Application to Siren's Pull
Player Information
Name: Inky
Age: 21
AIM SN: inkblotmeringue
email: inkblot.meringue @ gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yes
Bonus: How did you hear about Siren's Pull? It was recommended to me by friends
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Metal Gear Solid
Canon Format: Video game
Character's Name: Sniper Wolf
Character's Age: 25
What form will your character's NV take? A matte black cell phone, similar to the one used by Liquid Snake in canon.
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities: Wolf is, as her codename states, a sniper by trade, and she learned everything she knows from a Gurkha sniper in Iraq. She is one of the best snipers in the world, probably bested only by The End, who was the father of modern sniping. She is incredibly patient and has been known to stay unmoving for as much as a week on end, perfectly still, waiting for her target. Since she is a Kurdish Iraqi, I think that it is likely that she speaks Kurdish, Arabic, and English at the least, and also would have quite a lot of survival skills from being both a special operative and from living in the desert. Being a member of FOXHOUND, she probably also has had training in basic hand-to-hand combat and small firearms.
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? Wolf would gain the ability to make herself and everything she is carrying with her invisible; the ability only extends to herself and any possessions smaller in volume than herself. Also, since Wolf is such a fanservice character, she’ll be able to make her clothes and items become invisible before she figures out how to do it to herself. Keeping this ability going would take a lot of concentration, even by her standards, and if she gets distracted, she could either just suddenly reappear or bits of her might become visible.
Weapons: A PSG-1 sniper rifle.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: On the MGS wiki
Point in Canon: Immediately after her death in MGS1
Character Personality: Wolf is the epitome of a sniper-cool, calm, and collected at all times. This could be because she’s seen almost everything there is to see and can’t be taken aback anymore, or because of the tranquilizers that she takes all the time to keep her hands steady. She is a distant kind of person; she keeps herself removed from everyone around her, watching the world through a sniper’s scope instead of being a part of it. She is an observer, watching the chaos and the violence until she can put an end to it with one perfect shot. Getting close to someone like her is no easy task; she doesn’t let people see much of herself, another lesson learned from the battlefield. Like her namesake, she is a lone wolf, depending only on herself and her guns.
The only person she ever got close to was Big Boss, and that was because he saved her from the battlefields that she was born on. She has complete loyalty to him and trust in him; if he commanded her to do something, she would do it without question. His death affected her much more profoundly than anyone would have seen-she never wore her heart on her sleeve, but Big Boss had been the closest thing she’d had to a father-figure. After he died she swore revenge on the world that had taken the last person she’d seen as family from her.
The only thing anymore that Wolf seems to show any kind of passion for is her wolf-dogs-which she shows affection towards-and her targets, whom she almost seems to fall in love with. This is because of the incredible amount of research and observation that goes into each of her missions; she becomes completely and almost intimately acquainted with every aspect of her target’s life. She knows everything about them; what they’ve done, where they live, everything they do during the day. She finds their friends, their family, their associates, the places they like to go. She becomes so obsessed with them and them alone that it could be confused with love, even if it’s only an illusion of it. Wolf has been alone for so long that she doesn’t realize that she is lonely anymore; the only connection she can make with humanity anymore is through her targets. So she loves them in her fashion, and then sends them a love letter-straight from her gun to their heart.
This doesn’t mean that she doesn’t feel anything anymore-she just doesn’t show her emotions anymore. She’s seen a lot of hell in her life-her parents, siblings, and friends’ deaths, a lot of violence and warfare-and she has the scars from it, both mental and physical. The diazepam she takes relaxes her enough so that she doesn’t need very much sleep, which is good for avoiding the inevitable nightmares. The sights and sounds of the battlefield still haunt her to this day, no matter how good she is at covering it up.
She also has a particularly intense dislike towards anyone who attacks the defenseless-women, children, or anyone else who is otherwise unable to defend themselves. Fighting against a soldier is one thing, but attacking someone who doesn’t know how to fight or has no business on a battlefield is a completely different beast. She’s seen too many helpless people get killed-too many that she knew too well-to allow it to occur again under her watch. If she finds someone going after a defenseless civilian, they won’t be doing so for very long.
Conditional: Personality development in previous game: None.
Character Plans: Well, interacting with her canonmates is going to be very interesting, and so will some non-canonmates, too, of course. The whole Afterglow/SERO war really doesn’t bother her-politics aren’t really her thing. Bounty hunting and monster-hunting is likely what she’ll get into.
