APPLICATIONS

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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 ✧

Comments

ACCEPTED

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REVISION REQUESTED

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Thank you for your application.

At this time we are requesting a revision before we consider your application for acceptance. Specifically, we would like you to please examine and revise your Third-Person writing sample, as it does not match with the game's specifications. Third-Person samples are to be composed of past-tense writing.

Please feel free to submit your revision at your convenience, and we will be happy to look it over as soon as it comes in.

We look forward to hearing back from you!

ACCEPTED

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ACCEPTED

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Third Person redo

[puppy_lancer]

One of the good things about being a Servant is that Lancer has no need for a house. Honestly, what would he do with a house anyway? It wasn't like he needed to sleep or anything. Nights were spent like days, drifting in the streets, hoping that he would run into something interesting. He didn't have anything better to do. It was just about impossible for him to go home--all his previous attempts had ended in failure. By now, he had fallen into his usual pattern of behavior from before he was a Servant. And that was to explore the city in hopes of finding fun fights, cute girls, and a nice drink of a dozen.

When he did get bored, he just squatted down on a random roof and dozed off a while. He liked the cool breeze whipping against his face and the high vantage point that gave him a good look at the stars. It reminded him of home. No matter how much changed on the ground, the night sky remained the same. This was what he was trying to do today, if not for the presence of something unexpected.

"Caw."

That was the only warning he received before a black feathered. A better check would have told him that it was a crow, but at this point, he was too busy tumbling down the roof.

Another good thing about being a Servant was that he was too tough to die from just falling off a roof onto the pavement below. However, he had still slammed into it hard enough to make a big noise.

"Ow..."

He whimpered as he tried to get up. Just because it didn't kill him doesn't mean it didn't still hurt. After he sat up, he looked around, trying to see if a crowd had gathered or if the homeowner had come out to check the commotion. He didn't have any problems with telling the homeowner that he had been sleeping on the roof. After all, it was pretty much routine for Lancer. However, explaining why he had fallen off would be embarrassing.

Lancer winced when the door to the house started opening. Ah, shit. He might as well as get it over with.

"Yo. Guess you're checking up on that noise?

ACCEPTED

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[Canon] Celty Sturluson || Durarara! || Reserve || Returning Application

[lookingforhead]

PLAYER
Name:Matt
Personal Journal:lookingforhead
E-mail:tazrael@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc:MattB345 - AIM

CHARACTER
Name: Celty Sturluson
Canon: Durarara!
Timeline: Returning with her memory of her previous visit intact, but she's now gotten to the end of the anime and has the gang war arc behind her. The novels continue the story from there.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality: There is an urban legend in Tokyo's district of Ikebukuro known as the "Black Rider". A black motorcycle that goes without lights on and makes odd noises, ridden by someone dressed in black, save for their yellow helmet. Some even refer to this legend as the "Headless Rider", claiming that the person riding the motorcycle is not human.

The truth of the matter is that this is all absolutely true. Celty is a Dullahan who has journeyed over from Ireland in search of her missing head. The motorcycle is actually her horse Shooter, disguised via her powers. In the rare occasions where it takes horse form, it has no head as well (this is more thematic, while hers has gone missing entirely). She has lost her memories of her time before losing her head, not knowing where it is, but having a vague sense of where it may be.

Since coming to Ikebukuro and making various connections there, she has taken on the roll of a courier and has acclimated well to her surroundings. She is also a member of a street gang known as The Dollars. Unable to communicate vocally, she does so by typing messages into her phone and showing it to people. The phone itself is a gift of the scientist whom she lives with, and considers it a treasured possession.

She spends a good deal of time online and in chat rooms. She enjoys watching scary movies and alien autopsy documentaries, but usually winds up scaring herself instead. The only thing she fears more than aliens are traffic cops. She also has a concern that splits her main reason for being in Ikebukuro: On the one hand she wants to get her head back, for fear that she may lose herself without it as she is having trouble remembering what it looked like, but at the same time is not sure who she may become if she got it back and had her memories restored.

PART 2

[lookingforhead]

First Person: [Coming to on the train was one of the more disturbing moments of her brief remembrance. She had been on a courier run....had she? A quick patting down found her phone in her pocket which was reassuring, but that was quickly lost when she couldn't get a message through to Shinra or anyone else. There was nothing else on or around her that seemed to imply any sort of job she had been on.]

!!

[Standing up, she quickly moved through the train car towards the back, following the sensation of the presence of her horse. She found the motorcycle in the storage car, looking similarly distressed. Patting it and comforting it, she guided it off the train and looked around. Wherever this was, it wasn't Ikebukuro.]

Third Person: Celty guided her horse through the streets of this new city, urging it on silently as she took in her surroundings. The motorcycle rolled on, only making brief whinnies that echoed her own discomfort at the sudden change, but as they rolled on through the night they didn't seem to attract too much attention.

What could it have been that brought her here? Anesthetic had proven to be ineffective on her, so it couldn't have been humans. Maybe she'd finally run into another of her own kind? Perhaps this was a clue to where her head had gone...

'...Oh no...it's aliens! It has to be aliens! Aliens would be the most likely to kidnap me, right? Little green men preparing to perform experiments!'

The darkness and shadow around her coalesced into a scythe and she looked around frantically, holding it tight in self defense. After a few moments of nothing leaping out at her, Celty finally got herself to calm down again. She forced herself to put the idea of alien invaders from her mind as she continued searching for some clue of what had happened.

She perked up as she finally found someone else roaming the street and pulled her bike to a stop next to them. Typing quickly into her phone, she then held it out to show them the glowing screen. {Excuse me. Where is this?}

Personality Continued, from previous application Revision

[lookingforhead]

The interesting thing about Celty is that she carries no revulsion or rejection to being a monster. It's what she is and she's fine with it. However, at the same time she has cultivated friendships with the humans around her and in an early episode of the second half of the series she foregoes hunting down a lead for where her head is in favor of helping out some friends in need (one of whom is being attacked, and another who just needs someone to talk to). She even considers herself at the same level or even below others, referring to Shizuo as being stronger than her and finding his strength thrilling, or later on assuring him that he doesn't need to fight to protect her because she's concerned about his own well being.

