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Felix Jay Stone

"Woah, h-hey..."

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a character in “Senses and Souls”, as played by Fable

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|*| Essence of Touch |*|




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"When you start using senses you've neglected, your reward is to see the world with completely fresh eyes."
- Barbara Sher.




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|| Given Name ||
Felix Jay Stone.

|| Nickname(s) ||
Jay | To family and close friends.
Weasel | To pretty much everyone else.

|| Age ||
Eighteen.

|| Birthday ||
April 18th.

|| Gender ||
Male.

|| Sexuality ||
Heterosexual.

|| Scent ||
Cinnamon.

|| Nationality ||
British.

|| Accent ||
British.

|| Voice ||
Low, soft and almost always quiet.

|| Social Class ||
Middle.

|| Occupation ||
Student, part-time volunteer on a farm which was partly converted into a kennel & cattery.

|| Reputation ||
As his most common nickname likely suggests, Felix isn't one of the most well-liked students in his school, simply for the fact that he doesn't have much of a backbone and allows people to walk all over him instead of standing up for himself. He's the sort of kid you steal things from and push down in the hall.

|| Place of Residence ||
Felix lives in a large, albeit quiet town. His home, although relatively small, is well-kept and rather beautiful.

|| Face Claim ||
Shu Ouma.

|| Theme Song(s) ||
Civilian - "Wye Oak"
Fink - "Warm Shadow"




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|| Likes ||
Animals | Felix has always had a natural affinity with animals that he has never really been able to explain. He often times prefers their company to other people as he feels that animals don't judge him for his flaws and would never readily do anything to harm him merely out of spite.
Romantic Fiction | There’s always been something about romance and clichés that made Felix smile. Like the smell of vanilla, he believes that this interest stems from his mother’s love of romance and how he loved listening to her many stories.
Vanilla | More the smell than the flavor. It reminds him of his mother in the sense that she wore vanilla-scented perfume all the time.
Chocolate Cake | Who doesn’t love a bit of chocolate cake every now and then? Cake is one of the very few ways in which a person can instantly win him over.

|| Dislikes ||
Salty Tastes | This covers pretty much any salty food, from salted crisps to foods that are merely covered in salt. It’s just not a very pleasant taste.
Animal Abuse | Felix loves animals more than anything in the entire world, and so the idea that a person would ever harm one is enough to anger Felix beyond belief. He sees the abusers as nothing more than scum.
Facial/body Hair | Felix can somewhat make his peace with facial hair but still does not like it. Body hair, on the other hand, is something that he will never be able to understand. He cannot even stand to look at chest or armpit hair. Any signs of such hair growing on his own body will be immediately removed. Again, he can partly make his peace with arm and leg hair.
Loud, Unnecessary Sounds | He jumps at loud, unexpected sounds and grows increasingly more irritable when music is played too loud or if someone raises their voice to an unnecessary volume.

|| Habits/Mannerisms ||
Biting Nails | This habit comes mainly from his nerves. When feeling anxious or irritated, he will chew on his fingernails. Depending on the severity of the situation, he can chew for long periods of time or short. He has been known to chew to the point where he ends up biting into skin and drawing blood.
Pacing | Again, this is another habit that stems from overflowing nerves. He will mainly pace in order to come up with a solution to a problem and will continue to pace until a solution has either been given to him or he has thought of one himself.
Shaking Legs | Most of the time, Felix is not even aware that he’s doing it, but he will shake his leg continuously out of pure habit. It’s not out of nerves or anything like that, merely out of boredom.

|| Fears ||
Moths and Butterflies | Felix has never really been able to give a rational explanation for his fear of winged insects, more specifically moths and butterflies (but mostly moths). The mere sight of one of them alone is enough to send him into hiding; it's almost unusual how he can abandon any sense of awareness for his surroundings and flail, cry and/or run (depending on how close or large it is).
Confrontation | As his personality certainly suggests, confrontation is something that Felix will try to completely avoid, if at all possible. It's mainly because he cannot stick up for himself and will visibly crumble under the pressure of such situations.
Deep Water | This does not include swimming pools, unless he's completely alone in one, and focuses instead on oceans. It's a mixture of his fear of not knowing what's at the bottom but also the idea that there's so much space surrounding him and, no matter how far he swims, he won't find land. It's because of this overwhelming fear that he cannot go on boats or even stand on a beach pier.

