Description
1/1/2015 UPDATED : Added onto her information so that it was more in depth! Also changed some things because she has grown since she became a Magi!
❀ Name
Emma Thomas
❀ Age
14 ( May 1st )
❀ Gender
Female
❀ Height
153 centimeters / 5 feet
❀ Sexuality
Unsure
❀ Likes / Dislikes
✔ Ballet
✔ Routine
✔ Attention
✔ Company
✔ Flowers
✔ Relaxation
✔ Positivity
✔ Affection (Mostly from animals but humans are cool too idk)
✔ Rainy Days
✔ Maxipoo (Mawell)
✖ Solitude
✖ Witches
✖ Failure
✖ Smarties (Sarcastic People)
✖ Insects (Any and All)
✖ Rudeness
✖ Obstacles
✖ Anything in the Horror Genre
✖ "Back in my day"
✖ M A T H
❀ Personality
Reserved | Sweet | Protective | Hard Working | Fearful | Insecure | Graceful
The young girl that seems to steadily grow more and more mature in the short time that she has been a Magi.
Emma, who is so surgary sweet that one might get cavities, fights for those who can't fight for themselves.
If they are a stranger of not, they have people who care about them, and until whatever situation they
are in is solved, Emma will help and protect through it. Working hard to make sure everything will
have the best possible outcome (whether its on the battle field, the stage, or her daily life), Emma
can tend to push herself past her limits, sometimes hurting herself and sometimes makeing her
better than she once was. No matter how hard she seems to work, however, her fears stop
her without fail. "What if I fail?", "I'll just drag them down!", "I can't, I'll mess up!" are
all common thoughts that enter Emma's mind and psyche herself out. Despite those
constant feelings, the past ballerina had become one of grace, and one does not lose
that so easily! Conversations and excuses are that of second nature to her.
❀ Background
Emma was the first and last child born from the well-known Doctor, Jackson Thomas, and the well-acclaimed author, Marianne Thomas. With all the love that she could possibly want, Emma was spoiled rotten. Given anything and everything she wanted, she wished to start ballet lessons, and so, lessons she was given. "A natural gift" is what the private instructor had told the proud parents who then went on and encouraged their young girl to continue building her skill level. After multiple years of lessons, Emma requested something large, and knowing that she would be able to, had already mapped out where they would go. "I wish to travel and dance for many audiences everywhere," are the exact words that she had chosed, and the right words they were. Setting out for audtitions, Mrs. Thomas accompanied her young daughter, leaving the father alone in Norwood. Performing was such a rush, and nothing was better than it! This is what Emma wanted to do, forever and always. Weeks, months, and then years went by the mother and daughter duo that set out to make a name for the young girl with big dreams (which could easily be accomplished). A big performance was on the horizon as Emma turned fourteen. All the publicity she would get was so large, and if she got the part-- when she got the part, everything else would go perfectly!
Opening night felt as though it was dream, Emma was dressed in one of the lovliest costumes that she could have possibly imagined, the stage was set, all she had to do was dance on it! The appearance dance that Emma had practiced and perfected to a tee was going so smoothly-- that was, until she messed up. What was done wrong is still unknown to Emma herself, and all she knows is that one moment she was the pixie princess dancing on flowers, and the next, her wings were broken. No longer would Emma fly as she once had. What had happened? Everybody around her rushing over to the princess stuck on the ground in a daze. She couldn't even feel it, whatever it was that she was supposed to feel. Why couldn't she stand? "I'm okay I promise," her broken voice matched the words. "I just-- I just need a little help up." Alone, getting up was not going to happen.
A week later, Emma wakes up and once again finds herself in her old room. Nothing had changed from when she was a child other than the cleanliness. The large, king-sized bed still felt empty, Emma still felt as though she was a true princess with the canopy and the balcony where she overlooked the gigantic backyard. She could not get up, though. Not without help, at least. Emma was stuck in her bed and forced to observe the things around her, no matter how useless it was to her. Recently, in contrast to her surroundings, a cat-like creature had started to visit by the name of Inky, saying that they could grant any wish, no matter how selfish. It wasn't long until the broken pixie had made up her mind.
"Hey, Inky? I want to be able to dance again. You can make that happen, right?"
❀ Other
She received a pet duck from her parents.
Both of her parents are very busy, and she sees very little of them.
Emma refuses to wear her glasses needed to see, even if she does not have contacts.
❀ School
Bellingham
❀ Grade
9th / Freshman
❀ Wish
"Hey, Inky? I want to be able to dance again. You can make that happen, right?"
❀ Soul Gem
Egg : It is held in a golden metal and has a turquoise color to it.
Inactive / Active : A hang-down earring she wears on her left ear.
❀ Weapon
A custom sword, very similar to a Cutlass.
❀ Innate Ability
Emma has much better control over her body, and because of this, she is much more nimble than she once was.
D5 attack
"Coppelia"
A move based on speed, Emma quickly attacks the foe and then moves back as fast as she can.
D10 attack:
"Cinderella"
Emma can heal someone else's wound (not her own).
D15 attack:
"Nutcracker"
Series of small attacks can be done whlie Emma dances around the enemy, putting a show on for it.
D20 attack:
"Swan Lake"
Dancing around the enemy, Emma gracefully attacks use the sword while she is dancing. During her performance, Emma stabs the enemy as though it is part of the dance.
❀ Stats
HP:
100
Attack:
N / A
Dodge:
+ 1
Other:
N / A
❀ Items
None
❀ RP Methods
✔ Notes
✔ Skype
✔ Comments
✖ Chatrooms
✖ Google Documents
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