"The tynooza finite" (Epilogue)

My dearest imaginary readers: 

I have to tell you some terrible news, and come clean about something.
Tyler Nooza, our dear character from the "Tynooza Finite" story, well he is an actual person, yes, he is real. He had been sending me his story and with what he told me, I wrote what you have found in this place, blog, world, whatever...
 His real name is not Tyler Nooza, I cant tell you how he is actually named because that would be breaking our (his and mine) confidential agreement. I have to protect my supernatural friends.
So with that said, here comes the horrific news.
Tyler Nooza, the boy that could not die, is dead.
I am in complete shock (as Im sure many of you will be) but I am guessing that his evil sister Amanda finally found a way to dispose of him forever. I do not know how her dark, sinister, vile mind works, but she found a way around the survival power of her brother and she destroyed him. I don't know the specifics, but I do know, for a fact, that he is dead. Finite.
So, you will not be reading more about this amazing boy, I am so sorry, I never thought this could happen. But I hope all of you will remember him, full of life, blushed cheeks, running on a field of daisies and laughing happily along Lancelot (I think this is the appropriate time to  tell you that Lancelot is also dead).
I know thats how I will remember him.

Rest in peace my dear friend. 

C.LS.A


Ps: Amanda, you bitch, I will find you, and I will avenge the dead of Tyler (and Lancelot), I will destroy you, I will have my revenge, be afraid, be very afraid. MooooooooooOOOOOOOAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 

The “Tynooza finite” (Chapter four)

The “Tynooza finite”

By: Carla Sierra Arzuffi

(To read other chapters of this story, just scroll down)

Chapter four: He’s alive! He’s alive!

You all must be wondering about the subject: Tyler Nooza is the human that can’t die. This is how it works; Tyler Nozza cannot be killed, not on accident, not by fire, bullets, water, or disease. Not of broken body parts, dysfunctional organs, and must important off all: old age. Whatever sort of death you can come up with, well Tyler can’t die by that.

Tyler reached his 27 birthday and stop aging, why?, how?, we don’t know, it just happened. Let me clarify that this is not a vampire story, Tyler can go out in the sunlight and he does not, by any circumstance drinks human blood.

Lets say Tyler was in a car crash, a very dramatic one, would he regenerate his wounds? No. He simply wouldn’t have any wounds, not a scratch.

One normal evening Tyler was smoking a secret cigarette on his roof (that’s something he only did when he was really stressed). When he finished his treat he got up to quickly and lost his balance. Tyler fell out of the roof.

While he was falling the only thought that crossed his mind was: “She won”. But 10 seconds later he was on the floor, scratching his head, alive. No bones were broken, and not a single drop of blood could be found. He started to laugh hysterically and then proceeded to scream like a crazy person “I´M ALIVE I´M ALIVE!”. That’s how Tyler Nooza definitely knew he was a peculiar person.

For the next couple of weeks he performed all sorts of experiments and stunts to see if he could get hurt. He never did. He was just as confused as you all must be, he didn’t know why this had happened to him, how he became this way.

Tyler savored the victory. Amanda could never kill him. But you see, Amanda would eventually find out that his brother could not be killed, and her plans would change. If she could not destroy her brother, she then would try to destroy everyone around him, every single person that meant something to Tyler would suffer the consequences; they would feel the fury of Amanda.

Every hero story must have a villain, every hero must have a weakness, and every villain eventually learns the weakness of his enemy. 

To be continued......

C.L.S.A

The “Tynooza finite” (Chapter three)

The “Tynooza finite”

By: Carla Sierra Arzuffi

Chapter three: The Ally

You can’t tell or read Tyler’s life on a usual straight-chronicle-story-telling, because Tyler was not what you could call a “usual” person, he was very unusual, and so is his story. 

Amanda was an expert in getting away with things. She knew the ultimate secret of how keeping parents at a short lease. She gave them what they wanted and what they expected, parents don’t make questions if they don’t see the need to ask them. To them, their kids got along just fine, they were good kids that got good grades, did their chores and respected them. That’s all they needed, and that’s all that Amanda and Tyler have them.

The truth was, Tyler was afraid of getting his parents involved, he didn’t knew the extent of Amanda’s craziness, who knew what she could do to his parents if they knew the truth. This was a battle he had to face alone.

Amanda’s room (wicked lair) was a mystery. Tyler never was able to get inside, not even catch a glimpse. He wanted to know what happened inside so maybe he could know her next move. All he knew is that dark things happened there.

When he was 18, about to go to community collage in his hometown, like Amanda did, Tyler decided to get an ally.

He went to the rescue pound, while inside, it only took him a fraction of a second and a glimpse of a 4 months old husky puppy to know that it was meant to be his. He took him right then and there and named him Lancelot.  

The pound was a horrible place for a dog, so Lancelot was very appreciative of his new home and of his rescuer. Even as a pup Lancelot followed Tyler everywhere. Amanda did not like dogs, when she was little a big black dog had bitted her on the knee (she still had an ugly scar) so she stayed away from Tyler when Lancelot was around, which was most of the time.

When Tyler was at school, Lancelot was left alone, and he often worried that Amanda would do something terrible to his canine friend, but Lancelot was not a stupid dog, he could smell the fear and evilness in Amanda. She never got away in trying to get rid of the dog, she tried almost everything: poisoning his food, running over him with the car, throwing him out the window, she even once managed to get leeches all over poor Lancelot. But the dog was a survivor, and like Tyler Nooza, he was very stubborn in not letting Amanda kill him. Lancelot did die one day, but not at the hands of Amanda and her evil plans.

