OOC: App.
Character Name: Quatre Raberba Winner
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Sexuality (if applicable): N/A Cause GW likes to leave you hanging like that.
Original or Anomaly?: Original
Appearance:
http://arcticnightfall.com/gundam/images/characters/prof_quatre.jpg
Height: 5'1.
Personality:
Quatre is a kind and generous soul. He hates conflict and violence, but he fights because he wants the suffering to end. He will not fight unless he has to, but considers defending those who can not defend themselves to be a 'has to' situation.
He is a kind and wise leader, this is boosted by his tactical knowledge and abilities. He does not like to lead his fellow Gundam pilots, but they have faith in him and Heero entrusted him with the duty so he fulfills the responsibilities as best he can, which is pretty well indeed.
He has great respect for his fellow pilots and for all others who have struggled to end the war and the fighting. He also believes that everyone should be given a second chance, especially since he nearly killed Trowa, a fellow pilot, and did annihilate all life on a colony. However, he believes that people have to work hard for that second chance and keep working once they have it.
Quatre loves animals, and really enjoys playing with them. He also really enjoys music, as it calms him down and soothes him. When he plays, he likes the violin best, but also enjoys just listening to music. He also really likes tea; he enjoys the time it gives him to relax and socialize.
He sometimes comes across as very reserved, mostly because he takes the time to think before he speaks or acts.
He is very friendly as well as being kind, and tries to get along with everyone. Everyone who isn't seeking unnecessary violence. He is extremely considerate of others, and true gentleman.
He is, however, capable of being extremely dangerous. Both tactically and emotionally. He has seen war, lived it, and fought in it. Though he prefers not to, he can become the killing machine that all Gundam pilots are capable of being.
History:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quatre_Winner
Strengths:
Mentally strong, empathic and able to adapt to the emotions of those around him
Strong leader and excellent tactician,
Quick to make friends,
Elite hacking and other computer skills,
He is trained in hand to hand combat,
Good pilot of most land and air vehicles from his world,
Will defend those he is protecting to the end if necessary
Weaknesses:
Soft hearted,
Slow to notice people's bad points
Takes most people at face value,
Underestimates himself,
Can be very meek and tries too hard to please
First Person Sample:
The maps on these devices are extremely advanced technology, I wonder if it's possible to get lost? Though I suppose one malfunction could screw the whole thing up! That wouldn't be very helpful at all. [Slight chuckle and a small smile, it slowly turns into a sad smile.]
I wonder, if this dimension sees a great many wars. It's for war that so many jumps in technology are made. We could do so much if people were able to build without the pressure of conflict. Are there many wars in your worlds? [He pauses.] Our has seen too much war in my opinion, but [Another pause as he thinks about his home.] we are working very hard to stop them now. With hard work and understanding I'm sure that our world, and any world can find it's way back to peace.
[He deliberates for a little bit longer, worry creasing his brow, before he looks up again.]
Would anyone like to help me shop? This suit isn't so uncomfortable, but it can get in the way. we could have tea afterward.
Third Person Sample:
Quatre laughed as one of the dogs he was playing with leapt into the water. It chased down the ball that he'd thrown before rushing back to him, proud with it's accomplishment. The blond waved a watching child over, and handed the boy the ball. He watched the game of fetch for a short time before making his way into his tent, a small smile playing on his lips.
The smile vanished as he met the eyes of the men waiting for him, his men. On the table in the center of the room sat a map of the province they now occupied. Near to where their position was indicated on the map, sat a military base. It was the Mobile Dolls, pilotless robots, in this base that had been used on the villages in the surrounding area. Hoping to crush the spirit of the people and bring them entirely under the thumb of OZ.
He would lead his men in the mission to destroy the base, and cripple the OZ military in the area. The people would be safe for long enough to rebuild, and possibly, long enough for OZ to be completely destroyed.
Quatre surveyed the map, eyes slightly narrowed as he worked out the battle plan in his head, communicating his ideas to his men. They would work long into the night, making sure that all the details were clear and everyone knew their job. He glanced up and gave a smile of acknowledgment to the young Maganac that brought him a cup of tea. He would need the caffeine and the calm head that the tea could help him maintain.
Too many would have to die to achieve this goal, but doing so would save so many more. He calculated the probable death toll in his head, he and his men would do all in their power not to kill, but it was war, and death was unavoidable. He would mourn every life he took, but so long as people needed protecting, and the war continued, he would keep fighting.
