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Pappytech said:
I'm sure Asc would let you, we can always use more support characters. I recently helped come up with a minor plot development that kinda gets some of the more minor characters (a.k.a anyone who isn't an eva pilot) more involved. Create you character and try to read through the story so far.Pappytech said:
New post up... creativity spent...blag *falls face first into keyboard*
Addendum (because I like using the word): For those of you who can't do a Google search for the almost-clever trick in my post:
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis+49%3A13&version=KJV
Addendum (because I like using the word): For those of you who can't do a Google search for the almost-clever trick in my post:
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis+49%3A13&version=KJV
Thanks, now I have the Big O Theme song in my head ^_^CJ1145 said:
Hey Asc, I have to say something quickly. We've been fighting for a bit now, but at some point it's gonna become a bit much. So, at some point cords are gonna have to be cut. Then you've got the time limit, etc, blah, blah, blah. Balance my friend, sweet, sweet balance.
Damn, this whole posting at the correct time for flow, making sure our events are consistent, and all the other ins and outs are kinda irking.
Raynoson said:
So if I were to normally describe a sequence I would just make a shorter version in the OOC? I don't mind that.Asclepion said:
Gah, sorry it took me a couple days to get this put together. Trying to get back into the swing of school now that break's over.
Anyway, here's my character sheet for a basic support character (I didn't really define a position for him as I'm rather unfamiliar with NERV's internal structure. I'd be happy to go along with anything you guys might suggest.)
Let me know if anything needs to be clarified or altered.
Anyway, here's my character sheet for a basic support character (I didn't really define a position for him as I'm rather unfamiliar with NERV's internal structure. I'd be happy to go along with anything you guys might suggest.)
Name: David Ashford
Age: 26
Height: 6?4?
Weight: 170 lbs.
Blood Type: A
Character Type: Impact Survivor
Physical Appearance: With the exception of his height, David is entirely unremarkable, just another face in the crowd. A lean build and plain face ensure that very few people ever recall seeing him, when traversing the crowded streets of New Masau.
A shock of well kept, light brown hair, a pair of bespectacled, dull, icy-blue eyes, and a goateed chin dominate his facial features; his extraordinarily average mouth and nose appear to be simply slapped on as an afterthought. When someone takes the time to focus on his features, they quickly note his pale skin, any hint of a tan leeched away by hours spent indoors.
The few people who have seen David?s uncovered body can testify to his somewhat flimsy physique. Thin limbs dangle loosely from bony sockets, ending in a quintet of long digits, a torso lacking any hint of fat is tightly stretched over a clearly displayed ribcage. A spindly neck supports a mid-sized head, the slight bulge of an Adam?s Apple barely visible. Twin towering legs, bifurcated by prominent kneecaps, account for approximately half his height, each supported by a size 11 foot.
However, David?s body is rarely on display; with the exception of his daily showers he?s almost always clothed. If one were to examine his closet, however, they?d be hard pressed to find anything that could be considered casual or relaxing. David is most often seen in one of his dress shirts, a crimson tie typically slung around his neck. Black or khaki slacks, completed by a pair of matching shoes, complete his apparel, as does an appropriately colored suit jacket, when necessary.
Bio/History: David Ashford is a dead man. He may have a pulse, his lungs still work, but rest assured, he is quite dead. Everyone is. But, more on that later.
David?s childhood was fairly normal; raised in Surrey, England, by a loving mother and father. He played with his friends, teased his little sister, explored the countryside, created imaginary worlds, all the things a child should do. Born to a family of strong Protestants, David grew up in the church, spending his Sunday mornings learning about God, the power of His Will, the strength of His Love. From a young age, David was more than happy to embrace these teachings, even if he didn?t fully understand the hidden complexities of his faith. All in all, he led a good, if unremarkable life. He was happy.
Then, everything changed. Then, the Second Impact shuddered throughout the globe. Then, David?s carefully constructed world crumbled around him.
Though England escaped the tidal wrath and climate change brought on by the calamity, the nation was unable to avoid the destructive social shift. As war and conflict began to enshroud the world in a bloody fog, David found himself thrust further and further into isolation. His lifelong home was abandoned, his friends scattered to the winds, his hopes and dreams crushed into oblivion.
