Hi! My name is Astral! My father was a Rocket Scientist and my mother was a Tarot Card Reader. Most of my childhood was spent watching Star Trek, E.T., Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Star Wars, and playing Space Invaders on my Atari. In school, I studied many science-related subjects because I was intrigued by the whole idea of space travel that I decided to volunteer for a program N.A.S.A. invented for exceptional students, like me, called ‘Moonbeam’. In this program, we trained in a simulator that gave us some idea of what it felt like to be weightless and discover the feeling of floating without the weight of gravity burdening us. After training, we developed some skills concerning working with objects that floated around in our capsule. Anyways, they launched us in a glitter-covered rocket, designed to identify us as the pretty nerdy girls, and on our way back from the moon, our rocket ship malfunctioned and collapsed some 500 feet from the earth’s surface (I’m guessing). There must have been an escape hatch on the rocket that automatically opened upon experiencing trauma. All I remember is waking up all battered, bruised, and naked. My clothes disintegrated or were burned off my body during the ordeal…maybe the wind whipped them off…I don’t know. But it was awful! As Bognetta was taking her morning walk past her favorite flowers, that she forgot to stop to smell, she discovered me and decided I deserved a fresh, new beginning. Now, I travel to various schools to give hope to all the upcoming
students studying the sciences. They seem to like my purple hair. Please help make this world a better place by helping my friends become clothed, warm, and happy. Give the machine what it wants (whatever machine that may be), keep the greasy side down, and keep your eyes on the prize (whatever you consider to be rewarding)
Mahalo! (Thank You!)
Home Girl B.
ASTRAL (DOLL ONLY)