Eden
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Name: Eden Heyward Age: Late-teens (As of 201X) Gender: Boyish Species: Mortal Honeybee Occupation: Community college student Favorite Color: Pastels, Bright pink Favorite Food: Attractively plated sweets Likes: Space, UFOs, Fanfic, Simulator games Dislikes: Sports, Unasked-for criticism, Being alone with his thoughts Best Traits: Outwardly confident, Charismatic, Creative Worst Traits: Overcompensating, Self-centered, Lazy |
Appearance
Eden is a short and stout little guy overall, with plump features. His warm-brown, almost pinkish skin is a little on the light side for a bee, and seems overall soft, delicate, and well-cared-for. His hair and fur are both naturally blond, and he likes to dye them pink. When he has spare cash, he quickly spends it on cute clothes to show off online
As is typical of bug-folk, his features are a lot different from those of lesser-bugs. More so than the gulf between the other "species" of man and their animal counterparts. His eyes are big and dark, but aren't compound-eyes, and his mouth is really very ordinary in its structure. His antennae are mostly vestigial organs, receptive only to touch, and the muscles which move them are only about as sophisticated as the ones that twitch an ape's ears.
Pass-times
When he isn't studying – and it really isn't hard to derail him from his studies – he has predominantly indoor hobbies. Media consumption is a big one, as well as various little creative outlets. Above all, he's a dabbler. He's got ideas, but isn't a writer, he's theater-kid-adjacent, but isn't an actor, he loves stargazing, but doesn't have the patience for the science-y side of astronomy.
There isn't a clear sense of what he wants to do as he grows from a teenager to an adult. He has no end-goal in mind with his post-secondary schooling. But this is only community college, he has time to figure it out, right?
Shooting Star
One night, Eden was overtaken by a strange and indescribable sensation. A light shot through the sky, and somehow he felt the heat and force of it as though it had torn through his room, rather than rocketting toward the far-off mountains and crashing through the trees.
Yes, he was scared, of course he was scared! But when the pain faded, when he knew he was safe and intact, and he calmed himself down, he was filled with an almost childish joy. It was a UFO, a real UFO! It was as though he just saw Santa Claus jingling through the sky, years after he stopped believing.
As he'd soon find, a girl named Astrid, a student at his college no less, saw the same thing. No-one else claimed to see anything strange that night, and no one else went to investigate the empty crash site.
Seems like it was just meant to be. All of it. Sure, this girl isn't easy to get along with, but as the two buddy-up in school projects to get more opportunities to be alone, discuss, and investigate their alien, her smarts are starting to rub off on his grade point average.
Connections
Astrid — "Okay so I know this is so bad and wrong to say but I was honestly so shocked that she isn't a lesbian? Or, if she is, she doesn't- I mean, look, I get that it's not my business either way. Just saying though. I have girlfriends asking me to introduce them and I'm like, girl, it'll be like trying to hold a conversation with a block of concrete!"