His father, a pilot in the RAF, was killed in combat over Pakistan. His mother, once a bastion of strength and morality, turned to drink and despair. His sister, far too young to understand what was happening, was taken in by some government welfare program.
As his entire life was torn to shreds, David clung to two things: His faith, and his books. The first, he turned to out of necessity, out of desperation. Even when life was hell, even when all hope seemed lost, David knew that God was still watching over him, that his life was cared for, that He still had a plan in all this chaos. However, faith didn?t put bread on the table. Books, once portals to other realms of strange beauty and magical adventures, became tools of learning and betterment. Desperately, David devoured any knowledge he could find. If he learned enough, if he became good enough, then there would always be someone who could use him, there would always be some purpose he could serve.
With these twin anchors, his faith and his books, David pulled himself through the hell of the Second Impact. Even when his mother finally succumbed to disease, he kept striding forward, never halting in his quest to reach his full potential. Eventually, he secured a respectable position at some respectable company, putting some small portion of his skills and knowledge to work. It was an unfulfilling life, but it was one that kept him alive. For that, he was thankful. He was? happy.
Then, fifteen years after the Second Impact, a young Japanese boy battled an otherworldly monster to decide the fate of Tokyo-3. Like the rest of the world, David watched in awe as Shinji Ikari battled tooth and nail against the Third Angel. However, while everyone else cheered the youth?s victory, David?s life crumbled around him yet again.
An Angel. A servant of God. A holy messenger. It had descended from the heavens, and attempted to wipe out one of mankind?s last great cities. God wanted man to die. The loving God, the God of peace, of light, of forgiveness that David had always believed in, wanted to wipe away the remnants of mankind. And who was man, to stand in God?s way, to oppose His will?
Every man, woman, and child defiling the Earth with their presence is dead. They still breathe, they still walk, but rest assured they are quite dead. God has declared it. It is Truth.
However, before he dies in this holy plague, in this divine cleansing, David has one last desire: To see the full power of God?s wrath, to watch as His mightiest warriors descend upon the Earth to wipe it clean. The world will burn, and David will praise the God who gives life and takes it away.
David?s goal is to ensure that humanity survives the assaults of the lesser Angels, holding fast until the appointed time, until the final harbinger of destruction alights upon the surface. To reach this goal, he has forced himself to adopt a cold, calculating personality, to become a man willing to do anything and everything to succeed. Money, resources, even human lives mean nothing to him; they are naught but tools.
In order to help guarantee mankind?s temporary survival, David has recently sought a position at NERV. He does not yet know what use they might make of him. Whatever the case, he will do his do all in his power to stand against the Angels, to push them back until the final horsemen swings his scythe. It?s all he has left now.
Other:
Possesses a near eidetic memory, is able to recall information of nearly all subjects with astounding accuracy.
Is skilled with a Browning 9mm pistol, accurate at a range of 50 meters for stationary targets, 30 for moving targets.
Fanatically believes that mankind is destined to survive all but the final Angel. Will not tolerate anyone disagreeing with his beliefs, to the point of violent reactions.
Age: 26
Height: 6?4?
Weight: 170 lbs.
Blood Type: A
Character Type: Impact Survivor
Physical Appearance: With the exception of his height, David is entirely unremarkable, just another face in the crowd. A lean build and plain face ensure that very few people ever recall seeing him, when traversing the crowded streets of New Masau.
A shock of well kept, light brown hair, a pair of bespectacled, dull, icy-blue eyes, and a goateed chin dominate his facial features; his extraordinarily average mouth and nose appear to be simply slapped on as an afterthought. When someone takes the time to focus on his features, they quickly note his pale skin, any hint of a tan leeched away by hours spent indoors.
The few people who have seen David?s uncovered body can testify to his somewhat flimsy physique. Thin limbs dangle loosely from bony sockets, ending in a quintet of long digits, a torso lacking any hint of fat is tightly stretched over a clearly displayed ribcage. A spindly neck supports a mid-sized head, the slight bulge of an Adam?s Apple barely visible. Twin towering legs, bifurcated by prominent kneecaps, account for approximately half his height, each supported by a size 11 foot.
However, David?s body is rarely on display; with the exception of his daily showers he?s almost always clothed. If one were to examine his closet, however, they?d be hard pressed to find anything that could be considered casual or relaxing. David is most often seen in one of his dress shirts, a crimson tie typically slung around his neck. Black or khaki slacks, completed by a pair of matching shoes, complete his apparel, as does an appropriately colored suit jacket, when necessary.
