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mudvayne?
Name: call me Oz Dahlia
Gender: uuuhh....-checks-...oh yeah!.... female...
Age: 17 ... -chants- 5 months 5 months 5 months...
Contact: chemicalintoxication@hotmail.com <--- that be for msn and email
RP experience: LARP for a year and a half, rp-ing on fourms for about 2 years now.
Site found by random searching for a new rpg site
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Char Name:
Lillias McKie
Age:
18
Birthplace: Unknown
Appearance:
<hair> coal black with a brown tint, cut long in the front with short banes swept over her right eye, and cut into short layers in the back.
<eyes> grey ringed with black
<height> 5'9"
<weight> 143
<skin> pale white
<clothing style> dark colours being mostly black and reds in a gothic styled way.
<tattoos> German Eagle on the inside of her left wrist and a tribal pattern on her lower back with several swastika woven into it so that you have to stare at it some time before you realize what they are.
<piercing> Left ear - 4, Right ear - 3, Lip - formerly pierced on the right side, Nose - on small stud in the left side.
<makeup> Normally black eyeliner and black eye shadow with a touch of red around it.
<most often worn clothing/jewelry> A black wrist band on her right wrist with a dark red Marilyn Manson styled on it. Dark tight fitting blue jeans with the knees ripped out and multiple other rips along the thighs. An extra wide black belt with silver studs in two rows along it. A smaller belt with one row of studs along it worn hanging lower than the first belt. A form fitting black t-shirt with a white skull on the lower left side. A black beaded choker with a silver German cross on a light chain. Black post earrings and smaller sliver earrings in different designs mix n matched in the other holes in her ears.
History:
Lillias was born February 8th, 1985. Her mother died the same night she was born. No one knew who the father was.
She was sent to live with her aunt and uncle, both upstanding Christians, in the States. Lillias' childhood was anything but normal. She was often opposed to go to church when her Aunt and Uncle went and they had to drag her kicking and screaming through the doors where she would sit on the back pew and wail endlessly until she was once again outside. When she was four, she disappeared one afternoon. When her Aunt went to look for her, she found her in the shed behind the house with a dog stretched out in front of her on it's back. At first her Aunt couldn't tell if the dog was dead or alive, but Lillias put the question to rest when she picked up the grilling fork and began tearing at the dog's stomach, ripping it open. Lillias' aunt had run back to the house yelling at her husband that the child was the devil's with no doubt. After that Lillias' aunt refused to so much as touch the child.
When she was 10 she set the church's Sunday school teacher on fire, almost killing her after the teacher had told Lillias that was "going to Hell for her sinful ways and would burn forever". Three years latter, when she was 12, she located the teacher's house and broke in one night, slitting her throat. However, Lillias was never blamed for this, most thought it had been the Teacher's husband who it was well known was having an affair and wanted rid of his Christian wife. A few years passed without major incident, only the screaming at her walls as if she were arguing with someone. It wasn't until Lillias was 15 that the troubles really started. She disappeared as she often did for days at a time, no one was sure where she went for she had no friends, leaving a note scrawled across her bedroom wall that read "I Follow In My Father's Footsteps.". He Aunt was the one to find it, at first she disregarded it for it was in German. However when it began to strike her more and more odd she found a way to translate it and panicked, calling at once for her husband. Lillias returned 5 days later, stayed for a day under the watchful eyes of her Aunt and uncle and then left again. this time she did not return for two weeks. When she did finally return it was in the dead of night. Her Uncle woke to the sound of a fire in the back yard. He hurriedly woke her Aunt and they crept on the back porch to watch Lillias stack three bodies on top of each other and prepared to set they're naked flesh alight. There was another such stack two feet away from this one already blazing with the putrid smell of burning hair and flesh. More were drawn to the site, but afraid to say anything about it. The next day police arrived to find Lillias huddled in the corner of her room, slowly rocking back and forth singing to herself and old German song. They took her first to be tried for the murders of a woman and 2 children and it went on record that most of the burning piles were animals. It came out that in fact Lillias had not murdered them, as the children seemed to have died of internal bleeding with no marks showing how this could have happened and the woman was ---------- who had died in a car crash that morning.
