Personality: Upon meeting Oxford you will often form one of two opinions: that he is either a wellspoken, sophisticated individual, or an arrogant, self-centred bastard. These would both be fairly accurate descriptions of him, as he likes to swing between the two of them at a rather active pace. Though "charming" may be his default setting upon meeting others, if he decides that you're not worth his attention or intellect, then his manner will change rather quickly. He doesn't like to beat around the bush, you see, and if he sees no potential benefit from your friendship or acquaintance, he won't seek it. This isn't because he has some telepathic advantage, more that he likes to think he's good at reading people. Whether he is or isn't is another matter entirely, and so far, in his humble opinion, he's yet to be proved wrong - probably because he really doesn't like to admit to his mistakes. He's an incredibly stubborn person, and it's very difficult to change his mind once it has been made up, be it on the subject of someone he has
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( personality cont. ) One must give credit, however, to the fact that Oxford is, for the most part, a very level headed individual who takes thing as they come, usually with minimal panic. He understands the merits of staying calm when it's necessary, particularly because his power at times requires him to take on more dangerous missions (this is covered more extensively in the powers and history sections), including a very specific one that has had a profound effect on Oxford, as it resulted in the death of a man at his hands in France. The official mission report stated that he had been left with no choice in the matter, at the time, but in Oxford's opinion, he could have handled the situation better. For all the cool he manages to exudes, he strongly suspects that in this case, he had lost his nerve and the consequence had been an avoidable death. This has made Oxford more (privately) critical of himself and his actions
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( sexual preferences/orientation cont. ) Being something of a Romantic (most of the time ironically), Oxford believes in love. It's something that can certainly exist between two people - or more, who knows - but he also believes that it is not necessary suited for everyone, and he would certainly count himself amongst these numbers. Of course, while he has never tried to define his relationship with Cambridge, for example, there's certainly something there, which may not be love, but it definitely extends beyond the reaches of a relationship that is purely sexual.
Powers: The role of the Oxford operative within the UK Order has always been that of the telepath, and this is the power that John was bestowed upon joining. The simplest description of this power is that Oxford is capable of listening to the thoughts of just about anyone he chooses, and communicating with them mentally, as well as projecting images and emotions to the other person. He can only communicate with one person at a time, unless there is
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Reason for playing: Because he is a smarmy pain in the backside and I'm curious to see if I can actually pull off his marmite-like personality without simply making him seem like just a self-confident bastard to everyone in the game. Then again, the fact that he is one of the few people who can calm and contain Cambridge - who isn't always the most likeable of individuals - might well endear him to others somewhat. He is a reasonably pleasant fellow, though, as long as he doesn't write you off as a pain or simply not worth his time
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( world history cont. ) Oxford's world is not very different from what one might classify as a normal human world, with the exception of the fact that superpowered secret organisations exist and operate outside of government authority. Each operative within the Order is assigned a city as their codname and also granted the power that comes with the codename. Each operative is specially selected for their role, and then situated somewhere within the judicial or political infrastructure of their country. Oxford, being a fairly confident and persuasive fellow, works as a goverment advisor for the current cabinet. He does not have a particularly detailed opinion on his own world, since there is nothing specifically out of the ordinary with it - again, this doesn't apply to his job, which he sees as rather an exciting cornerstone of his life. He realises that he has actually spent most of his life engaging in largely worthless pursuits that he hasn't had much care for, and the Order is a change because it is not only an organisation with a
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( character history cont. ) Somehow, after all these years, Edward Buchanan had not noticed his son's sexual habits, despite the fact that they had never been a secret. The news was not well received, but it happened that Edward's outrage was vastly drowned out by Rachel's. John fondly remembers the event as perhaps the most absurd of all family arguments, one that did not so much damage his relationship with his father as it simply made it very awkward. Thoroughly chastised by his wife, Edward soon apologised to John for his reaction, and occasionally tries to make up for it by making very stiff enquiries about John's love life
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( character history cont. ) Although somewhat dubious, he attended the meeting, where he met Amelia Raymond, otherwise known as "London" - one of the three capitals and heads of the Order. The offer that was made to him seemed beyond all his most outlandish dreams, but never for a moment did it occur to Oxford that he could decline. London was a poised and persuasive woman, and she was hardly holding a gun to his head and demanding his loyalty, but he gave it willingly. Fascinated by this new world and the chance to actually be more involved with the old one, albeit in a very specific way, was the most enticing he had ever been given
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( character history cont. ) The United Kingdom was being held responsible, and due to the fact that Winchester, the supersoldier operative most suited to handle this operation, was already entangled in another matter in South Africa at the time, Oxford was drafted in on the assignment. He was well trained, diligent and had the advantage of his telepathy - though in the end it still took him over a week to finally track this officer down
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Third Person: The change was so sudden and so immediate that it would take quite an imbecile not to notice, in Oxford's humble, modest opinion. His surprise was quite palpable in the deep frown that suddenly creased his forehead and the stiff straightening of his shoulders as he looked around himself, sharply, entirely caught of guard by the differing scenery. He knew that London had its off days, but it never looked like this. There was something far more feral about the atmosphere that surrounded him, untamed and rough - no, no, this wasn't London. This wasn't really like any place he'd ever seen before
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2nd Third Person: There was a touch of spring chill in the house, spilling through the open windows in the living room, snaking its way around the furniture, over the sofa, peeking around the doors before dashing into the hallway and up the stairs
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2. CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: John “Oxford” Buchanan
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Powers: The role of the Oxford operative within the UK Order has always been that of the telepath, and this is the power that John was bestowed upon joining. The simplest description of this power is that Oxford is capable of listening to the thoughts of just about anyone he chooses, and communicating with them mentally, as well as projecting images and emotions to the other person. He can only communicate with one person at a time, unless there is ( ... )
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First Person:
Oxford with Forty-Five | Oxford with Cambridge
Third Person: The change was so sudden and so immediate that it would take quite an imbecile not to notice, in Oxford's humble, modest opinion. His surprise was quite palpable in the deep frown that suddenly creased his forehead and the stiff straightening of his shoulders as he looked around himself, sharply, entirely caught of guard by the differing scenery. He knew that London had its off days, but it never looked like this. There was something far more feral about the atmosphere that surrounded him, untamed and rough - no, no, this wasn't London. This wasn't really like any place he'd ever seen before ( ... )
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