#original character creation

[yourocdoeswhat]

Hey, are you awake? Good! No, don't scream, I'm not going to hurt you. It's just I've got this convoluted story, setting, and cast of OC's in my head and I needed to talk to someone about it. I'll let you go when I'm done.

What? NO I can't just tell my friends. What if they think I'm annoying or my OCs are cringe? That's what you're here for.

Now, here are the picrews I have saved so you can get an idea of what my OC's look like. I have at least 57 of the same character, for each of the 23 in my story's main cast. So this whole thing started when I was in 6th grade-

#original characters #original character creation #ocs

[angelbroad]

Guess who decided to be in a severely small fandom

I went ahead and made a natm character, because I had rewatched all the movies again recently. And since my favourite villain of my favourite of the three movies (we don't talk about 4) was Al Capone, I decided to make a character based around him.

Elgio is not colored because he is in greyscale, like Al and his mobsters. Also, if you're confused by the Francesca bit, Elgio is transmasc.

Ps. Kudos to @toffyrats @deamon-noctis and @ptrolley for giving me inspiration

Will probably draw more in the future (if this blows up or rp happens)

#natm al capone #natm ocs #natm oc #natm fandom #natm 2 #natm napoleon #ivan the terrible #natm kahmunrah #original character creation #original character #oc rp

[sadgrayrainbows]

Helpful Character Sheet Layout for Writers:

(This is a sheet I came up with for myself and a friend because we always built our characters first, before getting deep into our stories, and we wanted them to feel well-rounded and three-dimensional. Fun fact: the original sheet I created years ago had extra sections, such as favorite book, favorite movie, favorite items/objects, likes, dislikes, favorite Disney character, and more. I used to take separate personality quizzes for each character in order to come up with some of these answers! Obviously, that takes a lot of time and energy, so this new sheet layout is easier to work with, but you can always add more sections that work for you! Also, feel free to send me suggestions on sections to add if you think I’m missing something crucial! Hope this helps some writers out there!)

Full Name:

Gender:

Sexuality:

Pronouns:

Race/Ethnicity:

Species:

Birthday (M/D/Y):

Zodiac Sign:

Age:

Mental Disorders (if any):

Physical Disorders (if any):

Family Members (if any (include their names)):

Pet(s) (if any):

Friend(s) (if any):

Love Interest(s)/Partner(s) (if any):

Hometown/Place of Residence:

Appearance:

Personality:

Background:

Picture (if applicable):

#writers #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writer things #writer stuff #original character creation #character creation #writer tips

[fightprompts]

OC Creation Challenge: Music Edition

This isn’t very relevant to this blogs purpose, but I wanted to make it anyway. The challenge is to make a character based on a collection of songs taken from a playlist (any playlist) set on shuffle. Collect five songs and create a character from that. Good luck!

1. Name 2. Appearance 3. Personality 4. Background 5. Conflict

Interpret the songs/prompts in any way you like! Feel free to add prompts if you want anything like skills, magic, personal relationships, etc, this is just a very bland template to get the thinking juices flowing for all those struggling to think of a concept.

#original character #original character creation #oc creation #writing prompt #drawing prompt #character prompts #my favourite part is blending all of the songs together and finding recurrent themes to give to character symbolism #better than crack i tell you i love fitting pieces of a puzzle like that together #there may be a challenge similar to this out there and thats because i found it years ago and it really worked for me but i cant find it now #call it reinventing the wheel

[solyset]

Here's Soly!

I sketched my little baby, my sweet, sweet, nerdy imp avatar. I want to cuddle her and her soft tail. 'cause if you're wondering: yes, the tail is squishy just like a Leopard Gecko's tail, but she doesn't store water in there.

Oh, well, hope you don't mind you if I tell you more about this little girl.

She's an Imp, crawled up directly from the second reing of hell.

She love drinking coffee and eating sweets, even though she doesn't really need to eat or drink. She just likes the taste.

She's a bit of a nerd.

Her favourite hobby is to annoy people.

Her second favourite hobby is to read DnD manuals with her boyfriend.

She has a human BF. Name's Rolf.

As you might guess, she loves to cuddle.

When she's at home, all she wears are an XL T-shirt, panties and a bunch of hair clips.

