User:Auburnoftheswans

"Azure blue with golden accents and a dusting of beige. Auburn--particularly Auburn's username--reminds me of a fancy ballroom with azure blue and golden accents." ~Tillie

OCs
Name: Holden Bradford Paul

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Pronouns: he || him, but he does not really care

Orientation: Nothing official, but defiantly not straight. He is thinking pan, but just anything.

Personality: Holden is a full born extrovert, and he is very social and friendly. He is always looking for an adventure, and can be bold and spontaneous. Holden is a very flirtatious person because he has a fear of never being good enough for someone and being forgotten. Everything he does is an attempt to be memorable. Holden usually does not stop to consider the consequences of his actions. He is also protective of those he cares about and can also feel really jealous. Tends to overreact. Attention is something he constantly craves. He is attention seeking and an attention hog. Very chatty and adventurous, he is also loud and chaotic. He is not very organized or neat, and procrastinates daily. He is ‘street smart’ not ‘book smart’

Flaws: He can be really salty and an overall ***** to those mean to him. He can be nice and butterflies, but if someone is being a pick me person or goodie goodie, he WILL destroy them. He holds grudges a long time and can be super vengeful. Like. Really vengeful.

Appearance: Holden has bright green eyes with millions of small gold flecks. His eyes are his most striking feature. His mother always said that she put too much mascara on the day he was born, because of his long eyelashes. He has tousled, sandy blonde hair. He has very poor skin, due to being out in the sun. It is dry, cracked, and nothing seems to really help. He has freckles strewn across the bridge of his nose. He is sort of insecure about his face because it’s not the prettiest thing. He is a rectangle shape.

Strengths: He was on the swim team in high school, and was got a scholarship to a college for it. Too bad he is in another dimension now.

Weaknesses: He is toned, but not everywhere. His skin is not tough, so he gets cut easily. ADHD makes it hard to focus, so he has cut his finger multiple times when tried to juST EAT A GOSH DANG KIWI-

Power(s)/Abnormalities: Conjurer. He snaps his fingers and something that he knows exactly where it is basically teleports to him.

Backstory: (optional but this helps us see what made your character who they are)

Family: Two moms that are both over protective.

Disorders + Conditions + Phobias + etc: He has ADHD. Not just 'oh I think I have ADHD', but he is diagnosed with it. It mostly makes it hard for him to focus on one thing. His brain will be bombarded by other thoughts, and he gets really frustrated.

Other: Nope

Name: Shirin Iman Nuri Azar Elaheh Azimi. Iman, Nuri, Azar, and Elaheh are her added names, because it is not custom for her family to have middle names, but personal first names. For short, its just Shirin Azimi

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She, her

Orientation: Disaster Bisexual

Personality: Shirin is a somewhat demanding person, especially when it comes to what she wants in life. She dislikes feeling held back and tries very hard to ensure that her needs are met. Shirin is very stubborn, and she wants what she wants. If there is something she does not want to do, she will grasp at straws to not do it. Shirin will likely push her loved ones to help them, and is demanding and bratty in the process. May spontaneously burst into song or dance. Shirin loves the stage and spotlight, along with attention. Strong aesthetic sense. She love a little drama and passion, and is quite inconsiderate. She is often so focused on immediate pleasures that they neglect the duties and responsibilities that make those luxuries possible. She is very rich and privileged. Shirin is a bossy, arrogant, and witty girl. She thinks highly of herself and lowly of others as she believes that she deserves everything. She just wants attention. And revenge.

Flaws: ^

Appearance: Long caramel hair, slightly wavy, chestnut almond shaped eyes, full rosy lips, darker skin, manicured nails and always wears short skirts, dresses, or shorts. She has a lot of tight clothing and loves looking boujee.

Strengths: Watch out for her Aubercy Diamond Deluxe Winter Edition 5 inch heels.

Weaknesses: She isn't very strong anywhere, and she relies on others to protect herself. She is very good at hitting people with her heels.

Power(s)/Abnormalities: Uh- Flight.

Backstory: Mommy issues. Dad fawned over her. Mom left when she was young.

Family: ^

Disorders + Conditions + Phobias + etc: She is afraid of being left behind.

Other: Nope

Name: Gosh I'm doing it- Loki Mohtihekee

Age: 19

Gender: Genderfluid

Pronouns: Him/Them

Orientation: Disaster Bisexual

Personality: He is an expert liar. A cunning and intelligent person, this along with his overwhelming ambition means that he never surrenders. Passionate, sensitive to criticism. They don't like opening up. He is prone to burnout. He is clever and ambitious, knowing what he wants and will stop for nothing and no one to get it. They are very patient and will bide their time for the over all plan. Very elegant and slightly bitter. He is a diva. A full tilt diva. He wants flowers parades, a monument built to the sky with his name on it. He acts like he is above it all, but he jUsT wAnTs tO fEeL iN cOnTrOl.

Flaws: ^ Oh and he uses other's fear to make him feel better about himself.

Appearance:

Dark hair, longish. Pale skin, high cheekbones

Credits to ilikeyouhowyouare

Strengths: More lean and able to slip into places undetected. Good at mimicking people.

Weaknesses: Choking, not overly strong, so he can't defend himself against being grabbed by someone bigger than himself.

