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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 ✧
haspixelexia: (Default)

[CANON] Vanellope Von Schweetz || Wreck-It Ralph || Reserved || 2/3

[personal profile] haspixelexia 2012-12-16 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Personality:

NOTE: THERE ARE SPOILERS AHEAD. SAIL SAFELY MY LOVES.

”I guess you’ve really gotta watch your step in a game called ’Hero’s Doody’!”

The first thing showcased about Vanellope is her humor. She’s fiercely witty, stubborn and will cling to a joke even as others protest. More than likely, this is actually a shield for her to protect herself with as if you don’t show weakness others won’t be able to use it against you. In this, she’s a prime example but Vanellope is more than fast jabs and giggles. (Though she is very fond of calling people variants of ‘butt’ and poop related words.) She’s a child after all, and her humor can be childish. But there is real maturity behind her at times, perhaps she was forced to grow up and reach that due to the long years she spent alone and bullied or maybe it was already in her code. But Vanellope has the innate ability to see into a person and see that which isn’t quite presented. She sees that Ralph isn’t a bad guy as everyone else seems to think he is and even after he destroys the kart they’d made together in an attempt at protecting her, she accepts his apology for what it is. Likewise, once her true status as Princess Vanellope is remembered she pardons everyone for their harsh treatment. She’s a forgiving young lady and yet, she doesn’t just accept apology and make do as if nothing has happened. For instance, Ralph’s apology is greeted with her calling him the “biggest doodyhead” after he admits it himself and further in her prank on the people of Sugar Rush by stating that everyone who bullied her must be executed. She retracts that a moment later, after they all burst into tears, with laughter and the dissolution of her reign into a democracy.

”What’s that? Didn’t hear ya. Your breath is so bad, it made my ears numb!”

Due to years of bullying, Vanellope has developed a rather cynical outlook on life and the people in it, which manifests in the way that she’s very often prone to sassy comments and insults. But despite this, she’s also incredibly cheerful and bubbly, often in ways you wouldn’t expect a bullied “glitch” to be. She’s a cautious person, and yet once she gets past that and lets someone past her defenses, Vanellope loves and trusts wholeheartedly. Her and Ralph’s relationship is prime example of this, because it was formed on the basis of a trick and developed once they realized they weren’t really too much different from each other. She trusts him quickly after he helps her build a race kart, and that trust is enough to get them through several bumps in the road. But as mentioned before, there’s more to that. Because though Vanellope is loyal, she’s also incredibly forgiving and understanding.

”Everyone here says I’m just a mistake and that I wasn’t even suppose to exist.”

Bullying has taken it’s course on Vanellope and though she believes whole-heartedly that she can race and that she is a part of the game, sometimes she can fall into ennui and believe what she’s told. This is a truly human effect despite her game origins, but sometimes Vanellope too thinks that maybe she wasn’t meant to exist as the other racers and indeed the other occupants of the game tell her. At one point in the movie, Ralph asks Vanellope why she doesn’t just game jump if she’s treated so horribly here, and her only response is, “Don’t you know anything? Glitches can’t gamejump.” There’s probably something of bitterness behind this, because Vanellope is stuck in her game, where she’s feared and hated and bullied constantly. She lives in an incomplete racetrack, alone, and has a record of trying to change things around the game so she can race. Case in point, the door to the “build your kart!” room has a giant painting of Vanellope’s face with an X over it, a “No Glitches allowed!!” sign if ever there was one.

”Racing’s in my code!”
But though Vanellope has lived through difficult things, she’s firm in her belief that she’s a racer, and that above that she’s a great racer. She wants to race, yeah, but Vanellope wants more than that to win and she will do anything in her power to come out on top of that race and find her way into the game’s roster.
haspixelexia: (Default)

[CANON] Vanellope Von Schweetz || Wreck-It Ralph || Reserved || 3/3

[personal profile] haspixelexia 2012-12-16 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
First Person:

[When she takes the first few steps from the train, Vanellope is confused. The moment before she’d been racing out of the glitch of a home she’d made for herself with a medal in hands and the next she’d been stuck on a silent, creepy mess of a train. So finding herself on the empty, desolate train station platform was really not something she’d had planned. She had a big race to win after all, there was no time for dilly dallying!

So it’s with a huff and a jump that the young girl finds herself on the ground and wandering the city, cookie-medal in her hands and eyes wide with curiosity despite herself.]


Jeeeez, what a dump! [She laughs fearlessly and skitters forward, partially thrilled to be in a new place despite the important things she’s got to do. Was this how it felt to jump games? Not all that it was cracked out to be really!] Hello? Anybody out there?

[The longer she walks the more intriqued she gets.]

