This is the ππππππππππππππππ ππππππππ, a place where I archive info-dumps about my multi-fandom OCs.
This thread will be full of lengthy character sheets, although for now it will be a WIP-filled ghost town.
OC LIST
Upcoming fandoms for OCs are as follows: ( OCs mentioned below have their form finished and are posted in this thread )
Avatar film series (David Cameron)
Avatar: The Last Airbender (tv series)
Harry Potter (films only, as I'm currently reading the second book)
House of the Dragon (tv series)
How To Train Your Dragon (films)
My Hero Academia (Anime)
Spy x Family (Anime)
The Apothecary Diaries (Anime)
The Hobbit (films)
The Lord of the Rings (film trilogy)
The Selection series (books)
3. Ann Tasker
Wednesday (tv series)
Upcoming non-fandom periods and themes for my Ocs are as follows:
Medieval fantasy
Medieval
Regency
Modern
Ide O'Rinn
Jackson Turnbull
(To avoid confusion, the fandoms are in alphabetic order, however the forms won't be posted in alphabetic order. This is to save me having to go through the hassle of re-arranging my finished forms if I come up with new OC in a few months time in, for example, the Avatar fandom.)
Place of birth: Kilfinane town, County Limerick, the Republic of Ireland
Age: 25-30~ (Depends)
Gender: Cis female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Ethnicity: Irish traveller (also known as an lucht siΓΊil (βthe walking peopleβ) in Irish)
Nationality: Irish and American
Education: Primary and secondary school, and a two year college degree in fashion design
Occupation: Γde works as a shopkeeper and seamstress in her great-aunt Agatha Moran's haberdashery and styling services shop called Buttons and Bobbins.
Residence: Γde both lives and works in Buttons & Bobbins in St. John's, Newfoundland with her Aunt Agatha. The building is a narrow yet tall thing, tucked away in a little alleyway, and some pass it without knowing β not seeing the little sign on the high street.
Old Cellar (underground): Auntie has long had her bedroom in the old cellar. Auntie has the fridge in her bedroom, thanks to the absurdity of this building's layout, and that's a bonus in her opinion.
Ground floor: A labyrinth of shelves full of second-hand fabrics repurposed from reused clothes unable to be taken into charity shops, and unique, Γde-made clothes from thrifted clothes and ribbons, buttons, needles, bobbins, etc. Tucked away here, behind a little locked door, is the kitchen-come-living-room, with its own little window looking out into a small back garden of Aunt Agatha's cheeky garden gnomes and Γde's struggling vegetable patch.
First floor: The labyrinth of shelves continues up a curving, wooden staircase and into a tighter room that has a lockable door to its entrance. Once the door opens, two fitting cubicles meet your eyes, along with a little dais (for customers getting fitted or measured for clothes) with three full length mirrors of different fashions blocking the window's view. A little desk and chair is tucked to the side, along with a rail of half-made and finished clothes behind it. A folder of dimension notes, nagging ideas, and shopping lists sits on the desk, along with a chugging sewing machine and a pair of glasses. It's here that the customers can request a garment, have Γde take their dimensions, and, after a fortnight or two, have a fitting before taking the garment.
Second floor: It seems that the higher you go, the more crazed the layout of the shop gets. It seemed so reserved and neat on the outside. Here, the level stretches out backwards in the direction of the cramped back garden, making the single room of the second floor an extra foot in length. This extra space also allows it to have a nook to place a customer's toilet and washbasin. It's here that sewing machines are stored to be sold, and other purchases that are more expensive than the items sold on the ground floor.
Third floor (Attic): The most cramped of the levels despite only being one room β with its lower ceiling and a wall of boxes along the north and south side of the room, around Γde's personal belongings. It used to simply be a storage room β used for items her aunt hasn't gotten around to sell, old belongings, and past regrets β until Γde came along from Kilfinane. The attic is a simple bedroom-come-storage room now, with an old, thin wardrobe, a creaking, metal-framed bed with a patchwork quilt, a little bookshelf nailed to the far wall, and a chest of drawers all jumbled amongst the clutter of sealed and labelled boxes. The attic isn't terrible conditions in winter, only in summer, when the heat rises from the bottom of the building to it's very top, and Γde has to relocate for that season to sleeping on the camp bed on the kitchen's floor.
