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CHARACTER APPLICATIONS
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Applications, along with the game, have MOVED to Dreamwidth, and will open again at 12:01 a.m., January 8, 2012 here.Applications may open here in the future, during application periods where open account creation is not available on DW. A form will be posted here at those times, and we will provide regular updates as we can ( Read more... )
User LJ: maureen_cohen
AIM/IM: AIM: Mrs Liz Sparrow
MSN: pirate_read@hotmail.com
E-mail: pirate_read@hotmail.com
Character Name: Vesper Lynd
Series: James Bond (Casino Royale/Film version)
Age: 27
From When?: Post-Casino Royale
Inmate/Warden: Warden, to repent for the lies and deceit
Item: A while mobile phone, Sony Ericsson M600i
How long have you been here? Long enough to understand the ins and outs of this place
Abilities/Powers:
-Determination - if her mind is set to it, she can do it.
-Quick-thinking - Able to work under stress and think on her feet
-Smarts - is bilingual (French and English), university graduate
Personality: Vesper is smart and calculating, she comes off as cold and sometimes controlling, but it is to hide her insecurities. She has always come off as a forceful person, working harder and more aggressively than others because she thinks that people will not take her seriously as a woman. She tends to come off as very abrupt or harsh, giving her almost an air of mystery.
She describes herself as a 'complicated woman', but is really no different than most women, especially when in love. She is easily used to gain things an enemy way want of her when it involves those she cares deeply about. Even though she can be used in such a manner doesn't mean that she has given you her trust. She is wary of those she doesn't know, unless she is encouraged of their trust.
Vesper can prove to be a skeptic and watch things very closely, although she has a somewhat fragile view on violence, she doesn't particularly like seeing it or being involved in it. It bothers her deeply. She adjusts to new situations quickly and thinks on her feet. It has come in use in the past, when Bond was poisoned and she rushed to his aid after he didn't return, it was her arrival and quick thinking that saved his life.
History:
Vesper Lynd was born in Surrey, England in 1981. She came from a fairly well off family. When Vesper was eight her parents died in a car accident, forcing young Vesper to live with her grandparents. She was a loner for a few years until her teen years. She became active in school, taking a particular interest in languages and mathematics. She worked hard, showing her grandparents that she was able to jump straight into university, instead of a two-year college to start off.
She was accepted into the University of Greenwich, much to her delight. There she proved to be a hard-working student, not interested in activities as much as getting her work done, still she had a fairly active social life and a tight-knit group of friends. She met her first serious boyfriend at the age of twenty-three while finishing her degree. He was half-French and Half-Algerian as he came to England to study. The relationship lasted and persisted and he told her of plans of marriage, giving her a necklace as a promise ring of a sort as they went into the real world, with Vesper as a young accountant.
Things turned ugly when a deal made between her boyfriend and an organisation went wrong. They took him as a hostage, torturing him and in his pain, he revealed the young British girl he loved and her profession. They hoped to use her position to extort money in return for his safety, thus placing her opportunely as the liaison from the Treasury to the MI6 in an operation to bankrupt terrorists.
Vesper never counted on things to happen as they did. At first she was appalled by Bond's ego and worked with him unhappily. She warmed up to him slightly after he comforted her after a brutal fight, where she believed a man's death was on her hands. After the poker tournament, Le Chiffre (having just lost), kidnapped both Bond and Vesper and tortured both, in which, Vesper agreed to give them money and information in return for her boyfriend's and Bond's safety. The head of the organisation, Mr White, put an end to the torture and let them go. She didn't leave Bond's side through much of the time he was hospitalised, their mutual dislike becoming a blossoming romance.
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Sample Journal Entry:
I can’t live like this anymore. The deceit is far too much. What deceit? I love him, that isn’t deceit. I don’t have a ‘tell’…but I am able to lie to him so easily. It’s for his safety, his own good. I don’t want him to end up dead. He can’t, that’s why I have to do this. I love him too much. Is that wrong? It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him, but I have. James treats me like a goddess, taking me to Venice and being my strength. Maybe he’ll never have to know what I’m doing and when it’s done…it’s done and we can be happy….
Sample RP:
Where is he going? Vesper though uneasily, red painted lips parted and blue eyes following the blond man out of the room.
Bond shouldn't have left the game, he was still doing very well, but there was something wrong...something off about the way he looked. His expression told her of pain and unease and she saw him grab two items off of the table, but she didn't see what. Her eyes turned to Mathis at her side, who looked just as worried as she did.
Silently she left the casino without making a scene, heading for their suite. She hoped that he went there and not somewhere else. She moved as quickly as she could, her legs feeling like jelly under her weight. It felt as though the elevator was making her wait purposely, just to mock her. Causing her to hiss, ‘Come on, come on’ under her breath and resist crossing her arms across her chest. Panicking would do her no good in this situation, nor did looking as if she was fretting something. She was supposed to look lovely and not lead to suspicion as she was doing at the moment.
As the elevator came, she walked in briskly and pushed the button to the third floor and waited, cursing herself for knowing that every moment she wasted, Bond could be that much closer to death. Of course, his death wouldn’t be her fault, but it would be on her conscious that she could have done something and didn’t. It was the ding of the elevator arriving to the third floor that forced her brain to come-to and her body to work in automatic to the room as if she had walked this route a hundred times. Only disappointment came when she entered the room and Bond was not there.
Special Notes: Ummmmm….errrr….no?
Oh yeah, finals week is this week and next week…hopefully it won’t drag me away from my laptop too long.
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