God of Emotions

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Name: Viola Sharp
Age: 17 and 3/4
Race: Human..as far as she knows anyways
Home: Where is this set?
Appearance: http://www.romance-fire.com/pictures/br ... %20212.jpg
Personality: Quiet, often overrun by her emmotions, she is popluar but not sure if the life she has the life she was meant for or the life she wants.
History: Pretty much grew up an average girl until one summer right before freshman year, she thinned out, got a tan, and her skin cleared up. Boys who once considered her "just a friend" were falling all over her. She often got overwhelmed with different emmotions all at one time which would cause massive head ache and stomache pains. She has learned to control it for the most part by dealing with the pain, but still can spiral out of control...
othe: Up for love I guess lol

It is set in California, Your name can be anything,

Naomi~

Naomi watched worridly as Sirith dug his fork into the table, creating light brown marks against the mahogany. Naomi smiled the second everyone was there. "You may ea-" but before she could finish everyone was already digging into their Beef Stew. Naomi breathed a sigh of relief and walked back into the kitchen, sitting on the counter and eating a plain carrot. A few chairs were scooted backwards and shouts of wanting more reached Naomi.

"Get it yourselves! It's in the pot on the table," she shouted angrily in reply. God! I make the food and put their rooms together and this is the thanks I get! Naomi thought, letting her anger get the best of her. She stood up and kicked a chair, that was suppose to be bolted to the ground, over, breaking the legs in two. Naomi began to breathe hard, attempting to calm down.

[Giovanna]

Sirith was sitting at the table, stiff, gripping his fork tightly. Giovanna sat the opposite end of him, trying to stop being afraid. She kept her eyes low and waited for Naomi to finish setting the table.

The uncomfortable feeling wouldn't leave her, she wanted to get away from him. "I um... I'm going to go get Aoi." said Giovanna jumping out of her chair and heading down the hall.

A small sign on one of the wooden doors said "Aoi's Room." Her room was right beside Giovanna's, but she's never been in there. With Aoi being sad all the time she imagined the walls of her room to be blue.

Finally, with the thought of Sirith's stiffness left her mind, she could feel calm again. Once she was able to control her impulse to make people fear here, Giovanna finally knocked on the door. "Aoi? Are you in here?"

[Sirith]

Sirith ate his food. Well, that's an understatement. More like, Sirith tore viciously at the Beef Stew, grinding his teeth harder than necessary as he chewed, stabbing violently with his fork. The Beef Stew was him, everything about himself that he despised. He stabbed it and stabbed it, but his rage wouldn't die.

He faintly heard the sound of a chair breaking and automatically told himself to calm down, this time out loud(he says it out loud when he is particularly violent), "Calm."

He felt eyes on him and looked up, it wasn't him that had broken anything, it was Naomi. Woops. He looked down, clenching his jaw, "Sorry, habit."

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Naomi calming down slightly.

Tex looked through the window and saw the girl that saved him kick down the chair in front of that crazy guy.
Tex slowly lowered himself to the grass." Crazy...Their all crazy."

**BTW I can't remember names tat well so if I say your emotion just tell me and I'll change it **

Naomi~

Naomi breathed deeply. "Encouragment," a huge, bulky, teenager looked up, "you're in charge. I need some air." Naomi stormed out of the huge house's back door. She walked angrily to a swingset that was at the side of the house. How does Theo expect me to help them? It would be easier if he'd just come down here himself. She glared up at the sky, a sun was setting in front of her. Theo is enjoying this. He loves it when one of us is in need of help or is confused. Hopefully these guys will get used to it. Naomi sighed. Yeah right.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?!" She screamed at the sunset. A low bellow that only Emotions would be able to here eurupted from the sky. Naomi screamed angrily before ripping one of the five swings of the large medal bar.

[Sirith]

Sirith finished dissecting his dinner and quickly shot away to his room, before his anger could set in. He always had a few moments peace after meals and he absolutely loved the foreign feeling.

He fell backwards onto his bed, closing his eyes and breathing deeply. Then, he smiled.

