Comic Commission for lady-b-bloo of her amazing OC, Risette in a super sad yet sweet moment with Jack
Risking your life to save your brother. Hope I did this moment justice
The boulder is Totally heavier than it looks. Smashed down really hard yes
Ahh this is really bad but I decided to slap some colour onto it.
I feel kind of like drawing more magical transformation blossom though~. I also want to do Jack as well….but what. …hmm
In her new outfit design for Sonic Boom! She looks in her teens/young adulthood now, it’s great~
~\>\~ I really love Amy Rose’s new outfit for Sonic Boom. I can’t wait to see how she has ‘grown up’ in the newest games and tv series!
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy, when skies are grey
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away
Risette Spicer - my OC
Jack Spicer (c) Christy Hui
Commission comic for lady-b-bloo of her oc Rosette with her Lil bro, Jack Spicer
Jack @ Christy Hui
Sketch Comics are $10 per panel and animation is $10 per frame
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Name : Spicer, Risette. (Nicknamed ‘Rise’ by baby Jack)
Family: eldest daughter to Mr Spicer, step-daughter to (the second) Mrs Spicer, elder (half) sibling to Jack Spicer, eldest cousin to Megan.
Appearance:pale complexion (not to be mistaken with Jack’s albino skin),
Burgundy hip length hair,
Body: tall, fairly muscular, hourglass??
History: born seven years prior to Jack, Risette grew up past her parents expectations and more, labeled a prodigy and heir to the Spicer name (unless a boy was born).
Her mother died when she was of two/three years, where her father remarried to the woman who would give him a son years after trying.
She excelled at anything given to her; a piano/violin, advanced mathematics, fencing ect, however she felt little pride as she once did despite her accomplishments, having not felt that same stomach tingly joy when her parents first praised her efforts at walking by herself.
That was until Jack was born. Upon his birth and early years, Risette learned that- incredibly- she merely had to exist to have Jack smile brightly at her, and the smallest of things she did made him gurgle and clap his little chubby baby hands. Jack became the one thing she loved first and foremost above everything else in the world’s entirety.
It didn’t take long for her to grow very protective of her little brother, and was almost always by his side. In turn, little Jack grew selfish of his big sister, and Risette found it hard to mind. She did her best to not smother him as she wanted him to learn from his mistakes (or at least the ones that wouldn’t not inevitably harm him), however as the years go by, some might dare to say she had a brother complex.
However, as Jack got older, his genius shown brightly but their parent’s barely acknowledged his own accomplishments without some mention of Risette’s own feats or of what he had to live up to. Jack for a time grew jealous of his elder (half) sister, however over hearing some of their servants and of his parent’s muttered frustrations, it came clear to him. Risette in the past and present, had often blown off her own expectations from her parents merely to spend time with Jack. In fact, recently he had a school science fair he was taking part in, but his parents turned it down under the excuse of Risette preforming a solo in a concert hall. Risette had missed the event to help her little brother when no one else had.
Jack respects and loves his older sibling, and was torn when at age 8/9, Risette Spicer left their home shortly after an argument with their parents due to her disappointing behaviour. Risette however had already been planning to leave, having come to the conclusion that she wanted the strength to protect her little brother from what the future should inevitably bring, and also hoping with her absence, their parents would see Jack, and he would gain the attention he deserved and needed from them both. With her lovely, straight, long hair cut off, leaving only a mess of short strands on the back and long in front of her ears, she hugged her brother tightly, promising him her return and left.
Roughly seven years later - having only spared some letters here and there on her travels to him, and some returned, she returns to her little brother to fulfil the promise she made both to himself and to her, to protect him. She knows of his apparent ‘evil’, but she still stands by him, doing what she can do make sure no harm came to her brother- even if it meant what he may do to himself present of future, whether he knows it or not, like it or not.
Faults: Although she was considered a ‘prodigy’, she does not have the same ‘genius’ mind Jack owns, as she does not have that creativity to create new things. Rather she is a ‘genius’ in observing and analysing.
She is neither Heylin, nor is she firmly on the Xioalin side. Her goals rely on ensuring Jack’s survival and happiness (the latter being a second, as it is not a sure thing with what she must do). Because of this, others are not guaranteed to be helped by her, even in the ultimate name of ‘good’.
She- despite her grace at fighting, is a horrific dancer. Many dance partners have been stepped on, kicked or suffered from injuries one would not expect. This is most likely due to Risette’s reluctance in the subject, knowing she would have to eventually dance with ‘potential suitors’ in the future.
Her cooking skills are barely existent apart from toasting bread and what can be made over a camp fire. Jack testifies to this.
Risette grows jealous over Jack’s admiration for Chase Young, and grows silently irritable whenever her brother gushes over said Dragon lord.
She once attempted to drive (Jack having insisted upon her doing so without realising she did not in fact have a licence)…she is no longer permitted on the roads with a vehicle.
Risette is Asexual
Her favourite food is pudding, Melon bread and banana flavoured/themed treats.
Her fighting style is similar to that of the ‘Hyuuga’- from Naruto. She is a close combat specialist with hand to hand, doubling on both offensive and defensive techniques.
She learned her fighting style from sages she met during her travels. However in order to gain its full potential, she had to give up something of hers in order to learn the power to protect. (Which is a s.e.c.r.e.t~…for now)
Another part of it is something similar to the opening of the ‘eight gates’- again, from Naruto (Although she only has a total of 4 gates). Revolving shapes and words encircle her as she fights, and with every ‘gate’ she opens, more power is brought fourth- although at a price. The more she uses and the longer, the more exhausted she becomes. It took her years in order to last five minutes into the technique. Blue energy glows from her hands in a wispy pattern.
Because of her terrible, harmful dancing, little Jack- after nearly being stood on once, created his first prototype steel toed boots (although they were a little too heavy to move in. So instead he stood on her own feet, giggling as they ‘danced’).
Because of her time away from modern society, upon returning she has difficulty in using modern technology such as touch phones- mostly because she has a low desire to learn to use such devices.
"Oh~? So let me clarify this situation, because I protect my little brother from obvious needless assault when the battle has already been decided, you assume I must be the enemy? You demand of me my ‘evil’ intentions? Do not hold your ‘righteousness’ so highly Xiaolin monks, you are no saints. I see no ‘monks’ of supposed goodness and order, only young, rash children. Society may overlook it for your age, but make note that not all will be so blinded by empty titles."
"…but Jack, why would one wish to own a watch which reads ‘Alive’ or ‘Dead’. Surely they would be visibly not breathing…Jack?"
"To fear means to be strong. I feared for someone because of my love for them, therefore I became stronger. If I were never scared, then I would not be whom I am today. So long as you do not let your fear rule you into not countering it, you can find that strength you strive for."
"Oh Hey Risette, you finally done?…Rise?" "Jack…" "What’s wrong? Did something happen?" "Jack…the toilet spoke to me."
"Stupid little brother…what are you crying for?"
Because one never needs an excuse to post a selfie, especially when one looks rather pretty (for once)
A coloured figure of silentlibrettist’s doctor who oc Skylar.