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| − | === pertinent details ===
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| + | ! '''Name:''' Gareth Danvers |
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| − | | '''Nationality:''' | + | | {{:{{PAGENAME}}/Infobox}} |
| − | | American
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| − | | '''Occupation:'''
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| − | | Student at UNM
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| − | | '''Demeanor:''' | + | | align=center| {{:{{PAGENAME}}/Quotes}} |
| − | | Cynic | + | |
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| − | | '''Apparent Age:'''
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| − | | late teens, early '20s
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| − | | '''Nickname:'''
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| − | | Gareth, Gambit
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| − | | '''Interests:'''
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| − | | Physics, music, the 2nd law of thermodynamics
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| − | === description ===
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| − | ''This could be any young, male college student, and maybe it is. Gareth has dark brown hair, a supercuts style that's about four months past its due date. His skin seems naturally lightly-tanned and smooth, eyes an unrecognizable slur tht might be blue, might be brown, might be hazel, the combination that might come from a geneticist that is both indecisive and lazy. Add to a mild mouth, decent cheekbones and jaw - the only thing that stands out is an otherwise slight nose that looks like it was broken and reset at some point long in the past.''<br><br>
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| − | '' Gareth is possessed of a nervous energy. Today he wears a long-sleeved flannel shirt, a purple tee shirt with some kind of retro-gaming design on it, worn jeans, and Converse all-stars shoes. He might walk with a mild limp - or maybe people just have vivid imaginations. Nah, on second thought, he walks just fine.''
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| − | === music === | + | |
| − | Gareth's Earworm (this week): <br/>
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| − | '''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJk41jsE_YQ End Times] - Weekend'''
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| − | also:
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| − | '''[http://vimeo.com/8810726 Live] - Weekend'''
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| − | === quotes ===
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| − | ([[Wren]]) gives the woman a mischivous smile then looks back toward Gareth. "Who is he?" she gestures toward him.
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| − | "He is the Ring-winner and Luckwearer; he is the Barrel-rider. Or, maybe just this guy I see around. Hangs out here and at the Frontier. If I gave him real titles, instead of hobbit titles, they'd be The Egg Lover, and The Counter Hugger," [[Maxine]] quirks half a smile in Gareth's direction. | + | |
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| − | You paged [[Joel]] with ‘Ha! Same uniform :)’<br>
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| − | It's 2:30 in the morning, so perhaps Gareth could be excused for being surprised. Joel assesses him, then looks down at himself -- they're both wearing flannel, a tee, and Chucks. "I like your style," Joel nods sagely to the new arrival.<br>
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| − | Joel pages: I lol'd.<br>
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| − | Joel pages: Even the same color eyes. You're like my TWIN<br>
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| − | You paged Joel with ‘Holy crap. I thought I was so cool for writing that desc, too.’<br>
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| − | You paged Joel with ‘Great minds and all :)’<br>
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| − | From afar, Joel nods. Great minds think alike. Ours do, too!<br>
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| − | "Mr. Danvers," says [[Quentin]] out of no where, not looking up, not looking Gareth's way. He doesn't even raise his voice, meaning that he has to be heard over the background noise of people, machinery, and pop music. Still, his voice carries. "After you get out of the lady's way, I expect you'll be sure to take a nap before the next time you set foot in my classroom. You can ill afford to attempt an education via osmosis by drooling on the textbook whoever your patron shelled out $173.00 for. In fact, were I a betting man, I would bet that the professor, that being me, will likely ask you a question on the reading material once every 7 minutes or so the next time you decide to grace us with your presence. Now, get out of the lady's way."
