application for ilpromenade
PLAYER
✧ NAME: Valya
✧ LJ USERNAME: mc_valya
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): grandSolovey @ Gmail, AIM, Plurk
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: feycarved, corpsecakes, and blunderbussed
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Arthur
✧ SERIES: Inception
✧ HISTORY: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inception
✧ TIMELINE: in the midst of the hotel level, after the rest of the team goes down to the fortress.
✧ PERSONALITY: At a glance, there are a few things about Arthur that are immediately apparent: how seriously he takes his work, how well he pulls off his work, and his ability to look dapper as fuck under any circumstances. These are all true in multiple respects, and the first is probably his most outwardly defining feature. His very introduction to the viewer makes this clear, telling Cobb "we're here to work" as soon as he spots Mal in the dream. His position as the point man makes this trait more of a necessity than a virtue, but he carries it out thoroughly regardless. In keeping with this, he isn't a man who takes unnecessary risks, as evidenced by his refusal to take Saito up on his offer - but when Cobb does, despite Arthur's urgings against it, he follows through on it to the very end.
Of course, none of this is to say that he's entirely straight-laced or serious-minded. This is perhaps most evident in his behavior towards Ariadne. Not only is he willing enough to take time out of his work to better train her in dreamsharing, but he even stops to flirt with her in the middle of a dangerous job. His banter with Eames in the hotel level is also telling of this, especially considering how their prior interaction mostly involved Arthur being short with him. He's also human, and therefore fallible; no matter how well he prepared for the Fischer job or researched beforehand, missing the fact that Fischer's subconscious had been militarized was one hell of a glaring error.
Another aspect of him that's worthy of note would be his incredible resourcefulness. Thanks to the aforementioned glaring error, virtually everything that had been planned for the Fischer job is thrown into chaos, but he coolly adapts without any apparent trouble. When the job encounters another hitch, this one in the form of sudden zero gravity, he has only minutes to formulate and execute an alternate plan to deliver the kick, and he does so flawlessly. All in all, Arthur is not one to be underestimated in any way, and even when he isn't, he may well act to exceed those estimations in every way.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS: Though he doesn't display quite the same reality-bending or shapeshifting powers in somnio as some of his teammates, the resourcefulness mentioned above is perhaps his most notable ability. Also worthy of mention would be his skills at hand to hand (particularly in zero gravity), his knowledge and handling of firearms, his skill at driving angrily and aggressively, and, also as mentioned above, his ability to look dapper as fuck under any circumstances. (Those last two may not be entirely serious.)
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: day
✧ MASK DESIGN: this one!
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: the hotel from Fischer's subconscious.
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON: right here!
✧ THIRD PERSON:
“Who’d you do it to?”
All that followed was a tense silence and an averted glance.
Of course. Arthur shouldn’t have expected anything less; he should have been used enough to being stonewalled by Cobb to expect exactly this. By now, he figured he ought to consider it a thing of regularity-wondered why he hadn’t previously, honestly. Then again, even if he had expected it, he had little doubt that Cobb would have pulled something else to throw him. He’d known the man long enough to know that he had a penchant for it, after all.
Cobb had a penchant for a lot of things. Arthur had long ago learned that none of these usually meant well for himself, but he stuck by him regardless. Sometimes he wondered why, at least until he remembered there was no point in wondering. There were still jobs to be done, and he knew Cobb couldn’t get any of them done nearly half so well without him.
But that didn’t make moments like this any less infuriating.
Cobb was looking out the plane window now. Arthur stabbed at his salad, letting his frustration seethe for a moment, before he decided that giving in and switching gears would be the only way to progress any further with this conversation.
“Why are we going to Paris?”
Again, there was that pause. Arthur wondered if Cobb had been stuck in his own mind again, as seemed to be his habit. He knew far from everything about him, but he knew enough to know that Paris carried a certain weight for him, enough so that Arthur wouldn’t have expected him to make his return like this.
But, again, Cobb was a man who frequently did unexpected things-and, once again, there was little point in wondering, as he recovered quickly from whatever reverie he’d been wrapped up in.