Bio/History: David Ashford is a dead man. He may have a pulse, his lungs still work, but rest assured, he is quite dead. Everyone is. But, more on that later.
David?s childhood was fairly normal; raised in Surrey, England, by a loving mother and father. He played with his friends, teased his little sister, explored the countryside, created imaginary worlds, all the things a child should do. Born to a family of strong Protestants, David grew up in the church, spending his Sunday mornings learning about God, the power of His Will, the strength of His Love. From a young age, David was more than happy to embrace these teachings, even if he didn?t fully understand the hidden complexities of his faith. All in all, he led a good, if unremarkable life. He was happy.
Then, everything changed. Then, the Second Impact shuddered throughout the globe. Then, David?s carefully constructed world crumbled around him.
Though England escaped the tidal wrath and climate change brought on by the calamity, the nation was unable to avoid the destructive social shift. As war and conflict began to enshroud the world in a bloody fog, David found himself thrust further and further into isolation. His lifelong home was abandoned, his friends scattered to the winds, his hopes and dreams crushed into oblivion.
His father, a pilot in the RAF, was killed in combat over Pakistan. His mother, once a bastion of strength and morality, turned to drink and despair. His sister, far too young to understand what was happening, was taken in by some government welfare program.
As his entire life was torn to shreds, David clung to two things: His faith, and his books. The first, he turned to out of necessity, out of desperation. Even when life was hell, even when all hope seemed lost, David knew that God was still watching over him, that his life was cared for, that He still had a plan in all this chaos. However, faith didn?t put bread on the table. Books, once portals to other realms of strange beauty and magical adventures, became tools of learning and betterment. Desperately, David devoured any knowledge he could find. If he learned enough, if he became good enough, then there would always be someone who could use him, there would always be some purpose he could serve.
With these twin anchors, his faith and his books, David pulled himself through the hell of the Second Impact. Even when his mother finally succumbed to disease, he kept striding forward, never halting in his quest to reach his full potential. Eventually, he secured a respectable position at some respectable company, putting some small portion of his skills and knowledge to work. It was an unfulfilling life, but it was one that kept him alive. For that, he was thankful. He was? happy.
Then, fifteen years after the Second Impact, a young Japanese boy battled an otherworldly monster to decide the fate of Tokyo-3. Like the rest of the world, David watched in awe as Shinji Ikari battled tooth and nail against the Third Angel. However, while everyone else cheered the youth?s victory, David?s life crumbled around him yet again.
An Angel. A servant of God. A holy messenger. It had descended from the heavens, and attempted to wipe out one of mankind?s last great cities. God wanted man to die. The loving God, the God of peace, of light, of forgiveness that David had always believed in, wanted to wipe away the remnants of mankind. And who was man, to stand in God?s way, to oppose His will?
Every man, woman, and child defiling the Earth with their presence is dead. They still breathe, they still walk, but rest assured they are quite dead. God has declared it. It is Truth.
However, before he dies in this holy plague, in this divine cleansing, David has one last desire: To see the full power of God?s wrath, to watch as His mightiest warriors descend upon the Earth to wipe it clean. The world will burn, and David will praise the God who gives life and takes it away.
David?s goal is to ensure that humanity survives the assaults of the lesser Angels, holding fast until the appointed time, until the final harbinger of destruction alights upon the surface. To reach this goal, he has forced himself to adopt a cold, calculating personality, to become a man willing to do anything and everything to succeed. Money, resources, even human lives mean nothing to him; they are naught but tools.
In order to help guarantee mankind?s temporary survival, David has recently sought a position at NERV. He does not yet know what use they might make of him. Whatever the case, he will do his do all in his power to stand against the Angels, to push them back until the final horsemen swings his scythe. It?s all he has left now.
Other:
Possesses a near eidetic memory, is able to recall information of nearly all subjects with astounding accuracy.
Is skilled with a Browning 9mm pistol, accurate at a range of 50 meters for stationary targets, 30 for moving targets.
Fanatically believes that mankind is destined to survive all but the final Angel. Will not tolerate anyone disagreeing with his beliefs, to the point of violent reactions.
