Sample Application 1: Debra Morgan, Dexter
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Full Name: Debra Morgan
Fandom: Dexter
Age: late 20's
From When?: S02E01 "It's Alive."
Physical Description/PB: Jennifer Carpenter
Personal History: Debra is the daughter of Doris and Harry Morgan. Harry was a cop, and a well-respected one. When Debra was a very small child, Harry came home with a little boy a few years older than her. His name was Dexter, and Harry had decided to take him in as a foster son. Debra never knew the entire reason for this - that Harry had been having an affair with Dexter's mother, Laura Moser, that Laura was a confidential informant for the Miami PD, and that Laura had been murdered because of the case she was working on with Harry. Dexter was welcomed with open arms into the Morgan family and was eventually adopted by them.
During her childhood, adolescence, and young adulthood, Debra spent most of her time scrounging for her father's attention and approval. Harry spent most of his time with Dexter, again for reasons Debra never knew: that Dexter was a sociopath who craved killing and Harry was teaching him to survive in society.
When Deb was sixteen, Doris Morgan died of cancer. And when she was in college, Harry died of a heart condition. She originally joined the police force seeking Harry's approval, and even years after his death was driven by the ambition to live up to her father's name.
She was originally placed on the vice squad. She answered a domestic dispute call, which led to the arrest of abusive husband Paul Bennet. Deb eventually introduced the wife, Rita Bennet, to Dexter, and Rita and Dex started dating. However, Debra's great ambition was to get into homicide. When a serial killer struck Miami, she got her chance. She and Dexter, now a blood splatter analyst for the MPD, worked together on the case to find all the major clues before the cops could. The Lieutenant, Maria LaGuerta, always had it in for Deb, but eventually even she had to recognize Deb's talents, and reassigned her to homicide and put her on what became known as the "Ice Truck Killer" case.
This serial killer drained his victims of blood and then froze their bodies, leaving them in neat little packages for the cops to find. When he kidnapped a security guard at an ice skating rink and began chopping him up and leaving bloody parts all over Miami - completely different from his normal M.O. - Deb got an anonymous tip (actually from Dexter) that the security guard was being held in an old abandoned hospital.
The guard was hospitalized, and in her visits to question him, Deb met the hospital's prosthetics guy, Rudy Cooper. She and Rudy hit it off and started dating. What she didn't know what that Rudy was not only the Ice Truck Killer, but Dexter's biological brother. He was using Deb to get to Dex, but she didn't catch on until it was too late. Rudy (really Brian Moser) invited her to a yacht, where he overpowered her and tied her up. He intended to have Dexter kill her, but Dex cared too much about her to do it. Deb was unconscious through most of the brothers' exchange, but woke up in time to see Dex prevent Brian from killing her and chase him off.
The whole ordeal left her rather traumatized. She was given leave from her job and more or less locked herself in Dexter’s apartment for a month. When her leave of absence from the force ended, she was called in on a new serial case: dubbed by the papers as the Bay Harbor Butcher Case. The Butcher cut up his victims, put them in trash bags, and dumped their bodies at the bottom of the bay. Divers discovered upwards of thirty corpses, and Deb found the connection between the victims: they all had convictions or were suspects in murder cases. Unbeknownst to the world, the Butcher was actually Dexter, a serial killer who only killed other serial killers. Deb was assigned to the FBI task force charged with bringing the Butcher to justice. And then she ended up here.
Personality: For most of her life, Deb's been influenced by her father, the way he raised her (or failed to), and the legacy he left behind at the police station. Growing up, Harry always paid attention to Dexter to the point where he not only actively ignored Deb, but prevented her from exploring her talents. Everything she knows she's had to teach herself.
This doesn't stop her from wanting her father's attention and approval, even though he's been dead for years. Her whole life, she's been trying to show off and do things to please him but he's only ever had time for Dexter. She joined the police academy to prove herself to him, and she's still struggling to live up to his reputation as a fantastic cop. She is incredibly driven and stubborn, and never ever gives up on a case or a lead because of this need to constantly be proving herself. On the flip side, she can also be a little self-pitying, though usually this is tongue-in-cheek or flippant self-pity, and she can usually take people making fun of her as long as it's done in good humor. She doesn't want attention drawn to her for the wrong reasons or unless she's really earned it. And when she does earn praise, she gets very giddy and excited and sometimes seems a little stunned. Lucky for her, her stubbornness goes hand-in-hand with actual talent, and when she's not doggedly following up on leads she's pretty good at seeing patterns that other people either miss or dismiss.
Deb starts the series off with a lot of bad habits: she smokes, drinks heavily, and has quite the reputation for her incredibly foul mouth. She's also socially awkward and doesn't know how to play the political game. She relies a lot more than she needs to on Dexter for her self-confidence and has a hard time even speaking understandably in the presence of important people. She also blurts stupid things out at really inappropriate moments - a habit that's gotten her in trouble on more than one occasion. She's the straight-forward, calls-it-like-she-sees-it type. Deb also very much believes in the Law and the System, but if push comes to shove she'll put her loved ones first (for example, when the cops try to use her boyfriend as bait to catch a serial killer, she tips him off so he can flee the city).
