application for sirenspull
Player Information
Name: Jo
Age: 19
AIM SN: joisaverage
email: thereisanoldcliche@gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yes! Formerly at thespiderswalk, currently at guysandolls and betenoire_rp
Currrently Played Characters: None
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Chicago
Canon Format: Movie
Character's Name: Roxann 'Roxie' Hart
Character's Age: 29
What form will your character's NV take? Roxie's NV will take the form of her journal, a frilly-looking book with a lock that's easy to break. The pages are lined in black, and at the top of each page is printed the words 'Text - Voice - Video - Hologram'. It operates quite simply: To make each type of post, that word must be circled in ink at the top. You then proceed according to that medium: Text is merely written on the page, audio is spoken into the page, video is recorded by speaking/looking into the page, and the same goes for holograms. A blank page at the beginning of the book is used to view posts on the network, with the page functioning as a screen, and printed arrows on the side of the page used to scroll up and down with a tap of the pen, as well as crude buttons at the bottom for playing/pausing the video and audio feeds
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities: None
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? Roxie will be able to produce a supersonic screeching noise, capable of stunning others for at least a few minutes. Control, however, will be shoddy at best.
Weapons: None.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: Movie plot/history is here.
Previous to the events outlined above, Roxie was born on a chicken farm in Lubbock, Texas, to parents who were poor but hardworking. Roxie, however, had different ideas about how she wanted to live her life, and at the age of 21, she moved to Chicago to get away from it all. There, in Chicago, she gets swept up in the intoxicating world of jazz clubs and liquor, quickly becoming a regular in the speakeasies and nightclubs. She was a naive young woman, and in many ways still is, but she spent a lot of time dating around and partying, all the while trying to make it on the stage. She found a few jobs as member of a few chorus lines, but never really found her big break. Realizing that she was running out of money and sugar daddies both, Roxie decided it was time to settle down and find someone to foot her bills permanently. Enter Amos Hart; a loveable big lug, he wasn't Roxie's ideal husband, but he would do. She charmed him easily as could be, and before she knew it she was a woman wed.
Roxie was a contented housewife for all of three months before she started becoming restless. It wasn't until shortly after their third anniversary, however, that she began seeing other men, namely Fred Casely, the furniture salesmen who had sold the couple the furniture in their flat. Roxie fooled around with Fred for quite a few months, which quickly escalated into sleeping around. This continued until the fateful night when they had their falling out, leading to Fred's death and Roxie landing herself in jail.
Point in Canon: After her murder trial, but before she finds fame in her double act with Velma Kelly. After her name is cleared, Roxie finds that she's been deemed yesterday's news, and Chicago has moved on to the next murderess. She's determined, however, to become a Vaudeville star, so she puts herself out there like crazy, auditioning and trying to make her talent shown. Sadly, it seems there's little interest in a pardoned criminal in murder-hungry Chicago, and Roxie's living a rather lackluster existence.
Character Personality:
Roxie is, simply put, an idiot. Selfish, she is motivated only by that which brings some personal gain to herself. She's not very bright, which can lead to blunders which are completely out of her scope, and which are not in her capacity to understand. She has a tendency to find ways around working hard, gladly paying others to do her laundry or her assigned work while she lounges around talking to reporters and reading fan mail. Speaking of, Roxie absolutely adores attention. As a former chorine on the Chicago stage, she knows how to get attention and how to keep it. The only problem is, she is constantly looked down upon as a two-bit talent (with skinny legs, to boot!), and her attitude makes it hard for others to recognize her talents. Still, she practically begs for attention; she thrives on it, and will go to any length to win it back if she is suddenly ignored.
Another of Roxie's more noticeable traits is her mouth. It is large, and it has a mind of its own. She has a terrible tendency to speak without thinking, and some of the things she says would make Shakespeare himself turn over in his grave. Her grammar is poor, and she has a habit of saying things that make her sound silly and childlike-though, like any true Chicago doll, she can swear like a sailor when need be. When she's not running her mouth or looking for the next material comfort, though, Roxie can be as sweet as the next girl. Really, she's just not that bright, and even at her age, has a sugar-coated view of how the world works and her place in it. Roxie is determined to get out of jail and become a star, no matter how many strings she has to pull and phone calls she has to buy. She may be a murderess, but she is certainly no hardened criminal.
