『 application; 』
Self;
Name/Alias: Emily Sarge
Personal LJ: swivelchair
E-mail Address: omgsamftw[@]hotmail[dot]com
AIM: Msgt Girlfriend
Character;
Character: James Tiberius Kirk
Fandom: Star Trek (2009)
Character age: 25
Residence: Bronx; East Bronx
Occupation: Bartender
If [student], then specify school: None yet; May apply to Columbia University after he's settled.
Reserved Character? Yes
History;
Canon or AU? AR; some details taken from the movie's novelization, and Kirk's appearance in modern day New York is a fabrication.
Supernatural powers? None
Wikipedia [or other] link to Canon Information: Official Movie Website; some statistics taken from J.T. Kirk's Dossier // On Kirk Himself
Anything else we should know?
In-Game Backstory: [Oh god, I'm sorry for the length of this.]
James Tiberius Kirk, named respectively for his maternal and paternal grandfathers, was born 2233.04 on the 37th medical shuttle from the USS Kelvin. On the day of his birth, an anomaly, a "lightening storm in space," drew the attention of the USS Kelvin before an unknown, enemy ship appeared and opened fired upon them. In the absence of the star ship's captain, Jim's father - George Kirk - was promoted to acting captain for approximately twelve minutes before dying, a mere minute after Jim's birth, via collision with the Romulan ship, the Narada. This act of selflessness allowed 800 evacuating personnel, including Jim and his mother, Winona, to escape.
Jim grew up in a small town in Iowa called Riverside, where he lived with his mother, his older brother George "Sam" Kirk, and his step-father, a man given the name Frank in the novelization and deleted scenes of the movie. Growing up without the presence of his biological father was hard enough on Jim, and made even harder by the fact that Winona's new husband was an abusive alcoholic. This rocky home situation bred a strong, rebellious streak within Jim. Among some of his most notable outbursts, in his pre-teen years, Jim drove his father's antique, '65 Corvette Stingray into a quarry. The vehicle had been one of his father's prized possessions, which Frank had intended to sell while Winona was off-planet. Instead, Jim took the vehicle for one last joyride and drove it over a cliff before facing authorities.
This was not, however, Jim's only brush with the law. As he grew, so did his intelligence, with his IQ breaching into the "genius level." But in a tiny town like Riverside? There wasn't a whole lot for him. School was a joke, and Jim rarely felt challenged within the limits of the law. Most of his spare time was subsequently spent in bars, with various women, or committing low level offenses withing the town.
Little changed by the time he was 22 until, already high past drunk, he chose to hit on a pretty, female Academy cadet by the name of Uhura. They bantered for a short while, Kirk flirting and Uhura attempting unsuccessfully to blow him off, until they attracted the attention of four male cadets who clearly didn't approve of Jim's attention to Uhura. A fight ensued shortly thereafter where Jim proved he was quite capable of handling his own - to an extent. Ultimately, he was overwhelmed by the four man cadet team, and it was only the interruption of one Christopher Pike that kept Jim from too terrible of an ass whooping.
After the bar had cleared out and Jim had regained some of his sense, he spent a time talking to Pike - or rather, listening to the man talk to him. Pike's dissertation had been on the USS Kelvin and, in relation, the bravery of Jim's father. In his brash, uncaring temperament, Jim blew off Pike's invitation to join Starfleet. At least until he was given a bet, offered a challenge. And what the hell did he have in Riverside anymore, anyway?
So, the next morning, he gave his motorcycle to a ship construction worker and boarded the recruitment ship, promising Pike that if his father had graduated and become a Captain in four years? He was going to do it in three.
It was there aboard the recruitment shuttle that he first met Leonard McCoy, a doctor fresh out of a bad divorce - a comment on which would later earn him the nickname Bones - with an apparent paranoia of...everything. Still, from the other man's immediate openness and a shared flask of liquor, they made fast friends. And that friendship extended the three years they spent in Starfleet Academy together.
There, Jim shot to the top of his class in survival strategies and tactical analysis and acted as the Assistant Instructor in Advanced Hand-to-Hand Combat. This drive to excel extended itself not only into the pursuit of female attention, but also to the infamous Kobayashi Maru test. After two failed attempts, Jim hacked the system and created a beatable subroutine to outsmart the "no-win scenario" test.
Unfortunately, the Academy's Council didn't quite like his methods. Accused of cheating by the test's programmer, Commander Spock, Jim argued that not only was the test itself a cheat, but he didn't believe in "no-win scenarios." In the midst of being lectured on the purpose of the test, however, Starfleet received a distress call from Vulcan, and as the primary fleet was busy elsewhere, cadets were sent to tend to the situation.
Most cadets.
