Ianto Jones- Audition
Aug 30, 2012 3:34:34 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2012 3:34:34 GMT -5
Canon
Name: Ianto Jones
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Occupation: 'Tea Boy' of Torchwood 3
Physical Description: Ianto is 6' with pale skin, dark brown hair, and sapphire eyes with flecks of grey. With no visible scars or tattoos it is hard to read into him more than what he portrays. Usually wears well tailored suits unless alone or in a more relaxed setting. Will wear faded jeans and comfortable shirts when this occurs.
Personality: Whether by nature or nurture Ianto is quiet, distant, and reserved. He has a hard time opening up to others but once he lets someone in he reveals a very passionate individual who is loyal to a fault. Usually has some difficulties expressing emotions but once control has been lost over them the outbursts are always intense; causing him to be very repentant after. He has come out of his shell considerably with Jack and his team, showing quick wit and a often sarcastic sense of humor.
History: Born August 19th in Cardiff. Stories about his family life and childhood show a discrepancy between himself and his sister’s take. Although talented he was not an exceptionally gifted student, leaving home shortly after his father’s death to attend college. Ianto kept quiet and to himself, never having a criminal record except for a minor conviction for shoplifting when he was a teenager. After taking a series of temporary jobs ended up a Junior Researcher for Torchwood One. On good, if not distant, terms with his sister and her family. After some insistence and convincing of Captain Jack Harkness Ianto became the support staff (aka tea boy) of Torchwood Three. Though not exactly one of his duties also keeps a detailed diary of rift activity, along with personal information.
Additional medical information: Ianto shows signs of PTSD from what had occurred at Canary Wharf, usually appearing in lapses in speech when it is brought up and a slight twitch before continuing to speak (will also change the topic as quickly as possible).
Role Play Sample:
Just another day in the life. Ianto couldn’t help but smile to himself. So much to be done, so little time to finish, and it was definitely going to be a late night. At least Jack would stick around to help and-
“How’s it going, Eye Candy?”
Ianto stiffened noticeably at the voice. The one person he would have preferred never to have to deal with again. The Welshman’s grip tightened on the bag of bagels and carrier of coffee he had just been on the way to deliver to the hub. For the briefest of moments Ianto hoped he had been imagining things. He pivoted quickly to find himself uncomfortably close to John Hart. Nope. He was really standing behind him.
Well, that was bloody brilliant.
John pegged Ianto with a look that would have been charming if he didn’t know exactly what the other man was like. “Jack with you?”
“Does it look like Jack is with me?” Ianto retorted, not even bothering to hide his annoyance. He could have cared less if Hart was armed to the teeth, he wasn’t going to deal with him and neither was Jack.
“Ooh, feisty.” John broke into a wide grin. “No need to get upset, Eye Candy. I was just asking.”
“I have a name.” The deadpan of the long vowels only seemed to bring John more amusement. Not wanting to give other man a chance to respond any further Ianto turned to leave, stalking off in a considerably worse mood than he had been.
“Catch you later, Eye Candy.”
The hell he would.
Name: Ianto Jones
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Occupation: 'Tea Boy' of Torchwood 3
Physical Description: Ianto is 6' with pale skin, dark brown hair, and sapphire eyes with flecks of grey. With no visible scars or tattoos it is hard to read into him more than what he portrays. Usually wears well tailored suits unless alone or in a more relaxed setting. Will wear faded jeans and comfortable shirts when this occurs.
Personality: Whether by nature or nurture Ianto is quiet, distant, and reserved. He has a hard time opening up to others but once he lets someone in he reveals a very passionate individual who is loyal to a fault. Usually has some difficulties expressing emotions but once control has been lost over them the outbursts are always intense; causing him to be very repentant after. He has come out of his shell considerably with Jack and his team, showing quick wit and a often sarcastic sense of humor.
History: Born August 19th in Cardiff. Stories about his family life and childhood show a discrepancy between himself and his sister’s take. Although talented he was not an exceptionally gifted student, leaving home shortly after his father’s death to attend college. Ianto kept quiet and to himself, never having a criminal record except for a minor conviction for shoplifting when he was a teenager. After taking a series of temporary jobs ended up a Junior Researcher for Torchwood One. On good, if not distant, terms with his sister and her family. After some insistence and convincing of Captain Jack Harkness Ianto became the support staff (aka tea boy) of Torchwood Three. Though not exactly one of his duties also keeps a detailed diary of rift activity, along with personal information.
Additional medical information: Ianto shows signs of PTSD from what had occurred at Canary Wharf, usually appearing in lapses in speech when it is brought up and a slight twitch before continuing to speak (will also change the topic as quickly as possible).
Role Play Sample:
Just another day in the life. Ianto couldn’t help but smile to himself. So much to be done, so little time to finish, and it was definitely going to be a late night. At least Jack would stick around to help and-
“How’s it going, Eye Candy?”
Ianto stiffened noticeably at the voice. The one person he would have preferred never to have to deal with again. The Welshman’s grip tightened on the bag of bagels and carrier of coffee he had just been on the way to deliver to the hub. For the briefest of moments Ianto hoped he had been imagining things. He pivoted quickly to find himself uncomfortably close to John Hart. Nope. He was really standing behind him.
Well, that was bloody brilliant.
John pegged Ianto with a look that would have been charming if he didn’t know exactly what the other man was like. “Jack with you?”
“Does it look like Jack is with me?” Ianto retorted, not even bothering to hide his annoyance. He could have cared less if Hart was armed to the teeth, he wasn’t going to deal with him and neither was Jack.
“Ooh, feisty.” John broke into a wide grin. “No need to get upset, Eye Candy. I was just asking.”
“I have a name.” The deadpan of the long vowels only seemed to bring John more amusement. Not wanting to give other man a chance to respond any further Ianto turned to leave, stalking off in a considerably worse mood than he had been.
“Catch you later, Eye Candy.”
The hell he would.
