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[MEGAN ALICE BUTLER]

Megan Alice B U T L E R


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- - Full name: Megan Alice Butler
- - Nick names: Meg, Meggie
- - Age: 22
- - Birthday: August 17th
- - Hometown: Kerry, Ireland
- - Current Location: NY
- - Member Group: ex-CIA
- - Sexuality: Bisexual
- - Face Claim: Genevieve Padalecki
- - Canon Or Original: Original

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- - Likes:
Nail polish
Tea (black, three sugars)
Pixie sticks
Soccer
Oversized hoodies
Shakespeare
Cats
Candy
Margaritas
Sunny days
Swearing
Cherries
Judo and Aikido
Happy people
- - Dislikes:
Rainstorms
Peaches
Cold water
the CIA
Dogs
The color purple
Tight clothes
Wine
Prudish people
Bad hygiene
Bible-bangers
- - Goals:
To have a family
To get a child out of the CIA
To travel back to Ireland
Be on a soccer team again
- - Fears:
Thunder - it reminds her of gunshots.
Fireworks - same reason as the above with added benefit of sparks
Heights - Meg just hates heights and gets dizzy even thinking about them. She thinks it has something to do with a bad airplane trip when she was young.
- - Habits:
Bites her lip - When conflicted about something, or when bored, Meg chews her lower lip.
Snapping fingers - She snaps her fingers when she's thinking.
- - Personality:

Meg is a quiet person, but don't mistake that for shyness or sweetness. In casual conversation, she has an acid wit and tends towards sarcasm and cynicism. She's not overly cruel, though, it's just her automatic response to the world. She's seen a lot of bad things, and she's found that a sharp tongue wards people off. Despite this reflex, if prompted, Meg can smooth over situations fairly well, although it's not her first inclination. Diplomacy isn't her favorite activity, despite her ability. Meg prefers to sit drinking "girly drinks" rather then be on the dance floor or in the middle of everyone, and is perfectly okay with people thinking that she's antisocial as long as it keeps her privacy. She'll ignore slights to herself, and doesn't typically hold grudges, excepting against the CIA. She doesn't always take to flirting well, but she does enjoy a good one night stand (or long relationship).

If people get past that exterior, they will find a woman who while still is sarcastic, is a generally nicer person. This Meg harbors giant soft spots for cats and for Shakespeare. She basically knows "Hamlet" and "The Tempest" by heart, and will happily quote from it in everyday conversation. She also loves the sport of soccer. When in casual conversation, she curses a lot. If Meg knows the other person well, she may start talking all about cats, too. She adores the creatures and has one. Meg is also a bit of a closet romantic, who watches a lot of "guilty pleasure" movies such as "The Notebook". If confronted with this fact, she'd never admit to it. One of the things Meg wants the most is to have a family and children some day. Meg would do anything for her friends, and is surprisingly sensitive despite her rough exterior. Once she decides she likes someone, that person is special to her. She's a good person to go to for advice, as she's rational and calm about most things.

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- - Father: Jonathan Butler, 60, Deceased (Lawyer)
- - Mother: Maeve Nolan Butler, 58, Deceased (Stay At Home)
- - Siblings: None
- - Other relationships: None
- - History:

Megan Alice Butler was born in Ireland to an American lawyer and his Irish wife. The lawyer's name was Jonathan Butler, and his wife was Maeve Nolan Butler. In terms of money, the Butlers were well off, upper middle class. Jonathan's work as a lawyer brought in plenty of money, and the family was happy. Due to complications in Maeve's labor, Megan was their only child, and she was much loved by the couple. She was put in the best schools that the Butlers could pay for, and her passions (namely reading and soccer) were encouraged. Every night, Meg's father would read Shakespeare to her, sonnets and plays. This stemmed her love of the playwright. When Meg was seven and a half, she and her family moved to America because Jonathan's mother was dying of cancer, and he wanted to be close to her.

At age nine, Meg was a smart child who had her father's slick skills at smoothing over tough situations and getting out of trouble. She had good grades, although was reserved and quiet due to teasing from her Irish accent. One day, she was approached by men in suits in her house and told to say goodbye to her parents and pack up her bags. Having no choice, and no idea of what was happening, Meg left with them.

She was thrown into the CIA training system harshly. She was terrified of the people who took her from her parents, and so kept her mouth shut and didn't complain. She was trained as a spy, and took to it quite well. However, Meg wasn't a violent person, so it took years to train her to use a gun. She was fifteen when the CIA realized her fear of heights, and used that against her as punishment whenever she didn't pick up a weapon. She knew very soon after that incident that there was no point in trying to defy the CIA, and overcame her fear of the weapons that she had to use. Every night, if she could, Meg would read herself Shakespeare to remember her family.

When Meg was sixteen, she had a mission that went downhill fast, her companion being shot down in a restaurant. She had to hide herself in the kitchen of the restaurant to save herself from being shot, and all she could remember hearing was screaming and gunshots. To this day, she is petrified of thunder and fireworks because of this. The only reason that she didn't freeze up in the field when guns were fired is the mindset that the CIA trained her to be in after the incident, to not focus on the sound but just the fight. This didn't help her outside of the missions.

At age twenty, Meg was booted out of the CIA. Scared and alone without the agency that had been her school and home for years, the first thing Meg did was to go home. She swiftly learned that her parents had both been killed in some sort of "freak shooting", but she knew that the CIA must have had something to do with it. This made her even more furious and bitter against the CIA. She lived on the streets for a while until people approached her and offered her a place in their organization, a group of ex-CIA agents like herself, and she accepted. Meg has been with them since then.

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- - Your name: Abby
- - Your age: 14
- - Best way to contact you: PM or the cbox
- - Password: adminedit
- - Roleplay Sample:
Meg settled herself against the seat comfortably. She was in a little diner she had just found in the city she was currently in, some little place called "Daria's". It was all black and white tiling and navy blue booth seats, and a long counter full of spinning chair that some children were excitedly twirling around on, much to the irritation of their mother and a few other patrons. Meg didn't care, personally. If the kids were having fun and not hurting anyone, her attention was not on them, despite how irritating they may be. They didn't appear to be CIA, either, their smiles were just a little too big and they were much too loud.

She readjusted her grip on the coffee mug the waitress had given her. They served good coffee here, strong without being disgusting. Meg had dumped about five of the sugar packets into it, politely declined creamer, and that was going to be her breakfast for the day- until she noticed the muffins. Craning her neck, the Irish woman saw a variety of baked goods behind the counter. Sweet things were her kryptonite. The waitress came over again, having seen interest in her goods. "Can I get you something, hon?" She was all smiles and blonde ringlets, a happy person. Meg hadn't seen one of those in too long.

Meg contemplated for a second before nodding. "Yes. Blueberry muffin, please." her accent made one of the children look over at her and giggle, and Meg immediately wiped all emotion off her face. She really didn't want the little buggers to come over, and surprise surprise, none of the three did. She took a sip of her coffee, sighing a little at how sweet it was. It really was a quiet day, and she decided that was a good thing as she nodded a little coolly at the waitress as her muffin was brought to her. "Check?" Meg asked.

She idly drummed her fingers against the table, chewing her lower lip as she waited for the check. As soon as it came to her, she slipped twenty dollars into it and told the happy waitress to keep the change. Meg tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear before taking her muffin with her into the city, ready to start her day officially.

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