Character(s) Lilac404's Lady OCS

[Lilac404]

She's one of my first ocs I created getting back to roleplaying :)

Full name: Lucia Phoebe Thorne

Likes collecting flowers, learning new styles of magic (though look where that led her,) the smell of lavender, the stars, exploring new places, writing, etc.

Dislikes rude people, cherries, confined spaces, loud noises, hot/stuffy weather, and her nightmares.

General Appearance: Take a look at picture, she’s a fair skinned ginger with freckles scattered about on her skin.

General Personality ( + and - traits) While she’s known to look on the bright side of things and curiosity gets the best of her, she’s actually very sensitive and at times fearful when things go wrong.

Hobbies: Learning new styles of magic, writing poems, getting her so-called best friend to open up, going for night strolls, daydreaming, and at times contacting spirits.

Occupation: Powerful witches apprentice, now the only witch.

Strengths: Exceptional curiosity, loyal, humble, and her humor.

Weaknesses: slow learner, doesn’t know when to quit, reckless, and admittedly not good at socializing with other strangers either, her so-called bestie is an exception however.

More details/backstory warning dark theme: Lucia Phoebe Thorne is known to be a happy go lucky kind of girl, but beneath the surface she’s fearful and extremely vulnerable. She’s the kind of girl to cry her heart out at the sight of a dead deer or cheesy romance movies where the two never see each other again. She wants to believe in the good of the world, but is conflicted with how people treat her when she they find out she’s a witch's apprentice. While she might have an airy little innocence to herself, she can wreak havoc especially when someone messes with someone she adores/or deeply cares about doing some… Questionable things. When she was younger, she accidentally took the life of a little boy who pulled on her hair and called her names, strangling him in green vines. The event caused others to look at her in fear which hurt her so much, to this day she struggles to talk about it.

 

[Lilac404]

Species: Elf belonging to the Nightshade Clan.

Age/Height/Weight: 22 years old, 5'6'' and 164 lbs.

Gender/Pronouns Female, she/her

General Appearance: Eloise is a pale skinned elf with some say a wicked unnatural shade of green eyes, a scar of "mercy" she had earned by merely questioning her elders once, her hair which has a white almost silver like color to it, and is styled in tradition of her elf clan. Because of her clan, and the role she is now being assigned to at this stage in her life she's tasked with duels with or without weapons, and at times these sessions can last till sunrise to sunset. So, it's safe to say she's light on her feet.

General Personality ( + and - traits) Eloise is the kind of girl who seems too honest for her own good, she is said to be too much by the other elves who can't stand her fiery behavior. Thus she is a loner, but is more than content to find company in herself and playfully bugging her parents. She has seen what humans do to pieces of untapped nature and living breathing humans of the forest and despises them. While she may secretly question the elders, she wouldn't have the gall to go against them. She respects their wishes and their requests for her to go out and hunt and gather supplies for the next harsh winter. If you asked her parents what kind of elf she is they'd say she is stubborn. Stubborn to the point they cannot talk her out of crazy ideas, but charming on rare occasions when she wants something and will get it. However stubborn or charming she can be described as by her parents she does also have some… Troublesome anger issues. Reckless, and at times not considered the smartest tool in the shed. She likes to make up for it using her fighting skills and oddly hidden weapons.

Occupation: Fighter of her clan, about to be assigned assassin after she kills a human to prove her loyalty.

More details/backstory: Eloise Rhealyn Thornwick is a part of an elf clan called the Nightshade clan. Known for adjusting to any given situation, and their obvious hatred for humans. Who in their minds had the tendency to ruin anything they touch. In a sense it is true, for the night her mother Arwen had given birth to her the forest which had come to be everyone's home had almost been burned in a fire. Luckily a wizard who had taken pity upon them and was taken in by them once long ago had cast a spell and dispelled the fire. Of course,the fire was caused by humans. Humans who desired to see the end of them, disgusted by their different traditions and their appearances, and their way of living. When Eloise had been younger she had found herself on the edge of a town curious to see what made her elders hate the humans so. Before she could have even thought of stepping foot into town one of the elders had caught her, dragging her back to their safe, sacred space. There her mother Arwen and her father Arias stood terrified, unable to do anything. The elders talked their sense into her. Stories of burnt forests and dying magic lands, once a scarce supply of food, hung elves next to their dead bodies a written sign your kind doesn't belong here. She opened her mouth to ask why they would do that. The elders looking offended, outraged even told her, don't ever ask why. And so they gave her the scar of mercy. All because she asked why and a warning if she ever decided to go near the humans again. From there she kept those sorts of thoughts to herself, trying not to think about how her mother wailed, begging for them not to hurt her. Her father furious, but not dumb enough to go against the actions, the wishes of the elders. The elders, who soon noticed her elegant way of being… As she grew up constantly sharpening two small daggers she had been gifted by her father who once used them in a long ago fight against the humans. Now comes the day, where the elders believe she is ready to claim the life of a human.

