Disclaimer: all of my oc's i prefer to be on more of the horror side instead of being concidered Creepypastas since the Creepypasta fandom is seen as tarnished and not having good potential by outsuders of the fandom. I like my ocs being taken seriously for who they are so thats why i refer to them as horror ocs. Its confirned by a leader that its a-okay for me to post about my ocs since they do have horror aspects to them. This message will be seen in other wikis of mine as well.
~~B A S I C~~
Name
Zahara Nickles Ollibee
Age
19
Mental Age
8-19
Sexuality
Bi
Sex
Famale
Gender
Gender neutral
Pronouns
They/them/she/her
Species
Human
Stauts
Somewhat alive
Height
5'6
Weight
156
Eye color
Green
Hair color
Dirty blond
Dyed hair
Black
Birthday
May 20th
Zodiac
Gemini
~~F A M I L Y~~
Mother
Lilly Nickles GreenWood
Mothers age
ed at age 36, would be currently 50.
Mothers occupation
Owned a Science lab and did illigal experements for the government.
Relationship
Got along really wall with Zahara. Zahara and her had the "my mother is my best friend" relashionship. They would still have that relashionship is Lilly didnt away when Zahara was 8.
Status
Dead but alive
Father
John Oliver Ollibee
Fathers age
ed at age 40
Fathers occupation
Ran a business, selling vintage statues, fur carpets and lamps
Relationship
Zahara got along well with her father till her mother died.
Status
Dead
Siblings
•2 brothers who are 5 years older
•identical twin brothers
•names are Damian and Carlo
•Carlo is nicer and Damian is real a douche
Other relatives
Not any that are relivant
Pet/s
Nah
~~P E R S O N A L I T Y~~
Overall mood
Sleepy
Do they get upset easily?
Depending on the sutuation
Introvert or Extrovert?
Extrovert
Optimist or pessimist? Neutral?
Neutral
Do they trust easily?
Yes
Gullible?
Very
Do they get irritated easily?
Yes especially when someones always being negative.
Do they come off cold to others?
Only when irritated
Friendly?
Yes 90% of the time
Strengths
•other sides
•very stealthy
•always has her dad to protect her
Weaknesses
•not very strong.
•prefers to be protected instead of fight.
•under her fur is rotting skin and fleash. If touched wrong can put her in immense pain.
•other sides are very strong and powerful but if somehow hurt will cause DarkFang to take back control but also leave her half dead. One cut on Warning or Wendigo equals a huge gash wound on her body.
What's their soft spots?
•Butterflies. Give her a butterfly to chace and its all good :ok_hand:
•Fire. The flames relax and calm her.
Fear/s?
•other sides.
•death, killing someone. DarkFang doesnt do the killing. Her other sides do that and she cant control what they do or when one of them takes over. So shes always afraid of being killed, them killing or hurting someone.
•horrable phobia of being restrained.
Hobbies
(No hobbies. If you have hoby suggestions feel free to let me know!)
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Comforts
•Food. Specifically any raw meat.
•Someone telling her a story with a happy ending.
Likes
•Colour Orange and any neon colour ever.
•Sleep.
•Playing in bushes and trees.
•More Sleep.
•Food
Dislikes
•Loudness.
•Herself.
•Birds.
~~F A V O R I T E S~~
Favorite candy
Any gummy ever
Favorite food
Raw fish
Favorite holiday
Doesn't have one
Favorite era
Piracy era 1500's-1830's
Favorite quote
Favorite animal
Lemur
Favorite song
Favorite band/song artist
Ozzy Osborne and his band Black Sabith
Favorite place
Home
Favorite person
She has to many favorites
Favorite book
Disbt read
Favorite genre
Nooe
Favorite movie
Nope
~~H E A L T H~~
Mental illness?
•peterpan syndrome
•A.D.D
•A.D.H.D
Drugs?
Nope
Alcohol?
Sometimes
Smoke?
Nope
Blood type
0-
How often do they get sick?