Appearance/PB: PB set. Official Artwork
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
[The video feed flicks on, showing nothing but the open sky. Then it shifts, the picture shaking, and then there is a rush of movement as it falls from wherever it was sitting. All that can be seen is a large amount of ground and a hand.]
Hm?
[The voice is female, and the hand shifts. A small portion of what might be a winter jacket comes into view.]
[The small parts of the woman that can be seen move; she sits up, then kneels. Snow falls off of her, rapidly melting. She puts her hand down, and it lands on the NV.]
[More shaking and movement on the screen, and then it shows a woman’s face. Her hair is wet and her jacket is stained with blood.]
I do not know where I am. [Her voice is thick with an accent-anyone who knows the area might think it distinctly Kurdish.] If there is anyone here by the name of Liquid Snake, respond. I must speak with my commander.
Third Person Sample
She’d missed this-the waiting, alone in her perch with the world at the end of a sniper scope, and she watching it all from a distance. Waiting, with infinite patience and a bottle of pills to keep her hands steady, for her target to walk right into her view, unaware of the bullet she’d put in his dear heart. She’d missed the days of research, of learning her target inside and out, knowing his habits and routes and every step he took on the way home. Knowing him so well that it was almost like loving him.
The rifle was a reassuring and heavy weight in her hands; not just a gun but an extension of herself, as much a part of her as her own limbs and just as subject to her will. She would never miss-her rifle would never betray her.
Wolf watched, silent and steady, taking note of everything that walked through her sight.
It had been a long time since she’d been out on anything like this, even if it wasn’t really a mission-but hunting a bounty was as good a way as any to get a little cash in her pocket. FOXHOUND was only sent out on the missions too difficult, dangerous, or strange for any other organization; those didn’t crop up very often. She was just as sharp as ever-she would never allow her skills to dull-but finally, finally being able to use them again was refreshing. It was like being let out of a cage for so many days of captivity. If she was kept up in a cage too long, well, then what would separate her from the dogs?
But she had waited long enough. Her target was in her sight-it was time to do what she had to do. Do it because of the job, because it was her nature, because of love. She followed him, a voyeur through her sniper’s scope, watched him turn, saw the haze that his warm breath made in the cold air. Waited for that one perfect moment that the whole world came down to just him and her and nothing else.
She sent him a love letter, right from her gun to his heart.
Bang.
Name: Inky
Age: 21
AIM SN: inkblotmeringue
email: inkblot.meringue @ gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yes
Bonus: How did you hear about Siren's Pull? It was recommended to me by friends
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Metal Gear Solid
Canon Format: Video game
Character's Name: Sniper Wolf
Character's Age: 25
What form will your character's NV take? A matte black cell phone, similar to the one used by Liquid Snake in canon.
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities: Wolf is, as her codename states, a sniper by trade, and she learned everything she knows from a Gurkha sniper in Iraq. She is one of the best snipers in the world, probably bested only by The End, who was the father of modern sniping. She is incredibly patient and has been known to stay unmoving for as much as a week on end, perfectly still, waiting for her target. Since she is a Kurdish Iraqi, I think that it is likely that she speaks Kurdish, Arabic, and English at the least, and also would have quite a lot of survival skills from being both a special operative and from living in the desert. Being a member of FOXHOUND, she probably also has had training in basic hand-to-hand combat and small firearms.
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? Wolf would gain the ability to make herself and everything she is carrying with her invisible; the ability only extends to herself and any possessions smaller in volume than herself. Also, since Wolf is such a fanservice character, she’ll be able to make her clothes and items become invisible before she figures out how to do it to herself. Keeping this ability going would take a lot of concentration, even by her standards, and if she gets distracted, she could either just suddenly reappear or bits of her might become visible.
Weapons: A PSG-1 sniper rifle.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: On the MGS wiki
Point in Canon: Immediately after her death in MGS1
Character Personality: Wolf is the epitome of a sniper-cool, calm, and collected at all times. This could be because she’s seen almost everything there is to see and can’t be taken aback anymore, or because of the tranquilizers that she takes all the time to keep her hands steady. She is a distant kind of person; she keeps herself removed from everyone around her, watching the world through a sniper’s scope instead of being a part of it. She is an observer, watching the chaos and the violence until she can put an end to it with one perfect shot. Getting close to someone like her is no easy task; she doesn’t let people see much of herself, another lesson learned from the battlefield. Like her namesake, she is a lone wolf, depending only on herself and her guns.
