Post by ♥ a z r y l i t h on Jul 26, 2007 3:10:59 GMT
this is my curse...
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they call me - Azrylith Moon
i go by- Azrylith, or just Az (her death was quite recent)
my chromosomes are - XX (female)
i have suffered - 17 Years
i was born and died - June 12th, 1991 -- June 12th, 2007
i look like - She has espresso-colored hair although it sometimes appears tawny or medium brown in the light. Her hair texture is wavy and soft; it is always soft and shiny, as if it had been washed, which it had on the day she killed herself. She has more of a round face; her eyes are blue-gray, similar to the color of a stormy sky, framed by large lashes and accompanied by a rounded nose and lush lips. Her shoulders are slender as is her body; Az is a healthy weight for her age, although a bit thinner than some because of her disease before her death. Long legs grant agility and speed to the human.
Her eyes sustain a somewhat guarded look to them. Azrylith's entire posture suggests that of a beaten puppy; her shoulders are slumped and her face is almost always downcast, as she is not yet over the initial shock of her death. Yet Az continues to sustain an air of pride; anyone who's around her knows immediately that she doesn't take crap from anyone.
She has eight tattoos and her ears usually have golden hoop earrings as a decoration.
my persona - Az is a complex character. Independent and free-spirited, yet at the same time strong-willed and downcast, she may just be the most conflicting character ever to live. Her real personality, a fun-loving, friendly teenager, is locked away and hidden deep beneath her sad-faced exterior. She is one who continues to dwell on the past, who regrets the last thing she said to her mom and dad and who can't believe she didn't notice the flaws in some people. It's her nature to sometimes dramatize things, but no one can admit that what she went through was normal.
She'll often rise to the defense of those being bullied and, admittedly, is a revenge-seeker. You can count on Az to rescue you from being bullied but laugh at your enemies' misery. Once she moves on past her depression at death, Az will definitely be a devious girl, always taking risks and loving to meet new people. Until then, she's locked away in a stupor that only she can penetrate through if she wanted to, a shell of her former self, to put it simply.
my past - Azrylith Wolf was born a rich girl and lived life a rich girl. She had what most people wanted: wealth, intelligence, and looks. Azrylith, called Az by her friends, attended the most prestigious private school in the state; she went on to get a pretty high score on her SAT's. For unlike some rich girls she actually took time to study, to think things through before coming to a final decision about something. Despite her money, Az volunteered at the local shelter, a pretty dilapidated place, and donated large sums of money to it under an anonymous alias. So yes, she was pretty good-hearted, and to this day she wonders what she did wrong to deserve her death, to deserve that brutal punishment.
At the age of sixteen Az had been through many boyfriends but hadn't found "the one" yet. Then she met him. He was a bright college student, or so he told her. His name was Evan. Evan was hot, smart, and drove a pretty good car; he always wore the latest clothes, so she thought he was rich too. Az started going out with him. It wasn't long before she started staying at his place to watch movies and they began to get a little more physical.
Az thought he was perfect, and he was; but then her life took a turn for the worse. Her dad was fired from his job as a Wall Street CEO and, though they still had much money, they were forced to downsize. After a while her dad went back to Wall Street and invested in a few things. Coincidentally, all of the things he had invested in's prices plummeted, and he lost over half of his money. Financially, they were doing horrible.
Az thought about suicide many times, but realized she was one of the few lucky people in the world, gifted with many talents, so she decided not to kill herself. Then the night came that would change her life. She was at Evan's house; ever since her dad losing her job Az had began to see the real Evan, the one that only cared for her money and not for her. He never returned the loans she gave him, he never did anything except ask for money anymore. This wasn't the person she had known... this wasn't the person she had fallen in love with. In 2006 he had asked for something outrageous: a $200,000 loan! Az told him flat out NO. Since then he grew cold and bitter towards her; every time Az saw him he was meaner than before. But every time she saw him, he also seemed to have changed... but in some way she couldn't put her finger on. It was like he was more wasted away, more gaunt and skeletal... like some disease was eating away at him.
Then it happened. In 2007 Evan date-raped her, slipping a drug into a glass of water he had gone to get her at his house. He had performed it without a condom. Scared, Az bought a pregnancy test. Relieved to find out she wasn't pregnant, she screamed at Evan, broke up with him, and reported him to the police. He was in jail before long and her life returned to normal... or so she thought.
Months after the Evan incident, Az felt terrible. She was throwing up, thinner than before, ran over 100-degree fevers. Perhaps she really was pregnant? She went to get tested by a professional doctor. The results came back: she wasn't pregnant. But the discoveries they had made within her body were much more chilling. Az's worst fears had come true.
She had an STD.
So did Evan, which was why he had looked more lifeless every time she saw him. She never bothered to keep up with him anymore but after investigating, Az found out he had died soon after he was landed in jail in his very jail cell of AIDS. Due to months of neglect, Az was in the final stages of the deadly disease. She only had about three weeks to live, and the doctors said that was if she was lucky.
But she wasn't. A few days after her diagnosis, a shell of her former self, Az was lying in bed sleeping when she had to throw up. She continued to heave and upchuck even though there was nothing in her body. Every time she tried to eat it came back upstream. The doctors couldn't do anything about it and neither could her parents. After a few days of avoiding food, Az couldn't take it anymore: she went to the top of the highest building she knew and jumped off. Az died immediately upon reaching contact with the ground. Now she floats around aimlessly as a ghost, realizing that she had probably not made it into heaven because of her suicide.
my relatives -
Bill Moon - Father
Joyce Moon - Mother
Diana Moon - Little sister
Adam Moon - Much older brother; about 45
Celebrity: Megan Fox
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*Other: Tends to try and avoid guys -- she's not over her date rape and AIDS yet.
