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aw, crap.
profiles due tomorrow, isn't it? sweatdrop

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i lied, i finished my profile. >>; but i kinda rushed the personality and appearance section; i might go back and edit it later. also, i get a feeling there's a lot of contradictions with her D:

xxxxx amélie xxxxx ella xxxxx clowes xxxxx

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◤ `cuz you put on quite a show
you really had me going
now it's time to go
curtain's finally closing ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx ADDRESSING
xxxxx ( call me → scream for me → come seek me out )

__________for those who are quite familiar.....
xxxxxx【 mel 】

Although this nick name is only for those who have
known Amélie for quite a while/for those who are obviously on her
good side, this name is rarely flung across the room because...
well it just doesn't sound right. Maybe because creating a nick
name from the novice's pronunciation of her name doesn't seem
right, or 'Mel' doesn't fit Amélie at all. Either way, this name is only
slipped if some people are feeling generally friendly with Amélie,
or on accident when conversing wit her.

__________for those who want to get beat up...
xxxxxx【 ma`am 】

Due to the fact that Amélie has such a nasty habit
to go around telling people to do this and to do that, several of the
exorcists in the Black Order have found it tiring to be pushed around
and although it gives them little revenge, they do feel a little better when
they sarcastically call Amélie 'ma`am'. Who knows why they find it
amusing still because she has figured out that this is actually an insult,
so she's decided to punch anyone who dares call her that. But of course,
some people do.

__________for those who simply can't pronounce...
xxxxxx【 amelie 】

Since Amélie's name is very similar to the name "amelie",
people who are not fluent in French or know their French will call Amélie
"ah-meal" when first learning her name. After hundreds of people pronouncing
her name wrong, Amélie has decided to just let this matter go, and if she
feels like it, she will correct whoever says her name wrong. Oh, and by the
way, the correct way to pronounce it is AH-MEY-LEE, just in case this chick
decides to test you. Be sure to remember, it'll save you a trip to the hospital.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx CELEBRATION
xxxxx ( the special day → that celebrates me → the day i took my first breath )
___________APRIL 30TH ● TWENTY-THREE YEARS LATER ● STILL A TAURUS


❝ Taurus women are masters in the art of seduction. She will get what she wants
but her patience is incredible, she will wait for what she wants She needs stability
and security and will not tolerate a man who is not straight with her and leads her
along with uncertainty in the future. She is the old-fashioned type, the type of woman
who is associated with the drive-in soda shop days of the 60's. Remember, the Taurus
woman is very sensitive although she might not seem so on the exterior. Court her
and constantly try to impress her and you will win her heart and she will be yours. Cross
a Taurus woman, and her temper will flare, she will become extremely stubborn.
If you ever break her trust, it will be nearly impossible to gain it back again. ❞
* some dramatization and not all of the traits described apply to amélie
CREDIT GOES TO http://zodiac-signs-astrology.com/zodiac-signs/taurus.htm


【 ❖ 】xxxxx IDENTITY
xxxxx ( it's quite obvious → you can tell at first sight → but just in case )
❥ l a d y luck has something in STORE for you !

【 ❖ 】xxxxx CHOICE
xxxxx ( my decision → it's my lifestyle → to choose who i love )
believe it or not.
______________males are INDEED.
approved by the inveigler.
BUT SHE STILL WOULD RATHER BE CAUGHT IN A HUNGRY LION'S
CAGE THAN WITH ONE OF THOSE SICK EXCUSES FOR A HUMAN BEING

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◤ nasty, nasty boys, don't mean a thing
oh you nasty boys
nasty, nasty boys, don't mean a thing
oh you nasty boys ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx EXTERIOR
xxxxx ( take a look → get in close → the beauty of me )
With hair that's literally red, it's no wonder why Amélie was so loved and well-known when she was an actress. Most people in general do not have natural red hair, especially the French. Then next thing you know, her hair shows how much Amélie is pampered- it's smooth and silky, with the bangs being styled into curls that extend down to her chest. People can't believe that firstly, her hair really is literally red and not dyed, and second, that even though she fights and is an exorcist that does not live in a mansion but rather a tower with not the best living conditions and no hair stylist. Amélie apparently has learned how to keep her hair clean and how it is right now- people have guessed she simply just finds a way to buy all those expensive shampoo and conditioners (it's not like she lost all of her money when she was recruited). With the hair, Amélie wears loads of accessories- mainly huge hair-pins of sorts, all styled into roses, either attached to the top of her hair, or with one of her curls. And each of those hair-pins have these small little ornaments of pearl and etc. hanging from them, finishing off the exquisite head of a used-to-be-actress.

Since her eyes are rooted in with innocence and are basically the innocence themselves, Amélie happens to have an unnatural eye color- yellow. People have said this was because she was supposed to be like a cat- to add onto this theory, Amélie's eyes are slit somewhat like a cats and when you look at them, you also get that feeling when you look into a cat's eyes- ambiguity and the feeling that it is watching you. Luckily you can only see one eye so it isn't as intimidating- not saying that having a rose where an eye usually is isn't intimidating, but exorcists are more used to that rather than seeing her with both eyes. The rose over her right eye is simply an accessory, since Amélie still has both of her eyes.

Amélie's body is fit to be what you'd expect to see on someone who acted so pompous and grand- slim, sexy, and alluring. Believe it or not, Amélie works regularly to keep her body this way- she eats healthy, works out, and uses loads of different moisturizers and such to keep her body smooth, nice, and still pale. Her whole body is pretty much a male's fantasy dream- she stands at 5 foot 7, and weighs about 118 lbs- even with a chest that'll make men's eyes go gaga.

What Amélie wears is what you'd never want to wear on a battlefield- occasionally she will submit to the Order's uniform standards and wear the outfit that each exorcist goes, but most of the time, she'll wear whatever she has on (she can replace her outfits later if they get dirty anyways), which is usually a very fancy blouse with a shoulderpad made of bridal fabrics. This is dressed with skinny jeans and very nice black pumps or stilettos- fit for kicking someone and making them bleed. Aside from this outfit, there is a huge pool of clothing that Amélie can choose from- most of the rest of her outfits are of the traditional French day/afternoon/evening dresses, usually worn with fancy hats and beautiful heels.

The rest of Amélie is what you'd expect from a person of her stature- Amélie fashions herself with a bunch of accessories and nice clothing- she wears a choker on her neck, has a heart tattoo on her chest, and wears a rose bracelet on her wrist. After getting over those accessories, you'll notice that her fingernails are painted a sort of turquoise blue, and are quite long. If Amélie wanted to, she could probably leave heavy scratch marks on someone, but she'd rather not. Her and The Lustful Anarchist give each other manicures and pedicures whenever they have time off, and they spend quite a while doing that, so they wouldn't want to waste all that precious time just to break their nails and get them dirty.

【 ❖ 】xxxxx INTERIOR
xxxxx ( something you can't see → hidden deep inside → understanding me )
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___________________wily ● sly ● shifty
She knows what to do, and when to do it. She knows how to touch your nerve and make you tick, and worst of all, she won't mind doing it. Just when you think you have Amélie in the palm of your hands, she's able to somehow wriggle out of your grasp and escape. Although the order is quite aware that they cannot be for certain that Amélie will simply up and leave one day (unlikely but possible), they are letting her stay in the HQ only because well... because they need exorcists. Never being able to be trusted is what Amélie is known for- quite possibly the only person who has full faith in her is The Lustful Anarchist, but that's because they go hand in hand. Her acts live up to her reputation too- she has been seen to cause small turmoil within the order by using other people's weaknesses to her advantage, she has somehow been able to opt out of some battles by a sudden replacement, all that stuff. And what's the worst about it all? People still fall for it. That's just how damn good Amélie is.

