OC: Red
Age: ??? (appears to be in their 20s I guess? they also don't know their exact age)
Height: fluid, tends to stay between 5'5"-5'8"
Weight: fluid, never really weighs over 100 for agility reasons
Sex: situational (shapeshifting)
Gender: genderfluid/nonbinary
Sexuality: pansexual
Pronouns: they/them, it/its by default, but they really don't care
Abilities: immortality, regeneration, self resurrection, shapeshifting (limited,) claircognizance, limited clairvoyance, enhanced senses, night vision (animalistic), reality manipulation, telepathy, limited telekinesis, enhanced abilities (strength, speed, etc), limited control over flora and fauna, teleportation (poor control), knowledge of language, timeline jumping (poor control)
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Nobody knows where Red came from or why they exist, not even Red. All it or anyone else knows is that they're older than most things, and they can't die, no matter what is done to them. They have no memories of where they came from, or when. Whether that's because of the passage of time or some kind of amnesia is unknown, but it doesn't tend to bother them. (at least...not often)
Red exists in a state of slightly warped reality, being around it can sometimes feel as though you're in a dream of some kind, it's also able to manipulate reality around them and other people to cater to their need or intent. They don't usually intend this to be scary or deeply unsettling (at least not initially,) but can't help it.
Their timeline is never really set, on rare occasions Red will find itself waking up in a different time within 20 years past or future from the modern day. They can sometimes choose to do this, but it can happen at random as they sleep or travel.
It never stays in any place for long, always moving on to something new and interesting. Their methods of travel vary from normal things like bus or train to simply phasing into an area, but since it only has limited control over this teleportation ability, they tend to travel normally. However if it's a place (or even a person) they're very familiar with, it's much easier to teleport there. Any friends they make along the way and in any place they stay however will always be remembered, and Red will occasionally pop in on them to check how they are or stay with them for a while.
Red doesn't tend to speak, at least not verbally. They often communicate through sign language or writing, but they also tend to speak to people through telepathy or sending an idea or a thought into the mind of whoever they're communicating with. Their "voice" in someones mind sounds like multiple people talking in unison to form one voice, when they very rarely do speak out loud, it sounds similar.
When without their mask, one half of their face is almost always covered. The top half by their long bangs, the bottom by things like surgical masks or scarves. Rarely will they show their full face to anyone. Red is a bit insecure about their full face and dislikes unintentionally scaring others. So glimpses of catlike green-yellow eyes or sharp teeth are all you're likely to get of its face under the mask.
They're very curious about and interested in people, they crave connection with others and enjoy making friends. Who exactly they deem "interesting" enough to be friends with varies often, but these people tend to be strange and/or dangerous, Red wants to get in their heads and their lives and see how they can play with them. This intent is usually innocent fun for them, but they forget how fragile mortals can be. In the end they're simply very lonely, and while they love the company of animals, it's not the same as a connection with another person. If not strange or violent, the people whose lives they enter are often very lonely and/or depressed. In this case, Red wants to not just play with them, but improve their life and mind in some way.
Red also has an incredibly violent streak. They are a slasher after all. It sees itself as a force of twisted justice. They brutally punish those who the decided have done wrong, and like to play with their food. Speaking of food, Red has been known to occasionally eat victims. It has no real reason for this aside from the eating being part of its game, or a way of humiliating and desecrating the victim.
They often mess with the lives, realities, and minds of their victims for as little as a few hours or as long as months or even years before actually torturing or killing their targets. It's a punishment for the victim and an entertaining game for Red. They have no specific weapon or method, using whatever they have on hand or decide is fitting for the target and plan.
They're much more forgiving of children and teens. In all their time alive they've very rarely killed anyone below the age of 16. Though, rarely, they will punish children and teens for doing something outstandingly horrific.
Personality wise, Red is odd and mischievous, but generally friendly and fun. They have a combination of childlike curiosity and playfulness combined with a notable wisdom and ability to know anything you're trying to hide (at least they could if they wanted to) that, especially when factored in with their dreamlike aura, can be a bit unsettling.
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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