Rainfall

### Author(s)

LavenderTheSand-Rain, 2ofSpadesssss, TheWonderfulWolfy, RedStickFigure2763, Winter7897, Popsicle12, SpacedOut925, Bubbles7285

## Biographical information

### Residence

A specific, sheltered and ignored alley somewhere in a city

### Likes

Cats, Hoodies,Sketching at dusk, Acting like her cats out of pure boredom, Her phone

## Appearances

### Debut

100th PAGE!! ayyyy!!

The collaboration OC has been created! Happy 100th page, everyone!

## Personality

Rainfall is very athletic and extroverted, but also can be somewhat rude and/or mischevious depending on their mood. However, she is the opposite of her 'normal' self when alone or with somebody she is close to. She often daydreams and sketches when she is alone. She loves hoodies and cats.

## Appearance

Rainfall is a blueish-purpley-gray stick figure who wears a black hoodie and dark jeans. Her eyes are a sunny yellow. Around her waist is a belt with a holder for a bow (basically a weapons belt), with a bow, and on her back usually sits a quiver with a couple of arrows. The set is antique.

## Backstory

It wasn't an accident, she knew that. Their parents went out one day, and they waited for around a day before their brother called the house. She could tell he was crying because of his snuffs, but he didn't sob or anything like that. He said that he was coming to pick her up and that their caring parents were gone. Almost right away, he entrusted her with a bow-and-arrow set, and they had surprisingly good aim. One day they asked what had happened, and why they were being trained for war. When their brother rejected, they asked if the war or they were more important. Their brother flipped out, and accused her of being overdramatic and being a brat. When they protested, their brother brought up how often they cried, and how dark they dressed. "I did nothing!" They had cried. "It's not my fault!". After a couple of days of fighting, her brother finally sat them down and explained. "Two.. uh.. stick figures attacked them. Fire and ice cme out of their hands. Their eyes shot lasers. Many died that day.. there is no war. I've been training you to protect yourself. If I go..." They were staring in horror. "B-but I couldn't.. you wouldn't.. there's no way you would leave me?!" They shouted. The fight was bad. At some point, she left. She packed everything and crept out in the middle of the night, and made sure to light a small fire to leave ashes and threw one of her least favorite sweaters in it to smell like her. She took the knife her brother had given her originally, before she got better with bow and arrow. Then, they ran. They found themself in a huge city with no where to go and no idea what to do. They were nineteen now, they could get a house if they had the money.

(Alright its someone else's turn now- Spades)

They had no idea where to go. They must have wandered for hours. It was raining that night, so hard that it pounded against her head and neck. They were so tired of wondering and not knowing, so tired of not knowing the truth. Eventually they collapsed in a dark alleyway.

When they woke up, it was still raining. They were cold, but something had kept them from freezing during the night. Cats, at least 6 of them had cuddled around her, sharing their body warmth. She slowly got up, removing the cats, and stared at the alley around her. It was full of boxes, and a fire escape from the apartments above hung over their head, old and rusty. And everywhere they looked, there were cats of every color and breed and size. They all looked at her admiringly. They seemed to be waiting for something, so she took what little money she had and went to the bodega next door.

She placed an order for twelve pounds of cat food, as a thank you to the cats for keeping her safe. They also bought a gallon of milk, and some regular food for themself.

"Can I get a name for your order?"

They looked up. "Huh?" She asked.

"I said, can I get a name for your order. The cat food won't be here till Tuesday." The cashier seemed impatient.

She was about to say her own name, but then she realized. Her brother thought she was long gone, and she wanted to keep it that way. They struggled to think of a name, before glancing to the downpour outside.

"I don't have all day, Mx."

"Rainfall." They said, confidently. "My name is Rainfall."

[Yay done

Hope you like my concept - Spacey]

The walk home took longer than they had hoped. The rain slowed her down considerably, and it was getting dark, making it hard to see, so they had to backtrack and go a different way multiple times.

Its worked out, though, because eventually, she got back to the alley and the cats and safety.

Safety..

...The alley was safe, right? The alley was where she wasn't going to be attacked or hurt, right?

...right?

The feeling of a wet nose nudging her had. snapped Rainfall out of their spiraling thoughts. She glanced down at the fluffy black and white kitten coming over for cuddles.

"Alright, Felix, I'll go mess around with you and your knuckleheads of friends," they told him, scratching behind his furry ears. They stood up and looked out into the alleyway. Seemingly endless cats and kittens played and slept and scavenged for food. Luckily, they wouldn't have to do anymore scavenging come Tuesday.

Rainfall looked behind her to make sure no one was watching, and once that was comfirmed, she got down on all fours, playing with the cats.

After all, they had nothing to lose.

It felt freeing.

That was how they spent most of the rest of her day.

(alr now im done until someone else adds - Wolfy)

I wake up to lots of meowing and trilling. I'm used to it now, but it still surprises me sometimes. Today especially. Maybe because the cats haven't seen snow in a year... oh. It was snowing. The icy flakes were all over the streets. I went to the store where the cat food was supposed to be at and picked up the heavy bags of kibble. As soon as I got back, the kitties were practically screaming for food. I took a box and filled it with food. When the felines heard the noise of food, I found it near impossible to hear my own thoughts because of the purring.

Alr yay I did some stuff :D -Lavender

## Random Trivia

* Rainfall has worked out ways of being able to shoot her knife instead of arrows if needed.
* They're trying to find Chosen, to at least ask why he murdered their parents.
* Rainfall has names for the cats which are: Socks, Calico, Spots, Mitten, Fluff, Cotton, Snowball, Vollabong, Star, Spook, Opal, Birdie, Ukulele, Shadow, Fence, Tephra, Berry, Willow, Sasha, Autumn, Winter, Summer, Spring, Peanut Butter, Jelly, Chocolate, Pepper, Salt, Ketchup, Beam, Butterscotch, Cinnamon, Spaghetti, Hot Cat, Ghost, Burger, Misty, Chloe, Butter, Cleo, Buttons, Snowflake, Seashell, Maple, Palm, Chex, Max, Peppermint, Holly, Xena, Kay, June, October, Bee, Ladybug, Dragon, Snow, Ampersand, Eight, Fireplace, Felix, Toaster, Spice, Doorknob, Fae [Y'all start adding more]
* Rainfall has never experienced interdimensional travel, but is extremely interested and also scared of it.
* Rainfall uses She/Her and They/Them pronouns ONLY
* Rainfall does quadrobics! :]

## Talents/Abilities

* Because of having to get around quickly and make sure the cats are safe, Rainfall has become pretty fast
* Obviously they're a skilled archer.
* They can breakdance believe it or not.
* They can play the flute as loud as physically possible. (Note from Bubbles who actually plays flute: its not hard to play it loud)
* They have the incredible ability to yes.
* They can also no if they want to.
* They can maybe, too.
* She plays soccer and football. (Two separate sports) She's also a great volleyballist and doesn't know it yet.
* Also more yes... and no... and maybe
* The cats never extend their claws around her, unless there is a threat.

(I wanna see the chaos of this category spiral. You can make them able to do anything.)