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Entanglement Mods ([personal profile] the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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Application

Entanglement has switched over to a dressing room format for now, so applications aren't needed for the time being.

FANDOM CHARACTER APPLICATION:




ORIGINAL CHARACTER APPLICATION:



Whichever application you're posting, please put the character's name, if they're an OC, and their fandom (if any) in the subject line.

Note again that you are allowed to use musebox posts and posts on [livejournal.com profile] testrun_box for your sample. In that case, your total amount of tags written will be added up, so the initial post can be shorter than normal for a sample. You're still required to use a prose format and set the sample in the game universe though.

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[identity profile] burden-of-sin.livejournal.com 2010-12-20 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Sample: Wolfwood was taken for a loss. The question was simple, but he couldn't come up with an answer. What would he, a simple priest, do? He had worked hard to establish his new life, even with the cooperation of the crew who knew his secret, who had seen him when he had first come aboard. He had gained friendship, respect. Amidst the war-torn atmosphere, he had somehow strived and found his Eden. Vash would be proud.
Now, however, his paradise was to be shattered. He knew it wasn't about him. He looked behind him, at the children, parents, and other civilians behind him who would be mowed down if he did not make a stand this moment. His Eden could come, but not at the price of so many innocent lives. And the tyrant's guards were right. There was nothing a priest could do about it. It was time to show them another side to the cleric's life.
"Forced to become the devil himself..." He muttered with an ironic smile as he removed his sunglasses. Behind them were not the warm eyes of a kindly caretaker, but the cold, steely eyes of a man who had spent his life shedding blood. With lightning speed that caught the warriors by surprise, his hand moved and quickly removed the cloth from the cross. As he unleashed a volley of gunfire at the guards, he prayed silently for forgiveness.