Roren
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I wanted to be extremely self indulgent, so I wrote my demon OC into Deadlock, and I feel like she'd be a good fit with what I've written here. Got a bunch of interactions, as well as a basic backstory. I'm an amateur voice actress as well, so I'd love to voice her. That's all, byebye o/:
"Keller" (Name Pending) is a former student of Dynamo's. When Quinton Carson departed from college (dropped out impulsively) to pursue an independent study of witchcraft, he had no idea what would come of his findings, or what would happen to him in the coming days.
Ripping themselves apart and being reassembled atom by atom by a whirlwind of arcane energy was definitely not in the top 10. Awakening with the body of an Ixian woman, with green skin and jagged horns, "Keller" has flashes of a life she didn't live, and an everpresent voice in her head, telling her to give up and die. Thankfully, with a few pills, it quiets down for a while.
Keller's reasons for summoning the Patron are simple: get the voice out of her head, and get back to what she was doing before.
So my idea with Keller is to basically make a deadlock-modern era trans demon witch/archeologist. It's very self-indulgent. A few parts of this are lifted from some of my own character's story of basically headbutting an arcane bomb and coming out the other end as an unstable force of magic, but, seeing as how Dynamo kinda already does that, I figured I'd change that a little while also keeping it relatively the same to have some fun interactions to bounce off of Dynamo with.
Keller is a relatively normal and friendly person in interactions, though a bit of a social outcast and someone that can't really tolerate aggressive and obnoxious people like Vyper or Lash. She's more curious than afraid of Seven, is friendly but awkward around Dynamo, and pretty nervous around Ixian characters for reasons in her backstory essentially amounting to "I'm sorry that I am the way I am and I hope I'm not offending you".
I'd imagine her weapon would be some kind of double barrel shotgun, or magic gatling gun, but I haven't decided her kit at all. Just, character wise, she would use some kind of gun fused with haphazardly added magic bits.
Keller was always trans, but never outwardly presented as such during college, and only started dressing and speaking differently during their studies, away from the public, in a space she was comfortable with. The transformation has only served to self-validate, and she doesn't want to leave her new body, just the voice inside, which could either be the body's original mind attempting to take over, or something more malevolent. Ideally, it's actually nothing magic, just intense psychological stress manifesting as an alternative mind, but really, this part can go. I just want a cool demon witch lady that eats pizza and hangs out with gargoyles.
Interactions:
1
Dynamo: Is that...hey, I know you!
Keller: Wh-...Doc?!
Dynamo: Quentin! It's been an age and a day! You look, different!
Keller sucks in air through her teeth: Oooooh, doc, it's uh, it's Keller now...
Dynamo: Ah, my-my apologies! I didn't mean to offend. You're uh, green!
Keller: Yeah! You're uh...metal!
Dynamo: Yeah!
Keller: Yeah...
Dynamo: Yeah...
2
Dynamo: I heard some things about you, kid...heard you've been, selling artifacts?
Keller: Uh...
Dynamo: C'mon Keller, you know better...
Keller: Doc, look, I gotta eat. Plus, what's the real historical value of a 500 year old back scratcher? Like, really.
3
Keller: So I gotta know, doc, how'd uh...that, happen?
Dynamo: I was at ground zero when the Maelstrom happened. Ripped me apart in body, but not in mind.
Keller: Wow...did it hurt?
Dynamo: Yeah. What about you?
Keller: About the same. Drew a summoning circle, my apartment in Salem is more like a smoking green crater now.
Dynamo: Ah. Did it hurt?
Keller: ...Not physically.
4
Haze: I'm sorry. I can't go back in there.
Keller: Please. I can't sleep anymore.
Haze: No.
Keller sighs: Then I guess we're trying Plan B.
Haze: And if that fails...sorry.
5
Keller: I just uh, before we do this, I want to apologize.
Haze: It's part of the job, don't worry about it.
Keller: No, I mean it. You're not all smoke and mirrors. Just uh, smoke, I guess.
Haze: ...Uh-huh.
Keller: I made it weird, sorry.
6
Keller: Hey, Ivy! Que Pasa, chica?
Ivy: Hey, that wasn't that bad!
Keller: That's uh, that's all I got.
Ivy: Oh.
7
Seven: Amazing, another who wishes to wish their gifts away?
Keller: What? No.
Seven: Is that so? Then why are you here?
Keller: All I hear is screaming, every day. Every night. I just want to sleep.
Seven chuckles under his breath: So do I.
8
Keller: Hey Mo, I got something here. Genuine relic from the Byzantine. I'll sell it to ya for a discount.
Mo: Is that so? Because it looks like it will fall apart in my hands.
Keller: That's what makes it genuine!
