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Character Number: 2

Character: Roxy Lalonde
Fandom: MS Paint Adventures: Homestuck

Personality: Roxy is a pretty cool chick whose personality is often (unfairly) classified as "drunken comic relief lol!!!" Don't get me wrong, it's Homestuck, so every character has some level of hilarity attached; however, there's a lot more to Roxy than first impressions. So, let's break this shit down:

1) She is one sassyass motherfucker. Her sass levels are OFF THE CHARTZZ dog, you wouldn't even believe it. As all the alpha kids, they've got some resemblances to their beta children/parents. In this case, Roxy takes a lot after Dave through her rambling analogies and strange metaphors that never fucking end. This is assisted by the fact that she is usually drunk off her ass, which means a lot of the time, people are just simply confused by her bullshit (ex. Calliope when Roxy was setting up the game, Dirk for all of her babydrama fantasies, Jane with pretty much everything though she's pretty chill for playing along).

2) Roxy is pretty fuckin' hip. Her room is littered with her interests-- cats, wizard plushes, pink, fenestrated walls, sciencey shit, and old school video games. She's a girl and a gamer, so what???? Roxy's also skillful at writing code for computers, regardless of how much she downplays it (she tells Calliope she's got the mad hacker skills to download things off the internet, but she was able to code a virus to blow the shit out of Jane's computer; she knows what she's doing).

3) She, a bit obsessively, cares a lot about her friends. A lot of her conversations have revolved around the drama that is the ENGLISH SWEEPSTAKES or whatever bullshit misspelling of that she chooses to type. It's where pretty much everyone except herself has a massive crush on Jake English, and Jake is dumb as a brick, so he doesn't notice this shit. Which prompts Roxy to get her nose in on all this drama, which consists of her finding out about Dirk wanting to confess his feelings, trying to prompt Jane into confessing her feelings before he does, and then telling Jake to talk to Jane over feelings, which results in Jane completely blowing him off because she is A TIGHTASS OF EPIC PROPORTIONS.

We also see this through her conversations with Calliope. While she's definitely pretty pushy about wanting to get spoilers about her future from Calliope, and she pushes it pretty far, she still backs down when Calliope says it makes her uncomfortable. Also, we see her caring when dealing with the Carapaces that live around her. Even the ones threatening and attacking her, she can't bring herself to fight, because she views them as desperate and hungry (which they are). Dirk explains that they probably raised her, and we know in her youth she stole pumpkins from Jake and Jane to feed them, so she obviously feels a strong connection with them. When the fire breaks out, she tries to save as many as she can, despite a terrible hangover the size of Alaska.

Basically, she cares a lot. A ridiculous fuckton of caring is what occurs here. However, all that caring often leads to... She's obviously very emotionally involved in her friends and their lives, and obviously wants to help them out, but her methods of doing so aren't the best.

4) Her fucking things up from time to time. Comparatively speaking, while Dirk is the planning and brains of the operation (even to the point of detriment and keeping his friends in the dark), Roxy is the action and emotion-acting part (yet again, even to the point of detriment). Early on, she refuses to play the game because she's convinced she can gain some petty satisfaction in not giving into the "Batterwitch's" plans. Even when she recognizes it as a petty feeling, and even if she realizes that she can meet her mother, she still doesn't want to play, and eventually sends Jane a virus to blow up her computer and turn her off the game. However, soon after, Roxy regrets the shit out of that, but instead of actively telling Jane that what she sent her was a virus, she talks to AR instead, explaining to him that if she told Jane the truth, Jane would think she was a shitty friend. Not surprisingly, Jane ran the virus and had the shit blown out of her house. Despite the fact that telling a friend that you gave them something that would blow up their computer and actually letting them blow up their computer are significantly different in their harms, Roxy acted more on emotion than logic.

Her drinking is another aspect of life where she acts before thinking. She starts the day by getting totally drunk, despite telling Jane that she would play SBURB with her that day. From what Jane's narration explained, it seemed like Roxy drinking and forgetting to show up on time for shit was a typical and completely expected thing. Even later on, she starts questioning the logic of drinking so early when she knew shit was happening that day.

5) Roxy is pretty fucking lonely. Honestly, this fuels a lot of her behavior, especially when it comes to the overprotectiveness of her friends. She's one of two humans left on earth, isolated in the future with a race of very friendly, but not too smart aliens, with very few people to communicate with. There's a bit of bitterness with her mom, from about 400 years in the past, but there's also a lot of idolization and fascination. Roxy knows about Rose's magic shit, loves her books, but still feels a little bit abandoned by her, which manifests itself through Roxy's drinking.

