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APPLICATIONS

✗ Applications are processed weekly, every weekend. The cut-off time for the submission of applications is 11:59PST on Saturday.
✗ Before applying, please read the FAQ and Rules pages.
✗ Please submit your application with the journal you plan to use if you have one made already. If not, another journal is fine, but we prefer your intended journal so it makes for an easier time in granting access to the mod journal and the contacts page.
✗ For very long applications, we would ask you to please separate them into various comments so that they will not take up too much of the page.
✗ Please title your application as { [CANON/CANON OC/OC]CHARACTER NAME || Series Title || reserve/no reserve || X of X } in the subect header
✗ IMPORTANT: Our application form was edited on September 07, 2015. Please use the revised form.
✗ If you are looking for an example of what an application should be like, please refer to the application here for an example of a canon character application, and here for an original character application.


✗ Canon Application
<B><I><BIG><BIG>PLAYER</BIG></BIG></B></I> <b>Name:</b> <b>Age:</b> If you would prefer not to be specific, just let us know that you're over 18! <b>Personal Journal:</b> <b>E-mail:</b> <b>AIM/etc:</b> <B><I><BIG><BIG>CHARACTER</BIG></BIG></B></I> <b>Name:</b> First, Last (Western order) <b>Canon:</b> Name only. <b>Age:</b> Real / Apparent, if applicable <b>Timeline:</b> At which point of the canon were they taken from? <b>Items with character at canon point</b>: Tell us what your character has with them at the point you have pulled them from - this includes any animal companions. <b>If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?</b>: This is only to be used if are already playing another character from the canon you are applying for. For example, if you are apping Mario and you already play Princess Peach in the game, <b>how will you handle their interactions without playercesting?</b> Depending on your answer, you may be refused the character you are apping for. <b>Personality:</b> We are expecting at least THREE well-written paragraphs minimum, with references to canon examples of your character’s personality where available. Please provide us with insight to your character and their behaviour, their likes, dislikes and fears, as well as your understanding of them. We would also like to see details of your character's strengths and weaknesses, which may include physical, psychological and emotional. <b>Background:</b> Here is where we would like to see information about your character's history and their place within their canon. This can be written if you wish, or you can link to any wikis and relevant resources. <b>Abilities:</b> Is your character an accomplished carpenter? Can they shoot laser beams from their eyes or travel through time? If they possess any abilities, learned or otherwise, they need to go in this section. <b>Network/Actionspam Sample:</b> This is the format that will be used in rubycity_rp and must be in action form (brackets). We are looking for a minimum of 6 to 10 lines that give us an idea of how your character speaks/acts. This sample may be linked, either from a musebox, different game or our test drive, provided that the linked example was written within the last six months. <b>Prose Log Sample:</b> This is the format that will be used in rubycity_logs and must be a minimum length of 250 words. This sample must be in prose format (paragraphs, no brackets) and should show character reactions/introspection. It does not need to be in game's setting, but it must demonstrate your character as you are apping them. This sample may be linked, either from a musebox, different game or our test drive, provided that the linked example was written within the last six months.


✗ Canon OC Application
<B><I><BIG><BIG>PLAYER</BIG></BIG></B></I> <b>Name:</b> <b>Age:</b> If you would prefer not to be specific, just let us know that you're over 18! <b>Personal Journal:</b> <b>E-mail:</b> <b>AIM/etc:</b> <B><I><BIG><BIG>CHARACTER</BIG></BIG></B></I> <b>Character Name:</b> First, Last (Western order) <b>Canon:</b> Name only <b>Age:</b> Real / Apparent, if applicable <b>Timeline:</b> At which point in the canon were they taken from? <b>Items with character at canon point</b>: Tell us what your character has with them at the point you have pulled them from - this includes any animal companions. <b>If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?</b>: This is only to be used if are already playing another character from the canon you are applying for. For example, if you are apping Mario and you already play Princess Peach in the game, <b>how will you handle their interactions without playercesting?</b> Depending on your answer, you may be refused the character you are apping for. <b>Personality:</b> We are expecting at least THREE well-written paragraphs minimum, with references to canon examples of your character’s personality if available. Please provide us with insight to your character and their behaviour, their likes, dislikes and fears, as well as your understanding of them. We would also like to see details of your character's strengths and weaknesses, which may include physical, psychological and emotional. <b>History:</b> Three well-written paragraphs minimum, detail our your characters’ history. <b>Abilities:</b> Is your character an accomplished carpenter? Can they shoot laser beams from their eyes or travel through time? If they possess any abilities, learned or otherwise, they need to go in this section. <b>Relationships to Canon Characters:</b> If any, if not applicable please put N/A. <b>Network/Actionspam Sample:</b> This is the format that will be used in rubycity_rp and must be in action form (brackets). We are looking for a minimum of 6 to 10 lines that give us an idea of how your character speaks/acts. This sample may be linked, either from a musebox, different game or our test drive, provided that the linked example was written within the last six months. <b>Prose Log Sample:</b> This is the format that will be used in rubycity_logs and must be a minimum length of 250 words. This sample must be in prose format (paragraphs, no brackets) and should show character reactions/introspection. It does not need to be in game's setting, but it must demonstrate your character as you are apping them. This sample may be linked, either from a musebox, different game or our test drive, provided that the linked example was written within the last six months.


✗ OC Application
<B><I><BIG><BIG>PLAYER</BIG></BIG></B></I> <b>Name:</b> <b>Age:</b> If you would prefer not to be specific, just let us know that you're over 18! <b>Personal Journal:</b> <b>E-mail:</b> <b>AIM/etc:</b> <B><I><BIG><BIG>CHARACTER</BIG></BIG></B></I> <b>Name:</b> First, Last. (Western order) <b>Age:</b> Real / Apparent, if applicable <b>Appearance:</b> The sorts of things included in this section should be the character’s height, build, clothing style, hair, accessories. As well as their general posture and mannerisms as well, like quirks or vocal tics. <b>Chosen PB:</b> First come, first serve. Please check the taken PB page. You are also welcome to use your own or commissioned art, or icons that do not depict your characters face but facets of their personality as well. <b>Items with character at canon point</b>: Tell us what your character has with them at the point you have pulled them from - this includes any animal companions. <b>Personality:</b> This should be self explanatory. However, when discussing personality please include why they have particular personality traits, how this effects their lives and interactions. Please provide us with insight to your character and their behaviour, their likes, dislikes and fears, as well as your understanding of them. We would also like to see details of your character's strengths and weaknesses, which may include physical, psychological and emotional. The minimum will be three well-written paragraphs, but you should be able to write more. <b>World Information:</b> Please go as in depth as you can about the world. There is no wiki or website for us to reference, and we need to know as much as we can about the place your character comes from so that we can understand the character when reviewing the application. <b>History:</b> Your characters’ history in their world. Be sure to be detailed. This section should be a minimum of three paragraphs. <b>Abilities:</b> Is your character an accomplished carpenter? Can they shoot laser beams from their eyes or travel through time? If they possess any abilities, learned or otherwise, they need to go in this section. <b>Network/Actionspam Sample:</b> This is the format that will be used in rubycity_rp and must be in action form (brackets). We are looking for a minimum of 6 to 10 lines that give us an idea of how your character speaks/acts. This sample may be linked, either from a musebox, different game or our test drive, provided that the linked example was written within the last six months. <b>Prose Log Sample:</b> This is the format that will be used in rubycity_logs and must be a minimum length of 250 words. This sample must be in prose format (paragraphs, no brackets) and should show character reactions/introspection. It does not need to be in game's setting, but it must demonstrate your character as you are apping them. This sample may be linked, either from a musebox, different game or our test drive, provided that the linked example was written within the last six months.


A note for CR AU applications
Ruby City does allow previous game history/CR to be brought over on a case by case basis. If you want to include this in your application please add additional sections for PERSONALITY DEVELOPMENT and PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY beneath the Personality and Background/History sections.

In these additional sections we would like to see a brief outline of your character's previous game history and how it potentially impacted on and altered their canon personality.

✧ N A V I G A T I O N ✧

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[CANON] Karkat Vantas || Homestuck || Reserve [1 of 1]

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PLAYER
Name: Krissy
Personal Journal: N/A
E-mail: beepbeepkat@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: beepbeepkat

CHARACTER
Name: Karkat Vantas
Canon: Karkat
Timeline: Shortly after Gamzee begins sobering up. Specifically, right after this scene.
Personality: If you asked Karkat to describe himself, he'd probably give you a litany of aggressively colorful phrases; none of which would include the words 'nice', 'caring', or 'kind'. He has no patience for stupidity and even less patience for anything that might interfere with how he thinks things should be done, and the fact that it occasionally frequently seems like the whole universe is stacked against him (and he can do nothing to change it) makes him a furious, prickly ball of rage, ready to snap on the next person to cross him in the wrong way.

Really, though, the Knight is all bark and very little bite. Beneath the bluster of cursing and overly intricate metaphors is a troll who worries deeply about his friends and really just wants to make sure everyone's okay at the end of the perigee. He'll fight - if he has to - when one of his friends is in danger, and is quick to cut down (verbally, at least) anyone who might challenge any one of his companions in a manner meant to do harm. He's got a kind soul concealed under his crabby exterior, one that he's loathe to reveal.

