Apokalipse Banned

The room was dark, the only light being a slight peek of sunshine through the closed curtains. Nevertheless, no light touched the teenage girl as she sat with her back in the corner of her room, her knees drawn up to her chest and her hands quivering against her temple. She was still in her red nightgown, even though school was just now being let out, and there was an insistent knocking on her door. “Eri, unlock the door, are you feeling alright?” Her mother’s hazy voice said through the wooden slab and the named Eri’s head snapped up, her red-brown eyes widening. “N-No, please don't come in! I d-don't want to get you sick!" Eri just weakly managed to yell. “Okay.” Then the soft pit-pat of her walking away from the door. Eri let her hands fall from her face and onto her knees, her wrists jerking and the backside of her hand stinging. The mere thought of the pain brought tears to her eyes as they dribbled down her face. Stinging, stinging, stinging. _The body writhed and jolted along the tiles and her mouth stretched with a shuddering tongue slapping against her lips. Screams tore from her throat, awful, mind-numbing screams. She convulsed onto her side, her body shaking and trembling, her head slamming onto the floor multiple times until slight blood was left behind._ “Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!” Eri cried, slapping a fist into the side of her head. Was this her so-called gift? Or was this her punishment for being such a cruel being? For all the pain she caused her friends? She didn’t mean to hurt anyone, she just wanted to have fun, feel exhilarated. _Her legs ached, burned, but she continued running. A shoe slipped off mid-step and she tumbled to the ground, her knees smashing into the concrete of the sidewalk. It stung, badly, but it didn’t matter. She continued running, sprinting, to get away from those agonizing screams, those awful screams._ “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Eri sobbed, rubbing furiously at her eyes. When she removed her hands and lifted her head to lean against the wall, she saw something glitter with the only beam of light in the room. Her cellphone. She rushed towards it, on hands and knees, tripping and falling multiple times, until she scrabbled to her nightstand, her scratched up knee bumping into the leg. She fumbled with her phone before turning it on and entering her passcode. The home page came up and she scrolled through her apps, searching and searching until she saw an app with a girl’s face on it. _“Help! Help! Somebody help – my friend, she’s hurt, something happened! I don’t – I…”_ Eri breathed heavily through her nose, willing her thumb to move but it remained motionless, poised over the simple square. _“It’ll be okay, Kotone, he’s not worth it.”_ Her finger slammed into the button on the top and the screen went black. _“Kotone, don’t cry.” She said as she rubbed her hand across her back. It felt odd on her hand, tingled, but she would always be there for her friends. Even if she caused the pain, she would soothe it. _

 **Name:** Eri Himura **Gender:** Female **Age:** 18 **Occupation:** School, works at café **Personality:** To describe Eri’s personality is complicated. She loves her family and friends, holding them dear to her heart, but she has a nasty secret. She enjoys it when they are suffering. It’s not some sadistic streak, it’s only because she is entertained by the drama, really! When her friend’s parents had a painful separation? Eri was secretly entertained by the dramatic back and forth between her mom and dad. And, another awful confession, sometimes Eri even sets the drama up like she was a director to a movie. Okay, most of the time she does it. But she can’t help it. She can’t help reveling in the amusement, it became a hobby of sorts. She often manipulated her friends into getting into fights, with breaking up with their significant other, she even convinced a girl once that her father was cheating on her mother. Along the way, Eri found she enjoyed twisting the web of lies. It was exhilarating; it took away from the dullness of her life, the long stretch of boringness that came before her. And the worst part? She doesn’t even feel bad anymore. To add insult to injury, afterwards, she comforts her friends so she can hear the tale retold. When she’s not causing agony, Eri is a generally sociable, nice, and respectable young lady with an inner cynical personality and a need to be in control. **Power:** Eri has the power of pain manipulation. She can cause people to feel physical and emotional pain with a wave of her hand. However, Eri has little control over it and happens unpredictably, sometimes without anything setting it off. The weakness is that her ability completely relies on her hand motions – if her hands are occupied doing something else or tied up, she cannot use her power. **Color:** Crimson **Bio:** Eri was born to hippies. That’s the easiest way to explain it. They smoked pot, were pacifists, and were cool with everything. And they contributed with Eri’s dull, middle-waged family life. Eri was good in school, made A’s and didn’t engage in after school activities. Another boring aspect. In fact, her life was dull and boring and nothing spectacular. Maybe that was why she felt the overwhelming need to cause drama: it was exciting. One day, Eri was comforting her best friend, Kotone, who had just broke up with her boyfriend after finding a close friend and him making out – it was all orchestrated by Eri and was a simple misunderstanding, but Kotone didn’t know that. Eri was soothing her by rubbing her back and listening while she was telling the sob story. The strawberry blonde was inwardly chuckling and she actually let a chuckle escape her lips. Eri panicked, but Kotone didn’t notice it as suddenly her lungs were agony and her skin felt as if it was melting – she started to scream and writhe, falling to the ground and squirming until she fainted from the sheer pain. Scared of what had happened, Eri called someone to help and fled the scene. When she received the text message, she stumbled to her bathroom and threw up in the toilet. **Other:** She enjoys snacking, especially on sweets. **Relationships:** Kotone – best friend

