Cyrus By Quasar

Personal Character information

Name: Cyrus (Sigh-russ)
Pronouns: He / Him ; They / Them
Age: Young Age (23)
Orientation: None Set; He doesn't have any bias for those of the same species when it comes to choosing mates.
Strand: Island / City

Plant Form: TBA - A thick rooted twisty base that leans out into a few hanging flowers with a few stray flowers and leaves hanging around the twists.

Inventory

• fruity drinks ( usually kiwi and some other type of red berry punch)

• fancy blue bowtie

• a few more fancy bowties

• Sunglasses

• a big ol' conch shell

• small bag to hold things in

Personality

Reserved/Protective |-| Logical |-| Meticulous |-| Finicky |-| Huffy |-| Tender

Biography

Cyrus was one of few kebs who grew up in a small island hub, far from the view of human eye.

Growing up with little socal outlets to socialize himself with, Cyrus slowly became more reserved and more often than not kept to himself while living there, while growing up there as a child, clinging to many passersby in hopes that they would stay in the small community. But this came to no avail. Though this island itself was beautiful, it was far too lonely, and with the extension of little travelers coming to this nearly deserted beauty, there wasn't much to thrive off of, leaving this once beautiful small community to be abandoned as the citizens moved on to new and more better things than the little island hub could afford, leaving runes behind for this small child to live in.

Lost and forgotten, Cyrus stayed there for many years, alone.

Sometime during that point, the once clueless and bubbly child became very protective over his tender and battered heart, slowly becoming more and more picky with the people he opened up to, or if he opened up to anyone for that matter. This could be because when others would find him, they would try to play mind tricks on the poor boy, making him cry out at times in a sad blubber of tears, or sometimes making him hide until the scary voices left him alone. Though, this did happen whenever tricky travelers would passby the island, it spawned from a small group, say a few travelers who found the small child laying in the shade of a moonpool cave, rather as the beachline lead through both sides of the cave at low tides, they thought it would just be hilarious to play a joke on him by having their voices jump back and forth to scare him.

And it was funny, every single time. For them. Up until he finally figured out why different voices were jumping off the walls of the little cave.

Though that incident had happened many years ago, Cyrus still doesn't like to think about how mean those people were to a little child instead of helping him out or at least letting him travel with them. And yet this still continued as a hurtful joke for many who came by his deserted home, this past trend probably started from a murmur of words and quick followers to see where the little one was and if they were able to successfully scare him without little Cyrus finding them while crying softly to himself each time.

That is up until someone finally stopped this dumb trend to help the small thing, a bubbly keb named Vert, the name seemed to match the color of his strickening sickeningly green eyes and child like nature, In all honesty, Cyrus thought he was annoying after spending the long amount of time with him that he had before traveling off on his own, but he was very grateful for the company and the help he received along with it, making this rather annoying keb someone he could actually trust and count on in a logical sense.

After this point, he traveled along side the odd Vert, learning what he could from the older Kebanzu to help aid him in his later years if he ever desired to keep these skills sharp. Though, Vert really didn't have much to offer aside from being far to reckless for his age, at least, that's what Cyrus had thought of him in his younger years of childhood before being sent out into the world with a rather meticulous view on life.

END

Occupation: None currently, Traveler

Residence: Traveling, used to live in an island hub

Likes: Sweet, tasteful drinks |-| Brightly light areas |-| Making drinks |-| Small talk |-| Those who can appreciate his odd choice in aesthetic |-| Beaches (because of the cooling waters)
Dislikes: The scorching summer heat |-| Boring people |-| Being by himself for long periods of time |-| Tricks |-| Rude people |-| Getting sand stuck in between his toes


Fun Facs: TBA

Relationships

Mate:

• None
  
  

Family:

• Vert (He hasn't been created yet)

Friends:

• Tailor buddy - Velen

Enemies:

• None

Other art and or prompts

          None

Species beings to Hauket
Character belongs to reimaginedQuasar 

Kebanzu