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Did you know that Darkness isn't a personification? Humans do like to anthromorphize concepts, but sometimes they don't quite hit the mark. Darkness is the abscence of Light, where Light struggles to shine, where she struggles to see a reason to; something that's been quite prevelent throughout the millenia sadly.
To most, the Personification of Light- and by proxy, Sight- is a stunningly creative, outgoing, well-meaning (albeit a little clumsy) individual. An artist, model, teacher, influencer, whatever she's decided to put her skills to for the time being, Iris is always at effort to make the humans see what beauty there is in the world. But really, deep down, she's trying to see them as anything other than another of Matter's great mistakes...
Colourful and bright outwards, rarely wearing the same outfit twice, it all fades away when the deity returns home. Her house is pitch-black, the curtains closed, and her paintings...
Darkness is not a personification, but it is as much a part of Light.
Important Notes
- Does not have the sense of sound; is completely deaf & mute. Please don't draw her talking verbally. Communicates using body language, various sign languages, and art.
- When drawing her, feel free to have fun with her hair and outfit. She never wears black, and neon colours are only spot-choices and not all over (it strains her eyes). Here's a Pinterest board for ideas.
- Is a Tetrochromat (can see far more colours than most) and that tends to effect her art and outfits, making everything a lot brighter and seemingly chunkier in places. Her non-public art is a lot of dark hughs, and blacks in places, with very few patches of bright.
- Her hair-type is 4A. She looks around her early-30s.
- Sunflowers are a symbol that she will not let her trauma defeat her; a symbol of self-love. Feel free to use that!~
What is Iris?
In the beginning, the Personification of Matter created a world full of detail and depth; and although gods could percieve it all in their own divine way, the beings they had created could not. With help from the Personification of the Mind, Matter created someone new: Light. Or Sight, depending on how you see it. Names were not important back then (it's a very mortal concept).
With its creation, the central planet exploded in a blinding brightness; they were all enamoured by its beauty from the very beginning. Concepts were far more basic back then, but Iris had always been a 'social butterfly' in its own way, a favourite between even the gods. The deity was always eager to explore more of the world they had all created together, and it bounced from form to place and back again.
The Darkness
Some had become enamoured with Light more than most, and its creator was one of those. Matter's great mistake had come to light, and as the universe tasted one of its first breakdowns, Light came to it. Over time, the two spent millenia together, company in the purest form. Light made Matter feel like the universe was alright, and Matter made Light feel this odd fuzzy complete feeling in its soul. They were perfect. It was perfect...
And then one day in a fit of an emotion none of them quite understood, Matter left it all alone.
Light felt an emotion it had never experienced before: Sadness. Then Frustration. Then Anger. So many new feelings that it did not like one bit. So many emotions that made it feel a little dimmer than it did before. And it kept dimming.
What didn't help, is that when she found out why Matter had left- the day it returned- Light took it back into its arms. Only for Matter to leave again down the line, taking Light's trust in hope with it.
??? - Present -- Travelling
Light- now going by the name Iris- is known to bounce from hobby to hobby, usually with some sort of influential factor involved. Whether it be a teacher, a model, or currently a Tiktok star, Iris focuses on helping the mortals see the world for what it is: Utterly Beautiful. In reality, she's also trying to hold onto that love for all the beauty in the world, to see it as something wonderful- something she illuminates- instead of seeing it as Matters' creations. Matter- who's still unable to find itself all these billions of years later- has already taken so much light from the deity's soul, and Iris is certain it won't take any damn more from her. Sunflowers, a gift from the old lover, are held as a symbol to remind herself of that. Her whole life will not revolve around Matter, even if it's the source of her trauma.
But even then, when she returns home, her room is pitch-black. And oh the paintings she makes... dulled beyond belief, a mix of nothingness and hidden meaning.
- Like all Senses- due to Matter's clumsy calculations- Iris lacks a sense: Sound. Both unable to hear and talk, Iris communicates entirely in visual language, whether this be multiple sign languages (often accidentally mixing them up), via art, body language, or whatever else.
- Iris used to be a famous model, but as her time in this form grows on- drawn out to avoid having to face Matter to change it- she's taken up travelling the world in a luxury RV, showing off all of her stops on Tiktok. Not that she ever shows off the inside... she has a happy-go-lucky exterior to present, after-all.
- Iris has the ability to shift light however she wants it. This can mean causing complete black-outs, or even making hologram-like light figures. She quite commonly stims by creating small butterflies to watch them fly about when she's alone.
- Iris wears incredibly strong glasses as a way to worsen her eyesight. Her natural eyesight is supernaturally good (and she has a forth sight-cone at that, so she can see more colours), but this often gives her headaches and leads to overstimulation meltdowns.
A complicated here-and-there since the beginning of Light. The source of her trauma, and someone she's been actively trying to heal from for billions of years. You'd think she'd get over it quicker than that, but the gods have a particular way with their mental health that is anything by healthy.
'Megaton' - the Nonstick Pans
-- on Getting By
Her skin has cracked up from the sun
A megaton of broken bones and shattered dreams
She stares her likeness in the face
All it's place, her heart is bursting at the seams
I’m not afraid
Of living alone
To make mistakes
I'm trying hard to love everybody
'Unraveling' - the Crane Wives
-- r.e. Steve/Matter
I once loved a carpenter who carved a smile for me
Sanded my rough edges, crafted new and lovely things
But now my love is gone
And I can't help the fracturing
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Mini-Prompts!
-- little phrases to have fun with!- Everything is Art
- A lonely box of crayons
- The seeping greys
