Okimi Sha
Inhabitant of Munsia

CHARACTER PERMISSIONS
Anything goes! Of course, nothing that goes against Scratch TOS. I'd say I'm also not a huge fan of gender-swap type of things, but if you really want to it's fine. Definitely don't change any of my character's orientation, ethnicity, etc.

I don't really care otherwise—fluff, angst, alternate universe shenanigans, I'm all for it I'm also okay if you want to write something from when my oc was younger based on their lore!

For this particular OC, I’d prefer if you didn’t write anything with her aged-up since she’s permanently seven—which you’ll see why in her lore. I’d also prefer no romance with her because, well, she’s seven.

Any questions, ask me!

Basic Information
Name: Okimi Sha
Species: Zombie
Pronouns: She/her
Gender: Cis Female
Age: 7
(Technically has been around for hundreds of years, but she still retains the physical appearance of a child and is still childish and playful)

Backstory:
Having been born into a family worshipping Kunism, Okimi was expected to follow in her parents footsteps. However, she was highly rebellious as a child and often snuck out from the temple.

Her parents weren’t pleased with her, and often punished her misdemeanors. This caused Okimi’s contempt for the deity she supposedly worshipped to grow.

One day, Okimi fell very ill. Doctors were unable to cure her, and she was certain she would meet her end. She found that she wasn’t scared of death, and accepted her fate with open arms.

However, her parents didn’t think they same. They prayed constantly, everyday, for their god to cure their daughter. Okimi didn’t enjoy hearing the prayers coming from her parents’ lips.

One day, her mother claimed to have wonderful news. Apparently, she communicated with their god in her dreams. After pleading with their god, their god agreed to cure Okimi.

Miraculously, Okimi was healed of her fever. Doctors were astounded by her recovery. Okimi suddenly felt a devotion she hadn’t felt before, and put her all into worshipping their god.

But as years went on, Okimi didn’t grow at all. Her skin became paler, and her body suddenly became frail. Her mother wept and wept, but she didn’t understand why.

Her mother explained to her—that god wasn’t happy with Okimi. In her dream, she had to make a deal. Their god would lead Okimi to recovery, but as a punishment she would be turned into a zombie and cursed with immortality. Suddenly, her contempt came boiling over once again.

She ran away from home that day, crying as she learned she’d be forced to live forever. She travelled to a city, where she pleaded for an exorcist to heal her—but cities chased her away, fearful of her appearance.

Okimi realized her eyes and hair were losing color as well, her eyes turning a bright yellow and her hair shifting away from black. In a final act of rebellion against god, she dyed her hair red, which was forbidden in their religion.

A sense of freedom came over her, and she began to dress colorfully as another act of rebellion rather than the garments she wore for worship.

She spent her days wandering the world, losing track of time. She met many people and formed connections. One day, she returned to the temple she used to live in. Curiosity allured her, and she knocked on the door. But a face she didn’t recognize opened the door. Incense burned, and Okimi realized her parents had died. It was then that she realized more time passed than she thought.

She wandered the world again, returning to every destination she had gone to before—but all the people she encountered were gone. She realized she’d never be able to form a meaningful connection with anyone. She cried. She had previously been willing to face death with open arms, but now was unable to meet death.

Now valuing material objects that will never leave her, she spends her days trying to find anything of interest in the world she can keep, forever and ever.

Appearance
Eye Color: Yellow
Hair: Short, red
Body: Thin and frail.



Personality
Positive traits: Determined, never backs down from anything, well-tempered, free-spirited
Negative traits: Morose, rebellious, stubborn, ill-mannered, close-minded
Other traits: Curious, sentimental, playful, childish.
Goals: To find a way to die, or to collect meaningful objects that will never leave her
Greatest fear(s): Not being able to live life on her own terms
Phobias: Fire
Social skills: Having grown up in a temple all of her life, she has difficulty talking with people. She also generally doesn’t try to make connections as she knows she’ll lose them eventually.

Interests
Talents: Storytelling, navigation
Hobbies: Reading, journaling, collecting, playing children’s games

History
Birthday: January 1
Family:
Parents - Feels a severe disconnect from her family after many years. She also holds a contempt for them similar to the contempt she feels for her god due to their endless worship, and her mother being the one to drag her intro immortality. However, the first thing she collected was a discarded piece of incense she found near the temple. She still has it to this day.

Friends:

Yuri - The ghost of an exorcist she met alongside Kumo whilst searching for things to collect in the Everseek Forest. Upon learning about Okimi’s condition, Yuri agreed to help her find a way to reverse it due to his knowledge in curses from his time as an exorcist. The two of them don’t have a close relationship, but they respect each other mutually. Okimi asked for an object from him to have as a keepsake, and Yuri gave her an empty vial he had with him when he died.

Kumo - A girl Okimi met alongside Yuri. Having both been placed under curses by the same god, Okimi finds herself building a rapport with Kumo from their shared experiences. Okimi was overjoyed when she realized there was someone like her when she first met Kumo, which was why she decided to stay connected to Kumo. She asked Kumo for an object to have as a keepsake, and Kumo gave her a worn map.

Others:
Education: Never had a formal education and generally isn’t very knowledgeable
Finances: POOR

Extra:
- Due to being unable to die, but also encountering death an infinite amount of times as a result—her personality has grown to become suddenly morose, and she has become fascinated at the idea of death.

- She actually has terrible memory despite her immortality.

- She still is a child at heart, despite being around for hundreds of years, and still gets excited at things that children enjoy, such as sweets.

- Collects things from people to immortalize them, and also collects anything she finds she enjoys. Being childish, she picks up things like cool rocks, ribbons, and a cool-looking button despite their low value due to the fact she still is a child at heart.

- Keeps everything in a small box she buried in the forest.

- She journals often and has gone through many journals having been alive for so long, and also to fight her lack of memory.

- Has a slight connection with ghosts due to her curse.

Kumo Ako
Inhabitant of Munsia

CHARACTER PERMISSIONS
Anything goes! Of course, nothing that goes against Scratch TOS. I'd say I'm also not a huge fan of gender-swap type of things, but if you really want to it's fine. Definitely don't change any of my character's orientation, ethnicity, etc.

I don't really care otherwise—fluff, angst, alternate universe shenanigans, I'm all for it I'm also okay if you want to write something from when my oc was younger based on their lore, or them in the future!

Any questions, ask me!

Basic Information
Name: Kumo Ako
Species: Previously Human, now she’s a spider lady
Pronouns: She/her
Orientation: Bisexual
Gender: Cis Female
Age: 18
Residence: Everseek Cave

Backstory:
Having been born into a family worshipping Kunism, Kumo was named after the god and grew up with prayer coming to her lips as naturally as breathing.

However, Kumo dreamed of living in the city. Being forced to live on the temple felt suffocating. Not only that, but she hardly believed in god. But with her being her family’s eldest daughter and being adept with religious rites, she was expected to carry on the family legacy. This choice being presented as the only choice she was allowed caused her to feel a resentment towards the religion.

She already felt suffocated, and she snuck out to the Everseek Forest often. One day, she found the backpack of an explorer that was left abandoned in the forest. She took it home and hid it under her bed in her room. Inside the bag, there were scrolls of information about the world, and a map.

Kumo waxed through the contents, and gained a sudden obsession with the outside world. She began to fantasize about being an exorcist and being able to have freedom in the outside world. The air of the already suffocating temple seemed to only grow thinner. As days passed, her desire to go to the city only grew.

She hated being forced to have belief in something she didn’t believe in, to have faith pushed onto her that she never believed. She wanted to be able to experience everything—anything different from the temple she knew.

