Heeeeere's Erica!

warning to all pessismists; erica is here to destroy everything you know and care about

[the-one-and-only-prince]

New Start // [ Aki + Erica]

[the-one-and-only-prince]

Having not lived in a town quite this size, exploring the place had been one of the most important activities to do. If he was expected to live here for a while, he had to know where everything was located. Or at least a few places…he thought thinking small. Aki had always had trouble staying in one place for long, this place being no exception. 

Snapping out of his thoughts, he barely had enough time to register a voice, let alone what the person was saying, before having to avoid bags of food splattering on top of him. Groaning, Aki lunged, capturing a few in his hands before the rest making a mess on top of him. Ignoring his state, his attention fell to the girl laying face first on the sidewalk. “Are you okay?” he asked, placing what groceries he managed to catch next to her. 

[ericamaverdeen]

Erica lifted her head, preparing to speak before blood filled her mouth. Instead, she ended up spitting in the stranger’s face. “Oops.”

Being used to such accidents, and therefore desensitized, she merely held her sleeve up to her nose to stem the flow of blood. It was quickly stained an ugly red. “I’m fine!” She chirped, voice nasal for obvious reasons. Now that she was looking at him, she noticed a crucial detail that she’d previously overlooked. “You’ve got egg on your--” Her eyes went wide. “You’re an egghead! Hah! Ahahahaha! That’s amazing!” She dissolved into a fit, clutching her stomach with her unoccupied hand.

Once she’d managed to suck in a copper-tasting breath, she shot to her feet. “I’m Erica, by the way! Erica Kay Maverdeen! And,” she leaned in close, as if preparing to whisper a secret, “I’m actually a superhero.” She winked.

“So, Eggy. Eggbert. Eggstein. Eggboy. What’s your name? Age? Occupation? Favorite color?” She clapped her hands together, her sleeve making a wet smacking noise. All of her face below her nose--from her cheeks to her chin--was now smeared in blood. “Oh, I remember! I was gonna make food! Well, the food’s all over you now, and I kinda don’t wanna put you on the menu, so fast food it is!” As she said this, something occurred to her. A look of horror crossed her face.

“Wait, what if they think I’m a zombie?! Will they refuse me service?!” She let loose a wail of despair.

[the-one-and-only-prince]

New Start // [ Aki + Erica]

Not even a week into his new life, Aki wanted to flee. The whole reason for coming to the new town was for him to start over, but not even the ever social prince could will himself out of his home. This is getting me nowhere…he muttered, ceasing the unfinished circle from his pacing.

 Taking a deep breathe, he closed his eyes smoothing away the anxiety built inside himself. Counting back from 5, he slowly opened them, letting the stress melt away.  I can do this…  he thought, opening the door. Taking the first step, his grin resurfaced, the shining prince back. Not knowing the town, he walked along the streets with no clear destination in mind. 

[ericamaverdeen]

Erica romped down the sidewalk, bag of groceries held in her hands. The paper crinkled as she held it to her chest, though it obscured her vision. She wasn’t much of a cook, but she was getting tired of eating fast food. Even she couldn’t mess up beef stroganoff, right?

Riiiiight.

Tripping over her own feet, the grocery bag went flying. Erica made a noise halfway between a gasp and a mournful howl. “Blondie, look out!”

Following this, she fell face-first on the concrete, her nose making a wet cracking noise. With her luck, she’d probably broken it. Again.

[ericamaverdeen]

Green-eyed Girls [Athena&Erica]

“Get back here, you little scoundrel!” Erica hollered, running full sprint down one of the many cobbled streets of Salem. People dodged out of her way as she passed, some not as quick as others, knocked to the ground by the sheer force with which they bumped into her. There were a few times in which she almost got herself run over by an unsuspecting vehicle.

Car horns and the voices of enraged citizens filled the air in her wake.

And what was she chasing, you might ask? Suffice to say nobody would believe her, considering the culprit was transparent and of a floaty, unliving persuasion.

A ghost had stolen her favorite jacket. Erica was, for a change, livid.