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|| Personality ||

|| Submissive ||
This trait has been very slowly introduced and adopted into Felix's personality upon entering high school. It was planted into him on his very first day, when he realised that things weren't nearly as simple as they were in middle school, and it then slowly festered like an infection in a cut or wound. Over the years, his confidence seems to have diminished considerably, leaving him as a scared child with a pathetic excuse for a backbone. He lives in constant fear of the students who constantly put him down. To say that he allows others to walk all over him would be an understatement; he has an incredibly hard time saying "no" to people or speaking his mind, and finds it easier just to nod and smile where appropriate. He cannot find the strength in him to fight back against others and will back away from confrontation as much as humanly possible. If he finds himself being confronted, he often won't even make eye contact or speak above a hushed voice.

|| Withdrawn ||
Felix keeps to himself, at the best of times. Due to his untrusting nature, he finds it easier merely to isolate himself from others in order to prevent having to speak to them. His current friends, however, were earned over time as he's not the sort to instantly get along with anyone. Felix spends most of his free time alone, and will only be in situations with other people when he's at school or invited out by his friends. In a weird way, he prefers to be alone. It's easier. And even when he is around others, he doesn't speak up much.

|| Untrusting ||
His years of high school have ruined any opportunities he may have had of putting trust in others, even his friends. He lives in constant fear that he is not able to share personal stories or opinions with others because they may judge him and laugh at him for it. He can't trust others to keep things to themselves and, as such, is worried that something he says or does will be turned into a game of Chinese Whispers and rumours will be started. Felix is also untrusting of others mainly because he can't always tell what they're thinking and knows humans enough to figure out that some of them may be saying one thing but thinking another, and that scares him; he can't be sure whether they're criticising or judging him. It takes a hell of a lot for Felix to even consider trusting another person.

|| Friendly ||
Despite everything, Felix is an incredibly friendly guy, once of course a person has gotten past his innate shy and submissive nature. He is not mean, rude or judgemental mainly because he understands what it's like to be on the receiving end of it and does not wish to cause any hurt. His mother would always say to "treat others how you'd like to be treated", and as much as Felix might not disagree with this statement after all he's been through, he still follows this saying to the letter. He tries his hardest to respect and understand others, and is always polite even if he feels he's being insulted. He would much rather not saying anything at all than say something harsh or hurtful. Even if he desperately wanted to, he'd never have the confidence.

|| Caring ||
This trait only really applies to his younger sister. Unlike his father, Felix and Stephen not hate Jamie for what happened to their mother. Felix is particularly caring of his sister and would give her the world if it made her happy, though he is often unable to protect her in public which became a real problem when Stephen left home. She's one of the only few people that he feels comfortable around and can talk to with some confidence. Around his friends, on the other hand, he can act in a similar way though much more subtly.

|| Creative ||
Because Felix spends most of his time in his own company, Felix has had a while to focus his attention on a variety of different crafts and other creative tasks. For a while, he had interests in building model aircrafts and painting clay figures, but his interests then moved to larger things like self-made booby traps for his room and odd contraptions with no particular purpose which would then be thrown into a pile in the corner of his room. His creative nature stretches to unbelievable levels, but also focus on those more relevant to his everyday life. He has a love for fixing broken things (mainly computers). He uses this aspect of his personality in order to easily solve problems and generally just help his friends out when they need it.




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All attributes are scored in a similar way to school grades. The highest being A, the lowest being E. Attributes with no score are marked U (ungraded).

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|| Health ||
B

|| Will Power ||
D

|| Intelligence ||
B

|| Work Ethic ||
C

|| Cunning ||
B

|| Etiquette ||
B

|| Charisma ||
D

|| Popularity ||
U

|| Trustworthiness ||
C

|| Responsibility ||
C

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|| Health ||
C

|| Fitness ||
C

|| Endurance ||
D

|| Strength ||
C

|| Speed ||
A

|| Agility ||
B

|| Flexibility ||
C

|| Sporting Ability ||
U

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Powers/Abilities will updated throughout the various stages of the roleplay, as Felix discovers the capabilities of his powers and works to improve them.

|| Power ||
Starting off with the most basic of his powers, meaning the ones in which take minimal energy to be aware of but only a little bit more energy to focus on and control. Being the Essence of Touch means that he is sensitive to the vibrations through the ground that most, if not all, movements cause. Some are, of course, much easier to detect than others; for example, someone stomping on the ground would most definitely be easier to detect than someone who is stepping lightly and sneaking. Right now, while he is unaware of his abilities, he is only sensitive to vibrations within a few metres of his own location. The distance to which he can feel vibrations will lengthen depending on how much he practices this particular ability. When, of course, the time comes, he will be able to focus on certain movements and pick them out amongst others, whilst blocking out the rest. In a similar way to this, he is able to feel disturbances in the air around him. Again, this stretches only to around 2-3 metres around his own location. He can feel the air shifting around him and, as such, can predict the movements of others before they reach him. At this current stage of awareness, these disturbances feel like nothing more than the brush of a feather and are incredibly hard to detect.

Another relatively simple variation of his abilities is the fact that, with his heightened sense of touch, he can easily detect certain surfaces with a single touch. Upon discovering new surfaces (those which he has never touched before), he will trace his fingers over it and remember every detail of the texture. His memory when it comes to objects, people and surfaces is incredible as he can remember every little bump and crevice after only touching it once. And, when touching a particular surface, he is able to detect cracks or lumps that others wouldn't even be able to notice if they'd spent hours analysing and feeling around for them.

One of the most interesting abilities within his power is one that has no real offensive capabilities or even any defensive ones. It is also one of the powers that he will not yet discover until later on. The idea behind this power is that, with only a single touch, he is able to know the history behind any object, person or surface. He can see what it has been through and where it's been, and also if it has any significance behind it at all. This does not happen with every image he touches, as the information only really comes to him when he wants it to, when he concentrates hard enough. In a similar way, when he searches for the history behind an object, he can control how much of that history is visible to him and will only focus on information that is most relevant to him at the time.

