Also Alptraum = Nightmare.

Nightmare [n]: 1) A frightening or unpleasant dream; 2) A very unpleasant experience

Name: Ness Alptraum

Age: 14 (?)

Height: 162 cm

Build: Not frail, not muscular, very average but with nice arms from playing baseball.

Hair: Black and a little bit messy. Often covered by his hat.

Eyes: Very dark blue.

Job: Unemployed || Deals with information

Quote: “Let’s go, we can do this everyone!” || “Ness… It hurts. Ness Ness Ness Ness. It feels… good.”

Additional information: In a way, Ness exists because people created him. He is what people fear, what people hate. He is their darkest wish, given form. In the beginning, he was a formless mass of energy, twisting and turning inside nothingness, the space between the dimensions. Until his powers grew to strong and people were able to see him.

One of the people that saw him didn’t run off screaming the second they saw him was a little boy with a cheerful smile, messy hair and a love for baseball. And they mass and the boy befriended each other, spending day after day together until the days turned into weeks and into months and into years until the little boy grew too old to talk to his friend anymore.

His death was not something the personification of hate, despair, fear and anger could handle. He had loved that human, in his own way, even though with his mere presence, he has chased all the happiness in that boys life away. And the boy didn’t hate him in return.

So, driven by unholy anguish, he finally gave himself a physical form. Messy hair. Happy smile. The form of the boy when they had first met. But his best friend was gone, his only friend. It left it scars behind. Being made of all negative emotions didn’t help and in the end, the formless mass cracked. Somehow, he was Ness, that boy who had been his friend, and at the same time, he was a hateful being, haunted by every shadow.

He grew violent. He killed whoever dared to come across him. But a little bit of Ness’ personality was still within him. That chipper smile, the kind gestures. And it grew. Until there were two in one body.

The Nightmare pulled himself out of control. His friend was back, wasn’t he? So why deny him the body he needed?

They are now stuck in the same body, Ness in charge while the Nightmare lurks. But sometimes, the dark emotions grow too strong and come out, usually leaving destruction in it’s dust.

Inventory:

- Baseball bat ~ Used to play baseball. However, there are faint traces of blood on it.

- Hat ~ Accessory, worn on ones head. This one is a nice dark red. When checked, the red colour will turn out to be blood.

Themes:

-/- No themes added yet.

For this entry, I actually wanted a thoughtful title but it just sounds cheesy. Oh well. It doesn’t matter. XD; It’s just a title.

I just… want to talk a little bit. About many, many things.

Have you ever felt like crying, even when you’re in the middle of a street or in school or with friends? No matter where you are? There’s this sudden urge to stop and just cry a little bit? For no reason?

Well, maybe you’re happy, maybe you’re sad. But you can’t help that urge, you feel like sobbing and whimpering and just crying?

Yeah.

It’s weird. This usually happens to me when I’m playing videogames. It’s no secret that I love games more than anything when it comes to my hobbies, aside perhaps from rping.

I’ve cried at the end of Persona 3: FES. That was when my sister wasn’t home and I finally played the whole game by myself. I made all the decisions by myself. I hung out with friends, trained, talked to my team members. I loved being Minato. In a way, he was always alone. And at the same time, someone was always there. Maybe lurking in the depths of his mind, maybe when he was talking with his friends. He lived his life to the fullest and for that, I envy him.

He was strong enough to make the decision of accepting death as a part of himself and that it was what would await him sooner or later. And for him, it came sooner. He lived after he was supposed to die, he lived for his friends. He kept his promise he made with them.

And then he died. No regrets. He was happy.

And I cried so hard. Just remembering this brings tears to my eyes. I loved that boy. More than I have ever loved a main character before. He’ll always be my hero too. And considering that in canon, Persona 3 takes place this year… I’ll keep thinking about him. Heck, maybe I’ll even plan my days like him. Just… I want something to remember him by.

He influenced my life a lot.

Talking about influence, there’s another game that influenced me before I even played it.

Mother 2.

That game is just brilliant. It is so simple that it’s complex, it’s so happy that it’s already scary.