She is not fond of PDA, and is very much "one of the guys" - she'll go to a bar with her male coworkers and is always quick with a sarcastic comment when one of the forensic techs says something dirty, though she's also quick to label a lot of things "gross."
At the point where I've taken her from, she's having either one fuck of a nervous breakdown or a long series of small nervous breakdowns (or possibly both) thanks to her fiance trying to carve her up into tiny pieces about two months earlier. She doesn't feel too safe on her own, and she always needs to be doing something, even if it's just running on her treadmill for hours on end. She's a little too aggressive, and not always for a good reason, but depending on the situation she is still capable of smiling and nodding and not busting a cap in someone's ass. Other times she just loses it and beats up whoever happens to piss her off the most. She wants to reach out and make emotional connections with people that she feels comfortable with, because she wants to know they have her back, but is clueless as to how to do this. Someone may be getting a really awkward hug at an inconvenient moment.
Non-Supernatural/Non-Superhuman Skills: She has awesome powers of detection, she's in great physical condition, and she's a good shot.
Supernatural/Superhuman Powers: n/a
Power Limitations: n/a
First-Person Writing Sample: Jesus Christ, is this fucking place out of bacon? It's bad enough being in Magical Assfuck Whereverthehell, but seriously. A girl's gotta eat.
Come to think of it, what the hell do we do when the food's gone? Go outside and hunt? Fish in the streams or whatever colloquial bullshit?
Third-Person Writing Sample: Debra was running.
She did it a lot, mostly during the day when the sun was shining. She didn't like being alone in the dark anymore. Tonight, though, she hadn't been able to sleep, and there were no treadmills in this technologically deficient dump. No treadmills, no Dexter, no police force; in fact, this place was devoid of any of the comforts she'd taken for granted back home.
"Makes ya think, doesn't it?" she muttered to herself. Though in truth it didn't make her think, it made her angry. What the hell good was she doing, trapped in this godforsaken pisshole? She should be catching serial killers in Miami, where it didn't get dark at three-fucking-thirty in the afternoon.
Her eyes darted down the side of the building as she rounded the corner, checking for any shadows that moved. "Way to be paranoid, Deb."
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Full Name: Debra Morgan
Fandom: Dexter
Age: late 20's
From When?: S02E01 "It's Alive."
Physical Description/PB: Jennifer Carpenter
Personal History: Debra is the daughter of Doris and Harry Morgan. Harry was a cop, and a well-respected one. When Debra was a very small child, Harry came home with a little boy a few years older than her. His name was Dexter, and Harry had decided to take him in as a foster son. Debra never knew the entire reason for this - that Harry had been having an affair with Dexter's mother, Laura Moser, that Laura was a confidential informant for the Miami PD, and that Laura had been murdered because of the case she was working on with Harry. Dexter was welcomed with open arms into the Morgan family and was eventually adopted by them.
During her childhood, adolescence, and young adulthood, Debra spent most of her time scrounging for her father's attention and approval. Harry spent most of his time with Dexter, again for reasons Debra never knew: that Dexter was a sociopath who craved killing and Harry was teaching him to survive in society.
When Deb was sixteen, Doris Morgan died of cancer. And when she was in college, Harry died of a heart condition. She originally joined the police force seeking Harry's approval, and even years after his death was driven by the ambition to live up to her father's name.
She was originally placed on the vice squad. She answered a domestic dispute call, which led to the arrest of abusive husband Paul Bennet. Deb eventually introduced the wife, Rita Bennet, to Dexter, and Rita and Dex started dating. However, Debra's great ambition was to get into homicide. When a serial killer struck Miami, she got her chance. She and Dexter, now a blood splatter analyst for the MPD, worked together on the case to find all the major clues before the cops could. The Lieutenant, Maria LaGuerta, always had it in for Deb, but eventually even she had to recognize Deb's talents, and reassigned her to homicide and put her on what became known as the "Ice Truck Killer" case.
This serial killer drained his victims of blood and then froze their bodies, leaving them in neat little packages for the cops to find. When he kidnapped a security guard at an ice skating rink and began chopping him up and leaving bloody parts all over Miami - completely different from his normal M.O. - Deb got an anonymous tip (actually from Dexter) that the security guard was being held in an old abandoned hospital.
The guard was hospitalized, and in her visits to question him, Deb met the hospital's prosthetics guy, Rudy Cooper. She and Rudy hit it off and started dating. What she didn't know what that Rudy was not only the Ice Truck Killer, but Dexter's biological brother. He was using Deb to get to Dex, but she didn't catch on until it was too late. Rudy (really Brian Moser) invited her to a yacht, where he overpowered her and tied her up. He intended to have Dexter kill her, but Dex cared too much about her to do it. Deb was unconscious through most of the brothers' exchange, but woke up in time to see Dex prevent Brian from killing her and chase him off.