Felix's final and practically only offensive power is one which he has yet to discover and develop. Being able to influence the sense of touch, he has to ability to influence the things that other people feel physically. There are two applications within this one ability. The first is to be able to induce an immense level of pain, whether it's a simple ache in a limb or a white-hot, searing pain. He can make people feel as if their temperature is much higher or lower than it actually is, from a burning fever to a teeth-chattering cold. The second is to be able to dull or completely diminish pain. He is able to regulate body temperatures or remove pain from a broken limb or a cut/wound. However, while he may be able to perform these powers on other people, he will not be able to perform these actions on himself without some major training and experimentation beforehand.

|| Strengths ||
Crafting | Due to his creativity, Felix is able to create and craft objects or traps, depending on which is needed for any given situation. He is also known to be able to repair things that are broken. This can be incredibly helpful at times.
Good Memory | Felix has always had a very good memory. He remembers details from his childhood that most would think completely impossible, like what sort of birthday cake he was given on his very first birthday or what shoes he wore to his first day of school, the first friend he ever made or the first kid that ever shoved him in the hall. You name it, and he can tell you about it in such a large amount of detail that you'd think he was making it all up.
Attack Prediction | It is quite hard to sneak up on Felix due to his abilities, meaning that he can sense an attack coming before it even happens and work to avoid it in the time he is given. Depending on his skill and training, he can either have a short amount of time to prepare or something more advanced like a few minutes.

|| Weaknessess ||
His Family | This is single-handedly the biggest of his weaknesses. His family are the most important people to him in the world, and since the loss of his mother and the fact that his brother moved out he has constantly feared losing another member. As such, he cares greatly about his younger sister and his father. He wouldn't know what to do if he lost either of them, and will do anything in order for them to remain safe.
Low Pain Threshold | With his heightened sense of touch, Felix feels a more intense sensation of pain when hurt than others might. One punch would be enough to rock his brain, and one minor laceration might cause enough pain for him to pass out. Accompanied with his desire to avoid fight, he cannot take much damage and any fight involving him would be entirely one-sided and over in minutes.
Animals | In a rather unusual way, animals can often be used to influence Felix's actions. Much like his own family, he hates the idea of an animal being hurt, and can often be manipulated by someone who is threatening to hurt an animal. More than anything, his own pup, Mouse, is among the highest of his priorities to protect. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he allowed someone or something to hurt Mouse, or any animal for that matter.




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|| Current Employer ||
The man, whose name Felix constantly forgets, that owns the land (field) on which the farm/kennel & cattery is located.
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|| Crush ||
None, as of yet.

|| Marital Status ||
Single.

|| Pet(s) ||
Felix owns a Samoyed puppy, by the name of Mouse.
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|| Bianca Willis ||
TBA.

|| Quintin Reiner ||
TBA.

|| Gwendolyn Dimitriou ||
TBA.

|| Amu Ginny ||
TBA.

|| Xyon ||
Felix has yet to meet this person.

|| Svend, The Eternal One ||
TBA.

|| (The Hunter) ||
Felix has yet to meet this person.




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|| Wardrobe ||
Felix's wardrobe consists mainly of baggy t-shirts and jeans, combined with Converse sneakers. He has a very casual style of clothing and it is no secret that he prefers comfort over style. He also sticks very closely to his chosen colour scheme.

|| Trinkets/Collections ||
Felix has been known to collect small Naruto figures, which he then places along his windowsill and bookshelves.

|| Accessories ||
Felix is not the type to wear accessories on his wrists or neck, but he might occasionally wear a cap or beanie if it's cold enough.

|| Funds/Wealth ||
As his home and decent upbringing might suggest, Felix's father is considerably wealthy. However, more so than any of the family members would like to show, as they are not the type to flaunt their money for all to see. Felix especially does not talk often about it as it makes him an easy target for the lower class students who would quite eagerly take anything they could find in his pockets. Personally, Felix is and will given an allowance of £20 a week until he leaves home, which he puts straight into a money jar in his room and never leaves the house. As such, he almost never has money to spend on the things he wants.

|| Transportation ||
Felix has been relying solely on two modes of transportation since his father stopped wanting to drive him places and his brother moved out. One of which is a simple bike that he got for his 15th birthday, and the other is walking. Neither of which are ideal, but they're the only choices he has.

|| Prized Possession(s) ||
He only has one prized possession which, again, never leaves his room. It is a heart-shaped locket that his mother had given him the birthday before she died. Inside was a picture of Felix, Stephen and their parents together. He never wears it, instead it hangs from a nail in his bedroom wall.





