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By McCookieJar
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✎---Hello everyone!
I am questing art work for my amazing avatar, and my lovely OCs that are characters in my story "Broken Butterflies," along with some that aren't.
If you want to read up on the story, just look in my journal to read it.
Anyways, here is the information that you might want to know:
I am questing art work for my amazing avatar, and my lovely OCs that are characters in my story "Broken Butterflies," along with some that aren't.
If you want to read up on the story, just look in my journal to read it.
Anyways, here is the information that you might want to know:
()Name: Victoria Jane Thompson
Age: fourteen
Height: average height, little bit taller than 5'4 feet
Weight: 120 lbs.
Skin color: ivory/pale tan.
Hair color: dark brown, with subtile highlights, with a color that looks like chocolate.
Hair style: messy bangs that fall down to her eyebrow. Long, brown, wavy/curly hair that goes down to her mid back to low back.
Style: tomboyish. Like to where high tops, jeans, t-shirts, military style caps, and large, but comfy hoodieS or sweatshirts. Enjoys oversized sweatshirt when she sleeps.
Personality: determined, but is lazy when she doesn't get enough sleep. She is friendly, caring, can crack a joke when she isn't even trying. She thinks getting bruises and cuts show your character compared to normal girls who think of them as gross. She's like one of the boys. She can and will become overprotective in situations, especially if it involves someone she cares about.
Background: Victoria Jane Thompson lived in a very cookie-cutter neighborhood. Everyone acted the same, did the same things, and ignored anyone else who wasn't like them.
Victoria was one of the outsiders that lived in her community. She had an older brother that was really smart, was captain of the football team, and many other things you would think a perfect brother would be. Her father was an accountant at a business firm and her mother worked as a secretary at a newspaper.
Victoria, on the other hand, was not like them very much. She liked hanging out with guys. Not like crush kind, but as a friend to them. She was really good in sports, like getting down and dirty, and hated to wear dresses and skirts. She wasn't one of average girls, of which loved playing with dolls and acting like princesses.
Almost all the girls in the whole neighborhood shunned her, along with all the moms. They all thought why her parents wouldn't do anything about her. They all thought that it was completely irresponsible of them to not fix this. So they took it into their own hands.
Whenever there was a birthday in her neighborhood, she was never invited, along with being invited to go places. The same thing happened when she invited them all to do things with, but none of them would go.
She always thought that she had done something wrong, and started to feel lonely. Her brother saw her one day crying, and thought of what was wrong. Her brother asked, and she talked about what was wrong, and he always gave her a small peck on her cheek. He would always say be yourself, and you'll find your little group you fit in.
After that talk, things got better, but vanished in a flash.
It was all over the news, talking about the accident. A drunk driver going through a stop sign, killing her whole family, except herself, barely making it. She was now all alone, her family, her brother, gone. She had no where to turn after she got kicked from the hospital. No living relatives anywhere, and no one she knew would take her in.
She was in the fifth grade at the age 9, when she was taken to the "Orphanage" the place where kids got sold. She was sold a lot of times, but then she always seemed to come back. Now a fourteen year old, she hopes to get everyone that is trapped in the orphanage back to their own families.
Interesting fact: the reason she has purple eyes is because her mother is an albino with red eyes and curly, white hair, and her father was a normal man with blue eyes and dark, brown hair.
Age: fourteen
Height: average height, little bit taller than 5'4 feet
Weight: 120 lbs.
Skin color: ivory/pale tan.
Hair color: dark brown, with subtile highlights, with a color that looks like chocolate.
Hair style: messy bangs that fall down to her eyebrow. Long, brown, wavy/curly hair that goes down to her mid back to low back.
Style: tomboyish. Like to where high tops, jeans, t-shirts, military style caps, and large, but comfy hoodieS or sweatshirts. Enjoys oversized sweatshirt when she sleeps.
Personality: determined, but is lazy when she doesn't get enough sleep. She is friendly, caring, can crack a joke when she isn't even trying. She thinks getting bruises and cuts show your character compared to normal girls who think of them as gross. She's like one of the boys. She can and will become overprotective in situations, especially if it involves someone she cares about.
Background: Victoria Jane Thompson lived in a very cookie-cutter neighborhood. Everyone acted the same, did the same things, and ignored anyone else who wasn't like them.
Victoria was one of the outsiders that lived in her community. She had an older brother that was really smart, was captain of the football team, and many other things you would think a perfect brother would be. Her father was an accountant at a business firm and her mother worked as a secretary at a newspaper.
Victoria, on the other hand, was not like them very much. She liked hanging out with guys. Not like crush kind, but as a friend to them. She was really good in sports, like getting down and dirty, and hated to wear dresses and skirts. She wasn't one of average girls, of which loved playing with dolls and acting like princesses.
Almost all the girls in the whole neighborhood shunned her, along with all the moms. They all thought why her parents wouldn't do anything about her. They all thought that it was completely irresponsible of them to not fix this. So they took it into their own hands.
Whenever there was a birthday in her neighborhood, she was never invited, along with being invited to go places. The same thing happened when she invited them all to do things with, but none of them would go.
She always thought that she had done something wrong, and started to feel lonely. Her brother saw her one day crying, and thought of what was wrong. Her brother asked, and she talked about what was wrong, and he always gave her a small peck on her cheek. He would always say be yourself, and you'll find your little group you fit in.
After that talk, things got better, but vanished in a flash.
It was all over the news, talking about the accident. A drunk driver going through a stop sign, killing her whole family, except herself, barely making it. She was now all alone, her family, her brother, gone. She had no where to turn after she got kicked from the hospital. No living relatives anywhere, and no one she knew would take her in.