PSYCHOLOGICAL
Personality: Γde is a striking mix of poise, wit, and quiet defiance. She carries herself with a forced elegance that seems effortless to unassuming eyes, yet her mind is always working β analysing, planning, creating. To strangers Γde appears reserved or even aloof thanks to her serious demeanour, lengthy vocabulary, and carefully measured words. However, those who spend time with her will discover that she is someone with a deep sense of empathy with a lack of knowing how to outwardly express it to those who are not used to her ways. Γde tends to keep her own struggles private, preferring to handle problems by herself than burden others. She sees beauty in the overlooked β from scraps of fabric that she turns into something exquisite, to the house spider living in the attic that she collects flies for.
Hobbies: The Roaring Twenties and it's fashion history, embroidery, scrapbooking, reading historical detective fiction, basketball, building her antique broach collection
Skills: She has moderate first aid knowledge due to her job needing that skill, is fluent in Irish sign language and is learning American sign language, has good deductive skills from her love of reading detective fiction, clothes making, and identifying birds (a skill passed down from her father)
Likes: Fashion design, make-up, playing solitaire on her phone, "creepy crawlies", karaoke bars, collecting knickknacks from charity shops, theatre performances, and trying to out-nice her petty neighbours.
Dislikes: Liars and fake people, being late to anything, flower bouquets ("Why not just gift a potted flower?"), neon colours, loud environments, and babies (she doesn't know how to relate to them).
PHYSICAL
In her wig and preferred daily fashion of the 20's:
Out of her wig and in non-historical fashion (very rare and only seen unless she's caught at 3am or is ill):
(Note that Γde has alopecia areata and will have large patches of hair loss on scalp)
Appearance: Γde has a tall, slim build and yet also carries a wiry strength to her, standing at 6β2β (6β4β in her 20's heels). Her skin is pale with a cool undertone. She wears a dark brown wig styled in a short, 1920s finger-waved bob to match her antique aesthetic. She is meticulous about keeping her wig perfect. Itβs more costly than her entire hand-made wardrobe and thrifted accessories.
Her face is androgynous, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and an aquiline nose. Her eyes are deep-set and a cold grey-blue. Underneath her wig she has her patchy hair from her alopecia areata, which she keeps short for practicality and cleanliness. Her teeth are clean, sharp and crooked β not enough to cause a speech impediment, but enough to make Γde grow up self-conscious of her natural "fangs".
Γde has her earlobes pierced and has a half-finished, faded stick and poke tattoo from her 18th birthday as a tramp stamp. She has three woodcut tattoos, all from her years spent living in St. John's.
Her first tattoo is of intertwined snowdrops. It is on the inside of her upper forearm, facing her. Snowdrops was her mother's favourite flower.
A significant quote from Macbeth, split into "fair is foul" and "foul is fair" curved on top and below her right knee.
A jackdaw on a branch on her left upper arm.
Style: Γdeβs wardrobe is rooted in 1920s-inspired silhouettes β clean lines, dropped waists, and muted colour palettes (mainly light blues and creams). She leans toward practicality and always tailors them with her own hands. Accessories are subtle but meaningful β a scarf with hand-stitched details, or woollen gloves sheβs repaired herself. Her favourite hat is her blue cloche hat, fitted with a thrifted butterfly brooch.
When in the comfort of her own home and with no one seeing her but her aunt, Γde doesnβt wear her wig but (if itβs cold, which it often is in their home) a beanie.
Some examples of her owned dresses:
Her winter coat:
Her two semi-formal outfits that she wears to important events:
(Γde hasn't got the money spare in her life at St. John's to afford either handmaking or buying style like this, however this is the vibe if ever she's in a situation in a roleplay in where she could somehow afford it. (E.g. She's gifted an outfit by her love interest)
TBD
RELATIONSHIPS
Family:
Γdeβs mother passed away when Γde was just three years old, leaving behind little more than a few belongings and a single photograph β the one Γde keeps blue-tacked to her bedroom wall. The photograph is worn and curling at the edges, but to Γde, it is one of her most precious possessions. Eithne is smiling in the picture, her hair pinned back with a scarf, and though Γde doesnβt consciously remember her motherβs face, she has memorized every detail in the photo. Eithne looks like Γdeβs twin now that Γde is a year off being the age she is captured being in the photo.
Because Γde never had the chance to know Eithne, their βrelationshipβ is more of an imagined one β a conversation Γde has with a ghost. She often wonders whether her mother would be proud of her poor life choices. When things get difficult, Γde sometimes catches herself speaking quietly to the photograph, asking it for advice, even though she tells herself afterwards that she's being childish and that she knows no answer will come.
