~Adrik and Celeste ~ Lore and character art ~ (art to be posted soon) WARNING! PG 13 CONTENT!

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Hi guys! So basically me and @pokemaker309 were not accepted into the doodledverse. And i mean like, that's SUPER understandable and we don't feel like rejected or anything, BUT! we decided to make OC's anyways! and I totally didnt try to draw them ~ pffftttt no way!!! thats not my art at alllllllllllllll *is being sarcastic* Hopefully this is pretty accurate because it took me so long T-T anyways! enjoy the story, and Character explanations :3 (the art will be posted soon) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Adrik ~ (@pokemaker309 's character) his name is Adrik Novikov, of Russian-American heritage. He is 5'1, with pale white skin and bits of vitiligo, light brown hair, and ice blue eyes. He was born with photosensitive epilepsy and was prone to passing out after seeing bright flashing lights. His parents HATED this flaw, and wanted to get it "fixed" by going to the extremes of making him watch flashing lights in an effort to get him used to them. This made his seizure worse, and sometimes they would happen in the middle of nowhere. His parents would never get him treated for the seizures, never saw a doctor about his epilepsy, and never cared for his well-being, just that they would have a "perfect child". Every time he passed out, the would beat the crap out of him when he came back to it, abusing him severely. Over time, the effects of the flashing light therapy drove him to insanity, and one night he k!lled his parents in the dead of night, his father with one of their sharpest kitchen knifes, his mother through suffocation. He would run away into the night, basically never to be seen again and always fending for himself. He enjoys combat of many types; melee, ranged, etc. but also enjoys the wilderness and its peacefulness, untouched by civilization. Age: 15 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Celeste ~ (my character) her name is Celeste, shes basically AI. also she looks human, even though shes not. She was programmed to be a volleyball coach but her creator lost interest and sold her to a psychopath murderer who she ended up living with for 4 or so years before killing him with a knife she found left on the counter. She has Extreme anxiety and corruption. She wants to fall in love, but isn't sure how (its kind of against her programming) she has a strange obsession with building stuff and making tools and weapons and stuff (engineering) She's 4'11 tall and has blonde hair, color changing eyes, (from normal, to black, and white) depending on her loading situation.she likes training and getting better at combat, she also likes to play volleyball in her free time. (her original programming was to be a volleyball coach before being corrupted) She never gives up unless its absolutely necessary and is peer pressured easily and all the time. she watches horror movies to get ideas for stuff. she also can come back to life if her capacity is up, and not damaged too much. Age: 14 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ and here's how they met! ~ Celeste sat in the trunk of a van it was her 7th birthday and she had just been sold to a psychopath murderer . Her creator had decided they didn't need her and so she had no purpose anymore, as both an AI and a human, Adrik walked slowly down the street, his thumbs in his pockets and his head down, dreading to go home because of the "therapy" he knew his parents had waiting for him. His mind raced, in some kind of craziness, and all he could see were those blinking lights. He stumbled and heaved, just thinking about them. The rabid fear they constantly brought on in his young mind. when all of a sudden, a white van drove past him, moving at a extremely fast rate. it stopped a few yards away in front of a creepy house. An old man came out and opened the trunk, revealing a smaller girl sitting in it, she looked scared. Adrik looked at the van nervously and saw the girl. He fretted, worried about her since every child knows the solemn rule to avoid white vans. But still, he quickly put his head back down, scared of accidentally finding trouble, just like he had a knack of doing so at school. He rubbed the bruise on his elbow in memory, just thinking of so. The man pulled the little girl out, and bonked her on the head, causing her eyes to turn black and emotionless.Adrik looked back up and saw it happen, and thought in anger, 'something isn't right here, I know it'. He wanted to just leave and run and get away without getting himself hurt, without finding himself in a predicament he couldn't get out of, but that crazy voice inside of him said to go over, and... do something. He didn't know exactly what, but that inner calling always wanted to lead him. Maybe he would let it do so today. He started to walk over to van nervously. the old man looked at Adrik and looked away again dismissively, dropping Celeste down by the rest of his luggage, then going inside.