@Mega Birb Hehe! Actually, with only one other person around, Lyra's so-called demon powers are too weak to do very much. She could still make Aaron see something horrible, but she couldn't defend herself against him.
Airalin Member
Cunning, cold, and cuddly
- Last Seen: 8 yrs ago
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 679 (0.15 / day)
- VMs: 1
-
Username history
- Airalin 12 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
I'm just some crazy reclusive girl. If you really want to know more about me, just ask. ^.~
Most Recent Posts
I'm still interested... I've posted pretty recently, though, so I figured I should give others a chance.
Lyra hadn't changed out of her pajamas in days.
She laid on her couch in the darkness, staring at her TV, as usual. She would watch a few minutes of a soap opera before changing the channel to some cartoon, and then a news report, yet despite all the programs she stopped on, nothing could hold her interest.
Eventually, darkened the room with a flick of the remote and curled up into a ball. There was some stupid party at the mall tonight. People would be talking and dancing and doing all the other things people did when they were pretending they liked each other. Lyra didn't need any of it. The last thing she wanted to do was spend time surrounded by strangers, some of whom probably still wanted her dead. She would be just fine in her apartment. There was another microwavable pizza in the freezer; she had learned how to cook using the device shortly after the incident. Making food wasn't even hard. What had her family been paying all those servants for?
Lyra reached toward the coffee table and picked up the plastic cup containing her grape soda. Gone... the teapot and the cup that went with it had been shattered. Nothing was left of her old life now - not that it had been very good, anyway. She had been locked away, alone - just as she was now. It was better that way - people were just too cruel.
As she took a sip of her soda while positioned sideways, a drop of the liquid splashed onto the surface of her white couch. Whatever; it didn't matter how that looked anyway. No one else was going to see it.
With a sigh, Lyra pushed herself to her feet. It was looking to be another boring night...
She laid on her couch in the darkness, staring at her TV, as usual. She would watch a few minutes of a soap opera before changing the channel to some cartoon, and then a news report, yet despite all the programs she stopped on, nothing could hold her interest.
Eventually, darkened the room with a flick of the remote and curled up into a ball. There was some stupid party at the mall tonight. People would be talking and dancing and doing all the other things people did when they were pretending they liked each other. Lyra didn't need any of it. The last thing she wanted to do was spend time surrounded by strangers, some of whom probably still wanted her dead. She would be just fine in her apartment. There was another microwavable pizza in the freezer; she had learned how to cook using the device shortly after the incident. Making food wasn't even hard. What had her family been paying all those servants for?
Lyra reached toward the coffee table and picked up the plastic cup containing her grape soda. Gone... the teapot and the cup that went with it had been shattered. Nothing was left of her old life now - not that it had been very good, anyway. She had been locked away, alone - just as she was now. It was better that way - people were just too cruel.
As she took a sip of her soda while positioned sideways, a drop of the liquid splashed onto the surface of her white couch. Whatever; it didn't matter how that looked anyway. No one else was going to see it.
With a sigh, Lyra pushed herself to her feet. It was looking to be another boring night...
Is there going to be a resolution post for the cafeteria incident... or does Lyra get off scott free? =p
@Love Dove
She's terrified of everyone else now since she feels like they all want her dead... which might be true. =p She had something of a fear of strangers in the first place, and now it seems justified!
She's terrified of everyone else now since she feels like they all want her dead... which might be true. =p She had something of a fear of strangers in the first place, and now it seems justified!
@Love Dove
I don't know if poor little Lyra would even want to go to a party... she may just hole up in her room and be scared. o.o
I don't know if poor little Lyra would even want to go to a party... she may just hole up in her room and be scared. o.o
Aw, but she's just a little bit insane and sheltered! Surely that can be forgiven! =p
Interested!
O.O So much hate for poor Lyra...!
© 2007-2026