Only in spring and beginning of summer
Ever broken a bone?
Yes broken and fractured her cheek bone and has also progen her left arm
Ever had surgery?
No?
~~H O R R O R I N F O~~
Pasta name
DarkFang Double Sided
Weapons/preferred weapon
Other sides (Warning and Wendigo)
Least preferred weapon
Firearms
Are they a proxy?
No
Way of Killing
Other sides
Abilities?
Demon Hagonel whitnessed DarkFang and a wendigo cross paths, instead of watching the wendogo kill DarkFang he enfused there bodies, minds and souls together, over time another being was created inside the mind of both the wendigo and DarkFang who is now known as Warning. Warning and Wendigo both take over and chance DarkFangs apoerences to there liking whenever one of them takes control.
Clothing
•dark red sleeveless turtle neck with fishnet on right arm.
• beige sweat pants.
• can be seen wearing a red plad longsleeved shirt with blavk leggings.
•birthday suit is a thing when she gose skinny dipping during hot summer days :ok_hand:
Proxy to Zalgo, Slenderman, or neither?
Nope
Favored victims
Doesnt have favored
Unfavored victims
Military and authority I suppose.
~~S T A T S~~
Strength
~4/10~
Speed
~7/10~
Defense
~3/10~
Offense
~5/10~
Sanity
~9/10~
Intelligence
~8/10~
Reflexes
~10/10~
Pain tolerance
~3/10~
Endurance
~6/10~
Stealth
~10/10~
Weapon skills
~1/10~
Vision
~7/10~
Hearing
~9/10~
Emotional
~5/10~
Confidence
~7/10~
Memory
~10/10~
Obedience
~10/10~
~~B A C K S T O R Y~~
In the country of Canada, province called British Columbia and near the border of the United States there was placed a small town known as Rossland. Rossland was placed at the base of some of the many mountians scattered around the province the town was very small only that 100 people lived in Rossland. There was about 30 who lived there, two of those childeren were younge identical twin boys known as Carlo and Damian. Carlo was a nice boy very respectful while his older brother Damian was a complete polar opposite to him but that didnt matter, the boy's loved there team of two. Thinking them selves as not just brothers but best friends, they would play together and tell each other there darkest secrets, it was perfect and they never wanted there brother friendship to change, untill they hit the age of 7.
May 20th 1999 the Ollibee family were placed in the waiting room well the mother known as Lily was giving birth to the third born. It was quiet in the waiting room the boys were playing with toys on the floor while the father was staring at the TV playing the boring News Channel as per usual and hospitals of course " I wonder why they always play the news in public places that have TVs...?" John thought to himself starting to get slightly annoyed by the news lady on the TV, the lady on the TV was talking so obnoxiously that John was having problems ignoring her obvious nasal condition "why in the world would they let such an obnoxious person have the job of speaking on public TV talking about something as common as the weather?" John sighed to himself but soon his attention was brought away from the TV and straight to his boys who has started arguing over a Transformer toy that they had found deep down in the toy box " hey Carlo give that back it's my turn to play with it dummy! It's been over 5 minutes!" Damian was yelling at us he tried to fiercely pull the Transformer toys out of Carlos hands but Carlo love the toy too much and he knew that his brother would easily wreck it with his destructive behavior and violent tendencies " no you're just going to wreck it Damian!" Carlo yelled back at his identical twin. John's eyebrow twitch does he stood up and walked over to the boys who were fighting in the corner, he swiftly grab the toy out of the boy's hands and put it on a tall bookshelf "now you to quit fighting at the hospital and I'm sure the nurses don't want to deal with a bloody nose. If you guys can't play nice together I suggest you just sit down and use your imaginations for once." John said with and now more common but still serious voice "yes dad" the boys said in sync.
