Tech Guy: Looks like you managed to get your computer infected with a pretty nasty virus. It’s a worm, so it’s infected quite a good chunk of files. 

Valerian: Sounds bad.

Tech Guy: It sounds worse than it is. It’s not hard to fix, but it’s going to take me a few hours to clean it up. 

Valerian: Take all the time you need. I’m in your debt, Fox.

None of that matters to me though. When I finish all of the duties father has left for me, I can paint. I imagine what it would be like to be in far of places, like the beaches of Peanut Brittle Bay or the desert landscapes of Oatmeal Springs. I slay dragons, tame wolves, and even… have some friends.

Honestly… painting is the only things that kept me going for a long time…

Sounds like a dream, right? I’m pretty much allowed to do whatever I want.

Oh, wait, unless it actually means having a real life, friends, or even experiencing anything outside of this place. 

To an outsider, my life might seem like it’s perfect, but for me? It’s a prison. Almost 18 and I’ve never left the manor grounds except for a handful of times when I was younger. And those… I can’t even remember.

My name is Altair Nova. Yeah, from that Nova family. My father is Valerian Nova, founder of Nova Corporation, the multi-billion dollar company that owns pretty much every part of Waffle Creek.

And someday, that company is going to be all mine. Whether I like it or not…

I’m late to the game but better late than never? This is something I have been wanting to do for a while, so here we go! I am starting up the Berry Pastel Rainbowcy. 

Meet Altair Nova, founder extraordinaire.

Aspiration: Big Happy Family | Creative | Perfectionist | Art Lover –but I guess you already knew that?

Her story will be starting shortly.