Lacey Morlet

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Full Name: Lacey Wilma Morlet

Nickname/s: Lace or [rarley] Morlet

Age: 15

Blood: Pureblood Werewolf

Gender: female

Loyalty: neutral

Favorite Subject/s: Astronomy

Wand: oak, 11 inches, unicorn hair

Personality: Lacey used to be a girl with a happy attitude. But that all changed when her parents fought with each other and then when her father left for another women. At first she got too quiet but then anger errupted inside of her and became distant with the world. She ignored everybody she used to have contact with and her mom even sugested that she should see someone to help her get back to the way she was. This caused Lacey to go into fits. She wasn't about to go see someone just because she was having a hard time. She always thought her mom should be the one going to see someone instead. She always blamed her mom for the things that happend, even her dad was to blame too.

As she grew older Lacey became an agressive girl. She got annoyed quickly and picked fights over tiny things. She doesn't trust many people with any of her secrets. If she did they'd probably just tell someone else or think she was some monster. Well she was a monster but people didn't take that literally. But along with her agressive side Lacey can be so quiet people forget that she's even there.

Since her mom's life revolves around music, Lacey inherited the love of music too. She loved listening to any kind of music. She always has a pair of headphones on and the music turned up to its loudest to block out any outside noise. Lacey loves to sing and play the guitar.

To match her agrressive side she can be arrogant at times. She likes to brag about her music or just anything that she's done good at. But that doesn't happen often since she's not very good at most things. School work isn't her top priority right now. She wants to go into the music business someday. She's a great Quidditch player and loves to play the Beater position of Quidditch.

History: Lacey has a dark past. Lacey's parents, to start out with, were deeply in love when they first met on a cold winter's day. It was after they both graduated from school. Her mom went to Beauxbatons and was in Cossu loving music too much for her own good. Her dad had gone to Hogwarts though and was in the house of Gryffindor and loved to play Quidditch which came along with his big-headedness. As before, they met on a cold winter's day while they were both on vacation in America. They feel deeply in love and got married only two months later thinking they made the right choice and didn't care what anybody thought about it. Just nine months later they had a baby girl and named her Lacey Morlet.

They grew up happily with each other for three years. Then just a day before Lacey's birthday her father and mother began to fight. By the time she was five the fighting became more violent and Lacey became a scared five year old who just wanted her parents to get along. It wasn't long before her father left but it was on Lacey's birthday this time and Lacey got hurt. Her dad left her for another woman and since then Lacey wasn't the same as she used to be. Both girls were in greif for a year.

Lacey hit seven years old and hatred began to boil up inside of her because of her dad, because of both of her parents. Everynight Lacey would go outside and sit in the tall grass in their backyard and stare at the starry night. She became more distant from her mom and her friends too. Only one thing soothed Lacey now is music. She'd have muggle headphones attatched to her ears and the volume would be turned up all the way blocking out any outside noise.

It was a clear sky out in the summer and Lacey was outside sitting in the tall grass staring at the full moon. She didn't know at the time what creatures lurked at night on the full moon so she was oblivious to anything dangerous. Nothing had harmed her in the past three years so Lacey assumed nothing was eve going to happen. It happend to fast for Lacey to think on that night that really changed who she was. In the morning her mother found her lying on the ground with a huge scratch down in her and two bite marks on her leg. Lacey Morlet got bitten by a werewolf.

It got too much for Lacey's mom. She thought about giving her up for adoption but she couldn't bring herself to it. So she had to cope with Lacey's agressive anger and her transformations every month on the full moon. Ages eight, nine, and ten were just as bad as her earlier years. Those transformations were hard on Lacey and she found them very painful. Of course she couldn't do anything about them so she had to just let them keep happening since there wasn't a cure to a werewolf bite.

Then a letter came by owl one day. It was for Lacey and she was very surprised that she got a letter. Lacey didn't really get letters anymore since her parents divorce. She opened it up and her mom patiently waited to see what the letter said since she was equally surprised as Lacey was. It was a letter from Beauxbatons and that she was accepted. It was probably the only time since her parents divorce that she felt happy to be accepted. She was a witch and she actually smiled and hugged her mom. But that moment didn't last for very long. She didn't know how she was going to manage to hide her monster side from everybody there.

The next few days Lacey sat in her room planning out her monthly transformations. She figured that there would be some kind of forest at Beauxbatons and she would run out in the middle of that forest and transform. It was her only plan.

What can you say about your friends? I do love my friends, don't get me wrong. But I have a hard time trusting them. I don't trust anyone, not even my closest friend in the whole wide world. But i do love having them around.

RP Sample (min of 3 paragraphs): Lacey sat in her backyard listening to music. It was daytime and Lacey usually wasn't outside at this time enjoying the peace. Lacey and her mom lived out in the country of France and Lacey was glad her mom had some sense in her to pick the right house. She scanned the area, looking at the empty space before her. The field of just grass was always welcoming to Lacey and it was probably the only place she feels peacful. She closed her eyes and turned up the music forgetting that it was already at maximum volume.

She got up and began to walk back to her house feeling hungry. The sun was high above her head and Lacey knew it was about noon. Just thinking about what time it was made her stomach growl in protest. But she didn't walk any faster than she already was. Lacey reached the backdoor to their house and walked inside. A wave of cool air hit her face and it felt good on her hot skin. She could smell food being cooked already and decided to go to her room and wait until her mom called her down for lunch.

She pulled the headphones off and turned her music off as she entered her room. The messy room looked just fine to Lacey but her mom had to pester her about cleaning it once and awhile. She rolled her eyes at the thought and went over to her bed and lay down on it. She couldn't wait to go back to school where all her friends were but then again she didn't want to at the same time. She hated those transformation every month and they were awfully painful to her. Seeing as she's been a werewolf since she was seven, you'd think she'd have gotten used to the transformations. But she didn't and it sucked. Lacey let out a harsh sigh and kept waiting impatiently for her mom to be done with lunch.

[Hallie Appleby]

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