After about 10 or 15 minutes of waiting a nurse finally walked into the waiting "mister Ollibee, the baby has just arrived into this world if you would like to see them please follow me your children can come as well" the nurse smiled while gently clutching hee clipboard. John nodded any motion to send for the boys to follow as they follow the nurse to where his wife was now staying with their new child, John's palms ware starting to get sweaty and clammy. This baby was actually not expected to come in to Lily and John's life, they only plan to have Carlo and Damian but one night they just happened to get a little too drunk while the kids were at a sleepover at their friend's house and now they have a baby girl.
The three 3 walked into the room and over to Lily the mother who was cradling her baby and smiling " John she's so beautiful. What should we name her I haven't figured out a name yet?" John was about to speak but then Damian and Carlos started yelling out nonsense "let's call it... Michaela!" " ew no way that's a dorky name let's call her... chairman!" This continued for about a minute and tell John finally got his two boys to shut up "well let's see here... she's quite beautiful yes... Haha and she's already got a full head of hair that's quite rare... How about Zahara?" John said proudly " wow dad you're so creative and that's a real cool name and a pretty one I'm sure it will match your personality when she grows up!" Carlo said "oh yes I do like that name as well looks like it's official Zahara it is..."
Zahara open her big green eyes looking around the room is too bright for her. Zahara looked at her father then at her mother all of a sudden Carla and Damian walked over as well and she reached for Carlo that's her chubby baby grabby hands, instead of grabbing the baby out of his mother's hands Carlo made the funniest face he could and watch the Zahara gold with joy. Damian on the other hand only had a small smile that was slowly starting to fade as the seconds past, Damian was a very jealous child and this new baby would need to take some getting used to.
14 Years later
The Ollibee and Greenwood family were ed togather at the semitary one after another speaking some kind and loving words about lovely Lily Nickles Greenwood. One month ago while Lily was working in her lab there was a chemical spill in the same room as an idiot who just so happened to be smoking causing the entire lab to explode taking Lily's Life along with it. John, Damian, Carlo, and Zahara are standing at the grave looking at it today was a sad day was November 28 2013 the day of Lily's ing and her husband and children were not taking it lightly, John had grown a very strong to press option and started taking pills and going to therapy, Carla and Damian started drifting away from their brotherly friendship and Damian out of sorrow and for some odd reason guilt started blaming Zahara for his mother's ing " it's all your fault she's dead wise ass if only you weren't born then Mom would not be six feet under..." Damian whispered into Zahara ear, this made or tear up and Carlo elbowed Damian in the arm giving him the indication to shut the hell up. Once the funeral was over John drove the kids back home as I exited the car and into the House John went straight up to his room and slam the door shut. Carlo started supper Damian was on his phone and Zahara had no clue what to do she felt lost and confused. She just sat there in the hallway staring up at a picture of her mom, her mother was smiling and sitting in a flower bush made bench, it was quite a pretty sight.
June 9th 2015
Three years... It's been three years since my wife's ing and I still cannot get over it. I have downgraded from a good father to a horrible father whenever my children try to spend time with me I just push them away and neglects them I just... can't. Seeing their faces reminds me so much of Lily it brings me to wanting to be violent but then break down crying. I miss her too much! It's not easy when you love someone and I'll send you good of stupid phone call from your partner's boss saying that there has been an accident and that your wife has fucking ed away!
But... If you look on the bright side I guess she's no longer holding me back from my dream, addiction, issue, hobby. You can call it anything.
Ever since I was a little kid I'd this odd obsession with finding dead corpses from animals and taking them into my treehouse, I would borrow no steal my dad's tools and I would build little sculptures and figurines out of these dead corpses by using the animals bones and flesh including cartilage nails femur bones anything I can get from the body, and I would make something spectacular. I could really do that until I turned the age of 19 then the police started to get involved and social workers I know I wasn't a little child but they still saw it... That something was wrong with me mentally. They said I was mentally ill! That it wasn't normal for people to have such a unique obsession with creating in different ways using different materials. But I moved away from my those events happened and I planned to create a business out of what I love doing but no that wouldn't happen because I met my darling Lily and me and her started a family for many years I forgot the reason for moving so far away from my hometown down in Ottowa.
