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character questionnaire // sunny

tl;dr // sunny is... not all that sad but also... kinda sad... this got away from me... tw: emotional abuse tw, parental neglect tw, death tw, drugs tw, misgendering tw

BASICS

full name: sunyoung yoo ( SUN (善) - goodness; virtuous / YOUNG (英) - flower / YOO (劉) - family name without any meaning but in Hanja, it can also mean ‘to kill or destroy’ )

nicknames: sunny, artemis

age: 22 (turning 23 this year)

birthday/zodiac sign: september 5th 1994 / virgo

height: 6′1 because someone drank their milk before bed every night and did their jumps and stretches, though this may be subject to change if tiny boy bastien asks for an inch or two. can’t even begin to tell you how much of an advantage it was in all the sports she joined

tattoos/piercings: her ears are pierced but the only pair of earrings she owns are cookie monster ones and even those, she doesn’t really wear much or at all; this armband tattoo on her upper right arm with the hangul letters of her name written on the inside; this tattoo on her lower arm but the big star is replaced by a sun (the sun being apollo and because apollo he is the light of sunny’s life; the moon as sunny; julian as the planet that orbits the two and because it’s adorable like he is; the lightning bolt as morpheus cause they came into her life unexpectedly and they are just as deadly but just as beautiful to witness); this tattoo wrapping around her right wrist she both because loves animals and also in memory of her old dog brandy rip you were a good bitch; the words ‘inhale’ and ‘exhale’ tattooed on the inside of her feet because they were the instructions repeatedly told her in all of the sports she participated in and also what helped get her through her anxiety; honestly she would love to have more done but those are the only ones for now

FAVORITES

sound: wind whistling through the grass and leaves. she really feels the most peaceful when she’s lying on her back in a field, staring up at the sky; day or night, it doesn’t matter, she typically starts when the sun is still high and ends with the moon already up among the stars anyway. sunny loves being barefoot on the grass and feeling it between her toes. if she ever does get around to leaving new york, she would love for it to be somewhere with a lot of space for her to run and hide in, and lot more grass for her to press her ear close to and pretend that they’re singing a song. she also loves any sound any animal makes and will turn to putty whenever tiny puppies yip up at her

color: black, green, yellow. black is more of a personal preference, it’s almost always present in any ensemble she’s in. green relies on constancy: it’s there in her favorite places. yellow because she feels it a part of who she is: sunny, sun, brightness.

person: @apollokarlsson how you doin’? @jullybeans @metamorpheus HIT ME WITH THAT FOUND FAMILY TROPE SHOOT IT STRAIGHT INTO MY VEINS I DON’T CARE

memory: being introduced to apollo. now, she knows that she was a little too young that the details of her memory may not be exactly accurate, but her emotions during and about it are so visceral that she’s convinced there’s really no other version of what happened other than how she remembers it. there was such a beautiful glow about apollo that day, sunny could’ve sworn they were an angel, a halo hovering above their head. this was at the height of her solitude too: her mother had abandoned her, her father worked and was absent more than ever, so that may have contributed to it, but the fact that apollo was quick to take her hand, quick to be a sibling that she never really thought or imagined she would have. a part of her had worried that it was all just for show, that the moment their father and their stepmother left, apollo would switch gears and be someone intimidating - the age gap between them certainly didn’t help - but the kindness that was shown that day never faltered and that really did make life at home so much bearable for sunny. in the blink of an eye, it didn’t matter that none of her athletic accomplishments ever amount to anything for her parents - when apollo saw the trophies and the medals that littered her room, the pride in their eyes more than compensated for it and motivated her to do even better. everything felt that much easier and brighter so when apollo’s problems started catching up to them, it was also the toughest and saddest memory of hers to watch that halo dip into dimness

place: please refer to favorite sound. sunny also loves being in their apartment when both apollo and julian are there, she just loves watching the three of them exist around each other, playful and happy, as though they don’t exist in a world where they’re surrounded by so much danger and misery. if someone had told her before when they were still only dealing to julian that he would end up living with them, sunny would’ve scoffed and said ‘........... okay guy’ but now it’s like. was it ever not like this? simply imagining the alternate reality where julian never moved in and apollo was taken away, leaving her all by herself, well... it’s not fun. her room can also fit in here. it’s sparsely decorated and she also impulsively bought a privacy pop tent that she uses when she’s in a particularly bad mood and wants to - literally and figuratively - black it all out.

