- PLAYER INFORMATION
NAME: Yami , the Great and Powerful
AGE: 19
PRONOUN OF CHOICE: Ehh, I could honestly care less? She/her/whatever is the most common.
EMAIL ADDRESS: kefkaknight@gmail.com
AIM SCREENNAME & MAIN PERSONAL LJ ACCOUNT: kaizokuyacchan and
yacchan - CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: Pietro Django Maximoff
CODENAME (IF APPLICABLE): Quicksilver
SOURCE: Marvel 616
AGE: Murrr… Comic ages… Uhh, we’ll go with early-30s? Say 32?
GENDER: male
ROLE: Geography and Inter-GalacticNational Affairs. Since he handled being married to an Inhuman oh so well.
AU BACKGROUND:
Pietro and his sister, Wanda, were born near Mount Wundagore in Transia, to a troubled mother fleeing her husband after seeing him use his mutant powers. She was taken in by Bova, a servant of the High Evolutionary, lord of Mount Wundagore, but left again shortly after the kids were born. Bova, not knowing what to do with two human infants, asked her master for help and the Evolutionary placed the twins in the care of Django and Marya Maximoff, a gypsy couple who had lost their own children earlier that year.
The twins grew up living mostly happy, albeit slightly unusual lives. For the most part, this was unchanged when their mutant abilities began to manifest. Pietro and Wanda’s family life ended after their adoptive father was caught stealing food from a near by village. Angry villagers stormed the camp, burning it to the ground. In a panic, Pietro carried his sister to safety, but after returning to the site, the twins realized exactly how unlikely it was that their family would have survived. Traumatized, they blocked much of their early childhood from their memories and took to wandering Eastern Europe.
Relying on each other (to a somewhat unhealthy degree, one might argue), they settled into a small village near the Balkans. But angry villagers under the distinct impression that Wanda was a witch once again interrupted their happiness. This time it seemed like Pietro would be unable to help his sister, but just as all seemed lost, Magneto swooped in to rescue the younglings. Noticing their mutant abilities, he asked them to join his Brotherhood and fight against Mutant Oppression. Feeling they owed him for saving them, they accepted.
Their time with the Brotherhood wasn’t particularly bright or cheery. While Magneto’s ideal of a world where mutants could live freely seemed all well and good. That was until one got to the part about wiping out humans, of course. But it seemed like the best option available at the time, so despite their misgivings, they stuck with Mags though several battles with the X-Men.
Years past, and while they were growing fed up with Magneto’s rotten philosophies and general megalomania, the proverbial straw came when the Brotherhood found its way to Transia, hoping to convince the High Evolutionary to aid them in their anti-human cause. Naturally the Evolutionary turned them down, but not before commenting on how Pietro and Wanda had grown and that despite his disapproval of Magneto’s actions, it was interesting to know they’d been reunited with their birth father.
Needless to say, these comments led to a whole slew of inter-mutant-terrorist-organization issues which eventually led to Pietro and Wanda leaving the Brotherhood and returning to another quiet village near the Balkans. They stayed there for some time, trying to figure out what exactly to do with themselves.
They eventually decided to contribute to the superhero effort whenever possible, but their inexperience made them less than fabulous at it. Not to mention the fact that most of the world still remembered them as part of Magneto’s gang. Still, useful powers and persistence eventually won out, and they got to be decently respected by those in the know, even if the general public still hated them.
On one mission, though, Pietro was separated from his sister and the rest of the group and severely wounded. Assuming he’d fled the area using his speed, the others left and he probably would have died were it not for Crystal serendipitously passing through. An Inhuman, Crystal dragged Pietro back to Attilan with her and nursed him back to health. They fell in love in the following months and planned to be married after he made a full recovery. Calling to inform Wanda of this, she excitedly revealed her recent relationship with the Vision, but Pietro dismissed it, creating something of a rift between the twins.
After their marriage, Pietro agreed that he and his wife should stay in Attilan with the rest of her people and he first began to integrate into Inhuman culture. This wasn’t an easy thing to do, as Inhumans are extremely xenophobic and it was eventually suggested that he join the Royal Militia as a means of contributing to their society. Not entirely knowing what else to do, Pietro agreed but found that it wasn’t so bad after a while.
