OC In Fifteen

OC in fifteen

I was tagged by @oh-no-another-idea here and I'm sure by a few others but I'm so scatterbrained these days that I've lost the posts 😭😭 So thanks to anyone else who has tagged me too!

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

My initial thought was to do this for Fay and then I was like naaahhhh that's too predictable but, uh, now I have Fay brainworms, so, yeah. Fay it is! These lines will come from AASOAF 1-3!

“I will admit, I never like it when you appear.” She said with a frown as she peeled an orange, “It’s never for a good reason.”

“Careful now. The devil lurks closely and has sharp ears.” She warned before sitting down. 

“FULL SAIL AND HAUL WIND, YOU BILGE SUCKERS!” I boomed across the decks to the rest of the crew.

“Come kiss me, you fool.” I commanded him.

“Get the fuck away from me.” I hissed.

“And you, come with me. You’ve wasted enough of my time. We’re doing this my way now.” She commanded as she walked past me.

“I survived.”

“You and me. You and me. Youandme, Youandme, Youandmeyouandmeyouandme…”

“I never forget anything…” I licked my lips. “My lord.”

“If I am all that is left no one can hurt me.” She whispered, clutching my tunic tighter. 

“Don’t get cute.”

“I’ll kill the first man to put an oar into this sea.”

I let out a wry laugh. “My gods, you’re really delusional, aren’t you?”

Fay leaned over it and spread her hands eagerly over the map. “Shut your mouth now. The adults are talking.”

“If my pipe goes out, I’ll smoke that tobacco from your innards. Entrails are about the right size for it.”

Tagging (gently): @kaylinalexanderbooks @tabswrites @captain-kraken @theprissythumbelina

@paintedbutton @anyablackwood @pheita @writingmaidenwarrior @noblebs and anyone else who wants to play!

Character Profile Tag!

It's been a while since I've done one of these, and I really like this tag, so I'm gonna make a few lol.

Let's go with Adahm Ryker from Scrapyard Boys for this one!!! <3

Full Name: Adahm Tiberius Ryker

Kind of Being: Human (Mutant Variant)

Age: Presumably 19 years old, has no birth certificate and has a snake-like biology so the details of how he ages are unclear but he is around that age physically.

Sex: Male

Appearance: Adahm is very tall and lanky, with warm white skin that is slightly sun tanned but without any freckles. His eyes are a piercing light yelloish green, almost neon, hue which look distinctively like the eyes of a snake. He has very long light brown hair that he usually keeps loose, brushed to one side, or tied in a messy ponytail. Adahm's smile usually appears normal if not for the fact that his teeth are generally sharper than that of a 'regular human' and that he has two, pointy snake fangs - like a reptilian vampire. A fun detail is that he can stretch and detach his jaw like a snake would and it makes for a devastating biting force. Adahm usually wears black clothes, with a dark - kevlar reinforced - jacket, black or dark grey button up shirts, dark denim pants and black leather combat boots, as well as fingerless grey gloves.

Occupation: Serial Killer (of corrupt people), Vigilante, Rebel

Family Members:

Taylen Ryker: adoptive younger brother, ward

Charles Zarin: childhood best friend (deceased)

Unnamed Parents

Pets: No pets

Best friends: Jax Strobber (they/them), Sasha Valentine (she/her), Gwyn Whitewood (she/her)

Describe his/her room: Adahm's room is spacious and meticulously organized/clean. It's on the smaller side, so as not to take up too much space in their safehouse, but comfortable. His bedsheets are dark grey with some black details, and his bed is usually pristinely made, and there's a light blue sleep mask usually tossed onto it. The room often has a light citrusy smell due to air freshners he buys, and there's a small study desk/work desk by the reinforced glass window where he does most of the planning for his missions. There's a holographic picture of him and Taylen on the edge of that same desk. In his wardrobe, he keeps his clothes - which are usually all in dark tones of black, grey and blue - and his vast collection of guns (ranging from pistols to precision rifles and one small machine gun) and knives (his preferred weapon, usually sharp daggers, common knifes and a few thin swords, as well as a pocket swiftblade);

Way of speaking: Faint (fictional) english accent. He is usually soft spoken, to the point he can sound like a hissing snake when he is speaking specially sharply, but almost always has a dangerous lilt to is voice that commands a certain amount of fear and respect from those around him. His way of speaking changes drastically when he's talking to Taylen - whenever he is addressing his brother, Adahm sounds genuinely kinder, more excited and gentle than he ever would have sounded while speaking to anyone else.

