Application: He Waits Dreaming
? The Player
Player Name: Em
Age: 26
LJ: cotume27
AIM: cotume27
E-mail: cotume27@gmail.com
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? The Character
Character Name: Hoban "Wash" Washburne
Fandom: Firefly
Canon Point: Post-episode 1x14 "Objects in Space"
Age: 33
Appearance: Wash is a semi-muscular 6'. He has short, strawberry-blond hair, fair skin, and very blue eyes. As far as clothing goes, he prefers either his pilot's jumpsuits or Hawaiian style clothing from Earth-that-was. He has a bright, easy smile and facial expressions that do very little to hide what he's feeling. For a time, he had a truly unfortunate mustache that he shaved off after an incident involving faulty wiring, a fire, and his face. He considered regrowing it, but certain people made it clear it would be in his better interest not to.
Abilities / Powers: Wash is an excellent pilot and driver. He has always been good at getting the most out of the engine of whatever he was driving, even back when he was just driving farm equipment, and by the time he got out of flight school, it had become something of an art form. His time as Serenity's pilot also honed his skill at getting out of tight spots. Though he has nothing on Kaylee, he is also very good at putting broken machines back together, whether or not he has all the proper parts for the job.
Wash prefers to solve things without the use of violence. He is far more likely to get punched in the face than do any punching, and he's more likely to be hiding behind something when fists do start flying. He has no fondness for guns, but he does know the basics of how to work the things and is actually fairly decent at making sure the bullets end up in the right people.
Wash also speaks fluent Mandarin Chinese.
Inventory: Wash comes wearing a Hawaiian style shirt over an olive green pilot's jumpsuit with brown socks and black boots. In his pockets, he has a plastic palm tree, a worn mail claim ticket, and a playing card from a Tall Card deck.
Personality: Wash is easy-going, outgoing, and confident in himself and what he does. He is frequently sarcastic in the face of stress, though he does have a few buttons that can push him over into full anger.
As evidenced by his collection of toy dinosaurs, Wash can be something of a big kid and tends to prefer to not take things too seriously. He has a quick and sometimes dry sense of humor, and always has some sort of joke on hand that might diffuse a tense situation. On the other hand, he does know when to use those remarks and when it’s best just to keep his mouth shut, though it does sometimes get away from him.
He’s not the bravest person around, tending to make more practical suggestions that avoid conflict and get everyone out in one piece as opposed to earning anyone any medals. Once a plan of action is decided on, though, he will follow it and do everything he can to make sure the crew sheds as little blood as is possible.
While he can be a bit of a goof on occasion, Wash does know how to get focused. Behind the yoke of a ship, in extreme danger, he can reach an almost zen-like calm, even when other crew members might be going to pieces behind him. He will do what he can in face-to-face confrontations, though that frequently means that he gets out of the way and lets the others go to work.
Wash’s biggest weakness is his wife, Zoe. Watching her go frequently into danger is something that is remarkably difficult for him to deal with, and he spends a great deal of energy on worrying while she and the Captain are out on jobs. Most of his bouts of insecurity stem from her following Mal and his orders without at least giving a moment’s thought to other possible courses of action. In the event she is badly injured, worry for her can sometimes distract him to the point that it’s all he can focus on until made to work on something else.
Most of the time, Wash will answer aggression with sarcasm. He’s used to dealing with Jayne’s thuggery, and it takes a good bit more than a dig or two to get him truly angry. All the same, he is hardly a pushover, and he will get angry when he feels he has to, which is usually when he feels like people just aren't listening to him.
History: Hoban Washburne was born to second-class citizens on a planet with so much pollution it blocked out the stars. A year after his father died of a common lung disease, Hoban left for flight school, where he graduated second in his class due to computer tampering by one of his classmates.
After graduation, Wash, as he'd been nicknamed for a variety of reasons, served a brief tour as a fighter pilot for the Independents. His ship was shot down after only one mission, and he spent the rest of the war in a POW camp where he entertained the other prisoners with shadow puppets.
Once the war ended, Wash took a few odd jobs here and there before one of his contacts put him in touch with one Malcolm Reynolds. Upon seeing and inspecting the Firefly, it took nearly all of Wash's self-control to not get down on his hands and knees and beg outright for the job, especially since the captain's first mate seemed less than fond of him.
Despite her disapproval, Mal offered him the job, and he took it. For the first while, it was a bit of a pain, dealing with a mechanic who thought more of himself than he had skills. When Mal finally fired the man and took on the girl, he was more than a little relieved. Kaylee clearly had the skills Bester had been lacking, and that made all the difference in how the ship ran.
Somewhere along the way, things changed between him and Zoe. It took time and patience on his part, but she eventually stopped threatening to shoot him, and he considered it a great victory when he finally got her to laugh. He asked her to marry him on one of their rare days planetside, and despite Mal's attempts to order her not to, she accepted and made Wash the happiest pilot in the black.
