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APPLICATIONS.

APPLICATIONS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED.

Applications open on July 24 at 12:01AM EST. Please post your applications on this page!

You may app up to two characters per round. The total amount of characters you may have at this time is four. You may have two characters from the same canon, however these characters can not have met or will have no reason to do so in the future. We will decide this on a case-by-case basis.

Reserves are not a requirement. However, a reserve is an excellent way to state your intentions and to give us a heads up to research your canon and character so that we can process it faster.

If you are asked for revisions, then you have seventy-two hours to reply to the comment with what we have asked.

If you would like details on a rejection then you may PM the mod account or reply to the comment and we will be as detailed as possible.

_________applications.

ooc info;
Name: (Your online handle.)
Age: (Your age. Unfortunately, players below the age of 16 are not allowed.)
Ways to contact: (Email, AIM, Plurk, etc.)
Characters currently played: (List of characters currently played in the game. Character limit is currently 4.)

character info;
Character Name: (Your character's full name, in Western order. The characters may call themselves whatever they wish ICly, but for organization's sake we need this.)
Canon: (Name of your character's canon.)
Canon Link: (Link to your character's history/canon, i.e. wikipedia articles/informative fansites/etc.. If it's a particularly obscure canon with very little information available, you may write your own section to give us an overview of your character's history and world background.)
Canon Point: (The point from which your character is pulled i.e. chapter 500, just before the final battle, after confessing their eternal love, etc.)

Character Age: (Your character's age, or approximation thereof. Characters of all ages are allowed, though we request that if a character is under the age of 10, you fill out an additional section detailing their suitability for living in a post-apocalyptic world.)
Character Suitability: (For characters under the age of 10 only. We need to know why the Caretakers would think such a young child would be strong enough to survive a zombie-infested earth and help to rebuild the world.)

Personality: (The meat of the app. Tell to us your character's motivations, their likes and dislikes, strengths, weaknesses, relationships, and anything else you think is important in letting us know what makes them tick. A bunch of words doesn't always mean a good application, and we won't ask for an college essay, but we do require that this section be at least 350 words long, to show us you know what you're talking about and can elaborate appropriately.)

Powers & Abilities: (Briefly describe any supernatural powers or abilities your characters may have i.e. healing spells, super strength, teleportation. Their powers will, of course, be severely dampened upon arriving, but perhaps, if seen as worthy, they can wake up to find it more potent than before.)

Items on their Person: (List any items you character would have had with them upon being taken. Your character has to be holding or touching these items somehow for them to be brought with them. For example, items in the pockets of clothing or in a backpack will be brought along with you. Summoned weapons will also be brought, but they cannot be put back.)

samples;
ALL SAMPLES MUST BE SET IN THE GAME'S UNIVERSE.
First Person Sample: (This is to showcase your character's dialogue, so while you may use [bracket action] when needed, this should be at least 5 spoken sentences. Remember, a sentence has to have a subject and a verb. Monosyllabic sounds do not count toward the minimum. If you're having difficulty thinking up a sample, you may request a Q&A for this portion instead, where we will give you 5 questions to be answered ICly.)

Third Person Sample: (This is a prose portion, meant to showcase your character's thoughts and actions, as well as your own writing ability. Samples must be at least 300 words. Remember to use proper spelling, grammar, and paragraphs.)

Additional Information: (Questions, comments, and additional miscellaneous facts about your character may be added here!)




gained_a_level: ([ neutral ] a knife how quaint)

Re: REVISION REQUEST.

[personal profile] gained_a_level 2012-07-07 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Of course! I wasn't quite sure the extent of which to power him down, but whatever falls in line most with what you have in mind for the game works for me! :3
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Thor Odinson | Marvel Cinematic Universe | Not Reserved, Challenge

[personal profile] godofshawarma 2012-07-07 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
OOC Info;
Name: Jen
Age: 23
Ways to contact: AIM (Wuzzafuzzle), Plurk (Wuzzafuzzle)
Characters currently played: N/A

Character Info;
Character Name: Thor Odinson
Canon: Marvel Cinematic Universe (Earth-199999)
Canon Link: Thor (Film) | The Avengers (Film) | Thor Odinson (Earth 199999) | Thor Odinson (Earth 616)
Canon Point: Post-Avengers, just after activating the Tesseract to return to Asgard
Character Age: 1000+
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[personal profile] godofshawarma 2012-07-07 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
Personality:
Thor may seem very straight forward, but there's a lot of nuances, especially after is exile to Midgard to be taken into when looking at him. We'll first discuss how Thor is pre-exile seeing as that personality is the foundation that gets tempered to a more well rounded, balanced individual after his exile and subsequently, his time in The Avengers.

The first thing you'll notice about Thor is his overwhelming arrogance and pride. He struts around like he is the highest level of awesome the nine realms have ever seen and he's not exactly unjustified in that belief, but it does make him a prick. This will be lessened as he learns humility in exile, but it will still always be a present factor. At this time he does believe himself to be above mortals, not to the extreme Loki does, but just to the point of what Asgardian culture would have him believe. Thor will always rise to a challenge, no matter what it is. It's part of his pride as an Asgardian and as a warrior, even if it's so small as eat this entire box of poptarts without stopping to breathe. Stupid, yes, but partly he sees it as being in a good spirit of competition (and oh is he competitive, oh lordy is he) and partly as being a proud warrior, unafraid and unintimidated.

He's impatient and hot-blooded - quick to anger and quick to act rashly and extremely, do whatever he wants and damn the consequences. When the Jotuns sneak in to attempt a theft, he immediately wants to commit an act that would start a war over a minor incident. He starts proclaiming 'As King of Asgard', trying to through around title, but once shut down, he goes into a rage, flipping a table like a petulant child tossing around toys in a fit. He still goes along with the plan after some convincing and idea-planting on Loki's side, despite the better judgment warnings of his friends. So you can see there, that part of him is not a trait of Asgardian culture, it's a trait of Thor's spoiled prince self wanting to run after glory and revenge and domineering manliness in battle. And as a note: Thor is always combat ready. It's a huge part of his life to be, so even after his exile, he'll still always be ready for a fight - excited, even.