Character Plans: I'd like Roxie to get involved in some shady dealings in Siren's Port, and perhaps find work as a nightclub singer or performer (hell, a stripper if she has to). Beyond that, I'm open to many possibilities.
Appearance/PB: Renée Zellweger
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
[The feed flicks on to show Roxie, curled up on her side on a narrow bed in her new one-bedroom in the Tower apartments. She's not complaining about the condition of the apartment-it's actually a step up from the one she shared with Amos in Chicago and it's certainly better than a jail cell, and here she has the benefit of solitude. No annoying husband, no guards or squabbling jailbirds.
Yeah, Roxie could get used to this. She's just been writing in her journal, but now she's noticed some funny words printed across the top. Curiously, she circles the word 'video'...whatever that is. She squints as a square appears in the page, showing...her face?!]
H-hello...? What the hell-
[There's a shuffling sound as she sits up and places the book in her lap.]
This is screwy. This whole place is kinda screwy though, I guess.
[She waves a little nervously.] If anyone's lookin' at this...I'm Roxie. Roxie Hart. An' I'm new around here.
This sure ain't Chicago.
Third Person Sample
She'd been cooped up in her little flat for two days, a little afraid to go out and explore Siren's Port. Roxie had talked to a couple of other residents, but she'd yet to actually go out and experience all the things they'd told her about. But she was awfully bored, not to mention hungry-the few things she'd picked up from a nearby corner store had been gone since that morning and she'd always had a healthy appetite.
Perhaps the most frightening thing was all the new technology. Roxie wasn't the brightest, but she'd figured out that Siren's Port was in a time quite a bit after where she'd come from. For starters, there was the fact that her journal-NV, as someone had referred to it-could now access some fancy-schmancy network, with talkie pictures and everything. It was all highly disorienting, but she couldn't deny she was curious about it.
Out on the street now, Roxie looked left, then right, blue eyes narrowing against the sunlight filtering down from between tall buildings. She pulled her modest jacket around her self-consciously, shooting surreptitious glances at the people passing on the sidewalk. After a moment, she decided to go right. Either way was unexplored territory.
Name: Jo
Age: 19
AIM SN: joisaverage
email: thereisanoldcliche@gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yes! Formerly at thespiderswalk, currently at guysandolls and betenoire_rp
Currrently Played Characters: None
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Chicago
Canon Format: Movie
Character's Name: Roxann 'Roxie' Hart
Character's Age: 29
What form will your character's NV take? Roxie's NV will take the form of her journal, a frilly-looking book with a lock that's easy to break. The pages are lined in black, and at the top of each page is printed the words 'Text - Voice - Video - Hologram'. It operates quite simply: To make each type of post, that word must be circled in ink at the top. You then proceed according to that medium: Text is merely written on the page, audio is spoken into the page, video is recorded by speaking/looking into the page, and the same goes for holograms. A blank page at the beginning of the book is used to view posts on the network, with the page functioning as a screen, and printed arrows on the side of the page used to scroll up and down with a tap of the pen, as well as crude buttons at the bottom for playing/pausing the video and audio feeds
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities: None
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? Roxie will be able to produce a supersonic screeching noise, capable of stunning others for at least a few minutes. Control, however, will be shoddy at best.
Weapons: None.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: Movie plot/history is here.
Previous to the events outlined above, Roxie was born on a chicken farm in Lubbock, Texas, to parents who were poor but hardworking. Roxie, however, had different ideas about how she wanted to live her life, and at the age of 21, she moved to Chicago to get away from it all. There, in Chicago, she gets swept up in the intoxicating world of jazz clubs and liquor, quickly becoming a regular in the speakeasies and nightclubs. She was a naive young woman, and in many ways still is, but she spent a lot of time dating around and partying, all the while trying to make it on the stage. She found a few jobs as member of a few chorus lines, but never really found her big break. Realizing that she was running out of money and sugar daddies both, Roxie decided it was time to settle down and find someone to foot her bills permanently. Enter Amos Hart; a loveable big lug, he wasn't Roxie's ideal husband, but he would do. She charmed him easily as could be, and before she knew it she was a woman wed.
