Violet, Dylan and Isaac: introductions are in order!

Dylan- Black              Violet- Purple              D + V- Green                    All- Grey
Isaac- Blue                 D + I- Gold                 I + V- Red

                                                  "Violet, Dylan and Isaac: Introductions are in order!"

Hello, I am Dylan. And I am Isaac. My name is Violet. This is our blog, our rant, and our home. For a long time, it was just me and Violet, but then Isaac came, so we made space for him beside us.

One of us is real, whether it's me, Dylan, or Isaac. But, you'll have to decide who on your own. I am only as real as others perceive me, or so I've been told.

Exactly. You're always so clever, Violet. The only girl among us, and the oldest in our trio. I can't imagine how Dylan Put up with you all these years.

Well, to be truthful, we've had our fights. Violet once left for a whole month because of a disagreement we had. But, Isaac, as the youngest of us, you should know not to press your luck. If it wasn't for Violet, you wouldn't be here.

Can I please work in peace?! We agreed I could share my thoughts on this whole thing first!

We're sorry...

Thank you! Okay, where was I...

Oh, yes. Well, I am Violet and I'm 19 years of age, last time I had checked. I've lived in this inner world for as long as I could remember. Before you start, let me explain. Me, Dylan, Isaac... We all reside in this inner world. Our world takes the form of a large mansion-like building. But, more on me. I have light purple eyes, straight and soft black hair, and angel-feather-white skin. Yes, I know. I look amazing. I'm also bisexual. And if you have a problem with that, you can get the hell off my blog. Please and thank you.

So, if you're still reading this, it must mean you're cool with LBGT. If so, kudos to you! Well, before anyone asks, I'm not dating Dylan or Isaac! I generally don't date, as it happens.

Well, the mansion world we live in is huge, though I have honestly only seen a handful of specific rooms. I can barely begin to describe everything. The main room is huge, an extremely open room with a massive staircase in the back, which leads to a second level, a landing to be precise. The stairs are covered in a thick, red rug. The landing has four options of direction to go to four different rooms. If you go left, you will go into Isaac's room, which I avoid at all costs. If you go right, you'll enter my room. Directly ahead is a small tunnel/ hallway that leads to the library. Built around the tunnel are more stairs that lead up to the third floor, which contains Dylan's room and a few other things I was unaware of.

The library is vast. It goes backwards one-hundred-and-seven rows and is one-hundred-and seven isles across. The doors opened in the perfect middle of the isles if you go from left to right. For some reason, many of the books were filled with empty pages or missing passages.

If you go to my room, you'd notice a large amount of clothes, stuffed animals, books, and other odds-and-ends covering every surface. It was a habit I developed a long time ago, to merely leave things where I last had them. Dylan always asked me to clean, but I never do. I know exactly where things are; right where I left them. There is a pile of blankets and stuffed animals and pillows in the center of the floor. I usually slept in there, snuggled in deep.

Dylan's room is constantly changing, due to his need to rearrange everything every other week. So, I can't really tell you what it looks like. Sorry.

Well, that's all for now.

Lots of love!