A lot of people have, what they call, OC's, or original characters.
An OC is basically the character you see throughout their art. Their fursona. This person who represents them. They'll have a toyhouse with twenty characters. They write their OCs backstories, but never get to writing a full length novel they've been planning.
These OCs to them, are precious. These are like old friends. Kinda like, having an imaginary friend, but as an adult, someone who is loyal. Someone who you wish to be, someone who you wish to be with, or someone who you wish you will be with.
The story is told via the art, via the commissions, via the interactions and the roleplay.
A soul bond has formed with this character.
As a writer, I feel like my creation of characters ranges to be much more scientific than artistic. Whereas others model theirs from clay, taking careful time to touch up, mine is almost industrial. Mined for who I need for scenes.
In a way, I really struggle with some emotions.
People tell me how they can't pick a favorite OC, as that's like pick a favorite child, and I realize that I very rarely have that same level of love for my characters. Do I merely see them as tools?
No.
There are characters who I find very precious to me. Cyras and Owlis, and Lilu and Ahmond, and Rosod, and Swillow, and Wasting.
Erstwhile, a lot of characters are just roles. Daybreak, for example.
This however is fine. I see a lot of my characters as more expendable. In some cases, accepting that not everybody is important to you is just as noble as loving all.
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