Post by Rhys Gerard on Aug 7, 2010 23:28:08 GMT -8
Rhys Gerard
[/center]( The Basics )
( Full Name)[/color] Rhys Gerard
( Nickname )[/color] n/a
( Age )[/color] 17
( Birthdate )[/color] 21 January
( Sex )[/color] Male
( Hometown )[/color] La Maddalena, Italy
( Class )[/color] Sophomore (late starter)
( Sexuality )[/color] Straight
( Played By )[/color] Cillian Murphy
( Their Power)
( Ability )[/color] Thought projection, telekinesis, telepathy
( Type of Power )[/color] Mental
( Weakness )[/color] Loud, sudden noises, dog whistles and other high pitches; regular human weaknesses
( Good vs. Evil )[/color] Neutral with evil tendencies
( Personality )
Rhys is generally very calm, approaching most situations analytically in order to find the easiest, least troublesome solution. He takes most things in stride and isn't easily upset. Sometimes, he does or say things just to see how people will react. Though mostly calm, Rhys gets extremely aggressive and violent when riled up.
Around friends, Rhys tends to be a quiet listener, but does occassionally engage in serious conversation. He often likes to play the devil's advocate in arguments for the fun of it. He also likes to suggest risky activities and take chances every once in a while when he feels the consequences are negligible, simply for the experience.
Rhys is friendly to most people, but tends to "experiment" and mess with those he finds intellectually or socially inferior, such as the occasional underclassman, the class clowns, or those whom he simply find illogical. Except with his inner circle of friends, he puts up a facade of friendliness with everyone he interacts with to provide the illusion of friendship so he can easily get what he wants.
Around friends, Rhys tends to be a quiet listener, but does occassionally engage in serious conversation. He often likes to play the devil's advocate in arguments for the fun of it. He also likes to suggest risky activities and take chances every once in a while when he feels the consequences are negligible, simply for the experience.
Rhys is friendly to most people, but tends to "experiment" and mess with those he finds intellectually or socially inferior, such as the occasional underclassman, the class clowns, or those whom he simply find illogical. Except with his inner circle of friends, he puts up a facade of friendliness with everyone he interacts with to provide the illusion of friendship so he can easily get what he wants.
( Little Details )
( Strengths)[/color] Vast knowledge and interest in psychology and music; musically talented in violin, cello, and piano. Calm demeanour.
( Weaknesses )[/b][/color] Tendency to procrastinate, sometimes a little too risky.
( Dark Secrets)[/color] Adopted; doesn't know this yet.
( Reputation )[/color] Is known by many at school, though mostly superficially. Thought of by most to be friendly, but quiet, and occassionally mischievious.
( Family)
( Mother )[/color] Annabelle Gerard, 38, nurse, friendly relationship
( Father )[/b][/color] Solomon Gerard, 40, police chief, emotionally distant relationship, though on good terms
( Siblings )[/b][/color] n/a
( Any Other)[/b][/color] n/a
( Belongings )
( Car )[/color] Black BMW 530i
( Phone )[/b][/color] iPhone 4
( Music )[/b][/color] Black iPod classic
( Anything Else)[/b][/color]
(Sample)
"Rhys, clean your room, please. Those clothes shouldn't be in a pile, I took the time to fold them. And take care of those damn soda cans!"
Good morning to you, too, Mom, Rhys thought as he lay facedown on his bed. He thought about how nice it would be to permanently plant in his mother's mind the illusion that his room was always clean, but that, in the end, would be more work than actually cleaning.
Seeing that it was 12:32pm, he lazily got up from his bed, checked the hall to make sure no one was around, then lifted the twelve or so cans on his desk to take with him to the bathroom and dump out. Even through telekinesis, he could tell by the weight that some of them were still moderately full.
Rhys walked down the hall and left into the bathroom, soda cans floating close behind, and closed the door. Or at least tried. Too sleepy, he thought, placing the cans in the sink to drain while he walked over to the door to close it with his hand.
Later, as he went downstairs, he decided to visit an old friend of his after grabbing a quick lunch from the kitchen.
"Did you clean your room?" His mother, Annabelle, asked as he entered the kitchen. He remembered that she told him to organize the pile of clothes on his floor, which he didn't do, of course, so instead pushed into her head the thought that his room was as clean as she wanted and that she didn't need to check.
"Yeah, right after I got up." he half-lied. "Hey, I'm going out to a friend's, ok? So I'll be back later tonight or something." Rhys grabbed a bagel and started heading out the door.
"Don't get into any trouble!"
Yeah, Mom... I won't get into too much...
( Class Schedule )
ethical use of powers
soph english
history of gifted
trig
bio
french 2
draw 2
physical training
Good morning to you, too, Mom, Rhys thought as he lay facedown on his bed. He thought about how nice it would be to permanently plant in his mother's mind the illusion that his room was always clean, but that, in the end, would be more work than actually cleaning.
Seeing that it was 12:32pm, he lazily got up from his bed, checked the hall to make sure no one was around, then lifted the twelve or so cans on his desk to take with him to the bathroom and dump out. Even through telekinesis, he could tell by the weight that some of them were still moderately full.
Rhys walked down the hall and left into the bathroom, soda cans floating close behind, and closed the door. Or at least tried. Too sleepy, he thought, placing the cans in the sink to drain while he walked over to the door to close it with his hand.
Later, as he went downstairs, he decided to visit an old friend of his after grabbing a quick lunch from the kitchen.
"Did you clean your room?" His mother, Annabelle, asked as he entered the kitchen. He remembered that she told him to organize the pile of clothes on his floor, which he didn't do, of course, so instead pushed into her head the thought that his room was as clean as she wanted and that she didn't need to check.
"Yeah, right after I got up." he half-lied. "Hey, I'm going out to a friend's, ok? So I'll be back later tonight or something." Rhys grabbed a bagel and started heading out the door.
"Don't get into any trouble!"
Yeah, Mom... I won't get into too much...
( Class Schedule )
ethical use of powers
soph english
history of gifted
trig
bio
french 2
draw 2
physical training
