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the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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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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Quellcrist Falconer | The Takeshi Kovacs series part 1
Your Name: Jordan
Your Email: wiccanstar602 at gmail dot com
Character:
Character's Name: Quellcrist Falconer
Character's Fandom: Altered Carbon, Broken Angels, and Woken Furies by Richard K Morgan
Character's Home Universe: Quell comes from a universe set about 300-500 years in the future, depending on your point in time in this world. Mankind's understanding of technology has advanced so much that people's entire personalities can be downloaded into pieces of hardware capable of being implanted into the spinal column, known as datastacks. Provided you have the money or influence, one can have their conscious transplanted into new bodies if your current one doesn't suit you, or if you die. Because of this, natural death is only an annoyance. The only thing that truly sticks is permanent damage to a datastack, known as Real Death.
At about the same time, ancient colonies on Mars were discovered that had been built by an alien race. Very little of their technology is understood, but enough was surmised to work hyper gates and FTL drives, allowing man to visit and colonize home worlds, the settlement of which is overseen by a Big Brother version of the UN. Live freely, so long as you don't overthrow your government.
To enforce this policy is a covert group of special UN operatives, known as the Envoy Corps. Envoys are trained in extreme black operation and counter insurgency tactics. When it is suspected that a populace is becoming revolutionary, Envoys have their datastacks uploaded to a relay network called hypercast needles, where they are then given access to ethnically common clone "sleeves" outfitted to counteract any threat they face. To an Envoy, any means is a correct means to maintain the status quo.
Nadia Makita, better known as Quellcrist Falconer, was a radical revolutionary, positing that any government would be better than the oligarchic quasi-royalty that ruled her planet, Harlan's World. Harlan's world is a tropical planet, having much of its surface over 90% water. Aerial technology is extremely limited, being that Martian orbital platforms exist that will shoot anything with a hint of unnatural workings to it that flies 400 meters or more above the planet's surface at any given location.
Because of these conditions, the ruling class, known as the First Families, has taken advantage of this disadvantage, casting the majority of Harlan's World into hedonistic poverty.
Quell was born a member of the aristocracy, a known sympathizer for the planet's proletariat. After working in belaweed planations, she began publishing essays, books, and poetry, some of which inspired many to follow her standard, starting a war known as the Unsettlement. She became a sort of Robin Hood for these people, and her form of anarchy was coined "Quellism". Quell posited that revolutions never die, as long as the people remember. Like the Quellcrist sea plant of Harlan's World, the resistance can die, but as long as parts exist, it can grow once more out of the microbes of a defeated entity. She supported this in an essay she wrote, calling it "the March of History."
The revolution died with Quell, when she was being taken from a battlefield. The airship she was on breached the 400 meter ceiling and was destroyed by an orbital satellite. The revolution, but not the ideas behind it, was destroyed in a single energy blast. Quells words were lived on in such works as Things I Should Have Learned By Now, Poems and Other Prevarications, and The Campaign Journals.
Re: Quellcrist Falconer | The Takeshi Kovacs series part 2
Method of Arrival on Station: Her new sleeve (body her personality inhabits) was retrieved just prior to her tank being popped.
Physical Appearance: image (http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/Julianne_Moore%20-%202%20-%20Freedomland.jpg)
Personality: Quellcrist Falconer is an anarchist. After living the conditions of the low class, she became sympathetic, and helped lead a revolution against the First Families of Harlan's World. She believed that power must be overthrown when the beliefs of a people no longer align with its government. Power, no matter how little, accumulates, regardless of government style, and a new regime must eventually take over when the people no longer matter to them.
Quell was a feminist, regarding the greatest minds as having been female, and that many conflicts were started because of the whims of men. This being said, she treated men as equally as women, as long as they proved competent in her eyes. She had little time and patience for long-winded political dealings, much preferring to work in the here and now.
Quell had an extreme sense of justice. To cause harm to another person merely because one had the ability to do it angered her greatly. When someone thought of another as inferior, she empowered them to rise up and prove the oppressor wrong. She believed piece was an ideal setting for discussion, but had a realist's streak; too many times had she seen things go awry in "peaceful discussions."
On the other hand, she didn't like that even her supporters had become blind followers. During the unsettlement, she wrote in her campaign diaries about how few in her camp seemed to care about the numbers lost in battle, lauding her with "choral fucking approval for everything I do."
Abilities and Skills: Quell is an excellent guerilla warfighter. For every conventional strategy the First Families came up with, she seemed to be one step ahead with a decent counterattack. Because of the ability for her cortical datastack to be transferred into a new body, she was able to live through the Unsettlement until its final day, when she experienced Real Death. Her body is a custom-built genetically engineered body, able to see in infrared, as well as receive strategic updates in her mind. Her bones, muscles, and tendons are enhanced to be durable far above the level of a normal human.
Re: Quellcrist Falconer | The Takeshi Kovacs series part 3
Sample:
It's always a shock to wake up in a resleeving chamber when you die on the battlefield. You remember everything that was going on, can see the very instant that your life was ripped from the mortal coil. When your datastack is placed into a new body, there's no point in time where they set it so you're calm. One instant you're staring at the wrong end of an orbital angelfire strike, and the next you're waking up, spasming and slightly drowning as you inhale the amniotic fluid they've been holding your sleeve in. A friend in the Black Brigades once told me if you prepare yourself for the shock, when you wake up again, you won't feel so bad.
He was full of shit.
All of the above happened as my conscious returned to an active state. I doubted I'd been under for more than a day, a week tops. The Quellists wouldn't want their beloved leader on ice for too long. Not that I minded too much. It could have been just as easy to stick my stack into a virtual suite and let me ride out the shock in there. But it seemed not to be. I sat up bolt straight, sputtering and hacking as my throat burned to clear itself of the fluid. My mind was stuck between the shock of being blown up in a helicopter and trying to remember that it was over, my stack survived.
After some time I blinked my eyes open, slightly pained from their virgin usage. As they focused, something became immediately apparent to me. This wasn't any known sleeving station supporting the Quellists. The thought that the Harlans had managed to obtain my stack was out of the question as well. This barely put-together scrapheap spelled nothing that would dream to be a part of the First Families or anyone that respectfully called themselves residents of Millsport's upper class. This was something new. Something...different.
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