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the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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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
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ORIGINAL CHARACTER APPLICATION:
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Note again that you are allowed to use musebox posts and posts on
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Your Name: Murder
Your Journal: N/A
Your Email: storytellingnospam.nospamcrow@gmail.com
Your AIM: Ask for it elsewhere.
Character:
Character's Name: Garrus Varkarian
Character's Fandom: Mass Effect 1/2
Character's Home Universe: http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Mass_Effect_Wiki
Canon Point you're taking him/her/it from: End of Game 1, After Death of Shepard, Quitting C-Sec and not re-opting for Spectre training.
[This is now subject to change, per information that a Shepard may in fact be applying as well!!]
Method of Arrival on Station: Got on a shuttle like everybody else.
Physical Appearance: A giant raptor-like alien with extensive, dense plating and carapace around their entire bodies. THey have ditigrade legs, claws on both toes, fingers and hocks. Garrus himself is a gray-tan in color, with blue tribal marks tattooed on his face.
He tends to dress in blue and greens, preferring cool colors.
http://images.wikia.com/celestial-refresh/images/3/30/Garrus_Vakarian_image1.jpg
Personality: Garrus Varkarian is a bad Turian. His people are very dedicated and disciplined, very much a community-effort, help-each-other, organized people who like the rule of law, and tend not to be very individualistic.
Time has only eroded these traits in Garrus to replace them with cynicism, a loss of direction, and a certain level of fatalism after the events of Mass Effect. A former young officer and definite Daddy's Boy, Garrus served in the military as is traditional for young Turians, followed in his father's footsteps with C-Sec (become a cop, essentially) despite being offered a shot at becoming a Spectre agent because his father's disapproval of the lack of oversight on Spectres and their ability to do whatever, whenever they wanted. His father thought this dangerous, and that everyone needed rules, Spectres included, so he dropped out of the program and went to C-Sec like his father wanted.
It was there that he met and got involved with Commander Shepard as a recruit for the Commander's elite team to handle the hunt for the rogue Spectre, Saren. Once he got a taste of being part of a Spectre's elite team... he really, really liked not having that sticky 'due process' thing, or letting people go because they had good lawyers. The rod crammed up his backside began to loosen.
Then it all went to hell with Shepard's "death" after the defeat of the Reapers - the Citadel denied any existance of the Sovereign/Reaper theat, claiming it was a single rogue Spectre and his sythetic Geth allies that had been responsible. Garrus lost his hope, and his way-- he quit C-Sec and split, taking his gun to the furthest reaches of lawless space to dispense justice out of a barrel and stop taking any damn orders; there, he was called ARCHANGEL - with a Viper rifle of God's own vengence on those who would prey on the weak.
Garrus prefers things in black & white - shade of gray elude him, complicate things. But he's going to learn to factor them into his life, and fast. He doesnt' forgive well, and he's very worried about being a failure or a screw up - he's accepting the idea, very slowly, that he may be a bad Turian who doesn't follow the status quo very well, but he isn't a bad PERSON. He's still trying to find himself.
He takes responsibility for his people an team very serious-- and he honors the memory of Shepard in this way as well, collecting good people around him to fight evil. In game, when they are all murdered by one of their own, he swears revenge, 'an eye for an eye, a life for a life, as the humans say'. The guilt he carries with him is intense, and he cannot forget the sacrifices they gave.
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Abilities and Skills: Despite being an armor-plated alien, Garrus has no real super-powers. He takes a bullet through the carapace, and it's still going to hurt.
He is, however, an excellent technician, has served in the army, and is possibly the best sniper you'll find in Turian space, possibly beyond.
He has been a fantastic cop on his lifetime - tracking down criminals across the known Council spac eand sometimes beyond. A tactical mastermind, master of close-quarter and long range combat, Garrus is a Turian to be reckoned with. He is also proficient with his omni-tool, a hard-light construction that allows him to interface with several types of machinery, as well as overload them. He's not a great engineer, but he gets by.
Sample: Just a little bit of casual fun here: interacting with a non-cast mate (Lily) and a castmate (Tali.)
http://mixed-muses.livejournal.com/1022273.html
REVISION REQUEST
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Not since his time on Omega had Garrus seen a place allowed to fall into disrepair -- not just on a maintenance level (though he was certain somewhere Tali was cursing at the very idea of all this waste) but on a personal level.
Rape in the streets was less common, murder in back allies less likely (so far, at least). But there was still that ever present layer of sentient scum here. Bad people who had no desire to try harder to be good. They were everywhere, creeping in like fungus in the dark places. Even the Citadel -- which would have put this miserable heap to shame -- had it's scum.
Or maybe, he allowed himself to think, you're just getting more and more cynical since everything went to hell. But the Relay had guided his ship to this space, and so he was certain there was a purpose to his being here. Everything in his life so far had been moving him-- with Shepard's team-- toward the inevitable. He just didn't know if he'd find it behind another security desk, or through the scope of his rifle.
Either way, it was time to start finding good places to hide sniper's nests in this heap.
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