He's as volatile as he is because he wants to keep everyone at a distance, though he doesn't always do a very good job of it. In the end, it's almost worth it to try and push past all that cursing to see what's underneath, though he's definitely not going to let anyone have an easy time of it.

First Person: [Karkat has to suppress the growl that's threatening to start thrumming in the back of his throat as he inches down the hallway, his sickle clutched desperately in one hand. He doesn't want to be found - that is, in fact, the opposite of what would be good for things right now - but he can't just sit still. It goes against everything in his nature. Besides, maybe he could fix things. Maybe. Maybe things weren't so far gone that they were irreparable.]

Gamzee?

[The name is a faint whisper, and he winces, kicking himself mentally. Yeah. That's a great idea. Call for the crazy fucker.

He does it again, anyway. This time, there's more volume in his voice.]

Gamzee, c'mon, come the fuck out, asshole. It's time to cut all this hoofbeast shit. It was hilarious while it lasted, and I promise you've already won every award for 'Best Comedic Horror to Cross the Screen Since the Last Fuckery That Left Trollywood', and I'll make sure you've got the best damn suit for the awards ceremony, you'll be the prettiest troll at the midnight ball, we'll get your hair done and everything. But let's get back to fucking reality.

[His voice trembles a little at the end, and he swallows. There's a noise behind him, a creak somewhere in the darkness, and he spins around, sickle at the ready. Fuck.

He doesn't want to find Gamzee Makara, not really, but he's more scared of what will happen if he doesn't.

So he keeps inching down the hallway. Somewhere, the highblood is waiting. Karkat halfway hopes that he'll be the first one to find him. Better him than some poor shitsponge who doesn't know what to expect...]

Third Person: Fuck, it was cold.

Karkat huffed, hugging himself almost desperately. He was scowling - as per usual - as he tromped down the street, footfalls louder than normal in the awkward snow-boots, scuffling along the sidewalk through the freshly-fallen snow. If it weren't for the promise of coffee (and oh, how he wished that he'd been able to experience the fucking magical beauty that coffee was before he'd come to this gog-forsaken place, it was like someone had taken everything perfect in the world and transformed it into the most wonderful drug that had ever existed; seriously, he didn't see how people could taste it just once and then go on about their day like it wasn't a big deal) he probably wouldn't have set foot out of his hiveblock this morning. If he'd known just how cold it was going to be, coffee still might not have been enough of a draw.

He'd taken note of the frost on his window, he'd pulled on a sweater, had even dug out those ugly earmuffs that he'd been given earlier this sweep. Gloves, horrible snowboots, and he'd thought himself prepared.

Now, two blocks away from the place he called 'home' and with another half a block to go to the coffee shop, he was regretting even bothering. He idly wondered if he'd ever have feeling in his nose again. It was so cold it hurt.

"Fuck. Everything." He muttered, hugging himself again, walking a little faster.

The coffee had better be fucking good.

[Fandom OC] The Dolorosa | Homestuck | Reserved

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PLAYER
Name: Fiona
Personal Journal: blood_winged 
E-mail: littlebritteacup@aol.co.uk
AIM/MSN/etc: littlebritteacup @AIM, hardtostarboard @Plurk

CHARACTER
Character Name: The Dolorosa (Porrim Maryam)
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: The end of her life, after her assassination as ordered by (presumably) Orphaner Dualscar.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Dirk Strider. Being from separate planets and different points in time, the Dolorosa and Dirk have never, and likely will never meet in canon, as she was dead long before he was 'born'. Although Dirk has an interest in the rebel trolls, it would be easy enough to separate the actions of he and the Dolorosa as they move in largely differing circles and have vastly differing interests.

[Fandom OC] The Dolorosa | Homestuck | Reserved

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Personality: As the Dolorosa has only had screen time pertaining to her in a historical context with more focus on events than she herself, it is difficult to say exactly what she would have been like. However, things may be extrapolated from the events of her life such as we know them and from the personalities of both her Pre-Scratch self – Porrim – and her descendent – Kanaya.

She is a caring troll who was willing to shirk her duty to the mother grub to raise an infant troll that she found abandoned while she was out on an errand, and she gives off an almost immediate motherly vibe to those who encounter her. Her actions are most often meant to guide others or help them to grow in positive ways, and if someone has need of a nurturing influence she will easily step into that role. However, in stepping away from her duty in order to raise a grub who would have otherwise died due to his mutant blood colour, she gained a definite tough love approach and takes no nonsense when dealing with her young charge, his companions, or anyone else who might come under her care. They may all be adults, but that doesn’t mean they don’t still have to do as they’re told.

Her instinct towards helping those who she feels needs it may have her branded as a meddler. She is unusually supportive for a troll in the violent society that populates Alternia, and will quickly offer her services as a mediator in difficult situations. The Dolorosa is also a firm believer in freedom and equality, something which she likely impressed upon the young Signless as he grew up under her care.

Despite her motherly nature, the Dolorosa has no issue with bloodshed when it is needed, and will fiercely protect her ‘son’ and his friends. When those she loves are threatened she will do next to anything to keep them safe, and her failure to shield the Signless from his eventual fate was one which haunted her until the end of her days. It is very rare that she’ll show fear, taking everything head on, and when it comes to crunch-time she will make her decisions based on what will be for the greater good, rather than on what she would personally prefer to do.

Like her descendent and Pre-Scratch self, the Dolorosa is a creative soul, and often turns this to art or making clothes in what spare time she has.

History: The Dolorosa was the Ancestor of Kanaya Maryam, and the Post-Scratch version of Porrim Maryam. As a jade-blooded troll, she was part of a rare blood caste whose only duty was to tend to the Mother Grub, a monstrous being that lives underground on the planet Alternia. The mother grub gives birth to all trolls, combining their genetic material and laying thousands of eggs at once. It was while on an errand that she found an abandoned grub, and seeing no other chance for his survival due to his mutant blood colour meaning that there would be no lusus to care for him, gave up her duty to raise him. He would become the Signless (later the Sufferer), and she would become his first follower.

After the execution of the Sufferer, the Dolorosa was sold into slavery, spending the rest of her life as the property of seadwellers - first (presumably) Orphaner Dualscar, and then later Marquise Mindfang when she captured one of his ships. It is mentioned in Mindfang's journal that the pirate had a female lover, who is implied to be the Dolorosa, and if this is true she was later assassinated on Dualscar's orders, mirroring the relationships that their descendants would have. Her journal would suggest that she showed this interest in the Dolorosa purely to fuel the kismesissitude that Dualscar felt towards her, but there is also speculation that she may have been a genuine matesprit prospect for Mindfang.

In an image of her she is shown to have yellow eyes, inferring heavily that she – like Kanaya and Porrim – became a rainbow drinker at some point in her life.

Strengths/Weaknesses: As a troll, she has stamina and endurance which outstrips that of most humans, as well as having thicker skin and higher physical strength than one might expect. As a jadeblood, she is also capable of withstanding the intense sunlight of Alternia, even to the point of enjoying it. In her time spent in the role of a lusus (what humans may refer to as a ‘mother’), she has learned a kind of patience and understanding which few of her kind can come to know, and it has also granted her a level of mental fortitude which allowed her to withstand the torment of her captivity under the ownership of seadwellers.

However, a weakness also comes from the unnatural role that she adopted. The love of a mother is able to be as much of a failing as a strength, and her instinct to protect him and his close circle of followers can sometimes lead to her being blind to the truth of things.

[Fandom OC] The Dolorosa | Homestuck | Reserved

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Abilities: The Dolorosa is a good listener, and often has just the right kind of advice to give to someone who is willing to listen. If an ability to reduce someone to their rawest emotions can be counted, it is definitely one that she possesses. She is also able to put everything aside, even her own morals, in order to do the right thing, and is a capable fighter when necessary.

Relationships to Canon Characters: The Signless is a redblooded troll she raised from a grub she found abandoned, and she acts as a lusus towards him, though certainly feels emotions towards him more akin to those of a human mother. The Disciple and the Psiioniic are companions of hers within the Signless’ inner circle. She was a slave to Orphaner Dualscar and later captured by Marquise Spinneret Mindfang, who seemed to show a romantic interest in her. Kanaya Maryam is her descendent, and Porrim Maryam is her Pre-Scratch self.

First Person:
[Her abrupt awakening is almost as jarring as the blow which had ended her life. She sits up with a gasp, jade eyes flashing yellow in sudden fear and one hand gripping at her chest. There’s nothing there, not even a stain of blood, and she doesn’t understand. It takes her some moments to realise that the thing she’s sitting in is moving, and she leans towards the window, touching the glass with fascination. What manner of material is this, she thinks, but there’s little time to ponder on it as a structure and platform slide into view.

Suddenly, she’s struck with an urge for fresh air, and finds her legs shaking as she quickly departs the wheeled device, barely giving it a second glance as she hurries to the wall across from her, leaning against it. She presses her forehead to the cold, damp stone and covers her mouth with one hand, swallowing down nausea and the burning anger rising in her throat. The weight of the watch in her pocket goes unnoticed, but her voice broadcasts over the network. There’s a tremble in it, and it’s tired, softly muffled against her hand]

What new manner of hellish torment is this, Marquise? Must you plague my death as well?

