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Emilia Booker

"Things are always bigger then they seem"

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a character in “The Imaginary World”, originally authored by Guest, as played by RolePlayGateway

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ImageName: Emilia Booker (not so much a name as a title, her real name is hidden in mystery)
Nickname: E.B
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Age: Twenty
Description: Emilia is a short petite girls with dark curly hair and bright blue eyes, strong willed and quick temper. E.B is a though chick who doesn't let things stand in her way. She's street smart and knows her way around town.
Powers: Precognition
Bio: E.B can't remember her past, she's pretty sure she was created as an adult as anything past her sixteenth year is just a blank. She's blessed with the power of Precognition meaning she can see things that have yet be, never was, and can never be. Time is funny like that you see? It's all just a big ball of string with no real beginning or end, and makes your head hurt every time you think about it. Which is why E.B never likes to tr a talk to people about her power, it's far too confusing. E.B Doesn't know where she fits in this world, on the one hand she was created from a nightmare, on the other she has seen what the future holds for her kind and knows what must never happen.

Time is funny
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So begins...

Emilia Booker's Story

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E.B exited from the trail of smoke, coughing furiously not quite how it was supposed to go she guessed as she walked to a lounge chair. She wasn't much of a fighter and when the light came she didn't feel like getting caught in the corner. Besides, what use is a physic in the middle of a fist fight anyway?

Two forcing running head first into a field of uncertainty, yet E.B can see the outcome either way and neither are in her best taste.

The setting changes from Aster City to Imaginary and Beautiful World

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Emilia found herself leaning ageist a pole her eyes watching the smoke fill the sky. Sacrifices must be made; she knew that all too well. Laughter echoed in her ears and Emilia turned, but seeing nothing shrouded it off. Some little chaotic soul loved the show, and as much as Emilia hated to agree with that side of alignment it was good fun. Too her side she noticed a pair of opera glasses and smiled, how perfect. She said and looked at the wreckage close up.

The setting changes from Imaginary and Beautiful World to Aster City

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#, as written by Rawr413
Jonah drained himself of the fear around him, told himself not to be so affected by it. He walked up the middle of the street, just a few more steps into the chaos, when a different feeling filled him with rage. It was bliss, pure confidence and certainty. Someone was glad that this had happened. He stopped in the middle of the commotion, looking around at the people surrounding him.

The blonde pushed through the crowd, darting to the left to look for this person. When the feeling dulled he felt frustrated, his teeth gritting together. He dove through the crowd and wound up on the other side, almost positive he could hear laughter. He came face to face with a beautiful girl that looked like she really could care less. His eyebrows scrunched together, a form of a glare developing. This wasn't the one though, the one that he guessed was either behind all this or had a big helping hand. The blonde looked over her shoulder, eyes beginning to drip again and stain his cheeks. His nose had been 'bleeding' fluently for the moment, and he could already taste a the chemicals of paint on his lips. "Is there anyone else here?"

The setting changes from Aster City to Imaginary and Beautiful World

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Character Portrait: The Handmaiden Character Portrait: Cara James Character Portrait: Dower Prose Character Portrait: Jonah Moretti Character Portrait: Nevicata Kokoro Character Portrait: Emma Brooke Character Portrait: Emilia Booker Character Portrait: Vivienne Loçiure
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Emma smiled.
"Together would be great. And I agree... much safer."
Although Emma wasn't sure if safer was an option, she would prefer to not be alone when heading to River Town.
"I just have to run back to my apartment to get my stuff. Then we can head out."
Emma ran to her apartment to grab a few things that she would wish to take. She found her brown stuffed bear, which was in rough shape, lying on her bed. It had been created with her. She wondered what Maria had given it to her for.... Maybe she just needed a friend..... Cheesy....

Cara was freaking out. Had someone... waved at her? Plus it looked like that one boy heard her and was looking for her. How had they.... Cara's invisibility wavered as she grew nervous. For only a split second, she appeared, but manipulated her light again as quickly as she could. It wasn't her time to be seen yet. And if she got caught, she couldn't fathom what they would do to her if she would make it into their hands alive. They would prefer her to die a captive than reemerge a coward. She had no intent on dying either way.

Out of nowhere a horrific sob rang out. Cara looked up and smiled at the darkness's good work. People were beginning to panic. Just according to plan.

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"Is there anyone else here?"

E.B heard a voice and lowered her looking glasses, she saw a man standing in front of her. “Possibly” she said in a small voice, and noticed her was bleeding. ((GWAD BIOSHOCK fans beware)) “You’re bleeding” she said and pulled out a handkerchief, handing it to him. “I heard a laugh earlier, but it could have just been the wind.” E.B started to say, just in case the laugh in question was one of her comrades. E.B was many things but a snitch wasn't one of them.