vice: does “running to cross the street because she saw someone walking their dog and just had to pet it” count as a vice? she drinks very limitedly to the point where it often feels like the first time again when she finally does, she doesn’t do drugs and she doesn’t smoke - her father did and it was a habit that she hated suffering through when they were together. it’s possible that she does have the vice of being in denial. sunny has the tendency to ignore her problems in favor of being more optimistic and lighthearted, and it has resulted in this slow bubbling of anger inside her that she comes to let out through her athletic pursuits: if you see her aggressively running full pelt down an oval, music blaring through her headphone and her teeth grit. and if she invites you to play soccer with her with her eyebrows furrowed, don’t say yes. if red cards are a thing during friendlies, sunny would be down for the count three times over. it’s tough for her to address the darker issues that cloud her life, opting to let them sort themselves out. when apollo left and it was just her and julian in the apartment, all the unsaid things hovered between them until julian slowly started showing signs that he was going to stand by her through that difficult time. truth be told, sunny had half thought he would want to leave, distance himself from their misfortune, but he stood by her through her ‘i don’t want to talk to anyone or do anything’ phase. when things don’t get solved on their own, sunny just believes in letting it all die down and be forgotten.

HAVE THEY EVER…

been in love: nah. the only time that she’s ever been “romantically involved” with someone was with one of her past teammates in swimming. they were the two most intense members of the team so they trained with each other the most, pushed each other in every race, and somehow, without their even planning it, naturally fell into hanging out with each other afterward, aimlessly wandering the city or catching a movie. it never was explicitly defined, though sunny knew that it was most likely because they didn’t have anyone else to be with. they carried the semblance of being close friends, even had sleepovers some nights and kissed a number of times, but after graduation, it all was still unspoken and they simply parted ways. they still text sometimes, she knows that the other went on to continue swimming, playing for university of georgia. if being in love is something that sunny is capable of or something that she allows herself to be, it may not happen anytime soon

done drugs: only weed, never to excess and very rarely. it’s the remnants of her athletic career during her school years: she’d followed the strict instructions to take care of her body to a tee, so she never really went through that adolescent phase of trying things for the first time with a group of friends, carrying that through to her life after. it was only after she left home and moved in with apollo and dionysus did she get to really be around drugs, but even then she hesitated and was only convinced because she was told it would help with her anxiety. she did terribly with smoking a blunt - she didn’t seal it properly at all and it all came undone when she tried to take a hit; after she fixed it, she then pulled on it too long and gave herself a coughing fit - so pot brownies it is! whoever thought to combine chocolate and weed should obviously be given the nobel prize

killed someone: no, though sunny does acknowledge that she’s probably (read: definitely) capable of it, and has at times felt a certain build up of rage deep within her when it comes to certain people or certain issues. she’s not naive enough to think that it’s beyond her... or anyone, she knows that everyone has that point or that topic where they can just snap, but she does like to think of herself still leaning towards the side of the Universal Good where killing is bad all the time. not that that’s stopped her from trying to learn how to hold and use a gun from morpheus, but that doesn’t instantly mean that she’s going to shoot it or that she’s going to swing a fist. self defense will always be her primary motivation when it comes to this topic... for now. (wink wink nudge nudge future hitman sunny yoo)

betrayed someone’s trust: being able to betray someone’s trust would entail that she forms a lot of connections to begin with, and sunny doesn’t really have that. all the people in her youth were merely passing - teammates, schoolmates, acquaintances - and none of them gave her their full trust to begin with, for betrayal to even be an option. of the handful of people that do reside in her life now, sunny has never once thought of going against them or turning her back on them. once they’ve made it through the difficult phase of becoming close and important to her, she latches on and becomes dangerously selfless and sacrificing for their sake.

