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janelle (sungkew) I'm so freaking excited. Edoline forever <3

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cecilia | 1237 comments OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

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janelle (sungkew) Ahhhhh! So happy! How should we start this???

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cecilia | 1237 comments Should we start by posting the characters here just 'cause?
I kinda just want the glamour of posting all three parts of Ed again XD

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janelle (sungkew) Lol, sure. ^_^ Sounds good. Oh my goodness, my template for Carrie is so awful looking. I hate it XD But, yeah, let's do that. Uno momento por favor.

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cecilia | 1237 comments What? It's gorgeous O.O

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janelle (sungkew) Me no likey. But, hang on, I have to find it and stufffffff...

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cecilia | 1237 comments XD XD you crazy girl ;3

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janelle (sungkew)
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I'm comin' down to where you're standing because I need you now.
Or you will be watching me hit the hard ground with a crash landing.

As a girl's name, Caroline is pronounced KARE-a-line. It is of Old German origin, and the meaning of Caroline is "free man". From the French form of Latin or Italian Carolina, a feminine derivative of Carolus (see Charles). A stately diminutive with royal connotations, brought to England by George II's queen in the 17th century. The name has a formal, aristocratic, old-fashioned aura. Carolan is an Irish surname.

As a girl's name is pronounced an. It is of Hebrew origin, and the meaning of Anne is "He (God) has favored me". The English form of Hannah. A name favored by royalty and commoners for centuries. Among the royal name bearers: two queens of England, a queen of France, an empress of Russia and, today, Princess Anne of England. Also made popular by L.M. Montogomery's story "Anne of Green Gables" (1908). Anna is the European form; Anya is Russian.

As a name is a variant of Chalmers (Old French) and Chamberlain (Middle English), and the meaning of Chambers is "servant of the chambers; chief officer of the household".
〈ᴀɢᴇ:〉 Seventeen ᒥ 17 ᒧ
ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ:〉 January 3rd
ᴛɪᴍᴇ/ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ:〉 10:34 PM ➟ New York City
ᴀsᴛʀᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ sɪɢɴ:〉 Pisces ᒥ ♓ ᒧ
⊰▒▓ Pisces is the last sign of the zodiac, which has the symbol of 'The Fish'. Pisces people are not much interested in the material things of life and are not the ones to run after money. It's not that they are against riches, but they are more aware of its impermanence. They are not greedy about anything, least of all wealth. A Piscean has an easy carelessness about tomorrow. Pisces display either of the two basic personalities traits - going with the flow or against it. They will either go where the current takes them or fight against it.
〈sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs:〉 Mutant
⊰▒▓ One man named Edward Robinson started an experiment twenty years ago. He took children and experimented on them. Every single one of these children is a mutant. After the first successful mutations, he continued. Every child experimented on ranges from ages twenty to thirteen, and has one power. One power that has yet to be discovered. The mutants in these experiments escaped thirteen years ago. Edward has been trying to get them ever since, to keep his experimentation a secret. Edward is getting closer than ever before to finding his mutants.
〈ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ:〉 Female ᒥ ♀ ᒧ
sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ:〉 Heterosexual ᒥ Straight ᒧ
ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs:〉 Single ᒥ Not open to requests ᒧ

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Caroline has long blonde hair that reaches just above the small of her back. This hair style, though not short in any way, isn't nearly the length that Caroline is used to. In fact, Caroline is used to her hair being much longer than it is now. Ever since she was young, she'd always kept it almost to her waist. However, just months ago, her little brother, Ben, cut off a piece of hair in her sleep. In response, Caroline just chopped it off to her shoulders. Months later, she's still trying to get it to grow longer but it's been a slow process.
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As with her hair, Caroline’s eyes are a light coloring. They shine a bright blue that is about the same color as the sky. However, though her hair originates from her mother’s side, Caroline gets her eyes from her father. It is a trait that was passed down through the family and has landed in Caroline. The only other members of her family that had the blue coloring in their eyes was her little sister that she never met. The sister was born long after Caroline had been taken by Edward Robinson.
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Caroline stands at a modest height of five foot five. It’s pretty average for her age and weight and, though she may sometimes wish she were taller, Caroline is happy with her height. Had she grown any taller, she would be much too tall and wouldn’t even out. However, she could actually be shorter and look fine. As of now, she does seem a bit too tall for her weight, but it’s not that noticeable. It’s more of a simple, personal thing to her.
While Caroline’s height is more or less perfect for her, her weight could use some adjusting. She is, while not deathly skinny, underweight. She weighs in at one hundred and ten pounds while she should be in the one twenty or one thirty range. Again, it’s not extremely noticeable, but she does appear to be quite skinny. Sometimes it can be a curse and sometimes it can be a blessing. Really, the reasoning for her slight weight differential is because Caroline is a vegetarian. She doesn’t like to eat meat - not because she’s a big animal activist, but because she just doesn’t care for the taste of meat. Because of this, she doesn’t get the protein that is always required.

All anyone needs is to be happy. If we have that, the world is ours.

