OOC Name | Age | Any other characters: Ariel, 17, none
Band Member: Lights Poxleitner
Band (If applicable): N/A
Position in band: Solo Artist
Characters secret(s) [Please provide as much information as possible| One paragraph or more]: From a young age, Lights was taught that having sex before marriage was sinful and wrong and she went along with it because she was taught to. As she grew older, she was held to that belief and believed that sex before marriage wasn’t right. So when she got into a relationship at 23, she set her boundaries. Her boyfriend, Matt, wasn’t okay with it though and kept pushing it until he got what he wanted. Lights found out she was pregnant and knew that everyone would hate her if they found out. She decided to own up to the fact but her boyfriend forced her to get an abortion. Now, she has night terrors about it and is consumed with guilt. Along with that, she is extremely insecure due to that boyfriend being extremely emotionally abusive so she has bulimia.
URL | AIM: whyarethelightsbokan, thatchicksinger
Writing Sample: Happiness bubbled inside of her as she fixed her platinum blonde hair for what seemed like the fiftieth time before straightening out her black short skirt and sparkly tank top. After pulling on some heels, she headed out and into her beat up pick up. Tonight was the night. Tonight she was going to make love with Travis. It had been a year since they first started going out, and though Travis didn’t like to wait and be teased by his friends, he hadn’t pushed her into doing the deed. That’s what made this more special though. Sophia was planning on surprising him at his apartment tonight. Reaching his dinky place that held so many firsts for the sixteen year old, she made her way up to the fourth floor where her 20 year old boyfriend resided. Like all the times she had come previously, Sophie opened the door with her key, being cautious not to knock into anything. Knowing he was probably asleep because he worked late nights at a hardware store, the girl ventured forward. It wasn’t until she reached his white bedroom door that she heard it. The sound ventured inside of her, ripping apart every single pore of her being. It ripped cuts her soul, snapped all of the hope she had left, made all of those memories turn into nothing but an overcoming pain that she couldn’t keep. She opened the door and immediately wished she hadn’t. On the bed in front of her was her boyfriend and her best friend, naked.
They didn’t even notice her, notice how she was falling apart. She didn’t want them to. She didn’t want those petty apologies or fake begging. She wanted nothing to do with either of them. She was just done. Going out to her car, she drove home, the tears not even falling. She was dried out of those. She ignored her parents and brother staring at her and went into the bathroom, locking the door before sinking down to the floor in front of it. Emptiness was all she could describe the feeling as. Taking the first thing within her reach that was even remotely sharp, she dragged it across her skin. She only felt a cold pressure though. Why wasn’t it fucking working? Why didn’t it make the pain go away? She dragged it across again and again, harder and harder, blood trailing across her porcelain skin and staining her clothes. “Fuck,” she whimpered as the tears began to fall. She couldn’t do it anymore. She could lie and fake smiles and pretend everything was perfect. Nothing had been right for a long time.
Have you read the rules?: We Are The Champions I think is a Queen song idk
URL for Gif of Character: http://feztantofaz.tumblr.com/post/47809385381