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xluckytheninjax · 7 years

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Watch Dogs {2} - An OC

Wondered whether Watch Dogs OCs are a thing.And they are - there aren’t a lot of ‘em,but eyyyy.Thus,I threw my OC in the Watch Dogs world.I mixed it with some altered Need For Speed Undercover backstory because why not.I am aware NFS:U doesn’t take place in SF,but it does take place in a fictional area near a beach with big skyscrapers so yeah,moved it to SF. I personally love NFS:U,because well,not even two minutes into the game and I already have at least 6 police cars on my tail.Along with that,some South African background cause well….that’s my homeland.Pretty great hellhole over here.

Have a drawing {Don’t repost/remove all this writing/claim as your own/you know the drill} and some random BS I wrote down playing WD 1 and 2 at like 11 PM/midnight/1 AM over the weekend.

I am ready for anything,anyone that wants to bitch about this or argue about stuff.

This is obviously OC stuff,so if you dislike it,feel free to go look for another post or blog or whatever the hell you want to do.

I used a reference for the ‘pose’ {I wouldn’t call this a full-on pose,but -shrugs-}

Name ‘n’ surname: Kayla Horizon

Screenname/Hacker alias: N1nJ4 {Ninja}

Nicknames: Ninja,Kay,Lucky,Ghost

Age: 23 years old

Gender: Female,of course

Personality:

Stubborn

Cares a lot for her family,friends and workpals {who’re also friends}

Loyal to DedSec

Not easily influenced

Quiet

Overthinks everything

Sarcastic

Not easily intimidated {Or so she claims}

Happy with what her life is,even between all the stress and overthinking.

Has some trust issues.The type where she gets this feeling in her gut telling her whether a person can be trusted or not.She trusted her workpals immediately,she trusted Ray immediately…as an example of who she didn’t trust,Horatio’s co-worker.And she wasn’t even on that mission.

Usually keeps things that wouldn’t be important to the current objective(s)/mission(s) to herself

It’s a good thing her face is blurred out like the others’,cause she’s camera shy.She hates getting photos taken of her,she hates looking at the camera…unless of course,she’s the one taking a photo of scenery or of friends.If you’re gonna point a camera of any sort to her face,she will not hesitate to break it.

Very protective over the things and people she cares about.So,you wreck her car? You insult DedSec or target her pals? You mess with Sitara’s artwork? You kidnap other DedSec members? Mess with DedSec’s systems? You mess with her dog or drag her family into things you shouldn’t? You better start running then,pal.And make it fast.

Trained herself to not cry in front of people.It’s harder than it looks.Anger also gets bottled up.One day she’ll snap….probably.Then all chaos and hell will break loose.

Loses a lot of sleep thinking

Stresses over nothing

Introvert

Reckons anything can be solved by an asskicking

Takes her job seriously,but,in between she likes messing with people

Claims she doesn’t care,but she cares too much

Honesty,loyalty,respect and trust are big things to her.As explained before,she follows her gut on who to trust and who not.If you’re gonna betray DedSec,you might end up dead.Everybody lies,it’s human nature,but that’s where trust and loyalty comes in with honesty.The three walk hand in hand,really.Respect? You respect her,she respects you,as easy as that.

Might seem really confident,and she really does seem to be that way,but in reality,her self-esteem is pathetic

-Because she keeps a lot of things to herself,a lot of her personality remains a mystery.

{At least half of these are some of my personality traits}

Working for: DedSec,what did you expect? She was going to go work for those dumbass monkeys,or the rat cult? Pff,nah.

Hair color: Original hair color is dirty blonde Currently ombre:Brown - Dirty blonde - Blonde

Hair style: Long hair,shaved shorter on the right side.Leaving it loose or tying it in a ponytail or something depends on how she’s feeling,and whether it’s mission time or not.Can’t work if you’ve got hair in your face.

Eye color: “Not every day you see someone with heterochromia.” Left eye is blue,right eye is green

{My persona’s had this since she got created a million years back so obviously,no matter what universe she’s in,she’s always gonna have that.}

Height: 5'11

Piercings/Tattoos:

A lot of ear piercings on both sides,and a tongue piercing

A bunch of stars on her left wrist,a small 'x’ on top of her right wrist,and a ’=D’ on her back {right shoulder}

Scars and other skin-related things:

Huge scar through her left eye,and a small one through her lip on the right.There are some other faint scars here and there,nothing too major though.

Lots of freckles

Any other dayjob?: Works at a huge gaming store on some days {Every second day except for weekends}.It’s just a temporary job for now.She ended up applying for some programming job,like her parents wanted.Just waiting to hear back.

Romance?: Single,no crushes or anything of the sort. “Had to leave everyone behind since we moved here….went to uni,didn’t find anyone that’s my type…and some things that happened in the past leave me in this state where I am against romance I guess? Not like an abusive relationship or heartbreak or anything like that…just things I’m not gonna talk about.”

Cars:

-Personal car is the Ford Ranger truck she got ported in from home. It’s white with black decals and raptor kit.The thing’s a beast.

{Hope to drive one of these some day}

-Other car she keeps in the garage is the Lotus Elise she used to streetrace with.Purple with a white stripe down the middle.This thing is upgraded to the max {of course what garages can do,plus some things only a hacker can pull off}.Best part is,it doesn’t look like it belongs on the /shittycarmods subreddit.

{My NFS:U car on both PC and Playstation}

-During the day,while on missions,she has some randomass car/truck/four wheeler/motorbike she 'borrows’ or the one car she’s been putting some DedSec decals on {Sitara’s design,of course}….Then there’s the DedSec police cruiser too.

{While playing I prefer chopper bikes,the DedSec police cruiser,this car that looks like a Mustang and the movie car the bunch stole}

Pets: She has a Great Dane named Trompie.Her parents watch the dog during the day {or night depending on missions} and if she has to stay at the Hackerspace/work on missions all day,she takes him along.He behaves,and doesn’t annoy anyone…unless he sits on the couch.He’s got his own little space,with food,water and a blanket to sit on,plus newspapers.Even got toys.He’s 7 months old,and like his owner,he has heterochromia.The name’s Afrikaans,since well,can’t forget your roots,can ya? Wears a DedSec bandana over his collar.Pretty smart,but he has a thing for chasing after the drones and little RC rovers.Was not a big fan of Wrench Jr.

It took a few weeks for Wrench to get used to the dog.He didn’t even notice it until it was lazing on the couch next to Mickey while she was working.It was a scene to experience.

He doesn’t go along on missions for obvious reasons {Micks doesn’t want him to get hurt/killed…and she’s pretty sure he’d be in the way…or set off an explosive or something}.

{-shrugs- One of the best parts of Watch Dogs 2 is being able to pet the dogs.}

Some history: Born South African,moved to San Francisco.Parents also in SF,while sister moved to South Korea with a friend.Been living there for 5 years.Hacking’s been a big hobby since she was younger.She kept it a secret from her parents,to avoid being lectured and banned from her computer.Big gamer since she was a teenager.Became an intern at a police station while still at university.It doesn’t make sense why an IT student would decide on working at a police station,but eyyy,whatever.Got promoted for solving some huge computer related cases through hacking.Two years back she was called to investigate something not even closely related to hacking computers.They reckoned she would be able to handle it.Went undercover.Had to take on dangerous 'jobs’ and compete in races in order to infiltrate and take down a ruthless international crime smuggling syndicate, consisting of illegal street racers and car thieves.She ended up leaving her temporary job because of the amount of times the police chased after her for street racing,resisting arrest and all the property damage.Y'know,going too deep undercover.Wrecked a lot of cars,got rid of a lot of thugs,hacked a lot cameras,streetlights and other things to finish her job and to get away.After that was over,she made sure to erase all of that off her profile on the ctOS database.Had to do a lot of things,a lot of dangerous things,to get noticed by DedSec,and eventually got in.It wasn’t really necesary that she put her life in danger like that,but she did anyway.Go big or go home…I won’t go much into detail about that because I haven’t thought as far.

