radicalkeytar

[radicalkeytar]

i've been. thinking. about making a killer oc but that would require a lot of drawing... the idea is still on the table though.

also my replies will be a little later now.. i'm taking summer courses... but i'll do my best!!

[radicalkeytar]

"Oh gosh, yes please. I didn't know you were a cook! You must've done that a lot, then. I swear you just get cooler."

[ Her smile was genuine, almost... warm, in a way. His presence, once imposing and honestly horrifying, now felt familiar and comforting. ]

[ To tell the truth, Rory wouldn't trade this moment for the world. Letting down their walls for the first time in a while, just having an almost casual talk. ]

"This might sound... weird, I think. But I'm glad you did this, that we.. talked? I liked learning about you. It's nice."

[ She mumbles awkwardly, fidgeting with the ends of her hair. After a short pause, she claps her hands together and exhales. Okay. ]

"I'm really looking forward to seeing your cooking. Genuinely. Don't disappoint me."

[ They add jokingly, trying to 'clear the air'. ]

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

CHARACTER INFORMATION: Rory (🎶)

Expanded information on my OC in the Forsaken universe!

Basic Information:

🎵: 24 years old.

🎵: Non-binary, they/she pronouns.

🎵: Support Survivor (??? To be changed???)

Prior to entering Forsaken, Rory was the keyboardist for the band RES0NANCE, sometimes taking on the leading role for the group.

Rory entered Forsaken after being stabbed in the back (literally) by a rival musician. They weren't given much to start, just their purple keytar and a couple loose items from their pockets.

In-between rounds, they will go out into the forest to play music in private. Occasionally, they'll try composing new pieces to play when they eventually 'escape'. (That hope is slowly dwindling, though.)

Fun!! Facts (because Rory deserves joy and whimsy)

🎵: Their band's music style is similar to RAISE A SUILEN's from Bandori. Sort of like electronic rock. - They're basically the inspiration for Rory, including D4DJ's UniChord and Photon Maiden... woo edm!!!

🎵: In-game, they would play different melodies on the keytar, each providing a different benefit to nearby players. - Still figuring this out for rp.

🎵: Wears their hair in many different hairstyles. At least, that was when they were actually alive. For now, it's mostly just ponytails and double braids.

🎵: Plays the guitar in their free time. It's not for the band, and only for fun. - (I couldn't draw a keytar properly for the longest time [still can't] and there were only guitar poses on the Internet) - Now unable to play as they were only given a keytar

🎵: Keyboards/Keytar: Roland FA-06, Roland FA-08, Roland Lucina AX-09 (these are just the ones PAREO from Raise a Suilen uses....)

Post created: 06/24/25

Not all information is final. Please look forward to the growth of Rory's character!

[radicalkeytar]

[ Rory jolts into a sitting position again, eyes lighting up. They stare at the other, surprised but almost excited. She! Actually wants to listen!? ]

"Wait- really? You're serious? I know you don't mean now but like, oh my god- there's only so much I can do with a keytar, but I promise it's going to be good."

[ They stop, taking a deep breath. Okay, not expected, but in the best way possible. Sure, they'd have to practice a little, as their skills have definitely gone rusty over time, but still!! ]

"Then you'd have to show me a hobby of yours. I think that's only fair. Plus, there's definitely something you do in your free time."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

"Guess I learn something new about you every day. You have a lot of walls up."

[ Rory meets her eyes, staring for a moment. For once in their life, at least, since coming here, they finally felt some sort of peace. Probably the calm before the storm. ]

"More than anything. I spent my whole life trying to get to that point. Performing for people. It's like... my own way of helping others, since I'm not all that great with words."

[ They turn towards the sky again - what once felt like a lonely void now brought a strange sense of comfort. Maybe it was because she was here. ]

"When I did play music, it felt like I was really in control of myself, I guess. That's another thing I miss about it."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

"Was that what most of your life was like? It seems so... eventful. And I never really took you to be the partying type."

[ 1x seemed so much more different than what Rory initially thought. For such an almost... reserved being, she assumed that they lived a more peaceful kind of life. Or it was just hard to imagine in general. ]

"But that... sounds nice. The music, especially. Watching others perform is like... another kind of feeling compared to just listening - you could really feel the musician's love for the craft."

[ She rambles a little, reminiscing her past life - when was the last time she really performed for people? Time passed differently here, so it might've been a couple of months by now. Maybe longer. ]

"I'm glad you got to experience that, though. Sounds like you really miss it."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

[ Rory listens, leaning back until they're laying on the grass, staring up at the sky with him. Back then, they would've questioned him further, but now... they kind of understand. After all, he was right - nobody knew this would be the outcome. ]

"I thought for a while that I could continue blaming you- like, the 'killers'. And I kept avoiding the idea that nobody wanted this, not even the people coming after us."