She LOVES bunnies: she think that long ears are adorable (just like hers).

Well, that's all I can think about, for now.

Hope you like Soly, and the sketches!

#oc #original character #illustration #sketch #doodle #demon #imp #cute #girl #nerdy #pastel #cutesy shit #original character design #original character creation #original character illustration #oc art #oc drawing #oc artist

[pen-of-roses]

Do y'all ever think about how cool it is that art inspires other art inspires other art inspires other art in an endless cycle

#like someone else's creation inspired the thing that inspired me #and my art can inspire someone else's art who might inspire someone else's #like original work to fanfic to fanart yes #but also like character to character or story to story #or even just when you and a friend talk about stuff and they inspire you and you inspire them in turn #and ahhhhhhh #human creativity is getting me again

[cocomuffy]

TIP FOR OC MAKERS

if you are learning a language but you haven't got it down just yet, having a multi-lingual oc for roleplays might sound cool and like practice!

that's what i thought too!

*sweats in 'im having a character ai conversation fully in italian and heavily relying on translators while praying that im pronouncing it right in my head*

im not sure that im right.

#oc #oc rp #original character creation #help ive trapped myself in a death loop #i have no idea what to do #yes im a white american how could you tell

[akirakirxaa]

I saw a post about "what would happen if your WoL and their SO met their child from the future" and now I've gone down the rabbit hole of what auri half races would look like. Would they have horns, or the other race's ears? Would they have scales? Tall, short? Tail, no tail? Hmmm.

#final fantasy xiv #half races #original character creation #musings #i should be writing not deciding if and how akira would have children

[alteredphoenix]

Although I don’t really go there anymore, I’ve noticed that whenever I make new OCs (most of these main characters) I try to fit them in niches that are directly lifted from W*W classes. OTOH W*W is very...“conservative” a’la strict with how it approaches class identity (meaning, anything outside what PCs can play with is usually regaled to NPCs), so that makes my job trying to distinguish my OCs...well, not any harder, because my brain just sort of wings it by feel alone, but it does require me to branch out and get a little more creative than what initial thoughts apply to the creation process.

#idk if this made any sense...? lmao #but it's something i've noticed for a while #i should be looking at other mmos if i want inspiration #original character creation

[yourocdoeswhat]

If your OC could go back in time for just one second to tell their past selves to NOT do whatever they're about to do, what event are they picking?

#tag your oc #oc questions #original character creation #character development

[angelbroad]

A BLISSFULL MORNING, A DREARY NIGHT

Opening his eyes he looked at the clock on the wall, he had woken up earlier than usual today. “Huh, did I pick up dad’s habits?”, he thought to himself as he stretched. Oliver wasn’t really planning on getting out of bed today, but since he woke up this early, the world must really want him to.

He ruffled his brown hair as he entered the small living room, it looked like no one was awake just yet. Or maybe his parents went to work earlier. “Too early to go see the others too, hmmm.”. The young man was now thinking of ways he could spend the time until his parents either woke up or returned from work, so they could tell him what to do next. He made his way out of the house and onto the front porch, sitting on the wooden steps to look at the forest. When they first moved into their now permanent home a outside of Noxus, he was always scared of the woods, fearing the unknown lurking within. Though after meeting his good friends, Norvin and Adelaide, he grew more used to the nature of the town they were staying at, seeing as frequent trips to the forest for supplies were inevitable. Oliver would definately go talk to those two later.

He decided to go get his pipe to practice. He had seen Adelaide play the instrument before, and he asked her to teach him how to play too, despite his father’s displeasure. He loved his dad, truly, but he felt far too strict at times, demanding Oliver to be strong. Oliver would tell himself that his dad was merely stuck in the Noxian principalities, and his mom would always comfort him with those same words. Nevertheless, even if Oliver didn’t want a future of violence, he would still fight to please his father, he’d earned a fair amount of scars that way. Finally returning to the porch with the instrument, he began to play a tune. The song was a lullaby, passed to his mother from his father, who said was passed to him by his previous wife. The brown-haired boy would try asking about his previous family several times, but he would always be turned down. It was clear he didn’t want to talk about them.