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janelle (sungkew) ▓░⊱ Continued from above ⊰░▓
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Tonight I'm gonna dance for all that we've been through.
Caroline is a very optimistic and go get it personality. She lives life the way she wants to live it and looks to the future with bright eyes. Nothing that she's been through has been enough to get her completely down and out. She dances in the rain, smiles through the tears, and lives life to the fullest. If something bad happens, she'll be the first to try to make light of the situation. She also doesn't let people stop her from doing what it is she wants. When she really desires something, she'll go to great lengths to make sure she gets it. Because of this though, she may either come off as a tad selfish or very admirable for going after what she desires. Hopefully, it's the second. A lot of the time though, she comes off as a nice, quirky girl who knows how to have fun.
This is the golden age of something good and right and real.
One of Caroline's biggest beliefs is that people have to live in the moment. Time waits for no one and because of that, people have to put themselves out their and catch up. If they don't, there life will pass them by. This is why Caroline feels there isn't any time to be sad, only happy. Because, in the end, when people look back on their lives, they're going to wish they'd been happier. Caroline doesn't want to be one of those people. She wants to look back on her life and see nothing but blue skies and greener grass. She wants everything to be amazingly joyful no matter what.
Took off faster than a green light go.
Caroline is a very fast person, both in a mental and physical sense. She loves to to think and is actually a very smart person, though she seldom shows it. Instead, she comes off as somewhat ditzy and geeky when she’s actually very smart and deep. She doesn’t think she needs to show that to people though as it makes things serious and much too sad for her taste. On the opposite side of the spectrum, Caroline is very fast in terms of talking. She talks about a mile of minute and never runs out of things to say. Because of this, she may appear way too talkative for some people. However, Caroline doesn’t care at all. She is who she is and if anyone has a problem with it, screw them.
All we are are skin and bones trained to get alone.
Though Caroline likes people and wants to fix them, she doesn't want them to fix her. She likes to be different and stand out from the crown, often wearing what she thinks is cool just because it's different. She's not looking for attention , it's simply the fact that she hates to be the same as everyone else. She wants to be an unique individual with her own style and taste. Caroline feels like she doesn't need anyone telling her who she is and what she can do because she already knows. She's not looking for anyone's approval or acceptance. Knowing who she is and what she wants is important to her and no one will come between that.
Is it gone, gone? Will it ever come back?
One of Caroline's personality flaws is that she can't let things go. This is both in an emotional and a physical way. In the emotional aspect, she can't get over the fact that not everything is fixable. Caroline believes that she can mend everyone and everything with no problem whatsoever. There is no mountain too high for her to climb. But, really, this isn't true in the slightest. Though she tries her hardest to make sure everyone around her is at their best, sometimes it's just not possible. Caroline doesn't understand that not everyone wants to be happy. Unlike her, some people just want to be miserable and she can't wrap her head around this fact.
In a physical sense, Caroline has a hard time letting go of both people and objects. She holds on to quite a lot of things that she really has no need for: books she hated and will never read again, old pieces of writing from scrapped stories, old VHS tapes when she doesn't have a VCR. She also collects quite a lot of things and keeps them very organized as she really is a perfectionist. But dealing with this, Caroline is also afraid of letting go of people. She doesn't like to lose the people close to her at all. To keep someone around, she'll do nearly anything and grow desperate trying to get them to stay with her. In a way, it's almost pathetic that she needs people but goes against the social norms all the time.

There'll be times when I'm not happy and nothing turns out right,

But I plan to put those times behind me. They are not important.
Illusion Manipulation:
As an illusionist, Caroline has the ability to alter the way people perceive the world around them. She can form images in other’s visions, making them see something that isn’t truly there. It’s quite a useful power as she can make people see whatever she desires. Well, mostly. In order for Caroline’s power to work, she must have first seen the thing she is trying to push into the other person’s sight. If she hasn’t, there is no way for her to perform the ability. Also, Caroline’s images are just that: images. She cannot form real things that could physically harm anything or become real in any way, sense, or form. It is also possible that the images could falter. While performing the power, Caroline must have immense concentration. If this concentration is not there or is interrupted, the image she has formed will flicker and die. In extension, Caroline also has to visualize many of the things that make up the images she creates. This is sometimes where things go wrong with her powers. In order for her image to look realistic, Caroline must get it exactly right. If she doesn’t, it will be easy to spot that it is an illusion. Something will be out of place, a mark will be missing, simple things like that.
The downsides to Caroline’s powers are fairly simple. After her ability has been performed, Caroline experiences dizzy spells. She gets lightheaded and, if powerful enough, she may pass out. However, the severity of the dizzy spells really depend on the illusion she has just performed. If it was a minor, simple illusion such as changing something small on someone’s appearance, the dizzy spell will not be too strong. It is likely that she will just feel lightheaded. However, if it is a powerful illusion, she will most likely lose her balance and faint. Those take a lot out of her.
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Don't let me go. Won't you take me where the streetlights glow?