[She tries to straighten, to draw some of that long-lost pride into her posture, but she’s so, so weary, and instead, she turns and rests her back against the wall. It will do, for now, until she can regain her strength. Her death… haha… The thought brings a momentary grim smile to her lips. She had thought she would be able to re-join her loved ones… but it seems the cosmos has different plans for her]

Third Person:
The initial pain had exploded across her chest like a firebrand when the bolt had hit her, and she had stood for a moment in shock, looking down at the shaft protruding from her chest as jade seeped out in a dark stain around it. It only hurt for a moment, then she simply felt cold, and barely registered the jarring sensation of her knees hitting the deck of the ship. She heard something – a voice – but it was distant, muffled, and each hitching breath she took ached in a way that had nothing to do with the bolt piercing through her.

She swayed, then the world seemed to tilt, and suddenly she was leaning against the deck… or had she fallen? Black edged her vision and her heart thudded dully in her ears as she closed her eyes and felt something wet and warm running down her face. Her lips moved, but no sound came out, and all she could think of was how many ways she had failed those whom she’d sworn to protect.

Blood filled her mouth, but she was no longer breathing to choke on it. Her eyes glassed over, and her fingers twitched. It didn’t hurt anymore, and somehow, she felt cheated by that, but everything in her was spent and there was no more anger, no fear, only a soul-deep grief that struck deeper than any weapon could reach.

Kankri... My little Kankri... I’m so sorry...

[Canon] Wally West (Kid Flash) || Young Justice || Reserve || 1 of 2

[runspastyou]

PLAYER
Name: Ricks
Personal Journal: punchingbears
E-mail: srpontvianne@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: extreminator

CHARACTER
Name: Wally West (Kid Flash)
Canon: Young Justice
Timeline: Season 1, Episode 20
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A


Personality:

Wally West a 16 year-old superhero, a speedster who is a member of the original Young Justice team. He is often portrayed as the clown in the group. He's quite flashy (no pun intended) and enjoys putting on a show and being the center of attention. He's always the first to make lighthearted comments during missions, trying to lighten the mood with jokes. Even though he's popular, it's not at all in the 'football-player-that-all-girls-want-to-date' way - he's funny, silly and sometimes ridiculous, so he stands out and is usually a very well-liked guy because of it.

To go with his superpower, Wally is hot-blooded and hot-headed. He is very impatient for most things, which shows on many of their missions; often he is instructed to wait but he decides to go for it before getting the figurative green light. This sort of reckless nature and impulsive behavior often gets him, and consequently the rest of the Team, into trouble. For instance, during one of their first missions, Kid Flash ignores Aqualad's order to stand down and moves in to help Robin, and consequently the three of them end up getting captured - even though afterwards the rest of the team rescues them.

In spite of his goofy nature, Wally's pretty smart, and has a lot of scientific knowledge. During the third episode, he easily recognizes Speedy's polyurethane foam that is used against Brick, and the following episode he is easily capable of analyzing the chemical combination of Bane's Venom drug, Kobra-Venom. Wally's a firm believer of science, and therefore rejects any possibility of magic as anything other than really advanced science. His beliefs are put to a test when during a mission to stop Abra Kadabra and Klarion, two magic users, he is forced to put on the Helmet of Fate, which allows Doctor Fate to control his body and win the battle thanks to magic. Since then it's unknown if his views on magic have changed or not, but he still won't admit to its existence.

Not only as Wally but also as Kid Flash, he enjoys being in the middle of all the action. During any and all missions he can rarely pull out stealth, as he gets too stressed to wait and just dives in head first. He greatly admires the Justice League, especially his uncle Barry (Flash) and during joint missions looks forward to fighting alongside them. On his birthday the Team is paired up with the League's members, but Wally is the only one with a different solo mission. He is instructed to deliver a donor heart from Boston to Seattle. He clearly shows his disappointment at being excluded from the group, but accepts the mission anyway, albeit begrudgingly. Afterwards he appreciates that even the background missions and being the unsung hero is also very important, as he saves a young girl's life and in this case, since she was a queen, the freedom of a country.

Another important trait of Wally's personality is his girl-crazy attitude. The moment he meets M'gann (Miss Martian) he is smitten, and often drops not-so-subtle hints and one-liners filled with innuendo at her. But throughout the show he is seen flirting with numerous girls and women of different ages - some examples are Black Canary (he has to be suicidal), Selena Gonzales and Mattie Harcourt.

Because he rarely sits still and runs pretty fast, he constantly needs to recharge with juices, energy bars, pizza and any other foods that are rich in carbohydrates. He is often seen gobbling down some big piece of cake or slice of pizza, and he's always packing power bars and juice with him. In spite of this, he is very lean though slightly muscular, since he quickly burns off the carbs due to his running around and his fast metabolism.

In the group, he gets along best with Robin, and their relationship is portrayed as a sort-of best friendship, even though it's shown that Wally doesn't even know Robin's real name (Dick Grayson). He has a romantic interest in M'gann but during the twentieth episode he finds out that she is actually dating Connor (Superboy). He gets into arguments and conflicts most often with Artemis, even though it's more out of denial than anything else - he clearly cares a lot for her. With her apparent death during the sixteenth episode he becomes irrational and even more rash and impulsive than usual, at some point almost becoming violent with other members of the team. He later denies any feelings when Black Canary confronts him about what happened.
He'll generally get along with anyone. When it comes to girls, and women, if they're good looking he will undoubtedly hit on them - unless they're confrontational like Artemis, in which case he will most likely keep bickering with them. Even though he's a goof-ball he's not dumb - he knows when he's being mocked or teased and he will most likely retort, even if it sometimes might get him in trouble.

Last but not least, he likes to keep souvenirs, either of missions or of day-to-day events. It goes from big, relevant things, like the Helm of Nabu, the mystery arrow or Chesire's mask, to seemingly unimportant stuff with only sentimental value, like a piece of Count Vertigo's cape or the medical bag in which he carried the donor heart.

[Canon] Wally West (Kid Flash) || Young Justice || Reserve || 2 of 2

[runspastyou]

First Person: [The video feed turns on to a very confused-looking ginger teenager with green eyes. He looks cautious as he speaks, as if he's not sure if he's really doing the right thing.]

Um, guys? Anyone there? I tried to get a secure signal but I don't think this, uh, thing - whatever this is - works like that.

[He lifts his head up to look around for a moment, trying to find someone, anyone in the vicinity.]

So, is this a test or... Did I get knocked out during a mission? Everyone alright?

[He's also considering the possibility that the Team isn't on the other end, or that they can't respond.] If anyone else is hearing this, could anybody tell me where I am and the way to the Hall of Justice? Thanks.

[He opens his mouth as if to say something else, pauses for a moment, and adds before closing the pocket watch.] Don't sweat it guys, I'll find you.

Third Person:

Wally was pretty tired, literally and figuratively. For the past couple of days he'd been running around the plains, crossed the mountains, roamed the forests, been to the lake, and every time it seemed to go nowhere. Finally he gave in and just walked around the city, trying to find anything familiar, a sign that this was some sort of test, or some place that a bad guy got him locked into. There was still the possibility that this was nothing but a dream or one of those mind-control situations they'd gotten themselves into before. He shuddered for a moment because those really weren't nice at all, and he'd much rather have people out of his head. (Though M'gann was cool.)

He sighed as he sat on the bridge, facing out, as he fiddled with his pocket watch. He stopped counting how many times he threw it away already, but the next morning, there it was, right next to his head when he woke up. Compared to the technology he had access to back home, this one was pretty rudimentar, so the excitement of figuring out how it worked was short lived. Just for the sake of frustration, he threw it away into the river and watched it as it sank to the bottom.

Well, at least the City had one good thing: girls. And they were pretty cute too, he mused as a small group crossing the bridge stopped halfway, relatively close to him. He turned his head at them with his best, most charming smile - because let's face it, there's no way the ladies can resist this - and spoke to them "Hey if you're lost, I can help you... I'm pretty good with directions, you know?"

One of the girls giggled, but otherwise they didn't respond. One of them muttered 'idiot' and threw him a crumpled piece of paper.

"Hey, anytime, okay? I'm serious!" he shout out at them as they walked off the bridge. He turned to flatten the paper she threw him; it looked like a rudimentar map of the City. He grinned a little. "Hey, souvenir!"

[ FANDOM OC] Orphaner Dualscar || Homestork || no reserve || 1 of 3

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PLAYER
Name: Megan
Personal Journal: penguinpants
E-mail: penguinrping@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: implieddibs @AIM


CHARACTER
Character Name: Orphaner Dualscar
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: Post Death
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Personality: It's important to note that while Eridan Ampora is Dualscar's descendant, that does not necessarily make them the same person. They've lived completely different lives and grown differently as characters, but they still share the same core traits. Thanks to a life of inherent superiority, they've grown up as haughty, arrogant and elitist characters. However, Dualscar has lived a longer life and has had a substantially longer time to brood over things. As such, his bitterness is deeper set, while Eridan's is more a façade for the attention of other's.

