Tealcy: Tealcy is about me growing up in borderline poverty. Through Tealcy I can finally look the way I always wanted to. Be entrenched in a colorful, punky, expensive cultural scene I have always wanted to be a part of. But Tealcy is still awkward. She is embarrassed, quiet, ignored, and lonely. But she is energetic, persistent, funny, and kind. She is the embodiment of me as a teenager. She's me, but I have given her what she was never in a position to ask for, and it is somewhat comforting that she didn't change.

Aubrey: Aubrey is my naivete. She is sheltered, latches onto small bites of attention, and is easily influenced by those who show her kindness. Her fierce loyalty makes her stay in bad situations longer than she should. She is all of the bad relationships I have ever been in. She can absolutely take a beating. She is lied to, betrayed, let down, abused. But she never loses her ability to see the good in a situation, and she never loses sight of the silver lining, even if in the thick of it she loses sight of herself. That's me, dawg. She also is the aspirational type of sona, with strong convictions and a body type I've always wanted to achieve.

Finn: Finn is my ignorance. When his story starts he doesn't understand different cultures, ways of living, peoples struggles or experiences. At first it seems like he fights against it, but his aggressive interrogations are his first attempts at trying to understand. He's the first reaction, and the second thought. The challenging ideas are scary at first. He learns about fear, and loss, and that there are other people outside of himself, and he wants to learn about it. I don't know yet if he has the power to influence anything. But he's trying to learn how to observe and reflect, be patient with others, and come closer to understanding.

Ohmi: Ohmi is my body. She is plush, desireable, cute, attractive, and she struggles with it. I have been told these things my whole life but how I feel does not match. The body I see in the mirror does not match the one I have in my head. She's still trying to figure it out. I'm still trying to figure out my own relationship with my body. I have always had this red panda with me in the backseat of my brain. We're finally at some intersection of Self.

ATLAS: ATLAS is... probably some sort of indulgence. He is a gift from me to myself. He is me accepting that I am allowed to have nice things. Deerfoxes were always a mystery to me. "This is silly," "This is fake," "This doesn't make sense." Shut up. Make something you want to see. I think he's cool, and that's good enough. He is good enough. I AM GOOD ENOUGH!

Not pictured: Hate, Chet, and Neva, pre-highschool babies first sonas. They're still around.