{This mess….I’ll fix eventually.It’s random,it doesn’t make sense,it isn’t how real life works,but whatever.}

Clothing {aka rambles about clothes}:

Has a variety of beanies,snapbacks and caps

Has one pair of sunglasses,aviators,as the rest got broken

She wears glasses,unless out on missions

Has a lot of t-shirts and hoodies

Has a fair amount of long sleeved shirts

Has a lot of jeans,shorts and sweatpants

Owns a few pairs of sneakers and track-shoes,and two pairs of combat boots

Has a few bandannas/masks

Has literally one fancy shirt she wears with a vest,bowtie,black pants and sneakers

Went to Swelter Skelter as some sort of glow in the dark Matryoshka-fied skeleton

Doesn’t wear any jewelry apart from her piercings and some random bracelets

Carries a shoulder bag which is clearly bigger on the inside {otherwise,how would you fit a laptop,drone,RC rover,and some other stuff in there?} With some badges and Dedsec decals

Hoodies are 60% of the time oversized

PJs are a random t-shirt and boardshorts {Onesie in the winter over that}

Has a hoodie that says 'Ghost’ and '07’ on the back {Aka my favorite Mystery skulls song and lucky number}

Random shiz: And this is the part where those who hate self-insert but still decided on reading should go to another post.This is where stuff gets worse {Not angsty worse…Just more self-inserty}.This is also where stuff starts making less and less sense since this is where I went sleep-deprived mode {1AM-2AM writing hour}

Main hangout is the main Hackerspace from the game.Second being the Silicon Valley one.

Has gone on some missions with Marcus {the ones where multiple things need to be done or where it’s going to take more than one person to do,but it’s only one thing that needs to be stolen/hacked}.

When looked at with the profiler her profile says

ctOS.exe has stopped responding

Memes 'n Dreams

How 'bout nah

Also does the parkouring,climbing high buildings and messing with cranes

Likes the skeleton Dedsec paint on her cars/motorbikes

Almost shot Lenni quite a few times - too many witnesses stopped her from doing so

Finds it entertaining to help Wrench {he’s a really amusing guy to be around,alright?}

Graffiti is great

Reckons a 'Josh protection squad’ should be made {Don’t harass him,pls}

Went on a mini murder and cop-calling spree after the Tezcas killed Horatio.Also caused a lot of fights between gangs to try wiping them out

Sees Ray as some sort of cool hippie uncle

Doesn’t smoke but always has a lighter to set stuff on fire if needed

Named her drone and rover she printed.Harvey for the rover and Zippy for the drone.Why,you might ask? Why not? Their names are painted on the sides of them.

“There’s another reason I get called Ninja.It’s not just the screenname.“

Sneaking/Stealth skill +100

Parkour skill +90

Agility +87

Speed +85

Martial arts and self defence +90

Even with skill,she’s really damn clumsy

Is sometimes going out on missions instead of Marcus,if Marcus needs to rest or recover.Goes on own little side missions as well

"First day on the damn job and I get my hoodie stolen by my workpal.”

When out on missions during the day,she wears a range of shirts/hoodies.On nightly missions she wears all black.

Weapons of choice are:

*Stungun

*SVD/other snipers {Including the Stun sniper}

*Shotguns

*Baseball bat

*Knives,especially flip knives

When hanging out at the Hackerspace {with nothing else to do} she’s sitting with her laptop or working on a PC.Either hacking,working stuff out,or searching useful stuff.

Her phone has a little charm hanging on the side.It’s a mini Deadpool logo

Always there to lend a hand

While she has told the others about the street racing stuff after first joining,she literally never talked about it again, hoping they’d forget

Isn’t one for cursing too much,but in some situations it’s needed to calm a person down…will not hesitate to swear in another language.

Fingerguns

Doesn’t drink coffee or tea,or hot chocolate.She drinks soda,lots of water,energy drinks from time to time {very seldom} and that’s about it.

Pepsi lover

Always carries one of her flip knives with her.

Hates alcohol,smoking and drugs.Thus,she doesn’t drink at all,she has never smoked,never done drugs or vaping or anything of the sort.

Never reveals location of her house or her parents’. Usually kills the cameras temporarily in the area when she’s driving home.

Night owl/always exhausted pigeon

Summer/Autumn person

Likes fire and setting things on fire {Do you know how great it is to set gangs’ supplies ablaze just to spite them?}

Also a fan of explosives.Don’t give her any though….she’ll probably blow stuff up she’s not supposed to.

Not that good a swimmer.She can swim well enough to keep herself from sinking,but she ain’t no olympic medallist.

Likes camping

Probably became part of the team a bit before our boy Marcus.A few weeks before,probably. {-dives behind barricade-}

Dislikes needles of any sorts….and thus,not a big fan of hospitals

References to movies/games/songs and puns 100%

Loves animals,and pets every single dog she can

Doesn’t have the cleanest resume.Street racing,property damage,murder,hacking,breaking into private property,stealing {data,high-tech weapons,etc},car theft,resisting arrest,the list goes on.

Wishes grappling hooks were actually a thing {simlar to those of JC3 or spy movies}

Loves Deadpool

Always has earphones in the ears if not listening to others talk or on missions,and still hears everything she’s supposed to around her. {I own this skill,so it ain’t impossible}

Loving the zombie apocalypse/post apocalyptic stuff

Loves drawing,that’s why graffiti is also great

While she dresses like a hipster/geek {with some badass Dedsec stuff in between} most of the time,she’s an emo/punk soul.

Can’t dance to save her life

Reckons that her haircut is shit,and that it’s the product from getting drunk with friends.Thus,the hate for alcohol grows stronger

Likes Vaperwave and Retrowave stuff

Avoids clubs of any sort

Mosquito magnet

Can program and reprogram a lot of things,such as robots,drones,hell,if she tries hard enough she might be able to do the same to cars,but building/rebuilding/re-engineering things…that’s difficult.The only building related skill she has is upgrading and modding her drone and RC rover,along with fixing up/upgrading/modding cars.

Learned a lot about cars while undercover.

Did some graffiti work for Sitara.Got a badass galaxy DedSec design on the side of some building.

Was very disturbed when that whole thing with the DedSec parody and strip club owner went down.Almost had a heart attack when Marcus told the bunch that the Bratva threw him in the trunk of a car that’s in the process of being crushed.

{My actual reaction to the No Compromise DLC}

When threatening people {Bad people,'course} she likes saying that she’s going to snap the person like a stick

House isn’t as big a mess as one would think {Compared to Ray’s old place/the silo and the motel room where Aiden lived before it got blown up}.The hacking related things,such as her computer,laptop,at least nine monitors,a ton of harddrives,etc,are in her room,and there’s no sign of anything of the sort outside of that.

Parents still oblivious,still don’t know she’s a hacker,still don’t know about her street racing ways.She prefers it that way….that’s why nobody sees the garage or bedroom.

Not a fan of attention,would rather keep a low profile and let her workpals get the fame.But of course,when there’s some bad stuff on DedSec,she won’t be afraid to show off her opinion and stick with the others

It’s great being sometimes-partners with Marcus

It’s also great going off on missions on your own

“Screw you,you son of a bitch.”

*Proceeds to flip person off as it’s the worst she’ll do before it switches to violence and knife threats*

“Viva La Resistance/Rebellion” in a really bad French accent

“You see this knife? It’s my knife. What I’m gonna do with it? Shove it down your throat if you don’t shut the hell up.”

“The name’s Dead Inside.How ya doin’?”

“You look like a terrorist.”

“I promise you,I am NOT a terrorist.”

“What are you then?”

“A ninja.”

“Are you some kind of weirdass goth person?”

“Nin-ja.”

She has abandonment issues,that’s why she prefers doing missions solo.Means she can’t lose anyone while on missions or get betrayed/left behind.

{Hm,guess who has those}

#whelp it's after midnight #won't be able to post the fallout stuff #got distracted with the new additions to my potted plants #it's a venus flytrap #and another lil cactus #watch dogs #watch dogs 2

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dollyyun · 6 months

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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 | 07

SYPNOSIS: wherein Hwang Stella's life is tangled in a predicament involving her clandestine identity as a racer, her seemingly daily life as the official heir to the Hwang Empire, and seven guys with whom she has a complex history with. PAIRING: non!idols enhypen members x fem!oc. GENRE: 18+ (mdni), reverse harem, chaebols, semi-college, racing, eventual adulthood, eventual enha being f1 drivers, multiple povs and written in fic. WARNINGS: expletives, angst, heartbreaks, drama, heavy suggestive themes. WORD COUNT: 7k+ TAGLIST: @aishigrey @kgneptun

✘ SERIES MASTERLIST ✘

After Sunghoon and I have rekindled our friendship, we decide to catch up on what we have missed in each other's lives. On campus, Sunghoon and I are seen hanging out and conversing with each other like we used to, which draws attention from some of the students since almost everyone here knows about our friendship's fallout.

Words do spread out fast here, which explains why Jungwon, Sunoo, and Ni-Ki come running to our old spot and are genuinely shocked when they see us in one room without strangling each other.

After our lecture ended, Sunghoon and I decided to hang out here. It is a lodging room that is twice as big as the lecture hall. In the centre of the room are three blue velvet couches that face the marbled coffee table, while there are also other activities we can do, such as arcade games, chess, and XBOX. This is only meant for the seven of us since Sunoo is the owner. His mother is on the board of directors, so that explains why we get special treatment.

