#old/retired incarnations & ocs

[spinslash165]

(I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO POST THIS HERE YESTERDAY AUGH)

6 years, 3 species swaps, 2 mods (4 if you count Kart and a personal Mania skin) and at least... 17 redesigns, maybe more. It's been a ride.

Happy birthday, Flare.

[the-elder-polls]

hi tcs fridays oc rambling beneath the cut. this time, specifically about my nerevarine, rildras, and his daughter, dagoth vedyra

rildras:

ril loves spicy food. the hotter the better. you could feed this man a bowl of literal magma full of the hottest peppers in existence and he'd eat it and say it was delicious.

ril considered giving vedyra to an orphanage immediately after her birth because he was really scared, and almost did, but changed his mind last second and kept her. he never told her this and intends to take this secret with him to the grave.

his gender is "weird saint incarnate corpse man thing"

he often forgets he's a demiprince until vedyra points it out to him. then he stands there, scratches his beard, shrugs, and forgets it again.

he did in fact marry dagoth ur. they consummated the marriage (which is where vedyra came from) and then IMMEDIATELY after started duking it out in a fight to the death. ril kept Life in the divorce

ril hates the daedra. he hates the aedra. he hates every divine being he can think of. this includes his motherfather azura, who he especially hates for creating him.

after the events of morrowind, he decided to "leave on an expedition to akavir", aka buy a farm in the middle of nowhere in morrowind and retire his public nerevarine persona entirely. he never shared his true name with anyone and never showed anyone his face during the events of morrowind, so common belief is that the nerevarine just disappeared after. but he didn't. he's just a mushroom farmer.

he has such bad resting bitch face. even in the happiest moments of his life, he just looks like 😑

he loves the ashlanders but struggles to accept their religious beliefs. he has such a complicated relationship with that. (much to his upset, after the events of morrowind, he never interacts with them as the nerevarine ever again.)

he has searched for his mother nedrala multiple times, but has never found her. he eventually felt he was too old to keep searching, concluded that she was likely dead anyway, and gave up. but he wonders about her and he misses her. he wishes he could hug her.

vedyra:

she keeps a small private shrine to voryn. she knows she will never hear from him, she knows his spirit is destroyed and gone, but it's the closest she'll ever get to getting to know him, so she does it anyway. she also has a small shrine for nedrala, rildras' mother, just in case.

rildras offered her the mask of dagoth ur as a memento, but she refused it, insisting that dagoth ur was not her father, voryn was. (he keeps it under his bed next to his indoril helm.)

she has a clear distinction in her head of "voryn" vs "ur". it would be an entire other post to explain how this works for her. it's complicated and intricate but the gist of it is the simple fact that she wishes she could have known him as the man he once was instead of the monster that he became.

she loves to learn. she always has. she is so deeply curious about everything. she drove rildras insane with "but why/how?" when she was a toddler. then she grew up and started to drive scholars insane with those questions instead of her father.

she loves flowers. she keeps a flower garden and loves to go sit in it whenever she gets the opportunity to.

she has a plethora of pet scribs and they are all named veloth. every single one of them. this started as a child with her first pet scrib, veloth the second, and then it just spiraled.

she loves silt striders. she is bound and determined to bring them back from practical extinction.

she referred to baby vedathyr (her son, the last dragonborn) as "my little dragon" from the moment she knew she was pregnant. she has never once elaborated on this and when asked, smiles and shrugs, saying "it must have been a mother's intuition."

she has adopted SO, so many people into the rebuilt house dagoth. if she finds someone down on their luck, in need of a home, and willing to learn? welcome to house dagoth, dyra is family now.

to elaborate on the rebuilt house dagoth, she is rebuilding the house dagoth with herself as its head. there have been so many attempts on her life because of this, but it's vedyra, so of course they failed.

she rescued a man named dralyn of house redoran after he was exiled from his house for publicly approving of vedyra's attempts to rebuild house dagoth. dralyn has been hopelessly in love with her ever since. she thinks it's cute but doesn't return his feelings. (he's fine with that. he is just happy to get to be around her.)

[thal-ent]

Since my partners are doing the same, my OCs and their relationship with fire moment (from any of the universes I write for)

The flames never left my charred body. I'm lucky to even be able to move as much as I do, to have the scars barely visible on my skin. Yet I fight with it, see it devour the corpses of creatures less resistant than I am.

The flames scare me, and I know it is exactly what she sees as I face a scared eight year old. The boy in my arms is probably nine, at the latest, and he's holding onto my burned body.

I hear her cackle, her satisfaction. And I know she fears fire more than I do.

I aim. I shoot.

When she screams, the fire illuminates the tears burning my cheeks.

It's coming down. All around me, it's falling to pieces, and it's by my own will.

My hand is unsuable, even if I wanted I could not avoid the painful death that awaits me in drowning. Yet, for now, it's fire that surrounds me.

It's a shame, none of them died from it. I planned that for one of the victims. It would be such despair, to burn because of what you love, wouldn't it ?

I sigh, as my robot catches onto the flammes. She shot me, when I took her hand. She did, not the man right next to her. Truly, I do not know how those two even managed it. Maybe I underestimated the Hope she brought to the empty shell.

My hand hurts, as the flammes lick my feet.

A flame is something dangerous. It is not conscious, it is not with any will or thoughs, it is your fault for getting burnt.

I secure my gloves and work outfit before getting the glass. It turns red like the fire underneath it, I make it spin and grab my tools.

Fire is a tool, something to be careful with just as much as any other thing in my workshop. I see though it, like the glass it allows me to bend and shape, but what I see is distorted and I can't believe it for sure.

It only rises, after all.

She makes me love fire.

