• Has five hair parts
• Cowboy Chic
• No black spots on fingers of cowprint gloves
• Height: 5'10"
• Weight: 154 lbs
• Eyes do not have shine (unless overcome with emotion)
• Resting bitch face
• Sharp eyes, sharp eyebrows
• Hair is naturally wavy, but straightens it
• Design inspired by Vento Aureo

A humanoid stand with armored segments on its waist and neck in lavender, and forearms/lower legs in black. It wears a cowl and loincloth in pink and has white spikes protruding from its head and shoulders.

Common Reaction does not have a will of its own. However, if Filone is not actively controlling it, it will carry out his inner wants. This often manifests as affectionate behavior towards the nearest person, much to his chagrin.

PRIMARY ABILITY

• Common Reaction can peel and surface with a thickness ranging from a bee's wing to 1m. Peeled surfaces can be anything from walls to living beings (painlessly), and items can be stored under the peeled area. Filone uses this on a mundane level to give himself extra pockets by storing small items in his body or getting through locked doors (even though he also knows how to pick locks).

FINE LIES WHITE LIES

• Common Reaction can eject the four segments comprising its waist to each corner of a square perimeter, creating a barrier that peels anything/anyone that comes into contact. Its walls and ceiling extend in a cube, equal to the size of the floor area. While the ability is in effect, Common Reaction is left vulnerable, the perimeter cannot be reolcated, and nothing can come in or out.

Filone and his twin brother Asiago were born to a woman on the run, rushed into witness protection after the murder of her husband, their father, at the hands of the mafia. They never knew the details of their mother's past life or what exactly happened to make her a widow. But the mob's reach is far, and even without the knowledge that gave him most reason to hate them, Filone grew up resenting them all the same, for the decay in the local community that organized crime caused.

The twins were latchkey kids who stuck tightly together, working their way through bullying and school troubles and loneliness as they grew up. Their mother worked hard to support them both, which left them alone together pretty often and, in turn, this led to mischief and misadventure that a pair of otherwise-bored boys are bound to get caught up in. A mishap with shaving the neighbor's cat turned to a ban on razors in the house, which became a challenge of pain thresholds to see who could wax the most of his own hair off, which became a habit of going without body hair at all. Little patterns became big ones, and Filone moved through them all as though the turnpike were a single lane. A very unfortunate first stirring at the sight of a woman breastfeeding her baby became a botched attempt at confession, which in turn became an entirely self-inflicted miasma of shame surrounding sex and attraction, as well as a reluctance to return to church.

Filone majored in film while in college, hoping to go into cinematography as he hopped from job to job, finding much to his dismay that organized crime had spread its tendrils into the vast majority of places he worked. And at last, favoring stability over dreams that were, admittedly tenuous already, he poured his love of cars into a mechanic job, and there he's stayed since then.

Filone lives together with his brother, Asiago, and his mother, Rughetta, in the same house where he grew up. The three of them are, at last, in a pretty stable spot and all things considered, pretty happy. They all work, but Rughetta has finally had a chance to settle into a career as a novelist, and both her sons are glad to be able to support her. Filone, in particular, lives largely for his family and prides himself in what he's able to do to make them happy.

He's still, however, prone to mischief and likes to pickpocket from gangsters, where he picks up anything from cool knives to pocket money to the occasional little baggie of recreational drugs. (He'll take any weed he finds, but the harder stuff generally goes in the trash.) Little skills he's picked up, often involving light fingers and dexterity, would make him a valuable asset, but the resentment he feels at the injustice surrounding the mafia keeps him firmly at bitter odds with them, and every little theft is a petty revenge, done to be a nuisance as much as done for fun.

Filone's bad habits have finally caught up with him as he's caught stealing from the wrong mobster's pocket. The boy he knew growing up, who had bullied him and who had asserted he'd become a gangster like his father before him, was a lot less full of shit than Filone always assumed. Filone and his twin brother are kidnapped and their punishment is far more personal than they could have ever expected.