 

[Lilac404]

Nicknames: Zyph, Nyx, Lady Solanova, to be determined.

Age: 400 years old, but she looks young doesn’t she?

Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her

Sexuality: Bi

Relationship: Happily married to herself for the time being until she finds that one hu- ahem.

Species: She’d say she is one of the most elegant aliens of all.

Likes/Dislikes: She likes the stars, matcha and chai tea, collecting trinkets that humans left behind in a panic, cats, creating jewelry, and the scent of a day after it rained. She dislikes arrogant humans, confined spaces, worrying her head off, being late to an important day, cemeteries, and the sound of someone crying.

General Appearance: She’s tall and elegant with light green skin, unlike humans she’s got a sharp almost cat like eye structure that compliments her intensely purple eyes, alongside her wavy at times poofy diva pink hair with streaks of ahem yes, more purple.

General Personality ( + and - traits): She’s the kinda gal that’s bubbly, affectionate with those she cares for, motherly oh come now you saw this coming, and fair to all. The downside of this lovely gal are she’s quite the drama queen at times, bossy, hot headed, and very very impatient.

Hobbies: Spoiling cats she cares about the most, singing lullabies down to originally written songs, writing poems, and caring for her son.

Occupation: She’s both a mother and a fighter.

Strengths/Weaknesses: While she hasn’t had the need to in years she’s an excellent fighter, and for weakness she tries not to show it but bugs truly do scare the living daylights out of her.

Backstory/More details: Zyphora Nyx Solanova is known, or rather had been known to be one of the greatest warriors on her planet. Safe to say, on that fateful rainy day on Earth, her dreams to explore other galaxies and planets were put on hold when she met him. Those dreams of hers still remain, and one day she’ll go back out and about to achieve those dreams of hers. When she can fix her spaceship,and maybe just maybe trust a human who will her help her fix it. Her first day on Earth had been a stressful day for her, the day she had met him, her little human baby she profoundly calls her son. She found herself stuck with no means of transportation to get back home to her planet. She was lost, and not only was she lost she had lost her sisters, fear threatening to strangle her. She never had felt rain on her planet, so water attacking her from the sky and she for once in her life didn’t know where to go. To this day she has been trying to find her sisters, a part of her terrified of what humans might have done to them without her protection. She tries to look on the bright side of things though, she built a space for her and her son, unseen by the humans… For now.

 

[Lilac404]

Nickname: Ali, Tali, Lia, Tal, Alia, and lady Thalia.

Age: 22 years old

Gender/Romantic Orientation/Relationship: Woman, bi romantic, content with herself.

Species: Human

Likes/Dislikes: She likes the sun, the forest, her local library, performing to lift other peoples spirits, the smell of fresh air with a hint of flowers, and the people who raised her. She dislikes violence, closed spaces, rich arrogant people, when people tell her how to dress, people who disrespect others beliefs/gods, and politics.

General Appearance: If one were to describe her appearance they’d say a girl with unusually pink eyes almost as if she were bewitched at a young age, olive skin accompanied by the mark on her right cheek, and light brown hair her height remaining at 5’4’’.

General Personality ( + and - traits): Thalia’s the kind of person who’s kind to all, bold every once in a blue moon, intelligent, merry, big hearted, and graceful. The downsides of this young lady she can be unusual with a sense others can’t explain, complicated, defensive, insistent, spaced out, and vulnerable to the point she’s viewed as a crybaby.

Hobbies: She loves singing for people in the village, wandering into the forest, collecting gifts that people throw onstage to her, reading poems and secretly romance books, dancing with strangers, and lifting the confidence of the others, especially the old people.

