XENOCYON


Hi, I'm Ken. I'm an illustrator and writer creating works largely focused on neowestern and sci-fi themes. This Carrd primarily serves to compile my social media links and OCs neatly into one place.
If you're looking for art references of any of my characters, you'll find them here.

This page is a work in progress.
Compiled here are general summaries of each original universe I write my characters in.
Verse List:
(excluding fandom verses, e.g. Fallout)
West of Eden
Phantom Frequency
Nightcall
American Werewolf in Rome


WEST OF EDEN

GENRE: Neowestern, dramaSETTING:West of Eden is a post-modern neowestern set in rural Arizona at the end of a long and dark ice-age. North America choked beneath ashen clouds and ice for four centuries. The first breach of sunlight tore across the western sky and dubbed all land south of the Grand Canyon The Breakings.New age technology permitted mankind to live on in spite of an arctic wasteland, from underground cities with artificial suns to rural villages whose occupants adapted over generations to survive in a new and brutal landscape. At the tail-end of the apocalypse, the golden cradle of the American southwest becomes the new frontier for which all of enduring civilization vies to claim. The Breakings offer a chance at a life that is more than hard-fought survival.From the small ranching town of Willow, Arizona, two boys born into the new era of sunlight find their fate entwined with an encroaching war. Wesley Baker, the son of a long-dead U.S. general’s clone, discovers his birthright to a derelict military base housing a conflict-ending weapon. Avery Moreno, a wild-eyed bullrider and Wes’s childhood best friend, falls prey to a covert sect of scientists seeking to create the perfect specimen of lycanthropic design.The banner of Nova Roma, or No-Rom, stands in the llian Valley of California. Its landscape which resembles the rocky cliffs and grassy hills of the Mediterranean plays host to a utopia borrowing the religions, culture and political structure of republic-era Rome. The towering city walls of Nova Roma offer prosperity, civility and thriving arts to all who enter and submit unconditionally to call themselves Romans. To boot, they are the most technologically advanced faction of the new world. Just as its predecessor, Nova Roma is an empire gilded in gold and galvanized by blood.To the north is the flag of the bucking bronco. Stetson United, originally a legion of ranchers and cowboys banded together from Montana all the way to Wyoming, now turned into a country in its infancy. Stetson boasts a large militia and controls much of the west's livestock. Directly opposed to No-Rom’s desire to claim The Breakings, Stetson brokers deals with local southwestern towns and dots Arizona with outposts.Composing the most densely populated regions are the unified city states of the Sunshine Accord; a treaty founded between Los Angeles, Phoenix, Las Vegas and Mexico City. The presiding mayor of each respective city works closely in tandem with the other three despite ultimately considering themselves to be independent entities. In times of strife, Sunshine Accord cities are difficult to lay siege to without the threat of sacrificing alliances with some of the frontier’s largest trading hubs. Usually peaceful with outsiders, including both No-Rom and SU, the Sunshine Accord is generally regarded as neutral— as is necessary for a city that survives off of healthy trade routes.Lastly is The Swell. A covert CIA-funded base nestled underground in Roswell, New Mexico. A place shrouded in mystery and conspiracy, The Swell is largely regarded as nothing more than a rumor. A distant, echoing horror story of a fallen empire's government. They say The Swell's scientists sought to mold something new from mankind's tender flesh. Lycanthropy cannot be achieved by the bite of a beast, but perhaps it can be artificially enduced on an operating table.


PHANTOM FREQUENCY

GENRE: Distant future science fictionSETTING: Full work-up coming soon. Space stations, colonized planets, human exploration across space. Incorporeal radio wave aliens. Superintelligent ship AIs. Tech cannibalism.


NIGHTCALL

GENRE: Superhero, noirSETTING: Full work-up coming soon. Gritty/dark cityscape. Criminal underbelly, punk subculture, modern with a slight lean into cyberpunk aesthetics.


AMERICAN WEREWOLF
IN ROME

GENRE: Modern, romance, slice of lifeSETTING: A modern setting configuration of West of Eden. Specifically given its own name for its focus on Avery and Striga being the core romance of the verse. Slight science fiction elements.

