Post by syrus lee morei on Nov 23, 2010 18:42:30 GMT -5
SYRUS LEE MOREI
NAME: Syrus Lee Morei
GENDER: Male
AGE&YEAR: 16 & 2nd
PROBLEM: Suicidal
RISK: Moderate
PLAY BY: Alex McKee
APPEARANCE:
Syrus has dark black hair that goes to about his shoulders and is normally convering his eyes. Naturally his hair is brown, but he prefers it black and normally keeps it that color. His eyes are a very light blue grey color. He stands at about 6', so he's a little tall but not much. As for piercings and tattooes, Syrus has his tongue pierced, that's all, and no tattooes. Most times, Syrus will wear t- shirts with hoodies or long sleeved shirts and jeans. He doesn't like to get dressed up and won't unless it's completely necessary. He is also normally wearing some form of Converse sneakers.
PERSONALITY:
Syrus is a pretty quiet person. He always has been. He doesn't mind silence, he prefers it actually. As for parties and such, Syrus has never liked them because they were so loud. So he isn't very talkative at all. Once in a while he will start a conversation with somebody, but not often. Loud noise bothers him too, and he'll often leave somewhere if it's way too loud for him. But despite his quietness, Syrus still tries to be pretty friendly. He doesn't like fights, and he tries to avoid them by being friendly to people. On his bad days though, he will barely talk to anyone, and can come off as pretty rude and obnoxious. Sometimes without trying, he often comes off as secretive too. This was mostly because he didn't want people to know about his self harming.
HISTORY:
December 30, Manhattan, New York, 11:47 P.M.. Syrus Lee Morei was born. He was about a week and a half early, so he was a bit tiny, but he was still healthy. His parents took him home two weeks later after he was a healthier size. He grew up in a nice home, his mother and father happily married for six years, and two older sisters lived there with him. Although they weren't rich, they were always okay on money, and were able to go out sometimes and things like that. Just an average middle class family really.
April 13, Manhattan, New York, 2:34 P.M.. Syurs was in fourth grade now. He was often picked on for being quiet, but as he got older it bothered him more. On this day he wasn't being bullied any differently than before, the same name calling and shoving and all that, but that day he started becoming withdrawn. He started becoming depressed really.
October 7, Manhattan, New York, 4:12 P.M.. On this day, after Syrus came home from school after having a particularly bad day, he wasn't sure what to do. He was thirteen now, in eight grade, but still being bullied, still depressed. Feeling more depressed than normal, not knowing what to do about it, he cut himself for the first time. Just a small one on his left wrist, but it had started the whole thing.
March 25, Manhattan, New York, 7:31 P.M.. Ninth grade, fourteen years old. By now Syrus had lines of cuts running up his arms. He cut regularly, almost, if not, everyday. No one knew, which he was fine with. No one suspected anything. He had always been quiet, withdrawn, this was nothing new. Why should anyone worry?
December 30, Manhattan, New York, 10:27 P.M..
Dear Mom and Dad,
I'm sorry. But lately I just have this feeling like I don't want to live anymore. Well, not lately. Actually it's been almost five or six years, but don't feel bad. You guys are the greatest parents anyone could have. It wasn't Lexi or Kayla either, so they shouldn't feel bad either. It was everyone else. They don't like me. I'm different, they hate different. Hate me. It's them. Please don't cry either. I don't want you to cry. No one else will, so you shouldn't either. I'll love you forever. -Syrus
December 30, Manhattan, New York, 10:36 P.M.. Syrus' sixteenth birthday. The night he tried to kill himself. His parents found him when they were about to go out for dinner since it was his birthday. They found the new cuts on his wrists, the deep, long ones, but they found the scars too. The ones that had been added to each night. He was rushed to the hospital, where he was saved. But not too long after, he was sent here.
ALIAS: LeeLee
AGE: 15
EXPERIENCE: 3 years.
HOW YOU FOUND US: Ad on another rp.