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janelle (sungkew) ▓░⊱ Continued from above ⊰░▓
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Stealth: 8/10
Strength: 4/10
Charisma: 7/10
Luck: 6/10
Agility: 8/10
Speed: 7/10
Endurance: 6/10
Writing & Reading:
Caroline is a big fan of the written word. She loves to both write and read and is doing one of those activities nearly all the time. When she's by herself, you can bet she's either at home writing a new story or finishing up the last chapter of a book she started yesterday. She writes and reads everything: fantasy, poetry, science fiction, historical fiction, whatever she's in the mood for. However, she isn't very good at writing historical fiction. She doesn't like all the depressing things that have happened and likes to stick mainly to unrealistic plots. Writing things that could never happen are really her specialty.
Fun & Happiness:
Some of Caroline's favorite things are being happy and having fun. She loves to make life worthwhile by doing all the things that make her happy as much as possible. It just doesn't make sense to her why anyone would live their life any other way. To her, happiness and fun come easily with no problems whatsoever. She loves to make others happy too. In fact, it's almost a life goal of sorts. Whether she succeeds in this is another story, but she'll never give up once she's put her mind to it. She won't leave until she sees and permanent smile on your face.
Caroline is a little more than obsessed with some television shows. The ones she is currently attached to are Doctor Who, Supernatural, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Glee, Big Bang Theory, and the like. She's also an avid anime watcher, often sitting in her room alone at night having anime marathons. Not only that, but she's a huge geek when it comes to superhero movies. Caroline loves all things Iron Man and she has an obvious crush on Robert Downey Junior. This also helps feed her Sherlock Holmes fangirling. Holmes is her role-model and she would love to someday write such a good, well-round character herself.
Though her life may not have been too tough or dramatic, Caroline has loved every minute of it. She loves all the sad moments, all the happy ones, and all the ones in between. Sure, at the time they weren't anything to marvel at, but now, as she looks back on them, she couldn't imagine her life any other way. There were times she wished hadn't happened: losing sight of her parents, some breakups, fights with friends. But, in the end, she acknowledges them as good things. Without them, she wouldn't be the person she is now. And, really, Caroline wouldn't want to be anyone else. She's content with who she is and the decisions she's made.

I think that I've given up on trying to make the world a better place.

Because it's already beautiful. We just need a little time to realize that.
Caroline really dislikes it when people are not original. She believes that everyone should be unique in their own ways. Really, this is her reason for just about everything that she does. She’s a firm believer that people should not conform to the way that society thinks and that they should perceive the world in the way that they want. If they don’t do that, then they are lost. And, actually, this may be why she does what she does: she doesn’t want to lose herself while everyone else is doing the same.
As would be expected from Caroline, she really hates when people are upset or unhappy. Just the thought of someone not being at their best is enough to make even her upset. Really, she just wants everyone to live their life the way that they want to. This goes for her as well. If something bad happens, she tries her absolute hardest not to let it get her down. It’s almost one of her rules: if something goes wrong, don’t let it stop you. So far, that has helped her get through a lot.
One thing that Caroline hates to be is bored. Whenever she has nothing to do, she immediately starts to think of ways to keep herself entertained so that she doesn’t have to fall into an everlasting stupor of boredom. The sole time she’s become so bored that she could think of literally nothing else to do was when she went to the doctor’s by herself and had no clue what to do. In that next moment, she was beyond glad to get her shots.
Caroline, being a vegetarian, does not care for meat. Unlike some vegetarian’s, she just simply does not care for it. She doesn’t have a real amazing reason for it - she didn’t suffer a childhood trauma or ever felt the need to save animals - it just doesn’t taste good to her. Even fish, which some vegetarians do not consider a bad thing to eat, does not suit her fancy. It’s just not something she likes.

But even if I want this to be right and even if I want to be happy,

Don't tell me it's okay when it's not. I don't want this life to be a lie.

While most mutants histories are sad and depressing, Caroline's is not. Growing up in a small town in West Virginia, Caroline lived a happy normal life for her first two years. Everything was as it should have been: nice parents, three happy, older siblings, a place to sleep, food on the table, everything was in line. However, things changed one day.

It had been a day like any other. The family had gone out on an outing to the amusement park, something they did quite frequently. Caroline, being only two years old, went on the smallest of the rides and was enjoying herself. Enjoying herself so much in fact that she somehow managed to slip away from her parents. Her reason could have been as simple as seeing something over on the other side of the park. But whatever her reason was, it changed her life forever.

As Caroline wandered the amusement park alone, she ran into Edward Robinson. Unknowing of who the man was or what dastardly deeds lay behind his shady eyes, Caroline innocently asked for directions. For directions to where was unknown. All that was discovered was that he instead hauled her into the experiments, turning her life in a new direction entirely.

As one would expect, the experiments were hardly anything pleasant. In fact, they were quite painful. It took time and energy to put what was necessary into giving Caroline the powers Robinson had planned for her. He hoped to make her a dimensionist, able to change things in the world. However, the task was too much for Robinson as he soon ran out of time. As soon as he'd gotten her to change the way people perceive the world, the outbreak occurred and Caroline was thrown back into the world. This time though, she was thrown into foster care.

With experimentations forgotten and powers shut away, Caroline went on with her life as it was. For a while, she wasn't very happy with being in foster care and, though she didn't remember her family, she knew she had to have one somewhere. Eventually, at the age of six, she found that family. It hadn't been the one she'd been expecting in the slightest, but it was a family nonetheless.

The Chambers were a group of people forged from years of foster care adoptions. The family would foster a child for a while and then, if they saw fit, they'd take in the child as their own. The only thing was that they always saw fit. Every kid they'd fostered had become one of their own, resulting in a house full of children. Caroline had been no different. After staying with the family for a good year, they finally took her under wing, giving her a room to share. The girl she roomed with was named Valerie and the two hit it off right away. It was almost as if they had an unspoken connection with one another.

Caroline lived her life happily in the Chamber's home, taking their name as her own and forging bonds with every kid there. She developed her own hobbies of reading and writing, video gaming and movie watching. Times were good for Caroline and they still are as she continues to live out her life in her little safe haven of a house. However, whether or not it's really safe is another question.

