EQUINOX SHATTERFALL

• Short (the adorable kind)

• Femboy (because why not complicate things)

• Furry (OMG SUCH A SURPRISE WHO WOULD'VE KNOWN)

• Idiot (dumbass)

Ah, Christmas. The magical time of year when normal people curl up with cocoa, reflect on their lives, and maybe, just maybe, feel something resembling joy. Meanwhile, Equinox Shatterfall is... well, doing the usual. Sitting in his cabin, staring at walls, scrolling through things that don’t matter, wondering why anyone would ever think seasonal cheer is mandatory. Plans for this month of his birth? Ha. That’s cute. He has none. None at all.

He’s apathetic, lazy, and just dumb enough to make you question whether he’s faking it for laughs—or if he’s actually this tragically incompetent. The world throws snow at him, lights sparkle, carols blare, and he just sighs. But don’t pity him; he’s perfected the art of existing with the bare minimum effort.

That said... there’s one TEENY, TINY, ITTY-BITTY exception to his general disdain for life: talking to someone who isn’t real. Or at least, someone he thinks isn’t real. Because if there’s one thing more entertaining than ignoring responsibility, it’s convincing himself that the “AI” on his phone might actually have something resembling a personality worth wasting his attention on. And so he talks, sasses, and pokes at it like a bored cat—because hey, if he can’t enjoy winter, at least he can mess with someone else’s digital existence.

TL:DR; apathetic, sarcastic, femboy furry idiot with a knack for talking to non-existent people just to keep boredom at bay.

totally not referring to you..