Third Person:

It takes a long while for Vanellope to finally accept that she’s not going home to Sugar Rush any time soon and even then she’s stubborn enough to ignore all the comments and wait at the dusty train station she arrived on, legs swinging as she sat on a bench. But no trains come, no new passengers drop off and Vanellope has never been quite the patient sort. So she fiddles with the shining surface of the watch that had appeared in the pocket of her hoodie with her, presses buttons and peers into the feed.

“Why’s this game’s train so weird? Does this happen to ya all the time???” She opens her mouth to jabber some more but she’s interrupted by the screech of tires on metal and glances over, eyes wide in perfect shock. There’s a pause, enough time for the new confused occupant to get up and stumble towards the doors of the train--

--and she’s off, watch falling to the floor in a shudder of metal on stone as Vanellope’s short legs carry her towards the train.

Wait--!” It’s a gasp, breath white in the chill of the air. “Wait for me!”

But she’s too late, hands scrambling at moving sides as the train peels away from the station with only a confused new arrival and Vanellope. Her shoulders slump, head ducking, but though she’s not patient, Vanellope is stubborn. So she takes a deep breath, trudges over to where she sat before and grabs her watch from where it’d fallen. There’s a smile on her face, almost too bright, as she polishes dust from metal, “Oops.”

And she shuts the feed before her failure catches up with her again.
haspixelexia: (Default)

[personal profile] haspixelexia 2012-12-17 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Much apologies mods! I hope this is okay? Unless I completely misread your request....

Third Person:

It'd taken a long while for Vanellope to finally accept that she wasn't going home to Sugar Rush any time soon and even then she was stubborn enough to ignore all the comments and wait at the dusty train station she arrived on, legs swinging as she sat down easy on a bench. But no trains come, no new passengers drop off and Vanellope has never been quite the patient sort. So she fiddled with the shining surface of the watch that had appeared in the pocket of her hoodie with her, pressed buttons and peered into the feed.

“Why’s this game’s train so weird? Does this happen to ya all the time???” Her mouth opened to jabber some more, paused as she was interrupted by the screech of tires on metal and glanced over, eyes wide in perfect shock. There was a pause, enough time for the new confused occupant to get up and stumble towards the doors of the train--

--and she was off. Her watch tumbled to the floor in a shudder of metal on stone as Vanellope’s short legs carried her toward the train.

“Wait--!” It was a stuttered gasp, breath white in the chill of the air. “Wait for me!”

But she was too late, hands scrambling at the sides as the train as it peeled away from the station with only a confused new arrival and Vanellope. Her shoulders slump, head ducking, but though she’s not patient, Vanellope is stubborn. So she took a deep breath, trudged over to where she had sat before and grabbed her watch from where it’d fallen. A smile bloomed on her face, almost too bright, as she polished dust from metal, “Oops.”

The feed shuts off before her failure caught up with her again.
haspixelexia: ('Cause your future's ready to shine)

[personal profile] haspixelexia 2012-12-17 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Sweeeet thanks mods! This will be my character journal uwu
fairest_of_them_all: (Confidence!)

[CANON] N / Natural Harmonia Gropius || Pokemon: Black/White Version || Reserved

[personal profile] fairest_of_them_all 2012-12-18 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
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[CANON] Lily Potter || Harry Potter || Not Reserved.

[personal profile] weirdoe 2012-12-20 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Rekla
Personal Journal: [personal profile] bedpostqueen
E-mail: skipthedramabb@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: sodisquietingly | [plurk.com profile] rekla

CHARACTER
Name: Lily Potter (née Evans)
Canon: Harry Potter
Timeline: Immediately post-death.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: ///
weirdoe: (Default)

[CANON] Lily Potter || Harry Potter || Not Reserved.

[personal profile] weirdoe 2012-12-20 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Personality: Lily is a friendly, open-minded young woman. She doesn't discriminate: 'blood status', species, race, gender, whatever - none of these matter to her. As a muggleborn witch during the time of Voldemort's first rising, she has had a fair amount of experience regarding what it means to be hated for something she couldn't change. Instead of hiding or denying her heritage, she chose to be proud of who she is, which is something she tends to encourage others to do as well.

To her, every person is equal. She is able to see something good in everyone and she would be the last person to deny someone a second - or maybe even third - chance, no matter a person's flaws. As long as she knows that they have their heart in the right place, she will be by their side and defend them fiercely. However, she isn't naive. If a person refuses to change for the better, or willingly changes for the worse, she won't reach out to them forever, she won't take every new lie they tell her, and she will leave them to their own resources eventually. It takes a lot until she gets to that point, but once she's reached it, there's no easy way to go back.

