Character(s) Data's OC Compendium

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Hello all! I'm going to be using this thread to post some oc's that i've made in the past! I have quite a few so not sure how many I will post, so I will start with the ones I like the most! I tend to use google docs so it might take me a while to convert them all, so I hope I can get at least two of my most favorite out tonight and more as time permits.

I hope you all enjoy!

 

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(The only canon character I like to play) (Image by the amazing Ivan Vilmant, found on ArtStation)

Deidre Ademeyn
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Nationality: Caingornese
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Class: Princess, Daughter of the Black Sun
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 150
Build: Athletic
Languages: Common Speech, Elder Speech
Family: Merwin Ademeyn(Brother), Eskel(Father by law of surprise)
Affiliations: Caingorn(previously), Kaer Morhen(loosely)​

Personality: Deidre is unpredictable. Having lived most of her life scorned or unwanted, she doesn't expect much, if anything, from anyone and is often times left bitter and angry with that revelation in mind. With her wild upbringing it should come of no surprise that she is rather wild herself, lashing out when she feels insecure rather than trying to work it out in a logical manner. It is entirely possible that underneath her exterior Deidre could learn to care for certain people, but that would take a decent amount of trust on both hers and others parts. At times she regrets the responses she gets in return for her cold demeanor, realizing that it can be her own fault for pushing people away. That being said, Deidre was born a princess and was once raised as one, meaning that manners and etiquette are buried in there somewhere.

Beann'shie(Banshee) and D'yaebl(Devil): Her two wolf friends who she considers to be better than most people. They saved her life early on when she was alone and lost in the woods for the very first time, accepted her into their small pack and have followed her ever since. Despite her affinity for all wolves and dogs, these two have held the longest and most treasured companionship.

General Appearance: Short blonde hair, brown eyes, fair skin. Deidre is slim and slightly taller than average for a girl her age. She wears clothing that is easy to move in while being durable and difficult to spot in the harsh wilderness. Her face is sharp, strong but elegant, rather pretty when she isn't in a near constant state of disarray.

Notable Markings: She has no real notable bodily markings, but is known to always carry a silver brooch with the symbol of a wolves head on her clothing.

Likes: As a free spirit, Deidre loves the wilderness and all that comes with it. Freedom, the wind, the early morning dew. She loves to run with the wolves, watch them hunt and even join in. The companionship the beasts show her is treasured and most times she prefers their company to that of civilization.

Dislikes: Deidre has an innate dislike for Sorcerers and Sorceresses, finding that many of them can not be trusted and has therefore adopted a mentality of hating them on sight until they can(somehow) prove themselves. Also because of this, she prefers to stay out of cities that have a large presence with the Lodge such as capital cities.

Habits: As wild as Deidre is, she has an obsession with keeping herself clean. She doesn't mind the blood, sweat and dirt in the heat of the moment, but after the moment has come and gone she is itching to rid herself of grime, but often times finding herself being forced to deal with her appearance. A small remainder from her previous more charmed life. Despite Deidre's inability to truly interact with magic, she also has an interest in understanding it from a distant point of view. Seeing as how she had a decent upbringing, for the most part, she can read and likes to use that skill to search through books of strange and whimsical magics.

Flaws: Her greatest flaw is that she sees the worst in everyone, they can be the kindest person in the world and she would doubt them and try to refuse their help to her own detriment. She only believes and relies on herself and her wolf companions, leaving her alone and vulnerable in a world where that is the last place you want to be. The only real exception to this is that her belief that her destiny is bound to Eskel gives him certain privileges where she is willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. On the flip side of this however, she will adamantly refuse help in any form by any witch, sorcerer or other magical person.

Fears: Being trapped or captured, forced to live a life locked inside a tower, or stuck in a lab and experimented on. Taking the chance to trust someone only for them to turn around and break it also places very high on her list of fears.

