#scarlett eyler is dead

[rugwurm]

back to my roots

[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO EXO COSMIA, CHARLES EYLER. 🌑

ꕥ  — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: willow age: 22 pronouns: they/she ooc contact: worldterminus on twitter other characters in xc: asa mitaka, lauriam (marluxia), baldr, meteion

ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

name: Charles Eyler age: Unknown, 18 at death. Adult. pronouns: Any pronouns series: Hello Charlotte canon point: Post-HC3 app triggers: !! SUICIDE !!, contamination (rot and parasites, metaphorical), abortion, familial abuse, child neglect, hallucinations, cult mentality, overdosing, misuse of medication, self harm implications

personality: 

Charles Eyler is methodical, practical, and thinks with a straightforward mindset. He can be very distant and withdrawn, often falling to a melancholic demeanor. He connects with others through his art, unable to utilize many other means of connecting.

Plagued by the contamination that wrings its hands around the world, Charles’ personality also tends to be a particularly anxious one, often falling to rituals to avoid the contamination and finding comfort in things that are pure; things he can idolize.

After his death, Charles has only grown more and more nihilistic, his personality molding and shifting to better fit the world he has created for himself and for Charlotte. 

Due to this, it has been long since Charles Eyler could recognize himself in the mirror. His face, ever-shifting vessel to vessel and yet always returning to the one he felt the least attachment to, would grow muddled and uncertain unless he was retaining the face of the one he idolized the most, an obsession that carried over for years and years following his and their death.

Where there was once a semblance of control over himself and his life now lies a person scorned and bruised by the world, saddened by fate and lost to the waves. Charles once had a chance at a self-perceived state of normalcy, but his story had other plans for him.

something your muse struggles with: charles feels that the world is contaminated beyond repair, and is plagued by an obsession with cleanliness. he sees most others as distorted, likely due to a dissociative fugue.

your muse’s greatest strength: he is very artistic and full of creativity. he attempts to connect with others through writing and art, since he struggles to connect with them through other, more social means. 

history / background: 

Charles Eyler’s life was a story about giving up.

A normal life, a normal childhood, a normal family – all of these things were ripped from his hands before he could even bear witness to the sun. He was born in the ruins of an explosive divorce, one of two children granted a chance at life – the other, Scarlett, being cut down the moment she was conceived.

Charles’ mother’s health was declining by the day; she would eventually suffer a terrible breakdown, never fully recovering, never seeing Charles the same way again. She would come to call him Scarlett, seeing him as nothing but his dead sister. She, too, would withdraw, becoming nearly incommunicable. Charles was alone, save for the haunting memory of what could have been: a tulpa of his unconceived sister, the shade of what she could have been.

Scarlett would loom over Charles, verbally attacking him and attempting to ruin his life at every turn, and he would find no escape from her other than through pills, increasing the amounts until she was fully silenced, until he had no more left to curb her abuse.

Charles would eventually find someone he could call a friend. Someone distorted, caked in the muddled rot of the universe, but someone nonetheless. Their personalities were equally unpleasant, their histories contaminated by the world; Anri and Charles found comfort in each other where they could not find comfort in another. They even would be considered a couple – at least, to the public eye.

In addition to Anri, however, was C. C, an online presence Charles came to admire like a messiah.  

He would learn that C was not only C – he was Vincent, a boy destroyed by life as he was; however undistorted, unaffected by the rot and contamination of the universe.

Vincent wasn’t distorted. Vincent was perfect. Vincent had been his God, and he had returned beyond the gates of Heaven.  

Without his pills, Scarlett would laugh at Charles, watching his life unravel between his very fingers.

And in the end, Anri, as well, would leave. 

Everyone would leave. Charles, in a desperate fervor to have control over one last thing in his life, would suggest to her this: they run away.

Anri took up his offer, and he held out pills. Had he less dignity, he would have begged on his knees: let’s leave together.