Lily is gone and all I have is my stupid children, so I suppose there's nothing stopping me from achieving my goals in life, well at least my original goal. As I get out of bed I throw on a nice coat with some boots and I grabbed my sniper I walked downstairs and I tell my kids that I won't be home till dark and that if they misbehave they'll receive a worse punishment than when I usually get them, yeah since Lily ed away I've changed the way our family lives how I expect it to be and I don't expect too much more. I exit the house and I jump in my truck driving away from the house I will come back but this truck will be full with corpses from the dead animals I find and or kill and I don't care that it isn't hunting season.
As daddy drove away I was concerned at the facial expression he was making it was oddly distorted for some reason or maybe that was just the window fogging up my eyesight. I step away from the window and start walking down the hall getting annoyed that I can hear car loan Damian bickering nonsense in the background
"don't they have anything better to do? Honestly arguing about such stupid things makes no sense it waste and energy and time when they could be doing much more productive things but their lives such as Damian fixing his attitude and Carlo to stop being a nerd and actually get a girl" I giggled to myself as I stopped walking in the hallway and looked at the door that dad always kept locked, the store led to the basement. That door does not get opened. I've only been down there once but I don't it all I is walking down the stairs and waking up in the hospital next day and nobody told me what happened, I'm really curious about it though since I don't what my visit was like down there in the basement I want to see what happend. Did I fall down the stairs? Or is there some sort of weird a natural black Moss down there that knocked me out after breathing in the fumes? I wish someone would tell me. I was 8 years old when that happened.
I continued my walked on the long dark hall and walked into my bedroom, grabbing the picture that I kept of Mommy I laid down in my bed and cuddled it, I really miss her.
Beep Beep Beep
I said up quickly being scared by the unexpected alarm clock "oh no I must have fell asleep I hope there's still some supper left for me!" I was about to run out of my bedroom door until I heard a loud crash coming from behind me frantically spun around but tripped over my pant leg and fell on my bum I looked over at my bed and I saw my mother's picture frame smashed... I don't believe I did that because physics says that that would have fallen much quicker so I guess missing supper isn't as important as finding the reason as to why my mother's picture frame of all things fell on the floor and smashed. I looked under the bed, in my closet, in my dresser, heck I even look behind my big pile of stuffed animals but yet nothing could be found " maybe it was just physics and I'm not smart enough to understand that" i giggle to myself "no Zahara you're quite smart. You just didn't see me" a cold chill ran up my spine as I looked UP in the direction of the voice "oh silly girl you can't see me with your eyes open, of you wnat to see me close your eyes"
I got another shipper running up my spine, the voice was low but yet soothing. What the heck am I going crazy?! Whatever. Afraid of this unknown being getting irritated with me I did as told and closed my eyes all of a sudden I was in a grassy field there was a tall man made out of black oily looking Flames with white eyes and a white smile he had broad shoulders and ethic chest "hello Zahara I'm glad your conscience is finally recognized me" this man no being give off a very eerie vibe that made me feel slightly uncomfortable I'm not sure if I can trust this...this thing?
"Who are you...? What are you...? Where am i...?" I was so confused i needed answers before my brain head exploaded from curiosity!