Roxie was a contented housewife for all of three months before she started becoming restless. It wasn't until shortly after their third anniversary, however, that she began seeing other men, namely Fred Casely, the furniture salesmen who had sold the couple the furniture in their flat. Roxie fooled around with Fred for quite a few months, which quickly escalated into sleeping around. This continued until the fateful night when they had their falling out, leading to Fred's death and Roxie landing herself in jail.
Point in Canon: After her murder trial, but before she finds fame in her double act with Velma Kelly. After her name is cleared, Roxie finds that she's been deemed yesterday's news, and Chicago has moved on to the next murderess. She's determined, however, to become a Vaudeville star, so she puts herself out there like crazy, auditioning and trying to make her talent shown. Sadly, it seems there's little interest in a pardoned criminal in murder-hungry Chicago, and Roxie's living a rather lackluster existence.
Character Personality:
Roxie is, simply put, an idiot. Selfish, she is motivated only by that which brings some personal gain to herself. She's not very bright, which can lead to blunders which are completely out of her scope, and which are not in her capacity to understand. She has a tendency to find ways around working hard, gladly paying others to do her laundry or her assigned work while she lounges around talking to reporters and reading fan mail. Speaking of, Roxie absolutely adores attention. As a former chorine on the Chicago stage, she knows how to get attention and how to keep it. The only problem is, she is constantly looked down upon as a two-bit talent (with skinny legs, to boot!), and her attitude makes it hard for others to recognize her talents. Still, she practically begs for attention; she thrives on it, and will go to any length to win it back if she is suddenly ignored.
Another of Roxie's more noticeable traits is her mouth. It is large, and it has a mind of its own. She has a terrible tendency to speak without thinking, and some of the things she says would make Shakespeare himself turn over in his grave. Her grammar is poor, and she has a habit of saying things that make her sound silly and childlike-though, like any true Chicago doll, she can swear like a sailor when need be. When she's not running her mouth or looking for the next material comfort, though, Roxie can be as sweet as the next girl. Really, she's just not that bright, and even at her age, has a sugar-coated view of how the world works and her place in it. Roxie is determined to get out of jail and become a star, no matter how many strings she has to pull and phone calls she has to buy. She may be a murderess, but she is certainly no hardened criminal.
Character Plans: I'd like Roxie to get involved in some shady dealings in Siren's Port, and perhaps find work as a nightclub singer or performer (hell, a stripper if she has to). Beyond that, I'm open to many possibilities.
Appearance/PB: Renée Zellweger
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
[The feed flicks on to show Roxie, curled up on her side on a narrow bed in her new one-bedroom in the Tower apartments. She's not complaining about the condition of the apartment-it's actually a step up from the one she shared with Amos in Chicago and it's certainly better than a jail cell, and here she has the benefit of solitude. No annoying husband, no guards or squabbling jailbirds.
Yeah, Roxie could get used to this. She's just been writing in her journal, but now she's noticed some funny words printed across the top. Curiously, she circles the word 'video'...whatever that is. She squints as a square appears in the page, showing...her face?!]
H-hello...? What the hell-
[There's a shuffling sound as she sits up and places the book in her lap.]
This is screwy. This whole place is kinda screwy though, I guess.
[She waves a little nervously.] If anyone's lookin' at this...I'm Roxie. Roxie Hart. An' I'm new around here.
This sure ain't Chicago.
Third Person Sample
She'd been cooped up in her little flat for two days, a little afraid to go out and explore Siren's Port. Roxie had talked to a couple of other residents, but she'd yet to actually go out and experience all the things they'd told her about. But she was awfully bored, not to mention hungry-the few things she'd picked up from a nearby corner store had been gone since that morning and she'd always had a healthy appetite.
Perhaps the most frightening thing was all the new technology. Roxie wasn't the brightest, but she'd figured out that Siren's Port was in a time quite a bit after where she'd come from. For starters, there was the fact that her journal-NV, as someone had referred to it-could now access some fancy-schmancy network, with talkie pictures and everything. It was all highly disorienting, but she couldn't deny she was curious about it.
Out on the street now, Roxie looked left, then right, blue eyes narrowing against the sunlight filtering down from between tall buildings. She pulled her modest jacket around her self-consciously, shooting surreptitious glances at the people passing on the sidewalk. After a moment, she decided to go right. Either way was unexplored territory.