aslinn, duffy abigail

[duffy abigail aslinn]

show the world a little style,
a little attitude

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sup, my name is Son
been breathing air for 20 years now
but only been living for I forget but around 8 years now
you can drop me a line at Pm or Messanger is best ([e-mail])

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[/b]: Duffy Abigail Aslinn
nicknames: Abby, Abs, Duff, Dee, Ash
age:15
birthday: august 5th
gender: female
orientation: bisexual
school year: sophomore
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just wait
take a breath of air before you faint

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[/b]: Emily Browning
height: 4ft11'in
weight: 99lbs
build thin and slightly athletic
eyes: brown to light brown due to the change in lighting around her. They seem to see everything and then nothing at all.
hair: Brown and long. She sometimes weares it straight but other wise its naturally just a little wavy. She likes to wear it half up half down most of the time.
distinguishing features:Her eyes, a skin on her left knee, the imprint of a ring on the side of her face from some time and place she never talks about
tattoos and piercings:ears
personal style: She dresses in whatever she feels comfortable waring. If the dress code is to be enforced she is following it but when there is no set standard on what she is wearing she can be found in very boheiman like clothing as well as the classy stuff. She can be found in things that are not the set trend most of the time making up her own trend along the way not that anyone pays attention to that. Sophisticated and modest with a slight wild side when you get her in a place that she likes.
appearance: Abigail looks like your typical very proper and somewhat laid back type of fifteen year old. She holds herself up with confidence even when she's not having the best of days. Her silent smile which looks so sweet and innocent always has something behind it. She likes to pull pranks on people but you would know that unless you checked the look in her eyes which seem to see straight through your soul as some would say which is why many leave her alone. She always has a book with her as well as a pad of paper and a pen. She wears a locket with a rose on the front along with a mouse pendant on it. Her hair most of the time is half up half down. She has a ribbon tied to her wrist or around her neck depending on her mood. It one of the ways to tell how she is feeling from day to day most of the time.
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do you think you're right,wronged,
or do you think you'll fight?

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[/b]: Poetry
writing
reading
history
music
strawberries
chocolate
dancing
her brothers
her adoptive parents

dislikes: green beans
misunderstandings
being underestimated
being mocked
uncalled for stupidity
being touched
math
be talked down too
people who mess with her family
cauliflower

strengths: compassion
intellegence
listening
big heart
poetry

weaknesses: sight
her brothers
her adoptive parents
her mind
her compassion

greatest fear:seeing her brothers die and fear itself
greatest desire:settle down with someone who understands her
habits and quirks: bitting her lower lip when she's nervous
jumping at loud nosies
sheilding her eyes from light

overall personality: Duffy is not the easiest person to figure out due to the fact that she really doesn't talk. Its not that she doesn't have the ablility too. She stopped talking when she was five and her brothers are the only ones that might get the glimpse of her voice. She loves to sing but one would not know it unless they caught her in her hiding spots singing. They again no one knows where those are mostly. She's a very shy girl though she can be outgoing if you simply try to get to know her. If she wants to talk to you she will normally use sign language or she'll write it out on a pad of paper that she always carries with her. She's very curious about eveything and one could get away with telling her your deepest darkest secrets because its not like she's going to open her mouth and tell anyone. The Duffy she shows to the outside is not the Duffy that her brothers or anyone close to her sees.

She's scared and scared of things that she can't really remember. She hates the fact that on most days she can't see a single thing not matter how hard she's concentrates. She's blind yet no one would know that because she doesn't walk around broadcasting it. She hates light but she doesn't mind the flickering or a candle or a lighter which will normally calm her down as much as rain and music will. She doesn't like thinking about the past and she hates to be touched unless of course she knows you. This is why most people shy away from her. She's just not normal enough for them regardless if she tries to put on that normal face. Her brothers are the only ones who can calm her from the nightmares she sees day and night. She suffers unknowningly from PTSD or post tramatic stress disorder.

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we are young, we are done
we ain't fighting nothing

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[/b]: Monica Aslinn, 49, deceased, stay at home mom
father: Patrick Aslinn, 50, deceased, judge
siblings: Jason Aslinn, 15, student *triplet (middle), Darin Aslinn, 15, student *triplet(eldest), Nathanal Aslinn, 17, student, *triplet(middle), Nickolas Aslinn, 17, student *triplet(youngest) Thachary Aslinn, 17 *triplet(eldest)
extended family: Trisha Addison, 45, nurse, adoptive mother
Vincent Addison, 48, lawyer, adoptive father
pets: name, breed, age. no more than 5 unless on a farm
nationality English
birthplace: Bath, England
history: Monica and Patrick Aslinn where your typical loving parents. Rather their story is one of nothing but pure love for eachother and their children. Though tragedy struck this family no matter which way you turn the clock. Monica lost her parents in a fatal car accident when she was 25 before the older set of triplets was born. Patrick lost his parents in plane crash when he was 30. about four years after Monica lost hers. Their sons Thachary, Nathanal, and Nickolas were born on a rather chill July night. They were in their home in London when they were born and Monica gave birth to them in bed with a midwife standing by. Their sons were given nothing but loving care by Monica who quit her job as a school teacher to be a mother. They moved to Bath a year later.

