This OC I came up with a while ago. She's in a story, but she's also kind of an all-purpose character.
Character Bio layout:
Name: Ferala "Fera" Ivyleaf
Age: Looks eighteen, is 187 years old
Gender: Female
Hair: Long, dark, and shaggy
Eyes: Green
Build: Kind of scrawny, on the tall side, small chest
Species: Werewolf
Weapons: Wolf form, claws, teeth, and fists
Strengths: Intelligent, bold, studious
Weaknesses: Short temper, antisocial, bossy
Distinguishing features: Big scar on her right forearm
Allies: Her best friend Lilla and her family
Enemies: Anyone who tries to hurt her friends and family
Clothes: Bodyguard uniform: Dark red jacket, black gloves, gray pants and brown boots.
Personality description: Quiet and serious, doesn't smile too much, has a tendency to fly off the handle when provoked. Tends to keep to herself, but when she's around her family, she's more outgoing.
Brief history: Born and raised in the outskirts of the town. Her grandfather and brother taught her everything she knows about fighting. Her first encounter with Lilla escalated into a full-scale fight (vampire vs. werewolf) that was broken up by Lilla's grandmother. Somewhere along the line, they became friends. Fera's now Lilla's bodyguard, along with her brother.
I stood up proud. "You ready?" I asked. "You bet!" replied Miranda in her usual empty headed yet confident voice. I pulled out the oven tray and began to spray it with oil. "What are you doing?" Asked Miranda. "I'm spraying the tray with oil so the cookies won't stick. What does it look like?"
"You don’t need to spray it, you use baking paper? Baka!" And with that she hit me over the head with the paper roll. She ripped off a piece and placed it down on the tray.
"Now!" I began, "We need to mix in all the dry ingredients!" I pulled out the flour and began to tip it in a large bowl. "No!" shouted Miranda, "What the hell are you doing? Sieve the flour. SIEVE!" Feeling disgruntled, I did as she said. Maths I can ace, English I can ace, science I can ace, even Japanese I can ace, but cooking. No, just no. Miranda Finished mixing the dry ingredients and began to pour some nuts into the bowl. "Wait, nuts? I hate nuts." Miranda couldn't believe what I was saying. "What?" She gasped, "Nuts are the most fantastical food on Earth! You can't hate them. It's impossible."
"Uh, I think you'll find it's very possible."
"Nuh uh!"
"Yuh uh!"
"NUH UH!"
"YUH UH!"
And with I threw a hand full of flour at her face. She took her time to process what just happened, but once it clicked she did the same back to me. I looked around me at what ingredients we had lying around. I saw the nuts and I dropped them loose down her pants. She started dancing around the kitchen. I couldn't help but laugh. In fact, I laughed so hard that my skirt fell off! Neither of us was expecting that to happen, in fact, the moment it did we dropped to the floor in hysteria. By now the dog had discovered that there was food lying about unattended. Our cookie batch was ruined and the kitchen was a mess, but it didn't matter. Miranda had nuts in her pants.
Name: Mise
Age: Looks like a woman in her early 20's but is actually 199 years old.
Gender: Female
Hair: Very long, dark red and curly.
Eyes: Very dark brown.
Build: Slim, quite tall, nice figure but not overly curved.
Species: Elf
Weapons: Brain powerrrr (lol that means she is smart but also that she can use certain kinds of magic:P)
Strengths: Loving, caring, selfless and very intelligent.
Weaknesses: Shy and selfless (yes that's also a weakness!)
Distinguishing features: her hair and unique appearance. (will try to post a drawing sometime soon!)
Allies: all her elvish friends
Enemies: Anyone who tries to take something valuable away from her or her friends/allies, or attacks them.
Clothes: Long dress and practical yet elegant shoes
Brief history: Mise is quite the lucky kind - nothing really bad has happened to her in her life, which surprises her - but has seen much sorrow and suffering around her, which affects her deeply; more deeply than even she knows, and she's always frightened that something might yet happen to her. She feels sad and lonely a lot, even though she has very sweet friends and she's never actually alone. Also, she spends a lot of her time wondering about destiny.
“Damnit! You burnt the toast!” I yelled at Kio.
He glared at me. “Shut up Sayu! It’s not burnt! It’s.. It’s… Uh…” he stared at the toast, trying to think of an excuse. “The aliens fried it!”
“FAIL!” I laughed at him, making him blush slightly. He hated when I said that.
“Like you can do better!” he handed me an un-toasted piece of white bread.
I stared at him. “Seriously? It’s just toast. How hard can it really be?” I took the bread out of his hand, and popped it into the toaster. I waited for a minute, and when the toast popped out, it was a beautiful shade of burnt. Kio just laughed at me. I glared at the toast for a second. “Eat it!” I tried to shove the toast into his mouth.
“Urgh, get it away from me!” he jumped back, and grabbed his own piece of burnt toast. “How about you eat this!” he grabbed me in a headlock and placed the toast in front of me.
“No way! I’ll die!” I pushed the toast away. We both stared at the piece of toast, and then glared at each other. Before either of us could say anything, we both grabbed a piece of toast and shoved it into the toaster. A few seconds later, they both came out burnt.
I threw my piece of toast at Kio, “it’s all your fault!”
“My fault?” he growled. “How is it my fault?” he asked me, throwing the toast back. We both stood still for a moment, and then got into an all out toast throwing war.
By the time we had both calmed down enough, we realised the kitchen was littered in toast and crusts. I blinked and looked around. I looked up at Kio, who was still surveying the mess. “You’re on clean up duty!” I grinned and bolted out of the kitchen before he could drag me back.
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Hehe, so I couldn’t come up with much about fighting over toast. I hope this is ok ^^
Kio and Sayu fight like cats and dogs. Probably because Kio’s a doggy person (he has doggy ears) and Sayu’s a neko
Just keep in mind that I'm making this up as I go!
Name: Kirsten
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Hair: Strawberry blonde
Eyes: Greeny-blue
Build: Uh...normal?
Species: Human
Weapons: None
Strengths: Intelligent
Weaknesses: Clumsy
Distinguishing features: Psychic powers! (Is that a feature?)
Allies: Her best friend Miranda
Enemies: Justice!! (I'm just making up these names as I go!)
Clothes: School uniform, lolita wear (just because I love to draw it) underpants underneath. The usual.
Physical description: About yea high, a bust size around yea big, pretty eyes, right sized hands, feet (two of them) a mouth for eating, nostrils etc. (Am I getting into too much detail?)
Personality description: Smart, shy, polite, trust-worthy.
Brief history: She goes to Moto High School (made up that name just now too.) She has a crush on Jason, the school cutie! (Wah, this is getting so cheesey!) SHe developes telekinsis after a bump on the head.
Well, what do ya' think?
