┌──── •✧• ─ └─ ✦ styx ‘ a river in the underworld, over which the souls of the dead were ferried by charon, and by which the gods swore their most solemn oaths. ’ ─ identity ─ ❝ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᶦˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶜᵉᵃⁿ, ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒˡᵒʳˢ ❞ pronouns ✦ he/him gender ✦ transgender sexuality ✦ gay like every character i have /j ─ home ─ ❝ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᶦˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶜᵉᵃⁿ. ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒᶜᵉᵃⁿ. ❞ residence ✦ the providence former residence(s) ✦ n/a affliction ✦ providence kit past affliction(s) ✦ n/a ─ personality ─ ❝ ˢᶜʳᶦᵖᵗᵉᵈ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗ ᵖᵉᵗᵃˡˢ ᵍʳᵒʷ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉⁿᵗʷᶦⁿᵉ ❞ demeanor ✦ tired, shrimp posture tone ✦ pessimistic first impression ✦ never awake, but a gentle fellow traits ✦ [ + ] sweet, selfless, understanding, generous, open-minded [ = ] peaceful, aimless, romantic, shy, unorthodox, sensitive [ - ] cowardly, clumsy, overly-trusting, oblivious, nosy, fretful long version ✦ ✦ *"We sat at the edge of the forest, Musing on life As we watched the world pass by We were the moment, Nowhere to go, Nothing to do But simply be."* Take his hand and dance this night away — tiptoe through the blooming fields of orchids and gardens of cosmos with him. *Then, the night will be yours and his alone.* Watch him laugh, a secret kiss shared between two. His expressions, even the most subtle ones, are woven like rainbows, each and every crinkle defining a priceless moment in time. Why tell him he’s the sun to your unparalleled night when he is incandesce stardust breathed upon by the light of eventide? Fragile as he might be, *porcelain alone* is not enough to build a house of cards, that of which a serene melancholy reverberates through him, likewise to a late-night symphony. Can you hear the call of Genesis, little one? *Listen, closely.* ✦ *"She dipped her wings in ink To cover up her scars And wrote her story in the sky, Her words lit up like stars."* O children of the stars, lo and behold: be the sun, moon, or twinkling stars fashioned to life, know not an ocean of tears — instead, remember the memories made along the way. Titan. Calypso. Helios. Orbit. Io. And last, but not least, little Styx, a star-touched child. By definition, he is an outlier — *a dying star * in the face of Mother Nature’s deadly elements. The unknown is dangerous; he has always been warned of this, but some part of himself desperately wishes to be as brave as his siblings. He’ll feel bad if he lets his mama and papa’s expectations down, so he does his absolute best to prove himself worthy of his lineage. *Don’t take Styx’s words too seriously*, he’s an unconventional little guy for sure, but emotions often get the better of him. He frets a little bit too much about other people and neglects looking after his own well-being first. Heed Brother Sun’s call and Sister Spring’s beauty: *"roses are red, violets are blue,"* but which color will this innocent child bloom from the brightest? Yellows and whites are much too extravagant for him, but a touch of baby blue and soft pink is just right, melting into his softspoken features flawlessly. The evening star is the perfect fit for his unconventional image, spiraling in and out of the day and night, polar opposites destined to never touch. *You can only imagine the sun and moon together under the same sky.* Regretfully, life is but a merry dream — the elders will point fingers and scoff, laughing it off until doomsday, but little Styx wonders just how unorthodox he can be. He’s no stranger to being called a maverick of displays. Insults seem to bounce right off of him, although *sometimes* it is his own obliviousness safeguarding his carefree nature. ✦ *"Promise me not to hide yourself When you’re in pain It’s unfair we laughed together But you cried alone."* What *Genesis* doesn’t tell you is a mystery, but what you do know screams at you like scorching flames trailing down your shoulders. If God brought mankind to creation, then it is only fair to embrace God’s other designs. What is there to fear? Mother Nature’s creepy crawlies are his best friends; unlike humanity, they do not shed tears or silence him, for these companions will always listen to the child until the sun’s extinction. Long, late-night conversations with the moon are captivating, but soon as the sun peeks from the horizon, he will share his tale with his newfound friend, and the same vice versa when the moon waves towards the star-touched creature. Although sweet and generous to just about anyone, Styx gets overwhelmed easily, whether it be too many eyes on him or the pressure to do good. His family teaches him what "courage" is, so one day he can speak up for himself too.
