| Full Name:
|| Cressida Star
| Known As:
|| Cress, Dippy, Starkist
| Apparent Age:
|| God and Weed Peddler
|| Chaotic Neutral
|| Bright One|
|| The Lost Pantheon
|| Sentinel Rock
Cressida on Dingos and Babies:
A dingo ate her baby? Cressida just stares at Veronica blankly -- she doesn't get the reference. Maybe she thinks a dingo DID eat her baby and is trying to come up with a socially appropriate response to such a discovery. Socially appropriate! HA! That is something that the star is ill-equipped to wrangle. Assessing the situation, she has to recognize the fact that Veronica doesn't seem terribly upset over her baby being eaten by a dingo. She's all smiles and easiness and toe-wiggles. An answer begins to form. The words are fashioned together. They are delivered to her tongue.
"The baby probably deserved it."
Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight
Have the wish I wish tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Cressida lives out in the woods, in a little hut decorated with knick-knacks and overrun by stray cats. It's hard to say when she showed up -- no one really keeps record of the comings and goings of weirdos out in the forest. She's a friendly sort, a bit out there and dreamy. Might be high. Probably is high. Definitely is high. Most of the time, anyway.
If you give her some money, she will look into your soul. She has a way of knowing what scarred you in the past and she'll help you. She'll give you advice, a little push in the right direction. If nothing else? Sometimes a bit of company is all a person needs. So look for the twisting path in the darkest part of the woods and..
...see what the future holds.
OOC Note: The artwork below is done by the amazing Qing Han and you should bask in all the beauty on Deviant Art
Did you make it back from the land of Oh-no-no? So did she! Come on by, we probably have plenty to talk about.
- Fringe of Society
Cressida is a bit of a weirdo; she marches to the beat of a different drummer. Are you a strange duck, too?
- Glow, Glowier, Glowiest!
What do stars do best? They shine. Cressida has a tendency to glow and the brightness of this seems tied to her emotions -- when she is happy, she shines bright and when she is sad, her light dims. Unfortunately, this is something that she cannot entirely hide and it shows through her mask to a certain extent. She shrugs it off, does what she can to explain it away but it's hard for non-Changelings to not notice that she has a glow about her that defies rational explanation.
- God of .. Something or Other
At the Summer Crowning, Cressida announced to the Freehold that she is a god. A god of what, she did not specify. Now, she was REALLY high at the time so folks might be taking her pronouncement with a large grain of salt but she firmly believes in her godliness. Since then, she has emerged as a member of the Lost Pantheon and her aspect is Death. Death Star! She even has a small group of whackadoo followers who live in a gutted school bus out in the woods near her hut.
- Hand-Shake Enthusiast
Cressida loves shaking hands. Loves. It. She did not have hands for a very, very, very long time (or feet or fingers or toes or a body in general) so she's always very excited to show off her mitts with a good ol' fashioned hand-shake. She's really good at them, too! You'd probably never guess that she's new to having hands.
- Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty
If you ever happen to visit Cressida's lil' hut in the woods, let's hope you are not allergic to cats. She has a ton of them. White ones. Black ones. Orange ones. Brown ones. Lots and lots of cats. Meow? Don't hurt any of them though. She will .. not react well. BEWARE OF CRAZY CAT LADY.
- It's the End of The World and I Feel Fiiiiine
She's a member of the Dusk court -- she has seen too many worlds come to an end to believe this one's fate is going to be any different. Is this any reason to be glum? Hell no. Enjoy the time we have left, my pretties. It's time to party!
- Sensation Junkie
Touch it. Smell it. Taste it. Hear it. Cressida tends to be very touchy-feely-tasty, delighting in the experience of things in whatever form they take.
- Weed Peddler
Do you like weed? So does Cressida! If she isn't high, chances are she will be soon and she always has at least one spare joint on her (check behind the ears!). While she isn't a major supplier, she has a nice little greenhouse going. Need to buy a dimebag? She can hook you up.
Best friend. Very whispery! Don't envy others; you do you. You're my best bud, pal, compadre. *boob honk*
Betrothed. If you can't handle me at my Diddliest, you don't deserve me at my Doodliest -- luckily you can so you do. Let's watch the world burn and meet the End together.
Flirt. Is this what flirting is like? Do I come here often? Yes. *eyebrow waggle*
HANGRY. I do not want to get between you and your next meal!
Neighbor. You wanted to bash my head in with a rock when we first met but we get along much better these days. You are one of my favorite people and your bath is lovely!
Future-Friend. WHY DON'T YOU LIKE ME?! Maybe I just need to twinkle at you harder? I WILL crack this nut...
Motleymate. I lick you and I get high. I <3 you, Motleymate o' mine!
High Priest, Snuggle-Buddy and Confidant. Hum-hum-hum. Talk-talk-talk. Could listen to this one all day, all night. Plus, you can wrangle my crazy followers and you have lovely, lovely drugs. Thank yoooooo. <3
Friend and Project. So shiny! Note to self: does not like drugs. 2nd Note to self: will get to do drugs. Your buddy, Parmu, is my spirit animal. I think literally.
Savior. Rough on the outside hides something softer inside. Miss you. It's confusing.
Pal. You have all the colors -- just like me! And you like weed -- just like me! We are going to be good friends, I can feel it.
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed
Tell me with the Rapture and the reverent in the right, right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
R.E.M. - It's the End of The World
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
They Might Be Giants - Birdhouse In Your Soul