Arcanarum app!
PLAYER
Name: Dubs
Age: 21
Journal: the_amazin_dubs
Contact (MESSENGER/E-MAIL/ETC): Plurk: dubbins || aim: theamazingdubs
CHARACTER
Name: G
Age: 20-25-ish? (he's dead so it's not like it matters)
Canon: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Canon Point: before he passes Gokudera's trial
History: As it relates to G and as it relates to the entire series
Personality: G is a man who is very rough around the edges. He’s got a rather blunt and slangy way of speaking. He doesn’t care about being courteous, he simply tells things as they are, even if it comes across as being cold or rude- and you can typically expect some variation of the word ‘fuck’ to accompany it. Naturally this somewhat dwarfs his potential to be a social butterfly. The only person who doesn’t get his usual gruff treatment is his boss, the first Vongola boss and his childhood friend: Giotto.
Despite being in the mafia, G is an overall moral man. The Vongola family had started as a vigilante group to make up for the lack of law in the area after all. This means that he will not hesitate to take the law into his hands. He is very much the kind of person to “do all the wrong things for all the right reasons”, so he will never harm the destitute or downtrodden, in fact he would most likely do his best to help them... but still be a bit of a dick about it.
Giotto gets G at his best, of course there’s only so much you get at G’s best, but he shows his respect in the best way he can. Of course they’ve also known each other since childhood so there is a great deal of familiarity there. He is loyal to the end and will do anything for Giotto and the Vongola. Much like his tenth generation successor, Gokudera, it can probably be assumed that he would go throw the same torture and interrogation he had and not speak a word on the Vongola.
G mirrors Gokudera in more then just that aspect. He is also is known to generally beat on the Vongola lightning guardian. It can probably be assumed that he is also just as horribly incapable of caring for children or tolerating anyone cowardly or whiney. Despite being more calm and level headed to Gokudera, he still has a temper and a limited amount of patience.
Abilities/Strengths: G’s main weapon is a gun, but when doing missions for the Vongola he uses a special bow that essentially shoots out super-destructive fire arrow blast things. Other than that not much is known due to his minimal part in canon. It can be assumed that he's intelligent and a good strategist, like Gokudera, but other than that no information is given.
Weaknesses:
While he can usually keep it under control, he does have a temper and a rebellious attitude which will probably get him into trouble on more than a few occasions.
He holds little in regard to political authority. If there is a law that he thinks is wrong he will very simply not follow it.
He’s not a very trusting person.
He can hold a grudge like it’s nobodies business.
ARCANARUM
Story: William Tell
Story Character: William Tell
Plans: Well, William Tell was famous for his skills in archery, as he was for rebelling... something that G himself is very similar to. So he will pretty much go about his business and be a general ass to anyone in authority and shooting things with arrows. It’s well within his comfort zone, considering everything else in this place is far from it. Hopefully this will make for a good balance.
**If it would be alright, I was wondering if he could room with Madoka from Beyblade should he get accepted? If it’s alright with the Teresa mun?
SAMPLES
First Person:
[TEXT]
ernhcjaev;. 43nA;f; qm,.
dd
dfvadfalk,\;'d
[VIDEO]
[The video comes on to the top of a of a red mess of hair. After some shifting and more random keymash texts, the camera picks up the very unamused tattooed face of a man... who has no idea what this thing is- let alone that it’s recording him. He hits some more buttons, one causing the screen to brighten.]
Tch... ‘the hell is this?
[He cocks his head back at the sudden brightness. He looked it over again for a way to turn it off... not that he’s able to find one. It’s rather difficult to figure out technology when cars still needed a crank to start last he checked. So like a true man he solves this problem be hitting it repeatedly on the table. The screen darkens again and he smiles triumphantly. Then promptly puts his cigarette out on the keypad. He had been looking for an ashtray anyway...]
Third Person:
Well he had been in this shit hole for all of one day and he already wanted to claw his eyes out. He didn’t care if everyone said his room was purple, to him it looked pink... and was filled with enough frilly crap to decorate a wedding. Really, the sheer amount of estrogen it took to design this room was enough to make him throw up a little every time he saw it. He was a grown man, not a pretty pretty princess. That would be more fitting for Daemon Spade.
Well either way he needed to make this room more tolerable... which means all this crap has got to go. He starts in ripping the room apart, pulling pictures off the walls, items from the bureau, even the bedskirt and plush quilt, and dumps in in a pile in the center of the room. And... was that a vanity? Who the hell puts a vanity in a man’s room? It was a rare feat for him to even bother brushing his hair, never mind preening himself in front of a mirror. Well that vanity got pulled into the pile as well. Again, more fitting for Spade.
Once all is said and done, the room looks almost completely bare... aside from the monstrous mess in the center. G looks over the pile and scratches his head a bit. Now how was he going to get rid of all that? He glances thoughtfully at the cigarette in hand... he could set it on fire. It would be satisfying to no end to see all that crap just get engulfed in flames, and hey it might even darken the pink walls some. He sighs, that would probably not be the smartest thing to do indoors, but he can dream. He looks around for another idea, and comes across the window- now stripped of it’s curtains. That could work. That could work very well.
So, bit by bit, G begins to shovel everything out the window. His genius plan is almost a complete success... until he comes to the vanity. For the record they don't fit out windows... at least not in one piece. Needless to say G got some sick pleasure in breaking the damn thing into little bits. And then, the room was ‘clean’... or more like empty. He opened the windows to try and air out the obnoxious perfume smell, and then finally flopped onto his bed. He folded his arms behind his head and enjoyed the remainder of his cigarette, listening to the sound of perplexed passer-byes as they walked by his window.
