For the meme! :D 1, 2, 10, 23
Thanks a lot for asking! :D
1. who’s your favorite oc?
I… Can’t possibly choose amont them. Honestly. I have so many of them and I love them all in their own way. Of course, some are closer to my heart than others but I still don’t think I can ever pick a favourite among them.
2. who was your first oc?
Goodness, I don’t even have any pictures of her. As far as my memory goes, the first OC I created (I was in the beginning of secondary school, so like… maybe 11-12 years old) was… a furry actually. A fox anthro character, named Foxy (admire the originality) inspired from a fighting game I played at my neighbours’ place on the NES and Disney’s Robin Hood. All I remember is that she was a skater and had a dog bff.
10. are any of your ocs part of a story? if so, what is it about and who’s in it?
Yes, my paranormal gang! They have their own stories that I want to draw someday and also have become a (big!) part of Solace, a novel that @thecrimsonvalley is writing!
There they are all (except Hilde) preparing Dismas (the second main character of said novel) for his date (with Tanush, the main character). From left to right you have: Leif (a näck), Dismas ((who belongs to Crimson) a shapeshifter), Pavel (a bogeyman), Edna (a banshee) and Jack (an enchanted scarecrow).
23. which oc do you think has affected you the most as you’ve grown with them?
I think it is Lynn. Who was named Mina-Kate when I created her in secondary school. She’s one of my oldest OCs (I think I created her in 2001, something like that) and she changed and evolved a lot alongside with me. She was once at the center of a story I was writing (and was actually a twin soul of Reino, whom I mention in the previous ask) but I had a hard time with her in fact, and I didn’t like her that much...
I wanted her to be a strong kickass character but she always ended up sad and being horribly abused and I didn’t really comprehend why (spoiler alert: I was totally projecting). The more I grew up accepting myself (including the bad stuff) and the more she evolved herself, actually showing strength and becoming who I really wanted her to be.
On the left, a sketch of 2005, a Lynn who was desperate because of a fate she didn’t want and forced herself to smile even though she was feeling inadequate and sad.
On the right, a sketch of 2020, a Lynn who’s a bundle of joy and kicks ass (figuratively and physically) and is a small vigilante, protecting those who are abused instead.