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Published: 2015-11-12 05:38:52 +0000 UTC; Views: 881; Favourites: 20; Downloads: 0
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"I didn't think you were so weak. I suppose I was wrong."
I made a Genderbender! Not exact hair-colours, but close enough! His name shall be Owen.
He's a much more.. Dense, Cold-Hearted, Bitter-Sassy, & Intelligent person than I am.
He brings out that side in me.
Ask him anything you'd like to know about himself!
He's quite blunt, it might come off as rude, but he's just the.. "Too-Honest," type.
(c) Me for Character design & Hair-edit. Unknown Deviant for back texture.
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"What sharp eyes you have!" Β she says, "Your hair is pretty! rosies..rosies!Β β€"Β
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WARNING; Owen is blunt & too honest, so just to let you know, if it hurts your feels, I apologize! I'll keep it light- Well. I'll try to.Β
Owen looks this way, turning to her as he gazes into her eyes, cold, dead, & dull. His mouth twitches & slowly opens, his lips pale & grey, grey as graphite, & says to her;"Thank you. Rosies? Rosies.. Sounds odd."
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"Ehehehe!" she smiles, cheerfully.Β
(I don't mind it, at all. Really. cx)
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Owen's mouth twitches again, furrowing his brows slightly as his gaze pierces through hers, slowly opening his mouth again, he says to her;"Why are you laughing, I don't understand whats so funny."
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"...." she stares into his soul,eyes as dead as a fish."Because I want to," she then smiles at you politely.
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Owen smiles, his eyes still fixated on this stranger, his eyes slowly turning darker, & darker as he stares back, after a short moment, he slowly says,"I see. How interesting. What is your name? I must know, so I may address you, correctly."
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"Y-yes, just call me Rachel." she stuttered a little, she feels kind of uneasy being stared at. "Nice to meet you, Owen."
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(PssssTBABU. COULD YOU SEND ME THE LINK TO THE CHARACTER'S BIO??? If you have one c': <3 I don't have one for Owen yet but I'll make it soon whenever I have the chance.)
Owen's eyes adjusted back into the chocolate droplets they once were & grinned slightly, "Nice to meet you as well, Rachel."
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(ah, i don't have one yet! i'm sorry ;w;;; )
likewise, she grinned at him, then she gazed at his flower crown and proceeded to point at them. "I wonder.. are they real?"
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Owen's grin fell, slowly walking away as he adjusted his glasses, then grinned a mysterious smile-- he said,"Walk with me.. Oh, and about my flowers, they are real. So, Rachel, how old are you?"
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( i'm so sorry i took so long aaaaa ;m; )Β
"Um, i'm 13 years old! and you, Owen?" she giggles as she catches up to him,
"Wait up! hehe," she seems to be unaware of his mysterious smile.
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Owen chuckles, readjusting his glasses again & looks off to her direction, & pauses for a moment, opening his mouth again slowly, then changing his mind & closes it, still pondering how to respond, he makes up his mind & opens his mouth, responding with a monotonous tone;"I'm 16. Though, I didn't realize you were 13. How tiny you are."
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((it's okay if you take a long time! There's no rush!))
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