Let me know if anything needs to be clarified or altered.
Name: Lisa Leonidas
Age: 19
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 180lbs.
Blood Type: AB+
Rank: Lt. Commander
Character Type: Neo-Spartan
Evangelion Type: Pointman
Physical Appearance: Clearly tall, and extremely toned muscularly, thanks to her Neo-Spartan training. Hair is brown, frizzy, and a medium length. Black eyes, tanned skin.
Bio/History: Given up by poor, dying parents to the Neo-Spartan program when she was an infant, Lisa was actually named by the doctors in the Neo-Spartan program after the infamous Spartan king. As she grew, she should an adeptness in all of her subjects, excelling beyond the vast majority of her friends and classmates both physically and academically. The lead scientists naturally wanted her to pilot an EVA as soon as she could, so at age 11 she began to test with EVA units. This is where Lisa experienced her first failure. The EVAs, being living beasts themselves, rejected her, and refused to synchronize with her. At first, it was thought to be a fluke, but after trying to sync with dozens and dozens of EVAs, most of the leading scientists dubbed her as a lost cause. Some scientists, however, kept her with the program and tried endlessly to get her to function with an EVA. As she grew into her later teen years, she noticed more and more of her friends falling into their own respective niches and becoming the best in different fields. Lisa, while great at all, was a master of none. With her friends disappearing due to transfers and accidents, compounded with her inability to pilot an EVA, caused Lisa to turn to drugs. Marijuana was always on her person, which she used to calm herself down. She almost seemed doomed (in her opinion) to a fate of an operator, when suddenly at age 19, she was given a chance to sync with the horribly unlucky Unit 13, which, in a sparring match with a fellow Neo-Spartan, she attained sync rates of 90% while still retaining her individuality. She immediately was fielded as a pilot. Her laid back attitude when with her peers completely disappears when she goes into battle, making her exceptionally deadly when she gets serious.
Other: Heavy marijuana user, foul mouthed, has experimented both sexually and with various drugs.
Evangelion Name: (Unit-13 'The Coffin')
Weapons: Spear, Positron Rifle Mk II, Mas Pistol
Appearance: Tall, like its pilot, rather fox like in appearance with an elongated 'snout' and two triangular horns much akin to ears. Maroon with golden trim all over the body. Has one wing dock on its right side, with latches on its left side where it can put its main weapons when not in use.
Soul: Lonely, due to it being feared by pilots, seeking a friend. Much more passionate than Lisa, easily moved by emotions.
Misc: Believed to be cursed, every pilot to ever set foot inside of it has died within 3 months
Hope this is ok!
Age: 19
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 180lbs.
Blood Type: AB+
Rank: Lt. Commander
Character Type: Neo-Spartan
Evangelion Type: Pointman
Physical Appearance: Clearly tall, and extremely toned muscularly, thanks to her Neo-Spartan training. Hair is brown, frizzy, and a medium length. Black eyes, tanned skin.
Bio/History: Given up by poor, dying parents to the Neo-Spartan program when she was an infant, Lisa was actually named by the doctors in the Neo-Spartan program after the infamous Spartan king. As she grew, she should an adeptness in all of her subjects, excelling beyond the vast majority of her friends and classmates both physically and academically. The lead scientists naturally wanted her to pilot an EVA as soon as she could, so at age 11 she began to test with EVA units. This is where Lisa experienced her first failure. The EVAs, being living beasts themselves, rejected her, and refused to synchronize with her. At first, it was thought to be a fluke, but after trying to sync with dozens and dozens of EVAs, most of the leading scientists dubbed her as a lost cause. Some scientists, however, kept her with the program and tried endlessly to get her to function with an EVA. As she grew into her later teen years, she noticed more and more of her friends falling into their own respective niches and becoming the best in different fields. Lisa, while great at all, was a master of none. With her friends disappearing due to transfers and accidents, compounded with her inability to pilot an EVA, caused Lisa to turn to drugs. Marijuana was always on her person, which she used to calm herself down. She almost seemed doomed (in her opinion) to a fate of an operator, when suddenly at age 19, she was given a chance to sync with the horribly unlucky Unit 13, which, in a sparring match with a fellow Neo-Spartan, she attained sync rates of 90% while still retaining her individuality. She immediately was fielded as a pilot. Her laid back attitude when with her peers completely disappears when she goes into battle, making her exceptionally deadly when she gets serious.
