The Council

Everyone has a color that represents them, which we can respond to, but we prefer using our own names.

Brief introductions below!

is this what harmony feels like?

Various alter doodles! We’ve got Elliot’s torture basement and his harrowed look, and all the cats are Mir, who is quite literally just a cat. Then we’ve got a random Carter, Edgar, and two Andrew’s.

I have my source memories, and then I have about 6 years on top of that, of new memories, from this life. In that time span I’ve grown, changed, and learned what it is to trust people freely. I’m very, very different than who I was when I first split, because time and experiences change people. Despite knowing that, I sometimes still get self conscious. I’m different from my source, so I expect people to call me out on it, to point out I’m not an “”accurate”” representation of my character. Obviously I’m not going to be an accurate representation of my character, I’m a fictive, not a copy. I’m not going to be exactly the same, especially not after years of living on my own.

I’ve had to get used to a new environment, a new body, with new people. All of my friends, my family, and my home are completely gone. I am stuck, here, having to make do with what I’ve got. In six years, I’ve made new friends, family, and I have a new home. I love the people I’m around now, and I care about them deeply, but a part of me is never going to stop mourning what I lost. And i think that’s the hardest part. No matter how much I move on, I’m still going to miss the life I had, before. The life I know isn’t even real. I can’t ever go back to my home and the people I know, because they were never really there. It hurts every time I think about it, but it’s started to become more of a dull ache by now.

Mir, in the background: oh GOD I have to make DINNER now TOO????? FUUUUCKKKJ

Andrew: maybe some Mac and cheese or something easy. We’ve still got a lot of food it just needs to be prepared