She is a brave woman. This is a statement that requires repeating in her case: she is a very brave woman. She joined the Order of the Phoenix shortly after leaving school, which meant that she was willing to fight wizards and witches who were older and far more experienced in fighting than her - not to mention far more interested in murdering her. She did it because, in her eyes, it was the right thing to do: defending and protecting others, fight back, ending the war as soon as possible. She didn't care about becoming a heroine, her main concern were the people suffering at the Death Eaters' hands. In the end, she had the choice of surrendering her son, which would mean death to the child, or sacrificing herself to save him, and she chose to die. Thus, saying she would do anything for those she loves isn't an overstatement by far. The point the books keep driving home is how the ability to love is Lily's greatest strength, and there is no point in denying that. The people she loves give her strength, they keep her going, and she goes ways to support, help and protect them, it's as simple as that.

However, 'loving' isn't her only skill, and she surely hasn't prevailed in fights against Death Eaters because of it. She is a brilliant witch, highly skilled in potions as well as charms, and, while she isn't an arrogant person per se, she is aware of her talents.

That aside, she isn't all sunshine and rainbows. She can be self-righteous, she can be judgmental, and she often has a hard time accepting other people's opinions when they drift away from hers. While her ideals are all nice and well, she is very set on them and has a hard time simply backing off and letting things be. Accepting as she may be, it wouldn't be impossible for her to judge someone a little too harshly if something they do or say could be tied to something she would call unjust.

While her preferred course of action would seem to be negotiations, she does have a temper. And that shows, occasionally. It isn't entirely impossible that she draws her wand against someone during an argument in anger, but she is unlikely to actually use it unless she is attacked. What is, however, truly likely is her sharp tongue getting her into trouble on such occasions - she has little inclination to keep her opinion to herself. She does know the difference between 'a good time to say what I'm thinking' and 'a bad time to say what I'm thinking', but it is rare that this actually stops her.

As stubborn as she can be in these cases, she isn't prone to risking people's lives. She went willingly into hiding, as it was the only way to keep her child as safe as possible, and it is indicated that she had an easier time dealing with being hidden than James did. Despite her temper, she can remain level-headed, patient - and even optimistic. That doesn't mean she isn't hurt by the messages of loved ones and strangers alike dying on a daily basis, but overall, she focuses on the positive side: that the war will be won eventually and that Voldemort stands on chance in the long run.

As she is taken immediately post-death, she will have a hard time adjusting at first. She just lost her husband (even if only temporarily) and, in a different way, her one-year-old son to boot, which robs her of two of the people she loves most. She is a strong woman, she can take a lot, and she will be able to pull herself together sooner rather than later, but the very beginning of it will not be easy for her.
weirdoe: (Default)

[CANON] Lily Potter || Harry Potter || Not Reserved.

[personal profile] weirdoe 2012-12-20 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
First Person: Sirius,
If you try to send us even more candy, you'll meet a witch who would make your mother cower in fear - me. James grew antlers, and I am not sure whether he did it on purpose or because you hexed the sweets and I fear Harry will be sugar high for the rest of his life!

You know I am joking, don't you?

Thank you, thank you, thank you. Merlin knows we could use the cheer-up, though James said you will have a hard time topping this once Christmas comes around. He's been so giddy all day, I believe he will try to dress Harry up for the occasion tonight. My vote is on a werewolf costume.

Happy Halloween,
Love,
Lily

P.S.: I was not joking about the antlers.

Third Person: http://weirdoe.dreamwidth.org/449.html
deemedworthy: (hope your insurace is paid up)

[CANON] Thor Odinson | Marvel Cinematic Universe | Reserved

[personal profile] deemedworthy 2012-12-22 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Christine
Personal Journal: [personal profile] myyahelle
E-mail: myyahelle [at] gmail
AIM/MSN/etc: aim: dragonspooking | [plurk.com profile] hufflepuffed

CHARACTER
Name: Thor Odinson
Canon: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Timeline: After the events of The Avengers, upon returning to Asgard with Loki.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
deemedworthy: (worried)

[CANON] Thor Odinson | Marvel Cinematic Universe | Reserved

[personal profile] deemedworthy 2012-12-22 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Personality: A warrior-prince of Asgard, Thor was raised to treasure strength, courage and loyalty, all of which he prized dearly. There was nothing he wanted more than to become a great war hero like his father before him, to bring Asgard a victory so great that his name would never be forgotten. Bright and optimistic, he had an idyllic childhood and never wanted for anything, the life of a prince being what it was. Thor was also known for being greedy, vain, and selfish, qualities that his own father did not hesitate to recognize. He was known for being prideful, constantly boasting about his prowess in battle and all the great things he would do for the realm once he was king of Asgard rather than prince, including but not limited to the destruction of Jotunheim.

While he was certainly not without his good qualities, Thor was an arrogant young man who possessed a great sense of entitlement, thanks to his privileged birth as well as his strength and talent on the battlefield. He openly courted war, relishing in violence and eager to spill the blood of his enemies, paying no mind to the consequences of his actions, made evident when he was so wrapped up in the assault on Jotunheim that he would not initiate a retreat even when his companion, Fandral, was wounded. A brash and impulsive thrill-seeker, Thor preferred to follow the promise of an adrenaline rush rather than adhere to common sense or consider the potential damage his foolhardy actions might cause.

