Character(s) *Personal Character Catalog*

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Character(s) *Personal Character Catalog*

RedOcean

She Of Time
Local time
Today 3:05 AM
Messages
29
Age
21
Location
Earth (aka.Hell)
Pronouns
She/Her
As one would expect from both the prefix and title of this thread, this is simply where I plan to add both my premade and newer addition of characters. That way, both my partners and myself would have easier/faster access to their references and other various things about them.
For those who are reading this on a bit of a whim, feel free to scroll through if you'd like as I won't mind too much. All I ask is that you don't post here as I'll be adding my characters and I imagine it to be rather difficult or even a bit...irritating (for lack of a better word) for others to have to get past walls of comments just to see the next character.
If you happen to like someone, a simple reaction would do. If you're interested enough to maybe plan then I ask that you take it straight to PMs.
Here, I'll have a selection of humans, demons, angels, furries, hybrids, elves, and so much more!

That's about all though. Happy scrolling!
~Dani
 
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【☆】Aliviyah Carmella Carter【☆】
Nickname(s)
Ali/Via/Ally
☆Age☆
24
☆Gender☆
Cisgender Female
☆Pronouns☆
She/Her
☆Sexuality☆
Bisexual (50/50)
☆Nationality/Race☆
Spanish American (Human)

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Main Traits

Excitable, Supportive, Optimistic, and Friendly
☆Personality Overview☆
Aliviyah is a painfully cheerful and easygoing girl who displays a smile on her face most of the time. Highly social and kindhearted, she loves to hang out with her friends and is known to become very upset when denied an opportunity to be at a gathering. She possesses a strong fashion sense and likes to go shopping. Being an open book, she's willing to talk about herself to those who are curious but will rarely reveal much about her home/private life.
☆Likes☆
{+} Music
{+} Reading
{+} Singing
{+} Dancing
{+} Playful Teasing
☆Dislikes☆
{-} Loud Sounds
{-} Being tricked
{-} White chocolate
{-} Pepperoni
{-} Negativity
☆Signature Quote☆
"I thought that life was free...Until I opened a bag of chips."

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Height

5'4ft will often wear shoes that give her a few extra inches but refuses to wear heels or wedges
☆Weight☆
128lbs
☆Body Modifications☆
She has one piercing in the lobe of her left ear that she's pretty sure is closed
☆Skill/Talent☆
Thanks to years of practice, she's rather good with impersonating people after she's engaged in a conversation with them or heard enough of their voice
☆Fun Fact☆
She has a German Terrier (dog) for a pet that is six months old
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Aliviyah sat on the roof of an old apartment complex, the very same that she remembered spending her normal life in. One before the fighting, before the monsters, and before all the death that came with it all. Before she found out the truth about what she was.
A small smile found its way to her lips as she clearly recalled the conversation. After her mother sat her and her opposite of a twin brother down to speak to them about their parentage and all the trouble that it would bring. Even despite the news being broken down to her as if it were a curse or an ailment of some kind, she found the bright side. She started parading around the room singing 'London's Bridge Is Falling Down' while digging in an old toy chest for something that slightly resembled an arrow.
No bow.
Just an arrow.
And in her search, she ended up finding a big stick that she had stuffed in the chest when she was at one of the local parks the family often visited. She couldn't quite recall what led to it (he probably insulted her singing skills) but soon after she remembered chasing her brother around the family room with the big stick in hand, switching to 'The Itsy Bitzy Spider' as she did.

She laughed to herself at the small memory then gazed over at the small pouch that she had laid at her side. The day she had got it, Aliviyah had been on the same very roof as she was on now, reminiscing about a time a no longer existed. One that the simple plain pouch could start again. Well- It would either do that or kill her and she was holding out hope that she was not going die anytime soon. She picked up the pouch and pulled the ribbon loose from his hold around the velvet pocket. Aliviyah held her breath as she waited for something or anything to happen. However, when nothing immediately changed she lightly huffed making a few of her curls blow up in both disappointment and irritation.
"Oh come on, I did not just get myself all pumped for nothing!!"
She was right. She didn't do it for nothing!

The wind around her blew hard and she nearly fell off of the ledge that she had set herself on. Her eyes were wide, as she was now considering getting down to avoid going splat on the concrete. Until she heard a voice from the wind and it made her jump to her feet but not in caution or fear. But of excitement.

