A Little About Me
Megan (Megatron) Griffin
Age:25
HC:Chestnut Brown/EC:Blue
Scars/Birthmarks/Other: Located just above the beginning of her tailbone sat an X shaped scar from her alleged tail, though she had come to realize from a look at her medical records has really been due to open a sore from her neglectful parents refusing to make time to change her leading to an alarmingly blistered Meg. She has multiple scars from other things her family had done to her and even some from herself, but she never paid them any mind..They were reminders that she had survived her family.
Personality
Meg's personality in her youth was much like a typical teenage girl, Meg had major serious self-esteem and body-image issues. These feelings of low self-worth were dangerously reinforced by her family, whom constantly degraded and humiliated her both physically and verbally. These attacks led to Meg’s craving for attention and validation from others in her young adult life.
Since the departure from her family at the beginning of her adult life Meg struggled find her footing at first, but thanks to the job she had gotten before her senior year she soon found her way making it. She began attending therapy following the move, though she still finds it hard to accept everything about herself.. she is trying.
Give Me Strength
In the stall of one of the public bathrooms in Quahog, Rhode Island, a young girl sat on the toilet seat staring at the piece of paper in her hand. In bold writing in the middle of the page her new name was declared for all the world to see. Megan Saoirse Griffin, changed from Megatron Semanstain. The slip didn't mean much more than what it said, but the significance of the event was huge in the mind of Meg. The name change was just one of a many series of small events that was allowing her to slip out from the control of her parents. The bank account she'd created at sixteen for instance, was one, the job she'd worked through high-school in an ice-cream shop in what her mother called "the bad area of town", was another. She'd worked several jobs, one for the mayor, another at superstore USA, and the secret ice-cream job. No one had noticed because no one cared, and she'd plotted and planned everything in her head, while the money in her bank account piled up and she grew ever closer to eighteen. Now one hundred dollars poorer, she had a proper name with which to apply for jobs. The car she had eventually gotten her dad to buy after the tank fiasco, was in her name and she was paying them off. It was a slow race to freedom, and the race was almost won.
The official slip of paper had been delivered to Cleveland's house, Meg having officially changed her address. Once a week she'd visit Cleveland under a series of ever changing excuses to collect her mail and sort through it. The little folder she had in his house was testament to his and Donna's kindness. They were not immune to the sight of Peter's abuse, and they had some sympathy for the poor girl. Into that folder would go the name change document, the new birth certificate, and another bank statement proclaiming the strength of her will-power and cunning under such horrific circumstances. The driver's license would go in her purse, next to the business card for that therapist she'd been meaning to contact. In that purse were several slips of paper for rental houses in the next town over, as well as job ads. Meg sighed happily as she contemplated life away from the Griffins. Neither Cleveland nor Donna would squeal her secret, she was nineteen and a half now, with her own money, her own car and job.
"Finally, I can't wait until this is over." She muttered impatiently. Now for another round of secondhand shopping. Despite Lois's disdain for secondhand stores, Meg thrived in them. A budget of fifty dollars could buy her plenty of things, and it allowed her to spend more money on the more important things.
It had taken months to save every little penny she could before she finally left the abuse. The Brown-Tubs family had even helped her secure a good home for cheap before giving a teary goodbye and a promise of visits. Then she knew she had made it.. She had survived her family and made it out the otherside alive.
