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Eran Quoan O.

"H- hello! E- eran my name! I- is my name!" *bows*

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

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Eran Quoan O.
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Eran Quoan O.| 16 | ♂ |




Appearance Details:
Pale Blue- Green eyes, light brown curly hair and has always his hat on, which was the present of his one and only relativ in this world. He is slender, which is why he is sometimes mistaken as a girl, even his skin are soft like a girls. But his appearance is a perfect disguise for his real strenght.
Heights: 4' 7"
Weights: 83,8 lbs

Weapon(s):
Excellent in various material arts. Often uses just his fists, sometimes uses his chain sticks [two sticks that are connected with a chain].
Very useful to block poisened needles and cutting arrow attacks.

Power(s):
Has a very sensitive hearing and has a very quick reaction.

Talents:
Material arts, using his chain sticks and his hearing.

Flaws:
His weakness is that he doesn't think much and is very simple minded, very easy to manipulate because his thinking 'everyone is good'.
Stutters and blushes always if he is shy or just happy.

Personality:
Smiles often, is a bit shy and simple minded. Doesn't thought much by doing something and is very polite. But he doesn't like to open his heart directly to anybody. He is a bit picky about that..., well to be honest, until now he never opened up to anybody. But many didn't cared about it anyway, people were often just interested in his 'cute' face. But him being very quick embarassed, he often punsh them unconcious before they were able to do something to him.
But if there were someone he cherished, he would be very possesive and very easy to hurt..., although until now, this personality of him just showed once. And for him, that was enough.

History:
He was raised like a girl. That's all for now. Is still under construction though.

Other:
Has a habit to scretch his cheeks if he thinks desperatly about something.




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So begins...

Eran Quoan O.'s Story

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Eran enjoyed the cold. He often goes to the Tundra and just relaxed there and stayed. It was like his second home..., not like he had a home to begin with.

"Elala!", he shouted, spotted a small red fox coming into his direction. He was already familiar with her. It was a young fox from a young family who was living under a big root of a tree. It was nice inside, that's for sure. He was really happy for Elala to have such a nice family. He patted Elala's head gently and smiled. A glimpse of sadness was shown in his eyes, but he hold his own feelings back. He didn't wanted Elala to sense it. He wanted that fox girl to be happy meeting him.
And she was kind of happy, well, she seem to enjoy him patting her head, then suddenly bite into his clothes and scretched it. She wanted him to come along. "Wait... I can't right now. I play in another time with you, okay?" He was a bit in a hurry to see the landscape from a tree and wanted to relax a bit. The little fox understood and went back to her parents home. Eran waved as a goodbye. He envied her having a family.

Then he stood up, made the snow fall from his clothes and went for a big tree. It was his second home also known as his most time hanging place. As he wanted to climb the tree up, the silence of the tundra was interrupted by a scream. Wondered, from where it came from, Eran climbed up quickly and watched the scene very shocked:
He saw a boy. He held his head in his hands, but his muscles tensed and his veins showed. He jerked up from his position, his eyes completely golden. Then he spotted a child. When the child reached him, she met a pair of vicious smiling fangs and red eyes. He killed him.
Erans hands shaked full of fear. He wasn't used to see so much blood. He was terrified, how a boy could shape- shift to such a terrifying creature. He was really mad at himself not being able to do anything against him killing that child. He felt very useless.

"You..! Why did you do that to a mere child...?" Without thinking straightly, he yelled at that creature- boy, but he didn't ran away. He just stood there on the tree and waited for him to answer.

The setting changes from The Tundra to Aster City

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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.

...

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.

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This was unacceptable for Eran, who still had a pure heart, was very angry at that beast. The normally shy Eran, who never showed his real justice sense to anybody, was red because of anger. He still had fear too, but the anger managed to make his fear go away. He climbed down the tree. With a pouting face, he tramped angrily to the direction of the beast. He saw him to be very full, had a somekind of a smirk on his face that wanted to mess around more with Erans anger and so he fasten his steps.

He noticed his behaviors was a bit strange. What does he do there? Was he... then he spotted the chains on his feets and felt a joy in his heart. Now, it wouldn't be easy for him to escape him. He would easily... what? What was he going to do? Kill that beast? Eran stood still all of the sudden. Thinking. What was he about to do? Killing?

Eran would never do something like that, although it was against a killing beast. He was too pure hearted for such a murderous thought. What did he expect to do? Make him, that beast, hear him out and learn from that? He couldn't be! His thoughts was interrupted by a horrid cry in that beasts direction, what made him shake through all the parts of his body. He was scared. He looked up carefully and glanced at the direction where the horrid cry came from...