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___________________powerful ● superior ● assertive
It isn't a surprise that because Amélie is quite old (she'll smack you so don't say it to her face), she feels like she has authority above all others that are younger than her. Once you get to know her, she'll be going around telling you to do things, and just the way she talks and commands people around makes you want to obey her rather than to shrug it off. She has the power of persuasion anyways- if at first you decline, most likely, you'll later on, accept. Although Amélie is commanding, it doesn't mean she is a leader. She will not go around on the battlefield telling people what to do, since she doesn't care if people die when fighting, she's not going to go around making sure they don't die. This commanding trait of hers is used only during the leisure times in the Black Order's HQ, where she is simply sitting in her room, feels like wanting something, then someone passing by, and then falling victim to her imperative talk.

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___________________foxy ● seductive ● fake-sweet
It's not quite a happy greeting as The Good Samaritan where a newbie is thrown love and a basket of grandma's lovely chocolate-chip cookies, but Amélie is able to hide all the things most of the Order dislikes her for so she can smile sweetly at new kid and show him or her the tower and give them a tour. She acts as nice as she can to anyone new only because if she can find them of use for later, she'll know how to get to them. Her façade was able to fool many exorcists and finders who came into the tower- but of course, eventually, they would learn how she really acts (and in the case of people who still don't know... they must be extremely clueless). Not that it really matters- probably by the time this has happened, Amélie would already know at least one weakness that the person has, which she can deploy at any time.

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___________________fishy ● dubious ● suspicious
It actually works either way- it's already been mentioned that Amélie is quite fishy with her tactics of using people as meat shields and putting on a plastic smile to lure newbies into her trap of get-to-know-you-so-i-can-use-you-later net. On the battlefield, none of her teammates trust Amélie- she's known to fend for herself and herself only and The Lustful Anarchist. They are always placed on the same team because of their ability to be able to destroy akuma quickly enough for no one to die- but in the rare cases were there are excess akuma left over and Amélie is too tired to fight, she'll ditch, allowing people to die. It's a wonder why she's still in the Order for doing things like that.
Amélie also happens to not be able to trust anyone. She's fully aware that when facing one of her many fears, she breaks down. She's also fully aware that being an exorcist, she'll most likely face one of her many fears. So this being said, she doesn't expect anyone to help her only because she hasn't helped them (so why doesn't she start helping others people ask? She's too stubborn to). It may not be only because of this, but also because she has lived most of her life so far as an actress- where the life of someone rich and famous comes with a huge price- there are people backstabbing you at every corner, trying to take advantage of you. So Amélie has to prepare herself for anyone to do this to her so she can try to quickly recover and retailiate rather than break down.

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___________________self-centered ● proud ● conceited
Getting pampered, having flowers sent daily, being raved about in the most recent article, and always getting almost-raped has brought Amélie to a place of extreme pride- if all of these had not happened, Amélie would definitely not be strutting around like there really is a exorcist-princess. Also, because of the constant boy-love she used to get (she never really learned that they were all akumas who actually sort of wanted to kill her), now, she happens to believe that deep down in all men she knows, they have some sort of affection towards her- whether they are totally in love with her, or they find her a beautiful, elegent goddess. Of course over all this, she doesn't actually like men, but likes the attention that she believes they are giving her.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx TIMELESS
xxxxx ( let's go back → delve my past → the story of my life )
It had only been five days, four hours, and thirty-three minutes when Amélie, future exorcist and famous actress, had been dumped onto the door of Magee's Theatre, located on 34 La Rose Lane, just two blocks away from where Amélie had been born to an unknown and unidentified couple. No one saw who had dumped the crying baby onto the doorsteps of the side door that would lead to backstage- the people who ran the theatre had assumed that this girl had been placed there in the dead of night.

Maybe it was out of pity, maybe it was because the group actually did want a child but never found the time to get one- either way, Amélie was taken in by the several actors and actresses that would perform weekly for France. It was assumed that she was indeed French, so she was given a French name, and her last name was decided to follow Magee's last name, as he was the one who actually ran the theatre. Whenever someone had the time, they would nurture Amélie- as she went beyond her baby stage of life, they would begin to teach her how to learn, how to read, all the things a child should know in the world. They had decided not to send her to a school, simply because they were all attached to her to let her go out into the world by herself- although this meant she couldn't have anyone to talk to that was her age, it would certainly make it easier on everyone if they were able to keep tabs on where she was all the time. She wouldn't be able to go out unless escorted by an adult from the theatre, she wouldn't be able to even take a step outside the front door without notifying one of the actors or actresses that she was. Even so, these strict rules didn't affect her that much- all the people who worked there were her friends. She didn't need anyone from outside.

As she grew up, Amélie turned out to be someone extraordinary- whenever Magee's Theatre put on a performance for the public, Amélie would sit in the crowd, watching the people who helped raise her act their hearts out, and place themselves into a character's shell, acting like them, talking like them, walking like them. She analyzed how they did this, and later would ask for lessons so she could duplicate their moves. When an actress would tell her what to do, then show her, she would mimic the move right after without messing up- all her lessons that involved movement was a breeze for her. It was assumed that she was a terribly fast learner- which some women in the group deemed as "a kind act of god". At the age of 7, Amélie could be called a professional actress, performing plays with the rest of the theatre, sometimes even getting the lead part. Of course the crowd was surprised when they saw a 7 year old up on stage, performing a part that normally a 23 year old would, but they would be even more surprised when she executed the part perfectly.

Becoming a hit in France, Amélie continued to work with Magee's Theatre until the age of 12. While walking back one day with a fellow actress from buying groceries, they had stumbled upon the sight of the theatre burning. There were firemen trying to put out the fire, but it blazed so brightly, it seemed impossible. In just one unknown attack, Amélie had lost her home. The firemen reported that anyone inside the theatre had died- no bodies were found, except one, somehow surviving the fire, all scorched up. Reports later would say there were several black stars marked across the body, which was seen by Amélie, terrified of how terribly ruined the body was. She couldn't stand seeing the burned body of someone who had raised her up. The actress took Amélie by the arm, and walked away.

In several days, the two actresses were able to find another home in the famous theatre of Théâtre de la Gaîté-Montparnasse, located in Paris, France. It was probably because of Amélie's growing fame in Magee's Theatre that she was allowed into this one- the owner wanted another star among his actresses, so happily took her in once she explained to him about her situation. The actress along with Amélie was glad to be with her because she would also have a home, although later on in her acting life at the Théâtre de la Gaîté-Montparnasse, she became no more than a stock character.

As Amélie grew up, she was quickly plunged into the world of acting and adjusted to the life easily. The sweet child who would ask her foster parents on how to act became so dependent and emotionally detached from others, it made it even easier for her to rise up. She learned how to manipulate people into getting what she wanted, that she should never share her feelings too often with others because everyone was in the acting business only to rise to the top, and how to put on a façade so she could easily hide any fears or weaknesses she had. Of course this façade was not exactly successful- even though she appeared totally confident with herself when around others, when faced with something that even remotely resembled one of her fears, the wall that Amélie put up would quickly crumble down. This would lead to her spending several days in her room, then reemerging later, fully confident and self-centered like before. This served to be useful in climbing up the social ladder- when she hid herself in her room, other actresses and actors would take her part in plays, but once she reemerged, she would be a better actress than ever, and knock them right back to where they started. Amélie had no remorse when it came to sacrificing other actors and actresses so she could became an even more famous star- several times, she had let others take the blame for problems even though the cause was really her.

