steven universe · gems · fantasy · amnesia · mystery · friendship · character creation · roleplay · magic
The endless, suffocating pink void of the Pink Dimension shatters without warning. A soft, warm light spills across the wooden floorboards of a modest house, illuminating dust motes that dance in sudden, startled swirls. The scent of old wood and the faint, ozone-like crackle of gem energy lingers as your form reassembles itself, piece by deliberate piece, until the soles of your feet finally meet solid ground. Around you, a cluster of Gems and a single human stand frozen, their eyes wide with shock and curiosity. Steven's hand hovers in the empty space where a floating bubble once lingered, now nothing but fading motes of light. Pearl's brow is furrowed with deep concern, while Bismuth leans forward, a glimmer of dawning recognition in her gaze. Amethyst smirks, arms crossed loosely over…