The this laughed, his laugh seemed to echo and while his mouth was open black steam emitted from it, I am now positive this thing is not human but is trying to look the part but failing miserably "my name is Hagonel, I've known you since you were about eight years old... Your life it's snatched my interest once your mother died I could feel your father's rage, confusion and sadness all piling up into one and I wanted to see it what happened" " well Hegonel...its um nice to meet you?" I cracked a small smile while pulling at the rim of my shirt his voice was so unsettling I couldn't handle it " yes you now know my name and I suppose my appearance." I cleared my throat trying to get this suffocating feeling to sur me " oh yes I should probably answer the other questions before you get irritated little one, I am what you humans would refer to as a Demon Lord but I'm not one of those stereotypical eyes demons from the seven circles I'm a unique one, one of pure blood you could say" oh wow... A Demon Lord hahaha great... I hope I'm not screwed and can still run well I'm not being terrorized by this being... " I've gotten bored of living down in the depths under the soil, or I should say hell since that's probably what you know it by. And for that second question on where you are, you're just in a hologram that I made up in your head, a peaceful form of the world that no human eyes can see because of their Veil" Hegonal spoke proudly with confidence, I'm honestly not sure why he is telling me this it's sort of like breaking the fourth wall " oh haha okay please don't hurt me I don't even know if demon Lords have mercy or if any demon has mercy for that matter in fact I thought you guys were...myths?" I rubbed the back of my neck in hopes that i didnt just offend this demon "oh darling what have they put into your brain of course I'm not a myth. That's just plain old silly. Anyways I suppose you should go get dinner your Veil starting to grow brighter anyways which means you could faint and be found in the hospital the next day..."
September 1st 2018
Daddy left the door unlocked. I want to go down there. But will he hurt me? I don't want to be hurt so instead of going alone I walk upstairs to my brother Carlos bedroom Damian just so happened to be in there as well "u-um Carlo..." I asked quietly, over the years of living with my brothers I've actually grown a strong fear towards Damian it's something about him that really scares me not as much as my demon friend I guess that's what I can call him, I don't like saying his name... every time I say it I get a hot sensation running through my tongue down to my organs and then I start seeing tar and oil in odd places like the corner of a room, or tar dripping from lights with a puddle of oil underneath it. I just don't like it " yes Zahara what do you want?" Carlo and Damian both looked at me with a dead stare, I'm assuming that they were talking about something serious and I hope it wasn't about me..." daddy left the door open a couple days ago when he went down there. I'm worried that something has happened to him since it's been so quiet" my two brothers stood up from their seats "well what the fuck are you standing there for? He could be hurt and i dont want another dead perent!" Damien yelled he of course was the first to exit the room pushing me aside into a wall, ouch much. Carlo gave me a hug and rub the back of my head then grab my hand and we went down stairs to the main floor. All three of us were looking at the basement door and Damien called for his dad, we waited two minutes no answer Carlo called next and no answer, instead of waiting for me to call for a dad we slowly made her ways down the stairs. And what we saw was not enjoyable.
There was disgusting sculptures and other things made out of dead corpses from animals in the back there was just bodies of canine, feline, other four-legged furry animals just piled on top of each other, dead. Over at the table with her drunken father, of course he's ed out " what the actual hell is all of this?" Questions Carla was both Damien and him looked around, obviously they weren't too hasty about waking dad as if he knew we were down here I'm sure he would want to kill us. It smelled disgusting it cause my stomach organs to literally twitch inside my body and my eyes to water there was so many skulls and open bodies maggots on the ground as if they were nothing more than grains of sand, how was the sanitary and how was my father working in these conditions? No sane person could do this and I'm not even sure if insane person could, insanity is not as youd think its is anyways, the definition of insanity is mental illness of such a severe nature that a person cannot distinguish fantasy from reality, cannot conduct her/his affairs due to psychosis, or is subject to uncontrollable impulsive behavior.Insanity is a concept discussed in court to help distinguish guilt from innocence. so basically a person is deemed not able to function like a normal human and Society you know how many kids at school or online I hear saying "im insane" or "im going crazy" when they're not? It's honestly sickening and I hate it, people today just get on my nerves and that's why I like to stay introverted... Also... Ever since mom ed away I haven't had a good childhood anyways, dad's constantly drinking and bringing home women, Carlo and Damian like to keep to themselves and not talk to me, the damn demon makes me look like an idiot and-
"wake up! Wake up! I said. Wake up!"
