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Getting restless. What to do with all this energy...?
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I'm a one girl revolution.
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About Hero...

  • Forgetful
  • Easily excitable
  • Loves all things Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts but acknowledges they're all super out there and not for anyone
  • Will fight anyone who tries to call Final Fantasy IX trash tho
  • Mostly friendly
  • Likes to RP most genres barring horror (2spoopy4me)








From Dusk til Dawn {Kingdom Hearts | Action, Adventure} @Altered Tundra
Not Your Hero {Adventure} @Inkarnate
Behind Blue Eyes {Romance, Drama} @QueenofWands
Palm Beach Royals {Romance, Drama} @Altered Tundra + @Dirty Pretty Lies
The King of the Sea & the Queen of the Land {Harry Potter | Romance, Drama} @Dirty Pretty Lies
Viride Amor {Harry Potter | Romance, Adventure} @QueenofWands
Time Stops for Fire {Final Fantasy XII | Romance, Adventure} @Altered Tundra







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LOCATIONBistro
TIMEEvening
INTERACTING WITH ⤑ Arthur [Boyfriend], Julius [Stupid Idiot]
FEELINGWeird. Stomach is kinda feeling funny, too...





Forcing herself to come out of the bathroom, Eva sauntered back to the table, relatively neutral. As she approached, she noticed the waiter hurriedly taking off, though it didn't take much to notice why. Arthur was visibly annoyed--not a good sign, all things considered. After taking a breath to calm herself down, she quietly sat down next to her boyfriend, taking his hand in hers. "Sorry, lady emergency," She said it to both of them, but she was mainly apologizing to Arthur. It tickled her pink to know that Julius managed to get on his nerves, though the pleasant thought got shot down rather quickly as she remembered Julius' claim that Arthur was more loyal to him than he was to her. Clearing her throat, she took a swig from her cup, the coolness helping her somewhat, though the tense silence was rather unnerving. Julius must have said something to upset Arthur again, and once more that terrible anxiety gripped her. She made a mental note to see Dr. Galen tomorrow, she wasn't really able to handle this stress. At least the silence wasn't about their previous relationship, since at least she was sure Arthur would have probably strangled him.

Deciding to play the reluctant peacemaker, Eva thought a change of topic was due. Figuring that she wasn't going to be rid of Julius so easily combined with actual curiosity, she thought she could ask him an innocent question. "So...what're your plans for the future?" She asked, her index finger tracing the rim of her cup.




She had to admit that she was having quite the pleasant time. The sake felt warm going down her throat--just the way she liked it--and as she listened to Alexander, Gigi wondered why she didn't see it before. Then again, she had always seen him bringing in his mother's leftovers, so she had just assumed he didn't cook. But that flan he made that day had been to perfection, so knowing that was his passion was endearing. Still, mentioning his dream almost made her feel a little sad for him. It sounded like he wanted more out of his life than the one he had, to follow his passion. Before she could dwell on it, however, he threw her for a loop by asking what she would do if her life was normal. Alexander had a way of making her question everything about her life, but she never expected him to come out and ask about it.

The dark haired girl could only stare at Alexander for a moment, searching his golden eyes for some kind of answer. Or rather, searching for an answer different than the one she had. No matter how many scenarios went through her head, she just couldn't imagine herself as someone normal. A normal high school girl thought about boys and lipsticks and grades. Gigi thought about guns and the best way to disable her opponents. She wasn't even close to being normal. Unless it was a normal psychopath. And she was fine with it, she was fine with the way she thought. No, that wasn't completely true, was it? "I don't know," She finally admitted to both him and herself for the first time. "I can't see myself doing anything that doesn't involve..." Violence? Blood? Murder? The words she had long gotten used to now felt foreign, like saying them in front of Alexander was wrong. She found herself unable to maintain eye contact, as if she was ashamed to admit her dirty secret. "I guess I've been doing this for so long that I don't know anything else. I literally can't picture myself doing anything different." And for the first time in her life, it left an extremely bitter taste in her mouth.