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Sexuality (if applicable): N/A Cause GW likes to leave you hanging like that.
Original or Anomaly?: Original
Appearance:
http://arcticnightfall.com/gundam/images/characters/prof_quatre.jpg
Height: 5'1.
Personality:
Quatre is a kind and generous soul. He hates conflict and violence, but he fights because he wants the suffering to end. He will not fight unless he has to, but considers defending those who can not defend themselves to be a 'has to' situation.
He is a kind and wise leader, this is boosted by his tactical knowledge and abilities. He does not like to lead his fellow Gundam pilots, but they have faith in him and Heero entrusted him with the duty so he fulfills the responsibilities as best he can, which is pretty well indeed.
He has great respect for his fellow pilots and for all others who have struggled to end the war and the fighting. He also believes that everyone should be given a second chance, especially since he nearly killed Trowa, a fellow pilot, and did annihilate all life on a colony. However, he believes that people have to work hard for that second chance and keep working once they have it.
Quatre loves animals, and really enjoys playing with them. He also really enjoys music, as it calms him down and soothes him. When he plays, he likes the violin best, but also enjoys just listening to music. He also really likes tea; he enjoys the time it gives him to relax and socialize.
He sometimes comes across as very reserved, mostly because he takes the time to think before he speaks or acts.
He is very friendly as well as being kind, and tries to get along with everyone. Everyone who isn't seeking unnecessary violence. He is extremely considerate of others, and true gentleman.
He is, however, capable of being extremely dangerous. Both tactically and emotionally. He has seen war, lived it, and fought in it. Though he prefers not to, he can become the killing machine that all Gundam pilots are capable of being.
History:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quatre_Winner
Strengths:
Mentally strong, empathic and able to adapt to the emotions of those around him
Strong leader and excellent tactician,
Quick to make friends,
Elite hacking and other computer skills,
He is trained in hand to hand combat,
Good pilot of most land and air vehicles from his world,
Will defend those he is protecting to the end if necessary
Weaknesses:
Soft hearted,
Slow to notice people's bad points
Takes most people at face value,
Underestimates himself,
Can be very meek and tries too hard to please
First Person Sample:
The maps on these devices are extremely advanced technology, I wonder if it's possible to get lost? Though I suppose one malfunction could screw the whole thing up! That wouldn't be very helpful at all. [Slight chuckle and a small smile, it slowly turns into a sad smile.]
I wonder, if this dimension sees a great many wars. It's for war that so many jumps in technology are made. We could do so much if people were able to build without the pressure of conflict. Are there many wars in your worlds? [He pauses.] Our has seen too much war in my opinion, but [Another pause as he thinks about his home.] we are working very hard to stop them now. With hard work and understanding I'm sure that our world, and any world can find it's way back to peace.
[He deliberates for a little bit longer, worry creasing his brow, before he looks up again.]
Would anyone like to help me shop? This suit isn't so uncomfortable, but it can get in the way. we could have tea afterward.
Third Person Sample:
Quatre laughed as one of the dogs he was playing with leapt into the water. It chased down the ball that he'd thrown before rushing back to him, proud with it's accomplishment. The blond waved a watching child over, and handed the boy the ball. He watched the game of fetch for a short time before making his way into his tent, a small smile playing on his lips.
The smile vanished as he met the eyes of the men waiting for him, his men. On the table in the center of the room sat a map of the province they now occupied. Near to where their position was indicated on the map, sat a military base. It was the Mobile Dolls, pilotless robots, in this base that had been used on the villages in the surrounding area. Hoping to crush the spirit of the people and bring them entirely under the thumb of OZ.
He would lead his men in the mission to destroy the base, and cripple the OZ military in the area. The people would be safe for long enough to rebuild, and possibly, long enough for OZ to be completely destroyed.
Quatre surveyed the map, eyes slightly narrowed as he worked out the battle plan in his head, communicating his ideas to his men. They would work long into the night, making sure that all the details were clear and everyone knew their job. He glanced up and gave a smile of acknowledgment to the young Maganac that brought him a cup of tea. He would need the caffeine and the calm head that the tea could help him maintain.
Too many would have to die to achieve this goal, but doing so would save so many more. He calculated the probable death toll in his head, he and his men would do all in their power not to kill, but it was war, and death was unavoidable. He would mourn every life he took, but so long as people needed protecting, and the war continued, he would keep fighting.