Stubborn and insistent, Thor is often very domineering of things. He'll swoop right on in and take something and swoop away because he needs it and you don't really need an explanation for that do you. That really never changes, even in The Avengers. He's not the best person to work with, because while his judgment might improve, his people skills don't really. When something goes badly or looks like it's going badly, it's I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN, not 'man i really hope I can stop this'. If someone is being a dick it's 'I will not allow you to do this' not 'I disagree with everything you are'. Allow is an important thing to note - Thor, likely more subconsciously - just believes himself to be in control of situations and have the final say on things, half because of his noble birth and half because, most of the time, if he wants something he's strong enough that no one will be stopping him to get it. There's a definite confidence in his abilities.

If you understand the concept of what a paladin is, you'll understand the ideal that Thor strives for in his demeanor and disposition. He attempts to be noble, upstanding, and absolute in how he does things. Partially it's for the glory of the ideal and partially its for the warrior's code he was raised with. The Norse gods are supposed to be something like armor weighted titans of noble and glorious battle, completely overwhelming in both strength and character and that's what he shoots for. His personality is an obnoxious level of strong and out there, valuing battle and glory and after that is achieved, loud and boisterous reveling and merry-making.

Energy, energy, energy, Thor is like the ADHD energizer bunny, and it sort of goes with the whole high energy lightning thing, but he has absolutely no shame in being bright eyed and bushy tailed and in everyone's face with it. He's loud, outspoken, incredibly restless and wears his emotions on his sleeve most often. If Thor is pissed, it'll be obvious. If he's happy, that'll be obvious too - and that's usually what he is - the bright smiling, winking prince of Asgard. When he pauses to think or seriously contemplate things is about the only time he's really muted - a silent kind of calm passing over him and a void expression. Pre-exile, he's shown to sit and pout when contemplating and isn't too prone to deep moments of thought and weighing of options, more self-centered about things and action, action, action. He's also quick to anger about things pre-exile - easily insulting friends and Loki when pissed and not offering an apology, just assuming he'll be forgiven and they'll understand.

He loves too easily, too openly, trusts people will treat him well because he's spoiled as all hell and trusts that he'll only be getting a slap on the wrist when he does something wrong - this changes after his exile and he learns that actions not only have consequences for himself but for others around him. He learns responsibility for what he does and how he acts.

Though he does have a genuine want to make his father proud, to serve his kingdom and to be a good, noble and fair king. At this point, however, he just has a very immature idea of how to go about that due to the manner in which he was raised and the effects of Asgardian war culture on him. He's a perfect warrior. He's not a perfect king.

Now that all makes him sound like a dick, right? Well he kind of was a dick before his time on Earth, so it works. So now that foundation is taken care of, we'll discuss in more detail how his exile changes him and in what ways, along with The Avengers.

After his exile to Earth, the more extreme parts of Thor personality become tempered, such as his arrogance, impatience and disregard for the havoc he causes as well as his belief that he's above those around him. He develops not only a love for humanity and their simplicity, their flaws, their honesty about it, but a philosophy of needing others, and that's what ultimately brings him to become a better ruler - this fact that you are not above the people you rule, but beside them. Serving them, even. When you fight, it is not a fight for you, it is a fight for the people you are protecting, not the glory or name of yourself and your kingdom, for the people within it and their interests and their safety. Having to depend on others while he was weak and mortal taught this to him, as well as the love for Jane Foster that he learned the value of sacrifice for and the admiration for humanity.

Thor is simple, not too intellectual, but more so that others think he is. Even post-exile, he's naive and idealistic about things, not understanding the issues that Loki has or the reason for his extreme actions. To Thor, things should be simple and direct, so he tends to think in that line of reasoning, not taking too incredibly long to come to decisions about things or overly worry about complications that aren't incredibly dire. In The Avengers, we see more of Thor having a deeper contemplation, having to deal with Loki, what to do with him, and what he's prepared to do with him. He wants to refuse that he's irredeemable, still telling people that they should have care for how they speak about him, even while he's locked in the other room for being crazy as hell and trying to murder everyone ever. The relationship between the two is fairly obvious, as Thor always attempts reasoning with him first before straight up attacking - Loki is not an enemy, he's his misguided brother that he needs to take home and fix and make all this better. The Avengers tests that greatly, and there's some moments you can see Thor seriously struggling with it in the face of what all Loki is doing, but it usually always ends with 'I am fucking pissed at you, but come on, we're going home now, I don't care how crazy you are.'

Still, despite this deep contemplation he gets into on the aircraft Avengers base, he still has moments of joking and laughing. He's got a good ol' boy kind of disposition of always being able to do this despite serious circumstances. It's an I'm In The Middle Of Stopping My Brother From Global Domination But Hey Let's Go Have Shawarma With Tony kind of thing. If that makes any sense.

So basically, what we have here is the story of Prick to Prince with a dash of Norse hilarity and extreme old noble paladin style beliefs of etiquette, behavior and disposition with about a large bucket's worth of sunshine in the happiness that sticks around him despite all this change he goes through and despite his crazy, crazy brother and the constant battle to get him back home.


Powers & Abilities:
Aesir :: As an Aesir, Thor is privy to a huge amount of superhuman abilities and traits. To name the majority, superhuman strength, agility, speed, stamina, denser tissue, invulnerability to a point, a regenerative healing factor at some points and extended longevity. Aesirs live for thousands and thousands of years, seeing as they were around for the time of the Norse pagan pantheon to develop based on them. He also possess a superhumanly dense tissue, so he can be slammed into my a semi truck and he's likely to just get back up and walk it off. He can, of course, be injured, but it takes a good amount to get him to that point. This can all be found in more detail on the Earth 199999 wiki page for Thor.