Mr. & Mrs. Chambers
Love: ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤♡♡ ░ Ages: 27; 29 ░ Status: Alive
Love: ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤♡ ░ Ages: 16 ░ Status: Alive

Lost in the playground, late night nostalgia. Open the sky for me.
Friends round the fire, outside in December. Open the sky for us all.
I'm like a kid who just won't let it go, turning all the colors in rows.
I'm so intent to find out what it is because this is my Rubik's cube.
I know I will figure it out.❞

message 12: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Still don't like....

message 13: by cecilia (new)

cecilia | 1237 comments O.O
You're dramatic.

message 14: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) :P Okay. Hahaha XD
Me and my dramatic self.
ANYWHOOOOO, should we start this, like, after they've been dating for a while or, like, first kiss? or something else or.... I have no idea XD

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cecilia | 1237 comments Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
First date.
Then we can enjoy it :3
and live it again when their first actual date rolls around XD

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cecilia | 1237 comments

[ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ]
Edwin Jace Lewis
[ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ] Ed

[ ᴀɢᴇ ] Seventeen years of maturity { 17 }
[ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ/ᴛɪᴍᴇ/ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ] October 13/5:38 PM/Manchester, England
[ ʜᴏᴍᴇᴛᴏωɴ ] New York City

[ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ] Male
[ sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ] Heterosexual
[ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ] Single, not open for request

[ ᴘᴏωᴇʀ ] →→ Fear Manipulation ←←
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[ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ] ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ: ғʀᴀɴᴄɪsᴄᴏ ʟᴀᴄʜᴏωsᴋɪ

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[ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ]
ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋs ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏᴘᴇɴ
Ed is so easy to read, his secrets are known better to the general population than they are to himself. Ed hardly knows himself, yet everyone else seems able to calculate him quickly. Ed is easy to read, predictable. Quite honestly, Ed has never tried to hide anything. He lets people figure him out quickly, as to avoid any problems in the future. Not only is he a figurative open book, he's a bookworm, too. Ed will read anything you put in front of his face, from government articles to newspapers to high fantasy. If you can read it, Ed will have it.

sᴛᴀɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ
Ed adores people, stated simply. He'll talk to anyone, become anyone's friend. No matter what you've done, he'll forgive and forget it. No one will receive special treatment from him, because in his mind, everyone is an equal. Race, gender, sexuality, religion, none of it matters to him. Why should things like that change who he wants to be friends with? Ed is very open-minded, easy-going, and loyal. He'll stand by you if you do the same.

"ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ωᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ," ~ ᴅᴇᴍɪ ʟᴏᴠᴀᴛᴏ
Ed may be sweet, but he's tougher than nails. He's been through hell and back, and it's the one thing that people can't see the first time the look at him. Despite the fact that Ed is completely and utterly broken, he refuses to let that get to him. Ed believes that nothing can hurt him anymore, and he's right, in a way. Ed doesn't let anything hurt him but the things in his past, and himself. Sure, sometimes the words people say about him will hurt, but when it comes down to it, Ed isn't easily hurt, at least not visibly. Sure, he may seem strong on the outside, but it's just a very cleverly built facade that hides his internal sadness.

"ωᴇ'ʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ, ғʀᴇᴇ, ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ," ~ ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ sωɪғᴛ
Ed, despite everything you may see or think of him, is quite fun. Even if he is depressed about some things, knows how to have fun. He doesn't mean the danger fun, like drugs and the like, but good, old fashioned fun. He can brighten up someone's day just by walking into it and starting a conversation with them. Ed can start a party with just a few words. He's charismatic, sweet, and caring, easy to befriend. Ed is free-spirited, well, behaved, and gentlemanly. The perfect guy, in a sense.

[ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ]
"ωʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ᴀɴɢʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴀʀᴇs."

Ed's parents were where the whole mess that is his life began. It's a truly tragic story, what happened to Ed's family. Every last bit of it is a tragedy.

It started when Rosaline Simon and Jasper Lewis, high school sweethearts, married at the age of eighteen. Their marriage was short and sweet, long enough to conceive Ed, and then divorce after six months of pregnancy. Rosaline would admit that marrying Jasper was a mistake, but as she held her newly born son in her arms as she took her last breaths, she knew that it had been worth it.

Rosaline had been holding her beautiful boy in her arms, for the first--and last--time. She'd been in perfect health, so she'd been given a few moments of privacy with her son... and his father. Jasper had been allowed in to see the boy, as he was the father, even though he wasn't awarded custody of his son. The room had been empty except for the three of them; mother, father, and son.

The moment had been peaceful, almost calming. Rosaline had never been happier, or so oblivious. Without warning, Jasper pulled a knife on his ex-wife, her baby still cradled to her chest, and slit her throat in a simple fluid motion. Blood coated both his wife and his son's body, though the life was leaving Rosaline quickly. She managed to swat feebly at his knife one time, sending it clattering across the room before he could finish the deed, cause enough damage to actually kill her, but Jasper still managed to wrench his infant son from her bloody arms and slip out of the hospital while Rosaline fought to cling onto her life.

Jasper raised his son as his own, escaping the courts all over the world with ease. No one ever managed to catch up with them, and properly hand over Ed to his now healthy mother, though she wasn't so happy. Ed grew up with the notion that living on the run was normal, and that the government was to be feared, hated.