Other: Heavy marijuana user, foul mouthed, has experimented both sexually and with various drugs.
Evangelion Name: (Unit-13 'The Coffin')
Weapons: Spear, Positron Rifle Mk II, Mas Pistol
Appearance: Tall, like its pilot, rather fox like in appearance with an elongated 'snout' and two triangular horns much akin to ears. Maroon with golden trim all over the body. Has one wing dock on its right side, with latches on its left side where it can put its main weapons when not in use.
Soul: Lonely, due to it being feared by pilots, seeking a friend. Much more passionate than Lisa, easily moved by emotions.
Misc: Believed to be cursed, every pilot to ever set foot inside of it has died within 3 months
Hope this is ok!
Approved
, but you have to choose a position.If you want a recommendation, I would say Head of Public Relations. It's relatively powerful, as you have access to classified information and control over the media coming out of Nerv. Under them is the communications directors and officers.
Your character's beliefs are nihilistic and interesting, even though the angels in Evangelion aren't literal angels.
They're more like aliens. Or more accurate, creatures with the power of the fruit of life.
They are each perfect beings, physically speaking, but without knowledge or creativity. They do not reproduce much (being immortal and virtually unkillable), and a world with only Angels would only have about 20-30 of them living on it. Humans have the power of the fruit of knowledge. We live short lives, reproduce frequently, and create civilizations and are blessed with individuality.
If Adam hadn't lost during First Impact, the roles would be reversed- animals invading an Angel-dominated planet. Humans wouldn't have come at the angels one at a time, they would have reproduced like crazy, blitzkrieged technology, and probably used their seed's defensive measures to eradicate the native angels.
Humans in the show are having a hard time because we're on the defensive, and we lost the ability to use the Seed's countermeasures (one Lance of Longinus was lost in orbit, the other was used to seal Lilith and prevent it from growing). So they have to grow artificial angels, cut them up and jam a plug in there so a person can pilot it.
Angels are able to cause instrumentality with Adam.
Humans are able to cause instrumentality with Lilith.
Angels can reunite with Adam just by touching it.
Humans need technologies of divinity to reunite with Lilith.
Whoever unites first destroys the other. And since Angels are much more powerful and need only come into contact with their progenitor to cause Third Impact, humans are left at a disadvantage. And now we have fortress cities, kid supersoldiers and giant cyborg monsters turning Japan into a bloodbath.
Ignore or create your own interpretations as you wish. Welcome.
The team pointman just got his Eva decapitated.
(After taking an unnatural beating from 2 angels within minutes of each other.)
So you're just in time Xb. Maybe choose a country that's loaning one of their pilots to the West African Protectorate until Unit-02 gets her head reattached. Everything's kind of moving towards a conclusion, but I'll fit you in at least 1 good angel fight before the end.
Approved
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Both of you, read what happened up to this point to understand the plot.
Alright, sure, sounds good. I'll edit that into my description.Asclepion said:Approved
If you want a recommendation, I would say Head of Public Relations. It's relatively powerful, as you have access to classified information and control over the media coming out of Nerv. Under them is the communications directors and officers.
Well, yeah, obviously. As confusing as the show can be at times, the origin and nature of the Angels were fairly well explained.Asclepion said:
However, I did get the impression that such details weren't really explained to the public at large, thanks to NERV and SEELE being up to their secret shenanigans. So, I decided to base my character's beliefs on what knowledge the public would have initially received after Shinji defeated the Third Angel, and all the different theories and stuff flying around. Even if David eventually becomes aware of their true nature, he still would have been exposed to all kinds of crazy ideas before getting the real picture.
For anyone else, that wouldn't be much of a problem; they'd just alter their philosophical outlook based on the new facts. Sadly, David's warped fanaticism makes that somewhat impossible, hence his descent into... well, I wouldn't call it nihilism per say, but pretty damn close. A perverted version of fatalism might be more accurate.
Bottom line, on some subconscious level, he has to be aware that his beliefs are flawed. But his unwillingness to hear anyone disagreeing with his beliefs ensures that he's never going to consciously change them.
Fictional philosophical debates aside, alright, awesome! Looking forward to this. Thank you.