As the soothing music of the lullaby continued filling the morning air, an uneasy feeling begun to bloom, faint but still there. He stopped playing and started looking around, feeling as if he is being watched. His eyes kept darting about until his gaze landed on something at the edge of the treeline. He couldn’t make out what it was, whether it was an animal or a person, but it was standing there, unmoving, staring at the house.

Before he could even think of what it was he was staring at, he was tackled out of his senses. “What the fu-?!” “Whoa relax Ol, it’s just us.”, a male voice responded. Oliver then saw that the person who tackled him to the porch was Norvin, and behind him approaching the house were Adelaide and his own dad. “I was shouting trying to catch your attention, but you just wouldn’t answer.” the blonde boy continued, “You seemed waaaay out of this world.” Adelaide chimed in, saying “Like you are any different dreamer-boy.” the three of them shared a chuckle. “Oliver.” his father spoke, continuing after giving a dissapointed look toward the piped instrument “I take it Juliana hasn’t woken up yet?” “Nah, mom’s still asleep.” Oliver confirmed. “Were you working late again?”, all the three friends' attention were at Oliver’s father, “I was.” he said with a heavy sight, “Apperantelly people have been seeing strange things going about near the darker areas of the town, the forest even. I was escorting these two back home after we found them near the woods.” he gestured at Adelaide and Norvin, who responded by shrugging their shoulders, “They wanted to come and see you, so here we are.” Oliver nodded as he got up and his father went inside, he went toward town with the other two, sparing a glance back at the forest.

---

“What do you mean ‘I saw something stalking my house’?”, Adelaide said as she took a bite of an apple. “I never said it was stalking me or my house, I just saw something weird there.” Oliver retorted. Norvin, sitting on a bench next to them then asked “Do you think it’s the same thing the townspeople are worried about?” Oliver was surprised, but remembered that his dad mentioned the same thing a while ago. “What is it those guys are worried about anyway?” he asked the blonde, whose eyes still hadn’t left his sketchbook. “From what I heard they are worried that bandits might be out there.” Adelaide answered for him, and her emerald green eyes sparked with wonder. “If it were bandits, what do you think they would even want? Maybe they are soldiers from the far region of Demacia-” “You spend WAY too much time with your big brother.” Norvin said, cutting her off. She pouted in response.

Oliver didn’t really want to think about the idea of either war or bandits right now, but it did raise the question of what both sides could want with them. It’s not like the town was a military base or even remotely rich. Then again, bandits would steal a pile of garbage if they wished to.

“Garvin and I will go on a super secret exploration near the church tonight!” Adelaide said. Both boys looked at each other before Oliver answered her remark, “If it was secret, it isn’t now. Why tell us anyway?” She smiled and pointed at him “YOU are strong, so you will be able to protect us if anything happens.” and then she pointed at Norvin “He can come because I don’t want him to be lonely.” “Hey!” Norvin retaliated “I wouldn't be lonely even if I decided not to come along!” Oliver rolled his eyes at their bickering. Norvin didn’t really have any other friends besides the two, largely because of his introverted nature, so Adelaide liked to use this fact often to tease him. “Sure. Not like I have anything better to do.” Oliver said “I’ll just tell my folks I’m staying at your place tonight.” to that, Adelaide gave an excited thumbs-up. Norvin looked hesitant, followed by the question of “Why near the church?” The girl responded by saying that the church has the most valuable items in town, and if someone were to come get them, they’d see them. “That idea is so stupid.” Oliver thought. If it were a place holding valuables, that’s where guards would be.

From the looks both boys gave each other, it was bluntly obvious that neither of them wanted the girl to be discouraged, or even get into trouble. And so, they reluctantly agreed to meet at Adelaide’s house after dark.

---

Oliver stopped for fruit on the way home. The town’s orchad was owned by an elder everyone reffered to as ‘Pops’, because he wouldn’t really tell his name to anyone and rarely talked, when he did though, he was the sweetest person to be around. So he was glad he ran into him while going for a basket. “Mornin’ Pops, how are you today?” he was sitting on a rocking chair near the pile of baskets, he looked awake, but didn’t respond. Oliver chose to ignore it and get the basket so he can start gathering fruit his mom asked him to bring, but as his hand stretched out to take on of the many straw baskets, it was grabbed by the old man. Oliver snapped back in surprise, and noticed the elder having a look of concern in his eyes. “Uh, are you sure you’re alright, Pops?”, the man let go of his hand and went back to his former position. Oliver stood still for a moment before procceeding to take a basket and go about with his task.

