Misused, Mistakes[Silvio's plotter]

FRIENDS. Friends. Not Silvio's strong point, he has a few but finds it hard to communicate with them. Mostly out of the fact that he barely talks. The time he's the most social is when music or fish is involved. Have neither of those and he might just mutter a hi and walk away or ignore the person. It's all depending on how Silvio really feels. Since he's been teased for years about the way he acts, and how he talks about fish he tends to fake mute.

When Silvio does find something in common with people he can be known to ramble on sometimes. Which is really the opposite of his usual keep to himself personality. Most of his friends won't be the female gender because of his strong lack of trust towards them. Explains why he never thinks about having a girlfriend much less has one.Trying to be his friend is easier if the person trying is male, and not a complete asshole.

FOES. Foes? Nah he doesn't really have any of these. The few that to do appear are either jealous of him, or don't like Silvio. He doesn't really do anything to ask for it most of the time. While his not talking and ignoring people can seem rude enough to make people mad. It's not done on purpose. Social anxiety leads to this in most of those situations. His authority figures not teaching him how to talk to others doesn't really help.

Try to force him into a conversation or fight with him, he'll just stare or glare and walk past whoever tries to. Silvio doesn't waste his time fighting with people who are nothing more then bullies.

LOVERS. Silvio doesn't exactly have any of these either. Lack of trust towards the female race makes that hard, and well it's not like he can announce I'm gay wanna play with me? Last thing Silvio really needs. Someone should get under his skin in any way they can. Then maybe he'll find someone suited for him. He starts out anti social but is a sweet boy when he wants to be. plus the boy's a slave...his whole life is basically decided for him.

MISC. We're finally alone at last, I've waited for this day to come. There's just something about you that rubs me wrong. You're not worth my attention. I built this with my own two hands, if you could spare me the time. Stop using me as your next misconception.

I don't believe that every-thing you've known about me is gone forever, and I wont forget the days that we spent forever, it haunts me. It won't be long before you meet your end. You're nothing more than a passing frame. So keep those cameras rolling. You think I wouldn't remember? You thought that I would lose in myself. You can spare me the lies. You don't believe in me. Your life's a contradiction.