You play a boy, just a boy. He doesn’t fight with a sword, he has no heavy armor. He only has his bat, his normal clothes and his psychokinetic powers. He gets homesick from time to time, he leaves his home because he knows that it’s the right thing to do, to safe the world.

His friends are no different. Paula fights with a Frypan and while she relies on her PSI powers a lot, she’s just a normal, good-hearted girl. She lives with her parents, helps them and is kinder than many of the people in the game together. She has a inner strength and trust that I envy.

Jeff is the only one who can’t use PSI powers but he makes up for that with his intelligence. He has a knack for fixing broken objects, he’s like any other boy. He has his hobbies, he’s good at them and he tries to help others with his gift. He is brave, he leaves his home to help two people he’s never met before just because he can.

Poo… Poo is brave and strong. He knows it’s just duty as a prince but at the same time, he is just a kid like any of the others, he has much to learn. He tries to be wise and thoughtful and does his best to support the people he’s supposed to help, just because he can.

The game’s main theme, if you ask me, is trust. Trust in yourself, trust in your friends and trust that someone… someone will always help you. Even if they don’t know you, you can reach them.

That’s made clear in the final battle of the game. You’re running out of options, your enemy keeps healing himself and there’s nothing left to do but pray.

And you can pray.

Paula is the one with the special ability to pray and in that battle, she makes good use of that ability.

And people actually hear her. They support her. Pray for and with her.

Until the darkness gets so great that no one can hear her prayers anymore.

No one but you.

And you sit there, staring at the screen, crying while you just wish and hope and pray for those children, who have their whole future ahead of them, you wish for them to win and be happy and safe.

And the game allows you to pray. You are, in the end, the one who helps them. You’re the one who makes the difference. You’ve been with those children for a long time, you know them. And the feeling of despair that they might die just makes you cry.

Sometimes, games are the only way I can cry freely, without feeling like an idiot. I don’t like crying in front of other because I don’t want to be weak.

But lately, thanks to certain people and certain games… I have been changing. I’m only human. I can’t grin and bear it all forever. Crying doesn’t solve the problem but that way, all your anger and sadness will find a way to escape. It’s nice.

I don’t even know what I wanted to say anymore when I started this.

But I want to say this, to everyone who read this:

It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to be human. And it’s okay to feel alone. The feeling will go away. Just believe that it will.

The second face.

That’s all for now folks, time for bed for me~

This is actually a part of Robi’s and my own roleplay… But I just wanted to share it with you all. :3 Yes, it’s not really happy. >D I’m already going to hell so let’s add something to the evergrowing list of things I should not do.

EDIT: Written within ten minutes, whoop! XD;;; I need to flesh this out a bit more tomorrow.

It had been cold all day. Snow piled on top of the streets, the roofs and the cars. Everything was covered in that fine white powder.

A fitting day for a funeral. At least that’s what Shizo thought. It was as harsh and cold and nasty as the man that was currently being buried on the graveyard. No, Renji Woodrow had not been a pleasant man. Calculating and serious, the man has always been a picture of perfection. And now… That oh so perfect man had worked himself to death.

Hilarious. Shizo blinked and topped the malicious laugh that tried to escape his throat. What was wrong with him? The death of a human being was not something to laugh about. Especially since Renji had taught Shizo some knacks about handling firewalls.

Shizo counted the days. 9 days. He had been feeling the faint presence for nine days. Usually, he left after he took his medication. It was better this was, for all of them. If King Robin knew what kind of people lived together with his precious son… He’d probably throw a hissy fit. Inwardly, of course since Robin rarely showed his emotions openly.

A man who was just like his father, slowly wokring himself to death.

A child which was connected to the world of water.

A teenager who could hear the endless calls of the dead.

And then… There was Shizo himself. A hacker, a careless person with power over electricity. And…

Missed me? Shizo froze. I know you missed me~ Come on, let me out. I just want to play again. It’s been so long since you’ve locked me away.

“…you’re not real. You don’t exist.”

That’s harsh Shizo~ Espoecially since I’m… you. And you exist, don’t you? So… Of course I exist as well.

Another giggle. Shizo felt like the walls were clsoing in on him again. “Stop it. I won’t let you do this again…! Not after what you did to… to…!” Net… His beloved Net… The kind smile, the gentle touches and those endless blue eyes… A sob forced his way out of Shizo’s throat.

