I'm interested! Is there a chance that I could make a character who is neither a hero or a villain, who just does what they like and sides with whoever will help them get what they want? A bit of a chaotic neutral, often siding more on the chaotic side due to the excitement of causing trouble.
Chenoa sat peacefully, ignoring the world and watching the pigeons argue and fight over the seeds, and the crows attack their shelled peanuts. She murmured to them to stop their feuds and tossed another handful of seeds to the bickering birds. She barely noticed a man walk up to her and begin to speak. "Was hoping you had a napkin to spare?" the man asked. Chenoa was caught by surprise; she was only paying attention to the birds that she was feeding, and didn't hear the first bit of what he was asking her. He was very tall (compared to her, at least) and had shaggy, dark hair. She noticed the blood on his face that he was gesturing to, just barely dried. She gasped as she realized what he was asking for and quickly put away her seeds and grabbed the napkin that her sandwich had been sitting on earlier. "Here, It's not the cleanest, but it should be fine," she said as she passed it to him. She budged over a bit on the park bench that she was sitting on and patted the spot next to her, inviting him to sit while he cleaned his face. "What happened?" she inquired, taking a bite of her sandwich, seeing as she had no place to put it now, and should probably eat it anyway. The birds began to complain and ask for more food, but she ignored them.
Chenoa groaned loudly as her aunt Josie turned on her bedroom lights and opened her blinds at 5 am sharp. The light seared through her eyelids and she quickly rolled over. Josie gave her a playful spank as she enthusiastically commanded, "Up and at 'em sweetcakes! Somebody's got to open up shop today!" She left the room humming to herself as Chenoa rolled across her bed to reach her dresser without getting up. As she rummaged around looking for a comfy pair of socks, she heard her cousins, Isaac and Andre, reluctantly waking up. She got dressed quickly in jeans and a Metallica tee and made her way downstairs to help with breakfast. Josie was already whisking eggs as she waited for her pan to heat up. Two packages of bacon were already thawing on the counter, so Chenoa preheated the oven and got out some trays to start on that (If you have never cooked bacon in the oven, then you are probably doing something wrong.). The boys made their way into the kitchen as Chenoa was laying out the bacon. Andre was the youngest of the two boys, 18. He was tanned nicely and looked just like his mother. His hair was cut short for the most part, it was just long enough to stick up at weird angles in the morning until he brushed it down. He tumbled down the stairs first, just missing the last step. But he caught himself almost gracefully as he approached his regular seat on the other side of the kitchen island. Isaac, 21, barely looked up from his phone as he slowly strolled to his seat next to Andre. He and Chenoa looked more alike with paler skin and blue eyes, except his hair, which was darker and a lot curlier. He was thinner than his brother, and his hair was longer, too. "What's up buttercup?" Chenoa asked Isaac. "Mhmm." he agreed. "How do you want your eggs?" "Sure," he answered. "Can I use your toothbrush to clean my balls?" Andre asked as if asking a completely normal question. "Yeah, sure," Isaac responded, still tapping away at his smartphone. Chenoa and Andre burst into giggles and Isaac finally looked up from his phone, asking what they were laughing at. The four of them continued business as usual. The girls continued to make breakfast as the boys set the table. They eat as a family, and the boys clean up afterward. Tomorrow, the roles switch. Chenoa opened up shop downstairs while the others continued to get ready. The first step, turn on the lights and flip over the 'Open! Please come in!' sign. It would be a few minutes before the first few people strolled in; Saturdays are never very busy in the morning. Then, she began to brew coffee and made sure that all her various machines were working and were full of sugar or cream or hot water, or whatever it was that they dispensed. The first people to come in were always regulars. Jim normally made laps around the block while he waited for the cafe to open. He was a scruffy man with a graying beard and a brown lab named Chops. Jim lost his job at the factory some years ago, and as he was a high school drop out and had never had any other job, it was hard for him to find another. Eventually, he and Chops moved to the streets. Everyone at Josie's was fond of Jim and always reserved him a few free cups of coffee and leftover food from the day before that they couldn't sell, but hadn't gone bad just yet. If it was raining, they let Chops come in too. Mr. Chavez was a businessman who always came in before work for a black coffee and a bagel. He never really talked much, and Andre liked to say that he worked for the FBI. He always wore a black suit and brought a worn brown briefcase with him. He always sat in a booth in the back and worked on his laptop for an hour before leaving. He always gave a large tip, varying from $5 to $15. Andre made jokes that it was hush money. Their third regular, a blonde man in his 20s named Jake, would normally come in and sip on lattes until 9 at the end of the front counter. He was always very twitchy and nervous; he would jump on his stool almost every time someone walked through the front door. Chenoa liked to talk with him when she was cleaning mugs, and it seemed to calm him down a bit more. He had stopped showing up a few days before, and she began to worry about him. She had heard about people in Esperanza going missing more often lately, but for some reason had never thought that anyone she knew would go missing. One could only hope that he was possibly trying to kick a caffein addiction or something. As the sun slowly rose, Chenoa continued to brew coffees and assemble sandwiches alone until the noontime rush. Isaac eventually joined her as couples came in for brunch and people waking up late on a Saturday came in for their coffees. After lunch, there was a steady amount of customers, but nothing Isaac couldn't handle on his own until 5. Chenoa took a sandwich and a tea out to the park nearby, along with some peanuts and bird seeds. She liked to sit out there for a while, watching people walk through the park, feeding the birds and giving unshelled peanuts to the crows who wanted a bit of a challenge.
