Newt

appearance

Newt has a build ideal for running and is built for stamina, being counted as one of the taller boys despite not being in the eldest age group. He may not have much bulk in terms of muscle, but he is leanly built and has enough strength in him to put up a good fight and to run at a fast pace for long hours. 

Though unfortunately despite the ideal build, Newt's physical abilities are put to waste due to his lame leg which makes him considerably slower than he ought to be (though he can still keep up with most of the boys in the Glade -with difficulty)

Newt's short dark blonde hair is generally well-kept but unfortunately is not immune from getting lined with grease and dirt after a long day of work about the Glade. His eyes are a very dark brown colour, almost appearing black in low-light. His facial features are generally quite soft and nothing really stands out as extraordinary or strange. His skin is a lightly tanned tone from long hours spent outdoors under the sun though often appears darker due to the almost permanent layer of dirt and grime coating him.

personality

Newt is generally viewed as one of the more supportive and approachable characters in the Glade. He has a very calm temperament and rarely loses his temper in stressful situations, always trying to find the more logical of solutions. He is generally very good at making sure that everyone stays in check and preventing fights and brawls from taking place.

As well as this, Newt also has many leadership qualities, making him ideal as Second-In-Command. He has a very logical way of thinking and is skilled at drawing up plans and tactics on the spot. He is also a very resourceful character, able to make the most out of whatever he is given.

Newt's main downfall, however, is his pride. Though whilst he is proud, he is very far from arrogant and self-centred. But instead Newt's wish for dignity and to live up to what he expects of himself is so strong that it means he will often keep troubling thoughts to himself which can build up to the point to which he goes to such lengths that he even attempted suicide whilst he was in the Maze.

Newt often weighs himself down with responsibility and doesn't always give himself the time and space he needs- often leaving him overly stressed or tired which can sometimes factor into how he acts and his decisions.

history

Newt, like the others can only grasp at the very blurred glimpses of his past- the faceless figures he knows are his parents, a sister and a dog but can never remember again.

He was taken in by WICKED at a young age, being a boy very talented and wise, though unlike the bulk of WICKED's other subjects, Newt was not immune to the Flare and from day one he was to be a control- his life valueless in the scheme of things other than to make sure that the experiment worked and destined to die by the end of all this.

He was one of the original Gladers alongside Minho, Alby and a few others and it took very little time for the boys to organise themselves and they had everything up and running within weeks.

Newt's physical fitness made him perfect for the role of a runner and alongside Minho, he would run the Maze everyday to try and find a way out. He also took on a very important role back in the Glade, helping Alby with many of the choices he had to make and just sort of fit perfectly in a position of command under Alby.

However as days turned to months in the Maze, Newt began to realise that there was no way out of this place and he began to see the Maze as some elaborate sick joke- meant to reduce the Gladers the put inside to nothing. And being unable to play along with the sick and twisted plans that whoever put them there had for him and watch his friends die, he decided to end it all quickly and so one day, when he and the Runners were to run the Maze, Newt climbed half-way up one of the walls and threw himself from it to end his life.

Though it wasn't to be as Newt only managed to damage his leg horrifically with the jump and had to wait to be rescued by the Gladers and had to bear the shame of telling his friends what he had attempted to do in the Maze. Though only a very small circle know of how Newt got his limp and they agreed to keep it secret from the others.

From then on, Newt's leg healed so he could walk and run but he would never be fit enough to run the Maze again and so his skills were employed in the Glades and he worked to help the greenies and keep things in order. He also spent quite a lot of time working with the track-hoes when he had nothing else to do.

And so to this day, Newt remains one of the Glade's core members and works very hard to ensure that everyone is safe and well.  

roleplay sample

Taken from Quest for Middle Earth

Glorfindel had decided that this would be the last time he would leave Rivendell with his young recruits in the incapable hands of the rest of Rivendell. And whilst this must have been the umpteenth time that Glorfindel had read over the list of weapons in need of repair, he just could not understand how they could have broken the heads off forty arrow heads in a single week.



One. Single. Week.