Fire and Light, sisters in a way, bringers of many things. Yet she's my lover, and I adore how her skins glows with her powers, how her eyes shine when they look onto the light she produces.

She's fire incarnate, more than any goddess wearing that name. She's Freedom, she's beauty. She's dangerous and so, so warm under my hands when I touch her, when I hold her.

Her touch lights me up, teaches me a warmth no other ever gave me. I hope my light, as cold as it may be, teaches her and shows her my love and devotion to her.

I know mom hates fire. Like she hates butterflies or my parents in law. I know why she hates all those things, she told me when I got old enough.

I'm not sure I understand really why. She never gave details about the pain in her back, about the swirls of skin that dad loves to kiss when they think I can't see them. I dont say that. I know she wouldn't be able to explain to me enough.

Fire hurts, yes. But I dont understand why it's something to be feared.

A fire is light up, a single torch for four men. It's a simple patrol, we're not supposed to fight tonight. The creatures are always easier to deal with in summer, when they can't be sure if the sun is really gone for good.

Mihail directs us, waves the torch too close to the leaves for my taste so I take the wood from his hands with the one that can whistand heat. He looks at me with fear, like he forgot I can even do that. I'm still a better hunter than him, and the fire of hatred shines in his eyes for a second before he lets go.

I dont speak, just move forward and avoid the branches and trees too close. A wildfire would be the worst thing to happen, far worse than fighting, and even the teen that's barely my brother's age knows it. I hear him whisper to Mihail, wondering why he lets me disrespect him. The old bag of bones does not awnser, plants seeds of doubts in the youth's by doing so.

They told me Ion is the new instructor, with uncle's retirement. I hope for him he's ready to burn the thorns of fear and hatred to the ground, and to tell the idiots to keep their torches lower.

I stop and listen, and the kid almost bumps into me. I stop him from falling with my right hand, and my eyes must be scarier than any flames because he does not make a sound.

I see a boar pass us and resume my pace.

The crack of the fire next to me does not warm me, and I find myself missing my home, missing hair sharing that color. But for now, I have to stay cold, and walk through the ashes of this place.

[hellkerbecs]

tweaked design of my vanny fnaf-inspired oc Miss Millicent "Millie" (Last Name). i was mostly testing out some new clip studio brushes i downloaded.

details on MILLIE:

known internet troll

got a gig digitizing old vhs tapes of stage shows for a struggling local amusement park (park inspired by knoebels amusement resort with a dash of hershey chocolate world)

they let her stay in a guest home at the edge of the park that may or may not have belonged to the current owner's brother (who mysteriously disappeared a bit after the turn of the millennium)

i swear i've seen her wandering around at night? the park opens for the season in the few weeks what are you doing

ghost is some how speaking to her through her tech set up, opening old school chat windows on her laptop

toxic yuri with butch security guard

likes menhera/yamikawaii fashion

2000s nostalgia fiend (obsessed with the 2000s incarnations of the part mascots. the mascots in general were retired for a while for unknown reasons and just got brought back, but they seem to want to erase the 2000s era from history and it pisses her off)

[whosplayerthree]

So this post from seven years ago blew up all big right outta nowhere. It's funny cause mutuals are now reblogggning it like "eyyy i know this person. Hi person!" And hi to you to.

But in a way, a small little way, in a way I dont feel too strongly but still feel, its kinda sad that it resonates with others so much.  And that I’m still this way so many years later (outside of dnd).

So you know what you know what you know what you know what????? I'm gonna change this trend. I will be the change I wanna see in the world. Below the read more are a list of some ocs and 1-3 sentence summery for each of em. If you want to know more, send an ask.

Towk-Tawk Voidsealer: Human wizard who used to be a spider, and now is very excited about adventure.

???: Once a servant/member of the Secret Advisors of the Silhouetted Queen, now some sorta stitched together scarecrow person.

Unnamed supervillian scientist: She's got a suite and sunglasses and can light on fire and thinks she is cooler than she actually is.

Barbara The Bandit Queen: She is Big and Buff and is (unfortunatly) as cool as she thinks she is.

Rottam Hale: A lil middle aged lady kobold cartographer who accidentally gets possessed by an Ancient Evil Overlord named Empress Vile.

Mulberry "Mul" Myrcliff: Chill guy who wants to have a chill time and they certainly are not haunted by an Evil Sentiant Star.

Bri 'Caus: Buff captain of a Dnd Spaceship, loves tea, and was manipulated into a deal with a magical talking bloodthirsty sword.

Cryesavchik: Sentient dumpsterfire warlock who was once just ripoff dnd junkrat but has become so much more.

Plynn: A lil melodramatic alien that looks like a rabbit combined with a chuchu from wind waker, whomst inadvertantly saved their world from an alien invasion, but unfortunately that resulted in an unwanted perminant houseguest (said invading alien).

Jaques DeBonhare: Rabbit furry cleric of trickery who is known for telling bad jokes, and on a quest to eat one of every monster in the world.

Unnamed depressed alien: Lil guy who just wants to do their normal beurocratic space-wormhole management job, but gets put on "congrats on figuring out wormhole technology! welcome to the intergalactic neighborhood!" duty, and their day just gets worse from there.

Pluck Fireflame: The most anxious thief who talks like a valley girl you'll ever meet. In some incarnations is a ghost who is just as anxious if not more so.

Shape-shifting evil sorcerer empress: Like it says on the tin. Got sealed away in some pottery hundreds of years ago, was accidentally released in modern day, and is all like "holy shit indoor plumbing?????".

Reuben: A big ol all powerful big bad monster guy people would summon into a world when they wanted to take over it. Got tired of that and chose to retire. A pretty chill old man type now, who happens to be a large pig that's on fire.

