🟪 'Wynter' 🟪
Heart of Atticus
-Any Pronoun| Ageless-Physically 30s | 5 ft 9 In-
The Heart of Atticus-The painting left behind by God Atticus before his seeming endless sleep- otherwise known as Wynter by Barnaby and Co. is the overseeing deity/living Painting with no idea what its doing. “It” was given life by Atticus-the God of Art-and one goal “Make the Value’s happy, grant their wishes.” And that the painting does, wishes of love and joy, wishes of hate and despair, the painting does as it was told.
Unknown to everyone the Painting is actually a “they”. A curious Value-esque being with a heart and a mind, and that heart is shattering. Literally.
After splintering between wishing the Values well and wishing them despair, the Painting’s heart shattered in two halves, and one of those halves wants to end all life on Canvast.
Dubbed ‘Wynter’ by Barnaby after desperately asking for his help, the painting accepted their name despite having a heavy hate of the word ‘winter’. Wynter is a kind, thoughtful soul who wants nothing but the best for everyone around them, seeming overcome with a sadness that’s driven them to twist it to a smile, turning to clownery to at least fake it till they make it.
🟧 'Wyvern' 🟧
Wynter's...hatred?
-Any Pronoun| Ageless-Physically 30s | 5 ft 9 In-
At some point between Wynter’s birth and the Value’s advancement, Wyvern came to be. Wynter doesn’t know when, doesn’t know who, or why Wyvern came to be…But Wyvern’s always been there. Always overpowering, overflowing with the most oppressive, crippling hatred. Was Wyvern there first, or was he born after Wynter’s heart start to shadow, lose its color.
After breaking free from their painting prison, Wyvern stole the sealed Ink Black color when the Primary’s killed the previous ‘Stain’-user of the Absolute Black color-and set on his way.
What is his way? What is his plan?
No one knows. All we know is Wyvern HATES Values, wants them dead in the most painful way possible, and he seems to love Wynter. If that love is toxic or pure…that’s unknown.
Wyvern is a theatric, egotistical person with a love of showy displays and grandiose entrances. He seems capable of compassion but who knows if that’s anything but self preservation to see his goal of all Value’s dead.
🟦Barnaby No-Last-Name🟦
The Undyed
-He/Him | 26 Y/0 | 5 ft 7 In (in Heels)-
Barnaby, no last name, is the Undyed-or the only Value alive to have Pure White Color. Because of this Barnaby is able to Reflect any color he’s presented with, meaning if he absorbed Golden Yellow he’d be able to manifest gold. Or, he would if he was any good at color matching. Barnaby would be the worlds greatest Painter-a mage of renown-if he were able to Paint. So he just relies on his fists and survival instincts.
Being a homeless, wandering thief Barnaby doesn’t stay in one place very often. There isn’t much he wouldn’t do for a dollar or a good meal, and he really feels nothing about taking something from someone richer than him. I’m sure he’d feel bad about it if he sat down and thought about it but he has no interest in doing that anytime soon.
Barnaby is an unflinching, fearless man with a punch that hits harder then his piercing stare filled with a fire not many understands. His values may be muddy, and he may not mind stealing or lying to get things he needs, but his morals are strong.
Barnaby has a heart of gold, willing to help or protect anyone who needs without a moments hesitation, no matter the gain or profit. His life’s goal is to have a last name, and to make sure no one ever experiences what he did when he was sold as a baby.
🟥Jaylin "Jay" Witrago🟥
The Stain
-He/Him| 25 Y/O | 6 ft 4 In-
Jay, or Jaylin Montehue Rosalo Witrago-he’s very proud of his full four named title-is the Stain, or the only Value alive able to use the outlining color of Ink Black. Rather, he would be if he HAD any color. Jay was born with no color, no pulse, no body temperature…Jay was born with the Eyes of the Dead, piercing white irises that stare through your soul, black sclera like the stillest silence encompassing your deepest fears. With an opressive color able to outline any color used against it, stealing for its own, and a stature like a towering column threatening to fall one would think Jay was a monster, a beast with no compassion in his missing heart.
Jay is a gentle giant, if he were able to cry he’d cry at the drop of a hat, if he had a heart it’d be too big for his muscular chest to contain. His dream is to be a Highlight, a Knight, able to protect anyone who needs his assistance. He wants someday to be a father, despite knowing it’s impossible, and a beloved husband, but that would take someone who’s able to look him in the eyes and not flinch…Knowing this, Jay’s aware his missing heart will never be found, and his cold hands will never be held with anything but contempt. Despite that, he still wants to be a hero, the worlds strongest and greatest Highlight, and he wants to be seen as something other then ‘scary’ someday.
🟣Side Cast Members🟠
♦️Brennan Britch♦️
The Creedless Highlight
-He/Him | 35 Y/0 | 5 ft 8 In-
Considered one of the Red King Arseno Leroux’s highest Highlights, Brennan Britch is a man of riches and notoriety. A man that is the example of Highlighthood, someone who could hold his blade engraved with the Crest of the Kingdom of Red high without a flinch of shame…
If he believed in his Creed, that is. A Creed, a Highlight’s oath and reason to fight, the thing they stand and fall for their Kingdom on, as a Highlight of Red Brennan Britch looks at his Coat of Arms with distain. Feeling his king to be a fool and feeling forced into accepting the Stain into the kingdom he once swore to die protecting Britch now simply carries his heavy title and fancy sword around to impose and intimidate others, getting used to things he’s wanted becoming his own without much effort.
Britch though has lived a lie for many years, and it took a certain someone knocking some sense into him-literally-for him to realize it.
After realizing the true symbol of Highlighthood stood before him in the man that once destroyed his belief in his Creed, Britch’s eyes have opened and his heart may have swayed in the direction of a certain Lowlight-In-Training.