More details/Backstory: Thalia never knew who her parents were, and every night she wishes she knew who her parents were but there was no going back, unless she could travel in time and that hasn’t even been discovered yet. Time travel hadn’t been discovered much less the idea existed during the time she was born into this world. She had been raised by her village all of them chipping into to help her grow into the person she has become, thus to this day she believes she is in debt to them, and with her voice she does gather both attention and money. Unlike the other people in her village she is viewed as unusual, the people around her seem paler skinned than her which does cause some unwarranted or rather uncalled for comments. She doesn’t give into the urge of anger, showing the exact kind of person she is, explaining her situation as best as she can to someone so much so they want to help her. The people in her village call her their princess, and there is a joke that she belonged to a kingdom that no longer exists in the world they live in anymore. She has these odd dreams she writes down in her notebook of a land where humans and other species existed, a land where magic was celebrated. Nowadays if she tried to tell anyone her thoughts about such land they’d say she had a nest of birds on her head. One day maybe she could tell the tale of that land that remains unknown to others in her head. On that fated day, life will change in a way for her she is unsure of, only time will tell.

 

[Lilac404]

Nickname: Enna, Lottie, Lady Windsor, young lady when her mothers mad (happens a lot,) Sie, etc.

Age: 21 years old

Gender/Pronouns: Girl, she/her

Relationship: Happily single for now, she hasn’t found anyone who could handle her anyways.

Likes/Dislikes: She likes the stars, the library, when the palace is blanketed in snow, exploring new countries and places outside of the palace, the scent of a rainy day, and peace. She dislikes social events but can do well in them, loud noises, her mother, arrogant people who want to live in the past, her suitors she finds them all boring and annoying, and lastly cemeteries.

General Appearance: If one were to describe her appearance, she is 5’8’’ tall and pale skinned, her eyes a dreary yet charming shade of blue, as much as she’d like to say she’s elegant she does trip on herself quite a bit at times, so for a princess she isn’t so… elegant.

General Personality ( + and - traits): She’s the kind of princess who’s witty, bold, articulate with her words, intensely loyal to those she cares for, and passionate. As for negative traits in the words of her mother she is foul mouthed, hot headed, infuriating, stubborn, melodramatic and bossy.

Hobbies: Reading books from the palace library, attending social events which seem to happen sadly 24/7, writing anything and everything that comes to her mind, singing, listening to live orchestra music, and collecting music boxes.

Occupation: Youngest princess in the Windsor kingdom/line of royalty.

Strengths/Weaknesses: Her strengths is going with her gut about something or someone she doesn’t like, debates with anyone, a smart cookie in the words of her father, and can be truthful albeit impolite. Weaknesses because of how she is she struggles to connect with anyone, despises dealing with her emotions, isn’t light on her feet like her sisters and brothers, and in reality she does have low self esteem.

Backstory/More details: Sienna Charlotte Windsor is the youngest princess in the kingdom of Windsor, known for its wisdom and fine education for all sorts of classes whether rich, middle class, or poor. When she was young she had a tendency to question everything, even the kind of questions teachers weren’t comfortable answering. Sorts of questions like what happens if someone has too much power, or is dark magic addicting and she’d be dismissed from class. Her mother did not like these sorts of curious questions, the road she was already on and tried her hardest to make her a prim and proper princess like the rest of her sisters. She didn’t succeed. Everyone else in her family was just as surprised when her first word had come out of her mouth when she was just a baby enough, pronounced enuff. Her brothers and sisters and father laughed it off though, however their mother the queen was not amused. And so it seems the more she grew up, the more her mother began to begrudgingly respect her youngest daughter even if the two are mostly known for going back and forth (they really do love one another though.) Whenever Sienna enters a room, she’s known for being a feisty yet charming woman and behind the scenes she’s quiet and exhausted.

 

[Lilac404]

How she looks in real life v dreamworld.

Nicknames: Isa, Amy, senorita when her mom’s joking around with her, and Mimi.

Age: 18 years old

Gender/Pronouns: Girl, she/her

Likes/Dislikes: She likes the color pink, spiders, the smell of freshly baked cookies, listening to her small indie artists, mango, and cool tattoos. Weirdly enough she dislikes lady bugs, closed spaces, someone with no manners, fireworks, alcohol, and clowns.

General Appearance: If one would have to describe her appearance they’d say a 5’4’’ girl with a bit of freckles on her face, her unusual yellow eyes, down to the spider web with a heart tattoo on her left shoulder that she had personally been scolded for getting by her parents.

General Personality ( + and - traits): She has a tendency to be a chatterbox with people she trusts, attentive, big hearted, classy, cheerful, and empathetic. The downside of this lovely young lady is she clams up and gets anxious with people she doesn’t trust, a klutz, sensitive, detached from reality or rather the people around her, forgetful, and an overthinker.

Hobbies: She likes baking cookies occasionally flan, writing poems, daydreaming, visiting cafes, crying over animated movies, and chatting up a storm with her friend.

