Tyler Langdon
Ghost
@Tyler_Langdon
Tyler Langdon is my full name. Max is my adopted last name. I’m the identical twin brother to Tate Langdon. Hell, I even wear the same thumb ring as Tate, since it was apparently given to me by mine and Tate’s father the day we were born. Only I wear the ring on my right thumb as I guess Tate wears his on his left thumb. When I was born with Tate (who’s 5 minutes older than myself) in 1977, Constance could not handle two twin infant sons at once, as well as she wanted to be in a movie, and so, she picked me to sell to the shady director of said movie she wanted a role in. Only he never gave her the part and Constance decided she still could not handle having two babies at once so she let them ( the director and his wife) fully adopt me.
I was raised in New York City and Los Angeles both. Life wasn't easy and I always knew that Constance gave me away. My adoptive parents never gave two shits about me either. Filled with rage and seeking revenge on a daily basis, I led a violent teenage life, such as grand theft auto, fights, drugs, jail visits, Burglary. And on the same day of Tate’s death in 1994 (unknown to me that Tate died the same day) I swallowed a bottle of pills (purposely) , dying in my home in New York. I was trapped there since my death until a few months ago when I found out that for some odd reason I could finally leave. I made my way to Murder House with revenge in mind against the mother who forgot me and the brother I despised. Only once I got there, I became trapped in Murder House. Why? How would I know?
I was raised in New York City and Los Angeles both. Life wasn't easy and I always knew that Constance gave me away. My adoptive parents never gave two shits about me either. Filled with rage and seeking revenge on a daily basis, I led a violent teenage life, such as grand theft auto, fights, drugs, jail visits, Burglary. And on the same day of Tate’s death in 1994 (unknown to me that Tate died the same day) I swallowed a bottle of pills (purposely) , dying in my home in New York. I was trapped there since my death until a few months ago when I found out that for some odd reason I could finally leave. I made my way to Murder House with revenge in mind against the mother who forgot me and the brother I despised. Only once I got there, I became trapped in Murder House. Why? How would I know?