moore, tyler glenn, witch - user - chase crawford

[tyler glenn manchester]

tyler glenn moore

NICKNAMES	AGE/DATE	GROUP
ty, baby boy	16 & may 5th, 1995	witch user

personality

“I may not look like much, thanks to the constant hovering of my parents, or should I say my mother? And of course, the constant unneeded coddling of three brothers of mine, coddling that should be considered against the law or be a crime against nature in itself. Yes I am the youngest, this doesn’t not mean I am the most naïve person on the planet, to be honest I’m damn well sure I’m smarter then the three of them combined, and that’s because I take time to observe a situation before jumping head on into it and cause more damage than there was to begin with. Yea my immune system sucks, I wasn’t exactly planned, hell I’m pretty sure I’m not even wanted by my father, maybe a little more than he wants Reid but in the end “being unwanted” to any extent is just annoying. He only wanted Caleb and Pogue. Reid, in his eyes, was a total mistake and me, well, I don’t even want to know what things goes through his head when he sees that I might be able to manage school better than Caleb can because, well c’mon, the guy can barely handle stress without getting a headache and needing time away from the family. Then again, he’s dated, unlike me. What? You think it’s just hilarious that I’m a virgin? Tell that to Reid, I’d like to see his fist make a crater in your face for saying that even if he’d agree, he’d also say that he was the only one allowed to poke fun at something so personal. He gets it, or at least I think he does, that I don’t want to date or have any shit like that happen until I’m out of high school or maybe even college. Sure that’s a long while but it’s a nice while to be drama free right? And I hate that I even decided to trust my brothers with this information. Pogue always hanging it over my head, saying “I’m afraid to fall in love”. Well excuse me but I’m not, no one in New Orleans is even worth it. I honestly hate it here. Why the hell would I want to live in a town where chicks will flash themselves to total strangers to get some damn beads, what happened to dignity?

“Oh, and please what ever you do, just don’t get me started on…oh wait I got myself started, anyway, the weird connection me and Reid have, it’s really sucks, and just because he can be such an ass about it I really wish I could strangle him for it. If he gets sick I get sick, oh and yes if he gets drunk I even feel slightly tipsy but then again there is no problem with that what so ever. It’s the constant using that bugs me, yea, sure we’re called “users” for a reason, but he pushes it far beyond the boundaries of where it should be. He uses when he’s sad, angry, depressed, sick, or happy; or in short term twenty-four seven. And if it’s not for his own personal gain it’s for reasons he refuses to believe the truth about and that also bugs me. Reid is just an enigma to me and the only reason I’m close to him is because he has been the only one to actually ever care when something is truly wrong with me. I would have to blame both of us nearly dying, though it was for his own good, nearly doing that to me…and not getting why I was so damn scared.

“Oh and unlike a lot of my family I’m not afraid to show how I’m feeling whether it’s being scared to being overly happy. I honestly think showing any kind of emotion truthfully is a death sentence in our house, but I’m still alive so that has to count for something. I see no point in lying about how you are feeling, cause if you do, well you get more crap shoved down your throat by people you don’t really like. Like for instance, if I was sick you better know that I will damn well let people know I don’t feel good. Sure homework is a pretty big chunk of my life but if I’m sick it can go down to hell and back for all I cared. Hiding what you feel is stupid, shouldn’t be done, and makes people a fake in my opinion. I tell people how I feel to a certain degree, no matter how hurtful I think it is. The only person I won’t tell off right off the bat is most likely my parents and that’s because I respect both of them to a certain degree; my mother more than anything because she had been there for all of us, equally. I love her, even if it is her fault I am now stuck with the name “baby boy”. She didn’t mean to do it, and I know that so I hold no ill will against her but, like any teenager I d wish she’d lay off me and realize I am grown up now, even if it’s not as grown up as Caleb or Pogue I’m still grown up.

