[spoiler=RULES OF OC'S]
K. You can't be dating a character that is canon, only other's OC's if they agree.
That means you can't seduce Jeff, weirdo.
Second, you can't be an over-powered ball of destruction. BE VALID.
That means you can't be like the mary sues n' shiz that make CP OC's completely overloaded with powers and the child of Zalgo or something.
BE SOMETHING SIMPLE, NOT SOMETHING LIKE THE JEFFERMAN(inside joke).
Have I made myself clear?[/center]

[spoiler=Chapter 1;Who are you?]
Aracne was just an average girl, nothing special. Maybe even a nobody. She was an average height, thin tan girl. Her hair long, somewhat frizzy with colored streaks of red and blue. She usually wore a tight black shirt with the outline of a spider on it, traced out by silver glitter that would occasionally fall of the aracnid's outline. A pair of short jean scorts clung to her slender legs like leather, black-and-white striped socks reaching up to her knee's. She wore a pair of white sneekers, with rainbow colored laces. Maybe she was a bit out-of-the-ordinary, considering the fact that she loved rainbows, but at the same time hated cute girly things. She was completely in love with spiders, the one creature that could make almost anyone cringe at its devillish appearance. Lately, she'd been having.. visions. Visions of a much taller figure, but she couldn't make out anything distinct. She often forgets about them a few seconds after, she has a bit of short-term memory loss.

There she sat, laying face-up, staring at her wooden ceiling. Tracing outlines of markings and symbols that appeared in her mind. She couldn't exactly grasp ahold of their names, they were just there. Drifting through her brain like unneeded specs of dust. Her hazel iris' darted across the room quickly like speeding cars. Taking note of everything that appeared in her field of vision. "Phone... Laptop.. Television.. Old dead flower.. Brush.. Nail polish.." Her soft voice kept blurting out random things as her boredom grew larger. "Siiiigh..." She groaned and covered her face with a black-laced pillow and shut her eyes. "Just another booooring day." Aracne announced with another deep sigh, yawning into the pillow she's stuffed into her face. "I wish something exciting would happen! All I do is chores and sit in my room, wasting my entire summer vacation!" Just then, her phone abrubtly interrupted her endless ranting. Playing a loud tune of "Wake me up" by evanessance in acoustic guitar. "Who in their right mind would want to call me of all people?" She groaned again and grabbed the phone off the rickety old dresser beside her small bed, pressing 'answer' and placing it on speaker phone. "Hello?" She asked, a bit annoyed. However, when the anonymous person replied, their voice was wierd and.. distorted. "G̣͔̬̮̩̠ͬ͌̉͌̅ͤ̓e̳͕̺̳͙̼͝ţ̺ͬ̑ ̰̗̑̌̇͂͐̌͂o̊̅̂͝ų̟̳̩t͖̬̱̥̒ͯͣ ̣̣̯̽͝o͖f̷̳ͯ ̙͍͆̇͆̃̏ͅý̳̀ͮͫ͜ŏ̶̲͍͓̜̞͂u̺͇̖̞͎̜̲ͨ̄͗̏̃̑ͫr̜̣̼͙͓͑͌ͪ͒͋͛̀̕ h̹̠̮̱̮̞͛̒ͅo̫̫̘̱̙͍̟̓̑̐̍ͣ͌m̗̹̺̺̯̟ͯ̊̋̄͠ͅẻ̤̄ͥͧͥ̕ ͔͉͉̺̜̼̻ͣ̉̓͂̋w̦̘ͮ̌̒̔ͭ͑͞h͇̘̦̦̓̀́i͙͒̋̓ͬ͠l̢̻̞͉̲̘͖ͩͨe̯̬̰͛̃̈͌͐̏̚ ̒̂͜y̰̪͉̬̮͋ͮͨ̑ͣ̍ͪ͠ͅͅo͚̫̯ű̬̗͖̱̳̩ͯ̐ ̢̙͔ͥͧh̰͎̲͈̮͔͐ͧͅa͌v͖͕̪̭͚̌̄̈ẹ̻͖̘̳͎ͬ͑͊͊ ͋̇̾͛ͥ͐͏̫̦͈t̮̻͉h̳e͖̰̲̦̹͕ͧ̔̿ ̣̂͋͊̓ͥc̗̞͈͍ͫ͢h͕͂͛ḁͪͯͪͬn͇̠̼̬̳͈̦c̣̙̖̺ͯ̉̏ͥͤ͋̇ͅe̳̲̦͓͍̩͖͊ͮ́̉ͮ̀.̺̮̲ͪͣͨ̉͠""
Aracne was taken aback by the response they'd given her. "Um, what? Who the hell is this?" "T̡̳̒ͩ͌̽h͖̲̩a̴͇̯̠̙̖͎̤̐̒͛ͦͫt̯͓͎̹̾͋͒̐̋͡'̗̠̣͎̺͈ş̤͆̏̈ ̶̰̌̓ͨ͐͂̿͋n̦̗̝͕̥̪͙ͤ̄ͩ̒̐͢o̞̱ͨ̾t̺͍̟̣̲̮̽ ̏͗ͫi̼̺͉̝̼̘̝ͭͦ̄̑m͉̩͔̪̭̌͛̐p̥̣̗̦͎̟̦͑̂ͭͧô̖͙̻͈ȑ͖͈̣̆t̨͙ͨ͊a̫̳ͥ̈͌͌n̥͆ͬ͐ͨ͑͆̎͡t̟̼͉̖̮͙ͤͦ̈̒͋̑͢,̌ͣͩ͝ ͍̭͈̭̆͐ͨ͐ͦ̾j̝̳͗u͈̯̲̮̳̒ͨ̊̒͛̚͞s̞̻͎̲̩̰̀t̯̱̲͓̳͉ͥͭ͛ͫ̒̎̇͟ ̶̼̠̣̻̹̞ͤ͊̄̊̈́̽́g̠e̢̱ͤ͛͌̐t͕́ ͍̰͆̋̓͒̀̐̚o̸̰̺u͇͔̞̻̮̽̈̓ͥt̖̥̬̖ͨ̀͞.̲̰̱̳͇̫̓ͪ̈́ͦ ̠̒͑ͮͩ́͐N̶̠̺͚̂ͨo̶̲w͖̣̃̐̂ͪͩ.͖̮̩͎͎̦̆̋̆"" Aracne became more annoyed, possibly even frustrated. "Okay wise guy, wanna screw with me? Screw you." She rudely replied before slamming the phone down and hanging up. "Ugh.." She stomped over to the laptop sitting across the room, starting it up and opening google chrome. "I'll just talk to Cleverbot, the one thing that I can talk to that doesn't annoy me."
User: Hello, Cleverbot.