Combat Proficiency: Deidre is a decent swordswoman by necessity alone. In a world where she and those women like her are hunted by men and sorcerers alike, one needs to have a certain capability of defending oneself. That being said, she is far from a master at the skill and oftentimes resorts to reckless abandon to surprise or overwhelm her foe with a ferocity most often found in wild animals.

Magic Proficiency: While perhaps not truly a magical property, Deidre has an unusual trait where wolves and dogs find her to be kindred. She seems to be able to communicate and control them as if they were familiars and is never in danger of facing their ire. However her true magical ability lies in the absence of magic. It does not work on or near her, be it Witcher signs or spells from sorceresses. Lingering magical effects have also been said to be dispelled in her presence, but does not seem to extend to most magical potions.

Backstory(the abridged for now as the long version is really long): Deidre was the first born of the King and Queen of Caingorn, birthed under the 'curse of the black sun'. For several years those words meant nothing to the child as she lived a privileged life of a Princess of a kingdom that honored the line of succession by birth order. It wasn't until the nightmares began that marked those cursed that her life really started to take a turn for the worse. The nightly terrors got so extreme that the Princesses parents reached out to a supposed oneiromancer, a diviner of dreams, to make sense of her suffering. He had been an old, weak and feeble man, trusted to be left alone with the princess while he enacted his sorcery. This however had proven to be a grave mistake as the man was the worst kind of predator. Assaulting the girl and making off with several valuables, he left her abused and alone as the King refused to believe the story.

Not being able to believe the way in which she was treated by her own family, Deidre fled into the woods angry and scorned. Barely 12 years of age and already she found herself alone in the world, betrayed and not for the last time. Nearly three days had passed of the young rogue Princess wandering the woods, starving and sickly from exposure to the elements, twigs in her hair and clothing caked in mud. She had completely forgotten the way back home and lost faith that she would ever again find civilization. It was only when she had believed that nothing could possibly get worse that the wolves showed up. Deidre had never been exposed to these large dog-like beasts before, never had to stare down their yellow eyes as they watch on from behind bushes, never had she been surrounded and hunted. The girl had heard stories of course of the monstrous animals tearing apart young Princesses that wandered off too far without her escort, cautionary tales to keep her safe as a child. This made her wholly unprepared for when the giants approached, but not angry and snarling, they came to her showing signs of what could only be curiosity.

The rest of that night had come and gone in a blur, perhaps one day she could stop and focus enough on the details if it suited her but for now it did not. Since that night Deidre had gained a new family, a pack. For a while she was raised as what could really amount to be a wildling, stealing from villages, hunting with the pack, but keeping her teachings from a better time close to heart. She had several run ins with mages looking to harm her but always came out alright, but this drove a deep seated hatred in her heart for anyone that belonged to the Lodge of Sorceresses. The one comfort that kept her going in these hard times was the story her father told her about a Witcher that would have claimed her by law of surprise, but left her to her family. Maybe it was some form of magic, but if she thought of him she always knew where he was. A beacon she could run to if she found herself truly lost.

 

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Shadowzone (Shadow)
Age: Young-Moderate
Gender: Femme
Affiliation: Decepticon
Height: 25 feet
Weight: Light
Alt Mode: Cybertronian Jet(below)
Species: Cybertronian, Seeker
Morality: Chaotic Neutral
Sexuality: Demisexual
Speciality/Occupation: Spy/Infiltrator
Theme: Sinematic
Voice Claim: Project Vayne​