After he returned, he looked toward the direction of the chair. The old man was still sitting there. It was noon by now. As Oliver was walking toward the exit gate, he heard the man speak. “Terrible things have happened in those woods.” Oliver looked back at him “You mean the one's outside of town, Pops?”, the man remained silent. “Do you know why those strange things are happening?” after initially not receiving any form of response from the man, he turned his back to leave. “Our fate worsened, because of your father.” to that, Oliver jumped a little, but continued walking.

---

After a brief gathering outside Adelaide’s home, they ventured toward the church. The church was detached from the rest of the town, having to pass through a layer of forest to get there. Once they had arrived, they hid in the nearby bushes. “Damn it! Guards are here.” the girl cursed under her breath. “Well, I told you this idea was dumb.” Oliver half-whispered half-shouted. “Shut up, both of you!” Garvin, her older brother followed in the same tone. There were three guards outside the building, all wearing armor. At this point Oliver was expecting for them to be found and escorted home, hopefully without conflict, seeing as how Garvin had brought his bow and arrows with him.

A few half-silent moments passed with the siblings bickering, Norvin trying to silence them as best as he could, they heard one of the guards shouting “Who are you?! What do you want here?!” The group panicked for a moment, thinking they were discovered, before hearing the sound of metal hitting metal, followed by a wet *SPLAT*.

Peeking out of the bush, Oliver witnessed for himself the one responsible for the noise. One of the guards was laying on the ground, in a pool of his own blood, a big, sharp piece of metal sticking out of his chest. In a flash, the metal disslodged itself from his lifeless corpse, and reattached itself to a sword with a *CLANG*. The boy could now see the wielder of the weapon, a person wearing a strange armor, luminescent green flames escaping through gaps, and a horn sticking from behind the head. He couldn’t tell if it was a man or a woman, its appearance didn’t show, at least from where he was standing.

The figure continued the rampage by retaliating against the two remaining guards going for an attack at the same time. The unknown figure proceeded to lodge the sword deep withing the shoulder of one, completely cutting through the thin armor, filling the dark forest with the man’s screams. Then, the assailant proceeded to hit the remaining soldier with the back of their hand, sending him flying out like a ragdoll. The group was astonished, both by actions and appearance. As the figure entered the church, they broke into a sprint.

"Okay, okay. What the actual fuck was that?!" Norvin shouted. "We are going to be found if you continue shouting!" Adelaide shouted back. "You are shouting too!". Garvin readyied his bow, just in case that thing decided to chase them down. Though thoughtful, Oliver doubted bows and arrows would do much in the thick woods.

As they were running back toward town, Oliver thought back at the gruesome scene, how the movements of the attacker looked strained, as if they were being pulled by chains. Not to restrain them, but to force them to commit those actions.

Lost in his inconvenient thoughts, he tripped on a root sticking out of the ground, and fell. He was stunned a bit from the fall. The others stopped to help him, but as they were running up to him, they came to a stop. Oliver caught sight of them, more specifically Garvin readying his bow, aiming at something. "...Guys?" Oliver asked, confused. He didn't get a verbal answer, only Adelaide gesturing at him not to move.

Oliver should have listened to her. He slowly turned his head around, and the figure from the church was there, standing and staring directly at him. He could now tell that it was a woman with very short hair, and a heavily scarred and ghostly face. She looked like one of the creatures of the Mist he saw for himself back in Noxus. The wraith lifted the sword slowly, allowing Oliver to get a longer look at her face. Her movements were no longer strained, and her face burned with resentment. The creature picked up speed, and moved to slam the sword to cut him in half. He dodged the blow, and the look of resentment became contempt. An arrow from Garvin flew threw the air, and the figure dropped her sword to catch it, seemingly having her other hand already occupied. Oliver run for it, and the group fled succesfully, it seemed. Oliver looked back one last time, to see the woman snapping the metal arrow in her hand like a twig.