had their heart broken: romantically, not really. sunny has never formed that kind of attachment towards someone before. in general though, yes. she can still distinctly remember the first time that she came home with a trophy in hand, still clad in her sweaty track suit and medals slung around her neck. it was easy to forget how painful it had been for her to turn to the stands, searching for their familiar faces and finding none, but in the throes of victory, sunny was quick to forget that. and she shouldn’t have, she really should have taken that as a sign and not expected more. when the three of them sat down to dinner together - one of the rare times that they did, another reason that the occasion should have been a happy one - she’d eagerly presented the trophy to her mother, who barely glanced at it before passing it on, the cogs in her mind turning to come up with a comment. her father looked at the trophy and asked her ‘was there any prize money?’ which caught her by surprise, only able to reply no after a minute of gathering herself. that’s when he told her that it wasn’t really a win if they just gave her a trophy: what good was a trophy? just something to look at, something to show, she couldn’t get anything out of it. then her mother hit her with admonishments: how it would mess up her body, make her look like a man, make her lose her appeal to potential suitors. sunny not only didn’t bother defending herself, but she also apologized and took the trophy back, keeping it by her bedside table for only her to see. in the years following, she never came to expect anything out of them anymore, and any recognition she received were stacked up in her bedroom closet.

lost someone: (tw death) the closest that sunny has come to death is through some of her schoolmates getting into a drunken accident and one of them passing away, there isn’t enough numbers in her family for her to really be able to lose someone with a sense of finality. perhaps the only person that she’s ever really lost - though she doesn’t know if it’s permanently, the woman does have the tendency to flit in and out of people’s lives and steal parts of it with her bUT WHO’S BITTER NOT SUNNY - is her mother, and that isn’t even something that she mourns about (or maybe she’s sad about it but, if you refer to her vice, she’s deeply in denial about it too). for her to lose that relationship means that there was even one to begin with, and though it’s something of a feat for her to think that her mother decided to keep her after her father got her pregnant, that doesn’t really mean that much of anything came afterward, that was the extent of her mother’s maternal instincts. if she goes by gut instinct, sunny is convinced that after her mother ditched a while back without a word of goodbye, she’s likely out of the state or maybe even out of the country, but that doesn’t stop her from worrying that the two of them might cross paths one of these days, especially when she’s near and around the hospital where her mother worked. she could go in and inquire, know for sure, but there’s not really much of a motivation in there for her since she doesn’t see any benefit in knowing. there’s also, of course, apollo, but that’s not really a loss so much as a temporary absence. sunny always knew they’d come back, she just wished that the sweetness of being reunited wasn’t soured by the fact that apollo left at all when they promised they never would.

DO THEY…

have any pets: she adopted a rescue dog when she was eight years old - an eight month old golden retriever she named brandy because ‘brandy you’re a fine girl’ was stuck in her head that week after hearing her father singing to it - under very sketchy circumstances involving forged signatures, saved up allowances and intense guilt tripping after the attendant mistook her for a little boy and she hammed up being offended by it. they were together for twelve years, the dog serving as her closest companion when she still lived with her parents. brandy has since been gone due to old age (if you say to or around her that brandy died, you will get punched on the arm so hard) for a few months over two years now and though sunny would love nothing more than to have another one soon, she’s still recovering from the loss. also has a pet turtle named tommy and a hamster named hal. she likes to make them race sometimes and forces them to hang out with each other. hal doesn’t like it but tommy doesn’t seem to mind. she doesn’t believe in the idea of ‘pet names’ because it makes her feel like she’s separating herself from her pets when she truly views them as family. it’s a pet peeve, pun intended... get it? pet peeve? it’s funny, i’m brilliant, donate money to my paypal

have a family they still talk to: does apollo count? this is mostly a no, and it’s largely because of her own volition. her mother disappeared on her years ago and though sunny knows where she works (worked? in case she’s transferred hospitals since then) and could very easily track her down, it’s not something that she’s ever felt up to doing - leaving home when she did was one of the most freeing experiences she has ever had, and to reacquaint herself with a woman who made her feel more and more suffocated with each passing year feels like a huge step backward that she doesn’t really need or want to take. there are no more hard feelings within her, sure, but it doesn’t mean that forging a relationship is on her to-do list. her father, on the other hand, does still reach out to her, trying to start small talk only to be cut off by her because, oddly enough, it’s with him that she does still harbor some resentment towards. their relationship was only a step above the one with her mother, but it was still something better, yet when she left, he didn’t seem to have made much of an effort to get her back and that stung. he tries to engage her about the most banal shit like the weather or news, tries to tell her what he’s doing and how his day was, but sunny has no time for it: if he’s not going to address the big issue between them, there’s no point in letting him back into her life.

