Flynn Matthews

Face-up artist(s):

Me

Reason for choice:

the moment i saw the Little Rebel Andre head i knew he would be perfect for my character Flynn

Best Points:

everything about his face is perfect, his body is sturdy and holds poses well

Worst Points:

limited head movement, trouble finding clothes that fit.

Eyes:

Green eyes from TataBJD

Wig:

Alpaca wig made by me

Favourite colours:

Green

Fashion style(s):

casual college student

Name story:

Demonic Contract : Awakening (on hold)

Character age:

20

Character gender:

Male

Offsite roleplay:

This doll's character is not available for offsite roleplay.

Flynn is the main character in my Story Demonic Contract : Awakening,
i wrote out most of his story last November but am re-working it as there are some major plot holes
i also didn't fully plan it out so it kinda stops randomly. will work on it again at a later point.
here's the info from its nanowrimo page.

Synopsis
Flynn is a demon hunter.

Okay he's still an apprentice in the daggers but his apprenticeship is nearing its end,
which means all he needs to do now to earn that silver dagger pin and become a real demon hunter is to bag a level 3 demon solo.
A piece of cake for out boy Flynn.
Little does he know that his encounter with the level 3 demon will change his life forever and not the way he wants it.

Will Flynn pass the final test of his apprenticeship?
or
Will he wish he never went out to that job?

Excerpt


Prologue

It was dark, he couldnt see anything around him.
Pain shot through his body as he tried to move against his bindings, tears stinging his eyes
gritting his teeth against the pain, he was making no progress.
He was trapped, he was going to die!.
As the panic and dread rose in his chest he felt it, something had brushed by his foot and try as he might he could not pull his leg away as the serpent slowly slithered up his leg, onto his body until it stopped at his neck, He felt its forked tongue flicker against the shell of his ear, as he gulped back a scream
“Oh my poor little lamb” the serpent's sickening voice echoed around the room,
“Are you Scared?”
“Are you Afraid?”
“Do you want it to end?”
The serpent questioned as it nudged its head against his face, it laughed as he flinched from the touch trying and failing to create distance between the two of them
“Don't worry my little love, it will all be over soon” it cooed lovingly to the him, and then he saw the serpent's eyes burning like embers it mouth cracking open revealing fangs dripping with liquid and then the scream that he was holding back ripped out of his chest before he was silenced by the snake.