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ฅ Key details for Sephy! ฅ𖹭 Ambidextrous - predom right handed.
𖹭 5'7 in height, thin build.
𖹭 Heterochromatic eyes (Left eye is red, right eye is blue.)
𖹭 Purple hair, wavey with some form of barrettes in the bangs. Typically roses, will sometimes use bows though these are not required.
𖹭 Pupils can be any shape, usually rounded out but sometimes can have hearts.
𖹭 Fangs can be seen on the top if talking, otherwise hidden for the most part.
𖹭 Almost always in a hoodie, can be seen sometimes in t-shirts or tank tops.
𖹭 Personality is typically soft spoken, low energy but has moments of high energy and can be loud.Please don't draw nsfw of me with other characters cus that's a bit ick!
Sephy was never meant to cross paths with a witch.. at least, that’s what she told herself afterward. Before everything changed, she was just a restless girl with striking purple hair that never quite behaved, and a gaze people remembered long after meeting her: a red left eye, sharp and unsettling, and a blue right eye, cool and observant. She wore what felt comfortable usually a black tank top, grey shorts, and her favorite blue choker with a small heart at the center. It was simple, familiar, and hers. That night, wandering too far into the wrong stretch of forest, she mistook curiosity for courage and paid for it.The witch lived in a crooked house that seemed to lean away from the world, as if ashamed of its own existence. Their meeting was brief, strange, and laced with something unspoken. The girl didn’t realize she had offended her until it was too late. A careless remark, a step too close to something sacred or maybe the witch simply found her interesting enough to change. The spell wasn’t dramatic. No thunder, no blinding light. Just a quiet shift, like the world exhaling. Her ears sharpened first, rising through her hair. Then her balance faltered as something unfamiliar tugged at her spine. When she tried to speak, her voice came out softer almost a purr.She fled before the witch could say another word, heart pounding, senses overwhelmed. The world outside felt louder, brighter, sharper. Every sound scraped against her ears, every scent told a story she couldn’t ignore. Her reflection, when she finally dared to look, showed a version of herself that was both familiar and entirely foreign a cat-girl, with soft ears twitching atop her purple hair and a tail that betrayed every flicker of emotion she tried to hide. Her mismatched eyes seemed even more intense now, almost glowing with something feral. The clothes she wore her black tank top, grey shorts, and blue heart choker remained unchanged, but now they clung to a body that moved differently, more fluid, more instinctive.Over time, she began to realize the transformation wasn’t just physical. Her instincts crept into her thoughts, reshaping how she reacted to the world. She moved quietly without thinking, watched people the way a hunter watches prey, yet still clung to the pieces of herself that refused to fade. The witch had taken something from her but also given her something dangerous: a new way to survive. Whether it was a curse or a gift depended on what she chose to become next. And somewhere, deep in the forest, the witch was still watching, waiting to see which side of her nature would win.Returning to society wasn’t graceful, it was a slow, awkward reentry filled with second glances and careful self-control. She kept her ears hidden beneath her purple hair as best she could and learned to still her tail under layers when she went out, though the effort left her constantly on edge. What surprised her most wasn’t the fear of being seen, but how quickly she found small pockets of belonging. A late-night online game turned into a habit, then a refuge, then a doorway. Behind a screen, with a username instead of a face, she could exist without explanation. Her sharp senses made her quick, her reflexes uncanny, and her presence equal parts chill and chaotic drew people in. One stream turned into many, and soon she found herself building something she never expected: a community. Friends who didn’t question her quirks, who laughed when she got distracted by a noise offscreen, who stayed for her wit and honesty. As a Twitch streamer, she didn’t need to hide who she was.. At least, not entirely. And for the first time since the forest, she felt like she might be shaping her own story again.
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Vtuber Model: Actual art done by 2wintails - overall design myself.
Chibi Model: AlexaRedfield
Chibi-Tuber: Munkeito
Editor: 🟢ChildishZambino__🟢
Panels: CozyJSStudio
Start, brb, end screen, transitions & background for caard: MoongirlStreamHuge shoutout to Saura for making this caard design possible.Will add more to this list at a later date.
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Art by EmoteLab on Steam, thrown together by me!
