Get Athena’d, losers.
Here she is, the full ref sheet for my silly little MetaGala fankid!
I had a really hard time trying to figure out her outfits for some reason, but it came out good in the end.
All her info and hex codes are under the cut!
Full name: Athena Iriam
Aliases: Athy, ‘Miss Dream’
Species: Dream-Heart-Matter Asrtral
Planet of Origination: Popstar
Age: 15
Height: 5’6”
Gender: Biologically both sexes; identifies as female
Pronouns: She/Her/Hers
Sexuality: Lesbian
S/O: None
Family: Ione Argon (father), Galacta Iriam (parent), Auberon Ivi (step-father), Ophanim (step-mother), Artemis Ivi (half-sister), Kirby Argon (step-brother), Cipher Argon (adopted sister), Inifya Argon (niece)
Programmer and musician.
Biological daughter of Ione and Galacta.
Plays electric guitar in her band, The Absolutes, alongside her friends, and is undergoing training regarding her magic.
The youngest of the family, and by far the smartest with technology. She hopes to one day design and build the best Starship in the Galaxy, as well as just generally incredible space-travel tech.
A sweetheart with a bit of a temper. She doesn’t have many friends, but she is very close with her family, and the other members of her band. She has surprisingly strong Dream Magic, considering the fact that her connection to Dream Matter is very mild (and Ione’s actually really weak for an Astral, so his daughter’s magic being like 200x stronger than his is very jarring), and is training with her friend’s father Elfilin and her aunt Satia in using it better.
She prefers staying at home, but she doesn’t mind going outside to visit friends every once in a while, and finds enjoyment in the concept of space travel.
Her weapon of choice is, for the most part, her wits alone, but she does use actual weaponry when necessary; usually she summons throwing knives with her magic.
Hex codes
Both:
#1C1841 — Tail fur
#202261 — Fur base
#FECD8B — Earrings
#FFDFBE — Face marking
#F4D0D0 — Inner ears
#E3E4FF — Fur fade / Neck fluff
#FFFFFF — Claws / Wing talons
#C7C7C7 — Horns
#9F5252 — Iris
#FFECEC — Eye whites
Regular fit:
#181818 — Socks
#212121 — Shirt
#140C2C — Leg warmers
#D3C3FF — Skirt
Alt fit:
#101010 — Socks / Shorts
#171718 — Shirt
#1C1A22 — Jacket 1
#F0DED2 — Jacket 2
#EDEDED — Belt
#9F9F9F — Belt buckle
Tail-tip:
#11002E — Tail-tip base
#00162E — Fade (using Nebula brush)
#007BFF — Tail-tip glitter (using Glimmer brush, blend mode Overlay)
Wings:
#121316 — Covert feathers 1
#13131A — Webbing (front)
#1F1F37 — Flight feathers (back)
#333340 — Covert feathers 2
#767683 — Flight feathers (front)
#C8DBFF — Webbing glitter (curved 4-point stars / “GK-Style” 4-point stars / Glimmer brush, blend mode Linear Light, layer opacity 13%)
YAY I’M DONE!! Finally I can play more Planet Robobot—
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I don't want my birthday to end...
On this day you feel that everyone loves you: a stranger on the street, a neighbor’s dog and a stray cat, your colleagues and classmates. They are all treated with more kindness and care than usual. Because they feel from you this sparkling, airy feeling of happiness that makes them smile in response to your smile
But this day is gradually ending. Your family, already tired after a whole day of turmoil, gradually stops reacting to you as someone very important and significant, as it was in the morning.
There is no longer that feeling of fun and joy as it was in childhood. When you were tired of this holiday, but equally continued to feel full of this bright and delicious feeling of warmth. It's as if you have your own kingdom, where everyone loves you and is happy to see you, simply because you exist
Now you stand in today. On your birthday. You feel the cold from people with tired smiles. You are adjusting your bright holiday outfit. Although inside you have long been curled up in a ball and crying into your knees, smearing your tears and snot on your cheeks, sniffling loudly and sobbing
You continue to laugh back with your glassy smile as you go to your room with a piece of birthday cake. And standing on the threshold, knowing that no one else will come in, this fun gradually begins to fall from you. You sit on the floor next to the bed, leaning your back and stretching your legs. You take the first bite of the whipped cream on the strawberry pie, hoping that, like when you were a child, it will fill you with a sweet sense of magic. You eat bite after bite, but that feeling of the moment never comes
You eat the cake, but it no longer seems the same as it was in childhood. Wrong cake. You are not correct. You look tiredly at the ceiling and think: “why am I disappointed if it was so fun? Why do I feel lonely if so many strangers congratulated me today? Why do I feel unwanted?"
It's simple. The little kingdom fell. Now you need to earn that love and warmth that was free in childhood. That's why I don't want my birthday to end. Because there are still these light piece that give crumbs of warmth
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This quiet glimpse into the man beside him, ordinarily so utterly strong and steadfast, unwavering without question, who at this moment, will let himself be helped – it feels like a gift; to be trusted so deeply.
It's another 1k moment of Maks having Feelings. I hope you like it x
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