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|| Hair Colour ||
Chestnut brown.

|| Hair Style ||
Short (to neck), falling freely.

|| Eye Colour ||
Identical to his hair.

|| Skin Tone ||
Pale.

|| Complexion ||
Clear; free of spots and blemishes.

|| Body Type ||
Mesomorph.

|| Build ||
In contrast to his weak personality, his body is in excellent physical shape.

|| Height ||
5'6"

|| Birthmarks/Scars ||
He has a single birthmark on his left leg, in no particular shape. It is only a few shades darker than his original skin colour. At birth, it started off behind his knee but has since moved around to the side of the leg as his skin grew and stretched over the years. As for scars, his body is caked in them. Some are more visible than others but all are hidden behind thick layers of clothing. The only scar that he cannot hide is the deepest one on his body, located on his right cheek. It is relatively small but still highly noticeable.

|| Piercings ||
Felix has always wanted some form of body piercings, but is always scared to death by the idea that someone will rip them out at some point, which has prevented him from ever even trying it. He imagines that, when he is much older and free of school completely, he'll get some earrings and possibly a tongue bar.

|| Distinguishable Features ||
None, as of yet.

|| Grooming ||
Felix cares as much about hygiene and neatness as anyone else. He is not constantly concerned that he must look immaculate and will often wear comfortable clothing as opposed to good-looking outfits, but still refuses to let himself look dirty and scruffy.

|| Colour Scheme ||
Black | Blood Red | Grey.




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|| Birthplace ||
London, England.

|| Parents ||
Felix's father, aged 50, is known for owning a few apartment buildings here and there, and is the family's only living parent.
His name is Jonathan, but all children in the family are required to call him "Sir", whereas all others would refer to him by his last name.
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Felix’s mother was aged 30 when she died (10 years previous) during childbirth.
Her name was Alexis but most referred to her as Tigger due to her constant energy, and the kids would call her “Ma”.
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|| Siblings ||
He has one older brother, aged 22, called Stephen.
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And one younger sister, aged 10, called Jamie.
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|| Upbringing ||
Ever since birth, Felix was raised with a decent set of ideals. His mother tried her best to make sure that her two sons were provided for and rarely ever shouted at them unless it was absolutely necessary. She was the sort of mother who didn't think anything was ever "wrong", and accepted that there were many different ways in which one might deal with a situation. Their father, however, was the complete opposite. He was rather stern as a whole and tried to enforce a strict set of rules that their mother would quickly shrug off. Sometimes Felix even wondered how they fell in love and got married when they never seemed to agree on anything, though they rarely ever argued, at least not in front of the children. Overall, Felix and his older brother lived a fairly average life. That was, until, his mother was pregnant with her third child and died during the birth. Their father seemed distant with the child at first and it was left mainly up to 8-year-old Felix and 12-year-old Stephen to feed, clean and play with the child. Felix was given the responsibility of naming her. It was until Jamie's 8th birthday that her father even bothered to speak to her. Since Stephen moved out a few years before, things have been tense at the home.

|| Education ||
Felix has been attending public school ever since he was old enough.

|| Grades ||
Despite everything, Felix's grades are actually pretty average. He's not too smart, but not dumb either.




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So begins...

Felix Jay Stone's Story

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"OVER HERE, YOU DUMB-ASS! I'M WIDE OPEN!" Ellie's blood was boiling, her adrenaline was pumping, and her teammate was being, in her eyes, a complete idiot. She was open, they were right next to the soccer goal, and everyone knew Ellie was the best when it came to scoring. That's why the coach had on her on offense in the first place. That's why everyone passed it to her when she was open and by the goal. And yet, there was her teammate, who knew she was open, not passing it to her. He was just dribbling the ball back and forth like a moron! She could feel the sense of frustration inside of her growing, the irritatingly persistent sense of anger was unavoidable. If she didn't get to kick that ball soon, she'd end up kicking one of the opponents... On purpose.

Ellie watched as her teammate got in position to kick the ball. No you idiot, they're going to steal the---- NYGAHHHH! MORON! She watched in agony as she was helpless to stop the other team from stealing the ball. And as she sprinted across the field in hopes of catching up, she felt her breath running out and her legs beginning to slow down. She couldn't bear to run anymore, and maybe it would be better if she stayed midfield for now... If her team managed to get the ball back, then they'd have to have someone to pass it to, not to mention she had to get her breath back or her asthma might start to act up... Ellie found herself panting near the middle of the field, her muscles tense as she watched the ball in utter suspense. You've got this guys. Come on, come on... She held her breath and poured all of her hope into the hands of her team. If they won this game, she'd buy them all complementary, high-quality, expensive blueberry muffins from the new bakery not too far away from here. Maybe a mile or two? She could smell them all the way from the soccer field. In fact, her mouth was beginning to water...

NO!

Ellie felt her heart sink as she watched the opposing team score a goal. It was only seconds later that the whistle blew, signaling the end of soccer practice. Her team had lost, by one point! One stupid point... "Alright, nice work everyone. Remember, be here Tuesday. Also, Ellie, can I talk to you for just a sec?" She took a sharp breath and turned to her team's coach, otherwise known as Aaron. A nice man, she had to admit, but an annoying one at times. He always told her to try and be nicer to her teammates, but... They were the ones who were giving her a reason to yell at them! And she was only giving them her feedback; helping them improve. What was so wrong with that? She was only trying to help. Ellie nodded in response to his request to talk, turning to him with a bit of a fake smile.

