#that on both Becs and Blanks bio i forgot the bit of text above the name etc. section

[point-of-the-stag-enjoyer]

OC Bio: "Blank".

Last but by no means least, we have Blank. I forget when i came up with her, but she's grown into one of my favourites, creepy little cryptid that she is. She's grown into more than a bit of the good ol' chestnut of the tragic monster, but this first post is VERY much focusing on the monster bit. The first bit of the monster bit, anyway~ ;3

Name: Unknown.

Nickname(s): Blank.

Pronouns: She/her.

Ghost's name: Entelechus[1].

Ghost's pronouns: It/its.

First resurrected: The Collapse.

BIO IS THUS:

Blank is old. Very very old.

Resurrected by her Ghost before the dust from the Collapse had even begun to settle, from the beginning it was clear something was a little... off about her. Not necessarily wrong, just... off. She started her new life as she meant to go on, as a black-veiled loner with a long rifle. She spent the first few years of the Dark Ages seldom seen outside of a scope glint, skulking about picking off other Risen from miles beyond their range. Whether she was paid to or just did so on her own whim isn't clear, but it garnered her a reputation as a peerless marksman, and with that, a price on her head that kept growing and growing with each kill.

The last time Blank was seen in the Dark Ages at all was in Old Chicago. Roaring through the ruined swamp of a city on a Fallen Pike, Blank pursued by a trio of Risen raining bullets around her. Crashing her Pike through a wall into a derelict offworld transit station, she landed clean headshots on her pursuers before jacking an aged Jumpship left on a launchpad and soaring off into the sky, her deeds fading into history.

No-one knows what happened to her out in the big black, in the centuries she was away. No-one except her and her Ghost, anyway.

Whatever did happen, when Blank reappeared on Earth it was obvious her years out in the void had had a substantial effect on her:

Her rather short physique had lengthened considerably, almost like she was stretched into an unnatural shape, her spindly limbs seemingly too long for her body. She'd always moved gracefully, but now even more so with a bizarre cadence akin to a dancer, unsettlingly flowing, smooth and precise[2].

Her limbs weren't the only parts of her changed mind. Jutting out of her worn vest was what could only be described as a mouth. A maw full of metal teeth constantly gnashing at the air, spitting drops of blood constantly that stained her armour. Some swore it even growled at times. Her black veil remained, now masking a rasping wheezing breath.

Her Ghost was mostly unharmed, save for the small branch of silvery glittering wood lodged in its shell.

Blank's reappearence on Earth coincided with the initiation of the Great Ahamkara Hunt, and she signed up post-haste. Assigned to a fireteam, Blank took distressing amounts of glee in killing the Wish-Dragons the fireteam hunted in horrifically torturous manners, ripping them apart while they still lived, harvesting their bones and feeding their flesh to the maw in her chest as the dragons bled out. Over and over again she brutalised her prey with no regard to the safety of herself or her fireteam.

Her killings got so violent that her fellow fireteam members actively tried to intervene and ask her to stop. She did not. If anything she got worse. It got to such a point where her nominal allies were hunting her instead, partly out of horror & disgust at her actions, partly out of fear that after the Ahamkara, they might be next.

Thankfully, it never got to that point. At the height of the Hunt and her reign of terror, Blank disappeared without a trace. Some assumed her dead or wished into non-existance. Where she actually went, only she & her Ghost know.

After her disappearence and the subsequent end of the Hunt, her deeds faded into hearsay over the decades once again. More than a few Guardians have groaned and rolled their eyes whenever a drinking buddy cracked out the same old story about "The Hunter Whose Heart Ate Dragons". She became a bogeyman, a horror story. A myth.

And then, once upon a time in a tumultuous Reef, she reappeared once more...

FOOTNOTES:

[1] I named it that before the TFS collectors edition was announced, okay? They nicked the Aristotelian reference from me as far as i'm concerned :P /j

[2] this was inspired by remembering the Dancer of the Boreal Valley existed and ohhhhhhh my god. Would.

Ahhhhh, and with that, i have all 7 bios started. Peachy.

I bloody love Blank, i love where i've taken Blank in my deets, she's one of those characters i just *like*. Tho as a dyed-in-the-wool monsterfucker i'm not exactly surprised.

With this done, i'm gonna start writing up extra parts for everyone's bios, so keep an eye out for those! I might also start posting little bits and pieces under the OCs respective tags, not sure about that one yet. We'll see <3.

Thanks for reading!

-'Stag<3