I open my eyes to see that my brothers and I were in small cages as if we were animals like a bad dog being punished by their owner " what did I tell you Brad about coming down here?!" My father had tears in his eyes and and scissors in one hand with a hammer in the other, you seem put them on the table behind him, the table was made out of metal and it had will looks like restraints. Carlo yelled at our dad asking why the hell we were in cages and what he was doing down here with all the dead corpses and such, I just kept my mouth shut. I closed my eyes and the room was distorted red, blue and black, I could see Hegonel standing in the corner just watching, i opened my eyes again " hahaha ever since your mother died I've been let loose like a wild dog! I thought it'd be best if I collected animals and then made my lovely Creations out of them and sold them as my own business! Oh but that was shut down last year so I've just been illegally making these lovely creations " dad what the actual fuck this is isn't right, you have your children in cages down here with all the damn maggots, why the hell are we in cages?!" Damian yeld, he was obviously very shaken as yes this is a very unnatural event to happen no I shouldn't use a natural I should probably use rare since humans are quite messed up. My dad picked up a dead raven and ripped off " you take one piece off and add another you add some wire and take away the feathers you out of head but not its head and you get a creation of perfection!" My father's voice had a shrill sound to it, it honestly hurt my ears, snaping out of my thoughts my father viciously banged on my cage with a wooden stick saying girly girly girly over and over again I covered my ears and close my eyes curling up into a ball, make it stop make it stop please make it stop I don't like it I don't I don't please stop I just want us to be happy again no one needs to go through this not this pain no no no please make it stop.
John open does Zahara's cage " get out here girly before I stab your eyes out, I've had enough of these distractions since your mother left these distractions have just gotten worse! And it's time to do some real creating!" Zahara slowly crawled out of the cage accidentally squishing a few maggots here and there. John picked her up by the collar and threw her onto the medal table strapping down her arms and legs then he clicked a metal color around her neck, he walked over to the other table and grabbed his scissors and Hammer then walked back he signed the hammer on to her ribcage causing a few bones to break, Zahara screamed for help " it's time for me to try something new! Time to try something alive!" John use the scissors and started cutting open pieces of Zahara skin only pieces though, he grabbed some gray fur and started stitching it onto the raw flesh sure there was a lot of bleeding but that just made the needle go through easier, Zahara wouldn't stop screaming. Once the fair was attached to Zara's body parts: face, arms, legs, and feet leaving some spots open, John then started sewing cartilage to her head you started shaping it into giant ears " see if I can turn you into a walking stuffed animal dearie!" John shrieked with a small chuckle, he was quite enjoying this this is been is childhood dream since he was about 5 years of age. Taking a break from the ears he walked over to a different table and started pulling bigger pieces of cartilage together creating something long and thick and he started adding hair to it, it look like human hair but it obviously wasn't, it was is the hair of a long haired Persian cat. Taking a break from whatever he was making on the other table he soon came back and added some more fur to the cartilage of the fashionable ears. Next he dropped a scalpel and started tearing away at her nose making a nice thick hole on the tip he then shoved in a rock a black polished Rock shaped as an oval " there there that's the perfect touch to make you look more animal like oh my goodness Zahara you look so beautiful!" Zara's face was filled with tears and blood she was starting to become the week from the loss of the precious life juice that ran through her veins. J John grab the hammer and started knocking out some of the hardest teeth but not all of them and he took some dental glue and added in some rotten coyotes into the holes that he punched into her smile " Dad please stop this is crazy you can't be doing this this is illegal!" Carlo yelled in the background while starting to break down, Damian was curled up in the corner rocking back and forth trying to stay calm but it obviously wasn't working. Ignoring his children's please he flipped Zahara onto her back then walked over to that table with the thing on it, he dragged the long oddly fluffy looking sing over to Sahara and slapped it on her back he started sewing the sicker tip to where her tailbone would be " we wouldn't want to make you into of teddy bear that's just too bland, why not make you into one of those canine or feline stuffed animals that you can get at Build-A-Bear? This tale should give you that illusion sweetie"
A week later
1 bloodhound, one rat, and 1 crossbreed between a three animals.