"Listen, I know you're working on this, but you've gotta be nicer to everyone else. Treat people how you want to be treated." Aaron bellowed. In return, Ellie only gave him another nod, before walking off. She'd had enough soccer for today... and maybe for the rest of her life. She wasn't sure. If playing soccer meant losing again, then perhaps she'd do better without it.

"Whatever," Ellie had told herself. "Once everyone else gets here, I'm sure I'll cool off..." Shaking her head, she made an A-line for the park bench. She was expecting her friends in a little while; Bianca had managed to convince them to go to the park with her. She claimed that there were only so many days left until snow began to fall, therefore she had to get out as much as possible to see the birds, and the park was the perfect place to do that. And so, they'd agreed that they would all meet at the park around eleven o'clock on a Saturday, in other words, now. Ellie could never understand why Bianca hated snow so much, but maybe some mysteries weren't meant to be solved. Waving off the topic, she found herself lying on the park bench in wait of her four friends. "They should be here any second now..."


[Bleh, sorry for the rushed post. I would've posted for Bianca, too, but I'm in a bit of a hurry, so... yeah. Anyway, post away~!]

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"Oh, where is the park again!?" Amu scurried along the crowded streets, eyes scanning the crumbled up piece of paper which showed the directions on how to get to the area of the park her small group of friend was supposed to meet at. Wind blew her short-ish red hair over her face, causing her running to swerve due to lack of sight. Often she'd run into a stranger, and being to shy to even speak, she'd bow her head as an apology for a quick second before realizing she had to continue running in order to get to the park before the cookies she had baked her friends got cold.

Luckily she decided to wear comfortable red leggings under her Long black skirt with the suspender straps so she wouldn't have to worry about the wind blowing up her skirt and allowing a stranger to catch a glimpse of her undergarments. Amu never handled embarrassment very well, and if something like that were to happen, she'd never make it to the park on time. Or at all for that matter.

She found the park by cutting a shortcut though a children's playground, filled with the young kids who's mother brought them there for the day on Saturday. Amu remembered when she was young and her papa would do the same. The though brought a smile to her thin, strawberry colored lips. It was so cute how her papa would be the only man standing in a field with many mothers. Amu never noticed, really, until the rare bully would step up to pick on younger kids. Papa was always there to save little Amu. And the reason behind her smile rested on those fond memories, like most smiled do. Amu loved to see other people smile just as much as she loved to smile herself.

Pushing happy family memories to the side, and kept running deeper and deeper though the tree's in the forest, constantly checking the paper to insure she was going the right direction. She started to lose her breath from her long and nerve-racking run, and it didn't help that the air was chilly from the oncoming winter. The rush of her movements always strained more during the cold, a simple scientific explanation Amu knew was the reason why, if only she could remember what her teacher had said about the topic.

Amu was surprised to see only one other person their, but also relieved that she wasn't late and didn't cause a fuse. Ellie lay on a bench in wait, and without disturbing her, Amu slowly walked towards her, trying to step on a trig or two so Ellie knew she was coming. Amu grinned shyly at Ellie, greeting her as politely as she could, then taking a seat on the ground next to the bench and leaning her head on the side. She wasn't going to trouble Ellie in sitting up when she already looked to comfortable where she lay.

"Hi! G-good morning, Ellie. She suddenly recalled the bag of sweets she had hand-made the night before for everyone to share. She reached her hand inside her 'Domo-kun' backpack and received a little wooden box covered in a yellow piece of cloth. The smell of chocolate drifted though the air as she untied the knot that sealed the freshness of the treats. "Want some?" It was always polite to ask and not just randomly hand it to a person who may/may not be hungry.

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"Punch today in the face, and tomorrow in the -
Wait, this might be a G-rated audience. Um ... Foot?"





"Demitriou! You can't just walk around dressed like that! You will certainly give the rest of the band a bad name!"

"Oh come on Yu-Yu - don't be such a stick-in-the-mud - lighten up!"

"I already told you - don't call me Yu-Yu! My name is Okyo!"

Snorting at his defensive nature, Tatum rolled off of the couch in the official Immortal's Heart lounging room. His guitar lolled with him but he took great care not to bump it against the floor as he pushed up and smirked, smoothing the hair back from his face. Approaching Okyo, he clapped a hand on the nerdy manager, who jolted a bit and jostled his glasses before reaching up to straighten them. He squared his shoulders and pushed them up by the center, perfectly portraying the 'intelligent, managerial' type.

"I'll have you know that I am not a stick-in-the-mud. I am simply watching out for the band's best interests, and by Demitriou dressing like-like-like that," he stammered, a rosy hue lifting to his cheeks as he pointed a trembling finger at the young woman, who was currently sitting with one leg propped up on the stool that she sat on and the other leg crossed underneath in a very guy-like fashion, chomping down on a delicious chocolate long-john. She glanced up as she heard her name, having been tuning out Okyo's ranting, half a doughnut dangling from her mouth.

"What?" she asked around a mouthful of doughy deliciousness. At the action, Okyo feigned a faint before catching himself. "Oh, woe is me - whatever shall I do with you!" he cried dramatically, the back of his hand pressed hysterically over his forehead.

