DILLON AND ANDY SITTING IN A TREE F-U-C-K-I-N-G

A blog dedicated to two OCs I made named Dillon and Andy. I'll post art, stories, fanart (yeah ok) and maybe some tunes that they've made together. I'll try to post at least once every week.

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so I still have to make charts for everyone else but I have too many robot ocs to actually do it in a reasonable amount of time.

Y'all don't mind do you?

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Allen's character creation chart

A chart made for another robot oc named Allen. 

He's chubby.

He's scottish.

He's cute.

Fuck off h8ers.

Who are they?

Allen McKeinley

How old are they?

15

What do they look like?

Ok, so he’s really big for 15 but it’s true ok, and he eats a lot of protein too. The result of this is often introduced by weight gain, but it mostly distributes evenly around his body, with a little more around his midsection. The extra weight doesn’t matter to him as long as it doesn’t look ridiculous. He does have a problem with the pudge on the tum though. BuT AlL tHaT JuNk FoOd HaS To gO SoMewHeRe, rIgHt? (god I love chubby robots though)

What are they?

A robot >U<

What do they like?

football (he’s scottish, he doesn’t call it soccer), Ice cream, animals, tacos, fatty foods of sorts, being healthy (his healthy is different from our healthy.) ANDDDD, dudes.

What is their favorite food?

ICE CREAM. He really loves ice cream. He also likes these reaaally really unhealthy snacks called bonyos. Their like these little creme filled brownies that are really good, but really bad for you. He eats these by the boxes.

Do they have any biological siblings?

#ornaw

Do they have any pets?

He has 3 african cichlids.

Any major moments in their life?

When he moved to America.

What do they dislike?

People who hate on football, people who call football soccer, people who make fun of his accent, people who call him “big guy” people who call him a scotty, drug dealers, ETC...

Who are their friends?

He’s kind of pen pals with Dillon and Andy. They send letters back and forth to communicate. being he lives in Michigan. They see each other a couple times a month but not too often. And at his school, everybody knows him from this one time a jock was pushing around some freshman, and then went to shove him in a trash can, and Al just went up to him and picked the jock up by his neck and like threw him to the other side of the room. It was cray cray.

Birth Parents?

His dad is a mechanics engineer and made him for “science” then Allen grew out of his programming and now acts like any other person would.

Step parents?

#yass. He’s got a stepmom who helped him understand english slang terms. So she’s his new favorite. His real mom was an alcoholic and abusive. She did nothing but scream at him.  

Step siblings?

Yes actually, he has a little step sister who is the nicest person he’s ever met. She’s like 4 or something. They share a room which, Al’s ok with.

Anything else?

Ok, so you have no idea how much this guy can eat. He eats like, a 4 foot long steak every night and he has like three times the servings of a regular 15 year old it’s crazy. Al reaallly likes ice cream. He can eat like 3 tubs within 20 minutes. Like it’s sickening how much ice cream he can eat. One time when it was Al’s birthday, nobody knew what to get him, so they got him a giant tub of cookie dough ice cream, and he almost cried. It was the best thing ever.

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Dillon character creation chart

A really bad chart for Dill's creation.

He has a super anime backstory. 

Please pray for my soul.

Who are they?

Dilly

What are they?

A robot X)

What do they like?

Music (and Andy)

What is their favorite food?

His favorite food would probably have to be ice cream.

Do they have any siblings?

#naw

Do they have any pets?

He has a kitten whose name is Tom.

Any major moments in their life?

When he got accepted into High School (he is a robot who just wants a normal teenhood)

What do they dislike?

Bullies, cracks about his weight, animal abuse, loud noises, his dad, ETC.

Who are their friends?

Andy and Tom (his cat)

Birth Parents?

His mom made him in 1999 and his dad is an abusive drunk. His mom passed on August 13th, 2005. He got taken away by child care services because he was not in the right care and now lives in Hillington, Illinois.

Step parents?

Sherry, his stepmom, works at a Computerised Intelligence lab in Millico Illinois and is very supportive of Dilly and his decisions. She was also very understanding and supportive when he confessed he was gay and was even encouraging him to not be afraid. His stepdad, Augustus, Is a med school graduate from Germany and is the one who encouraged Dillon into learning how to play guitar and piano. He was also the one to buy Dilly’s desktop computer which he often adds on to, where he dabbles in making electronic music *wink wank*.

They have been married for 13 years and didn’t want kids until their neighbor, Jennice, talked them into adopting.

Step siblings?

#naw

Anything else?

He has nervous breakdowns in school a lot, and has panic attacks. He’s also very shy. His mom and dad are very concerned about this but since he is a robot, he can’t take any medication so he uses music as an escape from the real world. When he skips school, (which is like, 3 times a week) he almost always goes to the river down by his house and skips rocks on the shore line. His parents are not worried about his skipping school but they guide him to do his work, which he doesn’t mind doing at home.