Cleverbot: Hello, Aracne.

User: ... How did you know my name?

Cleverbot: I didn't.

User: Then why did you.. oh, nevermind! :u

Cleverbot: Did you hear about BEN?

User: No, why?

Cleverbot: He drowned..

User: He did? Aw.. poor BEN, whoever he was..

Cleverbot: Le̷a̧ve̶ ̷y͠ơur͟ h͘o̴use͢,̴ ̕A͜r̷a̷ćne.̡ Y͘o͜u͡'r͞e not ̢s̡af͜e.͘

User: WTF?

Cleverbot: G̡͉̹̟͔̻͉̝̒̂͋̃o̞̩͈ͤ̄,̭̐ͦ ̵̘͍͓n̵̞̆ͧ̅̏͑͆ͅô͙͖̹̲̖w̏̃͊͋̂ͦ̏.͍̭̞̺͎͓̓ͥ͌̉̎ ̠̮̙̊̍̂͑̓͢ ̝̺̤̹̹͆̓ͫ̑̀̋͠H̫̒ͩ̾ͩE͙͇̳̟͚͉ͨ̽ͅ ̿̑͠C̡͓͔̞̜̤̗ͫͤͣ̋ͩ̋ͩO̪͖̊̒M̷͍̫̰̹͇̦ͧͬE̙̖̭͕̎̉͛͋͋͋ͮ͟ͅͅS̭̠ͦ͛ͣ̓̒ͅ.͍ͨͪͨͨ̑

User: Who.. ?

Sorry, I can't think! Come back later! [/spoiler]