Poppy felt her insides freeze. She could be manipulated so easily, so readily. She wouldn’t even notice it. This was her worst fear realized. The fear of not having control of herself…except, the whole time, she’ll think she has control of herself and that was somehow worse. To be miserable without knowing your miserable just sucks. Poppy looked down at her hands and tried to swallow down the fear creeping up her spine. She peeked up at Henrietta through her blonde bangs, analyzing her, inspecting her. But what was the point. She could have already gotten underneath Poppy’s skin, she could even know Poppy’s thoughts, she could be _planting _Poppy’s thoughts. “How do I know you’re not manipulating me?” Poppy blurted before she could help it, the fear itching at the back of her mind. “You say that people are scared of you because that’s what they’re afraid of. And, well, how do you get them to know that you aren’t manipulating them? ‘Playing them like a fiddle’?” And yet, despite the fear rushing through her body, there was something laying at the bottom of it, sifting like sand underneath water. An undeniable respect. The power Henrietta has, why, Poppy wish she could have it. Even if she had to be lonely, that would be such an amazing power to have. Poppy squeezed her fists together. Even though she was scary beyond hell, Poppy would have joined her if she had to join a side. Before she could think more on the amazement she had for this being, the fear rushed back with one thought: _what if this wasn’t her respect to give?_ What if she was being manipulated? It didn’t _feel_ like she was being manipulated.

 **Name:** Eri Himura **Gender:** Female **Age:** 18 **Occupation:** School, works at café **Personality:** To describe Eri’s personality is complicated. She loves her family and friends, holding them dear to her heart, but she has a nasty secret. She enjoys it when they are suffering. It’s not some sadistic streak, it’s only because she is entertained by the drama, really! When her friend’s parents had a painful separation? Eri was secretly entertained by the dramatic back and forth between her mom and dad. And, another awful confession, sometimes Eri even sets the drama up like she was a director to a movie. Okay, most of the time she does it. But she can’t help it. She can’t help reveling in the amusement, it became a hobby of sorts. She often manipulated her friends into getting into fights, with breaking up with their significant other, she even convinced a girl once that her father was cheating on her mother. Along the way, Eri found she enjoyed twisting the web of lies. It was exhilarating; it took away from the dullness of her life, the long stretch of boringness that came before her. And the worst part? She doesn’t even feel bad anymore. To add insult to injury, afterwards, she comforts her friends so she can hear the tale retold. When she’s not causing agony, Eri is a generally sociable, nice, and respectable young lady with an inner cynical personality and a need to be in control. **Power:** Eri has the power of pain manipulation. She can cause people to feel physical and emotional pain with a wave of her hand. However, Eri has little control over it and happens unpredictably, sometimes without anything setting it off. The weakness is that her ability completely relies on her hand motions – if her hands are occupied doing something else or tied up, she cannot use her power. **Color:** Crimson **Bio:** Eri was born to hippies. That’s the easiest way to explain it. They smoked pot, were pacifists, and were cool with everything. And they contributed with Eri’s dull, middle-waged family life. Eri was good in school, made A’s and didn’t engage in after school activities. Another boring aspect. In fact, her life was dull and boring and nothing spectacular. Maybe that was why she felt the overwhelming need to cause drama: it was exciting. One day, Eri was comforting her best friend, Kotone, who had just broke up with her boyfriend after finding a close friend and him making out – it was all orchestrated by Eri and was a simple misunderstanding, but Kotone didn’t know that. Eri was soothing her by rubbing her back and listening while she was telling the sob story. The strawberry blonde was inwardly chuckling and she actually let a chuckle escape her lips. Eri panicked, but Kotone didn’t notice it as suddenly her lungs were agony and her skin felt as if it was melting – she started to scream and writhe, falling to the ground and squirming until she fainted from the sheer pain. Scared of what had happened, Eri called someone to help and fled the scene. When she received the text message, she stumbled to her bathroom and threw up in the toilet. **Other:** She enjoys snacking, especially on sweets. **Relationships:** Kotone – best friend