Ciar was born deaf in a small Irish village where he worked as a painter. Though life was not always easy Ciar made himself a grounding presence for Γde and her elder sister, LΓadan. His hands were rarely still β when not signing to his daughters, they were sketching, sculpting, or painting. He had an artistβs soul and a deep appreciation for the beauty of everyday life, even if his own work rarely left the walls of their small home.
He was patient and kind, with a dry sense of humour. He taught Γde from an early age that communication was beyond words β it was attention, empathy, and presence. Growing up as the only hearing person in their little family, Γde was his and LΓadan's translator from a young age.
Ciarβs dream was always to leave behind something beautiful β a painting that might outlive him β but when he passed away from misdiagnosed sepsis Γde buried him with his favourite painting, dishonouring his wish to be remembered through his art. His grave lies beside Eithneβs in the quiet fields of Adare, marked by a simple stone and wildflowers their children planted before Γde left Ireland.
His death left Γde with a hollow ache she still carries. He had been her safe place, and her cheerleader, encouraging her creativity. Three months after his funeral, unable to bear the family caravanβs silence, Γde accepted her Aunt Agatha's asking for an aid in Button's and Bobbins and left Ireland β a choice that still feels bittersweet.
LΓadan is Γdeβs elder sister by three years and, for most of Γdeβs childhood, was her closest companion and protector. Like their father, LΓadan was born deaf, and Γde grew up translating for both of them β a role that made Γde feel responsible for holding their family together. Despite this, their bond was strong.
Everything changed after their fatherβs death. LΓadan, grieving deeply, wanted Γde to stay in Ireland to preserve what little they had left of him β their caravan home and the memory of their father. Γde, overwhelmed by the silence in their home and the weight of loss, accepted Aunt Agatha's call to a βnew lifeβ.
When Γde left, LΓadan saw it as abandonment. In her words: βYou chose Canada over me. Over us.β Since then, their relationship has been strained and distant. Cards pass between them every birthday, Christmas and Easter but they are formal, stilted, more akin to duty than affection. LΓadan has not forgiven Γde for leaving, and Γde has not forgiven herself for doing so β although she believes she could not have survived her emotions if she had stayed.
Despite the bitterness, Γde still loves her sister fiercely and longs to reconcile with her. She keeps the letters LΓadan sends to her, filed away neatly in the attic by date. Deep down, Γde hopes that the life sheβs building β and the money she's been saving up to send back to her sister β will prove that she didnβt leave out of selfishness but her health's necessity.
Auntie Agatha is Γdeβs great-aunt on her maternal grandmotherβs side β a woman of iron resilience and quiet tenderness who took Γde in after her fatherβs death. Although sheβs well into her nineties and her health is beginning to falter, Agatha still carries herself with a no-nonsense outlook. She's the head of Buttons and Bobbins despite what others may think when they see the pair Agatha and her great-niece make. Γde will not do anything about the haberdashery without asking of Agatha's opinion out of respect β even though Agatha has told Γde time and time again to "do it if it's necessary".
Γde worries constantly about Agathaβs health. She notices every cough, every moment when her aunt must sit to catch her breath, and the anxiety of it can suddenly gnaw at her while she is away doing the weekly shop or attending her basketball club. To Γde, Agatha represents a safe solidness β and losing her would feel like losing her entire past.
MISCELLANEOUS
Your grandmother very probably loves her
Γde has to write lists for everything due to how chaotic her work-life is.
She jokingly calls herself a lady while her sharp manners aren't far from it.
Despite Γde's formal personality, she has shown an occasional inclination for punching louts.
Growing up, Γde dreamt of becoming a fashion designer with her own brand. Now she simply wants her remaining family to stay safe.
Agatha Christie is Γde's favourite author, thanks to her 66 novels being set in her beloved roaring 1920's that are within the mystery genre.
She has a mild strawberries allergy (hives and mild swelling if ingested β uncomfortable but not life-threatening if treated quickly).
PLOT IDEAS
Skint shopkeeper x (disguised popular?) / rich person (e.g. celebrity, mili/billionaire, royalty)
Cinderella x Prince(ss) Charming retelling
The reluctant Selected / new royal fashion designer x (crown) prince(ss) [The Selection AU]
Jackson β As a butch woman, she goes by Jackson to further masculinise herself through her preferred name.
Jackie β A nickname that can be reasoned to be from both her birth name, Jaqueline, but also Jackson.