“Styx”, is the moniker given to him by the silent yearning that emanates from the heart of the melancholic woods he comes from. Busy as a bee, he works tiredlessly to improve himself and the world around him; his silver eyes are always on the lookout for the first sign of danger, quick to flee like a rabbit. He’s selfless, sweet as sugar, and incapable of doing any wrong. As capable as he can be when he puts his mind to the pedal, little Styx gets burnt-out easily, sleeping peacefully under the afternoon sun until he is reminded of his unfinished work. He miraculously manages to carry himself through the day in a drowsy, half-awake state, ending the day with a subtle smile on his lips. Some say that he is a coward, but the same cannot be said for the stubborn spark daring to challenge the world head on. He is the second shortest, yet third oldest of his siblings, placing him as the middle child of his family along with Orbit. ✦ *"I am homesick for a place I am not sure exists One where my heart is full My body loved And my soul understood."* *Tradgey is not always the end.* Instead, it is the beginning of an newfound chapter in his life. However, distant his mother, Europa may be during the early moons of his life, Styx loves his family with all his heart, pouring in heartfelt dedication and love for each member of his little family. Styx looks up to Pyre more than anyone else; although he doesn’t possess the bravery or intellect of his sister, Calypso or his brother, Helios, he makes up for it as the negotiator and peacekeeper of the six. He hates to see fights or any form of violence break out, stepping in with his own gentle words in hopes of stopping a spat before it gets worse. If that doesn’t work, Styx will retreat to his lofty abode, *hidden away from the naked eye.* ─ appearance ─ ❝ ᶦᵐᵐᵒʳᵗᵃˡᶦᶻᵉᵈ ᶦⁿ ᵖᵃⁿᵗᵒᵐᶦᵐᵉ, ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒⁿⁿᵉᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵘᵃⁿᶜᵉ ˢᵐᵉˡˡ ❞ description ✦ Gentle waves move back and forth at eventide, resting in the moment yet never truly asleep at the end of the day, instead bringing forth a miraculous night of wonders. Stars dance upon his blues, his melancholic night painting another sun-kissed morning. During the swarm of Green-leaf, the ocean swells are unrelenting but surprisingly gentle. Varities of whites and blues tussle back and forth in a border skirmish, leaving him at a perfect fifty-fifty between the two colors fighting for dominance. What he lacks in height is made up for by his huge heart of gold, waving to passersby warmly with a shy smile upon his cherubic visage. It’s mismatched, but the two colors balance one another out in numerous ways, as can be found on both his right forepaw and the left half of his face. His coat is a blue classic tabby sepia, seemingly capturing his mother's most elegant form in frozen time. Although not usually a figure to be missed, even in a huge crowd, he’s *relatively shorter* than all of his siblings besides his elder sibling, Io. When compared to Calypso or Titan, he’s barely a speck to the naked eye. To be described as "adorable" or "cute" is not uncommon, but he would rather be noticed for his artistic ability than his physical traits. Silver eyes are a big part of what makes his kin stand out from the rest; his own were inherited from his father, Pyre. Aqua splashed on silver, the moment but transcience, conjoined are the ocean tides and blooming cosmos. Although it is mostly exaggerated at his chest, Styx’s entire frame fur is covered with feathery hairs emanating a soft and youthful glow. His tongue is usually hidden when he speaks, but it does not go unnoticed, for it is split from the tip down. On top of his head rest two pairs of ears. mutations ✦ four ears, branch tail / kinked tail, split tongue, bug eyes, heterochromia, wide paws, star fractured, star incarnate, feathery chest genetics ✦ ll RR Rere lplp whwh Bb XoXo dd dmdm Aa mcmc spsp tata bmbm ii wbwb Ee cbcb Wsw acac sfsf Jbjb mm mkmk pdpd. Small. Sec. Aqua eyes. Sec. Silver eyes. Topaz green eyes. Sectoral heterochromia. Lean frame. Ear tufts. Feathery chest. Four ears. Branch tail. Split tongue. Star incarnate. Star fractured. | Bug eyes. Long teeth. Wide paws. ─ family ─ ❝ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘʳᵗʰᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘʳᵉ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸ ❞ mother ✦ europa, the guiding soul father ✦ pyre, the scorching blood siblings ✦ io | helios | orbit | titan | calypso other kin ✦ usiu, hex, hecate, silencedobscurity, evalon's ascendence [ exile ], bane, twilitmalison [ adder meddie ], phantasmpyre, yael, xeraphina, coursing elysian, cherub, hauntingbanshee, arcanecrypt, nightmaricdaydream, wickedcadence, weevil, twelvestrike, justice copperdaughter, juniperflame