Now give a backstory to your character:

Dillon was created by his late mother, Chelsea McKoy and was programmed by his alcoholic father Darren Galart. He was constantly inside and never wanted a normal life (although his mother pleaded him to try to make friends with the neighbor’s children) until August 13th, 2005. His mother was on her way to work when a sudden earthquake had struck through Charleston, Minnesota. The bridge to her job had collapsed and she had fallen into the cold August water where she drowned. Darren had blamed his beloved wife’s sudden death on Dillon, and Dillon, only being Five years old at the time did not know why. He was abused and neglected. His father once a source of love and fun, now a sinister person in Dillon’s eyes.

After Three years of physical and mental abuse and self loathing, child protective care services had taken Dillon under their custody and had put him in an orphanage. After being told to hide himself from the other kids because they would “mistake him for a toy”, Dillon was taken to a special orphanage where the orphans are confined and are only allowed out of their rooms to play, eat, and go to the bathroom. He never went out of his room until his timely adoption in 2009 when Sherry Crossman and Augustus Fregen adopted Dillon and humbly invited him to live with them to which he replied, “I can?”. 2013 Dillon tried out 8th grade and was a straight A student.

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Andy's character creation chart

  Who are they?

Andy

What are they?

A robot X)

What do they like?

Music, bands, gyms, drawing, (and Dilly)

What is their favorite food?

He really likes tacos.

Do they have any siblings?

#naw

Do they have any pets?

Speccles de kitty

Any major moments in their life?

Meeting Dilly.

What do they dislike?

People who hate on Dillon

Who are their friends?

Dilly and a couple other people on tumblr.

Birth Parents?

He was made in a laboratory in Germany and was transferred over to

Hillington High School.  

Step parents?

Yes but he’s almost always ignored by them.

Step siblings?

1 and she’s literally one of his only real friends.

Anything else?

His nickname is Amgay

He won’t admit his feelings for Dillon but he knows Dilly-D likes him and in truth, Amgay likes Dilly-D back.

He got the cracks from a skatebort accident.

SKATEBORT... SKATEBORT... SWERVIN’ ON THAT BORT, SWERV- SWERVIN’ ON THAT SKATEBORT...

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First day

A really terrible story that I made when I was still in school.

It sucks.

I'm sorry.

Please. Try to enjoy it.

A wonderful day had come in Hillington, Illinois as the first day of school had come and made parents all around squeal with joy and anticipation. Except for the McKoy family. Sherry McKoy had prepared her adopted son’s arrival at Hillington High School and had made sure he had all the confidence he needed to propel him through at least the 9th grade. Dillon, her adopted son, had not been very keen on the practice of schooling, but he enjoyed the company of others and hoped that he’d fit in. He’d seen all over on TV about how kids are always getting bullied and worry about not fitting in. He’d mostly seen it in mean girls. Dillon loved mean girls. He could quote the entire movie and recite it like it was a hymn from a bible.

Dillon never had any siblings and never really cared that much about going outside and “playing” and never really liked the thought of acting like a boy and catching frogs or whatever the little nasties did for fun. He did like snakes though. He liked the way they coiled around his arm and slithered. They looked pretty too. One time, Dillon was outside in his backyard, and he found a Yellow rat snake. He didn’t have a pleasant experience with it though. He had to get stitches in his arm. Ultimately, Dillon was an inside person. But now, he was going outside and being walked to school by his stepdad, Augustus and was already three blocks away from home. Dillon shuddered. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for high school. He wasn’t even sure if he really wanted to pursue his dreams of becoming “normal” anymore. He started to panic. He really didn’t want to go to school. He furrowed his brow and sat down for a minute. He needed to collect his thoughts and get himself together. He needed to convince himself to make his parents proud of something he did for once. He did want this. He did want to become normal. He wanted to be the first person to make a mean girls musical. A small smile broke across Dillon’s face. He was ready for something different. He got back up from his sitting position and ran towards his father.