Alias: Jackson Turnbull β 'Turnbull' is an English surname that means "bull-turner"; someone who is strong enough to steer a bull in the correct direction. Jackson uses this alias in the boxing ring to badly hide her legal name.
Date of birth: 12th December 2002
Place of birth: Dust (a fictional small, incorporated town), Texas, U.S.A.
Age: 23
Gender: Cis female
Orientation: Bisexual
Ethnicity: European-American
Nationality: American
Occupation: Bartender for The Tumbleweed (an underground boxer in The Tumbleweed's downstairs ring)
Residence: Jackson lives with her old adopted cat in an old caravan parked in a lay-by. She opens her front door to a concrete field of metal waste. Opposite her lay-by and a five minutes walk down the road, the outskirts of Dust are found, along with The Tumbleweed, where she works.
PSYCHOLOGICAL
Personality: Jackson's personality is best described as a discarded firework yearning for a carelessly dropped, half-smoked cigarette. She is someone who's energy that gets them through life isn't other's laughter or anything of the sweet sort but their own anger. She's brash, with a loud personality to match. She's not one to wait patiently and quietly. It seems that everyone acts too slow for Jackson. Her easily angered, socially-withdrawn nature has lost her many friends but has also gained her a few peculiar ones. To the few promises she makes, Jackson never break them. She is as stubborn as they come β the kind of person who will set out to do whatever nonsense she said she'd do while drunk. Secretly a softie with a truck-load of trauma, anyone trying to get close to Jackson needs the patience of all the saints and any minor gods.
Hobbies: Playing cheap indie horror games (they're always peak), weightlifting, cooking hearty meals, (secretly) crochet, (attempts at) song-writing, spoiling her old cat rotten
Skills: She has strong build and mindset, is always good to have on hand in a fight, can play the guitar (a past hobby), can make a mean crochet scarf, handling spicey food decently well
Adores: Denim on denim, being braless, stormy nights, folk songs, crocs, long walks, nine-banded armadillos, listening to the radio
Detests: Summer, horses (has a deep fear of them that has origins in her childhood), snobbish people, forced smiles (she doesn't smile unless she genuinely feels it), gossip
PHYSICAL
Appearance: Jackson has a tall, chubby-muscular build, with an inverted-triangle body shape, her shoulder's wider than her hips. She stands at 5'10". Her skin has strong tan lines on her neckline, arms and knees from wearing a tank top and 3/4 shorts in the burning hot months. Her hair is a rich brown that falls in thick curls, which she often styles loose and wild. Jackson has two piercings in both of her earlobes, which are always decorated with little stud jewellery.
Tattoos β WIP
Style:
RELATIONSHIPS
Family: WIP
MISCELLANEOUS
WIP
PLOT IDEAS
Skint illegal boxer x secret / disguised billionaire
Skint illegal boxer x secret / disguised celebrity The reluctant selected x (crown) prince(ss) / anti-monarchy rebel / fellow selected Skint illegal boxer x disguised king / queen / prince(ss)
Trigger warning: This transgender OC is set in a dystopian future, so there will be canon-aligned transphobia mentioned in this form, however I do not endorse hate of any kind to trans people.
ANN TASKER
Ann's photograph taken for her Selection application,
dressed in borrowed clothes and earrings.
She was meant to look in the camera lens and smile,
however she didn't know which camera
and she didn't want to smile either.
BASICS
Full name: Ann Joan Tasker
Nickname: Bones β given to her by her old high school friends for her love of palaeontology and archaeology
Date of birth: September 25th 21XX
Place of birth: Unknown due to her being adopted, although it is assumed she was born in Hansport
Age: 20-25
Gender: Transgender female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: European-Illean
Nationality: Illean
Occupation: A jill-of-all-trades in brick-laying, scaffolding, and being a hireable gardener
Residence: Lives in Halifax, Nova Scotia, with her mom and ma in a mass flat
'THE SELECTION' FANDOM CONTEXT
Caste: Seven
Province: Hansport
Reason(s) for entering the Selection: Ann is a woman you would have bet money on that she wasn't going to apply for the Selection, however she did. Not under the general reasons of ballgowns, riches, and happily ever afters, but for the money. It makes her sound greedy, Ann knows, however there is no other way to both climb up Illea's caste system (for Atropos* to have more opportunity to grow) and gain money from it the longer she is there (for her savings towards top surgery, for Ann personally cannot survive on non-medical transitioning alone). Other selected will think her selfish (and treasonous!) if they found out her initial reasons for joining this competition for the prince's hand as a "cash grab" from a "rebel sympathiser".
