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Eromania- Emi

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Time for a mad dash mother fucker :iconfuckyeaplz:


:bulletyellow:Full Name :bulletyellow:
Emilia Cruz

:bulletyellow:Nickname:bulletyellow:
Emi, Mimi

:bulletyellow:Age:bulletyellow:
21

:bulletyellow:Gender:bulletyellow:
Female

:bulletyellow:Title:bulletyellow:
Empty Love

:bulletyellow:House:bulletyellow:
Storge


:bulletyellow:Weapon:bulletyellow:
Grenade
"Armed with two types of hand grenades Emi will chuck them at zombies and any opposing force. Her first type are concussion grenades, which are used to cause heavy damage. While a small blast radius of about 2 meters/6-7 feet the shards projected from the blast can go as far as 200 meters/656 feet, causing decent damage. Her second grenade types are stun grenades, which create a blinding flash of light that caused blindness for 5 seconds and emit a loud noise that cause temporary hearing loss and effect a victims balance. She does have some (about 5) grenades with greater blast radius but she likes to save them in her room. All Emis grenades have a time delay, allowing her a chance to warn others to get away."



:bulletyellow:Personality:bulletyellow:
Despite her ganguro style Emis personality is rather tame. Having a fake personality through her time in high school, Emi reverted back once she became an erote into the rule abiding good grades girl she was. She enjoys learning new things and in between training reading and exercise to keep her mind and body fit. She's always willing to help her fellow erotes out, so long as it doesn't violate any of the rules. Though despite this Emi has very little flexibility, even for a small request and will quickly ignore you for even suggesting it. Pushing her will just cause her to throw a fit like a teenager, even if her logic is wrong.


:bulletyellow:Biography:bulletyellow:
Born into a good family, Emi was raised to be a proper young lady and was given any chance her parents could give her to succeed. And even as a child Emi was grateful for her luck, seeing other children struggle or just have no motivation to work, and worked hard to make her parents proud. However for all her good grades and praise this only serve to isolate herself from her classmates who would often tease her. That isn't to say Emi didn't try to get along with them which did not always fail since they needed to copy someones homework. A few classmates were willing to perform the basic acts of friendships to keep on Emis good side and to get help with their work when they needed. These few were Emis only "friends" for a while, or at least until she entered high school. Compared to past grades, high school seemed like a whole new world to the young bookworm.

With her past friends going to other schools from her Emi was on her own this time. She wanted to be liked this time, she didn't want to be teased this time like past classmates have done and was determined to not let that happen again. But with her studious habits and desire to do well didn't go over well with the others and was quickly labeled as a nerd. But Emi wasn't going to let that title stay for long. It started with a simple offer to help with their homework, one that her classmates couldn't pass up on. Over time, her classmates began to warm up to her and thought they could show some pity for the nerd and invite her to a party, knowing she wouldn't fit in well there. But Emi aimed to prove them wrong, buying new clothes, learning how to put make up on and even dying her hair. Her new look went over well with everyone but she soon realized she had to keep dressing that way. Oh well, at least now she would have new friends right?

But it didn't stop there. Now attracting the attention of the in crowd with her new look, Emi was pulled into all sorts of new things to get their approval. Staying out late to party, hanging out with guys that were much older then the group of high schoolers, under-aged drinking. It became so much that now copying homework seemed like such a small thing, not that she could help anyone now. Being taken out almost every day, and even skipping class, Emi fell behind on her work and was slowly failing her classes. Word of this soon got to Emis parents, furious at their once well behaved daughter. The school threatened to drop Emi from school, a wake up call to be sure. But she couldn't lose her new friends, not this far along and began hiding from her friends to study and do her best to catch up, telling them she went off on dates. Finally came graduation with Emi barely skimming by to leave high school. However due to Emis low GPA she couldn't apply to any of the schools she or her parents wanted. Seeking comfort, Emi called a friend to talk and found out that they had gotten into college. Emi couldn't believe it, she swore they were skipping their homework like Emi had to. Soon she found nearly everyone she had changed herself for had gotten into the college of their choice. Her parents tried to reassure her, suggesting community college for now, what choice did Emi have, she didn't want it end at high school.

During her schooling Emi took a part time job, as her parents had long stopped buying her things since it got out she was failing. She thought maybe one last time she could try to contact her high school friends but when she called she was greeted with confusion.

"Who is this again?"

"Oh you were that one girl right?"

"That name doesn't sound familiar? Are you sure you have the right number?"

Only a year had past and they had all forgotten about her. Realizing how much she had given up, how much time she had wasted. She never had any friends, she was alone the whole time. Returning home from class a few days later, she found a letter and a bottle on her work desk. Something from her parents, she wondered as she opened the letter and began reading it. An academy? Venus? What was this? And what was this bottle? She popped it open and gave it a sniff. It didn't smell bad but what moron would be to drink something she didn't recognize. Tossing them both in her trash, Emi continued with her life for a few days. But she found her curiosity was getting the better of her as she reread the letter again, wondering if it was real. She constantly eyed the bottle until she finally opened it again and drank it. What did she have to lose?

Bah, nothing, she thought as she tossed the bottle and letter away one last time. Less then a few hours had passed until Emi was hit waves of pain coming from her back, causing her to stay to her bed as she curled up to hide. A day of uncomfortable sleep and existing had passed as Emi noticed two small bumps on her back. Touching them only caused more pain, keeping her off her back in bed, from the water hitting her back when she showered, even clothes rubbing them. She felt forced to call out from work every morning and to not attend her class. Even talking to her own parents became painful as everything they seemed to say upset her and sparked a fight between them. She stayed to her room as much as she could, hiding as she felt the bumps grow bigger, taking a strange form. Days later, she checked her back early one morning to find something she didn't expect at all.

Wings.

She screamed out in panic, touching and tugging the wings to get them off, scrubbing them in the shower hoping to wash them away. But they wouldn't budge and even hurt her when she got too rough. She thought back to the letter, Eros Academy it said. Well, where else could she go? Maybe..this would be a second chance.





:bulletyellow:Likes:bulletyellow:
-Quiet reading time
-Bright colored make up
-Being up early
-Exercising, usually light jogs
-Sticking to plans/rules
-Not being argued with


:bulletyellow:Dislikes:bulletyellow:
-Being passive
-How much her dye dries out her hair
-Being interrupted while reading
-Cheaters
-Lies
-Rule breakers
-Admitting she's wrong



:bulletyellow:Extra:bulletyellow:
-Emi is only 5,4 ft
-She only carries her stun grenades on her at all times. Her explosive grenades stay in a safe case in her room
-Pouts a lot
-Wakes up at 5-6am every morning to have time to do her hair and make up. On the flipside Emi has to be in bed pretty early to get enough sleep
-Despite having the ganguro style Emi doesn't have to tan
-She's French-Canadian
-Wears contacts
-Still dresses the same way as she did in high school out of a combination of habit and having grown used to the look
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UGH HOTTIE WITH THE BODY
Shes literally wonderful :heart:
....i-im in love hah