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Lyric Marie Phillipe
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xX;Basics Name: Lyric Marie Phillipe Nickname: N/A Age: 18 Birthday: November 3, 2006 Clique(s): Nerd/Wanderer Grade: Senior Sexuality: Heterosexual
xX;Family Parents: Anne Hathaway 43; Ryan Phillipe 51 [divorced] Siblings:Ava Elizabeth (half-sister) 26; Deacon Reese (half-brother) 22
xX;Appearance Eyes:Dark Brown Hair: Brunette Ethnicity: Irish-American and German-American Clothes: Well, Lyric doesn’t really have a specific style. She doesn’t dress like a nerd. You know, suspenders, high turtlenecks during the summer, high waters. Her style is very simple. She wears jeans and t-shirts and every once and a while, if the weather permits, a sweater. She likes hoodies and tank tops. Skirts and capris. Though, you’ll rarely find her in a skirt. According to her, they don’t let you move as freely.
Overall appearance:
Lyric is what you call a natural beauty. She’s considered tall by some, but short in the modeling world, measuring up to 5’7” in height. She’s a thin girl having eating mostly vegetables and fruits in her entire life with the exception of a few meats here and there. Her skin is fair and easily turn pink with she’s embarrassed or someone pinches them. They turn bright red when she’s angry or upset.
Her dark chocolate eyes resemble those of puppies, though she hates when people make the comparison. But it’s true. Her eyes are wide with innocence (or supposed innocence) and almond shaped. Her dark brown hair is long, reaching to the middle of her back. It’s usually worn it’s naturally curly way and rarely does she straighten it. She hates it and really wants to cut if off, but feels much too connected to it to do so.
Image:
 Model: Anne Hathaway
xX;Personality Likes: [x] Classical Music [x] Blues Music [x] Jazz Music [x] English [x] Writing [x] Guys (though, she’s shy to admit it) [x] The color lavender [x] Puppies [x] Cocaine [x] Painting [x] Going to concerts and hearing people play [x] Horses
Dislikes: [x] Her father [x] The man that ruined their family [x] Anyone who knows of her habit and uses it to their advantage [x] Mean people [x] The color green [x] Metal music [x] Her passiveness
Fears: [x] Being forgotten [x] Having something else ripped from her life [x] Letting someone take too much advantage of her [x] Sex [x] Falling in love
Wishes: [x] To fall in love [x] To be bold [x] To be beautiful [x] To leave this place
Quirks and habits: [x] Tugging on her hair when she’s nervous [x] Coke [x] Letting others run over her
Overall personality: Many people that know Lyric or even just know of her know that she is quite the sweet girl. She’s usually nice to people, especially those she doesn’t know. She bends over backwards for her friends and getting them what they need and/or want. She can’t help it, it’s in her blood.
But, she has a habit of being a pushover. Lyric has a sense of who she is, but she lets that others cloud her judgment. She tends to fall into the crowds and become a wallflower when surrounded by a group of people. So, no one knows who she is until they meet her one on one.
She’s a little quiet. She keeps to herself and is quite shy. That is, until you get close enough to her. Then, she’s fun and outgoing. It just takes her a while to warm up to new people.
xX;Past History: Lyric was born to a then married Anne Hathaway and Ryan Phillipe in the fall of 2006. She was the couple’s only child though she’s has two half siblings. When she was younger, Lyric could remember her mother being a bit distant from the family. As if, she never really wanted to be there. Even as a young child, she could recognize it. However, that didn’t stop the heartache when her mother ran off with the chauffeur when she was ten. She always had a feeling that it was somehow her fault. She always felt that if she hadn’t have been the way that she was and pushed a little harder in school, Anne would have stayed. Of course, we all know that wasn’t the issue. But, it didn’t stop Lyric from thinking so. Her father, Ryan, never assured her that it wasn’t her fault. In fact, he did blame her. So much so that he found it necessary to lay his hands on her. He turned to alcohol soon after Anne’s departure (something about two women leaving him or something) and would come home so drunk; he would be the shit out of Lyric. She still has the scars to prove it. Tired of her bullshit life, she turned to drugs at the age of fifteen. No one knows exactly how she got into it, nor has she told anyone, but she did. She has tried acid, ecstasy and even marijuana. But, none of them did anything for her, except cocaine. Even today, she’s still hooked on it. It pretty much makes her life a whole lot better. The only reason that Lyric continues to try in school is for the simple fact that if she does, she can get the hell out of dodge. She took on a private job (so her father can’t find out) and is saving up money to move to Montana. There she can be surrounded by horses and who knows. Maybe even go to school. Just as long as she doesn’t have to hear from her father again.
Events: (covered above)
xX;Extra Roleplay Sample: | QUOTE | BJ sat in the car, the doors locked up. Her windows were sealed and filled with smoke from the blunt she had successfully rolled up. She placed it to her lips and inhaled deeply. She allowed it to escape from her lips and sighed in relief. “Now, that’s what I’m talking about,” she mumbled to herself, sitting back in her seat. “Let’s get high and call it a fuckin’ day!” BJ was on top of the world. That’s what smoking always did for her. Well, smoking weed…smoking cigarettes…shooting up…getting drunk…having sex. They all did it for her. That she would have to admit. She did feel kind of stupid though, considering she was getting high in the driveway of her home with her parents at home. Yeah, smart move, BJ. Just as these thoughts came across her mind, there was a knock on her car window. The car was so filled with smoke that she had no choice but to let the window down. “Yes, Bobby?” she mumbled. “Bernadette, what are you doing?” her foster dad growled at her. “What does it look like?” Bobby’s eyes turned a darker color and he looked like he wanted to knock BJ’s head clean off her head. “Get your tail in the house this second,” he said before turning on his heel and stomping off. BJ rolled her eyes and took another hit. Then she stored it in her ashtray. “Might as well come back and smoke it later…” |
Read the rules:-admin[CASSIE] accepted- Character title:"Tears Leaves Scars On A Broken Heart."
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Lyric Phillipe ll 18 years & Senior ll Hopeless Single Heterosexual
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