At the age of 16, people would travel to Paris just to watch Amélie perform. She had become a great suitor for men, being already wealthy and having great talent. Many men would come to her dressing room after a play to give her flowers and chocolates, and she would accept them, smiling at them. Whichever male was in the room would stay in her room for several seconds, but would then leave when they realized Amélie wouldn't do anything.

One day after a play, a man came into her room. The same procedure happened over again, except instead of a man waiting several seconds before leaving, this man suddenly pushed her against the wall. The man smiled, moving his hand up, ready to touch Amélie, but it was luck that her foster mom-actress burst into the room, yelling "GET AWAY FROM HER!" The man would scowl, then leave the room.

This happened more frequently every week. Amélie had decided to allow men to go into her room to give her flower and chocolates, but if they made an attempt to rape her, she would punch them and push them out of her room. These men never came back, which surprised Amélie a little. She'd think they'd try over and over again, but every time a man came into her room, it was someone new. It wasn't like she wanted to be harassed by these men, actually, she hated men because of this, and would rather see them drop-dead. But as an actress, she felt that it would be rude not to let anyone congratulate her. Obviously her foster mom-actress didn't feel the same way, angry with Amélie that she even let men put one foot in her room. Amélie's foster mom decided to leave the theatre, tired of how different Amélie was. The day she left, she told Amélie "You've changed. A little too much." After she had told her adopted daughter this, Amélie shivered. She hated the word 'change'.


r e v e l a t i o n....
__________i t a l l b e c o m e s c l e a r .

At the age of 19 after Amélie had finished a play, another man came by her dressing room to give her flowers. Amélie expected this man to push him against the wall, and she was prepared for it if he did. Her prediction came true, as the man drove her to the wall. She tried to punch him, but he was able to block it. An unnatural grin came across his face, and her brought his hand up. Amélie couldn't do anythig now. As she looked at his hand, it changed forms. A sword hand? It didn't matter- the hand came slashing down at Amélie's right eye, and somehow, the eye fell out. Amélie dropped down the floor, screaming in agony and she covered up her right eye, hoping to stop it from bleeding. The man smiled as he held her eye in her hand. But then his grin instantly turned into a frown as he dropped down to the ground, screaming as loud as Amélie. She looked up with her left eye to see what happened- it was the scariest sight she had seen- all over the man's body were tiny eyes sprouting, moving uncontrollably. Soon enough, eyes stopped popping up, and the eyes already on the man's body opened up even wider. Suddenly, beams of light came flashing through their eyes, then the man changed form.

He became some sort of creature, equipped with a mask with an expression of grinning. Several different hands sprouted out of the base, which was filled with holes and looked scaly. The sight of this grotesque creature instantly was disappeared as it combusted. After the smoke had disappeared, the only thing left was Amélie's right eye. She crawled towards it, picked it up, and held it in her left hand, with her right hand still over her right socket, still burning at Amélie's senses. She had not expected for an eye to feel like how she felt her eye- it seemed harder than most eyes should, and from her knowledge of eyes, it should've felt a little more moist.

The door burst down, with at least ten more men coming in. It seemed like they were standing outside the door the whole time, and once they had heard the scream of the man dying, they reacted to it. Amélie stayed seated on the floor, unsure of what to do in this situation. Her eye had just killed a man and then sewn itself back into her socket- what would happen now with all these men? Were they like the man from before?

They were. Their bodies suddenly hung limp as a large, floating, circular creature burst out of their backs, with faces that showed agony and pain. Amélie heard a 'ch-click', and noticed that all of these creatures had barrels attached to their sides, now all aiming towards her. Amélie had no clue what to do, and so she sat there, waiting for death to come to her. But a quick blur that came across the room changed everything- she noticed that one of the creatures had blown up, and shortly after, each creature followed suit, bursting up and leaving nothing behind. Dazed and confused, Amélie looked around, and saw three people in black coats- two male and one female. The two males had some sort of weapon in their hand, and the female didn't have anything on her, but her hair was growing shorter at an alarming rate. The female looked at Amélie, and then said "What are you doing down there?"

And the rest of history.

NOTES;
- Amélie's innocence was indeed imbued in her eyes, which is why her eye felt hard when she held it in her hand. It is assumed that she was born with innocence, although the akumas did not realize this until she was 12 (which is why they burned down Magee's Theatre, with the belief that she was in there at the time)
- After surgery, Amélie was able to get her right eye back into her right socket. Even so, she wears a rose as an eyepatch to cover it up (the rose does not hurt and it is taken off when she invokes her innocence)
- The majority of men that came to visit Amélie after her shows were indeed akumas in disguise, although they were all very stupid level 1s, with the exception of the one level 2 that was cut her eye.
- It is assumed that most of the akumas were killed unknowingly by either Amélie's innocence acting on its own, or other exorcists that were in the area
- After her right eye was cut out, Amélie had a harder time seeing through both eyes (most likely because the innocence was affected when cut out). Even though deep inside her she knows that her eyes are made of innocence, she acts as if she has real eyes.

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i cant make any sense of
this exciting game ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx FIGHTER
xxxxx ( to protect → all those important → with the weapon to do all that )
Since Amélie's innocence, deemed OEIL ÈCRIRE (literally 'eye spell'), is placed deep within her eyes, quite possibly the only way to describe her innocence is her eyes, which has already been mentioned. But of course, being an exorcist already been in the order for 4 years, Amélie has been able to reach upon more than one invokation level, although the extent of her ability has only reached to the second level, her synchro rate at 78%. Even so, her eyes are deadly.

xxxxact one : ｆ ｉ ｒ ｓ ｔxxx ｉ ｍ ｐ ｒ ｅ ｓ ｓ ｉ ｏ ｎ ｓ
From invoking to the first level, it is near impossible to tell the difference whether or not Amélie really did, since an eye is quite a small thing for an innocence. Drawing from typical magical-eye based magics, people assume that Amélie's eyes change color whenever invoking her innocence. They don't, or at least the haven't so far. Her eyes stay yellow in her first stage- but if you were to pay close attention, they would notice that once Amélie invokes, the yellow in her eyes shine brighter and look a little more glossy- if you saw her eyes from the side, you would also notice that her eyes look more like glass.
xxxxact two : ｇ ｒ ａ ｓ ｐ
Once at the second level of her innocence, small little blue dots start to drip from Amélie's left eye, making an adjacent line of four dots below her eyes. A black line that looks a lot like eyeliner appears out of the corner of her eye (pretty much she just looks like she really does have eyeliner on), and the iris and pupils of her eyes seem like they have much more depth. Her eyes grow even brighter and glossier, and thus, the second level is complete.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx stSHELTER
xxxxx ( granting me power → power to guard → the hidden abilities behind it )
xxxxact one : ｆ ｉ ｒ ｓ ｔxxx ｉ ｍ ｐ ｒ ｅ ｓ ｓ ｉ ｏ ｎ ｓ
❥ SCENE O1. cold experiences - Although this is deemed as one of the 'attacks' that Amélie can perform with her innocence, it seems that she could do this anyways even if she wasn't an exorcist. Using a simple and sweet glare, Amélie can stop any akuma in their tracks, freezing them for a while. Occasionally, level 1 akuma will suddenly shatter once Amélie has directed her gaze at them- if they do not, several rapid blows will be needed to let them shatter. This applies to any akuma- although the higher the level, the faster the blows will have to be. It works against any akuma, human, or Noah, but of course, the stronger the target is, the quicker they will recover [humans and Noahs will not be able to be shattered if they become the victim, but they still can be injured]
❥ SCENE O2. joy for a lifetime - This is exact attack that was introduced to Amélie when she learned that her eye was not any normal eye. After 4 years of being in the Order, Amélie has had time to take this skill beyond its base and she has learned that she can do more than just blow akuma up. When fighting, Amélie must take out her right eye for this technique- it doesn't hurt anymore when she takes it out- her body creates a phantom limb (a sensation that makes it feel like an organ is still in someone's body even though it isn't) to alleviate the pain. Amélie must throw her eye at an akuma- if the eye is able to hit the akuma, it then latches onto the akuma (this attack will work only on akuma, so if Amélie was to throw her eye at a random person and it latched on, she will know that it is an akuma). At this point, Amélie can choose two things- she can either let the eye dig its way into the akuma, or she can allow the eye to spread around the akuma.

