Diomedes Adama D11 CB [done]

I talk to people plenty of times telling them what they want to hear while listening to what they have to say. Information is all I need, and if them giving me something I need, I use it to my favor, but other times I don't. I take it from them, and I turn it around making them public enemy number one. Lying with a straight face has become easy. All I have to do is sit down beside a person, talk to them with a nice gentle tone, and soon I'll make someone believe that it was their idea to finish the task when in reality it was mine. Manipulating a person without stealing their joy away has become a simple pleasure.

Growing up in eleven is rough. Not enough money. Barely making a living, but I do what I have to do to keep myself alive. Hiding behind bushes and taking things when I can. Working in the fields to bring in low income. Wearing the same clothes over and over because I sell what other I had because I needed a bite to eat. It's a life of nightmares, but I run wild and free doing what I can while trying to get some friends on my side. Use them to my advantage then toss them away like they never even mattered.

But it doesn't take much to change a mind. A reason to oblige by the wishes. If they get caught doing what I've told them to do, it's their problem not mine. I'm innocent of all things while keeping all blood free and clear of my hands. It doesn't involve yelling in harsh ways. All it takes is a little love, and my plans slowly come together just how I originally planned.