the_measurers | Application

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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:

Mun: Your Name: Your Journal: (optional) Your Email: Your AIM: (optional) Character: Character's Name: Character's Fandom: Character's Home Universe:(Please either describe a bit of your character's universe or link to a wiki that does so) Canon Point you're taking him/her/it from: (If your character's spent a signifigant amount of time in the game universe, please include it here, including whether they've been on Senburu-Trati'salan a while) Method of Arrival on Station: (see the FAQ for a list of options) Physical Appearance: (You may link to a picture if you like. If they'll be gaining new clothes upon arrival, describe them here) Personality: (at least two paragraphs) Abilities and Skills: (Both human and superhuman. Optional section.) Sample: (At least three good sized paragraphs. Please set this within the game's multiverse. You may use NPCs or characters already in the game as foils for your character in this sample if you wish. Format is prose, either third or first person. You may also use a musebox post or one in <lj site="livejournal.com" user="testrunbox"> as your sample. This post may be slightly shorter than a sample written here, as long as your total length of writing (initial post+your tags) fits the length guidelines.)

ORIGINAL CHARACTER APPLICATION:

Mun: Your Name: Your Journal: (optional) Your Email: Your AIM: (optional) Character: Character's Name: Character's Fandom: (if an original universe based OC, put 'OC' here) Character's Home Universe:(Please describe it. What's it like? Magic? Technology? What is their home culture like?) Method of Arrival on Station: (see the FAQ for a list of options) Physical Appearance: (You may link to a picture if you like. If they'll be gaining new clothes upon arrival, describe them here) Character History: (Their life up to arrival on Senburu-Trati'salan. You don't need to tell us every detail but enough that we get an idea of what shaped them into who they are today.) Personality: (at least two paragraphs) Abilities and Skills: (Both human and superhuman. Optional section.) Sample: (At least three good sized paragraphs. Please set this within the game's multiverse. You may use NPCs or characters already in the game as foils for your character in this sample if you wish. Format is prose, either third or first person. You may also use a musebox post or one in <lj site="livejournal.com" user="testrunbox"> as your sample. This post may be slightly shorter than a sample written here, as long as your total length of writing (initial post+your tags) fits the length guidelines.)

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 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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Personality:

Do to the fact that Doria was raised in a small village where everyone knew and trusted one another, she can often come across as a bit naive in nature. They nature often lends itself to Doria trusting anyone who treats her with even the slightest bit of kindness and diligently taking orders with little question, provided there is nothing blatantly wrong with them. The positive of this ethic comes in the form of Doria's powerful work ethic and how easily she can form bonds with other people. Both of these traits have endeared Doria to her co-workers in the Nuvaria guild, allowing for her to enjoy a peaceful existence within the guild with many a friend and little conflict. It is also worth noting that she is very devoted to her mentor within the guild, a man who goes by the rather enigmatic name of Dol Dona. Doria sees her mentor's zeal for scientific research and the betterment of people and the natural world as an very worthwhile goal and hopes one do she will be in an position to spread her own love of nature to the rest of the world.

In her home town, Doria was known by the townsfolk as an cheery young girl with a intense love of nature seemingly endless supply of energy. Her day commonly consisted of waking up at the crack of dawn to tend to the various animals the town kept communally for food and then spending several hours exploring the local countryside or practicing her natural magic. Ever known as a hard worker by her family and friends, Doria took pride in what she did for the town and the surrounding environs, but ultimately wished she could practice her skills in a bigger place where she could be of use to more then the few hundred people who inhabit her home town.

This intense longing eventually lead Doria to pack her things, wish her family and friends good bye and head for the city of Senith, the largest industrial city on the continent. Upon entering the big city for the first time, Doria found that she was at am loss for what to do with herself. The shear number of people and size of the city itself left Doria alone and awkward, unable to find work of social contact within the sea of humanity that call Senith home. The poor country girl eventually found her place within the massive machine that is Senith, when a representative of the Guild Nuvara, the city's biggest provider of natural products and research, found her practicing her magical skills alone in the park. Doria was soon employed within the guild's biomantic division and took quickly to the role, regaining much of the former glimmer of hope and awe she had back home. his whole episode is evident of another facet of Doria's personality, the fact that she is often feels out of place when far from home and lacking a defined role to fit into. Without the daily routine she maintained in her home town, Doria descended into a slump that she only came out of with her admission to guild Nuvara and the return to a daily routine that came along with it.