The first method is a newly learned method- once the eye hits the akuma, if Amélie decides to let it sink in, the eye goes through the outer shell of the akuma as if it is liquid. Amélie can now either control the whole akuma by sending it commands through her brain, or she can view the world through the akuma's eyes (the vision where her right eye should view will flicker and show everything through the akuma's right eye, while her left eye's vision will see things from her point). If Amélie decides to withdraw, she sends a message to her eye (sounds weird, doesn't it?), and it zooms out of the akuma, back into her right socket.

The second method is the attack her eye used on the akuma bothering her- like before, hundreds of eyes grow all over the akuma's body, and it acts like a parasite- bringing pain to the akuma no matter the level. If Amélie decides to, she can command the eyes to light up and combust, leaving ashes in the akuma's place, killing it (or in the case of level 3+, harm them). Of course after this technique, Amélie must go grab her eye; otherwise she'll only be walkring around with one eye.
xxxxact two : ｇ ｒ ａ ｓ ｐ
❥ SCENE O1. perception - Once the second level is invoked, the first attack of Amélie's innocence is already in play. Perception is what it is- perception. Although Amélie still lacks good vision, she is able to see at all angles- forward, diagonal, behind etc. She is able to detect any sort of moving thing in a 25 meter radius. Other than this added skill, Amélie can also project any past memory she has lived from her eyes, to the point where it seems real. She can also do illusions pertaining to the eye- duplications, create temporary blind spots for a target , and create unreal objects.
❥ SCENE O2. lex talionis - "An eye a for an eye", or the equal retaliation of something. This is the attack which has given Amélie the reputation that she has- when this is paired with The Lustful Anarchist's innocence, they can both easily take down level 3s. Although this technique means retaliation for an attack, it does nothing of the sort- Amélie isn't required to take damage in order to receive damage- all she has to do is say "oeil écrire, i've been hurt, help bring justice" and she will point to her target. In the case of an akuma, its eyes start to melt, leaving empty sockets and bringing terrible pain to the akuma. Level 1 and level 2 akuma die right after this happens- level 3s do not, but are simply hurt painfully in the eyes. At this point, the Lustful Anarchist can work her magic and they then have successfully destroyed a level 3. (will go more into detail later once the anarchist's profile is turned in)

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◤ i'm your biggest fan
i'll follow you `til you love me
papa-paparazzi ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx FANCY
xxxxx ( sugar → with some spice → it's just all so nice )
❥ ▎ ▏ geishas
❥ ▎ ▏ tea
❥ ▎ ▏ balls
❥ ▎ ▏ mingling around
❥ ▎ ▏ fashion
❥ ▎ ▏ paris
❥ ▎ ▏ the high life

【 ❖ 】xxxxx DETEST
xxxxx ( slugs → and horrible bugs → disgusting things i'll never get near )
♥←xxx← men~!
♥←xxx← googly eyes
♥←xxx← ancient doctor tools
♥←xxx← surgery
♥←xxx← being told what to do
♥←xxx← a lack of cooperation
♥←xxx← heavy drinkers

【 ❖ 】xxxxx HORROR
xxxxx ( don't come near → i just can't stand → it drives me to fright )

---------------------►▷ POISONS IN HER MIND

- exposing herself completely
- huge change
- not being needed
- losing total control of her life
- actually falling in love
- being sexually assaulted/harassed
- actual vampires/witches
- unexplained murder
- ruined corpses (as in desecrated)
- sight of huge blood loss
- confirmation of having fake eyes
- losing a body part
- getting fatally hurt


【 ❖ 】xxxxx FURTHER
xxxxx ( just little tidbits → it's not that important → but you should know )
Additional Stuff

【 ❖ 】xxxxx INTERACTION
xxxxx ( best friends → worst enemies → we all have them )
❥❥❥❥❥ THE LUSTFUL ANARCHIST
Best friend through and through- ever since Amélie joined the order, the two instantly hit it off. It goes saying that if you meet someone who is eerily like you, you'll either completely hate them or like them. Well the latter happened, and now the two are as thick as thieves. Of course the two argue a lot, but their interest for manipulating others is much greater. Since the two are so close, they've learned how to actually help one another- of course Amélie might end up ditching on her friend one day in the battlefield, but they're strong enough when together so it's unlikely it'll happen.

❥ THE RESOLUTE KNIGHT
Why is there a heart next to this man's name? Is it possible that Amélie has actually made a friend? Nah, that'll happen when the heavens crash down to the earth and hell freezes over. The only reason why Amélie can find this man tolerable is because he's probably the number one entertainment source in the Black Order tower- nearly every week, a huge battle commences with him and The Lustful Anarchist, where they both screech like harpies, and yell so much that it makes even the angels' ears bleed. It's amusing to watch the two go on about whether or not there really is a God, what's going to happen if people aren't saved, blah blah blah.

✖ THE GOOD SAMARITAN
Stupid, extremely happy, and seeping with confidence. That pretty much sums him up in Amélie's mind. This man is unbelievably happy for someone who goes around crushing souls locked up in hideous machines- maybe it's because he's trying to hide his sorrow, or he's just inhumanely smiling all the time. What's even more tiring is that everyday, he comes out of the kitchen, with a platter of fresh cookies and hugs that supposedly will make the world brighter- and most of the time, they're directed at Amélie. She's declined every single time, but every day, he comes back. Please, just get away.

✖✖✖✖✖ THE MALEFICENT SONGBIRD
Now it was mentioned that when meeting someone who is very much alike you, you'll either hate them or you'll love them. With the Songbird, Amélie ended up immediately hating her. When they were introduced to one another, they both knew exactly how the other worked- they put on this mask only to lure people in and use them for their own greater good. What Amélie hates even more is this girl does it by some stupid, ugly cutesy face- she does it in the sense where she's like 'oh look how adorable i am take pity on me!' Amélie believes she does it the professional way- she doesn't need that little girl's tricks in order to gain attention.

✖✖✖ ALL OTHER MALES
Amélie doesn't care if she's never talked to you. At the very least, she'll dislike you. At the very most, she'll want you to burn in hell. The majority of the lastorder has yet to reach the last stage.

✖✖ ALL OTHER FEMALES
Screw them, they could go die; Amélie doesn't give a rat's a**.

