Tempus of the Four Seasons

Autumn stands at 6'2'', but the imposing effect of his height is mostly canceled out by the thin build he has. It should be noted, however, that this thin build is not thin as in a human- as human Autumn is not, though it may be humanoid. Autumn is made entirely of fall leaves, giving it a strange beauty- orange, yellow, red, brown leaves all adorn its body. Its thinness is simply the fact that its long limbs- two long, nearly stick-thin arms set on its pointed shoulders, clawed with gnarled dead roots, and similar legs protruding from the hipless bottom of its torso- are made especially gangly by the small diameter of its torso area- Only about 10 inches in diameter. Twisted and dead roots and branches surround its torso, giving it an amount of toughness. Its head is a round knob set upon the top of its torso, an outcropping of leaves somewhat identifiable as hair-like, and with brown eyes the color of rotting wood set deep into its head, a gash with points of the dead wood for teeth serving as a mouth. Plants die where he walks.

Winter stands at 5'10'', truly not the tallest figure, but a very wide and blocky one. Winter is made completely of blue-white ice, with a faceted body made up of smooth sides of ice and cleanly cut corners. His body is wide and blocky, smooth and cold with sockets for his similarly wide in diameter limbs. He has arms set slightly below the tops of his torso with notched hands and fingers that move and bend with multiple little cut spherical joints. His legs are very wide, consisting of an upper section, a knee joint, and a lower section with foot attached. His head is defined well- a large block of ice with a ridge running from the top of the head to the back, almost like hair, and eyes notched in a hexagonal spiraling pattern into his head. His mouth is well cut into his head, a jaw with a spherical joint on each side of the head.

Spring is the odd one out of the four seasons, being both feminine and very much human-like. Spring has the form of a tall- 6'0'' but somewhat young woman, made entirely out of plant matter. Her copy of the human shape is almost exact, excepting internal organs and reproductive organs- which she does not have due to being a plant, simply a general copy of the feminine form. This leaves the fact that she does not wear clothes to be not actually obscene. Specifically being a plant means that she's made of a conglomerate of green plant matter, with the occasional living leaf. Her head is very human-like, with green eyes, an actual nose, a lipped mouth, and hair made of vines that goes down her back, with flowers of many colors in it.

Summer is the second most human of the season, a huge brute standing at 6'10'', almost like a bald human, except less well defined- merely the base of a human shape, with the proportions of a very large human. He has yellow-white skin, and not human yellow-white- basically the color of the sun. This is not merely his skin, as he is like this throughout his whole body. His limbs are large, long, and massive, as well as his torso, and though unlike Winter and Autumn they are properly proportioned, though muscle or nails or anything more specific are not defined, merely a simple shape. His head is round and bald, with a somewhat crazy grin, and red eyes that look like a fire. He has a single vine going down his body, and he is uncomfortably warm to the touch

Autumn is cruel- he takes delight in watching the pain and suffering of others, and especially in watching death, decay, rot and blight. Autumn, in fact, takes a hate to life in general and makes it his personal goal to extinguish it- being the incarnation of autumn, the transition from bloom to cold, after all. He does decidedly not enjoy suffering on his own part, and though he is not cowardly, he will work up a very cold hate towards those who would harm him. He finds cheerfulness insufferable, as it to him represents having too much vitality. He's rather macabre, brooding and hanging over death in general. He tolerates Winter and Summer, even likes them a little since he's bent them to his alignment, evil- but he despises Spring.

Winter is cold and calculating, thinking every action through before he takes it. Winter only moves much in situations where he must- he prefers to move slowly and surely, as he prizes order and stillness above all. He enjoys the cold, being made of ice and being the incarnation of winter, and despises frenzies of chaos, frenzies of movement, and fires. He has plans for every goal, and weighs the pros and cons for short term options, calculating the advantages of physical movements, even. He finds too much non-normality intolerable. Autumn has persuaded him that the best path to order is exterminating those who would possibly stop order. He finds Autumn and Spring agreeable enough (though Spring somewhat irritates him), and hates Summer with a passion reserved for few enemies.

Spring is cheerful, lively, enjoying watching things move and grow. She doesn't enjoy watching pain happen in others at all, but recently isn't willing to risk herself to stop it, anymore- due to Autumn's harassment, she's taken on a more beleaguered viewpoint, simply trying to stay alive and keep the rest of Tempus alive. While she'll sneak bits of plant-growing at times, she'll still join in when Tempus is destroying things, if she's called upon- while once she was the moral balance of the four, Autumn has corrupted them too far. She dislikes death most of all and those who would like to cause much of it, though her will has weakened to the point where she will not take a stand. She likes Winter and Summer (less since the two have taken Autumn's advice), and very much dislikes Autumn.

Summer acts first, thinks fifth. He's very much a chaotic brute, enjoying watching systems crumble, and enjoying natural freedom very much. Autumn showed him how enjoyable destruction could be- and as such, Summer enjoys wreaking havoc simply for the fact that it both deals damage to governments and simple systems, and that it's simply fun. He hates being restrained, and this will fly him into a destructive rage, which is a dangerous thing. He is rather amiable to Spring and Autumn, though he finds Spring somewhat too reserved, but he hates Autumn even more than most things he hates, and takes actions often simply to make him angry.