"She placed the glasses over her eyes once more, and looked at the smoke headed into the sky. "What a site." she remarked.

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#, as written by Rawr413
Jonah tried to keep his stern voice, but with the calm atmosphere he was eased into a better mood. "Oh...thanks," he whispered, wiping at his nose and chin, then the corners of his eyes. The handkercheif looked like it had been dipped in pools of paint, and his skin was smeared with a variety of blues and greens.

"There's someone-," his breathe caught in his throat as a girl appeared nearby, only for a moment. The panic she radiated alarmed him. ",-over there" he mentioned, pointing towards Cara. He was a little off, but the direction was correct. "She, she uh,, was happy about all this. People got hurt!" he moved around E.B. to the spot he guessed the girl was. It was helping him that some, other little girl was waving at 'nothing'.

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Character Portrait: The Handmaiden Character Portrait: Cara James Character Portrait: Jonah Moretti Character Portrait: Emma Brooke Character Portrait: Emilia Booker Character Portrait: Vivienne Loçiure
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Vivienne nodded and waited, letting her toes brush the ground below. She couldn't actually feel the pavement, but if she could, she was sure it wouldn't have felt pleasant. Unlike the sweater she wore, a dark olive green draping over her hands, and her leggings, black as night and translucent as her legs. She swept a few strands of hair from her face, letting them fall back, in time. Gravity didn't really apply, but, then, neither did the reality of her being non-real. Her hair fell toward her feet, as did the baggy sweater's too-lovable material. Just like that, she stood, silent and waiting, for Emma to return. She didn't mind traveling, even if it did get her into trouble. She wouldn't remember it.

Granted, she didn't want to lose it all. She didn't want to let the memories slip away. She needed a computer. She needed something with memory— her mind certainly didn't have any.

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The Handmaiden stood dead-still, as silent as she'd always been. She was curious, certainly, but never having had voice to give light to her own questions had constrained them to her mind, where they stayed locked away until she could answer them herself. It was for this that she, upon seeing the flash of a body next to her, instinctively reached out a hand to touch it. She's glimpsed a girl, and she was panicking. Was it because of the smoke? She stare at where the body had been, willing it to reappear. When it didn't, she glanced away. There were so many questions still left unanswered.

The girl in the technicolor dress as dark as the writhing shadows was still, now, her hand extended into what very well may have been thin air. She could see out of the corner of her eye a man pointing at her— or was it the girl why had just flashed to life a moment ago?— and her eyes fell to the ground. She didn't want to draw attention to herself. Whirling around and disappearing in a graceful flurry of shifting color, the Handmaiden let Master take her being wherever He pleased. She had no more business, there. She had questions, and for this she had touched a girl, but she still had more left unanswered than she had the means to understand.

Li Mei's feet touched down on dust. She was far away from the city, now, in the canyons. She liked it here, in the silence. She was a girl brought to life by the desert. Though her expressions were, as always, muted, she spared a smile and began to walk. Perhaps she would find something out there in the bright light and the harsh shadows cast by the rock.

After all, what better a place to find answers to questions of the arcane than a desert canyon where no one dared to wander? The Handmaiden's dainty form disappeared into the canyons, hair swaying gently with her dress as she walked— the sight of which, a girl in pretty dress, very much out of place against the sheer rock faces and the worn canyon-bottoms.

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E.B looked at him and sighed. "Whatever it is, they won't show themselves that easily." she said and looked back to the building waiting for the next cue. Somethings were best left unsaid.

"Who are you anyway?" she asked. "Too take such an interest in other's source of fun?"

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Nevi had found her aunt and uncle once more, and they resumed their walk.
"I tell you that cloud looks like Abe Lincoln"
"You are Mad brother, anyone can see it looks more like James Buchanan!"
"Buchanan!"
"Yes,"
"Who is truly mad now?"

The setting changes from Imaginary and Beautiful World to Aster City

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Character Portrait: The Handmaiden Character Portrait: Sean West Character Portrait: Cara James Character Portrait: Dower Prose Character Portrait: Eran Quoan O. Character Portrait: Jonah Moretti Character Portrait: Nevicata Kokoro Character Portrait: Emma Brooke Character Portrait: Emilia Booker Character Portrait: Vivienne Loçiure
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Emma Brooke, with her small bag of things, took off running down the street, pushing past the panicked people who's eyes were wide with horror. Emma felt sorry, but she had to get to River Town ASAP. She almost forgot about Vivienne! Emma looked around, but couldn't see her friend anywhere.
"Vivienne?" Emma asked, her green eyes scanning the area. Emma stuck her thumb into her mouth and began softly gnawing on it. It was a bad habit she got when she was nervous. Emma took in a deep breath.
If I can just get out of the crowd, maybe she'll find me or I'll spot her.
Emma hurried through the busy streets, only reaching an open area when she saw the sign.
"Thanks for visiting Aster City! Come again!"
Emma stared at the sign. She had never saw that side of the welcome and goodbye sign. Emma had never even thought about leaving Aster City. And here she was, on a race to River Town, the place she swore never to return to. Emma turned to look back for Vivienne, but to her horror, a hiss came from behind her. She turned only to let out one word.
"CRAP!"

