⭒☆ DTAE ☆⭒ || Stil

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ᓚᘏᗢ ~Here's my entry! Hope you like it :D ----- ♡ NOTE: The original DTA got cancelled, but the creator was nice enough to let me have Stil anyway! Go follow them!! >:D @xqmichiko (Edit: it was reopened lolol) ♡ Art is kinda old rip ;v; ♡ Space/click/arrow keys/tap ....1) Escaping Io’s Lab ....2) he mad :o ....3) Ref sheet ....4) Quick sketch of the beginning of the Uprising; designs not entirely canon ♡ Up/down arrows to toggle original ⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒Info⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒ Name: Stil Gender: Agender Pronouns: He/it Age: ??? Species: One of Io's* "Subjects" (aka Mutants); none of them have a distinct species World: (currently unnamed) Continent: Lupoia (LOO-poi-ah) Country: Somewhere near Grasveld Status: Pursuing Io with the rest of the Mutants Family: The Mutants are like a family to Stil; Radon especially acts as a big brother figure ⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒Personality⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒ ✧ Anxious ✧ Easily startled ✧ Hates being treated like a kid because he's smaller than the other Mutants ✧ Has trouble expressing emotions ⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒Background/Story⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒ Stil opened his eyes. His head felt weird. Something wasn't right... He had these... memories. There had been a scientist..? Everything was fuzzy. His name hadn't been Stil before... why was it now? What was it before??? It wasn't sure what was going on. As he tried to get his bearings, another wolfe ran past him. Except, the wolfe looked odd... the lights weren't the brightest, so it couldn't be sure, but he looked like he had tubes replacing parts of his legs and tail. And... wings? Weird. Where was he anyway? He looked around and tried to stand up, wobbling slightly as he did. He was in a cage! But the door was broken open. As it stepped out, it tried to call out to the odd-looking wolfe. But it couldn't. He put his paw up to where his mouth was... or where it should be. To his horror, all that was there was fur! Before he could get completely overwhelmed by this new revelation, more... creatures... began to rush by. They looked like nothing he had ever seen before. He didn't have long to dwell on this, however, because following the creatures was a wolfe in a lab coat. Oh no. It recognized this scientist from somewhere in the depths of his fuzzy memory. This wolfe was, in the best sense, not good news. Terrified, Stil ran after the confusing creatures, following them up a flight of stairs and into the light. Was this a dream? He had to keep going. He had no idea what was going to come next. He had no idea if these creatures were nice or mean. He couldn't even scream. All he knew was that he had to, absolutely had to, get away from this scientist. Away from Io. ⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒Lore/Other⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒ ✧ Stil does not have a mouth, but he can communicate with others using the mysterious spirals entwining his tail and left leg ☆━━━━━━━☆⭒Notes⭒☆━━━━━━━☆⭒ * Io's info + backstory: [ ] I do NOT own the design here, but the story and info are my creations. I have a different design for Io, which I haven't posted here yet.