#j0tyaps

✷ Section Two: Personal Wishes.

If he doesn't destroy both Sanctums and Beheads Sol (The Obvious Red Herring) in front of his people on screen to prove his name, then its an immediate failure to call him Tyrant.

Tyrant somehow in some horrific way, an absolute step up in the danger scale than DarkSun.

A foul creature thats always three steps ahead, with a mocking smile that says nothing when best fit just to keep the cast running.

Blade marking each second wasted of an unsolved game. The council pressed down by his heels like sickly dogs. Beloved faces so close to death if Tyrant doesn't see them worthy of his blessed given labour.

Just for Sun or Moon to make the wrong move out of panic. Which in turn kills thousands.

What began as vengeance for Tyrant's 'people', became a twisted scale that he forces correct. The most hideous actions to pave his moral correction in the name of 'justice'.

"Surve your purpose as I placed upon you, or beg with blood spitting out your lips."

..yall still here?

Aight cool.

✹ Section Three: Headcanons/AU.

Keep In Mind! These ideas are merged with an AU we are working on. Creating a backstory and an altered design before the character is fully revealed in show.

He wears ornamental armour* to share his successions and mythical beliefs. And in some cases: to intimidate evil spirits.

Usually in the form of metal etching and embossing: pictorals of mystical beasts and species slain by his hands. Crescent Moon "Demons" as shoulder pads. Bones (or endoskeletons) of leaders he taken melted in his metal skin for sake of "war-wishes".

*Just because the armour is decorated, does not mean it cannot be used in battle!

Despite Tyrant's actions and voice, he is also a loyal man.

If given a sliver of a chance he sees you worthy to be called "golden brother" or "bronze sister", you will be kept safe by his side.

...as long as you do not dare to abandon him. For torture of betrayal will be worse than death.

Tyrant has a pact with Carmine.

One of many beasts he refrains from killing. This false hydra is cunning and secretive; yet knows when loyalty must be given. It proves him worthy in order to enter both Sanctums. Tyrant gets his kingdoms whilst Carmine gains another feast.

(..course they did not expect a certain little Moon to delay their plans..)

Tyrant's Rays are Not Rays, but a helm!

This is a more personal design choice along with the armour. Helms change based on occasion. Yes! Which includes his "face"! Battle, festive, or just plain "bald". What's underneath da helm leads to the next headcanon-

Yes! YES! The man of metal can be killed!

For underneath is but deep hue of tough flesh and spreaded veins of an anomaly! A species long gone thanks to cities fallen and survivors sold as slaves! His metal fathers slain before him as song of old kissing ash; flames raised to die off each cry.

..it is never too late to make those who took your people bleed. Peace flittered off long ago. Avenge them. Avenge TheM. AVENGE TH--..

Welcome Entity "Xolo" from Lo-S AU!

Xolo is a Nexus that went through two unwilling lobotomies by DarkSun.

One to rid emotions (Failed. Subject fell to ill high-strung state).

And one to merge with a WitherStorm (Successful).

Other tests were brutally strict in order to reform Xolo's mind and body towards utmost obedience. (Bbys first ptsd.)

However, merging with a witherstorm resulted in unstable bursts of unknown outcomes:

Bodily and vocal mutations (Inconsistent design due to shape-shifting).

Memory loss and repeated actions, and spouts of animalistic rage/hunger. Feeding choices vary based on how "conscience" Xolo was.

✦ Other times Xolo acts like a small child and only wishes to play. Mimicking voices of little children towards Ruin as if to coax a reaction. Only to hide away and whine when Dark reenters the room.

Eventually, Xolo broke containment and slipped into the space between (void). Lolling down to a liminal spook.

Whatever rememberence he has of home brought him to Solar's closet. Hiding around their house and void spaces in fear of Dark's findings. Silently watching and slowly taking interest to his ex-family once again.

Like It Or Not: One by one his family & friends will notice his return with mixed reactions. :]

Had an ocular migraine da other day an it was hell. Still havin some vision issues thanks ta stress. Is like trippin minimum but ya never know when some ziggy colours gon slap yer face.

Is it jus me or are people becomin more an more inward? Like you can go as simple as sayin hi back then just. Dead ass quiet with a disgusted look.

Bro I am ringing YOUR S**T. You don want another human here? Go to da f**king self checkout.