Though running with his father didn't last long at all. At the age of two, they'd been running through the woods, and eventually stumbled across a hidden laboratory. Ed was quickly taken from his father, on claims that they were returning Ed to his proper mother, proper guardian. However, after Jasper fled the scene, Ed wasn't given to his mother.

He was thrown into the experiments.

Edward Robinson had tried and failed many times to try and create a mutant who could manifest someone's worst fear and make them think it was real. Each failure had ceased to exist, though with Ed, Robinson had a good feeling. After six months of rigorous experimentation, he finally cracked it, and Ed's powers functioned properly. However, there were still a few fine tunings to be done--critical ones--that never got made, because of the breakout interference.

Not remembering any of this, Ed was thrown into foster care, though he was quickly adopted at the age of five and a half years, by a seemingly clean slated family. Rather, it was Jasper in disguise, who'd miraculously managed to find his son. Ed didn't remember his father, but he knew he was bad news from the moment he'd seen his smile. Jasper's smile wasn't kind like a father's was supposed to be; it was a smile that gave him nightmares.

Jasper Lewis relocated to NYC in hopes to hide away in a larger city, and he was right to do that. Soon enough, the Lewis's were forgotten, disappeared into society. Even Rosaline had stopped looking for her son after so long, remarried, and had a child of her own. But one day, at the age of nine, Ed grew tired of the constant beatings, the jeers, leers, nightmares, taunts, and jabs. He was a little boy who'd done nothing wrong, yet his father abused him endlessly.

In the end, Ed's powers came out without trouble, causing his father to become so afraid that he was rendered paralyzed. Unsure of what to do, Ed bolted. Ran for help, down the streets, screaming and crying.

But in the big, bustling city, no one noticed.


message 17: by cecilia (last edited Jul 06, 2014 09:01AM) (new)

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[ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ] Years later, Ed was still on the streets. He'd joined the hoards of homeless, and the streets of the rowdy New York City were his home.

That is, until one day he was caught rummaging through trash cans, and Isiah found him. Isiah was a kind old man of roughly ninety or so. His greasy hair had clearly once been blacker than night, but by then, it was white and stringy. The old man's eyes were clouded over with the years, and now rendered blind, the old man's ears were spectacular. Ed remembered the day Isiah had found him so clearly it couldn't possibly have been years ago.

It had been cold, very cold. Ed had been freezing in his small, undersized sweater. Rummaging through trash cans, either for something warmer to wear or something to eat, Isiah had seen him with his fading vision. A few hours later, Ed had been sitting on the old man's couch, freshly showered, dressed, and with hot cocoa and food, followed by a promise that he could stay as long as he needed.

And ten year old Ed had been happy then, in that moment. For once, someone would take care of him, the way it was supposed to be with a child, who wasn't supposed to be expected to take care of themselves.

A year passed, in which Ed learned to read, write, do all the other things normal students did, and more. It was already blatantly clear to Isiah that the young boy was beyond bright, and lived well below his means. It had been a few days after Isiah's ninety third birthday, a cold winter night, when the old man finally died.

Ed was alone again.

The poor boy was so tired of being left, being forgotten, that this time, he stayed in the house, and didn't leave. Why should he leave? He had right to be here just as much as anyone else did. It was only when the electricity turned off, the plumbing quit, and child protection services pried Ed from the couch where he'd first met Isiah, that Ed acknowledged that he was alone again.

Later that day, half of the people who'd dragged him out were insane with fear, and strangely, Ed was calm.

This time, when Ed went back into the adoption program, he stayed there. Ed didn't get adopted, and everyone he knew at the orphanage left him just like that. All orphans there knew that once you were a teenager, your chances of getting adopted were slimmer than slim. Ed made it all the way to seventeen unadopted. Six years.

Though somewhere around age thirteen, Ed started hating his life. All of it. Everyone always left him, no one ever stuck around, and no one cared. He doubted anyone would even notice if he just disappeared. It started out as the normal teenager attitude; "no one cares about me," "I don't fit in," and the like, but left untouched, left to grow, he started to believe it. No one ever stopped to ask him if he was okay when he stopped talking, eating, or sleeping. No one noticed that there were times he didn't come out of his room for weeks, not even for food.

So, by the time Ed hit fifteen, he was completely and utterly depressed, bordering on suicidal. What was the point in living if no one even noticed him there, hating every moment of it? For a while, Ed managed to keep it together, looking healthy, acting normal, but later, it started getting harder and harder to keep that up.

Even though Ed's school life was pretty decent; good grades, decent teachers, and no one really disliked him, per se, Ed still hated everything about his life. He didn't have any friends, and being an orphan was tough enough by itself. Being made fun of for that made everything worse.

Ed couldn't stand that he got bullied because he'd never been adopted, which wasn't his fault. Ed hated everything about his life, every moment of it. He spent all of his waking hours alone, with no one. No one even wanted to talk to him. His sleeping hours were filled with horrifying nightmares that had him waking up screaming.

And still, no one noticed that he was clearly depressed.

Ed soon grew suicidal. How could he go on if no one was there to help him survive? There was nothing worth living for, in his mind. All there was was darkness, nothing but.

The first attempt to take his life was feeble, poorly thought out, a miserable fail that couldn't have possibly taken his life.

Still, no one had noticed.

Ed had been in the process of plotting his third attempt at suicide when a new girl showed at the orphanage. His age, sweet, caring, and attentive. Elodie had been beyond what he could ever hope for, yet somehow, she noticed Ed. He remembered the day clearly.

