Back in 8th grade, I had a bunch of creative friends and a few of them decided to allow friends to create characters for their stories (this is cool in some ways, but also gets you things like Kokuei, whose hair color I couldn’t just leave simple… “black hair… with green bangs… with blue streaks… and white tips”).
I decided to take this a step further since my parents had a nice new computer and printer, and I made up a form. I started having friends design characters for… the project devoutly-to-be-hidden-away-from-the-light-of-day (my boyfriend is supposed to love me. Even he laughed in my face. If it were a drinking game where you do a shot every time you laugh, you’d be hospitalized by page 10. More on that here, if you like.).
I have long since lost my character development sheet, but it was to the effect of:
- Character basics: name, race, age
- Character-istics: height, hair color, eye color, tattoos, scars, etc.
- Character quirks: accent, rampant phobia of butterflies (seriously, why did anyone let me make characters for them?), etc.
- Character favorites: food, drink, color, etc.
- Character back story: origins, goals, motivations, etc.
I’m going to be very honest about this: I have weird dreams.
The first of my highly developed, extremely bizarre dreams was in my freshman or sophomore year of college. My brain decided to combine the movies Alien, The Abyss, Virus, Sphere and an episode of The Outer Limits (Manifest Destiny, if anyone’s interested). It was some bizarre conglomerate where Sigourney Weaver was in charge of a futuristic submarine sent to explore a crashed spacecraft (with a second-in-command alien that looked strangely like Mordin Solus, though I had never been exposed to Mass Effect before), and found it empty. Then the crew started going batty and dying, and the alien, who had tried to destroy the ship and was locked up, revealed that he was able to commune with the lifeforms. They were microbes of some sort, but highly intelligent, and they were responsible for the negative effects that were ongoing. However, the alien race were benevolent, and asked to be destroyed rather than to cause humanity’s downfall. Between the alien and the humans and the microbes, they caused an overload to the power core, destroying them all and saving humanity.