Application for Prom
PLAYER
✧ NAME: Em
✧ LJ USERNAME: getthesoap
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): misstake13@hotmail.co.uk
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: none!
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Alex Summers, Codename: Havok
✧ SERIES: X-Men First Class
✧ HISTORY: See these two
✧ TIMELINE: Post film
✧ PERSONALITY:
A product of foster homes and a traumatic incident in his past, Alex is what one could refer to as a ‘loner by necessity’. Due to spending nearly two years in jail for killing someone in a fit of rage (most of it spent in solitary), Alex has difficulty associating with people on a normal level. On the outside appears fine; he’s seen associating and having fun with his fellow mutants without much care. Under the surface, however, is a man consumed with guilt over his own abilities (with just a hint of self-loathing), completely out of touch with his own emotions. After living by himself for so long, he’s had to compartmentalize most of his feelings just to continue to exist. This is shown repeatedly in his flippant attitude. It’s one given off by someone who is ‘too cool’-but it’s clearly a defensive mechanism for him. Every time another person appears to be something more special than him, or makes him feel any flickering of emotion, he lashes out, shutting them out (His ‘whatevers’, his teasing of Hank, etc).
Feeling inferior is clearly a point of contention with him as well-and he tends to react aggressively-a product of prison where survival meant proving you were the bigger and better warrior, or be eaten alive. Even after the death of Darwin, he only speaks of it once-then seems to bury it away. If he pushes others away-keeps them at a distance, it’s better for everyone, as far as he’s concerned. They won’t get hurt (by his powers), and he won’t have to worry about being abandoned. If you’re a loner by choice-loneliness is a badge of honor, not something to hate.
When there is something to do, something necessary, Alex will shove away any unwanted emotions away, to deal with them later, privately.
Despite his stoic nature and stunted social skills, it’s clear that once he learns to trust, and open up to people, he is capable of a great deal of joy and fun. Even in the midst of battle, he can find excitement and joy flying with a fellow mutant, and when he finally learns to control his power for the first time, his face lights up like a bulb-a rare showing of how deeply he feels his emotions when he chooses to show them.
Alex also shows that when he trusts a group of people-he’s loyal and determined. He goes out of his way to protect his fellow mutants during the final battle-running to protect Sean from Angel, trying to help Beast, even at great danger to himself.
When given the chance to choose between going with Erik, the one man who knows what it is like to kill (like him), and who has also has also been locked up due to his powers…he chooses Charles and the others. From this we can infer that Alex still has hope-he might not show it, or express it-but he has hope that things can get better than they have been, and that even those who locked him up are worth protecting. Protecting people from harm is important to him; by the end of the film, he’s slowly starting to learn that being alone isn’t always going to be necessary.
But he’s got a long way to go.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS: Alex has the ability to absorb cosmic energy/rays and expell it in the form of plasma. When he has his suit, which contains a power panel, he can shoot the rays straight and has *relative* control, as the panel absorbs the extra energy he expells. Without the suit his power takes the form of large hoops that surround his body, which he directs with his hips and arms. He has less control of this ability, and tends to expell more energy than necessary due to his constantly charged state.
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: Day
✧ MASK DESIGN: It’s a simple black mask (YAY FOR LUCAS BEING IN ANOTHER STRANGE SUPER HERO FILM WHERE HE WEARS A MASK) I can provide a link if you need it.
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: A large bunker-like facility, that can handle his plasma blasts.
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON: here, here,
✧ THIRD PERSON:
It was still strange to actually have a bedroom. A place that was more than the ten by ten foot cell. With a real bed, and a real bathroom. Hell, he probably sounded like a weirdo, but after spending a few years in prison, a person learns to appreciate having a damn toilet seat, a real shower, and a door to close.
Sure, when they were staying in the CIA building, he had had those things, too, but at Professor Charles' place, it seemed all the more real to him. The house was a fucking mansion--like one of those British castles you see in movies--but it had become home over the past short weeks. A home where he didn't have to worry about hurting anyone, and where he didn't have to worry about scaring the shit out of people. He still didn't fully trust his own power, yet, but that new electric thing that bozo made him helped.
And, as much as he didn't want to admit it, being around people wasn't half bad, either--not that he spent much time with them. Besides Charles, Alex tried to really keep to himself. Watching Darwin die still bothered him; he'd tried to do something good, and his power yet again had hurt someone. It didn't matter that Shaw had been the one to really do it--it had been his damn energy that had blown the man apart.
So no matter what Charles said, it might be best if he avoided people.
Though, well. He hadn't really been taking his advice when it came to Sean. The ginger, despite outward appearances of being clueless, really was a cool guy. Surprisingly easy to talk to, too. If it wasn't for him, hell, he'd probably be back in jail now, counting down the days on bare solid walls.
So maybe that was why he was seeking out the other man now, wandering the halls of the mansion, climbing up the stairs towards the roof. He never had thanked Sean for what he had done that day. In typical Alex fashion, he had just blown it off and gone on like nothing was different. But...with the days rolling down to something big, where they weren't sure they were going to make it out alive, well.
Maybe he should give this whole 'opening up' thing a chance. Charles would approve, he was sure.
Pushing open the door to the roof, he took in a deep breath as he stepped into the crisp evening air. It felt good out here--under the stars. Kinda freeing. He figured if Sean could be found anywhere, it might be here.
"Sean?"
