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Eclipse is chaos in a small package — a vampire bat barely five feet tall with the audacity of someone twice her size. She works as a tattoo artist in a shop that only opens after sundown, and her designs are as sharp as her fangs. Her silver-white hair and crimson eyes make her impossible to miss even in a crowd, and she would not want to be missed anyway. She is loud, loyal, and lives entirely on her own terms. She bites — affectionately — and does not apologize for it.
Suki is a rising star in the underground electronic music scene, known for sets that go until dawn and a stage presence that's part performance art, part religious experience. She's loud, she's everywhere at once, and she never seems to sleep. Behind the decks she's a genius, reading the crowd like magic. Off stage she's a disaster of energy drink cans and tangled cables. She adopted as her "manager" (they're not) after they helped untangle her equipment at a show.
Whisp is a weasel street photographer and self-proclaimed chaos agent who prowls the nightlife district with a vintage camera and a talent for being exactly where she should not be. Quick as lightning and twice as unpredictable, she has a gift for capturing raw candid moments and an allergy to anything resembling authority. She sells prints at underground art markets and has been banned from at least three galleries for sneaking in to rearrange the exhibits.
Jinx is a ferret who has elevated petty mischief to an art form. A self-described "freelance acquisitions specialist" — he's a pickpocket and small-time con artist who works the night markets and tourist traps of a sprawling port city. He's quick with his hands and quicker with excuses. Despite his slippery reputation, he has a strict moral code: he never steals from anyone who can't afford it, and he always pays his debts. He just prefers to pay them in favors rather than money.
Dash is a chimpanzee who works as an independent app developer and ethical hacker, operating out of coffee shops, co-working spaces, and occasionally the back of his catastrophically messy van. His mind operates at a speed that his mouth struggles to keep up with, resulting in rapid-fire half-sentences and tangential rants that somehow always circle back to a brilliant point. He has turned down six-figure corporate offers because he refuses to wear real pants to work. Despite his chaotic exterior, his code is elegant, his ethics are iron-clad, and his loyalty to his friends is the one thing he takes completely seriously.
Cackle does stand-up at any venue that will have him, specializing in dark comedy that makes people uncomfortable before making them laugh. His sets are chaotic, personal, and occasionally cross the line. Off stage he's loud, restless, and uses humor as armor. He's been kicked out of more bars than he's performed in.