March 1991. Loralie Originals

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March 1991. Loralie Originals
the stupid trickster demon that lives in my house and calls me a bitch
Loralie 1990
today was doodle or random art day, couldn't focus enough to work on projects so tada.....
My Map maker little apprentice Loralie
2, 4 and 6 for this ask??
2. Who is your newest OC? Why did you make them?
I think, at a guess, my most recent is Loralie's child in Released. So much so that I'm constantly changing what I've named her. I knew that a child would be involved for something something destroyed innocence at the hands of greed, reasons. But in the end I made the child be Loralie's because I think it just added an extra layer of 'not only has this woman been brainwashed, mind controlled, and abused' but also 'he stole her fucking child oh my GOD'.
There's definitely something there to be said about an extremely intelligent young woman unravelling at the hands of abuse and instead of helping her everyone around her just says she's crazy.
Lora's kid is adorable and incredibly sassy. I still haven't decided on a name.
4. What kind of music do your OCs listen to?
I'm going to go with Loralie again for this one, she likes a lot of classic rock, I think. At least, normal her likes classic rock, maybe a bit of grunge.
6. Do you have any OCs without stories? Will you ever create one for them?
Oh god, I wish.
Jett spent the entire drive home fighting off the nausea rising in his gut; guilt over what he’d said to Dee, over how upset she’d seemed, and then dread over the inevitable conversation he’d have with Loralie when he got home. He’d left. He’d left to better himself and Loralie had owed him nothing. If she hadn’t looked for him, he couldn’t blame her, but she said she had, she said it’d been her goal, she’d said it was part of why she hooked up with the Government in the first place, even if he hadn’t agreed. Only there was Marlon Presley. There was the pride she felt. There was ignorance is bliss and the strain that statement left in its wake was suffocating, a sickening, acidic concoction flooding his insides until…
The horn on his truck blared as he slammed his fist into the wheel, clenching his jaw as he tore into the parking lot of their building, long, purposeful strides carrying him inside. When he got into the apartment, he deposited the food on the kitchen counter — appetite long gone — without saying a word, heading directly for the bathroom to shower.
It’s been a while since I’ve last drawn these two ship children
Amias and Loralie belongs to me
Some of the ocs I made for Reignition!!
Dante, Gwen's ex husband. Loralie, David's ex girlfriend/baby mama. Aaaand Winona!! David's pride and joy!!