Kamkairo

Age: 23
Species: Muscovy Duck
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Trash
Marital Status: Single
Occupation: Local Neighborhood Memelord
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Kacia Salucci
Age : 23
Gender : Female
Species : Owl

Anyone who has crossed paths with her would tell you she is a bad temper on two legs. Indeed, Kacia is an angry person, but not for no reason. She is extremely pessimistic and negative, and past events in her life gave her this outlook over time. Losing her job and apartment, her friends distancing themselves from her, losing family members she was close to... It all piled up until she broke under the weight, believing that happiness would bring her nothing but misery, and because she can't handle anything negative like rejection or losing people, Kacia refuses to let herself get close to anybody anymore. Stewing in your own hatred, anger and pain is one of the worst things you can possibly do to yourself, but Kacia doesn't care enough to do otherwise. Anger is all she knows and allows herself to feel, because she's just afraid of being happy now. She fears that if she lets herself find ways to be happy, something bad will happen to take it all away again. Her mentality is 'nothing can take my happiness if I don't have any'.

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Kamderwell Corvuss
Age : 23
Gender : Female
Species : Corvid

Kamderwell, also called Kam, is similar to Kacia in a way, except far less anger-prone. Instead, Kam is more of an embodiment of sadness. Being a very lonely, unhappy corvid, she is also extremely passive and quite the doormat, causing people to take advantage of her kindness and willingness to try helping people. Since she is incapable of standing up for herself, she'll simply take any insults directed at her in an 'it doesn't matter I deserve it anyway' way. Since she is so quiet and withdrawn, hardly anybody ever pays any attention to her, even when she's got her head down while crying in silence. Unlike Kacia, Kam wants to be happy, but she can't seem to find an opportunity to do so, especially when she feels like she just doesn't matter enough to anybody.

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Nina
Age : 8
Gender : Female
Species : Duck

The eight-year-old niece of Quackerjack and daughter of his brother John. Nina is a social butterfly, raised lovingly by her father, mother, and sometimes her uncle. She has a positive outlook on almost everything, even towards things she probably shouldn't think so lightly of.

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John
Age : 40s
Gender : Male
Species : Duck

Quackerjack's older brother by a handful of years and Nina's father. He was Jack's second-in-command during the time of Quackerjack Toys, handling the finances. When the company went under, their relationship soured, being blamed for the downfall, and now works as an accountant.

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Carmine Scarlet
Age : 30s
Gender : Female
Species : Shrew

Sophisticated, intelligent and refined; Carmine Scarlet puts on a posh and polite persona, but behind closed doors, she is a bitter, bloodthirsty bundle of bottled wrath. Born Piroska Coquelicot, she was tormented as a child for her small size and long, sharp snout. Over the years, she was motivated by a desire to control those around her and be respected, pushing her to become a criminal, taking on the name Carmine Scarlet. Being aware that her short stature makes her appear non-threatening, resulting in her opponents underestimating her, she carries weaponized canes and a myriad of other concealed weapons.

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Malvolius/Malloria
Age : 33 (physically), 80 (1992), 106 (overall)
Gender : Female
Species : Shadowraith/Goose

A former nurse/medic who served in World War II and fell victim to a group of sorcerers two years after the war ended. Now being a shadowy monster, Malvolius drifts around the woods in the outskirts of St. Canard. Her distorted, echo-y weeping can sometimes be heard late at night.

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Trashyard Tate
Age : 25
Gender : Female
Species : Opossum

Tate Salvaggi, or Trashyard Tate, was originally from New York where her dad worked as a trashman. Tate, being an odd child, spent most of her childhood in the house, messing with junk and trinkets that she'd find in the streets, even building things with them. She thought everybody in the city was too wasteful and threw out so much useful stuff, and when she was eighteen, she moved to Calisota and opened a scrapyard in St. Canard. There, instead of throwing out their junk, people would bring it to her, where she would take it apart and sort the material and pieces into extremely organized piles, for her own convenience as well as that of her customers. In her spare time, she'll take some junk and try to craft something new from it, sometimes even functioning weapons. Being neither hero nor villain, she doesn't discriminate and will do business with anybody regardless of affiliations. On the surface, she seems like a reclusive person who doesn't have a lot to say, but when engaged just enough, Tate becomes more open toward people who are willing to listen.

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Giovanni Salvaggi
Age : 40s
Gender : Male
Species : Opossum

Tate's father, a trashman from New Jersey, and once a notorious mobster, feared by his opponents due to his efficiency with sharp objects and his chilling cackling laugh. He abandoned his old life after meeting his future wife, running away with her to New York. However, Giovanni's past would start to catch up to him, leading to the death of his wife and part of his sanity.

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    • Kamkairo
      Kamkairo

      @A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs

      "Only to what I bind to. When I was bound to the amulet, I was forced to bind with the person who used me. I was used to do so many terrible things against my will... But I am aware that I am not a monster by nature. In appearance, however..." Malvolius looked down at her hands. They were supposed to be dainty and delicate, but instead they were large and sharp-tipped. "People are more likely to be afraid of me, or even attack me."

      • A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs
        A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs

        “Eep!” The witch was familiar with monster kind, daemons, sentient shadows, living objects, posssessed objects, etc, but the tree Malvolius had possessed had been a completely normal tree. It had looked like a monster. If a tree could be that spooky, Lexi did not want to see what a corrupted person looked like.

        “Does that happen to everything you touch or just to things you bind to? Oof. Sorry. I wasn’t going to bother you with more questions. Thank you for helping me under better. But I still don’t think you’re horrible as a person.”

        • Kamkairo
          Kamkairo

          @A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs

          There were no words that could properly describe just what a Shadowraith was capable of, so Malvolius resorted to a demonstration. She wordlessly touched a large tree beside her, condensing her form and seeming to completely engulf the tree in darkness. The tree was reduced to a huge shadowy blob before it burst into shape as a mangled, twisted version of itself. It stood on its claw-like roots, supporting itself further with a pair of gnarled branch arms, and on the trunk below the crown was a demonic face, with two glowing magenta eyes and a sharp, jagged mouth. It raked its hands through the dirt and unleashed a loud, bloodcurdling bellow. However, before it could do any harm, it reverted back to its natural form, though the monstrous tracks in the ground remained.

          Malvolius rematerialized from within its shadow, a solemn expression resting on her face.

          "I corrupt anything I bind myself to, including actual people... I'm not the only one, either..."

          • A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs
            A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs

            “Oh...” Lexi grimaced shyly. She knew she could be annoying with her babbling sometimes.
            “Okay. Sorry... Um. If you don’t mind me bugging you with another question, why do you call yourself a beast? You seem nice to me, even if you were transfigured by dark magic. But I don’t really know anything about the dark arts or their forms, aside from the cost of using it and a few defense spells.”

            She shivered, unable to imagine using blood bonds, contracts with otherworldly beings, and agreeing to shortening her life or taking a life to power a spell. No thanks!

            • Kamkairo
              Kamkairo

              @A Lion, A Witch, and A Wardrobe of OCs

              The Shadowraith found it difficult to keep up with Lexi as the young lady chatted on, and while Malvolius understood that Lexi had good intentions, there was nothing that could be done to truly make the specter happy again. She was forever stuck the way she was, and nothing could alleviate the reality of it.

              "I am grateful for your offers... but I am afraid that I must decline. However, if you truly wish to, you may return to these woods whenever you would like. While lonely, it is the only place for a beast such as myself, and I cannot leave it..."