Post by Lyra Morgensen on Apr 12, 2009 23:24:14 GMT -5
"Tell Me Something I Don't Know"
Lyra Morgensen
Lyra Morgensen
Nicknames: Lyra
Species: Witch
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ability: (if vampire)[/ul]
- ability
"Stop and stare."
Appearance: Lyra looks like a run down, depressed person. Which is the type of person she is… She has scraggly black hair that stops at about her shoulders. Her eyes are actually a pale blue, but they usually look brown, because her hair always is in her face. Lyra is short and really skinny. You’ll see her with no emotion on her face. She used to be a really smiley person, but now, it’ll be a challenge to get her to laugh, or even to smile.
Lyra appears to be very tired, which she is because the happenings of that one night always come back to haunt her. She never wears makeup, and she doesn’t really care what she looks like. In the morning, she’ll just rip a brush through her hair. Lyra will go to school looking like a zombie, but that doesn’t bother her. And although Lyra is a gloomy person, she is very elegant.
Personality: Lyra used to be a loud fun-loving peppy girl, but now she is an unwelcoming closed door. She never talks to anyone, unless it’s someone she can really trust. Some people may think that Lyra is stuck-up, but she’s not. She has always been quiet, and now, she has a reason to keep her mouth shut. Lyra is extremely shy. She’ll try to hide from anyone she doesn’t know. This usually involves her fleeing from the person.
To make up for all of this timidity, Lyra is very smart. She can remember a spell and what it does just by hearing it once. Lyra got her memory from her memory loss. Everything that she can’t remember made room for all of her studies at the Academy. With her smartness, Lyra will help a person in need of help if she knows them very well. Otherwise she’ll leave them to fend on their own, which seems mean, but she’s been through a lot.
Style: Lyra likes to wear dark clothing. Her usual outfit on any given day is either dark blue or black jeans with a dark colored long sleeve shirt. Lyra wears no jewelry but the small heart necklace that Matthew gave her for her birthday. If she were to wear any other jewelry, she feels it would take away from the love she never deserved. She can’t wear earrings because her ears have never been pierced.
If she absolutely needs to dress up, Lyra will wear a lavender dress. Then, she will curl her hair and reluctantly put on some makeup and a smile. She hates doing this so don’t make her dress up if she doesn’t need too because if you do, she will hate you. The only time she dressed up was to go to Matthew’s funeral. [/ul]
"Tonight's the night when I will fall for you over again"
Except, Lyra didn’t die. She only caused herself more suffering. Lyra was elevated up into the air. As she floated on the air held up by the tender lavender butterflies that were sent to heal her, she saw the sky brighten with orange. Lyra looked down, and saw Matthew lying on the ground, his face ashen, himself gone. Suddenly, he was there next to her on a cloud being brought up to a better place. “Goodbye my love.” he said. At that, Matthew disappeared. “No!” Lyra shouted. “I’m supposed to be dead too! Why am I still here?” The butterflies parted and she fell down to the ground, no evidence of her wound was present. Lyra landed next to Matthew’s lifeless body. She wrapped her arms around him and wept.
Lyra looked up in alarm when frantic footsteps were approaching her. “Lyra, Lyra”, they seemed to be calling. “Who are you?” Lyra said when the feet brought a body into view. Cara Morgensen was shocked to see that Lyra didn’t know who she was. “Lyra…I’m your mother.” “Mother?” Lyra asked. “What the hell is a mother?” Cara sighed, and then she saw the body. “Oh my God. Lyra what happened?” She went over and pulled Lyra to her feet. Lyra was really confused. “Stop! What are you doing?” Cara stopped and sat on the ground. She saw the knife on the ground, the blood on Matthew and the blood on Lyra’s hands. “Do you remember him?” Cara asked. “Of course I do. That’s Matthew…he’s just sleeping.” Lyra responded. “No Lyra. He’s not sleeping, he’s dead.” Lyra gasped. Then it hit her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean too. I did it. I was supposed to go too but the butterflies wouldn’t let me.” She sobbed. “It’s okay Lyra. I know it was an accident. And no, you weren’t supposed to go either. You can’t go, you have the immortality spell over you.” Cara explained. That brought a light bulb over Lyra’s head. This woman as her mother, Cara. She had a father, and two siblings. She was the one who killed Matthew, and she was the one who couldn’t die because her mother cast that spell on her. Lyra told her mother this; she couldn’t remember anymore of her life.
Cara took Lyra home and explained how she was a witch, and how she went to the Academy. Cara also explained how Matthew was Lyra’s boyfriend, and how they had to go to the funeral when it was planned. Lyra found out that she always lived a happy life in Forks. But all of that was about to change. Especially on the day of her beloved’s funeral, which she cannot talk about. Now, Lyra is trying to get things back to normal, even though she knows that will never happen, because her past is gone, and Matthew is too. Lyra hopes she will win this fight.
Mother: Cara Morgensen
Father: Charlie Morgensen
Siblings: Bryn Morgensen (older sister), Jack Morgensen (younger brother)
Extended Family: Aunt Miranda and Uncle Jesse
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"Become what I can't be."
How Long You've Been RPing: A yearish
Anything Else you Want us to Know? (i.e.any other accounts here): Lindsey Tiarmi and Sylvia Anderson belong to me!
Rules Word: Mrs. Isabella Marie Cullen
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