She imagined the city as a utopia, but more importantly—a place where she could find freedom.

She planned for weeks and weeks on end, finding a way to escape without being discovered. A week before her 18th birthday, she put her plan in action and ran away.

However, she made one crucial mistake when she did so. When in the artifact room, she ran past a vase that was believed to hold the spirit of their god. In a rushed frenzy, she accidentally broke it. Staring at what she had done—she ran in panic.

She didn’t make it far before she collapsed and began to convulse. Her entire body ached and throbbed. When she was able to stand once again, she stared at herself in a lake—she had been cursed with spider-like features.

She was now permanently bound to the god she rejected all her life—freedom slipping out of her hands when she was sure she had it. She was forced to acknowledge the existence of her god, and was now a cruel mirror of that god.

It felt mocking, this act proving the existence of this god and forcing Kumo to appear in the image of this god. It made her sick.

Being unable to go back to the temple or towards the city, she entered the Everseek Cave and intended to reside in it. There, she met a ghost who haunted the cave. The ghost, named Yuri, was intrigued by the girl’s condition. Being knowledgeable on curses due to being an exorcist whilst alive, he decided to help her find a way to reverse her curse.

Appearance
Eye Color: Red
Hair: Long, black
Body: Tall, slender



Personality
Positive traits: Polite, open-minded, intelligent, well-tempered, observant, resourceful, thoughtful
Negative traits: Dense, holds grudges, doesn’t work well under pressure, isn’t honest with others or herself sometimes, has some trust issues even without realizing it
Other Traits: Curious
Goals: Find a cure for her curse
Greatest fear(s): Not being able to decide for herself
Phobias: Authority, spiders, losing mobility
Social skills: Has some issues with social cues, but is polite and is able to talk with people easily.

Interests
Talents: Memory, stealth
Hobbies: Reading, observing things, traveling

History
Birthday: October 20
Family:
Parents - Holds a heavy respect for her parents, but has resentment she herself hasn’t yet confronted due to the fact she was forced to worship Kunism by them.

Akemi - Kumo’s younger sister. Was considering bringing her along when escaping, but decided it was too risky. Felt guilt, but now feels immense relief knowing that if she brought Akemi along, Akemi could have been cursed as well. Both care for each other, but Akemi feels an intense inferiority to Kumo.

Friends:

Yuri - The ghost of an exorcist Kumo met in the Everseek Forest. Agreed to help her find a cure. Yuri and Kumo have a close bond having known each other for so long. Yuri’s teasing gets on Kumo’s nerves sometimes, but she tolerates it.

Okimi - Bond through their shared experiences, and Kumo sees Okimi as a little sister similarly to how she sees Akemi. Gave Okimi the map she first stole from the forest as a memento.

Others:
Education: Is generally knowledgeable and was taught by her parents
Finances: POOR

Extra:
- Has some sort of connection to spirits, and is almost able to ‘sense’ when they are present.

Has some heightened senses as a result of her curse.

Yuri Yohara
Inhabitant of Munsia

CHARACTER PERMISSIONS
Anything goes! Of course, nothing that goes against Scratch TOS. I'd say I'm also not a huge fan of gender-swap type of things, but if you really want to it's fine. Definitely don't change any of my character's orientation, ethnicity, etc.

I don't really care otherwise—fluff, angst, alternate universe shenanigans, I'm all for it I'm also okay if you want to write something from when my oc was younger based on their lore, or them in the future!

Any questions, ask me!

Basic Information
Name: Yuri Yohara
Species: Previously Human, now a spirit if that counts as a different species
Pronouns: He/him
Orientation: Bisexual
Gender: Cis Male
Age: Physically 25, but has been around for hundreds of years
Occupation: Exorcist
Residence: Everseek Cave

Backstory:
His parents often traveled abroad, leaving him to live on his own. Oftentimes, he had to take care of himself, but was given expenses monthly to cover school and other living expenses. Despite it, the lack of stability and love made Yuri slightly reckless, following his own whims. He felt a slight void within him as a result of the lack of support he had growing up.

When he grew older, he felt an urge to become an exorcist. After doing training, he successfully became one. He enjoyed the job and the thrill of it all, finding it to be something that filled in the void he felt. The lack of disciple made him free-spirited.

He was a natural at exorcism, causing him to grow slightly arrogant, which fed into his recklessness. He was criticized for this, but he still got the job done, making him believe he had no reason to need to change.

One day, he was given a job at Everseek Cave, where a malevolent spirit roamed. Growing cocky, he sauntered in recklessly despite repeated warnings he was given. The cold frost of the cave bit his skin, but he was sure he would be able to get rid of the ghost quickly.

However, he was ill prepared for the job. He found himself struggling to perform the exorcism rites he was meant to complete, and was unable to draw the talisman needed to exorcise the spirit.

The spirit took control of his body and began killing him. He felt his own hand losing control as his own body began attacking itself viciously. He lost consciousness after profuse bleeding. When he woke up, his body felt lighter. As he floated up, he realized he had died.

Most ghosts could only possess an object or place. For some reason, Yuri possessed both his earrings and the Everseek Cave. He waited for someone to find his body, but no one turned up.

Being given time to reflect, he realized he had no one to blame but himself. He grew towards isolation.

One day, a group of rowdy teenagers entered the cave. Yuri figured they were thrill seeking. He didn’t care, he just wanted to be left alone. He scared them off without hurting them.

He then became something of an urban legend. After the initial group of teenagers, more and more people came after hearing about the ghost of Everseek Cave. He scared them off to.

Somewhere along the way, he realized he enjoyed it—it gave him the same thrill exorcism gave him back then. He began to revert to that same free-spirited self as he scared off others—the old him creeping into his person.

One day, he heard footsteps in the cave. When he did, he prepared himself to perform his usual routine. But when he came face to face with the person, it was someone he had never seen before—a person cursed with spider like eyes and arms.

He was taken off guard, but suddenly grew curious. The person asked him if he could help find a cure for her curse. Being an exorcist came with experience with curses. To fuel his curiosity, and the slight boredom he began to feel—he agreed.

Appearance
Eye Color: Brown
Hair: In ponytail, black leaning slightly towards purple-ish
Body: Tall, slender

Personality
Positive traits: Strong moral compass, competent, diligent, intelligent, puts his all in everything
Negative traits: Emotionally deaf, stubborn, reckless
Other Traits: Mischievous, sarcastic, curious
Phobias: Darkness, the cold
Social skills: Is able to talk with people easily due to the nature of being an exorcist requiring communication.

Interests
Talents: Exorcisms, dexterity
Hobbies: Scaring people

History
Birthday: May 3
Family:

Parents: Feels neutral towards his parents.

Friends:

Kumo - Was intrigued by Kumo’s condition and agreed to help her find a cure to her curse—does it out of curiosity and wasn’t particularly invested at first or cared much to heal her. However, after bonding with her a bit, he genuinely wants to help her find a way.

Okimi - Met her and was also intrigued by her condition. Similar to Kumo, doesn’t do it out of the good of his heart but out of curiousity. Doesn’t have a strong or weak relationship with Okimi, but has mutual respect for her.