Ranking is essential to Dualscar's life. He finds joy in order and will argue and fight against anyone who tries to undermine his beliefs. He feels uncomfortable when people point out flaws or mistakes and covers his anxiousness with snark and denial. He's incredibly stubborn when it comes to such things and it's unlikely that he'll ever accept facts or opinions that don't reflect his own. To him, there's no reason to argue when it should be obvious that he's right and that's argument enough to back up any claims he has.

He doesn't have much of a sense of humour (which doesn't endear him to the subjuggulators). In fact, he finds jokes bothersome and irritating. This might be because he has a difficult time distinguishing between whether someone is being serious or kidding around and he has little patience for people who aren't straight forward. It's embarrassing not to understand them straight away and he takes jibes to himself personally and thus, becomes agitated and cagey. However, he is capable of sarcasm and the occasional grim snark at someone else's misfortune. The angriest he gets is when he believes he's being made a mockery of. It's clear he's got his share of insecurities to hide despite his social ranking.

While he's quick to dismiss things that irritate him or opt out of arguments out of frustration, he will brood on it for hours. He has a tendency to dwell on the past and mull over conversations had and conversations he could have. He often invents situations in which he's conflicted with others, which causes him to both be wary of them and beat them to their inevitable betrayal by snapping first. He's quick to make assumptions of other's based upon their blood and appearance and rarely hangs around long enough to discover if they're true. People close to him are either insanely persistent or simply there because of social eloquence. As such, he's extremely lonely.

His appearances are important to him, because he wants to reflect a personality that is formidable and powerful. He dresses as someone who is nothing short of proud in regards to his blood colour. He takes a long time to attend to himself and primp himself and loathes being seen in a dishevelled state. He's early to bed and early to rise and seldom lingers around the company of others unless they give him good reason. That being said, just because he cares for appearance doesn't make him any less powerful or dangerous. You touch his cape, he will cut a bitch.

In troll society, weaknesses such as prioritising appearance over strength will not get you far. Dualscar is aware of this, and he spends as much time training and preparing for battle as he does getting dressed. He's a strategist by nature and he's skilled at formulating practical and successful battle plans. He takes his time to sit back and weigh the odds in his favour, making under handed moves before he strikes and takes all he can from the battle. He's a ruthless fighter, which is to be expected. His morals are loose, but can we really consider that important when it comes to trolls?

Even if he's not Mr. Niceguy, he believes in formalities and eloquence. He can either be painfully and almost cruelly concise or long winded and boring when speaking. He has a tendency to drone on when he gets started, garnishing his sentences with an extended vocabulary so as to put on an air of class even when arguing. However, blood colour will determine how he speaks to you. He's much quicker to snap to a nastier, less formal tone with a low blood than he ever would be with a highblood. When he does snap, he relies heavily on swearing and threats to get his points across.

Perhaps, even by troll standards, he's a bit of a dick. He expects the most and the best from everyone. He expects mutual feelings from others while he's burdened by his affections for the Empress. He seldom returns the expectations he sets out of carelessness and selfishness. He becomes possessive of Mindfang and aggressive toward her low blooded interests, all the while aware that he has other flushed interests. He expects total devotion and yet seems to believe he should be able to do as he pleases, it's within his rights. He's impatient and wishes for results and answers straight off the bat, he rarely gives things time to settle or grow before he interferes.

He's haunted by his own weakness and becomes defensive quite quickly; you can pretty much assume he's always got his little barricade up and about. He seldom talks openly about his emotions as he deems them far too pathetic. If you do point them out, you will need to prepare for the tongue lashing of a lifetime and an inevitable death. Really though, deep down he's got a romantic soul and he yearns for mutually flushed feelings. He expresses his positive feelings through loyalty and dedication. After all, he kept all he knew about Mindfang hidden up until she wouldn't return his flushed feelings. One could speculate that those feelings came to be because the pirate grew on him, it's unlikely that anyone had ever gotten so close to him until he met her and he'd gotten accustomed to the idea of having her around. However, it's possible he only felt that way out of a need to control and tame her and not out of something pure.

It would appear that he wears his heart on his sleeve, even if he tries to hide his less favourable feelings. Mindfang was well aware of his feelings for the Empress and he did little to hide his jealousy when coming across her and her slave. Once again, he will fiercely deny any accusations and his temper will flare. He's clearly sensitive and it pains him to know it. While he relies so heavily on social status and power, he's riddled with self-doubt and insecurities. If a red-rom is what he desires, why should it be so difficult to acquire? It is perhaps his over zealousness in that sense that makes him undesirable as a mate, even if pity is the basis for a relationship.

As well as being a strategist, he's also a collector by nature. He collects land, treasure, maps and even trolls. He'd had quite bit of land dominated and more than enough treasure under his belt before he learned to scrutinise. He slowly became more judgmental and careful about what he kept, discarding or abandoning things that didn't seem unique or rare. He's quite proud of his collection. When he acquired Dolorosa, he viewed her as a rarity and something precious because of her blood, but still treated her as an underling. He was certain Mindfang was out to snatch her from him; he hadn't figured she would be after the jade blood in a romantic sense. That was a nasty surprise for him.

In game, it will be difficult for him to settle into a new system so quickly. He will, however, be eager to rise up the caste system. The idea of being pulled away from the system that's ruled his life will be difficult to adjust so, so he's going to cling to any sense of superiority he will find. Given that I'm taking him post death, he will most likely be considering what went wrong in his life that lead to that. Dualscar will attempt to control any situation he is placed into, even if the odds are far out of his favour. Of course, control to him is to snap and snark at everyone around him while still attempting to gather information that he can use to rise to the top and/or escape from his confines. He will also be forced to venture out of his comfort zone if he wants to climb the ladder. Until now, he's been reasonably picky with his lovers, favouring those of a higherblood caste for any sort of relationships. It will require quite a bit of development for him to drop his prejudice and open his arms and his pants for lower blood castes, let alone, other species.

[ FANDOM OC] Orphaner Dualscar || Homestork || no reserve || 2 of 3

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History: Due to the Ancestors having such a vague past, assumptions are often made in regards to what positions and personalities they possessed in their time. We can judge these sorts of things by the characters they associate with, the traits that are most predominant in their descendants and even minor elements such as their appearance and garments.

For someone so high in the caste system, it's unsurprising that Dualscar's loyalties lie with both the Empress and the Empire. Why would one be inclined to fight a system that only benefits them? His flushed feelings for the Empress are no secret, though the reasons behind them are never elaborated upon. Perhaps it seems only right for the sole female of the highest caste to choose a suitor from the second highest caste, another thing Dualscar would not argue against. He desires what he perceives as his blood rights and he persues what he believes he deserves.

He seems the sort to maintain order, seeing as order is a reoccurring theme through his life. Everything is based on rank and everything is judged by power. The Highbloods are stronger, more powerful and guaranteed to live longer, so it's only right that they should hold the reins. Since the two highest castes of society are the sea dwellers, the authority of Alternia tends to come from below the waves. Knowing his place, Dualscar does not consider himself the ruler of the ocean, merely its maintainer. From his outfit shown in his brief appearance, it seems obvious that he's in an official position of power. His cape, armor and gold worn as decoration indicate an illustrious sort of career. It seems unlikely that a pirate would dress in such a manner, though personal grooming and appearance are key to him. An admiral or general is a far more befitting assumption for our Dualscar. Not to say he was necessarily a just and fair man of the military, it is probable that he would be more than a little corrupt. Even prone to the occasional (frequent) abuse of power and the use of underhanded methods to stake claim on lands and treasure. All in the name of the empire, mind you. Far be it from Dualscar to so selfishly take whatever he pleases(haha).

In a society built around hate, fear and inevitable death it's hardly surprising one takes names and viciously kicks ass on a daily basis. In Alternia, you do what you can to survive, even if that means sticking your feet in people's faces and stabbing them in the back. Dualscar would have to fight tooth and claw to remain the head of his fleet. This would probably call for the occasional culling of a crew member to keep the men sprightly and on their toes. All he asks for is total devotion, loyalty and the utmost respect for him. Whatever he's doing, it's to keep himself at the top. He strives to be the best, to be the most impressive, the most powerful, the richest and the one with the firmly filled quadrants. The last one seemed a hopeless cause for a good many sweeps, until he met someone who saw through all of his barriers of intimidation and hatred.

Now, if we refer back to pirates, we can begin to discuss his glorious kismesitude with Marquise Spinneret Mindfang. Mindfang is the very essence of the corruption Dualscar indulges in. While he is rigid and strict, she is wild and free. The two would have more than a few reasons to clash when it came to claiming land and serving the Empire. As a free spirit, Mindfang was inclined to do whatever she pleased, which surely did Dualscar no favours. Somehow, the two of them managed to tangle together in a black romance, which Dualscar was more than happy to foster. In fact, it's likely the two had some sort of mutually beneficial relationship. Dualscar would keep Mindfang safe from capture for her crimes (probably because he couldn't stand the thought of someone else having her) and it's possible she allowed him to indulge in her literal spoils in exchange (treasure, land and slaves who he would begin to detest). However, when he opened his lonely heart to such passion, he slowly allowed flushed feelings to creep in. When this mixed with the jealousy Mindfang's rebellion caused, his emotions became more twisted and he acted out, killing his romantic rivals. Though, such behaviour is typical of a highblood with no moirail.