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| − | === Tarot spread ===
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| − | ! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Ben|Ben]]</center> | + | ! A Glimpse Within |
| − | ! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Maxine|Maxine]]</center>
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| − | | [[Image:Ben.jpg|75px|Meh]] | + | | colspan="2" width="100%"| {{:{{PAGENAME}}/Introduction}} |
| − | | width="250" | '''''6. The Hermit:'''<br> '''Upright:''' Counsel, inner strength, prudence, caution, vigilance, patience, withdrawal, annulment, a loner
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| − | '''Reverse:''' Imprudence, hastiness, rashness, foolish acts, immaturity
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| − | | [[Image:Maxine.jpg|75px|more meh]]
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| − | | width="250" | '''''2. The High Priestess:'''<br> '''Upright:''' Wisdom, knowledge, learning, intuition, purity, virtue, a lack of patience, a teacher
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| − | '''Reverse:''' Ignorance, lack of understanding, selfishness, shallowness
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| − | ! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Gretchen|Gretchen]]</center> | + | ! Physical Description |
| − | ! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Damian|Damian]]</center>
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| − | | [[Image:Gretchen.jpg|75px|Meh]] | + | | {{:{{PAGENAME}}/Description}} |
| − | | width="250" | '''''13. Death:''' <br>
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| − | '''Upright:''' Transformation, making way for the new, unexpected change, loss, failure, illness or death, bad luck
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| − | '''Reverse:''' Stagnation, immobility, slow changes, a narrow escape, cheating death
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| − | | [[Image:Damian.jpg|75px|more meh]]
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| − | | width="250" | '''''12. The Hanged Man:'''<br> '''Upright:''' Suspension, change, reversal, boredom, abandonment, sacrifice, readjustment, improvement, rebirth
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| − | '''Reverse:''' Unwillingness to make an effort, false prophecy, useless sacrifice
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| − | ! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Liane|Liane]]</center>
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| − | ! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Lithi|Lithi]]</center>
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| − | | [[Image:Liane.jpg|75px|Meh]]
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| − | | width="250" | '''''The Nine of Swords:'''<br> '''Upright:''' Suffering, doubt, desolation, illness, injury, death of a loved one, suspicion, cruelty, misery, loss, dishonesty, pitilessness, slander
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| − | '''Reverse:''' Healing over time, unselfishness, patience, good news of a loved one
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| − | | [[Image:Lithi.jpg|75px|more meh]]
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| − | | width="250" | '''The Chariot''' <br> '''Upright:''' Perseverance, a journey, a rushed decision, adversity, turmoil, vengeance
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| − | '''Reverse:''' Unsuccessful, defeat, failure, last minute loss, vanquishment
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| | + | | {{:{{PAGENAME}}/Playlist}} |
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| | + | ! Allies and Contacts |
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| | + | ! Gallery |
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| | + | ! OOC and IC Quotes, Etc. |
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| | + | | {{:Gareth/OOC}} |
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| Name: Gareth Danvers
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Japanese-american, multiethnic
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Ne'er-do-well
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| Demeanor:
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Loner
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| Apparent Age:
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early 20s
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Gareth does not respond well to nicknames.
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| Quotes
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“In the life of a man, his time is but a moment, his being an incessant flux, his sense a dim rushlight, his body a prey of worms, his soul an unquiet eddy, his fortune dark, his fame doubtful. In short, all that is body is as coursing waters, all that is of the soul as dreams and vapors.”
Marcus Aurelius
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| RP Hooks
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- Gareth dropped out of UNM but can still be found on the campus, leeching off the library there.
- He hangs out at diners, coffee shops, any place he can feed his glorious and holy addiction to caffeine
- Do you hate sleep? Or have an active dream life? Gareth does, too! See caffeine, above.
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| 05/09/2008 | | | 09/20/2008 | | | 09/28/2008 | | | 10/08/2008 | | | 10/25/2008 | | | 10/27/2008 | | | 11/15/2008 | | | 11/27/2008 | | | 02/10/2009 | | | 05/29/2009 | | | 06/07/2009 | |
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| A Glimpse Within
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| Physical Description
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Gareth is a lean, skinny figure, medium height man in his mid-twenties. His hazel-to-brown eyes have a look of studied intensity but are otherwise neither appealing nor unappealing, his tanned skin makes him look of indeterminate ethnicity, his small mouth and nose sit on his face like someone told them they were unwelcome there. He's got a gait like trapped energy is pent up within him, his expressions seem tightly controlled but otherwise calm. He probably didn't have a good sleep the night before.