The whole ordeal left her rather traumatized. She was given leave from her job and more or less locked herself in Dexter’s apartment for a month. When her leave of absence from the force ended, she was called in on a new serial case: dubbed by the papers as the Bay Harbor Butcher Case. The Butcher cut up his victims, put them in trash bags, and dumped their bodies at the bottom of the bay. Divers discovered upwards of thirty corpses, and Deb found the connection between the victims: they all had convictions or were suspects in murder cases. Unbeknownst to the world, the Butcher was actually Dexter, a serial killer who only killed other serial killers. Deb was assigned to the FBI task force charged with bringing the Butcher to justice. And then she ended up here.
Personality: For most of her life, Deb's been influenced by her father, the way he raised her (or failed to), and the legacy he left behind at the police station. Growing up, Harry always paid attention to Dexter to the point where he not only actively ignored Deb, but prevented her from exploring her talents. Everything she knows she's had to teach herself.
This doesn't stop her from wanting her father's attention and approval, even though he's been dead for years. Her whole life, she's been trying to show off and do things to please him but he's only ever had time for Dexter. She joined the police academy to prove herself to him, and she's still struggling to live up to his reputation as a fantastic cop. She is incredibly driven and stubborn, and never ever gives up on a case or a lead because of this need to constantly be proving herself. On the flip side, she can also be a little self-pitying, though usually this is tongue-in-cheek or flippant self-pity, and she can usually take people making fun of her as long as it's done in good humor. She doesn't want attention drawn to her for the wrong reasons or unless she's really earned it. And when she does earn praise, she gets very giddy and excited and sometimes seems a little stunned. Lucky for her, her stubbornness goes hand-in-hand with actual talent, and when she's not doggedly following up on leads she's pretty good at seeing patterns that other people either miss or dismiss.
Deb starts the series off with a lot of bad habits: she smokes, drinks heavily, and has quite the reputation for her incredibly foul mouth. She's also socially awkward and doesn't know how to play the political game. She relies a lot more than she needs to on Dexter for her self-confidence and has a hard time even speaking understandably in the presence of important people. She also blurts stupid things out at really inappropriate moments - a habit that's gotten her in trouble on more than one occasion. She's the straight-forward, calls-it-like-she-sees-it type. Deb also very much believes in the Law and the System, but if push comes to shove she'll put her loved ones first (for example, when the cops try to use her boyfriend as bait to catch a serial killer, she tips him off so he can flee the city).
She is not fond of PDA, and is very much "one of the guys" - she'll go to a bar with her male coworkers and is always quick with a sarcastic comment when one of the forensic techs says something dirty, though she's also quick to label a lot of things "gross."
At the point where I've taken her from, she's having either one fuck of a nervous breakdown or a long series of small nervous breakdowns (or possibly both) thanks to her fiance trying to carve her up into tiny pieces about two months earlier. She doesn't feel too safe on her own, and she always needs to be doing something, even if it's just running on her treadmill for hours on end. She's a little too aggressive, and not always for a good reason, but depending on the situation she is still capable of smiling and nodding and not busting a cap in someone's ass. Other times she just loses it and beats up whoever happens to piss her off the most. She wants to reach out and make emotional connections with people that she feels comfortable with, because she wants to know they have her back, but is clueless as to how to do this. Someone may be getting a really awkward hug at an inconvenient moment.
Non-Supernatural/Non-Superhuman Skills: She has awesome powers of detection, she's in great physical condition, and she's a good shot.
Supernatural/Superhuman Powers: n/a
Power Limitations: n/a
First-Person Writing Sample: Jesus Christ, is this fucking place out of bacon? It's bad enough being in Magical Assfuck Whereverthehell, but seriously. A girl's gotta eat.
Come to think of it, what the hell do we do when the food's gone? Go outside and hunt? Fish in the streams or whatever colloquial bullshit?
Third-Person Writing Sample: Debra was running.
She did it a lot, mostly during the day when the sun was shining. She didn't like being alone in the dark anymore. Tonight, though, she hadn't been able to sleep, and there were no treadmills in this technologically deficient dump. No treadmills, no Dexter, no police force; in fact, this place was devoid of any of the comforts she'd taken for granted back home.
"Makes ya think, doesn't it?" she muttered to herself. Though in truth it didn't make her think, it made her angry. What the hell good was she doing, trapped in this godforsaken pisshole? She should be catching serial killers in Miami, where it didn't get dark at three-fucking-thirty in the afternoon.
Her eyes darted down the side of the building as she rounded the corner, checking for any shadows that moved. "Way to be paranoid, Deb."