Naturally, he was turned down for a mutually flushed relationship and he sought revenge through means other than his own. For a long time, he allowed Mindfang to slip through his fingers despite her crimes toward Alternia. Until now, he felt it was fair as long as he could keep tabs on her. Their mutually beneficial relationship had become problematic and awkward for the both of them. Now, too ashamed by her lack of interest to show his face, too angered by her flaunting of flushed feelings with others and too bitter to allow her to live on. He orders her slave to death,places a larger bounty on her head and then visits the Highblood with everything he knows about her. She would no longer be his problem.

Ampora was a pirate. No8ody liked him. He killed a lot of people, 8ut was later executed 8ecause he was una8le to tell a funny joke.

Now, there's a couple of things there that aren't entirely true. It's been stated in Mindfang's own journal that he is a maritime overlord. Unless she was being sarcastic, which isn't unlikely. However, we can see here that his little trip to the Highblood's lair did not work in his favours. His inability to laugh at himself or to be jovial in any sense did not score him any points. It's very likely he underestimated the abilities of the Highblood, or perhaps thought him a fool who needed to be talked down to. If that is the case, it's unsurprising that his lack of humor would result in his death, his first and only punchline.

Strengths/Weaknesses: As previously mentioned, he's an excellent strategist and a man hardened by battle. He's skilled at formulating effective plans, he can draw up maps and reference history books if need be. His long term memory is great, but his short term memory leaves much to be desired. Occasionally he can forget his intentions midway through an argument or he'll forget tricks Mindfang has already played on him. As a highblood he's emotionally unstable, jealous, violent and an all around moody prick.
Abilities: As a troll he has levelled up strength and agility and a longer life span. As a sea dweller he has gills, expanding organs and fins for swimming and breathing underwater. He's slightly more graceful underwater than he is on land, but that isn't to say he's any less of a threat. Just that a land dweller would not want to engage him in a sea battle. Due to his connection to the sea, he can become cagey and uncomfortable if parted from it for long periods of time.

He's been wielding his cross hairs for as long as he can remember, he's an adept marksman and his gun is his most valued weapon. He's capable of combat without it, obviously, but he will lament the lack of it. In close range his claws, fists and anything he can get his hands on become his weapons. He's strong, but he isn't the strongest troll. If someone such as The Grand Highblood challenged him to a fist fight, he would have to rely more on wit than brawn.

[ FANDOM OC] Orphaner Dualscar || Homestork || no reserve || 3 of 3

[shellfishlovver]

Relationships to Canon Characters:
Mindfang: His former kismesis. The two were infamous for their black romance until Dualscar began to develop flushed feelings that he eventually confessed to. The relationship was built on mutual benefit and snark and Dualscar is confused as to how he really feels about her.
Her Imperious Condescension: It's implied by Mindfang that he's flushed for her, and it's possible considering their descendants. As someone loyal to the empire and second highest in ranking it seems fitting that he would desire her.
The Helmsman: It's possible he had a hand in getting him his job as the Helmsman. Though he probably detests anyone who interests the Empress more than Dualscar himself, he doesn't really know him.
Grand Highblood: Killed by him because he couldn't think of a funny joke, thinks he's ridiculous but had the nerve to attempt to use him in order to rid himself of Mindfang's scorn.
The Dolorosa: Has an intense dislike for her, coupled with jealousy. She was getting in the way of his relationship with Mindfang so he had her killed.

Eridan Ampora:His descendant whom he has had no direct contact with. However, it's said that an Ancestor will leave hints for their Descendant and help them follow their path, the only clear indication of this is that Eridan wields his crosshairs and roleplays Dualscar with a passion. That being said, Eridan himself is quick to give it away and replace it with his new weapon.

First Person: So, it's been made abundantly clear that I wwill not be leavvin' this place. Not by my owwn accord, in any case.
An' I'm not alone in this, am I?
Right.
First off, I wwant to knoww the name an' rank a evvery troll in this place.
If you wwere so blind as to believve the caste system wwould go to shit because a different circumstances, you can think again.
Wwe wwill not conform to the livves of humans. To do so is to betray your heritage and to become the scum a the univverse.
Honestly, wwhy anyone would desire such a short, confusin' existance is beyond me.
Second. I'd noticed that it's not just the idiots I'd become accustomed to, but wwe are noww in possession of a second set a wwrigglers?
Fascinatin'.

For those a you born swweeps too late to knoww the glory a our time, I am Orphaner Dualscar an' you wwill refer to me as such.
It's a pleasure for all a you, I am sure.

Third Person: The sound of Dualscar's boots clicking against the stone floors is the only thing stopping an eerie silence from falling over the darkened caves. There's a dim light in the distance, but it serves little comfort to the troll as he walks. The further he walks forward, the closer the figure on the chair becomes. He feels small, standing in the other troll's presence, so he does not kneel. The blood smeared on the walls in rainbow patterns and queer faces sends a shiver of disgust down his spine.

The next parts are a blur. He argues and he freezes. Suddenly words do not come so easily. A joke should be so simple, right? Such a foolish request, and yet, Dualscar could not even open his mouth. The light behind the other troll seems to shine brighter as he stands, the patterns becoming swirls as Dualscar's eyes struggle to focus. A spiked club raises and Dualscar's heart stops, the moment seeming to freeze almost entirely before it all comes crashing down. The club collides, the pain burns and suddenly Dualscar sees the world through violet coloured glasses before a cold rush of air fills his lungs.

One deep breath is followed by a few short, sharp ones as Dualscar begins to realise his surroundings. Had that all been a dream? He shakes his head, trying to focus again as he glances around. Nope. Actually. Looking around himself is making this worse. His body is shaking and he feels sick to stomach as he buries his face in his hands and shuts his eyes for a moment. He regrets that choice as soon as he makes it, when he closes his eyes all he can see is that twisted, painted face and all he can hear is the booming echo of his laugh. It wasn't just his skull that had been shattered, it was his pride.

Curious as this contraption was, he wasn't sure if he wanted to know where he was being taken, but he supposes he's about to find out as the train rolls to a stop. He wills his shaking legs to stand as he steps toward the doors, shouldering his crosshairs to wedge out of the train. He inhales sharply, trying to earn the courage to step onto the platform. The breeze ruffles his hair as he peers out the door and he scowls into the empty platform.

There he stands, a troll in a strange place with no particular purpose or inkling of knowledge in regards to his surroundings. He's heard much different tales of death and the mysteries of the afterlife, and he's fairly sure he prefers them to...this.

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[FANDOM OC] Neophyte Redglare || Homestuck || Reserve || 1 of 3

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Name: Annie
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CHARACTER
Character Name: Neophyte Redglare (Latula Pyrope)
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: After being executed.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: I play Aranea Serket. Both these characters never exchanged any kind of conversation. The only thing they have in common is that they're in favor of Signless' ideals. Therefore the only conversation they would probably have would be what they do appreciate the most about Signless' teachings and such.

[FANDOM OC] Neophyte Redglare || Homestuck || Reserve || 2 of 3

[s4ssy]

Personality: Redglare, as a grown-up troll, living in a society where blood color is what matters the most to be high socially speaking, has a really high sense of justice and believes in such matters as equality. Although she was an inexperienced legislacerator, she had talent, therefore she has the title "Neophyte".

Showing a rigid and professional mask most of the time, Redglare actually knows when to have fun and let go of that persona. She is a rebel at heart and supports the weaklings, but in a way of not trying to make them feel helpless. She tries to lead people to the right path, and when things are out of control, she'll make justice with her own hands.

She doesn't mind getting her own hands dirty to get whatever she wants done, however, she's manipulative, so if there's something she's only able to get it from someone else, she'll make things work to her favor, to the point of even blackmailing. However, when it's the other way around, she gets frustrated and tries to find a way to get revenge. She's not taking anyone's bullshit, yo.

Although she is serious most of the times, thanks to her adulthood, she can be a flirt sometimes and loves to tease people. She'll joke around and laugh hysterically at someone whenever something bad happens (except if it's something with a big scale of "bad" or someone she admires/has respect), only to tell them to "raise their head and stop being weak".

Based on the society she lived in, her blood color didn't end up to get over her head, as it can be seen in her own option into joining the underground movement that supported Signless' ideals. It should be also noticed that her sign, Libra, as it was mention before, supports such things as seeking equality and keeping justice.

Similar to Terezi, Redglare has the same obsession over righteousness, and similar to her pre-scratch self, she tries to find a way to help people surrounding her.

History: Like the remaining trolls, Redglare was ectobiologically created by Karkat. It is believed they were sent to their respective place by meteor, growing up to be the ancestors of the trolls in Alternia.

She was raised in Alternia, a world where what mattered the most was what color your blood was, based on Hemospectrum. Redglare had a fair life as a teal blooded troll and was raised by her dragon lusus Pyralspite. She lived by her own expectations and grew up into trying to become a great and well known legislacerator.

Believing in such matters as justice and equality, she studies to try to become a troll that can only be idolized in her own mind, until The Signless is introduced. At first she finds his efforts completely reckless to make people listen to him, believing one can only make a difference in the shadows, but after keeping in touch with his speeches, she starts to have a liking to his ideals, but never being able to actually have the courage to stand up and speak directly to him to share ideas. Instead, she kept it to herself, and kept hidden in the shadows.