He was delicious, was he not? He didn’t mind us at all… He didn’t yell at you… Or me! What a weak creature… Too bad he’s gone. But still… He’s brother is still around, is he not? We could play with him…

Shizo snarled and stood up, the chair hitting the floor. “Leave Ether alone! He isn’t like Net!”

Of course he isn’t… He’s just a pale imitation… But he’ll break so easily… Now. Go to sleep and let the adults handle this situation little boy…

Shizo’s hand clutched his hand, a soft whimper escaping him. Why wasn’t the medicine working, why weren’t the supressants working, oh gods, he wanted to tell him to run…

-

“Hey Shizo! Where are you?” Ether kicked off his shoes and flicked some wet locks of hair out of his face.

“Kitchen Eth!” A giggle drifted through the air. Ether rolled his eyes. Had Shizo eaten too much sugar again? Really, he had been sure it had all beeen stored away this time…

“Come on Shizo, we’re already late!” Ether walked into the kitchen and frowned. “Why haven’t you changed into your suit yet? We have to leave in… a couple of minutes, Aeka will come to pick us up.”

“Oh yeah, the funeral of Rowen’s little Daddy.  Jeez, humans haven’t changed at all… Haven’t they?” Shizo turned, fingers tracing the blade of the knife absentmindedly.

Ether froze. “…Give him back.”

Another high pitched giggle. “Sorry, this body is mine for now~ And I’m bored. Let’s play little butterfly!”

Electricity crackled through the air. “I know you’re useless without your little undead friends. So… Give me a show little butterfly. Go on. Struggle. It’ll only drive you forward!”

Shizo lunged.

-

“Heeeeey!! Boys! We’re going to be late, seriously! Where are you damn it?!” Aeka kicked the door to the apartment open and sighed. “Seriously, you should be more responsible at your age…” She stopped and blinked. The air smelt weird. Something had been burnt. “Guys? Were you cooking again without someone making sure you didn’t set the kitchen on fire?”

She went to the kitchen and opened the door. “Boooys—… Oh my god.”

Drip. “It’s a nice colour, isn’t it? It suits us all so well…” Shizo looked up, a malicious grin on his face. With a hand, he smudged the blood all over the floor, twisting the knife in Ether’s shoulder with his other hand. “Care to play? It’s been getting boring… He’s not moving anymore~”

Aeka took in the bloody floor, the scattered chairs and the broken window. And the bloodied body of Ether on the floor. The teen appeared to be barely concious. “…Run… Hurry. Tell Rowen…” Shizo smirked at the teen lying on the floor. “Not broken yet little butterfly? I think it’s time to cut off your wings…”

“Tell Rowen… he’s back…”

Aeka stared at the frail looking teen, willing her body to move. “I’ll be back soon Ether.” She knew she wouldn’t stand a chance. Twisting her body, she turned and ran, flipping her cellphone open. “Rowen!! It’s an emergency!”

“Humans… To frail and so easily broken… See? There goes a fingernail… Isn’t it pretty Shizo? What? You’re crying? I thought you liked the colour of the blood… I thought it would remind you of your little ex-boyfriend… No? He was such a doll… So shattered…”

No, Edgeworth will not make a good pet for Phoenix or the other way around and dang it, stop calling Mia kitten Diego or else I’ll really beat the snot out of you in court once I got T&T.

…also: Dear Juan and Matt. Matt especially. Stop bickering in my head when I’m trying to get some sleep. You two are horrible, horrible people and I love you two too much for my own good but… please.

PLEASE. Stop bickering over who gets to top.

Seriously. I hate you two sometimes. T_T;;

…by writing another character profile. Clearly, I must be insane. *chuckles*

And now… Go go go Levi!!

Name: Levi Eliphas

Age: Doesn’t look a day older than 16 but is actually around 24.

Height: 173 cm

Build: Looks like a twig but has nicely trained arms and legs.

Hair: White and messy, looks like he never brushes his hair after a shower.

Eyes: Dark green.

Job: Hunter

Quote: “I don’t know why Lunatics keep following me around. But I’ve found out that they make nice pillows if you feed them rainbow carrots.”

