Title: Cameo Entry for Negitive Eden!! Music: Alec Benjamin - Older (kinda feels like Amos' song) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Form: Snowyfoxtrot // Miscellaneous Unicorn (half ice half fire unicorn) ooooo0OO0oo *sparkles* // Making this was so so cool! I love Negitive Eden so much heheheh~ There are two images so click for next pls :D - Name: Amos (Hebrew) – Means "burden" or "burdened". - Gender: Male (bro I need more boy ocs ahahha...) -height: he;s like 11-12 in human years so he's not very tall at all. Like this is a smol child. so you may decide how short you want him :)) - Age: He is probably 11-12 in human years. He is but a child *pats Amos* - Personality: He is soft spoken and quite shy and wary of others and usually sad looking. Tends to apologize alot even if it wasn't his fault. He doesn't trust many people (lore: cast out as a child bc of his weird hybrid self) because he thinks they'll cage him and use him in a freak show(yes this happened before :'( or he thinks they'll try to kill him. He talks in a fancy way, AS IF he lived in a palace or came from some rich fancy pants kingdom. He only talks in such a way because his mother did and forced her son to speak like that too. So yes, he does use words that are sometimes long bc he is a fancy boi VvV still soft spoken and shy though, just, ya know, all fAncY-liKe and st00f~
- Backstory: Born right in the events of chapter zero (as I assume the ice and fire unicorns were also fighting to survive and stay alive and things) The boy was born into a life of fear and chaos. His mother, a ice unicorn, and his father, a fire unicorn, he was a hybrid of both. But he was born with imperfections. He was meant to be perfect. A perfect ice unicorn. That is all his mother wanted. She thought he'd be that way, not some creepy mix of both her and her husband. He was an accident, a burden. They decided not to give their son a name. He was told he'd have to earn it when he proved himself worthy of it. At first the mother and father tried to raise their son. But just looking at him, made them gag. They were wealthy and a respected family. They couldn't bear the thought of being seen with such a, a freak! They taught him what was to be expected of him for the rest of his life: Speak only when spoken to. Do not use words like, don't, isn't, or nope. He must use the acutal words, do not, is not, no. "We cannot EVER be seen speaking in the ways of the peasants and low-lifes son" - meanie mother. He was never allowed to leave the house, never allowed to see other unicorns, never allowed to live his life. But he wanted to please his parents and did as he was told. He believed he could earn their love and that, maybe one day, they'd love him as much as he wished they would. Alas it was never enough. His father and mother grew sick of him. He always sneezing and sniffling around (due to his condition of always being cold, even if standing by the fireplace) One day his father told him if he didn't stop acting so lowly they'd throw him out. He begged his father and appologied many a time but he coundn'y stop himself from being cold. How could he? His father grew angry and threw a vase of flowers at his son. The thing shatted as it made contact with his face. His horn was chipped and his face bleeding. His mother came down their expensive fancy stairs and saw the mess. "Clumsy. useless boy, clean this mess up!" He did as he was told but he tripped as he cleaned and his father and mother had finally had enough. He was told to leave and never return. ( only 10 years old btw)He was cast out of his home. Not before his mother and father finally gave him his name, Amos. Amos was old enough to know that he would have to be tough to fight to survive in this cold, new scary life. He'd have to figure things out on his own. So he accepted this new path his life was turning to and he never looked back. Amos would sneak around other peoples houses and and steal bits and pieces that they'd throw away. He then made himself some goggles and found a scrap of fabric for a scarf. The so called "low-lifes" that he'd been told about were not any better than his parents. One look at his and they'd steer away and give him glaring looks of disaproval. Amos eventually found a small cave that you'd have to walk for a bit to get to the back where he layed down his things and started to plan what he'd do with the place. He gathered the other scraps he found and made himself a bed in one room (there were a few other little areas within the cave that he used for his bed, a room to store food, and then a room to store anything he deemed useful to make into useful trinkets. He didn't need a source of light as his blue flamey made did a good job. more desc for da truama kiddo: He has firery hair like his father, only it is blue but it is also...cold. This strange cold fire tends to make him always in a state of feeling freezing and cold, even though he has a thick coat like his mother, still he suffers from his freezing mane of flames. To try to stay warm he wears a scarf. It doesn't help much but at least it gives the illusion of warmth to his mind. He wears goggles to protect his eyes in the cold. I imagine the ice unicorns having an extra eyelid to keep their eyes safe from the crazy violent winds of ice and snow that (I'm guessing) occurs in the habitat that they live in. He was not born with the extra eyelid that his mother has, so he made himself some goggles. Also I imagined, in my little noggin, that fire unicorns have curved horns (as seen on amos) so I gave him that to also represent his fire unicorn-ness. I do hope very very much that this little boy finds someone to love him and to take care of him. :'( I might have cooked a bit too much with the backstory chat. If you can tell, I'm a lover for writing sad backstories on the spot for new ocs heheh. Okii then... thank you for coming to my Ted talk y'all. Have a lovely day!! <33
