My Headcanon/Idea About Halovian Halos
Alright, let's get into it!
So, halovians' halos are not attached to their heads, as we already know and can see clearly with Robin.
Robin with her halo clearly removed from her head to disguise herself.
We can also see in Robin's trailer that they can shine their halos, like gold and any other metal.
Robin getting her halo shined for the cameras. Courtesy of our beloved Sunday ♡
So, this got me thinking. What if the halos are just pieces of metal?
Thinking about it some more, no matter how you look at it, there could be no way they are born with metal hovering over their heads, right? Whether they hatch from an egg or come out live from their mother, it would theoretically be impossible.
Unless, somehow it sprouts up after they are born, this just wouldn't work from a biological standpoint.
So... what if their parents make their halos for them after they are born?
It could be a sentimental and special experience crafting and welding the metal for their new child together, gifting it to them once they are born so they can keep it with them for their whole life.
It would explain why they are removable, can be cleaned and polished, and would add a nice sentimental touch to every halovians' unique halo as it would have been painstakingly crafted from their parents.
This could also add a sort of angst element if you were to create a halovian character without a halo or just with a plain halo.
It could mean that they were abandoned or their parents did not put much care or time into their child and that would be reflected more outwardly that way.
Perhaps a lack of halo could also signify a halovian going against their heritage and abandoning their family themselves. After all, what better way to shun your parents then to rid yourself of the one special gift they gave to you to remember them by?
Omg, I love this thought of mine! I'm so proud of myself here for thinking this up at like 2 in the morning! This is one of my best thoughts I've dreamt up in a hot minute. :3
Rennala deserved so much better.
That's it. That's the post. Just the cold, hard truth.
(Might try to make a fanfic for her later, but idk. I just want her to be happy, man!)
OMG OMG OMG, I MISSED THE DROP, BUT HOLY HELL—
HE'S HERE! At long last, Capitano is here!!
My husband has arrived!! 😍
Don't worry, he'll come home. Trust! 🙏
Whenever I see those mandatory bibles in hotels and such I resist the urge to write gay smut and stick it between the pages like a bookmark.
..What that hand do though? 😏 (I'M SO SORRY FOR MY BEHAVIOR)
I've been eating my words . . . 🥲
I will fucking riot if they kill this man... Don't do it, hoyo.
Do they lay eggs?
No, for real. Do they?
I get that they are more angel than bird, but who's to say angels don't lay eggs either?
Like, come on, Robin is literally named after a bird. Robins are birds, she is a bird.
Sunday is the chicken wing boy. Chickens are birds. I hear myself, I'm really stretching it here.
But do they lay eggs? If so, how large is the egg? Like, actual infant size or maybe just a bit smaller?
Are they born with their halo or do their parents make their halo when they are born and give it to them? After all, their halos aren't attached to them, they can remove them and can shine them like a piece of metal.
If their halos are just pieces of metal that float at the back of the head, does that mean they are magnetic? Can you stick a halovian onto your fridge and they would hover there?
I NEED TO KNOW.
Playing Armored Core 6 and just... thinking.
Thinking about 621 and Rusty possibly cuddling. 621 still wide awake as Rusty lightly breathes in his sleep, nice and slow but still present.
621 listening to Rusty's breathing intently. To his heart beat. Focusing on the warmth of his body heat.
Focusing on how alive Rusty is.
The knowledge his is just alive and well being comforting enough for 621 to finally drift off to sleep as well to the sound of Rusty's hearbeat; a soothing lullaby for 621's ears.
Just thinking about how my interpretation of 621 is probably so insanely traumatized that 621 needs to constantly be checking if the people 621 cares about are truly alive.
About how Rusty holds 621 so closely to his chest as a way of keeping 621 grounded.
About how shaken 621 must have been in that cave, having to fight Rusty. Hearing Rusty call 621 dangerous.
Imagining the thoughts running through 621's head in that moment. No. Anyone but Rusty... I can't fight Rusty– No. Not Rusty too.
Thinking about how 621 probably could have killed Rusty right there, but held back, opting to just damage his AC's enough to make him stop. Even ceasing fire when STEEL HAZE lost its arm, as if 621 was hoping Rusty would just stop, which he did.
..I really need to start writing again...
Oh Queelign... My sweet, bowl cut, mentally ill son. I love you so much <3
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No, family, I'm not searching for names on baby naming sites because I'm pregnant. I'm looking for names for the little characters in my brain that will almost for sure stay inside my head for all eternity and never see the light of day.