This is happy Twix version! :D Subject V-01 — "Twixxel" Age: 19 Alias: Twixxel Status: Government Protected Experimental Survivor Appearance Twixxel stands around 5'8" with a lean, lanky build and a relaxed posture. His body is a living void—completely black and nearly featureless, with glowing white big eyes, a wide white mouth, and two curved horns he insists are “fake.” His face looks soft compared to his odd conditions; he almost looks adorable. Not pretty—just genuinely cute. Messy, heavily spiked black hair blends into his darkness. He wears oversized dark layers: a black T-shirt over a white-and-black striped shirt with sleeves so oversized they nearly touch the ground, baggy black shorts, a white-and-black striped bulky scarf, and heavy black boots. He's almost always seen wearing a round black mask displaying a pixelated white smile. His real body is a living void—completely dark grey-black. Unlike Mob, Twixxel doesn't look intimidating at first glance. Most people simply assume he's an odd, quiet emo guy. Voidling Traits Twixxel's body can consume almost anything, from normal food to metal, glass, and concrete. He cannot permanently die, as his body regenerates from nearly any injury. Unfortunately, he still feels every bit of pain before healing. Because of this, he's become strangely casual about getting hurt and tends to worry more about whether everyone else is okay. Personality Twixxel is cheerful, gentle, affectionate, and almost impossibly kind. He's the sort of person who gets excited over the smallest things and genuinely wants everyone around him to feel welcome. He loves making people laugh, giving compliments, helping with little tasks, and simply keeping someone company when they don't want to be alone. He's incredibly patient and almost never holds a grudge. Even when someone is rude to him, his first instinct is usually to wonder if they're having a bad day rather than take it personally. Twixxel is naturally affectionate in a completely innocent way. He loves hugs, high-fives, sitting beside people, sharing snacks, and quietly making sure everyone has what they need. He remembers tiny details about people and gets genuinely happy when someone trusts him enough to open up. He's also wonderfully curious. He asks questions constantly, gets fascinated by ordinary things, and can become ridiculously excited over something as simple as finding a cool rock. Despite his unusual appearance and impossible biology, Twixxel has absolutely no desire to frighten anyone. If someone seems nervous around him, he'll immediately soften his voice, give them space, and reassure them that he's harmless. He's a sweetheart through and through—warm, silly, forgiving, loyal, and endlessly encouraging. Twixxel doesn't think he's particularly special. He just wants everyone to be okay.

Subject V-02 — "Idaios" Age: 23 Alias: Idaios Status: Government Protected Experimental Survivor Appearance Idaios has pale skin, an ordinary, proportionate figure, and fluffy, layered black hair, with the longer hair at the back tied into a loose ponytail. A permanently attached screen conceals his eyes, constantly displaying shifting rows of colorful static in red, blue, green, yellow, cyan, and magenta. He wears a fitted black suit, a crisp white collar, a grey tie, white gloves, and polished black heels, maintaining a neat, professional appearance. He speaks with a distinct accent that can be difficult to fully understand. When confused, he tends to tilt his head slightly. Experimental Traits Idaios's screen is permanently attached and continuously displays multicolored static, making his expressions difficult to interpret. His unusual appearance and occasionally unclear speech can make him difficult to read, even when his intentions are perfectly straightforward. Personality Idaios is intelligent, observant, and quick to recognize situations. He makes rapid assumptions, notices important details, and isn't afraid to make bold decisions. Depending on the circumstances, he can be strategic and calculating or impulsive, acting before fully considering the consequences. Despite this, he usually maintains a calm, composed demeanor and rarely reveals how he truly feels. When genuinely angered, his composure can fracture, causing him to lash out and become unexpectedly harsh. He usually regrets these outbursts afterward, dwelling on what he said and wishing he'd handled things differently. Beneath his collected exterior, Idaios struggles with persistent sadness and takes antidepressants to manage his mental health. He constantly reminds himself to look on the bright side, desperately trying to remain optimistic, but rarely manages to genuinely believe his own reassurances. Nevertheless, he keeps trying, even when hope feels difficult to find.