Harbingers of Revolution DT

Rye Foreman

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Power: Pheromones

Physical Description:

Dark brown hair and green eyes, he's tall for his age with a comanding presence. His face is semi-triangular, and he's easily tanned. His face is often with the expression in the picture above, serious yet non-threatening.

Nuances:

He isn't going to talk to you if he doesn't have to. He'll never speak a word so it'll seem as if either he can't talk or is giving you the ultimate silence treatment, even if he needs you as an ally. He chooses his words carefully, but sometimes, when he does speak, what he says is the utmost frankest thing, and it's rude. He also often appears to not be listening. Often times he isn't listening but trying to think his way through everything. That said, if he sees you as an ally, he will be insanely loyal to you.

Personal Background:

Both of his parents were doctors, his mother was a medical physician and his father was a mental physician. They both taught him to think carefully for himself and to realize that every action had a reaction, one that could send ripple effects to everyone else in society. As he grew up, he learned that often times not saying anything was better than speaking, so he slowly got more careful about what he said until he didn't end up saying much to anyone, except for his parents. They told him they were proud of him.

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Other: He was an only child, and it does make him want a companion secretly. (Close friend/girlfriend.) He most likely won't try to get attached to anyone though. He's kind of like a little kid inside of his shell.

Situations:

It’s dark in Atlanta during the war, and a dog scares you by jumping in your way. How would you react? Would you let that dog live? Would you feed it or leave it be?

I would run the hell away from the dog. I don't know what kind of dog it could be. There are a hundred reasons why I could have seen that dog, helping it would be my last thought after the most important ones are cleared such as: Survival and Safety.

Your friend is stuck underneath a large piece of metal, and you face a decision, either go out of your schedule to spend hours trying to help this person, or end their suffering. What would you do?

I would try to help my friend, it's most likely that it'll help me survive in the future. If I leave the friend to die and got in some sort of a fix in the future, I could die. But if my friend was there he or she could help me out. If I left them to die, that's one less chance of my own survival. If I can't help the friend though that's a whole other story. But anyways, me having a friend is rare enough.

There’s a small child that has been injured by your power. Do you try to help this child recover and take care of them or do you end their life, saving them from permanent scarring, both physically and emotionally?

It is not in my power to end someone's life like that. I believe a person has to deserve to die. They can't just die because they're scarred or wounded. I'd probably help the kid out, and earn their trust. It's always good to have kids trust. Afterall, the kid could become strong and brave through the experience, and understand that it is a war, and that everyone has become soldiers. Even those of us who fight for good.

And finally, the world has turned its back on you. It hates you. You’ll never belong anywhere. People call you a coward and a witch, and if they could, you would be dead or thrown in the deepest, darkest place they could find. But, there is hope in where there seems to be none. his could all be amended, yes it would be a long and grudging process, but it all starts with one decision: Are you willing to forgive humanity’s ignorance in a desperate time of your life, or will you turn your back to the fools who turned their backs to you when you needed it the most?

If the world hates me then there has to be a reason. Hate is never without reason. If there is a reason there has to be a way to dive deep into this reasoning and destroy the falsehood in the reasoning. It is very possible that forgiving humanity would be a mistake, but a worse mistake would be harboring hatred while fighting a war I would most likely never win. And if I did win, who's to say I'd know how to control myself, my life. Who's to say anyone would. We need society, and we need it to make sense. Turning my back on the fools would only make me a fool as well. I'd rather turn them around and prove to them what a big mistake they made. And then hope everything settles down.

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