Crowded Hour Application
-PLAYER INFORMATION-
Name: Kit
Email: msjennyhaniver@gmail.com
IM: kgaleway
Your LJ: kgaleway.livejournal.com
---- -CHARACTER INFORMATION-
Name: Xander Harris
Canon: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
LJ: nighthawkharris.livejournal.com
Character & Media Information: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xander_Harris
Character Perception: At the moment, Xander is a teenage boy, with all that entails. At heart he is highly insecure, and often feels overshadowed or insignificant beside his friends and peers, whether it's for academics, popularity, or the fact that a lot of them are superhuman.
He often feels like a liability or a burden to his friends, as he feels that they have to protect him. This is an issue he's only recently begun to work through after the events of "The Zeppo". Humour is his main defense mechanism against his own insecurities. It's how he deals with fear, anxiety, insult, almost everything.
Xander was born and raised in Sunnydale, to an alcoholic father and a neglectful mother who spends most of her days numbly in front of the tv. His family is evidenced to be highly unreliable and disinterested in him, probably the source of most of his insecurities. She and Willow have been best friends since early childhood.
Timeline: Xander hails from the third season of BtVS, after the episode "The Zeppo" and before "Graduation part one".
Ticket: "The Slayer cannot fight this battle alone, the Mayor is too powerful, if you want to help her, come to this address at the enclosed time."
Inventory: Xander will arrive with the rather unfashionable clothes on his back, his watch, one stake that he tucked into his belt loop as an afterthought, and a snickers bar mostly melted in his back pocket.
Additional Notes:In Xander's current time period, he's still somewhat nursing a crush on Buffy, as well as recently having had to confront his somewhat less than platonic feelings for his best friend Willow. He's also coming off of a rather
relationship with the once-loathed Cordelia Chase, a relationship that ended badly when she caught him kissing Willow when they both thought the end was near.
Role Play Sample:
So much for being the big damn hero.
"Okay Xander, self, me! Time to do that thinking thing we're not so good at. Think, think, okay, on a scale of one to ten of stupid, this is about an eleven, well that's enlightening. " He bit back in frustration, aiming a sneaker-clad kick at a clump of snow, which scattered in a fluffy spray without resistance. It was surprisingly uncathartic. The helicopter roar above disappeared into the clouded sky, and it was all silent again.
Alright, so following a mysterious note that had been slipped through his window had not been the best move, for sure. Not hesitating when that trail led to a helicopter on the edge of town, also, maybe not a good choice. But the one thing that was driving Xander Lavelle Harris up the wall was the snow. Sunnydale was a very long way from snow to begin with, that, and it was April. Sure, he'd rested his eyes a bit on the ride, a minute here, a snooze there, but he hadn't been asleep that long. Couldn't have been.
He pulled the crumpled note out of his jeans pocket, crushed under the sort of compact walkie talkie the pilot had given him, and unfolded it. Here, in the grey wintry light the neatly written scrawl seemed to mock him even more,
The Slayer cannot fight this battle alone, the Mayor is too powerful, if you want to help her, come to this address at the enclosed time. Tell no one, and come alone.
He'd clearly skipped the part where it had said, "by the way, it's a trap." Four years of high school english and he was still awful at subtext. The note was shoved unceremoniously back into his packet, nestling alongside a melting snickers bar.
He trod sluggishly through the foot or so of snow, eyes downward, with no real direction, or any idea what he was walking towards. But when he did look up, what he say quite literally stopped him in his tracks.
Because even if it did snow in southern California, Xander was pretty sure you'd have to go a lot farther to find a Castle like the one that was looming before him.
"No. Way."
Name: Kit
Email: msjennyhaniver@gmail.com
IM: kgaleway
Your LJ: kgaleway.livejournal.com
---- -CHARACTER INFORMATION-
Name: Xander Harris
Canon: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
LJ: nighthawkharris.livejournal.com
Character & Media Information: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xander_Harris
Character Perception: At the moment, Xander is a teenage boy, with all that entails. At heart he is highly insecure, and often feels overshadowed or insignificant beside his friends and peers, whether it's for academics, popularity, or the fact that a lot of them are superhuman.
He often feels like a liability or a burden to his friends, as he feels that they have to protect him. This is an issue he's only recently begun to work through after the events of "The Zeppo". Humour is his main defense mechanism against his own insecurities. It's how he deals with fear, anxiety, insult, almost everything.
Xander was born and raised in Sunnydale, to an alcoholic father and a neglectful mother who spends most of her days numbly in front of the tv. His family is evidenced to be highly unreliable and disinterested in him, probably the source of most of his insecurities. She and Willow have been best friends since early childhood.
Timeline: Xander hails from the third season of BtVS, after the episode "The Zeppo" and before "Graduation part one".
Ticket: "The Slayer cannot fight this battle alone, the Mayor is too powerful, if you want to help her, come to this address at the enclosed time."
Inventory: Xander will arrive with the rather unfashionable clothes on his back, his watch, one stake that he tucked into his belt loop as an afterthought, and a snickers bar mostly melted in his back pocket.
Additional Notes:In Xander's current time period, he's still somewhat nursing a crush on Buffy, as well as recently having had to confront his somewhat less than platonic feelings for his best friend Willow. He's also coming off of a rather
relationship with the once-loathed Cordelia Chase, a relationship that ended badly when she caught him kissing Willow when they both thought the end was near.
Role Play Sample:
So much for being the big damn hero.
"Okay Xander, self, me! Time to do that thinking thing we're not so good at. Think, think, okay, on a scale of one to ten of stupid, this is about an eleven, well that's enlightening. " He bit back in frustration, aiming a sneaker-clad kick at a clump of snow, which scattered in a fluffy spray without resistance. It was surprisingly uncathartic. The helicopter roar above disappeared into the clouded sky, and it was all silent again.
Alright, so following a mysterious note that had been slipped through his window had not been the best move, for sure. Not hesitating when that trail led to a helicopter on the edge of town, also, maybe not a good choice. But the one thing that was driving Xander Lavelle Harris up the wall was the snow. Sunnydale was a very long way from snow to begin with, that, and it was April. Sure, he'd rested his eyes a bit on the ride, a minute here, a snooze there, but he hadn't been asleep that long. Couldn't have been.
He pulled the crumpled note out of his jeans pocket, crushed under the sort of compact walkie talkie the pilot had given him, and unfolded it. Here, in the grey wintry light the neatly written scrawl seemed to mock him even more,
The Slayer cannot fight this battle alone, the Mayor is too powerful, if you want to help her, come to this address at the enclosed time. Tell no one, and come alone.
He'd clearly skipped the part where it had said, "by the way, it's a trap." Four years of high school english and he was still awful at subtext. The note was shoved unceremoniously back into his packet, nestling alongside a melting snickers bar.
He trod sluggishly through the foot or so of snow, eyes downward, with no real direction, or any idea what he was walking towards. But when he did look up, what he say quite literally stopped him in his tracks.
Because even if it did snow in southern California, Xander was pretty sure you'd have to go a lot farther to find a Castle like the one that was looming before him.
"No. Way."