The Testing ☢ The Pain ☣ The Revolt v.3

[Ayato ototochan]

max
He whimpered before climbing into the backseat and curled up beside Eric seemingly ignoring Jeremy. He was heart broken, distracted and depressed. He only muttered a reply before saying "c...can you go to the outskirts of town?" He asked softly "I...I can tell you what to do from there..." He muttered. His eyes were dull and lifeless.

[fiver]

Jeremy nodded and drove onto the road. He didn't want to say anything more letting him have his moments of grief. His blue eyes focused on the road.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He nuzzled Eric and put Eric's arm around him as he curled up into a tiny ball beside him crying silently.

[fiver]

Jeremy glanced at max and frowned he looked back to the road and drove on till he made it outside of town. He pulled the Side Of the toad.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He quivered but remained curled up in a ball until Jeremy pulled over. He sat up and looked around "..." He looked at Jeremy "..." His lifeless eyes were still moist

[fiver]

He unbundled and looked to max. He frowned sadly. " I am so sorry max. I really am..." seeing the light in his eyes diminished made him feel worse

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He whimpered softly before getting out of the truck and tried to get Eric out as well

[ursus.]

Name:
Alta Fiore

Gender:
Female

Age:
20

Side:
Undecided

Tearmark-pure symbol:
Hazard

Looks:
Alta has shoulder-length jet black hair and slanted yellow/ green eyes. She is well built and sturdy, about 5'6 in height and 130 pounds, although testing has caused her weight to drop steadily. Her skin is a tad pale.

Personality:
Alta doesn't like people. That being said, she respects others and does not find joy in the needless taking of lives for satisfaction. She has a strong sense of what is right and what is wrong.

History:
She grew up near the coast, so she always feels at peace when near water or sand.

Talents:
Reading the atmosphere and manipulating people's thoughts.

Likes:
Finding peace and having all people agree on something.

Dislikes:
Needless killing and annoying people.

strengths:
Making people rethink their lives.

Weaknesses:
Being friednly

Weapons:
Her mind, although she does carry around a whip.

Crush:
None/ open.

(Let me know if I need to make a guy, I'd be more than happy to!)

Other:
optional

[j. bourne]

[[ whoops, something happened to my post? xc ]]

[fiver]

Jeremy helped him with getting eric out and he gently laid him on the ground. "where are you wanting to bury him?"

Eleven looked at his papers. He had already declined the five workers requesting his papers for payments. Already missing bills. He smirked and closes his eyes sitting back in his chair. Right now he could care less about anything.

(Accepted!)