"Hello demigod! I thank you for choosing North Wind Airlines! Are you prepared to take off?"
"YES!"
Her response came without hesitation, without doubt, and spoken with a sort of...Child-like wonder. Though the wind spirit was caught off guard at the instant response it'd gotten and minimal question to it, the spirit also appreciated it when mortals didn't question the work of gods. After it all, it wasn't their place to.
"In that case, we are off to our next destination,"
"Wait- Where exactly are we going?"
"Hm, the Violet Refuge."
Aliviyah nodded and threw in a little, "mmhm," just so she sounded like she was listening but in reality, she was too excited to be off. Being a demigod, Aliviyah had done her fair share of digging in all kinds of greek mythology and the myths involved in it so by now she knew full well about the North Winds. She recalled the many spirits of the North Winds being the very reason Eros (Aka. Greek Cupid) met his wife. She also remembered that Boreas, the god of the North Winds could manifest his servents into physical beings that could interact the same as any other living person. But as an...invisible human. That's what she called them anyway. She lightly gasped when she was picked up and sat in a seat she couldn't even see. But she didn't need to see it to feel its comfort.

"Now, please strap on your seat belt and keep all hands, legs, and heads inside at all times. In the event where something might happen including injury, the loss of or any damage to personal possessions, sickness, diseases, or even death we will not be held responsible."
Aliviyah wasn't all that concerned with the possibility of death. Who could worry about dying when you're about to go on a ride that people could only dream of experiencing once every few centuries! In a matter of seconds, she had been blasted off through the clouds.
As much as she wanted to treat the trip like a rollercoaster ride, it was over in the blink of an eye and the spirit was nowhere to be seen. Her comfy seat was gone as well which she could have almost cried over. But then she heard the voice again. "Thank you once again for using North Wind Air! Continue straight ahead and you shall reach your destination." Aliviyah almost immediately followed the spirit's instructions, failing to catch the rest of its words.

She saw someone. And once she set her sights on them, there was no escaping.

She took no time to really register the stranger's features but they had looked to be heading the same way she was directed to. She took off, running through the field to catch up to the other person before she felt confident enough to take a leap of faith. literally. She launched into the air and securely latched onto the back of a male who looked to be of the same age, if not older but not by much. Aliviyah didn't know what she expected him to be exactly but then again, she didn't really care to think about it.

"Oh what's up! The name's Aliviyah, what's your name-" She then gasped, "Are you a demigod- OR A GOD?!" She paused then shook her head, dismissing the thought of this already boring person being a god. "Nah..You can't be one.....Right?" Just as she really started to think about it, she caught sight of ANOTHER person and she practically exploded on the inside. Very swiftly, she jumped off the male and landed in front of him, immediately hitting the ground running. Though she was in a hurry to get away, she at least had the decency to say goodbye. "Oh sorry, niceconversationbutIgottago byeee!" Her words ran together as she sprinted to catch up to her next victim.
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Chloe Yara McConnell
❅Full Name❅
Chloe Yara McConnell
❅Nickname(s)❅
Clo, Katie, and Star
❅Age❅
20
❅Birthday❅
October 19th
❅Gender❅
Cisgender Female
❅Pronouns❅
She/Her
❅Sexuality❅
Pansexual
❅Nationality/Race/Ethnicity❅
Irish American {Human}
❅Mannerisms❅
Often stutters when either embarrassed or confused, runs a hand through her hair when she's thinking, and tends to talk faster when she's excited
❅Occupation❅
Sketch Artist
❅Known Languages❅
Polish, Greek, English, Spanish, and ASL
❅Education❅
University {Second year of Fashion Merchandising Major}

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❅Personality❅
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Chloe is difficult to really understand because she seems so contradictory on the surface. She's simultaneously extroverted and introverted, strategic and spontaneous, focused and intuitive. This variability makes it difficult to pin down her true character. She is an entire constellation of personalities. For the most part, Chloe is different depending on who she's around.
This is because Chloe values empathy. She is receptive. She can be other people's mirrors. Because of this, Chloe has strong opinions about other people but takes a long time to understand herself.
She wants to be admired not for her talents but for her charm. She wants to be seen as the responsible figure who can balance out the turbulent elements around her. She feels an intense amount of guilt and shame when she's unhappy as well because she knows that her unhappiness affects everyone around her.​
❅Fears❅
Chloe is afraid of being alone. A fear of being disconnected from the collective is part of her primal psychological makeup. Chloe is afraid of the unknown. She's afraid of her own secrets. She is capable of organizing her life with such a complex structure that she'll rarely face truly unknown situations.