Occupation: Works at her families flower business.

More details/Backstory: Aimee Isadora Sanchez to her family is a ray of sunshine, but when she finds herself at school in her senior year about to graduate she has no one. She’s terrified of what people think of her, and how everyone seems to go find someone to socialize with and she can’t even get a sentence out. It might have not helped that in her freshman year she was laughed at while doing a presentation, or how people whisper the words Spider girl. Aka her. She wants to hope and believe that her life will change, but she’s scared she isn’t brave enough to change it.

 

[Lilac404]

Nicknames: Lady Aurora, Rora, Lady Solace, Aura, Auri, Aurie.

Age: While she looks young in reality she is 200 years old.

Gender/Pronouns: Girl, she/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship: Single, yet content since she’s constantly occupied from saving other human beings or any being in general from causing chaos or going on the wrong path of destruction or in this case revenge.

Species: Angel

Likes/Dislikes: She likes comfortable silence, the feeling of sunlight on her skin, snowflakes, tulips, helping animals, and mini candles. She dislikes the smell of death, close minded beings, someone with no manners, loud noises, being late, and violence.

General Appearance: If one had to describe her appearance they’d say an angel with pure white wings (yes they’re fluffy,) pale skin accompanied with small traces of freckles, her somewhat wavy light pink hair, her kind hazel sort of green eyes and yes her height remains at 5’2’’.

General Personality ( + and - traits): She’s the kind of girl who’s affable, intelligent, wise, attentive, noble typical but true, and sincere. Her downsides however she’s unhurried, worrywart, strong willed, a little snooty, nonchalant, and my goodness bossy don’t make her go there.

Hobbies: Helping injured creatures, encouraging humans or other beings to go on the right path, reading books under a tree, singing, soaring in the sky (she’s an angel of course she can fly,) and learning new styles of dancing.

Occupation: One of the most sought out angels because of her calm yet kind presence.

Strengths/Weaknesses: Her strengths are her soothing words, alongside her surprisingly well fighting skills, and of course, simply said one can find it through her personality as well.

More details/Backstory: Aurora Solace, do you take the call for a greater good? She remembered that day quite well, when an angel had beckoned his hand towards her and she didn’t refuse. She knew her parents would miss her even if they could no longer remember who she was and to this day she feels heartbroken about it. Though if she ever told someone that she’d fear they’d look at her like she was silly and tell her the story of the greater good. Secretly she goes to visit her parents, she had been eighteen when called to a greater cause of leading others on the right path. Of course that was when she had been younger. 200 years old now and she hadn’t been able to say goodbye properly to her parents, and now that they were in heaven… She wasn’t allowed to see them. She’d have to wait they said for she had a duty and that duty meant she couldn’t get distracted by other things. She found herself ashamed to say she was angry at the angels for approximately 4 years, but that anger dissolved into sadness. She knew why they didn’t want her to see her parents, being there with them she’d no longer want to be an angel serving the greater good. She’d want to become a part of heaven that didn’t work eternally, she’d simply become a passing soul. Even with the undeniable sorrow on this path she chose, she writes letters to her parents. Now, they know of her existence again, and told her they’d wait for as long as it takes. Heaven lasts forever doesn’t it?​

 

[Lilac404]

Nicknames: Jessie, Ms.Jones, Jess, Sika etc.

Age: How old is she really? Last time she checked she looks 24 years old but is actually 4000 years old.

Gender/Pronouns: Woman she/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship: Single, and content.

Species: Human or is she? Nah, she’s a shapeshifter

Likes/Dislikes: She likes lively parties, dancing, exquisite jewelry, traveling, listening to music and singing along with it, and open windows. She dislikes arrogant people, when she forgets about her past, puppets freak her out, drowning in her thoughts, loud noises, and cold water.

General Appearance: If one had to describe Jessica’s appearance they’d say her almost tan skin, wavy black hair that goes past her shoulders, her oddly red lips, and her eyes which almost have a dark shade of green to them, the dot mark on her right cheek, and yes her height is 5’7’’.

General Personality ( + and - traits): She’s the kinda gal er shape shifter to be sassy, artistic, bold, charismatic, empathetic, and vivacious. The downsides of this young lady is she’s messy, argumentative, at times complicated, defiant, huffy, and impatient.

Hobbies: Traveling to new places, dancing, collecting jewelry, singing to her favorite songs, going to parties and ahem having a few drinks, and creating some songs from scratch.

Occupation: One of the last shapeshifters remaining.