---

They all run for Oliver's house, since it the closest from the direction of the forest the came out of. Garvin pounded on the door as loudly as he could, and Oliver's mom, Juliana, opened it with a worried look. "Garvin? Kids? Is everything alright?" Adelaide pushed past her, "No no no no, hell no!"

When everyone got inside, Juliana locked the door and had them sit on the couch to explain what happened. "You went into the woods?! Do you have any idea what could have happened to all of you!?" Juliana snapped. Oliver had never seen his mom so angry and worried, and the situation only worsened when his father walked in. "You. Did. What?!" yep, he was fucked.

---

Walking through the forest, Agoros sheathed her sword, still holding at the artifact Thresh tasked her to bring back. She didn't know what he needed those different relics for, it wasn't the first time she did this for him either. She grew to accept that the Warden would never give her answers to those questions, after all, he didn't have the need to. It's not like Agoros could simply leave, no, she was bound for all eternity now.

The carriage came into view, and the first thing she saw, besides the souls pushing the vessel, was Bort. "Heya." he gave a greeting gesture. She returned it, but didn't talk. She truly did care for Bort, he was a good man burdened by awful circumstances, not commiting torture simply because it was fun. Just like her, he had a reason to choose violence. That is why she tried limiting their interactions as much as she could, lest Thresh gets any ideas.

As she stood beside the carriage, she thought back to earlier that night, when she was chasing that group. At the beginning she didn't understand why she was chasing them, perhaps she needed to get something out of her system, the odd thing is that Thresh let go of the control over her body, and simply let her do so. Perhaps he was intigued at the thought of having Agoros commit acts of violence by herself. The thing is, she recognised one of them. The boy that fell, was the same boy she saw from the woods that morning. Her father's other son, from a different mother. So, she finally managed to find her father, to find out he gave the love he would always refuse to give her to someone else! She could laugh at this revelation, but she merely grinned. That small boy was the one that had her father's attention now, huh? A new life without worry, away from Noxus. Agoros hated the fact that she had to fight all those years for something she long knew could never possibly be earned, only to be taken so easily by someone far weaker than her. Oh, how she wanted to plunge pieces of her sword into different parts of their bodies, so she can keep hitting even more vital areas as she went, just to watch them beg as they died slowly in her hands. Her grin begun spliting the holes of her face, and became more montrous.

She was taken out of her murderous thoughts when someone grabbed her hand. "If you keep that up, you are going to crush it." it was Thresh. Her smile faded, and her mouth returned to normal. "I'm pretty sure this would be more useful if it wasn't broken." he said, taking the relic out of her hand. "I apologise, sir." she hated herself for choosing to call him by that title.

The Warden gave a smile as the human disguise faded on. A gentleman's facade didn't suit him by any means in Agoros' mind. "Did you hear a joke? You seemed, quite happy about something." Agoros remained silent. He shrugged. "Alright then. Bort ready the carriage, and you can get back in the lantern." at the mention of the lantern, Agoros gave a response. "Violent thoughts, sir." Thresh stopped in his tracks, seeming pleased with her response. "About what?" "..My family."

"Didn't you say they were dead?" Bort asked, not knowing any better. "My father isn't." the Warden raised an eyebrow at her, clearly demanding some sort of answer about something. Agoros finally answered "I don't want to leave, until I am done with them."

---

They would spend a bit more time near the town, hidden of course. Thresh was quite pleased with his work. How he was slowly beggining to turn Agoros into a torturer. Perhaps this could be far more entertaining for him with that notion. And to think, he would have merely kept her locked in the lantern, weren't it for Hecarim to fully showcase the soldier's potential back in the Shadow Isles.

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Author's note:

Wrote this slightly bigger story as a warm-up for a series of stories detailing the past and present life of Agoros and her half-brother Oliver.

#fanfiction #lol fanfic #lol oc #original character creation #one shot #thresh #lol thresh #thresh league of legends #league of legends fanfiction #league of legends oc #noxus #shadow isles #bort #hecarim #family issues

[joseefinwrites]

Ultimate "Know Your Character Inside Out" Template

The ultimate template for creating a character, without losing your mind, while you're at it.

