the_measurers | 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

Abilities and Skills: Fakir is an exceptionally skilled ballet dancer, both as a soliste and as a danseur noble. He's super flexible and has a wide knowledge of the techniques that make up classical ballet. It is most likely French ballet, judging by the way he holds his arms. He's also handy with a sword, as is necessary when you are the predestined "knight" of a story being written about you and others. Perhaps the most important power he has, however, is the power to alter or even create reality by writing it as a story. The Drosselmeyer machine onboard the ship does what he does in a significantly less powerful, ineffective way. He is particularly gifted in these reality-spinning powers. He is likely not able to completely change the entirety of existence like Haruhi or Scarlet Witch, but he can likely exert his powers to the point where a smaller-scale House of M event would take place, where reality is changed in a fundamental way so that everything from a certain point is different. His flaw is that he is tasked with recording what happend in existence, rather than existence being the thing about which he writes. It is his duty to write down history, and because he writes it, it happens, but if he writes too closely to what is happening, then his story will look like reality rather than reality looking like his story and oh god my brain. The gist of this is that while what he writes becomes reality, that reality which comes into existence has unwritten portions of it to fill up the gaps, and if he writes about those pieces about which he did not initially write, he records what happens rather than causes it, thus creating a recursive loop.

Sample:
It was impossible. She was there one minute, and in the next, she was gone. He waited for her to return, to wink back where she had been, but a day passed, and then two, and when the third sun rose, he had waited long enough. He put his hand on the cold, smooth handle of the door that led to the place where the duck-who-was-a-girl had gone, and slowly pushed the door open.

He set his pen down and looked up at the doorway in what used to be a blank wall only moments ago, and gritted his teeth. He'd made a promise to Duck, a promise he was not about to break. He knew the end of the story of the Raven, he had seen it with his own eyes, written it himself even, but something in his heart made him wonder if it wasn't more of that dreadful Drosselmeyer's doing, or the doing of the Raven's blood. He would have nothing of it. Now that his writing affected more than just Duck, it was Duck he would find first.

He opened the door. On the other side of the threshold was a dirty, metallic hallway with hastily-patched holes in the walls, and a window here and there that looked out into a particularly black night sky. The edges of the scene, around the doorframe, wavered and twitched in a way he'd never seen before (and which he would later liken to computer glitches), but this place was where he would find Duck. He knew, because he wrote the damn story.

He sucked a deep breath through his teeth, balled up his fists, and then rather forcefully stepped through the doorframe.

It wasn't all that comfortable, really, and the difference in gravity did not help either-- being two-thirds of your original weight was a feeling to which he was not quite yet accustomed. The jump between where he had been and where he was just then was something he'd sooner forget than remember, and he coughed to keep the bile from rising in his throat. His first thought was something of a confused, broken one, concerning his own weight and the odd temperature shift and the feeling of being wrenched in two. The second was that he had the acute, familiar feeling he had experienced in the clock tower in Gold Crown town, where the machine Drosselmeyer had created lay.

God dammit.

You know what to do.

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