[the-time-lord-oracle]

Five facts about Iris Pangbourne:

The inspiration for Iris came from talking with DarkSideofParis over what it would be like if instead of the snooty and unlikable Joan Redfern, the matron at Farringham school was someone who was the polar opposite of Redfern; i.e., treated Martha with kindness and respect, was willing to give the Doctor the benefit of the doubt and be willing to broaden their horizons and become a TARDIS companion. From these talks, Iris was born.

Iris' face claim is Kate Winslet as she appeared as Rose Dewitt Bukater in Titanic; 22-years-old and with red hair, though unlike Rose, Iris retains Kate's natural Berkshire accent. In fact, two of Iris' outfits were based on outfits Rose wore in Titanic; the blue velvet dress Iris wears to the village dance in Human Nature is based on Rose's "Flying" dress and the pink chiffon dress and coat she wears during her trip to Callufrax Minor in Early Travels is based on Rose's "Sinking" dress and coat.

At 22-years-old, Iris is rather young to hold the position of matron, however this is explained in Human Nature by her explaining to John that she first came to the school as an assistant to Joan Redfern and became matron after Redfern decided to retire after surviving the sinking of the Titanic. Presumably, Iris was initially temporary matron but the position was made permanent in due course due to her skills as a healer.

For all of her kind, compassionate, butter wouldn't melt demeanour, Iris does have a fiery side that rears itself when someone has annoyed her enough or has hurt her friends. For example, when we first see her in Human Nature, she gives Hutchinson a well-deserved clip round the ear after she catches him being racist to Martha and forces him to apologise to her. She also gave the Master a well-deserved punch to the face in Last of the Time Lords as punishment for all the pain and suffering he caused during The Year That Never Was.

Iris has met the most incarnations of the Doctor out of all my OCs. She's a companion of the 10th Doctor during her main story and in two of my one-shots and she also met the 5th Doctor during Time Crash, while in my AU adaptation of The Five Doctors, she's a companion of the 5th Doctor and meets the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Doctors during the course of that story, so in total she has met five different incarnations of the Doctor overall.

[deadcityhq]

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

**CHARACTER NAME:** meredith heather barnes

**CHARACTER FACECLAIM:** lili reinhart

**CHARACTER AGE/DOB (if relevant/they’re not old af):** 28 / october 13th 1995

**CHARACTER PRONOUNS/GENDER IDENTITY/SEXUALITY ETC:** bisexual biromantic, agender, she/her

**CHARACTER FANDOM (if relevant):** my own stuff

**OC OR CANON:** oc

**CHARACTER TYPE (for example: werewolf, shadowhunter, warlock, demon etc):** reaper, witch

**HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN IN NEW YORK/WHY ARE THEY THERE ETC:** meredith has lived in new york for two years now.

**IMPORTANT CHARACTER INFORMATION TO NOTE AND SHARE (this could be important headcanons for initial plotting, mini bios etc, supporting docs):**

there was always something different about her. her parents always assumed she had an overactive imagination, giving all the friends she was talking to. it took them time to realise that the friends she was talking to weren't the same ones over and over. rather, they were many different people, and when she started naming and describing them they were able to find them in the recent obituaries. they knew something was definitely wrong when she started talking about her father's grandmother in explicit detail, as though she knew the woman who died when her father was in his teens.

despite the fact that both sides of her family was full of magic, her powers exhibiting like this so young was a cause for concern. so they reached out to a friend, a medium, who confirmed that meredith had the same gift. even as a kid she found herself helping lost spirts to the other side. sometimes she would sit and talk to them or play with them. some of her *imaginary friends* from childhood still visit her from time to time, as a handful have stuck around to protect her from the other side.

she always knew when someone around her was going to die. she didn't know how to describe it, but she could feel it. she kept predicting the deaths of her classmates' family members and even knew when her grandmother was going to die. at around 10 she realised she couldn't just go around announcing when someone was going to die — it was a little freaky. instead she just made herself available to those people if she knew them, and made herself available to the classmates she knew were about to go through something horrible. they would need help with grieving after all.

death wasn't something she was ever scared of. it was a natural and normal part of life. this caused plenty of bullying in school, with kids calling her all sorts of names as time went on. that didn't stop the kids close to death from being her friends though. she was able to comfort them in a way no one else could. meredith knew the other side wasn't terrifying. it was just a thing that had to happen. talking about it like that helped people.

the older she got, however, the more she realised she wanted to save lives. everyone has to die, yes, but that doesn't mean so many people have to die so tragically young. it's why she quickly discovered she wanted to be a surgeon. what better way to save lives than fixing people from the inside? she began volunteering at care homes and hospitals for the experience, though working in retirement homes was hard for meredith. everyone she walked by was close to death, either in a matter of days or a couple years.

at 17, during a late night, meredith decided to go on an aimless walk. after half an hour she ended up at the house of a classmate. meredith didn't know emily ross very well, but they shared a clas together. she went to one of her birthday parties when they were both young. it didn't long for meredith to realise why she was drawn to emily's house. she knew the girl was about to die, and through her bedroom window she watched as a reaper explained death to her and took her to the other side. emily didn't fuss much, accepting her fate, but that night changed meredith forever.

a few weeks later she was approached by amara, the very incarnation of death itself. at first she was terrified, but she quickly realised just how comfortable she was around him. he offered her the role of being a reaper, someone that would ferry souls to the afterlife, and meredith immediately accepted. it's something she had been doing in a way for years, helping people cope with their futures.