"You guys look like fucking idiots." Sunghoon scoffs, but a grin appears on his lips right after. "Get in here."

"What the hell happened? And why are you two being civil?" Ni-Ki asks in disbelief as they head inside.

"We're more than civil now." Sunghoon slings an arm around my shoulder. "We're best friends again."

Jungwon offers us a big grin before running towards us. A grunt leaves my lips at the impact as soon as he engulfs us in a hug. "I'm genuinely glad that you two are back."

"Me too! This calls for a celebration!" Sunoo beams, taking out his phone from his pocket. He presses his phone against his ear before speaking to someone on the line. "I need you to buy some drinks and snacks."

We look at him with confusion while he appears to be delighted, even though we can hear a muffled shout from his phone. "I don't care. You're my servant, remember? I'll let you know where we're at."

"Who did you call?" Sunghoon asks, looking bewildered.

A sly grin arises on Sunoo's lips while mischievousness glints in his eye. "Just a certain someone. You'll see in awhile."

"Oh, boy," Ni-Ki heaves a deep sigh as he pinches the nose of his bridge. "This ought to be good."

I don't know what is going on, but warmth and relief spread throughout my chest from being surrounded by my best friends. But then comes the familiar pinch. I haven't sorted things out with Heeseung and Jake yet.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Sunghoon is still telling them what really happened while I am at the side, leaning against the wall with my arms crossed over my chest. The sight itself amuses me as my lips upturn into a smirk. It looks like Sunghoon is a grandfather who tells the story to his three grandchildren instead.

"─and that's why we fought." Sunghoon finishes off. "I'd say that we're rather fools for being blinded to the fact that our fathers were the enemies, not us."

"Agreed." Ni-Ki nods his head before darting his eyes at me, the curiosity in his eyes glimmering. "So what happens now?"

I raise my eyebrow inquisitively. "What do you mean?"

"You still have unfinished business with Jake," Ni-Ki points out knowingly. "And with Heeseung, the last time we remember was that the two of you fought because of Stella."

Right. But I'm no longer feeling the resentment I had towards Heeseung. It was my fault for starting the fight. It was rather foolish of me to worsen the cold and distance between Heeseung and me.

They look at me expectantly. Before I can open my mouth, the door swings open, startling us. When my eyes divert to her, they widen in surprise, while she doesn't seem to notice me yet.

"I came here as fast as I could." She appears to be panting, as though she ran all the way here. In her hands are brown paper bags. Her eyes, filled with pure annoyance, drill straight into Sunoo's as she trudges inside. "Kim Sunoo, you're lucky that I'm nice enough."

Sunoo pouts his lips. "You're never nice to me!"

"Wait a minute." Sunghoon rises from the couch, his eyes darting between Sunoo and Stella, before he stares at Sunoo in amusement. "Stella's your servant?"

"I am not his servant." Stella counters firmly before setting the paper bags on the table. For a minute, I notice hesitation in her gaze. "I just owe him something."

"Uhuh." Sunghoon seems skeptical. "What is that something?"

"Nothing that concerns you." She answers curtly.

"Thanks, Stel." Ni-Ki grabs one of the drinks, giving Stella a grin while the latter has a small smile on her lips.

"Yeah, thank you." Jungwon takes us by surprise when he embraces Stella in a side hug before planting a kiss on her crown.

Jungwon is the brother I wish I had, but why am I feeling uneasy and a growing bitterness in my heart upon seeing how close they are? Even worse is when Stella's cheeks turn a hint of pink while she accepts Jungwon's affection.

"Am I missing something?" Sunoo inquires with a frown as he walks towards them before slinging an arm around Stella. He eyes Jungwon. "Since when did you become close with my darling servant?"

"Kim Sunoo!" Stella struggles in Sunoo's grip.

I can see the dissatisfaction in Jungwon's eyes. "We're childhood best friends."

"Ex childhood best friends. Something happened." Stella shoves Sunoo away from her, though the impact doesn't affect Sunoo that much. She looks at the rest of us, her eyes seem to linger a little longer on mine. "But we've reconciled."

"My, my. It appears that Hwang Stella here has more connections to us than we thought." Sunghoon tuts.

"Just eat the damn snacks and drinks I bought for you." Stella sighs, rubbing her temple. "Now that my service here is done, I'll get going."

"Join us." I find myself finally speaking up after being an observer. When her eyes meet mine, I feel the familiar electricity between us. "Since you're here, you might as well hang out with us."

"I agree." Sunoo sips on his drink. "Besides, you haven't been here before, right?" He asks Stella.

Stella avoids our gazes, appearing sheepish for some reason, as if she has been caught for going against the rules. "Actually, I've been here more than once."

"What?" Ni-Ki looks at her incredulously. "Since when?"

"Of course." Sunghoon chuckles, though I detect an odd sense of bitterness. "With Jake Sim. Please don't tell me that y'all fucked here."

Her cheeks turn rosier, eliciting a loud groan from Sunghoon. "That's it! I'm going to have these couches washed and sanitised in every part of this room!"

"Hey! I'm the owner! So I get to decide!" Sunoo exclaims at a scowling Sunghoon.

"Let's just move on, please." Stella still avoids our eyes as she bends down to grab a drink.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

I haven't gotten the chance to have a conversation with Stella due to how preoccupied she is with the others. She plays arcade games with Ni-Ki, chess with Sunoo, speaks with Jungwon, and even engages in banter with Sunghoon.

I can't help but turn sulky as I sit on a bean bag in the corner. I just want her to spare a glance at me, even for a second.

"Hey, Jay." My heart almost jumps out of my chest when she greets me, towering over my figure. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all." I answer her quickly when I shouldn't even display my eagerness. She sits down on an extra bean bag next to mine without saying a word.

"So," She starts off, awkwardness filling the air around us. "How are you?"

"I've been fine. Things between Sunghoon and me have been going great too." I say. "It's just that I can't stop thinking about Heeseung and Jake." And you.

Stella nods her head, and there is sympathy in her pretty eyes. "Right. You, Heeseung, and Jake used to be close. But what exactly happened between you and Jake?"

I take a glance at her face. "Isn't it obvious? He's mad because I went after you."

"But why would he be mad?" She asks, looking incredulous. "He and I are no longer tied to each other."

I smirk faintly. "I guess you're just simply unforgettable, Stella. Heck, if I were in his shoes, I would be mad at me too."

Her eyes turn downcast. "Jake fell out of love for me, Jay."

"No." I don't hesitate to grab her hand and gently hold it in my grasp while she lifts her head to stare into my eyes. "You're wrong. He has never truly moved on from you."

"Don't, Jay." She shakes her head at me. "Don't tell me lies just to soothe my broken heart."

"I would never lie to you," Baby. "You should know the full truth."

"What truth?" She sighs sadly. "I already know what I wanted to know."

"Jay's right." Sunghoon appears next to Stella, while the latter jolts in surprise. "You need to know too, just as we did."

The others come to gather around us. Confusion resides in her gaze, but stubbornness does too. "I don't love him anymore, so it doesn't matter what you all say. Even if there was a reason, it doesn't justify the fact that he broke up with me over a text and got together with Rena weeks later."

"That's the thing, Stella." Ni-Ki bends down on one knee right in front of her, his eyes softening as he meets her glossy ones. "Jake was forced to date Rena."

At once, her eyes go wide as a socket. "What?"

"Jake was forced to date Rena by his mother."

"He had no choice because he had his reasons, but one thing is for sure, Jake is not in love with Rena."

The revelation has shaken me, despite my collected demeanour. I left after the guys unravelled the truth, at least based on their understanding and views. Now, I am driving mindlessly on the road, riding my blue Yamaha YZF-R1M, and my grip on the clutches tightens.

I don't know where I am headed, but I just keep driving on until I find myself at the ice cream parlour. Jake and I went after having dinner at a restaurant for our first anniversary. Maybe eating ice cream would alleviate the tension in my head a little better.

I turn off the indignation before removing my helmet. I adjust my dishevelled hair and get off the bike, which I parked by the curb. My gaze settles on the parlour, the ornamental window glass allows me to see the inside.

Considering it's past eight, there are fewer and fewer customers, with some already leaving. But what I don't expect is to see my ex seated by the window alone.

A part of me wants to leave, but I know that I shouldn't run away. I can't deny the fact that I need to listen to his side story. I need to hear the truth from him.

And so, I find myself stepping inside the parlour. As the ring chimes. Jaeyun snaps his head up and meets my eyes. My heart races in anticipation, yet I am uncertain of the outcome. I scan his countenance briefly, and I feel a tug in my heart upon noticing how he looks as though he has lost all hope.

