⠀☂ happy halloween!! I've been wanting to enter in @-cafecat-'s dta for a while now and then i saw toxin anddd i luv him :'0 so yey gots a 'lil animation and art here, backstory down below :DD .⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆. ⠀☂ instructions - click flag a lot and wait for the animation to play out (or skip w/ spider) ⠀when u git to the art click space, right arrow key, or spider button to go to the next piece ⠀⠀left arrow key to go back ⠀⠀⠀click + hold to magnify .⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆. ⠀☂ art - • 1 - fullbody • 2 - just fullbody w/ out bg • 3 - lil' spoopy vibes (photo courtesy of google, also shout out to scratch, the ultimate quality destroyer) • 4 - jus' a chibi type thing • 5 - doodle page !! .⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆. ⠀☂ backstory & about - • name - Merizi • age - Unknown :00 • pronouns - He/him • backstory - Merizi had a habit for getting himself into things he couldn't get out of. He remembered back to a time when he was but a carefree child. He got overexcited watching a little spider skitter across the ground and chased the 8-legged thing all the way to a fence, where he promptly got his head stuck between two posts. Only now, his problems were much bigger. A contract of sorts. That's all it was. It didn't seem like that big of a deal, but, Merizi was locked in now. Cursed to perform, put on a show for people who will never know struggle, not a day in their life. Like a puppet on strings, he was. But alas, the puppeteer was no one but himself. He'd gotten himself into this mess. He'd always known there was something different about him, obviously. The lacy webs outstretched from his jawline were a constant reminder. He's not really sure how it came to be. He never met his parents and as far as he can remember there were no radioactive spider bites involved in his past. But apparently being a spectacle (at least that's what his employer called it, Merizi knew it just meant everyone stares every time you walk down the street. Like a bug under a magnifying glass) landed you "job opportunities". Looking back, there were so many red flags. But Merizi was desperate for a purpose. For once being able to entertain, get looks of amazement, rather than looks of disgust. It clouded his vision, and he accepted. Now, at night he's locked in shackles. Like an monster. Like something to be feared. He sleeps on the cold, hard ground with nothing but the drafty tent to shield him from the outside world. But as terrible as it was, as horribly as they treated him, as much as they hurt him, he still relished the show. He had bags under his eyes and bruises across his body but, when the spotlight lit him up his smile was real. I'll make them see me, is what he thought. I'll make them see. .⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆. ⠀☂ credits - ○ art - ○ character & dta host - ○ code - ○ magnify code - ○ music - rhinestone eyes • gorillaz .⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆.