Physical characteristics (posture, gestures, attitude):

Towards strangers: Cold, snake-like, moving swiftly from spot to spot almost imperceptively, confident, scarily so. He usually has a wild/feral attitude to him, despite his calculated behaviors and emotionless persona, having a wild animal's unpredictability and deadliness to him. He has a sharp, imposing smile that usually sends chills down people's spines, and his eyes can be disturbingly cold and unemotional, though they do show a strong glint of enjoyment whenever he is inebriated by the thrill of a kill.

Towards Taylen: When around his little brother Adahm becomes an almost completely different person, being genuinely warmer/gentler, patience, easily excited about different topics and doting. The shift in his usually murderous outer personality he shows the world to his kind, protective older brother personality that is reserved for Taylen alone, can be jarring for those who don't know him well, but Adahm himself doesn't seem to realize that.

Items in his/her back pocket/ purse: Extra poison vials, combat daggers, ammo, climbing gear and spy gear, commlinks, his phone, an extra jacket or coat (he's ectothermic due to his snake biology and sensitive to temperature changes, especially cold weather) and snacks, preferrably dry ones.

Favorite sports: Swordfighting, Boxing, Climbing/Parkour, Swimming

Powers: Snake Biology, Venom/Poison Manipulation & Generation, Shadow Movement, Enhanced Senses/Speed

Relationships (how he/she is with other people):

When he knows the person: quiet, funny, attentive, kind, protective, easily excited, happy, and genuine

When he does not know the person: cunning, manipulative, sociopathic (he does suffer from sociopathy but it becomes much more clear when he's dealing with strangers, especially enemies), murderous, dangerous, sadistic, cold and unpredictable.

Fears: Losing a loved one again or being unable to protect them (especially Taylen), actually being a 'freak' or unworthy of love, being forced to comply by arbitrary rules, being weak, being touched without consent

Faults: Emotionally detached from strangers, murderous, ruthless, vindictive, blunt/unkind, vicious/bloodthirsty, tendency to tunnel vision, bad at reading people and especially stunted at emotional cues (of people he doesn't know)

Good Points: Kind, genuinely cares about those around him, has a good sense of humour, protective, loyal to a fault, deadly smart, loves his brother more than anything and is a good guardian even though he doesn't know how to parent, rebellious and free spirited

What he/she wants more than anything else: Justice, Revenge, being able to keep Taylen safe, and being worthy of respect/genuine love with no strings attached.

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@the-golden-comet, @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams

@differentnighttale

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG

Taglist for Scrapyard Boys below the cut 🧪

Scrapyard Boys Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3,

@thepeculiarbird

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @ominous-feychild, @anyablackwood, @amaiguri, @lyutenw @finickyfelix

@thecomfywriter, @the-letterbox-archives, @differentnighttale @wyked-ao3

Let me know if you'd like to be added!

OC Deep Dive Tag

Thanks for the tag, @mysticstarlightduck! Going with Seraphina from Asteria Heights!

Playlist (tbh I don't really do these. So I'm kinda just listing whatever comes to mind lmao):

The Vampire Masquerade by Peter Gundry

The Weirdos Waltz by Peter Gundry

Waltz of Memories by Pierre-Alexandre Monin

Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani

Fabulous from High School Musical 2

Summary of Vibes:

If Sharpay Evans was a greedy, old-money nightmare wrapped in an immortal 12-year-old's body

But also if she was dressed like a Victorian porcelain doll

Resident information broker and deal-maker. Anything you want, and anything you want to know, all available for a price.

A witch AND a vampire. Because the rich keep winning apparently

The center of several urban legends both in and outside of her community

biggest debate in town: Is She Actually Twelve, Or is it Just Vampirism (being half makes the aging rate wonky)

second-biggest debate: How the Fuck Does She Know These Things

honestly, I'd give her and her family more flak for being so wealthy... but imagine being part of a race that can live for centuries and still being unable to build some savings? Like just walk into the sun at that point?

It's "self-made wealth" when you tricked the IRS into thinking you were 6 different descendants of yourself the past few decades as you continue to make investments and trade deals and buy out your competitors... allegedly

CEO of creepy ass smiles and the Customer Service Voice

Gently Tagging: @macabremoons, @talesofsorrowandofruin, @maiemorrae, and anyone else who wants in!

