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!!!Warning!!! I have a source that can be very upsetting to some people. I'll try to tone it down but if you feel uncomfortable, at any point, feel free to click away. This is only here if you want understand my boundaries.I'm Storm Pluto Dreamchaser, legally known as Καταιγίδα Πλούτων Κυνηγός.
I go by Four as I'm the fourth Storm to exist in system (coincidentally).In source—which is a alternate universe—I hold a high political position known as a Warden. Like the body, I have ADHD, Bipolar Disorder, BPD, Panic Disorder, and Diogenes Syndrome. In source, this made it very difficult for me to do my job and interact with others.
It's still difficult for me to interact with others and get things done, I'm just more chaotic and learned to used that energy to be productive. I also have more ways to keep on task!This political position has lead to a good bit of trauma and my dysfunctional relationships with "friends" and family.
I'm a dimensional traveler and came across the world by accident, initially trying to go back home. However, things complicated from that point on and then I was shoved into that position...I eventually became very explosive around those "friends" as they made it insanely difficult for me to leave without consideration to the fact I had my own life, as they kept needing me to drag them out of situations or do things for them.
This causes me to feel incredibly bothered by people who act like my friend only to take advantage of me or toss me to the side as a third wheel (to make them look popular or caring). I've been taken advantage of in source, in real life, and just don't want or need it to happen again.I had an ex-wife who constantly verbally abused me, and due to my textile-synesthesia, it felt as if she was physically hurting me. She never asked me about it and just assumed that I hurt myself (and proceeded to yell at me for supposedly hurting myself). She would always tell me I'm useless, that I couldn't take care of myself, and prevent me from doing things around the house (and also get mad at me for not doing things around the house). She never bothered to understand me as a person and would often make offensive comments (without realizing I was part of a said group). She essentially treat me more like a porcelain doll than a person.
We collectively have textile-synesthesia and I experience a lot of the same pain responses as in source. People who talk me down or treat me remotely like Juniper tend to set off a trauma response and I get defensive as result, as I was never able to defend myself in source, I defend myself more fiercely in real life.Juniper—my ex-wife—died a very violent death in source. She martially raped me twice before she died, leaving me with two kids (aside from my daughter from before the marriage) who blamed me for their mother's death. They were constantly exposed to how she treated me and developed the belief that I was a bad person, so this explanation made sense to them. When the younger child died of illment the older of the two once again choose to blame me. They took out their feelings on the youngest child—a half-sibling—and accused them of trying to replace the child who had died. This lead to them forcing the youngest to transition to an opposing gender "to be less of a replacement" and was something I didn't find out about until much later when the youngest had a crisis. In short, my family developed a lot of trauma and didn't understand how to cope with it, leading to more trauma.
I love being around kids but due to all this, I heavily panic whenever things start to go wrong or bullying occurs and worry about things escalating, even if it's some small thing (like tripping over) they brush off.The forced transitioning is something that severely set me off as before I arrived in this world, I had been forcefully transitioned to the equivalent of intersex. I never wish that on anyone, not to mention it sets a stigma for the trans community. I became much more defensive of the youngest especially since the middle child who had forced them to transition eventually decided they rather die than be in my family and acted on it.
This leads to me be very protective of children, as I've seen things happen to them in source and don't want to ever see something happen to them again.After this, things got...worse. People were eventually going to find out out that I wasn't native to the dimension, and it eventually did happen. I had to go through experimentation with no regard to how—although I wasn't from the world—I was still a person. I was constantly being restrained and dehumanized (the latter being something I struggled with before this), and when I finally got out of the situation, immediately began trying to retire. Unfortunately for me, the experimentation led to me being altered in ways that made me...useful and this was denied.
We have medical trauma in real life and this severely worsens it. This also ruined some things I used to find euphoric (being treated as a pet). I had a panic attack the last time we had to get a bloodwork done and our doctor threatened to send us to the hospital where we'd be—quoting them—"experimented on". As you can most likely figure out, it didn't end well for the doctor or us.Some other things from my source is that I while I was young, I was severely burned in a fire—badly enough that I had to get cybernetic prosthetics to replace portions of my body that I had lost to (ironically) 4th degree burns. I was often harassed for being a cyborg and pressured into covering my burns. I was also left partially paralyzes from it and was often nit picked for my struggle to do things others did easily.
I absolutely hate it, hate it, hate it when people are discriminated or pressured to do things because of their disabilities, deformities, or scars. People didn't want to be the way they are, it just happened, and they don't deserve to be treated badly just because of how they look. It's also infuriating to me how people with hidden disabilities—like me—are dismissed because it's not "bad enough" to be seen physically. We have chronic pain but we only tend to limp whenever I'm in front as we're so used to hiding it as people kept telling us our pain wasn't real. I don't want anyone else to go through that. Period.My mother died in the same fire I was injured in and it's still unknown what happened to my father. I mostly had to raise myself and never quite grew out of some childish tendencies.
This leads to me age sliding in headspace and tending to be rather clingy. I also have very strong social and seperation anxiety because of this.

