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Ryley Stanger

Roleplay: "Clone Warehouse"

Player: Schizophrenic

Public,   Enabled,   Approved,   Owned



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Synopsis
The world constantly moves as she stands completely still.


Description
THE WASTE

"If I was a fly, and I had a day left 'till I die... I would lay down 'till tomorrow."



AGE // 21
HEIGHT // 5'9''
EYE COLOR // Sky Blue
HAIR COLOR // Black
PIERCINGS // 1" Gauges
TATTOOS // Hate Tree on Neck



Personality
From the outside, she falls somewhere between timid and aggressive, constantly teetering between the two. How she acts towards you depends on a few things such as; how close your relationship is, how attractive you are and your personality.

Social interactions are a hassle, and therefore hard for her... so they are more or less avoided in general. The fear of rejection keeps her eyes on her feet.

Ry is a lot of talk, but little to no action. Her dreams are wild, and could even be called ambitious but she would never act on them - at least not seriously. Throwing around a lot of phrases like "... sometime in the future..." and "... eventually I will..." she gets by with the illusion of progress whilst happily sitting amongst her stagnant present.

In her eyes, progress is impossible and almost entirely futile.

This is the kind of girl who only takes. She takes all that you can give, all the world can give while giving absolutely nothing in return. She is nothing more than a waste of air, a waste of space... simply... a waste.


Equipment / Abilities



History
From the moment she was born, Ry was always incredibly close to her mother. It wasn't that she didn't love her father, but they only spent time together for four short days every month. The first eight years of her life were incredibly easy, she was pampered to an incredible extent and due to her mother constantly putting hours in at work - Ry and her older brother got everything they desired.

Until their single mother had a nervous breakdown, leaving their more than comfortable lifestyle behind and moving in with their grandmother. Things weren't too uncomfortable, but money was tight and her mother never went back to work. Ry watched as her mother found a way to take money from the government through disability, realizing that maybe it was possible to never have to work and still live a decent life. But to the budding tween, it wasn't yet obvious that the money the government gave was only a small fraction of what her mother was living off of. The rest was given to her mother by her grandmother, father or one of her mothers many boyfriends that constantly came and went.

As Ryley got older, Ryley was lucky or unlucky enough to be gifted with an array of mental and physical health issues that made it all the more easy for her to be coddled and underestimated. Her mother, along with all the others close to her rarely pushed her beyond her willing limits. She was unstable enough as it was, or so they thought.

Pills sent her into a desensitized state, a state she would learn to grow fond of.

Only occasionally would she battle with the thoughts of ending it all, but even then - doing such an act was more of a commitment than someone like her could make.

During school, she never joined a sports team or any school related club, or did anything above average or anything outside of the standard curriculum. But as she began to get older, she realized a new way to stay comfortable in life while still giving little to no effort. Ry began forming close relationships with others, perhaps it was love, perhaps it was nothing, but with those relationships came the things she needed - the comfort she needed.

Ryley sits, amongst her many things, inside her decent sized home, working a job that was obtained for her, talking about the things she will one day do, the things she will one day see, knowing very well - that one day will never come.

But as of late things have been going progressively downhill, her abuse of medication getting worse and worse - and a new found desire to take them with alcohol is a recipe for disaster.




Extra
PLAYLIST //
  1. OUR LADY PEACE - The Consequence of Laughing
  2. SAY ANYTHING - Into The Night
  3. THE USED - Poetic Tragedy
  4. TEGAN & SARA - Someday
  5. MANCHESTER ORCHESTRA - Sleeper 1972
  6. HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD - Bullet
  7. EMERY - From Crib To Coffin
  8. CAGE THE ELEPHANT - Shake Me Down
  9. THE DEAD WEATHER - I'm Mad
  10. BLUE OCTOBER - Into The Ocean