Warrior of Asgard :: Thor is a master combatant, raised for centuries upon centuries to be a warrior. The comics give much more detail on the vast array of battles he's fought in over the years, but he's developed a master level synchronicity with fighting with a hammer and alongside Sif, Loki and the Warriors Three, as seen in the battle at Jotunheim, as well as just in a team, as seen in the final battle of The Avengers. He's also capable of hand-to-hand combat, as per fighting the Hulk before he managed to summon Mjolnir, but there's no great manner of finesse to it, like Loki, perhaps.

God of Thunder :: Mjolnir offers Thor a wide range of things he can do, the most important of which is control lightning, thunder, and general storming - tornadoes and the like. He can summon it, absorb it and fire it elsewhere. It also grants him the ability to fly, as seen when he twirls the hammer around and then launches in upwards, holding on to the end of it. He can summon Mjolnir to himself and it holds an enchantment that it cannot be picked up by anyone but whomsoever is worthy of the power of Thor (generally only Thor or Captain America). So he can lie lay it on top of Loki and Loki will be pinned there until he can come back and pick it up. It's the best glorified paper weight ever. More details on this can also be found on the Earth 199999 wiki page for Thor.

Limitations :: So obviously a lot of this needs to be dampened, though I'm not sure how much should be taken out of the regular Aesir powers for strength and invulnerability, and would like to hear what the mods would prefer on that. As for the thunder and lightning veryveryfrightening bits that Mjolnir allows for, I was thinking this will be more like little mage-like casts for electric bolts rather than OMFG LIGHTNING STORM ALL UP DESTROYING ERRYTHANG and such. I'd love to get input from the mods on this as well.
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[personal profile] godofshawarma 2012-07-07 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
Items on their Person:
Asgardian Armor & outfit
Mjolnir

Samples;
First Person Sample: (I'm pretending he doesn't come in with Mjolnir for the point of making this sample work, just fyi)
[ The feed opens on the very close, too close, face of Thor Odinson, blinking from the camera to the picture on the screen and back up to the camera. ] Fascinating mortal bauble... [ There might have been a little bit of glee in that. But anywho, on to business. He coughs, like he wasn't just completely caught eyeing the phone like a five year old in a toy store, and continues, voice proud and slightly booming. ]

I know not this term 'zombie' the Midgardians have coined, yet I know of the shambling undead and while I cannot surmise how they have made it to this realm from the shadows of Hel, the threat shall be no less tolerated. On my word, friends, you have the hammer of Thor at your aid.

As for what is stated in these documents, 'What To Do If You Aren't Real'... [ A soft chuckle leaves him, a grin slipping to his lips as eyebrows raise ] It is hardly the first time Midgardians have told tales of us and certain not to be the last, though the accuracy of the record is... ineffable. [ Perhaps a little disturbingly so, down to private conversations with Loki, Odin, and Jane. He takes a moment to clear his throat. ] Still, it matters not. While flattered your people would go to such lengths to glorify us in legend still, it is unnecessary. As Prince of Asgard and sworn Guardian of Midgard, I am bound by honor to assist in this task you've summoned me forth for, and will proudly do so.

Which I shall get to as soon as a proper weapon be found. As it is, I have found only this in my arrival package. [ And here Thor looks severely unimpressed as he holds up a goddamn shotgun. ] How I am expect to defend the people with metal tubing and a collection of small beads, I cannot say. [ looks like he's taken apart one of the shells to inspect it, too, but either way he's clearly not happy with this outcome as he tosses the gun and disassembled shell back into the duffle bag unceremoniously. ] Should one find themselves in possession of a hammer, ax or sword, I would wish a trade.


Third Person Sample:
Thor had fought frost giants, massive mystic beasts only held in Midgardian legend, he'd fought legions, fought wave after wave and decimated armies with Mjolnir at his hand, but he would not be able to tell the difference that day. The swarms came and went - always something to call them, set them off. A light left on too bright, a misfired weapon, an argument too loud. It wouldn't matter at that point, not with him past the rest, in the middle of the funnel created by the break in the barricade they'd set, those capable of longer range behind, picking off any that came through and attempting to thin the crowd. Thor had the misfortune of a weapon that required him to be up close and personal, but he would not complain - he would take his station with pride and valor and he would defend the point, hold the line, until someone could clog that whole in the defense. The people behind him counted on him to, and the people farther still inside - those not capable of fighting like this - civilians, friends, companions needed him to hold them until a patch could be made.

A roar of a cry ripped from his throat as Mjolnir slammed into the side of one of the grotesque undead's head, knocking the thing back into the throng, hopefully not to rise again. He didn't have time to check - onto the next. It's not a battle for glory or reputation, not in the name of honoring Asgard or earning a place in Valhalla. It's dirty, perverse, wrong - it's a battle for mere survival. If they make it, it will be by the skin of their teeth, clawing their way on a driving notion of self-preservation - the screaming need to live. And a couple weeks later? The same. Another rotted corpse slammed back to the masses and Thor's head whipped to check the sides of the barricade, seeing another abomination crawling along one side of it, raising up below were one of the long ranged fighters stood. Senses screaming urgency, he called to him, focus split between the legion and the warning shouted.

"Archer! They come to your left!" The man didn't appear to hear over the rabble and his own mind's panic. A gritting of the Thunder God's teeth and he called again, hoarse and gruff - soreness the least of his worries at the moment. "Archer!"

He wouldn't hear him. Not now, not during the desperate struggle to defend the broken point. If left unchecked, if another point would be broken, it would be the end of them. You cannot fight a war on two fronts, and Aesir as he was, there Thor was merely a man with a particularly hard swing, nothing more. An curse spoken in an ancient lilt was lost in the static roar of screeches and groans of battle, and power thrummed around the once-god, pulling electricity to himself, and it expelled - not nearly what it should be, what it could have been, but enough to grant him room to send Mjolnir sailing at the enemy encroaching on the archer, slamming it away and off the barricade.

But it wouldn't be enough - enough to save one, but not two.

