#character inspo
“are u mad” no bro thats just my face.
Everyone has a superpower based on the topography of where they were born (IE: Mountains, deserts, etc.). You are the first person to be born in space.
“Close your eyes,” the woman commanded me. She was wearing a robe of deep purple, heavy and warm, yet the mocha skin above her wrists puckered with goosebumps as she lifted her arms. Reaching out, she touched my forehead with gentle fingers.
In a blink, I watched as her lavender eyes shuddered into something two dimensional; something impossible to read.
I did as I was told and tried to shake off the beating wings of nervous energy fluttering inside my stomach.
It was the day of Aknowledging, after all; the day all children of age seven learn of their innate powers given to them from the lands of which they were born.
So I shouldn’t feel afraid. All children my age feel this way.
But I wasn’t born of the land. I wasn’t born of a clan either. No one knows where I came from, and this orphanage is all I know and remember.
“Now,” she said, interrupting me, “I want you to imagine yourself somewhere safe; somewhere that makes you feel secure.”
I nodded and without a seconds thought, placed myself amongst the wheat fields that glowed silver under moonlight, tucked away in winter’s frosty hibernation. I jumped and twirled in the darkness and imaged myself plopping down atop a woven wool blanket so I could stare up into the heavens.
The night sky always made me feel this way. Serene. At home.
The air chilled and my ears popped—like the pressure in the room increased. Or maybe decreased. I wanted to open my eyes, but the woman’s hand slid over them, keeping them shut.
“Hold out your hand.”
I lifted my hand as if to receive a gift. Now what was about to happen? Would the Wind clan accept me if a gust flew from my fist? Or the Polar clan whose hands froze water into ice at just the mere thought?
There was a pulling sensation in the palm of my hand and suddenly, the air around me shifted and started towards me. Wait, not towards me–towards my hand. I felt the wind gathering there, pulling and sucking like a vacuum.
“Oh my god,” the woman hissed. “What power is—”
I was about to open my eyes when the light from underneath my eyelids abruptly snuffed out, followed by a scream that shifted into an ear splitting silence.
I curled my fingers into a fist and held my hand protectevely over my chest. The pulling sensation stopped.
At first, I couldnt tell my eyes were open; there was no longer any light in the room. And where once stood a woman wearing a robe of deep purple… stood nothing at all.
Original Main Character Bio (portrayed by Dina Denoire)
(full) Name: Charlotte Candid (no middle name)
Nicknames (if any): Charlotte, red, Arial
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Ethnicity: Arabic
Hair color: natural brown dyed red (hence the nicknames red and Ariel
Eye color: amber/brown
Sexuality: Bisexual
Social/financial class: low class
Hobbies: Gardening/ studying flowers, painting, singing, and book collecting/ editing
Health/health issues: fought lung cancer for a lot of her life but did beat it, it left her weak, fragile, and petit though and she still has some troubles now and again and is in and out of hospitals
Dreams: Wants to become a teacher for young kids (kindergarten – 2nd grade), and own a small personal bookstore/library for the streets to enjoy
Facts:
Doesn’t get to leave the house much (almost trapped) due to her “weak health conditions” but really it is her brother exercising his authority
Has a twin brother (another important OC who will be getting a bio)
Loves to sing and write songs but won’t pursue anything with it
Her family doesn’t think she’ll live long enough to really do anything and can’t seem to stop reminding her
She is a ray of sunshine that can bring a smile to the toughest of cholos and can warm the coldest heart
Tries her very best to see the best in people and can’t stop giving second chances and helping people which makes her naive
She is a genius despite being homeschooled and loves to solve problems
Can be very goofy, clumsy, and adventurous despite others constantly trying to “protect” her
Character is available for use please just tag me or let me know, changes can be made to the characters