In light of his recent, academic fubar, Jim was considered on academic probation and thereby "grounded" when it came time to shuttle off. But luckily for him, Bones considered him "pathetic" enough to help out and used his medical expertise to sneak Jim aboard the USS Enterprise. It was there that he identified the anomaly of Vulcan's distress call - a lightening storm in space - as the same that had occurred the day he was born. Luckily, with extra information from Uhura, he was able to convince Captain Pike that they were warping right into a Romulan attack. And he was right.
When Captain Pike left the USS Enterprise to board the Narada at Captain Nero's "request," Jim was promoted to First Officer and became part of the three-man team sent to disable the Romulan's drill. Along with Hikaru Sulu, Jim managed to jam the drill, but before they could be beamed back aboard the ship, Sulu fell off of it. Without hesitation, Jim threw himself off of the drill after Sulu to catch him, intending to utilize his parachute to afford them a safe landing. When said parachute broke, however, it was only the abilities of Pavel Chekov that got them beamed safely back onto the star ship.
Later, Jim's rebellious streak reared its head again when he disagreed with acting captain Spock's decision to send the ship back to Starfleet. And disagreeing, in Jim's world, tends to involve arguing until the opposing party gives into his viewpoint. Unfortunately, his overly abrasive behavior in the bridge only got him a nerve pinch and marooned on Delta Vega. It was there, after narrowly escaping (ie. being saved from) something of the general resemblance of a giant crawdad, that he met Spock. That is, Spock Prime; a version of Spock from a alternate future.
After learning of the elder Spock's origins and locating the Starfleet Outpost on Delta Vega, they met with Montgomery Scott, who accompanied Jim back onto the USS Enterprise via beaming. After reaching the ship and being "escorted" to the bridge, Jim proceeded to force Captain Spock to prove he was emotionally compromised, as per the instruction of Spock Prime. It was only by doing this - and, subsequently, nearly getting choked to death by a very enraged Spock - that Jim was able to take command of the USS Enterprise.
Upon being named captain, Jim was able to lead the crew not only in the successful rescue of Captain Pike, but also see to the destruction of the Narada and its terroristic crew. For his efforts, Jim was commended by the very Council that had previously sought to degrade him for the Kobayashi Maru, and named Captain of the USS Enterprise as Christopher Pike's relief.
Afterward, the USS Enterprise set off again, but Jim had little time to appreciate his command position. One of their earliest missions included the exploration of a deserted planet where Jim unknowingly stumbled through an abandoned time portal. Upon his arrival in New York City, 250 years in the past, Kirk was under the initial impression that the city he came into was alien where he would need to mind the law of the Prime Directive. When it became clear that he wasn't going to be making contact with the USS Enterprise anytime soon, he found a bar to work at and a cheap place to rent.
All temporary, of course.
Presentation;
Third Person Sample:
This was so not what the other side of that cut out should have looked like. For a few moments, Kirk stood very still in the mouth of the alley he'd suddenly found himself in. For a few moments, he tried to figure out if, at any point, he'd been taken to the sick bay, because some of that crap Bones used resulted in the weirdest fucking dreams. But there hadn't been much of anything on that planet - just worn down rocks and a few abandoned towns. The further he'd gone, the more rugged the terrain had gotten. Hell, the only thing out there, it had seemed like, was that weird arch thing.
And how was he supposed to know if it did anything? It had certainly looked boring enough. He hadn't wanted to be on that planet, anyway. There were no people there unless some of the slimmer rocks they'd passed were actually bones. It was like the place had just been abandoned. He became a starship captain to go out and do things, not to wander through a few miles of rock. At least Delta Vega had some kind of life on it.
But this...this hadn't been what he was expecting.
Kirk didn't see any '65 Corvettes, but he still recognized some of the vehicles rushing past on the street across from him. And a lot of them? He'd seen in, like, museums and history books. These things were...they were antiques. Where the hell was he?
Carefully, he shifted and leaned out of the alley, glancing around at the lights and buildings towering over head. There wasn't a single hovercraft in the sky, and there was something...strange about the architechture of the place. Something familiar in a way that it shouldn't have been. He'd seen this place before, but it didn't look right.
"...Captain Kirk to Enterprise, do you copy?" he spoke into his communicator. He waited for several beats before frowning and glancing down at the device.
"This is Captain Kirk to the Enterprise," he repeated, "do you copy?"
As before, the communicator was silent, with not so much as a hum of static to indicate it was trying to find a signal. Scowling down at it, Kirk turned the device over a few times, punching in codes and shifting between menus before he realized that wherever he was? He wasn't going to reach the USS Enterprise.
"...Fuck," he muttered, shoving the communicator into his pocket. Someone passed by the alley he was standing in, then, and looked his way. The man was older than he was and dressed...wow. Just wow. What was he, into some ultra-retro phase? Of course, the man was also giving Jim a particularly disdainful elevator eye before he continued on his way.
