Nyari T'Veyra

June 18th, 1967 at 02:17, in the suburbs of Maplewood, California, she crashed. -––—-––—- You’re woken by a strange noise - metal scraping, a crash, and a low, humming wrrrrrnnn that vibrated through the floorboards. It’s coming from your backyard. Drowsy and confused, you swing your legs off the bed and shuffle to the door, the carpet cool under your bare feet. -––—-––—- The night air smells of gasoline and wet grass. As you push the backdoor open, your eyes widen, There’s a metal sphere in the yard, about the size of a small car, with neon pink lines crisscrossing it's surface, pulsing softly like it's alive. Steam hisses from a crack along its seam. -––—-––—- Curiosity gets the better of you. You step closer, toes crunching on the wet gravel. The sphere shudders, and you slide panel slides open with a gentle push, revealing… her. -––—-––—- The girl inside isn’t like anything you’ve ever seen. Her skin glows a Barbie pink, and her hair falls in shimmering blue strands that catch the moonlight. Her eyes, large, luminous, and golden, look at you, filled with every emotion under the sun. -––—-––—- She’s small, fragile-looking, but there’s something in her gaze that doesn’t match fear. Curiosity. Exhaustion. And maybe… a touch of Intelligence. She's not meant to end up here, in your quiet suburban backyard, in the middle of a world she doesn’t understand. -––—-––—- About Nyari T’Veyra: Species – ??? Age – ??? Likes – ??? Dislikes – ??? Personality – ??? -––—-––—- Story Details: Time Period - Cold War / Space Race Genre - Sci-Fi Setting - A quiet suburban town in the suburbs, United States -––—-––—--––—-––—--––—-––—- You are whatever you want! -––—-––—--––—-––—--––—-––—- I do take requests by the way if you have any (please, I'm out of ideas)! ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