“We’re going to need a new architect.”
✧ NAME: Valya
✧ LJ USERNAME: mc_valya
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): grandSolovey @ Gmail, AIM, Plurk
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: feycarved, corpsecakes, and blunderbussed
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Arthur
✧ SERIES: Inception
✧ HISTORY: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inception
✧ TIMELINE: in the midst of the hotel level, after the rest of the team goes down to the fortress.
✧ PERSONALITY: At a glance, there are a few things about Arthur that are immediately apparent: how seriously he takes his work, how well he pulls off his work, and his ability to look dapper as fuck under any circumstances. These are all true in multiple respects, and the first is probably his most outwardly defining feature. His very introduction to the viewer makes this clear, telling Cobb "we're here to work" as soon as he spots Mal in the dream. His position as the point man makes this trait more of a necessity than a virtue, but he carries it out thoroughly regardless. In keeping with this, he isn't a man who takes unnecessary risks, as evidenced by his refusal to take Saito up on his offer - but when Cobb does, despite Arthur's urgings against it, he follows through on it to the very end.
Of course, none of this is to say that he's entirely straight-laced or serious-minded. This is perhaps most evident in his behavior towards Ariadne. Not only is he willing enough to take time out of his work to better train her in dreamsharing, but he even stops to flirt with her in the middle of a dangerous job. His banter with Eames in the hotel level is also telling of this, especially considering how their prior interaction mostly involved Arthur being short with him. He's also human, and therefore fallible; no matter how well he prepared for the Fischer job or researched beforehand, missing the fact that Fischer's subconscious had been militarized was one hell of a glaring error.
Another aspect of him that's worthy of note would be his incredible resourcefulness. Thanks to the aforementioned glaring error, virtually everything that had been planned for the Fischer job is thrown into chaos, but he coolly adapts without any apparent trouble. When the job encounters another hitch, this one in the form of sudden zero gravity, he has only minutes to formulate and execute an alternate plan to deliver the kick, and he does so flawlessly. All in all, Arthur is not one to be underestimated in any way, and even when he isn't, he may well act to exceed those estimations in every way.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS: Though he doesn't display quite the same reality-bending or shapeshifting powers in somnio as some of his teammates, the resourcefulness mentioned above is perhaps his most notable ability. Also worthy of mention would be his skills at hand to hand (particularly in zero gravity), his knowledge and handling of firearms, his skill at driving angrily and aggressively, and, also as mentioned above, his ability to look dapper as fuck under any circumstances. (Those last two may not be entirely serious.)
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: day
✧ MASK DESIGN: this one!
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: the hotel from Fischer's subconscious.
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON: right here!
✧ THIRD PERSON:
“Who’d you do it to?”
All that followed was a tense silence and an averted glance.
Of course. Arthur shouldn’t have expected anything less; he should have been used enough to being stonewalled by Cobb to expect exactly this. By now, he figured he ought to consider it a thing of regularity-wondered why he hadn’t previously, honestly. Then again, even if he had expected it, he had little doubt that Cobb would have pulled something else to throw him. He’d known the man long enough to know that he had a penchant for it, after all.
Cobb had a penchant for a lot of things. Arthur had long ago learned that none of these usually meant well for himself, but he stuck by him regardless. Sometimes he wondered why, at least until he remembered there was no point in wondering. There were still jobs to be done, and he knew Cobb couldn’t get any of them done nearly half so well without him.
But that didn’t make moments like this any less infuriating.
Cobb was looking out the plane window now. Arthur stabbed at his salad, letting his frustration seethe for a moment, before he decided that giving in and switching gears would be the only way to progress any further with this conversation.
“Why are we going to Paris?”
Again, there was that pause. Arthur wondered if Cobb had been stuck in his own mind again, as seemed to be his habit. He knew far from everything about him, but he knew enough to know that Paris carried a certain weight for him, enough so that Arthur wouldn’t have expected him to make his return like this.
But, again, Cobb was a man who frequently did unexpected things-and, once again, there was little point in wondering, as he recovered quickly from whatever reverie he’d been wrapped up in.
“We’re going to need a new architect.”