Arsenal & Kit

• Outlier: Her namesake. The shadowzone. It is an alternate dimension that takes her out of the common dimension and into a near colorless and bleak parallel. There she can see and hear everything that happens in the dimension she came from but not be seen or heard, and can not interact directly with anything electrical. That includes but is not limited too keypads or electrical doors(which most would be in a Cybertronian structure), even energy jail bars. This is due to her or any others in her dimension interrupting energy flow when they enter a live circuit. Therefore even gun shots become unstable and pass right through. Most solid objects are also solid in the alternate dimension save for living beings due to some currently unknown effect. She assumes it has something to do with the energy of one's spark/soul. Additionally most forms of electrical equipment do not work because of said interference.
• Visor: Shadowzone's visor is easily the most advanced part of any of her tech. A 'gift' from her former senatorial employer, this visor was incredibly expensive and well rounded in the form of applications. It has magnification qualities allowing her to see in great detail much farther than others, automatic darkening in the event she uses a flash bang, multi-spectral vision, stats readouts, heads up display, targeting assistance, on-board cyberweb access, self healing properties in the event of it being damaged due to unique crystal make up, and recording software. The visor is hardwired into her processor and can't be removed without killing her.
• Quantum Entanglement Communications: Another one of her 'gifts' was the inclusion of a quantum entanglement net. One communicator is hardwired into her helm along with her visor and the partner piece to go with it is free for her to give to whomever she wishes. This communicator can only speak with its mate but is on a different level than other forms of communication. The quantum net is able to cut through almost any form of resistance or interference, including her dimension. Currently is in possession of: Herself.
• Flash Bang: Despite her immense hate for bombs and explosives of any kind, Shadowzone does have access to a few flash bang grenades that are only used in the most desperate of situations as she would rather not lower herself to use them.
• Electron Gun: The electron gun is basically a glorified long ranged taser. It does no real considerable damage and only really exists to cause pain and momentarily stun anyone without enough willpower to push through it and endure. If fired at the helm it could potentially cause a temporary short circuit or if used on very small mech could fry some systems. An average bot will only be superficially wounded.
• Daggers: Retractable daggers that come from her wrist sheathes. Nothing is special about them, just regular short and sharp blades meant for piercing energon lines in the joints rather than slashing through armor. Due to her lack of strength or size she does not often use these weapons.
• Interface Cables: Wires that can be retracted from her wrists to interface with most computers in order to begin a hack or to copy data.

Strengths

• Speed and Agility: This is one of her greatest strengths as her small size does not allow for hard hitting attacks. Her best bet is so avoid what she can and attempt to cause the other bot to hurt himself in the process of trying to hurt her.
• Dimension: In addition to her speed her phase shifting ability often times is able to get her out of combat situations with little to no damage at the cost of being unable to dish it out herself.
• Intel: As a spy Shadowzone often times has had access to information that would otherwise be hard to obtain. This can be known weaknesses of an enemy unit or even recorded fears that can be taken advantage of. She tries to remember all that she can in the event that it can one day be used again.
• Stealth: With her light frame and training in spy and stealth work, Shadowzone is able to traverse most areas with little to no detection due to her ability to walk silently, phase and fly under the radar due to her stealth jet alt mode.
• Team work: She's a good team player, always willing to follow orders and hand over the lead when a good leader is in sight. Might call out stupid ideas but is willing to follow through in the event that it is not a fight that will get everyone killed.

Weaknesses

• Strength: She's small and lithe, not meant for combat and more geared for speed and stealth. There are very few bots she could take in hand to hand combat without getting severely damaged as a result.
• Luck: Shadowzone has proven to be incredibly unlucky at times. More often than not she finds herself in situations that even hardened soldiers would be loathe to be apart of. Such as an incident with a predacon that ruined the entire species for her.
• No filter: Never knowing when to stop, Shadowzone often says more than she needs to in various ways. Be it taunting or pressing an issue she feels needs to be expended on, or even finding herself to be slightly more flirty than she really intends just due to her way of speech. It is quite possible that is what landed her in various forms of trouble so far.
• Attitude: Sassiness often does not go over well in an army of mechs with easily wounded pride and egos. The front that she projects is often times hard to deal with and slightly hostile in the event that she is unwilling to deal with any more attitude that is given to her by others.