She's become an urban legend, but she doesn't really care about the status, nor does she seem to care about hiding what she is. She shows up in public regularly, and often takes her helmet off when asked, she sees no big deal on the matter. She simply is herself.
thanks to her living with Shinra and his devotion to her, she's getting to the point where she doesn't believe she needs her head to validate her existence, though she'd still like it back for the sake of security (who knows what would happen if it was destroyed).

She's a thoroughly modern dullahan, a fan of movies and chatting on the internet. She has a fascination and fear of aliens, often chalking up the stranger occurrences to their handiwork first before calming down (see the Saika/Slasher case). The only thing she fears more than aliens are Ikebukuro's more aggressive traffic cops.

She poses as a man in the online chat, but she's a terrible liar (both online and off), and her chat partners know she's a girl and are just polite about it. Whether they know who she really is depends on the other character (all the chat room sequences involve characters who know eachother offline but may not know their aliases. Only Izaya is the one who surely knows who everyone is).

Her phone is her main source of expression, and she cherishes it as a gift from Shinra. Beyond that, she tends to be very expressive with body language, even going so far as to go through the physical action of laughing in one episode even though there is no sound to go with it. If her helmet is off, the shadowy "smoke" that emerges from her neck is very expressive as well, puffing up thicker when she's angry or embarassed.

She's not very good at video games or cooking, and when she gets frustrated with something she tends to wrap it up in an impenetrable orb of shadow.

[Canon OC] Kankri Vantas | Homestuck | Reserved | 1/2

[c9rp9realn9rmative]

PLAYER
Name: Ri
Personal Journal: resplendentri
E-mail: ricapshew@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: JoyBringer5002 (AIM)


CHARACTER
Character Name: Kankri Vantas
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: At which point in the canon were they taken from?
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Considering that we have no indication that guardians go to dream bubbles, and even if they did my Dave is taken from before he ever did, there’s no feasible way for them to have met in canon. Ergo, it wouldn’t be out of line to assume that they aren’t going to interact significantly in RC, either.

Personality: Kankri Vantas is a very independent boy. He feels the need to take care of himself and not accept help from anyone. In canon, this is a holdover from the Beforan ideal of “culling.” On Beforus, being off-spectrum would have meant that he was taken in by a troll of a higher caste and practically infantilized. His independence, therefore, comes from a need to individualize his identity, to make himself known.

In a similar vein, Kankri cannot stand being babied. On Beforus, being coddled would have been indicative of his adherence to the problematic nature of the hemospectrum. He reacts almost violently when Porrim does something as seemingly innocuous as move to wipe grubsauce from his face. His vocabulary and general attitude are almost snobbishly intelligent, a marker perhaps of his vehement desire to separate himself as an independent troll and one who does not need to be “culled”. He is quite smart, although he lacks anything resembling common sense. He writes long-winded diatribes for fun, and shares them with anyone who would stand still long enough to listen.

Part and parcel with his intelligence and independence is a haughtiness or self-righteousness that comes with such teenage hubris. He believes that he is the be-all end-all of any debate, and that anyone who argues with or disagrees with him needs to be debated until they relent and admit that they’re wrong. This self-righteous behaviour comes from the type of Tumblr user that he in canon is meant to make fun of, the Social Justice Warrior. On his pet subjects, he believes that he is simply the best there is. Not only is there a way to win an argument, but Kankri will find it by any means necessary. Usually, what actually happens is that his partner gets sick of his circuitous, rambling tl;dr and just walks away. This kind of behavior is what earned him the nickname “The Insufferable” in canon.

Going along with the Social Justice Warrior stereotype, Kankri is ultimately well-intentioned in his essays and diatribes. He wants to educate others on his own enlightened opinion, he is just oblivious as to how much he can come across as a sanctimonious asshole at times. He means well enough. It’s important to note that he is not a satire of the “die cis scum” SJW. His language and tone come across as ultimately respectful, overall, and indeed most of the reason why he is so long-winded and exhausting to talk to is because he goes so far not to step on anyone’s toes with his rambling. Another sign of his good intentions (and also a trademark of the type of SJW that he is meant to parody) are the trigger warnings that he uses and abuses. He warns not only for all potential triggers, but also many things that wouldn’t normally be considered triggering in the slightest. He makes up new, politically-correct terms to replace words he considers “pr96lematic,” in order to avoid being politically incorrect.

While he doesn’t intend to offend anyone, he ultimately has an ego himself, and it blinds him to how his Social Justice whiteknighting can be at least as problematic, if not moreso, than the behaviour of those he is trying to educate. This comes out in how he will ask his debate partner about their triggers in advance and make it clear that if they become triggered, he will stop and make every effort to accommodate them, but if the trigger in question is related to an important point of his debate, he won’t drop it entirely but will just make an effort to tiptoe around the subject and help them through the discussion. He has less empathy than he believes he does, which doesn’t, of course, make him a bad person. If anything, it just makes him a normal, flawed teenage boy. The problems arise because he believes himself to be much more than that. He is incredibly self-absorbed (again, like most teenagers, let alone teenage boys), and he believes that what he has to say is what is in everyone’s best interest.

It’s also important to bring attention to the fact that although they are biologically the same person, Kankri is not the same person as the Signless. Kankri is a socially impotent armchair crusader, essentially, which is excusable given that he is approximately 19 years old, 6 of which the players spent in an unwinnable session chasing their own tails. He tried to be the spiritual leader of his friends, but the major thing that he really lacks is genuine conviction. He could stand around pointing out all of the problems inherent in the system, but other than telling people what not to do or say, there was no real change he could affect. Signless, on the other hand, preserved some of his Seer powers post-Scratch, and he remembered slices of Beforus, which seemed like utopia in comparison to Alternia.

History: Like literally every other Sburb/Sgrub player in Homestuck, Kankri was a meteor baby. He was one of the first group of players of Sgrub, the pre-Scratch troll session. Very little is known about Beforus, the planet that was known in the post-Scratch universe as Alternia, but they had an interesting take on the idea of “culling”. On Alternia, as well as Beforus, those who were off-spectrum as well as lowbloods were culled. However, on Beforus, to be culled meant that you were taken under the guardianship of a highblood and tended to until the end of your shorter lifespan.

