Rhett Allexander Goddard
Jan 24, 2011 23:38:13 GMT -5
Post by Rhett Goddard on Jan 24, 2011 23:38:13 GMT -5
[/i][/size][/right]The Basics
Name: Rhett Allexander Goddard
Nicknames: Allex, Goddy
Age:seventeeneighteen
Orientation: Undefined, so far
Desired Rank/Job: Student
Powers:
Extrasensory Perception (ESP)
It may be called clairvoyance and/or retrocognition. For unknown reasons, Rhett just knows things he isn't supposed to know about people around them in a range of, approximately a hundred meters. It happens frequently, but most of the information he acquires is what can be considered useless, such as favorite color, or food eaten yesterday. Sometimes he just know the information from one moment to another, almost as if remembering he knew that rather than gaining the information at the moment, but sometimes he actually hears a voice in his head, which he calls echoes, that jump into his mind with the information. When the second happens, he considers this information more important.
However some complications arise with his power. Rhett has noticed that these echoes can be rude, formal, yell, whisper, inaccurate, repetitive and most of the time, bothersome, which leaves him feeling like there is someone just behind him, talking into his hear. This causes him to lose concentration on whatever he's doing most of the time he hears an echo, leaving him pretty distracted and sometimes disoriented. There is also the fact that when constant echoes get into his head, he starts hearing this little tingle-ish sound far far away, that exponentially grows into a sound so strong, that burns him with headaches that further increases the previously mentioned side-effects and, in one occasion, left him uncouncious.
Play By: Nicolai Kielstrup
The Details
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Gray
Any Piercings? None
Any Tattoos? None
Any Scars? Nothing noticeable or worth mentioning
General Appearance: Rhett has very light skin, light blonde hair and deep gray eyes. He's quite tall, 1,85m, and very thin, perhaps underweight. His clothing style tends to very carefree, using all shades of color, specially light ones, but never black, he doesn't like how black looks on him.
Personality: Rhett has a profound desire for... nothing in general. You can tell by talking to him that the thing that he inspires the most in most people is just curiosity, but nothing more. This is due to the fact that Rhett is a man of few words and almost no feelings. This is due to a big sadness and anger that being abandoned created in him and having the push those feelings away to concentrate on, well, his survival. Maybe he does feel, he just ignore it mostly.
This causes interesting consequences into his personality. Most of the time, people, and society in general, are just like toys to him, with no appreciation and attachment to them, everyday is the same for him, family and friends are just concepts and variables, life is just a game that doesn't amaze him enough. And even though he is not charismatic, he has learned to convince other people with his ideas and control other people's reactions, perhaps, by watching and analyzing in silence thinking of people like an engineer would think of a machine he's trying to figure out. He does this by saying the correct things in the correct moments, having feedback off the person's reaction to his words. It's not an easy task, but it isn't really difficult after doing it half his life.
His mother abandonment also made him prefer being alone, that way no one would abandon him again, and whenever someone pays too much attention or interest in him, he feels harassed and uncomfortable.
And interesting fact about himself is that he never lies, he thinks of lying as a low thing that isn't really needed ever, yet he almost never tells the complete truth, he's not interested in letting people know about him, he knows information could be weaponized: after all he does that.
Your Vices
Likes: Light/pale colors. Watch people in silence. Starry nights. Headache pills. Coffee Frappe. Pepsi. People with short hair. That "new" smell some things have when they're new.
Dislikes: TV. Hot drinks (he always burns his tongue). Loud people (makes him feel harassed). Situations he can't control. Metal music. Racists. Make-up (he considers it a way of lying).
Strengths: Rhett is very agile and quick, not only physical but mentally. He is also very good improvising and being creative.
Weaknesses: He has low phyisical resistance and gets tired quickly. Not strong physically either and has a very fragile and delicate body and skin. He also possess almost no patience at all.
Fears: Fire, either being on fire or around fire, it scares the heck out of him. He also fears bats.
Secret: He secretly believe he's a misplaced god. He wouldn't say out loud, no, he doesn't want people thinking he's crazier than what they think. It's not a god complex and he doesn't have delusions of grandeur, it's more of an interesting fact about himself.
Family Ties
Father: Some random person not even his mother knows.
Mother: Danielle, or so she called herself (no last name, though)
Siblings: None (that he knew of).
Any Other Important People: None.
History
Rhett was born in a very poor family in Limousin. His mother was a beggar and neither he nor his mom know who his father was. At age eleven his mother abandoned him, she got a boyfriend who didn't like kids. He learned to survive in the streets begging, pickpocketing, eating off the trash and hunting and cooking rats, but since Limousin being a big rural region, he drew no attention at all from authorities or citizens, most people ignore beggars anyway. Not much longer after his mother abandonment, he joined a traveler pickpocketers and street thieves gang where he improved his street skills and learned of parkour.
With them he moved through multiple countries of Europe until the age of sixteen, when he started developing his powers, but out of fear, he let them aside. However, with the days and weeks they activated more and more to the point his sanity was going away, interfering with his normal life. Random information here and there about the people around him, those voices, those voices were troublesome and confusing, but the headaches were the worse, but he put them aside with pills he managed to get. Even though his mates were starting to notice, none made a decision about it until one day when he passed out because of a strong headache that his companions decided to leave him to die. Fortunately he had already learned to not attach to people, he would otherwise have to pass through a second instance of abandonment.
However, and apparently, he was found and sent to the hospital. He didn't wake up until a days later. When he woke up, the paperwork for him to leave to Hammel was already done, Kocher haute école pour les surdoués. There he spent a year, feeling of the place more of a prison than an actual school. During that year the only rescuable thing he learned was reading and writing and he wasn't that good at it, but as for his powers, they were still pretty much the same and neither the headaches or the voices were diminishing, so after a short investigation he determined that transfering to Hammel was most likely the best idea in his attempt to recover his health and go back to his old life as soon as possible. Maybe he did desire something after all, even if denies it.
Roleplay Example
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"You should look in front of you while you walk." Rhett turned around after hearing the voice of a girl just behind him. "They say it is safer to walk like that"
Examining the girl up and down, he felt a tone of sadness emanating from her, or maybe it was loneliness, Rhett had never been an expert with feelings, but whatever the case was, there wasn't something right. However, as his mind started working, in the distance he recognized a rather familiar face and for the looks of it, and Rhett's own experience with the boy, he knew that most likely he was going to get in trouble.
"Hey Shaun!" Rhett yelled out loud at the dark haired boy in the distance as he wandered into a group of average looking students. "Leave them alone, I told you they weren't gay, don't bother trying to make them drunk!"
Maybe if his neighbor from across the hall didn't get in trouble, Rhett would made sure trouble get into him.
What About You?
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Name: Herl.
Age: 19.
Experience: Years, but wouldn't know how many.
How Did You Find Us? Someone complained about this site in a site I was in (swords of justice).
Ready To Play? Not really. I'm so tired, aghhh.