Why try to fit in, when you were born to stand out?
nAmE:. Raimondo Mylon VanAtta~
gEnDeR:. "Male.."
aGe:. Seventeen years of age..
I am a new comer, if that is alright..
cUrReNt EmOtIoNs:. I've held some fairly interesting conversations with Ali. She always keeps me company when no one is there for me..
tHe NoRmAl hUmAn InForMaTioN~Raimondo Mylon VanAtta. A seventeen year old boy, five foot seven, approximately one hundred and five pounds. Rei has a Rottweiler, named Zeus, and a black mare named Destiny. Destiny isn't much of a pet, but a therapist for him. Teaching him trust and connection with living things. The average teenage boy. Or what it seems. Rai has been created to fit this new and incoming world. He was born special. Rai was born with a mental illness. Schizophrenia. Once Rai gets his thoughts on something, he snaps into a mental break down, he sees things that aren't really there, and talks to people who don't exist, for instance, his best friend, Ali. Ali is a tall blonde girl that Rai swears up and down he grew up with all his life. Like a sister. A sister he never had. When Rai felt alone, in doubt, or goes through any mental breakdowns, Ali is there for 
Have you ever put yourself in someone elses shoes. Someone who views this world as a nightmare, but a nightmare that turns into reality...
wHaT mAkEs Rai eVeN mOrE sPeCiAl...
Rai isn't only diagnosed with schizophrenia, but he was created even more different. Although he seemes to be the one cooped up alone in a bedroom, perhaps reading a book or two, he can run. And run he will. Rai never found himself getting into much trouble, for if he ever sensed any around, he would disappear, run off into the night, leave no trace of his presence. Rai was afriad of hurting other's feelings, for he knew that he wasn't able to feel much often, and felt that it was nessisary keeping other's feelings well preserved. As if they were a daintly, petite flower, holding onto it's life as it slowly died as it was forced from the ground, disconnecting the little thing from it's root. From it's heart. He felt that he wasn't to be apart of anything, or anyone else's business, considering people never thought to have included him in conversations. Considering he never included himself in others lives, for it is something that he never even considered once. 
wHaT iS tHiS lOvE yOu SpEaK oF~
Rai was never the one to fall in love. Actually, he is quite confused upon the word love. Does it mean that you will last forever with that person that may mean the complete world to you, to grasp their hand and cry when they let go. The one you would absolutely die for, or is it another world for lie. One can only mess everything up by little words and little actions, for love is a huge risk to take, for it can forever mess your mind, and Rai has enough to deal with already. He would rather sit back and spend his endless days and nights with Ali, talking about the latest clothes, converse, and music out to date than spend an evening in a cafe sipping on the newest latte` with another human being, unless it was with Ali, that is. And no, Rai is not in love with Ali, nor will he ever be. Ali is another part of him, someone who he can tell everything to, never be judged, made fun of, or be questioned by, that is if he doesn't want to be. Sure, Rai can makes friends, and get along fine, but when he needs to be alone, to gets things set strait, to pick up the pieces of his broken puzzle, then he will leave without a word. Want his heart? Good luck. Rei can be a very down to earth guy, but it will take a light year to have him spit his true self up. Getting to know him will be a challenge, although if you have the patience and time, it's defiantly worth it.
tHe hIsTorY wOrtH sHaRiNg--
Have you ever wondered what the life of a schizophrenic would be like? Take your thoughts and multiply it by two. Many people believe it is only hallucinations, delusions, or thought disorders. Some cases, it is only that. But to a bad note, Rei has it worse. His self esteem is at an all time low, he lacks emotional expression at times, his motivation isn't any better than a snail's; Rei lacks pleasure in everyday life, and lacks feeling at times. With these negative effect of his disorder, his childhood was bland. Rei wasn't the kid that tosses a baseball with his dad, goes to birthday parties, or the one that is always active outside. Not on a bike, roller-skates, skateboard, or on a walk. If you were to be looking for Rei, you would most likely find him relaxing on his bed, talking to Ali, drawing whatever his mind told him, or designing clothes. His three favorite things in the whole world. His life hasn't changed much from now. He has a mom, he has a dad. They treat him like gold. They try to understand his difficulties, and troubles, but they aren't anywhere near close to him compared to Ali, for Ali is apart of him. The sister he always dreamed of. His best friend.oThEr...Rai isn't used to large open crowds, nor does he take much liking to them. If Rai were to posses any liking, depending on how his actions are taking place, what thoughts are being thrown about his troubled head, as well as the dislikes, in which many people share, he has pocketfuls. Rai isn't the type to take a liking to average things many people want, desire, seek, or posses. Rai isn't the kind to love large groups of people, parties, or loud surrounding noises. You may be thinking, why he is here? This is no place for him, perhaps he belongs somewhere else. You may be right, but keep this in mind. Rai shouldn't be classified as different. Sure, he has an illness, in which he has no control over, sure he may have social issues. But that builds his personal character. His personality. It adds twists and turns to everyday life. He is unique, he is unique in the blandest of ways.
Rai, the quite one. The one who is always glancing at his feet, perhaps mimicking to thin air, but in his eyes, it's the people around who in which are not visible to others. Rai. The one who peculiarly enjoys the youth of the dandelions. The first stage, and how they seem to scatter, dancing with the wind at an even, calm breeze. The one who enjoys strawberry snow cones in the wintertime, and a mocha latte' in the summer. The one who prefers a grey wall then a green. A black shirt than a red. White skinny jeans than blue jeans. The one they call unique. Rai finds himself veering away from big crowds, cowering in an abandoned ally, house, or somewhere to keep himself actually to himself. He finds it hard to be himself with the voices surrounding him that no one else claims to hear, calling him "crazy," "off his rocker," or flat out "insane." Scarring the wits out of children, sending them home with nightmares of thoughts. The one some look at, and perhaps look in the other direction, claiming they have not seen him, and don't know his whereabouts. He is Raimondo.
He truly is-- one of a kind...
hðþêlꧧ...
I was always told I was different. That I was "special," but Ali, please tell me,
for I don't understand.
What is the definition of normal?
I'll be looking forward to this role-play!}}