"Will you two take pity on the poor guy?"

Tatum turned his face to the side, his eyes glinting as he caught Anastasia, who was currently dipping the tips of her drumsticks into a bottle of wood hardener. A cigarette dangled from the corner of her lips and she was leaning forward, her legs perched outward in yet another man-like way. When Okyo saw her position, her nearly fainted again, his lips sputtering out nonsense about how they 'were beautiful young women with successful careers and lives ahead of them and should take care with their appearance and not do anything or dress in any fashion that could otherwise hint at an easy hit', or whatever that all meant.

Stifling a sigh, Gwendolyn pushed herself up, stretching, her joints popping as she did so.

"Listen, Okyo - you aren't a stick-in-the-mud, but you do need to lighten up. How can we expect a true and real reaction from our fans if we don't present to them our true and real selves in return?"

Okyo went quiet at that, his lips pressed together, the gears obviously turning in his head. Finally he straightened, brushing off his suit and once again adjusting his glasses, as he so often did.

"Very well ... I see that you have a point, Demitriou. But just this once will I allow it to slide!" With that, their manager turned and waltzed from the room, his face flushed with energy and God knew what else. They all stared inquisitively after him before slowly turning their heads to look at each other. Immediately they burst into laughter that was so intense that Gwen nearly fell to the floor. After several moments she caught her breath, wiping tears from her eyes as she snatched up her guitar. She hefted it over her shoulder and freed the hair that ended up trapped beneath the case, before tossing a quick 'See ya' over her shoulder. Immediately she was out the door, and not too long afterwards was out of the record label's main headquarters, Jax Records.

Immortal's Heart had been 'on the scene' for around five years at this point, having been recruited and sign on by Jax Records when Gwendolyn was at the tender age of seventeen. She had been performing long before that and had been the one to form the band when they were all around fifteen. It had started off with small, trivial shows, such as birthday parties and small-town concerts, but now they were prepping for their first world-tour, and one couldn't walk down the street without hearing a reference to the successful band. What had gained their instant popularity was the release of their top singles, Futatsu no Kodou to Akai Tsumi and Mind as Judgement. After the songs had been put out into the open, Immortal's Heart had exploded.

And the rest was history.

Swinging into a small cafe, Gwendolyn quickly purchased a large hot chocolate with extra whipped cream and cinnamon shavings, signed three autographs for a trio of squealing high school girls, and continued on her trek to the park. It didn't take her long to arrive, but due to the excitement back at the recording studio, she still wasn't the first one there. In fact, she was the third.

"Helllllloooo, my beautiful and amazing friends!" she cried, waving frantically over her head and causing many - and by many, the whole god-damned park was referred to - pedestrians to look up from whatever they were doing and towards the screaming girl. She received several 'crazy' looks before they melted into expressions of recognition of who she was. Immediately whispers ensued and a few more people approached to talk to her. It was yet another five minutes before she actually reached Amu and Ellie, hot chocolate half-gone and guitar case bouncing against her back. She reached up behind her head and scratched the back of it, laughing out an apology as she did so.

"Sorry for-" huff, "- that distraction-" huff, "- And being-" huff, "- A bit late." Pausing to catch her breath, she grinned at the two. "Have you been waiting long? And where are the others?

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Fresh in Ellie's nose was the scent of her dear friend, Amu, and a more subtle scent of award-winning cookies. She found herself grinning as she hopped off of the bench to greet Amu. "Hi! G-good morning, Ellie." Ellie waved, her smile never faltering as she watched her friend gingerly take a seat on the bench Ellie had been on just moments ago. She was about to go in for a bear hug, right before she stopped herself, realizing Amu was in the middle of doing something. Containing her joy, she watched as Amu took out a little wooden box, revealing an array of delicious chocolate chip cookies. "Want some?"

Ellie nodded eagerly in response, her mouth beginning to water again. "Oh, I knew I smelled baked miracles! You know just how to cheer me up. Thanks a bunch!" She giggled, helping herself to a cookie. But before she ate it, she made sure to give Amu one of her infamous bear hugs. Once finished squeezing the life out of her friend in a cheerful manner, she began to eat the cookie. She didn't make a point to be neat. In fact, she ended up stuffing her face with the cookie, too excited for something as silly as manners. By the time Gwendolyn approached, Ellie had finished the cookie, wiping several crumbs off of her face with her sleeve. Speaking of her clothing, she was wearing her green and white soccer outfit.

"Helllllloooo, my beautiful and amazing friends!" Ellie heard Gwendolyn call from not too far away. She turned her head to see, only to catch Gwendolyn being smothered by a crowd of fans. She smirked, glad her friend's band was receiving all the attention it deserved. It always warmed her heart, seeing her friends happy. While waiting for the hoard to die down, Ellie turned back to Amu. "So, how're you doing?" She asked. "And, oh, great cookies by the way! Do you mind if I have another one?" Ellie tried not to grab for one; she was trying to work on being less aggressive when it came to asking for food. So far, she was doing well. "Sorry for-" huff, "- that distraction-" huff, "- And being-" huff, "- A bit late." Pausing to catch her breath, Gwen grinned at the two. "Have you been waiting long? And where are the others? At the question, Ellie shook her head. "Nah, not at all! And I think Bianca isn't too far away... At least, from what I can tell."

