SHADOWS, riley may

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r e m i n d s m e o f y o u. s o m a n y t h i n g s i s h o u l d n 't h a v e m i s s e d. t h e m o r e t h a t i p u s h,
and the more you resist. it's easy to say it's for the best when you want more while you leave me with less.[/color][/font]

Full Name:

[/color] Riley May Shadows
Nicknames: She typically won't answer to anything other than Riley. Maybe Ri, if you're really feeling lucky.
Age: seventeen
Birthdate: October 31st.
Sexuality: She doesn't really have any sexual preference, but she does lean more toward females. If she sees something she wants, she will have it. Period. She doesn't label herself with a sexual orientation.
Gender: Female
Problem: Sociopath
Grade: Senior
Clique(s): Royalty, Jocks
Classes:

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i know you're fine, but what do i do ?[/i][/color][/size][/font]
i k n o w y o u 'r e f i n e, b u t w h a t d o i d o? i 'm a w a k e, a n d t r y i n g, w h i l e y o u 'r e s l e e p i n g
like a babe beside him. i'm on the ledge while you're so god damn polite and composed.[/color][/font]

Height:

[/color] 5'10"
Weight: 140
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Dark Brown, almost black
Notable Features: A tattoo on the back of her upper forearm, ears pierced, and a few other piercings that aren't to be mentioned.
Play-By: Dani Shay
General Description: I look fabulous, of course. My hair is short, but that's just a preference. I don't really think that I look as perfect with longer hair and well, I never have the time to do anything with it. Daddy always said he liked me better with longer hair, but my Mother decided that I couldn't take care of it, so she chopped it all of. I could have killed her for thinking that she could do something like that without my permission.
I typically wear jeans and tshirts or anything else that is comfortable. I love to look my best and dress up, but I really can't stand dresses. The only dress that you will ever get me in to are the ones that Daddy sends me. And even then, they have to be perfectly tailored to fit me or it's just not gonna happen. I typically don't wear make up because I have flawless skin and well, eye make up makes my dark eyes pop. I've been told that my eyes are terrifying. That comes in handy from time to time, but I don't like to scare anyone off right at first.[/justify][/blockquote][/size]


and i know you see me, and you're making it ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
l o o k s o e a s y. w h a t c o m e s a n d g o e s, i 'd g o w i t h o u t. i k n o w y o u 'r e f i n e b u t w h a t a b o u t
fallout , fallout , fallout, through the fallout. fallout, fallout, through the fallout. well now there's him,[/color][/font]

Likes:

