M

[If you have art of this bean or anything else I should be aware of, message me, WOLFY on my message wall! ^v^]

Emotional, fast-paced, intelligent, extremely disorganized, a little dangerous at times,

M

Old (OUTDATED AAAAA) drawing of M by yours truly (WOLFYYYYY)

## Physical description

### Species

Hybrid (stick figure, wolf, cat) and vampire

### Eye color

color changing (usually brown or purple)

socially awkward, sometimes over-the-top, and extremely figdety with a short attention span because of "most wonderful adhd," M is the life of the party... when she wants to be. She has absolutely no idea where she came from, was with the Most Hated of her area, the Street Kids for around 3 years before following "a random guy who knocked on a stranger's door to ask where Walmart is." (AKA Chosen) Now she's slowly adjusting to a life where "everyone has to be nice to people all the time, even if it's fake," which is a bit confusing, but she has her best friend Kit with her to help, so i can't be that bad... right?

...except Minecraft bamboo jungles make her very angry because bamboo is hard to walk around/through so she ripped a piece of bamboo out of the ground and now uses it as her weapon..

## Powers/Abilities

### Just from herself

* Oddly good sense of direction
* Artistic
* Good at acting/theater
* Good singer

### From her hybrid animals

* Night vision
* Great sense of smell and hearing
* Can run fast

### With the bamboo

* Imagine the master staff with the two combined blocks but with Bedrock, Java, and Education Edition combined, with a few... other things.

## Story

### Chapter One: Where Are We?

She looked around. Where was she? She didn't recognize the area. Honestly, she didn't recognize anything. She didn't recognize *herself.* Who really *was* the person that she called herself? Was it really *her* (whoever that was)? She dismissed the thought. That wasn't important. It was cold and she didn't have anywhere to go. So she slowly walked down the sidewalk, looking for any place she could stay.

*Maybe if I find where I came from, I'll recognize it and be able to go back,* she thought, but even *she* didn't believe that. She'd have to defend herself, at least until she started remembering things and knew where she came from and was able to find it. *If* she started remembering things.

Lightning.

Thunder.

Wind.

Rain.

More rain.

With an aggressive flick of her furry white tail, she started walking faster and pulled her hood up over her head. She pressed forward, paying no mind to anything around her. The sound of someone's voice brought her back to reality.

"Who are you and, and what are you do-doing here?"

### Chapter Two: Shelter

She stopped in her tracks. Who was that?

"I don't know and I don't know and who are *you?"* she said in reply, flicking her tail again.

"Uh-uhm... m-my name is Bryce.." the voice stammered in reply.

She looked up to see a nervous boy, probably age 7, dripping wet.

Honestly, she felt bad for the kid more than herself.

"Hey, uh, do you have anywhere to go?" she asked.

The kid shook his head.

"Uh, here, come with me," she told him, walking up to a house with lights on and knocking on the door.

The door opened.

A teenager stood in the doorway, looking at the two kids standing outside.

"What are you two doing out in the rain? Come on, get inside," they said.

The two kids came inside.

She couldn't help but feel uneasy.

## Trivia

* Both her and Kit were originally based off of me, and that still stands, but M is the more energetic side of me and Kit is the more calm one. (No, I was not with any local street kids for 3 years and do not use a piece of bamboo I ripped out of the ground as a weapon.)
* Her attention span is actually only a little shorter than mine.. (please help me)
* I originally created OSC when i was 9 years old, as a small group of (non-stick figure) people, but now (i recently decided the original OSC story is the late 1990s to the early 2000s, M's story is set February 2018 - January 2021) the thing is huge and has a whole power level thing. heres some more on it
* She is probably my favorite of my OCs. she's just my little silly
* she is the kind of person to cry under pressure (she doesn't show it though)
* his dad is 110% stick