Application for Ruby City
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Name: Shea
Age: 23
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E-mail: sheawheatleyb@gmail.com
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CHARACTER
Name: Elizabeth Comstock
Canon: Bioshock: Infinite
Age: 20
Timeline: Hall of Heroes, after meeting Cornelius Slate
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality: Elizabeth is a bird, caged for 19 years, and finally able to fly free. During her imprisonment, Elizabeth had no contact with a living human, and learned about life through books. As such, she is naive to the ways of the world and people, though she's proven to be a quick learner. In just a few hours out of her apartment, she's done more than she's ever done in her life.
Idealistic, Elizabeth reacts negatively to violence, especially when it surrounds her. The idea of war, senseless slaughter, is terrifying, and a very distant idea, though it's become all too near to her lately, especially when she realizes that much slaughter has been carried out in her name, under the orders of her father, the prophet Zachary Comstock. Luckily, Elizabeth has no intentions of following in his footsteps, or claiming any loyalty to him and his jingoistic ways.
An intelligent young woman, Elizabeth's humor tends to err on the side of sarcastic and, having never been around people before, does not understand many cultural cues. She'll call people out on nearly anything she sees fit, though she's determined not to take too much of her new freedom seriously. She's eager to explore the world, now that she has access to it.
Once Elizabeth has set her mind to something, she won't' stop until she gets it. She's extremely determined and resilient, much like her father. She can compartmentalize with ease, putting aside things that bother her in order to move forward in order to attack her goals.
Due to her lack of experience in the world, Elizabeth is reckless. She's learned from books, where heroes often charge into battle without thinking things through, and very rarely seem to suffer for it. She models herself after them, doing whatever she sees fit, ignoring the entire concept of consequences all together.
Finally, Elizabeth is a very caring young woman. She has a maternal instinct that has never been nurtured, and holds great value for human life. She's sympathetic to the struggles of the people, believing in fair treatment and equality. Despite her father's careful planning, Elizabeth is determined to become nothing like him. Unfortunately, there's really no such thing as free-will. What has happened will happen again.
Like all people, Elizabeth has her own set of fears. She fears Songbird, the giant mechanical bird that has been her only companion in her tower, she fears the thought of being taken back to Comstock and would rather face death than be used by him. She hates bees, and injustice, and the idea of cages, metaphorical or literal. But she doesn't let fear hold her back. Instead, Elizabeth sprints full-speed ahead, eager to learn and experience new things, no matter what the danger. Because what could be better than living after living in a tower for 19 years?
Background: http://bioshock.wikia.com/wiki/Elizabeth
Abilities: Elizabeth has the ability to open up tears in reality. She can see them, and pull items through. When she was younger, she could CREATE them, but since she's grown up, this ability has been lost, and she can only open tears that already exist. Given the nature of Ruby City, Elizabeth is not able to open them up to other realities, other universes, and step through into another universe. She can see tears here, but cannot open them, no matter how hard she tries (and she will try). If anything, she'd be able to pull a small item through, but only an item that would already exist within the confines of Ruby City (for example: she could not pull a car through, but she could pull a book, so long as it is a book within the city). This, however, is up to mod discretion.
Elizabeth has spent most of her life trapped in a tower, and as such, has a tremendous library of abilities. To name a few: she's an accomplished lock picker, singer, painter, speaks English, Chinese, and French, and is extremely well-read. She also has a great throwing arm.
First Person: [There's a bit of fumbling coming from the watch, a frustrated growl, and then-] Oh! Gotcha! [The face of a young woman appears, bright blue eyes and dark brown hair. Smiling, she inspects the watch.] Well this is something I've never seen before. How do you work? Are you running on Shock Jockey? Or is this some new quantum physics thing?
Don't be stupid, Elizabeth, [She tells herself.] Quantum physics doesn't belong in a watch. It's gotta be some kinda… Well, I don't know what it is, but we're going to find out. We are also going to find out why this tear sucked us in, and where we are. Because this doesn't look like the Columbia I know.
[She frowns to herself, looking up into the distance.] Though I really don't even know Columbia that well.
Third Person: "Hello?" Elizabeth's voice echoed through the nearly empty cathedral. Her voice returned back to her, echoing off the vaulted ceilings and stained glass windows. This place was… well, to be fair, everything was completely new to her. She'd lived in a tower for the past 19 years, with no human contact to speak of. So the idea of actually getting out and breathing fresh air was new and exciting. Everything was, in a way, getting to see the things she'd only read about in books! Still, this place… It wasn't Columbia. There was no mention of the Prophet Comstock, or the Lamb, or Daisy Fitzroy or anything. Nothing at all. It was as if, in this reality, she didn't exist.
Or, well, she wasn't the Seed of the Prophet. Which suited her just fine, thank you very much. Comstock had another thing coming if he still thought he could convince her to follow in his footsteps. No way, no how.
"Hello? I'm-- look, if anyone's out there, listening? I'm looking for a man named Booker DeWitt? Has anyone--" The only sound was her voice bouncing back to her. Frowning, she wrinkled her nose. "Fine then. I'll just sit here." She said to herself, taking a seat in the nearest pew, crossing her arms over her chest like a dejected child. "I will sit here. And I will wait. For, uh… something." She had yet to think that much through.