as she learned more about magic and herself, meredith continued to help people into the afterlife. during one of those calls, however, the subject in question killed her in retaliation. for some reason, though, she wasn't scared. twenty minutes passed and meredith awoke to him panicking about what to do with her. she finished her job and then promptly went to amara to talk about what had happened, wondering if this was a part of her powers. it wasn't supposed to be. that's when they discovered she was descended from a witch cursed with resurrection, making her one of the very few lazarus witches in existence.

despite becoming a reaper, meredith continued on with becoming a surgeon. she uses her powers t

**THREE AESTHETICS THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR CHARACTER:**

OOC INFORMATION:

**MUN NAME/ALIAS:** smam

**MUN AGE:** 28

**MUN TRIGGERS:** audible thunder, in depth discussions of eternity/infinity

[himiko-yumehellno]

HI I SAW YOUR POST ABOUT YOUR OCS FOR SHUICHIS FAMILY AND I JUST WANTED TO HEAR WHAT YOU'VE GOT BECAUSE I HAVE A WHOLE LINEUP FOR HIM TOO AND I WANTED TO COMPARE OC NOTES

Oh boy, here we go! @songoftheforest32 if you want to add anything, go ahead! I'm just going to be giving an overview of these characters.

Aunts and Uncle:

Akifumi Saihara: Shuichi's uncle, based on the canon version. Former Ultimate Child Caregiver, currently a detective. He has braincell rights, but only for detective work. Takes care of Shuichi and a good amount of his siblings.

Mei Saihara: Shuichi's aunt, divorced from his uncle. Retired teacher. Not absolutely definitely going to happen but I'm thinking of making her a wheelchair user. Takes care of Shuichi's three older siblings.

Aunt Remi: not actually related to anyone, but she's an old family friend who might as well be related to them. Takes care of the Saihara quadruplets, aka the Quad Squad.

Shuichi and his triplets (aka the Wildcards):

Shuichi: no elaboration necessary.

Tantei: based off of Maki's beta design. Ultimate Corruption Investigator. I keep describing her personality as, "if you combined Maki and Kirumi and then gave that combination a hobby of skateboarding to Starbucks."

Konosuke: based off of Shuichi's beta design. Ultimate Stand-up Comedian. Imagine you took John Mulaney and then shoved him full of dad friend vibes with dad jokes to match.

Shuichi's older siblings (aka the Pixel Seas – they're triplets):

Tatsumi: created by @salty-but-bland. Ultimate Child Therapist. Really sweet guy who always carries lollipops around for kiddos.

Hunter: not an Ultimate. Studying overseas (possibly for tattoo design?). Laid-back, mostly. Trans guy who chose his name while overseas.

Nyoko: not an Ultimate. Probably likes fashion and is a model. Human incarnation of the song "I'd Rather Be Me."

Shuichi's younger siblings (aka the Bun-buns – they're twins and an honorary member):

Ochiyo: little sister who looks up to Shuichi a lot. Likes hair styling and all sorts of animals. Twins with Gaisu.

Gaisu: little brother who is absolutely obsessed with dogs. Devours fantasy books about animals like it's no one's business. Twins with Ochiyo.

Kaeru: adopted child of Taniko (one of Shuichi's cousins). Likes frogs and is a bean. Honorary Bun-bun.

This and That (twins who are some of Shuichi's cousins):

Taniko: a detective who works for a separate agency. Lives with her twin sister and adopted daughter, Kaeru.

Michiko: a house cleaner who lives with her twin sister and niece. Doesn't talk much.

The Quad Squad (quadruplets who are some of Shuichi's cousins):

Chouko: albino. Likes historical art and lolita fashion.

Hiroki: mountain cartographer who goes on lots of hikes and adventures.

Momoka: likes fashion like Nyoko, but is more interested in making it than wearing it.

Sachie: trans girl. Wants to be a sailor.

There's not a lot of detail for some of these cause we haven't really worked them out yet! Here's a family chart I made today (with help from this picrew):

Hopefully this satisfies your curiosity! But hey, you shouldn't really trust us to just leave it at this; we might make more family members later dndkdnkdjd

[thecncitygirls]

Joraverse 2: Electric Boogaloo

Since I'm bored & haven't posted any original content on this blog for a while, I decided to work on the Joraverse a bit more.

Mother Nature exists, and her current incarnation is a New Age hippie named Mama G.

Mama G, Bezel, & Professor Paradox represent different concepts: Mama G is Nature (obviously), Bezel is Magic, and Prof. Paradox is Time & Space.

Serena and Bellicus represent the Cosmos.

Eventually, Old Lady Kendrix will grow up to represent Death as the final stretch to her character arc. She's the youngest "concept."

Aggregor is alive but had lost much of his power and currently trying to build up his strength. He also has a grudge against Servantis, which explains (not excuse) his actions

Near the end of the Time War, Good!Kevin 11k fought the evil one from the original series canon.

Which causes straight up confusion for everyone else XD

CN City does exists as a nexus point for the different multiverses.

Kelly/Mesmeralda (my Scooby Doo OC) has filed a restraining order against Johnny Bravo

One summer Jora attended Ghoul School on a workshop focusing on dark magic. It's where Kelly works as a tutor, and where Enid attended for a short period to reunite with her friends.

The Planeteers went into early retirement due to real life getting in the way and becoming too much to balance with their duties This doesn't mean they've stopped caring about the environment! Currently Captain Planet is seeking out new Planeteers, with Wheeler and Linka's kid already bearing the ring of Wind. Kwame is the mentor and still bears Earth; Ma-Ti also is active as a mentor, though he is deeply concerned with protecting his home community from new threats.