[/color] Getting her way. It's Riley's way or the high way. She is a spoiled little girl and everything goes her way in her world.
Being in control. If the situation isn't under her control, she will lose it. She keeps herself perfectly composed in public because she has a reputation to uphold, but the second she is alone, she is no longer responsible for her actions.
Drugs and alcohol. Lets face it, she's a teenage dirt bag. She likes the feeling of flying high and well, she loves sensations. She loves feeling good. She loves feeling powerful.
Danger. Adrenaline is a drug to her. She loves the high that comes along with being in danger and being dangerous.
Lying. She's a perfect liar. She has grown up deceiving everyone and keeping her secrets. She's had amazing practice. Lying is her gift.
Manipulation. Even when she doesn't realize she's manipulating someone, it happens. While sometimes it isn't intentional, she always gets what she wants.
Attitude. She loves them feisty. Unfortunately, she doesn't like too much attitude or it irritates her. She likes to be entertained by her Cat and Mouse games, but don't push her too far.
Money. She's rich. Of course she loves spoiling herself. Money makes her world go around.
Power. Riley is a very powerful person because of her money and her family's name, but she's also very powerful because of her abilities. She knows how to lie like a pro, manipulate the world to do what she wants, and when she hides something... it isn't found until she wants it to be.
Dislikes: Being trash talked. While she does like attitude because it keeps her amused, she doesn't like to hear her name being dragged through the mud. She has a fantastic reputation and anyone that tries to ruin it will be eliminated.
Waiting. Riley is not a patient person.
Being told what to do. She doesn't do well with authority. She is the only one that she listens to.
Being interrupted. She is always right. Don't think that your word is better than her's. Better yet, hang on her every word. It might keep you alive.
Authority. She likes to do whatever she wants, when she wants to do it.
Strengths: Manipulation. She will always have a charming air about her. If you don't fall for her lies or hang on her every word, chances are that you're close to your end.
Confidence. Riley knows that she is gorgeous and she knows that everyone sees her that way. She is brilliant and she proves it every day. She is strong and wealthy and smart. Who wouldn't want to be her?
Brains. Riley is smart and she knows it. She is so smart in fact, that it makes him that much more dangerous. She is smart enough to make your death look like an accident. She is smart enough to find ways to torture you until you wished that she would finish playing her Cat and Mouse game.
Talent. She is fantastic at everything she does. Music, art, education, sports, you name it. She does everything in her power to be the biggest and the best. She wants everyone's eyes on her when it is convenient for her and to slip into the shadows when the time feels right. She is flawless in her shallow mind. No one could ever compare to Riley Shadows.
Weaknesses: Riley likes to think that she has no weaknesses. In reality, her Daddy is definitely her biggest weakness. Everything and everyone else is disposable to him... except her Daddy. Perhaps it was because he is such a strong man, or maybe it's because he views her as such an innocent party. To her Daddy, Riley is a miracle child. She can do no wrong in his eyes. She would hide her secrets from her, no matter the cost. If he ever stopped loving her, her life would be over. Daddy is everything.
As I said before, Riley has an addictive personality. She is addicted to killing and so many other things. Sometimes she gets this itch that just won't go away until she finds a way to scratch it - whether it's sex or drugs or alcohol.
Sex. Lets face it - she is a horny teenager. Maybe she will eventually grow out of it. Maybe. We can only hope.
Fears: Having Daddy find out one of her secrets. Being poor. Without money, she has so much less power.
Disorders: Insomnia, Narcissistic personality disorder, addictive personality disorder.
General Description: Cruel. Riley is dangerous and rude and just down right disturbing. She doesn't care about the consequences of her actions or words. She will say whatever she feels like saying and if you have a problem with it, he couldn't be bothered enough to care.
Deadly. Whenever someone gets in this girl's way, people come up missing. She has no time for games, other than her own. She will do anything she has to do to reach her goals.
Addictive Personality. When she finds something she likes, she will instantly become addicted. Whether it's drugs or alcohol or sex... or killing. If she likes doing it one time, she will do it again and again until she gets tired of it. Then on to the next thing she goes.
Delusional. She tends to look too far into things. She thinks that someone has a motive behind everything and anything. The world revolves around him and he is invincible.
Dangerous. Riley tends to break her toys. Everything is disposable to her. She is very flighty and anything goes. Her tastes constantly change. She is controlling and manipulative and just plain evil. She loves being able to control everything in every situation. Everything is about her. She is selfish and always calculating. In reality, Riley is a brilliant sociopath.[/justify][/blockquote][/size]


and now there's me. the secrets you give ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
a n d t h e s e c r e t s y o u k e e p. a n d n e v e r t h e l e s s, i t 's n e v e r y o u l e t. t h e m o r e t h a t i g i v e
and the less that i get. don't tell me to fight, to fight for you. after this long, i shouldn't have to[/color][/font]

Mother:

[/color] Ellayna Shadows/Mother - AKA "The Bitch"
Father: Corbin Shadows/Father -AKA "Daddy"
Siblings: Liam Shadows/Deceased
Elle Shadows/Deceased
Benjamin Shadows/Deceased

