ooc: Val, MSN, Jeff wants ya BIC: "Because I can't." EAM sighed sadly. "I'm just here to get back my son, I will not fight anyone."
Parma flew out of the pocket, and hovered in front of EAM, glaring at Kareno and Wolf menacingly. "Parma, stand down." Parma looked bewildered, and perched herself on EAM's shoulder. She held her hands up in peace. "I will not fight you."
ooc: I'm back from Paige's concert, now back to RP o3o BIC: EAM looked back at Kareno and Wolf, rather pained. ".... I will never fight anyone, so please, don't make her fight me." she pleaded.
Username: sora is cute(I keep forgetting to get it changed ><; ) Name: She calls herself EAM, or Mage, and doesn't like to reveal her past. Age: 14, though she acts very mature sometimes. Personality: Very serious. The Reapers Game doesn't seem to be much of a shocker to her then the other players. She also feels pain towards the sound of a violin. She talks with a bird plush she kept in real life named Parma. She will also hand around statues and talk with them. Cause of death: Heart Attack from painful memories History before death: She loved to role-play, and is fairly well and hiding emotions, she was much of a nagging mother. She grew up with a sister and a mom, mother divorced twice. She is also a novice artist and novice writer. She also had claimed in her life a few times that she was excellent at TinPin Slammer, and played The Game a few times. What you gave up: Her real name Pins: Masume, Cure Drink, Psychokenisis, Ichimonji Appearance: She has very long dark brown hair, and dark brown eyes. She has bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. She is very skinny and can go without food for a while. She usually has on her red and soft red sweatjacket hoodie, if not, it's tied around her waist. She has a black and purple striped short sleeve shirt, and black sweatpants. Wearing sneakers enables her to run slower then when she's wearing only socks. She also has 3 scars across her right eye, 2 neck scars from what seems like she was beheaded twice, a circular scar on her left hand, and a scar on her stomach and back, as if she was stabbed through the stomach and it didn't kill her.
You're in =)
You're in!
ooc: ><;; I HAD MIDTERMS MOM YELLED AT ME FOR STAYING UP LATE DAMMIT
".... I don't use water like the old times..." EAM sighed. "And I can't keep asking for the easy things. Besides, you can't prove your strength if you're going easy on a pathetic weakling like me..." she sighed and trudged on along. "Don't bother me again. Please you two." ooc: @w@ sleeeeeep~
"... I didn't want her to kill me..." EAM kept on walking. "I'm too weak to be able to withstand those shocks." she huffed.
ooc: I'm going in, no weapons. So throw everything you can at me, I will not throw a punch. Epic fight scene can still happen.
"..." EAM sighed. "She doesn't get it... Does she Parma?" Parma only blinked. "You're right, I do have to explain..." She kept moving on to find her son. Ashir kept running around, looking for an exit. "MOM!" he yelled, over and over.
EAM shook her head. "I'm not fighting you."
EAM stared down at Parma, then back at VEL, scared. "...." she gulped. "I-I'll move on... for my son..." Parma went back to her normal form and in her pocket again. "But I will not even use a weapon." She held her hands up. ".... Alright dad." Ashir shivered, and ran off. "Now, you two wouldn't tell anyone what happened here, right?" Karl put Arma's blade near the two's throats.
"Then why are you here, no puppet, you can't fig--...." EAM used Parma to make a cutlass, on guard. Karl quickly avoided every hit. "You need to go tell Miss Mage something for me." He whispered in Ashir's ear a message.
EAM looked around, confused. Parma poked her head out of her pocket, wary. "Ladies, excuse me." Karl chuckled, and with Arma, he sliced off Ashir's bonds.... only to have Ashir ram him and fight him hand-to-hand.
"... No, no you haven't." EAM said, confused. "He's got thick skin, and statue-like qualities.... Unless you're talking about her..." Karl smirked, "I don't think Miss Mage would forgive me if I didn't retreive her son." "Dad! You should be one sorry son of a (insert bleepages to the max)! When I'm out of these, I'm going to murder you!" Ashir yelled, struggling. " Foul mouth, like your mother." Karl laughed.
"I just didn't want her to help me, I wanted to work alone... but... No, no I don't want to fight her." EAM shook violently. "You shouldn't be here!" Ashir growled at the figure, squirming even more.
"You... No! I'm not fighting against her!" EAM backed up a bit.
EAM stared at Wolf's bracelet. ".... Just give me back my son." A figure jumped down in front of Xidanne, Xirane, and Ashir. "No way... Why are you here--?" (Cliffy :3)
EAM headed out, and transported to the front of the Dark Nobodies' domain. "MOM! MOOOM!" Ashir yelled out. He squirmed to get free.
