Post by morganfallwell on Aug 31, 2008 5:55:29 GMT
the life and loves of Morgan Anne Ackland
lyric, keep it on one line please[/font] [/center]
[/font]why don’t you tell me my future
why don’t I sell you my soul[/CENTER]
CHARACTERS NAME:Morgan Ackland
NICKNAME(S):Morgan, Momo, Ned
DATE OF BIRTH:January 18, 1989
AGE:16
GRADE:11
TOWN:Forks
PETS:
-male Border Collie named Maxwell
-female Great Dane named Scooby
-female calico cat named Candy
SPECIES: Human
so shine that light, take my hand
[/font]and let’s dance into tomorrow land[/center]
HAIR:brunette
EYES:blue
SKIN:fair, maybe a little pale, but not overly so.
HEIGHT & BUILD: fairly tall (only a little over average, but tall all the same) and slight.
Play-By:Willa Holland
all those nights together, are a special memory
[/font]and I can’t wait for tomorrow, just as long as you’re dancing next to me[/center]
LIKES:
dogs, strawberries, her little brothers, lunch time at school, early dismissals, snowflakes (but not snow itself), Christmas, Harvest Crunch cereal, cheese and green pepper ommelettes,chocolate milk, ham, mustard, hot dogs, movies (specifically Johnny Depp ones), shopping, English (Language Arts) class, IMing, texting, using the phone for hours on end, days with no homework, days with no school, summer vacation, camping, sailing, kayaking, canoe-ing, horseback riding, roller coasters, baseball, the Olympics, swimming, gymnastics, thrill rides (of any kind), amusement parks, dance music, rock music, old rock music, jazz music, techno!, autumn leaves, internet, sushi, horror movies, psychological thrillers, shoes, reading (sometimes), Mike Newton, being unique, black, dark red, dark purple, electric blue, lime green, living in Washington.
DISLIKES:
school (in most aspects), laziness, avacado, broccoli, cauliflower, getting privaleges removed from her, extra music, playing the trumpet in the band, living in a little town, Jessica Stanley, Lauren Mallory, uniforms, grey, the sun (her sorta pale skin gets pretty badly burnt, and she doesn't like tans in most instances, because of the white marks from where her sleeves, bra-straps or swim-suit straps were covering and prevented tanning.) orange juice, going to bed, being treated like a child, being so far away from worthwhile shopping, halloween, history, lectures.
STRENGTHS:
((UNIQUE)) Morgan is very much her own person, despite her likes and dislikes, some of which could be seen as common, her hobbies clash at times, dipping over the line of a few different teenager types. She likes shopping, but she also likes some aspects of school. She likes family and pets, but she is also a compulsive cell-phone user, and can be a little antisocial when it comes to the internet.
((BALANCE)) as mentioned above, Morgan manages to keep a steady balance over hobbies and lifepaths (like school, jobs, family, etc)
((HONESTY)) Morgan is very much an honest person, and absolutely despises when she herself is lied to. The girl always leans away from a path that would require her to lie about something or other, no matter the extremity of the untruth, she'll always favor the truth over it.
((DEVOTION- see stubbornness)) When she puts her mind to something, it'll get done. Of course, this could be viewed as good or bad, depending on the situation to which her devotion or stubbornness is put to.
WEAKNESSES
((DISTRACTED)) as it is with most cellphone, music, and internet addicts, Morgan is easily distracted from studies, or work, etc by phone calls, IMs, or the like. Often.
((NOT-SO STUDIOUS)) The majority of aspects in school Morgan does not like. She'd much rather be texting under her desk, than listening to a lecture on the diversity of the Chimpanzee species.
((STUBBORNNESS- see devotion)) When she puts her mind to something, it'll get done. Of course, this could be viewed as good or bad, depending on the situation to which her devotion or stubbornness is put to.
((SARCASTIC)) Sarcasm is something Morgan likes to use often. Very often. So often that even on the internet you can tell when she uses it.