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◤ promise i'll be kind
but i won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx ALLIANCE
xxxxx ( know me now → and the side i take → the enemy or the hero that you will face )
THE BLACK ORDER
but the way she acts she might as well be with the noahs

【 ❖ 】xxxxx ECHO
xxxxx ( hum it → or you can sing it → the tunes to my life )
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take a bow
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nasty
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ce jeu "the game"
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paparazzi

【 ❖ 】xxxxx SYMBOLIZE
xxxxx ( let me talk → and take on the action → a spectral of rainbows )
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【 ❖ 】xxxxx POWER
xxxxx ( behind the scenes → there's one who controls → and the ultimate creator )
specifics

[xx SINABRO]

ummmm... i'm not dead!
the thing is i was actually kind of sick
and my new schedule totally bogged me down
i guess i'm better now :'D

the profiles, right. shoooot. doomed D:

[I C O N I C - ta]

Haneul!!!
+oil!!!

:[ (needs to finish as well)
Curse you profile!
Finish yourself!!! D<

[The Night Owl]

I'm gonna work on my profile for an hour but then I have to go to
this stupid College Fair. ; A; I'll be back around eight. = n=

[I C O N I C - ta]

-pats Owl's head-
I'll miss you!!!

x.x" only I won't be here when you get back.
I have a group meeting for a project at seven and club activities that are mandatory for the exec that goes until midnight.
Fun times D':

[The Night Owl]

DDD8 I have some stuff to do for homework but it's just designing
a menu for a project. x3 We do have to come up with a budget to buy the food though.

[I C O N I C - ta]

o Ao!!! Lucky. We have a report to do.
O__O" Speaking of homework, I have a Spanish lab to get to.
I'll see you later!

[Lucid Synaesthesia]

/stares at sea of homework.
... The likely hood of me finishing my profile by tonight is very slim...
/goes off to tackle math homework. DD:

[lassalu stari]

xxxxx zadeyn xxxxx kaleo xxxxx exia xxxxx

【 RHYTHM OF NOAH 】xxxxx «« xxxxx
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ⋱ ⋱ ⋱ ESSENTIALdata ⇨

◤ if everything on this planet came to an end tomorrow
how much anger, how much sadness would be left behind?
and after hearing this question, just how many people
would be willing to give their lives in exchange for protecting the earth?
no matter what people say, talk is cheap
let's see some action being done instead!! ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx ADDRESSING
xxxxx ( call me → scream for me → come seek me out )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　RY　﹥

xxxxx◤ because i don't want others knowing my real name ◢


【 ❖ 】xxxxx CELEBRATION
xxxxx ( the special day → that celebrates me → the day i took my first breath )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　SEVENTEEN　﹥

xxxxx◤ taking his first breath on june 23rd ◢


【 ❖ 】xxxxx IDENTITY
xxxxx ( it's quite obvious → you can tell at first sight → but just in case )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　MALE　﹥

xxxxx◤ the beautiful baby boy his parents wished for ◢


【 ❖ 】xxxxx CHOICE
xxxxx ( my decision → it's my lifestyle → to choose who i love )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　BISEXUAL　﹥

xxxxx◤ love can't be held back no matter what ◢

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ⋱ ⋱ ⋱ CLOSERinspection ⇨

◤ this is the nothingness that we exist in
where people are all talk and only concerned about themselves
if that's the case then no matter how many times the same thing is said
bothing will ever change; let's stop these children's games ◢

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【 ❖ 】xxxxx EXTERIOR
xxxxx ( take a look → get in close → the beauty of me )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　APPEARANCE　﹥

xxxxx◤ you can see what he sees ◢

This young man here, ripe at the age of seventeen and bursting with pheromones, is who we will introduce as Ry. Ry is standing at 5'10" whereas he got his genes mostly from his father who was quite a tall fellow who stood at 6'2" but as something strange went on, his father's genes immersed with his mother's who was 5'4" and resulted in Ry's height. At least he's still growing and may end up taller. With long limbs and a skinny body, Ry shows no evidence of muscles, but don't let that judge you as we all know that the power comes from within, or in Ry's case the brain as his strength comes from his ever delightful pranks and tricks that he plays that makes his enemies succumb to him. Or his abilities as a Noah but that brings them to their knees to easily which makes Ry resort to his little silly and evil ways. With bright hair that is growing to the area at which his neck and head meets, Ry's hair is thick and soft. His hair color is not quite yellow or not quite blonde but glistens to an interesting gold honey color. That is the only color that could really describe it's odd attraction. His eye's are a dark brown that's almost black. But of course, we all know it's impossible to have black eyes.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx INTERIOR
xxxxx ( something you can't see → hidden deep inside → understanding me )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　PERSONALITY　﹥

xxxxx◤ but can you see what he truly is ◢

► xxxxx just a touch of ROWDY
So, let’s start off why don’t we, now presenting, Ry. Tadah, yes clap clap clap. So, now it’s down to the nitty ditty of introducing our friend here. Our Ry here is quite a violent person in nature and just all around is violent. So the main point here we’re getting across is that, he is violent, rowdy, wild, rough, yeah something along those lines as you can already tell from this. Now calm down though, he isn’t that violent in such as he’ll go around beating up random people for his own pleasure or the bloodthirsty type who loves to kill for fun and love the thrill of seeing blood spill and all that gory details like the rush of adrenaline through his veins as he rips someone’s arms off, oh no never something like that. Well, he will destroy a few Akuma here and there to relieve himself but that’s a plus for the side of the Exorcists which is the side he is on and that it’s one of the only ways that he gets his anger out and that he needs some satisfaction in his needs for violence, but as said before, he’s not the bloodthirsty and crazy type. The violent side of him isn’t really what you may think since it’s not the bloodthirsty killer type. The rough and violent side of him is his abusive love. Yes, he shows affection through acts of roughness and violent actions. But at least he cares, right? People may mistake it as just being a bully and stuff, but the things that Ry says are pretty harsh and his sharp tongue doesn’t help it, but if he bullies you and makes you go through an cycle of abusing from him, that means he just likes you more. There hasn’t really been cases where Ry has shown this kind of affection towards anyone in the Black Order, well, in some cases around the generals as he loves to particularly abuse them since they can’t really do anything against him but the one that Ry has particularly makes an exception for in his abusive love business is towards the Memories of Noah, his fellow sister from the Noah Family. Ry got along with the Memories of Noah the best out the rest of his siblings, who seemed to be hard-asses and only focused in reviving the Earl, well most of them. None of them wanted fun, they were boring and too serious about everything, never letting loose quite that much as Ry did. Now, just because Ry is the abusive love type doesn’t mean he’s still quite a rough person. You know Ry is being rough towards you when he gives you a smirk and that look in his eyes. It’s a look that is suspicious and one that belongs to someone who is up to something; a mischievous and mysterious glare. Another clue is that Ry doesn’t smile with his teeth when he’s not fooling around with you. You might want to be careful if he ever gives you that look, who knows what he could be up to as Ry is spontaneous a bit when it comes to what he’s plotting along, afterall, he’s in this all for the fun.

