[ If she's being honest, the only reason that Allura hasn't lost her mind at this point is that this... body, this incorporation of her, is not the entirety of her. She knows that multiple realities exist--has been to one and seen how horrible it is--and she knows that being trapped with no recourse and no way to help her friends would break her. Lacking the ability even to check up on them is going to drive her mad, but at least she knows she's still there with them, continuing to fight for freedom.
Sitting in her barren cottage, she sighs as she looks at the communicator she's been given and opens a video feed. ]
To the people of Fable, I bring greetings. I am Allura, princess of the planet Altea and paladin of Voltron. It seems that I am to be your new neighbor. That being the case, please allow me to offer my assistance should you need it. While it seems that my skills as a mechanist won't be necessary here... or as a pilot, or a fighter... ah, I am skilled in Altean alchemy, as well as healing magic. And... well, I can shapeshift, so if you need help reaching something on a high shelf, I can do that as well.
[ Right, so this introduction has fallen rather flat. What good is she without a war to fight? She's still smiling, but her ears droop slightly as she ends the feed. ]
2. Rainsplosion (red/green/blue) Red: [ Without enough time to evade the blast of colorful energy, Allura braces for impact, checking herself for injury once it's washed over her. Nothing unusual or out of place, as far as she can tell. Satisfied that everything is normal, she turns to go back to her cottage, but stops dead in her tracks when she meets eyes with another person--you!
Her body seems to move on its own, and before either of you has a chance to really do anything, she's given you a kiss on the lips.
Clapping her hands over her mouth, her eyes go wide as the strangest sensation overtakes her. Quiznak, what is going on? ]
My goodness, I am so sorry. I don't know what's come over me!
Green: [ The green blast of energy doesn't seem to do any harm to her, but the moment she lets her guard down, something appears out of the shadows: a Galra warrior, huge and horrifying. Gasping, she draws her bayard and readies herself to fight. ]
Everyone, back away! This enemy is extremely dangerous!
[ But another appears, and another, and another, all with glowing eyes and razor sharp claws. Is she going to be able to fight them all on her own? ]
Blue: [ The blue energy blast leaves her no worse for wear, but once it's dissipated, Allura does something extremely uncharacteristic of her: she bursts into tears for no discernable reason. Oh no, oh quiznak, please stop.
Of course, once she's started, she really can't stop. And really, why should she? After all the death and destruction she's seen, after all the loss she's endured, why should she stop crying?
Finding a tree to take shelter under, she sits in its shade and covers her face with her hands, sobbing unconsolably. Can someone help? Please? ]
allura | voltron leggy defender
[ If she's being honest, the only reason that Allura hasn't lost her mind at this point is that this... body, this incorporation of her, is not the entirety of her. She knows that multiple realities exist--has been to one and seen how horrible it is--and she knows that being trapped with no recourse and no way to help her friends would break her. Lacking the ability even to check up on them is going to drive her mad, but at least she knows she's still there with them, continuing to fight for freedom.
Sitting in her barren cottage, she sighs as she looks at the communicator she's been given and opens a video feed. ]
To the people of Fable, I bring greetings. I am Allura, princess of the planet Altea and paladin of Voltron. It seems that I am to be your new neighbor. That being the case, please allow me to offer my assistance should you need it. While it seems that my skills as a mechanist won't be necessary here... or as a pilot, or a fighter... ah, I am skilled in Altean alchemy, as well as healing magic. And... well, I can shapeshift, so if you need help reaching something on a high shelf, I can do that as well.
[ Right, so this introduction has fallen rather flat. What good is she without a war to fight? She's still smiling, but her ears droop slightly as she ends the feed. ]
2. Rainsplosion (red/green/blue)
Red:
[ Without enough time to evade the blast of colorful energy, Allura braces for impact, checking herself for injury once it's washed over her. Nothing unusual or out of place, as far as she can tell. Satisfied that everything is normal, she turns to go back to her cottage, but stops dead in her tracks when she meets eyes with another person--you!
Her body seems to move on its own, and before either of you has a chance to really do anything, she's given you a kiss on the lips.
Clapping her hands over her mouth, her eyes go wide as the strangest sensation overtakes her. Quiznak, what is going on? ]
My goodness, I am so sorry. I don't know what's come over me!
Green:
[ The green blast of energy doesn't seem to do any harm to her, but the moment she lets her guard down, something appears out of the shadows: a Galra warrior, huge and horrifying. Gasping, she draws her bayard and readies herself to fight. ]
Everyone, back away! This enemy is extremely dangerous!
[ But another appears, and another, and another, all with glowing eyes and razor sharp claws. Is she going to be able to fight them all on her own? ]
Blue:
[ The blue energy blast leaves her no worse for wear, but once it's dissipated, Allura does something extremely uncharacteristic of her: she bursts into tears for no discernable reason. Oh no, oh quiznak, please stop.
Of course, once she's started, she really can't stop. And really, why should she? After all the death and destruction she's seen, after all the loss she's endured, why should she stop crying?
Finding a tree to take shelter under, she sits in its shade and covers her face with her hands, sobbing unconsolably. Can someone help? Please? ]
Wildcard
[ Y'all know what to do. ]