Tapping her finger nails against her phone, the usually jovial Helene was deep in thought. Now that she was wide awake and her head was functioning, her mind was back in business so to speak. Well, for the most part. She still wasn't sure why she had felt so groggy earlier, but she dismissed it as she was much more clear headed now. For some reason, Evan's message came off as rather omnibus. He wasn't picking up his phone, either, so he was probably working on something. Alyssa had said that Gigi was with Alexander, so it wasn't like she could ask her. If she was being completely honest, all the secrecy and half-truths were making things just a little too complicated for her taste. Helene wasn't entirely sure if she was making the right call, but as Evan kept telling her she could make her own decisions, this was probably the best way to start. In her mind, everything could be cleared up rather easily; trust needed to be established. And for that, the truth needed to come out. She was wary of Arthur and Alexander, but had no idea what it was that Terrance did. And if Terrance wanted a relationship, he needed to hold up his half--she had already come clean, after all.

Running a hand through her hair, she sat back down on Terrance's bed, humming lightly. The best thing to do was to ask Terrance first. Why was she so nervous about this? They were fine. Sort of. Admittedly she still had her doubts about having a relationship, but anytime she saw his smile, every single second thought she had went flying out the window. Putting so much trust in him actually made her nervous now that she had the chance to think on it. Tracing her lower lip with her thumb, she figured it was now or never. "So, I was thinking..." She began slowly, eyeing Terrance to gauge him for a reaction. "Since we're together, and the Patrone family has also welcomed mine into theirs, maybe it's time to...air out the laundry?" That made it seem so trivial, really. She let out a sigh, scratching the back of her head. "I think it's better if we all work together, and I mean all of us--mostly," She corrected herself. "By that I mean you, Jacob, Alexander, and Arthur. Considering you're the one that connected me to Jacob, I can't think you're as innocent as you look," Did that sound accusatory? "What I mean is--I've laid all my cards out. I'm not hiding anything anymore. I was hoping with that in mind, maybe you could do the same for me."

In Viride Amor 19 hrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
@QueenofWands aaaaand it is up!
In Viride Amor 19 hrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay

Noah Ashford

16



Muggleborn

Gryffindor

10 3/4 inch Redwood, Dragon Heartstring Core, Unyielding Flexibility

[Wand]
"Wand-quality redwood is in short supply, yet constant demand, due to its reputation for bringing good fortune to its owner. As is usually the case with wandlore, the general populace have the truth back to front: redwood wands are not themselves lucky, but are strongly attracted to witches and wizards who already possess the admirable ability to fall on their feet, to make the right choice, to snatch advantage from catastrophe."

Wolf

Fearless
Humorous
Energetic
Quick-thinking

Gets bored easily
Has a tendency to break the rules a lot
Speaks before he thinks
Avoids problems rather than confronting them

Noah is a young man who likes to look at the positive side of life. Ever the optimist, he sees opportunity even from bad situations and tends to land on his feet. He does his best to remain cheerful and wants the best for those he cares about. He considers herself loyal, and won't hesitate to deal with people who hurt those he cares about. He is outwardly confident and strong, sometimes to the point of coming across as arrogant or self-righteous. There is a bad tendency of his that doesn't let him be direct about his own feelings. Sure, he gives out advice even when its unwanted, but when it comes to his own situation he tends to clam up and refuses to budge. He doesn't know how to properly communicate his own emotions as a result. His self-worth is also in the negative, but he tries hard to hide it.

Noah's childhood was relatively normal until an old lady showed up and said he was a wizard. Initially skeptical as most people would be, the young boy became enamored with the magical world. Still, Hogwarts wasn't exactly prepared for the curious, mischievous kid who wanted to touch everything to make sure it was real. Over time he calmed down for the most part, but he still had a tendency to get himself into trouble at times; his more known feats include getting chased by centaurs, somehow knocking over several shelves of books in the Library, and more recently somehow get the Quidditch teams' bludgers to attack several Slytherin students.
In Viride Amor 19 hrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay












The first week of classes came off as typical as they did every year. First there was the first year sortings, then the scramble to see who had classes with who, and then the madness that was planning the best route through the many confusing halls so that one could get to class on time and still have the occasional conversation with a friend or two before getting to sit through a lecture. All that changed at lunch, however, as it was the one reprieve during the day where the students got time to do what they pleased. Some chose to catch up on their studies, others would gorge themselves in food, and the rest would spend their time dreading the rest of the day. It was, after all, just another day, so everything was business as usual.

Well, mostly everything.

