Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: chess for five hours straight. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if draconic winged Soul would do something worthwhile. 

And like an archaic cuckoo clock.

CD Like a bumbling dragon (we) fly — He gets wings

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: chess for five hours straight. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile. 

Form this atom bomb of songs refused to be played.

You played Dr Jekyll, so I played Mr Hyde.

You, Airy from HFJONE, are incredibly lonely and bored. You have dreams of holding a gameshow, or anything with people in it. You are a copper trawler lantern, and you don’t really understand why everyone is so attached to their former names. You’ve forgotten your own after all this time.

You’re alone in your dimension. Ideas of a show.

The Heart Acoustic. Emotional, unlike a certain robot he knows. He’s the moon, the one cloaked in darkness. He’s hardly an akaryocyte, and to be a sad, sulking mess is to be human. He knows that he may be weak or vile, but Heart does it to keep the body shared with Mind and Soul alive, or at least he used to. He’s both the love and hate. Heart fears no harm towards himself or his eyes. Why would he, so sure of his rule? Who would do such a thing?

I was in control before

The previous ruler wasn’t as benevolent as he says

The Heart Acoustic. Emotional, unlike a certain robot he knows. He’s the moon, the one cloaked in darkness. He’s hardly an akaryocyte, and to be a sad, sulking mess is to be human. He knows that he may be weak or vile, but Heart does it to keep the body shared with Mind and Soul alive. He’s both the love and hate. Heart regrets his failed attempt at shooting the Mind, but when you get blinded, it’s hard to stay rational.

Harsh palpitations that tunneled my view

I hope you're happy now I've merged dark and light

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: committing illegal robbery. Mind wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and steal from society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile.

All night, we have vied for the black or the white (for money)

🔱 Bank robbery - Soul user

Gravelstar is just a slightly corrupt leader. His deputy is Stemdapple, a meek cat who accidentally killed another cat in Shadowclan, and Gravelstar is just not being very nice to Stemdapple. Stemdapple killed NorthernSkies by pushing her into traffic by accident. Oakthroat is a young warrior who suspects Gravelstar is corrupt. Stonedew is the medicine cat, and suspects nothing.

After all, how could their leader be wrong?

Based on an RP

Shadowclan is led by Gravelstar, a corrupt leader.

The Light, Apollo Mind, The One Who Sees All Futures Past, Time. Above emotions, he’s not Artemis Heart, Night. Mind’s the sun, ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what is best for the mortals and universe: cold logic. Apollo wishes to reform Harmonia with the gods he has to share this Universe with, Heart and Atlas Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile.

Perhaps we’ll meet in Tycho.

God AU - Perhaps we'll meet at Tycho

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: chess. Chess and chicken. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile. 

But then, who am I to go and cluck and tell?

Are robots like cats? 

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: chess for five hours straight. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, but Heart clouded his mind with a USB. Soul should’ve stopped him.

Looks can be deceiving.

This vile scent’s corrosive - downloaded a virus

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: toy gun battle to assert dominance. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile.

So give it up and smile

💜 Shot at the Sun with a (toy) gun - Heart User

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this Whole: chess. Five hours straight. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile. 

How could I be so special? Do I believe I’m special?

Like a freak, like a child. (Who’s childish now?)

The Mind Electric. Above emotions, he’s not Heart, that akaryocyte. Mind’s the sun, the ruler of everything. This automaton freak knows what’s best for this body, this whole: chess for five hours straight. Mind just wants to be one with the pathetic fools he has to share this body with, Heart and Soul. Logic is the only way they can be happy and contribute to society, if only Heart would listen to him, or if Soul would do something worthwhile. 

That sad, sulking mess. This human you’re being

Eyes looking back and out through mine - Halloween

You, Airy HFJONE, are incredibly lonely and bored. You host a gameshow… but only you actually vote. You are a copper trawler lantern, and you don’t really understand why everyone is so attached to their former names. You’ve forgotten your own.

You’re alone in your dimension, and run a gameshow

A rap battler. She forgot that she wears a name tag with her name on it.

You might be Hakka’s dad, or a hacker. Or a troll.

💜 Bank robbery - Heart user

Mind is the self-proclaimed “nerd”, scoring top in every exam and boasting of his superior intellect, all while squashing his emotions.
Heart is more easy going, lifting weights on the side, but focusing more on fun.
Soul’s the sporty type, skateboarding, running in track, and trying to keep Heart and Mind from tearing each other apart.

An attempt to concile