Post by Lillium Davis on Jul 20, 2011 0:46:53 GMT -5
lillium | sara | davis
immortal?, creature, imaginary friend/tulpa, hayley williams
*tape clicks*
Well, I guess this is where my story starts. Although I can't start at my birth, mainly because I don't have one. Most people do, how pretentious. To assume your story starts with you. It always starts with your parents. Mine starts with my creator. Or rather, a loss. And I don't mean your God, Kali, or your mother. I have no idea what They has to do with any of this. All I know is what I'm given.
*cough*
My creator was a little boy when he thought of me. I think around seven or eight. There was this little girl, her name was Sara. They were inseparable, like kids at that age often are. You know the story. Out till dark, every day together, pretty much every kid at one point. After several years of being friends (realize they've lived on the same street since birth), Sara's family has to move away. Very sad, slightly traumatic. You understand. Like most kids he created an imaginary friend to keep himself busy. Me.
*shuffling*
I guess if you want a fancy scientific name, the closest you'll find is Homunculus. Latin, three or four syllables. Makes me feel all special. The most common term, however, is Tulpa. I'm his imagination come to life. Real flesh and blood. You can touch me and everything. My term for it is the Tinkerbell Syndrome.
*away from mic*
Clap your hands if you believe.
*snickers*
I materialized several months after Sara left. I looked dead-up like her, except I was shorter than him. He'd always hated that she could loom over him. So he kept me, as a pet, for ten years, Not that I minded or cared. That's what I was created to do. He named me Lily, after her favorite flower and gave me her name as my middle. Nowadays I go by Lillium. So much classier, don't cha think? Well, as most Tulpas do, I evolve to fit needs. So I grew alongside him. I aged, but managed to still resemble Sara in his mind. I like to think I'm a bit prettier, but whatever. When he grew to be a young man, obviously he's needs were a little more...mature. You can guess what we did, so, yup, don't need to...yup.
When he went away to college, he left me behind. Which suited me perfectly. I could do with a bit of free time. I'm guessing what he expected was for me to hiding in his closet like always so he could 'pop' in whenever he felt like. Well, he shouldn't assume. Makes an ass....well, we Tulpas do have free will, that the part that makes us real. I ran off as soon as I could, gave myself a last name. I've just always wanted to experience things a human does. I mean, I look human, I feel human, I'm modeled after one of you. Might as well have my cake and eat it too. Which reminds me, that saying doesn't make sense...
*tape goes on for 45 minutes detailing bakery and the French, clicks off*
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