I made this drawing of Klowbi yesterday for promote myself when i was drawing at an anime expo yesterday, i do have a fan page on facebook! and i intend to post more stuff about my others ocs and safe artwork, so if u guys wants to help me by just leaving a like it would mean a lot for me!
here is the link! https://www.facebook.com/kiobarts/
i rewrote some stuff on klowbi ages ago but with me bringing her into ffxiv i feel i should jot some of it down
i did originally have her as german (hence the pretzel joke) as a random choice but really all i know is shes of european descent.
her father had a terrible temper and obsession with perfection
he would drink a lot after a "failing", lashing out at his family - he would then become depressive and self isolate, worse so if he lashed out at klowbi
her mother hated her. she could not stand her husbands obsession with her and would hurt her in ways she could hide and make klowbi lie to her father about how it happened, often causing him violent frustration at her clumsiness
he loved her dearly and wanted desperately to preserve her while she was still pure
he was a mortician who dabbled in taxidermy
he would kidnap abandoned/poor children and attempt to perfect his preservation technique
klowbi would sneak into his "office" and watch sometimes out of morbid curiosity but also slight jealousy that these children got to see the "kind side" of him more than she did
klowbi isnt her real name. its the name of her doll. the doll was a gift from her father when she was little.
shes scared of her reflection. when she looks she only sees grotesque distortions of herself
she killed her parents one night with a pair of scissors when she couldnt take it anymore. her mother she violently stabbed over and over, almost soupifying her face. her father found her, and despite what he saw he cared only if she was okay. she told him she was hurting her. he consoled her and hugged her close, and she slit his throat while she cried. she didnt want to but didnt want anyone else taking him away from her.
she fled the house with a backpack of supplies and lives in the streets by the name klowbi, clutching her scissors always close, her beloved doll kept safe with her fathers blood smeared on its face.
they found the bodies a couple months later, along with his basement "office" and some parts of some children who hadnt been disposed of yet. they were condemned as murderers and it was assumed that someone escaped their wrath, but they could not be sure of their victim count as signs showed there were more than found. with klowbi missing and being only 7, it was assumed she was among the dead.
