Richard Alfred Gades

NICKNAME Rich & Richie
BIRTHDAY 3/05
AGE 25
GENDER male
SEXUALITY heterosexual

MEMBER GROUP gifted
GIFT Emits an intoxicating aroma from his pores constantly that draws either gender closer, to much inhalation can lead to unconsciousness.

FACE CLAIM Janice Fronimakis

likes: Richard loves being pretty damn fine and still loves to gel his hair, just because the world ended doesn't mean he can still look good. He enjoys spending most of his time raiding stores and houses, looking for clothes and toiletries. One would believe how much is lying about now that 90% of the population is gone. Looking good tell his last breath is a must.

dislikes: The lack of pretty girls left in the world. How dirty everythings become, would it kill someone to clean up a little. Being in combat is a big no no, he's gift give him no combative advantage if his aggressor can't smell then he's out of luck. Actually he just hates people who can't smell him. Having to hide himself from Berserkers, it a pain. He hates to have his ego injured, as big as it is, it's easy to bruise and he doesn't take to kindly to it. He doesn't enjoy when people don't fawn over him.

personality:
Self centered and egotistical are probably the first two words you think of once you meet him. And there's not much more to him past the surface. He only lost his entire family, what little friends he had and now relies on a coping mechanism

of not getting to close to anyone.

history:

Before the Plague

Richard was a normal heartbreaker. Running through girls and the occasional boy like they were going out of style. It was all a game to him, finding love wasn't a problem for him, but it wasn't the question either. Sex was both the question and the answer. An easy life style for one blessed by both charming looks and an intoxicating aroma. 

"Richie can I get you anything else, baby?" One of the girls offered, all husky voiced and full lips. She was a random girl he'd picked up at the last club he'd stopped at. He didn't bother to learn her name there were always a rotating around him. 

He had everything handed to his on a silver platter, and he couldn't imagine it any other way. 
  
But sometimes things happen that you can't imagine. 

During the Plague

When  chaos began to break out Richard wasn't home he wasn't near the city. He was staying at a hotel resort out in the woods doing a photo shoot for a magazine. When news came of the plague, they stayed there for a while, blindly hoping to wait it out. But some how it was introduced into the resort population when Richard didn't get sick he knew something was up. 

After the Plague

He now spend his time trying to seduce anyone who doesn't try to kill him first. His world didn't change as much as some may think, his looks still helped him achieve most of his goals. Now he spends his time looking dapper while attacking anything with legs, though he tends to be partial to females. His lack of visual gifted features allows him a partially calmer life, the berserkers will still attack if he is caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, but he camouflages easier than some gifted. 

Kasha

I'm Kasha! Isn't that so exciting! I think it's super exciting.
I'm 17, yay and I am a senior, so close to being done with that stupid thing called school.
I've been roleplaying for six or seven or eight years. Don't really remember. But it's safe to say, I know the ropes.
My time zone is Eastern Standard Time (EST -5)