The Wife's Lament (ft. Emalia)

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Hey guys! Ellie here! // Ed&Em: No, really? // Shut up.

So, long story short, I have to do an Old English project and I picked translating "The Wife's Lament" into post headers and using them on this site xD (Yes, I picked Em. Ed wants to kill me.) This is just Em's bio in a modified version of Ed's template xD 

It's still a work in progress. This note's just for you guys to understand why I posted this really random thing haha.

Please don't post back in here. Thank you <33

PS: Our site may be viewed during the presentation xD

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Part I (Lines I-II½) [Start of Bio]
Part II (Lines II½-III½) [Personality&&Powers]
Part III (Lines III½-V) [History-Parents/Childhood]
Part IV (Lines VI-VII½) [History-Alexis's disappearance]
Part V (Lines VII½-VIII) [History-The fire and guardianship]
Part VI (Line IX) [History-Making Ed disappear]
Part VII (Line X) [History-Joining the government's cause]

**BONUS: See the Old English in the original Exeter Manuscript!

ic þis giedd wrece bi me ful g e o m o r r e, minre sylfre sið i tell this story about me,  entirely m i s e r a b l e about the fate of myself Name ;; Emalia Livia Smith Nickname(s) ;; Em, Lile, Smith Age ;; 43 Birthday ;; August 14 Gender ;; Female Species ;; Demigod Immortal Parent ;; Discordia Years at Camp ;; 0 - see history Celebrity Claim ;; Rena Sofer Appearance ;; Emalia stands at 5'6" with large, blue grey eyes and defined eyebrows. She usually keeps her dark hair down or in a ponytail. She keeps it no longer than her shoulders, and likes it parted down the middle. She has her ears pierced, and usually just wears simple, silver studs. A smile is a rarity. One's much more likely to see her with an exasperated (or blank) expression. While she may not look like much of a power house, she's taken fencing, shooting, and self defense classes, and then some more (intense) training after joining Avetis's cause. Although she's no where as built up as people who've been through Legion training, she's got some muscle to her. She has a scar along her left arm from where a monster attacked her, although she likes to pretend she got it while fencing. She's usually dressed nicely, professionally. Usually simple black slacks, flats, and dress blouse (forget skirts or dresses). Make up is also a rarity, although she will indulge every once in a while, especially if she has to go to meetings or some other nice event. Ic þæt secgan mæg, h w æ t ic yrmþa gebad, L i s t e n ! I am able to say that I have experienced something of miseries Personality ;; Sarcasm, eye rolls, denial, and self esteem issues. That's what sweet Smith children are made of. Or rather, the younger Smith twin. Em does best sassing someone. Does she love you? Hate you? Doesn't matter, you get the same treatment: a tart responses and an exasperated expression. However, getting wiser with age, she has learned the "you attract more flies with honey than vinegar" principle. She's practiced holding her tongue, but sometimes it doesn't work. She does best trying to claw her way to the top through sheer determination, just to show everyone else that they're wrong. Just to show everyone that she's normal. She's perfectly normal. She isn't a freak. She isn't different. She's just cynical and realistic. She's just like every other human. Bouts of unidentified anger, alcoholism, unemployment, and depression don't make her any less of a person. She can still do anything she wants. She doesn't see things. She doesn't hear voices. Only she does. It's not an inhibition. She's learned to ignore them. She doesn't see anything. Only she has since she was a child. She's not just "the younger twin" or "the average kid who couldn't stay still in class". In that aspect, she's a dreamer. When she gets her mind set on a goal, she'll raise hell to get it done. The perfectionist inside her demands it be done. If she fails, she's at risk for her abnormality showing. This has been her survival mantra ever since she started school. In reality, her entire mantra is just like any other Roman's: to get her through the day. She's hypocritical. Sometimes her reasoning doesn't make the least bit of sense. But deep down, she knows she's different. She knows she's on the freak spectrum, and freaks get no where in the mortal world. She couldn't even entertain the possibility. So, instead, she convinced herself that she was someone else. She grew into someone she saw as tough and normal. She knew that she was unstable. She knew she attracted unwanted (periodic, but still unwanted) monster attention. For the longest time, she denied seeing anything, but she finally had