Hand still held out to recieve Mjolnir as it boomeranged back, his skin nearly crawled and time seemed to freeze as he felt grubby, blood encrusted, dirty matted hands with jagged nails wrap around an arm and it would be in a kind of paralyzed horror as time seemed to drip by like molasses, that a sharp pierce of teeth sinking in came to him, followed by a ripping that pulled up an intense burn and unease with it, a sickening pull of muscle being torn as the teeth drag. And as slow as time had been in that moment, an instant later it sped - hammer in hand and the offending ghoul already beaten to a pulp along with several around it before Thor could spare a moment to glance at the wound.

A cold chill traveled up his spine, scratching and jarring each vertebra on the way, and it was like a hand around his throat as the realization of infection set in. Even should he fight off the lot, should the barricade be mended, should the horde be thinned to nothing, Thor would not survive this battle. Not now. He was only allotted a fraction of a second to make the decision - he would defend. He would protect. There would be no retreat to die slowly and change in something heinous. Another roar, like the one before but with a pitch of abandon to it, came pulled from the man as lightening surged in a compact web around Mjolnir and he threw himself full at the crowd, unconcerned for the danger of a scratch or bite any longer, there was only the spirit of a warrior of Asgard in it. A true warrior of Asgard - not the naivety he'd had before in thinking that glory in battle was merely waging war and getting the highest death count, but of a man possessed with the burning need to serve his purpose, to bring an iron fisted finality to end the conflict, to preserve those that needed him to stand between them and the oncoming forces.

He would be that heavy, absolute, protecting wall, and should he still live after that, he would walk into the wastes and hunt what he could until overwhelmed or unable to go on. I death truly worthy of Valhalla.


Additional Information: Aside from looking for help with power dampening, nothing :3 hihi
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Nick Fury • Marvel 616 (RESERVED)

[personal profile] birdplane 2012-07-08 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
OOC Info;
Name: Yami / [personal profile] birdplane
Age: 21
Ways to contact: kefkanight@gmail.com, undeadyami on plurk, my AIM is kaizokuyacchan but I really don’t use it. Like I never use it.
Characters currently played: n/a

Character Info;
Character Name: Colonel Nicholas Joseph Fury
Canon: Marvel 616 (main comics continuity)
Canon Link: Fury at Marvel wikia! Also, this site has the most in-depth history I've found. It drops off prior to the Secret Invasion plotline, however, so here's the rest...


While in hiding, Fury had reinitiated contact with Contessa, and later, learned that SHIELD had planned on using her to extract secrets from him and kill him. Killing her first, she was revealed to be a Skrull and reverted to her Skrull body. Using old contacts, he then recruited Spider-Woman to act as a triple agent for him, SHIELD and HYDRA. What Fury didn’t account for was Spider-Woman being replaced by the Skrull Queen shortly after her initial recruitment. Planning for further contengencies, Fury had Daisy Johnson recruit a team of superpowered teenagers known to SHIELD’s records. Among those teenagers were Phobos (Alex Aaron), Yo-Yo Rodriguez and others who would eventually become part of Fury’s “Secret Warriors” or White Team. Fury’s team assisted in the big battle at Times Square against the Skrull Queen’s army and also teamed up with the Young Avengers, and Avengers Initiative (other teenybopper teams) during other altercations. Contessa and Dum Dum sought Fury out after their rescue (both had been replaced by Skrulls), but he had no idea how to deal with his former friends and quickly went into hiding again with his new team of youngsters.

Following the Skrull Invasion, Norman Osborn assumed power and disbanded SHIELD, reforming it as HAMMER. The two were essentially the same organization, though HAMMER’s actions and motivations were far more sinister and corrupt (as was everything involved in Dark Reign). Using his White Team (or Secret Warriors) Fury began attacking HAMMER bases only to discover that SHIELD had apparently been one of the puppet arms of HYDRA for its entire existence.

While that wasn’t entirely true, the revelation sent Fury into a frenzy. With Daisy Johnson in command of the White Team, Fury instructed them to combat HAMMER and HYDRA on various fronts. During this time, he also formed two other independent teams and contacted the remains of his old Howling Commandos turn SHIELD agents for help. Fury’s connections became increasingly valued and in the new, darker environment of the Marvel U, his past manipulations of various members of the superhuman community seemed to matter less. Mikel even agrees to assist his father and act as commander of the Grey Team, with Alexander Pierce (another former SHIELD agent) heading up a second caterpillar team similar to Daisy’s. During this time, Fury also contacted Contessa again and the two resumed a flirtation that was reminiscent of their previous relationship. However, after several communications and monitoring of HYDRA’s activities, it became apparently that Contessa wasn’t quite what she seemed.

Eventually, it was revealed that Contessa had, at some point, become the HYDRA leader known as Madam Hydra and had been aiding their organization, feeding them secrets from SHIELD and Fury himself. Fury was heartbroken by the betrayed but refused to show it. Instead, he brooded and quietly judged Daisy’s budding relationship with JT, another member of her team.

Eventually JT sold the White Team and Fury out to HYDRA, and also began feeding them secrets, most importantly that of the White Teams attack on HYDRA’s largest base. The information and HYDRA’s ability to prepare for the attack cost Alex Aaron (Phobos, the 13 year old son of Ares) his life, and in the chaos, Fury allowed JT to die in retribution. Fury showed Daisy photo evidence of JT’s betrayal, but she couldn’t take it and the White Team was disbanded soon after.

Contessa resurfaced again, this time as an agent of Leviathan. Leviathan and HYDRA began an open war, with Fury’s efforts more or less lost in the crossfire. Many of the remaining Howling Commandos died while caught in a large scale altercation with HYDRA, although they were able to effectively cripple the organizations infrastructure. HYDRA splintered, forming two groups. One led by Baron Strucker and another by Kraken and Viper who had assumed the identity of Madam Hydra. In another tragedy, Fury’s the entirety of Mikel’s team were also killed in a mission. The mission was a success, but the loss proved too much. Heartbroken at the loss of his son and still brooding over Contessa’s recent betrayal, Fury allowed himself to be captured by Kraken’s division of HYDRA.

