Player Name: Fredrick Durand Y! Profile: megan_ekd_modern Counterpart: Phaelle -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Megan Sylvester Gender: Female Ethnicity: French Canadian Age: 24 Birthday: August 25th, 1979 Sign: Virgo Birthplace: Montreal, Quebec, Canada Physical Description: Height: 5'10" Weight: 120lbs Build: Frail Hair color: Raven Black Eye color: Dark Brown Skin Tone: Pale Megan is a young woman graced (or cursed) with an extremely youthful appearance. She doesn't look a year over 16, whichbrings no end of frustrations when she's taken just 'for a kid' when interacting with others. Her serious expressions and usually drab clothing don't emphasize it much, but Megan is rather cute. She is tall and slender to the point of fragility, with longer limbs than average (and longer supple fingers of which she is especially proud of). Her straigth black hair is worn simply down to her shoudlers, falling in bangs around her face. She disdains makeup and clips her nails neatly... not much strengthening her feminity. She just doesn't bother about it much. She really looks worlds better when she is smiling, though unfortunately, that seldom happens. Clothing Style: Simple comfortable clothes are what Megan likes best. She's kept a few jeans and matching vests from the time 'they' were fashionable and wears them because they are practical and have many pouches. Items Usually Carried: Her digital watch, a backpack that she mostly carries around carrying her schoolbooks, pencilcase and sketchbooks. Vehicle: Not afraid of walking, but usually takes the bus. Megan has earned her driver's certificate, though she's loathe of using it though to an extreme lack of confidence in her own driving abilities. Occupation: Student at the UCLA, part-time teaching assistant at the Westside Kendo Dojo. History: Born in 1979, Megan Sylvester was quickly introduced to the concept of mono-parental famillies as her mother and father split when she was 3 years old. The mother was feed up with being stuck with a person whom was barely more responsive to her than the nearby wall, and the father seemed to care little. While her custody was never debated, she spent most of her time with her mother, spending week-ends through her youth at her father's place every two weeks. As a young child, Megan had quite a hard time fitting in. More serious and mature for her age than many, she had a much easier time interacting with adults and was actually surprisingly well spoken. However, that same affinity with adults made her scorn contact with other children. Needless to say, her elementary school years were quite lonely. Megan had quite a few social problems to deal with, and most teachers were actually concerned about the difficulties she had with other children. Megan picked up a love for drawing (which helped pass her isolation and was actually a way she could express herself) and acquired a love of martial arts and computers from her father, whom was a freelance programmer. However, despite the great similarities Megan had with her father, she never got to be able to really bond with him. Both where rather reserved, serious persons... but Megan had enough of her mother's more social behavior to feel a gap. Relations between the two deteriorated as she reached High School. That relationship went even more downhill when he married with an especially gregarious woman and had another child, a boy, that he doted on. She felt replaced, as if she had been an accident, and her father never discouraged her from that idea. In addition to that, her mother eventually worried about Megan's frailty and went to ask Doctors about it. After examination, Megan was discovered to have several birth defects that hindered her growth. Megan was very near to having a osteoporosis (weak bones), was colorblind and completely lacked a sense of smell. That only even set out even further - though Megan wasn't too disturbed by it. Not seeing colors was bothersome for her drawings, but it only set her more apart. She was used to that, and, come to think of it, her birth defects could have been worse. Megan continued going to private school. Her mother was not particularly rich, but she doted on her daughter and wanted to give her the best there was. Megan did rather well in her classes, though her teenage years bought no improvement to he relation with others of her age. Still withdrawn, she did find a few more expressive outlets. She picked up reading as her english improved. A dreamy girl, she had always liked science fiction and fantasy (Star Trek and Dungeon & Dragons were her favorite topics). She also pursued further her martial arts training, becoming proficient with Judo, epee fencing, archery and kendo. However, her kendo classes were discontinued, so she was left searching for a new teacher and ended up practicing Atarashii Naginata - at which she excelled and even placed herself 3rd in a national tournament. The years beyond high school were for the most part rather aimless. Megan tried classes in electronics and industrial drawings, but came up with blanks : while she was good, she really hated it. Finally, she tried out a new Multimedia Productions program at an expensive private college. It proved a sound choice, as it blended well her love for drawing with her affinity with computers. She got high grades (though she could swear it shaved years off her life) and once her collegial program was over, she decided to hunt for more advanced computer imagery classes. Scouring the web for classes she could pick, she found out a program at UCLA that was right next to several dojos in which she could continue practicing the Naginata and perhaps hope for a part-time job as assistant-teacher. She made a few inquiries, got positive results, and, with her familly's approval (on her mother's side), she left for LA. Personality: Life has led Megan to be rather moody and withdrawn, though she prefer calling it 'reserved'. She's actually quite able to communicate her ideas if need be, but knows other usually find her strange and just doesn't bother. She has a lot of pride in her sense of self-identity and her convictions are not easily shaken off. She's very willing to take up a stand for something she beleives in. However, that very same pride and the knowledge that she knows she smarter than most people makes her a bit sly in her dealings with other people. But, for someone whom tries at all to see you she really is, she turns out to be a very good natured girl who just doesn't open up as much as she could because she's mistrustful of others seeing how she is inside and thus be able to hurt her feelings. She is very generous and thoroughly hates injustice. She also puts great passion into the thing she loves, which are right now her drawings and her Naginata. Megan acknowledges that the world she lives in is a generally ugly place and realistically accepts that she can do little about it. However, her dreamy nature has her believe that in her drawings, she can show the world what it really can be. Good Points: Fair minded, patient, polite. Very dexterous and agile. Bad Points: Sly, lacks ambittion, a bit of a perfectionist. Colorblind and physically weak. Likes: Drawing, Computers, martial arts, cholocate fudge brownies and milk Dislikes: Injustice, bullies, stupid people, parties and amusement parks. Anyplace particularly crowded or noisy. Hates wearing makeup. Can't stand Cigarettes, drugs and alcohol. Strange Quirks: Able to adopt a role easily if she gives herself a chance. Doesn't gain fat even when she tries to. She's also a very good judge of character. Hobbies: Practicing with her Naginata, drawing, playing D&D, watching anime Habits: Keeps clean, cracks her fingers and often crosses one leg over the other. Has no eating order. Quotes: "If life went the way we wanted, it'd be pretty dull." Theme Song Aura by See-Saw from .Hack//Sign OST If you are near to the dark/I will tell you 'bout the sun/you are here, no escape/from my visions of the world/you will cry all alone/but it does not mean a thing to me//knowing the song I will sing/till the darkness comes to sleep/come to me, I will tell/'bout the secret of the sun/it's in you, not in me/but it does not mean a thing to you//the sun is in your eyes/the sun is in your ears/I hope you see the sun/someday in the darkness//the sun is in your eyes/the sun is in your ears/but you can't see the sun/ever in the darkness/it does not much matter to me