While she was trying to become a actual professional legislacelarator and was climbing the stairs of society, she starts to lose track of The Signless' whereabouts, trying to focus on something more realistic. And finally, after some sweeps, her efforts are noticed and she gets known by her talent.

After getting her neophyte title and feeling more accomplished about her life as she finally cleared her main goals somehow, it is announced The Signless' death.

Frustrated for never being able to speak to him and thank him for being such a influence in her life, and knowing the revolution was a failure and his hope became lost, she seeks for a way to keep his words flowing, although it became forbidden speaking his name and mention the revolt. Not long after, she knows about the underground movement and she decides to join them. Surprisingly for her, the group was much bigger than she was expecting.

As part of the legislacerators' group, she gets a appointment to capture and bring Mindfang to justice. She takes her lusus with her and when she's able to capture her, Pyralspite burns her eight fold vision when she faces her lusus' blinding bright eyes and Redglare severely damages her arm. However, in Mindfang's trial, she turns the spectators' aggression to Redglare, causing a commotion that leads to her own doom as she ends up being hanged in the noose intended for Mindfang.

Strengths/Weaknesses: Redglare is almost emotionally untouchable. She has a great sense of justice and will make things work the way she wants them to. She'll hardly show any kind of weaknesses, but she's scared of such matters as death and not being able to help those in need.
Due to the fact she doesn't like being played with, she would take whichever possibility she had to take revenge.
Abilities: Redglare is great with mind games. With the possibility that some powers from the role she had in the scratched session are able to be retained, as a Knight of Mind player, she knows what possibilities she has to turn things to her favor, unless it is out of her range of calculation.

Relationships to Canon Characters:
The Signless She was a supporter of his ideals and his death touched her. She shows great respect and admiration for him.

Marquise Spinneret Mindfang The cause of her death. Redglare had orders to apprehend Mindfang and bring her to justice. Mindfang controlled the spectators' minds and turned them against the neophyte, killing her by leaving her hanging in the noose that was intended to Mindfang's trial.

Terezi Pyrope Her descendant. Redglare seemed to be a great and big influence in Terezi's life.

Latula Pyrope Her pre-scratched incarnation. Both don't seem to have many things in common.

[FANDOM OC] Neophyte Redglare || Homestuck || Reserve || 3 of 3

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First Person:

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4ctully 1 b3l13v3 1 would g3t som3th1ng l1k3 4 ch4rt of my st4tus wh3n 1 w4s 4l1v3, l1k3 how m4ny t1m3s 1 l4ugh3d or how m4ny t1m3s p3opl3 f3lt r3d 4bout m3, or 3v3n how m4ny p3opl3 ch3ck3d my butt. >;D
Ok 1'm don3 w1th th3 jok3s. Wh4t 1s th1s Ruby C1ty? 4nd 1m 3xp3ct1ng 4 f41rly w3ll wr1tt3n t3xt w1th 4 m1n1mum 413 p4r4gr4phs.
4nd you c4n b3t 1'm not som3on3 you'r3 look1ng forw4rd to m3ss w1th.

Third Person:

A gasp. A small drop of sweat ran down the young adult's face as she breathed heavily, taking her hand to her neck when a sudden a lack of breath is felt. She closed her eyes as she went through the depths of her memories, to only remember her last moments. A noose and a smile of victory from her ever first opponent.

It was all a game. The jury was only hoping for amusement and enjoyment. It didn't matter who'd win in this trial. What was she thinking? Getting herself involved in such situation... And she paid for her recklessness in the end, with her own doom.

Probably not any of this wouldn't have happened in the first place if it wasn't for that man's rebellious movement. She believed for a moment she could do the same herself. Ah, what a disappointment she was. Did he watch her fail after his fall? Because she wasn't the successful one in any way possible. She was not the one who influenced billion of trolls. He showed a path. He gave hope. He created bonds. He was the one who made everything possible for a change. And she... was nothing. She only had pure talent, and no experience, and that's why she failed.

When Redglare realizes the actual reality she's in, tears are falling heavily out of her eyes. Curling up and holding both her legs, she lets the sad drift away. Finally she would get a proper rest after letting go of all of that.

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[CANON] DAVESPRITE || Homestuck || reserve || 1 of 2

[crowsicle]

PLAYER
Name: Asher
Personal Journal: asherdashery
E-mail: ash (dot) sofman (at) gmail (dot) com
AIM/MSN/etc: asherdashery (AIM), asherdashery (Plurk)

CHARACTER
Name: Davesprite
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: Immediately post-Cascade, before Jade brings him to the party boat.

Personality: DAVESPRITE: ask me anything go ahead ill give you a straight answer
DAVE: alright
DAVE: here goes
DAVE: why are we so fucking awesome
DAVESPRITE: thats the best fucking question anybody ever asked

So there's this thirteen-year-old boy who lives with his brother, striking cool into the heat of Texas. He runs his own blog, mixes his own music, develops his own photos, and makes his own (awful) comics. He fills his room with posters of robots and dead things in jars. He's quick with a katana and quicker with a verbal jab, especially when it comes to rap battles. His buddies come from all over the country, and as for bullies--well, he once trolled a troll into blocking him. He never takes off his shades. Pretty sweet, right?

Davesprite used to be Dave Strider, the aforementioned sweet dude with the shades and the swag. The defining drive of his life was maintaining his aura of chill nonchalance, which mostly manifested as verbal irony and a general downplaying of emotion. There was nothing that could get his goat. Absolutely. Not even a thing. Not the goading of internet trolls or his brother's creepy puppets or the insinuation that someone peed in his apple juice--this kid just took it in stride and flung back sarcastic commentary and did not at all flip off the handle. Or if he did, he made sure to spin it into the illest acrobatic pirouette.

Take that kid and put him into a game that ends the world, kills his friends, and makes itself impossible to win.

Long story short, an alternate version of Dave came back from a doomed, dead-end future to save his friends. This alternate Dave became Davesprite. He's still Dave, but he's saddled with what might have been months of endless monster-fighting, the loss of two of his best friends, heightened exposure to unforgiving psychoanalysis from his last friend and the only other living human left in his timeline (who also happens to be the sister he didn't know he had), and the knowledge that all he was doing, every enemy he destroyed, amounted to nothing more than reconnaissance to ensure this Dave would make the past go the right way.

Maybe he's a little bit bitter.

TG: john stop being a tool and unbuckle yourself from that piece of shit
TG: if our friendship means anything youll listen to me and past dave
TG: this is future dave by the way

Compared to Dave, Davesprite's usually a little more straightforward and easier to read. He doesn't have much patience for bullshit, even his own, so he'll often just come out and say things instead of deflecting his sincerity through layers of foul language and metaphor. He's still more comfortable mowing down demons with a sword than he is with his feelings, but he's a bit easier to parse. This is even more so the case when Davesprite has important information to impart; a sprite's role is to guide players through the game, and he doesn't seem to have a problem with being helpful. When he's upset or doesn't want to share something, though, he can clam up pretty intensely--and be an unbelievable jerk about it, too.

He also used to hold the game-given title of the Knight of Time, so he's got a chivalrous, protective impulse wrapped up in all that posturing and places a surprising value on duty for a thirteen-year-old. Davesprite always has some greater purpose to attend: saving his friends, sticking around to mentor Dave, backing up his brother, reforging a legendary sword. It could be that he keeps himself busy to avoid thinking about his no-longer-dead friends, or how he abandoned his sister in the bad timeline with no definite assurance her consciousness would transfer to the good. He certainly avoids contacting all of them except on game-related, saving-their-lives business. He instead focuses blindly on his responsibilities.

TG: but like
TG: if im seeing this
TG: shouldnt i be able to do something about it
TG: or stop it from happening or
TG: i dont know like anything to keep helping my friends
TG: what do i do

And Davesprite's ultimate responsibility is to his people. While Alpha Dave can get distracted by sidequests and rap-offs and troll banter, Davesprite pursues the well-being of his friends and family with a dogged persistence not even the most exquisitely crappy comic-strip peace offerings can deter. This protectiveness may blind him to full understanding of his friends' own strengths--both he and Dave can be a little dismissive of them, especially the friendlier, nicer ones. The self-aggrandizement and stand-offish attitude may not be more than an act, but Davesprite tends to think he's the only one who can get things done. He's either the only one capable, the only one knowledgeable, or the only one, well, expendable enough, as an alternate Dave. And when things go bad, he has a tendency to blame himself.

AA: and yes your guardian did die
TG: dammit
TG: what did i do wrong

With all that weight, and after being completely powerless to stop the game's super-villain from tearing him apart and killing his brother, it's really no wonder that Davesprite comes off as worn and war-weary. He's been through a lot, and he's hurt in every way, and he's so close to just being done with it all that the only thing that has been keeping him going is his sense of duty.

After all, he doesn't consider himself the "real" Dave anymore. He's drawn back from his friends, turned timeline management over to Alpha Dave, lost his brother, and even gave up his normal body to prevent his bad future from happening. He's in terrible condition. The other Dave's there to pick up where he left off. What's he got left to hang on for besides one last effort to help his friends?