Frowning again, Kirk glanced down at himself, tweaking at the hem of his golden uniform shirt. What? It was like he'd never seen a Federation uniform bef--
"FUCK," Kirk repeated, hissing a little. Oh, hell, was he in danger of breaching the Prime Directive? Considering the look of this place? He would say so.
Well, wasn't that just peachy? Now he had to not only figure out where he was and how to get back to the Enterprise, but he had to do it without making a single reference to advanced technology or other planets.
He needed a drink.
Questions;
Set I.
1. Would you sleep with your boss to keep from losing your high-end job?
Well, technically I'm my own boss. Sort of. You know, aside from answering to the Federation. But I do know that there are some very attractive women on the Federation Board. If that's all I had to do to stay Captain of the Enterprise? Wouldn't even think twice! My men need me, after all. Hell, if she was pretty enough and offering anyway, well...let's just say I wouldn't need my merits to be in danger for us to spend some quality time together.
2.Would you rather learn everything there is to know, or experience everything there is to experience?
Experience. Who the hell cares if you know everything? Sounds too Vulcan for me. I mean, I'm no idiot, I know a hell of a lot without some mysterious interference. But just because you know how something is supposed to be done doesn't mean you're going to be any good at it until you actually do it, you know? Besides, getting out and doing it is a hell of a lot more fun.
3. Is the glass half empty or half full?
Depends on which night I'm drinking. Haha. But if we're talking in all that metaphorical crap, then half full. I mean, you're not going to get anything done if you spend the whole time bitching about how you're never going to get anything done. Sometimes you just have to push until it works - and it can always work.
4. If you could save any historical figure from their untimely death, who would it be?
Does my father count as a historical figure? I mean, technically speaking, he did save a whole bunch of people, right? And if he's in dissertaions, then he must be historical in some sense. I get the whole self sacrifice thing, but it would've been nice to have at least met him. Spock - the other Spock - said that where he came from, I knew my dad. Gotta wonder sometimes what that would've been like. Especially considering the way everybody always talks about him.
5. Which would you rather give up: television or books?
Come on, books! I mean, don't get me wrong, I've read plenty of them. But books will only get you so far. Besides, everything can be put onto PADDs or computers nowadays. What do we still need all the papers for? Just seems like a waste, to me. And if that means 'watching' or 'reading,' well, someone can read to you and it's the same thing.
Set II.
Describe how you met your best friend.
Haha, oh man. I don't think I could ever forget meeting Bones for the first time. I mean, you don't usually forget a guy who promises he'll throw up on you. Especially when they look so freaked out and haggard (don't tell him I said that). That was the day I decided to join Starfleet, and Bones got dragged out of a bathroom. I mean, if a shuttle is going to crash, you're going down either way. I don't really see how hiding out in a bathroom with no harness is going to protect you. But I also don't want to hear him list all the reasons why it's safer, so...we'll just leave that at that.
Either way, he ended up sitting beside me, complaining about his divorce. Gotta say, I don't think I'd ever want to meet that ex-wife of his. I mean, sitting next to some guy talking about bleeding eyeballs and space diseases doesn't really sound like the start of a beautiful friendship. But hey, he shared his booze, and we disliked a lot of the same things. It was a good enough start to me.
Describe your first kiss.
I'll never forget her. Cindi Preston was the prettiest girl in my freshman class, and she sat right in front of me in homeroom. It sounds stupid in retrospect, but I remember thinking her hair was that golden color girls always talk about in those cheap romance lines. It really was, though. And it was long, all the way down to the middle of her back. She kept it braided, usually, though. You know how girls get. Most of them pick one hair style and you don't even recognize them if they come to school with something different.
But I remember the first day she came to school without a braid. She had a...bow or a headband or something else, but most of her hair was loose, and I spent the entire period just staring at it, trying to see if I could come up with an excuse to touch it that wouldn't get me sent to the principal's office again that week. I didn't, but I did catch up with her at the end of the day. Saw her leaving the school with a few of her friends.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'd liked plenty of girls before then. But I never really wanted to deal with the whole...hand holding, boyfriend-girlfriend crap that you have to do before you can get away with kissing her cheek. And I didn't want to do it, then, either. But we were in high school, now. Only four more years of that useless crap before I wouldn't have to put up with it again. And there was Cindi with miles of gold colored hair, and it was high time something interesting happened in my high school career.
It wasn't one of those magical, soul-searing kisses that people always lie about. She didn't even see it coming. I walked up behind them, tapped her shoulder just close enough to brush her hair, and when she turned around, I leaned in and kissed her. And it lasted for a solid five seconds. But I think that's because she was too surprised to do anything.
In the end she slapped me and her friends started yelling and I sorta made a break for it off of school grounds. But...it was worth it. Definitely worth it.
song; Hard to Live in the City by Albert Hammond, Jr.