She was in the fifth grade at the age 9, when she was taken to the "Orphanage" the place where kids got sold. She was sold a lot of times, but then she always seemed to come back. Now a fourteen year old, she hopes to get everyone that is trapped in the orphanage back to their own families.
Interesting fact: the reason she has purple eyes is because her mother is an albino with red eyes and curly, white hair, and her father was a normal man with blue eyes and dark, brown hair.
()Name: James Edward Fitzgerald.
Age: sixteen.
Height: average height, between the heights of 5'6-5'7.
Weight: 150 lbs.
Skin color: light tan.
Hair color: really dark brown hair, almost black looking.
Hair style: short cut, but top is longer, but not much. Messy looking, but seems to be straight in some ways. Slightly has a wave, but a way to think of it is like Justin Bieber's new haircut.
Style: a bit of a hipster/preppy/skateboarder style. Like to wear converse, straight legged jeans, beanies, graphic tees, and comfy sweatshirts. Has a pair of glasses that he has that might be mistaken as emo looking.
Personality: an all around good friend. He is smart, friendly, quiet, a bit odd, and unique. He likes the feel of wind through his hair when he rides a skateboard or a bike. Can remember the weirdest of things, and the things he doesn't want to remember.
Background: James Edward Fitzerald lived far away from where this building stands. He lived away on the coast where the sun rises and set a brilliant shade. Everything was free and open, and everyone was free to speak their mind. It was the land of opportunities.
He had parents that everyone considered awesome. His mother did costumes for theatre productions, and once in a while for movies. Then there was his dad who was a complete freelance artist, who went lots of places to spread the word through art. But you would never forget the faces of his younger siblings. There were the twins, which were one boy and one girl, they had the same haircut and wore a lot of the same clothes. It sometimes scared people and confused them at the same time. Then there was the one that was in between them all. He was the sweetest kid you would ever knew, and he was so nice and innocent.
But one day, he was gone.
There house sat in a suburban area, streets going in lots of places. One day, his brother walked across the street to grab a ball that the twins had kicked. He had gone inside to get all of them drinks, when a sudden screech, bam, and thump was heard. He left everything, and quickly ran out side to see what had occurred. When he got there, he was to late. It was a hit and run, and his brother laid still, blood running down his face on the other side of the road. His parents soon came out, and saw the same thing, and all began weeping. James held his brother in his arms as the ambulance came, and took him away. By the time they had gotten to the hospital, he had past away. James blamed himself for what had happened, even though everyone kept telling him it wasn't.
When he was twelve, he was abducted from his own home, and began to be sold all over the place. An investigation was called to find him, but traces were scarce, and they didn't prove anything. The case went cold, and the story continues to where he is now.
If you want more information on other OCs or the characters from my little chapters, just tell me! I would be glad to put more up, along with more characters up.
I will also do art trades if you would like to do so.
I will also do art trades if you would like to do so.
ANNOUNCEMENT!
I have a quest for Christmas for my OCs. It is to draw them in Christmas themed attire.
Here are some examples:
From left to right: Thy Almond, Corrupt Mistake, Xx_Hot_Werekitten_xX
Also, I have some new OCs on the way. I have what their names are along with what they look like. I am working on their biographies and what-nots.
This little one on the left is Claire Marionette, and this is Felix Griffin.
I have a quest for Christmas for my OCs. It is to draw them in Christmas themed attire.
Here are some examples:
From left to right: Thy Almond, Corrupt Mistake, Xx_Hot_Werekitten_xX
Also, I have some new OCs on the way. I have what their names are along with what they look like. I am working on their biographies and what-nots.
This little one on the left is Claire Marionette, and this is Felix Griffin.
Name: Claire Marionette
Age: unsure, but younger than Felix, probably by a year or two.
Height: 5'6 feet
Weight: normal weight for her height.
Skin color: ivory
Hair color: A gray, with a slightly shiny tone
Hairstyle: pulled back slightly loose, into side pony between the back and side of her head. Curly. Tends to put her hair down on certain days, in which is part from the left going towards the right.
Style: tends to wear things a doll would wear. Elegant, Victorian-like clothes.
Background: She doesn't remember past. Not like she doesn't want to, but she can't. After someone found her on the side of a backroad, the only thing she could remember was her first name. Claire.
After that, she rushed to the hospital, but lost both of her arm. Her right eye is very special. No one knows if it's because she is blind in that one eye, or it had so much damage to it, it would make it look like something from a horror story. And that's the purpose of her eye patch, to keep it hidden.
That was about 2 years ago, before she was "adopted" into the circus. They were all friendly to her, but she wasn't sure.
Because she doesnt remember anything, she lost all the things most people would know, like how to dress themselves, and talk. For her, nothing happened. Since they had taken into her care, they have helped her to remember how to do things, and gave her the last name marionette.
But one person stood out and helped her a lot. Felix was one of the more different of the circus members, though all of them were different. He helped out with maintenance and all the heavy duty work. He always wore clothing that covered most of his body, but it never could cover the scars. He has one covering his right eye, one down his cheek, and on his arms. (click tektek for where more are)
He was always a bit of a loner, and tended to be a smart a** and sarcastic. But after awhile, she began to learn that he was very smart, very athletic, and just wanted a friend. Since then, he has become like an older brother to Claire as she becomes to grow up and hopefully remember.
Name: Felix Griffin
Age: 22
Height: 5'11 ft.
Weight: 160 lbs.
Skin color: pale tan.
Hair color: Black with red streaks.
hair style: Combed forward, and slightly to the right side of his face.
Style: wears casual clothing, with some punk and gothic themes. Always wears something to cover his arms below the elbow.
Background: doesn't like talking about his past.
(read Claire's background)
Ever since Felix met Claire, has become overprotective of her, and has become a brother figure to her. What no one else knows is that he loves her.
