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My mother is a pill-popping alcoholic who spends her day dulling away the pain of being a society wife. My father Does Not Approve of anything that deviates from what he wants or thinks is proper, and a daughter that hears voices is very much a blight on the Frost name.
Between them, they've twisted my older sister into a manipulative and sadistic bitch, and my younger sister is a junkie. Oh, and they threw my brother -- the only sane and decent member of this family -- into an insane asylum for being gay.
So I took off before he could throw me in the crazy-bin like they did with Christian. Being homeless for over a year was a better option than actually going crazy from being locked-up with mental patients.
Between them, they've twisted my older sister into a manipulative and sadistic bitch, and my younger sister is a junkie. Oh, and they threw my brother -- the only sane and decent member of this family -- into an insane asylum for being gay.
So I took off before he could throw me in the crazy-bin like they did with Christian. Being homeless for over a year was a better option than actually going crazy from being locked-up with mental patients.
My mother left me and my dad when I was thirteen and I haven't seen her since. This was after she cheated on my dad. My current step-monster is always out of it due to being in a prescription drug induced haze.
My dad and I get along just fine, though. Thankfully.
My dad and I get along just fine, though. Thankfully.
My mom hasn't been around since I was really young, and my dad's just... a little overprotective.
Okay a lot overprotective.
But I wouldn't really call that an issue.
Okay a lot overprotective.
But I wouldn't really call that an issue.
My father had an incurable disease and I was the one that had to take him off life support.
Only to have them find a cure a short time later.
So might be feeling a bit guilty about that.
Also you made my mun remember Star Trek V and now she hates you. Of course since this is a different timeline she had the option of pretending that never happened but she didn't take it. HER FAULT.
Only to have them find a cure a short time later.
So might be feeling a bit guilty about that.
Also you made my mun remember Star Trek V and now she hates you. Of course since this is a different timeline she had the option of pretending that never happened but she didn't take it. HER FAULT.
My mom puts mayonnaise in everything. Which I don't have a problem with but my wife does.
That's all I got. My family is awesome.
That's all I got. My family is awesome.
I would like to join the long list of people whose parents are dead, along with the sub-specialty of those who are at fault in the matter.
My father is a heroin addicted musician who thought it'd be a good time to beat the shit out of my mother in front of me and then, you know, sometimes do the same to me in front of her. Add in some crunchy verbal and emotional abuse, my issues have issues that have their own zip code.
Once I was big enough, I beat the shit out of my own father and caused him to just disappear entirely. Of course, my mom had a nervous breakdown because of this and hasn't been the same since. She still misses him.
Anyone ever wondered why I'm mean? There we go.
Once I was big enough, I beat the shit out of my own father and caused him to just disappear entirely. Of course, my mom had a nervous breakdown because of this and hasn't been the same since. She still misses him.
Anyone ever wondered why I'm mean? There we go.
My dad abandoned my mom as soon as I was born, and my mother is certifiable. I'm hoping the crazy isn't hereditary.
My mother cannot behave herself properly in public. To which I mean, she has acted with such outrageous impropriety that it will nearly keep my eldest sister from marrying the man she loves. Worse, she encourages my younger siblings to behave with no concern for decorum, which will lead in part to my youngest sister, Lydia, running away with a man who does not care for her, and will ruin her before attempting to toss her aside. Which is not only devastating for Lydia but also such a black mark socially that none of us can show our faces again, not until he is forced to marry her and we can pretend it was an elopement.
Having seen two versions of your canon, I'm of the opinion that Lydia and that certain waste of air deserve each other.
My father is Bob Barker. Awesome, right?
My mom is the greatest woman on the planet, even if she didn't die and subsequently thinks I'm married and have a child.
My mom is the greatest woman on the planet, even if she didn't die and subsequently thinks I'm married and have a child.
Uh, my dad disowned me when I graduated cop school. Didn't talk to him for, uh, decades.
Might be where my whole 'go undercover, that's good eats for repression' thing came from.
Might be where my whole 'go undercover, that's good eats for repression' thing came from.
No idea who my dad is, or if he'd dead or alive.
My mom gave me up for my own safety when I was six. Didn't explain it at the time.
To people who really, really couldn't handle the meta thing when I started showing extra abilities.
Mom was murdered a year ago, three days after she got back in contact with me.
Had to protect the guy who did it for the good of New Gotham City two months later, and for the sake of my adopted sister's boyfriend, who's the murderer's son.
My adopted sisters are both smarter, prettier, tougher, older, and just generally cooler than me. I love them to bits. I worry I'll never live up to them.
... I'm pretty much okay with all this. Really.
