Coconut

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Created: 2 years, 4 months ago
Creator: http://Shad (Discord)
Designers: hAlf2442 https://www.instagram.com/rainbowgun15/?hl=en
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COCONUT

"I'm tired of living under a silent god's shadow.."

A fiercely loyal and protective individual, Coconut will do almost anything to ensure the safety of those they care about. Seems to have a strong motherly instinct and will attempt to take in most small or young creatures, especially if they seem in some way hurt or distressed. Has become quite paranoid to certain sights/sounds due to The Watcher and Dyaken.

Wrappings encircle their entire torso. Wears an old, now torn, red robe that reaches to their mid-thighs with black pants and a yellow scarf. Keeps a tool belt wrapped safely around their waist with the knife they Fell with tucked in its holster.

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Details

d.o.b. unsure...

S.O. demisexual

blessed by Fua'kon

element fire

demeanor courteous

alignment true neutral

charisma

kindness

patience

courage

intellect

integrity

humour

luck

Goals

Cure Bucket's demon seal
Find a way to destroy Shattered Entities
Keep Lyecan safe
Guard i t

Fears

The Watcher
Black Fire/Fire of Hate
Bucket's Fate
Consequences of losing i t

Personality - ISFJ

Protective

Is always there to offer a hand when needed and tries to ensure the safety of those she cares about. When someone she loves is in danger, will not hesitate to fight against what would typically cause a flight response.

Motherly

Finds it hard to turn down young or injured creatures, especially in times of distress, gravitating to coddling and protecting them however she can. Talking to children and getting them to calm down comes quite naturally to her with gentle parenting.

Neutral to a Fault

She tries to not pick sides and to stick with whatever/whoever she feels is most trustworthy. However, with a hatred for conflict, they often attempt to keep everyone on a neutral stance. This can cause them to easily fumble their way into scenarios involving bad people or to hide things from those she cares about in order to keep a ‘semblance of balance’.

Hypocritical

As much as they may try to give advice, she has a horrible time connecting that advice to her own problems. May get upset at those around her and see it as something important, and then go and do something similar. Is currently working on fixing this behavior.

Co-dependent

Relies on someone else being around and has a hard time when away from others, feeling lost or without purpose whenever alone. Currently whilst in self-isolation she is working to better this and make decisions for herself, rather than blindly following those around her.

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Story

Before the Fall

Darkness was the first thing she remembers. Bleary, all-encompassing, weightless abyss, with a towering beast hovering above her; piercing eyes and a name itching on the tip of her tongue. But her mind is far too muddled to form words. To question. She should have been afraid of the looming deity. Any other person would have screamed, got down on their knees, prayed for safety from the creature. She does not know a lot but this she feels. She knows she should be scared and yet — she’s at complete peace. Staring into red eyes which bore her soul for all to see, dazed of any thoughts, slipping away into waves of tranquility. It hovers over her a moment longer, inspecting, head tilting minutely - reaches out one, large talon, and then… Falling.

The Axolytes/New World

For a moment, Coconut remembers Falling. The feeling of air racing past their buzzing ears, the energy of fire encompassing her, the shock of contact with the ground.. then waking up upon a scratchy bed, surrounded by creatures of similar stature to her - their eyes swallowed with anxiety and fear and hate. Glaring right at her.
She comes to know this group as ‘The Axolytes’, although that is just one of the many names they have adopted. They are worshippers of a being, a god… Fua’kon. It clicks. That being that had been towering over her was Fua'kon. That being who brought her comfort, that brought her here. That brought The Axolytes to her. The eyes become ever frantic, whispering to one another in hushed tones, before the axolyte taking care of her — who she later learns is the Gran Axel, or leader — quiets them and offers a place of rest to Coconut. New to the world and it’s dangers, she accepts gratefully. As the days pass she learns more about this group, although finds it incredibly challenging. Most of the axolytes disdain her, keeping her at an arms length at all times or giving short answers without explanation. What she does learn, however, is that the gods have disappeared from this world recently, and that there are others like her. Other Fallen.

Setting out, she meets Cyrus, Reyn, Bonaviere, Taavi, Circe, Bee, and JK. In the process she also meets a few inhabitants; Raw and Bucket. Cyrus, Reyn, and Bonkie she learns have all been brought by a deity dubbed Aurora Divine, whilst Taavi, Circe, and Bee were brought by a ‘blood god’ they later learn is named Amitesh. Bonding with Reyn and Cyrus, she finds, is quite easy. Like old friends reuniting, she feels a sense of familiarity in them but with something.. off. The others she cares little for, finding many of them harder to bond with and coming to terms with only knowing them in passing. Despite this, they all feel like a family, brought together in hard times and helping one another in learning this world’s magic they have been blessed with.

One thing to note is Fallen do not dream. At least, not properly. They learn this very quickly upon discussion with the other Fallen, finding most either simply do not dream or what they do dream of is hazy and hard to remember upon awaking.
But they do remember some things.
Coconut remembers a large cavern, lush with greenery. She remembers glimpses of axolytes, running around. The smell and bustle of a full tavern. A high-pitched giggle which has her heart aching for reasons unknown to her. But there is also something a little less familiar… fire at her fingertips, frustration and anger building. A different form, shaky and bulky. A large tree shadowing a lake with the chirps and happy squeals of young… The former sometimes having her waking up in cold sweats, shaking with an empty and lonely feeling despite being surrounded by her fellow axolytes.

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