Glorfindel would have considered forty broken arrow heads in an entire year to be poor. But this was completely beyond the Elf-Lord. And during the countless hours Glorfindel had spent counting and checking to make sure there had been no mistakes in the arithmetic behind the figure he had been given, Glorfindel had only been able to think up of two possible scenarios in which may have resulted in such a waste of arrows; either someone had given Lindir a bow and forty arrows or his recruits had been carrying out their target practice against rocks- and if that was the case, Glorfindel would have still been disappointed at how little they had practised in his absence.



But whatever the reason behind the figure Glorfindel had been given, it annoyed Glorfindel most of all that the paperwork to complete for replacing and repairing broken weaponry and armour had been left at Glorfindel's desk- as though they had thought that after his visit to Lindon, Glorfindel must have missed his paperwork so much that they had decided to leave it blank especially, just for him to fill out.



Glorfindel had briefly considered crumpling his papers slightly and tearing a couple of the sheets here and there and then placing his paperwork in a box and leaving it in a corridor. And at some stage Erestor could find and adopt the paperwork, nurse it back to health and then sort it all out for him. But Glorfindel was not entirely certain that he trusted anyone in Rivendell to organise anything within Rivendell's guard ever again and so he had held onto the paperwork.



The only trouble was that writing requests, orders and complaints was such a lengthy and dreary task that Glorfindel never appeared to be in the mood to do any of it. Hence why his chambers were filled with various stacks of reports, reviews, letters and all sorts littered around the floor of his room. The Elf-Lord had given up all hope of remembering what he had and hadn't read and so was quick to make the assumption that someone would speak to him if there was a desperately urgent matter that required Glorfindel's wisdom, skill or charm. It was a sight that might make Erestor sick, but Glorfindel himself was in no rush to clear and organise his room and in all honesty, he did not particularly mind the mess at all.



And like most days, Glorfindel was in no mood for paperwork. If only there were something that could get him out of having to do any work...



As though his prayer for a distraction had been heard by Varda herself, the footsteps that had passed his chambers several times now sounded again. Glorfindel knew for certain that the footsteps did not belong to any of the Elves, the footsteps were far too heavy for that and by the sound of it, the person who kept passing by had thick, heavy boots which led Glorfindel to the conclusion that it was most definitely a Dwarf outside his door. And yet the footsteps were different from others of his kind for it would seem that this Dwarf was far lighter on his feet than most of his kind who seemed to enjoy stomping as loud as they physically could from one place to another. And whilst Glorfindel had deduced all of this after hearing the Dwarf pass by his chamber for the first time, he still listened intently as sound grew louder.



For whilst the number of times Glorfindel had heard the same footsteps would indicate to him that the Dwarf was lost, the pace and rhythm at which the Dwarf walked suggested that the Dwarf knew exactly where he was going. And curiosity was beginning to get the better of Glorfindel as he wandered whether it was possible that this Dwarf was getting himself lost on purpose. Or whether he just enjoyed walking in circles around Rivendell.



As the footsteps fell silent but a few feet from his door, Glorfindel gave in to his curiosity and picked himself up from out of his chair and opening the door slightly, Glorfindel peered out into the corridor only to have to stop himself from laughing as soon as he laid eyes on the Dwarf.



It was Kili!



Glorfindel knew none of the Dwarves personally, but he had already heard much about Thorin's youngest nephew in the short space of time they had been in Rivendell. Kili was the beardless Dwarf that had apparently been flirting with quite a number of Elves at the feast that evening- and according to Lindir, not all of them necessarily female either. In fact there had been so much said about Kili that Glorfindel had been meaning to meet this famous young Dwarf for himself at some stage!



Thankfully, Kili had been so transfixed by the carving, he had not yet seen Glorfindel and so the Elf quickly composed himself before stepping out into the corridor.



"I see you've taken great interest in Gildor's carving depicting Erestor's mother, Master Dwarf. Are you fond of woodcarving yourself?" Glorfindel said in a bright tone as he smiled down at Kili.

ooc section

name/alias: Varda
your age: 18
do you have other characters here? Nope
how long have you been roleplaying? 6 years now

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