have a best friend: just one??? what kind of weak person... without a doubt, apollo is the one who knows her best, perhaps even knows her better than she knows herself, which is a cliche that she doesn’t want to subscribe to but has to because it just fits. when it comes to her sibling, it’s impossible for sunny to hold their decisions against them, even though time and time again they’ve hurt. and it’s not that it hurts her but that it hurts apollo, and the most that she can do is voice her concern softly, be careful not to seem demanding or controlling, but she can’t make apollo’s choices for them. sometimes she doesn’t know if it’s a good or bad thing that she seems to be able to forgive her sibling anything, but the one thing she does know for uncertain is that her heart holds a love for the other deeper than she ever thought herself capable of feeling, and it scares her sometimes, especially right now when she can’t determine if their relationship can weather the storm it’s currently under. other than apollo, julian is a close second, someone who got to see her be weak and didn’t push. to be honest, when they initially met, sunny didn’t know what to think of the guy: he seemed as much bad news as apollo used to be, but he was funny, he didn’t overstep, and he cared in his own little way. after apollo left and it was just the two of them in the apartment, sunny was more withdrawn than ever but julian never gave up on her and she genuinely thinks, in some way, he really did save her. and then there’s morpheis. HOO BOY WHAT TO SAY. they just.. jumped at her, completely unexpected, and quickly stole a part of her heart. were they initially tasked to kill her if she messed up? sure, but now that’s just a funny story they can tell people who ask them how the hell the two of them met... and a lot of people do seem to want to, considering how odd a pair they make. between sunny’s piercing glare and morpheus’ intimidating stature though, nobody really tries to, but that makes it all the more better. the two of them exist in this bubble, this world, where somehow it’s easier to be vulnerable, something that sunny doesn’t really want to be anymore. though it’s clear to her that they suffered through so much more than she has (and probably ever will, though if she could, it would be great to have the ability to wipe away the grief from their face), for some reason she can’t grasp, their soul feels kindred to hers. she loves apollo and julian, but her relationship with morpheus is something that’s a little more open, a little more honest, and a little more liable to break her should it ever turn against her.

want to get married and/or have kids: so far, what sunny has seen of marriage isn’t really all that pretty, but she always knew that her parents’ arrangement was more of the exception than the rule. marriage is... daunting. she doesn’t really see it as something that she necessarily has to do, and if there comes a time that she does find someone that she feels she can spend the rest of her life with, then she simply would, wedding or no. if they ask her to tie the knot, then she would, but not for any want of hers. kids? they’re... nice. they’re a nice concept. she really feels like she’s too young to think about this right now, she doesn’t even think so much about getting into a relationship, let alone sleeping with someone for another someone to form inside her. though she does think that she’s the kind of person to prefer adoption over having kids of her own: it isn’t really an equal comparison, but she loves her pets as though they were her own children, and they’re all rescue. she knows the feeling of being unwanted, of being an impulse decision eventually regretted, and kids? who feel that same thing, only worse because they were actually abandoned by their parents? if she could help with that, she would. sunny has a fondness for babies more than she does for little kids, but she does love the way that their minds work and would, if it’s possible, rather be in conversation with them than most adults since they can be so banal and double edged