AVERY

PRIMARY VERSE: West of Eden
ALT VERSE: American Werewolf in Rome
NAME: Avery Angel MorenoAGE: 30DOB: March 30th


PHYSIOLOGY: Born biologically human, genetically altered later in life. (See: Project Xenocyon; bottom of page) Transgender man.BEHAVIORAL: Hyperactive ADHD. Demisexual. Short-tempered. More emotional than analytical. Genetic alteration impacts companionship methods; forms pack bonds.OCCUPATION: Bullrider (former), Cowboy, Vigilante, Beloved Science Experiment (former), Werewolf(?)


PHYSICAL: Built sturdy and steady on his feet. Broad shoulders, broad hips, the word 'narrow' is a complete and utter stranger. Visible veins cut through the forearms, ample in his biceps and thighs. Calloused hands littered with tiny scars of his own making. Large and storied tattoos. Bright eyes colored like amber honey, wolf-in-the-night yellow. Freckled anywhere the sun touches, most abundant across the bridge of his nose and cheeks.


COMBAT: Enhanced canine senses lend to impeccably effective close-range combat style. Hightened muscle density begets harder punches. Fights animalistic and raw, but fair. Fights with a hard-light vambrace implanted in the right arm.SKILLS: Excellent with physical labor and ranchland work; grew up on daddy's cattle ranch. Charismatic and loud, great with crowds but not the best at diffusing an argument. Excellent survival skills, seasoned cowboy.


COMMON THEMES:
Fire, electricity, sunshine, molten metal metaphors; passionate and determined to an overbearing extent. Working dogs who only know how to be working dogs. The first tamed wolf. Half-wild on the edge of domestication. Butterflies as a metaphor for transformation. Orange, red, yellow, warm earth tones. To love one person is to love the entire world. Devotion to one is devotion to all. Selflessness, aggressive compassion, love that burns.


STRIGA

NOTE: This character belongs to @hotwifeluigi on tumblr.PRIMARY VERSE: West of Eden
ALT VERSE: American Werewolf in Rome
NAME: Striga MancinelliAGE: 29DOB: August 24th


PHYSIOLOGY: Cisgender male & a fully unaugmented human in primary verse. Hybridized with lion DNA in alt verse.BEHAVIORAL: Autistic. OCD. Extremely high ego. Trouble expressing emotions. Often prone to repression. Complexes on complexes. Complicated relationship with masculinity, dominance and power.OCCUPATION: Legate, Conquerer of The Breakings


PHYSICAL: A physique cut from marble. Tall, broad-shouldered and sculpted from the clay of Godflesh. Muscular; for performance first, aesthetics second. Well-defined build but not so lean that a drop of strength is sacrificed. Maintains what he believes to be the closest thing to human perfection a mortal can achieve. Intense, stoic face. Roman nose. Dark brown eyes, dark brown hair which he buzzes short and bleaches blond. Waxed body; hair intrudes on the finer details. Caucasian, well tanned; still turns quite pink in the sun.


WEAPONS: Romanesque spear outfitted with high-voltage batteries.SKILLS: Grand strategy, military command. Diplomacy. Public speaking. Intimidation. Large-scale combat and one-on-one combat. Superior spearmanship skills. Well-learned in regards to military affairs. Good cook.


COMMON THEMES:
An ego to rival that of Gods and yet one that was rightfully earned. The powerful conqueror, the imperator. A general whose presence is feared on the battlefield. Might is right; dominance is the way of the world. Weaker animals are killed or eaten. The apex predator, the undisputed male lion. An evil man whose cruelty does not make him any less human. A villain who would be redeemable only in another life. Associated with lions, gold and red, laurels.


WES

NOTE: This character belongs to @hotwifeluigi on tumblr.VERSE: West of EdenNAME: Wesley Marshall BakerAGE: 30DOB: January 1st


PHYSIOLOGY: Natural-born human but half clone DNA; mother is a clone of a dead United States general. Cisgender man.BEHAVIORAL: Autistic. Struggles with overt expression of feelings. Homosexual, closeted until his mid-twenties. Catholic guilt.OCCUPATION: Cattleman (former), Vigilante, Defacto General


PHYSICAL: Tall and long-limbed, he walks with the sway of wheat stalks in a field. Caught between elegant and clumsy as a newborn foal. Often described as horse-like. Stallion-like, if you're feeling generous. Lean but well-built, particularly defined in his chest, shoulders and back. A long history of ranchwork makes itself known in his physique and in the calluses on his hands. Sandy blond hair, straight and often cut short. Tends to curl a wee bit just behind the ear. Usually boasts stubble, always boasts a mustache. Verdant, hazel eyes.