My mom gave me up for my own safety when I was six. Didn't explain it at the time.
To people who really, really couldn't handle the meta thing when I started showing extra abilities.
Mom was murdered a year ago, three days after she got back in contact with me.
Had to protect the guy who did it for the good of New Gotham City two months later, and for the sake of my adopted sister's boyfriend, who's the murderer's son.
My adopted sisters are both smarter, prettier, tougher, older, and just generally cooler than me. I love them to bits. I worry I'll never live up to them.
... I'm pretty much okay with all this. Really.
Edited 2009-08-13 17:48 (UTC)
My father is a demon known as Trigon the Terrible. When he was born, he killed everyone around him, including his own mother. He destroyed an entire planet by the time he was six years old. When he reached thirty, he had already conquered or destroyed millions of worlds.
I am the result of his seduction of my human mother. I am his only surviving childuntil I get retconned with my six brothers. He wants me to follow in his footsteps and to use me as a gateway to destroy or rule Earth's dimension.
Oh, and my mother was forbidden to ever show love or affection to me. So you could say I have issues.
I am the result of his seduction of my human mother. I am his only surviving child
Oh, and my mother was forbidden to ever show love or affection to me. So you could say I have issues.
Was only one to survive when fire burn settlement to ground when I were small, so human mother gived me to wolves to raise before she die.
I like being wolf, though I have much sadness for these parents I never knowed.
I like being wolf, though I have much sadness for these parents I never knowed.
My father was Paul Muad'Dib, the Lisan al-Gaib, the Mahdi. 'The One Who Will Lead Us to Paradise', according to the Fremen. He wrested the throne of the Imperium from my stepmother's father, and his jihad has swept the Known Universe, bringing all under the heel of House Atreides.
Because of his cowardice in following the future set forth by his vision, my mother died as my brother and I were born, and he abandoned us that same night, walking into the desert to die. Leaving Leto and I with the burden of filling his Golden Path.
However my father could not even manage that properly, and came back to die in my brother's arms, causing Leto even more trauma.
In contrast, my mother and I have a very good relationship. She still lives as one of the tau awarenesses in my mind, and protects me from Possession by one of my less-benevolent ancestors.
Then there is the wife-of-my-father, Irulan, who I love dearly, and Alia, our former Regent, who I miss more than words can say. My family is... special. When it comes to our parental issues.
Because of his cowardice in following the future set forth by his vision, my mother died as my brother and I were born, and he abandoned us that same night, walking into the desert to die. Leaving Leto and I with the burden of filling his Golden Path.
However my father could not even manage that properly, and came back to die in my brother's arms, causing Leto even more trauma.
In contrast, my mother and I have a very good relationship. She still lives as one of the tau awarenesses in my mind, and protects me from Possession by one of my less-benevolent ancestors.
Then there is the wife-of-my-father, Irulan, who I love dearly, and Alia, our former Regent, who I miss more than words can say. My family is... special. When it comes to our parental issues.
I've never met my father, and have been told for years that this is because I'm not of a high enough rank to earn the privilege. There are rumors that he's gone all absentee on us, that he doesn't actually care about us and has some other family he likes better (wouldn't be the first time), or that he's dead. It's even possible that my father doesn't exist and never did.
Despite all this I'm still expected to follow -- and even anticipate -- his every whim with no better explanation than that he "works in mysterious ways". And then I get yelled at for turning around and giving other people that explanation.
What's up with that?
ETA Oh, yes, I don't even actually have a mother. My father didn't really decide to try the whole mother thing with his kids until a good two thousand years or so after I came around. Now there are shrines erected to her and prayers in her honor. Talk about your trophy wife.
Despite all this I'm still expected to follow -- and even anticipate -- his every whim with no better explanation than that he "works in mysterious ways". And then I get yelled at for turning around and giving other people that explanation.
What's up with that?
ETA Oh, yes, I don't even actually have a mother. My father didn't really decide to try the whole mother thing with his kids until a good two thousand years or so after I came around. Now there are shrines erected to her and prayers in her honor. Talk about your trophy wife.
Edited 2009-08-13 18:02 (UTC)
I'm sure Loki could get into this with you better than me.
No idea who my father is, but my mother's pretty cool.
...even if she's in more need of a chaperone than my teenage kid is.
...even if she's in more need of a chaperone than my teenage kid is.
My mom was jealous of me and my brother since our births, for the attention we drew away from her in the eyes of my father.
Both my parents were suspicious of my abilities, and didn't really get them. My daddy kind of did, near the end there.
And then they both died when I was seven.
Both my parents were suspicious of my abilities, and didn't really get them. My daddy kind of did, near the end there.