Mo: I will pass.
Keller: Damn it.
9
Abrams: Ya look nervous, kid.
Keller chuckles awkwardly: Haha, what, me nervous? Nah never, no way, heheheh, I'm good man, I'm good.
Abrams: Lemme guess, it's the book, huh? Don't worry, I got it under control.
Keller: Eheh...right...
10
Keller: Hey uh, big guy...
Abrams: Hm? Yeah, pint-size?
Keller: I uh, wasn't born like this...sorry...
Abrams starts laughing: What're you apologizing for? Bet it happens all the time now.
Keller: Ya think so? Oh thank god. I was freakin' out, didn't want to like, piss you off or somethin'.
11
Keller: Lash, I will give you 500 dollars to shut the fuck up for the entirety of this, starting now.
Lash: The Lash accepts.
Keller sighs.
Lash: Damn it.
12
Keller: Hey Sheriff. You're not after me, right?
Holliday: For what, selling old junk? I don't care.
Keller: Oh, good. Wait, you don't? Then who does?
Holliday: I'd guess you're doing a real good job at pissing off the dead, other than that, not many people.
Keller: Didn't even think of that, heheh. "Intruder!!! You have stolen by favorite chair! 1000 curses upon ye!!!"
Holliday chuckles a bit.
Keller: Ehhhh, got you to smileeee...
13
Calico: Something on your mind?
Keller: Can I pet your cat?
Calico: ...No.
Keller: Pleeease??
Calico:...Summon the patron, and I'll let you try.
Keller: Hell yeah.
14
Vindicta: Your witchcraft is...amateur at best.
Keller: Wh-
Bu-
Y-
Look lady, you didn't exactly leave us much to go on besides "don't get caught or you'll get burned at the stake!" I'm graspin' at frickin' straws here!
Vindicta: Relax. See me after this.
Keller: Wait, seriously!? Haha, yeah!
15
Keller: Hope you're not too disappointed in the next generation of witches...
Vindicta: I won't deny it, I am a bit let down. I assumed there would be more of you.
Keller: Not a lot of us wear their hearts on their sleeves, with the Friends of Humanity skulking around half the city and all. Lost a few friends who thought they knew better...I uh, I miss em.
Vindicta: Do you wish to get even?
Keller:...yeah. I kinda do.
These 15 are just some tests to refine her character a bit. If I did more, it'd probably be some very human reactions to freaks like Wrecker and Fathom, and a bit more with Ivy, as well as some nice ones with Viscous.
"Keller" (Name Pending) is a former student of Dynamo's. When Quinton Carson departed from college (dropped out impulsively) to pursue an independent study of witchcraft, he had no idea what would come of his findings, or what would happen to him in the coming days.
Ripping themselves apart and being reassembled atom by atom by a whirlwind of arcane energy was definitely not in the top 10. Awakening with the body of an Ixian woman, with green skin and jagged horns, "Keller" has flashes of a life she didn't live, and an everpresent voice in her head, telling her to give up and die. Thankfully, with a few pills, it quiets down for a while.
Keller's reasons for summoning the Patron are simple: get the voice out of her head, and get back to what she was doing before.
So my idea with Keller is to basically make a deadlock-modern era trans demon witch/archeologist. It's very self-indulgent. A few parts of this are lifted from some of my own character's story of basically headbutting an arcane bomb and coming out the other end as an unstable force of magic, but, seeing as how Dynamo kinda already does that, I figured I'd change that a little while also keeping it relatively the same to have some fun interactions to bounce off of Dynamo with.
Keller is a relatively normal and friendly person in interactions, though a bit of a social outcast and someone that can't really tolerate aggressive and obnoxious people like Vyper or Lash. She's more curious than afraid of Seven, is friendly but awkward around Dynamo, and pretty nervous around Ixian characters for reasons in her backstory essentially amounting to "I'm sorry that I am the way I am and I hope I'm not offending you".
I'd imagine her weapon would be some kind of double barrel shotgun, or magic gatling gun, but I haven't decided her kit at all. Just, character wise, she would use some kind of gun fused with haphazardly added magic bits.
Keller was always trans, but never outwardly presented as such during college, and only started dressing and speaking differently during their studies, away from the public, in a space she was comfortable with. The transformation has only served to self-validate, and she doesn't want to leave her new body, just the voice inside, which could either be the body's original mind attempting to take over, or something more malevolent. Ideally, it's actually nothing magic, just intense psychological stress manifesting as an alternative mind, but really, this part can go. I just want a cool demon witch lady that eats pizza and hangs out with gargoyles.
Interactions:
1
Dynamo: Is that...hey, I know you!
Keller: Wh-...Doc?!