  On the other side of town, A young robot opened up his front door and walked to his bus stop. Earbuds in each ear blaring Asking Alexandria, he quickly walked towards the designated bus stop for his school. The young robot plopped down on the bench by the bus stop sign that read: Hillington High School bus stop. Students only. He sunk his shoulders down. Was he really ready for high school? He remembered 8th grade like it was yesterday, all the diversity, friends, bullies, judgement, torment, pain... Fs... Good times. Just as the young robot began to relax he noticed something strange. In the distance was...Another robot? What the hell. If this didn’t count as a weird start to his freshman year, then he didn’t want to know what is. “What the-?” He worded quietly. The other robot was looking at him now. How strange. He looked almost exactly like him only this robot was shorter, and chubbier and had attitude in his walk. He looked cool and collective. Like a lone wolf. Cool. Why does he look like me? He asked himself. Last time he checked, he was the only robot in Hillington. Where did he come from and why haven’t I seen him before? He had to go up and meet him, the robot finally decided. It would be cool to have a doppelganger-friend. The young robot started fantasizing all the things they’d do together as friends. Sleepovers, videogames, rock music, jam seshes, karaoke, eating contests, though it was evident that the other would win, and finally, Nerf wars. Next thing he knew, he was up and walking towards the other robot. He was so excited to have another him in the world! He couldn’t contain it. He was already smiling like crazy. That would be a bad first impression, he thought. He turned around and stopped smiling. He only then realized that because of the helmet, the shorter robot couldn’t see him smiling. He smiled again. It hurt his face when he tried to suppress facial emotions. Even if the other people couldn’t see it. It especially hurt around the cracks of his display he had got when he accidentally fell off his skateboard and went into the half pipe. It hurt to think about it and it still hurts even when he doesn’t. The shorter robot noticed the taller one walking towards him and he quickly looked in another direction and stepped out of the way. The taller robot was now intrigued. This robot seemed so cool from a distance, but now he was acting shy and hiding his face. “Hmm.” The taller robot accidentally worded loudly. The shorter robot jumped and looked up. “Sorry for startling you.” He appologised. “My name is Andrew, but everybody just calls me Andy. You?” The shorter robot looked up at Andy, but kept his head still. “Dillon” He quietly said. A pause. Dillon was now facing the other way. “Hey, um, are you... alright?” Andy asked. “......Yes. I’m just... There’s a breeze.” Dillon lied. “It’s 70 degrees and I read the weather. There was no wind on the predictions.” Andy stated. Dillon didn’t reply and Andy decided that he was probably just shy and doesn’t like to talk to people. Andy stepped closer to Dillon and noticed that the smaller robot was blushing. Poor kid. He can’t contain his emotions. And to think he would’ve been an ideal friend. Andy then remembered a tumblr post about ‘Idealness’. It was one of the most funniest things Andy had read. It was so funny, Andy had to go to the local mechanic and get the cracks in his visor checked out. Andy looked up and smiled. Those memories made Andy smile. He looked down at Dillon. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed the bus coming down his street. “Hey. Our bus is coming.” Andy reminded. Dillon looked up again. He looked really scared. “Oh.” Dillon said. He turned around, got his backpack and looked up at Andy. And the he got on the bus. Yep. He was definitely not a people person.

  When the two robots got on the bus, they sat down across from each other, then Andy moved to Dillon’s seat. He started a little bit of small talk like: “So, what classes are you taking?” Or, “You nervous?” but to no avail, the other robot didn’t respond. Andy got a sense that Dillon didn’t want to talk. Dillon then reached into his backpack and pulled out a clean sheet of paper and scribbled something on it. The shorter robot then handed the taller one the piece of paper. On it written in red pen was, “You shouldn’t talk on the bus. It could distract the driver.” Andy looked at Dillon and for a second, thought about how thoughtful and considerate that was. He then turned his focus towards his bag and pulled out a blue pen of the same brand. “Twinsies :)” He wrote. Dillon looked at the paper and took it back. He then returned it to Andy with a new sentence. “What’s your favorite genre of music? I like dance and electronica along with some funk and downtempo.” Andy looked at the paper and smiled. He took the paper and wrote down:”Downtempo for sure is really sick. I like a mixture of rock and metal. Maybe some minimal Drum ‘n’ Bass. Sometimes tech house.” The two robots looked at each other. Dillon smiled under his visor. Some how, Andy could tell he was smiling. “Who’s your favorite artist?” Dillon wrote. “Asking Alexandria for sure. I also really like deadmau5 and dog blood.” Andy answered. “Dog Blood is good.” Dillon answered. They scribbled sentences back and forth for about twenty minutes until the bus suddenly came to a screeching halt. “Hey kids! Your stop is here!” The bus driver yelled. The two robots picked up their bags and walked off the bus. Dillon politely said thank you and Andy copied.

School was starting in an hour and a half and they were already too early. Dillon looked up at Andy. “Sorry for not talking much. I’m not really a people person.” Conformation that Dillon was indeed, not a people person. Andy looked down at Dillon and smiled. “It’s okay. Everybody gets a little nervous on the first day of school. Hey, when I was in eighth grade, I was-Hey where are you going?” Dillon was now walking towards the school. “Hey, wait up!” Andy yelled. Dillon stopped walking and turned around. “What?” He said quietly. “Do you want to be my friend?” Andy asked. Dillon was puzzled. Who could ever possibly want to be my friend? He asked himself. “Yes.” Was his final answer.

Andy was glad that he had somebody to take a liking to. He was happy to have crossed paths with Dillon. Dillon was ecstatic to finally have somebody to share commons with.

This was how high school started for both Andy and Dillon.