I'm bored so let's dedicate a whole book to my ocs :D
Whether you read or not doesn't matter to me because I'm having fun
These chapters are all a giant jumble btw because I introduce new ocs and put them into previous chapters sorry lol
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——————————————————————— Name: Swaye Noizako Age: 16 Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Bisexual Likes: Crocodiles, mud, her sharp teeth, roses Dislikes: Anything too hot or too cold, metal scraping off of surfaces, her dad Species: Human crocodile hybrid Created in: February 2024 Zodiac: Cancer Personality type: ENTJ
Swaye is a crocodile human, meaning her dad was one sick fuck-
Sorry anyways Swaye is, like the other SGS ocs, very murderous, but in a different way. She has a natural urge to try and eat her classmates and anyone she meets. She thinks human flesh tastes spectacular, and often bites her own hand to attempt to control herself. The roses in her hair also calm her down, but they aren't very affective and she'd rather use them as decoration.
Swaye is well-mannered and very sweet, but it's a deception. She has a true personality, one that is angry and aggressive. If she's pushed hard enough, she'll start yelling with rage and hurting whoever upset her that badly. But Swaye tries to avoid these situations, she invented her own collar which has blades in it. They'll stab her neck every-time her brain makes a slight hint of being mad. Sometimes, she's so mad, she ignores the pain.
Also her dad is in jail. Don't fuck crocodiles guys it's illegal and weird :)
The next oc isn't an aggressive twat. It's your fellow party member!
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Or... is she someone you haven't seen for four years?
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