Mustering the courage, I walk towards him. "We need to talk." I tell him firmly, despite how my voice almost wavers.

"No, we don't." He mutters, looking away from me, before rising from the seat.

"Oh, yes, we do." My hand grabs his just as he walks past me. "If I'm done running from my problems, so should you."

Jake doesn't turn around to look at me, but he doesn't feel bothered by me grabbing his hand either. We stay in that position briefly before he finally looks back at me. I feel him squeezing my hand and holding it firmly. "Not here."

In an instant, he drags me with him until we are out of the parlour. I expect him to let go of my hand, but he continues to hold it.

"Sunghoon and the others told me what happened." I break the ice between us as we stand on the pavement. I swallow the familiar lump in my throat while the backs of my eyes start to sting. "But I need to hear the truth from you. Were they right?"

Jake doesn't meet my eyes, but he doesn't let go of my hand either. "Yes."

My vision starts to blur as I blink while my chest hurts. "You should've told me the truth instead of breaking up with me. I thought we trusted each other."

"That's the thing, I couldn't even if I wanted to." He looks at me, and his jaw tightens. "My hands and mouth were tied. You have no idea how fucked it is to have been controlled by those with power."

"You think I don't?" I chuckle in disbelief. "I've spent months trying to hate you, but my heart couldn't let you go. You were my first in everything, Jaeyun. Did you really think that I could move on from you just so easily?"

"No, I don't." He sighs. "You were my first in everything too."

I ignore the tear that is rolling down my cheek. "I hate you for breaking my heart."

"I know." A sad smile appears on his handsome face.

"Most of all, I hate that I still love you." A soft sob leaves my lips before I can stop it. With my other hand, I form it into a fist before punching him weakly in the chest. "I hate you, Sim Jaeyun."

Before I can punch him again, he grabs my fist, firmly yet gently, as he opens it back. The sad smile still persists on his lips. "That's my girl." He plants a soft kiss on my palm. "Hate me all you want. It's easier that way."

More sobs leave my lips while the tears are relentless. "Please tell me that you still love me."

"I do, I still do, love. But we can never be together for as long as I'm tied to Rena." He cradles my face in between his palms. "Not unless I'm done settling my business."

"Jaeyun." My knees feel weak at the moment he embraces me into his arms, which once felt like home.

"I love you, Stella." He confesses with such raw emotions that it has me in shambles as I desperately cling onto him. I feel him planting a kiss on my crown. "You'll always be my girl."

Just like that, the warmth of Sim Jaeyun disappears as he leaves me in the cold under a starless sky.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

My mind is unstable after what happened, yet I find myself standing outside his apartment. Instead of looking for others, I look for him. Follow your heart, as they say. But my heart doesn't know what it fucking wants.

"Stella." He greets me, looking genuinely surprised, after opening the door. His eyes seem to scan my face before a frown dawns on his pink lips. "What happened?"

"Nothing." I say nonchalantly. "I'm sorry for coming here at this hour. Were you asleep?"

"It's fine. Like I said, you're always welcomed here." He steps aside, allowing me to enter. "I haven't seen you in awhile."

"You know, busy with assignments and projects." I answer curtly, and being near him makes me realise that we haven't talked after the heated kiss we had. I sigh before turning around to look at him. "Heeseung, about that kiss─"

"Don't worry about it. It was a mistake." Heeseung gives me a tight smile. "We were in a heat of moment."

I don't know why I feel disappointed upon hearing his statement. "Right."

"What's wrong?" He asks with a frown, stepping closer to me.

"Oh, nothing. It's just that you declared our kiss a mistake, but you kissed me like you meant it." Sarcasm drips into my tone.

A muscle ticks in his jaw. "What would you want me to say? You even insisted that we're friends, and friends don't kiss the way we did."

"I don't know! But hearing you say our kiss was a mistake─" Frustration blinds my judgement. "You know what? Coming here was my mistake."

"Wait." Heeseung grabs my hand just as I turn my back on him. "Don't go."

"Why not?" I ask coldly.

"Because I've missed you." He tugs me towards him, prompting me to look at him in the eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of it."

My breath hitches in my throat as he tucks a fallen lock of hair behind my ear, while there is a familiar desire in his alluring eyes. "Truth be told, I couldn't stop thinking about you and our kiss." He confesses. "At that time, I was holding myself back."

"Then don't." My voice drops to a whisper as he slowly leans in. "Don't hold yourself back around me."

"I must." His breath fans above my lips. "You have no idea what you're doing to me, sweetheart. My mind is intoxicated by the thought of you, your lips, and your body."

"Hee." Our lips brush lightly against each other. "Kiss me."

He presses his lips on mine in an instant, a symphony of desire and longing. He kisses me slowly, as though he is taking time to savour the feeling. My hands slither upward to tug on his hair, while his hands go lower until they stop around my thighs.

"Jump." He rasps against my lips, and I comply, locking my legs around his waist.

I don't know where he's taking me as I get utterly lost in the kiss. When he gently lowers me until my back hits the mattress, I realise that we're in his room.

As we pull away from the kiss, I pant heavily and look at him with my half-hooded eyelids. His eyes seem to be darkening each second with desire and danger. My hand tugs at the hems of his black shirt.

"I need to be one of your girls." The desperation in my voice is apparent, but I am too far gone to care. "Just for tonight."

"No, not just one of my girls." He presses his lips on my neck while his hands go underneath my top. Chills run down my spine upon feeling the warmth of his hands. "My only girl."

"Liar." I roll my eyes to the back in pleasure as his lips press on the sensitive part of my neck. "Heeseung─" He continues to pepper kisses on my skin before going down on me, pulling up my top, which I remove and toss aside.

My cheeks are flushed as he stares at me with such hunger. Butterflies erupt in my tummy as he presses a gentle kiss on top of my belly button. "You're so fucking gorgeous, sweetheart."

"Hee, enough foreplay." I whine. clenching my thighs together to suppress the heat.

"This will be my first, you know?" He pauses to remove his shirt, and my mouth begins to water at his fine glory. "But I've learned some moves on the internet."

I feel genuinely surprised by the fact that he will be losing his virginity to me. "Like?" Intoxication fills my head as I pull him down to connect our lips again.

"How about I show you instead?" He rasps against my lips, his deep yet husky voice turns me on further. "But first, gentle or rough?"

"I don't care." A moan leaves my lips upon feeling his knee pressing into my heat. "I just need you to take my pain away."

"So I was right." He murmurs. "Something did happen to you."

A soft gasp emits from me as soon as I feel his hand wrap around my neck—enough not to suffocate me but enough to show his dominance. Instead of feeling afraid, I feel even more turned on. He gazes deeply into my eyes while his lips unfurl a soft smirk. "You have no idea what you've just let in, sweetheart."

I've been awake since Aera called me earlier, and I can't even fall back asleep, not when there is a gorgeous goddess next to me. She is still sound asleep as she faces me, giving me a view of her angelic face.

Right now, Stella doesn't look anything like what others describe her as─ cold, heartless, or arrogant. In this state, she looks harmless. I mean, I'm not saying that she's capable of harming anyone, but she looks utterly serene. Her long lashes kiss under her eyes, her sculpted nose that tempts me to plant a kiss on, her naturally tinted pink lips that are kissable, and her rosy cheeks. She looks like a goddess. My Goddess.

A flashback of last night replays in my mind. It was fucking unreal that my virginity had been taken by my crush. The whole experience was more than amazing. With her consent, she allowed me to do anything I wanted, but I held myself back, though not entirely. She was so exquisite that I wasn't getting enough of her.

I have to admit that I was nervous at first, but with Stella, I felt as though I was a natural at it. She even complimented me before falling asleep. Envy slowly wraps itself around my heart at the thought that Jay and Jake have already tasted her.

I glance down at her once more, and my heart rate starts to spike. My crush is wearing my white shirt, which looks big and adorable on her figure. Her body is curved as she holds the duvet close to her chest.

My hand reaches out to caress her cheek, but stops mid-air when I recall how vacant her eyes looked yet filled with hurt as soon as I opened the door for her. A part of me knows better than to pry, but I need to know what happened and who hurt her.

Stella's movement as she stirs in her sleep, and I continue to watch her until her eyes flutter open. Still looking drowsy, her eyes slowly find their way to meet mine. Thus, my heart beats faster and pounds harder.

"Hey." She greets me softly. Fuck, does she know what she did to me?

My lips curve into a grin while I gaze into her beautiful eyes. "Good afternoon, sweetheart."

Stella stretches her limbs out like a cat. "It's noon already?"

"I mean, we did finish way too late." I drawl lazily, smirking as I see how diffident she looks and avoids my gaze. "Last night was amazing."