Kankri, being a mutantblood and making no real secret of it (he types in #FF0000, and wears a bright red sweater), would have also been taken in by this culture, which is one idea of where his prohibitively verbose social justice loquaciousness comes from. Being “culled” on Beforus, he would have been infantilized and looked down on as little more than a senseless child, no matter how old he really was. His social justice whiteknighting, therefore, can be read as a cry for attention.

Kankri was the Seer of Blood for his session of Sgrub, although it is implied that he never realized his full potential and, thus, never went god tier during the game. Seers, however, are a passive class, good at strategizing, and it has been speculated that the aspect of Blood could represent people or the populace, therefore making the realization of his power to be the ability to foresee how individuals would act in each of different opportunities, and guide situations to suit the best possible outcome.

He appointed himself the “spiritual leader” of the game, and attempted to spread his social justice doctrines among his fellow players and unite them under his philosophies. He also may have had an unrequited crush on the Pyrope of his session, Latula.

Eventually, the pre-Scratch trolls realized that theirs was a dead-end session, but they sat around and did nothing for three sweeps before making the decision to Scratch the session and start over. Since, they have been floating around in dreambubbles and watching the post-Scratch Alternia and its session unfold as it would. Kankri in particular appreciated the message of his post-Scratch incarnation, the Signless, but he found the means by which the Signless spread his message to be “pr96lematic” at best.

His typing quirk is to replace all “o”s with 9s and all “b”s with 6s, in obvious reference to the manacles that bound the Signless to the flogging jut, and also to the cancer symbol which was supposedly derived from said manacles by the devout followers of the Sufferer (much like Christians adopting the cross as their symbol). However, it’s unknown why this is his quirk. Perhaps there was more that he admired about his Post-Scratch incarnation than he lets on, or perhaps the Cancer symbol existed in the pre-Scratch universe in some form as well (although that is less likely, given that Aranea wears a Sufferer pendant and it is implicitly stated that she wears it out of admiration for the Signless’ teachings).

The first time that we meet Kankri is at the beginning of Act 6 Intermission 3. He is seen having cornered Karkat for presumably quite some time now, in the Derse/Prospit clusterfuck dreambubble section of the game. He talks so much that even the normally verbose Karkat has been struck dumb, although that may also have something to do with the mysterious pull that dancestors are implied to have over their post-Scratch counterparts (see: Kanaya being terrified of Porrim). Playing as Meenah (since it’s an interactive flash), you can eavesdrop on the “conversation” between Kankri and Karkat, which consists of reading a lot of bright red text.

There is also the option to “Be Kankri”, but when it is selected as Meenah, he brushes you off with the explanation that he is quite busy lecturing – debating with Karkat right now. If you go through the flash and “Be” Porrim, you can go back and actually talk to Kankri, prompting an argument between the two where Kankri gets quite sassy with her, poking at her concupiscent vacillations and essentially calling her the troll equivalent of a whore. Her concerns about female rights are brushed off in lieu of Kankri’s desire to focus on more “important” topics, which basically means topics that he is actually interested in.

Once again, the option to “Be Kankri” comes up, but once again he turns you away, this time with the suggestion that you try again with someone “a little radder”. This prompts the player to go “be” Latula, and then come back and talk to him. This time, his interaction is completely changed. He is not nearly as self-assured as he was when he was talking to Porrim or Meenah, and he seems totally off his game. This supports the idea that he might have had an unrequited crush on her that both his vow of chastity and her relationship with Mituna Captor prevented. When Latula requests to “Be Kankri,” he blusters and tries to argue for a moment, before finally relenting and letting player control switch to him.

At this point, the player can walk around as the red-sweatered little bitch, and may be tempted to see if it’s programmed so that you can throw him off of the Prospit towers. Such is, unfortunately, not the case, but you can go talk to Porrim again. Upon doing so, Kankri immediately launches into a self-righteous spiel about how rude it was for her to interrupt him while he was speaking with his “disciple”, and he becomes increasingly snippy with her. He outright explodes when she begins to mother him, snarling at her and wiping the grubsauce off of his face on his own because he’s a big boy and can do so.

After talking to Porrim, there’s little else to do with Kankri besides switch player control back to Meenah, after which Kankri becomes irrelevant to the rest of the flash. He appears very briefly in the other two “Meenahquest” flashes as well, although not even as a selectable character. He appears when Meenah is talking to Mituna, and both chides her for being insensitive to Mituna’s needs, but also tells Mituna that his need for a helmet carries unfortunate implications. He then later appears in order to chide Meenah (again), this time for being insensitive to Cronus’ humankin identity. However, it appears that he doesn’t necessarily believe Cronus either, as he makes a very backhanded statement about how terrible it would be if Cronus was lying about his identity to garner sympathy.

His appearance in Meenahquest3 is similarly limited, although he is mentioned at the end by Hussie wherein the joke is explained that he is a parody of terrible social justice bloggers, and that anyone who was asspained by his existence is exactly who he’s a parody of.

Strengths/Weaknesses:
Kankri’s main strength lies in his ability to not just turn every discussion back to himself and his own experiences, or to seemingly ignore all social cues that the person in question doesn’t want to be there, but his ability to hold a lecture – sorry, “discussion” for hours without stopping. He also has a fairly extensive vocabulary at his fingertips, and not just comprised of words that he more than likely made up. He has the ability to sound incredibly mature and well-spoken, while also sounding like a sanctimonious douchecanoe. His main weakness is that he does not know when or, likely, how to shut up. Ever. In addition, given his lack of real action toward his pet causes, aside from telling others to check their privilege, he comes across as an impotent armchair crusader. In addition, he would like to think that he has the patience of a saint as one of his strengths, but the truth is that he has a rather short fuse when it comes to being coddled, as evidenced by how quickly he blew up at Porrim in Meenahquest1 when they were alone.

Abilities: High among his list of abilities is his ability to talk for hours on end, seemingly without needing to pause for any reason, including breathing. While it’s uncertain what his abilities as the Seer of Blood entail, from what we’ve seen from the other Seers (Terezi and Rose) the class is one primarily geared toward strategy and toward foreseeing (as the name Seer would imply) possible outcomes and alternate timelines. In addition, little is known about the Blood power, but looking at the actions of the other Blood player (Karkat) it can be surmised that it has to do with unity and kinship among the session players, which would explain why he was never able to go god tier or to really begin to realize his powers until after the scratch.