WEAPONS: Hunting shotgun. If it ain't broke, don't go fixin' it.SKILLS: Better at mediation and negotiation than he gives himself credit for. Excellent horsemanship. Survivalist, apt hunter, generally good with his hands. Incredible shot. Keen observation skills.


COMMON THEMES:
Wild mustangs, open fields and rolling hills, the desert sun basking over rusty-hued sandstone monuments. The reluctant hero who will not turn down what's become his responsibility. It doesn't matter what I want, it matters that I get it done. The lonesome cowboy sick with yearning. A broken heart must have been earned; a man with wrongfully placed guilt. A bible by the bedside that hasn't been opened in months, the golden cross necklace resting in the center of the sternum. Smoke, desert rains, sunrises.


MOURNE

VERSE: Phantom FrequencyNAME: James Ryan MourneAGE: 37DOB: September 4th


ALLIANCES: United States Marine Corps(former), Aurora CompanyOCCUPATION: United States Marine Second Lieutenant(former), Aurora Company First LieutenantPHYSIOLOGY: Alien occupying a synthetic human body. Fully functioning human form, lab-grown meat. Incorporeal true form; sapient radio frequency known as a Phantasm.BEHAVIORAL: Aloof, blunt. Speaks with little to no inflection. Calm and soft-spoken. Super extraterrestrial autism.


PHYSICAL: Tall and imposing by nature, 6'5" and broader in the shoulders than in the hips. His height defies his nature, aware of his size and notably gentle. Wide palms and long fingers littered with callouses, pink and blue veins lace his pale skin. Albinism, pale pink and lilac eyes. White hair, white stubble he often forgets to shave. Prioritizes appearances; shirts are always ironed, collars are always smoothed, ties are always clipped. Hair kept short and slicked back. Little to no body language, stoic and icy demeanor.


WEAPONS: Automatic service rifle, 10mm sidearm, taser. Efficient and easily maintained, familiar. Most of his weapons are considered antiques in the modern world.SKILLS: Record keeping, report writing, list making. Technology; coding and engineering. Analytical and meticulous, detail-oriented to a painstaking extent. Repairman of household appliances. Avoidant of conflict, more capable of diplomacy than he will give himself credit for.


COMMON THEMES:
Ice, glaciers, the coldest depths of the deepest oceans. Pale blue, lavender, pink and white. Patience and control. A firm but gentle hand. A quiet voice unafraid to say what is difficult to hear. Fears of the ocean. Dawn in the middle of winter, frostbite and visible breath. Compassion mistaken for apathy. Self-imposed loneliness. Disconnect from body and sense of self; out of body experiences.


VINCE

VERSE: NightcallNAME: Vincent Anthony CadelloAGE: 24DOB: December 30th


ALLIANCES: Devotio Nightclub in Las Vegas (and associated cult)OCCUPATION: Cult member(former), Illicit material runner(former), Assassin(former), Vigilante


PHYSICAL: Tall is a personality trait, looms over shoulders. Dark under-eyes. Light caramel skin tone, tans well but usually paler on account of less sun exposure. No freckles. Rich brown eyes, burnt sugar when the sun hits them. Cool brown hair, appears black in dim light. Broad shoulders, lean build, narrower in the waist and hips. Imposing silhouette. Intense stare and prone to stoic expressions; avoids eye contact strategically. Excessive tattoos, all blackwork, minimal shading/mostly just linework. Lots of satanic imagery. Black and red clothing. Bridge piercing, snakebites, gauged ears. Several ceramic teeth from biking accidents, small chip on his right incisor he has yet to get fixed. Abundance of scars on the arms and legs for the same reason.


