ruleset from her currently banished blood family. She’s also gnawed through most of the limiters Sophia and others placed on her a decade ago. It’s not quite fully Tierra, but it is verging close. Luckily, it’s still clearly Trena, the entire conceit for placing mental and emotional limiters on Tierra's power in the first place is a success! Unluckily, it’s still absolutely Trena.

She’s also probably a walking mental bomb if the connective tissue to her is through people who don’t currently exist right now. Good luck trying to reconcile that at the moment.

You can find Trena at the following locations:

1.) Near the crater or perhaps as she’s starting to walk away from her scene! Trena is alot of things and subtle is not where she is tonight. Maybe you were tracking weird lights, maybe you heard the scream or the comet crashing to the earth to come investigate.

2.) Trena is next to some vending machines near her crash site. And with a ‘well, gonna need some more money…’ she punches into the machine with the ease a normal girl would have punching into tissue paper, prying it open to shake out the coins and bills onto the ground before scooping them up and into her purse, while also helping herself to some snacks and drinks.
knowinginthedark: (Explaining Obscure Factoids)

[Event Choice 1]

[personal profile] knowinginthedark 2026-01-27 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
*So! You don't know how or why. You might've smelled him before he arrived, and something smelled different, but by the time you see him after he dived down from somewhere, he's back to his normal, Tarou-y identifying state.

By which I mean he's absolutely made a record-breaking beeline for a crater with his notebook already out, and his expression is reading "ALIENS? FINALLY??" with such glee. give him a moment before disappointing him.*
last_sundust: (Face The Truth)

[Option 2]

[personal profile] last_sundust 2026-01-27 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
::Walks up to a vending machine, looking at it perplexed, as if her hive mind hasn't used them for over a decade. She seems to have not noticed you.::
wherethemiceare: (The Beast That Cried "Cat"; Heart of the)

[Option 1]

[personal profile] wherethemiceare 2026-01-27 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
::Toddles towards the crater, with a stick in hand, in a cute outfit that is very shiny sparkly.

She's come to poke whatever's in the crater.::
knowinginthedark: (SIGHHH)

Re: [Event Choice 1]

[personal profile] knowinginthedark 2026-01-27 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
*... hangs his head immediately. that is definitely not an alien!*

Okay, maybe it's still too soon to greet our intergalactic friends...
last_sundust: (What Is This Nonsense)

Re: [Option 2]

[personal profile] last_sundust 2026-01-27 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
::Turns, pauses, considers, thinks.::

... Long or short term visit this time, oh Shard of Disaster?
knowinginthedark: (Not Saying It)

Re: [Event Choice 1]

[personal profile] knowinginthedark 2026-01-27 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
*because he definitely knows you! he gives a heavy sigh*

No, no, it's fine, you don't have to comfort me with soft lies. One day they'll finally visit us and I'll have proof of their visages with my own eyes.
wherethemiceare: (I Have A Suggestion)

Re: [Option 1]

[personal profile] wherethemiceare 2026-01-27 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
... Give me a second. I'm like having a total mental seizure.

::Beat.::

Oh, hey. Trena.

::Hops down and pokes you with her stick anyways.::
Edited 2026-01-27 03:50 (UTC)

Re: [Option 2]

[personal profile] last_sundust 2026-01-27 04:17 am (UTC)(link)


We should do a refresher course. And you are of course welcome at my home, Trendafilka Adelina Cardozo.

::Turns, pondering the Vending Machine.::

I have so much trouble with these things...
wherethemiceare: (The Answer is Swordfish)

Re: [Option 1]

[personal profile] wherethemiceare 2026-01-27 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Yes. Like I had to pull out a bunch of info I swept under a carpet... and shoved in a filing cabinet. Locked in a dungeon.

::Ponders.::

Re: [Option 2]

[personal profile] last_sundust 2026-01-27 04:30 am (UTC)(link)


Since it is the new year, I have wanted to try and orange soda. As an orange is a symbol of the new year. A symbol of hope and renewal.

If you can get me that, you will be quite welcome in my domicile, my dear niece.

::Tilts her entire body.::
knowinginthedark: (It won't bite)

Re: [Event Choice 1]

[personal profile] knowinginthedark 2026-01-27 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, yes, the dragon cycle. We all know that. Eventually all will be dragons, it's step infinity.

*he straightens himself up*

Why did you make a crater, anyway?
last_sundust: (Must I?)

Re: [Option 2]

[personal profile] last_sundust 2026-01-27 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
::Picks it out of the machine.::

You are younger than me and are relatively a child, my dear ward.

Niece seems most reasonable for any and all's sanity.

wherethemiceare: (Please Don't Ask)

Re: [Option 1]

[personal profile] wherethemiceare 2026-01-27 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
... Oh. I kinda get it?

... Do you need help?

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