Relationships to Canon Characters:
Signless: his post-scratch counterpart, while he approved of the Signless’ teachings, he approved less of his means of spreading them.
Karkat: his dancestor, and also attempted “disciple”
Cronus: one of the other Beforus trolls, Kankri is possibly one of the only ones who gives Cronus anything that could even resemble positive attention. While he defends Cronus’ right to identify however he chooses, he also castigates him for the disingenuous nature of lying about his identity for the sake of garnering sympathy.
Aranea: While they have not been shown interacting face to face, from Aranea’s explanation/summary of Kankri it’s understood that she likely feels sorry for him to some degree. This would make sense, given that they both trend toward the loquacious, and understand that it can be frustrating to go ignored and unheard.

[Canon OC] Kankri Vantas | Homestuck | Reserved | 2/2

[c9rp9realn9rmative]

First Person: Link to the Test Drive Meme

Third Person: This was like no dream bubble that Kankri had ever experienced before. For one thing, he had never been alone in a dream bubble before, and certainly never on a many-wheeled device like this one. In fact, there was nothing around him that seemed to be manufactured by his memories, which was more than a little unsettling for someone who had existed for so long in pasted-together fragments of his and his friends’ memories. Even looking outside provided no real sense of where he was – everything blurred together, covered by a white haze that only started to fade as the many-wheeled device started to grind to a halt.

When it stopped, he faffed about indecisively for a moment or two until he began to feel the strangest compulsion to step out onto the landing station. What was even stranger was how real everything felt – more real, even, than the dream bubbles. As soon as he stepped out onto the landing station, the doors closed solidly behind him and the many-wheeled device began to slowly roll away.

“Where...am I?” he asked, looking around. It was hard not to feel completely alone, accustomed as he was to having familiar faces around almost constantly.

...Well. There had to be people around somewhere.

[canon] caliborn ll homestuck ll not-reserved [1/???]

[calibro]

PLAYER
Name: syd
Personal Journal: waffled
E-mail: elchicatigre@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: driedfishies @ aim

CHARACTER
Name: Caliborn
Canon: Homestuck
Timeline: directly after the [s] Caliborn: Enter flash
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: n/a

[2/3]

[calibro]

Personality: Caliborn is many things: rude, crash, abrasive and violent. He doesn't try to be anything he isn't, the thought is absurd to him and is one of the many reasons why he hates his 'sister', Calliope. Where she would hide who she is, fake sentiments that are unheard of with their kind, he is the opposite and from the beginning you have no doubt just what kind of personality he has. He is a twisted young individual and endlessly motivated, he doesn't just make threats, he ultimately goes through with them. Caliborn also loves games, Calliope has said that her brother's love for games is far beyond the human's understanding of the word and it's true, he often starts jeering Dirk asking if he'd like to play a game (which is a callback to SAW, of course.)

Not only is he motivated, he is also clever, which we observe when he beats his sister at her game of choice: chess, by tricking her and switching the pieces and hiding them in a way that was technically not against the rules. That is another thing to point out, Caliborn is very strict when it comes to games and their rules. Despite his love of games, he is apathetic to sburb, only agreeing to play it as a means to escape, which also branches into a personal game with his sister. Sharing the same body with her, he needs to obtain her juju to ultimately win and take over their body as one, and thus escaping the dead planet they live on.

It also seems that Caliborn is impervious to pain, or it doesn't effect him like it would others. During his ultimate 'winning' over their personal game, he ends up chewing off his one leg that was tethered by Calliope's chain (losing a tooth in the process) but he takes it with a grin and proceeds to embed a robotic leg (that Dirk had helped him build) into the still bleeding stump. And once this is accomplished he proceeds to play the game and accomplish a lot with grim determination. What he really accomplishes though isn't the grand escape and fucking everyone's shit up like he wanted, no. He ends up on another dead-like planet, left in silence and with a lot of walking, leaving him to his own devices and thoughts. And when left to his own thoughts he ends up thinking very meta things and doubting whether his thoughts are his own or narrated by someone else, which only proves to confuse him further and grow frustrated.

Another aspect of his personality is something he (unfortunately) shares with his sister: he is also interested in relationships, but he finds it disgusting and pornographic at the same time. And unlike Calliope he tends to like the more tender and emotional side of relationships, like handholding and marriage, he often grows very flustered when presented with these images (that he 'forces' Dirk to draw for him often.) Speaking of Dirk, and Caliborn's hatred for anyone that isn't himself, he tends to show a 'liking' for the Strider, claiming he is the only bearable one of the other kids. Granted, we have never seen him interact with any of the others (in fact, when Roxy starts pestering him, trying to get Calliope to wake up, he just... walks away.)

[3/3]

[calibro]

First Person: HELLO RuBY CITY. WOuLD YOu LIKE TO PLAY A GAME?
WELL TOO FuCKING BAD. YOuR'E GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT. I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO RIGHT NOW THAN DEAL WITH A BuNCH OF DISGuSTING HuMANS.
TECHNICALLY THIS SHOuLD BE BETTER THAN THAT PISS POOR DEAD PLANET I'VE BEEN STuCK ON. TECHNICALLY. AND TO BE HONEST I SHOuLD PROBABLY BE CELEBRATING MY uLTIMATE VICTORY AND FREEDOM.
ACTuALLY. LET'S DO THAT. LET'S CELEBRATE THE FuCK OVER HOW MuCH BETTER AT GAMES I AM THAN MY EXTREMELY DEAD CAN'T BE DEADER SISTER. DID I MENTION SHE'S DEAD? BECAuSE SHE IS. SHE'S SuPER DEAD.
IT'S AWESOME.
I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT, BY THE WAY. EVERYONE SHOuLD EXPERIENCE THE LIBERATING FEELING OF HAVING A DEAD SISTER. IF YOu DON'T HAVE THE GuTS YOuRSELF TO ACCOMPLISH SuCH A MAGNIFICENT FEAT. JuST, YOu KNOW. PESTER ME. I WOuLD BE DOWN TO KILLING SOME SISTERS. FREE OF CHARGE.
WHERE WAS I AGAIN??
IT DOESN'T EVEN FuCKING MATTER I GuESS. I HAVE A LOT OF SHIT TO GET TO, IF THIS IS STILL THE GAME. WHICH I AM BEGINNING TO SuSPECT. IT ISN'T.
WHATEVER.
LATER, FuCKERS.
tumut