“I’m not to judgmental either, I mean I am with Reid nearly twenty for seven aren’t I? And I don’t judge him anymore than I’d judge someone I’d just met. There’s no point to it especially if you don’t know them. For all anyone could know they have a justified reason for what they do. Sure maybe I won’t like it but that certainly does not mean I have to hate them for it, but it might be a bit of a better reason to try and do my best to avoid them. So yes, in away I’ve got my pet peeves, a lot of them would deal with girls, love, and dating. Why? Because I guess it’s a life requirement to want to either break a heart or have yours broken. Stupid in my mind and this is why I don’t date, why experience that when you have enough to deal with, especially in my family. Sure my mom would like to see me bring home a nice girl like Pogue did but Pogue got lucky and found the right girl in one shot, unlike Caleb who is still wallowing in his sorrows about that bitch that left him and made his life ten times more confusing than it already is. And Caleb would be a prime example of why I do not want to date anyone in the near future. We’re wealthy, we attract a lot of the wrong kind of attention from women, usually those that have been labeled as “gold diggers”.

“What else could I possibly say about myself to show you that I’m not exactly normal, hell even without the powers of a user I don’t think I’d be normal. But then again normal is such a generalized word these days, everyone has their own sense of normal and the life I live is what I consider to be my normal, everyone else would call it strange and I’d call their “normal” life strange in return. So I guess there is no true normal, but just life. Kind of wish I had a different one sometimes, where I was at least human and rich? Life would be a lot easier if I was just human and rich."

biography

Tyler Glenn Manchester was born on March 29, 1993 to William and Evelyn Manchester. It was a cold, snowy learly spring's day. He was tiny and premature at birth, being a small miracle in of itself. Not only had he survived, but his parents had been beginning to think they wouldn't have a child. Glenn was one of the elder ones of his friend and yet he didn't have a son until a year after all of his friends. He had been worrying about not having a heir to his line of magic when his wife had announced to everyone that she was indeed pregnant. The pregnancy had been a long difficult one, getting put on bed rest from the middle of the fourth month until he was born two months later. No one had expected Tyler to survive the birth, especially since he wasn't breathing at first. Even then he didn't cry much. For awhile, Glenn's friends accused him on using to make Tyler. No one back then thought he's as strong as he is.

Slowly Tyler got healthy and soon enough his parents were scheduling playdates with the others. Whereas he was active, but the others simply were ahead of him because he's a year younger than all of them. The only who seemed to want anything to do with him as of yet was Reid. Everyone knew about his famous temper. Nonetheless, the boys grew closer and closer to the point where they were nearly inseperable brothers - a bond that would become needed in their later years. It was enitrely of their own doing and all attempts to bring the boys apart resulted in them getting closer.

Caleb Manchester and Pogue Manchester, brothers of his, still weren't paying much attention to Tyler when he first turned thirteen. They didn't even noticed how quiet he had become and Reid, his best friend, didn't seem to care because now his "Baby Boy" (a nickname Reid has always called Ty due his parents' fussing over him) was in the Covenant. Before now Tyler would join in Reid's mischief, coming up with his own ideas of what to do. Now he just simply followed him around, doing most ideas of Reid's and praying something wouldn't happen that would upset the older two that much. As Caleb and Pogue slowly let Tyler hang out with them a little more, he couldn't be more content. He admired all three of the older boys.

Sadly he was also thirteen when his mother left, despite the large mansion (the largest of all the homes in the covenant). It was only a miracle that Tyler had finally gotten in to Spencer and Reid distracted him by tricks, fights, and of course drooling over girls. When he was fifteen, his father left as well to Tyler's relief. But Glenn and Rosalind still visited their son from time to time. He even dragged Reid sometimes to these meetings as well, knowing that they wouldn't try something in front of him. The last thing Tyler needed was to feel guilty about something he honestly didn't know a lot about. His usual answer to them was just a quiet "I'll ask one of the others" or he let Reid answer for him.

Now the boy is sixteen, waiting silently in the background for something to happen. He knows Caleb is ascending soon and Pogue not long after. After all, didn't everything seem to happen when you didn't want it to? Being the youngest, he doesn't know a whole lot about ascending but from what he gathered so far... It ain't pretty and could quite possibly be painful. At Spencer, he still shares a dorm with Reid and the two are inseperable as ever. But when will it come time for Tyler to realize he's strong enough to stand by himself? He spent his entire life looking up to the others and taking orders from them. Not to mention his parents is due for another visit soon, making him slightly more stressed out. He wants to know what's going to happen, but he realizes that honestly time will have to tell that part of the tale.

FACE CLAIM	ALIAS	TIMZONE
chace crawford	nicky	MST -7

[reinla]

accepted

i luff me some baby boy! yay. .