And almost as if on cue, Bianca came running from seemingly out of nowhere. The moment she spotted her companions, the already large grin on her face grew. "Oh! Hi, guys! Look, it's a robin. Can you see it, can you see it?!"





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Bianca found herself staring in utter amazement at the display of pastries the new bakery had for sale. She was leaning on the window sill, licking her lips and trying to keep her mouth from watering, but to no avail. Just looking at their line of sweets made her envious to the core. Oh, how she longed to stuff her face with some kind of delicious treat. She spent yet another full minute eying the miraculous desserts, her look never wavering. She could stare all day, and that was Bianca's plan, moments before she heard her phone ring obnoxiously. Part of Bia wondered if it was trying to yell at her. As she tore her eyes away from the frosted cakes, she began to slip her phone out of her pocket, only to gawk at what it had to say. She'd left herself a reminder to head to the park the moment she'd asked her friends to join her in the first place, for she knew that she'd end up getting distracted somehow.

The alert said as follows. YOU'RE LATE!

Bianca found herself scurrying through the crowded streets, constantly pushing people out of the way, the word "sorry" tumbling out of her mouth multiple times. She found herself falling more than once, her clumsiness leaving her no mercy. She hoped with all her heart that she hadn't kept her friends waiting! The last thing she wanted was to worry her companions, much less keep them waiting for her in the cold, cold weather. Then again, they'd have to be in the freezing cold either way... Whatever! They were in suspense! She felt an onslaught of guilt coming on. How could she do this? How could she be so forgetful?! ...She was a horrible person. How could she ever live with herself--- IS THAT A ROBIN?!

Bia went from beating herself up to gasping in pure delight within seconds. Not too far away, she'd spotted a red robin. She hadn't seen a robin all year. The sight of one made her jump up and down in excitement! She let out a giddy laugh and found herself heading in the bird's direction, which coincidentally, was right around the park. She found herself running in the direction of the bird, smiling from ear to ear. On her way she incidentally crossed paths with her friends. "Oh! Hi, guys! Look, it's a robin. Can you see it, can you see it?!" She was staring at the bird, which was quietly nesting in a tree not too far away, though to one without Bianca's superior eyesight, it would take a minute to spot. She grinned and began to clap her hands in sheer joy.

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Jamie turned around when she reached the door to their home, her big brown eyes staring at him. He felt bad. He had promised, the day before, that he'd spend the afternoon after school with her so that she could get her homework done. Of course, plans arose since then and, before long, Felix found himself telling her "no". After school had finished, Felix had gone to pick her up and the entire walk home was spent in complete silence. He wanted to say sorry, he wanted to do many things that he never seemed to have the nerve to attempt. But, like with everything else, Felix let it go. He'd rather have stayed silent than said something wrong. A faint smile curved his lips upwards and his eyes suggested the apology that he couldn't form the words for. Jamie turned without responding and Felix's smile dropped immediately. He sighed, before starting with his walk. He was going to meet his friends at the park, but he wished he didn't have to. It was another one of those situations that he couldn't seem to refuse or walk away from.

Before he even moved four steps away from the garden gate, he heard the front door open and his sister was shouting something. "Mouse!" she cried out as the puppy darted between her legs and sped down the path. He skidded to a stop before Felix and looked up, eyes wide and tongue lolled out. Felix held his arm up high to stop his sister from running after him. "No worries, I'll take him with me," he called. Without another word, Jamie walked through the door and slammed it behind her. With one hand reached to pet the dog's head, he sighed and returned his gaze to Mouse's eyes. "Guess we're going to the park," he murmured, before standing up.

Felix kept his eyes down, as he always did, when passing others in the street. It had become something of a habit. A bad one. He rarely ever looked up, unless he thought he was at risk of bumping into someone. His eyes focused on the ground just ahead of his feet, and he walked without hurry. He was pretty sure all of his friends had turned up already and were waiting on him; he was incredibly late, but Felix wasn't worried. I'm already late, he thought, so there's no point in rushing now. When he finally dragged his eyes up from the ground, he found himself closer to the park than he'd thought he was. Mouse barked excitedly as he spotted some other dogs running around, but did not move from Felix's side. He was a well-trained puppy, so much so that he could be walked without a lead and Felix wasn't worried that he'd dart off after a cat or another dog.

He followed some paths, turning where needed, until eventually he came across his friends. They were all gathered around a bench; all four of them. He muttered something under his breath, then approached. When he was only a few metres away from them, he noticed that Bianca seemed to be admiring something in a far-off tree but Felix didn't bother finding out what. He seemed to have missed her statement completely. His eyes went to Mouse, who was now being followed by a much larger dog; a Rottweiler, if he wasn't mistaken. The dog held a toy in its jaw and it dropped it in order to sniff the white pup. Mouse looked up at Felix, his tail wagging. He made a noise, as if asking for permission, and Felix knelt down. "Go on then, if you want," he said, his voice low, and Mouse darted off with the Rottweiler, taking the toy with them.

