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[theredoesnotexist]

I’m working on it! I’m working on it! ok? it’s not finished. i’ll come back to it

[then he never did, because this is 4 months old]

Name: Asher, I like it because it sounds quiet, muted and soft, but it’s Jewish and it sounds grey and means blessed, happy, loved.

Gender: masculine, maybe binary or maybe fluid but kinda femme?

Sexuality: bi

Archetropy: the rebel or survivor i think. Haven’t talked about that aspect of wayvariance outside of the essay yet, but essentially, an important core ideal of the wanderer existence is that no border can contain you, and no trap can hold you. you are free ontologically. can they hold your body down and still stop your mind from breaking itself apart until it’s in small enough pieces to fit through the gaps.

Species: possible dragon of an astronomical nature, possible snowy owl, possible mustelid (badger? mink? thingie beast critter), possible microraptor or some similar bird creature, i really identify with the system’s collective ‘sona too i’m sorry if that’s not allowed but i really do i think that looks like me in my mind’s eye. It’s just a creature

I’m not any of the concept or object stuff and I’m not a bug or an alien, unless I’m a little bit of the object stuff because I might be a microphone or telephone or somesuch other communication device that exists to pass talk back and forth between two people 🥰

Fictional identity if any: not that I can tell but it may come to pass

Heartedtypes: cat

Special interest: music? I’m new I’m still figuring shit out gimme a second

 tech history too though i love phones

Music: This is like really so strange because I thought it was more sweeping, pensive, emotional music like classical and stuff from Vestige and Sender’s playlists but then I ended up also being really into Starset and Hollywood Undead so I don’t know I think I need to exist for longer to notice a theme

Why I exist: Here is the prevailing theory right now among the experts (myselves): June had just been increasing and increasing stress, heat, insecurity, feeling undesirable and undeserving, a job I hated, feeling unpersoned, heat,

I don’t know if I’m a new person, an old person, or a combination of a bunch of us (maybe we got a little melted because it was so hot, it’s ok, it happens), but we didn’t need someone who felt okay because they were okay with abuse like Alias, or someone who couldn’t feel okay until it was fixed like Sender, or someone who felt okay but only because they were living in a mental deep dream reflection of real life like Vestige or Kalev (no offense you two, but one of you is literally a fictional character and the other’s nickname is “Dreamer”). We needed someone who was going to change things but more importantly to accept kindness from others as the tool with which to do it, and even Kalev won’t do that. Because we are appreciated.

I couldn’t tell you why I’m kind of an owl dinosaur though. That puts points toward the I already existed I just haven’t been around in a while theory.

Things of note: I really wish it was winter but I’m glad that at least it’s raining

I’m either some kind of blurry Voltron Power Ranger type combination between Vestige, Kalev, Alias or Sender or Still or even Kit, I almost feel as if I’m time travelling like how Kit feels but I have no idea from when, or I was just dormant since syscovery so we didn’t have a label for these feelings yet, orrr I split during the summer heatwave (stress) and that’s why I’m so anarchocommunist and full of draconic alloromantic love, but it’s ok either way because the reason I thought it might be Still is because everything is ok. Everything will prove itself serendipitous in time. I’m ok with being a weird amalgamtion chimera of a bunch of separate people. I think that’s cool more plural systems should do that. And maybe that’s the reason I relate more strongly to the ‘sona!

I feel as though I’m looking at my own life through the lens of someone who used to occupy it, who’s finding out now just how full it has gotten. It may just be because I haven’t fronted in a while, if the dormant theory is true, but if it’s not, that sounds like Kit.

I love completion and organization, I feel simple, like even if the world is complicated, at least I’m not. But I’m sort of floaty, untethered, not really here. That sounds like an Alias thing.

I’m feeling very weepy over human history, my friends, art, life, beautiful things. I have so much love in me it’s overflowing. That sounds like a Kalev thing.

I’m running through life like it’s a narrative. I will be the vessel for change. That sounds like Vestige.

I’m looking at life like it’s all art. I will be the vessel for perception. Sender.

Everything is going to be okay. Still.

I have hope for the future. I know it is soft and warm because I am sharp and cold enough to make it so.

Me.

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