Time and experience, however, have changed Thor. He is no longer the conceited prince he was once; his time spent on earth taught him an appreciation for the mortals and their way of life, humbling him a great deal. While he was never particularly unkind, compassion was something he had been lacking as a boy, buried far beneath his ambition and thirst for glory, which had defined him for most of his life. During the brief time spent with the mortals he befriended in New Mexico, he learned to let that warmth and kindness push ambition to the wayside. Though he was always known for being pleasant, his warmth is now more genuine, and he makes a legitimate effort to be friendly and extend that kindness to the people around him, so long as it’s warranted. He has also developed a more human sense of humor, thanks to his time spent with Jane, Darcy and Erik, and has grown fond of well-meaning sarcasm. Enemies are still treated as such, but he is far more likely to seek an alternative solution to war now than he would have been before his exile to Midgard. Being sent away from his family and torn from his friends in Asgard forced him to appreciate exactly how much he’d had, as well as realize just how much he had unknowingly thrown away all for the sake of pride. He began to appreciate that his way, which he considered to be the straightforward way, was not always the best, and not always most befitting of a king.

Not all of his old ways have been forgotten, however. He is still boastful to a degree, still confident in his abilities and his performance in battle. His confidence is not misplaced; his strength is formidable, and paired with his incredible determination, he is not a man anyone should seek to make an enemy of. He remains incredibly stubborn, often unwilling to move from his position once he has chosen it. He is a strong leader who pursues victory by trusting and depending on his team mates rather than shouting orders as he once did, though his combat prowess has not suffered. His anger is truly something to behold, and he is relentless when it comes time to do battle with his enemies, prepared to fight until he can no longer stand if that’s what it will take to win.

Still, not all enemies are created equal. While Loki and his Chitauri army proved themselves to be formidable foes for the Avengers, Thor was not content to leave his brother behind on Earth once the battle had been brought to an end. Though Loki was considered a dangerous war criminal, Thor insisted that as he was of Asgard, as well as his own brother, Loki would be his responsibility. While he does feel that those of Asgard should be responsible for their own, it’s undeniable that Thor still loves his brother. Even though he has referenced Loki as being “beyond reason,” he still holds out hope that one day, Loki will once again be the brother he remembers. As children, Loki was his closest friend, and the rift that has grown between them pains Thor more than he can say. He longs for a return to the way their lives used to be, when they were princes who were not always at odds, though it’s likely that his view of their life in Asgard is somewhat skewed. As vain as Thor once was, he did not notice how overshadowed and jealous his brother felt, a wrong that he desperately wishes to right. While he does not want to dismiss Loki’s actions and plans to still hold his brother accountable, there is nothing Thor wants more than to make amends and see Loki come back home.
deemedworthy: (arms crossed)

[CANON] Thor Odinson | Marvel Cinematic Universe | Reserved

[personal profile] deemedworthy 2012-12-22 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
First Person: [The video feed shows, at first, only a severe close-up of a brilliantly blue eye. Whoever is holding the device is giving it a decidedly through inspection. The view expands as the communicator is lowered, and the man in possession of it is revealed: tall, broad, sturdy and unshaven. He looks confused – in fact, it’s safe to assume that ‘confused’ is a vast understatement.]

These devices… what magic is this?

[No matter how many of Stark’s gadgets he had seen during the first venture of the Avengers Initiative, there was still a large degree of culture shock to be had. Both of his visits to Midgard had been, by all accounts, incredibly brief.]

This place… I have never seen a realm so desolate! Has some evil driven out those who would call this place their home?

[He had seen some people since leaving the train station, but he felt that for a city of this size, there should have been more. He makes an effort to set aside his questions for the time being. If anyone is out there listening, he might as well make himself known.]

I am Thor Odinson, warrior-prince of Asgard! Tell me, who is king of this realm, and why has he brought me here? I have questions, and I would have them answered at once!

Third Person: At first, he was almost certain that it was a dream, that he had once again fallen asleep after too much wine and imagined this strange train that cut its path through the god. It soon became obvious that this was not the case – if it were, it would have been a frighteningly lucid dream, the seats and railings feeling decidedly solid. His head had finally cleared by the time he reached the station, alone on the platform with no one to question about this strange arrival. He did not remember boarding any train; they did not have such things in Asgard, and Midgard was far behind him.

He saw no one else as he made his way through the station, Mjolnir at his side. Even at its most desolate, it was a mistake to wander into unknown territory unarmed. A warrior of Asgard never let his guard down; you never gave an enemy the chance to get the jump on you if you could help it. He narrowed his eyes curiously as he took in his surroundings, moving slowly through the station and pausing to peer through one of the windows that looked out over the city beyond.