Ed was curled up in a chair in the front room, and from all appearances, he was doing homework. But no, in reality, he was planning. Planning how on earth he could possibly take his life, without failure this time. His plan was foolproof, really. And then the door had opened, and a beautiful girl entered.

Elodie had been at the orphanage a few days; Ed had heard whispers of a new girl. Though he'd never seen her, he'd heard she was beautiful.

The rumors were true.

The girl smiled at him, and it had been dazzling, gorgeous. There was no makeup on her beautiful face; blonde hair, blue eyes, and perfect pale skin. Elodie had been stunning in every way, though it hadn't been her appearance that caught his eye.

It had been the fact that she'd sat down next to Ed the moment she saw him, smiled sweetly, and struck up a conversation with him. That's what made him remember her.

That's what caused him to abandon his thoughts of suicide and rip up his plans.

Months had passed, and Ed realized eventually that he didn't think of Elodie as just a friend. No, he'd fallen completely and hopelessly in love with her. And after a while, he'd realized she had fallen in love with him, too.

Ed and Elodie were the couple everyone had seen coming, everyone thought was far too cute; they were the perfect couple stereotype.

After six months of dating, Ed and Elodie were inseparable, quite honestly. Ed was much happier, less depressed, and never alone. His life had turned for the better, and for once, he was completely happy. No memories of his past haunted him. Sure, the nightmares never left, but they were bearable now, because he knew that no matter what, he'd always have someone. Elodie would never leave him.

Until the field trip that Ed and Elodie decided to take, one of the international ones that the school offered. This one was a trip to the beach, one down in Florida.

Ed's life fell apart on the last day of the trip, when they'd been on the beach. He'd left Elodie on the shore for a few moments so he could surprise her with ice cream. He didn't think that all hell would break loose the moment he left.

A mass shooting, killing every civilian on the beach, before the shooter shot himself.

Ed had heard gunshots, so he sprinted back to the shoreline, hoping he'd imagined it. Carrying ice cream, he scanned the shoreline for Elodie. She was just where he'd left her, all right, but clearly she'd moved before. Because she was covered in blood when Ed saw her next. The ice cream cones fell from his hands, and he dropped to his knees beside her.

But she was gone. The last words on her lips had been his name, and the word 'murdered.'

And then the life had sputtered out of Elodie, and there was nothing left but a cold body that he couldn't let go. No one could drag him away from Elodie, no one. Anyone who came close to him ran away, screaming in fear. Surprisingly, Ed wasn't afraid anymore. He was just angry, and ready to lose his mind, and take his life, this time for real.

That was a month ago, and now the school year is coming to a close, and Ed is plotting the best way to take his life. The only question is how. How to do it? Because it would have to be foolproof; Ed wouldn't be able to stand another failure. He'd already failed to save all the people he loved: his mother, Isiah, Elodie, all of them. He couldn't fail to rejoin them.


message 18: by cecilia (last edited Jul 06, 2014 09:01AM) (new)

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[ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ]
※ Power: Ed's power, the ability to induce fear in the victim, makes him fear nothing. He knows that if he's in a bad situation, somehow, miraculously, he can stop the madness with a touch, and then they're horrified of nothing. He doesn't know exactly what this is, but he knows how to use it to his advantage.
Secret Keeping: Ed has become quite good at keeping secrets over the years. No one except himself knows everything there is to know about him, and he plans to keep it that way. Most people don't even know his basic story.
Charisma: Ed is quite charming when he's in a good mood. His charisma is enchanting to everyone who encounters him, though Ed never uses it to his advantage.
Planning: Over the years, Ed has learned to plan very well. Planning everything from escapes to suicide attempts, he's quite the thinker.
Making Friends: Ed is very good at making friends, even though he doesn't allow himself to get too close to them. He wouldn't want them to get hurt, in any way, shape, or form, and that's all getting close to him would bring.

[ ωᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ]
※ Downsides: Ed cannot use his ability without some downsides. His powers change his relaxed energy, either strengthening it or sending him into panic. This means he will become so calm he is indifferent to everything, or so afraid even the smallest words will set him off.
History: Ed isn't good at history, of any type. In school, he finds it boring and hard to focus on, hard to remember. His own history makes him weak, which he dislikes immensely.
Sadness: Ed cannot handle being sad, not in the slightest. When he gets sad, his thoughts immediately go in the wrong direction.
Loneliness: Ed has never dealt well with being alone. He's constantly unable to remain alone, due to the fact that being alone will cause his thoughts to wander in the wrong direction.
People: Ed is actually quite good with people, however, he doesn't like getting close to them because he's constantly afraid of hurting them. Thus, this is one of his weaknesses. The constant longing for friends, though the inability to have them.

[ ʟɪᴋᴇs ]
※ Avatar: The Last Airbender: Though Ed isn't a fan of television, he enjoys this show to no end. In the orphanage, many of the children watched this show, so Ed often finds himself watching it with them.
Sleeping: Ed enjoys sleep mostly because its his escape from reality. Even though his dreams are horrible, they're not always real, so he is almost okay with them.
Reading: Ed and reading get along perfectly because none of it is real. Fiction is something he enjoys, as the stories always end well, and everything is false. None of is is messed up like his life.
Quiet Rooms: Quiet rooms are Ed's favorite places because there usually aren't any people in there. No people to hurt, no people to hurt him.
Being alone: Ed doesn't exactly like being alone, as he always wants friends, but he prefers it because he fears hurting people.

[ ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ]
※ Guns: Ed despises guns with all of his heart. He can't stand the thought that someone has the ability to take someone else's life with the simple pull of a trigger, the same way someone did to Elodie, without even thinking twice.
Death: Ed cannot handle death, because he's had so much of it in his life. The death of another person he cares about would utterly demolish him, and he can't handle it.
Meat: Ed is a vegetarian, mostly because he despises the thought of killing something to eat for his own gain. Ed despises death, so he doesn't entertain the thought of death for food.
Ice Cream: Ed has a strong disliking for ice cream due to the fact that he blames it for Elodie's death. No matter how it tastes, he has a large aversion to it. He thinks of it as deadly, because if he hadn't been out to buy ice cream on that fateful day, he would have died along with Elodie, and he wouldn't be suffering now.
Heavy Metal: Ed likes music as much as the next guy, but he can't stand heavy metal music. He founds it loud and obnoxious, and irritating to the ears.

[ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ]
※ Jasper Lewis || Rating: 2/10 || Relationship Standing: Poor
Jasper is Ed's biological father, who's standing with Ed is quite poor. After neglecting him, beating him, abusing him, and much more, Ed doesn't trust his father in the slightest. The only thing keeping him from being absolutely despised is the fact that he fed and housed his son.
Rosalind Simon || Rating: -- || Relationship Standing: --
Rosalind is Ed's biological mother, though he never knew her. His father attempted to murder her the first and last time she'd ever held him in her arms. He doesn't know his mother, so his standing with her is unknown.
Isiah Lee || Rating: 9/10 || Relationship Standing: Deceased
Isiah is an old man that took Ed in in his childhood. Even though he is not related to Ed by blood, the boy considers him to be family.

[ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ]
※ Speaks with a British accent, which endears anyone who stops to talk to him.
※ Ed is left side dominant.
※ Speaks five languages: English, German, French, Latin, and Spanish

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message 19: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) M'kay! First date sounds amazing :) Location?

message 20: by cecilia (new)

cecilia | 1237 comments I love Edolineeeeeee.
Heh. Uhhhh... I dunnooo...

message 21: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Me toooo :)
What about, like, Central Park or Times Square? :3

message 22: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Oh! Or maybe the bowling alley. That would be fun.

message 23: by cecilia (new)

cecilia | 1237 comments Times Square O.O
And are we still gonna have the mutant element or is it just gonna be pure edoline?

message 24: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) We could just go pure Edoline if you like. :) Then in the actual RP, we could insert the mutant stuff to spice it up a little so it's no a complete rerun.

message 25: by cecilia (new)

cecilia | 1237 comments That's what I was thinking toooooo ;3 XD XD

message 26: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Awesome! Let's do it! :D
...... Who should start? Lol.

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cecilia | 1237 comments Ehhhhh.
Can we keep the posts semi short?
That way we can reply faster/more often XD

message 28: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Yesh, I would love that. How short you thinking? Like, one or two lines or just a nice paragraph. I could totally do with a short one -o-

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cecilia | 1237 comments Like four line ish. Not long, but not short XD

message 30: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) That would be absolutely perfect ^_^ Anything over that and I think I'll end up killing myself. But, yeah, sounds perfect!

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cecilia | 1237 comments I don't have time for another long RP XD XD

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janelle (sungkew) Trust me, I don't either. I have, like, more than nine going right now and it's killing me.

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cecilia | 1237 comments I can imagine zomg

message 34: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Dat template. Whoa. I like the new one I did for Carrie better.
Anywho, where should we start dis, bro?

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cecilia | 1237 comments You'll live. XD XD
First date?
Or like a little while in when they have their first kiss or what?

message 36: by janelle (new)

janelle (sungkew) Right. That would be cute with the kiss thingy. Yeah, I say we do that. Like, I don't know where it would happen, but it would be adorbs.

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cecilia | 1237 comments Aie XD okie. So like a few weeks few dates in. Hehe. Carrie is still oblivious I Ed's secret.
It should be new year's eve, times square.
And then he needs to kiss her when the ball drops.

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janelle (sungkew) That would be adorabllslslslssls.
Let's do that.
You want to start or should I?
I dun knooooow.

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cecilia | 1237 comments Hehehe XD I thought thatd be fun
Your posts are perfect

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janelle (sungkew) It would be.
You're funny.
Okay. Give me a few minutes to do... Stuff.

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cecilia | 1237 comments Okie! Take your time!

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janelle (sungkew) Times Square certainly was beautiful this time of year. With the bright lights and the excitement chiming in the air like a lighthearted bell, Caroline couldn't have felt more happy. She'd always been in love with the thought of New Year's Eve -- with the idea of a brand new start in a brand new year. But this time, Caroline was determined to make it special. And what more special way was there than to be standing her under the bright lights of the city with Ed by her side? Caroline certainly couldn't think of one. Giving a little hop as she stared up at the infamous place where the ball would drop, she tried to contain her excitement as she glanced over at her friend. "It's going to drop soon!" She exclaimed, nearly read to die with happiness. It had been a long while since Caroline had seen this in person and she wasn't about to miss this, even if she did have a ten or twenty minute wait until it was actually the new year. But oh well. That was just Caroline.