Others:
Education: Was given formal education and is very intelligent and knowledgeable
Finances: POOR but he’s a ghost so it doesn’t really matter. Lived comfortably whilst alive.

character permissions:
do whatever you want with these guys <3 preferably keep the basic stuff the same but you can do practically anything! aus, crossovers, killing them off, etc! just no gender changes, sexuality changes, huge blips in the backstory, etc <3

rhiannon lémieux (human)
(preferred genre: realistic fiction or romance)
appearance and basic info
rhiannon lémieux, she/her, has chocolate brown skin, curly black hair that's usually in a messy braid, bitten down fingernails, and bright green eyes. she's 17, tall for her age, and lives in a small coastal town in france with her parents. she's the only employee at a local bookshop run by an elderly couple. her sexuality, if needed, is bi.

personality and interests
rhiannon is quite shy, but a hopeless romantic whose dream is to live in a cottage on the beach with a cat and her soul mate forever. sadly, though, she's scared of rejection and quite self-critical, so she doesn't think she has a chance to ever live out that dream. she loves sweet things, cats, romance books, and cozy fantasy graphic novels. she has a slight fear of spiders and a huge fear of heights. her social skills are quite bad, and she often finds herself fumbling for words. she's in a bit of denial about her mental health; she has a lot of issues with anxiety but doesn't want to admit it to herself. she often finds herself writing poetry on an old typewriter, drinking a cup of tea while reading on the couch, or immersing herself in music under her covers with a locked door in her room.

background and history

she goes to a public high school and doesn't really have any friends, preferring to immerse herself in a book then engage in conversation with people she doesn't really know. she'll talk to people in passing and always has someone to work with on group projects, but no one she's truly close with. she has a little brother, jori, who's eleven and slightly obnoxious, albeit nice when he wants to be. her family is middle-class, not super rich but not in need of money, either.

writing example
it's kind of bad and probably unneeded, but there's an example here <3

leigh carter (human)
(preferred genre: fantasy)
appearance and basic info
leigh carter, she/they (in order of preference), is 18 years old. she has coppery blonde and wavy hair (cut chin length), light skin dusted with freckles, and purple eyes. she's currently renting an apartment near her office so they can get to work quickly! she works at the association for magical post as an apprentice delivery person.

world
leigh works at the association for magical post, as stated above, which is a government-handled association that delivers and distributes magical goods to people anywhere in the world. delivery workers like leigh ride brooms, or other assorted cleaning tools (in leigh's case, an abandoned swiffer) through portals, wormholes, and rabbit holes to deliver hexes, charms, cursed items, potions, spellbooks, and other magical assortments to homes near their office. sadly, delivery workers don't have the highest standing in the realm, and are often treated as inferior to others at the office, such as monitors and even sorters. monitors are elected from the best sorters at the office and keep everything in order as best they can. they don't have as high standing as the association council, an anonymous body that controls the entirety of the association, but they work directly under their orders and are technically next in line to be a council member if disaster occurs. sorters aren't as respected as monitors, but are still much higher in standing than delivery workers; they sort magical goods into the categories and routes they go in and handle the goods directly, unlike workers. working at the office is quite a prestigious job, and even if you're only a delivery worker or apprentice, you have to be the best of the best to get in.

personality and interests
leigh has a cheerful, optimistic personality and always stays determined. she loves her job and hopes to outgrow her apprentice rank before she turns 19. she loves chatting with the people at her regular stops and brings a small, fluffy cat with her on every route. she looks up to the sorters and monitors at her office immensely, despite being treated like dirt by them. she has a huge fear of failure, so she is determined to never make a mistake on the job. her social skills are quite good, as they're friendly and talkative to everyone they meet. some can find her a bit annoying because of that, but she tries not to let herself care about that. when she's not working, she loves to curl up on the couch and watch cat videos and cartoons with a blanket.

background and history
she has an older sister who's traveling abroad (they often write letters back and forth), but other than that not much close family. she of course has a cat, sunflower, who's quite fluffy, likes to bite people's fingers, and has a grey and white coat. she doesn't have much money, as her job doesn't pay very well, but makes do despite this.

writing examples
coming soon!

character persimmons
　◦　anything against the scratch ToS, community guidelines, and anything that might be deemed insulting to any amount of people is strictly prohibited!
　◦　please don't change any of the main details of characters! this includes but is not limited to ethinicity, gender, appearance, personality etc.
　◦　you are free to write them in any point of time! younger or older, either is fine just as long as all the other characters you're using are also adjusted accordingly
　◦　if this is an AU and their hobbies/interests/clothing style/backstory are different because of world limitations, that's fine <3
　◦　no killing them off in their main universe >:0 but you can absolutely do so in an AU!
　◦　you can write my characters with any other characters as long as that person also agrees!
　◦　persimmons. yummy (can you tell i like food)

Name: Chiha (given name) / Yichun (birthname)
Full name: Zhuang Yichun / 庄怡淳 (Chinese)
Stage Name: Lucid Dream
Representative Colour: #cbc6ff
Nationality: Chinese-Taiwanese
Gender: Cis female
Pronouns: she/her
Species: Human
Birthday: November 2
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Age: 18
Occupation: Idol, member of idol duo iRiDES; student

Appearance: very long silky straight hair that goes past her hips and wavy side framing pieces. dark hair that is slightly toned duller and ashier (close(r) to grey…). usual outfit consists of a light grey cardigan, matching light grey headband, short-sleeved pastel blue collared shirt, long white skirt. her eyes are a pastel periwinkle-ish shade (yes they're natural i operate by anime logic)

Personality: socially awkward and doesn’t talk much at all. most people who know her from school see her as the quiet academic kid who always studies and therefore gets good grades.

Strengths:
　◦　very good singer who has a very pretty voice
　◦　academic weapon
　◦　extremely neat print handwriting
　◦　very good dancer(, contrary to yua…)
　◦　yangqin and liuqin

Weaknesses:
　◦　scared of a lot of things
　◦　honestly very gullible. she was actually convinced she failed her level 8 liuqin certification when her teacher decided to joke around and tell her she failed and almost quit entirely…
　◦　going outdoors. nature is her greatest fear as she cannot stand insects… yes she’s scared of the teeniest insects whenever she sees them
　◦　practically nonexistent people skills
　◦　will get impatient and serious when people aren’t being serious enough

　◦　reason for becoming an idol: she enjoyed music and dancing a lot since a young age but never really had the confidence in her voice, only singing or talking to herself in private when she was sure she was alone. her brother was actually the one who suggested she try it when he accidentally overheard her sing one time and was very shocked and impressed.
　　　◦　her brother secretly helped her sign up for a local audition when she was 13, but when he told chiha it was immediately shut down with the reasons that she didn’t want people to hear her sing and that their parents would never allow it either way
　　　◦　lots of pleading and a full year later she finally works up the confidence to ask her parents if she can sign up for the audition. surprisingly it didn’t take (too) much convincing from her and her brother since her grades were already top tier anyways
　◦　her family members are the only ones who call her Yichun
　◦　parents love her but it’s hard to make them proud (think classic asian parent with extremely high standards.
　　　◦　father is chinese and mother is taiwanese
　◦　has a younger brother (name tbd) who is 15 years old. Her brother has a solid friend group in his school and often goes outside with them when parents allow (which is rare). The two get along decently well even if they don’t talk much, sometimes complaining to each other quietly about the unreasonably high expectations their parents set on them
　◦　played the yangqin and liuqin since a young age (initially due to parents wanting her to but she ended up falling in love with them along the way) and has credentials to teach if she wanted to and had time (the second one hasn’t happened because of being trainee and now debuted idol)
　◦　has a resting face that people often assume as her being upset and ask how she is, leading to more social awkwardness and often running away due to embarassment
　◦　will get so engrossed in studying and practice that she forgets to eat
　◦　goes to regular school instead of performance arts school, but takes chinese dance and contemporary dance lessons outside of school

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Asahana Yua | Zeng Yichun | other characters here

OC PERMISSIONS
- Safe for scratch… ish. I'm fine with violence and themes of depression and stuff. Just nothing more… in the adult field
- Anything goes! You can even give them a specific gender if you want!

