Post by adelyssa anette bellerose on Jan 29, 2012 18:45:21 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h177/animegrl-252/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] ADELYSSA A. BELLEROSE  HEY THERE, THEY CALL ME LYSSA AND I'M CURRENTLY TWENTY FOUR YEARS OLD. I'M PART OF THE WEREWOLVES AND I'M A CON ARTIST. ------------------------------------------------- I never knew who were my real parents. Apparently, they abandoned me the moment I was born. But, I'm not mad at them for that. They must have had a reason for giving me up. Maybe they weren't ready for a baby, Maybe I was an accident. I will never know. I never tried to look for them either because I don't want to burden them with grief of abandoning their child. Plus, what if my real parents don't turn out to be what I hoped they will be? Instead, I was tossed around from foster house to foster house. I never had a place to call 'home'. It was always the same for me. No one came to retrieve me either. I was deemed 'unwanted'. Truth is. I don't remember much of my past. It's all one big blur to me. I just remember pieces of it, but it's far and few. It's something that I don't even want to remember anymore. It was up until I was fifteen, that was when I gotten to a better foster house. Trinity and Daniel. That was their names. I like to think of them as my parents because they were the only parent figures that I had in my life. They loved me like they would love their own children. But I wasn't an only child, of course. This was still a foster home. I lived with five others. Sounds like a lot, but we managed to make it work. I had three that was older than me and two that were younger. That was my shot at a normal life. It was the closest thing I had a to loving family. By the time I was in high school, I was exposed to the street life. I mean. I thought it was cool at the time because all the popular, badass kids were around there. Trust me. It's something that I never want to do again. I was stupid and I was young. I thought I was top of the world. And that was foolish. Trust me, once I was knocked off my pedestal, I took a hard fall. Drugs. Gangs. Street racings. Theft.. You name it and I've probably done it all. I'm not proud of it but it's toughened me up and let me experience things that a lot of people never would. Mistakes. That’s how I learned right from wrong and how to change. I have taken almost every single drug out there. Some of them had good effects and others had terrible ones. I’ve gotten into fights with many others. I’ve stolen cars and picked locks. I do not have clean police record because of the stupid things I had done. I’ve even gotten arrested once because I decided to crash a party when I was high. It was pure embarrassment. Looking at what I’ve done now, it was just stupid. My foster parents even pulled of f to the side to discuss what’s going on. I could tell that they were concerned with me. They wanted to know why I was staying out so late, ditching school, and why my habits were starting to get so bad. They even grounded me. I mean, during that time, I found it ridiculous. I had a curfew and I had to bring one of my brothers or sisters with me whenever I went out. But then, my circle of friends soon invited me to go check out some newly opened club. Being a teenager, I couldn't turn down an opportunity like that. It was then I convinced my brother not to come with me that one night because I wanted to be alone. Instead, I tagged along with a pack of ‘friends’ to one of the most popular clubs in the city. One night, I was getting home from a late night of sneaking into a club and underage drinking. I mean, who knew I was going to slip into my old habits so quickly. I didn’t know that I could be that stupid. I didn’t even know that I was going to drink so much, Next thing I remember, this guy had pushed me up against the wall, his hand trailing up my skirt. He was whispering words in my ears. He wanted to have sex with me, but no, I didn't want it. I did do some pretty bad and stupid stuff before, but I didn't want to sleep with a stranger/ My first instinct was to panic and get the hell away from him. I struggle from his grasp. I screamed and tried to squirm away from him. The next thing I know, the guy was on the floor, bleeding to death. And my hands were covered with blood. I'm not quite sure how it had happened. All I knew was that I just killed someone. He was dead and I was alive. I didn't mean to do it. I just ran away from the crime scene and when I saw the missing ad in the news, I felt some grief wash over me. The police were looking for him. He had friends. He had family. Hell. He might have had a lover. And I killed him. They were probably mourning for his loss. I felt bad for what I had done. And I had no idea that it was coming back to bite me in the ass. The next full moon, I experienced something that was life changing. It was purely agonizing; I didn’t know what was happening. I felt my bones shift. Then something else seemed to have taken over and I was shoved away. The next morning I woke up, completely naked, in an open field with the carcasses of humans lying next to me. I had killed them. I had no idea what had happened, so I fled. I didn’t want to put anyone else in danger. I didn’t want to kill anyone else. Too bad. Everywhere I went. I killed someone. I was a werewolf and apparently killing someone had set off the curse. So. I had to learn how to survive on my own. I learned the wonders of conning people. I move around from place to place, leaving broken trust and broken hearts. I use them, get what I want and then throw them off to the side like a used wad of paper. My skills have become better since I had years to hone them to perfection (although they’re not perfect) I’m pretty good at conning people too.I can pretend and become someone I am not. It’s what I have to do to survive. Sometimes, I don't even know who I am. I tend to forget because I’m so used to being