Name: Aria Deomon "Last name is pronounced D-Oh-Mohn, your welcome~"
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Time: 4016 "It's very peaceful! But there are hardly any people alive anymore from the wars..."
Role: Future "It's actually quite nice where I am."
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Nationality: N/A "Where I come from, everything is just one land."
Race: Human
Job: None "People think I'm still too young to take on any jobs."
Height: 5'6
Weight: 131
Abilities: Aria is able to control water at her will. She can move it around with a simple move of her finger. She doesn't use it very often since she thinks people will think she's strange, but when needed, it helps her do things since her physical condition is bad. Her price to pay for this is sleeping. She has to sleep as many minutes or seconds or even hours as when she uses it. She can pay this price whenever time she wants, but if she saves up to long, she won't wake up for a very, very long time. She thinks it may even cause death, so she tends to only use it for a short amount of time.
Passive Abilities: Can see these little... doll looking things she calls 'Fairies.'
Weapon: A small pocket knife she got from her father before he left for a hunting trip and never came back.
Personality: Aria is a very kind hearted young woman. Seeing how there are very little people in her time, and very little things to live off of, she learned how to cooperate with even the most stubborn and cold hearted people, but she, herself, doesn't choose to be this way. She thinks that violence and arguments will never help, no matter what the situation is. She's very calming and mature, despite who young she looks and how short she is for someone her age, yet she seems to give off a melancholy feeling if one were to pay attention to her words and movements.
Despite this, she can be a cheerful and childish person. After being alone for so long, sometimes she gets to be a little weird around groups of people, although she is a bit afraid of them, not being used to crowds and only three or four people. Hardly that actually. She's so unused to a lot of people that even two would be hard to be around. With many people, she gets tense and nervous, making her stutter a lot, and have her actually seem quite afraid of everything and anyone.
But as long as she has a little one of her 'fairies' on her shoulder, she'll be completely fine, no matter how huge the group is. Since in her time she only knew humans and 'fairies,' she's gotten more comfortable around those not of a human race. She knows more 'fairies' than humans actually, and she's glad because, although they're not very smart and are trouble makers, she's still go this little thing for them like a mother with children.
Likes: "Many things!"
~'Fairies'
~People
~Humans
~Quiet
~Peacefulness
~Flowers
Dislikes: "Only one."
~Loneliness
Fears: "Quite a lot actually."
~Extinction
~Death
~Blood
~Pain
~Crowds
~Animals
Talents: "I-I'm not very talented..."
~Farming
~Cooking
~Painting
Flaws: "More flaws than the average person sadly..."
~Too kind
~Terrible Memory
~Scared of People
~Frightened by animals
~Doesn't do well with too many people
Bio: (Explain how life was normal in his/her time/world before the Paradox destroyed their world/time dragged them into present time.)
Other: Aria has a terrible memory, far beyond you'd think. Most of this is the cause from the paradox, but really, she's always had terrible memory and easily forgets peoples names, which is why Mavin is the only person who can remind her constantly.
Relationships: She has a little fairy she always had named Mavin (Last gif) who, apparently, made it through the paradox with her to current time. He's the only person she knows at the moment and the only person who could keep her calm at this moment. She doesn't know her parents, has no siblings, or kin that she knows of. Only a few villagers, around four or five, who aren't that close to her.
Character Thoughts Towards Others: (If don't know, wait!)
Theme Song: γImagination Forest (piano)γ| βΏham
A summer breeze comes knocking again
I open up just to let in the sun
And all I hear are those fleeting tweeting notes they carry away
A half read book I place to the side
"Hey little guy, where on earth are you from" with a smile
And with me blindfolded I still know that it's 3 after noon
I know how simple this world it seems
And yes I know, that it's me who is weird
But even I have to wonder why I cant just be like the rest
And far away and out of their sight,
there is a house in the forest of trees hid away
And can you bet there no one crazy enough to stop by
Don't look in their eyes!
A heart so cold became ice, I guess that I wasn't able to make a friend
And all I see everyday can never be much more than a thing
The world outside there is made from pictures in books
So please could you forgive me thinking such terrible things
Will someone please let me see with my own eyes?
Long long long since before I was born
It's always been an inside out world but there was burning
Life inside me
I knew it'd never it'd never go out
Hey hey, when will that knock ever come?
I just cant wait to see what kind of future is out there
I'll wait to hear the sound
Knocking a beautiful call at my door
Dreams about what life would be like
As I stare faraway in a daze
And just then, I could hear soft calling of a voice in the wind
I take a leap back and knock down my tea
And of course, it's all over the desk
"What can I do?"
As I stare at the door without a thing in the way
"Don't look in their eyes...or they'll be turned into stone."
My parents always had earnestly told me this
And surely my eyes were to be treated in just the same way
And just as stories go, the people will run far away
But I don't blame them being way too afraid
The world was just not to love someone like me
Knock Knock Knock and the sound is loud
Although I'd never heard a knock upon my door so
I was so scared
Oh god I need to think straight
Hey hey, hearing a knock at my door
I never thought that I would ever hear such beating
And just so easily
It opened to leave me exposed and alone
And then finding me cowering hiding eyes away
That person was of course to be surprised
"Don't look in my eyes...petrified...you'll turn to stone"
I tried to speak but he just smiled back.
"I was just like you, I was scared of living life
so scared that I would turn completely stone
But living in a world where no one is ever scared,
now wouldn't that be nice?
Now now now, from a spark inside
I had imagined a new world for me to live in
Where they love me I feel it ringing out now
Hey hey, what does this world look like
I wanna know please tell me just how then can I get there
So if I'm ever lost
Hey will you search for me once again?
A summer breeze comes knocking again
Blowing the hood that you graciously gave
Let it blow as you finally see such a beautiful smile