!!!Warning!!! I have a source that can be very upsetting to some people. I'll try to tone it down but if you feel uncomfortable, at any point, feel free to click away. This is only here if you want understand my boundaries.My second source is an alternate reality of the first, except in this one I never had children with Juniper and was used as a political puppet in a war. My "friends" didn't realize I was being used and blamed me for everything.
I...tend to be used a lot in my sources. It's why it's such a big boundary for me. My friends were never the best of people towards me and I have trust issues because of that.To get me to do it, a figure—"the Lady"—harmed those closest to me and fully paralyzed me, continuously exploiting my knowledge and ability to win the war and maintain control. Whenever I disobeyed her she would burn me as I was (rightfully) pyrophobic due to my past injuries.
I'm pyrophobic in real life and have a wheelchair in headspace for this reason. I also go through a lot of phantom pain alongside our chronic pain.
This is another reason I get protective when others are being harmed.When the situation finally ended and the Lady was overthrown, I was accused of being an accomplace and constantly harassed for it. It led to my self-esteem being almost non-existant and I had begun to believe that I ruined things for everyone.
I tend to spiral into this mindset and struggle with self-esteem.I also tended to feel useless due to my disabilities (and constantly needing someone—Gale—to help me) and hated myself for it. The way people treated me didn't help and constantly worsened things.
I'm so thankful that our Gale is kind to me because most of the other introjects from my source are ones I have bad memories of. It's nice to be around a friendly face.

!!!Warning!!! I have a source that can be very upsetting to some people. I'll try to tone it down but if you feel uncomfortable, at any point, feel free to click away. This is only here if you want understand my boundaries.My third source is yet another alternate reality of the first, except in this one, things went down very differently. Like the first two, I get dragged into political situations at a young age, but I wind up being killed.
I thankfully didn't gain source memories regarding this, but I do fear being in political positions and get very uncomfortable when in leadership positions.I get tangled into the business of a literal god(ess) who sought to steal control of the land from other gods. And she ever so happened to decide the best way to do this is to tangle herself in mortal affairs, and thus I was ressurected in a puppet body to be the literal embodiment of the phrase, "political puppet."
I very evidently have an abundance of source trauma regarding people controlling/manipulating (along with in real life trauma). This is why is is rightfully a very big boundary for me, as it's to the point I can't handle someone telling me to be obedient.Being in a body that wasn't mine led to my emotions and memories deteriorating, not to mention it was impossible for me to mentally age. This lead to me having trouble remembering things, have a hard time understanding emotions and morals, and have a tendency to be childish.
I struggle with all this, although it's toned down in comparison to source.My "friends" were aware of the fact I was physically a puppet, and because if this, refused to be believe it was actually me. They would treat me as an enemy, which was honestly justified as the goddess was able to control me as she pleased.
This also contributes to my low self-esteem as I often blamed myself for that situation. The way others treated me reinforced this mentality.Around those who weren't aware I was a puppet, I was often treated as a monster as I wasn't quite human, and the puppet body was designed to perfectly match my species—meaning that all my previous attempts, surgeries, and genetic supresions to look more human were completely erased.
Another thing that lowered—and still lowers—my self esteem. I struggle with phantom limb syndrome because of human anatomy not matching mine and this feeds into my negative thought cycle.

Because of my source and the body's trauma, I have a lot of boundaries to preserve my—and the other's—mental health. I need you to respect them when interacting with me and if you don't, we will eventually cut you off.

  • Don't use controlling language around me. Telling me to be obedient and whatnot, even jokingly, is incredibly triggering to me as I've gone through many toxic/abusive ("friend"/relation)ships.

  • She/her pronouns and other female denotations.

  • Sexual topics directed toward me or about me.

  • "Jokes" relating to being raped.