✧ NAME: Em
✧ LJ USERNAME: getthesoap
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): misstake13@hotmail.co.uk
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: none!
CHARACTER
✧ NAME: Alex Summers, Codename: Havok
✧ SERIES: X-Men First Class
✧ HISTORY: See these two
✧ TIMELINE: Post film
✧ PERSONALITY:
A product of foster homes and a traumatic incident in his past, Alex is what one could refer to as a ‘loner by necessity’. Due to spending nearly two years in jail for killing someone in a fit of rage (most of it spent in solitary), Alex has difficulty associating with people on a normal level. On the outside appears fine; he’s seen associating and having fun with his fellow mutants without much care. Under the surface, however, is a man consumed with guilt over his own abilities (with just a hint of self-loathing), completely out of touch with his own emotions. After living by himself for so long, he’s had to compartmentalize most of his feelings just to continue to exist. This is shown repeatedly in his flippant attitude. It’s one given off by someone who is ‘too cool’-but it’s clearly a defensive mechanism for him. Every time another person appears to be something more special than him, or makes him feel any flickering of emotion, he lashes out, shutting them out (His ‘whatevers’, his teasing of Hank, etc).
Feeling inferior is clearly a point of contention with him as well-and he tends to react aggressively-a product of prison where survival meant proving you were the bigger and better warrior, or be eaten alive. Even after the death of Darwin, he only speaks of it once-then seems to bury it away. If he pushes others away-keeps them at a distance, it’s better for everyone, as far as he’s concerned. They won’t get hurt (by his powers), and he won’t have to worry about being abandoned. If you’re a loner by choice-loneliness is a badge of honor, not something to hate.
When there is something to do, something necessary, Alex will shove away any unwanted emotions away, to deal with them later, privately.
Despite his stoic nature and stunted social skills, it’s clear that once he learns to trust, and open up to people, he is capable of a great deal of joy and fun. Even in the midst of battle, he can find excitement and joy flying with a fellow mutant, and when he finally learns to control his power for the first time, his face lights up like a bulb-a rare showing of how deeply he feels his emotions when he chooses to show them.
Alex also shows that when he trusts a group of people-he’s loyal and determined. He goes out of his way to protect his fellow mutants during the final battle-running to protect Sean from Angel, trying to help Beast, even at great danger to himself.
When given the chance to choose between going with Erik, the one man who knows what it is like to kill (like him), and who has also has also been locked up due to his powers…he chooses Charles and the others. From this we can infer that Alex still has hope-he might not show it, or express it-but he has hope that things can get better than they have been, and that even those who locked him up are worth protecting. Protecting people from harm is important to him; by the end of the film, he’s slowly starting to learn that being alone isn’t always going to be necessary.
But he’s got a long way to go.
✧ ABILITIES/POWERS: Alex has the ability to absorb cosmic energy/rays and expell it in the form of plasma. When he has his suit, which contains a power panel, he can shoot the rays straight and has *relative* control, as the panel absorbs the extra energy he expells. Without the suit his power takes the form of large hoops that surround his body, which he directs with his hips and arms. He has less control of this ability, and tends to expell more energy than necessary due to his constantly charged state.
✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: Day
✧ MASK DESIGN: It’s a simple black mask (YAY FOR LUCAS BEING IN ANOTHER STRANGE SUPER HERO FILM WHERE HE WEARS A MASK) I can provide a link if you need it.
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: A large bunker-like facility, that can handle his plasma blasts.
SAMPLES
✧ FIRST PERSON: here, here,
✧ THIRD PERSON:
It was still strange to actually have a bedroom. A place that was more than the ten by ten foot cell. With a real bed, and a real bathroom. Hell, he probably sounded like a weirdo, but after spending a few years in prison, a person learns to appreciate having a damn toilet seat, a real shower, and a door to close.
Sure, when they were staying in the CIA building, he had had those things, too, but at Professor Charles' place, it seemed all the more real to him. The house was a fucking mansion--like one of those British castles you see in movies--but it had become home over the past short weeks. A home where he didn't have to worry about hurting anyone, and where he didn't have to worry about scaring the shit out of people. He still didn't fully trust his own power, yet, but that new electric thing that bozo made him helped.
And, as much as he didn't want to admit it, being around people wasn't half bad, either--not that he spent much time with them. Besides Charles, Alex tried to really keep to himself. Watching Darwin die still bothered him; he'd tried to do something good, and his power yet again had hurt someone. It didn't matter that Shaw had been the one to really do it--it had been his damn energy that had blown the man apart.
So no matter what Charles said, it might be best if he avoided people.
Though, well. He hadn't really been taking his advice when it came to Sean. The ginger, despite outward appearances of being clueless, really was a cool guy. Surprisingly easy to talk to, too. If it wasn't for him, hell, he'd probably be back in jail now, counting down the days on bare solid walls.
So maybe that was why he was seeking out the other man now, wandering the halls of the mansion, climbing up the stairs towards the roof. He never had thanked Sean for what he had done that day. In typical Alex fashion, he had just blown it off and gone on like nothing was different. But...with the days rolling down to something big, where they weren't sure they were going to make it out alive, well.
Maybe he should give this whole 'opening up' thing a chance. Charles would approve, he was sure.
Pushing open the door to the roof, he took in a deep breath as he stepped into the crisp evening air. It felt good out here--under the stars. Kinda freeing. He figured if Sean could be found anywhere, it might be here.
"Sean?"