Several years and innumerable jobs later, Wash was still Serenity's pilot when they stopped in Persephone and picked up Shepherd Book, Laurence Dobson, and Simon Tam. Life got even more interesting with them on board, but Wash couldn't say he didn't love the new challenges carrying two federal fugitives provided him. Though he could've done without the getting tortured.
First Person Sample: You’d think more people would believe more of my stories of things I saw after flight school, just because of some of the wackiness that’s ensued since I’ve been Serenity’s pilot. They never seem to, though.
Like the goslings. I will swear on my entire dinosaur herd that there is a speck of a town on a backwater border moon where there is a spring festival that takes place a few weeks after the eggs of the local geese flocks hatch. In order to celebrate a new generation of those local geese, goslings. are. juggled. Doesn’t do a bit of harm to them, as you have to be fairly accomplished before they let you at the real thing, and people work for years to put up with fighting off a few of the parents to borrow their offspring for an hour or two.
Of course, it’s been years since I’ve seen that little village or anyone that had such pride in their local ornithoids.
Which leads me to the following question:
Could someone please tell me why the gui* my room is covered in feathers?
*gui = hell
Third Person Sample: Wash settled into his chair on the bridge with a sigh. The last few days had been less than fun, and that was probably the understatement of the last few years.
They had taken a job from a friend of a man Mal and Zoe had known during the war. That “friend” had set some truly high demands of the ship and her crew, asking them to get from the rim to the core and back again in under a week. He’d told Mal he could do it, and he hadn’t been lying, but it had definitely put his skills to the hardest test they’d had in a while.
Kaylee’d had it just as bad as he had. The ship was still in need of a good many new parts, and she’d slept as little as he had the last few days, trying to keep the engine room from going up in flames.
Still, it was over, now. They’d been paid well for their troubles, and Mal had promised them all some downtime - and Kaylee some of those new parts - as reward.
He was here instead of his and Zoe’s bunk only because she and Jayne had taken over the galley to clean and put away the assortment of weapons they’d needed over the course of the job. It was a chore he knew little about, and he only tended to get in the way during its completion. She had promised, though, that she would let him know when she was headed toward sleep.
Turning to face out the front windows, Wash kicked his feet up onto the console, deftly avoiding the assortment of buttons and knobs that littered the control panels in front of him, and laced his fingers behind his head, settling in to make sure they didn’t run into any space junk or planets that might decide to get in the ship’s way.
Other: Thanks guys!
Player Name: Em
Age: 26
LJ: cotume27
AIM: cotume27
E-mail: cotume27@gmail.com
Other Characters: Give me time....
? The Character
Character Name: Hoban "Wash" Washburne
Fandom: Firefly
Canon Point: Post-episode 1x14 "Objects in Space"
Age: 33
Appearance: Wash is a semi-muscular 6'. He has short, strawberry-blond hair, fair skin, and very blue eyes. As far as clothing goes, he prefers either his pilot's jumpsuits or Hawaiian style clothing from Earth-that-was. He has a bright, easy smile and facial expressions that do very little to hide what he's feeling. For a time, he had a truly unfortunate mustache that he shaved off after an incident involving faulty wiring, a fire, and his face. He considered regrowing it, but certain people made it clear it would be in his better interest not to.
Abilities / Powers: Wash is an excellent pilot and driver. He has always been good at getting the most out of the engine of whatever he was driving, even back when he was just driving farm equipment, and by the time he got out of flight school, it had become something of an art form. His time as Serenity's pilot also honed his skill at getting out of tight spots. Though he has nothing on Kaylee, he is also very good at putting broken machines back together, whether or not he has all the proper parts for the job.
Wash prefers to solve things without the use of violence. He is far more likely to get punched in the face than do any punching, and he's more likely to be hiding behind something when fists do start flying. He has no fondness for guns, but he does know the basics of how to work the things and is actually fairly decent at making sure the bullets end up in the right people.
Wash also speaks fluent Mandarin Chinese.
Inventory: Wash comes wearing a Hawaiian style shirt over an olive green pilot's jumpsuit with brown socks and black boots. In his pockets, he has a plastic palm tree, a worn mail claim ticket, and a playing card from a Tall Card deck.
Personality: Wash is easy-going, outgoing, and confident in himself and what he does. He is frequently sarcastic in the face of stress, though he does have a few buttons that can push him over into full anger.
As evidenced by his collection of toy dinosaurs, Wash can be something of a big kid and tends to prefer to not take things too seriously. He has a quick and sometimes dry sense of humor, and always has some sort of joke on hand that might diffuse a tense situation. On the other hand, he does know when to use those remarks and when it’s best just to keep his mouth shut, though it does sometimes get away from him.
He’s not the bravest person around, tending to make more practical suggestions that avoid conflict and get everyone out in one piece as opposed to earning anyone any medals. Once a plan of action is decided on, though, he will follow it and do everything he can to make sure the crew sheds as little blood as is possible.