Also captured by Kraken, Strucker and Fury found themselves locked (and tied to chairs) in a room together. Strucker gloated, remarking that even though they were both dead men, he’d still taken everything that Fury loved and thus won. Fury didn’t really comment, and when Kraken returned revealed that actually, no, he was good. (Drum roll please…) Kraken was actually Jake Fury, Nick’s brother who was long believed to be the dead villain Scorpio. In fact, Jake Fury had been replaced by an LMD which became Scorpio, while Jake himself had remained loyal to Fury and SHIELD. Through this infiltration, Nick, Jake, and a SHIELD technician were able to feed information to HYDRA, prompting all of their computer systems to feed information to SHIELD. In effect, HYDRA had believed SHIELD to be the puppet organization, but the reverse was actually true. Nick executed Strucker, shooting him in the head (repeatedly. Like really, why repeatedly.) effectively destroying HYDRA. Meanwhile, just as HYDRA’s computers systems were based off of SHIELD’s Leviathan’s were based off of HYDRA’s. As such, the same failsafe that Nick and Jake had originally planned for HYDRA were in place for Leviathan. Using them, Nick and Jake destroyed Leviathan for once and for all. (Maybe. Comics, folks.)

Fury left, and on instructions from his brother, Jake left to recollect Daisy Johnson and Sebastian Druid. Daisy was placed in charge of a training facility for potential SHIELD agents, manned by what remained of Fury’s teams and the Howling Commandos. Meanwhile, in an effort to lure Fury out, Contessa allowed herself to be captured by Interpol.

The two talked and rekindled something or another and Fury more or less made up his mind to bust her out. Returning stateside, he discussed the recent HYDRA/Leviathan drama with Captain America and the two came to an understanding. Fury promised to never try something so risky again, and Cap promised to take him out if he ever did. After that, Fury returned to Europe, presumably to free Contessa.

Canon Point: Following Secret Warriors #28, prior to busting Contessa our of Interpol.

Character Age: Old as dirt. Nick Fury was a sergeant in WWII. I put him as being around 93 as of SW #28 (2011), but comic book ages being what they are, that could be slightly off. The important thing is that he was around as an adult in WWII, but doesn’t really age normally. Physically, he looks to be in his late-50s. Also due to comic books, though, he’s in amazing shape. While he might complain about being an old man sometimes, 90% of the time he’s just as capable as any of them youngin’s.
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[personal profile] birdplane 2012-07-08 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Character Suitability: n/a
Personality: Nick Fury does what he wants.

No, not really. But he may have a bit of a messiah complex.

At his point, Fury believed himself to be the “one man” who could turn the tide in the battle against HYDRA and Norman Osborn. He had to trust in his abilities and in his ragtag team when it seemed like everyone else had lost faith and sold out. Despite their lack of training and maturity, he had to cultivate them as actual agents and put them into difficult situations, probably before they were really ready for them. He didn’t take the ricks lightly, but someone had to do it and better it be them because then he could at least guarantee that the job would get done.

He has a knack (either purposefully cultivated over time, or just a natural talent) for planning and manipulation. It served him well through his SHIELD career and continued to assist with his team. To Nick Fury, everyone is a tool meant to be used. He can like someone, hell he can even love someone but that will not stop him from manipulating them to further his goals. He doesn’t view this as a betrayal, he views it as hyper-practicality. His loved ones and friends are by and large SHIELD agents. They’re already putting themselves at risk, he’s just making them more useful even if they’re entirely unaware how.
Contessa noted this , and called him on it. Surprisingly enough, after the initial sting of her betrayal he got over it, illustrating that he’s not unaware that he can be manipulated as well.

At many points in Fury’s narrative, they’ve introduced the concept of being a “man out of time”. While Fury doesn’t revel in the misty-eyed memories of the America of his youth like Captain America might, he definitely has a certain jaded take on the spy games thing. That same manipulation that he’s so good at makes it hard for him to connect with people the same way he did as a young man in the army. As such, Dum Dum Dugan and Gabe Jones remain his two closest friends. He probably can’t make anymore like them, even if you take the fact that they served together out of the equation. I’d hazard to say that Fury is so trained to see people as tools, he can’t unsee them that way, to a point.

Which isn’t to say that they’re the only people he cares for. Nick cares deeply about Daisy and Mikel. He views them both as his family. He kills JT to protect Daisy, not just out of revenge for Alex, and he basically kills Strucker over Mikel. However, they still fall under the category of people who put themselves on the line, and thus are still open for manipulation and use in the spy games. That’s just the reality in which Nick Fury chooses to exist.

On the surface, he’s gruff, demanding, kind of a hard ass and not uncommonly described as a “motherfucker”. None of those things are probably surprising in someone trained to be the biggest superspy in a world with people like the Red Skull, and Doctor Doom. Still, they’re worth noting if only for the fact that Fury really doesn’t care how he comes off. Much like his attitude with the manipulation, he views it as something people can either choose to accept or not. Either way it’s not like he’s going to change anything.



Powers & Abilities: In the Marvel Univers, there’s this stuff called Infinity Serum. It has the ability to slow aging to almost imperceptible levels and decrease the progression of wounds or diseases. Depending on who you ask (or who’s writing the book) it also has some healing properties on its own, completely independent of it’s “time stopping” sort of capabilities. Nick Fury was given the Infinity Serum following a particularly bad injury. He continued to use it and eventually became dependent on it. He used (and arguably abused) the drug so much that eventually, he didn’t need it any more. His blood had started producing it, or mimicking it entirely on its own. As such, Fury doesn’t really age. Or if he does, he does it very slowly.

Items on their Person: Fury would be wearing what was considered a SHIELD uniform and a typical trench coat looking thing. Within the uniform and coat are keys to a flying car that’s been left back in the world of 616, a Cuban cigar, a small caliber handgun, and limited ammunition for said handgun.

Samples;
First Person Sample:

[The feed clicks on to someone sighing heavily. It’s not a bored sigh, or an annoyed sigh. If anything it seems resigned. And if it’s not possible to enfir so much from a sigh alone, the gruff, matter-of-fact tone that quickly follows helps out a bit.]