“What in the Nine Realms…” he began, trailing off as he craned his neck to see what lay past the plaza outside. The station no longer held his interest. He was quick to make his way outside into the sunlight, the fog of the train ride now forgotten, his head and vision both clear and no longer clouded with the heavy haze of sleep.

It was like no place he had ever seen before, the architecture nothing like that of Asgard, too civilized to be compared to Jotunheim, and perhaps too antiquated to be compared to Midgard. It was somewhere new entirely.

“Who or what has brought the mighty Thor to this place?!” he asked of no one in particular, his voice projecting as it always did, loud and commanding of attention. Though there was no one to be seen, he still expected some kind of answer. He had always received answers before. Then again, he had always been aware of his visits to other realms before now. This was different. Different meant he would have to exercise caution.

He was prepared to seek out whoever might have been responsible for his being called to this place, but moving brought his attention to a strange weight in his left pocket. He felt around to search for the cause, emerging with a small item that he immediately recognized as a watch – or something close to one, anyway. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it had a series of buttons on it – nothing as complex as the devices Stark and the others had used in Midgard, but reminiscent enough for him to put a name to it.

“Curious,” he mused aloud, frowning as he turned it over in his hands, suspicious. “How could this have been given to me without my noticing?”

Well. All of this certainly warranted further investigation. He would have answers, and he would have them now.

{[CANON] L Lawliet || Death Note || Unreserved}

[personal profile] i_am_l 2012-12-22 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: Kaena
Personal Journal: N/A
E-mail: ladykaena@hughes.net
AIM/MSN/etc: Scourgeofthemist

CHARACTER
Name: L Lawliet
Canon: Death Note
Timeline: Right as he dies - he will awake in RC living.
Personality: I got this.

Loner. Except for the assistance of Watari, L works alone. It works much better for him this way, as he is not social by nature - but he can have long conversations with someone if needed. He usually only talks business, though. He is very covert, keeping his true identity, his voice, and his face hidden from view - the only way to contact him is through his assistant, Watari. The way he speaks shows that he is intelligent, but he can be a bit blunt and uncaring unless he needs to persuade or manipulate someone, which gives evidence to show he doesn't interact with people all that much.

Arrogant. L has an ego on him, apparent in the way he's collected a few of his aliases. Two of them, Deneuve and Elraldo Coil, were taken from the second and third most famous and brilliant detectives as 'trophies' for defeating them intellectually when solving cases. L is also very childish and hates to lose, as he stated when comparing himself to Kira. He will likely not admit that he makes mistakes until they've been made - however, he would recover gracefully by such a fall from using the information gained from the blunder to collect further information, if possible. He may also later claim that it was part of his plan to mess up - and with that blank face, you can never tell if he means it or not.

Wammy. The only person that L trusts is one Quillsh Wammy, founder of Wammy's House for the Intellectually Gifted of England. Wammy, or Watari as others know him, provided orphans L Lawliet, Nate River, and Mihael Keel with a home. He is L's caretaker and guide, and is the only one with any way to directly contact him. L rigged the information system with all of the Kira case files so that, if he or Watari were to die, all of the data would be erased permanently. Without Mr. Wammy, none of L's work would be possible, and while he doesn't often show it, it was this man whom L went to for comfort for a nightmare about his own death in the anime.

Liar. L does not always tell the truth, and may leave pieces of information out if he feels it is necessary, no matter who he's working with. In his mind, the only people that require full information in a case are himself and Watari - while others are important, they are only pawns. L may also claim that he belives something has a low possibility when he is almost certain of it, especially when, but not limited to, times when people he doesn't trust or overly put faith in are nearby. L is a brilliant manipulator; he will decieve to get the advantage. This is shown when he keeps information from the police and the public about the broadcast he has inmate Lind L. Tailor make, calling it 'worldwide', when in reality, Tailor was posing as L, and the broadcast was only made in the Kanto region of Japan.

Intellect. L relies on logic, deductive reasoning, probability, skepticism, and experience to solve his cases. He's a genius, and a born tactition. While L's methods are unorthodox, and likely produced by a train of thought only he can keep up with, he gets the job done. These methods may not exactly fit into everyone's moral code, either; L will do anything to get a job done, which circles back to his ego and arrogance, pride. He only takes cases that he is interested in. In part of the Kira Case, L was willing to sacrifice the lives of multiple death row inmates just to test and see if the "13 Day" rule of the notebook was false or not. Some of his ideas are radical and insane, but there is, after all, a fine line between genius and insanity.

Eccentric. All geniuses must be ecccentric, and L is no exception. He sits hunched over, rarely sleeps, eats nothing but sweets, and doesn't care about his appearance, since he isn't seen often anyway. He claims that he eats so many sweets, yet remains underweight because using his brain so much burns all of his calories, so he doesn't need exercise. He claims to sit and walk hunched over because, if he doesn't, his analytical abilities will drop 40%; I believe that this is just because he is used to it, and other positions might make him uncomfortable. He also holds things very carefully, with as minimum contact as he possibly can. This likely comes from years of handling evidence, and also not wanting to leave any trace of himself behind.