"Yeah," She clears her throat before attempting to sit up, but winces lightly as she moves her legs. "Thanks for last night. I needed that."

"Hey, Stella?" I call out to her just before I can stop myself.

"Yeah?" She asks, grabbing her hair tie on the nightstand before tying her hair up into a messy bun.

What are we? "What exactly happened before you came over?"

Thank God I didn't say that out loud, or I'll just worsen the progress of our friendship status. Yeah, we're just friends. We can never be anything more. Not when I have an ulterior motive that my parents deem important, or else I'll face the consequences.

Stella heaves a deep sigh before turning around to meet my eyes. "I met Jake."

I ignore the stinging pain in my heart. Of course. I should've recognised the familiar pain in her eyes.

"Sunghoon and the others revealed the entire truth to me, but I needed to hear from Jake himself." She bites her lower lip, eyes downcast. "When I heard it from him, I felt furious, sad, and betrayed. Most of all, I felt regretful. I've spent months trying to hate him for hurting me and leaving me broken."

"Don't let the truth invalidate what you've felt and suffered." I move closer to her, and before I can stop myself, my hand goes to cradle the side of her face. "Allow yourself to acknowledge what you truly felt. He had reasons, yes, but at the end of the day, he still broke your heart."

As Stella leans into my touch, I feel my heart soar. "Thank you for the assurance, Heeseung."

"Of course." I smile, though my heart starts to ache. "We're friends, aren't we?"

I don't miss the disappointment that befalls her angelic face, but I brush it off. I'm probably seeing things.

"Heeseung─"

"Guess who's here!" Aera's shrill voice startles us, as does when she swings the door open. "Heeseung─ Ah! What the hell?!"

"Aera!" I groan in annoyance, my palm no longer feeling the softness of Stella's cheek, while Stella appears embarrassed as she looks down. "How many times do I have to tell you to knock?"

"Brother!" Aera's eyes dart between us, but amidst the shock, I can see how her lips twitch into a grin. "Did you two?!"

"Aera." Stella buries her face into her palms.

"Am I going to have nieces and nephews?!" Aera exclaims rather avidly with a stupid grin on her face.

"Lee Aera, get out!" I grab a pillow before aiming at where she is, but she immediately disappears as soon as I throw the pillow, causing it to hit the door instead.

"I'm sorry about that." I rub my face. "I had no idea she'd be coming here."

"It's fine." Stella's rosy cheeks tempt me to kiss them. "By the way, your sister knows about me being a racer too."

I raise my eyebrow inquisitively. "Since when?"

"It's complicated." She gives me a sheepish smile. "But she promised to keep it a secret as well."

"Did she ask you to give her a ride in one of your motorsport vehicles?" Knowing my sister, she probably did.

"Yup." Stella answers with a chuckle, while my heart flutters upon hearing that chuckle of hers.

The damn butterflies.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

"So what are you doing here, exactly?" I ask, staring at my sister with annoyance as she sprawls across the couch.

Though I'm glad that my sister is no longer cold to me, I can't help but feel annoyed by her coming here unannounced, especially when I still want to spend some alone time with Stella before she returns home.

Aera, unmoving from her position, gives me a pout, to which I give her a look of disgust. "Can't I visit my favourite brother?"

"I'm your only brother, idiot." I state flatly. "So what do you want? Money? A car? Oh, wait, you don't have a driving licence."

Aera shoots me a scowl. "First of all, how could you assume that I came here for money?" She pauses for awhile before a sheepish smile appears on her lips. "Actually, I do need some money."

I heave a sigh. "Did Father freeze your card? Again?"

"That mean old man." Aera rolls her eyes. "Yup. Hence, I went to look for you! Please, Oppa? Help out your baby sis."

"Fine." I grab my wallet on the table before taking one of the credit cards and giving it to her. "Just don't spend on unnecessary stuff."

Thankfully, money always rolls into my accounts due to my investments and the competition I've won in racing, despite the fact that my father does send me money every now and then.

"So..." Aera draws my attention as she raises her eyebrow suggestively. "You and Stella?"

I scoff. "We're just friends."

"Bullshit. You're literally head over heels for her." Aera points out. "She's the girl whom you saw at the library years ago, right?"

"Whatever you say, Aera." I merely brush her off, but as soon as I turn my head to the side, I spot Stella coming out of my room, dressed in her previous attire.

"Stel!" Aera greets her cheerily. "We were just talking about you!"

"Really?" Stella looks at us curiously.

"Yes!" Aera says delightfully. "Do you know that Heeseung had a crush on─"

I quickly grab a cushion pillow before throwing it directly at her face, successfully hitting her. "Get out."

"Hey! You can't kick out your sister!"

My phone starts to ring on the table, drawing our attention to it. I walk towards the table and grab it before seeing the caller ID. My eyebrows jump in surprise, but I answer his call anyway.

"Heeseung." He greets me. "Before you hang up on me, we need to talk. It's been long overdue. Meet me at the arena."

The resentment I had for Jay has long since faded after the incident. I tried putting myself in his shoes and understood why he felt that way. But that didn't mean my pride hurt any less, given how he got a good piece of me.

"Who was it?" Stella asks softly, walking towards me.

"Jay," I breathe out. "He said to meet him at the arena."

"Oh! Can I come? Stella can give me a ride!" Aera asks me, staring at me with hope.

"I don't think it's a good idea." Stella states. "It's bad enough that half of them already know who I am. I don't want Jay, Jake, and Sunghoon to know too."

"She has a point." I tell Aera. "Till next time, sis."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Instead of pulling up at my usual station, I stop right next to Jay's motorcycle, where he is also waiting for me as he remains seated on his bike. I turn off the ignition before removing my helmet. I ruffle my tousled dark locks and briefly scan the arena. There are some other racers practicing on track, while I also spot Ni-Ki, Sunoo, and Sunghoon from afar.

Sunghoon catches my eye and gives me a nod of acknowledgment before proceeding to converse with the rest. I'll probably ask him to practice with me on track after this.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" I ask Jay curtly as I face him while still remaining seated on my bike.

Jay heaves a sigh. He appears somewhat apologetic. "I'm sorry for what happened at Hoon's party. I shouldn't have lashed out to you."

"You were furious because I was with Stella." I point out. "But I'm sorry as well for punching you first."

"I deserved that." Jay chuckles breathily, running his fingers through his hair. "I don't know why the hell I was so enraged when Stella wasn't mine to begin with."

"The answer is obvious, Park." I smirk at him, though I feel uneasy. "You like Stella."

"Damn right, I do." Jay doesn't hesitate to answer. "It took me awhile to acknowledge and admit my feelings towards her."

I bite my lip. I feel kind of bad for him because the girl he likes just spent the night with me.

"Unlucky for you, I like Stella as well." I give him a playful punch on the shoulder. "Fight me again?"

"No." Jay rolls his eyes. "I'm tired of fighting. So that's why I'm here. I want to reconcile with you. I've missed our bond."

I've known Jay since high school, but we only got close when we entered university. Whenever he had problems or needed advice, he would always come to me. Plus, we have the same set of shitty parents, so we could always relate to each other.

"But we like the same girl." I state, eyeing him cautiously. "What if a fight happens between us again because of her?"

"I can assure you that we won't have to fight for her." Jay answers firmly while his eyes reflect a familiar sentiment I know too well. "Besides, we can never compete, not when there's Jake, who is her first love."

"A punch to the gut, Jay." I roll my eyes jokingly. "Speaking of Jake, he's been avoiding the rest as well. Though he's an ass, I've missed him."

"I don't know how long he's going to keep that up." Jay sighs. "But one thing is for sure: We need him back in the group."

"I like the idea of that." I smile. "It's about time the gang got back together again."

Jay mirrors my smile before it transitions into a smirk. "So, wanna race?"

"Music to my ears." A smirk tugs at my lips before I wear my helmet. "The loser has to do fifty push-ups."

"Get ready to lose, Heeseung." Jay wears his helmet before starting the ignition at the same time as I do. With both my hands on the clutches, I take a glance at him to see him looking at me. Then, we speed off.

The view of the familiar manor greets me as the gate opens before I start to make my way to the garage, driving my white Suzuki bike. Behind this visor, a smirk tugs at my lips. Home, sweet home.

My parents have alerted me about the dinner with the Nishimuras tonight. Growing up, my parents showered me with love and affection to the point where I became a spoiled brat, wanting everything and getting everything my way, while my younger brother and sister were forsaken by my parents.

I know that tonight's dinner is unlike any other familial dinner. It'll be where I need to report to them about what is happening and the progress of our plan. Well, I guess it can be considered my plan since I voluntarily agreed to take part in the first place.

