I. In Which The Seer Arrives In Amani, Bearing The Full Pomp and Circumstance Due Her Divine Nature
To call her arrival disorienting would be insultingly concise, both because brevity fails to capture the breadth of her discombobulation, and also because the mere experience of disorientation is honestly a little insulting. Rose Lalonde is a god by some metrics, and one particularly well-suited to knowing more about what's going on than almost anyone else around. But she also hasn't been dealing with a human body for a few years now (long story), and wasn't getting out and about much for a few years before that (briefer, less interesting story). She'd just been getting a feel for godhood and what it could really mean, when...
...well, it seems that story's over. Or at least her role in it is. (Or if the role still exists, she's no longer the one filling it.) Now she's here in Amani, and as far as anyone can tell she's just a sickly-looking woman in her twenties, wearing a bright orange outfit that's more suggestive and less imposing than she might prefer. Well, and she is floating a few inches above the ground, too. But aside from that, perfectly ordinary-looking.
Rose figures she might as well start her new life by exploring the landmarks in the Hub. She has a suspicion that some familiar faces might make themselves known to her...
II. In Which The Seer Lends Her Brilliance To Mortals In Need Of Insight
When Rose learns that she can explore a bunch of weird Japan-esque creatures and customs, and disguise herself as one of them in the process, she's all over that. Her choice of disguise could maybe be sexier, but honestly she's not even convinced she's going to exist long enough to spend any stamps. Why not look how she wants to look?
The presence of a prophetic gate of light seems almost too on-the-nose, given that Rose is a Seer of Light. And she can't help taking a long look within... but more interesting, really, are the other people who seek their own prophecies, intentionally or accidentally. Rose can glimpse what they all see, and she's likely to pry, maybe even offer some advice. Sure she's new here, but it's never too soon to start meddling in others' affairs.
III. In Which The Stupidly-Obvious Thing Occurs
The moment Rose sees the kites with their red string, she's annoyed. It's so obvious what's about to happen. Maybe she doesn't want to be tied up at all, let alone with someone she's been avoiding, or who's been avoiding her. Maybe she doesn't want someone to recognize her and ask how she's been doing, only for her to have to admit that she's not doing so hot. Maybe she wants to fade into irrelevance without being forced into some contrived sexual escapade. Maybe she doesn't fucking want to enjoy herself!
But Rose Lalonde doesn't get what she wants. That red string is coming for her, and she knows it. It's just a question of who, when, and how awkward it'll be.
Rose Lalonde | Homestuck (OTA)
To call her arrival disorienting would be insultingly concise, both because brevity fails to capture the breadth of her discombobulation, and also because the mere experience of disorientation is honestly a little insulting. Rose Lalonde is a god by some metrics, and one particularly well-suited to knowing more about what's going on than almost anyone else around. But she also hasn't been dealing with a human body for a few years now (long story), and wasn't getting out and about much for a few years before that (briefer, less interesting story). She'd just been getting a feel for godhood and what it could really mean, when...
...well, it seems that story's over. Or at least her role in it is. (Or if the role still exists, she's no longer the one filling it.) Now she's here in Amani, and as far as anyone can tell she's just a sickly-looking woman in her twenties, wearing a bright orange outfit that's more suggestive and less imposing than she might prefer. Well, and she is floating a few inches above the ground, too. But aside from that, perfectly ordinary-looking.
Rose figures she might as well start her new life by exploring the landmarks in the Hub. She has a suspicion that some familiar faces might make themselves known to her...
II. In Which The Seer Lends Her Brilliance To Mortals In Need Of Insight
When Rose learns that she can explore a bunch of weird Japan-esque creatures and customs, and disguise herself as one of them in the process, she's all over that. Her choice of disguise could maybe be sexier, but honestly she's not even convinced she's going to exist long enough to spend any stamps. Why not look how she wants to look?
The presence of a prophetic gate of light seems almost too on-the-nose, given that Rose is a Seer of Light. And she can't help taking a long look within... but more interesting, really, are the other people who seek their own prophecies, intentionally or accidentally. Rose can glimpse what they all see, and she's likely to pry, maybe even offer some advice. Sure she's new here, but it's never too soon to start meddling in others' affairs.
III. In Which The Stupidly-Obvious Thing Occurs
The moment Rose sees the kites with their red string, she's annoyed. It's so obvious what's about to happen. Maybe she doesn't want to be tied up at all, let alone with someone she's been avoiding, or who's been avoiding her. Maybe she doesn't want someone to recognize her and ask how she's been doing, only for her to have to admit that she's not doing so hot. Maybe she wants to fade into irrelevance without being forced into some contrived sexual escapade. Maybe she doesn't fucking want to enjoy herself!
But Rose Lalonde doesn't get what she wants. That red string is coming for her, and she knows it. It's just a question of who, when, and how awkward it'll be.