And then they both died when I was seven.
Edited 2009-08-13 18:01 (UTC)
You know, you're legally obligated to shout "MY PARENTS ARE DEAD."
It's a thing.
It's a thing.
I'm hopping on the MY PARENTS ARE DEAD! bandwagon.
I do escape being the direct cause of it, which is nice, but my legal guardian is my uncle who is also the man that had them assassinated so he could take power. I hate him, but there's still a bit of me that loves him still, which I hate.
In order to prevent me from taking power, he sent males to try to break me so I won't be able to access my powers. "Break," by the way, is a euphemism for rape. That's why I'm here. And kinda paranoid.
I'm also a bit sad because my parents never came to visit me after they died. But I refuse to believe they aren't demon-dead, because then I'll have to face losing them again.
I do escape being the direct cause of it, which is nice, but my legal guardian is my uncle who is also the man that had them assassinated so he could take power. I hate him, but there's still a bit of me that loves him still, which I hate.
In order to prevent me from taking power, he sent males to try to break me so I won't be able to access my powers. "Break," by the way, is a euphemism for rape. That's why I'm here. And kinda paranoid.
I'm also a bit sad because my parents never came to visit me after they died. But I refuse to believe they aren't demon-dead, because then I'll have to face losing them again.
My father wanted a boy so bad my name is Robin Charles, and he called me RJ (Robin Junior) and raised me as a boy until I was fourteen and went to live with my mom due to acting too much like a girl.
And then the whole Robin Sparkles thing happened.
And then the whole Robin Sparkles thing happened.
My father sold me to the highest bidder.
At least, that's how it feels. He married me off to the richest man he could find, and believes that I'm dead as of now.
And my mother is dead.
At least, that's how it feels. He married me off to the richest man he could find, and believes that I'm dead as of now.
And my mother is dead.
My dad kind of sucks. Every time he shows up, my mom gets her heart broken all over again, and I get my hopes up.
But it's okay, because I have an awesome stepfather, and the best mom a girl could ever ask for.
But it's okay, because I have an awesome stepfather, and the best mom a girl could ever ask for.
I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father, and for reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture I have remained, attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate.
So, yes, my father was murdered. And then I started seeing his ghost. It wasn't like a spooky haunting but it could be annoying at times. He saw me cry over Victoria.
My mother also died when I was six, leaving me to be raised my grandparents due to my father's time in the RCMP.
Despite that, I'm remarkably well adjusted.
So, yes, my father was murdered. And then I started seeing his ghost. It wasn't like a spooky haunting but it could be annoying at times. He saw me cry over Victoria.
My mother also died when I was six, leaving me to be raised my grandparents due to my father's time in the RCMP.
Despite that, I'm remarkably well adjusted.
My father is the head of DÅjima Industries. Basically, he's a yakuza boss of the legal business variety, and has ties to both SOLOMON and the STN:J. I don't know all of it, and I don't think I want to know all of it. He thinks I'm not good enough to take over the company, just because I am a girl.
My mother is a proper Japanese society wife, who really doesn't understand why I can't just get married like a Good Girl, because really, it will make everyone happier.
This has left me with severe identity issues, because I am very much not the daughter that either of them wants, and a deep craving for their approval even as I repeatedly flip them the finger in the hopes that then they'll pay some attention to me.
It's not that they're bad people... Okay, yes, my father is a Bad Man. He employs men like Reno, and I grew up with them for my babysitters. They just want me to do what will make them happy.
Really, it's not that surprising that I ended up seeking approval from a 'benevolent' authority figure like Father Juliano, and using my dissociative issues to become a spy and double-agent...
My mother is a proper Japanese society wife, who really doesn't understand why I can't just get married like a Good Girl, because really, it will make everyone happier.
This has left me with severe identity issues, because I am very much not the daughter that either of them wants, and a deep craving for their approval even as I repeatedly flip them the finger in the hopes that then they'll pay some attention to me.
It's not that they're bad people... Okay, yes, my father is a Bad Man. He employs men like Reno, and I grew up with them for my babysitters. They just want me to do what will make them happy.
Really, it's not that surprising that I ended up seeking approval from a 'benevolent' authority figure like Father Juliano, and using my dissociative issues to become a spy and double-agent...
I LOVE MY PARENTS!
Okay, so I kinda ran away from home to join the military when I was thirteen and I haven't called them or visited or written them since...
BUT I LOVE MY PARENTS!
Okay, so I kinda ran away from home to join the military when I was thirteen and I haven't called them or visited or written them since...
BUT I LOVE MY PARENTS!
Awwwwwwww! You should send them a gremlin doll.
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