Characteristics:

Levi is quiet unless you ask him to open his mouth. Then he’ll start babbling non-stop. He tends to stare off into space over long periods of time, often getting lost or ending up in the weirdest places. He started in Payon and ended up in Niflheim once when he actually wanted to go to Aldebaran. I honestly have no idea how he managed to do that.

While Levi tends to be an idiot when it comes to interacting with humans, animals seem to hold a special place in his heart. They tend to follow him wherever he goes and the only time you can find him in a serious or really relaxed mood is around animals.

Generally, Levi is a goofy person, the comic relief as one could say. Deep down, he just wants everyone to think that everything’s normal and the world will be a happy place forever. If he can help to spread spiritual peace that way, he’ll gladly do it.

Past:

Levi doesn’t remember a lot concerning his parents. He remembers his fathers warm and big hands and his mothers happy laughter but that’s it. He wasn’t raised by them, he was found by the Icarus Guild Master of Payon when he was around 5 years old. Until then, he’d been living in the forest, living off of herbs and berries. He was unable to talk but proved to be a sharp student and learned how to express himself with words rather easily.

He was always followed by a Lunatic when he trained with his bow, easily making friends with it.

At first, Levi was against learning how to kill animals and monsters. He claimed that he could hear their screams but, realizing that he was causing his adopted father more problems with this, Levi decided to learn to ignore the screams. By now, he’s pretty good at it.

Levi stopped aging once he hit 16 which is the reason why a lot of villagers inside of Payon tend to avoid him. But this is not the only reason: Due to the fact that his father was a Nymph, he inherited a horn on his forehead. Without this horn, he would be unable to communicate with the nature and animals.

Knowing that the people of Payon wouldn’t let him stay forever, he built a small house outside of Payon. He can still be found in Archer Village though, especially on his free days.

Inventory:

Tiny Bell ~ A small bell which makes very high tinkling noises.

Colourful Leaf ~ A leaf which seems to contain all the colours of the world.

Rainbow Carrot(s) ~ A taming item used on Lunatics. However, Levi also enjoys eating them as well.

Themes:

Kanaete ~ Ayatsuri Sakon OST

Battle Hymn of the Soul ~ Persona 3 OST

Chameleon Boy ~ Blue October

Children of the Revolution ~ Moulin Rouge OST

Tub Thumping ~ Various Artists (Now that’s Music! Album)

!Fun Facts:

Eliphas Levi (yes, in that order) actually existed. He held connections to the art of summoning magic back centuries ago. Don’t believe me? Look it up on Wikipedia. *pets Persona 3 for the information*

Name: Yuuichi Nagisu

Age: 15

Height: 168 cm

Hair colour: Blue, wild and messy. He brushes it every day but it tends to curl and twist no matter what he does.

Eye colour: Blue

Quote: “I’m Yuuichi Nagisu…. nice to meet you…”

Personality:

Yuuichi is constantly distracted and off in his own little world. He spaces out a lot and doesn’t pay attention to a lot of things or people. The only time when he actually seems to wake up is either during art or music class. While he isn’t all that talented when it comes to art, he has a rather nice singing voice as well as a hidden passion for playing the piano.

Yuuichi is incredibly calm and a very sleepy person most of the time but if you happen to catch his interest, he’ll pay attention to whatever you do or say and watch out for you in his own little way, be it taking a beating from others for you or preparing lunch and placing it somewhere for you to find.

He also has a soft spot for all kinds of animals, especially cats.

Themes:

Blackbird ~ Beatles

You’re Not Here ~ Silent Hill 3

How the save a life ~ The Frey

Remember Taellin? Both of them? …This is probably going to get a bit complicated now. The person I’ll describe now is neither of them but close to what they are. Could have been. In a different world. In a different universe.

Name: Tael-Lin

Age: 16

Height: 167 cm

Race: Human

Hair colour: Dark blue with light blue bangs/deep red hair with light red bangs

Hair style: Hair is cut in the neck area while the front hair and bangs hit his shoulders. It’s a bit messy and curly on the back of his head.