Sonic is canon to the universe (based on the OK KO crossover). Jo and Lani often have double lunch dates

Graduates of Friedman's gets special Bezel Charms, which explains how Future!Gwendolyn has them

Marion (my other B10 oc) has a crush on Charmcaster, although Gwen warns them about the danger the latter poses.

Samurai Jack has a living descendant in Jill Ashi. The story goes that Jack married a noblewoman several years into his reign as emperor. Their union brought in a daughter, Ashi, who created a school thay still runs in the modern times.

CJ (my other other OC) and Gwen ganged up on CJ's brother Major Glory after one too many times

Niya prefers lab grown jewels due to its cheap availability and ethics

She's also a bit too much of a Teacher's Pet, which somewhat annoys Bezel. He wants her to succeed but sheesh, let the poor guy breathe

Kai's gaining Excalibur is more earned; she sacrifices a time artifact to save her grandfather's reservation from the Forever Knights. In turn Excalibur recognizes her as a hero. Much of her time afterwards is learning how to use it as it's somehow sentient

Camelot exists and still protected by King Arthur's descendants. They typically play a neutral role but round the Time War no longer hides in the shadows and decides to ally themselves with the heroes.

FusionFall kinda exists, though that wouldn't be until after Omniverse

Blossom and Dexter aren't a couple. They're friends with a lot in common but too focused on pursuing a relationship. It's hinted that Dexter may have a crush on Buttercup.

Myra Hopewell is my GenRex OC and serves as a Guardian for that universe.

Some EVOS have been permanently affected by nanites and retains their mutations amd abilities. Some went to work for Providence as a coalition to help EVOS reinstate in society.

Six and Doc Holliday started dating and tried to keep their relationship a secret but everyone figured it out for themselves :]

Loonatics Unleashed is set in the present and they are still related to the Looney Tunes but as distant cousins.

Zadavia still rules Freleng but relinquished her throne and went into hiding so she could stop her brother from activating his superweapon

Space Jam and Looney Tunes Back in Action are non canon; the Blue Monkey still exists

Hanna Barbera is canon

Brian Crown is the current Blue Falcon, having taken over his father Radley's place due to age. There are two Dynomutts: the original who is with Radley in Florida; and 2.0 the one from SCOOB. Brian is still a himbo but more competent than his movie counterpart

Deedee was the Falcon Fury's pilot and sidekick before leaving to join Captain Caveman and formed the Angels with two other people.

Mystery Inc became something of a legend with Hollywood making multiple movies of them. Their origin story is left vague so that people can come up with their own interpretations.

That's about it for the Joraverse for now at least! If I get the motivation I might go on to make part 3! 👌

[windwardstar]

  Tag Game: OC Tag Game!                                                        

Tagged by: @kidsarentallwrite

Since I’m working on Kirsch’s section, let’s do him.

1) What was the first element of your OC that you remember considering (name, appearance, backstory, etc.)?

The fact that he was retired and done with fighting for other people, that he was done fighting wars and watching the people around him die. That he was tired.

I think that’s probably the only thing that’s stayed the same since his original incarnation in the original incarnation of the story.

2) Did you design them with any other characters/OCs from their universe in mind?

Yeah, he’s always known Odelle. Her looking for him was always the catalyst for the story happening. That other people relied on him. (which I guess is more question number one than this...) Yeah, he kind of evolved around those core ideas. He’s tired but will do whatever he can to help his friends and those in need.

3) How did you choose their name?

I have no idea. It’s been so long since he was named. Pretty sure he’s always been Kir or Kirsch though.

4) In developing their backstory, what elements of the world that they live in played the most influential parts?

...hmmm, probably that the Warring Lands are near constantly at war and that he was pulled into the fighting as a kid/teen along with some of his friends (really siblings let’s be real, they were raised together and thought of each other as such) and that he was traumatized by war and the loss of his friends.

And that’s been the one thing that was the same since he was first created.

5,6,7)  Is there any significance behind their hair color/eye color/ height?

Nope.

Although he does like to tell people that the damage to his left eye (from a magic spell) allows him to see through magic (which he can do because magic just doesn’t affect him the way it does other people).

8) What (if anything) do you relate to within their character/story? 9) Are they based off of you, in some way?

Oh I relate to quite a bit of the shit I put him through, mostly because a lot of it is either shit I’ve gone through or is where the path of bad coping skills could lead. Like, yeah. So I guess you could say some parts of Kirsch were based off me and those are the things I find relatable bc well yeah.

10) Did you know what the OC’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?

Lol yeah, Kirsch has always been Aroace. Although at his creation I didn’t know the term for aroace. I had already been writing him for like... 3-4 years before I learned the words for aromantic and asexual.

11)  What have you found to be most difficult about creating art for your OC (any form of art: writing, drawing, edits, etc.)

drawing facial hair, also the scars because the detail like drawing in details is just always the hardest part

12) How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story, if at all?

I’m not sure I understand the question, but if you’re asking how much I know of what happens to him after the story of the book ends, for him not that much really.  I had an idea of what happened to them all after the first book so I wrote a second one.

Then after that it’s just like, he’s a spirit so he sticks around because he’s kind of stuck there. He’ll probably end up back at the green tent tavern at some point.

13) If you had to narrow it down to 2 things that you MUST keep in mind while working with your OC, what would those things be?

1. Kirsch acts like an old man and likes to make people think he is one, but he’s really just a kid (or young adult).

2. He has manners but never uses them

14) What is something about your OC that can make you laugh?

lmao the fact that he just doesn’t give a fuck 90% of the time

15) What is something about your OC that can make you cry?

I don’t think I’ve cried about anything regarding him. I don’t generally cry over or about my ocs. So yeah.

16)  Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story?

