Gareth Rhys Edwards

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O N _ Y O U

Name/Alias: Anna
Gender: Estrogen
Experience: 5yrs
Location: mst
Other Characters: Adelina de Luca.

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C H A R A C T E R _P R O F I L E

b a s i c s

Full Name: Gareth Rhys Edwards
Age: 22
Gender: Testosterone
Date of Birth: May 18th
Tainted? Yush
Ability: [telepathy] Nothing like being sixteen and being a geek. But then you start hearing voices in your head that you can't control? Talk about being the outcast. Gareth has now all but perfected his ability. He can control who he hears, and when he hears them.
Beliefs: Gareth tries to stay out of the whole tainted/untainted... thing. Though he knows he will need to join in the fight at some point. He doesn't really tell anyone that he is tainted either, they either just think he is a really good lie detector, or has some sort of sixth sense about things.
Canon?



a p p e a r a n c e

Eyes: Light blue eyes, like the sky on a really clear day. Not too big, not too small, and almond shaped. He wears contacts, and when he can't find them, has a pair of rather geeky looking glasses.
Hair: Dark blond and usually either a buzz cit or a couple inches long. It depends on how he is feeling. When it is a little bit longer, he doesn't really mess with it. Just runs his hands through it every once in a while.
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 188lbs
Distinguishing Features:
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p e r s o n a l i t y

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o r i g i n s

Place of Birth: Rhossili, Wales
Family:
Elise Edwards - housewife - 44
Dillion Edwards - local convenience store owner - 47
Tanwen Marie Edwards - 7
History:
grad secondary after just turning 20
University of the Mediterranean -- Journalism.


m i s c

RP Sample:It took a few minutes of yelling through instant message for Drew to realize that Bell-dearest had actually signed off already. He made a slight face, and then shrugged. She would get them all when she returned, that was good enough for him. Hopefully she would realize that he wasn't about to do anything on her little to do list for the night. First it was a nightgown, then barbies... was make-up in there too? He couldn't remember, and he had already switched his screen to Microsoft Word. He hated this paper. He had been working on it for a week straight it seemed like, and the thing never seemed to get done. Never. He needed a break, an actual break... not a Bell is distracting me, but I am still pretending to work on my paper. So instead he got up and went to his closet. If she insisted on stealing his clothes, he would be the one to pick which ones she took this time. Maybe, if he got lucky... she wouldn't like any of them and leave them here in the morning. Or afternoon. Whenever. Then again, when it came to his wardrobe, she didn't discriminate what she took. He could have swore he bought a t-shirt from the church that he could not longer find anywhere.

Tossing a shirt or two onto the bed, he went to go find an extra pillow. Not for Bell, but for the dog. For some reason, Jersey had found the young Carter's bed much more comfortable than her normal sleeping spot, and has thusly taken it over, almost completely. It was pretty bad for a while, until he finally got her not to crawl in between the sheets. He never knew how much Labradors shed until she wanted to sleep with him. Of course, now that he knew, he wished he never had. What else did he need. Oh yes, defenses against Bell's tricks. Not that he wasn't completely used to her and her pouting by now. Ten years... well, you sort of get used to people. On second thought, that was his defense... ten years. It was weird to think the pair had been friends for so long, especially considering how utterly different they turned out to be. It worked for the two though. They stayed so close it was almost as if Annabelle were a part of the family. In a way she was. She didn't have to knock when coming over, his parents had practically adopted her... The only thing left was legal paperwork. Though leaving the two as friends was good.

Walking back over to his chair, he called the young lab over to him. She still wasn't big enough to be full grown, or old enough to be well-trained. She was potty-trained of course, but she chewed up everything, and loved to jump up on people. She couldn't reach past waists though. That and she had a habit of sniffing crotches. All-in-all she was a very hyper dog, but Drew loved her all the same. He had gotten her about six months ago, his parents wanted to get her for him, though he still isn't sure why. It was fine though, the dog took over his bed, ate his food, and peed on his floor before she realized that you were supposed to go outside. It was fine though, fine. Cause he knows that when he comes home from uni, especially on really hard days, she will be there waiting to lick him in the face... though normally only after she has just had a small drink. From the toilet.

Turning back to his computer, he tried once again to work on the paper. This wasn't working at all. He was hearing things in the house now too, was that... footsteps? And a suitcase being dragged up the steps, and the rustle of a plastic bag? Annabelle must be really outdoing herself tonight, usually she didn't bring anything over. As she opened the door and gave him a hug, Drew fought just slightly to breathe, though he hugged her back just as tightly. Yes, homework does suck. And Ice Cream? “Alright, lemme hit save and we'll sneak to the kitchen for spoons. Do you wanna eat in the backyard? Or somewhere else. I vote backyard for the hammock”

Keeping one arm around his best friend, Drew turned momentarily to his computer screen and clicked save. After minimizing the window, he put up a generic away message on his messenger. Looking back to Annabelle he waited for her to make the choice. Though Jersey, who had also noticed the addition of a visitor, had jumped down from the bed and was now trying desperately to hop up into the laps of the two teenagers. When she realized she couldn't, finally settled for licking Anna's leg and wagging her tail furiously.
Character Model: Paul Walker[/blockquote]