Eye colour: brownish-gray

Quote: “Have you seen my brother? I’ve lost sight of him…”

Personality:

Tael:

Tael is an incredibly shy teenager. He likes to hide his face behind his scarf, he avoids answering questions with words. He shies back from touch and is generally bad in physical combat because of his clumsiness since he tends to trip over nothing. He’s rarely seen without a book and if you randomly walk up to him to say Hi, Tael will probably just stare at you until you leave.

Due to his shy nature, he is not a people-person and his love for books has turned him into a pretty serious person. If you get past his barrier though, he’s very loyal and reliable, always willing to help out.

Unlike his other half, Tael is incredibly skilled when it comes to magic. His powers focus on water and nature magic, giving him the ability to manipulate plants around him in his favor. He’s more of a defensive fighter that fights in the backrow.

Lin:

Lin is fun-loving, brash and loud. He tends to speak his mind, gets violent easily and has a horrible temper. Unlike Tael, he doesn’t shy back from human touch, he rather enjoys it and is constantly seeking for attention and affection. He’s incredibly protective of his friends and goes as far as taking their side, even if they did something wrong. That why he’s also easy to manipulate. It’s good for Lin though that he actually stops and thinks if it comes to very dangerous situations.

Lin doesn’t mind doing physical labour, he enjoys playing basket ball and soccer. As a very active person, Lin tends to make gestures with his hands while talking to illustrate and underline his words and thoughts.

Lin fights with an axe as opposed to Tael’s magic. He hates books and studying, he tends to let actions speak instead of words.

Note: If Tael or Lin are truly angry, they’re a force to be reckoned with. The magic reacts faster and so the onslaught of spells is hard to avoid while the adrenaline pushes Lin to his limits which makes him faster and more aggressive with his attacks.

Past:

Tael and Lin were originally twins. When they were very young, their parents got into a car accident. Their parents begged the doctors to safe both of their sons and while Tael wasn’t too injured, Lin was close to death. With a new technology, they transferred Lin’s consciousness into Tael’s body.

From that part on, Tael suffered from a kind of MPD: Sometimes, his brother’s conciousness would surface and his hair would turn red instead of blue to signal the switch. However, both are unable to talk to each other.

Their parents, unable to tell their sons that Lin was stuck in Tael’s body, told both of them that their brother had to go away. As both boys grew older, they decided to look for their other half. They left their home, not knowing that the person they were looking for was right beside them all along.

Inventory:

Tome ~ A book filled with runes for magic spells. Lin is unable to read them while Tael has no trouble doing so.

Axe ~ A small axe that is more like a hunting dagger instead of a big and heavy axe. Tael doesn’t know how to handle the weapon while Lin does this rather skillfully.

A bottle of pills ~ A medicine to keep the headaches in check which are a result from their MPD.

Themes:

Never alone – Barlow Girl

Our solemn Hour – Within Temptation

Sunny Side – Croove

It had been a random thought, to walk into the flower shop and to buy flowers to give Tori. She knew that the boy stuck in a girl’s body would probably not know how to take the gesture, maybe he would blush or scoff or just stare or laugh or… So many possibilities.

But how to describe everything she felt for him? There were so many emotions she felt whenever he was around. Maybe… just taking some because of their meaning would do?

The first flower she picked up was a lotus flower. It stood for mystery and truth. They both had their share of secrets they’d come to learn over the amount of time they’d spent with each other. It had been a mystery what their pasts had been like, what they thought about each other. And then they’d shared the truth, still a Swordsman and a Priestess back then. And the distance had suddenly been smaller.

With the smaller distance came affection so she picked up a bundle of ivy, winding them around the lotus flower. Friendship and affection was what the flower represented, the perfect flower for their early friendship. It was so easy to learn from each other, to talk to each other, to make the other laugh or at least crack a smile at a silly joke.

But then Blanchet’s feelings changed. She wanted to make him smile more, wanted to be the only one he ever looked at with such affection… With no small amount of regret, she picked up a jonquil. She had been so pushy and brash and and clingy. She had felt like yelling ‘Love me! Only me!’ whenever he looked at someone else, when she saw that Tori cared about someone else. So selfish… And with her clingyness, she had pushed him away.