Occupation: Her aunt owns a successful little cafe with fresh baked goods and 'the best coffee around.' She works there whenever she can. The cafe, called "Josie's Place," only added cinnamon rolls to the menu after Charlie started working there, the recipe is her secret.
Appearance: Charlie has her mother's pale skin, big light blue eyes and blonde hair which she wears long to her elbows and colored violet. Her eyebrows are thick and dark. She has her father's native features and his build, being stocky and well framed for her size. She has a small chest and thin arms, with wide hips and thighs. Her shoulders are nicely covered in freckles, and she has a brown birthmark on the outside of her right knee about the size of a big strawberry. She has a patch of small scars on the small of her back where she fell back on the stump of a ripped tree as a child, and another jagged line on her left wrist about an inch long from something she can't remember but kept picking at the scab and it never healed properly. She has her earlobes pierced three times on both ears and a dermal anchor on her sternum. She has two little dragonfly tattoos, one on the inside of both wrists.
Abilities: Chen can quickly morph into different animals. Though she can choose the form of any animal she likes, she prefers to take the form of felines and birds. Chenoa can change her whole body or just parts. When she shifts, it is not painful though it can be quite uncomfortable sometimes, depending on the animal (most sea animals are worse, mammals are most comfortable). She cannot control the state of her clothes, so she does not often take the full form of any animal unless she doesn't mind ripping, stretching, or losing her clothes. She cannot speak any human language while in the shape of any animal that also cannot speak English, though she can understand anything conversed with her. She can communicate with any animal of any form in any form, though only minimally until she shifts into the creature that she is 'speaking' with.
Personality: She is lighthearted and optimistic for the most part, and always tries to see the best in people and situations. She knows right from wrong and often knows when she should do the right thing, but often strays because she often chooses to do whatever is more fun or helps herself in the long run. She likes people and would do anything for the people she cares about, but is selfish and will put herself before a stranger, acquaintance, or not-so-close friend. She hates to be alone, especially at night, when she can get depressed easily. She makes assumptions quickly and usually knows off the bat if she will like someone. She will not always hate someone immediately, but even if she does, she can be warmed up slowly depending on the circumstance. She can be clingy when she is infatuated with someone, wanting to help them and be there for them as much as possible. To some people, she can come off as clingy and annoying, to others, she is kind and caring and supportive. She will make sure this person is always fed and healthy, and will always try to make sure they are happy, even at the cost of her own wants. She loves exploring and finding new things, especially when they are pleasing to the senses. She loves to thrift and to go to conservation parks. Her mood can easily be affected by what goes on around her, mainly by music or the attitudes of others. Though, if she is surrounded by sad people, she will not be upset but instead moody and insensitive.
