#oc.phoebe

Phobos "Phoebe" Mneme is better known to the people of Wynn as their 'Little Phoenix' - their seemingly unkillable hero who always shows up right when she's needded. Her magic always looks to be impossible and she's never knocked down for long. She makes the perfect symbol of hope in these desperate times.

But for now here's an overview of them, because I will be posting torments for them when I can.

Also please feel free to send asks for them. I love to ramble.

Anyway.

Phobos "Phoebe" Mneme - She/her - Trickster Assassin

Originally from Fruma, Phoebe is an assassin whos magic is almost entirely based in illusions. Able to do near impossible things as long as both her and the target believes she can, she keeps a tight hold on how people see her just so she can keep that edge. She's made a name for herself as the flashy new hero of Wynn who walks into hell and comes back where no one else has - their 'Little Phoenix'.

She has a sister named Deimos, that she nicknamed 'Sunshine', who walked the same path she now does in a now-destroyed timeline. From Deimos' powers, Phoebe is 'trapped' in a time loop that resets every time she dies. Originally, this sent her a long ways back, but now Deimos can create 'save points' for her.

Together they're trying to save the world, keep their friends, and avoid some of the disasters Deimos witnessed in her timeline. It's... Going. Some things can't be changed or are better off left alone. The life of a hero is exhausting.

Willow - She/he - Boltslinger Archer

In the time after the Factory's shutdown, there were a lot of volatile opinions on the subject of it and mechs in general. Willow was a mech mechanic during this period, one of the best in the field on account of her unorthodox usage of body modifications.

Following an attack on the workshop where he worked, he was left scarred and missing an arm. Though she had an excellent prosthetic that met her needs, he still felt uncomfortable while wearing it. It never felt like it was truly hers and was a constant reminder of what had happened. But, of course, being seen without it was enough to have people questioning him on the street.

So, as any self respecting mechanic does, she began tinkering with what records existed of the magic of the constructs of Gavel - the magic of the Colossus and of the smaller, ruined constructs in Cinfras County. The magic of binding flesh with something other than.

Of course, nothing ever turns out as planned.

Ananke - He/him - Fallen Warrior

Terrible things can happen to anyone, really. Terrible things also have the horrible habit of happening to some of the best people. While the latter is debatable in Ananke's case, it cannot be denied that what happened to him was terrible.

Fatally wounded by corrupted in his early days as a soldier of the Detlas Army, he was left behind by his peers as they ran to save themselves. It's not like he can blame them for it, but he still feels incredibly bitter over the entire thing.

Yet it was less than a week later that he walked back into Detlas. Not as an undead, but as alive as a person could be. There's been several questions as to how in the time since, but none have ever been given a straight answer.

<<[What lurks beneath will raise itself again. The sun rises. The moon sets. And the fires of dawn burn furiously.]>>

Rumours that he was corrupted continue to circulate, but they're never proven. Even when they test Ananke himself for any signs of it.

Edwyn - They/them - Summoner Shaman

Edwyn is dead. At least, that's what everyone believes. If they saw the state they were in these days, they'd probably come out swinging torches and pitchforks.

Fortunately, they can't see the state they're in.

No one can see them at all.

In a state between living and dead, both and neither but not undead, Edwyn wanders the province of Wynn trying to understand the world. They have no memories of who they were before, but some places and people tug at a faint sense of familiarity that brings curiosity if nothing else.

To understand why they exist as they do is all they seek. To understand the world and its intricacies is a fun hobby.

To understand who they used to be is a necessity they wish wasn't.

Despite being the guy who made the questions, I really have not posted about my own wynn ocs, have I?

Answering this with two different ocs because making choices is hard and I have this power.

Phobos "Phoebe" Mneme - She/Her - Trickster Assassin

I still wear the same coat I arrived in, it's definitely struggling to keep up with everything that's going on, but it's still holding together! It's a lovely dark green with buttons that used to be gold. Wait, hold on, where did that one go?

I can't believe I lost a button, it's been so long I didn't think it could happen. It'll turn up, I guess, at least if Sunshine hasn't saved me with it missing or whatever.

Anyway! Back to the question! It's still pretty difficult to find comfortable clothes that can accomodate for my tail, there's not a species out there with one like mine. I've got a few places I can trust now, so my clothes tend to always be pretty similar because of that.

...

Oh, wait. You meant style, didn't you? I prefer practical over pretty, especially with how precarious the situation is. Simple pants that don't restrict me too much, a clean shirt I don't mind getting mud or blood on - things I don't need to spend hours repairing or cleaning, I have my coat for that. Never know when I'm going to need to defend myself, you know? I've been kidnapped far too many times to not stay armed. I do wear a nice scarf when I can, it's a lovely shade of teal. I've not run into anywhere that has anything nearly as nice, so I've paid a fortune keeping it repaired. I don't remember where I got it, honestly.

2. Edwyn - They/Them - Summoner Shaman

...There's meant to be a difference? I guess it explains some- more than some- okay a lot of things, but that's why people wear so many colours? It's not defense?

Oh absolutely.