The judge was puzzled over the correct course of action to take with this strange girl. Finally he decided it be best if she be sent to an asylum. Her Aunt rejoiced that they were free from "Satan's Child" as she had called her so many times. Lillias was sent to one asylum after another until she was finally sent to Steel Valley Asylum to be treated and released after 13 months.
Over time Lillias began to calm down and is beginning to seem almost normal. But she still has a the occasional outburst in yelling at her walls and her temper is short.
Lillias' Aunt still is terrifed of her and talked it over with her husband deciding it best to send her off to school. Natuarly, her Autn wouldn't have herself gossiped about, so seh found the best place she could to send Lillias.
Personality:
VERY moody. Mostly she is quite and watchful, always on the lookout for something. Where she once held herself above most and preferred to watch most from someplace in the center of a room. When 'he' is unhappy with something she does she often get violent, throwing things, screaming, yelling at her 'father' and often beating on whatever is closest. This rarely happens anymore as she claims "He's become so disappointed in her submission to the doctors that he had abandoned her."
Lillias now prefers to stay in one of the corners of a room hopeful that she'll simply be ignored. Her speech is mostly kept in reserve, though if someone is willing to talk to her she'll happily tell them anything they want to know. Just...try not to maker her mad.
Likes:
Thunder Storms-
The cool rain beating against you, the light seeming to reflect your every feeling, and the thunder matching the sound of your beating heart as your eyes go wide at the beauty of it all.
The Ocean -
With the waves crashing on the shore as if they wish to be part of the land, but are forever pulled back to be part of the seemingly endless blue-green waters.
Caves -
The cool stone all around you and the faint light making your mind go wild. Seeing things that aren't there, a demon lies around every corner.
Twilight -
When the world stands still. When it feels that if you move, the whole world will shatter. For just a moment, no matter what is happening, the world is right.
Her Father's Voice -
Dislikes:
The Calm -
When everything seems to be dead and nothing is moving, even your own breath seems to be stilled.
Her Father's Voice -
Picture/Doll/Other:
in my siggy and av...not a celleb so -shrugs- :blink:
Le Secret Word Thingymabober: :ph43r:
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Letting her fears fall around her, Lillias watched the two walk from the room.
Nothing ever went right for her it seemed and once again it all went wrong. She kept her face perfectly claim as she rose from her seat in the corner to move to the sofa where no one else sat because of the large speakers pouring out their pounding music.
She settled herself next to one of the speakers and let her head fall onto the back of the sofa, closing her eyes. Why was it when she finally found a friend she always had to have them snatched away from her such a short time later? No....you wanted him to be more than a friend.
Lillias sighed and opened her eyes staring at the textured ceiling. She knew it was true. He had been one of the first people to over look her past and befriend her and she had hoped that it would mean a bit more than friendship. But she'd been sadly mistaken as always.
She felt resentment and anger well up in her as she watched him and the drunken girl hanging onto his arm leave the room. Lillias knew the girl well enough to know she didn't approve of Lillias and she knew that the girl had no doubt been what made him tell Lillias that as much as he enjoyed her company, their friendship needed a break.
‘Tis the way life goes, you must take what it is you want.
Is that indeed what she should do?
Lillias leapt up off the sofa, pushing her way through the bodies of all the people packed in around her trying desperately to reach the door.
Lillias skidded out onto the porch in time to see the tail lights of his car speed down the street.
It's time to leave...
"Aye...it is time to leave..." she whispered to herself.
Pulling her long black coat tightly about her and lifting her backpack onto her shoulder, Lillias started down the sidewalk headed for no place she could think of.
This post has been edited by Luke McGreggor on Oct 14 2006, 10:10 PM
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McKie, Lillias, um.. Prosthetics?