The only person she ever got close to was Big Boss, and that was because he saved her from the battlefields that she was born on. She has complete loyalty to him and trust in him; if he commanded her to do something, she would do it without question. His death affected her much more profoundly than anyone would have seen-she never wore her heart on her sleeve, but Big Boss had been the closest thing she’d had to a father-figure. After he died she swore revenge on the world that had taken the last person she’d seen as family from her.
The only thing anymore that Wolf seems to show any kind of passion for is her wolf-dogs-which she shows affection towards-and her targets, whom she almost seems to fall in love with. This is because of the incredible amount of research and observation that goes into each of her missions; she becomes completely and almost intimately acquainted with every aspect of her target’s life. She knows everything about them; what they’ve done, where they live, everything they do during the day. She finds their friends, their family, their associates, the places they like to go. She becomes so obsessed with them and them alone that it could be confused with love, even if it’s only an illusion of it. Wolf has been alone for so long that she doesn’t realize that she is lonely anymore; the only connection she can make with humanity anymore is through her targets. So she loves them in her fashion, and then sends them a love letter-straight from her gun to their heart.
This doesn’t mean that she doesn’t feel anything anymore-she just doesn’t show her emotions anymore. She’s seen a lot of hell in her life-her parents, siblings, and friends’ deaths, a lot of violence and warfare-and she has the scars from it, both mental and physical. The diazepam she takes relaxes her enough so that she doesn’t need very much sleep, which is good for avoiding the inevitable nightmares. The sights and sounds of the battlefield still haunt her to this day, no matter how good she is at covering it up.
She also has a particularly intense dislike towards anyone who attacks the defenseless-women, children, or anyone else who is otherwise unable to defend themselves. Fighting against a soldier is one thing, but attacking someone who doesn’t know how to fight or has no business on a battlefield is a completely different beast. She’s seen too many helpless people get killed-too many that she knew too well-to allow it to occur again under her watch. If she finds someone going after a defenseless civilian, they won’t be doing so for very long.
Conditional: Personality development in previous game: None.
Character Plans: Well, interacting with her canonmates is going to be very interesting, and so will some non-canonmates, too, of course. The whole Afterglow/SERO war really doesn’t bother her-politics aren’t really her thing. Bounty hunting and monster-hunting is likely what she’ll get into.
Appearance/PB: PB set. Official Artwork
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
[The video feed flicks on, showing nothing but the open sky. Then it shifts, the picture shaking, and then there is a rush of movement as it falls from wherever it was sitting. All that can be seen is a large amount of ground and a hand.]
Hm?
[The voice is female, and the hand shifts. A small portion of what might be a winter jacket comes into view.]
[The small parts of the woman that can be seen move; she sits up, then kneels. Snow falls off of her, rapidly melting. She puts her hand down, and it lands on the NV.]
[More shaking and movement on the screen, and then it shows a woman’s face. Her hair is wet and her jacket is stained with blood.]
I do not know where I am. [Her voice is thick with an accent-anyone who knows the area might think it distinctly Kurdish.] If there is anyone here by the name of Liquid Snake, respond. I must speak with my commander.
Third Person Sample
She’d missed this-the waiting, alone in her perch with the world at the end of a sniper scope, and she watching it all from a distance. Waiting, with infinite patience and a bottle of pills to keep her hands steady, for her target to walk right into her view, unaware of the bullet she’d put in his dear heart. She’d missed the days of research, of learning her target inside and out, knowing his habits and routes and every step he took on the way home. Knowing him so well that it was almost like loving him.
The rifle was a reassuring and heavy weight in her hands; not just a gun but an extension of herself, as much a part of her as her own limbs and just as subject to her will. She would never miss-her rifle would never betray her.
Wolf watched, silent and steady, taking note of everything that walked through her sight.
It had been a long time since she’d been out on anything like this, even if it wasn’t really a mission-but hunting a bounty was as good a way as any to get a little cash in her pocket. FOXHOUND was only sent out on the missions too difficult, dangerous, or strange for any other organization; those didn’t crop up very often. She was just as sharp as ever-she would never allow her skills to dull-but finally, finally being able to use them again was refreshing. It was like being let out of a cage for so many days of captivity. If she was kept up in a cage too long, well, then what would separate her from the dogs?
But she had waited long enough. Her target was in her sight-it was time to do what she had to do. Do it because of the job, because it was her nature, because of love. She followed him, a voyeur through her sniper’s scope, watched him turn, saw the haze that his warm breath made in the cold air. Waited for that one perfect moment that the whole world came down to just him and her and nothing else.
She sent him a love letter, right from her gun to his heart.
Bang.