JADESPRITE: what about your sword? isnt it important?
DAVESPRITE: i guess so
DAVESPRITE: but not really for me since im not the real dave anymore

So the tl;dr version: He's an insufferable prick the same pseudo-detached sarcastic jerk he always was, but he cuts out a lot of the bullshit because of everything he's lost. He's still cagey about his feelings, but it's a little clearer how much he really does care about his people. He clings to purpose like a drowning man to the rock pulling him down. Because under all the pop culture references and ironic metaphors, he's just a thirteen-year-old kid loaded up with guilt and insecurity.

[CANON] DAVESPRITE || Homestuck || reserve || 2 of 2

[crowsicle]

First Person: [TEXT]

thanks but no thanks
i dont need a watch
or a clinic
or any kind of human companionship during my unplanned vacation to ghost town limbo county
its mind boggling given the statistical evidence but some thirteen year olds dont need constant vigilance twenty four seven to keep from randomly dying like stupid assholes
go figure
step off my grill im good
ill walk it off
all i really want is some kind of news update so i can get my bearings
so
question
has the world ever ended here
you know even a little bit
inquiring canaries must know

Third Person:

There was a flash of green, and it was all over.

Davesprite hovered over the Battlefield--now deafening in the sudden silence after the Reckoning, after Jade's and Rose's and his other self's ascension--and thought of exactly nothing. He had nothing left to think, for a time. It was a merciful quiet.

He was done.

He sank slowly to the broken, checkered tiles below him and tried to hold that well of silence inside him, but already reality was trickling in again. Just echoes, at first. They did it. You're done. It's over. He pressed his hot cheek to the swell of the ground and tried to immerse himself in only the sick, unending torture of his torn wing and stomach, but even that didn't stave off the next round of returning awareness.

They were done, and Bro was still dead.

Davesprite was out of tries. He wasn't the time guy no more, he couldn't go back and fix it. Not even Dave could, apparently, because here they were and Bro was still gone, and something inside him knew that that was how it was supposed to be. Not for some kind of terrible justice, not because it was part of his--or Dave's, since Davesprite's path probably didn't matter anymore--not because it was part of Dave's epic bildungsroman (thanks, Rose), but because that "supposed to" was supposed by some sadistic gods of space and time who didn't give a syphilic shart about four kids and their dead, doomed Guardians.

Drifting in his wounded, bitter haze, he felt a pang of pity for Jadesprite, who'd been so unhappy only for alpha Jade to subsume her personality, and didn't have the heart--though he did have the perspective, that much was given him as Dave's sprite and spirit guide--to recognize that it was a pang of pity for himself. Poor, doomed Davesprite. She left him all alone on a battered, busted planet.

Not that it mattered. He was just going to have a lie down for a while. It's not like he had anything else to do. He'd done what he came back to do, and everyone was alive, except for the people who'd ever given half a fuck about him after he'd prototyped himself.

When he opened his eyes again, his bleeding torso still ached but his cheek was pressed against a pane of cool glass instead of the cracked chessboard tile of the Battlefield. He frowned, then lifted his head from the window. He was on a train?

"Motherfuckers," he croaked, then let his head thump back against the glass with a groan. In a minute, he'd get up and reconnoiter. For Dave. For the game.

He still had shit to make transpire.

[CANON] Jane Crocker | Homestuck | No Reserve

[xanthous]

PLAYER
Name: Amanda
Personal Journal: daintily
E-mail: speakforthetruffalas@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: AIM – man grit

CHARACTER
Name: Jane Crocker
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: After [S] Dirk: Unite, but before entering the medium.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Asides from the fact that Jane has no reason to talk with a troll who’s a billion years older than her, Jane is relatively exclusive and shy. She sticks to those she trusts, and the chances of her interacting with Psiioniic are slim to none.

Personality: Jane is a horribly skeptical character. Her skepticism is one of the things that set her apart from the rest of the Alpha timeline, and she’s always been a bit doubtful. She doubts things unless she can see them for herself, even when she’s being told by her closest friends. She realized, slowly, that she shouldn’t doubt everything, and is making a better effort at believing things at face value. She told Roxy she would believe anything the girl told her, but she still seemed to doubt many of the things she was told. She is hesitant to believe the fantastic, and refused to believe that Betty Crocker was an evil corporation. It was all just so silly!

Jane is a straightforward girl, but she’s not all serious all the time. She comes from a long line of pranksters, and she loves situational comedies and pulling pranks on others. Silly pranks, though, because she wouldn’t want to harm anyone! Despite this love for jokes, Jane can’t really handle the absurd or unexpected. She was baffled and unsettled by Gamzee’s appearance, which really isn’t weird, but when stressed and surprised she tends to become even more defensive and resistant than she usually is, and way more on edge.

Another thing that puts Jane on edge is the topic of her feelings. She tends to avoid the topic, and gets very flustered, very, very easily. She hates to impose on others, and she really can’t express herself. She has a tendency of shutting down and not speaking her mind, and then kicks herself for that later. It doesn’t really help her the next time she has to talk, and she kicks herself again. This extends into more than just romance, because Jane can get very overwhelmed very, very easily, and she wishes she could have handled things better.

She is remarkably stubborn and curious, which seems like a common trait in her family. Instead of listening to Dirk’s AR about staying put. She felt like she had to go and solve a mystery, and couldn’t just keep her ass put. She didn’t seem to understand that she could be walking into danger, and really just wanted to see if her Father was there, or if she could possibly find more. She was worried about her friends, and her family, and she couldn’t just stand around when she could do so much more. Perhaps because she gets excited, as she is a very excitable girl, and perhaps it was her love of mysteries, because she’s always wanted to be a detective and wants to be hardboiled, but whatever the reason there is, Jane can’t stay in one place for long, or obey people when they tell her to drop things.

She loves baking, and can be just as sweet as the cakes she makes. She’s not a pushover, but she is very kind and caring, even if she can’t express herself without feeling like a fool. She can be very down on herself, and she thinks she can do better. She feels like she has expectations she has to meet, and she’s afraid of never reaching them and of failure, and she refuses to speak of them. She tried to be a gardener, but she got frustrated at her plants disappearing and now refuses to talk about it. Jane feels like she has to make her family and friends proud. She can spend ages lost in her thoughts, and she entertains many daydreams, and even more worries. She worries that she doesn’t know anything, and she kicks herself for thinking that she could ever assume that she was as smart as she is.

First Person: [She can't remember how she had gotten on this train. She stares out the window, brows furrowed as she tries to remember what had happened. She remembers Dirk, Jake, Roxy, Dirk’s head…

She swallows, nervous and scared and unable to shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong. She has to get off of this train. She is up and out of this door as soon as the urge comes over her, and she stares around the station with barely contained awe. Had they succeeded? Were they in the game? If so, where was everyone else?]

Jake? Are you here? Dirk, Roxy?

[She calls out into the empty station, staring around. She hasn’t noticed anything new on her person, so she has no idea she’s currently being recorded.]

Anyone? This isn’t really funny, guys…

Third Person: The city never ceased to amaze Jane. She had done reasonably well at settling in (or, well, she certainly hoped she was doing well at settling in, but she had her doubts about precisely how well she was adjusting), but the city was so remarkably different from the life she had led beforehand. She had spent so much time locked up or caged into her home, but the suburb she lived in wasn’t anything like Ruby City. It was so large and sprawling, Jane thought it would be so easy to get lost and forgotten.

Though, the most unsettling thing about the city for Jane was how much freedom she had. Her father wasn’t there, and while she did miss him terribly, the freedom she had in the city was novel. She enjoyed it, for the most part, but it she couldn’t help but feel like bringing a bunch of minors to a city without their guardians was more than a little underhanded. Maybe she was thinking into it too much, but she couldn’t help but feel suspicious over their so-called captors’ intents by bringing children to this place. It was bizarre.

Jane was trying not to let it get to her, but it could be hard to go from living your life in one way to something so radically different. Not to mention that after everything that had happened, and everything she had seen beforehand made this experience all the more jarring. It was hard to forget the sight of your friend’s severed head, hard to forget dying and rocketboards and everything else that had happened. She couldn’t help but feel that Ruby City was a horrible, disgusting prank against the world and everything she held dear, and she had been thoroughly duped.

She would handle it, though. She would make it through any ordeal this place would throw at her, because she didn’t have a choice. She would survive, and as she walked through the streets she kept her head held high.

[CANON] Dipper Pines | Gravity Falls | no reserve

[mysterytwin]

PLAYER
Name: Takato
Personal Journal: basekind
E-mail: alterniashope@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: soulscandalous

CHARACTER
Name: Dipper Pines
Canon: Gravity Falls
Timeline: post Summerween, episode 12
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality:
"When life gives you lemons, extract the juice and use it to draw a treasure map in invisible ink. That really works! Seriously!"

Dipper could possibly be compared to a child version of Agent Mulder - no matter how bizarre a situation is, he completely believes it is happening and pursues it without hesitation. While he relies on his wits and resourcefulness, he's still just a little kid and sometimes it shows. He gets easily annoyed when he's told he's too young or not old enough and takes great offense to being called little anything. Despite this however he's extremely level headed and intelligent, having a lot more common sense than those in his immediate family and most of those around him. Wise beyond his years, he applies logic and planning to problem solving.