Kaylee Shadows/Adopted Sister
Pets: Monster - Kitten
Other:
History: My childhood started out just as any other wealthy child's would. I was showered with gifts and given anything I pleased. I was an only child and I loved it. Daddy was always there to give me anything and everything I wanted. All I had to do was say the word and the world was given to me. Mother was always old fashioned, but she was easy to avoid.
At a young age, I knew that I had my work cut out for me. I had always taken joy in planting flowers with Daddy in the garden. When I was little, I used to make him pretty crowns and we would play any game that my little brain could come up with. One day he would be a handsome prince and I would be a beautiful princess while the next day, he was my gorgeous groom and I was his perfect bride. It wasn't until I came home one day to find that a patch of my favorite flowers had been crushed. Crushed by some disgusting little animal! I found out quickly that a rabbit had wandered into our garden and had flopped all over my flowers. My flowers! I had waited until I knew that Daddy was inside before I made my move. I was able to sneak up carefully behind that rabbit. It took me about ten minutes to catch that animal between my little shaking hands. He was a fat, disgusting little rabbit and I tried not to notice the way my stomach churned as I looked down at his trembling form. I'd taken him into a death grip and carried him into the woods where I knew that no one would ever suspect anything. "Filthy bitch." I had spat, lifting his little body up to reach my gaze. At the time I didn't know what the word 'bitch' meant, but I heard my mother say it a few times when she was angry with me. It sounded mean and ugly and it just seemed to sound right in my mouth. Without hesitation, I gripped the animal in a death grip and shook it hard, feeling goosebumps rise up on my arms. I think that moment might have been the first time I ever felt the thrill of knowing that the situation was mind. That bunny's life was in my hands. I was going to kill that bunny and there was nothing that he could do about it. I had grabbed a stick with one hand and it's little neck in the other, choking him hard enough to crush his wind pipe. I slashed his face over and over again. I drove that stick into it's face over and over again until I couldn't recognize it anymore. My little heart was thundering loudly in its rib cage. It was like being in a trance - I was fixated. It was fantastic.
I had always been an 'Angel' child in Daddy's eyes.... until I was seven years old. At the dinner table, Mommy and Father announced that Mommy was pregnant. Of course, I had no idea what that meant at the time. When I finally asked what that meant, my mother explained that it meant that she had a baby in her belly and that I would soon have a little brother or sister. The The idea that I would have to share my toys and my Daddy with other children made me see red. I had never felt so enraged in my life. My Daddy was mine and my toys were definitely all mine. I screamed for hours and exclaimed that the fetus was nothing but evil.
When my first little brother was born, I had had plenty of time to think of clever ways to end the nightmare that was named Liam. Liam. What a disgusting little name. Little Liam had to die. I would spend nights plotting the death of little Liam. I would stay up all night, just planning on ways to cut his throat. When Mommy finally directed me to the room full of new borns, I knew instantly that I hated him. He was so small and vulnerable and weak. I didn't like weakness. Daddy was so proud of that disgusting little shit, but I knew that there had to be something wrong with him. I spent hours in front of that little window, trying to decide when I would make my move. I was never a patient little boy. Fortunately, i let him live for a little while. I definitely couldn't do anything that i fantasized about while under the eye of my mother. I had waited until I got home one night. It was so much easier to take little Liam's life than that pathetic bunny I'd destroyed so long ago.
It was easy enough to keep my hand covered over little Liam's mouth and nose until he started making frantic noises into my hand. I was almost afraid that Mommy would catch me with all the noise he had been making, but soon enough, he went limp in my hands. I had shaken him a few times to be sure that he was really dead before turning him over onto his stomach, pushing his face hard enough into the bottom of his crib to make it look like an accident. Just like that, my life was perfection all over again. I could sleep peacefully knowint that I was the center of Daddy's attention again. When I had woken up the next morning to hear Mother's screams and sobs over the little crib that held Liam's broken body, I had to bite my tongue to keep from smiling. I bit my tongue so hard that I tasted blood, but that didn't stop my lips from twitching at the corners. Seeing my mother cry was not something that I enjoyed seeing, but it had to be done.
Daddy and Mother tried to have a few more children after that, but I always had a way of ending their little fun. Every time, I grew more and more creative about how I would finish my brothers or sisters. Sometimes I almost felt a little bad that I was breaking Daddy's heart, but the thrill never ceased to amaze me. It wasn't until I had done away with their third child and my Mother got sick that they realized that I was their Miracle Child.
They didn't try to have any more babies after that.
I was the most important child in their life. Sure, eventually they went through a period where they felt the need to bring another child into our home to fill the hole in their hearts that little Liam's death had caused, but she was a nothing. She was nothing compared to me. She was hardly a threat.... or so I thought, originally. I got sloppy. At first, she was easy to seclude. While I sprang to the top of popularity and attention, she was always below me. I thought she would always be in my shadow where she belonged. I slowly turned all of her friends against her and used every one of her flaws against her in my own little game until she was nothing. She still is nothing. I'm still Daddy's favorite, despite what happened.

Daddy found out my secret. Not about my siblings, of course. I was much too smart to get caught with that. Unfortunately, my little adopted sister was a bit smarter than I gave her credit for. I thought I'd broken her. I thought that when she walked into the bedroom and saw me on top of her boyfriend that it would be the last straw. I thought that she would break and do away with herself easily enough, but she fought back. She told my Daddy.
I had gotten sloppy. While I thought for sure that Daddy would see that she was just acting out, I guess I hadn't done a good enough job of putting my stories together. Mother knew that I hadn't been home that night. She knew too much. She sent me away.
I always knew that I had my work cut out for me, but I never thought that my own mother would be the one to hate me enough to ship me away. They didn't know anything. All they knew was that I was a fantastic liar and that, for my own protection, I had to leave.
So why am I here in this stinking school while she is at home in my cushy life?[/justify][/blockquote][/size]


i know you're fine, but what do i do? i know ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
y o u 'r e f i n e, b u t w h a t d o i d o? i 'm a w a k e a n d t r y i n g w h i l e y o u 'r e s l e e p i n g l i k e a
babe beside him.i'm on the ledge while you're so god damn polite and composed.[/color][/font]

Alias:

[/color] Devin
Age: 21
Time Zone: Eastern
Other Characters: Jackson Ridge, Benton West
Code Words: above this![/justify][/blockquote][/size]


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