Tossing his bag onto the table, Noah Ashford would plop down onto his seat, letting out a groan as he ran his hands over his face. Despite the first few days going relatively smoothly, his moment of peace was going to get ruined by the one class he completely sucked at: Herbology. It was his own fault, really. When choosing his schedule he had meant to leave it out seeing how his track record only came through with his constant struggle. But his negligence would cost him, and thus he was thrown back into the world of magical plants that he found terribly boring. You'd think that by now the professors would have been able to make them more interesting, but everything said in that class went over his head. Despite just starting the year, he could see his failing grade now. And so now he sat there, his lunch ruined by his stupid class that his stupid self had stupidly enrolled in. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"It's a little early in the year to be in so much despair, isn't it?" Noah perked up slightly as he watched a boy and girl take their seats across from him, the girl in particular looking somewhat delighted as Noah scowled at her. She grinned, a hand lightly tousling her short, brown hair as she eyed Noah. "Should've paid a little more attention, right, Elliot?"

The boy next to her rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "That's his problem, Chloe. Noah doesn't think," He replied, letting out a small sigh. "He has no one to blame but himself."

The three had been friends for a few years now, though their conversations mostly consisted of Noah getting into trouble, Chloe bailing him out, and Elliot scolding him on his recklessness. Rinse and repeat for the past five or so years. Noah and Chloe were both Gryffindors, so it was only natural that the two would meet, though he never would have guessed the girl that beat him up because he made an offhand comment that she looked more like a guy would end up becoming one of his better friends. Elliot had taken a little longer to meet, not under the best of terms, as accidentally unleashing a bunch of pixies before the Care of Magical Creatures lesson had started. The blonde boy lived up to the Ravenclaw reputation by handling the situation very well, though Noah was pretty sure he lectured him worse than the professor did. Nonetheless Noah made sure to hang onto them both along with a few others, just in case he would continue to cause mayhem. "You're both terrible at comforting me, I just want you to know that," Noah ended up chuckling, placing his chin on his hand as his eyes roamed the hall. "I'm so screwed..." He murmured as he placed his head down on the table, letting out a somewhat dark laugh.








Noah Ashford

16



Muggleborn

Gryffindor

10 3/4 inch Redwood, Dragon Heartstring Core, Unyielding Flexibility

[Wand]
"Wand-quality redwood is in short supply, yet constant demand, due to its reputation for bringing good fortune to its owner. As is usually the case with wandlore, the general populace have the truth back to front: redwood wands are not themselves lucky, but are strongly attracted to witches and wizards who already possess the admirable ability to fall on their feet, to make the right choice, to snatch advantage from catastrophe."

Wolf

Fearless
Humorous
Energetic
Quick-thinking

Gets bored easily
Has a tendency to break the rules a lot
Speaks before he thinks
Avoids problems rather than confronting them

Noah is a young man who likes to look at the positive side of life. Ever the optimist, he sees opportunity even from bad situations and tends to land on his feet. He does his best to remain cheerful and wants the best for those he cares about. He considers herself loyal, and won't hesitate to deal with people who hurt those he cares about. He is outwardly confident and strong, sometimes to the point of coming across as arrogant or self-righteous. There is a bad tendency of his that doesn't let him be direct about his own feelings. Sure, he gives out advice even when its unwanted, but when it comes to his own situation he tends to clam up and refuses to budge. He doesn't know how to properly communicate his own emotions as a result. His self-worth is also in the negative, but he tries hard to hide it.

Noah's childhood was relatively normal until an old lady showed up and said he was a wizard. Initially skeptical as most people would be, the young boy became enamored with the magical world. Still, Hogwarts wasn't exactly prepared for the curious, mischievous kid who wanted to touch everything to make sure it was real. Over time he calmed down for the most part, but he still had a tendency to get himself into trouble at times; his more known feats include getting chased by centaurs, somehow knocking over several shelves of books in the Library, and more recently somehow get the Quidditch teams' bludgers to attack several Slytherin students.
LOCATIONBistro
TIMEEvening
INTERACTING WITH ⤑ Arthur [Boyfriend], Julius [Stupid Idiot Stop Asking Stuff!]
FEELINGMostly hungry with some anxiety thrown in. And...nauseous...?





Having to bite her tongue at Arthur's lie, Eva could immediately tell Julius was suspicious. Not that she blamed him, they used to sneak drinks all the time so he knew Arthur was bullshitting. Of course Julius would ask why, and Eva shifted in her seat nervously. Caught in a lie already, it really wasn't a good feeling, even if it was Julius and not Arthur catching her. This little game he was playing had worn out her nerves, her stomach churning again. "My medication shouldn't be mixed with alcohol," She quietly answered his question. Which was technically true, just not the whole of it. She was really bad at lying, though, and she was pretty sure Julius wasn't buying it. The only solace she had was that he decided to raise his glass, and she relaxed for a little. As Julius gave his toast, however, she felt oddly betrayed by his comment. What a low blow! Sure, they hadn't left off on good terms and he was acting like an ass right now, but that actually hurt her. Diverting her eyes towards the menu again, she tried not to dwell on it too much, but it was difficult not to think about. She really didn't mean anything to him, did she?