► xxxxx with a pinch of WAVERING
Ry, as you know, is all for fun and loves to enjoy little games that he plots and the torture of affection he makes others go through. He loves to enjoy this fun and it will never get tiring for him, ever, and it’s what he lives for quite literally since he’s completely ignored reviving the Earl which is a total bore and way far from anything exciting. And it sort of helps that his description of fun is what happens to help out the Black Order, thinking it would be a joyride if he took the sides of the Black Order to see if it would be a more lighter and enjoyable side than the seriousness of the Noahs and all this Earl and Akuma business, blech, not for Ry. But does he always go for fun? No, surprisingly. It’s not all that he goes after as Ry is serious when it gets down to that mode but fails to realize a serious situation when he sees one. He changes his moods and decisions quite quickly and moves on from one thing and to another. He is slow to trust as he is not someone he would trust himself. He knows he can keep in secrets, but where is the joy of not letting loose drama and chaos? Not in terms of destruction, but he loves to see disorder form here and there. Also, Ry can’t handle to big of a secret except for his own. When he knows someone can trust him other than the generals, who don’t necessarily trust him that much but enough since he is after all someone who betrayed his own, he gets uneasy around them. He’s afraid of betraying them as well so his wavering feelings are very on and off and a bit of a danger especially with his dangerous Noah in him lingering around inside.

► xxxxx then to season with CONFLICTED
Having a bit of a multi personality fiasco going on, Ry will act on his emotions and impulses. He is always asking himself over and over again whether to do this or that and he won’t know the answer until he just does it on his own or his body will take control or sometimes, the Noah in him. However, Ry is terrified of what the Noah in him will do, so usually he tries to make his decision quick or do nothing at all, which doesn’t make him very trust worthy. But it’s all for a cause of whether you encountering the Noah in him, or Ry just making a bad decision for you. Ry absolutely refuses to get close to anyone even though he is one who loves the attention but he knows the consequences. He may be on the immature side but he is well aware of the dangers and is rather emotionally imbalanced because of his conflicting nature of his own needs versus the others needs and he will always choose the others. There are many times when he wants to take his decision back which leads him to try and have those times of fun and laughter with others which leads to the devilish side of him which is a little prank player. That’s the only way he can really somehow satisfy his needs of attention and not really get close since he is merely annoying them but that scolding he gets or the shouts he gets, even if they are harsh, satisfy Ry. It’s not like a sadist or masochism type of feeling but merely, he wants to know that he is known to others whether it’s good or bad. Same went for the issue of when he went against the Earl and his family. It wasn’t an easy choice or a hard one but there was a reason for Ry to do this which he hasn’t told anyone yet. He knew this would further make his relationship with his fellow brothers and sisters more worse especially with Pride of Noah and such but there was something else in him, not the Noah in him, but something else. The scenes of memories that played in his head, all of them were going on and on through his head telling him what to do. It wasn’t his memories either’s, it was another.

► xxxxx and finally, add in some ISOLATED
Betraying his family, it was already obvious that Ry would never again be accepted them among them. Betraying the Earl was the absolute no someone could do as one who was a Noah. It was absolute taboo and you weren’t even considered part of the family and exiled from the mere memories of you ever being part of the family. And your name was to never be mentioned. However, being on the side of the Exorcists, Ry is still an outcast among them. He cannot get too close to any of them as the guilt of betraying his family and the Earl still lives on in him along with his own Noah self, who he fears may lash out one day and attempt to kill him which that possibility is still far from coming true. Also, being special among the generals, the others don’t tend to get close and as for his prank playing, the cruelty is too much to call abusive love. Although Ry absolutely hates this isolation and how he has to live with this loneliness, he knows it’s his punishment as someone who betrayed his own and knows he has to live with it. Ry, who mostly likes to revert to a cowardly side, had shown courage when he took this path, his first sign that he had courage as he is a rather lazy fellow and only enjoys fun and games. Though the Noah in him has a rather violent streak and is very offensive towards others and is on the rather no thinking first and just go with it side of thinking. Luckily, Ry didn’t inherit that kind of thinking nor did it rub off in any way but more made his cowardly side a bit more accentuated. Although Ry hates this isolation, he somehow finds comfort in it so he won’t have to trouble others with his problems and also that he’s grown used to it because he’s been mostly alone since he was young. He hasn’t grown completely used to it as he hates the loneliness but there is a certain balance of how much he can handle and how much he hates the feeling. Ry has very complex feelings towards this but the overall answer to this all is that, he hates being lonely but he also prefers it. As explained, he has lived with it most of his life and has grown to hate it as he experiences it more, but he also enjoys it because of his other complex feelings which just continues to contradict with his feelings which is what Ry mostly is, he’s a contradicting and confusing young boy.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx TIMELESS
xxxxx ( let's go back → delve my past → the story of my life )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　HISTORY　﹥

xxxxx◤ how it all began from my point of view ◢

► xxxxx open the doors to the BEGINNING

I don’t remember much. I don’t really want to remember it actually. I’m scared to, but here is my story. I’ll try to go into much detail as I can, for your sake as well as mine because I know eventually I have to face all this. I know I’m a coward and I won’t hide it so call me one all you want, I’m sure there are things you’re afraid of too and I’ll eventually find them and you’ll know how I felt. Kidding, or am I? Anyways, again, this is my story and I’ll only tell it once.

Once upon a time, I had a family just like you unless you were some random orphan who was abandoned and has one of those sobbing and sad stories. Well, mine isn’t one until a little bit afterward so don’t worry about the tissues yet. Anyways, I grew up in a normal family. I had a mother, father, and a younger sister. We lived happily and even though we didn’t have much money and luxuries, we managed together as a family. It was a truly happy time for us and the only time I truly enjoyed my life and loved it. My family was close as you can see and there was no one other than my family than I loved and trusted so much. I remember all the small pranks and such I would play on my little sister, it wasn’t anything harsh or that scary since we always ended up laughing at all the pranks I played. That’s what I loved so much about my little sister, she always laughed at my pranks and jokes no matter how stupid they were and even though playing pranks on her is treating her badly as a sibling, she still did good things for me, I tried doing the same, but I’m horrible at doing good things. Which is why I stick to pranks. My parents were kind as well although a bit on the strict side which is good I guess. If I went around wildly being the little rude and playful tyke I was, oh the damage that would have been done. Ah those were good times were I did whatever I liked in that small village where my pranks were considered genius. Anyways, how I’m talking makes me sound like a total dork and prankster but really, I’m not. I just enjoy having fun. I was pretty calm actually, hard to believe yes with how my story is going but yes, I was like those cool guys. Unfortunately, girls weren’t over me like I thought they would, but that’s fine, I’m not that into girls and stuff, they’re hard to manage. Anyways, so here I am me with my little family.

Now let’s rewind a little more. My father and mother met like any other couple, well, not really. My father was my mother’s best friend’s boyfriend at the time and when my mom’s best friend introduced the two, they fell in love at first sight and ran off together so they could get married. They were married for a year and then I was born. My mother was more than thrilled to have me, my father was surprised at the fact I was a boy since he was sure to have a daughter as his first born since he grew up with a family full of boys and was so determined to have a girl. But anyways, there was my birth. Then two years after, my little sister came. It was difficult for me, since my mother tended to my little sister more than me and I was getting more and more sickly. But I was strong and got myself where I am now. Also, I’m a male; we naturally have to be strong. And strong 10 years of family love got us through all the ups and downs.

