[Reblogged On 11/12/21]

[Reblogged on 11/12/21]

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I’d love to do something- not sure about the plot yet, but i love angela contending with scientists of different ethics

[Answered on 11/12/20]

First of all, hello 🥺. I didn't expect to get an ask from you. I love your blog! I'm really sorry for leaving over a year between your ask and my actual answer; I've been doing college stuffs! Second, I would love to do something with you! If you ever get the urge to do some stuff with Angela and the local Dutchman! Thank you so much for the ask!

[Posted on 08/06/20]

[Posted on 07/02/20]

Hello, hello! Stardust here to share a roleplay response I wrote yesterday for a Sigmoira roleplay I've been doing! For a little context, Moira is performing Siebren's initial interview, and she requests that he elaborate on the black hole incident. I was really really proud of how this reply turned out and thought I'd share it! If anyone's wondering, the reply is 4,779 characters and 859 words long. It was really fun to write and I hope you all find it entertaining!

Siebren's heart drops when she says she'd need him to elaborate about the black hole incident. He'd been hoping she wouldn't ask him to do this but alas. He nods as she speaks before taking a deep breath and sighing.

"Very well. Allow me to explain..."

Siebren then begins to recount the day when his life was forever changed...

— — —

That day two weeks into Siebren's team's stay on the International Space Station had begun just like any other. Everyone had been woken up at the crack of dawn to perform their chores, but today was special. The team's final goal on the ISS was to conduct a gravity experiment that could quite possibly change the course of human history, and today was the date of that experiment. The lead scientist, Dr. Siebren de Kuiper, had been awake far earlier than his colleagues so when they shambled into the cafeteria for coffee he simply chuckled.

"Well good morning, sleepy heads. Wonderful to see you all finally awake! We do know what day it is today, yes?"

One of his groggy companions groans and begins to think. She sighs.

"It's Monday, I think? Why?"

"No, no. I mean what the date is."

One of his other companions pipes up, still in his tired daze.

"It's the 20th."

Siebren sighs tiredly. Had they really forgotten the meaning of today? Had the history they were going to make on this very date slipped their minds?

"It's the day of our gravitic experiment! Today we'll be making history!"

Siebren spoke with such excitement and vitality but his colleagues don't seem to mirror it; they all tiredly get their coffee and shamble off to their chores. The Dutchman sighs before going off to begin the preparations for the experiment later that day.

— — —

At this point in his account, Siebren takes a moment and pauses. His hands were shaking, and he could hear his heart beating in his ears. He takes a slow, deep breath and exhales. He mutters for a moment.

"Hold it together. Hold it... together."

Having recollected himself, he continues his account of the events of that day.

— — —

It was now afternoon and all of the chores had been completed and preparations were done. It was now time for the gravitic experiment that served as the team's final goal. As Siebren slowly made his way through the many corridors that lead to the testing chamber, he quietly muttered to himself; he had been assuring himself since his first waking moment that this day was when he and his colleagues would go down in history. A sinking feeling sat in the Dutchman's chest that screamed that something was going to go wrong. He stops in front of the chamber designated for the experiment and takes a deep breath.

"Time to make history."

Siebren was in fact going to make history today simply not in the way he expected.

— — —

Siebren suddenly stops speaking for a moment. His hands were at either side of his head, his fingers pressing into his temples. His melody was growing in volume the longer he went on. He was trembling and his breathing had turned shallow and ragged. The tall male was in almost an upright fetal position with his head down, close to his body. At this point in the account, it would've been a good idea to stop him but before an objection can even be made, he draws one more ragged breath and continues to speak.

— — —

Everything was going as planned in the beginning. The experiment was playing out at a reasonable pace and nothing had gone awry just yet. Siebren sighs as all of this occurs; maybe that feeling from earlier was simply his nerves? Moments after the thought passes through his mind, everything changes. The field containing the experiment began to fail. The Dutchman desperately begins trying to figure out the cause. The brief formation of a black hole occurs just before he can do so, exposing him to its extreme power.

— — —

A scream tears out of the Dutchman's throat as the memory returns to him. In a matter of seconds, the room is sent into zero-g's. The table between the astrophysicist and the biologist and their chairs lift. The objects in the room drop right back to the ground. Quiet sobs leave the male before suddenly stopping. Siebren falls completely silent, unmoving. Had his quiet gasps for air not been audible, one could've assumed he'd stopped breathing all together.

All of a sudden, Moira is thrown back from her chair and pinned against the wall behind her by some unseen force. The Dutchman's very frightened and submissive posture shifts; slowly his hands move to rest on the table and his back straightens. The once confused expression that had been plastered over Siebren's face had turned to a cold, menacing one. He scoffs a bit and when he speaks it's quite obviously /not/ Siebren.

"I was certain my distrust of you was well placed and it seems you've confirmed my hypothesis..."

This. This was Subject Sigma.

[Posted on 07/06/20]

Hey psst. Hey you. I have something I wanna tell you, come here...

Yes, my Ask Box is open! If you'd like to perhaps drop me an Ask, I'd be happy to answer them! And if you can't drop me an ask, I'd really appreciate you reblogging this post so this can get around and maybe someone else can drop me one? Of course, you don't have to; it's just a suggestion! Anyway, I appreciate your time and I hope you have a lovely day / night!

What kind of relaxation headcanons do you have for Sigma? I really like your take on the character and I'd love to know more ;w;

[Answered on 07/18/20]

Pyro, hey! I appreciate you sending me an ask! Great to know you enjoy my portrayal of gravity grandpa uwu! You're not here to hear me babble though so I'll go ahead and get straight to the answers!

R e l a x

Probably the most obvious, but most definitely Siebren's favorite, is stargazing. There's something inherently calming about the beauty of space and its vastness. If he were given the chance, the Dutchman would simply kick back in zero g's and watch the night sky until dawn.

Another obvious one is listening to music. Music serves as an escape for most people but for the astrophysicist it means so much more. Siebren has an affinity for classical (specifically piano pieces but he enjoys full orchestra as well) and old, 2000's pop. Shockingly, Sigma has different tastes than Siebren; Sigma does also enjoy classical but he prefers the sad rock songs over pop.

Reading is another one of Siebren's favorite things to do to relax. As I've already mentioned in a previous ask, he enjoys sci-fi and space themed novels in terms of fiction and astrophysics based books for non. At the moment, he's reading a trilogy called "The Movement".

And last but most certainly not least is cuddling. As I've mentioned in a previous ask, Siebren is extremely touch starved. Knowing that there's a physical person in his arms that he can touch and hold is a very calming sensation. His broken psyche churns his thoughts and constantly creates things he knows are not there, so knowing that at least one thing is real is grounding and relaxing for him. And we all know who'd be happy to cuddle with our gravity man. *cough* Moira *cough*