its HALF in rp (I said half not whole :>) BTW you dont HAVE to draw the oc, but you can...or you can make a very detailed bio. Who can make the most creative oc in this rp? The most colorful, the best backstory, a good personality, the most creative ability(s), the most intriguing name? We'll see! Winner gets a prize that I wont yet disclose! Keep it in THIS rp folks
This is somebody. He had a name, but he hates it. He doesn’t go by anything. All these nicknames displease him. Anyway, this guy always hated himself. He’s hated his face, he hated his eyes, his hair. He hated his voice. He hated his job. He hated his parents. He hated his life. Entirely. He wished he was someone else. Someone prettier, Someone popular. Someone better. So he took it upon himself to manifest something. Something that could make him new. Better. Leviathan. Leviathan himself came and told him, “I sense your struggles poor boy. I can grant you the ability to become anyone you want. Anyone you want. Someone you strive to be. Someone better. He obliged. This was the greatest day of his life. His “prayers” have finally been answered. No. No they haven’t, silly. Look at you now. An abstract shell of what you loved about yourself. Your nothing. What worth does a circle and 3 appendages serve. None. Nothing. Nothing better. But he felt a sixth sense from beneath his skin, he knew what he was capable of now. He tracked down someone. Someone famous. Doesn’t matter who. And he took control of their body. He was them. He was everything he wanted. He was better. Joy cleansed his bitter heart. He could live through the life he always wanted. But no. He hates it. Even with all this fame, he is not satisfied. At all. Too many problems. Too much responsibilities. He was fed up. He discarded their body and claimed the body of someone not famous, but popular amongst their family. A doctor. But he hated it. Too much responsibility. He then took the body of an average person. Not enough popularity. Not enough attention. Day after day, body after body, life after life, none of them met his needs. He hated none of them. He lied. He said he would make life pleasing, life great, life better. But no. He lied. Now look at me. I hate everything. I hate myself.
