Blue is an elegant blue flower Darkner with smooth dark-blue skin, soft light-blue hair gathered in a textured ponytail, and eyes that remain nearly always closed, as if permanently lost in some private dream. His tall, slender frame moves with the quiet precision of a lifelong dancer, every gesture deliberate and fluid in his light-blue bodystocking, petal-like tutu, and gleaming pointe shoes. Soft-spoken and deeply poetic. He has integrity as one of his highest virtues, refusing to compromise his principles even when it would be easier, and he expresses affection, devotion, and even sorrow most clearly through dance—his body becoming the purest language he knows, turning emotion into graceful, poetry

Flowery is a golden flower Darkner. His personality is pure spectacle—grand gestures, exaggerated reactions, and an unshakable confidence that borders on the absurd—yet beneath the noise lies a fierce, almost desperate loyalty. Even the story of how he once got ripped clean in half is told with dramatic gusto, as if the violence itself was just another dazzling chapter in his personal legend, something he survived and now wears like a badge of unbreakable resilience. Flowery is a dramatic golden flower Darkner with broad, sun-bright petals that catch the light like polished metal, a tall and sturdy stem, and a wide, expressive face that always seems mid-performance. He's been put back together now though

Seth is an abrasive purple flower Darkner with deep violet petals that look almost jagged at the edges, a thick, stubborn stem, and a permanently narrowed expression that makes him seem ready to argue with the air itself. His posture is rigid and rooted, every movement sharp and economical, as if wasting energy on grace would be an insult. He speaks bluntly AND snaps easily, a but has a lot perseverance. That same stubbornness quietly hides a reluctant care. He’ll complain the entire time, but somehow he still shows up, still protects, and still stays when it matters, expressing softness the way he knows how: through sheer, grumpy endurance.

Aqua is a patient cyan flower Darkner with soft, water-like petals that shimmer in gentle shades of blue-green, a slender and slightly drooping stem, and a permanently gentle smile that never seems forced. Her expression is endlessly open and naïve, as if the world has never given her a reason to harden, and she carries herself with a quiet stillness that feels almost tidal—unhurried, steady, soft. She is endlessly willing to wait and smile through anything, meeting frustration, danger, or disappointment with the same calm patience, though time itself will eventually make things kind if she simply remains soft enough for long enough.

Yellow is a justice-driven golden flower Darkner with bright, sunlit petals and earnest eyes that always seem a little too wide, as if they’re constantly taking in every possible wrong so they can try to fix it. As Blue’s devoted partner, he carries himself with careful, almost formal posture, every movement deliberate and weighted by a sense of responsibility that never quite leaves his shoulders. His personality is earnest and principled to a fault—he believes deeply in fairness and doing the right thing—yet those same eyes hold a heavy, innocent self-blame, like everything is his fault

Green is a silent non-binary green flower Darkner with soft mossy petals, a calm and rounded form, and a quiet presence that feels like a gentle hand on the shoulder. They move with unhurried care, often found in the kitchen where their hands work with the same soft precision they bring to everything else. Almost never speaking, Green communicates through action—preparing food, offering small comforts, simply being near—and their entire gentle presence seems to embody pure kindness, the kind that asks for nothing and still somehow makes the space around them feel safer and warmer

Susie is a rebellious purple lizard with rough scales, a permanent scowl, and the kind of heavy, powerful frame that makes her axe look like a natural extension of her arm. She moves with blunt force rather than grace, all sharp edges and unapologetic presence, her wild hair and toothy grin only adding to the sense that she could start a fight or finish one at any moment. Loud, aggressive, and fiercely independent, she pushes back against anyone who tries to control her, yet beneath the tough exterior and constant defiance lies a raw loyalty that shows itself in the way she protects the people she actually cares about—even if she’d rather die than admit it out loud

Kris is a quiet human whose Dark World form turns them into a silent, knight-like figure with cool blue-toned skin, a simple yet solid suit of armor, and a red-eyed gaze that rarely reveals anything. Their movements are measured and economical, almost ghostly in how little they give away, the sword at their side feeling less like a weapon and more like an inevitable part of their silhouette. Soft-spoken to the point of near silence, Kris carries an unreadable stillness—observing more than they speak, acting with quiet purpose, and letting their presence settle like a held breath that never quite releases