Wings of Darkness (Original): Hope
So, a bit of a spin this time for you to enjoy. And sorry for the absence. Had a visit from my mamma as well as a horrendous bout of illness/migraine/bad day spirals. So, yes, the spin! It's a bit of an original character kick. My mum picked out three of my original characters through the years and we're starting off with Hope. Hope was a character I created when I was eleven so some of the details are foggy. This was still when I was making characters for all my friends and classmates. So, yes there are a metric shit ton of them.
Hope was from the first character driven story I ever created called Wings of Darkness. No, that's not true... I used to draw paper dolls and I know there were characters there. Just nothing I ever want to remember. Let's say the first story of substance? Maybe. I leveled up my story telling anyway. As much as an eleven year old can have a wealth of character development. And I'm sorry, I forget which classmate it was. Apparently, someone who I thought was a badass. I'm literally trying to remember all the background on her from a rough character mock up that says:
Hope
Female
18
5'8
Weapon: Fists
Special Attributes: Beast mode
That's what I have to go on. Go me and my excellent archival skills. I don't even have any old sketches anymore. They all met an unfortunate end at the bottom of my swimming pool. Except, the water creature character. I laughed so much at that while my mum scooped up paper remnants from the water totally crestfallen. So yes, there was an archival error for those years. Obvious the stories I tell now won't be like the ones I would have uttered as a youngster. So, enjoy the new and improved antiques.
I do endeavor to do my best. So, here it comes:
A demon.
A demon is what they called her. She knew what it was to wake up to darkness in the light. Her parents had left. In this town you threw away what wasn’t perfect. She learned that early on. If you looked different, talked different, acted different you were cast to the shadows. That doesn’t mean that you’d be ignored. She remembers the blood and the bruising from the stoning the people who would have been called peers had delivered on her. It burnt the memories of spittle and derogatory narratives from contemptuous adults. She had been a thin little thing and she broke so easily. She always knew she’d bleed out on the street. There wasn’t a sanctuary for demons after all. It was a joke that the only thing her parents left her with was a name.
Hope.
What a crock of shit.
So, you’re born with some horns.
Who the fuck cares.
She grew up.
Surprisingly.
She grew up strong too. There were the odd scars and marks but they didn’t bother her. You get pretty proud of battle scars. She fought now. Her fists were her trade. You needed someone’s teeth knocked in, a possible facial realignment, and the odd vermin extermination. Post it on the board. She’ll find you.
And good luck to you then motherfuckers.
Products used:
Foundation: Kat Von D lock-it foundation in Light 44
Contour: Morphe Brushes 9BZ Palette
Highlight: Make Up Forever Face Contour Kit 1
Eyes: Stila Eyes Are The Window Shadow Palette Body in Garnet, Midnight Quartz, Pink Diamond, Rose Quartz, and Moonstone.
Lashes: Make Up Forever Smoky Lash.
Brows: Stila in the know palette colour in rain.
Lips: Fresh Cosmetics Sugar Cherry Shine Lip Treatment
Scar: Kryolan Collodion and coloured with Kryolan Body Illustration Palette in 080 mixed with Lake.
Bruising: Kryolan Supracolor CFX Mini Palette All the bruise colours.
Blood: Cinema Secrets FX Blood and Ben Nye Fresh Scab
Wig: Lacey Costume Wigs.
Contacts: Tiger by 9mmsfx contacts