**sorry not much time**

Viola-

The sun was setting over the hill. Viola closed the book she was reading and climbed down from the tree she was sitting in. She wasn't up very high. The tree was a twisted knotted mess that branched out right at the base, making it perfect for sitting in for hours and reading. The tree had been there since they moved into the house ten years ago. It was the last day of spring break. Tomorrow she would be going back to school. She liked school, for the most part. She had lots of friends, good classes, her teachers liked her, she was class vice president. She could never make up her mind about how she felt about school, or most things for that matter. She felt another headache coming on and decided to head inside her house. She walked around the side of her house and to the front door. She glanced across the street at her neighbor, Tex, who was brandishing a crow bar and walking into his neighbor's yard. Viola smiled to herself.
"Hey Tex!" She called. The boy jumped, swinging the crowbar before realizing it was just Viola.
"Y-yeah?"
"You want a ride to school tomorrow?" He stood pondering for a moment before nodding his head. "Ok, seven thirty good?" Another nod. She smiled and opened the front door to her house. She always saw Tex walking and knew he got teased at school, she remebered being teased, it was not fun.
"Viola, is that you?" Her mother called from somewhere in the depths of the house.
"Yeah mom!" She called back, kicking a loose soccer ball down the hallway and setting her book on a side table by the front door. Four of Viola's brothers ran down the hallway and began an indoor soccer match, it was all the younger ones. She could hear her twin brother, Vin, playing his guitar in his room. Her oldest brother, Jeremy was in college.
"Boys take it outside!" Her mother said emerging from another room. Sammy, the oldest of those four picked up the ball and ran outside. As he ran out he said,
"Viola, come play with us!"
"No boys! She has to try on dresses!" Her mother answered for her. Viola groaned, but at the same time maybe the dresses were pretty, why was she getting a new dress? She wasn't sure how she felt.

Aoi-

"Um come in Giovanna." Aoi told her.

She entered the room while Aoi was still placing her books in the bookself.

"Dinner is ready." Giovanna reported.

Aoi walked towards her." Thanks." Aoi said.

Then the two girls walked down stairs into the dinning room.

[Sirith]

Sirith breathed deeply, subconsciously fighting against the wave of rage that was ever-present, always waiting for him.

For once, his mind was calm, his muscles and tendons relaxed. He opened his eyes, slowly, daring away from the blackness that seemed to calm him. He studied the stucco of the ceiling above him, steering away from any thoughts that might make him angry.

The God of Rage was peaceful. How long could it last?

**i dare someone to interrupt him **

Naomi~

After a few hours of screaming Naomi was calm, or at least couldn't scream anymore. She walked back into the house, only to find the kitchen destoyed. "Dammit!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, one last time. "Everyone! Get back down here and clean up your mess." Nobody came. Naomi took another deep breath and began cleaning. Little ungrateful...

Once everything was clean Naomi stomped upstairs and checked to make sure everyone was in bed. She stopped at Sirith's door, it sounded like he was calm. Naomi ever so slightly, knocked and opened the door, only poking her head in. "Sirith," she whispered, trying not to upset him, "lights out in an hour, make sure you take a shower before then." She pointed to the bathroom that each room had and shut the door, walking back downstairs and wiping down the table once more.

Tex spitted in the pawm of his hands and began to open the capsule door...after two hour's with the crowbar Tex just walked to his porch...and then he threw the Crowbar at the capsule in frustration.
" Screw you!" Tex spitted at the capsule and then walked back into his house for some sleep.
The only thought he could think of is ' How am I going to tell my parent's when they come back from vacation?'

While he slept, the capsule began to open...

[Sirith]

Sirith stood slowly, watching the door close behind Naomi. He felt it this time, the rage, bubbling inside of him.

He slammed his fist into the wall, suddenly furious at being talked to like a five year old. He loathed not being in control of his life, if you can call it that, he loathed not knowing what was going on, and most of all he loathed himself.

He let out an inhuman scream, repeatedly punching the wall. His rage grew with each nerve-numbing punch. His muscles grew fiery, the way they did when he lost it. He barely registered the blood that stained the wall, the enormous hole that he was creating.

He heard footsteps, which angered him, and he hit harder and harder.

"What are you doing?!" He heard someone scream. Then there were many hands, pulling him back. He wrenched himself free, venting his anger on them. His mind made no register of his actions, he simply felt the fire in his veins, urging him on.

**how's that for dramatic, eh?**

Naomi~

Naomi winced each time Sirith hit the wall. I'm sorry. She silently thought. After it had sounded like he'd calmed down a little Naomi walked back up the stairs, carrying a wet rag and another bowl of soup. She walked into Sirith's room, which the others had left wide open. "Sorry." She said to him, really trying not to upset him. She handed him the bowl of stew and quickly cleaned the blood off the wall.

"Sorry," she said again before walking out of the room and closing the door.