Basic Information
Name: Unity (Or Night and Light when they're split)
Nickname(s): N/A
Pronouns: Unity uses They/it, Night's they/them and Light is It/Its
Age: Idk
Occupation: Just some entity thing. They mostly try to make people feel better and eat people's negative thoughts.
Residence: Anywhere it wants to.

Appearance
Height: About 5'11 if they're standing upright.
Ethnicity: Entity thing. It's weird.
Face: I think it's best if I just link a reference
https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1297566131/


Personality
Positive traits: They're often grounded to reality and tend to take on responsibilities and challenges well. They've learned to navigate most situations in a calm and organized manner.
Negative traits: Sometimes they also get boughs of depression (thank you, Night) where they don't believe they're anything. They're also prone to anger if everything they try does not work.
Goals: To make people feel better than how they feel inside!
Greatest fear(s): The fear of rapture or not being able to control themselves fully. Struggling in a limbo state of togetherness
Phobias: Light has a small phobia of snakes, but doesn't have the heart to tell Night
Biggest secret(s): Night wasn't good enough and therefore was a forced combination entity with Light. The two eventually learned to grow to accept this and now love each other very much.
Social skills: Light's the more talkative and social one while Night struggles to talk to many people other than Light and the person they're with.

Interests
Interior talents: strong sense of empathy, considerate, patient
Physical talents: Pretty strong, but mostly in their agility.
Hobbies: They love doodling hehe

History
Birthday: N/A
Family: just a bunch of other entities that put each of them up on a pedestal, when Night failed, they forced Light to combine with them.
Friends: N/A
Others: N/A
Education: N/a
Finances: N/A

Writing examples:
(unrelated to Unity, but I'm gonna put a vignette here)

I still remember the incident. I remember aiming and firing. He looked so scared, like frozen-scared. The memory was still implanted into my mind like a photo album, seemed to be the only mechanical thing about myself. It was my fault.

The middle of the night, thunder roaring outside, trees banged against my window like a prisoner to a cell, even though I felt like the prisoner. I woke up in a cold sweat, heart pounding from my chest like I was going to have a heart attack again. I might be having a heart attack.

The room was dark, unusually dark, not the ‘Australia middle of summer’ dark, when there was always at least some light from the moon. I felt alone without the moonlight peeking in through my window, through my blackout curtains. Usually, I’d open them to the gentle surprise of La Lune’s illumination. But now, I was greeted with the blackened blanket billowing over the fields, forests and faded grounds of the city.

The incident repeated in my head. I aimed. I fired. Mind collapsed. Soul found out. Soul reacted. Red. Lots of red. My heart palpitated rampantly. No, no, no, no. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to. I love him. I love him a lot.

Tears stung in my eyes, salt in the wound just being rubbed in behind my blindfold. I didn’t want to block out the world right now- get this thing off! I struggled with the blindfold, almost tearing it off, I heard the fabric rip. DANG IT. My sockets stung. I didn’t want this anymore.

The shadows taunted me in my room, but there was no point. There was NO POINT. My heart beat at me faster, bashing against my ribcage. I can hear him now- mocking. IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED, HEART? I didn’t want this! I just wanted him to shut up for 5 minutes!

And here I am, clutching my chest in the dead of night, thunder raging more than Soul outside, the time Soul found out, the time he held the trident to my face, the time where he left the scars that I know were there because he had pointed it out so many times. I was starting to get sick.

MY HEART HURT. I clutched at my chest again, little thing never stayed normal during these stupid episodes. No one was here, I’m alone- I’m alone- I’m so, so, so alone.

But then I remember that harmony was never achieved by me crying. Nothing was. The only thing it gave me was a heart attack or something along the lines. I don’t want another heart attack. I sat on the bed, feeling the night pants I wore. I remember getting these things because of the sewn details, little moons that stuck out like a sore thumb.

It was supposed to calm and soothe. That’s why they existed; it was like worry mugs but with pajamas instead. They were cozy. My heart still raced, I jumped in my skin every time I felt thunder, I still thought the incident was all my fault, but maybe it wasn’t too colossal. I remember these things being purple.

I placed my shaking hands on a sewn detail, running my hand over the extruding moon I’ve felt over a thousand times but has never soothed me. Now it was, oddly enough. It was comfortable in the way that an old hoodie from a father was comfortable. I understand that these pants are well loved because I loved them.

The fabric was a thin material, but not exactly uncomfortable. Just like any basic plaid pajama pants. I curled up in my wings a bit. I started preening myself, letting the loose feathers fall into my nest-like bed. With my crow plush. That thing was immediately brought to my chest before continuing preening.

I preened a little too often, I think. There was nothing really dirty in the pelt of feathers. The most I’d ever picked out was a small clump, which was promptly thrown into the trash (I did not hear it land in the trash). It was soft and fluffy, a little less fluffy than Darrell’s (I’m not jealous, you’re jealous), but Darrell was just a little chicken. He had time to develop the feathers and time to be adorable with them. Plus, he was a runt, the feathers he grew was a little bit too big for his body.

The thunder still raged outside, the memory still ripe in my mind, but I was calm. There’s nothing I can do about the incident now. It happened 3 years ago. 3 entire years. Mind was used to having to use his cane, I was used to feeling around for things, and Soul was used to developing patience. I wanted to hug something.

I hugged the cutest little crow.

Sandy-Dunes wrote:

Template Bio (by @Firetender)


Basic Information
Name: Alejandro Bateman
Nickname(s): Andy
Pronouns: he/him
Age: 22
Occupation: He worked as a DEI Consultant, before being promoted to Head of Organisation in The Company.
Residence: Chicago, Illinois

Appearance
Height: 6'2
Ethnicity: Spanish and British
Face: Round, dark brown eyes,slightly thick eyebrows, a Greek nose, Cupid's bow lips with smile lines and dimples, dark olive skin and naturally strong cheekbones. His hair is naturally curly, and it looks like David Corenswet's Clark Kent from Superman 2025.
Body: Alejandro looks like he's recovering from being lanky, and he's only just started gaining muscle. He acts as if being tall is new to his body, and tends to carry himself pretty awkwardly. His arms are pretty veiny,and he has more of a flat stomach than actual abs. He is working on it, though.
Distinguishing features: He has a mole where his jawline meets his neck.

Personality
Positive traits: He's very hardworking, always ready to try something new, and is pretty helpful. He tries to be kind too.
Negative traits: He can be overly critical, aloof and quite unsympathetic.
Goals: He wants to be able to achieve something in life. Something physical, like an award. He didn't do very well in school growing up in the UK, so he wants to make up for that.
Greatest fear(s): Failure.
Phobias: Ants
Biggest secret(s): He's bisexual. And he enjoys typical “feminine things”, like ocassional makeup, and doing his nails.
Social skills: Very good. He can be diplomatic and subtle when he wants to be.

Interests
Interior talents: He doesn't know it, but he has quite the eye for interior design, and used to have an obsession with feng shui.
Physical talents: He can juggle. And do 29 pull-ups in one minute. He's proud of that.
Hobbies: Painting, reading, golf and make-up.

History
Birthday: 8th October.
Family: His mother is a fashion designer who was born, and still lives in Málaga. His father is from London, and he spent his primary school years until 11 in Spain, before going to a fancy private school secondary education. He has a younger sister, Maria, who's doing university education in the US. They speak pretty regularly.
Friends: He doesn't have many. He knows people, but they don't really know him. He is trying to find some, though.
Others:
Education: He attended a primary school in Málaga, and secondary education in London. His university was Yale, but he moved to Chicago for work.
Finances: He's suprisingly well off, despite student loans. His parents agreed to pay 3/4 of it.