One of the waitresses passed by, giving food to the table behind theirs. Eva lifted her head, the smell of whatever perfume the girl wore hitting her hard. For some reason this random scent came off as disgusting, and she felt her stomach take a turn for the worse. As bad of an idea as it probably was to leave Julius and Arthur alone, Eva wasn't able to hold it down. She tried not to gag, though she was already rapidly tapping Arthur's shoulder, signaling to him to move. "I really need to use the bathroom," Eva told him urgently, nearly running him over as he let her out. Pushing the bathroom door open, she was grateful to find it completely empty, going over to the sink and turning on the water. Splashing water onto her face, Eva felt immensely relieved, taking in deep breaths. Deciding to take a minute to calm herself, she ran her hands through her hair, letting out a small groan. How much longer was she going to be able to put up with all this? Never in her life had she felt so stressed, especially after Dr. Galen had told her to take it easy. Staring at herself in the mirror, Eva couldn't help but wonder where she had gone wrong.




Starting with dinner, that seemed pretty typical. Gigi simply nodded to his statement, following his lead as they went in, though the weird looking tables definitely caught her curiosity. They were large, and at other tables she could see the chefs actually making the dishes in front of them. She recognized some of the knives used, but bit her tongue as their usage in their hands were more...violent. Geez, she was a psycho, wasn't she? As Alexander was talking up some of the people that greeted him, she felt weird watching him. If she was being honest, she didn't think much of socializing. There were too many ways things could go wrong, the world was small enough that the same relationships built could get destroyed the next day. Helene was the prime example of this, but watching Alexander, she had to admit that maybe that was just the justification she used. It was impressive how friendly he was, and as she took her seat, she found her thoughts to him again. Getting him out of her head was going to be difficult.

At the mention of a drink, Gigi was all too glad to oblige. Being nervous was getting to be very stressful. "Something strong, I hope," She replied, leaving out that she very much needed a drink right now. Figuring she could at least start a conversation, she wondered what she should say. He said he came here a lot, and it didn't take much to figure out who he used to bring. What did surprise her was how irritated she became when she thought about Alexander bringing some other girl here. "I didn't know you liked Japanese cuisine," She decided to start by her desire to get to know him a little better.

Meanwhile Alyssa gave Jacob a look of horror at his news. An hour of waiting?! Too many things could be happening in that time! Letting out a low groan, Alyssa wracked her brain to figure out a solution. Clucking her tongue, Alyssa tried to see if there were any windows they could just look into. There were plenty, but considering how big the place was, it wasn't prudent unless the pair were sitting right by the window. Her eyes landed on the rear entrance, and as she sported a grin, she looked back at Jacob excitedly. "I'm fine food-wise, but I really don't want to miss what's happening," She admitted, pointing to the door. "I say we test your stealth and sneak on in. Think you're up for it?"

LOCATIONBistro
TIMEEvening
INTERACTING WITH ⤑ Arthur [Boyfriend], Julius [Childish Asshole]
FEELINGSuper hungry. Why does food have to smell so good?





They sort of had things backwards, didn't they? Bedding one another, then going on a date? Well, it would have been nice if it was an actual date, but with Julius along as the crooked and squeaky third wheel it felt more like babysitting. Having Arthur take her hand again felt nice, almost making the day worth it. Almost. Fortunately, Arthur would unintentionally rescue her from any of Julius' further antics by cozily sitting next to her. Eva's nerves felt shot at this point, Arthur giving her a much needed comfort as he rested his hand on her thigh, though she couldn't feel too happy. In truth she was actually nervous about...everything. Julius was just another worry added to the slowly growing mountain of stress she already had. Because being technically homeless, possibly orphaned, and knocked up just wasn't enough, was it? Her stomach protested her thoughts, insisting that she look at the menu with Arthur so she could eat already. Hunger was taking charge now, demanding that she take everything, and it took a lot of restraint to not ask Arthur to get multiple plates.

