Post by Reid Garwin on Jan 3, 2011 10:17:19 GMT -5
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"The hate - It burns inside me. The Hate - It makes me strong. Hatred"
Basic Information
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Personal Information
Final Details
Reid Garwin
[/glow]"The hate - It burns inside me. The Hate - It makes me strong. Hatred"
Basic Information
- Full Name: Reid Garwin
- Nicknames: N/A.
- Original/Canon: Canon.
- Age: 17.
- Date Of Birth: February 10th
- Sexuality:
Homosexual/Bisexual/Straight - Character Type: Witch(Warlock)
/Human - Special Powers: Anger/Hatred
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off, so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off, so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up
Details
[/color]- Eye Color: Blue.
- Hair Color: Blonde.
- Height: 5'10.
- Body Type: Slim/Athletic
- Piercings/Tattoos: Many tattoos, pierced ear.
- Vehicle: N/A - Tyler's Hummer.
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Personal Information
- Likes: Rock music, His laptop, winning at pool.
- Dislikes: Being 'bitched out' by Caleb, losing, taking orders.
- Strengths: Quick thinking, would do anything to protect his brothers.
- Weaknesses: Hotheaded, Uses too much.
- Future: Reid doesn't look into the future because part of him knows Caleb is right and he Uses too much, he's scared there might not be a future.
- Fears: Using to death, snakes.
- Hero(es): Pogue.
- Secret(s): Addicted to Using.
If you feel so filthy
So dirty, so F**ked up
If you feel so walked on
So painful, so pissed off
You're not the only one
Refusing to go down
You're not the only one
So get up
So dirty, so F**ked up
If you feel so walked on
So painful, so pissed off
You're not the only one
Refusing to go down
You're not the only one
So get up
Character History
- Father: Brian Garwin
- Mother: Anna Garwin
- Children: N/a
- Close Friends: Tyler Simms, Pogue Parry, Caleb Danvers, Sarah Wenham, Kate Tunney.
- History: Reid was always the hot tempered bad boy, from a young age he was quick to get into fights with anyone he saw that looked weaker than himself, except Tyler, even without being told they were brothers Reid was willing to protect Tyler from people more like himself who would otherwise bully the boy. As they entered Spenser they were quick to stake a claim on a dorm together and so far the system's worked. Reid gets into fights and Tyler calms him down and the kids know not to mess with 'Baby Boy' Simms.
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
Just get up
[/color]Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
Just get up
Final Details
- RP Sample: Reid's foot hit the floor as he sped away from the old colony house, Tyler was in the seat next to him looking a little miffed that Reid had taken control of his car again but this situation called for speed. Pogue had run off and they hadn't a clue where too. Or rather, they knew exactly who to but not where they were. "You head back towards the school, we'll go towards the hospital!" He yelled out of the window at Caleb, not caring if the older boy got annoyed at his command or didn't hear him. They took a sharp corner as they sped off down the road that lead towards Gloucester Hospital.
Several winding roads later and-"S**t!" Reid swerved to a stop, the car screeching in protest as its brakes were abused but now was not the time. He left the keys in the engine and jumped out "Pogue!" He didn't think the older boy could hear him and as he approached the scene he knew that it was true, Pogue was out cold, half underneath his bike. "Ty!" He yelled "Call 9-1-1 now!" His eyes flashed back and the bike moved to one side. He struggled with the unconscious bikers helmet and winced at the bruising around his neck. Instantly he knew that was not from the helmet. Chase had been here.
He put his head on Pogue's chest, listening for a moment, his heartbeat was weak and his breathing sounded ragged. "F**kF**kF**k." He chanted under his breath and he sought out Pogue's wrist. Pulse was there but still weak. "You're an idiot." He told the unconscious form. But he knew he would have done the same. Anger boiled through him, Chase would not be allowed to get away with this.