Character Permissions:
Please don't change his ethnicity, looks or sexuality. I mean, personality can shift a little, but not TOO much.

• Funny
  Kind
  Playful
  Energetic
  Silly
  

• A loser
  A weirdo
  A teachers pet
  An unpopular person
  

• Running quickly
  Getting straight A’s in math and english
  Being able to swim quickly
  

• Gymnastics
  Making friends
  

• Be unkind to someone
  Complain about things
  

• Getting bullied by people
  Embarrassing herself
  Hurting herself all the time
  Losing her dog on a walk
  

• Lilly
  

• Shy
  Careful
  Happy
  Kind
  

• Unknown
  Weird
  Try hard
  

• Thinking of things quickly
  Being able to do cartwheels 10 times in a row
  Climbing on things
  

• Writing neatly
  Getting a good rank in technology
  Talking to people
  

• Roast people
  Bully people
  Scream really loudly
  Be unkind
  

• Getting a detention for not answering questions
  Being late for nearly everything
  

• Emma
  

CHARACTER PERMISSIONS
I'm fine with you tossing my characters around, placing them in whatever crazy concoction of situations you may have planned. You can throw them to wherever or whenever, if you'd like. I'm good with au's, too. I don't care, I'm just curious to see what you come up with. Just make sure it is Scratch-appropriate, of course. And the only thing I ask is that you please keep their genders and everything else pertaining to that area of life as is because I would be uncomfortable if you changed that. Thank you!

Name: Alexandria Park, goes by Ale (by her family and close friends)
Nickname(s): Red-head (by Sebastian because he doesn't know her real name)
Pronouns: She/her
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Age: 20
Occupation: None, really? Survivor? Survivalist? This is set in the zombie apocalypse.
Residence: In the middle of a forest in Maryland, USA. Shelter: A fairly well-built hut like thing.
Physical Characteristics: Very messy red hair in a messy ponytail, dull blue eyes, Caucasian, dirt under her fingernails
Strengths: Knows how to survive nature (survivalist), will help people even if she doesn't want to, has retained some kind of sense of humor
Weaknesses: Stubborn, has pushed friends away, drinks to drunkenness when depressed, doesn't want to get close to anyone
Other characteristics: Her sense of humor is mostly play-on-words, taking things literally, and sometimes dark, she has a beautiful singing voice, has a giant Bowie knife and an arsenal of guns (mostly rifles and shotguns), and she will not hesitate to pull a gun or her knife on a stranger
Outfit: All black, long-sleeve shirt, jeans or cargo pants, military-grade boots, belt with her knife hanging off her hip, lightweight trench-coat (in the winter, can be made to be heavier), finger-less gloves (in cold weather)
Sebastian - Will not stop trying to be friends with her, calls her “Red-head” because he doesn't know her name, is severely allergic to cats
Ginger (tabby) - Likes Sebastian, playful, will alert of approaching zombies

Name: Sebastian (last name currently unknown)
Nickname(s): None
Pronouns: He/him
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Age: 21
Occupation: None, really? Survivor? This is set in the zombie apocalypse.
Residence: In the middle of a forest in Maryland, USA. Shelter: A random cabin he found.
Physical Characteristics: Black hair almost in an emo style, but not quite, dark eyes (brown-gray, maybe), Caucasian
Strengths: Optimistic, friendly, won't stop trying
Weaknesses: Pushy, weak stomach (when it comes to things that don't need to be killed), nearsighted
Other characteristics: Can play piano and drums (although he hates playing piano), fair at archery, severely allergic to cats
Outfit: Any dark colored t-shirt, blue or black jeans, black sneakers, black or dark gray hoodie (in cold weather)
Ale/Red-Head - Tried to push him away, but eventually gave up, won't open up to him
Ginger (tabby) - Likes Sebastian, playful, will alert of approaching zombies

Beginning stuff I worked on

Sebastian
Ale and the guy stare each other down in the middle of the forest. Ale had both her giant Bowie knives in her hands. The guy had nothing.
G: “Uh, hi. My name is Sebastian. What’s your name?”
Ale: “You don’t need to know.”
S: “I would like to know.”
Ale: “Why?”
S: “So I can refer to you by name next time we meet.”
Ale: “There won’t be a next time.”
S: “What if there is?”
Ale throws one of her knives towards Sebastian. It lands into the skull of an approaching zombie.
Ale: “You better leave before I throw this knife into your skull.”
Sebastian gulps, then runs away.

Supplies
Ale sets down the door to her hut, and in front of her is a basket Ale has never seen before. In it was some canned food, two bottles of water, a blanket, needle and thread, a small pot with a lid, a potholder, a basic first aid kit, and directions to Sebastian’s camp. Ale picks up the basket and goes to Sebastian’s camp. Sebastian isn’t there. Standing ten feet away, Ale tosses the basket with everything in it into Sebastian’s camp, then goes back to her place. Later, Ale is warming her fingers when something hit her back. She turns around to see Sebastian and the empty basket.
S: “I gave all that stuff to you so you can use it, not to throw it back at me. Why did you do that?”
Ale: “You gave me directions to your place, I tossed the stuff back, and I’ve lived about three years without those things. What’s another year?”
Ale enters her hut and brings up the door. Sebastian doesn’t know how to open it from the outside. Ale grabs a shotgun and aims it at the door.
Ale: “I have a shotgun, and I know how to use it.”
Two seconds of silence pass, and Ale pumps the shotgun.
Ale: “Now it’s loaded!”
S: “Okay, okay! I’m backing up.”
Ale trails Sebastian with her shotgun through the cracks of her hut.
Ale: “If I see you again, I’m going to blow your head off!”
Sebastian runs.

Shotgun
Ale is letting a hot pan cool down while warming her hands over a dying fire. A zombie suddenly appears around the corner of the hut, right next to Ale. Ale grabs the pan, burns herself, and lets go.
Ale: “AH!”
Ale takes out one of her knives, backing up. An arrow suddenly protrudes through the zombie’s skull. Ale looks beyond the zombie and sees Sebastian. Their eyes lock.
Ale: “I had that!”
Ale goes into her hut and comes back with a shotgun. She aims it at Sebastian and shoots. Sebastian ducks before he gets hit.
S: “Hey! What are you shooting at me for?!”
Ale: “I told you that if I ever saw you again, I’d blow your head off!”
Ale shoots again.
S: “Okay! I’m leaving!”
Sebastian takes a run for it while Ale tries shooting him down. Sebastian gets away safely, and Ale stalks into her hut.

“Friends”
Ale notices Sebastian walking towards her, but she doesn’t grab her shotgun. In a minute, the two stood close, staring each other down again.
S: “You’re not trying to kill me with your shotgun.”
Ale: “Yeah. I just don’t do well with people. But I’m not a killer.”
S: “Even during this whole zombie apocalypse?”
Ale: “Only the killers.”
S: “I’m not talking about -”
Ale: “I’m talking about people.”
S: “So you are a killer.”
Ale: “It’s not killing, it’s justice. And don’t ask for who.”
S: “Uh, okay. So, that whole thing about you -”
Ale: “Shooting your head off? That was just to scare you. Clearly it didn’t work.”
Silence.
S: “So, are we friends now?”
Ale: “No.”
Ale walks away, and after a minute, Sebastian does, too.