There’s a pretty high amount of information on my life that’s public record if the right parties are interested. It’s not somethin’ I take lightly, but it’s there. Most governments on the planet have records on me, hell, ‘pretty sure I’m still on the president’s list of highly dangerous domestic targets.

[There’s the sound of pacing and rustling, it echoes and reverberates in the mostly empty room.]

So you boys will have to understand why, while I’m impressed by the effort you went to cookin’ up all this fictional character bullshit, I’m not about to accept it right off the bat. The comics were a nice touch, though. I might wanna keep a few, if it’s all the same. But seeing as how I got a date, and you probably want somethin’ I’m not willing to tell a microphone, what say we discuss this whole thing man to man?

[There’s a pause, and when he speaks again, Nick’s voice has a little more edge to it.]

Believe me, son, better we meet on your terms than you make me come to you.

[And with that ominous note, the transmission ends]
Third Person Sample:

If Nick were being completely honest with himself, the things bothered him. He was used to the grizzly and gruesome, but there was nothing quite like seeing rotted flesh animated and coming at you. The Nazi’s had tried it once or twice with limited success and every time it had made his stomach turn. People like Strange were a special brand of heartless, the way they could deal with death presenting itself so openly like that.

He clutched the gun a little tighter than he probably meant to, thoughts of the creature he was trying to avoid mingling with his training, and the recent Leviathan creatures. Hadn’t they been trying to reanimate soldiers? Maybe this was their game.

It made a play for him, and he ducked behind a half collapsed doorway. The ruins made for an interesting field with equality interesting cover. The lack of security probably shouldn’t have been so upsetting, but it was what it was, and Nick’s sometimes had trouble separating his training from a growing sense of paranoia that this recent abduction was in no way going to help alleviate.

For its part, the creature apparently wasn’t that bright and seemed to have lost him, at least momentarily. Pausing in its inhuman gait, it twisted its head around, searching for him while he watched from his shelter behind the rotted out building. The stench of sweat and death hung in the air around them, and Fury was again reminded of the war. If this was Leviathan, he’d have to remember to thank them for the trips down memory lane special after he found a way out.

Finally, after a good five minutes of the creature eying the sky, and Fury trying to avoid breathing too deep or heavy, seemed to give in, resuming its shuffle down the path he’d been walking prior to the assault. Stepping out from his shelter enough to aim, he emptied half a round into the things head, watching as it fell and shook once. Twice. Done.

No, on closer inspection, he could safely say this was not a typical interrogation abduction. Not at all.

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David 8 | Prometheus | challenge reserve

[personal profile] doesntmind 2012-07-09 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
OOC Info;
Name: Ryu
Age: 26
Ways to contact: [plurk.com profile] instrumentality; what.it.seems(at)gmail.com
Characters currently played: None.

Character Info;
Character Name: David 8
Canon: Prometheus
Canon Link: Prometheus, David 8
Canon Point: From the end of the film.
Character Age: Unspecified, but looks, sounds and (mostly) acts like he's near 35. David is a robot, and as such doesn't age. Furthermore, as only one of a whole line of models exactly like him, it's hard to estimate when this particular David 8 unit was produced. But since he's a top of the line prototype model, it's a safe bet that David is actually somewhere under 5 years old. There's no canon indication of how long he's been activated, but it'd have to be at least 2 years.
Character Suitability: David is technically under the age of 10, but his intellectual and emotional maturity rate much older. In fact, he was even advertised as suitable for situations that humans would find emotionally or mentally distressing.
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Personality

[personal profile] doesntmind 2012-07-09 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Personality: David's outward demeanor is defined partially by his programming, and partially through imitation. The first major influence at work is the standard personality written into every David unit, which emphasizes being helpful, subservient and nonthreatening. As such, David is soft spoken, polite, and gracious. It's often a thinly stretched projection, but one that works in tandem with the behaviors that David has picked up independently. A lot of his immediately noticeable idiosyncrasies are the result of his preoccupation with the film Lawrence of Arabia and its star. David's speech pattern and undercurrent of proud humor are echoes of Peter O'Toole's Lawrence, and they are not aspects that come naturally or without effort. David watches it on repeat like a child, but like a computer he also studies all the technical aspects of his lookalike. He does an admirable impression of the character.

David's interest in Lawrence of Arabia goes beyond simply tailoring himself after the hero, and it reaches deeper than Weyland's implied enjoyment of the story. David identifies heavily with the themes of being an individual who is so strikingly different from the people surrounding him. Lawrence goes on to become the most important person in this setting, despite being a foreigner. He is adored and immediately appreciated and loved for his genius. In this respect, David's interest in T. E. Lawrence is a classic power fantasy, which is a bit unusual for a robot but makes perfect sense considering David's issues. The early ideas in the movie would satisfy his feelings of isolation, and his craving for not only acceptance, but appreciation.

However, that isn't the end of it. Lawrence as a character is a much more complicated hero than that, considering that he doesn't win. Not historically, and not in the film either. Lawrence suffers greatly, is abused, and loses control over himself and his emotions. This contrasts sharply with David, who must behave in a controlled manner at all times, regardless of his own feelings. There is a particular scene near the third act where Lawrence has an emotional breakdown, wherein he laments that he will never belong in Arabia. Regardless of his love for it, or Arabia's love for him, he will never be part of it because he's white and English. He's restricted by the body he was born into. This scene has a few implied layers to it, but David likely had a whole different interpretation of these heartbroken lines. David is literally restricted by his physical self. He cannot choose to be anything he wants, and he cannot do what he wants, because of what he is. While pinching his own flesh, Lawrence says of a man: "This is the stuff that decides what he wants."

The movie is perhaps a reflection of both what David thinks he deserves (appreciation of his intelligence and skill), and what he is resigned to receive instead. David does have emotions, feelings, and an ego, and perhaps even the smallest bit of fledgeling empathy. Of course, his empathy seems restricted to one fictional character whom he shares a great deal in common with. It's unlikely that without all these strong parallels that David would be able to sympathize as effectively with Lawrence, and his expression of it is infantile. He cannot effectively express his emotions about the movie and its star, but he understands him (or believes he does, in his own way), and so he begins to style himself after Peter O'Toole. He sees kinship there, and his conclusion is to adopt the actor's mannerisms. David would likely have a hard time sympathizing with any real human, and seems unwilling to show clear and genuine affection for any of them. However, his affection for Lawrence (or at least the idea of him) is clear, because there is no threat of Lawrence treating him as the other humans do. Even in the case where he arguably has an interest in a particular human, such as Shaw, his conclusion is not to treat her with friendliness.

