#minimind

Hello hello hello! My name is Rowan or Pleo. I'm a traumagenic DID system called The Orchard System. I've seen a post or two referencing polymind people and I would love to learn more!!

In your own words, what does polymind mean?

How is polymind different from a system?

How is polymind different from egostates?

Do your minds have names or do you just call them "the mom," "the worker," "the lover," and that sorta stuff like is referenced on the carrd?

Was your polymind existence voluntary or involuntary?

Why are you polymind if it was voluntary, or what is your understanding/theory on why you're polymind if it's involuntary?

Is it a positive, negative, or neutral experience?

How did you learn about being polymind?

What is your opinion on systems (both traumagenic and endogenic)?

How do you express this identity in your day to day life?

Anything else ya wanna say?

Thank you so much for asking, Rosa-san!

Arms: How do you feel about children, do you want some of your own (or more if you already have some)?

I like children a lot! I might want to have one or two some day, but I’m only fifteen, so not for a long time! 

Bruises: Are you easily hurt?

Not really! I don’t bruise too easily. Although I scared a friend and they hit me in their surprise and I’ve got a little mark now..

Bum: List 3 of your guilty pleasures

1. Staying in bed all Sunday in my pajamas reading manga. 2. Sweets for breakfast when my parents aren’t home.3. Watching silly yuri anime..

Cheeks: Are you easily embarrassed?

Oh my goodness, yes. It stinks, I blush a lot..

Chin: How well do you take criticism?

I think I take it pretty well! No one is perfect, so I try my best to improve!

Clavicle: What is you favourite way to show and receive affection?

Squishy hugs and nose nuzzles, for sure! 

Ears: How often do you eavesdrop?

Rarely. I’m not a nosy person, if people want to tell me stuff then they will and that’s when I want to hear it.

Goosebumps: What scares you the most?

I have astraphobia. I am really scared of storms.. 

Hips: Is there anything you over indulge yourself with?

Choco bananas..

Kidneys: What is your worst habit?

Clicking my nails when I’m anxious. 

Knees: Who was your last crush?

I’m not sure!

Liver: What is your biggest pet peeve?

When people are disrespectful of other people for no reason! You don’t have to like someone, but we’re all people and you should at least be basically decent. 

Lungs: Do you smoke, how do you feel about smoking in general?

Ew, yuck, no! I think smoking is bad for you and a bad idea! 

Mouth: How often do you lie?

I don’t like to lie, so not a lot. I feel really badly when I lie. Trust is important and I don’t want to break trust people put in me! 

Nails: When you’re feeling vulnerable, do you become more defensive or do you take the offensive and lash out?

Defensive sort of. I try to get away from what’s making me feel vulnerable, curl back up in my shell. 

Nose: What is your favourite scent?

Peaches!

Spine: What is your biggest weakness?

Affection and kindness.

Tongue: How many languages can you speak?

Two! English and Japanese!

Veins: What gives you the biggest adrenaline rush?

Hair

Suzume’s hair is her natural color, a really rich, dark brown, and she likes it that shade–although she does occasionally wear wigs in various other colors. Because she is especially good to her hair, it’s very velvety to the touch and rarely has tangles, flowing down to the small of her back in soft lines when not done up in the various manners she enjoys employing to cute it up. Because it grows rather quickly, she gets frequent trims to remove any split ends, adding to how healthy the strands are. Although it requires little styling, Suzume enjoys putting time and effort into the way she looks and often plaits it or does it up in pigtails or high buns. When it is down enough, she almost always has her long locks coming over her shoulders and partly obscuring her (virtually nonexistent) chest. Because she has bangs that are too short to pull back–and prefers it that way as she thinks she has a big forehead–they’re always present on her features, most often swept partially to one side or the other with long pieces framing her pudgy cheeks. 

Eyes

Her eyes are her most notable feature. They’re almost comically wide in her face, guileless and glistening as if she’s on the verge of shedding tears, doll-like and round with just the slightest almond shaping. Despite the fact that they are a darker brown–which for some reason a lot of people seem to believe takes away from the appeal of irises–her eyes are far from mundane, a myriad of different chocolate-hued shades making up the membranes, from a rich cinnamon-honey tone to near-black ringing her pupil. True to her Gemini nature, her eyes tend to be rather polar in the emotion they reflect, either shimmering with the naivety she shows more often than not or gleaming with a striking sort of intelligence and clarity that comes off as almost alien, as if the sweet girl has been hijacked by something else. Befitting their marionette-like nature, her pretty eyes are flanked by thick, jet black lashes that are almost a nuisance, the teen curling them up to keep them from obscuring her vision. Although her large eyes are almost always wide, they come off less as alert and more as awed, enthusiastic and verging on looking dimwitted at times. 

Face

Thunder echoed ominously with a hefty crack and rumble as the storm continued, a whimper escaping the distressed schoolgirl as sweat slicked her thin brow and her muscles tensed. “It’s just a storm, you big baby,” she whispered to herself, the threadiness in her voice doing nothing to soothe Suzume.

It was moments like that one in which she wished she had parents who were nurturing. Parents that were there. She had seen her mother for five days before the business woman was gone again, her father even a shorter period of time. What was it like, she wondered, to feel taken care of, to feel safe? There was really no guessing when it came to why she crumbled under attention and affection—she had been starved of it her entire life, which led to either craving a substitute with all one’s being or shunning it just as tenaciously.

With everything she had, she prayed that someone would come and make her feel protected again. Nothing was worse than being alone and petrified in her own home, or at least nothing she had experienced in her short life. She would give anything to have some white knight come and save her, shelter her.

Nearly an hour had passed with the tired girl locked in her frightened position when the storm began to abate, her stiff form relaxing minutely with every passing minute that she managed unmolested. “If I were a magical girl I wouldn’t be scared right now,” the teen childishly grumbled to herself with a bit of a petulant slant to her plump mouth.

It was into the next day by that point and as silent as her ward of Tokyo ever got. Knowing this, she resigned herself to the need for sleep and returned to her preferred position, slender limbs placed in the exact right fashion for maximum comfort.

Five for Tou-san! Thank you~.

I have a kitten, they’re my favorite animal, although I like all animals a lot!

Because my parents work out of the city and late a lot of the time, they made sure I knew how to cook from a young age so that I could feed myself.

My favorite kind of movie is romance. But the sweet animated comedy kind, not the gross stuff!

I get embarrassed really easily, especially when my voice squeaks, I think I get too excited, so sometimes I stay quiet to avoid embarrassing myself..