B25 - Crowe, Cillian[/DECEASED]

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Name: Crowe, Cillian (pronounced Kill-yan)

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Grade: Would be in 10th

Extra Curricular Activity: N/A

School: Arkham Asylum

Appearance: The first thing that many people notice about Cillian are his eyes. An ice-light blue, combined with a piercing gaze that can either strike one as engaging...or deadly. Yet, as one gets an even better look, it seems every feature of his face gives purpose. His defined cheek-bones, arched eyebrows, even his thin lips almost always pulled into a demonic smile provide a look of ferocity. His body is of medium height, and almost no muscle definition, but he over-compensates with being flexible. His dark brown hair looks matted and greasy, often hanging off like side bangs to keep out of his eyes. Clothing-wise, Cillian hasn't had much luck as he is usually adorned in a beige straight-jacket with navy blue drawstring pants and no shoes.

Biography: Cillian was born a ward of the state. His mother being a crack-addict caused her to give birth to him pre-maturely, and while he was on the brink of death she left the hospital to find a fix. However, he lived on and eventually was placed into a foster home. Fast-forward to a Cillian of age 5, where his foster parents began to suspect... maybe he wasn't the little angel they were hoping for.
He loved to draw, with his little crayola crayons, scenes of massacre and of a little black creature. He called the creature "Haddy", and whenever he finished the pictures, each becoming more gruesome, he would pin it on the refrigerator. The foster mother would take them off and throw them out immediately, but just as she did that a new one was in its place. In kindergarten, however, he was never suspected of anything. His teachers thought him forward thinking, and often pushed the foster parents to have him skip a grade.
By the age of ten Cillian's tendencies began to leak into his social endeavours. At a school play, he grasped a hold of the fake theatre blood and covered the scene backdrops with large, scratchy letters saying "I will KILL you." He was caught, and immediately expelled from the school. In fear for their lives and others as well, the foster parents pretended to take him on a trip. As they stopped about 10 miles from their town for little Cillian to go to the bathroom, they left him there and began to head back to their home. They could see the ice blue eyes as their car tore out of the driveway.
A few months later, in the dead of night, both of the parents were sleeping in their room. Neither of them heard as the kitchen window was lifted, and none of them awoke to the sound of a dark figure crouching to the floor. It was only when the knife was raised, and the ice blue eyes stared down, that they realized their past had come back. Their screams alerted the neighbors, and the police arrived. They were too late. The scene was described as horrific, things that would make mass murderers piss their pants in fear. And in the midst of it all sat an 11 year old boy. The evidence overwhelming, authorities still couldn't believe that a boy this young could have done someting so completely disgusting. While being questioned, the only thing Cillian said was, "Today is my birthday... could you sing to me?"
Cillian's sentence was immediate: life in Arkham Asylum, for corrections. These "corrections" were nothing more than shrink after shrink trying to unlock his mind, to decipher his insanity. It couldn't be a simple answer like, "He was just insane." Eventually Cillian became worse, his friend "Haddy" beginning to make more and more appearances. They eventually had to give up fixing him and instead locked him in isolation. Five years later of being all alone began to take a toll on Cillian, he began to beg to be let out, to tell them he was a good boy. It became to the point where the only thing he would utter as he rocked back and forth was, "I'm a good boy...I'm a good boy...good boy."

Other: The only other thing worth mentioning is his nails. They grew thick and long, and whenever they tried to cut them, Cillian would jerk his hand so that the nails ended in sharp points. When the officials tried to fix it, he would thrash about and kick furiously, growling. They gave up, thinking he couldn't possibly do damage in a straight jacket locked in one of the safest asylums in the country.

Number: 25
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Designated Weapon: Meat Cleaver
Conclusions: Ah, the secret weapon. Surely, he'll get a lot of kills. Afterall, what do you expect out of a madman? He's killed before, what will stop him from killing another? I'm sure he'll hack the competition to pieces with his weapon...we should keep an eye on him.

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