Ruth

@whalekeeper

Melissa 

The smell of vomit reached Mel’s nose, and her eyes opened. She sat up and looked around.

“Eeeeewwwwwww,” she whined, her voice getting higher pitched. She scrambled to her feet. “What’d you do that for?”

The little ball of a girl on the ground mumbled something Mel couldn’t hear. She crouched and stared at the strange…[Read more]

@rae

No…no! No! If I had just reached her…if I had just stayed with her…it’s my fault…

Bro it was not your fault. She was right behind you and you were doing your best.

@loopylin @rae @keilah-h

Lucy

“Mhnn… no, you can’t find me yet. Not ready…” Someone mumbled nearby.

Lucy threw up on the grass. She was too dizzy to open her eyes, so she turned over to face the voice and curled into a tight fetal position. She buried her face into her rumpled trousers. “Uugghh… Shhh-Shut up…”

@rae

Oh wow, that was a big crash out. I’m sorry, Gabriel. I’ve really been making life hard for you. But also it’s very cool that you managed to break through the wall.

@rae @keilah-h

Sorry for throwing a wrench into things but I suddenly felt like this was an opportune time for the labyrinth to abduct her. So uh… Don’t worry, she’ll come back, this will be a temporary diversion for drama’s sake. XD

@elishavet-pidyon

looking forward to the new drawing!

yeah, I would by all my boards are hidden and my account technically doesn’t exist….. lol. 😝

@whalekeeper

Mellissa

Mel dreamed that she was in school. She squirmed in her orange plastic chair, the teacher droning on in the distance. That was enough of that. She stood up and walked to the back of the classroom. Up on the wall was a familiar poster with a cartoon student standing tall with a smile on his face. The poster’s words swam a…[Read more]

*cue Gabriel crash out*

@rae @keilah-h @loopylin

Lucy

Lucy needed some space, so she sat next to her family door. The letterbox was dark and the faint buzzing had stopped since she was last there. She propped her elbows on her knees, covering her face with her hands.

Her feelings were always so confusing. Her chest often held a deep, inconsolable frustration that had…[Read more]

Hmmm. Yes, but it was some time ago in a long forgotten story.

She was a cat who was typically a reserved, sometimes intimidating personality, but could randomly fly off the handle and be a complete goofball…although usually only when with her family. My younger self also made her this fantastic archer who would eventually save the day through…[Read more]

Also, I’m undecided on this, but Felicity might have a very minor physical disability with some long term frostbite damage from her childhood. (Ironic and very on the nose, I know)

@whalekeeper In my published books? Plenty! Mostly because they were written for kids with special needs. My main character has a speech impediment, and each of his friends has something different: colorblindness, deafness, one uses a wheelchair, and one has sensory issues.

In my fanfics? Not too many, admittedly. Most of my characters are…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

That’s a good question. I have plenty of mentally disabled characters, but I never really thought about how many physically disabled characters I had.

I’m realizing now that I only have one, but they’re a major spoiler.

I may also have one more to if chronic illnesses count. But also spoilers, lol.

I used to have a half deaf, half…[Read more]

Dante

“I don’t want you to defeat them. I want you to realize you have free will. Why did you kill those men? Because someone else told you to, I bet. That’s not brave. That’s following orders. So the Agents are going to find you and kill you. The day you die is inevitable. Fine. So you’re free. You can’t change that fact, so do whatever the h…[Read more]

This is very random but I was talking with my brother this afternoon, and KP came up. He asked me if any of y’all have physically disabled characters and if so, what are they like?

Does anyone have a physically disabled main or side character? What is their disability and what is the character’s role in the story?

@loopylin

Rory

He rocked back, straightening to his full height. “I am not a coward. I have been fighting and killing grown men since I was thirteen. The Agents cannot be defeated. I know it because I have seen others try.”

@ellette-giselle

Dante 

Dante grinned at him. “So you’re not always a coward. You’re great at standing up for yourself when your opponent is wounded, doesn’t have combat training, and is much smaller than yourself.” He carefully set down the mug on the floor and held up his hands in surrender. “I’ll stop throwing things.”

@loopylin

Rory

He caught the pencil, twisted it in his hand so he held it like a knife, and stepped forward, pushing Dante flat, the pencil poised over him. “Don’t do that again.”

@ellette-giselle

Dante 

Still lying on the couch, Dante blinked up at him in surprise. “Huh. Nice,” he said. On the counter next to him, there was a mug full of yellow pencils. He reached for it, stretching, but felt a sudden rip in his side. He flinched and gasped in pain, but then ignored it and grabbed the mug. He fished out one of the…[Read more]

@loopylin

Rory

he was on his feet before the cushion had left Dante’s hand and he snatched it out of the air, flinging it to the side and bringing his hands up, ready to attack.