((Meh. I tried.))

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cecilia | 1237 comments Ed couldn't help the grin on his lips, partially because of the contagious excitement running through the crowd, and partially because of the grin on Carrie's face. If he'd thought she was pretty before, with an excited grin like this, he'd never seen anything quite as beautiful. "Do you have any idea where we're going?" Ed asked cluelessly. Despite the fact that he lived down here, he'd never been out to see the ball drop, aside from through the window in his bedroom with Angel, from which you could just barely see it if you squinted. This was the real deal, though, and Ed was completely and totally lost in the crowd. He laced his fingers tightly through Carrie's, unwilling to lose her. "Because I really don't have a clue in the slightest..." He ran his free fingers through his hair, adjusting his jacket mindlessly. Crowds weren't his thing...

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janelle (sungkew) "Kind of." Caroline replied with the same bright grin on her lips as she weaved through the crowd, wanting get as close as possible to where all the fun would be. She knew all the fun things that were set up around this area: singers, dancers, entertainers everywhere just for the soul purpose of getting everyone pumped up for the main event. Caroline could definitely say that she was pumped. "I think we can get closer if we cut through here." She felt the presence of Ed's hand in hers as she kept walking, trying to squeeze her way in between the wall of a too close building and a several hundred people. She kind of wished that there weren't so many people out, but then again, that would spoil the atmosphere, wouldn't it? Couldn't have a party without tons of people, right?

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cecilia | 1237 comments Ed's eyes widened at the size of the gap she wanted to squeeze through to get closer to the excitement--whoever it was performing tonight--though by some miracle of nature, he made it work. "I can't believe we're actually here," he mumbled in awe, finally managing to actually reach her side rather than be dragged along by his fingers. He tugged on the sleeves of his shirt, checking quickly to make sure they covered his wrists. "And not just watching on TV. All these years in New York City and I've never actually come down here... Depressing, right?" Ed smiled optimistically--for once, he actually felt kind of happy. Hope for a new year, a better year. Even though he didn't want to see much of the year, he could hope for it to be better, for Angel. "There's so many people here. If we get lost, we're screwed."

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janelle (sungkew) "Incredibly depressing." Caroline spoke as Ed came up beside her, his smile contagious and lighting up one of her own. "You haven't lived until you've seen the ball drop in person. It's awesome-sauce." Okay, so maybe she didn't really know if that was absolutely true -- she'd only been here once or twice when she was a kid -- but she remembered it... for the most part. She knew a few or her older brothers and sisters would remember it better than her, but she didn't really mind having the fading memory of it that she had. As long as she could remember the essentials, she was good. "And we're not going to get lost. We just have to follow the huge crowd of people walking around here and we'll be fine." She gave his hand a little squeeze, eager to make her way to the very front of where the excitement was. If that included pushing through a few people to get there, well it was all in the excitement of the day.

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cecilia | 1237 comments Ed laughed slightly, though he nodded at her words. If she thought she could get them wherever it was they were going, he wasn't going to object. It's not like he knew their destination any better. "Follow the crowd?" Ed echoed thoughtfully. "I suppose that will keep us from getting trampled, won't it?" He honestly trusted that the crowd would get them in the right direction, though Ed wouldn't object to knowing precisely where he was going. Oh well. He'd live. "You excited, Carrie?" He called over the roar of the crowd, sensing that she was happy about something more than usual.

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janelle (sungkew) A small laugh escaped Caroline's lips as she heard the words that Ed used, her smile taking on even more joy than it held previously -- if that was possible. She was having the time of her life here tonight under the stars with all these people and the boy she'd come to know as her friend. "Hopefully." Caroline joked, her mood getting lighter and lighter by the second. If she had to say, Caroline would simply blame it on the wondrous feeling this night brought to her every year, but that wasn't the truth. She definitely thought that Ed had a lot to do with it. He just had that effect on her. "Of course I'm excited." Caroline told him as she stopped with her walking for a moment, turning to face him in the mist of the crowd. He was so much taller than her, but she didn't mind. She could still gaze up into his eyes and that was all that mattered. "Aren't you?"

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cecilia | 1237 comments "Just as excited as you," Ed promised with a lopsided grin as his words sunk in. He was watching the ball drop in Times Square... Wasn't that pretty much the dream of every human being to ever live? And here he was, acting as if it meant nothing. Come on, it was New Year's Eve, the least he could do was be appreciative if the fact that he'd get to see a new year, even if he didn't want to. "Maybe even more excited," he added, putting emphasis on the competitive word in that sentence: more. As if Ed could be more excited than Carrie; he didn't get excited. He didn't really feel anything anymore, to be honest. He'd built up so much armor that he couldn't feel anything at all. "Come on, Carrie, only a few more minutes!"

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janelle (sungkew) Smiling at his excitement, Caroline let all her happiness flood out of her being and into the air around her. There was a bright smile on her face and she actually let out a small chuckle, though it was more of an amused releasing of breath than anything. For a moment, she stood there watching him the happiness that she wasn't second guessing -- she couldn't have known what was plaguing him anyways -- before she nodded and started walking again. The crowd had begun to clear just a bit, much to the blonde girl's joy, and they were making there way easier now. She wanted to get right up in the front of the crowd towards where the ball dropped. She knew that it was unlikely that the two actually get incredibly close, but she was still hoping. To make this the best New Year's Eve for the best of them, she had to only hope.

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