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Name: May
Livejournal Username: mangles
E-mail: causticterrors@gmail.com
AIM/MSN: horizoncave
Current Characters at Luceti: Meryl Stryfe, Shinpachi Nagakura
Character
Name: Frodo Baggins
Fandom: Lord of the Rings (Movies)
Gender: Male
Age: Thirty three (Taking into account the seventeen years don't
Time Period: After Shelob's bite.
Wing Color: Green
History: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frodo_Baggins
Personality:
Frodo is described as being quiet, gentle and kind-hearted at the beginning of his tale. He is someone who is peaceful, keeps to himself, and dreams of things beyond his home, which, for a hobbit, is very bizarre. He does enjoy his comfortable place, but Frodo always desired more. Frodo is someone who dreamed of adventure and excitement.
But Frodo's adventure has left him scarred. Though he is not yet finished with it, there is much damage that has been done to him, physically, spiritually and emotionally. Though he is still, at heart, gentle and kind, his temper has grown shorter and he has grown quite paranoid. He has fits of delirium due to the ring and his own mental damage and he often spaces out or wanders away from people on his own. While he is not particularly antisocial, he seems to drift from groups and conversations more than he ever has. He gets lost in his own head and often needs help getting back to reality, away from the draw of the ring and the troubles inside him.
Frodo is too trusting of those he feels can relate to him. He feels so lost and alone in his burden that he will latch to the words of those that seems to know what it is to carry a burden, like Gollum, and hangs onto their word in a hope that he will not feel quite so isolated. Even if he is introverted for a hobbit, he does not like the feeling of being alone.
Frodo is quite brave in his burden. He has fear, of course, and doubts himself, even admitting, once or twice, that he's not sure he can complete it or survive, but he is still a person who is honest and insists he is the one that has to bear it and will risk his own destruction to save his friends, and the Shire, from suffering things far worse.
Strengths: Mental: Frodo's mental strength is in his ability to resist the ring. The ring tempts the mind and the heart and for most, it only takes one glance for the ring to take them completely. Frodo endures, with only a few slips, through months, possibly years, of travel. He has a strong enough mind to accomplish something even some of the highest creatures can not.
Physical: Frodo, as a hobbit, is a sturdy creature. His body can take quite a bit of abuse. He's hardy and can climb fairly well. His feet are leathery enough on the bottom that he doesn't need to wear shoes to travel.
Emotional: Frodo is quite loyal and his heart is kind and seeks the good in others, like Strider when the others were unsure of him. He is brave and adventurous, though his wonderment has been lost since the terrors of his journey affected him.
Weaknesses: Physical: Frodo has little to no physical strength, having only enough to really wrestle someone his own size. He has no sword skills and often is sickly and aches from the wound he received from the Witch King. His neck is marred from the scars rubbed into his neck from the ring.
Mental: He has been weakened mentally by the stress of the ring, suffering PTSD or a form of it due to the trauma. He is very paranoid about others, due to the constant threat of them turning on him due to the ring.
Emotional: Frodo is pretty broken at this point and time. He can't really recover, emotionally, from what he's been through. He tries to smile when he can, but he is quite sad and distant quite a bit of the time, troubled by all the weight on his shoulders.
Samples (ALL samples must be set in Luceti-verse.)
First Person:
Sam? Samwise?
... What an awful mistake I've made. Things all went black, and a sharp pain filled me, deep in my back and heart and encompassed me whole. This place, it isn't the place I left. This is not the tunnel, not even the mountain pass.
This strange book, and these strange wings... what has happened to me? More aches, pains unfamiliar, are stuck in me, now. They run not as deep, but are strong enough for remembering. My task... no guide, no companion, my Sam... not even the voice in my head to give me any guide. The weight of the eye is gone, but now what am I to do?
Sam, oh Sam, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry...
Third Person:
When Frodo Baggins awakes, no cold fills his body. The warm light hits his skin, and with the poison gone from his body and Shelob's bite nothing but a scar, now, he awakes with a groan. His whole body aches and he swears his bones are jelly. It takes a moment to move and the first thing that does is not a familiar movement.
His back flexes strangely and a gentle waft of air hits his battered spine like the kiss of a faerie.
He has no thoughts in his head. There is no way he could think, now, as the familiarity of the feel of grass returns to him. The barrenness of the grass and the harsh cold leave him as swift as a current as he grows aware of what he's settled on. Surely, he has died. Surely, he is lost in another of Galadriel's dreams. This comfort, this warms and the swaying sounds of trees, was long gone from him. How can his mind even make such an image?
His eyes open, slow and difficult, but the lids part and he moves in slow, lumbering flexes of muscles to kneel.
First, he checks for the ring, which feels oddly light as he touches it in relief. His shirt, he realizes, Sting and much of the rest of him is gone. Only a pair of pants, something familiar to the bedding clothes he wore in Rivendell, remain on him. He can see the scars on his skin and he almost lurches a bit. They're hard to see.
He raises up, slow and dreamy and flimsy as a struggling sapling, and looks around him.
"Where have I gone to? What has happened to me?"
