Life as an OC

*Power on* *Battery full*

I-Is this thing on? *Tap* *Tap* Helloooo? Testing, testing, one two th- o-oh wait, the green light means that it’s on. Okay! *Ahem!*

Original Character… it is a writer’s creation to envelope additional actors/common characters to the fictional world of their choosing. Most original characters have a background story, a plot, even a purpose. But some would just be background characters, providing only to enlighten the scenery. There are cliché characters, who think that their story is predictable. And there are unique characters, who are unaware of what will become of them and are ready to face their role as an original character. Like every original character, they are but mere puppets to serve under one creator… the writer. It’s always interesting and fun to add something new to the world, because as we know, official characters tend to be boring sometimes. The audience would think that maybe they could do something about this, just to liven up their lives. Just so they can communicate to them the way they want to be heard. And thus, OC’s were born, helping to improve and serve additional help to their fictional world.

One of the most positive outcome of this… is the audience’s responses. OC’s are a great way to gain ideas for future fanfictions, comics, or even flashes. They can also criticize the characteristics of an OC, just to make them better and juicier. What’s more, they would dedicate that OC by making fan art, putting that favorite OC into another media by being a cameo, being a supportive character, or be the star for the story’s plot. Yes, making OC’s is one of the greatest creations we could ever make… right? I ‘would’ agree to this… but as the old saying goes, ‘When good things happen, there must also exist a bad side’.

Oh! How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself! My name... is Thunder Chaser. As you may have already know, I am an OC. And judging by my name, I am indeed a character born within a My Little Pony Friendship is Magic fanfiction. I’m a pegasus stallion with blue fur, rainbow mane, and blowing thunder clouds for a cutie mark. The reason why I’m called that is because I can go as fast as the speed of a thunder roar. Pretty cool, huh? Well... I can guess you're rolling your eyes at me right now, thinking I’m just a simple cliche character inspired by Rainbow Dash, eh? That’s okay, I don’t blame you though. My creator isn’t a bright person to come up with unique characters. My personality is the same as Rainbow Dash, only braver and heroic. I know, sounded pretty lame... hehe. It almost sounded like I was a mary sue (or gary sue) character.

As to wonder what my interests are... well... can’t say I’ll surprise you. Like Rainbow Dash, I am interested in enter the Wonderbolts. Plus... I... uugh.... I’m in love with Rainbow Dash. I know, I know, that sounded cheesy. Cause I can already tell that there are a WHOLE bunch of OC’s that are eagerly to get Dash for themselves. Which is fine by me... since she wouldn’t ‘actually’ fall for a guy like me. But anyways, now that I got my background out of the way, I want to continue where I left off.

When I said ‘When good things happen, there must also exist a bad side’, well... I am that latter. I’m not very well known... and pretty much a lame and overused character. The reason for this is because the fanfiction I was in had poor receptions and criticisms. My first... and only appearance is a fanfiction called “The Newest Wonderbolts” made by my creator. I serve as a main character, followed by Rainbow Dash, her friends, and the Wonderbolts. It starts out as Rainbow Dash fighting against a ferocious Manticore, proving to herself that she can be brave enough for anything. But, just as she faced her opponent, she was too scared and weak to face it. And to just make things more ‘dramatic’, her friends are weak as well. Hmph, I know Rainbow Dash too well, she would kick that furball into next week. Heck, she would just carelessly fly out of there thinking it’s just a waste of time. But nope, the creator made her weak like Fluttershy, and that there is no hope for her left. But just when hope was lost, she is saved by her shining armor... me. Woopydoo...

Right when our eyes made contact, we fell in love... instantly. We didn’t even tell about ourselves... I mean that’s what all romantic setups are for right? Anyways, after I saved her... and MARRIED HER... and had children of our own... we both entered the Wonderbolts. And then, we lived happily ever after... am I right? Well... the creator might of thought that was the most heartwarming thing ever. But for me... It felt... dull. It’s sad to think that I was created like this... all I ever wanted was a normal and cool life... like the unique characters out there. A world filled with uncertainty that brings juicy details to the story, and to choose willingly to become what the OC wanted to become. But nope, I was chosen to be a wasteful character... only to be thrown into the trash.

Just because I was an OC.... doesn’t mean I don’t exist. Nope, right now, I am in the realm of OCs. Here, we are transported into a world filled with OCs of different kinds once we aren’t being used at the moment. Whenever we want to reappear in Fanfictions, comics, or flashes, we’re simply teleported out of our world and into action. That’s how we do our jobs. To be honest, most of us OC’s are get along pretty well... except for those who are born with hatred and misery. Especially that Pinkamenia Diana Pie from that one gory fanfic... she creeps me the heck out with her cupcakes and such! Anyways, I managed to make a few friends here... and they too are unpopular OC’s. However, I am not living a happy life here. Other OCs tend to ridicule me because of the way I am... and that I will never become as successful as those popular OCs. I’ve been beaten up... bullied... even shunned. To think that this is my actual fate... It’s just too unbearable. If only I would just end my existence now... so that this pain would go away. Some happy ending I have...