Dynamo: Quentin! It's been an age and a day! You look, different!
Keller sucks in air through her teeth: Oooooh, doc, it's uh, it's Keller now...
Dynamo: Ah, my-my apologies! I didn't mean to offend. You're uh, green!
Keller: Yeah! You're uh...metal!
Dynamo: Yeah!
Keller: Yeah...
Dynamo: Yeah...
2
Dynamo: I heard some things about you, kid...heard you've been, selling artifacts?
Keller: Uh...
Dynamo: C'mon Keller, you know better...
Keller: Doc, look, I gotta eat. Plus, what's the real historical value of a 500 year old back scratcher? Like, really.
3
Keller: So I gotta know, doc, how'd uh...that, happen?
Dynamo: I was at ground zero when the Maelstrom happened. Ripped me apart in body, but not in mind.
Keller: Wow...did it hurt?
Dynamo: Yeah. What about you?
Keller: About the same. Drew a summoning circle, my apartment in Salem is more like a smoking green crater now.
Dynamo: Ah. Did it hurt?
Keller: ...Not physically.
4
Haze: I'm sorry. I can't go back in there.
Keller: Please. I can't sleep anymore.
Haze: No.
Keller sighs: Then I guess we're trying Plan B.
Haze: And if that fails...sorry.
5
Keller: I just uh, before we do this, I want to apologize.
Haze: It's part of the job, don't worry about it.
Keller: No, I mean it. You're not all smoke and mirrors. Just uh, smoke, I guess.
Haze: ...Uh-huh.
Keller: I made it weird, sorry.
6
Keller: Hey, Ivy! Que Pasa, chica?
Ivy: Hey, that wasn't that bad!
Keller: That's uh, that's all I got.
Ivy: Oh.
7
Seven: Amazing, another who wishes to wish their gifts away?
Keller: What? No.
Seven: Is that so? Then why are you here?
Keller: All I hear is screaming, every day. Every night. I just want to sleep.
Seven chuckles under his breath: So do I.
8
Keller: Hey Mo, I got something here. Genuine relic from the Byzantine. I'll sell it to ya for a discount.
Mo: Is that so? Because it looks like it will fall apart in my hands.
Keller: That's what makes it genuine!
Mo: I will pass.
Keller: Damn it.
9
Abrams: Ya look nervous, kid.
Keller chuckles awkwardly: Haha, what, me nervous? Nah never, no way, heheheh, I'm good man, I'm good.
Abrams: Lemme guess, it's the book, huh? Don't worry, I got it under control.
Keller: Eheh...right...
10
Keller: Hey uh, big guy...
Abrams: Hm? Yeah, pint-size?
Keller: I uh, wasn't born like this...sorry...
Abrams starts laughing: What're you apologizing for? Bet it happens all the time now.
Keller: Ya think so? Oh thank god. I was freakin' out, didn't want to like, piss you off or somethin'.
11
Keller: Lash, I will give you 500 dollars to shut the fuck up for the entirety of this, starting now.
Lash: The Lash accepts.
Keller sighs.
Lash: Damn it.
12
Keller: Hey Sheriff. You're not after me, right?
Holliday: For what, selling old junk? I don't care.
Keller: Oh, good. Wait, you don't? Then who does?
Holliday: I'd guess you're doing a real good job at pissing off the dead, other than that, not many people.
Keller: Didn't even think of that, heheh. "Intruder!!! You have stolen by favorite chair! 1000 curses upon ye!!!"
Holliday chuckles a bit.
Keller: Ehhhh, got you to smileeee...
13
Calico: Something on your mind?
Keller: Can I pet your cat?
Calico: ...No.
Keller: Pleeease??
Calico:...Summon the patron, and I'll let you try.
Keller: Hell yeah.
14
Vindicta: Your witchcraft is...amateur at best.
Keller: Wh-
Bu-
Y-
Look lady, you didn't exactly leave us much to go on besides "don't get caught or you'll get burned at the stake!" I'm graspin' at frickin' straws here!
Vindicta: Relax. See me after this.
Keller: Wait, seriously!? Haha, yeah!
15
Keller: Hope you're not too disappointed in the next generation of witches...
Vindicta: I won't deny it, I am a bit let down. I assumed there would be more of you.
Keller: Not a lot of us wear their hearts on their sleeves, with the Friends of Humanity skulking around half the city and all. Lost a few friends who thought they knew better...I uh, I miss em.
Vindicta: Do you wish to get even?
Keller:...yeah. I kinda do.
These 15 are just some tests to refine her character a bit. If I did more, it'd probably be some very human reactions to freaks like Wrecker and Fathom, and a bit more with Ivy, as well as some nice ones with Viscous.