"Finally. I've been waiting for you to arrive." Ni-Ki announces just as I pull up next to his vehicle.

"You should've come with me instead." I roll my eyes as I remove my helmet. "Besides, your parents are inside, so why are you out here?"

A muscle ticks in his jaw. "You know well enough that I don't get along with them, at least not anymore."

I know the reason, and I can't help but disprove it. My parents were right. Love is a weakness and will inevitably cause the downfall of any member of this high society of ours.

"Let's go." I pat Ni-Ki's back before we proceed to enter the building. As we enter, I am surprised to see the sight of my siblings, who are fraternal twins, Kim Daehyun and Kim Sihyeon. They are currently in their last years of high school. I don't have a great bond with them, but I don't hate them either.

"What are you doing here?" I ask with a frown as we stop in front of them. Given the fact that my parents have forsaken them, they voluntarily chose to leave the manor and live with my aunt instead.

"Nice meeting you too, Hyung." Daehyun rolls his eyes. Brat.

"Mother and father wanted us to come." Sihyeon says, though her eyes seem to be lingering on Ni-Ki instead. "For dinner."

"My children! You've arrived." My mother announces, drawing our attention to the older adults. "Come! Let's have dinner!"

My mother is elegant as ever. Though everyone perceives her as kind, I know how manipulative and cunning she is beneath her facade, but no one can ever suspect her schemes due to her elegancy. My father, on the other hand, is renowned for being ruthless and merciless when it comes to business. Both complement each other well.

"Ni-Ki." Ni-Ki's father greets him, but the guy ignores his parents and walks right past them.

"Oppa, who is your friend?" Sihyeon whispers to me as we walk. "He's handsome."

"Don't even think about it." I warn her. "Plus, he already has his eyes on someone."

And that someone just so happens to be a pawn.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

"Daehyun, Sihyeon." My mother dabs the corner of her mouth with a white handkerchief. "Since you two have finished your meals, can you give the adults some privacy?"

Throughout the whole dinner, Ni-Ki remains unresponsive, keeping to himself, whereas I have had to step in to entertain his parents. Our parents do talk about businesses in front of us, but it has nothing to do with us. Meanwhile, my siblings keep themselves occupied by conversing with each other and playing games discreetly, though my mother often glares at them for not having proper dining etiquette.

My patience is starting to run thin. This has got to be a mundane dinner.

"Why can't we listen?" Daehyun asks ardently, to which I smirk as I take sips of my drinks. He really takes after me.

"Because the next session is not about any of your concerns." My father answers him coldly, and his piercing gaze causes my sister to flinch. "Leave."

"Come on, Dae." Sihyeon says nervously as she tugs at his sleeves. "Let's just leave."

"Whatever. This dinner sucks anyway." Daehyun scoffs, standing as his chair makes a loud screech. Sihyeon looks at me before going after Daehyun.

"I apologise for my son's improper behaviour." My mother informs the Nishimuras. "He's not usually like that."

I hold back a smirk. Oh, mother, you don't know Daehyun at all. None of us do.

"It's fine. Teenagers these days." Ni-Ki's father chuckles lightheartedly. "So, shall we start?"

"Of course." My mother smiles before turning to me. "Report."

"Things are going rather smoothly." I start off, and from my peripheral vision, I notice Ni-Ki clenching a fist. "Day by day, she's getting closer to us and seems rather distracted. In fact, I don't think she's been doing her duties as the heir, considering how occupied she is with us."

"Ni-Ki?" Ni-Ki's mother looks at him. "What's your report?"

"Just as Sunoo said," Ni-Ki's tone sounds deadly, as does the aura he emits. "Everything is going smoothly."

"Ni-Ki, we really need you to be on board with this." Ni-Ki's father sighs. "You must not allow your feelings for that girl to hinder your goal."

"My goal?" Ni-Ki's laughter sounds sharp, enough to make me flinch lightly. "You mean it's your goal."

I decide to intervene before this could escalate further. "I have information that we may use if this plan fails."

"Oh?" Intrigued, my father leans forward. "What is it, son?"

"Sunoo, don't." Ni-Ki shakes his head, a warning glint in his eye.

But I ignore him. "Stella is a racer as well. She has been keeping her identity a secret, and she trusts us enough to let us know." A half-lie, but whatever.

"This is great!" My mother seems gleeful. "We have to inform the others about this plan B."

"Wait, what do you mean by others?" Ni-Ki asks sternly.

"Ask your friends, dear." My mother informs. "Despite all of our differences, the goal is to bring downfall to the Hwang empire. Starting with their precious heir."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

"Come on, Ni-Ki." Annoyance is turning into frustration as I go after Ni-Ki. "They would never allow us to leave for as long as we provided them with a better solution."

Ni-Ki stops abruptly before turning around to glare at me. "So telling them that Stella's a racer was a better solution? She trusted us enough that we would keep her identity a secret! We even gave our word to her!"

Guilt tugs at my cold heart, but my demeanour remains collected. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

I scoff. "After years of not talking, you suddenly decided to approach her out of the blue. Why? Because you were following your parents' orders."

Ni-Ki clenches his jaw. "There's a difference between you and me. I'm sincere in being her friend, always been, while you're being a snobby jerk for having her as your servant."

"It's not meant to be serious! That's just a way for me to get closer to her!" I throw my hands up in frustration. "Damn it, Riks! Why do you have to be so difficult?!"

"Because I love her!" He confesses, the pain is evident in his eyes. "You would never understand, Sunoo. The pain of betraying my first love."

My eyes turn steely cold. "And I'm glad I would never understand it. Love is a fucking weakness, and it'll get you nowhere. Besides, you should give up." A smirk appears on my lips. "Hwang Stella will never love you."

"I pity you. You don't understand how great love is, even if it means that the person you love won't ever notice you."

"Love is a waste of time, Riks." I walk past him, making my way to the garage. "Besides, do you really want to risk racing over Stella?"

It's a rhetorical question. I already know his answer, and it's similar to the rest of us, including me.

My phone chimes in my pocket, prompting me to read the message. I raise my eyebrow while a smirk returns to my lips.

STELLA: The others are too busy to race. Wanna join me?

I guess it isn't so hard to get closer to her after all.

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Watch Dogs: A closer look at an OC of mine

So,basically,I’m bored.I was looking for an excuse to draw,and looking for one of those 10+ character/OC memes with the randomass questions,but found this instead.It’s an OC meme/bio template,found here by Mister-Saturn on dA.

This thing is long,but it covers a lot.So,yeee.

Who better to go depth about than WD!Kayla,since I’m all about Watch Dogs these days?A lot of this stuff is copied from the original post I made...i also removed some of the things since I have not thought about it as far

Basics

Full Name:

Kayla Horizon

Nicknames:

Kay/Ninja/Ghost/Lucky

Hacker allias/screename:

N1nJ4 {Ninja}

Sex:

Female

Age:

23 years old

Birth Date:

03/03/1995 {if the WD world took place in 2018}

Birthplace:

In Gauteng,South Africa

Current Residence:

Close to San Francisco,a great damn house

Appearance

Height:

5’11

Eyes:

“Not every day you see someone with heterochromia.”

Left eye is blue,right eye is green

Hair:

Original hair color is dirty blonde Currently ombre:Brown - Dirty blonde - Blonde

Long hair,shaved shorter on the right side.Leaving it loose or tying it in a ponytail or something depends on how she’s feeling,and whether it’s mission time or not.Can’t work if you’ve got hair in your face.

Physical Flaws/Birthmarks/Scars:

Huge scar through her left eye,and a small one through her lip on the right.There are some other faint scars here and there,nothing too major though.

Lots of freckles

Usual Attire:

{I’ll post the clothing rambles from the original}

Has a variety of beanies,snapbacks and caps

Has one pair of sunglasses,aviators,as the rest got broken

She wears glasses,unless out on missions

Has a lot of t-shirts and hoodies

Has a fair amount of long sleeved shirts

Has a lot of jeans,shorts and sweatpants

Owns a few pairs of sneakers and track-shoes,and two pairs of combat boots

Has a few bandannas/masks

Has literally one fancy shirt she wears with a vest,bowtie,black pants and sneakers

Went to Swelter Skelter as some sort of glow in the dark Matryoshka-fied skeleton

Doesn’t wear any jewelry apart from her piercings and some random bracelets

Carries a shoulder bag which is clearly bigger on the inside {otherwise,how would you fit a laptop,drone,RC rover,and some other stuff in there?} With some badges and Dedsec decals

Hoodies are 60% of the time oversized

PJs are a random t-shirt and boardshorts {Onesie in the winter over that}

Has a hoodie that says 'Ghost’ and '07’ on the back {Aka my favorite Mystery skulls song and lucky number}

Tattoos/Piercings:

A lot of ear piercings on both sides,and a tongue piercing

A bunch of stars on her left wrist,a small ‘x’ on top of her right wrist,and a ’=D’ on her back {right shoulder}

Other Accessories:

She wears a lot of bracelets ‘n stuff,and glasses

Personality

Personality Traits:

Stubborn

Cares a lot for her family,friends and workpals {who’re also friends}

Loyal to DedSec

Not easily influenced

Quiet

Overthinks everything

Sarcastic

Not easily intimidated {Or so she claims}

Happy with what her life is,even between all the stress and overthinking.