Hobbies: If she is not at home reading fiction or palmistry books or making various items like dreamcatchers, moccasins, or sewing dresses; she can be found out on adventures and causing trouble, or exploring the city or nature for pretty things. She has a weakness for pretty things, you know. She loves to wear shiny rings and delicate jewelry or collect knick-knacks or various items that appeal to the senses. She collects different flowers and presses them, so if you are ever to open one of the many books in her room, you will most definitely find a few pressings.
music taste: Though she listens to and enjoys many genres of music, her heart will always belong Queen, Metallica, Dream Theatre, and Pink Floyd. She loves to sing and things that she is half decent, but doesn't really sing in front of others and never got much of an opinion on her voice from anyone outside her reserve. She learned guitar when she was young from an uncle and used to play a lot, but hasn't for a while for lack of any instrument. She often noodled around with her own tunes when she wasn't playing other songs, but never put any lyrics to her tunes. Because she is so familiar with guitar, though she knows no other instruments, she understands them and their concepts quite easily.
History: Charlie's parents were born and raised and met in Canada. Marielle was born in Quebec on her mother's adopted reserve, even though she was not indigenous. In her young adult years, she moved to Ontario and met one of Six Nations' up-and-coming healers, Oscar Bearfoot. After they married, they moved to the sunny hills of Esperanza to live with Oscar's Aunt and cousins. They settled in and decided to start a family together, naming their daughter Chenoa, meaning 'Dove.' When her parents heard rumors of radiation in the area, that was possibly affecting humans, they moved back to Canada to raise their daughter away from danger. The two brought her up in a home full of color and tradition. Oscar taught his daughter all that he could about healing herbs, and as she got older, he encouraged her interest in other forms of healing and other odd investments in things like palmistry and aura reading and music. He taught her to be empathetic and kind whenever possible and to respect all things under Creator's sky. Marielle never stopped taking care of those she loved and those who asked for help. She was a high school French teacher and helped the local indigenous community center host multiples of events in the summer. Chenoa learned from her mother how to show compassion and to keep her patience, and that continuing to stay busy can be very therapeutic. Marielle taught her daughter practical things like housework, French, crafts, and cooking. She was the perfect housewife and was proud to be able to provide. Chenoa, or 'Charlie' by her friends, grew up happy, and full of life and trouble. When around the age of 13, she and her parents discovered that Chenoa was able to take the likeness of animals. She had always had a close connection with and got along quite well with nature and other animals, but her parents never expected this. They thought it a gift from Creator, and never once thought of the time that they lived in Esperanza for almost two years. Chen understood that though everyone in her small reserve knew of her abilities, anyone outside of the territory should never know. While in high school, she learned to keep the animal instincts under her skin; and of the time that baby Chenoa and her parents lived in a toxic city for a while after her birth. When high school graduation came around, the graduate planned to spend a year in this American city and stay with the aunt and cousins that shared their roof before. She finally moved in with them when she turned 19. It wasn't long before she heard of the underground knowledge of other people in the city with strange abilities.
fun facts: She loves the sound of pretty acoustic licks, but she prefers to play on an electric because she can control the volume when she doesn't want others to hear her. She also picked up sign language at a young age along with a few of her other childhood friends so that when Lua, now a close friend, didn't feel alone when she first moved to the reserve and couldn't talk to anyone without an interpreter. They still occasionally contact each other through facetime or skype. Her father is Anishinaabe and taught her to speak the tongue, and she sometimes teaches her cousins some words.
name: Chenoa "Charlie" Bearfoot age: 19 gender: female height: 5"6 weight: 115lbs occupation: Her aunt owns a successful little cafe with fresh baked goods and 'the best coffee around'. She works there whenever she can. The cafe, called "Josie's Place", only added cinnamon rolls to the menu after Charlie started working there, the recipe is her own personal secret. appearance: Charlie has her mother's pale skin and light blue eyes and blonde hair which she wears long to her elbows and coloured violet. Her eyebrows are thick and dark. She has her father's native features and builds, being stocky and well built for her size. she has a small chest and arms, with wide hips and thighs. Her shoulders are nicely covered in freckles and she has a brown birthmark on the outside of her right knee about the size of a large strawberry. She has a patch of small scars on the small of her back where she fell back on the stump of a ripped tree as a child, and another jagged line on her left wrist about an inch long from something she can't remember but kept picking at the scab and it never healed properly. She has her earlobes pierces three times on both ears and a dermal anchor in her sternum. She has two little dragonfly tattoos, one on the inside of both wrists.
abilities: Charlie has the ability to easily morph into different animals. Though she can choose the form of any animal she likes, she prefers to take the form of felines and birds. She can change her whole body or just parts. When she shifts, it is not painful though it can be quite uncomfortable. She cannot control the state of her clothes, so she does not often take the full form of any animal unless she doesn't mind ripping, stretching, or losing her clothes. She also cannot speak any human language while in the form of any animal that also cannot speak the language, though she can understand anything spoken to her. She can communicate with any animal of any form in any form, though only minimally until she takes the form of the animal that she is 'speaking' with.