*Look at 'Political views' for explanation of what Atropos is
Why was she selected by the king?: Ann became a selected due to the king seeing her as the perfect scapegoat if anything went wrong / the selected who can be used and abused for the forced dramatics of the Selection (which are very vital because the Selection is how the royal family hypnotise a new generation of their citizens into liking them) / the only caste seven in the royal palace, let alone this royal love competition.
(Note: Ann's transgender identity very probably isn't known in the Selection application because the king, to put it bluntly, probably didn't realise that either A) any trans women would bother applying or, worst of both scenarios, B) the king doesn't believe that trans people exist, because he's the freaking king of a dystopian nation)
Attitude towards the Selection: She sees the Selection as a means to an end. She's not enamoured by the hoarded wealth of the palace β more like disturbed. At first, Ann does only what she must (e.g. going on dates with the prince, eating at the royal dinner table, sleeping in a suite the size of her living room back home) to continue being in the Selection . . . however, disastrously, she begins to get little flutters in her stomach whenever she makes the prince smile.
Thoughts on the Royal family: Hates them. Next question.
Political views: Ann is anti-caste and anti-monarchy. She believes that monarchical rule is too imbalanced between the powerful and the people people for it to be natural. She's partaken in peaceful protests that have turned sour when police came with guns. Yes, Ann may have been amongst the crowd, her face painted and dressed in baggy, all black clothes to obscure her identity from drones, but she never threw a punch β only getting punched.
Atropos is a monthly pamphlet that is anonymously printed and placed in letterboxes around Halifax by a network of Ann's supporters. Atropos is named after one of the Greek Fates (Moirai), she who determined people's destiny. The name means 'unalterable, inflexible' β which represents Ann's opinions to a T. This pamphlet is non-profit and more awareness based around the severe negatives of the caste system, Illea's royal family, and how democracy is a needed staple in this kingdom.
Public image: At first, Ann is seen as a background character in the romantic competition for the prince. She is quiet, awkward, and revealed to be nerdy in the Women's room thanks to the hidden CCTV (for the Selection TV series the royal family broadcast) when another selected interacts with her. However, with her eccentricities and lack of visual emotion, Ann becomes a niche favourite amongst the Selection fans who feel represented through this Seven from Hansport.
PSYCHOLOGICAL
Personality: Not unfriendly however also privacy-conscious and undiagnosed autistic, reserved in outward expressions of emotions, has adaptable confidence, to upper-caste standards she is impolite in manners, writes lists for everything, quietly rebellious since she was little, highly observant with high street smarts but little educational skill beyond her hobbies or jobs.
Hobbies: Reading (from the local library), palaeontology, archaeology, flowers, knitting, small scale "gardening" (she has two plant pot children . . . And yes, they have names.)
Skills: Photographic memory, her ability to identify dinosaurs and plants, can write (fluently) in Sindarin (often cannot speak it with proper inflection though), knitting her own outfits and "jewellery" (which is a necessity when yarn becomes cheaper than tailored clothing)
Likes: Organisation, dark chocolate, journaling her feelings (and thoughts on next month's Atropos edition) in Sindarin (to nosey people's dismay), dancing (she's neither good nor trained though ), riding her bicycle (named Gringolet, after Sir Gawain's horse)
Dislikes: Hoarders, liars, seafood, horror (she already finds the world enough of a horror story ), having to organise another person's mess, being late / others being late, surprises, being in constricting crowds
PHYSICAL
Goddamn! Her back . . .
Appearance: Ann stands at 5'11 and is slender, with long limbs.
Style: Both outside and inside the Selection, Ann wears knitted clothing she made herself, thrifted, or politely asked the seamstress to make out of thrifted clothes. She is one of the selected who wears her outfits β both casual to formal β in the palace multiple times. She doesn't care about fashion trends. She likes what she likes, and that is enough.
RELATIONSHIPS
Family: WIP
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Extended family: WIP
Pets:
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Love Interest:
If you are wanting to roleplay Maxon (aged up to 20, of course!), feel free to DM me, however if you aren't that's fine too!
If you have a king / prince / noble / guard / fellow rebel or rebel-sympathiser / etc. please message me if interested in Ann! :)
), riding her bicycle (named Gringolet, after Sir Gawain's horse)
), having to organise another person's mess, being late / others being late, surprises, being in constricting crowds