About a year into their marriage, Pietro and Crystal had a little girl who they named Luna. Still, Pietro’s work with the Militia kept him from Attilan for extended periods of time. Between having a new baby and her husband being away, Crystal began to feel neglected. On a trip to visit the Fantastic Four, she began an affair with Johnny Storm (whom she was previously involved with, before Pietro).
Due to frequent trips down to Earth, Crystal became ill and fell into a coma. Pietro returned from wherever he was with the Militia to care for her. Coming out of her coma after a few weeks, she inadvertently confessed to the affair prompting zomg drama within the entire Inhuman royal family. Pietro was, of course, furious and demanded that his Militia unit attack the FF. That didn’t go over particularly well as the Inhumans and the FF were otherwise on excellent terms and had worked together extensively in the past. After a pretty brutal argument with Crystal, he left Attilan and returned to Transia.
There, he hung around Mount Wundagore and the High Evolutionary, hoping to learn more about his mother. But Bova and the Evolutionary really didn’t know all that much about Magda to begin with so, Pietro took to helping out wherever possible with the Evolutionary’s experiments. He also became fairly tight with the Knight of Wundagore (The High Evolutionary’s servants, consisting of New Men and modeled after ye ole Knights of the Round Table).
But away from his family, Pietro quickly grew bored and dejected. Which was right around when he received Xavier’s letter about the opening of the school. After consulting with the Evolutionary, Wanda, and making a quite run to Attilan to retrieve most of his belongings and inform Crystal, Pietro ran off to New York to do that whole teaching stuff.
PERSONALITY:
Pietro’s disgruntled personality is extremely tied to his mutant abilities. Being a speedster might not make him more intelligent, but it certainly makes him perceive the world differently. To him, the world and everyone in it operate at a wholly irritating pace, far too maddeningly slow to bear. On the one hand, knowing that he can think and do things faster makes him feel better than everyone else, including other mutants. On the other hand, his inability to deal with people because of his odd perception of time makes him self-conscious. To deal with both sides of the issue, he pushes people away, usually through an abrasive and arrogant front.
Which isn’t to say that he’s not really arrogant, cause he is. Pietro thinks that he’s better than everyone (except maybe Wanda and Crystal), not just humans. Even other mutants, while they’re special snowflakes too, are too slow to keep up with him, thus not entirely worth his time. Interestingly, Pietro’s biggest fear is becoming his father, which makes him a little guilty about his disgust with people as a whole.
Pietro really does take a certain amount of amusement in the reception of his snarky and aloof personality. To be blunt, he kind of likes being annoying. Oddly enough, though, once you earn his trust, no one is more loyal. Pietro will go to mildly psychotic, often self-destructive extremes to protect those about whom he truly cares.
APPEARANCE:
Fit, but not overly buff by superhero standards. Pietro falls on the lean side of in shape. He’s far more built in his legs than his upper body, for obvious reasons. As for face and coloration, Pietro looks remarkably like daddy-dearest, something that causes him no small level of irritation. He has high cheekbones and arched bros, a longish face, defined jaw, grey-blue eyes and silver hair. He’s right at six foot, making him taller than Wolverine (who isn’t?), but shorter than many of his colleagues.
Kind of as a side effect to his powers, Pietro ages a little strangely. It’s theoretically possible for him to control exactly how old he looks, but he lacks refined control over this. So, if Pietro gets extremely stressed, he might start to show his age more dramatically. This can lead to him one day looking like a twenty year old and the next looking like an old man. It usually isn’t too dramatic, and probably won’t come up that much, but there it is.
Oh, and Pietro also speaks with a slightly eastern European accent. It’s not too noticeable, but yeah, he might sound like count Dracula a bit sometimes. It’s in the Rs.
POWERS: So, uhh, Pietro’s a speedster. In canon, his powers have been implied to be temporally based. That is, his speed comes from an inherent ability to manipulate time (which is why the Terrigen Crystals made him time-jump). But, any deliberate time manipulation would require a level of control and understanding of his abilities that he’s only just now possibly getting to in 616, so it’s unlikely to happen here.