Maybe if she just pretended Julius wasn't there, she could actually enjoy herself. But that was a very optimistic and naïve thought to have even for her, and sure enough, she felt his foot near hers. By some miracle she hadn't reacted, though she did take her eyes off the menu to look at him, as if asking 'Really?' even though she didn't say anything. He played ignorance, his eyes on the menu, and Eva let out an irritated huff. Great, so not only did he feel he had claim over her body, he was just going out of his way to annoy her. Whether it was spite or the fact that she was getting cranky from not eating, she felt like she didn't want to just take it. For the moment, she was safe enough that she knew he wouldn't be able to properly retaliate without Arthur noticing. Taking full advantage, she looked at Arthur, smiling sweetly as she placed her hand on his, bringing it up and placing a gentle kiss on it. As she was about to place it back down, her other hand came to her face, turning forward and raising her head like she had a sneeze incoming. Letting the fake sneeze out, she put a lot more force into her kick than she probably should have, driving her foot right into Julius' shin. "Oh!" She let out a gasp, as if realizing she had kicked him on accident. "I'm so sorry! It sort of just came out," She smiled at Julius as she placed Arthur's hand back on her lap. That'll teach him to keep his hands off her. She placed her head on Arthur's arm, lazily eyeing the bistro's options. The only reason she had yet to fall asleep was probably because her stomach insisted on eating, but she felt she could fall asleep right then and there.




Ah, there was that unfamiliar Alexander again. Gigi actually had no idea how to properly respond to his compliment, though as she followed him to his car, something he said caught her attention. Sunday? Not that she had any issues with staying up all night, she had done it plenty of times before, but now she was genuinely curious to know what Alexander had in store for them. As she stepped into the car, she felt her phone go off in her pocket. As she went to pull it out, she found herself hesitating. Whatever it was, it could wait until tomorrow. Though she supposed it could have been Alyssa, she figured she'd rather not say anything until the end. However it would end, if he was planning to keep her up all night, she supposed a progress report wouldn't be a bad idea. She exhaled slightly, her chest having that weird feeling again, although this time she didn't feel as nervous. Maybe it was her personally resigning to the fact that this was probably going to be the last chance she had to do something normal like this. A depressing thought for sure, though she pushed it to the back of her mind as Alexander reentered the car.

Meanwhile Alyssa was nursing her knee. She hadn't gotten injured from the fall by some miracle, though she had banged it against the car door as she had scrambled in. But that wasn't enough to deter her, as she would pull out the compact binoculars she had swiped from her dad's collection. Pulling a twig and brushing some leaves out of her hair, Alyssa laughed at Jacob's barrage of questions. "Anticipation was definitely in the air, and I got zero protests--okay, only one protest as I helped her get ready, so I'm pretty sure she's excited," She answered Jacob as she decided to steal a look into Alexander's car, watching the back of their heads. "She seemed kinda down at first, but she perked up once he was at the door. Well, not really, Gigi doesn't 'perk' like normal girls, but believe me, she's probably doing cartwheels in her head," She remembered their earlier conversation, and she put her binoculars down for a moment. "Alex has some real restraint, she was super disappointed he didn't go all the way earlier. I'm wondering--" Her thought was cut off by her phone ringing.

"Hello~" Helene's voice came through, and Alyssa rolled her eyes, deciding to put her on speaker as she would continue to observe Alexander's SUV. "You rang?"

"Yeah, way to return my call hours later," Alyssa scoffed, immediately deciding to punish her friend for ignoring her. "You're too late, Gigi's already on her way with Alex to their date."

"WHAT?!" Helene's screech was so loud that Alyssa was genuinely surprised the glass around them didn't shatter. "They're on a date?! An actual date?! With each other? When? Now? Are you sure that's not some clone taking Gigi's place?"

Rolling her eyes for a moment, Alyssa decided to let Helene suffer a little. "I called you to help Gigi with the 'Helene Etoile Makeover', but oh well, I just sent her in as she was," She lied and got a sentence full of French words she didn't know. "That's what you get for picking your 'buddy' over your friends! Again!"

"Don't be so dramatic, Aly," Helene warned her, resulting in a very tense, awkward silence. After a moment, Helene seemed to have calmed herself down, though she took a deep breath before continuing. "Oh well. Guess you don't need me, so I'll catch you later~"

Alyssa hung up, mildly irritated, though she looked at Jacob. "Alright, then, how do you think this is going to go?" She asked him.

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