Accepted
Name: Shea
Age: 23
Personal Journal:
laceandlaudanumE-mail: sheawheatleyb@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: SheaWheatley @ AIM
CHARACTER
Name: Elizabeth Comstock
Canon: Bioshock: Infinite
Age: 20
Timeline: Hall of Heroes, after meeting Cornelius Slate
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality: Elizabeth is a bird, caged for 19 years, and finally able to fly free. During her imprisonment, Elizabeth had no contact with a living human, and learned about life through books. As such, she is naive to the ways of the world and people, though she's proven to be a quick learner. In just a few hours out of her apartment, she's done more than she's ever done in her life.
Idealistic, Elizabeth reacts negatively to violence, especially when it surrounds her. The idea of war, senseless slaughter, is terrifying, and a very distant idea, though it's become all too near to her lately, especially when she realizes that much slaughter has been carried out in her name, under the orders of her father, the prophet Zachary Comstock. Luckily, Elizabeth has no intentions of following in his footsteps, or claiming any loyalty to him and his jingoistic ways.
An intelligent young woman, Elizabeth's humor tends to err on the side of sarcastic and, having never been around people before, does not understand many cultural cues. She'll call people out on nearly anything she sees fit, though she's determined not to take too much of her new freedom seriously. She's eager to explore the world, now that she has access to it.
Once Elizabeth has set her mind to something, she won't' stop until she gets it. She's extremely determined and resilient, much like her father. She can compartmentalize with ease, putting aside things that bother her in order to move forward in order to attack her goals.
Due to her lack of experience in the world, Elizabeth is reckless. She's learned from books, where heroes often charge into battle without thinking things through, and very rarely seem to suffer for it. She models herself after them, doing whatever she sees fit, ignoring the entire concept of consequences all together.
Finally, Elizabeth is a very caring young woman. She has a maternal instinct that has never been nurtured, and holds great value for human life. She's sympathetic to the struggles of the people, believing in fair treatment and equality. Despite her father's careful planning, Elizabeth is determined to become nothing like him. Unfortunately, there's really no such thing as free-will. What has happened will happen again.
Like all people, Elizabeth has her own set of fears. She fears Songbird, the giant mechanical bird that has been her only companion in her tower, she fears the thought of being taken back to Comstock and would rather face death than be used by him. She hates bees, and injustice, and the idea of cages, metaphorical or literal. But she doesn't let fear hold her back. Instead, Elizabeth sprints full-speed ahead, eager to learn and experience new things, no matter what the danger. Because what could be better than living after living in a tower for 19 years?
Background: http://bioshock.wikia.com/wiki/Elizabeth
Abilities: Elizabeth has the ability to open up tears in reality. She can see them, and pull items through. When she was younger, she could CREATE them, but since she's grown up, this ability has been lost, and she can only open tears that already exist. Given the nature of Ruby City, Elizabeth is not able to open them up to other realities, other universes, and step through into another universe. She can see tears here, but cannot open them, no matter how hard she tries (and she will try). If anything, she'd be able to pull a small item through, but only an item that would already exist within the confines of Ruby City (for example: she could not pull a car through, but she could pull a book, so long as it is a book within the city). This, however, is up to mod discretion.
Elizabeth has spent most of her life trapped in a tower, and as such, has a tremendous library of abilities. To name a few: she's an accomplished lock picker, singer, painter, speaks English, Chinese, and French, and is extremely well-read. She also has a great throwing arm.
First Person: [There's a bit of fumbling coming from the watch, a frustrated growl, and then-] Oh! Gotcha! [The face of a young woman appears, bright blue eyes and dark brown hair. Smiling, she inspects the watch.] Well this is something I've never seen before. How do you work? Are you running on Shock Jockey? Or is this some new quantum physics thing?
Don't be stupid, Elizabeth, [She tells herself.] Quantum physics doesn't belong in a watch. It's gotta be some kinda… Well, I don't know what it is, but we're going to find out. We are also going to find out why this tear sucked us in, and where we are. Because this doesn't look like the Columbia I know.
[She frowns to herself, looking up into the distance.] Though I really don't even know Columbia that well.
Third Person: "Hello?" Elizabeth's voice echoed through the nearly empty cathedral. Her voice returned back to her, echoing off the vaulted ceilings and stained glass windows. This place was… well, to be fair, everything was completely new to her. She'd lived in a tower for the past 19 years, with no human contact to speak of. So the idea of actually getting out and breathing fresh air was new and exciting. Everything was, in a way, getting to see the things she'd only read about in books! Still, this place… It wasn't Columbia. There was no mention of the Prophet Comstock, or the Lamb, or Daisy Fitzroy or anything. Nothing at all. It was as if, in this reality, she didn't exist.
Or, well, she wasn't the Seed of the Prophet. Which suited her just fine, thank you very much. Comstock had another thing coming if he still thought he could convince her to follow in his footsteps. No way, no how.
"Hello? I'm-- look, if anyone's out there, listening? I'm looking for a man named Booker DeWitt? Has anyone--" The only sound was her voice bouncing back to her. Frowning, she wrinkled her nose. "Fine then. I'll just sit here." She said to herself, taking a seat in the nearest pew, crossing her arms over her chest like a dejected child. "I will sit here. And I will wait. For, uh… something." She had yet to think that much through.
Accepted