want to leave: leave new olympus? she’d be lying if she said that she hasn’t considered it, and really, when she signed up to be a part of it, sunny always thought that it would be something temporary and that one of these days, she’ll just drop off of it. syrus knew just what to say, just how to challenge her to get her in of her own volition, but two years later, she still stands with them and holds such a soft spot for a lot of the other members. she’d thought they would be dismissive of her, that her young age would be considered a strike against her, but after that first hurdle of proving herself, they have been nothing if not supportive, with some even offering to teach her a thing or two. sure, they’re not trying to teach her the best things, but it’s a nice gesture at its core nevertheless. with apollo holding no alliance, sunny knows that her own is tied to that: if apollo asks her to leave, she would honestly consider it, but only on the condition that if she leaves, they leave this world for good, because that makes it easier for her to sleep at night, knowing that they’re separate from a world that could be so tempting to apollo’s demons. if she leaves, they go the straight and narrow. but these people have become family to her, the thought of leaving morpheus all by himself, not having their late night conversations where she pulls him back from the edge or indulges his drunken ramblings... there’s also syrus making some offers of help and, if she was being really honest with herself, sunny has become attached to these people, much more than she knows or realizes.

THIS OR THAT?

phone call or text: text, definitely. there’s something very satisfying for sunny to just not have to think of what to say and what tone to say it with, not to mention that she’s not entirely the best at maintaining a conversation too. at least when it comes to text, she has the option of being an accidental ignorer... you know, the kind of person who leaves you on read and then comes back two days later with ‘sorry for the late reply, i had a dentist appointment’? she annoyingly does that, but has also reached the point where she doesn’t even come up with excuses anymore and just straight up says she didn’t feel like replying. she’s also a very liberal user of emojis as a way to end a conversation or to respond to a conversation that she doesn’t really want prolonged and will be That Person who texts ‘... ok’ to annoy someone. only the people closest to her bother to call her and only to them does she hold long (or at least longer than she’d usually care for) conversations with over the phone. she’s not the best talker, but she makes sure to breathe unto the receiver so they can sense that she’s there at least, and that she’s listening and commiserating. sometimes it’s really all she can do

wealth or loyalty: loyalty. somewhat ironically suits her home life really, her father was wealthy but horribly disloyal, and it painted this picture for her of what wealth does to people: it makes them complacent, it makes them arrogant, it makes them dismissive, and none of these are traits that sunny want with the people she associates with or with herself. she’s never been someone who’s materialistic anyhow, minimalist almost to a fault, and what they do have now is enough for her. true, when she first left home, there was a slight shock in how different life was on the other side of the veil, but it lasted only a second because it was the people that she left home for anyway: for apollo, for julian, for the little home life that they’d built together as a ragtag group, quasi-family full of misfits and degenerates.

love or lust: love. that isn’t to say that she’s a bleeding heart romantic or has ever felt something akin to that level of attachment for someone before, but sunny knows that lust isn’t something that she necessarily feels intensely, she’s never felt that very primal need to be with someone in that way nor does she gauge people based on how much she’d like to be with them or not. how can she prefer something that she isn’t even sure she can feel? that’s not to say that she hasn’t entertained the notion or that she isn’t aware of how powerful an act it can be, especially for those who do it well, but she does somewhat still subscribe to the idea that it’s something that’s reserved for intimate relationships, which is why she’s still a virgin and not really chomping at the bit to change that

5 friends or 100 acquaintances: five friends. because she’s already filled up three of the slots, so that’s convenient, lol. she’s relatively private, and the idea of a hundred or so people knowing who she is, knowing just enough about her to cross the line from stranger to acquaintances, leaves a bad taste in her mouth. she likens herself to a gust of wind in how fleeting she is: after the necessary moment of interaction, if she doesn’t really want a connection to go further, she just ends it, so friendships are long, hard work for her, which justifies how she can allow them to know about her, to be close to her.

summer or winter: no preference, really. she loves getting to wear her tank tops or going jogging and hiking during the summer just as much as she loves burrowing under the covers or wearing her puffy coats and pretending she’s a penguin during the winter. she understands that a lot of people don’t really like the sweltering heat because of how much it makes them sweat, but her past athletic career mostly entailed that, it’s something that she’s taken in her stride. and who doesn’t love the way that snow makes it possible for you to fuck up and slip on the ground but not crack your head open on the sidewalk because there’s a pile of snow there? its not really such a polarizing topic for her and one that she barely pays attention to; it doesn’t really matter whether she likes one more than the other, they’re both still going to keep coming back, might as well make the most of both

OTHERS:

wanted plots/connections: will come up with one soon maybe or just plot with everyone idk

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