Name: Dubs
Age: 21
Journal: the_amazin_dubs
Contact (MESSENGER/E-MAIL/ETC): Plurk: dubbins || aim: theamazingdubs
CHARACTER
Name: G
Age: 20-25-ish? (he's dead so it's not like it matters)
Canon: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Canon Point: before he passes Gokudera's trial
History: As it relates to G and as it relates to the entire series
Personality: G is a man who is very rough around the edges. He’s got a rather blunt and slangy way of speaking. He doesn’t care about being courteous, he simply tells things as they are, even if it comes across as being cold or rude- and you can typically expect some variation of the word ‘fuck’ to accompany it. Naturally this somewhat dwarfs his potential to be a social butterfly. The only person who doesn’t get his usual gruff treatment is his boss, the first Vongola boss and his childhood friend: Giotto.
Despite being in the mafia, G is an overall moral man. The Vongola family had started as a vigilante group to make up for the lack of law in the area after all. This means that he will not hesitate to take the law into his hands. He is very much the kind of person to “do all the wrong things for all the right reasons”, so he will never harm the destitute or downtrodden, in fact he would most likely do his best to help them... but still be a bit of a dick about it.
Giotto gets G at his best, of course there’s only so much you get at G’s best, but he shows his respect in the best way he can. Of course they’ve also known each other since childhood so there is a great deal of familiarity there. He is loyal to the end and will do anything for Giotto and the Vongola. Much like his tenth generation successor, Gokudera, it can probably be assumed that he would go throw the same torture and interrogation he had and not speak a word on the Vongola.
G mirrors Gokudera in more then just that aspect. He is also is known to generally beat on the Vongola lightning guardian. It can probably be assumed that he is also just as horribly incapable of caring for children or tolerating anyone cowardly or whiney. Despite being more calm and level headed to Gokudera, he still has a temper and a limited amount of patience.
Abilities/Strengths: G’s main weapon is a gun, but when doing missions for the Vongola he uses a special bow that essentially shoots out super-destructive fire arrow blast things. Other than that not much is known due to his minimal part in canon. It can be assumed that he's intelligent and a good strategist, like Gokudera, but other than that no information is given.
Weaknesses:
While he can usually keep it under control, he does have a temper and a rebellious attitude which will probably get him into trouble on more than a few occasions.
He holds little in regard to political authority. If there is a law that he thinks is wrong he will very simply not follow it.
He’s not a very trusting person.
He can hold a grudge like it’s nobodies business.
ARCANARUM
Story: William Tell
Story Character: William Tell
Plans: Well, William Tell was famous for his skills in archery, as he was for rebelling... something that G himself is very similar to. So he will pretty much go about his business and be a general ass to anyone in authority and shooting things with arrows. It’s well within his comfort zone, considering everything else in this place is far from it. Hopefully this will make for a good balance.
**If it would be alright, I was wondering if he could room with Madoka from Beyblade should he get accepted? If it’s alright with the Teresa mun?
SAMPLES
First Person:
[TEXT]
ernhcjaev;. 43nA;f; qm,.
dd
dfvadfalk,\;'d
[VIDEO]
[The video comes on to the top of a of a red mess of hair. After some shifting and more random keymash texts, the camera picks up the very unamused tattooed face of a man... who has no idea what this thing is- let alone that it’s recording him. He hits some more buttons, one causing the screen to brighten.]
Tch... ‘the hell is this?
[He cocks his head back at the sudden brightness. He looked it over again for a way to turn it off... not that he’s able to find one. It’s rather difficult to figure out technology when cars still needed a crank to start last he checked. So like a true man he solves this problem be hitting it repeatedly on the table. The screen darkens again and he smiles triumphantly. Then promptly puts his cigarette out on the keypad. He had been looking for an ashtray anyway...]
Third Person:
Well he had been in this shit hole for all of one day and he already wanted to claw his eyes out. He didn’t care if everyone said his room was purple, to him it looked pink... and was filled with enough frilly crap to decorate a wedding. Really, the sheer amount of estrogen it took to design this room was enough to make him throw up a little every time he saw it. He was a grown man, not a pretty pretty princess. That would be more fitting for Daemon Spade.
Well either way he needed to make this room more tolerable... which means all this crap has got to go. He starts in ripping the room apart, pulling pictures off the walls, items from the bureau, even the bedskirt and plush quilt, and dumps in in a pile in the center of the room. And... was that a vanity? Who the hell puts a vanity in a man’s room? It was a rare feat for him to even bother brushing his hair, never mind preening himself in front of a mirror. Well that vanity got pulled into the pile as well. Again, more fitting for Spade.
Once all is said and done, the room looks almost completely bare... aside from the monstrous mess in the center. G looks over the pile and scratches his head a bit. Now how was he going to get rid of all that? He glances thoughtfully at the cigarette in hand... he could set it on fire. It would be satisfying to no end to see all that crap just get engulfed in flames, and hey it might even darken the pink walls some. He sighs, that would probably not be the smartest thing to do indoors, but he can dream. He looks around for another idea, and comes across the window- now stripped of it’s curtains. That could work. That could work very well.
So, bit by bit, G begins to shovel everything out the window. His genius plan is almost a complete success... until he comes to the vanity. For the record they don't fit out windows... at least not in one piece. Needless to say G got some sick pleasure in breaking the damn thing into little bits. And then, the room was ‘clean’... or more like empty. He opened the windows to try and air out the obnoxious perfume smell, and then finally flopped onto his bed. He folded his arms behind his head and enjoyed the remainder of his cigarette, listening to the sound of perplexed passer-byes as they walked by his window.