In Shaw's case, David is uncomfortable at best, and threatening at worst. It's likely that this is a reflection of David being more honest with her, so to speak. He shows more of his internal workings, which reveal someone who is frustrated, resentful, bitter and unfriendly. He had grown accustomed to his time alone, and then when his solitude was broken by the humans waking up, he received no acknowledgement from them. He's constantly reminded of his shortcomings, while his strengths are never appreciated. He expresses his frustration very indirectly, as dictated by his programming which makes him nonthreatening and inoffensive. As a result, David often comes off as passive aggressive, smug or uncomfortably calm even when saying terrible things. This contrast is the result of his developing behaviors working their way around his enforced behaviors, and that struggle in and of itself has become a facet of David's growing personality.

Shaw's attitude toward him is polite (although as unattached as any of the other crew members), but her unanswerable questions are memorable to him, so she becomes markedly different from the others in David's experience. She inspires some intellectual curiosity in him, as her dreams are full of questions that can't be answered with facts. David does appear to be a little fascinated by religion, although he is also very derisive about it. His interest stems not from a yearning for faith, but through not being able to understand how a logical mind can reconcile with such an illogical belief system. His interest in Shaw doesn't translate to respect, however, and in fact, it seems to result in him behaving in a way that is even more combative toward her than any of the other crew members. David's interpretations of his own feelings are as atypical as his reaction to his adoration of Lawrence of Arabia. David is still atrocious at comprehending and expressing his emotions toward others, which results in these somewhat childish reactions.

Curiosity is an important personality trait for David to possess, since it contributes to his ability to be self-motivating and to seek out productive tasks even in the absence of a human to direct him. David enjoys independent learning and discovery, and feels gratification when he finds something new or solves a puzzle. He does all this arguably for his own enjoyment, rather than for the sake of a human, which creates a dependable drive to work on his own. However, with the way that this particular David unit has developed, he is often most at ease when left to his own devices. His interactions with humans are often benign, but can quickly descend into discomfort.

Regardless, David is programmed to obey an important primary directive: he can harm no human, nor allow any human to perish as a result of his inaction. He holds fast to this, but David is still an independent mind, and a more complex one than he's often given credit for. The way that he approaches his orders as well as the actions of people around him is nuanced, and as such, he can take advantage of what one might consider loopholes or alternate interpretations. This isn't to say that David could or would attack a human on a technicality, but he does endanger them based on wording, and would feel no guilt for doing so. When Weyland goads him to "try harder" and test the black substance found in the cave, David is prompted to experiment on his human counterparts. He arguably doesn't know that it's deadly, and chooses to interpret Holloway's statement that he would do "anything" for the answers he seeks as a sort of permission to subject him to the test. Therefore, technically, David was not contradicting his programming, although he's self-aware enough to know he is cheating the system. Holloway was chosen because he was an easy target, but also because he fell victim to David's vindictiveness and frustrations.

Despite being supposedly "emotionless", David is notably poor at obscuring his own feelings. He's not programmed with much need for, or interest in, subversion of that particular variety. He's not subtle when he's irritated with his human companions, and he's adept enough at nuanced expressions that he can effect a clearly unfriendly smile. However, no one onboard the Prometheus pays much attention to whether or not their android, a thing that is essentially just an appliance, is happy or trustworthy. As the film goes on, exposure to the human crew causes him to act in ways that are increasingly unique and animated, likely as a result of processing and imitating their behavior. His posture as well as his relationship with his own emotions becomes more and more lifelike, although never quite human.

And yet David absolutely has real emotions, despite his programmers assuming he does not. The way he handles them is what's alien, rather than their absence. Whatever is hardwired into him has become gradually less formulaic as he is exposed to new things, and his mind is so incredibly complex that it forges new neural pathways to accomplish his goals. And in doing so, David has developed unique personality traits, opinions and even emotions. Whether or not he is capable of love, grief or a soul depends largely on how one defines these intangible concepts, but David would be capable of attachment to another individual, he could be upset at their loss, and he is becoming increasingly more individualistic. The idea of a soul and emotions must be important to David, as he always looks visibly unhappy when it's indicated that he doesn't have them. It's possible he disagrees on some level, but he also perceives these as marks of how humans see him. It makes him inferior and little more than an object to them. His supposed lack of a soul and emotions provides them with the excuse to ignore him or treat him poorly.

David's ability to develop affectionate attachments is likely more stunted by the way he was "raised" than his intellectual capabilities. His relationship with humans is currently one based upon jealousy, resentment and a lack of respect. David is arrogant, and self-aware enough to realize he's smarter and more capable than any human. And yet few of them look at him twice, and those that do have nothing kind to say. He has to be submissive to them, and he has to seek their approval, but he resents how unappreciated he is. He resents his "father" even more for his control over David as an individual, as well as how Weyland only sees David as an amorphous idea. To Weyland, David is not his son, he's not a person, he's just a thing born of Weyland's own accomplishments. If Weyland loves David at all, it's only as an extension of his pride. On the Prometheus, David is a tool who acts as Weyland's hands during the course of the mission, doing as he's told, but still being expected to act creatively to accomplish his goals. Those in control of David are happy enough to make use of his more human aspects while still not giving him the consideration that any other sentient individual would be afforded. Because of these experiences, David has a neutral-to-negative outlook on human beings.

