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Lydia Douglas

Minor WIP

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a character in “St Augustine.”, as played by CameraShy


"Did you know, that all ravens were once doves. They were once pure but then sinned and paid the price. Kind of like how we all will end up one day."

【Basic Knowledge】


|Full Name|
Lydia Ann Douglas






|Face Claim|
Jodelle Ferland

【The Outside】



|Hair Color|
Dark Brown

|Eye Color|


|Brief Description|

【Fun Facts】

Observant - Even though she talks a lot, she is a keen observer. Learning from a persons body language and their choice of words she can read between the lines like no other.
Eidetic Memory - Lydia has very good memorization skills. She can remember faces, images, and various sounds pretty well, though she cannot pinpoint one particular image or sound in the midst of a lot as good.
Lying - Lydia has no problem lying to someones face with a sincere smile. Her sweet attitude reassures people into trusting her to quickly which allows her to say anything without seeming suspicious though it all depends on the person. Most of the time her lying skills work though there are a few people who can see through that sweet facade.

Separating her food, certain things cannot touch and it disturbs her when they do.
Combs hand through hair often, especially when nervous.
Rocks back and forth on the heels of her feet when bored or uninterested in midst of a conversation.

Cherries || All kinds of Music || Cereal || Intelligence || Literature || TV shows like Criminal Minds, Supernatural and The Big Bang Theory || Shakespeare || Home Cooked Meals || The color red and all of its shades || Tall people || Sleeping In || Rainy Days || Strawberry Shortcake || Granola Bars || Reading || Watching Old Silent Films || Children || The idea of getting married

Being in large crowds || Dolls || Hospitals || Early Mornings || Incessant chatter || Lack of devotion || Waiting || The Curse || Arguing || Being lied to || Liquid Medicine || Bad Hair Days || Ravens || Spicy food || When people refer to her as a child || Being restricted || Being taken lightly || Any body of water{She can't swim}

Agateophobia- The fear of insanity || Monophobia- The fear of being alone || Pediophobia- The fear of dolls

|Brief Description|

|Feelings on the sacrifices|
The sacrifices do not matter to her. In blunt truth, she could care less about the people who's blood is splattered for the sake of her immortality. All she want's is to be able to grow up and if there were a way for it to happen then she wouldn't care how much blood must be spilled. Sadly, she knows there is no way for her to have a family of her own. Lydia knows the only way she can move on from this wretched life is to stop the sacrifices and finally be at peace with death but that is likely impossible with her father and others in the way.


Father || Stuart Douglas || 38 || Alive
Mother || Gwen Douglas || 35 || Alive
Sister || Eliza Douglas || 17 || Alive
Cousin || Kathryn Brodie || 16 || Alive
Half-Sister || Lucy Quaid || 19 || Alive
Uncle || William Douglas || 32 || Alive
Uncle || Richard Brodie || 37 || Alive

|Theme Song|
The Truth Beneath The Rose || Within Temptation

Give me strength to face the truth, the doubt within my soul
No longer I can justify the bloodshed in his name
Is it a sin to seek the truth, the truth beneath the rose?
Pray with me so I will find the gate to Heaven's door

I believed it would justify the means
It had a hold over me

Blinded to see the cruelty of the beast
It is the darker side of me
The veil of my dreams deceived all I have seen
Forgive me for what I have been
Forgive me my sins

Pray for me cause I have lost my faith in holy wars
Is paradise denied to me cause I can't take no more
Has darkness taken over me, consumed my mortal soul
All my virtues sacrificed, can Heaven be so cruel?

I believed it would justify the means
It had a hold over me

Blinded to see the cruelty of the beast
It is the darker side of me
The veil of my dreams deceived all I have seen
Forgive me for what I have been
Forgive me my sins

I'm hoping, I'm praying
I won't get lost between two worlds
For all I have seen the truth lies in between
Give me the strength to face the wrong that I have done
Now that I know the darkest side of me

How can blood be our salvation
And justify the pain that we have caused throughout the times
Will I learn what's truly sacred?
Will I redeem my soul, will truth set me free?

Blinded to see the cruelty of the beast
It is the darker side of me
The veil of my dreams deceived all I have seen
Forgive me for what I have been
Forgive me my sins

So begins...

Lydia Douglas's Story