to come to terms with it when one almost killed her. She keeps herself in denial about the creatures until they are nearly upon her. She may get attacked one day, but then convince herself she doesn't see them the next. She's been able to convince herself that most of the attacks were just a dream. All she's ever wanted was to be safe and normal, but she's a demigod... Being defenseless or anything else anyone labeled her was not on her "to be" list, so she taught herself to become (what she saw as) strong, tough, and brave. She became a fighter. She became a Roman without setting a foot into Camp. Powers ;; N/A. All of Discordia's powers went to Alexis. She's sort of like a squib with traces of discord in her mind that only cause her problems and no one else. Usually, it just causes her brain mass conflict. This has lead her to become somewhat of a flight risk. She can see through the Mist, attract monsters, and has ADHD and dyslexia, but doesn't have any capabilities to make up for any of it. siþþan ic up aweox,  niwes oþþe ealdes, n o ma þonne nu new and old,  since I grew up, n e v e r more than now Family ;; Short Story: They're All Dead Joseph Smith - Father [deceased] Discordia - Mother Nancy Morgano - Step Mother [deceased] Alexis Simons (nee Smith) - Twin Sister [deceased] James Simons - Brother in Law [deceased] Edmund Simons - Brat I Had to Take Care of by Law Meghan Simons - Niece [deceased] A ic wite w o n n minra wræcsiþa I always f o u g h t with misery  in my journeys of exile History ;; Joseph never talked about the twins' mother to them. At first, he was just embarrassed. Of course, he had no answers about their real mother, so what was the point? Plus, the circumstances had been a bit shameful, even for him. More of a mistake than on purpose. He had been going through a break up. He didn't know what he was doing. He just so happened to meet a lovely woman while he was adrift, jumping from place to place, bar to bar. He never thought his one night stand would strand him with two daughters (how the hell had she even found his door step?!). Nevertheless, he decided to keep them out of responsibility. They forced him to get a job. Forced him to try to clean himself up. While he was at work, he started going to an AA group, where he met Ms. Nancy Morgano. They went out for coffee, then a brunch. They bet each other on long they wouldn't touch alcohol. They rewarded themselves for the land mark days, weeks, months... Over the years, it grew into something more. Alexis and Emalia grew up knowing that Nancy was their step-mom. They were to never ask about their birth mom. Any attempted questions got ignored. So they grew: leading a demigod child's life in a world of mortals. School relocations and monster attacks were few and far between, but one of each were enough to set the family on edge. The first time they switched school was around the age of seven. At the new school, Alexis became friends with a girl named Elisa. They seemed to hit it off right away. They became good friends. Emalia didn't spend that much time with them, Elisa kinda ignored her in all honesty, but she didn't mind. She had to keep up with her school work and focus on not getting into fights. Needless to say, the monster attacks would come... and too soon, one did, a few weeks after their school switch. Of course, it was in a park, and they had no idea what was going on. Alexis had the great idea of hitting it with her backpack, which only made it angrier. So, they did the first thing that came to their mind: they ran. The monster, of course, caught up. Then Alexis did something weird. She confused it. Or something. It looked like it was going to steam itself into dust, but they didn't wait around to see what happened. Ærest min hlaford gewat heonan of leodum  ofer yþa g e l a c First, my sister went hence,  away, over the t u m u l t of waves As any freaked out sisters would do, Em and Alex told their parents. They got met with disbelief (no, duh), and were told not to watch any scary movies. A few years passed and it fell away from Emalia's mind. She must've had a nightmare... But then, on her tenth birthday, Alexis disappeared. Neither her father or mother would say anything specific. Just something along the lines of "she needed to go away to a special sleep away camp" or something of the like. From that day on, Emalia's stability starting going downhill. Alexis had helped it in part, especially after spending six months with Elisa (Discordia). Other than that though, Alexis had been her better half, someone she looked up to, someone who could keep her in check... and then she vanished. Em tried everything to get her parents to send her to where her sister had gone, but nothing seemed to