In the midst of another NaNoWriMo controversy, I'm going to take a second to recommend TrackBear (https://trackbear.app/) to anyone looking for a new way to track their writing.

You can have multiple WIPs going at once that can all count towards the same goal, or you can make it so only select WIPs can count towards a goal.

You can have "Habits" or "Goals." A goal is 50k in a month, and a habit is 1667 for 30 days.

It also has a leaderboard for you and any friends that you are writing with.

I've enjoyed it a lot these past couple of months, and I find it a fantastic (and a better) alternative to NaNoWriMo's word tracker.

Writing Share Tag!

Thanks for the tag, @kaylinalexanderbooks!!! I'll go with a scene from the Ch.1 of Scrapyard Boys, Adahm's POV.

Sinew and bone crunched under his fist as it connected to the soldier's face throwing the man across the room, nose split, blood coating the floor making it slick. Adahm chuckled, shaking his fist off the impact and watching the man crush the furniture behind him - he could hear the others, footsteps stomping on the stairs just outside, guns cocking. But he didn't rush - oh, no, no, no.

Adahm took his time.

Twirling his dagger for a moment, he slowly crept closer to the fallen merc, stepping over the dismembered body of his previous victim. The man didn't look so menacing now that he was scrambling back, limbs flaying over the broken chips of wood that once were the hotel's bedside table. "N-no, no! Please," The merc begged, his back hitting the wall - the gun in his hand clicked pathetically, no bullets left to shoot, "Look. We…we can settle on somethin'! I'll leave, you can get all the m-money from the bounty, 5 million dollars, all yours." He saw the man smile anxiously, trying to bargain, "Y-you don't have to kill me!"

Adahm didn't stop, his boots breaking the shattered bits of glass on the floor as he continued to stalk closer, his face unreadable except for his emotionless smile. The soldier had nowhere to go, his stupid decision to come after them had sealed that fate. He could still hear the other soldiers getting closer and closer as he crouched over this one, tracing the side of the man's cheekbone with his dagger, a feather-like touch.

"I don't want the money," Adahm said, voice a honeyed, but almost disembodied whisper, tilting his own head as the man flinched away from the tip of his knife, "That's not the issue. It never was. The problem is that you and your crew are looking for someone who doesn't belong to you. I know you work for the labs - I know they paid you to take my brother from me, didn't they? To cut him up, chop him up like a little guinea pig for Vhoss' studies."

The merch shuddered, shaking his head vehemently while the words fell dead on his lips, scrambling to try and deny the question, but the truth was undeniable. Adahm scoffed, his eyes scanning the man's struggle almost pityingly, before his grip on his knife tightened, "See? There you have it. And you know that I just can't let that happen," The young man's voice was a bitter chuckle, leveling his knife for the man's neck, almost sounding disappointed, "You never should've come after him."

Before the merc could react, Adahm plunged the dagger into the man's throat, silencing his pleas as he twisted the blade up into his skull, before stabbing the limp body again, again and again. Once he was satisfied, he leaned forward onto the blade, catching his breath in ragged gasps before he ripped the knife off the man's shredded chest and stumbled into his feet.

His ears twitched towards the sounds - the soldiers were in the hallway now, almost behind him. He ran a bloodstained hand through his long strands of hair, pushing it out of his face as he turned to the door, standing behind it like a haunted house animatronic. and started counting.

1 second. The men moved closer, their movements calculated - he could hear the clinking of their rifles against kevlar suits that wouldn't save them now - he chuckled. 2 seconds - they stopped somewhere down the hallway, their captain barking orders, and Adahm's smile widened, revealing bloodied fangs, his thin mouth a snake's maw. 3 seconds - and as they moved into the room, his shrill, snake like hiss was the last thing any of those mercenaries would ever hear as he pounced in for the kill.

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@the-golden-comet, @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams

@differentnighttale

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG

Taglist for Scrapyard Boys below the cut 🧪

Scrapyard Boys Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3,

@thepeculiarbird

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @ominous-feychild, @anyablackwood, @amaiguri, @lyutenw @finickyfelix

@thecomfywriter, @the-letterbox-archives, @differentnighttale @wyked-ao3

Let me know if you'd like to be added!

Meme Tag

Thanks so much for the tag, @pandoras-comment-box! Went with a variety of my WIPs because I just went with whatever inspiration struck at the time, lmao.

Gently tagging: @mysticstarlightduck, @dragonfelling, @elizaellwrites, and anyone else who wants in!