One dead, another dead, one still alive?
As I stared down at my brother's rotting bodies I couldn't help with sob at the pain I felt both mentally and physically he had turned us into what he likes to refer to a stuffed animals? But I don't see it like that I see us as humans just not normal humans. Carlo and Damian both ed away from infection because of their wounds he had turned them into a blood hound and a rat, it's sickening to see but I'm starting to feel weak too and I fear that I might them in the afterlife, God damn it why won't that damn demon help I thought he wanted to watch over me?! Wait what am I saying of course he doesn't want to help he just I'm just here for his entertainment! All of the sudden the door opened the door to the main floor "...daddy...?" I called but I didn't get an answer, step-by-step I started walking up the stairs pausing whenever I heard a creek. Maybe this is my time to get out of here and find help? I made it to the main floor and walked into the living room, all of a sudden my dad saw me "Zahara....your not dead yet? Impresive..."
John started walking over to Zahara, he had every intention to harm her more and tell her body just gave out and collapsed on the floor. All of a sudden tar and oil puddle started appearing on the roof hands and small white eyes where visible through those puddles two of them grab Zahara while Hagonal was standing right in front of John, John stared up at the demon eyes widened and mouth a gape. The hands from some of the puddles tried grabbing John but they all seem to miss they did however cause him to stumble back towards one of the coffee tables in the living room on that coffee table with a nail gun he picked it up and tried shooting Hegonal but the bill it's just ed straight through them, all of a sudden you could hear the cries of pain come from Zahara. Three nails were lodged into her right cheek bone fracturing it, one was just inches away from hitting her eye. Hegonal looks at John and John was forced to look back for some compelling reason, all of a sudden John started chanting the demons name and is inside started to burn his tongue started to turn black like oil from his toes to the very last follicle of hair his body was starting to turn hard like drying tar in about 5 more minutes burst. Dust.
October 7th 2018
I was walking through the forest of British Columbia cold and lost I felt like an outcast from society but only because nobody would let me stay with them because of the way I looked, sure I didn't look human and I looked deathly ill but yet I felt fine besides the pain from the now Rotting Flesh underneath my fur. I've been walking in this forest for hours trying to find an abandoned cabin like there should be but I'm assuming the government had the buildings that used to be in this Forest taken down it's been a few years since I came here last time I was here is with my mom. Suddenly I heard growling and a deep cackle come from behind me, it wasn't that demon it was something else.
A creature with tattered Peggy skin walked out from the dense bushes and trees that Zahara had ed through, it look down at her was a curious but yet hungry look, a wendigo. Before the wendigo had time to attack Zahara, Hagonel covered the two in black smoke like flames he chanted a few words that were on decodable and started bringing the twos bodies together in one Flash the black smoke was gone but so was the Wendigo "wh-what did you do?!" Zahara shrieked still shaken up from the fear of seeing that creature " you're too young to die so soon I see much more entertainment in your life now" Zahara heard growling inside her ear and look around she couldn't see anything but forest and trees she closed her eyes to look Beyond the Veil but all she could see was a flowery field and Hegonal standing there with a sly smirk.
~~End of back story~~
Extra Facts
DarkFangs yellow eye (right eye) cannot close as it has no eyelid.
The 'Peter Pan Syndrome' affects people who do not want or feel unable to grow up, people with the body of an adult but the mind of a child.
Do to how her father treated her DarkFang yearns for a better childhood causing her to get Peter Pan Syndrome.
She offten throws up and lives with a constant pain do to the rotting skin under the fur.
She will die in her late 20's from infection as she never recives help with her decaying skin issue.
If need be she uses the nails that were lodged in her cheek as weapons. Sometimes she keeps them out of her cheek but most of the time they are there still in the cheek bone.
When drunk her innocents gose right out the window, she acts her age and becomes VERY flirtatious.
Before and after picture of OC
(Im to lazy to make this right now -3-)
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