Detention Boy.
I came up with a new story, which I've already posted under the title of The Detention Chronicles, and mused on my main character. I think he's my favorite OC ever.
Like you guys give a damn. x] Ah, well, on with the rant.
His name is Dante Reed. His parents are literary critics and never home, seeing they both are publishing authors as well, and from all that creative potential came out his name. Dante is a little bit of everything, but mostly an eternal cynic. He has an unhealthy obsession with human vice and dictionaries. He writes a lot. Detention is his second home. The proof is his one-way intimate relationship with his detention supervisor, The Teach, who is an English teacher to the junior classes, but not his. He sits there and stares at his paper, occasionally giving Dante a few quizzical looks, nothing more. But Dante notices a lot. Dante's attention span, when it comes to things he dislikes and finds boring, is often reduced to the one of a three-year-old. His remarks tend to get him in trouble, thus the detention. Plus, he thinks too much, not thinks, contemplates.
One might call him selfish. When he has no interest in something, he will refuse to do it. Very simple. And he loses that same interest quite quickly and gains it as well. No one can predict his moods.
Dante hates his father's turtle-necks. He is claustrophobic thus dislikes claustrophobic clothing.
In spite of his mother's efforts to "civilize" him, he worships his iPod and breathes with it. Hoodies and an occasional piece of eccentric clothing are what he likes best. He was spotted cruising the downtown on his neighbor's kid's skateboard while in a suit.
Dark brown hair and a fauxhawk with red tips. Looks quite cute. Dante looks lovable actually, if it weren't for his personality, he might actually meet a girl some day. That fauxhawk could easily pass as a fringe since it's always down. But Dante never calls it that. Because he hates that 'emo shit.' He's in denial, according to the few people who dare calling themselves his friends. He'd rather make out with his mother than have a bite off anything meaty. Quite scrawny, he's a constant target to his mother's worry, when and if she's at home. The remainder of the time he's on his own, with his neighbor fretting over his poor diet daily.
Music?
Ah, yes. Give him Nick Cave, give him Joy Division and Massive Attack, give him Metallica and David Bowie, give him Muse and give him Deftones, give him anything dark and contemplative and he'll be thrilled. But it's more complicated than that. Guitar riffs. He's a prodigy at guitar. A selected few know about it.
He's pissed because he doesn't have a middle name. Still desperately searching for his pen-name.
That's about it. I've invented a new person.
Like you guys give a damn. x] Ah, well, on with the rant.
His name is Dante Reed. His parents are literary critics and never home, seeing they both are publishing authors as well, and from all that creative potential came out his name. Dante is a little bit of everything, but mostly an eternal cynic. He has an unhealthy obsession with human vice and dictionaries. He writes a lot. Detention is his second home. The proof is his one-way intimate relationship with his detention supervisor, The Teach, who is an English teacher to the junior classes, but not his. He sits there and stares at his paper, occasionally giving Dante a few quizzical looks, nothing more. But Dante notices a lot. Dante's attention span, when it comes to things he dislikes and finds boring, is often reduced to the one of a three-year-old. His remarks tend to get him in trouble, thus the detention. Plus, he thinks too much, not thinks, contemplates.
One might call him selfish. When he has no interest in something, he will refuse to do it. Very simple. And he loses that same interest quite quickly and gains it as well. No one can predict his moods.
Dante hates his father's turtle-necks. He is claustrophobic thus dislikes claustrophobic clothing.
In spite of his mother's efforts to "civilize" him, he worships his iPod and breathes with it. Hoodies and an occasional piece of eccentric clothing are what he likes best. He was spotted cruising the downtown on his neighbor's kid's skateboard while in a suit.
Dark brown hair and a fauxhawk with red tips. Looks quite cute. Dante looks lovable actually, if it weren't for his personality, he might actually meet a girl some day. That fauxhawk could easily pass as a fringe since it's always down. But Dante never calls it that. Because he hates that 'emo shit.' He's in denial, according to the few people who dare calling themselves his friends. He'd rather make out with his mother than have a bite off anything meaty. Quite scrawny, he's a constant target to his mother's worry, when and if she's at home. The remainder of the time he's on his own, with his neighbor fretting over his poor diet daily.
Music?
Ah, yes. Give him Nick Cave, give him Joy Division and Massive Attack, give him Metallica and David Bowie, give him Muse and give him Deftones, give him anything dark and contemplative and he'll be thrilled. But it's more complicated than that. Guitar riffs. He's a prodigy at guitar. A selected few know about it.
He's pissed because he doesn't have a middle name. Still desperately searching for his pen-name.
That's about it. I've invented a new person.
Posted on June 2nd, 2007 at 05:28pm
HEHE. I copied the sentence that Helena already had copied. It made me smile (:
"I have tons of made up characters with no stories at all. x] "
And. I like the name 8)
Josipa, June 5th, 2007 at 03:47:19pm
-blush- Thank you, Ash.
Well... You'll know for sure, Helena, if one day you open up my bag and find decapitated Barbies in it. x]]
Bastard Son., June 3rd, 2007 at 01:51:34pm
"I have tons of made up characters with no stories at all. x] "
^^You sounded like a psycho there.
helen, June 3rd, 2007 at 01:26:08pm
Wow, fabulous, intense, brilliant.
Fascinating. Intriguing.
[I think they mean things very very close to each other .. *blushes*]
I'm really looking forward to this story.
d'ash, June 3rd, 2007 at 12:17:46pm
Ahaha... I needed a different name, because he is different... And Frankie's here for the looks. XD I'm trying to make Dante my best OC ever, because I love him. x] He's definitely my favorite so far.
And set aside some things, and you'll get moi. :O
Bastard Son., June 3rd, 2007 at 10:55:44am
Haha, he sounds like my best friend.
Fish Camp, June 3rd, 2007 at 07:47:53am
I was hoping he'd be named Anthony, since he's based off Frankie and that's Frankie's middle name.
But this is good too. Haha. Is this how you plan out you plan your original characters? You're so much more... diligent than me, 'coz I just write them out and to hell what happens. But then again, I realized that when It's Not A Mistake reached chapter 50, which I will never be able to do. Teehee.-_-
The Way, June 3rd, 2007 at 05:54:47am
It took me half an hour. XDD I have tons of made up characters with no stories at all. x]
You know what? Let me be the judge of that. Be sure to PM me once you do post it. -grins-
And school sucks major ass.
Bastard Son., June 2nd, 2007 at 07:52:08pm
LMAO
I love it.. Must have taken you ages to write this.
It is helpful, seeing as I'm reading the story.
I'm too lazy to make up characters. I don't have time or space in my brain at the moment.
I reckon that in the 11 weeks off school I shall have beginning in 18 days, I'll be able to write some original character fiction too.
It will most probably not be anywhere near as good as yours, but I can always give it a shot.
xD
Jimmy Urine., June 2nd, 2007 at 07:30:49pm
I'm a happy little lunatic right now.
Bastard Son., June 2nd, 2007 at 06:40:36pm
Wewt. Reading this story.
princess., June 2nd, 2007 at 06:35:14pm
I'd rather not have it than have mine. So mundane.
That made me sound like a multiple personality lunatic. x] But I agree and I love that guy. I had a fun time writing this out, plus it's quite helpful.
Bastard Son., June 2nd, 2007 at 05:49:26pm
Likes he's the only one who hates the fact that he doesn't have middle name.
But I like him. It was weird reading an entry about a fictional character. Now that he lives in your head, I guess he's not that fictional.
helen, June 2nd, 2007 at 05:40:12pm