Name
Riley
Gender
Demiboy
Personality
Well-Mannered, Polite, Obedient, Soft-Spoken, Introvert By Nurture
Orientation
Questioning Homoromantic
Background
He was raised in a cult that worshiped the sea and believed that only
drowning in the ocean would lead them to their eternal happiness.
He was the only one left after they all jumped into the water a few
years before the present, and he was left to continue the cult, but
he ended up finding Conley and they ended up living together (made
slightly awkward at first by what Riley thought was a crush... it wasn't,
he just wasn't use to being loved and got Confused). Now they live to-
gether and enjoy their shared lives, making sure everything stays neat,
organized, and perfect (even with the occasional issue since they have
trouble teaching their dog that's their size to not potty on the floor-)
Poem
The foam that rests upon the shore
The sea that seems to wave and roar
The darkest pits of the bed below
Reflect the highest sky and so
We sing a song of forgotten greed
And rest our heads, take the lead
Gallop off like a wild horse
And count each down, our precious fours
Our one true savior, right and true
Our two providers, creating you
Our three small toes, covered in sand
Our four happiest peaks, hand in hand
We walk along, the salty seas
Comes to nip and splash our knees
To sweep us up and save us true
I am me, and you are you.
Riley
Gender
Demiboy
Personality
Well-Mannered, Polite, Obedient, Soft-Spoken, Introvert By Nurture
Orientation
Questioning Homoromantic
Background
He was raised in a cult that worshiped the sea and believed that only
drowning in the ocean would lead them to their eternal happiness.
He was the only one left after they all jumped into the water a few
years before the present, and he was left to continue the cult, but
he ended up finding Conley and they ended up living together (made
slightly awkward at first by what Riley thought was a crush... it wasn't,
he just wasn't use to being loved and got Confused). Now they live to-
gether and enjoy their shared lives, making sure everything stays neat,
organized, and perfect (even with the occasional issue since they have
trouble teaching their dog that's their size to not potty on the floor-)
Poem
The foam that rests upon the shore
The sea that seems to wave and roar
The darkest pits of the bed below
Reflect the highest sky and so
We sing a song of forgotten greed
And rest our heads, take the lead
Gallop off like a wild horse
And count each down, our precious fours
Our one true savior, right and true
Our two providers, creating you
Our three small toes, covered in sand
Our four happiest peaks, hand in hand
We walk along, the salty seas
Comes to nip and splash our knees
To sweep us up and save us true
I am me, and you are you.
