Have you ever actually seen a fan character/OC/whatever that's actually not that bad?
Today was unlike any other day for Rin… One that would teach her a lesson past anything her mentor could ever give her. The curious yordle she is would indeed cause her trouble, yet she always found a way to escape. Eventually, she developed to be careless and cocky. The protection Piltover offered dulled her senses of what yordles should be concerned with most.
A predator.
A normal start of the afternoon, Rin took her break and floated above the skies of her city, hextech glider glistening in the sun, allowing her to easily wander the skies. One place she could hide past curious human eyes, despite it’s open venue, was the large crag that split the two cities. It showed the decline of the older, lower layers of Piltover, eventually morphing to the deep heart of Zaun that clung to the cliff sides. Every once in a while, the winds would churn, allowing a gust of fresh air down into the pits, clearing a little of the noxious gas covering the bottoms, showing the decaying guts of a city that once was.
Rin eyes would meander any time this would happen, as she was always, always curious of these parts. Yet, she knew danger lurked within there, as even some of Zaun’s hardest dare not venture alone for too long.
‘I could always hide and escape them, though…’ The yordle thought as another gust of Janna’s blessing washed through the depths. Rin dipped down into the crag a little as the air cleared to get a closer look at the trinkets and buildings and odd contraptions of below. She had done this several times before, even coming to know some of the city streets in the immediate area.
But as we said, today was unlike any day.
The yordle knew well that turbulence in this area was common. She could usually out maneuver it easily, but it still whipped her around quite well. The cross winds and mixture of temperatures constantly caused unstable pockets within these parts, which is why most dirigibles or even birds dared not enter any of this space. Her glider produced thrust for her, so she had no worries of losing much altitude; just of being pushed around, which was easy for one such of her size.
A wave of heat from the many machines rose under her, which caused her to drop in the thinner air. ‘Okay, all right, no worries, just glide it out…’ She follows the moving currents to steady herself, usually which would swoop back up into the skies. Instead, however, the upper gusts blew in once more, quickly pushing her deeper. Rin now tried to fight the waves, exerting her glider to thrust her forward and up. However, the deed was already done; She had caught herself in the current and was being under towed.
“FINE! Whatever! I’ll still just follow this next current up and o–”
Inhale.
Her lungs filled with more of the gas than she was ever use to. She had never gone this deep into Zaun before. Sputtering for air, Rin made a dash landing to control her body from its spasm of coughs. Her eyes watered and her body became frantic for oxygen. She looked for anywhere to sit, staggering this way and that til she finally came to an exposed, rusted pipe she could sit on. She pulled her bandanna over her mouth and nose to help filter the thick, poisonous atmosphere, while also trying to breath into her palms, as if that would help.
It took a long while before she finally gained control of herself, though she felt dizzy and weak. Rin instinctively looked upwards to figure out where she had gone and coordinate herself once more, preparing to take flight and get out of this wretched area. However…. everything was dark, Pipes swung this way and that overhead: Wires, cores, rusted metals, oozing liquids. Rin’s heart fluttered as she couldn’t figure out where the topside was. ‘I came from.. this way, right? Maybe I just walked a bit too far looking to sit…’
Rin was usually decent at navigating, but that was from the sky. Being under ground, her senses were all turned around now. There was no sun for east and west, no guiding stars, nothing. Just endless metal and decay. She started in a walk, but quickly burst into a run as she frantically looked for anything to give her bearings as to where she was. However, she couldn’t even glide upwards. Nothing seemed to give enough space to do so. Pathways that would go up would suddenly spiral back down further. Everything down here was disarray and chaos.
The yordle quickly admitted defeat, trying her best to stay calm. Her ears were twisting every which way, listening to every faint sound. She was incredibly alert right now, using every ounce of strength she had right now to keep her senses straight.
“I… okay, I’m lost… guess… I’ll search for ways up.. I can follow the crag walls.. yeah that’s smart… head in a direction… and just… keep walking….”
I had no idea this was a Hero Academia FC, considering the sheer amount of porn of her. Not that that's necessarily a bad thing, just... I thought she was just for porn, lol.There are a few good ones out there hidden beneath the piles of self-insert trash.
I think this one is pretty cute.
generalizing a bit there. A did find an interesting article somewhere (can't exactly remember the link is) about how legitimate writers started off writing fanfition before evolving to more legitimate writers. Ink Rose is an example i believe. Though they might be rare who knows.Good writers never write fan fiction so I don't see how there can be any good fan characters.