She admits to Jane how she's attempted to transporwhateverfuckingHomestuckterminology Jane to the future for hangout times, which 1) reemphasizes her whole acting before thinking thing, and 2) shows how desperate she is to hang out with her friends and shit.

History: slam bam thank u ma'am

Timeline: After not escaping the Red Miles.

Abilities: Like all Homestucks, she's got a Sylladex, which is a crazy ass way to catalog all the crap she picks up over time. Her fetch style is "Message in a Bottle," where shit placed into a Captchalogue Card, which is then shrunken down and placed into a small, grey bottles, that are then stored in a large grey cabinet. To get her shit back out, she has to break the bottle. It's, like, super confusing. Whatever, DON'T QUESTION IT.

As a player of SBURB, Roxy is the Rogue of Void, which is a pretty baller thing to be, even if Roxy doesn't understand it. Her aspect of Void has a massive influence on her life and the abilities for others to observe it. Calliope realized that the more sober Roxy is, the less likely she'll be able to watch her or her friend's timelines. However, the more drunk she is, the more prone to wandering through the Furthest Ring, where the Horrorterrors and dreambubbles lurk. It means, 1) she's hidden, and as Dirk described it, safe from all the political drama assassinations happening on Prospit and Derse, and 2) she's the first to really make contact with the original Earth game session, even if she only saw Rose for a brief moment before waking.

In Demeleier, her Void abilities will apply to the mirrors-- that shit will just not work for her, unless she's drunk.

Roxy is also pretty good at rockin' it with a gun, especially motherfuckin' laser guns. But she also has Fistkind in her Strife Portfolio, explained as: "You try to stay as sharp as possible in unarmed combat, because you never know when you'll get ambushed. It's dangerous out there." Damn straight it is, son.

Inventory: Vodka, mutant dead cats encased in a glass-like material, the first six books of the COMPLACENCY OF THE LEARNED series, Jake's private journal, and Roxy's own private journal for writing.

Link to an image of the character: party all night every night

Prose Sample: It's surprising how loud a fire can be. In her mom's books, it was described as a "roar," but honestly, Roxy would define it differently. She'd start with the heat, the key defining feature of her whole fire experience. It's hot, and she can feel the wind latching onto her mother's scarf and pulling and carapacian hands more fascinated with the cloth on their bodies than the fires threatening to consume their homes. It doesn't help that she's getting a million messages from everyone she's ever communicated with online, or that her head is throbbing, and everything's too bright, and these stupid carapacian chucklefucks keep forgetting to follow her to safety, and everyone is just generally ridiculously confused. So maybe fires could be described in terms of not making any bit of fucking sense at all.

Screw the heat and the roar and the reddish shades of dumb-- her head hurts, and she's sweating water she doesn't have to spare, and about 3/5ths of her wants to throw up everything she's consumed in the last five years. That's how a fire should be defined. As a neverending need to vomit, coupled with the need to perform heroic acts of leading people to safety that are less heroic and more not being the universe's biggest asshole. Roxy briefly wonders if she can get the cats out of the lab before the fires get to them, and after she's taken several steps in that direction, her brain finally catches up through the urgency of her friend's messages: Jane's already trying to connect her into the game, and AR's encouragement of actually following the fucking planz ring true in her clouded and throbbing mind. She's got to get them in the game, they've got to get her in the game, and everything will hopefully work itself out (everything will also hopefully include a trigenerational Lalonde party with plenty of booze).

So she passes out buckets full of water like it's everyone's wriggling day to give the Carapaces something to do while Roxy saves the day. These fires gotta go out somehow, and there are intense computering activities that call for Roxy's attention.

Journal Sample:

[ Someone is attempting to use her mirror. But it keeps blacking out, and while there are a few flashes of blonde hair, it's hardly enough to identify the girl. After a few moments of this, she seems to realize that her mirror is no ordinary looking glass. Which is evident as the picture fades in and out, there's a lot of tapping, shaking, and: ]

C'mon you reflecty-- [ The mirror blacks out. While it's hard to understand her due to mirror issues, it's equally impossible because it sounds like she's slurring. Hardcore. ]--nopolies on sercets and myste-- [ black ] --wed by the Ro X-X-X to the Y federa-- [ black ]--uck is goping on an-- [ black ]--tion of the nearest booze cruis--[ black. This time, the girl does not come back. Whether by choice or her inability to mirror, you decide. Here's a hint, though: it's not by choice. ]

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