Another very important factor within Doria's psyche is the fact that she has a rather addictive personality. This trait didn't show for most of Doria's life, if simply for the fact that she threw herself into care of the town's animals and practicing her magic for hours on end. However, with her move to the city and the complete lack of nature even in surrounding area, Doria had to find something else to fill the void. Failing with a good number of hobbies, Doria took up the slack in her life by volunteering for an after hours project within the guild. This “extra” project, as Dol called it, was actually an experiment in transformation magic, with Doria acting as the test subject. The magically induced transformations took place over the course of several weeks, at a frequency of about twice a week.

The thrill of her body twisting into a new shape became something of a thrill to the young guild mage and left her looking forward to the experimentation each week. Her mentor eventually picked up on this fact and upped the number of experiments to about four weekly. The constant warping of Doria's form led her body to become unstable and take on the properties of the spell that had been cast on her so many times. At first excited to have been gifted with the power to mimic the animals she loved so much and running errands for the guild no other mage could, Doria eventually takes a much darker view of her newly found powers. Finding she was slowly loosing her own identity to the myriad forms she assumed on a daily basis. In her current state, Doria does her best to balance her natural cheeriness with the mental problems that come from loosing one's sense of self.

Abilities and Skills:
Due to her unstable form Doria will take on the physical shape of any being she touches for a period of more then 30 seconds. Her powers are imperfect, however, as she can only take on a general archetype of whatever race the being whom she was copying. In other words any specific mental, magical, or any other unique traits that said being may possess are not taken into Doria's borrowed form.

Doria's unique body structure has also caused her to lose accesses to her original form. In its place Doria has gained access to a form resembling a hybrid of the most recent forms she had assumed before her total break down. The basis of the form is built upon the frame of a merfolk woman, bi-pedal, lithe, and possessing fins and other fish-like traits, mixed with minor traits of the last few forms she has assumed. These non-merfolk traits appear at random and change every time she assumes this hybrid state.

Sample:
Not so long ago the the young woman known as Doria had a peaceful existence, a steady job, and a good relationship with those around her. Now, all of that was gone, she had been cast out of her guild, betrayed by her mentor, and trapped in the form of a common rodent. True, she had escaped the body of inflicted upon her by that wretched turn coat Dol, but did it really matter? Her humanity had been left somewhere in a sterile lab a few worlds over and her body now best resembled the result of some horrific science experiment. As that thought rang depressingly in Doria's head she laughed at what she had just realized. She was a failed experiment, a product of her mentor's twisted desire to achieve mastery of the natural world! Her world had been destroyed that afternoon, and she saw no reason, or way, to ever go back. With that, Doria's mind had reached the present, she had been offered a chance to escape to a new place and accepted without hesitation. If she had nothing nothing to live for at home, Doria thought, she may as well forge a new life in this strange place.

Even that, the young shapeshifter imagined, would be quite the tall order. Her distorted form disallowed her from all but the most brief of contact with other beings and her strange appearance drove away many a person by itself. If one couldn't make contact with another living being, what was there left to do? Doria's answer to this problem was to make way to the station's bar and drink until she forgot the pains of her strange existence. Of course, as per usual, the world would simply not let Doria be as a nearby patron attempted to strike up a conversation. He asked the usual had you been here long, whats your name, and even what her race was. Doria was quick to respond, a bit of alcohol in her system aiding in the rough swiftness of her words.
“In order,” She said in a slightly annoyed voice “No, Doria, and human, you happy now?” The man seemed unmoved by Doria's rudeness, only pushing further with his questioning.
“Really, your human?” He said in a rather blunt manner. “I would have pegged you for some kind of fish-girl.” Doria's annoyance grew as the man questioned her very existence.
“I'm not a fish, I was just in an accident...” Doria began to tear up as her past again welled to the surface. But, she would not allow this questioning to continue she just wanted this man to shut up and leave her be. That in mind, she formulated a way to end this already uncomfortable conversation. “Here, let me show you...” Doria said while removing a glove from her vaguely fish-like hand. She then proceeded to overlay her bare hand with that of the rather annoying bar patron, lingering in that position for almost a minute before ceasing the awkward overlay. The bar patron, startled by Doria sudden advance, looked up from his hand to see an odd sight. Where the fish-girl had once sat was now a young human girl of roughly the same height and weight. The girl smiled at her companion for a second before speaking. “See?” The girl questioned. “I'm a human!” The man nearly feel from his seat at the strange turn of events, he had seen many a thing on the station, but this clearly took the cake for sheer oddity.
“Yeah, yeah you are...” The man stammered before jumping from his seat and dashing for the bar's entrance. Meanwhile, back at the bar, the young woman took another sip of her drink and sighed. Somethings never change...