
This might get complicated real quick--but do not fret, The Others and I are here to help. Just shoot us a message and we will try to make sense of what doesn't.
They say, "life is stranger than fiction," but We could not possibly make this up if we tried.
Sorta. Blurred lines and half truths can soon convolute an already confusing World, but if you allow yourself to understand, We will allow Ourselves to teach.
Welcome to The Collective.
My name is Zisco; my color is Light Blue. I am a Taurus, love Classic Rock, writing, drawing, and most of all comic books. I model myself after Peter Parker for he became really relatable to me when I first was introduced to comic books back in high school. I try to do good every day--even when doing bad is the easiest thing to accomplish. I believe in Responsibility and one's duty to it; which is why I've finally decided to make this post about Us, and not just myself.
A truthful introduction to who you might stumble upon on the outside world; and speaking of Truth...

Long Story Short, My Name Is Truth--The Truth--If You Feel Compelled To Properly Address Me, To Which I Will Not Hold That Against You If You Do Not. I Am Not Easily Offended; I Was Named Ironically, After All, But I Chose To Embrace That And Made It My Own.
Ask Me Anything And I Will Never Lie To You. They Say The Truth Hurts, And Although Some Times That Does Indeed Occur, I Will Always Try My Damnest To Absorb The Hurt, If Only To Prevent You From Being Hurt. Whether That Occurs Accidentally Or On Purpose, Well, That Depends On What You Ask, Friend.
My Color Is Blood Red, Or As I Call It, True Red; I Am Also A Taurus, But Since The Beginning, I Have Never Truly Seen Myself As Human, But A God. If Anything, Sharing This Vessel With Blue Has Made Me Humble And Allowed Me To Understand Most Human Emotions, Which At Times Come Off As Fake On My Part. I Have Been Called A Monster, A Psychopath, A Disease Among Other Things By The Others, But In The End, I Will Always Sacrifice Myself For Them. So If Anything They've Ever Said About Me Is True, Is That I Come Off As A Martyr.
However, This Is Life--And Life Is What You Make It. You Can Choose To Be Miserable--Or To Be Happy.

So um okay, hi my name is Happy! I like the color yellow and so like, I mean the color yellow but bright yellow like a happy yellow not a dark yellow all sad and dark! lol
the others sometimes call me the kid or the child or just the yellow king lol but i'm not really a king not anymore anyway, i just like to read books and play video games and just stay inside really.
i dont get out much anymore, the others say im very dangerous and i make chaos or whatever lol i dunno i guess theyre right.
but i just wanna have fun you know? i just want to have fun. fun fun fun!
anyway. um i dunno what else to say. hey whos next?

Hello, let me ask you this: "I am black in color yet I am colorless, what am I?"
My name is Roman; it was once Rot, for I was seeing as the literal black sheep of the system--family, whatever. My color's always been Black, and I have always embraced its dark beauty and mystery. My passion is Greek and Egyptian mythology, for I have always found it fascinating--it was my favorite topic back in college. I've always had a fascination with artifacts and what power they hold such as keys. My color of choice comes from coal--the nature of it, tying into things such as volcanoes and ash. I've always found love in the decay; which is why I also embraced being called Rot by the others--until I found myself a need to reinvent myself, and Roman just fit.

I Once Knew My True Name--That Time Is Bloody Gone, Lad, And Now, I Just Have Magic, The Hellblazer, And My Demonic Partner In Crime.
We're The Ones That Beat Hell. I Escaped It, She Rules It.
My Color Is Dark Yellow.
You Might Have Heard My Name In The Dark Circles Of This World On The Outside.
My Name...
Is John Constantine.
And I Don't Play--If I Can't Win.

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The Tempest!
The Most Dangerous Game!
Jekyll and Hyde!
What are you onto, brother of mine?
You know you know... poetry. Tragedy!
Ah, raise you one better! The Taming of the Shrew, The Divine Comedy! King Lear!
King Lear is not a comedy, sibling!
Oh, but one can find comedic features in any piece of literature, even if it is deemed and filed under Tragedy, come on, thus not know?
Et tu, Brute?
Julius Caesar? Fantastic addition, brother!
Hello!
Hi, how are you?
We...
Are!
Divine Comedy!
And I am Master Tragedy!
The others calls Us...
The Twins!
Hand in hand--
Dark Blue...
...Light Red!
Poetry. Theater!
Performance!
Join Us at the new and improved slightly renovated--
No, no, sibling--no spoilers!
Oh. Right.
Ah who am I kidding!
Welcome! To the--
Let meeeee say it!
Shush!
No!
Let's say it together then.
(Together)
Welcome, Audience! To the new and improved, slightly renovated...
"Theater of Pain And Laughter!"
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"Hello? He cannot come over to the phone right now, please leave a message after the tone."
*Beep*
A cage, a protector, a monster, a jailer. I came to be in charge of watching over the worst of the worst. I punished them, tortured them, made them bleed. It was my duty.
Then he whispered to me one day after being quiet for eons.
"What Is Your Color?"
I responded, "True Red."
He said, "No--That Is My Essence. You Are False Red. Merely A Pathetic Copy."
I responded, "I am one of the Originals. You are the one pretending. You are nothing but a lie. And my job is to burn out the lies."
Hello, my name is Rojo. My color is Red. The type of shade of red you first see when blood is spilled, when the wallpaper on you wall drips, when you bite your tongue on accident.
I am a Protector of the Host. And a Keeper of The Labyrinth.

Touch: Is that rain? It can't rain all the time... can it?
Hearing: "Come Back, Brother..."
Smell: Is that... burned skin?
Taste: *cough cough* what did I just inhale? Powder...white...like my color. Taste of Marble Stone. Old and legendary.
Eons Ago
"I am Seker. I am an Observer, I cannot interfere."
"I Need You To Break That Rule, Sibling. He Is Coming For Her."
"I cannot--but I will document the Event. Good luck, Truth."
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"No me acuerdo."
"You Had Family. I Am Sorry."
"Porque hablas asi? Tu no eres--"
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I don't remember.
You Are A God.
A--a god?
You're Dangerous. You Need To Stay Inside.
I don't--what?
Put Him In The Labyrinth.
No, wait, please!
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"Then I Will Take You With Me."
"Hehehehe, give it your best shot. Mon frere."
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"Who am I?"
"You're not supposed to be here."
"Please. Tell me!"
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2004
"I told you to stay away! Hidden!"
"Please, help me."
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2010
"You need me. Admit it."
"I wish you would die."
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2017
"I'm the only one that can stop T. You know this--I told you. You need me."
"Please help me, sister."
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2022
"You're done. I told you one more mistake-- I would burn you the ground and scatter your ashes in different worlds. You're done."
"Hehehehehe. Do your worst, Editor."
"Hold on, you don't need to do this, Z. He's family!"
"He's a cancer, Cass."
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Mi color es café.
Y me llamo Xavier.
Lo unico que necesito, es venganza.