Felix stood and looked at his friends. "Morning, everybody," he said, dropping his school backpack beside the park bench. "Sorry that I'm late," he continued sheepishly, "Stuff came up."





[I'll post for Alexander at a later date, after I've finished the sheet. He wouldn't make an appearance in the park, anyway.]

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Amu smiled a huge grin as Ellie devoured her baked goods with joy. When she saw her friends happy, a sudden wave of joy washed over her like something she had never felt before. Well, that was a lie. The felt this joy many, many times before, though every time the feeling is just so well welcomed and enjoyed throughout her entire being that it felt like this first time.

Amu nodded eagerly when asked if she could have another cookie. "Of course you can. I made plenty." With bright brown eyes shimmering, she reached into the little box, taking out one of the cookies with a tad bit of icing on this side from the iced mini cookies she also packed, and handed to her, hoping that it was to her liking.

She hadn't heard Gwendolyn at first, though when she turned to the panting girl she knew what had just happened. Amu smiled at her politely, happy for her that her band was getting popular. She loved to watch them when she had the time. Many of times she had actually considered asking for an autograph so when Gwendolyn becomes world famous (And there was no doubt in Amu's mind that that was sure to happen) she could say she 'Knew her when.'

Then yet another one arrived, Bianca. Amu didn't even have time to greet her before she started pointing to something and cheering. Amu focused her eyes to where Bianca's slender finger was directed, though she couldn't see anything though the branches of the tree. It was only when she squinted her eyes did she see a bird fly out of a tree. Amu hummed in confusion as to how Bianca saw that from such a distance.

Finally the last of their small group came up, Felix. Amu never really did very well around boys, though Felix and her often hung out with the rest of the group so she had learned to be more comfortable with him. Everyone was here, and Amu was happy for that. It was always fun when they were all together. That didn't happen very often nowadays, what with Gwendolyn's band and the fact that most of them were graduation high school soon. It was times like these when she was truly happy being outside with the people she really cared about.

"Yay, everyone is here!" she bounced happily and bubbly. "I packed snacks for all of us, if anyone is hungry, I-I mean..."

Come to think of it, Amu hadn't even tried her own food yet. So she reached down and grabbed one of the smaller shaped cookies, placing it in her mouth. She immediately knew every ingredient, from the sugars in the home-made icing to the baking powder she used to activate the flour. She even tasted the tiny speaks on cinnamon that had failed to wash off her whisk from her last baking creation, and had somehow fallen into the cookie batter. Though there was nothing wrong with that. It actually made the cookies taste very better. She made a mental note to add cinnamon next time she used this recipe.

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ImageEllie stared in confusion as Bianca pointed at a tree not too far away, claiming there was a bird. Sure, Ellie could smell the bird, but there was no way someone could see the bird. She let out a small huff of annoyance, before sitting up and choosing to ignore the subject. She took another cookie from Amu's little box, for she had been granted permission to, and devoured the cookie whole while Bianca kept marveling at the robin. Bianca's smile slowly faded when she saw the bird fly out of sight, though it quickly returned when she heard Felix greet them. She didn't catch what he had to say, only that it was him speaking.

"Felix!" She cheered, completely forgetting about the robin she saw and encasing him in a hug. Ellie snickered under her breath as she watched Bianca hug Felix with all of her might, which was really nothing. "You're late! But that's okay, because I was too. The important thing is that we're all here now and the sun's out and we can talk and have fun and be awesome!" Bianca only released Felix when she heard Amu say something about snacks. She then spied a box full of cookies and giggled, gingerly taking one from the box and taking a small bite. "Delicious!" She cried, as she sat herself down on the pavement, right next to Amu.

ImageEllie waved to Felix, smiling in the slightest. "Heya. So, now that everyone's here, what do we do?" She asked, looking around. She knew Bianca had originally called them here to birdwatch, but with Bianca's short attention span and the general uninterestingness of watching birds sit around and eat worms, that probably wasn't going to happen. Not to mention, none of them had binoculars, so Bianca was the only one who could actually see the birds... Ellie inhaled through her nose and smiled. "We could always play with the dogs; there are some not too far from here..." Ellie trailed off. She sniffed around a bit, as odd as it may seem, and perked up a bit when she caught a familiar scent. "Oh! You brought Mouse? Eh, nevermind..." Ellie let out of a huff of annoyance. As she thought about what to do, one of her hands crept over to Amu's box of cookies, but her plan to snatch another cookie was quickly thwarted by Bianca, who was quick to call her out. After pulling her hand back and taking a pleasant whiff of cookies, she continued to think about what there was to do. "We could watch a movie, maybe? No, no... I don't know. What do you guys wanna do?" Ellie asked.

"Well... we could, um... uh... Hmmm... I don't really know... Wait, why'd we come here again? Who cares! Let's do something fun! Like--- Like surfing! Oh, wait a second... nevermind. I think we need a beach to do that." Bianca murmured. She began rambling on about things they could do, though none of her suggestions were exactly relevant. After a minute of mumbling, she stopped.