Two years later they were welcoming another set a triplets which was rare for someone of an older age. Monica was fourty four when she gave birth to her last set of triplets. That's when things started to get a little more interesting for this family. It was obvious as the years went by that one of each set of triplets like the other more. Nickolas matched himself up with his younger brother Jason where as Nathanal got close to Darin and Thachary took the most care of his fragile baby sister who spent her first two years off and on in the hospital. No one could really figure out what was wrong with her buy by the time she was three in a half Duffy was home and rather talktive at that. She was like any normal three year old. The her fifth year of life came to pass and their little world shattered into pieces.

On a cold december night a men in black broke into their house and took them all hostage. Duffy being good at hiding was the last one to be found and the one to screams and fight the assaliants off the most. For this she was punished by them and tied up next to her mother who kept telling the assailants to leave her children alone. Patrick came home to find his family tied up and was shoot when he tried to get to his daughter who was coughing up blood on the floor where she had been tieed up. Duffy is still haunted by the image of her father falling to the ground infront of her. By the time the police arrived Monica and Patrick were dead and Duffy was nearly dead. She was rushed off to the hospital along with her brothers to be checked out. She pulled through but was in the hospital for two years after that.

For the next two years she was shipped from foster home to foster home seperated from her brothers. No one could figure out how to control her when she got scared or when she wanted something so she finally learned how to sign and picked that up rather fast. She was nine when she finally went off to an orphanage and found her brothers again. By then however she wasn't talking and she was pretty much blind though she had learned how to concentrate on one a few things at a time. The six children were adopted by Trisha and Vincent two years later. They were the only couple to come into the orphanage that Duffy imediately liked. Rather she wasn't afraid to be in the room with them there. It was the first time in six years she allowed an older man to touch her. Trisha and Vincent went from having no children to having six in a matter of minuets after that.

They soon found that the six were highly intellegent individuals and learned rather fast when Trisha had the time to teach they what she could. They were sent to aldrige when they came of high school age. Duffy likes it there but she's not one to make friends. She prefers to stay hidden the shadows. She didn't know Anastasia that well but she was sad when she heard of her death. More she was fightened about what the mention of death brought from her memories. She up for tracking down the person who did it though even in the state it put it its odd for her to even want to do that. She's a good little detective when she wants to be. Though getting information from her isn't going to be all that easy. Her brothers now watch her even more like hawks and she doesn't seem to mind that though she might glare if she catches they watching her so closely. She's always up for an adventure and this just might be the grandest of all. It also might break her of her fears but only time will tell with that.

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way outside yourself
there's someone out there
who wants you to be free

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Duffy walked down the hall to her dorm room. The news of a death in the school should have been unsettling to the young girl but for some reason it just wasn't at the moment. Sure she was upset about it but she knew she had nothing to worry about if she was questioned. Yet they might think that she was the one to do something just out of the mere fact that she didn't talk. She shrugged that off as she opened to door to her room. She walked over to her bed and picked out a book of poetry written in brail. She didn't want to deal with having to concentrate and she really couldn't do that at the moment she had to many thoughts running through her mind. She opened up the book but she didn't start reading. For some reason her mind told her not to even start.

Seconds later she was thinking about who in their right mind could have killed a young girl in the school. If it was one of her other classmates then there was probably something to worry about. Her mind raced with a bunch of questions and then all at onces she curled up dropping the book to the floor and trying to not let out a scream as tears began to fill her eyes. She began to rock back and forth to get the image of that night out of her mind. Why was this bringing these memories back in full swing? Death she had an issue with death she knew that.The tears slowly feel down as she grabbed her teddy bear and laid down burying her head into her pillow. This was going to be a lovely thing to explain when her roommates got into the room. She was having another attack and only her brothers would know how to break her from it.

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I WANTED TO BE ME !

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[/b] of CAUTION 2.0! Please credit and do NOT steal. Lyrics are from School Ya' by Stellastarr*.
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[genevieve antoinette boucher ,]