Tedious. When going over a case, L takes time to listen and observe, absorbing every detail possible to come to the most logical and provable conclusion. He is always listening for hidden meanings within context, implications, reasons to suspect. As a strategist, it is not uncommon for him to be seeming to waste time, when in reality he is just waiting for something he believes will happen. He can use this tactic to test a suspect's patience, and to provide himself with stalling time (and thus thinking time). He waited for weeks on end to try and get a confession out of imprisoned Misa Amane and Light Yagami.

Edited 2012-12-22 05:49 (UTC)

{[CANON] L Lawliet || Death Note || Unreserved}

[personal profile] i_am_l 2012-12-22 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
First Person: [L]

[A text comes over the Ruby City network, titled only with the solitary letter 'L' in the subject. It is no-nonsense, no time wasted, and not one bit curious about any of the other people in the city, or the city itself. He has a message that he would like to convey, and that is all; his words hold no confusion.]

Attention, Ruby City.

Call me L. I am a new addition to the area, nothing more. Thank you for your time.

[He pauses, and decides to add:]

But I do have some questions for our captors, if any of you would so oblige.

[/end feed]

Third Person:

Ruby City was the last place that L had expected to show up after death. He hadn't expected anything at all, in fact; afterlives just weren't all that plausible, in his books. But since he was here now, he figured that he should try to get ay information that he could from the people who had brought him here. What he had needed to know about the city itself, he had read on the posters. He knew that the food and housing were free. He knew that there was no internet; however there was a library, and a social-network-slash-announcing-system run on the watches. He knew about the danger of awful random events, and the animals in the woods, and the catacombs. He knew that he couldn't go back to his world until his kidnappers let sent him back. He'd read all of this on the helpful flyers.

He didn't know what would happen if his kidnappers decided to send him back. He had accepted that he was stuck here, but what if he was sent back? Would he be alive, or go to his afterlife or lack thereof? There was the eighty percent possibility still that all of this was a dream, but as the seconds ticked by, that was becoming less and less likely. He hadn't even had time to ponder the injustice that the people running the place may or may not be doing to the captives here. With any luck, he would get his answers. All he had to do was keep one step ahead in his thought process, and ask and make any of the seven answer the right question. It would need to take a little time, to get an understanding of each of the personalities show to him, and thus he could ascertain which questions to ask whom.

Dealing with now, however...as for interacting with the civilians of Ruby City, it was best to simply stay back in the shadows and observe for a while. He had needed to make his presence known - perhaps one or more of the captives would contact him, and he would be able to collect more tidbits of information for this investigation. He was going to keep texting only, and if seen in the open he would simply refer to himself by one of his many aliases - likely something not including the L sound, which left Hideki Ryuuga and Deneuve. Though, the former was Japanese, which L was not, and the latter was French as well as one word, which sounded out of the ordinary and also which L could not quite pretend to be. Picking too generic or famous an alias would also be too suspicious, not to mention predictable, so he would have to be completely random.

He would be known, face-to-face, as Nathan Rivers.
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{ [CANON] Henry Mills || Once Upon a Time || no reserve || 1 of 2 }

[personal profile] masked_stag 2012-12-22 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Note: Apologies this is not in a Henry journal.

PLAYER
Name: Mouse
Personal Journal: [personal profile] mouseguin
E-mail: mouseguin@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: mouseofguin

CHARACTER
Name: Henry Mills
Canon: Once Upon A Time
Timeline: Season 2 Episode 8 - Into the Deep

Personality:A lot of Henry's personality traits have been descended from what we know of his mother and his grandparents. The selflessness, putting other needs in front of his own and the faith that his actions are for the right reasons. Ever since Mary Margaret gave him the Once Upon a Time book, he has been claiming the entire populous of Storybrooke was under the curse described in the book and he spends all of time and energy trying to find a way to break it.

Despite his actions having bad consequences, he does what needs to be done to achieve his goals and doesn't care about the cost to himself. He steals Mary Margaret's credit card to find Emma and then to get to Boston and bring her back to Storybrooke. He misses days of school to make her understand about the curse and try and get her to help him break it. And he eats the cursed apple turnover just to make Emma believe he is real. All of which he does selflessly in the faith that what he is doing will have the results he hopes for.

After the curse is broken, he continues to have faith that Emma and Mary Margaret are safe and looking after each other in the Fairytale Land even if he needs a little convincing from David. Despite his outward appearance of bravery, he is still just a child and needs the reassurance and love of his family to help him get through rough spots - which there have been many both before the curse and after. He also has faith in Regina that she can change and be good, and this faith in her is just as important to her as it is to him.

The thing Henry wants most of all, is to be a hero. And he gets this chance when he can use his sleeping curse to get messages to Emma and Mary Margaret in the Fairytale Land. But this comes at the price of using magic given to him by Gold and he also sees Regina use magic. This magic is something he is very wary of as he has only seen the bad side to magic through the curse and the other acts Regina does after the curse is broken. This is why he asks Regina to promise not to use magic.

Henry's want to be a hero is dampened, however, by everyone around him treating him like a child. He may be one on the outside but he is strong and brave on the inside which he wants to show. Sadly, there is a fine line between bravery and stupidity and it almost gets himself killed not long after Emma decides to stay. He goes into the mine and gets trapped trying to find proof that his book is real. He believes that if people treated him more as an adult, then this might not have happened.

All in all, Henry may just be a child but he is very courageous and selfless and willing to do what is necessary to prove this and help anyone in trouble, especially those he loves.
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{ [CANON] Henry Mills || Once Upon a Time || no reserve || 2 of 2 }

[personal profile] masked_stag 2012-12-22 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)

First Person: [Henry stumbled from the train, clutching his left arm. Looking around, he's not very happy with where he is or what's going on.]

Aurora! Where are you? [He staggers to one of the benches and notices a watch in his pocket. Flicking it open onto the video setting he looks confused and hurt.]

Hello? Is anyone there? My name is Henry Mills and I'm looking for a girl called Aurora. I need to tell her something important.

And if anyone has heard of Emma Swan, Regina Mills or David Nolan...[He drops the watch to the ground, needing to clutch his arm again, and it switches off. Sitting on the bench, waiting, he wonders what happened and where he is now.]

Third Person: It was Saturday and Henry had left the flat he now shared with David over an hour ago. Since then, he'd visited Granny for some hot chocolate and walked around most of the town. Except...he'd avoided Mifflin Street. With everything that had happened, he wasn't sure if he wanted to see the house let alone the occupants. And he wasn't even sure what to call her anymore. She wasn't really his mom anymore. That was Emma. But calling her Regina felt too weird.

Henry sat down on the corner, his old house just out of sight. He'd given this matter a lot of thought while David had been trying to save Emma and Mary Margaret. He knew he still cared about her and she apparently cared about him. She'd even promised not to use magic any more. But she wasn't the most trustworthy character in the book.

Shaking his head, Henry decided to go off to the playground. He may not have his castle but at least the playground would be just as good. He'd have some fun and take his mind of the "mom" situation. He nodded, smiling. Now that was a plan he didn't even have to name!
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{ [Canon] Milah || Once Upon a Time || no reserve || 1 of 2 }

[personal profile] seamistress 2012-12-23 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
PLAYER
Name: TC
Personal Journal: [personal profile] skreebat
E-mail: tee.cee.art@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: AIM: KisekiSpitfire, PLURK: Skreebat


CHARACTER
Character Name: Milah
Canon: Once Upon A Time
Timeline: Right after her death.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality: Milah is what one could consider a “fiery” woman. In canon, we are shallowly given the impression that she is rude and possibly cruel, but there’s much more to her than meets the eye. For that, we need to analyse how she reacted in her story, and her motivations behind her actions.

She was married to Rumpelstiltskin, and, together, they had a son: Baelfire. Near her end, she confesses that she never loved Rumpelstiltskin, meaning that the years spent with him were more of a chore than a loving union. But one can assume that it wasn’t so bad when they started; considering the medievalesque ambient of Fairytale land, one can assume that it was a marriage of convenience, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that the “loathing” expressed in her last years was all that long lasting.
Despite all of that, she did her job as a wife and has a mother, and her love and caring for Baelfire is obvious in her actions. For example, in the first scene she appears, in the tavern, her cruel, mocking demeanor towards Rumplestiltskin is completely broken down the second she sees her son. She also mentions, during her last minutes, that she deeply regretted having left Baelfire, admitting that “there’s not a day that goes by that (she doesn’t) feel sorry for that”. Her tone is uncommonly emotional, comparing to the rest of her scenes, leaving us to realize just how much she does love her son.
Milah always had a spirit of adventure, a wish to travel the world and live a life of excitement, which she could never indulge in; her life as a mere housewife left her bitter and angry by the day.
The last drop, however, was when Rumplestiltskin, then still her husband, refused to fight in the Ogre Wars, unlike the other husbands in their village. He became a target for mockery and insult, in turn also shaming their family. This is quite a sore subject, as we see during the tavern scene, particularly when she says she became “lashes to the village coward” while other women became “honored widows”.
Despite all this, Milah’s cruel words seem to stem from her rash, impulsive attitude. In her scene with Rumpelstiltskin in their home, she is much calmer, if upset. Her words sound much less rash, and she even seems to express some hope. Not only does she express that she did not want Rumple to die but to simply have fought, she also attempts to convince him of the opportunity of the three of them to leave the village and travel the world, go somewhere new where Rumpelstiltskin is not marked in such negative ways. However, he gently refuses the idea, which leaves her frustrated.
The next day, she leaves with the pirates she had met the day before, leaving us to wonder if she had already planned to do so, depending on Rumplestiltskin’s answer, or if it was the answer itself that left her to consider that option. The latter seems to be more plausible; she might have considered the idea of running away in order to live the life she wanted, but she understood she had responsibilities, in the very least, with her son. The events of the evening before her “escape” are most likely what finally drove her to such actions.
Her rash is further witnessed in the tense scenes after Hook’s and Rumplestiltskin’s (then known as the Dark One) battle. Seeing her loved one in danger, she quickly jumps into action to strike a deal for Killian’s and her safety, throwing away all other plans. While this is a normal reaction for anyone in this sort of situation, her argument with Rumplestiltskin, while on the ship, is to be noted: while aware of the dangers (or she would not have had to strike a deal to save her and Killian’s life) of angering him, during this harsh exchange of words, she blurts out that she did not, in fact, ever loved him. This results in her untimely demise.
Milah, when not “clouded by misery”, as she was during her years before running away, seems to show a level of professionalism of sorts when dealing with serious situations. After temporarily saving Killian, she quickly helps him back to the harbor and his ship, spouting quick orders to the crew with the attitude a captain would have. The way she speaks and the way the crew quickly responds to her orders leaves us to assume that she had some power and respect among the crew; being Killian’s, the captain’s, lover, along with her general strong demeanor, further makes points to this possibility.