While he can be a bit of a goof on occasion, Wash does know how to get focused. Behind the yoke of a ship, in extreme danger, he can reach an almost zen-like calm, even when other crew members might be going to pieces behind him. He will do what he can in face-to-face confrontations, though that frequently means that he gets out of the way and lets the others go to work.
Wash’s biggest weakness is his wife, Zoe. Watching her go frequently into danger is something that is remarkably difficult for him to deal with, and he spends a great deal of energy on worrying while she and the Captain are out on jobs. Most of his bouts of insecurity stem from her following Mal and his orders without at least giving a moment’s thought to other possible courses of action. In the event she is badly injured, worry for her can sometimes distract him to the point that it’s all he can focus on until made to work on something else.
Most of the time, Wash will answer aggression with sarcasm. He’s used to dealing with Jayne’s thuggery, and it takes a good bit more than a dig or two to get him truly angry. All the same, he is hardly a pushover, and he will get angry when he feels he has to, which is usually when he feels like people just aren't listening to him.
History: Hoban Washburne was born to second-class citizens on a planet with so much pollution it blocked out the stars. A year after his father died of a common lung disease, Hoban left for flight school, where he graduated second in his class due to computer tampering by one of his classmates.
After graduation, Wash, as he'd been nicknamed for a variety of reasons, served a brief tour as a fighter pilot for the Independents. His ship was shot down after only one mission, and he spent the rest of the war in a POW camp where he entertained the other prisoners with shadow puppets.
Once the war ended, Wash took a few odd jobs here and there before one of his contacts put him in touch with one Malcolm Reynolds. Upon seeing and inspecting the Firefly, it took nearly all of Wash's self-control to not get down on his hands and knees and beg outright for the job, especially since the captain's first mate seemed less than fond of him.
Despite her disapproval, Mal offered him the job, and he took it. For the first while, it was a bit of a pain, dealing with a mechanic who thought more of himself than he had skills. When Mal finally fired the man and took on the girl, he was more than a little relieved. Kaylee clearly had the skills Bester had been lacking, and that made all the difference in how the ship ran.
Somewhere along the way, things changed between him and Zoe. It took time and patience on his part, but she eventually stopped threatening to shoot him, and he considered it a great victory when he finally got her to laugh. He asked her to marry him on one of their rare days planetside, and despite Mal's attempts to order her not to, she accepted and made Wash the happiest pilot in the black.
Several years and innumerable jobs later, Wash was still Serenity's pilot when they stopped in Persephone and picked up Shepherd Book, Laurence Dobson, and Simon Tam. Life got even more interesting with them on board, but Wash couldn't say he didn't love the new challenges carrying two federal fugitives provided him. Though he could've done without the getting tortured.
First Person Sample: You’d think more people would believe more of my stories of things I saw after flight school, just because of some of the wackiness that’s ensued since I’ve been Serenity’s pilot. They never seem to, though.
Like the goslings. I will swear on my entire dinosaur herd that there is a speck of a town on a backwater border moon where there is a spring festival that takes place a few weeks after the eggs of the local geese flocks hatch. In order to celebrate a new generation of those local geese, goslings. are. juggled. Doesn’t do a bit of harm to them, as you have to be fairly accomplished before they let you at the real thing, and people work for years to put up with fighting off a few of the parents to borrow their offspring for an hour or two.
Of course, it’s been years since I’ve seen that little village or anyone that had such pride in their local ornithoids.
Which leads me to the following question:
Could someone please tell me why the gui* my room is covered in feathers?
*gui = hell
Third Person Sample: Wash settled into his chair on the bridge with a sigh. The last few days had been less than fun, and that was probably the understatement of the last few years.
They had taken a job from a friend of a man Mal and Zoe had known during the war. That “friend” had set some truly high demands of the ship and her crew, asking them to get from the rim to the core and back again in under a week. He’d told Mal he could do it, and he hadn’t been lying, but it had definitely put his skills to the hardest test they’d had in a while.
Kaylee’d had it just as bad as he had. The ship was still in need of a good many new parts, and she’d slept as little as he had the last few days, trying to keep the engine room from going up in flames.
Still, it was over, now. They’d been paid well for their troubles, and Mal had promised them all some downtime - and Kaylee some of those new parts - as reward.
He was here instead of his and Zoe’s bunk only because she and Jayne had taken over the galley to clean and put away the assortment of weapons they’d needed over the course of the job. It was a chore he knew little about, and he only tended to get in the way during its completion. She had promised, though, that she would let him know when she was headed toward sleep.
Turning to face out the front windows, Wash kicked his feet up onto the console, deftly avoiding the assortment of buttons and knobs that littered the control panels in front of him, and laced his fingers behind his head, settling in to make sure they didn’t run into any space junk or planets that might decide to get in the ship’s way.
Other: Thanks guys!