Post by joon on Oct 23, 2010 17:23:13 GMT -5
talyn m. coplin
twenty. gifted human. hayley williams.
" the power
it happened in a dream at first. talyn didn't know what to make of it, but there it was. her dream had taken her back to a different time in ireland, and she was sure of that. and the person she was looking from was definitely her. those were her thoughts and her body felt familiar, yet distant. she looked around and knew she was in the past - probably the late 1800's. but this was just a dream, and talyn knew that because she'd already tried to pinch herself. nothing. still, there she was. and who was she looking at? her hair was a platinum color that was almost unnatural. the girl was young, but her face was just as familiar as talyn's body felt. she said something in some language talyn could barely process at a pace that blew her mind away. however, the body talyn was in responded in the same language, at the same pace. the young girl before her had a voice that talyn recognized anywhere, and suddenly in her dream, talyn herself had gasped. standing before her was the very woman she hated the most; her own mother. to be fair, her mother hated her to but...in this life she seemed to be carrying something. a baby. it wasn't hers. talyn was catching on to what the two women were saying and - oh shit. talyn came to the realization that she wasn't like her family in the real world. she was one of them - the people she'd heard about popping up all around the world with supernatural powers and genetics that separate them from the human world. she didn't know what she was or what she would be considered, but she knew no one in her family could see this - and she knew what she was seeing. this, the young girl that was talyn's mother holding a child that was the girl that talyn was viewing the world from's, was a past life. it explained a lot to talyn, and when she woke up, she ran away. she got into her vintage, rust-colored mustang, and left new york for cape cod, not going too far but gaining her own freedom.
a few personality traits
• blunt. talyn has always told it like it is. she doesn't spare feelings or emotions, she just puts things out in the world like no one's business. usually, if she doesn't like you, she'll let you know.
• quiet intensity. talyn spends loads of time in her head. she isn't very much of a verbal person and likes to just sit around with her thoughts to herself. of course, she's not rude so if you talk to her she'll talk back.
• loyal. tal's had some issues with her mom, but she's been her brother's best friend since she can remember. it's hard to have left him, yes, but she always calls him and she'll do the same for anyone that cares even half as much as he did. if you don't betray her, she won't betray you.
• creative. all that time spent in her head has brought up some pretty cool and unique ideas. she loves to write poetry, mostly songs that she never plans on actually recording.
• sarcastic/ironic. technically, she's more of the latter because she doesn't take too many literal sayings or meanings seriously. but sometimes she can be offensive, which is where she gets into the sarcasm part.
last texts.
from steven, her brother. tal. come home please. i miss you and i know mom misses you. we don't even know where you are, but we just want to see you.
from her mother. talyn monah, don't make me beg. it's bad enough we would fight but you ran? if i really didn't care, i would call you a coward, but i do care talyn.
last blog before leaving home.
hey there. this is the last one i'll be doing for a while, not that anyone really cares too much. home life....sucks. literally. my mom and i are constantly fighting over stupid shit, my sister always takes her side, my brother plays switzerland, and my dad is too damn cowardly to get between us. things are tense and...i feel like if i wasn't here, everything would be better in the long run. it all started seven years ago, when i was ten. my mom wanted me to be all prim and proper for her fancy-shmancy friends, but i didn't want to have anything to do with it. so she punished me, and she's been doing the same ever since. now look, i'm not suicidal or depressed or any such thing. i have an easy life, and i'll admit it. i live in a wealthy neighborhood, and both of my parents were born into money. i have and get everything i want.....except freedom and free will. i don't want the money; i don't want this life. no one likes me besides my dad and my brother, and at times that just isn't enough. i need to be in a place where everyone else is just like me - and in this world, that's becoming a lot easier....outside of my home. so i'm leaving. i'm taking my computer but i can't guarantee i'll have internet. i'm getting into my car, and i'm driving. i don't know where i'll go or where i'll stay but i'm leaving. so i'll miss you, but adios. new life, here i come. <3, talyn. "
paigels. 34987938475onr. 2987349387 onr. i haven't played talyn in forevah..