Later stuff

Help
Ale is stuck in a mud pit, covered in mud, trying to grab a low-hanging branch in front of her, just out of reach. Some bushes to her right rustle, and Ale leans back a split second before she hears a “twang”. An arrow passes her and strikes the trunk of a nearby tree. Ale balls her hands into fists, unable to get her knives, being stuck waist-deep in mud.
Ale: “Who’s there?”
Sebastian’s head pops up from behind the bushes. He is squinting.
S: “Read-head?”
Ale: “Seriously?”
S: “What? I still don’t know your name, I don’t want to call you “You”, and what’s wrong with -”
Ale: “Alright, fine. Call me “Red-head” if you like, but only if you must. Now, the more important question: Why on earth were you shooting at me?!”
S: “Hehe, um… you kind of looked like a zombie trying to get unstuck.”
Ale looks down at herself, and then back to Sebastian, confused.
Ale: “Anyone from that distance can tell a human apart from a zombie.”
S: “At least to me it looked that way.”
Ale just raises an eyebrow and goes back to trying to reach the branch.
S: “Do you need help?”
Ale: “No.”
S: “Are you sure?”
Ale continues trying to reach the branch for about a minute. She continues to fail.
Ale (annoyed): “Fine.”
Sebastian carefully makes his way down and in front of Ale. He grabs Ale’s hands and pulls. After a few tries, Sebastian pulls Ale free from the mud. Ale shakes her hands, splattering mud everywhere.
Ale: “Thanks.”
S: “No problem.”
Ale: “Do you need help?”
S: “What makes you say that? I was the one who helped you.”
Ale: “Just wondering.”
Ale walks away, leaving Sebastian spattered in mud and confused.

Glasses
Ale stands a few feet away from Sebastian’s cabin, holding a box. She walks up to the door and places the box right in front. Ale leaves. Later, Sebastian comes to Ale’s hut, holding the box. Ale is sorting out sticks.
S: “Why?”
Ale: “I figured if you couldn’t tell a human from a zombie from that distance, something must be wrong with your eyes.”
S: “How’d you know I was talking about that?”
Ale: “What else?”
S: “Oh. Good point.”
Ale stands up and turns around to face Sebastian.
Ale: “Let’s see.”
S: “Are you serious?”
Ale: “Yes.”
Sebastian sighs and pulls out one of the glasses from the box. He slips it on.
S: “What do you think?”
Ale: “Terrible. Take it off.”
S: “Really?”
Ale: “Yes. With your style, you look terrible in glasses.”
Sebastian takes the glasses off.
S: “You’re the first person I’ve met that actually agrees with me.”
Ale: “Just being honest. And just out of curiosity, how long have you had glasses before this?”
S: “About a month. And then I broke them about a month after.”
Ale: “How did you survive?”
S: “I don’t know. I just did.”
Silence.
Ale: “Well, now you can decide whether you want to keep the glasses or not. If not, I’m fine with that as long as you don’t accidentally try to kill me again.”
Ale goes into her hut, leaving Sebastian outside with a box of glasses.

Ginger
Ale is digging through the dirt and pulling out roots when Sebastian comes by.
S: “Hey, Ginger.”
Ale turns around to look at him.
Ale (amused): “You don’t strike me as the kind of guy who’d know about roots.”
S (confused): “I don’t. What makes you say that?”
Ale glances down at her pile of ginger roots, which makes Sebastian do the same.
S: “Oh, okay. I get it now. I didn’t mean the roots, I meant you.”
Ale: “You’re calling me “Ginger” now?”
S: “I mean, it’s better and more of a name than “Read-head”, right?”
Ale: “Whatever. Why are you here?”
S: “Just wanted to say hi.”
Ale: “Alright. Hi.”
Ale goes back to digging and pulling out ginger roots. Sebastian sighs and walks away.

Kitten
Ale is walking through the forest when she hears Sebastian laughing nervously and a soft purring behind the bushes next to her. She pushes the bushes aside to see an orange kitten on Sebastian’s chest, licking his face. Sebastian is grimacing. He notices Ale.
S: “Hi, Ginger. A little help?”
Ale: “You scared of a kitten?”
S: “No, allergic.”
Ale picks up the kitten.
S: “Keep hold of her.”
Sebastian slowly stands up in pain.
Ale: “It’s a “him”.”
S: “I won’t even ask how you know.”
Ale holds the kitten for a minute, and then lets it down. The kitten stays.
S: “You should keep it.”
Ale: “No.”
S: “Oh, come on, Ginger. This little girl, er, guy looks like he lost his parents recently. He’s just a kitten. He needs a home. Even though he’s still young, he needs to be able to know that the world isn’t a completely cruel place. If not for him, then for me, to make up for all those times you tried to kill me or left me hanging. But that last part shouldn’t be the case. Oh, my face hurts.”
Sebastian scratches and fans his cheeks. Ale stares.
Ale: “That was quite a speech.”
S: “Well, are you going to keep her, I mean, him?”
Ale: “Fine.”
S: “Really?! Thank you! What are you going to name he – him?”
Ale: “Cat.”
S (disappointed): “Seriously?”
Ale: “Fine. I’ll think about it.”
Ale picks up the kitten and walks away, leaving Sebastian scratching. Sebastian also walks away, but he is happy.

Prank
Ale is hiding in the bushes a little ways from her hut. Sebastian comes to the open door of the hut.
S: “Ginger?”
A “meow” is heard, and Sebastian jumps back. Ale stands up from her place behind the bushes, a small smile on her lips. She walks over to her hut.
Ale: “Come here, Ginger.”
The kitten walks over to Ale, and Ale picks the kitten up.
S: “You planned this, didn’t you? Name the cat Ginger, you hide nearby; I come, call for you, get the cat instead, and get an allergic reaction to scare me away. Wait. Don’t tell me you decided to keep the cat just so you could use it to your advantage.”
Ale: “No. This one time was just a prank. It won’t happen again.”
S: “Gee. Thanks. Now I think I’m going to have a rash on my leg. And my face just healed from last week. Do you know how hard it is to get supplies? Oh, wait; you’ve been living in and by nature for the past few years. You wouldn’t know. Never mind.”
A short minute of silence passes.
S: “So, now what do I call you if I want you and not the cat?”
Ale: “You can go back to “Read-head”.”
S (sigh): “Why won’t you just tell me your name?”
Ale: “I told you why a few months ago.”
S: “And during those few months we’ve gotten to know each other more and more each time, and I’m not dead, so…”
Ale: “I might tell you when and if I am ready.”
S: “When will that be?”
Ale: “When and if I am ready.”
S: “That doesn’t give me and answer.”
Ale: “Then I don’t know.”
Ale walks into her hut and puts Ginger down. She picks up the door, waves bye to Sebastian, and closes the door. Sebastian just stands there for a minute, and then leaves.

Elyta Skye Zhang
Sunshine Bay 'verse

Character Permissions
- Please don't change her gender or sexuality - it'll make me incredibly uncomfortable if you do, so I'd appreciate if you respect that boundary! Elyta is a cis girl, but her sexuality is undecided so you can write her as straight or aroace.
- You can do whatever you want with her as long as it's scratch-appropriate such as killing her off, writing her in an au, involve her in mass attacks, put her with other people's characters, etc. I'd love to see what you do with her!

Basic Info
Full Name: Elyta Skye Zhang
Preferred Name: Elyta
Age: 23
Occupation: Figure skater - she teaches at the Sunshine Bay Ice Arena and is also olympic-level, having won bronze (or possibly Silver it’s been a while).

Appearance
Elyta is someone who loves doing her hair. She has long black hair that she does up in all sorts of fancy hairstyles - but when she gets lazy, she usually resorts to a pony tail or a simple braid. She is Chinese, with light skin and brown eyes and a smile filled with brightness.

