How could you not feel bad hearing those sobs and feeling the tears on your hand? He wished he had more experience with this sort of thing, feeling unsure about what to do. Social skills weren’t really his strongest point.

He ended up bringing his other hand over and somewhat awkwardly patting him on the back.

“It hurts…it hurts too much to feel human.”

He whimpered out. Really not wanting to think on this matter and how much it pained in his chest. They just kept his arms around his finger as he was afraid to let it go. Their crying was interrupted by the huge pats on the back. They inhaled quickly as they sniffled. Why were they doing this? These thoughts ran through his mind as he sniffed and tried to wipe one of his eyes with one of his own gloved hands. “I-I’m sorry.”

1. What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

“You can be found and stepped on at any point of time. I prefer just- to keep moving. No matter what.”

Sooooooo i has a question. Does patches have siblings? and if he does, do they know where he is? (if he doesn’t have any, then boy is he lucky :D )

“But I was born. I know I was a quiet child and I normally kept to myself so I wasn’t too much of a hassle. But being a college student she really could only afford to take care of me and only me.

But is my family looking for me?….. Nej. I would assume they’d think i’m dead by now.

politescoutrussell:

Russell realised he had spoken a little too much when he saw he medic’s face. Yeah, he really shouldn’t have said something like that. Hopefully, he hadn’t upset the guy too much.

When the RED and the moth were both safely inside his bag. He reached down and slowly zipped it so it was halfway shut. That way, the medic could still have some light and some enough air.

“Ehehe, it’s fine,” he replied with a small smile, “It certainly makes my day a bit more interesting.”

Russell walked swiftly and yet carefully, not wanting to cause injury to what he could only really call a passenger.

For Russell, it was only fifteen minutes or so before he arrived in the nearby town. The RED would hear a small bell jingling as Russell opened a door.

“We’re here,” he whispered, as he glanced down, keeping his voice low at all times, “I think they keep them over here,” he added as he stepped over to one of the shelves.

“They can’t see you right now, I’m standing in a way that you’re out of their line of sight…”

Along the ride Patches sat comfortably down on the note book and held to the side of the fabric wall as his moth sat comfortably on his lap. The ride wasn’t too bumpy surprisingly and he wondered how a scout could be so…caring?

When the bell rung in his ears he stood up. Pretty excited to get some pieces of the delicious bun. The moth was the first to fly out and sat upon the scout’ bag. Watching the area like the good bug she is. As they made it to the shelf it’s self Patches started to climb up the bag and popped his head out a bit from the flap. Just making sure he wasn’t spotted before he hopped onto the shelf- stumbling a bit but was able to keep his balance before sneaking behind the pastries to get some.
“I’ll be sure to keep it quick!” Patches whispered before vanishing.

Uncommon Questions for OCs and their creators:

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QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCs

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

How easy is it for your character to laugh?

How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

How easy is it to earn their trust?

How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child

Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

What animal do they fear most?

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

What makes their stomach turn?

Are they easily embarrassed?

What embarrasses them?

What is their favorite number?

If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Why do they get up in the morning?

How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?

How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)?

Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom?

What are their thoughts on marriage?

What is their preferred mode of transportation?

What causes them to feel dread?

Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?

Do they usually live up to their own ideals?

Who do they most regret meeting?

Who are they the most glad to have met?

Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

Could they be considered lazy?

How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt?

How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?

Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap?

Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?

What memory do they revisit the most often?

How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people?

How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

How do they feel about children?

How badly do they want to reach their end goal?

If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?

QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS

A) Why are you excited about this character?
B) What inspired you to create them?
C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?
D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?
E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?
F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)?
G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most?
H) What trait do you admire most?
I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe?
J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?

what does patches sound like?

Now, I don’t actually have a voice or a voice claim for Patches yet. I just can’t seem to find one that I particularly think that would fit him. I really don’t like chipmunk voices so that’s out of the picture. Though I think he would have a light- humble voice along with a Swedish accent. ~~I did consider Joel from vinesauce a bit but that wouldn’t be a….good fit.~~

golden-gaze:

“You don’t know everything.” Which was true, but learning more about him wasn’t going to make him seem like a better person. If anything, it’d make him seem worse.

“Not the first for what?” he asked, not really sure what he was referring to.

He didn’t want to look at him any longer as he shoved his face in his knees. Glasses actually being pushed up on his fore head as he started to cry a bit. Trying so hard to force himself not to think he had emotions or a tiny human to make the pain hurt less.

“I’ve been caught and.. used before. Heck people at work treat me the same as you do…..I just want to escape..at least it’s only you now.”

guestsinhisworld:

“You may not be able to control your situation, but you can still control how you think of yourself. Don’t let them take that away.” He could hear Patches sniffling. He slid his hand forward on the desk, making to touch him. Physical contact was comforting, right?

He made a jolt with his shoulders when he felt finger tips touch him. Never really having an invite to physical contact, Especially when he got like this. They were normally ignored or told to shut their trap. They shook as they looked at their hands and then back at the host.

Oh bug it.

Right away Patches basically launched his arms on his finger that touched him. Sort of sobbing his eyes out.

bloodyrevenant:

The brutal laughed, pulling the knife out of the table. “I dunno. I mean, yeh got that weird healing thing about yeh. Maybe yeh got some kinda self healin’ like i do.”

He nudged Patches with the blunt edge of the knife. “Of course I guess there’s nothin’ stopping me from findin’ out myself.”

“It’s- it’s nothing like yours I assure you-” Before he could finish, he shut his trap then the blunt end of the knife was aimed at his neck. They shivered as he gulped, crawling backwards from them. “Just take my word for it please!!”

Run For Cover!

@zhemedic

Another battle had begun and was in full swing by the announcer’s command! People screaming in pain or throwing insults at each other across the map and maybe. Just maybe someone was congaing somewhere.

Dispite that- Patches was yanked out once again to heal a rather cocky scout that thought he would easily outrun a sentry nest filled to the brim with busy engineers.

That didn’t go over so well as when the scout was riddled with bullets and fell to the ground. Dead. Thankfully the doctor was so tiny that the sentries couldn’t even pick him up when he dragged himself from under the scout and kept running for the hills. When he got half way he almost thought he could get back to his base in once piece.

Almost.