Shandler's sides(based off sander's sides)

Prologue: a fated day

Trigger warning! There is depressive speech and speech referring to assault in many a form from one of the characters, if you aren't ok with this, you have been warned here.

It was a simple day, a relaxed day... a mansion had been put up for rent out of nowhere and, as any sane person would, many a person applied to take up the rent... there were four people being looked for, and the rent was relatively low, just $700 dollars per person. It was almost... unreal. Near instantly within the end of the hour that the last request was sent in, the four soon-to-be-housemates would be invited. The mansion was in a larger town, yet didn't have enough larger buildings to be called a city.The first resident showed up around 5 AM, he was very serious about getting where he wanted or had to go as efficiently and quickly as possible. Next, entered a resident at the time of 7:30 AM, he was relatively calm about where he was going and seemed to have a bright demeanour about him wherever he went. Third appeared a resident during the middle of the day, their appearance warranting a sudden... charm to the air. And lastly, the final resident entering around 5 PM, entering the house from the back nervously.

That night was spent letting people select their rooms, some more quiet than others, some louder than others. The efficient one selecting the second-smallest room, the excitable one selecting the second-biggest, the one with the air of charm about him selecting the biggest and the anxious one taking the smallest one. They each began to unpack and would go to sleep from within the hour to after two or so hours. The next day, the excitable one decided to have a "family meeting" or so to speak.

"Ok, everyone. First, let's start with names and include a bit of info about ourselves, I'm sumot! My pronouns are he/him and they/them and I'm demisexual and homoromantic. I tend to be a little... physical when showing friendly affection, so... there's your warning." Sumot wore a pastel blue undershirt with a pair of cargo pants, he wore a gray cardigan and gave off an almost fatherly vibe. He had a heart-shaped lapis lazuli set in his chest that was only somewhat visible.

"Well if that's the case," started the efficient resident. "My name is Cae. I mainly use they/them pronouns but I feel indifferent about being referred to as he/him. I am asexual and sex neutral meaning that the idea doesn't bother me but it's not something I seek out, I never really felt romantically attracted to anyone but I do sometimes feel... something... towards people who I tend to... 'click' with, mainly other males. Maybe that is... lo... la... loaf-... lahv... l-... lo...ve?" He struggled on managing to speak the word "love" "... I have a tendency to be blunt." He admitted. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a tie, with a faint indigo dress shirt. He had an eye shaped peridot set on his forehead which was mostly covered by his hair.

Next to speak was the charming one, he stood in front of the others with a confident posture. "I go by Orun, but you can simply call me the prince! Or princy if you want!" He spoke, tossing part of his scarf past his shoulder with the back of his fingers. He wore mostly white and gold on a jacket with the logo to some prestigious private school on the right shoulder but his scarf gave a bright crimson accent to the outfit. "My pronouns are he/him but I'm fine with the occasional they/them. I am gay and demiromantic and have been told I can come off as "narcissistic"... I honestly have no clue as to why." He shrugged at the idea of this being thought of him. He confidently wore a star-shaped garnet set on his chest.

... lastly was the nervous one... it seemed he couldn't get his mouth open at first... but he hugged his legs, looked away, and spoke... "I'm... Sïkah... but call me Sï... I'm genderflux... male and agender..." he spoke in a clearly nervous voice "... I... am demisexual but also identify as gay... and... I'm demiromantic but also identify with homoromantic... I... know I probably confused a lot of you..." he wore a dark violet hoodie and seemed very shy... from his hoodie being lifted slightly, an x shaped amethyst could be seen set on his lower abdomen...

After a few awkward moments of silence, orun spoke "... am I the only one going to bring up the fact that I'm not the only one here with a gem in their body?! I thought I was unique!" He spoke in an upset tone

"Well...!" Sïkah spoke softly... "WELL MAYBE WE TRIED TO HIDE THEM BECAUSE WE THOUGHT THEY MADE US SEEM LIKE FREAKS!" He snapped, holding himself tighter... his gem gave off a faint, dark violet energy...

Sumot knew sïkah was right... but instead of anger or fear... he felt sad and almost... embarrassed of his gem... he hugged himself softly... "... Sï's not wrong... growing up, I only felt even more out of place because of my gem..." he admitted...

Cae spoke up "if we could all calm down," he started "now that we know that we are not abnormal, I see no reason to feel embarrassed or anything else along those lines. Now... let's talk about other unusual aspects of ourselves. For example; I have multiple abilities that are based around what are believed to be "psychic" abilities... for example, I can manipulate and change matter, to an extent, with my mind as well as minor telepathy." He spoke in a monotone voice, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose with a strange, green energy, matching the nerdy that now emanated from his gem.

Orun spoke in his usual, overly clear and pronounced tone. "I can manipulate the senses of others to an extent as well as mimic the appearance of people for a limit of two hours. I believe my powers manifest this way due to my theatrically stunning personality!" He spoke proudly, gently touching his gem with his right hand, with a proud expression. "Though if I make too strong of an illusion, my powers have a tendency of... cutting out." He spoke with an almost nervous tone.

Sumot gave a bright smile at the learning of these abilities of his pears "omg! I'm actually able to slow and speed up time to an extent and when I focus enough, I can set time back maybe up to an hour." He spoke with an excited tone. "But if I try too hard then I end up messing up and it might speed up instead of slow down or vice versa." He spoke with an embarrassed chuckle.

... after a moment of silence, the others turned to sïkah... "... well... my powers... can't be understood unless you've always had them... umm... imagine you're walking through the street and you see someone who you don't like or want to avoid... like... everyone... so... to deal with that... i... don't become a shadow but... it's like I trade places with my shadow... I enter this... parallel world... where... darkness and light swap places... but... doing it feels really... scary at first..." he didn't like using childish words like "scary" but it's all he could think of at first... "... no... terrifying... time seems to stop... and... you suddenly feel the eyes of everyone... everyTHING in the world on you... and... it feels... violating... you can almost... become them for a moment... and... know everything about them... but... it also feels like you're being stared down by uncountable psychopaths and murderers and people that want you dead and... you know they can't hurt you... but the terror doesn't wane... and... it feels like it closes in and... then you slip out to escape to an alleyway and remember why you don't go outside or around people... and..." his gem glowed brighter... "let's talk about something else!" He suggested, trying to change the topic with a nervous smile...

Everyone looked at sï worriedly... and Orun spoke... "... Sï... are... you ok?" He asked in a gentle tone...

To which Sï responded... "... I don't even know anymore..."

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Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed the prologue! I clearly based orun off of Roman, sïkah off of Virgil, Cae off of logic and Sumot off Patton. I'm trying to add onto the characters and make changes to adapt to my personality, I find this is a good way to help show who I am. And if you want to know why Sï referred to the sensation as violating, that will be explained later. Also, in no way, shape or form are the backstories of any of the sides related to mine. Just putting that out there. Anyways, until next time, ciao for now.