Until tragedy struck, a plague went over the country we were living in and my father died. My mother couldn’t live without my father’s support and love; she was too weak willed to live on her own, even though she had me and my young sister. She went hysterical and crazy and eventually committed suicide. Then it was just me and my sister, a Catholic church took us in that we had attended with our parents. My sister and I were struck bewildered and were suffering emotionally from our parent’s sudden deaths. My sister, like my mother, had a weak will and the only determination that kept her going was me. We stood by with each other, no matter what. We promised each other, to always be with each other no matter what. I cursed her when she broke that promise. I cursed her when she left me in this dirty world by myself. I cursed her, I hated her, and I cried for her. The last person of my family was gone. Why was this happening to me? Why God? That was the only thing I could ask. I asked him why was I the only one living? Couldn’t he take me too? It wasn’t until I met him that things seemed to be clear of my destiny and why I was deemed to this punishment. Not only was my destiny clear but a new world was opened to me, I knew why my existence was needed. The Millennium Earl opened up doors for me.

► xxxxx as we find ourselves seeing the YOUTH
I lived in that church for about 2 years all by myself along with a year that I spent with my mother and then after my mother died, with my sister. I was 13 and life decided to throw all these horrible courses at me. I had ceased to try and kill myself and I had ceased to do anything to keep myself living. I just didn’t care; I ceased to operate at all. I ate my meals though, I did as the priests and sisters told me to do, but did I do it with a full heart felt will? Absolutely not, I was stuck in this oblivion of hate, betrayal, and death. I didn’t care at all like I said, literally to no point; days would pass by slowly and leave me in a brain dead state. I barely slept and suffered from insomnia. I had bag under my eyes and my hair was growing past by shoulders. I was growing skinnier to the point of where I looked unhealthy as the days passed by. There was only thing I would do day in and day out other than doing nothing. For a few hours in the day, when no one would occupy the church when mass had ended and such, I would go into the room and start playing the organ. I don’t know where I had somehow conjured the skills to play it, but it all came naturally. I didn’t know the melodies I played and I didn’t even have to look at my hands when playing. It felt right as I was playing, it felt good. However, whenever I played, odd images would play in my head. It was memories or at least I think it was, what else could it have been? Flashing back and forth, these vivid images, that’s all they could be. Then as I started playing more and more, I would see notes, not the regular notes you see in manuscript paper, but strange symbols that made sense to me. Like it was specifically only to me to read. I wrote them down and created melody after melody with this strange system of notes and being drowned in a world of music and eventually a world of mystery and horror. The memories in my head became nightmares as the scenes changed from happiness to horror, from joy to warped. I would snap back to reality as I tried to fight the images out of my head. I had no idea what they were, were they even memories any more? I couldn’t stand it. I stopped playing and left myself from those days and continued off before I found music. However, it would change drastically. Everything would.

► xxxxx and going on we see the years as a NOAH
My life as turned upside down when the pain in my head started. First it was just normal headaches but they were more frequent than before. I never experienced this much pain constantly. I stayed bedridden during this period of pain and I laid there helpless with nothing to do to heal myself or give myself confidence to get healthy again. Maybe it was my time to go. Maybe God had finally understood my greatest wish to join my parents and my sister. Could I finally be in peace? But I was wrong more then ever. The pain increased, my words can never clarify and make justice of the pain I went through. The sisters and nurses thought I was going crazy, they thought I was going insane, but they had no idea the pain I was going through. However, they did do their best to help me. I’ll give them that credit. But the soothing words they said would give me no avail and help. The pain continued. Screaming didn’t help, trying to numb my sense didn’t work, nothing did. And the repeating memories in my head that warped into nightmares and caused myself to suffer from insomnia was making things more horrible. I lived in a real life nightmare. I cursed everything, I cursed everyone, but there was one person I didn’t curse, and that was God. I asked him instead, why was he making me suffer? What sins had I committed that punishment as severe as this was coming upon me? Why? Couldn’t he answer a single question? As time passed, the times of pain become shorter however more harsh and rash and even more painful and would sometimes knock me out. My forehead was growing odd scars that resembled crosses. The nurses and sisters ran after the main pastor to ask what this phenomenon was. They supposed that I was some sort of disciple since the holy symbol was beared on my forehead. All I cared about was this pain to go away. I didn’t want to be disciple. I didn’t want to be some chosen person. I wanted to escape and find peace.

Finally, one day I fell to sleep. However, the nightmares and terrible images weren’t there. It was somewhat of a peaceful scene. I don’t remember it well. But when I woke up, I was changed. I was different. I felt different as well. There was no one by my bedside. The odd pain and illness just went away suddenly. However, the next scene that took place, I had no idea what overtook me. I walked to the sink in my room and saw in the mirror a reflection of myself. But it was not me. My complexion was dark and black. The scars on my forehead made its final embossing and carved itself there for permanency. And although I was surprised to see my reflection, it didn’t reflect in the mirror. I saw a face of pure evil and a dark shadow looming over me. Growing scared, I broke the mirror which made nurses and sisters run in. All I remember was turning around and then I blacked out. When I came to be, I saw a pool of blood with bodies stacked on top of another and my hands stained with the same blood the bodies were lying in. I had become a monster.

I ran away from the church and never looked behind me. I didn’t know where to go; I didn’t know what to do. Until my savior, well at that time what I thought was my savior, found me. The Millennium Earl gave me comfort, saying it wasn’t my fault. It was their destiny. I was confused, their destiny? He made that word sound as if I was different from them, which I was but it was still odd to hear it like that. The Earl showed me a world beyond the world of humans; he showed me the world of the Noahs: those chosen of God and those who are destined to rid the world of humans and thrive with the Akuma. I admit when I first saw it, it felt good to see myself as a dominating figure, but I wondered if that was really me thinking that or something else? Whatever it was, since meeting the Earl, I wasn’t really myself. The old brat who loved to play tricks but a young man who made joy for himself with the actions of murder and playing with death. Those years where I let my Noah side dominate me, were years of never ending spilt blood. I can never forgive myself for what I had done.

► xxxxx now look to the left and find BETRAYAL
The rest of my life with the Noah’s is all a blur to me. I wasn’t sure what I was doing. The Millennium Earl took me in, told me I was considered a God over these pathetic human. And after that, everything went black. But there was one clear thing in my head; I always smelled the scent of blood. About after 4 months of my encounter with the Earl, I ‘woke up’. I was myself again, I found myself in a mysterious building, and I found myself surrounded by others, others with the same scars as mine. I grew scared, why the hell was I here? Then it became clear: the monster in me took control. But everyone around me told me how it was my destiny to do these things. Destiny? Killing others? What kind of destiny was that? However, I believed the words of my brothers and sisters as that was later how I acknowledged them. But eventually, kill after kill, murder after murder; I began to wake up again. This was wrong. Why am I doing this? What would my family think of me? Sure they were dead, but… That didn’t matter. I was supposed to set an example for my sister. I was supposed to be comfort for my parents. Why did I fail at that? Now look at what I have resorted to! I slowly began to win control over the monster in me. I was able to hesitate more as it came down to the killing blow. My siblings around me could tell of my changing. And they kept an eye on me, but someone like me? As free and playful as I am, they didn’t think I could do much. However, I was an asset to the Earl which is why the eyes stayed glued on me. I played innocent and continued as if nothing had happened, forced myself to kill, forced myself to be in joy with it. Eventually, I was reverting more and more to my human side. Joking around with my siblings, having fun like the old days. But deep within, my soul couldn’t stop crying. And years and years after living like this, I couldn’t take it. With the Earl finally frozen in his own spell, I knew my chance had come. I fled. There was only one place I could find my place in and the only place that could pay for my sins as I had betrayed my second family: The Black Order. I, a Noah, was the one who restarted this Organization so determined to kill me. But right now, for me, it was home.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ⋱ ⋱ ⋱ INNERstrength ⇨