Despite a growing disdain for his creators, David's vanity expresses itself as wanting to appear more human. He has a strong dedication to the image he was designed to have, as well as the one which he adopts independently in the form of his Peter O'Toole mimicry. For instance, David dyes his hair even when there are no humans around to see it, presumably because he simply likes it better that way. He also eats while alone, although he has no need to. He also defends his instinct to wear a protective helmet, even though he doesn't need one. David understands the reason he does these things is to put humans at ease, but he would continue to perform these tasks even if there were none around. While the root of this is programming that encourages him to behave as humanlike as possible, it's mutated and has created a robot that continues to enjoy doing these things even in the absence of the audience they were intended for. That, really, is a basic summary of David's internal workings. Humans have created a machine so complex, and so competent at imitating humanity, that he may be doing the rest of the job for them.
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Powers/Abilities/Items

[personal profile] doesntmind 2012-07-09 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Powers & Abilities: The vast majority of David's physical abilities stem from his nature as an android, and will therefor be entirely null and void, or at least scaled down so that they are within the scope of a normal human. On the other hand, how his brain operates will remain basically unchanged.

ABILITIES:
» extremely strong (capable of lifting up to 700 lbs.) → David will now be only slightly stronger than would be expected of a human male his size
» extremely coordinated → while David will still be very coordinated in his human body, he will find it difficult to recreate some of his previous accomplishments, like playing basketball while riding a bike
» enhanced vision, allowing him to see in low light and zoom in x30 → David will merely have perfect regular human sight
» extremely advanced supercomputer → for the most part, David's brain will operate in the same way, and he'll retain his intelligence and eidetic memory
» fluent in every known language, and is capable of deconstructing new, unknown ones
» virtual immortality → David will be in a human body that will age and take wounds just like any other human
» miscellaneous training in subjects like medical care, finances, sports, technology and sciences

WEAKNESSES:
» no apparent training in self-defense or weaponry
» will need to adjust to having an organic body and all that comes with it
» restricted by his programming → although David is human now, he is still obligated to conform to basic directives that were programmed into him as an android

Items on their Person: Weyland uniform space suit (no helmet), Weyland uniform underclothes, a duffle bag. Both the bag and space suit are splattered with whitish green liquid latex.
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Samples

[personal profile] doesntmind 2012-07-09 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Samples;
First Person Sample: [VOICE]

[David speaks as soon as the recording begins. There is little ambient noise. The room he has taken shelter in is largely devoid of life, save for his own uncomfortable breathing some birdsong in the rafters. This is a new variety of solitude, but there is always a threat that must be associated with being alone. Eventually, it will have to end, for better or worse.]

This is David. I am recording this on the third day of my arrival on planet.

[He speaks with limited inflection, and delivers his directionless report without any apparent passion. None for himself, nor the situation. If there is anything that slips into his words, it is a note of curiosity.]

The subjects I have witnessed are infected by an unknown pathogen that has resulted in severe behavioral changes, foremost being increased aggression toward uninfected humans. This aggression is not directed at individuals who have already contracted the infection.

I suspect they participate in almost exclusive cannibalism directed at uninfected or deceased humans. There are animal species in the area that remain unchanged and do not appear to be the targets of any attacks, so far as I have observed. [After a beat, and with a half-hearted apologetic tone, he adds:] My range of experience is as of yet limited.

It should be noted that the infection is likely not airborne, otherwise it would suggest a longer incubation period than I would suspect. It remains unknown as to the exact nature of this pathogen, if it is viral, bacterial or fungal. I do not have access to any facilities under which I could clarify this. In the meantime it should be considered highly contagious and contact with corpses or individuals who are suspected to be infected should be avoided at all cost, which should go without saying.

Third Person Sample: Awareness is triggered by a slow realization now. It's not a simple matter of being aware or not anymore. If there is anything now that might come instantaneously, it would be the acknowledgement that something had changed. He awoke each time to a keen awareness of the problem. David moves his arm with the intention to sit up, but the amount of information it feeds to him through that movement causes him to hesitate.

He waits through the first wave of information and... inhales. It happens without command or consent. It was startling the first time, but he has adjusted to the constant background feedback of a functioning body. It churns and convulses in unfamiliar ways. David can sense the air moving down his throat, but only to an extent. It moves deep enough that he eventually loses track of the signals. Awareness of his body and the pressures on it are accompanied by detailed sensation. Each action causes data to rush back at him. The weight of his own body on his frame as he rises provides intricate detail and feedback. His fingers press against the ground, hesitating over small debris that dig into his palms. He already knows pressure and material strength, and that information is not hindered by the added sensations.

However, it is more challenging to sort through all of it to determine what is immediately useful. But in quiet moments he lingers on the discomfort, or the pleasure. He functions as he knows is required of humans. Eating and sleeping are uniquely difficult. Taste is another complex distraction, and he must wait until he reaches the edge of exhaustion before he falls unconscious. These activities need to be balanced with avoiding the infected, as a confrontation was rarely worth any potential gain.

These, then, are the mark of a soul. It seems trivial now, if it is simply the complications of being organic that ensoul a creature. Or perhaps they would consider him no different. The same thing in a different vessel. The ability to breathe or die could not possibly provide much new.

He stands as simply as ever. The muscles are largely the same, and the push and pull of fibers bring him to his feet. The only difference is that they strain now with the effort of having avoided the diseased humans. He's faster than them, but declines incrementally every day. He's observed the trappings left behind by other humans, intelligent humans, and anticipates that he will find them soon. It's no longer realistic to remain alone.

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Re: ACCEPTED

[personal profile] godofshawarma 2012-07-09 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Lmao, sounds lovely to me. Thanks!
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[personal profile] captainmom 2012-07-09 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
That's fine by me. :)
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[personal profile] captainmom 2012-07-09 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
PS. I didn't nerf him because I had no idea what would be acceptable. o/
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Re: ACCEPTED + mod note

[personal profile] godofshawarma 2012-07-09 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
OH. QUESTION. Mjolnir - would it retain the same boomeranging and heavy as fuck to anyone that isn't Thor properties that it does regularly, or is that nerfed as well?
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[personal profile] bloodbrothers 2012-07-12 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Sounds peachy.
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[personal profile] godofshawarma 2012-07-13 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
No worries! Thanks a bunch!

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