She fears that she will live her life in a constant state of fear. She fears that fear will constantly dictate her behavior. That fear will cripple her ability to be happy. That fear will prevent her from achieving her goals. She's afraid that this fear will accumulate into an insurmountable obstacle. She's risk-averse and would prefer to die of a broken heart than of boredom.​
❅Likes❅
Artistic/Crafty Things
Honesty
Catchy Songs
Fairly Adventurous People
❅Dislikes❅
Cringy Flirting
Unnecessarily Rude Comments
Rain Storms
Bland Colors {Tan, Beige, Vanilla}

Chloe's problem isn't boredom. Her problem is monotony. She despises any repetitive action. She hates being stuck in the same old patterns that other people seem to get stuck in. Chloe craves variety and adventure and she can be immensely resourceful at finding ways to be challenged, amused, and inspired.
Chloe is a compassionate and empathetic person. She's willing to go out of her way to help others. Though she dislikes conflict and will do whatever it takes to avoid confrontations. These traits leads her to be often manipulated by others. Chloe also has a tendency to be indecisive. She's so concerned about other people's feelings that she lets other people make decisions for her.
Chloe puts a lot of weight on the opinions of others. Although she's secretly terrified of negative judgment, she has a hard time avoiding the spotlight. Chloe needs to be noticed in order to feel validated.
What she needs to discover is that positivity is its own kind of delusion. Chloe is bound by the limitations of her body and mind. She's contained within the boundaries of what her five senses tell her. She's able to understand the flavor of the world, but not the color. Chloe's not able to interpret the underlying micro-signals that others can. The dark abyss of the unknown is a terrifying place for her, which is why she has to pretend that she knows everything. Chloe projects an air of omniscience. But in truth, she has no idea what she is talking about.​

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❅Appearance❅
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❅Height❅

5'7ft
❅Weight❅
136lbs
❅Hair❅
Her hair is naturally a soft bubblegum pink and flows down to her lower back in straight strands. Easy to work with though, she often styles her hair rather it be by curling, crimping, braiding, straight-up cutting, or even just brushing it a different way. Her hair is her form of expression so you won't find her with the same style two days in a row. She's not easily offended by it but is far too used to being asked about her 'dying her hair' even though it's a natural color. It's gotten to the point where she'll pretend that she does dye it just to avoid the long discussion.
❅Eyes❅
Hot Pink. When she's frustrated, they sometimes seem to even glow. Just like her hair, her eye color is natural but she refuses to admit that she's wearing colored contacts. Chloe is far too proud of the naturally bold feature that is her eyes to do that.
❅Build❅
Near exact classic hourglass figure
❅Body Modifications❅
She has two piercings in each ear and is often seen wearing earrings {Mostly because she forgets to take them out}
❅Aesthetic❅
A kind of mix between soft-girl and cyberpunk
❅Extra❅
Chloe almost never gets her nails painted as they often get in the way of work once they're done and the only makeup she'll ever wear is lipstick. Everything else is nothing but natural.
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Chloe had been in a nearby building, her back against the wall as she held a young girl close to her. Someone had gotten too curious about the things that she does and the person she said she was. Chole could usually pass for a normal human especially since her power hadn't been and to her knowledge couldn't be even if she tried, be used for violence. It was a pretty good thing because it made it a lot easier for her to do what she always has done. Help those who need it most.

That morning she had found a young mutant girl, seeming to be around six being carried away by law enforcers so like always, she jumped into action. But unfortunately, when trying to hide the girl she was spotted. She was sure she would be caught, beaten, and detained when suddenly she felt a burst of emotions. All at the same time, a loud noise could be heard just a few blocks down so the man looked back and ran out of the building to investigate. Chole felt overwhelmed as feelings of fear, confusion, and slight anger filled her and replaced her own emotions. She picked the girl up and ran out after she was sure that the man had gone away. She needed to figure out what happened. Once she arrived at the scene there had been officers surrounding the area and by the looks of it, what remained of a protest that had taken place. Though if they were going to continue was unclear to her.

She then turned her attention back to the officers walking around with guns and other various weapons hung menacingly at their waists. Then she remembered the child she'd had basically put up for display. Chole quickly sprinted away and the farther she got the more the feelings of others had faded from her mind. She held the young female tightly as she went so that she wouldn't fall but suddenly came to a stop when she looked down an alleyway, seeming a bit curious of the person who had been in it alone. Seems like he was talking to himself too. She was a bit hesitant but she put the girl down.
"Please...stay here until I come back and try to stay quiet 'kay?"
She told her as she knelt to her height. The girl nodded and pressed her back against the brick wall and she didn't dare make a single sound as she did so.

Chole then slowly made her way towards him while, of course, staying cautious. She had no idea what to expect from him and while she wouldn't have cared if she was by herself- She wasn't. This could put her and the girl she had been trying to protect at risk of being found. That alone would cause them nothing but trouble but her curiosity only grew. She couldn't just ignore it. She stopped a few feet away from him and called out in a soft and calm voice, "You alright here? Sorry if I'm disturbing something here- But people being in alleyways like this isn't something you see every day." She slightly tilted her head as she looked at him and took in everything she could make out about his appearance, still unsure of what to make of him.

 
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