This is my first fan-fiction about my fan character, so please dont leave any mean comentarios but be sure to let me know if tu are anticipating the siguiente chapter! Enjoy!
Name: Rocha the Bat
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Colour: Silvery-black pelaje, piel with a white streak down her back. She has tan coloured skin and black wings.
Her wings are an unusual shape and she has grey eyes. She wears a white tube-top with a grey strap around the bottom and a pair of short white shorts with a grey cinturón, correa and grey straps around the legs. She doesn't wear any gloves but there are long grey straps wrapped around her wrists. She wears high-heeled boots with the tops cuffed down therefore almost covering her whole boots and the silver rings that sit just above her ankles.
Now getting on with the story.
Rocha's Point of view:
I woke up and blinked last night's sleep out of my eyes. What had happened in many of my reciente dreams had happened again
I was in a small white room with white floors and walls. Then a drop of blood and a teardrop fell to the floor and swirled together.
I had to find out what that meant! Blue and red... tear and blood... sadness and pain... Ijust didn't get it! I decided not to think about it for the día as i slowly moved myself towards a puddle that was sitting in the middle of the ally that i lived in. tu see... i was a homeless orphan. My parent's had abandoned me when i was young and this ally had become my home. I had never bothered to make any friends o to really talk to anyone. I had become a loner. I had to drink water out of puddles and either beg, trade for o even steal food. Otherwise i would starve. After getting my drink i was ready for some comida today so i decided to be nice and trade. I had found a beautiful gem and i figured that it would get me a few meals at least to last me for a while seeing that i had no other use for it. As i stood up i felt a large hand grab my left wing firmly. "Where do tu think you're going with that chaos esmeralda young lady?" I whipped around in terror and bit my lip. Standing there was a very fat man wearing a hideous red suit that looked like it was going to tear at the seams of his egg-shaped body any second. He had a thick naranja moustache and was wearing a pair of creepy round glasses. "Hey! I need my meal!" I screeched, "let go of me!" i bared my sharp teeth and prepared to attack. "Wait! I am sorry... I never got to introduce myself... my name is Dr. Robotnik. Im sorry to have snuck up on tu like that but the gem you're holding is very powerful."
"So what?"
"So I need it!"
"Well go get your own!" I snapped and pulled free from his grasp then began to walk away. "Wait!" he called again. "What?"
"How about I make tu an offer?"
"Like what?"
"Why dont tu come with me to my base? I'll keep tu seguro and feed you, give tu a inicial to live in..." I wasn't sure about this creep but I reluctantly followed him. I guess I had to start trusting someone and that someone would be Dr. Robotnik. But there was still something odd about him.
{the name Dr. Robotnik and the term Chaos esmeralda belong to Sega. I do not own them.}
Name: Rocha the Bat
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Colour: Silvery-black pelaje, piel with a white streak down her back. She has tan coloured skin and black wings.
Her wings are an unusual shape and she has grey eyes. She wears a white tube-top with a grey strap around the bottom and a pair of short white shorts with a grey cinturón, correa and grey straps around the legs. She doesn't wear any gloves but there are long grey straps wrapped around her wrists. She wears high-heeled boots with the tops cuffed down therefore almost covering her whole boots and the silver rings that sit just above her ankles.
Now getting on with the story.
Rocha's Point of view:
I woke up and blinked last night's sleep out of my eyes. What had happened in many of my reciente dreams had happened again
I was in a small white room with white floors and walls. Then a drop of blood and a teardrop fell to the floor and swirled together.
I had to find out what that meant! Blue and red... tear and blood... sadness and pain... Ijust didn't get it! I decided not to think about it for the día as i slowly moved myself towards a puddle that was sitting in the middle of the ally that i lived in. tu see... i was a homeless orphan. My parent's had abandoned me when i was young and this ally had become my home. I had never bothered to make any friends o to really talk to anyone. I had become a loner. I had to drink water out of puddles and either beg, trade for o even steal food. Otherwise i would starve. After getting my drink i was ready for some comida today so i decided to be nice and trade. I had found a beautiful gem and i figured that it would get me a few meals at least to last me for a while seeing that i had no other use for it. As i stood up i felt a large hand grab my left wing firmly. "Where do tu think you're going with that chaos esmeralda young lady?" I whipped around in terror and bit my lip. Standing there was a very fat man wearing a hideous red suit that looked like it was going to tear at the seams of his egg-shaped body any second. He had a thick naranja moustache and was wearing a pair of creepy round glasses. "Hey! I need my meal!" I screeched, "let go of me!" i bared my sharp teeth and prepared to attack. "Wait! I am sorry... I never got to introduce myself... my name is Dr. Robotnik. Im sorry to have snuck up on tu like that but the gem you're holding is very powerful."
"So what?"
"So I need it!"
"Well go get your own!" I snapped and pulled free from his grasp then began to walk away. "Wait!" he called again. "What?"
"How about I make tu an offer?"
"Like what?"
"Why dont tu come with me to my base? I'll keep tu seguro and feed you, give tu a inicial to live in..." I wasn't sure about this creep but I reluctantly followed him. I guess I had to start trusting someone and that someone would be Dr. Robotnik. But there was still something odd about him.
{the name Dr. Robotnik and the term Chaos esmeralda belong to Sega. I do not own them.}
I had seen so many sites, about:
Bad Sonic fan Characters
And there is so many critiques about EVERYTHING and EVERYONE designs of them.
So, I had come to this point of having 'good character'
No character isnt perfect.
If the owner loves it, that's all the matters.
tu can have a detailed character, if tu want so.
tu can have simply character, if tu want so.
There is only one think tu must remember:
Make the character's diseño fitting in her/him personality and his/her story.
Thank you.
Have a good night, I'm off to sleep now. >8'I
Bad Sonic fan Characters
And there is so many critiques about EVERYTHING and EVERYONE designs of them.
So, I had come to this point of having 'good character'
No character isnt perfect.
If the owner loves it, that's all the matters.
tu can have a detailed character, if tu want so.
tu can have simply character, if tu want so.
There is only one think tu must remember:
Make the character's diseño fitting in her/him personality and his/her story.
Thank you.
Have a good night, I'm off to sleep now. >8'I
Ok, so I know a hedgehog whose life is dark... simple this story is about that hedgehog and their long, lost, forgotten life. How the good times turn to simply bad times. And that I know their life. How do I know this? I'm not a stalker nor a watch of life. This hedgehog is me... Shadey Grey the last dark user... the last hope of the planet Dark/Light. First off, dark users are like chaos users, they use dark power o darkness control and so do chaos users... they use chaos control. I never cared for anyone... not even you. Only that I lost my family... my friends... everyone I knew and loved. And I seeked revenge for them... only to find new friends. friends that could handle my anger... I become calm for some time. Yet, I still kill people for my family and friends...for anything I can remember.
-Shadey Grey, writer.
(Thank-you for lectura this intro, tell me if I should write this o not. I start siguiente week. 1/12/12)
-Shadey Grey, writer.
(Thank-you for lectura this intro, tell me if I should write this o not. I start siguiente week. 1/12/12)