personality: She is lighthearted and positive, and always tries to see the best in people and situations. She knows right from wrong and often knows when she should do the right thing, but often strays because she would rather do what is either more fun or whatever helps herself in the long run. She likes people and would do anything for the people she cares about, but is selfish and will put herself before a stranger, acquaintance, or not-so-close friend. She doesn't like to be alone, especially at night, when she can get depressed easily. She makes assumptions quickly and normally knows off the bat if she will like someone. She will not always hate someone immediately, but even if she does, she can be warmed up slowly depending on the circumstance. She can be clingy when she likes someone, wanting to help them and be there for them as much as possible. To some people, she can come off as clingy and annoying, to others, she is kind and caring and supportive. She will make sure this person is always fed and healthy, and will always try to make sure they are happy, even at the cost of her own wants. She loves exploring and finding new things, especially when they are pleasing to the senses. She loves to thrift and to go to conservation parks. Her mood can easily be moulded by what goes on around her, mainly by music or the mood of others. Though, if she is surrounded by sad people, she will not be sad but instead moody and insensitive.
hobbies: If she is not at home reading fiction or palmistry books or making various items like dreamcatchers, moccasins, or sewing dresses; she is normally out on adventures and causing trouble, or exploring the city or nature for pretty things. She has a weakness for pretty things, you know. She loves to wear pretty rings and delicate jewellery or collect knick-knacks or various items that appeal to the senses. She collects different flowers and presses them, so if you are ever to open one of the many books in her room, you will most definitely find a few pressings.
music taste: Though she listens to and enjoys many genres of music, her heart will always belong Queen, Metallica, Dream Theatre, and Pink Floyd. She loves to sing and things that she is half decent, but doesn't really sing in front of others and never got much of an opinion on her voice from anyone outside her reserve. She learned guitar when she was young from an uncle and used to play a lot, but hasn't for a while for lack of any instrument. She often noodled around with her own tunes when she wasn't playing other songs, but never put any lyrics to her tunes. Because she is so familiar with guitar, though she knows no other instruments, she understands them and their concepts quite easily. history: Charlie's parents were born and raised and met in Canada. Marielle was born and raised in Quebec on her mother's adopted reserve, even though she was not indigenous. In her young adult years, she moved to Ontario and met one of Six Nations' up-and-coming healers, Oscar Bearfoot. After they married, they moved to the sunny hills of Esperanza to live with Oscar's Aunt and cousins. They settled in and decided to start a family together, naming their daughter Chenoa, meaning 'Dove'. When her parents heard rumours of radiation in the area, that was possibly affecting humans, they moved back to Canada to raise their daughter away from danger. The two brought her up in a home full of colour and tradition. Oscar taught his daughter all that he could about healing herbs and as she got older, he encouraged her interest in other forms of healing and other odd interests in things like palmistry and aura reading and music. He taught her to be empathetic and kind whenever possible and to respect all things under Creator's sky. Marielle never stopped taking care of those she loved and those who asked for help. She was a high school French teacher and helped the local indigenous community centre host multiples of events in the summer. Chenoa learned from her mother how to show compassion and to keep her patience, and that continuing to keep busy can be very therapeutic. Marielle taught her daughter practical things like housework, French, crafts, and cooking. She was the perfect housewife and was proud to be able to provide. Chenoa, or 'Charlie' by her friends, grew up happy, and full of life and trouble. When she was around the age of 13, herself and her parents discovered that she was able to take the likeness of animals. She had always had a close connection with and got along quite well with nature and other animals, but her parents never expected this. They thought it a gift from Creator, and never once thought of the time that they lived in Esperanza for almost two years. Charlie understood that though everyone in her small reserve knew of her abilities, she shouldn't let anyone outside of the territory know. While in high school, she learned to keep the animal instincts under her skin. Though, she also learned from family members of the time that she lived in a toxic city as a baby. When she graduated, she decided to spend a year in this American city, and stay with the aunt and cousins that she once lived with before. It wasn't long before she heard of the underground knowledge of other people in the city with strange abilities.
just tell me if anything should be changed or looked over, and I hope that her ability isn't too far fetched :)