[ They swallow, keeping their eyes on the sky. It's a little uncomfortable confessing their naivety. ]

"But I... get it now. Kind of. I don't know about your past, but... you weren't wrong for seeking revenge. At least, that's just based on what I know."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

I spent a while looking at the instruments used in Bandori and. I think Rory would either use the Roland Lucina AX-09 or Roland AX-Synth as their keytar. //

Haven't thought of a keyboard/synthesizer though. Probably Roland as well but I'm not going to think too much on it. //

Just a bit of extra Rory information for fun!!!! //

[radicalkeytar]

[ Huh. They weren't expecting that. Many of their memories from before all of this were mostly blurry. Either it was the effects of time or just supression. ]

"Ah... just had people who didn't like me, I guess. It was... stupid. I didn't expect to die from it, though."

[ It would be a little embarrassing to say they got backstabbed... literally. To them, it felt like the dumbest way to go out. Also, it wasn't that important of a detail. ]

"This... thing began talking to me, saying I could continue doing what I wanted. That I could 'have control over myself' again. Just didn't know it would be like this."

[ Rory shrugs, now resorting to pulling out the grass in small portions. They feel stupid - falling for some supernatural being's manipulation, and admitting it. Oh god. ]

"Do you remember how you got here? If that's okay to ask."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

[ Rory can barely hold back a chuckle upon seeing 1x4's feathers puff up. She never realized the close resemblance to a grumpy bird until now. Okay, get your shit together. It's just a natural part of opening up. ]

"Yeah- yeah, glad we have that... figured out."

[ She clears her throat, starting to fidget with the blades of grass. Usually she would have something else to say, or point out, but the words don't form correctly. ]

"... Were you always like, a bird? Not in.. a bad way, I'm just curious."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

"How could that possibly be my-"

[ They retort, before dropping it mid-sentence. Better not challenge her too much. Who knows what she's going through between each round. ]

"You chose to spare me, alright? Don't pin all the blame on me."

[ Rory sighs, running a hand down their face. Geez... now they feel a little guilty about it. Not like, horribly guilty, but the feeling gnaws at them every time they glance at her wing. ]

"Look, I-... Sorry I got you into that. Situation. Or like, contributed to it, or something."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

[ Rory groans - okay, baby steps. First, something had to be done about that wing, and maybe they can continue this afterwards. ]

"Stop doing that, just- you're going to open up some of the wounds there. Rest for a second."

[ Awkwardly, they take a seat on the ground, gesturing the other to do the same. They doubt he'd actually do it, but an attempt is better than nothing. ]

[ Why couldn't she get them to understand? Rory truly wanted to help, or at least a little, but that gap is just too large to cross. Maybe she's not thinking about this the right way. ]

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

[ Silence. Rory looks like they're holding back the urge to smack their forehead, flexing and clenching their hands instead. They're just going to trust that she gets it. ]

"And refusing help is a sign of being 'clever'... uh-huh."

[ They raise an eyebrow, staring back. They're looking over at each of the feathers. So fluffy... Rory automatically reaches, but stops halfway, dropping the arm. Okay. They're getting off-track. ]

"We're going to be here forever if you keep avoiding the very obvious problem, and you know that."

[ After all, you can't protect the people you love if you leave yourself defenseless. ]

"You think it's going to make you feel better, just running away like this?"

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

why do they call it an oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food

"... That's. That's exactly why. You answered your own question. You 'of in' the food. You put the food in the oven. That's the entire purpose of the oven. "

[radicalkeytar]

"... Yeah, that's fair."

[ Rory sighs, dropping their arms as well. It feels like there's a huge wall between them - after all, they're two completely different beings. ]

[ And yet, 1x almost reminds her of how she used to be - painfully so. ]

"You say you're afraid of 'nothing', and yet you're hesitating. Always watching your back like someone's out to get you, or something."

[ Okay, not a single crack in that wall yet, but they're getting there. Maybe. ]

"More often than not, you're failing to see what's in front of you."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

"So what, you're going to go on about your hatred, about how you've been betrayed, but when someone actually shows care, you just blow it off?"

[ Rory sounds almost exasperated, throwing their hands up in frustration. Yet another moment passes between the two before they sigh. ]

"I don't know what you're afraid of, but what I said before - I meant it."

[ Her tone had noticeably softened as she takes a cautious step towards them. ]

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]

[radicalkeytar]

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

[ They stare at his wing again - it's even worse than they thought. It's partially their fault, but they definitely don't recall scratching him up like that. That was the work of something else. ] [ Still, they almost feel a bit guilty. First they smack him with a heavy object and now they're asking if he's okay. ] [ God, they're losing it. ]

"Do you really want to keep fighting with an injured wing? You're just making it worse for yourself."

THWUMP!

There’s a loud noise behind Rory as something lands against the ground. The glow, the looming presence, the strange static noise - it’s unmistakable.

Yet, despite it all, that expected feeling of pain from a blade coasted in toxins… never comes.

“YOU.”

- @princeofbanlands

[ Rory jolts, keytar nearly sliding out of their hands at the commotion. That vicious, threatening tone - it's definitely them again. Clenching their hands, the survivor slowly turns to face the other. ]

"... Me?"

[ They squeak, cursing internally at just how pathetic that sounded. They're fully expexting them to attack, or lash out - but after a minute, maybe two, Rory drops their guard just a little. ]

"Not quite finished with me yet, huh?"

[ The comment just barely covers the anxiety in their tone. ]