#alisson oc

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I'm gonna do them for Guy and Alisson!

What do they pretend or try to care about?

Guy doesn't give much of a fuck to what his family has to say about his personal decisions (ie. transitioning), but he tries to keep civil with them, so he won't really show that ;)

Alisson has a hard time caring about other people's feelings. She cares about some people, like Meine and later on, Ceres, Yuri and even Dimitri, a bit, but can't bring herself to really relate to their emotions or listen to their vents without biting her lip to prevent her thoughts from spilling out.

What would they make a scene in public about?

Guy is very, very, conflict-avoidant, so he is often too scared to escalate any situation to anything. But in certain topics of discussion, like his transness or defending his points of view, he is usually pretty assertive. Although he doesn't raise his voice, he can say some bitter and agressive words and get the other person worked up pretty quickly. It would just go downhill from there.

Alisson is rather composed and doesn't have a strong reaction to her own feelings, many times, so there is hardly something she would make a scene for. Something that would probably push her buttons quite easily, though, would be defending Meine. She is pretty protective with the people she really cares about.

(Also bonus mention, Ann, Espa's handler, would make a scene over anything, like scolding it or arguing with a cashier.)

How does the image they project differ from who they really are?

Guy gives off a pretty grumpy and cold vibe, but he is actuallly a person who really cares. He's what I like to call "soft inside but rough around the edges" (in opposition to Espa)

Alisson seems really passive and distant and... regal? To people who don't know her, since she's pretty quiet on her corner and doesn't have the most warm expression, but actually she's very passionate and energetic.

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Your questions are:

Do they have a favorite person?

What is a thing they would like to change about themselves if they could, and why?

Hello my mysterious assigned partner! I couldn't decide which oc to submit this year, so I'm leaving the choice up to you! ^^ In my submission form, I put the visual references and art of the characters separately, but just to be sure, I put them here.

I'm submitting four ocs you can choose from. Here they are:

-> Aiden (they/he) - Winged whumpee. Appears quiet, soft and not very defiant but won't easily budge and is surprisingly resilient. Nonbinary. Full intro.

-> Espa (they/she/it) - Living weapon whumpee. Raised as a child soldier, docile and obedient, one of the best and rarely makes any mistakes. Cogender (girl + nonbinary). Full intro.

-> Kaiki (he/him) - Semi-immortal whumpee. Captured by magic scientists who want to test a new military spell that permanently grants one the ability to self-regenerate. Trans boy (ftm). Full intro.

-> Alisson (she/her) - People in her setting have magical powers. Hers is ice based. On the run from people who want to steal it + her friend's. Intersex girl (ftmtf). Full intro.

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I hope you have a lot of fun! If you have any doubts, feel free to hit me with an anon ask with them, I will give my best to answer in one to two days. Good luck!!!

[ID: A character sheet for Alisson with two poses with slightly different appearences. Overall, she is a white girl with freckles, green eyes and short blonde hair styled into a pixie cut. It is more curly in the first than in the second. In the first drawing, Alisson wears duck-shaped earrings, a white sweater over a tight black tank top, a purple scarf, socks and blue pants. This one is labelled "original design". In the second, she wears a black turtleneck under a green sweater with an Y collar and a white skirt. This one is labelled "alternate version i'm working on". A few notes on the sheet read: Alisson - 17yo; she/her; intersex; has ice powers!; sorta chilly. /end ID.] || [ID 2: A doodle that resembles Alisson in the second drawing. /end ID.]

Alisson! She's intersex and the loveliest girl ever. She has ice powers too yay

The drawing on the left is the original design I had for her like a year ago, and I sort of wanted to rework it to fit her better but overall I didn't manage XD The old design is pretty solid, at least for now, so I'm keeping it anyway! There are a few old doodles of her here too!

Alisson really loves somewhat highwaisted pants/trousers/skirts in general and at home she usually wears stuff like. Those very very big tees!

[ID: A portrait drawing of Alisson. She has duck-shaped earrings and there are snowflakes on a plain blue background, in which her name is written. /end ID.]

Today's are two separate unrelated snippets!

CW: Blood, fainting, minor character death mentioned.

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Alisson wasn’t much of a fighter.

No, unlike Ceres who had an eerie and insane amount of control over her link and every ability she absorbed, or Yuri, who had the grace of a dancer and could get by pretty well on his own, her parents had only put her in maybe one or two classes of self-defence a few years ago.

But apparently, adrenaline was one hell of a drug.

She breathed out, forcing the air to come in and out of her lungs. Her arm had been hit. She winced and shielded it with a hand. Alisson’s vision was swaying, and she felt like her legs would give out at any moment. She couldn’t see much ahead.

“Alisson!” Someone screamed from afar. Alisson knew that voice. Meine yelled something else, and she tried to make out what his words were, but to no use. It was all static in her ears. Her breath came out like steam from her mouth. Everything around was frozen. She felt chills.

In a few moments, Meine was in front of her.

“Alisson,” she made out, his voice strangled and eyes worried. He grabbed her shoulders, and for a moment Alisson wondered why—when she realized she had fallen forward. 

The warmth of his chest felt good.

“Are you hurt?” He asked, looking like he was about to cry. He didn’t ask if she was okay. Meine always knew the answer so he never had to ask.

Alisson tried to answer. But her mouth suddenly felt too heavy, and she couldn’t get any words out. Black spots danced on her eyes. She looked up to Meine again, watching as he faded out of her vision.

The tiredness washed over her body, and in a second, Alisson was out like a light.

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Dimitri just needed to get to their room.

They panted, leaning against the wall in an effort not to fall. A shot of pain flared up from their waist, making them wince. She reached out a hand to cover it, but the contact made it sting. Dimitri grit her teeth and continued walking. It was fine. It just needed to get to their—

He was caught off guard by Nosac sitting in the living room. Dimitri’s foot took a step back before it could think. Too late.

Nosac looked over his shoulder, taking his gaze off a magazine. Dimitri froze up in place, heart beating hard against her chest.

“You got yourself hurt?” He asked, disinterested. Dimitri gulped and looked down—which was a mistake. The floor swayed under his feet and he barely caught himself on the wall again. Blood dripped to the pristine white tiles. His master would be so mad.

“...Y-yes,” she said, still avoiding his gaze. She was so stupid. It had not been that hard—she had just needed to get a piece of data from a pen-drive and get it to Master, but she had fallen into an ambush, and was too slow to react, and they got an ice blade to her side, and it hurt, and if she wasn’t so useless, then—

A hand cupped his face before he could notice. Dimitri looked up, suppressing a sob.

Nosac was looking down at them, his magazine forgotten on the jade green couch.

“Why are you not at the bay?”

Dimitri didn’t know. He just wanted to be alone. They had killed someone again. And she knew she should report every time, so that her master could go and clean up her mess—but she just... she just needed to go sleep for a minute. Dimitri didn’t want to go down the medical bay. His room was more important. He needed Lola.

Dimitri’s vision started to fade. His legs gave out under him.

The last thing he felt were Nosac’s arms grabbing it and his voice making a disappointed, tired, tsk.

It didn’t have time to feel ashamed before it passed out.

[ID: A line drawing of Alisson. She is a girl with freckles, wavy short hair cut in a pixie and she wears a loose sweater, what seems like a tight tank top or sports bra underneat, leggings and a scarf, as well as her duck-shaped earrings. /end ID.]

[ID. A loosely lines sketch of Alisson, a girl with short pixie cut hair, wearing a skirt and a loose sweater. /end ID.]