Uh. Well. I don’t regret including it but like... I do kind of like wince at some of the stuff I put him through. In SC I kind of just drop him right into the deepend and it’s kind of like “well, things escalated quickly.”

But as far as regrets? No. If I had I would have removed it.

17) What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC?

Uh...hmmm.... probably the realization of just how much he loves Taia as his mom and how much that also would have impacted him in the events prior to BtS.

18) What is your favourite fact about your OC?

That he loves his friends so deeply and that he’s so willing to help others and that at his core he is utterly caring and kind and good. And that while this love and selflessness is what makes him feel tired and like he has failed everyone, it’s also what kept everyone together. Like, I do say Den is sunshine incarnate, because he is, but there’s a reason I don’t say he’s the heart of the group, and that’s because Kirsch is. He’s the heart of the group, he’s the one that keeps everyone together, he’s the one who keeps everyone alive.

[tiggyarts]

I decided to re-work my old mage, because I didn’t want to delete a lvl 90 mage but her current incarnation she’s a retired OC, so here’s a brand new and renamed (thanks to @blastflight <3) mage gal. Elyonn McLain, is a 23 year old mage, who specializes in Arcane and is an understudy to her archmage mother. Eager to help like her paladin father, very headstrong like her mother, there is no flight response with her, only fight, and she will fight for her friends and family. She is very cheery, energetic girl, who seemingly runs on batteries, and sometimes spends too much time studying, she can be prone to panic, when situation is out of her hands, but she still tries to remain level headed and sort it out. Her parents are incredibly supportive of her and she gets long with both of them wonderfully. She magically dyes her hair, and she’s good friends with Sylvith and a cousin to Wynn, but that’s rant for another time XD

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[tiramisuouroboros]

so i have these zelda ocs who are the incarnations of link and ganondorf respectively, and they’re in love, and here is a recreation of the au in which Ganderra turns evil. Valley is the incarnation of link btw

Valley: my old friend, my love, we could have retired to a house by the sea where no one knows us and I would have kissed you in the sunshine and tenderly fed you fresh fruit every day for breakfast had shit not gotten real. Please reconsider your decision to kill us.

Ganderra: I still dream of that house by the sea and making love to you every night and bringing you your tea made just how you like it every morning, my love, my old friend. I’m gonna kill you now.

[fierylittleniece]

3,4,17

3: Has your OC gone through different incarnations during their stay on Tumblr? Were they reimagined or have they stayed the same all this time?

Roxanne has gone through three different incarnations. Original Roxy was a completely different sort of person by a different name. After an incident with a group of rpers, I found myself rewriting her backstory and making some edits to her personality. She didn’t become Roxy until 2014 which was when her personality developed into something completely different that I’ve grown to love. 2014 was also when I moved from my old blog to a the one you see on your dashboard today.

4: How do you get into your OC’s mindset to write for them? How do you find the muse for them?

Honestly, I draw inspiration for Roxy from all different sorts of mediums. Everything from certain songs to *cough* anime *cough as well as just time itself. I’ve always had a strong muse for Roxy. Roxy’s muse just kinda came up after I’d watched the first Avengers movie and I’d seen all the agents at SHIELD. I always thought fandom characterized Nick as this mean  foul mouther jerk and I wanted to create a character that could show the fandom that Nick Fury was actually a person that had a softer side. The inspiration for the athlete/gym owner that Roxy is now came while I was planning her retirement from SHIELD. Since Roxy used to train recruits, I thought it might be a good fit to have her still doing some sort of training in her new life. Therefore, gym owner and self defense trainer.

17: Do they have any guilty pleasures? They embarrassed about them? Do they flaunt them?

Roxanne likes wearing the costumes Darren makes her. She really does adore being the center of attention and being fawned over. She’d embarrassed by how happy she gets when surrounded by nerds and she’ll never admit that she actually likes anything about going to conventions. 

[ozymandiascezn]

schrei es in die winde ||2||

chapter two

fandom original

pairing original oc x original oc

warnings none that come to mind

-

The city of Old York was a grey one. You can read it in the books that years ago, skyscrapers filled the sky. There are old colored photos too, a stark contrast to the relapse into black and white photos. Now everything is closer to the ground — safe. That’s all anyone has cared about since they abandoned the old way of life, except no one was ever really safe. If they were, people wouldn’t be dying every day.

Andrej didn’t like this city as much as he liked his home town, which wasn’t any fault of his. He’d take the countryside over the city any day. But he had moved here for her, and now that she’s gone, there isn’t a single place left that he feels like he belongs to, so he stays.

Fingers snap in front of his eyes and he blinks, grumbling, “what?”

It’s the head honcho of his factory, Wilbur Norvil. He’s a spindly man, hands constantly wrung together as if he’s about to break some news to you that you might not want to hear. His suit doesn’t fit him, but he brings a familiar aura, as if he’s death incarnate but it’s his first day on the job. Everything about him is black save for his sickly pale skin. It was a wonder he lived any time the sun would come out.

“Sir? You zoned out again,” his voice is high, it reminds Andrej of a rat, “we’re here to discuss business, other business. The textile business is swell, but that is not why you asked for me, hm?”

“I want to expand. If it were up to me, I’d buy this whole city and wipe it of corruption, but I’m getting tired, Wilbur. I want to buy a bar, particularly a franchise. One that won’t mind the change of ownership.” Andrej casts his glance to the Hudson, he imagines the many bodies that are rumored to float in it. “Victoria is looking at some locations now, but you might know some places that aren’t on the list.”

He makes a noise between a whimper and a groan. “Of course, Sir, what exactly are you in the market for? Vintage bars, newer looking bars, high end bars? Or perhaps bars with secret rooms?”

