Brechan Lyons

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{ you know you could've been a wonder


character’s name Brechan Lyons
gender female
discipline Theatre-Stage
age 17-Junior
sexuality bisexual


{ comes home on call, isn't that peace,


history
Brechan Lyons was born on the 15th January 1991 in Liverpool, England. It was snowing that day. Her parents were overjoyed to have a little girl to join their three energetic boys. They weren't poor but they weren't rich either and everyone was comfortable with the situation and the average sized house that overlooked a local shopping mall. The three older boys vowed from the day she was born, that they would always take care of their baby sister no matter what happened.

When Brechan was 4 years old, her parents divorced after months of continuous fighting from her father's affair with a young doctor and Brechan and her brothers remained at home with their mother whilst their father remarried and moved to London. They visited him during the holidays but would become easily bored. Their step-mother wasn't keen on messy kids and would forbid them from doing anything but watching the TV. Eventually they were left to find their own source of fun and doing that led to Brechan accidentally drinking half a bottle of car polish and having to be rushed to hospital. There was no serious damage done and Brechan soon forgot about the whole thing.

Brechan turned 13 and was turning out to be the opposite of her rebellious brothers. Where they would sneak out and get drunk on weekends, Brechan would sit in her room, reading a novel or Shakespeare, sometimes acting to herself in the mirror. It was when she was offered the role of Katherine in The Taming Of The Shrew at school that her family realised the talent that was hidden beneath her quiet exterior and began to encourage Brechan to join a theatre group and act as often as she got the chance, causing her passion for the stage to grow.

Her mother passed away when she was fifteen and the family were shipped off to live in London with their father. The grief of her mother's sudden death led to Brechan being unable to cope and taking extreme measures. She cut off her waist length and cut all of her clothes up into little pieces. She would lock herself in her bedroom and just stare out of the window whilst scratching her nails down it, making an ear piercing sound. When the doctor examined her, he diagnosed her with depression and referred her to a psychiatrist who she refused to talk to. She took the antidepressants daily and never moved from her bedroom without them. Her father tried to wean her off them after a year but it only resulted in Brechan trying to harm herself. The family soon came to terms with the fact that Brechan had become reliant on them and had to break herself from them.

When Brechan was accepted into Hoffman, her eldest brother tried to convince her that it was time to pull herself away from the pills she had become so reliant upon. She channelled everything into her acting and soon found that she could cut down on the amount of pills that she took. She's still not given them up fully, but piece by piece Brechan is fixing her life.


parents Andrew Lyons (father)
Caroline Winters (mother) died from tumour
Jodie Lyons (step-mother)
siblings Joseph (21) Thane (19) Harley (19)


{ am I losin' way too much


personality
Brechan has always been a quiet girl, never really one for social gatherings, and most people would be shocked to hear of her passion for the stage. But when she's up there, all her fears and inhibitions vanish and she becomes a confident performer. When she's around friends and family she can be extremely light hearted and can start to giggle uncontrollably over silly things. She loves those closest to her and would give up her life to save them. She can be too caring at times and finds it hard to understand that people may need space and not her help.

Despite her hard past, Brechan can be one of the most childish of people and her idea of a perfect night, is curling up with junk food and watching cartoons on her TV. She doesn't believe in wasting her time worrying over petty things or getting involved in teenage fights and prefers to run around pretending to be an aeroplane than have a bitch fight with someone. She knows when it's time to be serious though and when she's rehearsing a play she can become overly serious and sometimes forget that she's supposed to have fun with it too.

Brechan can become extremely volatile and can easily take things the wrong way, leading to sudden outbursts or anger or sadness and can trigger memories that will make her harm herself again. She is self conscious of the rumours that have travelled about her, but hopes that with such a wide range of students at Hoffman, she can get over that and bloom more as a person, rather than just as actress.

With people who she is attracted to, Brechan becomes extremely shy and develops a stutter and a permanent blush when she talks to them. She also becomes extremely naïve and it can cause her heart to be bruised and broken numerous times. She'd never intentionally do anything to hurt someone she liked/loved but she's always afraid that her dreams and her past would be enough to tear them apart.

likes Novels, plays, cartoons, ice cream.
dislikes Birds, fake people, bullies, violence
ambitions To act on a Broadway stage
fears To be forgotten or to be alone.


{ my darling you look lovely


portrayed by? Gemma Arterton
eyes Brown
hair Black, chin length
height 5ft2
style Brechan is someone who doesn't care about what people think of her appearance and her wardrobe ranges depending on how she feels each day. Some days she'll be in a hoodie and jeans and others she'll be in a corset top and leather trousers. Her clothes come from the high street shops and little vintage ones hidden up side streets--she doesn't understand why people pay a fortune for a name. She always wears red lipstick as a memory of her mother, and to make her more noticeable under the glare of the lighting. She has a tattoo on her arm and her short hair is always floating around her chin, the raven fringe brushing her eyebrows. Her skin is so pale that she jokes it may even be transparent one day. Like most teenagers, Brechan fights the daily plague of spots and is lucky that her acne is clearing up now.


{ and I'm telling you why
your name Kim
age 17
years of roleplay 4
code sentence if you like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain.
other
sample post The rain was pouring and Brechan was watching the drops run down the window pane, chewing on her scarlet lip thoughtfully as she wondered about the last time she took a walk in the rain. The rain was soothing to her. The rhythm of each drop as it came into contact with the ground made her realise exactly what it was like to be free in the world--and besides, what was England without the rain? It was part of it's quaint traditions and ways. Nothing was right in the world if London didn't get a heavy downpour once a week. She glanced down at the dark street below and the orange glare of the streetlamp only showed her shadows of the trees, blowing wildly in the wind, creating disfigured shapes on the pavement that seemed so far below her. She uncrossed her thin legs and moved towards her welcoming bed, the heavy volume of plays clutched tightly against her chest as she walked with the black skirt swishing about her knees with each movement. The pillow was soft beneath her head and Brechan took a second to look at the photo of her mother that sat on the bedside table. She felt her heart sink with sadness for a second before quickly pulling herself together and blinking the tears away from her dark eyes, not wanting to slip into a state of depression again, not so soon after the last and especially not when she had a lot of lines to learn for the next performance she was in. She opened the book and turned to where her highlighted lines began, clearing her voice before acting to the imaginary audience that she had created in her mind; the audience that would be cheering the day she gave a legendary performance.

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