Alt Mode
Rapid Response Stealth Fighter and Electronic Warfare Space Unit

• Stealth armor: Like most stealth based jets, her alt mode is shaped and made out of materials that glide through radar pulses and send back very minimal traceable feedback.
• Radar and Communications Jamming: Equipped with jammers, jets like herself are able to all but stop outgoing and incoming communications in a given near by area. Mostly a deception tactic but can be used in combination with someone of more destructive power to give said ally more time to wipe out a base before reinforcements can be called in.
• Air to Ground: Her seeker mode is equipped with four air to ground missiles that are hardly ever used but are available if need be.
• Faster than Sound: Just about every seeker in existence is able to break the sound barrier with little effort, some still more easily than others. Shadow's secondary attribute in jet mode is her speed and is able to reach that point faster than many though not all. Her first being stealth.
• Space and Air Flight: It goes without needing to be said that all seekers are able to achieve flight in both space and in the atmosphere. But in the case that it does, it is being said here.

(Image by Marc J. Goliszek on ArtStation)​

Appearance

(Art done by Me)​

Personality

• Sardonic: Something of a mix between sassy and sarcastic. Often times she heads off conflict with underhanded humor in an attempt to lighten the mood. This has been known to backfire and get her in trouble with various sources due to their own lack of understanding good comedy.
• Pragmatic: Despite her air head like attitude at times, Shadowzone is rather effective at looking at a situation in a logical manner. When presented with a battle or argument in need of resolution, she often tries to tackle it with facts and workable ideas.
• Loyal: In recent days this has been less obvious due to a major betrayal in the faction and her own reaction to how it had to be dealt with. Yet in regular situations she was as loyal as any mech or femme could be. She believes in the cause, its goals and its path to get there and will fight to maintain it given that the leader she follows is worthy of such loyalty.
• Paranoid: This used to be a less obvious trait but with her past as a spy and more recent developments, Shadow find that its is much harder than before to trust people's word or the fact that they aren't out to hurt her.
• Vain: Many seekers are vain, this shouldn't come as a surprise. She doesn't like to be dirty or have severely tarnished armor. If sullied she prefers to wash off as soon and possible and may get irritated if she can not.
• Gregarious: Even though she's hard to get used to, she is very friendly once she is. She enjoys making light hearted jokes and talking in casual settings and just being nice without having to keep her guard up. Once she makes a friend she tends to get very attached.
• Manipulative: It comes with the field. People in her position often times have to manipulate people into helping them get what they want and she is no different. Sometimes this might even extend to her friends if she believes that they have the ability to do something she can not. For whatever reason she has a hard time simply asking for the help.
• Playful: She's lighthearted when she has the chance to be and when with people she trusts or in places that are strictly non combat zones. She teases and flirts and plays little games with receptive people.
• Supporting: Or rather she likes to be. She hates being in the forefront and having attention placed on her, she would rather help someone else achieve their goals while the spotlight is fixed squarely on them. Rarely does she have any real ulterior motive.
• Submissive: Obedient and meak. Accommodating and passive. Anyone that proves to have a domineering personality is someone that she is most comfortable being around provided they are not exceptionally cruel. She loves to follow orders and to have someone that gives her direction when she otherwise feels lost. This is true to many of her relationships be it professional or romantic, she doesn't want to be in control or to decide the next move.
• Defensive: Don't tell her she's messed up or she will most likely bristle and try to push the blame on someone or something else. Hates taking blame or admitting that she is in the wrong. If a failure is met in the field she puts it to bad intelligence or unpredictable factors, and when she does fail she takes it very hard and internalizes the blame so only she knows how she feels about it.

Lore
Shadowzone was born in Vos to her carrier, Zephyr, and presumably a sire whom she had never met. Her early life was as turbulent as the rest of it, seeing as how her carrier had been apart of a forbidden cult that worshiped Liege Maximo despite the Senate's laws. Even to this day she does not understand why anyone would openly or willingly worship a god of deception. In the end it caught up to her. Barely out of sparklinghood and into her youngling stage, the cult church that her carrier had been a part of was raided and the people were executed on site for their crimes. Luckily for Shadowzone she had been considered too young to convert and had not been there to begin with having instead been left in a daycare, yet that only left her in a precarious position; Being an orphan in a world that does not care for those that are not considered useful.

