Name
Reed Norman
Age
21
Appearance
Reed looks like a typical smart rich kid, always dressed in a shirt and tie, trying his hardest to make himself look as above people as possible. He has short and scruffy hair and is almost always adorned with a thin coat of stubble on his cheeks. He needs glasses, always small and with black thin frames that seem to always only just be holding on to the edge of his nose. He has bright green eyes that seem to constantly be looking around and taking in the minor details; the way someone reacts when they lie, the position of their lips when they receive bad news and all the slight mannerisms of a person. He has a thin scar that mars the skin on his neck, making a full circle around his throat. He hates talking about that scar. He is Caucasian, his family history not really one for mixing ethnicities in the blood. He is rather tall, standing at about 6’2 the last time he checked. He is rather lean, a product of days of not eating rather than training. He has a constant air of dishevelment about him and has the unique skill of making tailored suits look slightly off when he wears them. Maybe it’s the tie too loose or the slight bend in his posture from days at a time, hunched over working on his computer. Either way it makes him seem a lot more a approachable then when he has to be formal. In those situations, he can pull off the esteemed student with some effort on his part.
Personality
Reed is the typical nerd; persistently playing video games and he enjoys anime, cartoons and pop culture. He has occasionally spent days at a time in his room, raiding online and watching his shows. Despite this addiction, he is a very social and charismatic person…at least he thinks he is. He often riddles his speech with techno babble and jargon when he gets excited. His speech often picks up really quickly when he gets lost in a subject that he is excited about. His speech patterns and accent set him in a long line of British ancestry, a heritage he neither cares for nor does he want people to know. When formality is necessary, he can become the perfect gentleman.
Statement
Relationship: “The murdered girl? Hmm…Not really…saw her a few times around the school”
Alibi: “hmmm….that time…I was raiding. Yeah….you could check my internet usage and my voice chat logs if needed.”
Motive: “Why would I murder someone…My anger gets vented in my games…”
EDIT - Made some nicer style edits.