In the heat he wears a black linen collared short-sleeve shirt and dark pants that look like they fit a size or two larger. He wears sandals on his feet. Sometimes, even when still, his right hand or arm will twitch or tic, a sudden jerking motion that is immediately calmed.
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i'll come back from the war
but everything i touch seems to break
and i won't be the same man
i won't be the same man you knew
and i was somewhat tickled by your gauge
of your ticker tape parade
now you know and you know that i know
we could dance all night here on their graves
god bless our black souls
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Name
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Insert another witty remark. Last bit of wittyness.
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Insert another witty remark. Last bit of wittyness.
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Insert another witty remark. Last bit of wittyness.
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Not my usual state of well-being.
Good thing other people have rides.
I'm what you might call a...problem employee.
If Gareth had a yearbook, this is what it'd look like.
the image in a cryptic email sent to friends recently.
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| OOC and IC Quotes, Etc.
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<OOC> Gareth says, "It's like World of Darkness meets Always Sunny in Philadelphia"
<OOC> Jai says, "Smokes, donuts, huffing liquid evil? It's Thursday, right?"
Fred pages: You should be so jealous, I gotta armful of women right now.
Fred pages: They'd be crying if it was you, though, so I guess it can't be helped.
You paged Fred with ‘They're better off Fred :)’
You receive a text from Katie: I once knew a b'y named Gareth
You receive a text from Katie: His chest didn't even have Haireth
You receive a text from Katie: He died with a grin
You receive a text from Katie: The worm on his chin
You receive a text from Katie: And Liane charged his corpse a tariff
You receive a text from Jai: If you want my advice? Or hell I guess even if you don't... yeah, give things a chance and see. Walls are there for a
You receive a text from Jai: reason, but so are doors. He said cheesily. Accurate, though.
You text to Jai: Hah! Good advice, I'll have to think about that.
You receive a text from Jai: Just be sure to check the peephole and stuff. End of tortured analogy before it starts getting really weird. ;)
You text to Jai: That sounded oddly sexual!
You receive a text from Jai: I know, right? Just think if it'd gone on to involve doorbells and locks and keys and especially knockers!
You text to Jai: bwahaha!
You receive a text from Jai: 'Hey baby, my door is pre-hung, wanna jamb?' Door parts I am also avoiding now: knobs.
You receive a text from Jai: Aw man, now I'm thinking about 'sliding the bolt' in a whole new light.
You text to Jai: A lot hinges on her openness, though. To frame the question another way.
You receive a text from Jai: HA. So very, very true. It isn't an open-and-shut case.
You receive a text from Jai: But hey, you could be on the threshold of something cool.
You text to Jai: I think I have my foot in the door, yeah.
You receive a text from Jai: Yeah, it definitely sounds like you've got an opening here!
<OOC> Joel says, "You know what he is already."
<OOC> Joel says, "Race: Badass"
<OOC> Liane says, "Yes, but what subspecies? >_>"
<OOC> Joel says, "Subspecies Sexy Mofo"
<OOC> Joel says, "You know this, Liane. You know these things!"
<OOC> Liane swoons. Screaming women can be heard in the background.
<OOC> Joel says, "It's a racial flaw of the Sexy Mofo. Liane fainting, 1 pt flaw. Women screaming in the background all the time, 3 pt flaw."
<OOC> Gareth snorts.
<OOC> Liane says, "His sexy aura all but one of my intelligence dice!"
<OOC> Joel says, "Lol wat?"
<OOC> Liane says, "STEALS. See? Can't type I!"
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