PERSONALITY:
the road was filled with twists and turns
[/font]oh but that’s the road that got us here[/center]
PARENTS:
Marilynn Burdeau-Acklandl --Age 41-- Home Maker
Paul Ackland--Age 46-- Night shift Nurse at Forks General Hospital
SIBLINGS:
David Ackland --age 6-- grade 1(twin with Aaron)
Aaron Ackland --age 6-- grade 1(twin with David)
PERSONAL HISTORY:
January 18, 1989- "Congratulations Mr and Mrs Acklandl, its a girl!" Morgan was born to the Fallwell family on a crisp January morning, in Forks General Hospital, at 4:27am.
September 07, 1993- "But mommy, I don't want to go to school, I want to stay home with you!" The first day of preschool for Morgan, as for most, was just a little traumatic- new people, place, etc. But thats not to say that she didn't get over it, or enjoy it eventually...
December 25, 1993- "A puppy!!!" Morgan's first canine friend, the very old Maxwell, was given to her on her fifth Christmas from her parents, of course the child was overjoyed, This sparked her lifelong passion for dogs.
August 18, 1995- "It didn't happen! Grandma's not gone!" Traumatic for a six year old of course, the death of Morgan's grandmother was a bit of a blow and a shocker. Being so young at the time, this has not affected Morgan's character noticeably.
November 22, 1998- "I want that one." This was when the family acquired their second dog, Scooby (a female Great Dane)
June 27, 2003- "I am so proud of you, Morgan." The day she graduated from Junior High School to High School. She didn't make the honour-roll, just the fact that their little girl was growing up had brought tears to her parents eyes, and her own. High School was next. What a feat to overcome.
September 10, 2003- "No. I did not have a good day, I'd rather be homeschooled." Well disaster the first day of high school was to be expected. She forgot her locker combination, showed up late to classes, and was laughed at a little by upper-classmen. It was enough to make her hate school and want to skip often. These feelings dissipated her third or fourth week into the year.
January 18, 2005- "Happy birthday dear Morgan, happy birthday too you. I can't believe you're sixteen..."
what’s gone is gone, the past is the past
[/font]turn the radio up and then hit then gas[/center]
NAME YOU GO BY. Rose
HOW DO WE CONTACT YOU.Email, phone I guess (PM for number)
HOW DID YOU FIND US. I'm psychic 0_0
RP SAMPLE
Early to Bed, Much too Early to Rise
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Morgan pulled herself out of bed and blearily looked at the alarm clock that sat silently beside her bed. Ten Eleven. She had missed over an hour of class. Well that wasn't any good... The girl sighed and trudged to her closet, still half asleep, and rooted through her possessions in search of an outfit to quickly get on, and leave. But her car was at the garage. Double damnit. So she'd have to call a cab, because if it was ten o' clock, her parents would not want to be awaken, her father had the late shift again, and her mother liked to sleep in. The girl heaved a groan. "AGH!" she said in frustration. It seemed this always happened to her, and her alone. At least that's how it seemed.
As she picked through dozens of outfits, the girl couldn't help but feel that something was off. If she had slept until ten o' clock, shouldn't her alarm clock have been beeping loudly for the last two hours? The only time it did that was when it was unplugged- it was set to ring at eight o' clock AM every morning, including weekends. Morgan puzzled over this fact, and once she was dressed, even went so far as to check the volume, which was up at its highest as usual. Hmm.
She noticed her overhead light was still on and furrowed her brow in confusion, though she grabbed her laptop and school bag, making her way downstairs to the door having brushed her teeth, hair, etc and making sure she didn't look like she had overslept, though it would be obvious to Mrs. Cope when she did finally get to school. Morgan grabbed her cellphone and dialed the number of the taxi service before opening the door and noticing the shade of the sky outside. Oh. Ten o' Clock PM. She laughed slightly to herself and shut the door forcefully, dropping her bag, and blushing a little at her foolishness.
Umm, I can provide one from like, Alec or Nessie or something, because it kinda sucks (seriously, only 332 words?!), because my muse is bored, which is 'cos I lack replies on WiTD >_<