work. They said the school wasn't excepting children like her (aka the Legion didn't want children with no powers and asthma. At worse, Lupa would eat her, and Jospeh didn't really want his child to be eaten by a wolf). If an inkling that she was different hadn't started the day that Elisa decided to focus on Alexia and not her, and then again during the monster attack, it started then. Was there something wrong with her? Was she not smart enough? Not focused enough? She got good grades... she hadn't gotten herself expelled again... She had tried her hardest to be good. It hadn't worked. Em and Alexis wouldn't see each other again for ten years. Those years were long and hard for Em. She missed her sister. She sunk into a clinical depression. And so the medication started. She started struggling in school again, got into unprovoked fights, started drinking early, and started working while still in high school. It was there that her second monster decided to attack her. Her client at the time had just bought a shovel, so Em did the one thing that she thought would make it stop: she hit it repeatedly with the shovel. Of course, that's not what everyone else saw. Needless to say, she went to juvenile court on charges of beating a costumer to death with dozens of witnesses present. She tried to plead her case of "there was a monster attacking me", but try telling that to a bunch of mortals without them thinking you're on some sort of drug trip. After tests that were conclusive to her system being dry, she got released to the custody of her parents. The ruling suggested that she go to therapy and anger management for her "hallucinations" and "violent tendencies" that could turn her into a "highly dangerous child". Em, of course, was against it all, but went anyway to appease her parents. Of course, she had to switch schools again, and find a new job after her required months of therapy. The years slid by again. Determined not to let another monster get to her again (and not knowing exactly how any of them worked), Em started taking fencing, archery, and martial arts lessons through her school. After graduation, she ended up going to community college. On her way home after a night class, a monster attacked her. Only this time, she was ready. She got it with a baseball bat. Just her luck, there had been a security guard watching her. She claimed self defense (since she learned "he's a monster" never worked; but no.. she hadn't seen a monster), but the older boy never showed up to the disciplinary hearing for some reason... The case was dropped, but it still didn't prevent Em from being outcasted as violent once again. Then, just as she graduated with an Associate's degree, Alexis appeared back on their doorstep. She had a couple of scars, looked so much different (kinda ripped, actually), and had an odd tattoo on her arm, but she was back. She didn't have much to say on where she had been all those years. Just that she had learned skill sets that could get her a job. The reunion wasn't that great. If anything, Alexis looked shell shocked. Eventually, she returned to "mortal civilian life" and got a job at a Medieval Recreation site. A year or so later, Emalia became an aunt. Hæfde ic u h t c e a r e  hwær min leodfruma londes wære I had d a w n - s o r r o w Where might my family be? No more than a year after Edmund was born, Joseph and Nancy got into a car crash, resulting in both of their immediate deaths. While Alexis went to support groups and used people at work as a crutch, Emalia immersed herself in work. She worked herself in to overdrive, trying not to dwell on the loss of her parents too much. She had work to do, a reputation to keep up, and a power wall to climb. She wouldn't make the company regret hiring her. Her mishaps as a teenager were nothing to base her by... However, Alexis did see her sister starting to withdraw, so she pulled Em into her life (more by force than anything). She introduced her to James and got her to spend some time with Edmund (they actually did get along when he was under three). But other than a few get togethers and holidays, Emalia didn't spend a lot of time with the Simons. Talk at holidays about Ed's "interesting incidents" and switched schools put them at odds early on. Ed always thought that Em looked at him funny, which... well, she did. What had her sister been thinking? Em never thought she'd have to fulfill her actual duty as a guardian. She just said yes because.... well, how could she say no? She never thought that Alexis, James, and Meg would all die, and that she'd get stuck with Ed. If anything, she hoped for the other way around. She had seen him. How far off the reservation from normal he was. How he put everyone else in