Power(s)/Abnormalities: Magic

- Illusions: Can create illusions. These illusions usually manifest themselves as hazy, green holographic lights, when revealed. Loki can also cast illusions upon himself to give himself the appearance of others, effectively allowing him to shapeshift. He can also then conceal himself. Conjuration: Loki can magically manifest physical objects out of thin air, often when producing weapons to attack. All of his powers are to disguise himself or to be invisible, which says a lot about his personality.

Backstory: down there

Family: They had a brother who was better than them. He loved him (obviously like a brother), but everyone treated his brother better than them.

Disorders + Conditions + Phobias + etc: Imposter's syndrome.

Other:

Don't mind me, documenting Swanboy incident-

Holden sat down on the edge of the blanket, removing his shoves, and then scrambling to the center.

Chuckling, Danny laid down almost on top of him in a CoMpLeTeLy pLaToNiC way, then pulled out her tuna sandwich ad started eating.

Holden adjusted her hair and played with it in a cOmPLeTeLy uTtEr PLaToNiC wAy. With one had, he reached over and got some grapes.

Danny watched their fellow students walk past as she ate, letting her attention drift to a nearby pond. There were several ducks and even a few swans swimming in it.

"Duckies! C'mere duckie duckie!" Holden tossed bread crumbs their way.

"That's not healthy for them!" Danny chided, making no move to stop him.

Holden rolled his eyes. "Pish-posh," he said, and got up from the blanket to move closer to the pond, bringing his whole sandwhich.

Danny finished her sandwich and grabbed herself a blue cookie as she got up to follow him.

"Oooh look how pretty that one is!" Holden ran up to a swan. "I just wanna hug it."

"That's a terrible idea! Geese and swans are very--"

Holden ran up to it, and scooped the beautiful swan into his arms. The swan squaked, and bit his ears. "ACK!" Holden screeched, and the swan ~gracefully~ bit at his bare feet.

"Violent..." Danny finished, torn between amusement and concern.

The swan called to the other swans and they all promptly attacked him.

Danny decided she should probably help and grabbed the blanket, going to offer it as protection against the swans.

The swans dOvE (excuse me platy) to avoid Danny, and a swan's webbed foot tangled in Holden's hair. He screamed.

Danny shook her head and reached down, grabbing the swan by the top of its neck so it couldn’t bite her and reaching down to untangle its foot from Holden’s hair.

"HELP ME HOLY MOTHER OF SWANS HELP ME!" Holden replied running rampant around the park.

Danny yanked the swan away and threw it as far as possible, then took off after Holden

"dANNNNYY!" Holden said as he swan dove into the lake, hoping to avoid them.

Danny fell over in shock and amazement. "Holden, swans can swim!"

Holden gasped for breath, going to the surface. "THEY CAN WhAt-" Holden screamed.

At this point, Danny sat down and started laughing. "They can swim, idiot! And you just jumped in a cesspool of bacteria the school passes as a pond."

Holden spitefully spat into the water and hurried out. A swan cautiously came up to him. "Hey lil dude," Holden slowly said, and to Danny, "This one likes me!"

Danny was giggling too hard at the absurdity of the situation to respond so she just nodded.

The swan tilted its head as Holden approached it, his hand outstretched. It made a soft cooing noise. "My gosh, it really does like me!" The swan then lunged at Holden, biting his arm.

By this point, Danny was struggling to breathe and her cheeks were hurting from grinning so much.

"IDIOTIC SWAN!" Holden replied, vigorously shaking his entire body, tried to rid the swan's serrated beak edges from his arm.

Ploofy tilted her head and informed Auburn than swans don't have teeth...

Ploofy nodded and said the cOrReCt terminology would be "serrated beak." Then she burst into laughter and fell over.

Finally, Holden shook the swan's serrated beaked edged mouth from him, and climbed up a tree.

Danny watched him, still giggling hysterically.

"Swan harassment is not a joke, Danny. Thousands of families suffer from it every year."

Of course, that just made her laugh harder.

The majority of the swans had gone back into the lake, but one stray swan came over to Danny, and plopped herself down next to her, resting her long neck on Danny's lap. This infuriated Holden.

Danny hesitantly stroked the swan, her shoulders still shaking with silent giggles. "How you doing, Swanboy?" She called teasingly.

"Hate, hate, hate, loathe entirely," Holden grumbled, nestled in his tree.

"It's not my fault they like me better, Swanboy," she teased smugly, still petting her.

Holden humphed from his perch. "I aint no swanboy, and I aint gonna be aSsOcIaTeD with no devil's pet," Holden proclaimed.

"και δεν είναι τόσο καλά αγγλικά, ε;."

Holden swung from the tree, down to the ground. "Huh?"

“Nothing, Swanboy,” Danny told him cheekily, not moving from her spot with the swan. “I think I’m going to name her Mávros.”

"What ancient sorcery were you speaking?" Holden questioned. "And what type of name is Mávros?"

“Greek, Swanboy. Greek. And Mávros means black in Greek. It seemed fitting.”

Holden edged down to the blanket, avoiding Mávros. "Why did you learn Greek, can you teach me, and why black swan?"

Mávros let out a soft coo at her new name. The other swans looked enviously at her.

“What do you think?” Danny asked slyly.