Despite of some of the kids normally his age, Dipper is actually pretty nice despite the fact that he can be selfish at times. He's quite sensitive, often taking things to heart while people might not mean what they actually say. He's neurotic, compulsively making a list on the idea that things will go his way if he follows a plan. There have been hints that he has a sacrificial lamb sentimentality, from the lamb costume he's made to wear to entertain the spirits in The Inconveniencing to the lamb shears Gideon tried using on him in The Hand That Rocks The Mabel. He'd do pretty much anything for his twin sister, even if she does irritate him. They're direct foils of each other, with Mable being the one more inclined to be silly than as straight laced as Dipper is (her silliness even helps them solve a mystery in Irrational Treasure).

Perhaps part of Dipper that stands out is his courage and recklessness. From the get go, he's constantly doing reckless things from driving a golf cart to rescue Mabel from gnomes that he believes are a zombie to feeling like he has to prove his manliness by training with Manotaurs. He's not entirely chivalrous, though he does often step aside to let someone else through first and definitely has plenty of nerve. The first thing Dipper learns in Gravity Falls is 'trust no one', but throws this to the wind and trusts in his twin sister Mabel. She is pretty much the only one he's loyal to other than the other members of the Mystery Shack family (Soos, Wendy and Grunkle Stan), but his berserk buttons are pushed when Mabel in particular is in danger. He does most of the work when it comes to solving the mysteries of Gravity Falls, and although he does seem to value fair play he's capable of fighting dirty and seems to have a fair amount of tolerance for everyone who isn't Robbie.

Dipper is not only smart, but he's the textbook bookworm, using logic to solve most of the mysteries and dramas happening in Gravity Falls, Oregon. He's very interestred in riddles, often refusing to sit still when puzzles, usually restless without something to do and almost always seen with Book 3 in hand. He's paranoid but not quite to the point where he wouldn't trust his sister despite what the words in the book say. He's also quite witty and intelligent, interested in learning about the mysteries of Gravity Falls and has head to toe creativity and genre savvyness. While he likes to think of himself as the leader out of the twins, Dipper is fairly resourceful. He created the shrinking and enlarging ray by taking apart an old flashlight and inserting the crystal, and took along seventeen cameras when he went to hunt for the lake monster with Soos and Mabel. He doesn't really have much ambition aside from wanting to solve mysteries, but he does have some cunning that helps him against his enemies.

Although Mabel is often the silly twin, Dipper isn't without his own humor, often providing snarky comic relief. He's a quick thinker, often working under stressfull and life threatening situations when faced with Gravity Falls' supernatural and when it looks like there's no way out he quickly finds a solution to the problem at hand. He tends to have small instances of insecurity and self doubt, needing to prove himself not only to himself but also to others, an example being in The Inconveniencing when he constantly tries to one-up anyone who questions his credibility as an almost-teen. In the end though, he's just a kid despite his smarts and wit.

First Person:
[The whole mess with the Summerween Trickster over, he had allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief and go to bed like a normal kid. Knowing that you accidentally summoned a candy demon was, well, jarring to say the least. He likes to think he's smart for his age and, well, not to toot his own horn but he is. Living in Gravity Falls for the last month or however long it has been, you'd think he knows better than to brush off local lore, but a lot of things have gone wrong tonight. He's just glad he made up with Mabel for being a jerk.

Waking up on a train is not what he expects, and at first he thinks he's dreaming. And then he pinches himself and he isn't dreaming. Well great. There are a few dozen questions rolling through his head but at the moment the important thing is seeing if anyone is around after he steps off the train. Figuring out the watch-like device is easy, if not a bit of trial and error, but at least it looks like he has a way of communicating.

Who with...well, that's to be decided, isn't it?]

Is...is this thing on? Can anyone hear me? Hello? Mabel? Grunkle Stan?

Third Person:
Despite his first apprehensions about waking up in a strange place without anyone familiar around, Dipper had taken to living in the city quite well. Being a city boy (as much as he hated to prove Sheriff Blubs right, and he so hated to), he was used to city life, adjusting to it like he was just back home in Piedmont, California. But there was still a few important factors consider especially.

Number one was how much he missed his sister. Mabel could annoy him at times but she was the most important person in his life, that was for certain. She was his comfort, his rock with all her silly wisdom and a constant source of cheer when he was down. It was just unfortunate that it took nearly getting eaten by a candy monster to show him that. You only had one twin in your life, and there was no way he'd be letting Mabel out of his sight if she came to the city.

A small part of him hoped she wouldn't.

Number two was the fact that this city was filled with so many strange people. If Dipper had thought Gravity Falls had been full of weird, there was even more weird here. The book didn't say anything about trolls but he didn't think the ones back home would be strange space aliens, an example at the very least.

Number three was wondering how everyone back at Gravity Falls was taking his disappearance, if it was something noticeable. He liked to think he was a likable guy, at the very least one with a few friends under his belt. Still, if there was a way into this city there was a way out. Dipper just hadn't found it yet.

And if there was one thing Dipper prided himself on, it was figuring out a situation. Sure the city had eluded him so far but he was a thinker. He'd find a way. And even if he didn't, at least for now he had a roof over his head. He could deal with that.

[tinstarheart]

PLAYER
Name: Otter
Personal Journal:literarysupplanter
E-mail: riversideotter[a]gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: riversideotter[a]gmail.com (AIM and MSN), OtterRiverside

CHARACTER
Name: Wyatt Cain
Canon: Tin Man.
Timeline: Just after Cain locks Zero in the tin suit, after being rescued by the rebel forces. (And after he’s already been in game for a short time. So he was back in the OZ for a while)
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?:This is my first Character.

Personality:
Wyatt Cain is a man of principles, which is how he had managed to become one of the OZ’s elite tin man, who was honoured with a position within the mystic man’s personal guard. As such, Cain is disciplined, authoritative, proficient in weapons, and is very used to being obeyed when an order was given.

Cain is also a family-man. Or at least was. He had a loving wife and a beautiful son. As the cruel princess Azkadelia stole her mother’s throne, Cain was one of many who had joined the resistance against her due to his strong belief in justice. While it appears that Cain had a strong background in the resistance for quite a while, he was inevitably discovered which caused one of Azkadelia’s men, Zero, to confront Cain. Zero and his contingent of long coats severely beat Wyatt Cain and stole his wife and child. What is most cruel about this is that they had recorded the scene, which after locking Cain in a life sustaining metal suit replayed the video on loop to him for approximately fifteen years.

This lead Cain to become rather distant, cold, suspicious and mistrusting to people when he was finally released from the suit by DG and Glitch all those years later. Despite their polite request to lead them to Central City, Wyatt coldly declined them, citing that he didn’t want to be saddled with some kid or a felon (It was common practice for a time where the worst felons had their brains removed to help rehabilitate them. A zipper along the skull was proof that this had been done to Glitch). However, when realising that they had every intention of going to Central City on their own even without their help, which would lead through the fields of the dangerous creatures known as the papae. Wyatt, with a great deal of resignation, agreed to lead them to the City. Showing that even after being shown a terrible part of his past repeatedly for years, the long coats hadn’t damaged his will or his desire to keep people walk into dangerous situations.

As Wyatt spent time with DG, Glitch and then shortly later with Raw he began to become more of his old self, going from a cold hearted man who gave up on caring, to the man who cares deeply for those he considers family. However, I feel it would have been a lot harder for him to connect with the other if he had never learnt that DG was the missing princess, and being ordered by the Mystic Man to protect her no matter what. However due to his direct speech and negative outlook, he was often teased by Glitch for being a grumpy man in need of some heart.

Wyatt had also learnt what had become of his own family, much to his grief his wife had died. That being said, he soon learnt that his son was alive and well. Not to mention he was also a leader in the resistance, a fact that causes Wyatt to swell with pride.

First Person:

[Wyatt looks at the watch for a long moment, turning it over in his hands looking at it from every angle, his eyes taking in every feature of it. He didn’t look the slightest bit impressed with it, or its apparent functions. He put it down on the table in front of him then looked it at some more. Without realising it, as he put it down he had managed to turn on to transmit. After looking at the face of the watch for a moment he stood up and walked out of view of the camera. After a few moment she came back, no longer wearing his hat or duster jacket. Once again he picked up the watch to look at it, turning it this way or that]

How did they even make this a communicator anyway? Wait, that does that...

[He pulls the watch closer to his face, to find that he is currently broadcasting. Then starts fiddling with buttons]

...How do I turn thi-

[The video cuts out as Wyatt manages to accidentally turn it off]



Third Person:
Wyatt looked around him solemnly. He had no idea how he had come to find himself on that train, nor why he had let himself be ushered off.

The last thing he had remembered was that he was with his son, the boy he had all but lost over fifteen annuals ago. He had also been with Glitch and Raw. They had all been preparing to get ready to find and rescue DG from her kidnapper.

He narrowed his eyes and looked around more, looking for faces he recognised, refusing to let any worry show itself. He gave up trying to tell himself that he wasn’t worried while on the train.

Clearing his throat he decided to make himself look a little ridiculous in hopes of getting a response.

“Jedd!? Glitch?! … Raw?!”

He lifted the brim off his hat and began to walk the platform. He needed to find them, find out where they were, and try and find their way back to DG before anything back could happen to her.