“Secret rooms? Tell me more,” He pulls out a cigarette and lights it, hesitating for a moment before placing it between his lips. “How many have secret rooms?”

“Oh, just the Black Herring bars all over Old York, rumors is you gotta have the password to get in to the secret though.” Wilbur shrinks under his gaze. “It’s a worthy investment, Sir.”

He grunts, “it better be. I’ll have Vic look into it more when she has the time, for now I’ll take your word for it. I’ve had enough trouble to last me the rest of the month, so make sure your word is true.”

“Of course, Sir, has my word ever led you wrong?” Wilbur shrinks under Andrej’s knife-like gaze.

“No, but let’s not get too cocky about it. We all make mistakes, I don’t need this one having the potential of killing anyone. We’re not here to flirt with death.” He pulls out a cigarette, tucking it between his lips as he lights it. “Our job is simple, Wilbur. Let’s keep it that way, hm?”

Wilbur nods quickly, agreeing. “Of course, Sir. I’ll have the info you need on your desk by tomorrow morning!”

“If only half the people I work with were as timely as you, Wilbur,” he sighs, smoke flowing from his lips, “the world might flow a bit better that way.”

-

Andrej finds himself accompanied by a young girl, Jordie. She’s not much older than six, but her vocabulary is strong for a street rat. She is vehemently opposed to being called by her full name, Jordaan, but as spunky as she tends to be, she is small and so not worth the pain and suffering Old York has to spare.

She’s an orphan, one Andrej had every intention of adopting — legally, on paper, really adopting. He’s never been fond of kids, but she and Philip were a weak spot in his ruined heart. But then he lost her, the woman who held his heart, and suddenly nothing seemed to matter anymore.

She holds his hand, a chocolate cake pop in her hand. She got it from him, and the sweet tooth too, apparently.

“Andrej,” his name doesn’t come easy to her, more like An-rez, “how come your lady friend isn’t with you? I like her! She would’ve given me two cake pops!”

He smiles faintly. “Yes, she would’ve, but… unfortunately she won’t be coming with me for a while.”

She looks up at him as if someone had just kicked her puppy. “Why noooot? She was nice! I want to see her!”

Truth be told, he couldn’t answer that question. For months, he had battled with the idea of why. She was nice, wasn’t she? So, then, why her? Out of every ill-tempered, horrid being to exist in Old York, why had it been her? He is a monster, born from the worst clutches of society and still the fates chose her.

He has never understood why. Why it wasn’t him, why they decided to end his happiness right as it was beginning. For the first long while, he kept himself up at night asking ‘why’ over and over again, and now it’s like a prayer he says when he goes to sleep.

“I don’t know why,” he answers after a while, “I don’t know why anything happens anymore. But I’ll give you extra sweets next time, for now, just behave.”

Jordie doesn’t miss the empty look in his eyes — almost everyone in Old York had it, but she’d never seen it in him before. She says nothing and walks in silence alongside him, until a bird catches her attention and she rambles on about her favorite books.

When they return to the manor, Elizabeth and Victoria are nowhere to be seen, but Philip and Roscoe — a mutant who stops by any time he’s in town — had made cookies and so Jordie quickly disappears from Andrej’s side. Although he isn’t alone, he certainly feels it.

He retires to a quieter area of the home — the parlor, which was hardly ever used now that everyone would rally themselves in the living room, more inward of the manor. Andrej preferred the parlor for it’s view of the street, where he could see who comes and goes. It was arguably not the safest point in the house, but it was quiet and when it got cold, the air was crisp against his skin and the frost crystallizes against the windows.

He picks up a book, a collection of Edgar Allan Poe’s finest. It was a grim read, but the grey skies of Old York made him feel grim. Besides, the laughter of Jordie and Philip ring out through the halls, lightning all the darkness the home shelters.

Victoria makes her presence known when she enters the room. “You preach about us being safe and then you sit in a room where a sniper could get you.”

“My rules don’t apply to me, Vic. It’s there for you and the kiddos.” He hums, eyes gliding over the page even though he’s no longer actually reading. “Mainly the kids. I don’t want Jordie or Philip getting hurt.”

“You really like Jordie, huh? She’s smart for her age, it’s unsettling almost,” she shivers, smiling lightly, “you should adopt her, you know. She clearly doesn’t like the orphanage and she’s much more at peace and safe here with us.”

He pauses, staring at the page as if it would hold the answers he needs. “I was going to, before… before the accident, if you will. Now? I’m not so sure. I don’t have the time, more mutants here will bring more risk.”

“Yes, but you’d be adopting her as your daughter. Not some mutant you’re taking in from the streets. No one’s asking you to be her savior, what she needs is a parent who can give her love.” She muses, arms crossed over her chest. “You’re capable of that.”

Andrej closes the book and tosses it aside. “A human can be capable of so many things. Just because I am capable of something, it doesn’t mean I can or will actually do it. I am capable of so much, but as of late, none of it seems to matter.”

“You can’t grieve forever, Andy. It’s been months. People need you, people like Jordie.” She sighs. “You don’t have to adopt her now, you know, but it’s always a thought. I think she’d make you feel a whole lot better.”

“Sometimes, I do think about it… adopting her, I mean,” he sighs, as if admitting this had taken the weight off his shoulders, “taking her to the park, reading to her before she goes to bed — that sort of thing. Jordie likes that toy shop on 25th street, so I imagined taking her there and letting her get whatever she wanted.”

“Then, what’s stopping you?” She raises an eyebrow. “Why not give yourself this good thing?”

“Our lives are dedicated to protecting people like her, people like me, from falling into the hands of people like Nico Ward. They’d kill her if they had the chance, and they’d do it to get to me.” He grunts, standing up as if the conversation was too difficult to be done sitting. “Having her so close to me doesn’t feel safe.”

