[ooc] "To accomplish much you must first be voted in."
Character name: Lockon Stratos
Series: Mobile Suit Gundam 00 (Season 2)
Age: 29
Job: Improv Teacher
Canon: Let me first clear up the question in your minds. Lockon Stratos shares a codename with the counselor already in camp, but they're completely different characters. Moving on.
Four years ago (in 2307), the world unified to defeat the paramilitary organization Celestial Being. From this event the Earth Sphere Federation was born, promoting world peace and unifying the world as their ideals. The reality is different, however. Non-participating countries run the risk of being cut out from world economy in the best of cases, or having entire regions destroyed and reorganized in the worst cases. Two rebel groups act in response, Katharon (against the Federation) and Celestial Being (against the violent Federation military group A-Laws).
Lockon Stratos is the most recent recruit of Celestial Being. Like many others, he's lost all his family members to terrorism and war. Lockon is in a tricky situation, having joined Katharon before being recruited for Celestial Being (he acts as a spy for the former group). In order to pull this off, you need to be resourceful and flexible, things that Lockon has in spades. He's easygoing, joking and flirting with his new comrades. One might even say he takes the flirting too far, trying to use his physical similarity to the previous Lockon all the way into bed. Quite the opposite, he just wants to be recognized as his own person. And, of course, as any good rebel fighter would, Lockon hates injustice and inhumane cruelty, and will firmly stand against those who use it.
Sample Entry:
Ouch. Oh, hey! I'm alright, yeah. Let me just stand up. I think all my bones are intact. I bet that might've looked dangerous to onlookers; believe me, it was exciting to me too. My first time coming to a job interview via parachute! Anyway, no more small talk. I'm here to interview for the position of "Professional Big Brother." I've never tried doing that before. I suppose there's no way around it, though; you could say my superior was rather insistent on my being here. I'll just have to take it one day at a time.
What do you mean you already have a Professional Big Brother? No problem, let me just call my contact and I'll be right back with you--alright, alright! No phones. Or cigarettes. Hold on a second, I don't think the uniform has to go too. Though Che Guevara once said, "To accomplish much you must first lose everything," I'm sure he didn't mean also his clothes.
Figures that I'd have to go the extra mile of changing strategy on the spot while the rest are enjoying hot showers and a bed. Lucky! Well, give me a minute, this can't be harder than taking over as the pilot in a spaceship, and I've been in that position before. It was a complicated situation, but you just have to keep your head calm and wing it. Hey, how about that. Shooting or piloting, I can think of a few instructors who could teach better than me. But if there's something I can do is to improvise, so I'll be the Improv Teacher.
I admit I'm not your typical sort of Improv Teacher, but I never claimed to be an expert. Besides, I've got a feeling this place has no use for the conventional. So we'll skip on the ice breaking exercises, and move right onto your most pressing concern. You're stuck in a summer camp at the mercy of a dictator drunk on her own power. You have things to get back to, regimes to remove, armies to disarm. I get you.
The only thing you can do is to make the best out of a bad situation. As long as you only gnaw on people of your own size, we'll get along just fine. Maybe more than fine. Mind if I say that, for a zombie, you have a nice body? . . . No, no, you have to wait until I ask if you'd hold it against me before collapsing in my arms. I'm going to need more practice flirting with the locals . . .
(( voting went here! 40 IN, 12 OUT. Don't be like me and write your app last minute, guys! ))
Series: Mobile Suit Gundam 00 (Season 2)
Age: 29
Job: Improv Teacher
Canon: Let me first clear up the question in your minds. Lockon Stratos shares a codename with the counselor already in camp, but they're completely different characters. Moving on.
Four years ago (in 2307), the world unified to defeat the paramilitary organization Celestial Being. From this event the Earth Sphere Federation was born, promoting world peace and unifying the world as their ideals. The reality is different, however. Non-participating countries run the risk of being cut out from world economy in the best of cases, or having entire regions destroyed and reorganized in the worst cases. Two rebel groups act in response, Katharon (against the Federation) and Celestial Being (against the violent Federation military group A-Laws).
Lockon Stratos is the most recent recruit of Celestial Being. Like many others, he's lost all his family members to terrorism and war. Lockon is in a tricky situation, having joined Katharon before being recruited for Celestial Being (he acts as a spy for the former group). In order to pull this off, you need to be resourceful and flexible, things that Lockon has in spades. He's easygoing, joking and flirting with his new comrades. One might even say he takes the flirting too far, trying to use his physical similarity to the previous Lockon all the way into bed. Quite the opposite, he just wants to be recognized as his own person. And, of course, as any good rebel fighter would, Lockon hates injustice and inhumane cruelty, and will firmly stand against those who use it.
Sample Entry:
Ouch. Oh, hey! I'm alright, yeah. Let me just stand up. I think all my bones are intact. I bet that might've looked dangerous to onlookers; believe me, it was exciting to me too. My first time coming to a job interview via parachute! Anyway, no more small talk. I'm here to interview for the position of "Professional Big Brother." I've never tried doing that before. I suppose there's no way around it, though; you could say my superior was rather insistent on my being here. I'll just have to take it one day at a time.
What do you mean you already have a Professional Big Brother? No problem, let me just call my contact and I'll be right back with you--alright, alright! No phones. Or cigarettes. Hold on a second, I don't think the uniform has to go too. Though Che Guevara once said, "To accomplish much you must first lose everything," I'm sure he didn't mean also his clothes.
Figures that I'd have to go the extra mile of changing strategy on the spot while the rest are enjoying hot showers and a bed. Lucky! Well, give me a minute, this can't be harder than taking over as the pilot in a spaceship, and I've been in that position before. It was a complicated situation, but you just have to keep your head calm and wing it. Hey, how about that. Shooting or piloting, I can think of a few instructors who could teach better than me. But if there's something I can do is to improvise, so I'll be the Improv Teacher.
I admit I'm not your typical sort of Improv Teacher, but I never claimed to be an expert. Besides, I've got a feeling this place has no use for the conventional. So we'll skip on the ice breaking exercises, and move right onto your most pressing concern. You're stuck in a summer camp at the mercy of a dictator drunk on her own power. You have things to get back to, regimes to remove, armies to disarm. I get you.
The only thing you can do is to make the best out of a bad situation. As long as you only gnaw on people of your own size, we'll get along just fine. Maybe more than fine. Mind if I say that, for a zombie, you have a nice body? . . . No, no, you have to wait until I ask if you'd hold it against me before collapsing in my arms. I'm going to need more practice flirting with the locals . . .
(( voting went here! 40 IN, 12 OUT. Don't be like me and write your app last minute, guys! ))