Third Person: It was a vast improvement, to be honest. Instead of being surrounded by a whole lot of nothing and ugly ruined landscape, he was now surrounded by life? Buildings that weren't crumbling, people that were breathing and where he can interract with them if he felt like it. Or not. That was the beauty of it! He could do whatever he wanted when he wanted and whichever way he wanted, all this freedom... he could barely hold it all. Like this building over there? He was going to walk on over to it and touch it. No one can stop him, sure they would give him strange looks, but what did he care? He didn't. They didn't matter. With a grunt he gets to his feet again, albeit a little wobbly, it was going to take some getting used to, this robotic leg, but it did the trick. Leaning on his cane for added support he moves to the building in question, blood stained claws touching at the brick in awe.

It was amazing. He smears the blood over the brick, amazed at the texture. In the back of his mind he knows he should probably clean up, but the tome he was carrying (full of Calliope's retarded fanfiction and art) was currently not on his person. It was annoying but the sooner he got rid of his garbage the better, he supposed. He feels a grin tug at his lips, and with the blood splattered over his face it looks quite manic. He leans his head back and just... laughs, a truly liberating sound. Yes... Yes! He was finally free.

He does take the moment to quiet down, eyes closing as if searching for something inward. Ah... silence. She was truly gone, this body was his own and he was free to do what he wanted. He may not be in the medium anymore, but that didn't mean his ultimate goal was lost. He only played the game for a handful of reasons after all: to kill her, to be free, to leave that shithole of a planet and... ultimately, and most important? to fuck shit up. It sent a shiver down his spine in anticipation. He knew nothing of Ruby City, of it's workings, it's people and what would be at his immediate disposal. But he was willing to find out, and the sooner the better.

And there was nowhere to run. He is already here

ACCEPTED

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[Fandom | Fix-It Felix, Jr. | Wreck-It Ralph] Part 1

[nicelandmaintenance]

PLAYER
Name: Charli
Personal Journal: I don’t have one
E-mail: raela_brandybuck@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN/etc: MamaAustria

CHARACTER
Name: Fix It Felix, Jr.
Canon: Disney’s Wreck It Ralph
Timeline: After the conclusion of the film
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Not Applicable!

Personality:

Note: There are SPOILERS ahead!

“It’s my job to fix what Ralph has wrecked.”

Felix is the epitome of what gamers would call Lawful Good. He believes in the idea that most people are inherently good, though he’s borne witness to the fact that there are some who are easily driven mad with anger, hate, or jealousy. He’s known for being patient and kind to everyone he meets, and he’s always been willing to lend a helping hand, or, as it stands, golden hammer. To the tenants of the Niceland Apartment building, within the arcade game that bears his name, he’s their hero, and yet, ever humble. No matter how many pies or medals he receives, he has never once let it get to his head.

This simple reputation might lead one to believe that Felix is simple, just these things: wholesome, honest, law-abiding, and everything that his in-game opposition, Wreck It Ralph, is presumably not. But it goes far beyond that. Outside of the general wholesome goodness that Felix represents, he is also brave, heroic, and principled. He can be comical and free in his affections, but ever innocent. The very concept of doing something unkind of deceitful to anyone, even someone who might have wronged him, would not even occur to him.

“You…uh, wouldn’t happen to want to come in and have a slice, would you?”

While the Nicelanders shun Ralph and treat him like the garbage and mud he’s forced to live in, Felix, even if awkwardly, makes an attempt to treat him kindly. He bears no prejudice or ill will towards anyone, and sees it as his duty to correct any messes that Ralph makes.

He willingly leaves his own game and ventures first into the dangerous game world of Hero’s Duty, and then into the sugary sweet world of Sugar Rush to find Ralph, and proves himself to be a capable hero, and quite resourceful when thrust into situations he’s wholly unfamiliar with. Of course, he panicked before getting a hold of himself, so even a hero has his moments of weakness. He’s willing to risk injury to save himself and Sergeant Calhoun when mired in quicksand, and doesn’t even think twice in doing what must be done.

“Jiminy jaminity, look at that high definition! Your face….it’s amazing….”

He’s also a man who wears his heart on his sleeve, as he makes no attempt to hide his growing affection for Sergeant Calhoun, and even compliments her after a rather harrowing escape from quicksand. This does not end well, though, as Calhoun herself has her own tragic backstory to contend with first.

“Then, I met the most dynamite gal – she gives me the honeyglows something awful! But! She rebuffed my affections!”

He doesn’t have to suffer such heartache long – as it stands, he ends up happily married to Calhoun by the close of the film – it’s true that he really can fix anything, and in this case, a broken heart.

“No, I will not, Ralph! You don’t know what it’s like to be rejected and treated like a criminal!”

He has to suffer first heartache and then the frustration and anger of being wrongly imprisoned, and when he is finally reunited with Ralph, we get to see that anger and frustration manifest. He actually refuses to help Ralph at first, purely out of anger. He vents his anger freely after what he’s had to go through, and comes to realize that how he feels, rejected, treated like a criminal, is just how Ralph feels all the time. And he realizes that he and his old foe are not so dissimilar.

“No, I don’t have to do boo – excuse my potty mouth.”

He’s wholesome and a bit quirky in his use of colloquial language – his idea of swearing badly is the word “boo”, for which he apologizes. He’s old-fashioned in a charming way, and a gentleman who always removes his hat in polite company. He’s got a strong sense of responsibility and courage, and a desire to do good anywhere he goes.

Re: [Fandom | Fix-It Felix, Jr. | Wreck-It Ralph] Part 2

[nicelandmaintenance]

First Person:
[It’s dark outside as he steps out of the train car, bewildered. He looks distinctly out of place, and not just because of the simple work clothes and the gold hammer at his hip. Looking over his shoulder at the train he’d just left, he realizes distinctly that it was a foolhardy thing to do, leaving the train…but for some reason, he couldn’t help himself.