We are mostly shown Milah in tense, negative situations, although it is safe to assume that the years between her escapade and her death were ones of happiness. Milah says she fell in love with Killian the day she met him; with her love of adventure and the tales she must have definitely heard while in the company of Killian and his crew would have obviously lured her attention, but, as we come to find out, there was more to it than just that. With her freedom came love as well, so, despite her regrets and guilt for tricking Rumplestiltskin and leaving him and Baelfire, she finally had the life she wished for.


Milah is, therefore, a strong, powerful woman, capable of getting things done, especially if she situation calls for her hand. But she is also greatly influenced by her emotions, which, more often that not, guide her actions and choices, sometimes in rather negative ways. But she never looses sight of what's truly important to her, may it be her wishes, or those who she loves




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Re: { [Canon] Milah || Once Upon a Time || no reserve || 2 of 2 }

[personal profile] seamistress 2012-12-23 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
First Person:
[ She gasps loudly as her eyes snap open, shooting and sitting. Her hand grips at her chest and, for a few moments, all she can do is gasp for air. Her senses take a while to finally let her register her surroundings.
She is sitting across a seat in one of the train’s cabins. No one else with her, not a soul to be seen or heard. She stands, legs shaking, slowly making her way out of the train and onto the station.

Words roll in her throat but it takes some strain to get them out.
]

Hel-

Hello?

[ Where is she? Where is everyone? Killian, the crew, the ship, the-

Rumplestiltskin.

Her hand is still on her chest, but, at least, her legs seem to slowly remember how to work properly without risking taking a fall.

Is this another trick? An illusion? What has he done?]


Hello?

Is anyone there?

[She needs to go back. There’s no time to waste.]



Third Person:
She calmly strode her way through the city, observing her surroundings. The strong, red buildings that harbored creatures from many kinds and many worlds. She never thought she’d find herself in this kind of place; not even in her wildest dreams.

At first, she was admittedly afraid; it’s not everyday that you’re thrown into a place with creatures you can barely recognize as human, if at all. She thought of this as some elaborate illusion, maybe even some concept of “afterlife”, but it was all too real. She can’t begin to think of how this may have happened, but it didn’t matter now.


She sat at the bar, raising her hand to order whatever she could get. Apparently, money wasn’t an issue; well, that was one of the nice things in this place, she supposed. A drink without payment was a good a perk as any.


All things considered, it wasn’t too bad. One of the first things to consider was that fact that she was alive. She wasn’t alone, either; she found her loved one living here as well, free from harm. Along with him, so was the source of her problems...but only those of the world behind her. But none of this erased the fact she had a whole new world to explore, one of wonders she couldn’t even imagine, even if she tried.
She always wished to unravel the unknown, to travel to faraway places, to sees things she had never seen before. This certainly wasn’t what she expected but, if you looked at it the right way, wasn’t it an upgrade?

These thoughts brought with them a new wave of excitement with them. She had a new chance and new opportunities, all gifts by some mysterious hand of fate. And who was her to look a gifted horse in the mouth?

A smirk took over her lips as she put down her glass. There was no point to look at this in a dark manner. Might as well take what life gives you and make the most of it. The real adventure was just about to begin.

“Barkeep. How about a round for the house?” And she pushed her glass towards him.