When Tyler was 23 he was finally able to move of house, to a crappy apartment in the same hometown, he wished that someday he could move to another town, city, state, or continent, but he did not have the money or means to that for a while. He one day, would eventually move far far away from Amanda,  but he would realize that you cant really run away from someone who wants to kill you, you cant run away from your past, or your future. 

To be continued......

Ropopooppppooommmmpommmmm.

C.L.S.A 

The “Tynooza finite” (Chapter two)

The “Tynooza finite”

By: Carla Sierra Arzuffi

Chapter two: The lost cables.

Tyler was comfortably reading a book in bed. He loved reading. Books created a comfort for the unhappy parts in his life, with books he could travel to wonderful places, fight terrible enemies, save the most beautiful girls, and feel pain and happiness without actually feeling them. Books were always there for him (As Lancelot, his dog, would be later in life, but we will get to that).

Tyler spent a lot of his income purchasing rare books on the Internet. That week, he was a expecting a package carrying a precious new friend. I mean: book. So when the doorbell rang he pranced excitedly to the door, and indeed, a package had arrived for him. He carried the brown box into his room and placed it in his bed.

Tyler had to pee, like really pee, and thank god he did. He went into the bathroom to dispose the water he had earlier eagerly drank. While he was in there, a huge BOOM! went out. It took him by surprise; he even spilled himself a little, or a lot.

He was scared, but when he finally came out of the bathroom and entered his bedroom he saw what he suspected. The package had blown up. It was no friend, no book, but a bomb. Yes, a bomb! His bed was a mess, almost completely destroyed. If he had been standing even one feet away of that bomb, he surely would be dead by now.

He was in a rage, “That fucking psycho sister of mine, she almost killed me” was all he could think over and over again.

Yes, Tyler Nooza became this close---------- to dying. But he finally found that last--------- inside of him that made him now completely hate Amanda.

When you completely hate someone, things change, actual hate brings out feelings and thoughts you never thought you could have. Yes, Tyler was now on fire, he was almost mad with rage, but, Tyler was a good person, even though he hated his sister, he could not be as evil as she was, he could not strike back and try to kill her, but he could do something that would make her hate him even more. He could always survive.

He then knew he had to do everything in his power to never die, never. And then, as simple as that, something inside of him snapped, changed, like some lost cables finally found each other, and Tyler Nozza finally became that peculiar person he always felt he was. He would not truly find out the truth until later, but right then and there, he became the peculiar human that could never die. 

  To be continued......


I feel obligated to say that no one should try to steal (take another person´s property without permission) or try to reproduce (create something similar)  any of the content in this story or blog. Tyler Nooza is mine. Thank you for your kindness and attention my dearest imaginary readers. 
Doobeedoobeedoo. 

C.LS.A

The “Tynooza finite” (Chapter one)

The “Tynooza finite”

By: Carla Sierra Arzuffi

Chapter one: Don’t let yourself get killed

Tyler Nooza was a very peculiar person. Or at least he thought he was. He had black hair and big hazel eyes, he had a very long nose, and a small mouth, but still he didn’t think himself and ugly person. He was just a few inches taller than his sister, who was older and meaner than anyone you can ever know. 

When they were little, his sister use to hide his monster collection trucks in all the creepy places in the house Tyler was scared of. He then had to go on a very dangerous hunt to retrieve his treasures. Once, while he was on the attic searching for his favorite crimson and red truck, a huge bat tried to eat him. And all because of his sister. When he was little, he had the suspicion that Amanda, his sister, trained that awful black bloodsucking animal to try to kill him. And now, 12 years later, he was sure of that.

You see, Amanda was always jealous of Tyler. Tyler always got attention from the people Amanda wanted to get attention from. When they were mere toddlers, that meant  their parents gave too much of their precious attention to Tyler. But as they grew older the tradition continued, and every time Amanda liked someone, that person would immediately like her brother better when they knew him. 

You cant blame Tyler, he was always a peculiar person, and people where immediately drawn to him. It was not because of the things Tyler did, or the way he looked, it was something else. But Tyler Nooza wasn’t sure what it was.

Amanda grew bitter year after year. When she was 11, she started the secret mission she decided to call “Tynooza finite”, she meant to make Tyler suffer in every possible way. When he was 14 Tyler learned that the ultimate goal of the wicked Amanda’s “Tynooza finite” plan was to kill him.  So he formulated a plan of himself, and it was not ironically called “The anti-Tynooza finite”.

Here I enclose the very important rules of “The anti-Tynooza finite” (Page one):

1.     Stay alive.

2.     Stay away from Amanda.

3.     Think ahead.

4.     Don’t let yourself get killed.

You would think this was only a harmless game between brother and sister. But you are wrong. This was a very dangerous game to play. Tyler knew he couldn’t tell anyone, even though he was always favorite, he wasn’t truly heard. And who would believe him anyway; Amanda was very good at keeping appearances. With a simple “No, I didn’t” she could crush all of Tyler’s plans to get someone to notice the evil miscreant his sister was. 

At 15, on a creepy October night, Tyler got this close----------to dying. 

To be continued.......

Indeed, a very, very dangerous game to play. Stay tuned. 

C.L.S.A