someone else I’m not. I’ll look in the mirror and forget who I am. She looks like me. She sounds like me. But she is not me. ----------------------------- Lyssa has a 'Viva la Vida loca' approach to life, which makes her a great barhopper and/or raver . Never a bore, she likes to meet new people, and very easy to get along with. She's isn't the type of girl to hold prejudices against you in regards to your background, even if she lives by the social hierarchy herself. Although she is a all-round friendly person, she would never go out of her way to patronize her social standing for what she knows to be righteous and juste. Some might deem it to be hypocrisy, but she prefers to call it social darwinism. It must dually be noted, however, that she has no power hunger. She knows her place, and has no hidden intention of ever overthrowing the queen and disturbing the peace. Behind that 'little miss sunshine' exterior, however, lies an untrusting person. Easy to befriend, but hard to really get to know, she can prove to be a big nutshell. The best way to describe the girl is to compare her to an incomplete puzzle: the more you know her, the more you get to know the real her. The one that is afraid of getting too close to someone in fear of rejection, and who wishes she could be a better, more genuine individual. She is not only incomplete in the sense that she has many profound issues with herself, but also due to the fact that she has never fallen in love. Granted, she has dated before, and had a rather sparked love life, yet she has yet to find the prince in shining armour that will sweep her off her feet and hold the key to her shielded heart. She makes herself out to be fearless, even if it is far from the truth. She has several phobias such as doing something profoundly stupid and irreversable that would have immeasurable consequences on her life. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop her from making some huge mistakes, during which she has to suffer the damage control to follow. Being the party girl that she is, she has found herself in some very indesirable situations. Her sunshine personality and love of alcohol often overwhelms her reason and consciousness, as she believes that every moment is meant to be lived to the fullest. She's very secretive around everyone. She can never truthfully trust someone fully, she believes her only truth left in the world is the fact she doesn't trust, she will keep many secrets even from her closest of friends. She has one thing she hides from the outside world, the fact that she is a con woman, her own family doesn't even know this. Not like they would care. She hides behind her secrets, kind of like her own mask. Her life through her eyes is one big masquerade, she can see through everyone. Thats how she lives, she lives off knowing everyones true colors when she won't dare to show her own. She hides behind anything she can, her music, her status. Everything. Vigilant is one word that describes her very well. Just because she's pretty doesn't mean she doesn't pay attention or analyze anything. Actually she has a problem not noticing things, it's just her. The biggest mistake that's hidden in something bothers her and she just has to fix it, or the smallest things that's not really a big deal annoys her because she knows that it could be better. Not only can she figure out some mistakes, she pays close attention to people's personality, behavior, attitude, and physical appearance. But not only that, she can tell a lot of things from someone's handwriting, voice, hand shake, and skin texture. You can say that she has a bit of problem. She knows her way around words, knows how to say the right words to manipulative a person to get what she wants. She's just a bitch like that, by her looks you'd never think this girl was as sneaky was she was but, she is. She sneaks around, twists word. It isn't lying, just twisting it around into something thats more interesting, she doesn't put words in with the old ones, she puts the old words into new places to fit what she wants it to sound like. This is why she could make a great gossip site writer well because, of the word twisting and the manipulative side she has. Words flow off like honey off her tongue. She could possibly even convince someone to sell their soul to the devil. She knows her way with gossip, and talking behind peoples backs. She may have that innocent look to her but, a lot of people don't know what goes on behind closed doors with Lyssa. She's one scary person when she feels the need to be. No matter what, the constant in her personality is that she is very strong. Like most people she likes the comfort of her family and friends, but if she had to she could always cope on her own. In a crises, she copes not by freaking out, but by trying to come up with a plan. The plan might not always work, but she never wants to appear weak and keeping busy helps with this. She hates being told what to do. She’s a fiery and spirited young girl, and likes thinking for herself. Sher hates appearing weak, and is not one to cry in public or around those she doesn’t know. Because of this some people see her as cold, heartless and emotionless. The reason for her wanting to appear so kept together is because in reality she’s not. Sometimes she doesn’t know what to do, sometimes she wants to break down and cry, but her father used to always tell her ‘if you show weakness, people will take advantage. |
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THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED DORKI AND SITS AT SIX THOUSAND. SHE LIVES IN THE CENTRAL TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO MIRANDA KERR, DON'T YOU THINK?
[/div]THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED DORKI AND SITS AT SIX THOUSAND. SHE LIVES IN THE CENTRAL TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO MIRANDA KERR, DON'T YOU THINK?
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