But then he saw the unbelievable: That beast turned to be a scrawny boy with black hair and pale skin! It was shocking for him. Eran never met shapeshifters and was, for a couple of second, very speechless. A boy? Such a frail boy is that beast? "T-That's..." He didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to react. He doesn't know anything.

Slowly, very slowly he stepped forward and had a complete different view of the situation now. That boy looked... pitful. Although he was covered with blood, what very much came from that kid he killed, but still, he had such an... innocent face that Eran couldn't believe that the beast was actually him. He squat down beside him and carefully touch his neck, wanting to check, if he is dead... or not.

[OOC: You mean answering PMs?]

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Emma stared back at Dower Prose. She hadn't seen him in a while. She had a run in with him when she first came to town. I guess they may have hit it off on the wrong foot. Emma crossed her arms.
"That's just being alive. You have sadness in life, but it will pass. Good can prevail. And, by warning everyone, we can save lives. Wouldn't a mother be more happy to know her child is living than dead? If I let them die, I'll be just like the people killing them. My turn to ask a question. Where is Vivienne?"
Emma seems very strict with her last words. Although Emma is a joyful person, she doesn't look happy one bit.
"If you've done anything to her, you're not going to just get away. So, shall I ask again? Where is she?"

...

Sean woke up to fingers on his neck. His eyes shot open and he grabbed the arm of the person touching him. Sean was about to ask who he was and what he was doing when he realized the situation. He was sitting in a pool of blood and bones.
"Ah!" he screamed, leaping out of the bones. Shaking, Sean backed up, but his sore foot gave way and he landed on his rear in the cold snow. He had surely twisted his ankle from the Beast pulling at the chains.
Sean placed his head in his hands. What had he done? What had happened? He looked up to the boy staring back at him.
"If you're going to kill me, do it," Sean said, hoarsely. "Kill me."

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Eran flinched as that boy opened his eyes. He was curious, scared and was confused what he should do know. As that boy seem to wonder about him touching his neck, Eran could just blush slightly, really confused and embarassed.

"Ah!"

As that boy screamed, he flinched again and distanced himself from that boy. What? Why did he scream? A feel of pity went through Eran, while still had his stare on that boy as he shaked like crazy. And at the time he wanted to go away, he stepped back and was ready for a strike, holding his hands in front of him, being on guard. But as he slumped into the snow again, Eran relaxed a bit, though without being off guard. But he seem... confused to him. Scared and... confused. Eran didn't know what to do and continued to stare at him.

"If you're going to kill me, do it,"

Now he had come back to the thing he had wondered about. What was he going to do with that boy, whose strengh had lost him and carving for death? Was he stupid? Or just... he didn't saw any other possible answer? Was he desperate? A small hurting feeling he had... Eran went through the same pain. Now he pitied that boy in front og him. He had no longer the intention to kill him.

"Kill me."

Eran sighed. "I will not do that. But you come with me. I want to know what is... inside you that made you like this." He gave the bones of that boy a side glance and neared that boy again, now trying to open the chains, wanting to save him. So he wouldn't end up being a small coward that turns his back from reality... like him.

He managed to open it and offered that boy his hand. "Stand up." He demanded with a strong voice.

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Sean was conflicted.

One half of his was terrified. He shook, partly because of the cold and partly because of the fear he had running through his veins. This boy had taken off his chain! If the Snow Beast was able to reach the town, he would kill. And this boy wanted to know what made him like this. It made him nervous.

But Sean also had a sense of bravery. He didn't want to seem like a coward. So, he got up, rubbing his sore ankle as he did. He looked at the boy for direction. Sean wasn't sure he even knew the way back to the city. But, he decided to trust the boy... it was his only chance.

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Eran tried a smile as Sean grabbed his hand. He pulled him up to his feets and his shy nature came back. He scratched his cheeks avoiding his eyes as good as possible. Never he thought he would end up saying something that strong to someone he just met. "Emm.. Y- yes... You are not i- injured right?" What a stupid question, he said to himself, it was the blood of the boy that he killed! And now he asked the murderer if he is injured or not? Is he stupid?

"Forget it... Emm... M- my name is E-eran." He stated and shyly smiled at him, not letting go if his hand, not wanting him to be 'free'. He still feared him, but a sympathy came up him and he didn't want to leave him alone. His appearance told him he was lonely... like himself. Not belonging anywhere, thrown away and feared by the society. It must been hard on him.

So he get his act together, and breathed regulary out and inside. He was conflicted what he was going to do next with him. But then he managed to ask the main question: "WHO are you exactly? What is that beast? Was it YOU?" He asked and stared at his face for some long time, really wanted to hear an explaination about all this. Did he done it really because of that beast inside him? Or did he conciously kill that small boy until just his bones left? A shiver came through his body as he remembered the state of the boy, but he managed to keep his eyes on the guy in front of him, holding his hand tightly so he couldn't escape.

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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.