WEAPONS: Efficient and discreet, easily concealed. Silenced handguns, switchblades, throwing knives, gloved hands. More inclined to strangle than to throw a punch.SKILLS: Infiltration, discreet murder, transportation of contraband. The ability to leech all visible light within a small radius makes covert operations a specialty. Quiet, nimble, fast, excellent getaway driver. Motorcycle mechanic.


COMMON THEMES:
Night drives, stop light reflections in rain puddles, dark alleyways, neon signs. Motorcycles, helmets that fully obscure the face. Mysterious stranger in the dead of night, a dark silhouette rounding a corner. The occult; demonic possession. A dark past that refuses to be forgotten. Cityscapes, modern gothic, modern noir, anarchist punk. Young rebel, resentment for authority. Criminal underbellies of large cities. Urban exploration. Red and black. Handguns and switchblades. Black cats. Misfit teen turned misfit adult. Dry sense of humor. Deadpan, aloof, easy to misread


CRICKET

VERSE: Phantom FrequencyNAME: CR1-K: 17, aka CricketAGE: Presents mid-20'sDOB: July 15th


ALLIANCES: United States Navy(former), Aurora CompanyOCCUPATION: Pilot and navigational AI aboard military starship U.S.S Dawnchaser.


PHYSICAL: Soft and rounded features, Cricket does not possess a single sharp edge from the bends of her elbows to the points of her eyebrows. Big doe-eyes and a prominent bow in her lips, a smile that's made by design to set a sailor at ease. Sloped shoulders, ample hips and middle. Average stature; not quite too tall and not quite too short. Nimble-handed, dexterous fingers. Wild and unruly hair, curtain bangs in a wolf cut. A body composed of latent static and scanlines; a hologram vessel that cannot be touched. Cast in an amber glow.


WEAPONS: Cricket does not hold weapons in her own two hands but she compensates with the firepower of an entire starship at her disposal. Cricket's body is but a holographic projection, her mortal vessel is the ship itself.SKILLS: The full functionality of a state-of-the-art military spacecraft. Quick thinking and fact-finding; a walking encyclopedia. Expert navigator. Getaway driver. A good listener and soothing voice amidst chaos. Curious by nature, lover of debates.


COMMON THEMES:
The warmth of the sun in a fluorescent light fixture, the latent hum of static. Comfort in small enclosed spaces and a love of freedom; the wanderlust of a sailor. A ship is a living thing. A computer is a living thing. The deadliest member of the crew, the nicest member of the crew. Space is an ocean of stars, the endless void is not frightening because it is freeing. A smile in the face of certain death. The navigation expert, the holder of the map. Lover of trivia. A bug should be put in a cup and taken outside, not crushed. Touch-starved. Love for the human experience. Yellow, gold, white. Warmth; companionship is what drives us when there is nothing else. The continuous, active choice to be kind.


LEVIATHAN

VERSE: Phantom FrequencyNAME: Phantasm Class-1 Designation 999-X, Codename Leviathan, aka OwainAGE: N/ADOB: N/A


ALLIANCES: N/AOCCUPATION: Leviathan of flesh and wire, cannibal.


PHYSICAL: That which has no body. A masculine silhouette of pure black haloed in red. One who has had many synthetic vessels, androids auto-cannibalized. Tall and broad-shouldered. Bitterly cold or burning hot to the touch. Static and radio interference taken physical form. A trick of the light, a dark spectre at the end of a hallway. Ghost in the machine, cryptic text writing itself on a lone monitor. Wires are veins. A computer is a body. Bodies are temporary.


WEAPONS: Emitting radiation in lethal quantities, overheating machinery until it bursts into flames, curling metal with extreme heat and pressure. A force of cosmic nature. If occupying a humanoid form, fond of using teeth.SKILLS: Obsession, innate ability to assume control over machines.


COMMON THEMES:
Cosmic horror. Cannibalism as a means to make two into one, cannibalism as a bid for power, cannibalism as a pseudoreligious act. Obsession. Flawless entity made flawed by fixation. Self-destructive nature. Kingsnake metaphors, ouroboros metaphors. Bloodletting. Alien creature obsessed with the human form.


REFERENCES

For sake of simplicity and user friendliness, I've compiled reference artwork of each of my OCs onto this page. If a character doesn't have a full, comprehensive ref sheet, their tab will have the most recent, full art I have. All artwork is mine.