((The markings on her chest aren't nipples, they're just like, nipple-like markings I thinK?? SO pleas don't draw her with detailed nip nops

They are optional markings and you don't have to draw her with them if they make you uncomfy))

Iris lives in the clouds, and not much is known about her. She's very quiet and often blank faced, not really ever emoting about... well, anything. She doesn't even really talk, she's very quiet and usually has a blank expression. 

Iris doesn't feel things like most people do, not being able to process or fully understand things like happiness or sorrow. She speaks in a monotone voice and often seems rather down, though that's just how she is and she's not actually sad about anything. 

She lives in a large cloudlike island above Tikiti's Fairytale Forest, under which is a patch of permanent darkness. This patch of darkness is where the door to the Other World resides.

On this cloudlike island is a garden filled with flowers, amongst which is a strange door. Going through the door will lead you to Heaven, a pocket dimension. In this pocket dimension it is always day, and resides there is an apartment complex that reaches into the sky seemingly forever. Most residents of these apartments stay indefinitely in their homes and look... indescribable, however a handful of the more normal tenants do come out of their homes on occasion and even visit Tikiti. 

Iris herself is like the landlord of this apartment, living on floor 66 in a small room with her dog, Luna. Though she's had this dog for years, she claims it isn't hers and that she's just watching it until it's owner comes home.

Backstory: Iris was once a messenger for the former Queen of Tikiti, <̶̙̒E̸̬͊Ȓ̶ͅR̶̦͆Ö̴̧R̶͉̕_̸̪̇M̵͉͐Ḯ̶̗S̷̝̃S̷̱͐Ȋ̶͜N̸͓̈́G̸̛̥>̵̮̑. Using her magnificent wings she'd fly all across the world, hand delivering messages to kingdoms far, far away. Iris and <̶̙̒E̸̬͊Ȓ̶ͅR̶̦͆Ö̴̧R̶͉̕_̸̪̇M̵͉͐Ḯ̶̗S̷̝̃S̷̱͐Ȋ̶͜N̸͓̈́G̸̛̥>̵̮̑ were rather close, as they were both very quiet and misunderstood misfits.

One day, things began... changing. Slowly but surely, servants like Inky were going insane, the residents of the world began to experience tragedy like never before...

And then,<̶̙̒E̸̬͊Ȓ̶ͅR̶̦͆Ö̴̧R̶͉̕_̸̪̇M̵͉͐Ḯ̶̗S̷̝̃S̷̱͐Ȋ̶͜N̸͓̈́G̸̛̥>̵̮̑ became deathly ill. 

The beautiful castle began literally falling apart, and <̶̙̒E̸̬͊Ȓ̶ͅR̶̦͆Ö̴̧R̶͉̕_̸̪̇M̵͉͐Ḯ̶̗S̷̝̃S̷̱͐Ȋ̶͜N̸͓̈́G̸̛̥>̵̮̑ knew that something very bad was about to happen. So she called two of her remaining servants, Elam and Iris to her bedside. She told them she chose them because she trusted them most.

She had two powerful artifacts at her disposal, a pen that could turn into an axe, and a journal that could turn into a shield. She worried, as the characters of Tikiti turn evil and insane, that if this book and pen fall into the wrong hands... it could mean the end of The Unnamed Planet.

She gave Iris the pen, and Elam the journal.

Then <̶̙̒E̸̬͊Ȓ̶ͅR̶̦͆Ö̴̧R̶͉̕_̸̪̇M̵͉͐Ḯ̶̗S̷̝̃S̷̱͐Ȋ̶͜N̸͓̈́G̸̛̥>̵̮̑ ̷̼͝ ̸̧̖̗͈̓ ̶̜̮̤̣͛̋̂̉ ̷̠́́͑͠ ̶̤͉̅ ̷̰̈̈́ ̷͉̦̏͗ ̷̳̞̝͂͝ ̶̯̇͑̒̾ ̶͍̭̋ ̶̻͖̳͛̑͊ͅ ̷̰̄͊̄̓ ̸͔͈͗̊̐ ̶̧̫͈̳̌̍ ̸̛̾̉͘ͅ ̴̣̳̗͒̓ ̵̡̻̣̣̈́̔̚ ̵̢̲͔̟̆̇ ̶̢̪͓̚͝ ̷̛̫̞̖͆ ̷̼̱̟́̀ ̴͉̌ ̸̰̋̑ ̴̧͍̬̆̅̂̈́ ̴̧̠̱͕̀̾ ̸͕̟̂̆̏ ̸̠͋ ̸͇̖̈͌͊͜͝ ̷̟̖̰̺̊̏ ̵̩͚͌̚̚ ̵̨̗̓͋͝ ̶̢̧̺̠͌ ̸̜̱̭̌ ̷̗͐̌̒̄ ̴̥̲͒̎̿ͅ ̸̗̊͋ ̴͚̓̽͊ͅ ̵͚͉͒ ̷̣͝ ̸̛͍̣̩͒͊ ̷̞͎̯̙̿̂͋ ̷̩̭̝̍̂͝ ̴̙̞̓̃ ̴̰̖̣͊̒̇̄ ̴̤́ ̵̊̋͜ ̸̟̼͑ ̵̠̏̃ ̸̛̠̘̑̊͝ ̴̛̞̺̈̍̈ ̷̼͗̍̚͜ ̴͍̗̲̽̏͝͝ ̵̝̻̈́̃ ̵̻̜̓͋̓͗ ̸̯͔̱͗̎͋͘ ̴̡̠͚̥̀ ̷͙͖͔̄̾̓ ̴̫̈́͠ ̸̰̗̈́̓ ̶̻̮̇͑

It was a blur.

Next thing Iris knew, she was outside of the castle in the pouring rain with Luna. Elam had run off a while ago, and she didn't fully understand all of the emotions she felt at that very moment. She wished she could comprehend what has just happened.

Pen in one hand and dog in the other, she decided to fly above the clouds to get away from the rain. However once above the clouds she saw something rather... odd. A garden on a cloud... and even weirder, a door on a cloud.

She opened it, and d d̵̘̋̊͘ ̸͔̓͗̈d̷͍͎̰͆̾ ̶̱̅d̸͓̩͈̊̓͜͠ ̷̭̺͇́̿̔̕ď̵̖̒̽͗ ̸͚̣̭̹̚̕d̶̹̭̱̦̎̋ ̵̻̤̯̃̊̂͠d̷̺̦̏̏̌͝ͅͅ