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Okay. I'll change the pictures. To this --
Name: Riley Cavolti
Nicknames: Axe, Dog (cause of the collar), Mute
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Weapon
Love Interest: N/A
Height: 5'10"
Likes: Listening to music, good food, books, swimming, fireplaces, candles, the feeling of rain on his skin and finally, smooth, small chocolate candies.
Dislikes: Loud sudden noises (a gun going off, a book slamming on a table, yelling Surprise or Boo when you sneak up on him, which doesn't happen often). The sound of chalk on chalkboard, high pitched ringing sounds or silence when he's trying to sleep.
Personality: He is a quiet, observant type of guy. Becomes flustered or upset depending on the type of teasing (mean spirited teasing results in anger.) However, his emotions are different from people's. Riley doesn't really feel anything. He copies or mimics the emotions of others and pretends to feel something when he is merely indifferent to everything. This isn't his fault.
History: Weapons are "people." He didn't feel like a person when he turned into a fucking battle axe. He was a WEAPON...and the people who took him, his "masters" thought just that. They didn't look at Riley as though he was human. They abused him, forcing him to change continuously, brutally beating him with clubs if he stopped to rest. He was a weapon. Not a person. Weapons don't feel because they are inanimate. Don't cry. You're a weapon. Not a human. Riley begged for death, sometimes would change a part of his body, either his hand or his leg and slice at his legs or his foot (if it was his leg that was a part of the axe). Weapons don't feel anything. They can't feel anything, not love, not fear, and ESPECIALLY not pain. Riley was beaten till he was so bruised and swollen that he no longer felt the pain, couldn't feel his ribs breaking, his fingers breaking. Weapons don't feel. His "masters" got their wish, he couldn't feel anything, so Riley figured, that if he couldn't feel anything, they shouldn't either. He killed them with no hesitation, no remorse...just...nothing. He felt nothing.
It took years for Riley to be able to make a small smile, they only reason was because of his adopted sister. Opal. Opal made something twist in his gut every time she looked at him with disappointment or made his chest tighten when she cried. He became, more or less, human in a sense because of her. He's 2 years older than Opal and when he turned 18 she suggested that he go to school made for people like him. She didn't mean it in a bad way, she just meant unique and special. She just knew her brother would help someone, he would be a hero for everyone, even though she giggled and he smiled, Riley was her hero first. He arrived here with little understanding of what it truly meant to be a "weapon". What he had learned was wrong, weapons had weapon masters who could wield them but treated them as though they were human.
Okay. I'll change the pictures. To this --
Name: Riley Cavolti
Nicknames: Axe, Dog (cause of the collar), Mute
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Weapon
Love Interest: N/A
Height: 5'10"
Likes: Listening to music, good food, books, swimming, fireplaces, candles, the feeling of rain on his skin and finally, smooth, small chocolate candies.
Dislikes: Loud sudden noises (a gun going off, a book slamming on a table, yelling Surprise or Boo when you sneak up on him, which doesn't happen often). The sound of chalk on chalkboard, high pitched ringing sounds or silence when he's trying to sleep.
Personality: He is a quiet, observant type of guy. Becomes flustered or upset depending on the type of teasing (mean spirited teasing results in anger.) However, his emotions are different from people's. Riley doesn't really feel anything. He copies or mimics the emotions of others and pretends to feel something when he is merely indifferent to everything. This isn't his fault.
History: Weapons are "people." He didn't feel like a person when he turned into a fucking battle axe. He was a WEAPON...and the people who took him, his "masters" thought just that. They didn't look at Riley as though he was human. They abused him, forcing him to change continuously, brutally beating him with clubs if he stopped to rest. He was a weapon. Not a person. Weapons don't feel because they are inanimate. Don't cry. You're a weapon. Not a human. Riley begged for death, sometimes would change a part of his body, either his hand or his leg and slice at his legs or his foot (if it was his leg that was a part of the axe). Weapons don't feel anything. They can't feel anything, not love, not fear, and ESPECIALLY not pain. Riley was beaten till he was so bruised and swollen that he no longer felt the pain, couldn't feel his ribs breaking, his fingers breaking. Weapons don't feel. His "masters" got their wish, he couldn't feel anything, so Riley figured, that if he couldn't feel anything, they shouldn't either. He killed them with no hesitation, no remorse...just...nothing. He felt nothing.
It took years for Riley to be able to make a small smile, they only reason was because of his adopted sister. Opal. Opal made something twist in his gut every time she looked at him with disappointment or made his chest tighten when she cried. He became, more or less, human in a sense because of her. He's 2 years older than Opal and when he turned 18 she suggested that he go to school made for people like him. She didn't mean it in a bad way, she just meant unique and special. She just knew her brother would help someone, he would be a hero for everyone, even though she giggled and he smiled, Riley was her hero first. He arrived here with little understanding of what it truly meant to be a "weapon". What he had learned was wrong, weapons had weapon masters who could wield them but treated them as though they were human.