For several years Shadowzone had lived in an Orphanage. Despite being the prime age for adoption, few truly considered her due to the stigma that her carrier had passed down. It wasn't until a few years later when she reached the age equivalent of a preteen did her outlier power finally present itself. It caused a stir in her guardians when one day she had simply blinked out of existence only to return moments later looking rather shook. This was not the first case of outliers however and the wardens already knew how to confront it. The Jhiaxian Academy of Advanced Technology was called, but never reached. Instead the senator that had been in charge of the cults raid had heard word of her emergence and decided to take her in under his own supervision.

After several tests of her ability the Senator decided that she was exactly what he needed for the position he was trying to fill. He was the head of covert operations working against retaliation towards the Senate, and she was perfect to fill the bill of one of their agents. Therefore she was less a daughter and more an asset to be used in the pursuit of his goals. Over time and into her adulthood she learned how to be his idea of a perfect spy. Apparently this was a practice more common than one would think as other notable figures would experience similar treatment in various different ways.

Thus she became something of a pet project. Due to her being tied to his name he could not afford for her to look or act subpar. To combat that eventuality he began to order her under lessons; How to act like a 'proper' femme, such as being polite, delicate and gracious. She was taught to be a perfect host and desirable mate(granted he would never allow that of her). Once her attitude had come under control and she no longer acted like anything but proper royalty, he began to see to her appearance and the gear that she would need to carry out her missions. Now coated in rich pigments and adorned with spikes of gold, she would be outfitted with her visor and quantum entanglement net that he held the pair to.

He made it clear that these were not gifts to her more than they were an investment that he made for himself. Seekers are vain and he was loathe to look bad should she ever fail or be anything less than perfectly well mannered. So began the rocky relationship that would unfold here on out. Behind closed doors he was abusive in more ways than one; Mentally, emotionally, physically, you name it. But because of her lack of having anything else or knowing any differently, she simply accepted this fate and did her best to move forward in her life that was in service of his. Some days were harder than others when he became more bold leaving her feeling more trapped in this situation were not even her body was her own.

Eventually after years of service came the day that would forever change her view on Vos and Cybertron as a whole. Greed permeated the Senate, a fact that seemingly all had known before her. The Vosian Senate had seen fit to bomb the neighboring state of Tarn due to their own growing profligacy of energon. Their plan of attack would be felt for years to come.

Bombs were snuck into the Tarnian power plant by several saboteurs and a couple gladiators for some unknown to her reason. Shadowzone had been one of the 'lucky' few to collaborate on the mission and take part in the setting of said explosives. To no one's great surprise, one of the gladiators was caught and the mission began a downward spiral into failure. Out of desperation her Senatorial sponsor saw fit to remotely detonate the bombs and destroy the plant with everyone still inside. Due to her outlier ability she was able to avoid the destruction, and despite his best efforts to hide their involvement, Vos was still found out. The war between Vos and Tarn started and she was left with an intense hatred of anything explosive be it full scale bombs, missiles, or grenades.

Not long after came the fall of Vos and everything she knew. Tarn and the seeker city state bombed each other into submission which lead to the rise of the Decepticon faction and Starscream lending his seeker forces to the new faction. All now belonged to Megatron, but she had one final bit of business. She had to know what happened.

Returning to the tower in which she was raised into the femme she is today, Shadowzone went in search of her employer and abuser. Finding him dead among the rubble with his assistants was jarring and painful, a step that she had not been prepared to take as life without him seemed impossible. What was left for her to do without his guidance? It was only then that the Decepticon faction appealed as a form of something of which to focus her attention. Grabbing the pair to the quantum net, she officially left her old life behind.