Turning back to the darkened train station, it’s immediately evident that this is certainly not Game Central Station, or any other game he’d heard of. And nothing new had come in either…]

Ah, hello? [His voice echoes off the walls and into the night as he steps forward.] I beg your pardon for intruding…is anyone there? Y’see, I think the train-

[There’s a rush of air as the train suddenly departs, back the way it came. He breathes in sharply, but is surprisingly too late to react before the train has long vanished into the mist. Turning back to the empty, and not terribly welcoming train station, he peers out of the front door and into the vast city outside.]

…Oh my lands…

Third Person:

“…Oh my lands…”

To say that this was not Game Central Station was putting it mildly. It wasn’t even the train he’d caught from Niceland that dropped him off in this place – wherever this place was. But as Felix stepped off the train, he took a few seconds to look around in bewildered wonderment. It wasn’t any game he’d ever heard of, and besides that, no train he knew could take anyone from one game to the next – you always had to stop at Game Central Station first.
Straightening his hat, he turned and looked over at the strange train, more of a full steam engine closer to what he saw in Hero’s Duty…if far less advanced. As he looked at it for a few moments longer, he moved a bit further away, as if being ushered by some unseen hand.

“Something squirrelly’s going on around here…and I don’t like it.”

A part of him wanted to be irritated; he didn’t make it a habit of being late, and Tamora, well, she didn’t tolerate tardiness either. It was possible that there was a glitch in the surge protector, but surely they would have all known about it. He would have felt something, and likely, he’d not have arrived here all in one piece.
As he checked his pockets, just to make sure, he felt something heavy in his breast pocket. Frowning just a bit, he reached inside and pulled out what appeared to be…a medal? It unfurled from its red ribbon and dangled effortlessly by his gloved hand, but made no further explanation as to how it had come to be there. He certainly hadn’t brought one with him-

“What’s this…?”

It was about then that Felix noticed faintly along the edge of the medal, a seam, and underneath, a few simple buttons. Bringing it quickly into his palm, he touched it lightly and with a click, it opened, revealing a smooth watch face on one side and a simple screen on the others. It reminded him a bit of how the screens looked at the arcade, only without a view of the outside world.

“Jiminy, isn’t this a piece of work! I’ll bet some of the answers are right in here.” He turned it over a few more times, unaware that the tiny screen had flicked on in his perusal. “I can’t just sit around here waiting for answers…I’ll bet if I get high enough I can get a good view of the inside of the cabinet and maybe find out when the next train comes along!”

[CANON] Mike Chilton || Motorcity || Reserve || 1 of 2

[wiredforaction]

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

CHARACTER
Name: Mike Chilton
Canon: Motorcity
Timeline: After season 1, episode 12 "Fearless"
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality: Mike Chilton is the calm, amusing 17 year-old leader of the rebel group The Burners. He's very stubborn and would much rather do things his own way than to consider other paths of least resistance. He's courageous and one could say he's very lucky because, despite of all the insanity he gets himself into, he generally keeps things under control.

He's a pretty chill character, and very easy to talk to. He's nice and funny, and gets along with most anybody. Two of the few exceptions would be Abraham Kane, his sworn enemy, and the Duke of Detroit, a sad idiot who thinks his silly limos are anything when compared to Mutt the owner of a large piece of estate in Motorcity. He takes very little seriously, and besides his mission of taking down Kane and protecting Motorcity there's only a handful of things he truly worries about. One of them is the safety of his friends, as he once stated that if anything were to ever happen to any of them he wouldn't know what to do.

The fact that it took Mike so long to realize just how much of a monster Kane was shows that not only he is capable of great, blind trust on other people but also that he is by nature kind-hearted and, to a certain extent, naïve. This betrayal by Kane revealed how much of a rebellious streak he had in him, as he did not hesitate to abandon the system he stood for until then to join the underground city and immediately establish a rebel group dedicated to fighting Kane.

Mike lives by Motorcity's motto: Live fast, live free. His constant need for adventure shows us that he is, in lack of a better term, wired for action. He's always ready to jump into action at any sign of Kane's attacks on Motorcity, which is something that happens often and that Mike enjoys perhaps a little too much. During the tenth episode, the team experiences a few weeks of harmony in Motorcity, and unlike the rest of the Burners who are thankful for the break, Mike is driving himself crazy at the lack of action, and quickly jumps at any opportunity for a 'mission'. His rebellious and impulsive nature more often than not gets him and the rest of the Burners into trouble, since he acts without listening to what others tell him and without thinking of the possible consequences.

Like the rest of the Burners, Mike owns a car, which he uses in his fight against Kane, not only as a means of transportation and escape but also as a weapon. Her name's Mutt and yes, he refers to her as a 'she', and often calls her 'girl'. He's a good driver, albeit a bit reckless and, as expected, enjoys very high speeds and the most extreme pathways. He will take immense pleasure out of driving off broken bridges, jump off cliffs and God knows what else - Chuck could probably make a list of all the insane rides they've been on. Mike's a textbook adrenaline junkie, he loves the feeling of his heart beating faster when making a turn at hundreds of miles per hour, or being in the dead center of a storm - something like that actually happens during the third episode.

Though rash and hot-headed, he's trustworthy and extremely reliable. On many occasions it is shown that no matter how insane his plan, the Burners will follow him wherever. Even Chuck, who has a number of phobias and often suffers from panic attacks yet still manages to sit next to Mike while he's driving, trusts him in the most terrifying situations. Mutt's passenger seat is equipped with a safety eject system but it's not used that often REALLY NOT THAT OFTEN, as Chuck trusts Mike to not get them killed. (That's actually really funny.) On a more personal level rather than as a leader, he is a good friend who can keep a secret, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant, and who will do what he can to help his friends with anything at all.

[CANON] Mike Chilton || Motorcity || Reserve || 2 of 2

[wiredforaction]

First Person:

Alright, let's try it this way. [Mike shows up on the screen, shoulders tense and expression serious. He's not whispering but it's easy to tell he's speaking lower than usual.] Guys? Anyone getting this? The screens aren't really working for me. [He furrows his eyebrows at the watch with some lack of faith.] Not sure if this does what I think it does either, but I thought I'd give it a try anyway.