 **Name:** Amenia **Age At Death:** 23 **'Underworld' Age:** 3,334 **Gender:** Female **Personality:** Amenia was always taught to be a respectful young woman and be reserved. However, not many of her lessons stuck. Amenia is sarcastic and biting with a penchant of insults. While she won’t insult anyone who has done no wrong, once you piss her off – which is rather easy considering her hot temper – she will hold nothing back. She is blunt and honest, finding no reason to keep certain things secret and believes that everyone has a right to knowledge as long as they have the curiosity to go after it. Amenia hates the idea of being oppressed and is a big activist for all rights, especially gay rights as homosexuality was common in her time. **Bio:** Amenia was born in Ancient Egypt. At the tender age of sixteen, she was married off to Horemheb who was the commander in chief of the army under the famous Tutankamun. Despite it being an arranged marriage, Amenia fell in love with him and they had a very affectionate relationship. Alas, Tutankamun died and that left Horemheb to be the new Pharaoh. While Amenia rejoiced, Horemheb was faced with a horrible decision. Most of Egypt regarded Amenia as being unfit to be a queen due to her hot temper and disgraceful personality and so Horemheb divorced her, marrying another woman. Amenia was heartbroken and, desperate for his love again, she continuously attempted to reconnect with him. However, he would not even keep her as a mistress as he was afraid that he would lose his resolve and remarry her. Amenia took her own life, believing she had nothing to live for as she was disgraced in front of the whole country, embarrassed, and desperately in love. In the afterlife, Amenia made it a point to never fall victim to her heart again. **Agency:** Wish ** Class:** High **Overworld** (Land of the Living)  **Name:** Rachel Fox **Age:** 21 **Gender:** Female **Bio:** Rachel Fox was born in Tampa, Florida and lived there for most of her life. She didn’t have any siblings, was not particularly rich, and only had a select few friends. Due to her sly facial features, many label her as stuck-up and mean, when in reality she is just a shy bookworm whose biggest dream is to be an archaeologist…or an Egyptologist… **Job/Education:** Attends University of South Florida

Rose, you should join our chat c:

> > I see no problem with this, although you have to pick who you RP with and we'll probably have to gloss you over every once in awhile. If that's fine with you then you can go ahead and post :D > > Sounds like a plan to me. I'll start working on the CS. :) Oh hey, I just joined your Rp hello c:

> > I'm making a character right now > > -hands all of the cookies and hugs and nice things that people like- > > You are my favorite person now. Js. > > -cough-imtotallynotdesperateoranything-cough- Aw thanks! She is from Ancient Egypt, hope that's okay. The history is slightly inaccurate but I tried to make it as accurate as possible, there are just not a lot of things known about Ancient Egypt. The homosexuality thing is possibly true, it's very controversial and scientists don't really know if they saw it in a positive light or not, but I'm gonna say yes for the sake of my character c:

 **Name:** Amenia **Age At Death:** 23 **'Underworld' Age:** 3,334 **Gender:** Female **Personality:** Amenia was always taught to be a respectful young woman and be reserved. However, not many of her lessons stuck. Amenia is sarcastic and biting with a penchant of insults. While she won’t insult anyone who has done no wrong, once you piss her off – which is rather easy considering her hot temper – she will hold nothing back. She is blunt and honest, finding no reason to keep certain things secret and believes that everyone has a right to knowledge as long as they have the curiosity to go after it. Amenia hates the idea of being oppressed and is a big activist for all rights, especially gay rights as homosexuality was common in her time. **Bio:** Amenia was born in Ancient Egypt. At the tender age of sixteen, she was married off to Horemheb who was the commander in chief of the army under the famous Tutankamun. Despite it being an arranged marriage, Amenia fell in love with him and they had a very affectionate relationship. Alas, Tutankamun died and that left Horemheb to be the new Pharaoh. While Amenia rejoiced, Horemheb was faced with a horrible decision. Most of Egypt regarded Amenia as being unfit to be a queen due to her hot temper and disgraceful personality and so Horemheb divorced her, marrying another woman. Amenia was heartbroken and, desperate for his love again, she continuously attempted to reconnect with him. However, he would not even keep her as a mistress as he was afraid that he would lose his resolve and remarry her. Amenia took her own life, believing she had nothing to live for as she was disgraced in front of the whole country, embarrassed, and desperately in love. In the afterlife, Amenia made it a point to never fall victim to her heart again. **Agency:** Wish ** Class:** High **Overworld** (Land of the Living)  **Name:** Rachel Fox **Age:** 21 **Gender:** Female **Bio:** Rachel Fox was born in Tampa, Florida and lived there for most of her life. She didn’t have any siblings, was not particularly rich, and only had a select few friends. Due to her sly facial features, many label her as stuck-up and mean, when in reality she is just a shy bookworm whose biggest dream is to be an archaeologist…or an Egyptologist… **Job/Education:** Attends University of South Florida

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