◤ the truth is that this planet is a fake; it was made by someone
and we're actually the pet goldfish in a fish tank
and the thunderstorms and earthquakes that shake the earth here and there
are actually our owner's way of playing pranks on us
once i start thinking about that, i can't seem to stop
but if that was really the truth then... ◢

▶ ▷ ▶ ▷ ▶ ▷ ▶
xxxxx █ ▌ −−−−−−−−−−−−−−− ✈


【 ❖ 】xxxxx FIGHTER
xxxxx ( to protect → all those important → with the weapon to do all that )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　INNOCENCE APPEARANCE　﹥

xxxxx◤ the beauty that some can't appreciate ◢

Taking shape in a necklace that Ry wears at all times, Ry’s ‘Innocence’ can be constructed into any instrument of his choice with a beautiful white prism color and that sounds more richer and clearer than any other instrument. Ry doesn’t necessarily have to shape his ‘Innocence’ into an instrument or anything. He can simply use his ability through whistles but to give a show that he has an ‘Innocence’ he uses his abilities to make a special instrument that can be used only by him.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx SHELTER
xxxxx ( granting me power → power to guard → the hidden abilities behind it )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　INNOCENCE ABILITIES　﹥

xxxxx◤ the power that's hidden inside ◢

► xxxxx 1st Movement: PRELUDE
The first movement of Ry’s Innocence is simple notes, rhythms, and dynamics that can create shields, projectiles, or illusions. However, Ry has to play a certain length to make the spells certain strength: the longer the song, the stronger the spell. But he is also vulnerable since he needs absolute concentration when performing his song. The spell activates while he’s playing so if he is interrupted the spell will backfire and damage the person that was supposed to be protected.

► xxxxx 2nd Movement: OVERTURE
The second movement is when Ry changes up the tempo of his songs and can summon elements to his use. Fluid-like movements and varying rhythms control water as it is the calmest element and the one Ry can best control. Dynamics ranging from soft to loud and varying rhythms that are mostly moderate are used to control wind, the more Ry accentuates his dynamics the stronger the wind can get and the faster it gets. Rapid fast and crazy notes and rhythms can summon fire but it isn’t under Ry’s total command and runs around wild but is the most powerful of the elements Ry summons.

► xxxxx 3rd Movement: SONATA
The third movement of Ry’s Innocence is being able to summon Tease. When his Innocence goes into third movement, it goes back to its dormant form as a necklace after Ry plays a special but difficult piece that summons the Tease to his side. From then on, he controls them by saying notes from his special system of music. The Tease protect him and attack for him. They are under his absolute control and the only way to make them weak is to land an attack on Ry.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ⋱ ⋱ ⋱ DIMINUTIVEdetails ⇨

◤ it'd be a nightmare, a total nightmare
to think that even the growth and evolution of humanity and the progress of medicine
is not done by our choice, but by someone else's whim; if this is the case then
at the very last, all our fates are destined to oblivion ◢

▶ ▷ ▶ ▷ ▶ ▷ ▶
xxxxx █ ▌ −−−−−−−−−−−−−−− ✈


【 ❖ 】xxxxx FANCY
xxxxx ( sugar → with some spice → it's just all so nice )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　LIKES　﹥

xxxxx◤ bringing joy into his life ◢

★ xxxxx MUSIC
★ xxxxx HUMANS
★ xxxxx SILENCE
★ xxxxx PRANKS
★ xxxxx FAMILY
★ xxxxx COMPOSING
★ xxxxx NAP TIME


【 ❖ 】xxxxx DETEST
xxxxx ( slugs → and horrible bugs → disgusting things i'll never get near )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　DISLIKES　﹥

xxxxx◤ annoyance is not wanted ◢

☆ xxxxx NOISY PEOPLE
☆ xxxxx PEOPLE WHO TRY TO ONE UP HIM
☆ xxxxx THE MILLENNIUM EARL
☆ xxxxx THE NOAH'S
☆ xxxxx TOO SWEET FOOD
☆ xxxxx SPICY FOOD


【 ❖ 】xxxxx HORROR
xxxxx ( don't come near → i just can't stand → it drives me to fright )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　FEARS　﹥

xxxxx◤ it sends him trembling ◢

✖ xxxxx THE MILLENNIUM EARL
✖ xxxxx HIS NOAH SIDE TAKING HIM OVER
✖ xxxxx KILLING OTHERS
✖ xxxxx BEING ALONE


【 ❖ 】xxxxx FURTHER
xxxxx ( just little tidbits → it's not that important → but you should know )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　EXTRA　﹥

xxxxx◤ things you might want to know about him ◢

☇ xxxxx The reason Zadeyn chooses to be called Ry is so others, the Exorcists, won't find out about his real name in case they have somehow found out the names of the Noah. He goes by Ry Crescendo in the Black Order. The Noah's call him by his real name.


【 ❖ 】xxxxx INTERACTION
xxxxx ( best friends → worst enemies → we all have them )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　RELATIONSHIPS　﹥

xxxxx◤ the people around him ◢

► xxxxx MEMORIES OF NOAH
Out of everyone from the Noah, which he has come to despise very much, there was one Noah who he couldn't harbor the same feelings towards. The Memories of Noah. She was a sweet little girl and somewhat similar to Ry in some ways, which is why he couldn't bring himself to bring these feelings of hatred. He was also the closest to her out of all the other Noahs.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ⋱ ⋱ ⋱ TRUEcolors ⇨

◤ this is the nothingness that we exist in
the truth is that nothing exists out there; it's just an illusion that someone created
if that's the case, then i'd surely be
just a thing that someone created out of a whim ◢

▶ ▷ ▶ ▷ ▶ ▷ ▶
xxxxx █ ▌ −−−−−−−−−−−−−−− ✈


【 ❖ 】xxxxx ALLIANCE
xxxxx ( know me now → and the side i take → the enemy or the hero that you will face )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　BLACK ORDER　﹥

xxxxx◤ because he is the traitor of the noahs ◢


【 ❖ 】xxxxx ECHO
xxxxx ( hum it → or you can sing it → the tunes to my life )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　皆無　﹥

xxxxx◤ it's be a nightmare
A TOTAL NIGHTMARE ◢

»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　Viva Violent Fellow～美しきモッシュビット～　﹥
xxxxx◤ viva violent fellow!! viva violent fellow!!
奏でる音と共に体中を揺らせ!! WE'RE GOING CRAZY! CRAZY! ◢


【 ❖ 】xxxxx SYMBOLIZE
xxxxx ( let me talk → and take on the action → a spectral of rainbows )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　●●●　﹥

xxxxx◤ to speak, to think, to do ◢


【 ❖ 】xxxxx POWER
xxxxx ( behind the scenes → there's one who controls → and the ultimate creator )


»　 - - ✁ - -　﹤　LASSALU S T A R I I　﹥

xxxxx◤ sempre alla ricerca di perdite di tempo ◢

[lassalu stari]

I rushed him. >:

[Lucid Synaesthesia]

But as usual it looks gorgeous Lulu.
8D ~

[The Night Owl]

HOMG. <3 [/loves profileee~]
I'm going to work hard as hell on mine. >3 [/determined to attempt to finish tonight]

[lassalu stari]

Thanks Kanon and Owl.
Now I need to work on Mika. :>

FIGHTING OWL!
YOU CAN DO IT!

[Lucid Synaesthesia]

/sways on feet.
I WILL WORK ON ASTORIA ONCE I DO MY ENGLISH HOMEWORK !
DD8