Usually keeps things that wouldn’t be important to the current objective(s)/mission(s) to herself

Trained herself to not cry in front of people.It’s harder than it looks.Anger also gets bottled up.One day she’ll snap….probably.Then all chaos and hell will break loose.

Loses a lot of sleep thinking

Stresses over nothing

Introvert

Reckons anything can be solved by an asskicking

Takes her job seriously,but,in between she likes messing with people

Claims she doesn’t care,but she cares too much

-Because she keeps a lot of things to herself,a lot of her personality remains a mystery.

What annoys her?

A lot of things,don’t worry about it

What makes her happy?

Again,a lot of things,like animals {especially baby animals and dogs} and games,no worries.

Greatest Fears/Phobias:

Fear of needles and a slight fear of tight spaces and heights

Patience Level:

Really patient depending on who she’s dealing with

Self-esteem:

Might seem really confident,and she really does seem to be that way,but in reality,her self-esteem is pathetic

Hobbies/Interests:

Gaming

Streetracing

Drawing

Hacking

Writing

Collecting Vinyl/pop figures

Favorites:

Color - Purple/Blood red

Food - Pizza

Animal - Giraffes/dogs of all types {including wild ones like wolves and hyenas}/rhinos

Clothing - Hoodies/t-shirts

School Subject - “When I was in highschool....IT and Life science/Biology“

Music (genre) - Punk rock/alternative rock/rock n roll/pop music

Books (genre) - Adventure,mystery,action,comedy

Movies (genre) - ^^^

Season - Autumn/Fall

Time of Day - Night time

Least Favorites:

Color - Pink

Food - Bananas/Onions

Animal - Doesn’t really have a least favorite animal...except if humans count

Clothing - Skirts ‘n dresses

School Subject - Health Class/PE

Music (genre) - Classical/Rap

Books (genre) - Romance

Movies (genre) - ^^

Season - Winter

Time of Day - Early morning

Personal

A brief description of your character’s history:

Born South African,moved to San Francisco.Parents also in SF,while sister moved to South Korea with a friend.Been living there for 5 years.Hacking’s been a big hobby since she was younger.She kept it a secret from her parents,to avoid being lectured and banned from her computer.Big gamer since she was a teenager.Became an intern at a police station while still at university.It doesn’t make sense why an IT student would decide on working at a police station,but eyyy,whatever.Got promoted for solving some huge computer related cases through hacking.Two years back she was called to investigate something not even closely related to hacking computers.They reckoned she would be able to handle it.Went undercover.Had to take on dangerous 'jobs’ and compete in races in order to infiltrate and take down a ruthless international crime smuggling syndicate, consisting of illegal street racers and car thieves.She ended up leaving her temporary job because of the amount of times the police chased after her for street racing,resisting arrest and all the property damage.Y'know,going too deep undercover.Wrecked a lot of cars,got rid of a lot of thugs,hacked a lot cameras,streetlights and other things to finish her job and to get away.After that was over,she made sure to erase all of that off her profile on the ctOS database.Had to do a lot of things,a lot of dangerous things,to get noticed by DedSec,and eventually got in.It wasn’t really necesary that she put her life in danger like that,but she did anyway.Go big or go home…I won’t go much into detail about that because I haven’t thought as far.

{This mess….I’ll fix eventually.It’s random,it doesn’t make sense,it isn’t how real life works,but whatever.}

Political Preference:

“Anything’s better than where we are now,honestly”

Darkest Secret:

“All of ‘em are the same amount of darkness.I’ve done a lot of bad stuff,killed a lot of people...bad people of course....I think the worst thing I’ve done is probably causing a huge car crash during one of the races while I was undercover...”

Guilty Pleasures:

None?

Does she keep a diary or journal?

Yep,shockingly enough,she has a journal.She doesn’t use it as a diary,to write the day’s happenings,not always.She uses it to write notes down,draw scribbles,and to write down thoughts,things she has to do,etc.

Relationships

Family Living With:

She lives with her dog and a lot of house plants.Yeah.

Family Situation:

Her parents live in close range to her,which was just luck,honestly,and her sister {21 years old} lives in South Korea with a friend

Former Friends:

She had a group of friends back home,which she slowly lost contact with after high school...well,after the one’s wedding anyway.

Current Friends:

The main DedSec crew {Marcus,Sitara,Wrench,Josh,Ray} and some of the other DedSec members in the area.Was friends with Horatio too...but as we know....he’s gone.

Former Love Interest:

A guy from school...we’re not gonna go into that

Current Love Interest:

None

Former Enemies:

Former racing buddies...the bunch from when she went undercover...police,kinda?

Current Enemies:

The same people,plus the gangs,Blume,etc

What do his/her friends like about her?

She’s a good firend and teammate,who cares a lot more for them than herself,she always sticks to mission orders while still having fun

What do his/her friends dislike about her?

The fact that she cares more for others than herself {it’s good and bad},always getting into trouble and almost gets herself killed somehow

Why do his/her enemies hate her?

That’s some streetracing history

The fact that she’s a hacker/DedSec member

Always ruining plans with her pals

Occupation:

She’s a member of DedSec,so,she’s a hacker.

As a cover/dayjob she works at a huge gaming store on some days {Every second day except for weekends}.It’s just a temporary job for now.She ended up applying for some programming job,like her parents wanted.Just waiting to hear back.

Relationship Status:

Single,no crushes or anything of the sort. “Had to leave everyone behind since we moved here….went to uni,didn’t find anyone that’s my type…and some things that happened in the past leave me in this state where I am against romance I guess? Not like an abusive relationship or heartbreak or anything like that…just things I’m not gonna talk about.”

Virgin?

Yep

Hate anyone?

Obviously - can’t have enemies for nothin’

Killed anyone?

Again,that’s obvious

Would you and your character get along?

Yeah,she’s my persona after all

Would you like to hang out with your character?

Hell yeah

Would your character like you?

Not sure on that one

Abilities/Achievements

Achievements:

Took down that whole group of people stealing cars ‘n stuff {those NFS:U shenanigans}

Finished high school and she finished studying at the university too

Became a famous gamer {No hacking/cheats}

Still being alive is also an achievement

Failures:

Got innocent people killed

Almost got Marcus and the others killed a few times

Skills:

That’s part of the ‘other’ section I’m adding to the thing

How strong is she?

Fairly strong

Health

Diet:

She follows a healthy diet {she ain’t no vegan/vegetarian though},but she doesn’t mind eating sweet things now and then.The girl lives on Pepsi,some other sodas,lots of water and energy drinks.

Exercise:

She likes exercising to keep herself in shape for missions and such - jogs from time to time,goes to a gym,ye.

Physical Health Problems:

Nothing major or deadly...nothing as far as I know?

Mental Health Problems:

Does being a bit of an insomniac count?

Hygiene:

Amazing hygiene,very important to this human.She isn’t one of those extremely clean freaks though,who are afriad of germs ‘n getting their hands dirty.

Situations (What would they do or how would they react?)

Your character is called up for an award and is congratulated.

She’s be happy and accept,but she won’t go bragging about it or anything.

Your character didn’t win any awards and watches as someone else is congratulated.

She’s be really damn happy for that person,unless it’s someone with a hidden agenda/someone of evil nature.

Your character is winning at a game of some kind.

Again,she’d be happy,but doesn’t brag or go and insult the other team {if it’s a multiplayer game}

Your character lost at a game of some kind.

You win some,you lose some.She shrugs,and encourages her team that they’ll do better next time {again,if it’s a multiplayer game}.

Your character has a crush on someone and must find out how to tell them.

Whelp,like me,she’s probably not gonna tell the person.Fear of getting rejected ‘n all.

Your character tells that person and they agree to go out with them.

She makes sure to get enough advice so she doesn’t screw up.Real nervous and flustered.

Your character tells that person and gets rejected.

That’s why we don’t tell the person in the first place.

Your character is asked out by someone they like.

Very blushy and flustered,speaks gibberish,and would probably say yes.She wouldn’t trust it at first,but if she knows the true intentions of the person,she’d agree.

