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Morgan Alistair

"I will protect my sister."

0 · 385 views · located in New York, New York

a character in “Beautiful Yet Beastly”, originally authored by Naga's Shadow, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Morgan Christopher Alistair
Nickname: Chris | Al | Mo-mo
Role: Male 4
Age: 29
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Likes: Michaline | Katie | The Marines | Felines | Dark | Music | His Guitar | Singing
Dislikes: Death | Blood | Fighting | Books | Sweets | Canines | Laziness | Men
Fears: Arsonphobia | Fear of fire
Atelophobia | Fear of imperfection
The Fear of losing Michaline [don't know the actual name for it]
Dreams: To have a life with Katie | To travel the world | To own a pet store
Secrets: Really his only major secret he's ever harbored are his feelings for Kate. He's in love with her, and has been for a long time. He just hasn't had the guts to actually admit it. Well, he also has one more. Morgan has spent three years in jail. He was supposed to spend 6, three for each charge of involuntary manslaughter by self-defense, but he got out early for good behavior. Morgan has killed two people with his bare hands.

Personality: Morgan is a rather complex ball of emotions that only a few people actually see. He is a very laid-back, caring guy, and the military only reinforced that in him. He's a great guy to get along with, and the worst to cross. He is very loyal, almost to a fault, and will prtect his family even if it means his life. This goes for all he considers his family, not just by blood. He is very care-free, and is generally kind to all he meets, but don't think he's automatically your friend. For the most part, Morgan doesn't give a shit what anyone else thinks of him, other than Kate and Michaline. For the most part, people annoy him to no end. But he doesn't go around acting like it, Morgan isn't rude, though his care-free, no-fucks-given attitude makes a lot of people think he's stuck up.

History: Morgan was eight when his little sister was born, and their were a lot of complications with her birth. And in the end, Michaline's birth cost them their mother. But Morgan didn't resent his sister for that. If anything, it made him love her more. The boy adored his little sister, and vowed to protect her with everything he had. However, their mother's death weighed heavily on their father, Kevin, who began binge drinking, and eventually got addicted to crystal meth. In the end, the addiction cost him his life as well, as he tried to rip off some drug dealers, and got shot in the back for it. Right in front of seventeen-year-old Morgan and nine-year-old Michaline. After that, the young man did everything he could to take care of his little sister.

But their father's death did to Michaline what their mother's death had done to Kevin nine years prior. The girl began to run with the wrong crowd, got involved in gangs and drugs, which only compounded when Morgan went off to join the Marines. Seven years later, when he returned, he found his sister out on the streets, alone, broken, and afraid. He was twenty-six, she only eighteen. Morgan brought her to live with him, and helped get her fixed up. She had dropped out of school, and he helped her get her GED, and a job. He decisions haunted her, but not nearly so much as the guilt Morgan felt at not being there for her. He felt as though he'd abandoned her, though she never said if she felt the same. The girl idolied her older brother, and vowed to be like him.
Place of Origin: New York City, New York

Theme Song: From Shadows | Jeff & Casey Lee Wiliams
Anything else: N/A for now

So begins...

Morgan Alistair's Story

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Time: 8:32 am
Date: Friday, August 23rd, 2013 – Summer
Location: Manhattan, New York
Time Left: 09 months, 4 days, and 28 minutes until the curse becomes permanent.





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Katrina let out a small groan as she felt the pounding in her head. A constant banging in her mind as if she had bang her head against a wall. Her insomnia was never this awful. It was always just a constant tick, tick, ticking and as much as it drove the twenty seven year old Cuban insane it was never this painful. She put her hand through her long and messy chocolate locks that were scattered all over her pillow before opening her eyes to see that she wasn't even in her room, but some how she was in her living room. Even though she knew that she had been in her bed. But, then she started remembering what had happened earlier that morning;

5:21 a.m

She was walking around her wing, trying to tire herself out before feeling a sharp pain from her back and when she turned around she realized just what was causing that pain that felt like a stab to her back. Esmeralda King, the witch that had done this to not just her but the other people who shared the large house with her. "Hey, doll. How have the three years been treating ya?"
The witch asked her, not even letting her respond before speaking again with her slight Australian accent. "Ya, know Kitty Kat, I would have expected you of all the people in this house to have broken the curse by now. With how lovey dovey you and that little cutie of yours were. I'm a bit shocked." Esmeralda said with a sly smirk on her face as she walked around the Cuban's bedroom with her black stilettos hitting the wooden floor as she walked over a small picture frame and laying the frame down to where the picture wasn't showing. Kat tried not to show any emtion as the girl messed with the photo of her and Morgan when they were stationed in Paris for a small amount of time.Katrina cleared her throat before speaking, her voice heavy with her accent like it always was in the morning especially early in the morning. "Look, what the hell do you want?" Esmeralda had a mockingly expression of fake shock on her pale and narrow face before rolling her eyes. "Can I not come and visit my dearest friends?"

"No, honestly. Why are you here? You haven't come and bothered us for months and why this early in the morning?" Kat asked her, her anger and irritation going up by the second. "I just wanted to leave you guys this little note from me and my dearest sister." The raven haired girl said as she set a folded red piece of paper on Katrina's vanity before walking out onto her balcony, winking, and disappearing. The Cuban, being as curious as she is read the letter that only had not even a paragraph on it. Tick tock, time's ticking.

Kat groaned before putting the note back on her vanity before rubbing her her eyes and laying down on the black sofa in her living room. She laid her head on her couch before closing her eyes, ignoring the ticking in her head in order to try and sleep as long as she can.




Back in the present, Kate tried to process her thoughts and rethink about what had happen last night, she looked up at the lights above her as if she was trying to count how many times they seemed to sparkle. “God, I hate that bitch.” She said to herself before sighing and sitting up. After a moment, she decided that she could at least do something today other than lay in bed and feel sorry about herself. She walked over to her nightstand still seeing the picture turned downward. The first thing she did was stand the photo back up, facing towards her bed as she smiled at the smiles the couple had on their faces and the blush that was on her cheeks. She pushed herself out of the plush bed and slipped her feet out of the covers, letting the cool air brush they in an instance. When picked herself up, she felt a sting of pain in her back remembering to newly healing scar she had gotten only hours before. She pushed the pain away and looked around the room. When she looked at the vanity there was the note. She cursed under her breath before shaking her head and walking into her closet to pick out her outfit for the day. She slipped her sweats and tank top off before slipping on her plaid shirt and blue jeans.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror, thanking God that all her scars went to her back, stomach, and thighs. If they were on her arms that would be a lot of a more difficult to hide from people. She grabbed the note and slid it her back pocket, shoes in hand and she walked out of her wing of the large house and into the large kitchen the 'beasts' had to share seeing that they were being forced to live together until one of two things happened, either they broke their curse or until the time was up and the curse was final. She put on a pot of coffee before putting that little red note on the island for the others to see. As the coffee began brewing, Kat walked over to the window facing towards the backyard where there was a walkway to where the others were staying. Not that she ever really walked down to walkway, she couldn't risk seeing Morgan and she also couldn't risk his younger sister, Michaline seeing them even near each other. So, she did the one thing she knew how to do when it came to Morgan and that was to avoid him in the hope that he would just move on.