Name: Callum Harris. He's a GUY. Because we need more guys in the fanfiction world.
Age: 16.
Clothes (Please be creative/original): Usually, neon tie-dye shirts with slogans such as "EAT SHIT AND DIE" or "BRING YOUR WHORE". He's not a very considerate boy. Sometimes, he'll wear galaxy-print shirts. Black or grey jeans are the only things that adorn his legs. On the weekends, he'll be found in a black t-shirt reading "I'm Tate, I'm dead, wanna hook up?" and blue tartan pajamas pants. He often wears a plain black beanie.
Appearance: Pasty skin - often describes himself as a "pasty goth". His hair is naturally a light blonde, but it's been dyed jet black and is often infused with weird colors. He's always got some cut or scrape on his arms from skateboarding. His eyes are a dark blue in color, framed with thick lashes.
Personality: He's quite a warm, friendly kid. He's very welcoming and gentle. His personality kind of molds around whoever he's with. When he's alone, he's very outgoing. The idea that every OC in an MCR fic needs to be shy and have social anxiety is stupid. People are actually fucking friendly irl. God.
Fears: Nothing. He can handle just about anything.
Talents/hobbies: He can play a bass pretty fucking well. He's also a talented speed-talker. He can write well, too.
Other shit: He's Canadian.
And: I'm auditioning him for the part of Gerard or Mikey's love interest because the idea of just females dating him is ridiculous and vaguely sexist. Gay guys exist too. Get the fuck over it.
Author's response
I liked the audition and character, but failed to see the part where I IMPLIED that gay guys cease to exist, or are non-existant in fiction? I also happen to be a 100% supporter of gay equality, so you don't need to tell me to 'get the fuck over it.'
Anyways loved the character.