Your character is asked out by someone they don’t like that way.

To spare feelings,she’d still agree,but if it goes a bit too far/awkward,she’ll explain.

Your character’s crush is revealed by someone else.

She doesn’t have a crush at the moment,so ha

Your character loses a family member or a close friend.

That actually happened...losing Horatio was a painful time,full of sadness and crying.She wasn’t as close to him,but,yeah.

Your character loses a pet.

Crying for a million years

Your character loses a very important personal belonging.

If it was stolen,she’ll track the person down and kick their ass.if it was lost through anything else,she’d be sad,mad,and probably see if she can replace it.

Your character loses something that they were borrowing.

“Well shit” Time to go on a crazy search for the item.

Your character is stolen from.

Track ‘em down,and kick their ass

Your character is offered drugs/alcohol/a cigarette.

Hates alcohol,smoking and drugs.Thus,she doesn’t drink at all,she has never smoked,never done drugs or vaping or anything of the sort. if you’re gonna give her alcohol,she’s not gonna drink it.If you’re gonna give her a cigarrette,she’ll throw it away.If you give her drugs,she’ll give them right back.

Your character is publicly humiliated in front of a lot of people.

Wouldn’t be the first time.She shrugs it off,but,it’ll haunt her thoughts for quite a while.

Your character killed someone.

She’s killed a lot of people...bad people,so,nothing big.

Your character witnessed a murder.

She can’t handle death of the innocent,so usually when witnessing the murder of an innocent person or animal,she’ll murder whoever did it.She gets this weird feeling inside,like a mini heart attack or so.

Your character is being argued with.

She’s stubborn,so don’t think she’ll give up on arguments so easily.If it’s someone she cares about,she’ll accept their statement rather than arguing.

Your character trips and hurts herself.

Welcome to clumsy R us.Since she was little,she tripped a lot and hurt herself.Scraped knees ‘n legs,scraped elbows,arms and hands.It’s happened so much before,that she doesn’t even feel the pain anymore.

Your character is given a gift they’ve always wanted.

Really thankful,thanks the person a million times,makes sure what she’ giving is put to use.

Your character is given a gift they couldn’t care less about.

She is still thankful,and still makes use of whatever she’s given.

Your character arrives home after a bad day.

She just showers,eats,then goes to watch TV,play games,listen music or whatever,and goes to bed early.

Your character arrives home after a good day.

Pretty much the same thing...just less angry/sad and she goes to bed whenever she feels like.

Other

{self added section to repost the rest of the stuff}

Working for: DedSec,what did you expect? She was going to go work for those dumbass monkeys,or the rat cult? Pff,nah.

Cars:

Personal car is the Ford Ranger truck she got ported in from home. It’s white with black decals and raptor kit.The thing’s a beast.

Other car she keeps in the garage is the Lotus Elise she used to streetrace with.Purple with a white stripe down the middle.This thing is upgraded to the max {of course what garages can do,plus some things only a hacker can pull off}.Best part is,it doesn’t look like it belongs on the /shittycarmods subreddit.

During the day,while on missions,she has some randomass car/truck/four wheeler/motorbike she 'borrows’ or the one car she’s been putting some DedSec decals on {Sitara’s design,of course}….Then there’s the DedSec police cruiser too.

It took a few weeks for Wrench to get used to the dog.He didn’t even notice it until it was lazing on the couch next to Mickey while she was working.It was a scene to experience.

He doesn’t go along on missions for obvious reasons {Micks doesn’t want him to get hurt/killed…and she’s pretty sure he’d be in the way…or set off an explosive or something}.

Random shiz:

Main hangout is the main Hackerspace from the game.Second being the Silicon Valley one.

Has gone on some missions with Marcus {the ones where multiple things need to be done or where it’s going to take more than one person to do,but it’s only one thing that needs to be stolen/hacked}.

When looked at with the profiler her profile says

ctOS.exe has stopped responding

Memes 'n Dreams

How 'bout nah

Also does the parkouring,climbing high buildings and messing with cranes

Likes the skeleton Dedsec paint on her cars/motorbikes

Almost shot Lenni quite a few times - too many witnesses stopped her from doing so

Finds it entertaining to help Wrench {he’s a really amusing guy to be around,alright?}

Graffiti is great

Reckons a 'Josh protection squad’ should be made {Don’t harass him,pls}

Sees Ray as some sort of cool hippie uncle

Doesn’t smoke but always has a lighter to set stuff on fire if needed

Named her drone and rover she printed.Harvey for the rover and Zippy for the drone.Why,you might ask? Why not? Their names are painted on the sides of them.

“There’s another reason I get called Ninja.It’s not just the screenname.“

Sneaking/Stealth skill +100

Parkour skill +90

Agility +87

Speed +85

Martial arts and self defence +90

Even with skill,she’s really damn clumsy

Is sometimes going out on missions instead of Marcus,if Marcus needs to rest or recover.Goes on own little side missions as well

“First day on the damn job and I get my hoodie stolen by my workpal.”

When out on missions during the day,she wears a range of shirts/hoodies.On nightly missions she wears all black.

Weapons of choice are:

*Stungun

*SVD/other snipers {Including the Stun sniper}

*Shotguns

*Baseball bat

*Knives,especially flip knives

When hanging out at the Hackerspace {with nothing else to do} she’s sitting with her laptop or working on a PC.Either hacking,working stuff out,or searching useful stuff.

Her phone has a little charm hanging on the side.It’s a mini Deadpool logo

Always there to lend a hand

While she has told the others about the street racing stuff after first joining,she literally never talked about it again, hoping they’d forget

Isn’t one for cursing too much,but in some situations it’s needed to calm a person down…will not hesitate to swear in another language.

Fingerguns

Doesn’t drink coffee or tea,or hot chocolate.

Always carries one of her flip knives with her.

Never reveals location of her house or her parents’. Usually kills the cameras temporarily in the area when she’s driving home.

Night owl/always exhausted pigeon

Likes fire and setting things on fire {Do you know how great it is to set gangs’ supplies ablaze just to spite them?}

Also a fan of explosives.Don’t give her any though….she’ll probably blow stuff up she’s not supposed to.

Not that good a swimmer.She can swim well enough to keep herself from sinking,but she ain’t no olympic medallist.

Likes camping

Probably became part of the team a bit before our boy Marcus.A few weeks before,probably.

References to movies/games/songs and puns 100%

Loves animals,and pets every single dog she can

Doesn’t have the cleanest resume.Street racing,property damage,murder,hacking,breaking into private property,stealing {data,high-tech weapons,etc},car theft,resisting arrest,the list goes on.

Wishes grappling hooks were actually a thing {simlar to those of JC3 or spy movies}

Loves Deadpool

Always has earphones in the ears if not listening to others talk or on missions,and still hears everything she’s supposed to around her. {I own this skill,so it ain’t impossible}

Loving the zombie apocalypse/post apocalyptic stuff

Loves drawing,that’s why graffiti is also great

While she dresses like a hipster/geek {with some badass Dedsec stuff in between} most of the time,she’s an emo/punk soul.

Can’t dance to save her life

Reckons that her haircut is shit,and that it’s the product from getting drunk with friends.Thus,the hate for alcohol grows stronger

Likes Vaperwave and Retrowave stuff

Avoids clubs of any sort

Mosquito magnet

Learned a lot about cars while undercover.

Did some graffiti work for Sitara.Got a badass galaxy DedSec design on the side of some building,and a little DedSec-fied Undertale reference one too.

When threatening people {Bad people,'course} she likes saying that she’s going to snap the person like a stick

Parents still oblivious,still don’t know she’s a hacker,still don’t know about her street racing ways.She prefers it that way….that’s why nobody sees the garage or bedroom.

It’s great being sometimes-partners with Marcus

It’s also great going off on missions on your own

“Screw you,you son of a bitch.”

*Proceeds to flip person off as it’s the worst she’ll do before it switches to violence and knife threats*

“Viva La Resistance/Rebellion” in a really bad French accent

“You see this knife? It’s my knife. What I’m gonna do with it? Shove it down your throat if you don’t shut the hell up.”

“The name’s Dead Inside.How ya doin’?”

“You look like a terrorist.”

“I promise you,I am NOT a terrorist.”

“What are you then?”

“A ninja.”

“Are you some kind of weirdass goth person?”

“Nin-ja.”

She has abandonment issues,that’s why she prefers doing missions solo.Means she can’t lose anyone while on missions or get betrayed/left behind.

#that took a lot longer to do than I expected #but have some new suff and stuff from the original post #still working on my trainwreck of a oneshot #still working on my picture #character bio #watch dogs #watch dogs 2 #watch dogs oc

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