Lucio, Sol Yarma, and Mary Mae

"I am the spectator / I can see the world passing by from here / I am just a child to a man, back to the dust where I began / I was never even here at all" - The Spectator, The Bravery

Sol Yarma

She/they. 18. 162cm.

Determined, callous, and a little hyper, Sol grew up in two households—a poor family of eleven people and the other a wealthy one of just two. In both, she learned very quickly how to be sneaky and dishonest in order to have the tiniest ounce of control. While she may not feel emotions nor physical sensations too deeply, she is a strong believer in God, spiritual signs and "fate". Athleticism is not her forte, despite the countless treks she's taken around her neighbourhood on foot, simply for the thrill of remaining unseen by the unfortunate victims of her stalking. She's a bit of a pervert (meaning: she's actually extremely sexually depraved) and seeks out sexual thrills as well as regular adrenaline rushes. Sol rarely thinks of consequences and believes she can get out of anything.

"You come here to me / We'll collect those lonely parts and set them down / You come here to me" - Leif Erikson, Interpol

Lucio

They/them. Indeterminable. 184cm.

A trumpet turned human. With skin made of brass and no genitals, it was immediately decided upon their first transformation that the public should never know about them. However, Lucio's forced isolation directly frustrates their need to be part of a group, an orchestra—though they are naturally curious and romantic, Lucio is often triggered by the outside world and overcome with pure, seething envy. They're very anxious. A rose petal landing on the floor will startle them, and a hair falling from their head might cause a hypochrondriac-like fear that they are dying. Despite their sensitivty to most human things, they have a lovely voice, and are not afraid to use it to make ear-piercing exclamations or hum happy tunes.

"I can get by now / I'm not really dead but I really needed someone to save me / Leaving me alone to die / Is worse than having the guts to kill me" - 15, Marilyn Manson

Mary Mae

She/her. 19. 168cm.

Some traits that make up Mary's personality are: stoic, easily irritable, a homebody, and empty, empty, empty. She only eats to fill this void. Mary is familiar with loss, which seems funny considering she only has one friend (Sol), but the main reason she is so self-sufficient is due to the death of her mother and older sister. Father and the eight dogs are still around, but now they sometimes feel fake, fleeting and empty too. The only life form she spends considerable amounts of time with is her favourite dog—a 7-year-old German Shepherd by the name of Umbra. Mary is the best clarinet player in the state. She does come across as stuck-up to most people. Truly, just a little bit, though she feels so much guilt and sadness and self-hatred, she does think they're a bit beneath her.