Oh... and it’s probably not a good idea to tell your love interests to others. Like I mention before, there are other OC’s that would want Rainbow Dash to themselves. Well... I don’t blame them... even other OCs like me wouldn’t blame them either. Heck, if they want to fight over my ‘one true love’, then let them. I never ‘really’ had any real interests to love her. All I ever wanted... was to be friends with her and to her other friends... just so they would... acknowledge my existence. I... just... I just want... to be loved... a-and... *Sniff*... be... accepted as a normal pony.  I mean... *Sniff*... it’s not my fault... being born like this. It... It hurts so much... thinking that... that my life... was all just for... that one... stupid fanfiction. I... I... nugh, I need a moment alone. I-I’ll be right back...

*Walks off* *Twenty minutes later* *Battery half way* *Almost out of film* *Walks back in*

Okay, I’m back. Sorry about that, I tend to cry a whole lot. It’s really weird that I wasn’t born with emotional problems. Guess my creator didn’t want me to feel bad. But anyways, I feel a bit better. Some friends I have... not coming to my desperate time of need. Lots of times my friends would not come and help me, because they are having issues of their own. I say that’s their only excuse. Just because they were born a different life than I was, doesn’t mean their personalities are more unique than mine. And just because I had to serve a stereotypical plot doesn’t make me a perfect character. I am a victim, an innocent victim to serve as a tool to make my creator popular and making my existence look unnecessary. *Sigh*... but I shouldn’t be angry at this at all. No, infact, me and my creator talk to each other like I was his consciousness. Weird isn’t it? And yes, my creator has asperger syndrome. I know some people who are autistic tend to talk with themselves... or to inanimate objects. There are very rare writers that actually have conversations with their OCs whenever they feel alone or depressed. It’s like we’re not normal to be talking like this. But as weird as it is, it made me feel very happy to see that he hasn’t just abandoned me after all this time.

We sometimes talk about our personal lives, laugh, even comfort each other during desperate times. Right now, he has a girlfriend, who apparently also has asperger syndrome, and they are spending a lot of time together. Like my creator, she too... is a brony... or a pegasister... I don’t know. But anyways, both her and my creator are happy with each other. She apparently met him and felt touched by his fanfiction. Truly I was surprised to hear such results. I don’t know if I should be proud... or sad for him. Knowing him, he will retire from his TV obsession and move on with life... just to abandon me... so that I will never be used again. And that I will be forgotten to the world. I thought that this would be the end for me... knowing my life was all but meaningless pursuits to bring about a happy ending. But during that intermission I had, the creator and I had a talk. He promises that no matter what happens to him... he will always remember me... because he put his heart and soul... into making me. Because of me... his girlfriend met him. I thought that he made me from shear effort... but as it turns out... he made me the best way he could. As a matter of fact, he added a part of him... into me. I... I was touched. Just because I was born as a cliche character... doesn’t mean I was one to him. As a matter of fact, he said he once felt like an unwanted person in the beginning. Because he too had emotional problems and trouble with associating with others. And that he always felt so full of himself just to just get attention.

And at that moment, I knew that our friendship would never break apart. Because... because... *Sniff*... I was a character... inspired by him. Nugh, excuse me, had a tear there. Maybe... maybe being a cliche character might be an alright life. Sure others will think poorly of me... but at least I was given the gift of making new friends. And the gift of having free will. I might not of have the happy ending I attend to have... but being an OC, I'll make my own happy ending. Who knows, maybe I’ll even marry some pony. Hehe... and who knows... maybe it could be the one and only Rainbow Dash. But nah, she is an official character. We both live in two different worlds. But that’s alright, I know a few alternative Dashes in here that might be interested in me. Well anyways,

*Thirty seconds left of film*

Oh horsefeathers, I forgot to turn off that camera during intermission! Oh well, I’m about done with this personal blog. So, the lesson to be learn here today... is to acknowledge yourselves and your work. Just because we were born as an overused character, does not mean we’re just emotionless tools to serve one’s purpose for fame. Umm... let me rephrase that. Just because you have an OC that’s cliche, does not make it entirely useless. There is always a choice to twink up that OC a bit, just to make him/her feel more lively. Be creative, be positive, and most importantly... do your best. Who knows, your fanfiction, comic, or even flashes might soon be acknowledge from all the effort you put into it. If you truly believe in yourself, and have hope for your work, then you will have no doubt of have a happy ending. Well... that’s about it. My final thoughts? Well... out of all the OCs out there... I am glad I was made by my creator... as a cliche character.

*Runs out of film**Power off*