danger with his abnormalities. If people thought she was odd, what on earth did that make him? On some sort of level, it registered that they were more alike than anything, but Emalia couldn't accept that. Her life was in danger with him in it, and all she wanted to do was to lead a safe, normal life. Ed became the visual representation of what Emalia had been trying to dodge her entire life. They couldn't get along at all. He twisted her the wrong way, and she twisted him the wrong way (Ed's minor discord control going out the window didn't help either). She tried for a week or so after he came home from the hospital. She tried talking to him, tried to get him help, but nothing seemed to work. So, being the abnormality that he was, and given both of their emotional states, Emalia gave up a a lot faster than she usually would, especially after he didn't go to the Simons's funeral. Ða ic me feran g e w a t folgað secan Then I, myself, d e p a r t e d, to set out, to seek refuge, She let him sulk in his room, gave him his medications (which were constantly ignored), forced him to physical therapy, and fed him. She did little to stop him when he told her he was going back to school. At least she prevented him from bleeding out. Of course, that entailed calling 911, getting him strapped down to a hospital bed again, and him hating her more and more, but hey. She kept him alive. She kept him, period. But then she witnessed a monster attack. Edmund had been telling her that he wanted to switch therapy centers for weeks. Not once did he mention "monster" (who'd believe that anyway?), but Em had a pretty good idea... she just didn't want to believe it. A first hand account would just put the final nail in the coffin. Of course, a week later, Emalia walked in on Ed getting attacked. He could see it. She could see it. The fight happened too fast:  a previously dead wire got attached to the thing, and then it went live. Something smashed and gold dust went everywhere. The lights exploded. Ed grabbed her hand, pulled her out, and locked the door. After that, Emaila decided she couldn't keep him. She didn't see anything. He had. He had killed a man. Or a woman. Something. He was a hallucinatory and highly dangerous child with violent tendencies. She couldn't keep him in her house. She started looking into mental institutions, but then got a dream about some camp. So, Emalia ended up bringing him there instead. For a moment, she felt some sort of pull towards the place. She could see it after all... As she was looking at it, it dawned on her that this was the place that had taken Alexis. It had made her disappear. Now, she was making Edmund disappear. Unlike her sister though, no one back in the mortal world would miss him. For a brief moment, if only that moment, she didn't hate the place for taking her sister. It was getting rid of her problem. Besides, she had the feeling that the survival rate was low. Maybe Ed wouldn't be as lucky as her sister had. Or, if he was, he'd have the sense not to ever come back. Getting rid of Ed or not though, the deep seated resentment would always follow her around. So, she locked down on her hate, turned around, and never looked back. w i n e l e a s wræcca, for minre weaþearfe a f r i e n d l e s s wretch  during my dire-need The last eight years have been somewhat a roller coaster for Em. After leaving Ed, there was not much else she could do except go back to work and try not to think about her entire family being dead. She's run into one or two monsters. Nothing she couldn't handle at that point. Only, one of her killings was seen. Instead of reporting her to the authorities though, he seemed interested... He said he saw them too. He said so many more people saw them than she'd think. He said that she'd be helpful, useful in his organization, if she was interested. Intrigued, Emalia accepted, and before she knew it, she found herself as a part of the US Government, working alongside Sir Avetis Washington and many other demigods. It took her months to absorb, forget believe, about the gods, demigods, and Camp. The extra weapons training and initiation was hard, but she knew it'd be well worth it in the long run. For once, she didn't feel like the odd one out. For once, she felt like she had a place to belong. Even better, they were all against the Camp. All against the place that stolen and changed her sister. The "Capture the Legionnaire" game had its own kind of thrill, but she knew revenge would be so much sweeter. Site Alias ;; Ellie Reading ;; Only PJO Roleplaying Experience ;; 6 years as of 3/17/14 Sample RP ;; See edmundsimons or @caitlynashika COMMENTARIUM: Bio layout via AB THE AMAZING! 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