Petunia. The flower of resentment and anger. Oh, she had resented him when he had turned her down. Blanchet had felt like crying and yelling and sobbing and screaming, for breaking her heart. But it wasn’t Tori’s fault he didn’t feel that way about her. It had never been his fault. Affection could not be forced.

And then she had forced the distance between them again. Picking up a sweet pea and an absinth, Blanchet remembered that time of grief and sadness. The flowers represented departure and torment of love respectively. They hadn’t talked to each other for a long time while she trained and fulfilled her duties as a High Priestess, drowning herself in work, avoiding him at all costs.

It really took me a long time to get over it. Blanchet mused as she picked up a yarrow. Healing the wounds inflicted upon her heart had taken longer than expected, the hours easily turning into days and days had turned into weeks. And then she’d began thinking about him again. How was Tori doing? Was he well? Had he found new friends? A zinnia was picked up and placed in the basket.

And then they’d talked. It had been a clumsy attempt, she had tripped over her words, probably making him feel uncomfortable by her mere presence. But he’d understood, more or less. Had assured her that it was okay. They would still remain friends. The hydrangea found its way to the other flowers, followed by an iris.

Blanchet picked up two other flowers, two roses, white and pink. They showed that she still loved him dearly and that she would forever do so. She wouldn’t shower him with affection anymore, would try not to be as pushy and clingy anymore. She would be his friend but nothing more unless he wanted her to be.

In the end, she picked up a last flower. The flower that represented Tori most. His aura, his words, his gestures.

A magnolia. Pure dignity and splendid beauty.

—

Information taken from:

http://www.iflorist.com/en/gifts/meaning/

Name: Naoto Amano

Age: 14

Height: 157 cm

Build: Hides a frail and pale body behind his clothes

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Brown

Job: Ninja

Quote: “…I hate females.”

Characteristics:

True to his quote, Naoto hates females. He despises them and is often cruel, brash and nasty when talking to them. He’s gets along with people who accept his moody and grouchy attitude. Behind all the grouchiness and the sulking, Naoto is actually a shy boy with his own insecurities. He doesn’t know how to deal with them so Naoto lets them out on others, resulting in his cold and careless attitude when it comes to other people.

Once you get past his uncaring nature, he can be a decent guy to talk to. He listens to pretty much his friends concern themselves with and gives them advice if they ask it of him. Naoto doesn’t mind listening to others as long as it’s not mindless chatter about this and that. He grew up learning to despise gossip.

Past:

Naoto was a sheltered kid, living with his father a little bit away from Amatsu. He rarely left his father’s side since the man was blind, the young boy only left the house when he had to earn some money by washing dishes or other small job. He loved his father dearly since his mother died giving birth to him. Naoto was always serious about what he did and antisocial. Instead of playing with other children his age, he studied books and played games like chess with himself.

Or at least that’s how it looked like to an outsider. Naoto inherited his fathers soullink power, giving him the ability to hear the dead. While he was unable to see them, he liked to listen to them whenever he could. His ability to hear the voices comes and goes, sometimes staying for week and disappearing for months afterward.

It changed when his father died of an illness. Naoto was still a young boy then and was sent away to live with relatives in Prontera. Once they found out that he could hear to voices of the dead, they sent him away to learn how to become a Soullinker. This was not the job Naoto wanted to do though so he left Prontera in the middle of the night to travel back to Amatsu. Sadly, he didn’t leave alone, he left with a bunch of really snobbish and rich girls who taunted and sneered at his actions, never letting him get any rest during their travels. He couldn’t stand to be around any females afterward, the young boy had never really interacted with girls before so that encounter scarred him a bit.

After arriving in Amatsu, he trained hard to become a ninja and after a few years, they let Naoto take the test. 

Other Notes:

He’s actually related to Taellin, theirs fathers were brothers, which in turn makes Naoto and Taellin cousins. Both are unaware of this fact.

Inventory:

Fox Mask – A headgear that he received from one of his few female friends

Keychain – A keychain with a small ring attached. It belonged to his aunt.

Music score – A small book, the pages filled with songs.

Themes:

I’m a Bitch – Alanis Morisette

Umi Sakai (Unasaka) Yori – Mushishi OST

Break Me Shake Me – Savage Garden