#tylerd

INTRODUCTION:

Cara, she, 18, UTC+08:00, I am mabait :)

ACTIVITY LEVEL:

I’ll be online most of the time hanggang summer pa po pero pag may pasok na baka during breaks and definitely on weekends

CHARACTER OF CHOICE:

Tyler Domingo

SECOND CHARACTER OF CHOICE:

Is it okay to leave this unanswered?

YOUR DESCRIPTION:

I actually developed a little so little the naked eye can’t see it crush on Enrique ever since I stalked him due to a previous roleplay, so I guess it’s also a factor alongside the fact that I like his story. I do think I can relate to him the most, following a parent’s footsteps and living up with expectations, feeling pressured and wanting nothing but to get away even for a while and just…chill.

YOUR SAMPLE:

“It would have been a 4-nil if you kicked the freaking ball towards the goal. You were wide open, Domingo!” Not really, he was face to face with the opponent’s striker and one winger was after the freaking ball but Coach Buffon’s words were firm. ‘Natutulog ka yata kanina.’ Tyler iterated to himself. “Next time if you can strike a goal then strike it is – ” The 40-ish man hollered inside the sports locker room, the confinements made his voice louder. “ – your father would have.”  He added which made Tyler’s eye twitch but nonetheless nodded to his coach, “Yes coach.”

Okay naman si Coach Buffon, 24 years ago he played as a midfielder alongside the football superstar Noah Domingo, a.k.a. Tyler’s daddy. The former teammates remained friends and remained in contact, Noah usually visits the team and holds football clinic. Kaya siguro ganoon niya maikumpara ang mag-ama kasi alam niya ang full potential ng isang Domingo. “You were born to be a star, Tyler. You were born to rule and conquer the field –” Not to boast, but Tyler knew he was capable and he was good. “– just like how your father did.” Yan lang, lagi lang may kasunod na ganyan.

The thing is, he doesn’t want to be just Noah Domingo’s protégé, he doesn’t want to be just his carbon copy, he doesn’t, doesn’t, want to just lurk in his father’s shadows. He wanted to be Tyler Domingo, just Tyler. Don’t get him wrong, he is very grateful to have him as his father and to have someone guide him in his career but he wants to everybody to understand that Noah is Noah, Tyler is Tyler. They share the same flesh and blood but they were never the same person.

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“Tyler, may sulat ka.” The maid handed her a sealed envelope. He turned it around and saw that it was from his good friend, Axel. He brought it upstairs to his room and he was not even surprise to read its content. “He really knows what to say, alam niya talaga kung ano ang kailangan ko. Axel talaga.” Coincidence or not, Axel’s words were almost voicing his own thoughts. Harlowe Coast, good old times. Nakakamiss ang barkada – sobra… but more than that, he needs a breather.

Too much force over the equilibrium.

ANYTHING ELSE: