#oc talk;

[flarebossmalva]

quinn!

quinn is Big. like i’m talking 5′11, chubby, and muscular

butch lesbian of ur dreams

shops almost entirely in the men’s department

rarely, if ever, seen without a hat on

she’s half black half irish

[flarebossmalva]

//bunny!

this is old but i’m gonna pretend it’s for the current meme

one of those people who hit their growth spurt early and was Really Tall at like age 10 and then everyone else caught up to her

she likes to drink, is a complete lightweight, and loves it. means she can get drunk off of practically no alcohol, saves her $$$

family is wealthy. her parents are both lawyers

she’s latina!

bunny’s real first name is noel but she hates it because it “sounds christmasy.” she used to change names/nicknames a lot but has been going as “bunny” for a few years now

[flarebossmalva]

Oh my god I already forgot the third ones name I'm sorry. I think it started with an m?? MALACHI okay 1 2 3

omg

1: make a short introduction for your OC

uhhh i’m gonna write like the kinda thing people put in tumblr bios i guess

18, nb trans boy (he/him), ashkenazi + middle eastern, chronically ill, mentally ill, college student (undecided major)

2: what is their age, gender and species?

already kinda covered this. he’s human, ftr.

3: what is their profession?

covered this one too. he’s a college student. used to work at a fast food joint but quit when he started school.

[flarebossmalva]

Talia 10 20 30!!!

10: what was their early life like?

talia is the oldest of 3. would have been 4 but her younger brother’s twin died in infancy — one of those unexplained sudden infant deaths. her parents split when she was very little and her mom remarried; husband #2 is who talia thinks of as her dad, since she doesn’t see her bio dad much and he’s got a new family (which she resents).

20: give us a short physical description of your OC

5′10, lanky. pale, no freckles. amber eyes. her hair is naturally light brown but she likes to dye it unnatural bright colors like purple, pink, etc. when she smiles it’s always kinda lopsided (one side of her mouth turns up more than the other).

30: are they extroverted or introverted?

extroverted but socially anxious. it’s a bad mix.

[flarebossmalva]

Summer 5 7 9!!!

hell yeah here we go! i’ve only had summer for about a week so some answers may be brief

5: what are your OC’s deepest fears and hidden depths?

deepest fears i haven’t figured out yet.

hidden depths — she’s really alarmingly clever. people assume she’s kinda not too bright because she’s this baby-faced, 4′10 bleach blonde stoner kid, but she’s actually smart as hell, to the point where people get taken off-guard by it. it’s like if you found out the smallest kid in your class could wipe the floor with you in a fistfight. you’d be alarmed.

7: is your OC a heavy sleeper or a light sleeper?

deep sleeper — when she’s actually asleep. she dozes a lot and will pretend to be totally out cold if it’s to her advantage (if for instance she can avoid work by pretending to be fast asleep when she’s actually just lying down with her eyes closed).

9: what’s is their sexual and romantic orientation?

bisexual and somewhere on the aro spectrum. she likes to joke that she’s too afraid of commitment to date, which is probably partly true.

[markswcman-blog]

ignore everything under the cut, im just mumbling to myself abt a possible oc

name: Alex Lionel Moore  alias(es): alex, lion, moore, guns ‘n’ glory age: 17 mental state: horrible         why?: multiple tragic and mentally scarring events took place in his life, mostly due to his own stupidity, and he’s not been the same. history:         Alex was always a odd child out. having an increasingly popular and successful older sister and parents that worked for nasa, he was given little to no room for error, even being pushed to limits he, himself, didn’t want to press so severely, out of fear that he would crumble and shatter under the weight of it all. of course, this led him to taking up something he found an interest in - something to calm him down from school, from work, from anything stressful --and that just so happened to be the supernatural and the possibility of the afterlife - something he discovered he liked around the age of nine, after seeing a ghost with his own eyes for the first time. he slowly became more of a recluse at that point, social health declining from ‘the popular sports jock’ to ‘that weird ghost kid’ to - even worse - ‘the crazy-ass ghost obsessed boy’. his grades hardly suffered in the beginning, and he was relatively the same, save for the lack of speaking as often or as much as he once had. it was about the age of 16 that he had found himself watching the TV one dreadfully quiet afternoon, the news showing some odd clips about a group of teenagers that had suffered greatly at the hands of something supernatural - something wicked - cruel - ruthless - TERRIFYING. and he wanted to know more. and so? he watched. and re-watched. over and over again, taking notes and memorizing it word for word, especially one word. that very specific word he’d known for almost the entirety of his childhood. “wendigo”.         After the events that happened to the kids on the washington property, alex had become overwhelmingly intrigued with the scenarios that each one had presented. it had been a bad few weeks in his youtube business as a one-man show in myth-busting and theorizing anything from demonic entities to sightings of angels, and his parents were getting on him about school and work, so he had told them he’d prove something big - be someone big, and he left. to where? i’m sure you know by now. the washington property. sneaking in with multiple layers on and multiple ways to capture footage, he made the mistake of roaming the property alone. at night.         His first encounter with a Wendigo left him curious, ecstatic - left him wanting more, more, more. like a delusional child, he kept attracting their attention and capturing footage of them even getting as close to them as with his face practically against another one of its. it gave him quite the thrill. the thrill of choosing neither flight nor fight - of smiling in the face of terminal threats. being the odd child out, he kept seeking - searching - wanting more and more of these entities - the Wendigos. he made the wrong choice one night, thinking that he was safe in moving, and he was attacked, seeing those claws and fangs and horrible screeches bared his way, causing him to regret ever coming to this place. he barely made it out alive, covered in scratches, open wounds, and imaging things out of the corners of his eyes. the event forever changed him. he would constantly find the thrill, find the danger, find the beasts, let them find him, and then barely escape with his life, thinking that it was just a game - even comparing it to life itself. just another petty, cruel, nasty little game of life and death and something not quite either. he became so obsessed with the creatures that his videos slowly began to consume him. his journals became his life. his thoughts became his only friend - his only viewer.          He hasn’t succumbed to the proclaimed curse on this mountain - of turning to cannibalism and twisting, shaping, transforming into one of them - one of the Wendigos - but he’s come very close several times. he constantly hears voices - of his mother, of his father, of his sister, of the wendigos, of people he doesn’t even know, but he talks to them regardless, finding them the only source of company in this desolate wasteland. he’s so far gone that any visitors on the mountain that have seen him, or his work, have not so subtly referred to him as the ‘wendigo messenger’, or - even better - ‘the hybrid’. ( not that they’re wrong on the latter. ever since he was bitten, he’s never quite been the same. trust me -- he knows. ) romanticism: if you can get him to snap out of it and not try to kill you then by all means you’re welcome to try. sexuality: ace, if he were in his right mind. occupation: previously a rising youtube theorist star; now wendigo-obsessed journalist/documenter/etc. extra info: once strove to be an astrophysicist, like his mother and father, before he became so obsessed with the supernatural/wendigos. his theme song would be control by halsey or mad hatter by melanie martinez. he has a feminine stature, and he uses it against some of the guys that wander up and down the mountain. he’s fucking crazy, Do Not Approach.

[flarebossmalva]

have i told y'all about my pokemon story i’m working on

i’ve been getting way too meticulous about worldbuilding so i don’t actually have much written but i have the main characters and i’ve been playing with the idea for months