In another life, if Erica had joined track in high school, she might’ve earned herself a reputation; she had to have been chasing this thing for more than a mile by now. Mustering up her leftover energy, she increased her pace, rapidly gaining on the specter. She skidded at the turn, and propelled herself into the air, intending to tackle the thief -

Instead, she collided with something solid.

[ericamaverdeen]

You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire. They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend. The criticism is distasteful and unjustified. What do you do?

"Ah, man, that kinda sucks…" She thinks carefully, steam coming out of her ears. "Man! I guess I’d tell them about my friend and say all the good stuff! Then, their opinion’d have to change! Then we can call have lunch together at some big expensive place! Oh, that’d be awesome… Whoops, I’m drooling now! Guess I have to catch a quick snack before headin’ to bed, haha!”

[ericamaverdeen]

If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?

"I’d probably live the same way I do now. I mean, life is gonna end at one point, so you should do everything you want to do. And I’m doing that right now. So, I think I’m set! Hee hee!"

[ericamaverdeen]

Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you are doing?

"Uh, pretty sure I believe everything I do!" She nods fervently, grinning widely. “‘Cause if you don’t believe in it, what’s the point of doing it? So yeah, I do what I believe in. Wow, that actually sounds really cool and hero-like. Maybe I should start saying that…"

[ericamaverdeen]

Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not?

Erica’s eyes seemed to light up. “Of course I would! Erica, heroine of justice, savior of lives, on her way! That’d be so cool, to save a life like that! Why wouldn’t I?!” She’s bouncing up and down in her seat. “Gosh, I hope that happens some day. Saving lives is so cool! You gotta hand it to doctors, their job is awesome!”

[ericamaverdeen]

If you found a book that detailed your entire life, including the future, would you read it? What would you do with the book afterwards?

Erica chuckles. “Of course I wouldn’t read it! That’d take the fun out of life!” She seems to think the question was a joke. “Haha, silly, it’s obvious. Oh, um, do what with it… Wait. A book that’s about your whole life. It’s a magic book, then! Or some oracle or seer or whatever you call ‘em wrote it! That’s so cool! I’d keep it, of course! Who’d throw away a magical book written by a prophet?!”

[ericamaverdeen]

Would you rather visit the past or the future?

"Oh, both sound so cool!" She squirms oddly in her seat, making a noise similar to the keening of a bird. "Why can’t I do both?! That’d be —" She pauses, struck by a sudden light bulb. "Wait! I got it! I’ll go to the future, where they have time-traveling machines, and then go to the past too! Haha, how’s that sound? I’ve solved your riddle!" She’s giggling like a madwoman now. "This goes back to that robo-dinosaur thing, y’know. That’s definitely how it happened." She crosses her arms in triumph, smiling and posing as if for a picture.

[ericamaverdeen]

Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most?

Erica’s smile thinned. “Well, that isn’t very nice, is it? Neither would be fun…” She crosses her arms, tapping one finger on her forearm. “Hm… I guess the one I love the most. Because I’d be able to get over that. Just because I loved them doesn’t mean they loved me. Yeah, that’s better than the one you trust the most. That’s like, the ultimate betrayal or something. That should only happen in movies, ‘cause in real life that’d be super depressing.” She nods once as if to reassure herself.

[ericamaverdeen]

What is your definition of a family?

"Hmm, right down to the deep stuff, huh?" She chuckles, crossing one leg over the other. "Well, people who’re all close and stuff. Like, people who aren’t family family, but consider each other family anyway. I had this great friend a few years back, and we were so stuck together everyone thought we were siblings, but we weren’t. Kinda like that, I guess.” She grins widely. “That means we have a lot more family than we think, right? Isn’t that awesome?”

[ericamaverdeen]

ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

Erica paused for a moment to consider. She tucked her hand underneath her chin, mimicking the pose of The Thinker.

…After four minutes, she finally returned to earth. “Oh, come on! That’s too hard! Can’t we have, like, robo-dinosaurs? That’d be sweet!” She gasps suddenly, as if struck by a horrifying thought. “Wh-What if the robots and dinosaurs lived peacefully, and then the fire nation attacked with that meteor and killed all the dinosaurs, and now the robots are all sad and everything because their robo-dinosaur children went back in time to stop it from happening?!”

She runs off down the hall, intent on sharing this tragic tale with anyone keen on listening.