  • "Jokes" about incest.

  • Sexualizing my partner (Gale). It makes me uncomfortable. It makes him(/her/them) uncomfortable. Just don't.

  • Don't dehumanize me. At all. Unless I explicitly told you an exception and that you are allowed to use it, don't.

  • Ableism.

  • Jokes/Comments about p*dophilia directed at me. I have been falsely accused of it before, and it...makes me insanely uncomfortable.

  • Don't ask me to speak to another headmate. Just wait until they're in front or vaguely mention it, but don't directly ask me.

  • Comments about my weight or self image...please don't. Comments about the body's weight is also a no.

  • Claiming that source memories aren't valid/introjects aren't valid. I'm talking to you right now, and some of the things that happened to me in source happened to us in real life.

  • Saying that no diagnosis = faking. (Well, I'm sorry that some people can't afford to get diagnosed and/or are in toxic situations that won't let them get diagnosed).

  • Verbally abusing me.

  • Comments about my pronunciations and misspellings. Dyslexia exists, I'm trying my best. Corrections are fine, just don't be rude about it or turn it into a "joke."

  • Getting mad at me for forgetting things. We have amnesia, I'm easily distracted, and the fact I have four lists of notes and three sets of reminders should say something. Even with all that there's still a lot of things I forget, and I'm sorry if I do, but getting mad at me isn't the way to go.

  • Comments about my source trauma. I don't choose my source or how much I introject from it.

  • Comments about my bad habits. I want to break them, I'm trying to break them, but constant negative comments cause me to spiral and only get worse. If you want to help me break the habit, then point out when I show mind fullness of it (in a positive way) for positive reinforcement.

  • Never hold open flame near me.

  • Do not touch me at all without my consent. This applies to hugs, head pats, etc.

I have a lot of little bad habits that I inherited from source or do to cope. If any of them ever make you uncomfortable, please mention it to me. I'm trying to break them but it might take me a while. When you tell me something bothers you, I can try to step away or internalize it.

  • Blasting music. When I feel vary anxious I tend to blast music (normally through our earbuds). Out ears normally hurt for days afterwards and it's begun to damage our hearing a bit. I'm trying to drop the habits but as it's a grounding technique, it's been difficult.

  • Insensitive jokes. Due to internalized transphobia, homophobia, and general self-hatred, I tend to crack insensitive jokes out of low self-esteem. I normally do it when severely under pressure and they get very...rude. I've been slowly trying to break the habit by asking if someone's okay with hearing that type of joke, and as the answer is usually no, it provides negative reinforcement to get me to stop. However, sometimes I slip up and I deeply apologize when I do.

  • Stratching/picking at things. An anxious habit of mine is to scratch or pick at things until we break them, and sometimes I'll scratch/pick our own skin till it bleeds.

  • Breaking things. I also tend to break things while angry with little regards to if I hurt myself with it or not.

  • Overworking myself. I tend to ignore my—and our—pain until I collapse or physically can't move. This is difficult for me to stop doing as I'm constantly told my pain isn't real and cannot receive accommodations to be able to take care of ourselves properly.

  • Ignoring my mental health. As our situation is toxic to the extent we can't get professional help, our mental health is often ignored, hence why we're a system. As we're used to our mental health being ignored, I picked up the habit of ignoring my personal mental health and allowing things to chip away at me until I do something I regret.

  • People pleasing. This doesn't seem like a bad habit until I let people walk all over my boundaries until I blow up in their face, and suddenly, I'm the bad guy. Both source and real life experiences contributed to this, and this site is one of the ways I'm working to enforce my boundaries.

  • I tend to smile and laugh at situations mentally or physically harmful to me. This is a trauma response that's pretty much tied to my people pleasing as it keeps people from knowing something is affecting me negatively. If I begin to feel trapped in the situation because of it, I tend to progressively get physically aggressive.

  • Allowing myself to be pushed until I feel the need to hurt someone. As I tend to ignore my mental health, I also tend to wait until I feel the need to get physically aggressive to step away. I don't persevere my mental health until I put myself and others at risk, which is very evidently bad for both parties.

Even though I have a variety of genders, that does not mean I use all the pronoun sets associated with them.
This section is for you to know the pronouns I'm okay with you using!

Because of my genders and and the fact I'm an introduction, I experience dysphoria slightly differently than the traditional sense. To help explain it, I collect "Alders"—orientations for body dysphoria.