Tyler Kelly
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“Many people say, 'Who's my doppelganger?' when maybe they should ask, 'Whose doppelganger am I?'”
– Carson Cistulli
Overview
The first thing that Tyler ever saw was a terrible, beautiful woman standing above him. With a heart of burning ice in her chest, she had just breathed a sort of half life into him. He awoke to existence with the knowledge that he was supposed to be someone. And soon enough, he was. Created to hide the commission of a terrible crime, the fetch took to his new life swimmingly. And all was well, for a time. But eventually, perhaps inevitably, things began to fray around the edges.
It turns out that not being human can make it quite hard to act human. Formerly a loving family man whose watchword was 'dependable', Tyler withdrew from those who loved him best. He would bounce between the extremes of mania and melancholy as quickly as a turning of the wind. His family assumed it was drugs, or booze. The booze came later, as a coping mechanism. No, it was fear that drove the creature masquerading as Tyler. Fear that something was not right. And that fear was realized in full the day that the original Tyler escaped from Arcadia.
Now fully aware of the world around it for the first time in his first life, Tyler is grappling with the visions of Wyrd-laced glory and horror that assail him day to day. He can't even rely upon the love of his family to help anchor himself to the world, as every glimpse of his twin daughters reminds him that they are not actually his. Consequently, he has drawn even further from the only things that might manage to redeem him. Who knows what this desperate creature is capable of doing? The ever so faint thought that approaching the Lost might actually help his situation has occurred to him. But he has to overcome the fear that he feels for no explicable reason whenever he sees the glory of their Mien.
And there's still the original Tyler to think of. After all, he must have found his freedom. Why hasn't he come back yet to settle things? And when will he finally decide to take care of things once and for all?
Description
Before you stands a man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, though there are signs that the last few years have not been as kind as those that came before it. He's sturdy enough, standing at six feet in height and with a good layer of muscle on his body. But atop that muscle is starting to encroach the starts of a beer gut. He has the look of someone who works in some sort of manual labor, with rough, squared off hands. His facial features are strong, with the bristly start of a ginger beard clinging to his broad jaw and chin. His eyes are a pale blue, with hollows and bags indicative of too many missed nights of sleep. His hair is a medium brown, kept just long enough to give him a slightly rumpled appearance.
His clothing is typically functional and durable enough to stand up to hard work. Carhartt canvas jeans in some shade of beige, khaki or tan often show signs of oil and grease stains. Similarly, his shirts are usually long sleeved and thick enough to stand up to casual nicks and scuffs.
RP Hooks
- Fetch - Snips and snails and puppydog tails. That's not what he's made of, but you get it. But strangely enough, no fae magic will detect him as such.
- Mechanic - If you've gotten your car fixed at a less than reputable garage, you might very well have worked with him.
- One Wyrd Trick - Tyler is equal parts afraid of and fascinated by the Lost. Something has to change, maybe you've noticed him staring at you a little too long.
Contacts
- Name - You can list people your character knows here.
- Name - It could be someone they find useful, someone they care about.
- Name - It could be someone they loathe, an adversary or rival.
Gallery
Soundtrack
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The NRG - Instruments of Destruction
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Of Monsters and Men - Wolves Without Teeth
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