For the context of this game, Pietro can run really fast. We’re talking Mach 5, maybe mach 6 on a good day. This lets him run up the side of buildings/mountains/whatever, and run over water. He can also create cyclones by flapping his arms super fast. Pietro can simulate flight in short distance by doing a combination of like a running leap, and the arm flapping thing. It’s hard to predict well and looks somewhat ridiculous, though, so he doesn’t try it often. He can also speed up the molecules in a specific object and make it go ‘splodey, rather like Tommy.
ANYTHING ELSE? I hate writing appearance sections. I’m sorry if it’s short and lame.
- RP SAMPLES
First person sample:
[voice]
Kindly pardon the interruption.
For our first geography topic, we will be discussing the formulation of New York state. Please read the corresponding chapter in your textbook and prepare compelling answers to the discussion questions on the final page.
Our classroom is located in the east wing of the mansion, three doors past the lounge. Now, please pay attention, we won’t be using it. We’re to meet at 1:15, directly following your lunch break, and I would encourage those with weaker stomachs to consider eating light. This suggestion is repeated emphatically, particularly for students prone to motion sickness.
A note about attendance: The only acceptable excuses for tardiness are hospitalization or death. Further, I expect notifications of either to be delivered via courier service.
That’s all.
Third person sample:
The mid-September air was fresh in his lungs. Burning, but pleasantly so, as he paced to and fro in the grassy clearly. The sun beamed down, creating lacey patterns as it shown through the tree coverage. To say that Xavier’s mansion and the area surrounding it were picturesque would be an understatement. The place was a goddamn post card, destined, Pietro was certain, to be the subject of a great American landscape.
He reflected on this idly, waiting for his would be students to start trickling in. This class would provide excellent illustration for the phrase ‘the blind leading the blind’, among other less flattering clichés. Wanda would, of course, note exactly how self-destructive those thoughts were and berate him upon it, were she here. Which, while typical behavior for her, was rather ironic given that she was supposedly encouraging self-confidence. Naturally, though, to confirm his suspicion of her behavior, Pietro would first have to inform her that he was to be teaching at Xavier’s of all places, and that in itself, would doubtlessly be a paradoxical argument full of intense emotions he really didn’t feel quite like dealing with ever.
But for all of his mixed feelings on the place, it didn’t seem like a wholly bad idea. The implications and realities of ‘separate but equal’ facilities aside, a safe haven for mutant children was definitely something from which the world could benefit. Having lived much of his life on he front lines of mutant/human conflicts, Pietro could safely say that it was no place for impressionable children. Actually, perhaps that came the closest to explaining exactly why he had taken the Professor up on his offer, despite the prosaic and vaguely condescending tone of the letter. To atone for his past actions could only account for so much. On a deeper level, this was about insuring his father, and others like him, didn’t have the chance to affect young mutants as they did he and his sister. He and Wanda hadn’t never really had a chance. They would. At least, if Pietro had a say in it.
Speaking of the children, he thought he was beginning to hear them climbing the hill. Talkative bunch, if so. That didn't particularly bode well as, apart from the usual disarming effect his general affect had on Americans, he didn't have any specific methods of child control prepared. Pietro supposed that he could have benefitted from actually preparing for a class, but then, foresight was never his forte. Besides, today was the first day of classes at Xavier's School for Misfits. It was highly unlikely that the children would retain any actual information they were presented with. Today was a day for icebreakers and determining who the trouble makers would be, tomorrow they could start learning.
He stopped pacing as the first pair made it up the hill. Silently praying to whatever deities might be listening that he wasn't cursed with any students who would feel compelled to burn their woodland class room to a crisp, he braced himself for the start of class. At least children were less irritating in their innocence. Pietro's patience would definitely be tested, but kids had a curiosity to them that made him want to throttle even the slowest of them slightly less. He just hoped that would be enough. All aspirations of redemption would allot to very little should one of his students wind up dead by his hand on the first day of classes.