Post by Gareth>><<Captain John on Mar 27, 2008 14:25:07 GMT
Name: Gareth Ioan Bryce
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Picture: can someone help me on this...I just need some good pics that I can meld together
Appearance: Gareth is classed as one thing, scruffy. He usually wears jeans and some sort of baggy t-shirt or top. He was clean-shaven but his dark brown hair is somewhat messy and usually in his way although this is a direct contrast to his actual behaviour.
Personality: He is a neat freak, basically. He well always make sure that his stuff is tidy and clean although he isn't one to clean-up someone else's mess (with them knowing about it anyway). He tends to be fairly kind-hearted but is a strong fighter and can easily bring down a weevil or two if it is required.
Past: Gareth was a fairly quiet young boy whom kept to himself most of the time. His parents were happily married and life was fine, so long as he kept out of their way. Ever since his brother, Evan, died his parents didn't care anymore, the little amount of love they had shown him whilst his brother was alive reduced to nothing. Gareth took to wandering around on his own along Cardiff bay and that was when he had first encountered a Weevil, although to this day he doesn't realise. He know spends his time following up any deaths he can find that may be related to alien activity and trying to discover more about them. (please recruit him to Torchwood and give him some kind of job)
Sample Post: Gareth wandered along the bay. He spotted a bar close by and decided to go in, just to warm up for a bit. Carefully stepping over the threshold the young brown haired man surveyed the room cautiously. The bar was quiet and his stepped outside for a moment, realising that he hadn't taken in what the place was called. "Paradise" read the neon sign above him. He stepped back in making his way to the bar, once there he ordered a pint and sat down on a stool. Sipping at it slowly, he watch as a group moved into the bar. He smiled as he slowly watched them drinking before four of them, two male two female, got up to dance, leaving one young man sitting on a stool nearby to him, looking after the drinks. He wondered who this group could be and why they seemed so familiar to him....
(I'm gonna post that in your night out thread)
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Picture: can someone help me on this...I just need some good pics that I can meld together
Appearance: Gareth is classed as one thing, scruffy. He usually wears jeans and some sort of baggy t-shirt or top. He was clean-shaven but his dark brown hair is somewhat messy and usually in his way although this is a direct contrast to his actual behaviour.
Personality: He is a neat freak, basically. He well always make sure that his stuff is tidy and clean although he isn't one to clean-up someone else's mess (with them knowing about it anyway). He tends to be fairly kind-hearted but is a strong fighter and can easily bring down a weevil or two if it is required.
Past: Gareth was a fairly quiet young boy whom kept to himself most of the time. His parents were happily married and life was fine, so long as he kept out of their way. Ever since his brother, Evan, died his parents didn't care anymore, the little amount of love they had shown him whilst his brother was alive reduced to nothing. Gareth took to wandering around on his own along Cardiff bay and that was when he had first encountered a Weevil, although to this day he doesn't realise. He know spends his time following up any deaths he can find that may be related to alien activity and trying to discover more about them. (please recruit him to Torchwood and give him some kind of job)
Sample Post: Gareth wandered along the bay. He spotted a bar close by and decided to go in, just to warm up for a bit. Carefully stepping over the threshold the young brown haired man surveyed the room cautiously. The bar was quiet and his stepped outside for a moment, realising that he hadn't taken in what the place was called. "Paradise" read the neon sign above him. He stepped back in making his way to the bar, once there he ordered a pint and sat down on a stool. Sipping at it slowly, he watch as a group moved into the bar. He smiled as he slowly watched them drinking before four of them, two male two female, got up to dance, leaving one young man sitting on a stool nearby to him, looking after the drinks. He wondered who this group could be and why they seemed so familiar to him....
(I'm gonna post that in your night out thread)