“We have a job tomorrow. Why don’t you come along? It’ll give you some time to think, and get your mind off of everything else.” Victoria watches as he passes by her, into the hall. “It’s going to be fun and easy. The target is an heirloom necklace some… rich guy wants back. He’ll pay good money for it, too.”

He pauses, hands tucked into his pockets. “Alright, I’ll go — if my skin cooperates, that is, if not, I take it you and Roscoe will grab a few others and go.”

“Ah, skin, a fickle mistress, is it not?” She slings an arm around his shoulders, standing on her tippy toes (even in heels) in order to tousle his hair. “Your hair is nice messed up like that. I should do it more.”

He snorts, chuckling. “I probably look like I haven’t slept in a month, huh? A fashionable homeless man.”

“You’d keel over and perish if you were ever a homeless man, Andrej.” She nudges him playfully. “It’s nice to hear some form of happiness coming from you again.”

He rolls his eyes at her words, electing to ignore them.

[rifter-pride]

For the ask meme: 7, 17, 19, 22!

7. Prettiest color? Ugliest color?

I guess I gotta stay True To My Roots and say GOLDENROD is the prettiest. It's a versatile colour, it can be beautiful and shiny or gross and repulsive.

I don't really think any colour is ugly, but I find cream poison viscerally upsetting (idk).

17. Flight you would switch to for eyes?

FIRE

Or Earth.

I think both of those are really fantastic, especially with the eye colour expansion.

(Doing these a little out of order because. Well.)

22. Your coli team?

My go-to is Party Rot, aka the perfectly well-adjusted love triangle of Ganix, Timestrike, and Andrea. I have some others but I basically never use them for anything because Party Rot just works so well.

19. Do you have any OCs as dragons? Who? Why?

fam u know it

please stand by for word salad

Harling, in her original context Joanna Harling, notorious space pirate queen and general asshole. Her flagship is the Cachinnate. Some of its crew include:

Eder, aka Eder Aul, a formerly great medic whose skills suffer somewhat from various traumas. She generally just oversees general medbay operations.

Kuti, aka Kutitilka "Kuti" kem Adburabaj, senior engineer and the best ship-chip cracker to ever live (*probably). She's a disaster gay but she's trying her best (*probably).

Clay, aka Helena "Clay" Clayton, the other senior engineer specialising in blueprint mods and weapons tech. She makes giant metal artwork in her spare time. She is very big and turns into a hyena monster when angry or just for the hell of it.

Ben, aka Benjamin Lucas, a certified mess who has been adopted as a "little" brother by Kuti. "Little" because he's like 7 foot 100 and looks like a hyena monster ... thing. (He's a shifter same as Clay only his shift key doesn't work, leaving him in an awkward, permanent between state).

Marouc (aka Tye Marouc) is not a part of Harling's crew but exists in the same headworld. He's a captain in the Space Navy running one of the most valuable ships in the fleet, which is why Joanna is out there makin his life hell. He’s a disaster bi and no one believes he’s trying his best.

Then there's a bunch of folks not related to Harling's crew at all, such as:

Vicissia, a personification of chaos which strayed from the void and incarnated as Basically David Bowie But A Demon I Guess. He/she/they/it (any/all pronouns work fine, they are beyond the concept of gender) runs essentially the Las Vegas Quarter of one of my space cities.

Talia, found in the same city as Vicissia but not in the same neighbourhood. She runs pharmaceutical smuggling rings, owns some real estate, generally looks out for the community and helps kids find their lost kittens and such. Will 100% kneecap anyone who bothers her or her people tho. Talia's chief minion is Rust, a hulking mess who lives in one of Talia's apartment buildings and somehow doesn't drag the property value down.

(Grey also lives in one of Talia's apartments, though he moved in by chance and found out about all the crime stuff later. He's a caseworker for the immigration agency and only sometimes does crime on the side, if you ask nice.)

Burnet, aka Richard Burnet, a walking disaster zone whose existence answers the question, What if The Darkness was an old man with no sense of humour? He'd be a nightmare hitman with a truly dazzling cardigan collection, probably. (For some reason I thought it'd be funny if he was the Rifters' tax man. I was correct.)

Idk if Andrea really counts, she's just the horrible hero everyone in New Vegas gets stuck with. She's a plucky cannibalistic murder hillbilly with very loose morals who's mostly in it for herself but may occasionally do someone else a solid if it seems funny or would piss somebody she doesn't like off. (I like to imagine her retirement years spent in Goodneighbour, selling hand-printed sex ed books for people looking to figure out how to bang a deathclaw or whatever. She would refer to Hancock as "a verruh handsome mayn, verruh nice" and make all of the Sole Survivor's companions profoundly uncomfortable.)

The "why" is generally "because I thought it would be funny," but I also get a kick out of just designing dragons for my characters and figuring out what kinds of things they could get up to in the context of Weird West, With Dragons.

[kyurilin]

The problem with finding a baseline to recreate my core collection of Cars OCs as just original characters unconnected to fandom is that specifically Thunder went through so many separate incarnations that his baseline has to pick the best of these.

I have an idea but I want to find as much old fic as I can since he’s an 11 year old character and has had multiple personalities and storylines over the years and I want to incorporate what seems to be most consistent throughout my writing.

It’s honestly hard to remember at this point which storyline I was most consistent with beyond the character I always paired him with, plus the characters I had make up his family is inconsistent as well. Especially considering that he was the brother of a canon Cars character and I’d still like to work that brother in, but a lot of my earlier attempts to take Thunder out of the Cars world removed that canon Cars character and used another character who had been retired.