John Egbert | Homestuck | 2/3princesscurlsSeptember 25 2011, 11:11:37 UTC
[ Personality ] : Short Personality section:
John Egbert is what you would get if you put a class clown, a Mysterious Waif and Belle from Beauty in the Beast into a sandwich, and then shrugged the ungodly concoction off and called it a heroic protagonist.
Long Personality section:
Ladies and gentlemen, meet John Egbert, that nerdy kid you used to know in Math class that liked movies a little too much. He is so stunningly average that you won’t even dare to look back at him because come on, let’s face it, he’s no Brad Pitt and he’s no Albert Einstein either. But like a poster at the dentist’s office, there is more to him than just bad teeth.
John Egbert is a sensitive, optimistic, nice guy with love that encompasses all living things, big and small, and a weatherman smile. Simply put, he is a square, and his tucked-in shirt and shorts at the beginning is a loud testimony to this. He always finds himself doing the right thing for two reasons: a) his Dad might get angry at him and b) it is the right thing to do. He is so nice that assholes of every shape and size begrudgingly warm up to him in spite of his nerdiness and love of Matthew McConaugheyness. John Egbert is a big damn hero.
However, by no means is he Saint Egbert; he is still very obviously a thirteen year old boy. He can be an insensitive, tactless, absentminded douchenozzle at times. Oh, and he derives merriment from the suffering of others. (Read: he likes pranks. Like a lot.) Relatives and friends; comrades and strangers; nay, no one is safe from his keen eyes (provided he’s wearing glasses) and prankster hands (tainted with the gruesome remains of many a cream pie).
He sounds pretty normal so far, doesn’t he? Well he is, for the most part, but there’s a little titbit here that I want to include and it’s the fact that his moods are, at times, completely unpredictable. There’s a reason I shoved “Mysterious Waif” in that sandwich, and here’s why: the girl that lived in an island all her life, far from civilization, is more grounded than him. John just has traits that are not normal for a sane human being at all, like randomly distributing bunnies when some important shit’s about to go down, dancing around the fourth wall like it doesn’t exist or perhaps the fact that his best coping mechanism when dealing with tragedy is a shrug and a frown. You’d think he would actually shed a tear when his beloved Dad died, just one, given how nice he is, but nope. His Berserk Button is apparently cake. Also meeting aliens are super cool and all, and he would do his best to be sensitive around them, but god forbid a proper gentleman not have a monocle.
John Egbert is a 90’s kid - never mind that he was three when the 90’s happened, he is a 90’s kid. Not mentioning again the aforementioned hilarious state of dress, John’s passionate movie tastes lean towards the “HILARIOUSLY BAD”. When kids his age are too busy spazzing about Harry Potter or, like, whatever the hell kids spazz about, he is too busy ranting about that scene in Con Air where Nicolas Cage stood somewhere in Vegas and looked for his beloved wife and daughter while it rained paper money, because it was just so touching, okay. Aside from being a bad movie enthusiast, he also loves magic tricks (he is an ASPIRING AMATEUR MAGICIAN), games, webcomics, the animes, math (apparently) and programming computers (though no matter how many times he calls himself a mad haxxorz, computers obviously don’t want to be programmed by him). His notoriously bad He hates cake (though that may be because he’s been eating it all day at the beginning) and he’s allergic to peanuts.
Over the long course of the comic (one day) (if time mattered in Sburb) (which it doesn’t), John grew! A bit! He’s comparatively more tied to the ground than before (keyword: comparatively), and he’s starting to recognize that growing up means he needs to fulfil his responsibilities and man up. He has also acknowledged himself as a FRIEND-LEADER and a goshdarn GOOD ONE AT THAT.
Short Personality section:
John Egbert is what you would get if you put a class clown, a Mysterious Waif and Belle from Beauty in the Beast into a sandwich, and then shrugged the ungodly concoction off and called it a heroic protagonist.
Long Personality section:
Ladies and gentlemen, meet John Egbert, that nerdy kid you used to know in Math class that liked movies a little too much. He is so stunningly average that you won’t even dare to look back at him because come on, let’s face it, he’s no Brad Pitt and he’s no Albert Einstein either. But like a poster at the dentist’s office, there is more to him than just bad teeth.
John Egbert is a sensitive, optimistic, nice guy with love that encompasses all living things, big and small, and a weatherman smile. Simply put, he is a square, and his tucked-in shirt and shorts at the beginning is a loud testimony to this. He always finds himself doing the right thing for two reasons: a) his Dad might get angry at him and b) it is the right thing to do. He is so nice that assholes of every shape and size begrudgingly warm up to him in spite of his nerdiness and love of Matthew McConaugheyness. John Egbert is a big damn hero.
However, by no means is he Saint Egbert; he is still very obviously a thirteen year old boy. He can be an insensitive, tactless, absentminded douchenozzle at times. Oh, and he derives merriment from the suffering of others. (Read: he likes pranks. Like a lot.) Relatives and friends; comrades and strangers; nay, no one is safe from his keen eyes (provided he’s wearing glasses) and prankster hands (tainted with the gruesome remains of many a cream pie).
He sounds pretty normal so far, doesn’t he? Well he is, for the most part, but there’s a little titbit here that I want to include and it’s the fact that his moods are, at times, completely unpredictable. There’s a reason I shoved “Mysterious Waif” in that sandwich, and here’s why: the girl that lived in an island all her life, far from civilization, is more grounded than him. John just has traits that are not normal for a sane human being at all, like randomly distributing bunnies when some important shit’s about to go down, dancing around the fourth wall like it doesn’t exist or perhaps the fact that his best coping mechanism when dealing with tragedy is a shrug and a frown. You’d think he would actually shed a tear when his beloved Dad died, just one, given how nice he is, but nope. His Berserk Button is apparently cake. Also meeting aliens are super cool and all, and he would do his best to be sensitive around them, but god forbid a proper gentleman not have a monocle.
John Egbert is a 90’s kid - never mind that he was three when the 90’s happened, he is a 90’s kid. Not mentioning again the aforementioned hilarious state of dress, John’s passionate movie tastes lean towards the “HILARIOUSLY BAD”. When kids his age are too busy spazzing about Harry Potter or, like, whatever the hell kids spazz about, he is too busy ranting about that scene in Con Air where Nicolas Cage stood somewhere in Vegas and looked for his beloved wife and daughter while it rained paper money, because it was just so touching, okay. Aside from being a bad movie enthusiast, he also loves magic tricks (he is an ASPIRING AMATEUR MAGICIAN), games, webcomics, the animes, math (apparently) and programming computers (though no matter how many times he calls himself a mad haxxorz, computers obviously don’t want to be programmed by him). His notoriously bad He hates cake (though that may be because he’s been eating it all day at the beginning) and he’s allergic to peanuts.
Over the long course of the comic (one day) (if time mattered in Sburb) (which it doesn’t), John grew! A bit! He’s comparatively more tied to the ground than before (keyword: comparatively), and he’s starting to recognize that growing up means he needs to fulfil his responsibilities and man up. He has also acknowledged himself as a FRIEND-LEADER and a goshdarn GOOD ONE AT THAT.
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