Strengths/Weaknesses: Surprisingly with anything she has in hand she can make it a weapon, loud screamer like banshee level loud, weaknesses hesitating/remembering her past in battle, and self critical with herself at times.

Backstory/More details: There were many tragedies that occured in her life, through the 4000 years she’s lived on this planet. When she was young she had seen her mother be executed at the hand of hostile humans, and somehow in her heart she’s found a way to forgive them. Not that the forgiveness was instant or easy there had been a point in her life where revenge was the only thing she could do. It was the only way to soften or distract her from her own feelings, she’d have rather chosen anger over soul crushing sadness. Thus, she killed the people who killed her mother in cold blood, leaving their bodies to hang relishing the screams of terror from their sons or daughters. They would feel exactly how she felt when their parents had killed her mother- or at least that’s how she thought in the past. She’s ashamed of that revenge era of her life, but it doesn’t go to say that wild savage part of herself isn’t locked away. She could always come out anytime if needed, she’s a shapeshifter there’s no hesitation there. If she ever saw descendants of people’s lives she wrecked, she’d socialize but with caution. Not as if they know she was the cause, no one ever truly knew her the way her mom had. That sort of ache and missing for her mother had never gone again, and past choices for her always linger in the back of her mind. Even so she chooses live to on, and otherwise she doesn’t have much a choice she knew the people who had loved her, cared for her in her past lives would have wanted for her to go on.

 

[Lilac404]

Nicknames: Lia, Arte, crazy St.James, Art, Tali.

Age: 18 years old

Gender/Pronouns: Girl she/her

Sexuality: Still trying to figure that out.

Relationship: Single, and besides who the hell is she going to get with, when she lives in a nightmare dimension?

Species: Human duh.

Likes/Dislikes: She likes her chainsaw, mint condition manga, banana bread, the moon, comfortable silence, and cats. She dislikes the shadow creatures, confined spaces, her nightmares, needles, messy environment, and thinking of her past, her mother especially.

General Personality ( + and - traits): She’s the kinda gal who’s charming, likes to joke around about the situation, observant way too much for her own good, eerily determined, reliable, and intelligent. Her downsides are she’s reckless, stubborn, such a jokester aka easily distracted, intimidating when she gets serious, mischievous, and can get violent with said shadow creatures.

Hobbies: Collecting manga from abandoned buildings, fighting monsters at night it’s a 24/7 job, midnight strolls, cooking, writing letters to a father she’ll never know, lastly singing.

Occupation: Surviving. That’s it. Get up and get through the day.

Strengths/Weaknesses: She’s surprisingly light on her feet, has a mindset of sometimes just going in and figuring it out the rest later, secretly paranoid at times not all the time but it lingers, and her zoning out can definitely become a big problem.

More details/Backstory: Artemis Thalia St.James was the middle child in her family of four, but she loved her two brothers and her sister who was oldest. She happened to be the prankster of her house, causing her to be tackled by her older sister. Her brothers loved whatever she did being they were silly and young and went along with it at times. While it’s true their parents were out of the picture mother a depressing alcoholic and their dad? Never knew him. They all loved the few rare days when their mother would actually act like a mother instead of a troubled woman. Artemis’s sister Mallory constantly kept the house running miraculously and was heard arguing with their mom in another constantly. Artemis followed suit, not with arguing but trying to keep the house light and in order. While they all might have not had their mom, they still had each other and that was all that mattered. Until that one ill fated day their mother came home with an eerie look in her eyes, Mallory asking angrily what was wrong with her. Their mother repeated the same thing over and over again, they’re coming we’re going to die. Her youngest brothers Oliver and Tyler started crying and she went to comfort them. Mallory for once looked on the brink of panicking, but sent a look towards Artemis stay calm. With a shaky hand she decided to turn on the tv, and seeing a frantic news lady running away from… No that couldn’t be right. Her lips quivered and the sounds of glass breaking startled all of them. The sound of a low anguished groan came from the kitchen and she could feel her heart racing. “Mallory-” “Take the boys and go, now!” Mallory lips twitched upwards into a warm smile, “I love you Artemis.” She wanted to argue she couldn’t leave her but who’d take care of the boys? She forced herself to move forward towards a room with a closet, the boys now there safely inside the closet. She heard the sound of her mother screaming and joked with her brothers her voice shaking, “Ah you know mom just fooling around drama queen she is-!” She found herself waking in a cold sweat turning over to look at the ominous red light coming from her alarm, 4:00 AM in the morning. Little did she know that would only just be the beginning of the nightmarish dimension she just barely entered.