Character Background Template ... (open)

1. Name:

2. Age:

3. Gender & Pronouns:

4. Physical Appearance:

   - Hair color:

   - Eye color:

   - Height:

   - Build:

   - Distinguishing features (scars, tattoos, etc.):

5. Background and Upbringing:

   - Where were they born and raised?

   - What was their family structure like (parents, siblings)?

   - Describe their childhood environment and upbringing.

   - Were there any significant events or traumas in their past?

6. Education and Skills:

   - What level of education did they receive?

   - Did they excel in any particular subjects or skills?

   - Have they pursued any additional training or education since then?

7. Personality Traits:

   - Describe their personality in a few words.

   - What are their strengths and weaknesses?

   - How do they typically react under stress or pressure?

8. Motivations and Goals:

   - What are their short-term and long-term goals?

   - What drives them to pursue these goals?

   - Are there any fears or insecurities that motivate or hinder them?

9. Relationships:

   - Who are the most important people in their life?

   - How do they interact with family, friends, and acquaintances?

   - Do they have any romantic interests or significant relationships?

10. Past Experiences:

    - Have they faced any major challenges or setbacks in the past?

    - How have these experiences shaped their beliefs and values?

    - Have they experienced any significant losses or tragedies?

11. Worldview and Beliefs:

    - What are their core beliefs and values?

    - How do they view the world around them?

    - Are there any cultural, religious, or philosophical influences in their life?

12. Inner Conflict:

    - What internal struggles do they face?

    - Are there any unresolved issues from their past that continue to affect them?

    - How do these inner conflicts impact their decisions and actions?

13. Connection to Outer Conflict/Plot:

    - How does their personal journey intersect with the main plot or external conflict?

    - What stakes are involved for the character in the larger story?

    - How do their goals and motivations align (or conflict) with the central conflict?

 

(Shorter) Knowing Your Character Inside Out Checklist

Personality Traits:

   - Introverted/Extroverted

   - Optimistic/Pessimistic

   - Assertive/Passive

   - Empathetic/Self-centered

   - Logical/Emotional

   - Adventurous/Cautious

   - Honest/Dishonest

   - Ambitious/Content

Beliefs and Values:

   - Religious beliefs (if any)

   - Moral code

   - Political beliefs

   - Views on relationships

   - Attitude towards authority

Fears and Insecurities:

   - Common fears (spiders, heights, etc.)

   - Deep-seated insecurities (failure, rejection, etc.)

   - Traumatic experiences (if applicable)

Desires and Goals:

   - Short-term goals

   - Long-term aspirations

   - What motivates them to pursue these goals?

Strengths:

   - Intellectual strengths

   - Physical abilities

   - Emotional resilience

   - Social skills

   - Unique talents or abilities

Weaknesses:

   - Personal flaws

   - Areas of vulnerability

   - Bad habits

   - Limiting beliefs

Backstory:

    - Family background

    - Childhood experiences

    - Significant life events that shaped their identity

    - Education and career path

    - Previous relationships

-Josie

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[kaztastrophic]

ask me things about my oc domino until i get their written story done please <3

i'm thinking ten ocs as my 'before i make a second blog for ocs and writing and potentially role play as ask the characters' too so what should i name that blog?

#my ocs #oc #ocs #original character #character #writing #Ask my oc #ask my ocs #ask my characters #Ask my character #oc creation #original character creation #Second blog #Help me name my second blog

[turqrambles]

All of these are indeed real, by the way. Sorry if some of these sound like a Rayman Iceberg situation.

#rayman #tumblr polls #some of these are major plot details by the way #I also tried to pick weird ass pieces of lore from across the entire franchise's history #also no - Dark Globox and Glombrox are not the same character. They actually look nothing like each other. #and the Teensies' creation supposedly caused a divorce #and the drunk fish is named Eig and he was supposedly considered to return in Origins

[grendel-menz]

A somewhat randomly generated 'pirate' crew

The little references I started with - 2-3 random traits, a random quirk, and a song from my shuffled spotify likes and age... I'm not dead set on these since some don't really go together well but its a starting point!

#art #my art #digital art #character design #ocs #original characters #sketchbook #character creation #my pirate ocs #idk the ship name yet but once i do ill tag them as that #a group of anti imperialists more realistically #cant steal whats yours

[thepedanticbohemian]

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