He underestimated the amount of care she held in her heart for him. They would not leave together. She wouldn’t let him do that, even if they would eventually break off their falsified relationship.

Things would be okay. It wasn’t his fault. She made sure he knew that, made him repeat it like a mantra. 

They ceased contact after she moved, despite their best attempts at keeping up, and he lost Anri after some time. 

Not long after, he lost his mother, as well.

The world would fall apart with her death, and he would fall with it. The contamination of the world became too much to bear. Rot spread to his very veins, and he wondered if the ocean would be enough to wash it from his skin.

powers / abilities: 

charles may take over VESSELS by transferring his consciousness into other beings. one of these vessels includes an empty husk of his idol, vincent.

inherent abilities: 

GOD. following his death, charles has become a sort of god. this does not leave him omnipotent to the wonders of the world and does not render his body immortal beyond all comprehension, however; he can still be killed. his status as a god is simply that – a status. 

items / weapons: N/A

starting ability: ability to take over vessels

starting item: n/a

extra: 

he is canonically genderfluid and asexual!

get nietzsche away from this dude

sometimes you just keep on musing autistic black haired yellow eyed bitches and have to resign yourself to your fate

the characters of hello charlotte’s false world are created from his mind after his death. hello, world!

discord id: allendedwell

[hellocharlotte-text]

Scarlett Eyler

Once again, possible spoilers ahead

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Favorite thing about them-

Her design without a doubt. It’s very beautiful and suits her character well.

Least favorite thing about them-

The existence of the tulpa

Favorite line- I honestly don’t remember much of her lines but the first one that comes to mind is “You don’t have the right to be dead!”

brOTP-

Honestly, I’d have to say Florence. Out of her interactions with all of aliens, her and Florence were my favorite.

OTP-

Honestly, similar to Charlotte, I don’t have any strong opinions on Scarlett ships. Therefore, I don’t have one.

nOTP-

Same as above

Random headcanon-

Her grades aren’t that good because she’s so focused on keeping people together and she hardly keeps herself together.

Unpopular opinion-

I don’t really have one off the top of my head. I’m pretty sure I share common opinions about Scarlett.

Songs I associate with them-

I associate her with the soundtrack “Eyler.” But other than that, I don’t have a lot of songs I associate with Scarlett.

Favorite picture of them-

She’s precious.

(I was tempted to go with the part time job comic, but decided against that cause this doodle is too cute)

[hatelied]

@parlecrit​ - “ it’s just that scarlett was a real person, you know? “

       “ no , no she wasn’t . ” the words come from anri’s mouth without hesitation . if eyler was real , she’d have more of a presence . if eyler was real , she’d actually do things . if eyler was real , she’d be more than just whispers & rumors of a girl that threw herself off a rooftop .

       “ do you remember the last conversation you had with her ? do you remember seeing her ? because i don’t . i only know the stories about her dying after jumping from the roof -- and even if they’re fake , eyler’s dead . doesn’t matter what we say about her anymore , lotte . ”

[a-mnisia-blog]

frei, can you imagine your corpse rotting away in anyone else's mind? c's? anri's? maybe even scarlett, the dead girl's?

“ Ms. Wiltshire is the perfect vessel for me, you see. She did choose to become one with me, after all! I can’t see any of those other humans deciding to put that upon themselves... Nonetheless... ”

The god put a finger to their lips quizzically, blinking their four eyes....

“ Well... That Warhol girl is far too unstable to begin with. Too much going on in her mind -- I can tell that it’s incredibly cloudy. I can’t imagine the toll both her mind and body would take.. I would have crumbled immediately! Same for that Eyler girl... Especially considering how she died. ”

A chuckle left their lips soon after.

“ That Vincent and his god complex, however... It intrigues me. He most certainly isn’t stable enough, and stubborn as a bull... But I suppose I wouldn’t mind. We would get along well, despite it all. He only needs to learn what’s right... ”