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9 and all related items (c) Shane Acker
13 (c) *Tifa-the-Strange

My 9 OC I drew two days ago :3
She's going to be called either 13 or 869, but I'm leaning more to 13 since I'm working on her story
And yes, I know that someone else has already claimed the number 13, but I really like the number since it's of bad luck. And I luff underrated numbers (6, 8, 9, 13, 21, 23, 66, 69, 666) I'm sorry if anyone out there has already gotten an OC named 13, but the thing is... You don't have the right to flame other people for claiming a number you used, okay? It's normal since there are a LOT of 9 OC's, deal with it

Okay, 13 was created right after 9 was made by the scientist, just in case 9 failed. The scientist died as he gave the last remnants of his soul to bring 9 to life, but 13 woke up a bit after the war was developing outside (before 9 awoke). 13 felt insecure with her appearance, so she covered herself up quickly before looking out, bombs and gunfire everywhere. She ran to the outside world in panic.
As 13 hid in some rocks, hoping everything would go away, she hears a female voice outside, "I've found more!"
She peeks out from her hiding place and sees more stitchpunks like her hiding under a war cap as the female took a pair of twins to it.
She runs to them, hoping to know what was going on yet stops as she sees 5 trip and get shot by one of the robot walkers, 2 runs to him as 7 helps them out. 1 notices 13 and glares at her, sensing that 5 unfortunate accident was caused by her presence. One of the bombs lands near her and lets out smoke, burning a part of her head, she screams and falls to the ground, rolling down to the stitchpunks, clutching her head. The twins, 3 & 4 help 13 up her feet as 2 and 7 come back carrying 5.
13 wakes up, no longer feeling the burning sensation from the bomb. She looked around, touching her head in shock, the burned area saw sewn like new. She hears a small bottle of ink clinking at the sound of something metallic. 13 notices a striped stitchpunk with a key around his neck, his fingers soaked in ink. He grabbed the small ink container nervously as he tried not to look at 13, he held the ink container as he stared at the newcomer.
"W-w-wh-where a-am I?"
"S-safe..." he mumbled nervously, quickly looking back at the door and hiding in the shadows as 1 entered the room with his staff, he kept glaring at her. "So, you're awake..." he used the tip of his curved staff to remove the blue cloth from her back, noticing the large 13 on her back, "Unlucky one..."
:3

Description
9 and all related items (c) Shane Acker
13 (c) *Tifa-the-Strange

My 9 OC I drew two days ago :3
She's going to be called either 13 or 869, but I'm leaning more to 13 since I'm working on her story
And yes, I know that someone else has already claimed the number 13, but I really like the number since it's of bad luck. And I luff underrated numbers (6, 8, 9, 13, 21, 23, 66, 69, 666) I'm sorry if anyone out there has already gotten an OC named 13, but the thing is... You don't have the right to flame other people for claiming a number you used, okay? It's normal since there are a LOT of 9 OC's, deal with it

Okay, 13 was created right after 9 was made by the scientist, just in case 9 failed. The scientist died as he gave the last remnants of his soul to bring 9 to life, but 13 woke up a bit after the war was developing outside (before 9 awoke). 13 felt insecure with her appearance, so she covered herself up quickly before looking out, bombs and gunfire everywhere. She ran to the outside world in panic.
As 13 hid in some rocks, hoping everything would go away, she hears a female voice outside, "I've found more!"
She peeks out from her hiding place and sees more stitchpunks like her hiding under a war cap as the female took a pair of twins to it.
She runs to them, hoping to know what was going on yet stops as she sees 5 trip and get shot by one of the robot walkers, 2 runs to him as 7 helps them out. 1 notices 13 and glares at her, sensing that 5 unfortunate accident was caused by her presence. One of the bombs lands near her and lets out smoke, burning a part of her head, she screams and falls to the ground, rolling down to the stitchpunks, clutching her head. The twins, 3 & 4 help 13 up her feet as 2 and 7 come back carrying 5.
13 wakes up, no longer feeling the burning sensation from the bomb. She looked around, touching her head in shock, the burned area saw sewn like new. She hears a small bottle of ink clinking at the sound of something metallic. 13 notices a striped stitchpunk with a key around his neck, his fingers soaked in ink. He grabbed the small ink container nervously as he tried not to look at 13, he held the ink container as he stared at the newcomer.
"W-w-wh-where a-am I?"
"S-safe..." he mumbled nervously, quickly looking back at the door and hiding in the shadows as 1 entered the room with his staff, he kept glaring at her. "So, you're awake..." he used the tip of his curved staff to remove the blue cloth from her back, noticing the large 13 on her back, "Unlucky one..."
:3