....

The Snow Beast had just finished a good meal. The child was.... eight maybe? It was stupid for wandering into this part of the woods. Sean had secluded him as deep into the middle of nowhere as he could, but people were still curious. The Beast smiled sickly at his strange popularity. He was some sort of tourist attraction... but any brave enough to find the main event became the main course.
Just as the Beast prepared to take a nap on his full stomach, a small yet angry cry arose from a nearby spot in the forest. The Beast couldn't comprehend what the voice was saying, only that it seemed like less and less people valued their lives anymore... more and more wanted to visit him. The Beast looked around, but couldn't see where the owner of the voice was. As he shook off the blood of his last meal, he charged at where the last noise had came from, only being stopped by the chain around his leg. He growled and yanked with all his might, but couldn't break the chains. He let out a horrid cry as he lay down in the snow, defeated by the brains of his human form. As he drifted off, he slowly began to change to a scrawny boy with black hair and pale skin. The boy laid in the snow, surrounded in the blood of the child he hadn't meant to kill. He did not stir in his deep sleep.

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Cara James strolled along the city. She was unnoticed by many and those who saw her were too busy worrying about the explosions and earthquakes than to think of what an innocent looking girl may be plotting. Cara tried not to smile at how stupid these people were. They were too daft in their end to think of the girl that walked and talked like them. They were too selfish to point a finger at the girl who they had taken everything away from. Suddenly, a pain shot through Cara's body. It wasn't the pain of some kind of wound, but the pain of remembering her parents. Remembering what had been done to them. Remembering how cruel the people who murdered them were. Hate ran through her body like blood pumping through her veins.
They deserve to die! Cara thought in anger. She huffed and marched along the sidewalk, not noticing the very few people who wondered if she was here... who had noticed her.... She thought she was safe. She was as far from safe as she could get.

The setting changes from Aster City to Imaginary and Beautiful World

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Character Portrait: The Handmaiden Character Portrait: Sean West Character Portrait: Michelle Reed Character Portrait: Cara James Character Portrait: Dower Prose Character Portrait: Eran Quoan O. Character Portrait: Jonah Moretti Character Portrait: Nevicata Kokoro Character Portrait: Emma Brooke Character Portrait: Emilia Booker Character Portrait: Vivienne Loçiure Character Portrait: Sarz Therimine the Third
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(OOC: I doubt anyone is even still checking this, but I thought I'd make one last post at least, if not somehow give the roleplay CPR and somehow restart it's heart. Although it's probably dead, I just want to say it was fun while it lasted and I had a fun time roleplaying with you guys.)

The boy had a lot of questions, most of these Sean didn't even know how to begin answering. How he had came to be the legendary Snow Beast was a thing of mystery to even him. But, he decided it would be good to start with a name.

"My name is Sean," he said in a hoarse and quiet voice. His throat was scratchy and he felt sick at the smell of death all around him. "I was a shape-shifter with full control over my power. I never hurt anyone and I had never transformed into a beast like the one I do now. One day, I just lost it. Now whenever my adrenaline is peaked or I'm hungry, it happens. So, I locked myself away for good measure. But every now and then a curious person strolls along, thinking I'm just a stupid myth. And I can't stop myself."

He tried to pull his hand free, but the boy seemed to have an iron grip. Normally, Sean would have been strong enough to release himself, but he was tired and miserable, so he didn't prevail. He looked at the boy and gave him a serious look. "Just, whatever you do, don't take me back to town."

...

Emma stared at Dower, completely surprised. He, of all people, wanted to help her get to River Town. Emma figured he would try to sabotage her trip or kill them both in the process. But Emma's power sensed that he was right. It would be faster if their were three of them to fight off whatever crap was in store for them on the way there.

Although her gut screamed at her not to, she nodded. "Alright," she said. "I guess we could use some more company." Her voice still seemed a bit cold and stern. "But if you try anything, anything in the slightest, you will regret it. So, let's go get Vivienne."
...

Cara couldn't help but smile. She had played her part in striking fear into the city. And now the others who were with the Darkness were going to play their hand. Now Cara just had to stay out of sight at watch the world fall apart.