[He seems to be in some sort of alleyway, leaning against the wall. He peeks around the corner cautiously, then looks at the device again.] Well, I'm not in Motorcity anymore. And obviously this isn't Deluxe, so... Care to fill me in on what happened?

[He looks as if he's about to disconnect the feed but he remembers he hasn't really seen any cars on this place. And that worries him.] Oh yeah, by the way - where's Mutt?


Third Person:

Even before arriving at the station, Mike knew something was wrong. He woke up abruptly as the train ran through the tracks, the sun tickling at his eyelids. His immediate reaction was Deluxe. But after rubbing his eyes for a second, his brain caught up with the situation - the artificial sun on the surface city was never this warm. And if that wasn't enough, a moment of glancing around and he knew he wasn't anywhere close to home.

"What the heck..." he murmured as he sat up straight. One word would come to mind: vintage. But vintage for Mike were 500 horsepower cars, 10GB RAM memories and bullet trains - this was something else entirely. The doors and walls were mostly wooden, the speed was below boring and as he glanced out the window his eyes widened in disbelief.

It was green. And not green like the neon lights at their garage, or like Jacob's almost radioactive plantations. There were trees, bushes, grass - pure nature as far as the eye could see. Of course, as nice as it all looked, Mike was anything but gullible, so he got up instantly, not trusting his sight and attributing it all to an illusion, a hologram, a dream. Yes, this had to be it. So he just had to find a way out. Easy.

But he had barely gotten out of his seat when the train slowed down until it stopped. Not even pausing for balance - or needing to - he ran over to the carriage door and glanced out. He couldn't tell much more than that he was at a really old train station when his feet worked of their own accord and he was stepping out onto the platform, the sun hitting him full-force on the face. He gave himself a moment to look around at where he was. It wasn't like anything he had ever seen before, and nothing like he thought he'd ever see - people were rushing by, all talking loudly, dressed differently and all under a bright blue sky. Of course he could tell this place was old, as in, ancient. So his mind went from illusion to dream and now to time-travelling. Who knows?

But he shouldn't be worrying about these details for now, so while he walked out the train station and towards the city, he pulled up his holoscreens. He had more important things to do right now. Like finding the rest of the Burners. And Mutt.

[CANON OC] Hortensia (Kotomine's wife) ✟ Fate/etc ✟ Reserved ✟ 1/4

[unhealing]

PLAYER
Name: Nyx
Personal Journal: badgal
E-mail: Available upon request.
AIM/MSN/etc: gilded chrysanth [AIM]; missbiondetta [Plurk]

[unhealing]

CHARACTER
Character Name: Kirei Kotomine's wife, whose given name is never stated in canon. Her maiden name is Hortensia, and she presumably took Kirei's surname after marrying him. For ease of playing (and because there's really no reason not to give her one), I'll be using Benedetta as her given name. So, Benedetta Kotomine, née Hortensia. Whew.
Canon: Fate/etc
Timeline: Post-death
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality:
Kirei says his wife was a saint, and his assessment is hard to argue with. Benedetta can check off every box on the list—both good and bad. She's patient and forgiving, willing to withstand poor behavior in order to encourage good, but also unwilling to stand up for herself or become angry when she's treated poorly. She's loving and nurturing, willing to care for and support even strangers in their time of need, but she ignores her own wants and needs in the process. She's innocent, but her purity of mind can't be separated from her sheltered naivety. And, above all, she's pious, her faith in God and His benevolence boundless and unfailing, and yet at the same time blind to opposing views and even objective failures of the Church. Her unshakable "goodness" becomes a double-edged sword.

Not that most people would realize that at a glance. On the surface, she's just unfailingly sweet and friendly, always willing to offer a kind word or gesture to the people around her regardless or whether she knows them or not. She hates seeing people unhappy, and she'll do whatever it takes to stop them from being such. She's perfectly genuine about this, too—other than simply being nice, she's deeply empathetic, and as such she comes to care for others quickly, easily becoming invested in their personal struggles. Furthermore, she's willing to try to understand the behaviors and motivations of even the cruelest of people, and she's easily moved to tears by the hardships other people have had to endure.

Of course, you can't be a saint without a little self-sacrifice, and Benedetta has that in spades, too. In fact, she has a little too much of it. She's perfectly willing to throw away her health, her happiness, and even her life for the sake of other people, taking altruism and turning it into martyrdom. Case in point: Her willingness to commit suicide in the hopes that feeling sadness at her death would allow Kirei to be ultimately happy. Sure, the circumstances there were a little extreme—she cares about her husband immensely, even by her standards, and she was on her deathbed anyway—but it's really just an expression of her normal behavior taken to the highest degree.

Ultimately, this pattern of ignoring her own needs and desires arises from her distorted self-image. She sees herself as worthless and lacking in intrinsic value as a person, utterly insignificant but for her ability to do good for other people, be that on an individual personal level or by fulfilling a role for the Church. She doesn't even hate herself. She would have to care about herself to do that, and if her tendency to run her already sickly body ragged proves anything, it's that she doesn't. This also causes her to blame herself for things that are ultimately beyond her control, since if she can't help others, what use does she have? If only she had been able to do a little more...

Of course, saint or not, she's still a person. She does have negative feelings, and she does want things. However, negativity and desire are both things she suppresses and ignores, and doing something just because it will make her happy isn't something she is capable of without guilt. In her mind, resentment, anger, and want are all selfish emotions that she should be above, regardless of how justified or innocent they are. And when she does feel those things, she is seized with feelings of moral failure. If she was a better person, she wouldn't think that way. How could she be so awful, feeling something like that? In fact, she's so awful that God probably caused whatever made her feel that way to begin with, just to punish her. Which she deserves. Because she's awful. Her looping, self-reinforcing logic makes it hard for her to deal with the issue rationally.

[unhealing]

History:
Here is what we know about her in canon.

