|All that matters is the now, and I'm a golden baby, going to make sure every living and unliving soul knows when they think of New York, they think of me. I prefer to write my name in golden lights, but so help me I will write it in your blood if you get in my way.
Riley has been known to change their mask from time to time whenever a new muse crosses their path. Typically young adults in the burgeoning stage of their potential careers, actors and actresses or TV presenters, find their perfected makeup skin and ambitious eyes to match their passion. Though the face, skin, and sex of their masks may change, their perfect white teeth and smile to capture hearts always remain with the physique of a gymnast or professional swimmer, toned with clear definition but not overly bulky.
Like a piece of perfect marble shattered and put back together without a filling, Riley's Skin is covered in cracks, their texture the same as a smooth mosaic-type surface that continues over the ridges. Like his mask, a set of perfect white teeth and matching pure white hair, which he does in various styles, his more common is a soft serve ice cream.
Riley's mantle is like a raging fire blocked behind a door. You can feel the muffled heat and the seeping of smoke. They do their best to keep it contained with a polite smile and a handshake, but if pushed enough, the door will open, and all you will leave with is the raging inferno behind it.
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