Name: May
Livejournal Username: mangles
E-mail: causticterrors@gmail.com
AIM/MSN: horizoncave
Current Characters at Luceti: Meryl Stryfe, Shinpachi Nagakura
Character
Name: Frodo Baggins
Fandom: Lord of the Rings (Movies)
Gender: Male
Age: Thirty three (Taking into account the seventeen years don't
Time Period: After Shelob's bite.
Wing Color: Green
History: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frodo_Baggins
Personality:
Frodo is described as being quiet, gentle and kind-hearted at the beginning of his tale. He is someone who is peaceful, keeps to himself, and dreams of things beyond his home, which, for a hobbit, is very bizarre. He does enjoy his comfortable place, but Frodo always desired more. Frodo is someone who dreamed of adventure and excitement.
But Frodo's adventure has left him scarred. Though he is not yet finished with it, there is much damage that has been done to him, physically, spiritually and emotionally. Though he is still, at heart, gentle and kind, his temper has grown shorter and he has grown quite paranoid. He has fits of delirium due to the ring and his own mental damage and he often spaces out or wanders away from people on his own. While he is not particularly antisocial, he seems to drift from groups and conversations more than he ever has. He gets lost in his own head and often needs help getting back to reality, away from the draw of the ring and the troubles inside him.
Frodo is too trusting of those he feels can relate to him. He feels so lost and alone in his burden that he will latch to the words of those that seems to know what it is to carry a burden, like Gollum, and hangs onto their word in a hope that he will not feel quite so isolated. Even if he is introverted for a hobbit, he does not like the feeling of being alone.
Frodo is quite brave in his burden. He has fear, of course, and doubts himself, even admitting, once or twice, that he's not sure he can complete it or survive, but he is still a person who is honest and insists he is the one that has to bear it and will risk his own destruction to save his friends, and the Shire, from suffering things far worse.
Strengths: Mental: Frodo's mental strength is in his ability to resist the ring. The ring tempts the mind and the heart and for most, it only takes one glance for the ring to take them completely. Frodo endures, with only a few slips, through months, possibly years, of travel. He has a strong enough mind to accomplish something even some of the highest creatures can not.
Physical: Frodo, as a hobbit, is a sturdy creature. His body can take quite a bit of abuse. He's hardy and can climb fairly well. His feet are leathery enough on the bottom that he doesn't need to wear shoes to travel.
Emotional: Frodo is quite loyal and his heart is kind and seeks the good in others, like Strider when the others were unsure of him. He is brave and adventurous, though his wonderment has been lost since the terrors of his journey affected him.
Weaknesses: Physical: Frodo has little to no physical strength, having only enough to really wrestle someone his own size. He has no sword skills and often is sickly and aches from the wound he received from the Witch King. His neck is marred from the scars rubbed into his neck from the ring.
Mental: He has been weakened mentally by the stress of the ring, suffering PTSD or a form of it due to the trauma. He is very paranoid about others, due to the constant threat of them turning on him due to the ring.
Emotional: Frodo is pretty broken at this point and time. He can't really recover, emotionally, from what he's been through. He tries to smile when he can, but he is quite sad and distant quite a bit of the time, troubled by all the weight on his shoulders.
Samples (ALL samples must be set in Luceti-verse.)
First Person:
Sam? Samwise?
... What an awful mistake I've made. Things all went black, and a sharp pain filled me, deep in my back and heart and encompassed me whole. This place, it isn't the place I left. This is not the tunnel, not even the mountain pass.
This strange book, and these strange wings... what has happened to me? More aches, pains unfamiliar, are stuck in me, now. They run not as deep, but are strong enough for remembering. My task... no guide, no companion, my Sam... not even the voice in my head to give me any guide. The weight of the eye is gone, but now what am I to do?
Sam, oh Sam, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry...
Third Person:
When Frodo Baggins awakes, no cold fills his body. The warm light hits his skin, and with the poison gone from his body and Shelob's bite nothing but a scar, now, he awakes with a groan. His whole body aches and he swears his bones are jelly. It takes a moment to move and the first thing that does is not a familiar movement.
His back flexes strangely and a gentle waft of air hits his battered spine like the kiss of a faerie.
He has no thoughts in his head. There is no way he could think, now, as the familiarity of the feel of grass returns to him. The barrenness of the grass and the harsh cold leave him as swift as a current as he grows aware of what he's settled on. Surely, he has died. Surely, he is lost in another of Galadriel's dreams. This comfort, this warms and the swaying sounds of trees, was long gone from him. How can his mind even make such an image?
His eyes open, slow and difficult, but the lids part and he moves in slow, lumbering flexes of muscles to kneel.
First, he checks for the ring, which feels oddly light as he touches it in relief. His shirt, he realizes, Sting and much of the rest of him is gone. Only a pair of pants, something familiar to the bedding clothes he wore in Rivendell, remain on him. He can see the scars on his skin and he almost lurches a bit. They're hard to see.
He raises up, slow and dreamy and flimsy as a struggling sapling, and looks around him.
"Where have I gone to? What has happened to me?"