In many ways, the Benedetta's life was already dictated by the circumstances she was born into. Two factors in particular were immensely influential: her family's affiliation with the Holy Church, and the psychic power she was born with. "Masochistic pneumatic automatism diathesis" is an ability that is both rare and given particular value by the Church, as it allows the person possessing it to serve as a demon detector. When the fact that she had been born with it became apparent at the time of her birth, her parents saw it as a blessing that she had the ability to serve the Church in such a unique and vital way. Even though being in the presence of an evil spirit causes a person with Benedetta's gift pain, she was never really given any choice otherwise.

Which isn't to say her parents didn't care about her or that she was mistreated. She was a happy child, told that she would bear a great burden for the sake of God at a young age, and in reply she threw herself into her training and education with eager enthusiasm. Her body was weak and had difficulty healing, but she refused to let that be a barrier between herself and what she knew to be her purpose in life. Even if it hurt, she wanted to serve that role for the Church, perfectly willing to endure pain for the sake of others.

Her naive resolve was only damaged a little when it came time for her to actually be put to use in that manner. She didn't just feel the pain of people possessed—cuts, bruises, and burns all appeared on her skin as well, with no apparent cause. With her immune deficient body, the wounds remained there long after they would have healed on anyone else, and as a result she spent much of her time cloistered away inside hospitals when she wasn't doing her work. This served only to isolate her from the "real world" and lead to her growing into a sheltered adult. She saw people leading normal lives and came to idealize such as lives without pain and suffering, not really having enough contact with people outside the Church to know otherwise.

But she didn't grow resentful—or, more accurately, she didn't let herself grow resentful. She was performing a great service to God. How could she let something like that make her bitter? She squashed down her negative feelings and denied them even to herself. No wonder her loving family never realized she was unhappy—she never realized she was unhappy herself. Ultimately, she was used until her body broke down beyond repair. Any more than that would kill her. Whether she liked it or not, she was made to retire and told of her last duty to the Church. It was a simple one: get married and start a family.

Of course, the reason for that was the hope that she would pass on her rare ability to her child, but she took the order as an opportunity to start a new life. A happy life—one of those idealized ones she had wondered about as she lay in her hospital bed. Of course, not knowing any other life, she decided she would marry within the Church. This decision proved to cause a few problems, as most of the men she met through those channels seemed to be only interested in her for diathesis. Eventually, she found the man she would marry through a foreign priest introducing her to his son.

Kirei Kotomine wasn't interested in seeing her pass on that valued psychic power of hers. He didn't look on her condition with condescending pity. That was enough to pique her interest in him, so she sought to understand him. Even with naive as she was, Benedetta was an empathetic woman and perceptive of other people's moods, so she picked up on things his father and the other people around him missed. He was troubled. She wanted to support him and help him find happiness. And she wanted a happy family of her own, too. So, they married.

Married life wasn't quite as idyllic as she had thought it would be, but she didn't let herself become disenchanted. Kirei confessed that he wasn't like other people and couldn't feel normal emotions, but Benedetta only redoubled her efforts to bring him happiness, her faith in him and in God never wavering. Her condition gradually deteriorated, her body become weaker and weaker as she grew sicker and sicker, but she refused to despair at her limited time. And she did have a child with Kirei—a girl named Caren. Caring for a child was difficult with their circumstance, but she didn't let that sour the experience for her. In the end, she was happy, pain or not.

Their marriage only lasted two years. When Benedetta was on her deathbed and severely weakened, Kirei confessed that he had been unable to love her—and, therefore, couldn't go on living. Her response was to tell him that she loved him and kill herself in front of him, trying to evoke grief from him in the hopes that this would allow him to see that he could love and that he deserved to live. She died with a smile on her face, believing that the tears he shed at that time were for her.

[unhealing]

Strengths/Weaknesses:
Physically, Benedetta is extremely weak and sickly. She is immune deficient, which causes her to be chronically ill. It's stated that even a "tiny wound" can kill her if it's left untreated, hence the reason she appears "tattered" and is covered in bandages.

Mentally and emotionally, however, she seems almost untouchable. She doesn't lose hope and her faith in God is all but unshakable. It's not hard for her to carry on even in dire circumstances. However, as this ultimately stems from her lacking a sense of self-worth, it's just as much a weakness as a strength; she will allow other people to take advantage of her and even sacrifice her own health and happiness for flimsy reasons because she doesn't truly believe she deserves it.

Abilities:
Masochistic Pneumatic Automatism Diathesis- Caren was stated to have inherited her psychic ability from her mother. This is basically a rare power that allows a person to act as a radar for demons, as when they're near a person who is possessed, they experience pain and even physical wounds. This can even happen when they're simply around someone whose thoughts and actions are sufficiently "dark" or "evil."

Relationships to Canon Characters:

• Kirei Kotomine- Her husband. She is stated to be the only person who ever understood him, and she loves him deeply. Because of her lack of a sense of self-worth, she views his happiness as worth more than her own life.
  
• Caren Hortensia- Her daughter. She died when Caren was less than two years old, and also has a deep motherly love for her. Probably also views her happiness as worth more than her life.
  
• Risei Kotomine- Her father-in-law. She's fond of Risei, who introduced her and Kirei to one another, and they get along well.

First Person: Musebox thread

Third Person:
Benedetta arrived barefoot and in a dress far too thin for winter. That made sense, seeing as until a few minutes ago it had been summertime and she had been bedridden from illness, and also dead. The alive-after-death thing wasn't what bothered her about the situation, though. She had always believed in an afterlife, after all. But if she had died, why was her body still marked with never-healing wounds?

She ignored the buildings highlighted on the train station's map—barely paid attention to the sign but for the words written there, her still-numb mind turning them over again and again. They didn't make half as much sense as she would have liked them to. But the cold was setting in, radiating up from her toes, so rather than dwelling on those cryptic words further, she turned and walked toward the nearby buildings.

She didn't stop at the clinic, despite her form being plainly peppered with bandages still. Instead, she walked directly to the cathedral she saw in the distance. She was drawn there almost instinctively—after all, what better place to go when her mind was troubled? When she pushed its doors open, her knees gave out beside the pew nearest to the entrance, and she didn't fight the urge to let her aching body collapse against it, drawing her legs up and huddling to warm herself.

Her dead limbs had no right to ache like this. Was she in purgatory, or was this hell itself...?