Elyta usually throws in whatever t-shirts or shirts and jeans she has in her cupboard followed by a fleece on most days, not really caring for her appearance.

Personality
Elyta is a perfectionist. She can get easily frustrated if something doesn’t go her way and may spend hours working on something until it’s absolutely perfect. She’s trying to let go of this, but it’s a struggle. She can come off as a bit harsh because of her insistence of perfection. In addition, while Elyta does skate for fun with a real passion for the sport, the pressure of international competition does get to her sometimes. But most of the time, she’s chilled and having fun.

Elyta’s also a really good teacher and great at explaining things! She loves teaching young kids at the Sunshine Bay Ice Arena and despite being competitive on the world stage, still does her best to make time for her students. She’s really excited about teaching the next generation of figure skaters and is also really good with kids.

When not spending time at the ice rink, Elyta is usually a bit naive, but with a heart built for banter and teasing. She loves to hang out with her friends (mainly the Sunshine Bay Chinese Gang which consists of Makayla, Alaina, Alfie, Adelaide, Lauren, and Mira) and relax with them, usually getting into arguments about silly things.

Relationships
Makayla Brunstetter: Makayla is Elyta’s friend because of their parents. Elyta catches up often with Makayla Brunstetter because Parliament Square (where Makayla’s offices are) are located on her way to the ice rink.

Alaina Zhan: Alaina is Elyta’s friend due to their parents. Also they went to school together! Elyta and Alaina are close since they’re similar in age.

Alfie Zhan: Alfie is Alaina’s younger brother and Elyta’s somewhat close with him, but not as close as she is with Alaina. Elyta just doesn’t really try to talk to him.

Adelaide Waters: Adelaide is Alfie’s fiancee. Elyta doesn’t know Adelaide /that/ well, but she does have a nice, cordial relationship with Adelaide.

Lauren Han: Again, they know each other because of their parents. Lauren and Elyta are close, with Elyta frequenting the restaurant Lauren’s family owns after skating because she’s craving dumplings or whatever and is too tired to make them herself.

Notes
- Elyta has all her triple jumps and is working on her quads (she has her quad salchow, but doesn’t land it cleanly!)
- Her favourite jump is the triple axel (because who wouldn’t)
- Her favourite spin is the layback spin because she thinks it’s pretty. She likes doing all the variations of it as well!
- She loves step sequences!!!
- Elyta’s favourite element to perform in competition is jumps, since she gets dizzy while doing spins.
- Elyta likes wearing pretty, flowy dresses for competitions but she does her program to whatever music she wants to.

Writing Examples

to be dragged out of the skylarchives

Luna Yokoyama
Aurora Bay 'verse

Character Permissions
- Please don't change her gender or sexuality - it'll make me incredibly uncomfortable if you do, so I'd appreciate if you respect that boundary! Luna is a cis girl, and you can write her as either straight or aroace, since I haven't decided on her sexuality.
- You can do whatever you want with her as long as it's scratch-appropriate such as killing her off, writing her in an au, involve her in mass attacks, put her with other people's characters, etc. I'd love to see what you do with her!

Basic Info
Full Name: Luna Sayaka Yixi Yokoyama
Preferred Name: Luna Yokoyama
Age: 25
Occupation: First-year emergency medicine resident, Aspen Glenn Memorial Hospital

Appearance
Luna is a Chinese-Japanese girl with a cheerful smile. When not at work, she likes doing her long black hair up in cute styles, such as twintails or braids. She has a contagious smile and an ever-positive outlook on humanity.

Personality
Luna’s mother is a doctor and her father was a captain in the police force, and is now currently the Home Secretary for Aurora Bay. Luna was inspired by her parents’ desire to make the world a better place and the impact they had on the world, so chose to pursue medicine and follow her mother. She feels a deep compassion for others and always wants to make the world a better place.

Luna has a contagious smile that can light up someone’s dark day, and she can always be seen running to the side of someone who needs help. She strives to believe the best in people and loves it when someone feels just a little bit better after talking to her. Luna can also easily be quite timid when she’s in new social situations, and is somewhat insecure.

Relationships
Artemis Rasmussen: Artemis is part of Luna’s childhood friend group. Artemis is similarly impacted by her parents’ legacies, having decided to go into criminal law to become a public prosecutor with her father, Tobias Winters, currently being one of Aurora Bay’s diplomats and her mother an accomplished engineer working in public policy. The two see each other quite often alongside the rest of their friend group, Iona and Erin.

Iona MacNamara: Iona is part of Luna’s childhood friend group along with Artemis and Erin, and is also weighed down by her parents legacies of being good doctors. Her mother, Isabelle MacNamara, is currently serving as Aurora Bay’s health secretary, while her father, Ethan MacNamara, is a well-renowned surgeon and is part of the Aspen Glenn Memorial Board. She initially followed her parents into medicine, but dropped out after a few years when she realised that the course wasn’t for her and joined Erin Hansen in serving as a paramedic. She sees Luna regularly at the hospital and they often hang out together when their shifts coincide. Iona is currently rostered with Erin, so the two bug Luna was a pair.

Erin Hansen: The daughter of two police commissioners who didn’t have a desire to enter policing. Erin’s parents, Robert Weiss and Kayla Hansen, are both accomplished police officers, but she was always told to pursue what she wanted and eventually that led her down the road of being a paramedic. Erin’s enjoyed working as a paramedic, and she sees Luna regularly at the hospital and hangs out with her when their shifts coincide. Erin is currently rostered with Iona, so the two bug Luna as a pair.

Writing Examples

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Hoang Le

CHARACTER PERMISSIONS
Anything goes! Of course, nothing that goes against Scratch TOS. I'd say I'm also not a huge fan of gender-swap type of things, but if you really want to it's fine. Definitely don't change any of my character's orientation, ethnicity, etc.

I don't really care otherwise—fluff, angst, alternate universe shenanigans, I'm all for it I'm also okay if you want to write something from when my oc was younger based on their lore, or them in the future!

Any questions, ask me!

Basic Information
Name: Hoang Le
Other Names: Khoi Le (name in his previous life) (same last name but its not that uncommon in vietnam)
Pronouns: He/him
Gender: Cis Male
Orientation: Pansexual
Age: 17
Occupation: Street performer
Residence: Ho Chi Minh City

Bio:
Every day, his younger sister, Chau, asks him the same question while he’s playing guitar. “Don’t you have a girlfriend?” Hoang denies the statement every time it’s said, telling her she has an overactive imagination. But the truth is, Hoang has reason to believe his sister’s beliefs aren't simple conjectures.

His parents traveled abroad often, and did nothing more but send home an envelope containing a check for living expenses and education. Hoang had grown accustomed to this life. He was somewhat sad and angry at the world for giving him this life, but his sister kept him grounded. He hardly remembered his parents these days, but became weirdly accepting of this life.

Chau mentioned to him that he often sang a song under his breath—a habit Hoang had subconsciously done without realizing it. When he faced it, it caused him to reflect on the song itself. He realized, weirdly enough, he doesn’t remember where he heard the song. All he was able to remember was that the song really meant a lot to him.

He searched the lyrics up online to no avail, he realized this song existed nowhere in the world in the form of CDs or streaming platforms. Chau thought maybe he wrote the song—but he was certain he hadn’t.

He had some kind of underlying feeling telling him that someone else wrote this song. Not only that—but both that person and the song meant more to him than anything else in the whole wide world. Still, he didn’t understand why.


He began to secretly take out a bit of money from the checks his parents sent in order to go to music lessons. He found an old guitar that had been discarded to the side of the road he could use to practice.

One day, when Hoang was 15 years old, the checks from their parents stopped coming in. Hoang never found out what happened to them, but he assumed they abandoned him and Chau. Rage came boiling over, and he spent a night in his room locked up, taking his anger out on anything he could.

His sister had great grades and dreamed to be a physicist—he knew that he couldn’t let her drop out. Immediately, Hoang dropped out of school in order to provide for his sister to ensure she could go to school. Unfortunately, he had difficulty finding a job with his lack of a diploma.

He dropped out of guitar lessons and began performing that distant song he heard all so long ago on the streets to raise money. Not only that, but to solve the lingering feelings of missing something that came whenever he played the song.

Maybe one day, if enough people heard the song, he’d discover why it meant so much to him—and maybe even who meant so much to him.


Past Life (though he lacks the knowledge of this life at the moment):
His name in this life was Khoi Le. Being born deaf, he had grown accustomed to a life of darkness. He lived through his days unable to connect with the world around him, causing him a sense of apathy to the things around him. He knew Vietnamese Sign Language, but almost none of the people around him were able to learn it.

Feeling separated from the world around him, he started to feel a deep-rooted inferiority in his person. His only comfort in the world was his younger sister, Min (whose incarnation is Chau), who learned bits of Vietnamese Sign Language (though was nowhere near fluent), and tried her best to connect him to the world.

One day, Khoi had to stay after school due to receiving an after-school detention for slacking off in class. As he exited, he suddenly was able to “hear’. Not in the traditional sense, but he could feel faint vibrations in his bones. It wasn’t unusual, as especially loud sounds made his head pound, even if he couldn’t hear it. But these sounds were different. For whatever reason, it gave him a sudden connection to the world. He could almost hear a pitch or rhythm, something he could only dream of in the descriptions of music Min described.

Instead of going home, Khoi tried to find out where the music was coming from before it faded away. He entered the music room, and saw a girl named Hanh Nguyen (her incarnate is Lan), who was playing the piano, causing the vibrations in his head. It was love at first sight, as Hanh’s music had given him the first semblance of a connection to the world.

Suddenly, Khoi became obsessed with music, constantly blasting music at home so he could feel the vibrations, letting him “hear”. He watched Hanh play every day after school, who didn’t mind the company. Hanh had a passion for music that she was unable to find support for—her parents being certain it wouldn’t work out and her friends never being able to appreciate music in the same way she did. Seeing Khoi’s connection to music deeply moved her.

Eventually, the feelings became mutual. And eventually, those feelings came to light. The two started dating.

With their connection to the world of music, Hanh decided to write a love song for Khoi. She began to compose a song on the piano, and completed the song. She played it often, but Khoi and her both felt it was lacking something. Khoi found the melody beautiful, but the faint vibrations felt all too faint to appreciate it enough. Hanh didn’t play a keyboard, instead a studio piano, making it so the sound couldn’t be played off of speakers.

When Hanh discovered the significance of vibrations in Khoi’s ability to hear music, she added electric guitar to the song to provide further vibrations for Khoi to “hear”, making the melody quick and more akin to a rock song to further the strength of vibrations.

Khoi appreciated Hanh’s efforts, the aforementioned girl teaching him to play the electric guitar. Khoi truly loved playing the guitar, finally able to create vibrations of his own, music of his own. Learning the guitar allowed him to feel further connected to the world, which he became obsessed with playing. Min enjoyed listening to his music and was thrilled that her brother finally felt connected to the world.

Years passed, and eventually it came time for the two to graduate. Khoi eventually saved up enough money to buy hearing aids, which he surprised Hanh with. The two were thrilled, and Khoi was extremely excited to finally break down the barrier between him and those around him. He decided to use it for the first time whilst playing Hanh’s love song to him with her. After all, he wanted the music he played to be the first thing he ever heard. It connected him to the world when he couldn’t hear, and it still would connect him when he could now.

After school, they decided to sneak into the school’s old gym due to the stage that was there. The present-day gym had practice for the basketball team that day, which was why they snuck into the older gym.

Hanh found an old piano she could play backstage, and some old speakers Khoi could connect his electric guitar to. Khoi put on his hearing aids. The sudden sensation of breathing, the rustling of his clothes, and the humming of the lights overcame him. Refusing to tear up, he began to play the opening chords to the song

Khoi and Hanh both played the song together, Khoi had a strong sense of euphoria rush over him at the joy of having sound to match with the vibrations. Strangely enough—he almost knew it would sound like this despite the fact he hadn’t had a concept of what sound even sounded like. He strummed the guitar with joy at being able to hear the world around him.

As he played the final notes, the gymnasium’s condition caught up to him. The stagelight, having been weathered down from the many years, fell down on him, making the song the first and last thing he ever heard.

He was then reincarnated as Hoang Le, the song's melody being engraved in his mind even after death.

Appearance
Height: 5’5
Ethnicity: Vietnamese
Eye Color: Brown
Hair: Black, his back hair is grown out slightly and is bleached.
Face: Has a pretty-boy appearance, though his eyes are slightly sharp.
Body: Relatively slim
Other: Has ear piercings, only wears studs, also has a lip piercing beneath his lower lip.

Personality
Positive traits: Street smarts, free-spirited, quick thinker, confident, diligent, never gives up, generally polite
Negative traits: Stubborn, isn’t honest to himself or others, judges people quickly, slightly pessimistic, underestimates himself and others, terrible emotional control, overworks himself.
Other traits: Doesn’t open up to people much, is polite like mentioned in positive traits, but often judges people in his head, but he doesn’t let it show. good at masking his emotions. Acts polite despite brewing emotions and judgements in his head.
Goals: To discover the reason why the song feels so important to him.
Greatest fear(s): The unknown
Phobias: Silence, bright lights
Biggest secret(s): The truth behind the song he remembers.
Social skills: Pretty good, seeing as he has a younger sister he had to raise all by himself, he got pretty good at talking with people in general. Also has good social skills due to the fact he’s a street performer.

Interests
Talents: Guitar, good with his hands in general
Hobbies: Singing, songwriting, playing guitar

History
Birthday: February 23
Family:
Chau Le - Hoang’s younger sister. Hoang cares deeply about his younger sister, hence why he dropped out of school to provide for her education. One of the few people he’s willing to open up to. Both care about each other mutually, and Chau often keeps Hoang in check, funnily enough, and prevents him from getting too distant from the world or letting his emotions boil over.

Parents - Has convinced himself to not care for them anymore, but has a contempt he hasn’t faced himself yet.

Friends:
Lan Nguyen - A regular at Hoang’s performances. Lan admires Hoang’s performances, but lacks the courage or opportunities to reach out to him. Hoang has noticed her in the crowd quite a bit, and finds himself somewhat curious. He has tried to run into her, but she often runs away before he can. Hanh’s incarnate, but he doesn’t know that yet (or even about Hanh to begin with).

Others:
Education: Dropped out of highschool near the end of his sophomore year
Finances: Lower class

Extra:
- The reason Hoang’s memory of the song persisted into his next life was due to the fact the song was the only thing he ever heard in his entire past life, making it so his memory of it carried on even after his reincarnation.

- Always wears a face mask whilst going out to perform to conceal his identity—mostly because he doesn’t want him or Chau to be harassed during day-to-day life.

- Has a fairly low metabolism due to it slowing after him not eating much.

- Has been approached by bands trying to recruit him as a guitarist before, but he always rejected their offers despite the fact it would give him larger-scale recognition. which could help his song reach more people.