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Player Name or Handle: Hannah!
Other Characters Played: Lily, Hawke, Tenel Ka, Kyp, Atton, Kaidan
Character Information
Character Name: Prince Garrett Taliesin
Character Age: 22
Appearance:
Garrett is pretty damn fine. Standing at around 6’1”, he’s lean, muscled and tan – the sort of guy who spends time outside and obviously keeps himself in shape. However, his torso is deeply scarred in places, particularly on his back, and he has a particularly nasty one on his upper left thigh. His hair is dark brown and generally kept shaved close to his head, although in recent months it has grown out to be sort of wavy and floppy. His eyes are a dark grey colour with an interesting spot of brown, and he while he once carried himself with the ease and confidence of a guy who’s been handed everything on a platter, he now holds himself more cautiously, almost tense. He usually has an easy smile or smirk at hand.
Personality:
Garrett is sort of a reformed asshole, you could say. He wasn’t a dick in the sense that he likes to drown children and strangle puppies, but he was the second born child of a royal family who ruled over a relatively peaceful land – getting all of the perks of this and none of the responsibilities helped to form his personality. While he preferred to think of himself as generous – he shared his time, his body, his bottomless wallet, after all! – he was pretty much a selfish brat. It wasn’t that he didn’t think of people outside of himself – he loves his family, especially his sister (no matter how much she enjoys trolling his life) and had no shame about displaying his love for them – but more that, for the majority of his life, he couldn’t see outside his own immediate circle and surroundings. He was very much focussed on his own pleasure, perfectly amiable while he was getting what he wanted, but turning into a pouty, argumentative brat if it was taken away from him without a good reason. And, quite obviously, because he wanted it? No reason was good enough. Basically, he was only really interested into things that could benefit him, something that led to him being a proficient enough swordsman, but nowhere near a master (too much effort), and passing skilled at magic, but only things that he was interested in learning (like certain electricity tricks).
However, the guy has undergone something of a metamorphosis in past months, most of this a result of hard work and trauma. Getting locked in a tower brought out the uglier side of his personality – he was offended, angry, arrogant and rude, haughty and demanding, and once the tower was taken over by an evil wizard, incapable of understanding the seriousness of his situation. He was a prince didn’t that make him untouchable? A lot has happened recently, though, and Garrett’s raw material has been forged into something deeper, kinder – and more traumatised.
He’s willing to think more about the long term, and to put effort into things that don’t have an immediate benefit, or any benefit for him at all. He can look at a situation now and understand why he should care about it, even if it doesn’t affect him and would endanger him to help. The generosity of feeling that he always showed around his family has tempered into a genuine desire to help the people of his country, and he’s gained a greater understanding of the difficulties involved in running a country, and the responsibilities. Where once he might have been jealous of his sister for being the future queen, he now feels that you couldn’t pay him to do the job she’s been preparing for all her life. No longer thinking that he would be THE BEST KING EVER, he acknowledges that he probably doesn’t have the temperament or the skill to be in charge of Risdall.
With this greater maturity has come a bucketful of issues, though. While he is much closer to his companions Chuck and Shelby than he’s been to pretty much anyone outside of his family in his life – to the point of dependence, now – he’s overall a lot more distrustful of strangers than he used to be, and also of people who might need help. Every stranger, he has learnt, is a possible threat, and while he’ll generally always maintain his outer persona of an easygoing, flirtatious guy, he won’t reveal anything too personal, and good luck getting him on his own. He also has issues relating to being in dark, small spaces, being restrained, and being referred to – even in jest – as anything less than human. His captivity and subsequent torture have left deep scars, both on his body and his psyche, and he probably won’t fully recover. Having failed to prevent a pregnant woman from being ritually sacrificed only recently, he’s also likely to be triggered by the sight of another pregnant woman, and thrown into intense memories and feelings of guilt over his inability to have saved her. He’s currently struggling to pretend like everything is okay and maintain that easygoing persona of a lighthearted humorous fellow, but there are times when he can’t handle it and will chew someone out for seemingly no reason, and with occasionally fall into long periods of brooding silence. It doesn’t help that he feels guilt over the death of his parents and the subsequent loss of his country, either.
Still, Garrett is a hardy sort of guy, he’ll get through. He’s currently managed to fall in love with both of his ladies, Chuck and Shelby and unlike his usual smooth manner with the ladies, will probably herpderp around them as he tries to pretend that he’s not. He still views sex in a pretty casual light, though, so it wouldn’t be surprisingly to see him wandering around space, macking on all the ladies and maybe some of the dudes. While he’s mostly into chicks, if a guy happens to catch his eye, he won’t say no (~._.)~ Coming from a land where the oldest child is heir, whether male, female or adopted has given him a pretty easy going attitude towards sexuality
Background:
Garrett Taliesin was born in Dillinger, capital city of the land of Risdall, second child to Queen Gayla and King Nolan. In a land where the eldest child inherits, his sister Natalia (older by five years) was considered the heir to the throne, with Garrett being a handy back up. Natalia was responsible and level headed and looked like she would do a good job and so while their parents impressed a need to be a responsible and fair leader on her, Garrett was doted on and pretty much spoiled rotten. The attention and love he received growing up imbued him with a sense of invincibility that made him into kind of an asshole, as described above. He was a very sociable kid, although he never really figured out who was actually his friend and who was his friend because he was a prince (it was most of them :’|), or even that there was a difference.
He was seven years old when his future marriage was arranged to the newborn Princess Althea of the nearby Abere Islands, but that never really bothered him. It was an aspect of being a prince he’d been brought up with, and the Abere Islands were a patriarchal society anyway, seemed like a sweet deal to his seven year old self. He attended his lessons, but only really paid attention when there was something that really engaged him – and when he was engaged he was a quick learner. He was more interested in hunting and riding, though, a passion that stayed with him into adulthood. He gave sex a shot when he was fifteen in a brothel on a dare, and that was that. The next seven or so years were spent with other young nobles, carousing through the country, hunting, drinking, riding, banging and generally just having the time of their lives. Garrett was always the life of any party, a mix of his bright and friendly personality, and the fact that he tended to throw money around like nobody’s business.
It was Natalia who quietly talked their parents into realising Garrett was out of control. Married and with a newborn son, his sister pointed out that even if he wasn’t going to rule, his future bride was about to come of age and that he was in no way prepared for the political realities of that marriage. So it ended up that Garrett, having been told there was a ‘surprise’ party for him, ended up in a tower far, far away from Dillinger. His parents communicated via magic that he was there to learn some humility, his sister told him he’d brought it on himself, and Garrett raged and pouted and made a fuss until the dragon set down outside his tower.
He thought it was a joke at first, but then his bed was set on fire through the window and he realised that this was nothing he found particularly funny. The tower had been taken over by FRANCIS VON MAGICA, and after his parents couldn’t make contact, they realised they needed some outside help. It wasn’t until the two knights arrived that Garrett found out they’d advertised him as a princess for fear that no one would want to rescue a prince, and it wasn’t until after he didn’t have any choice but to leave with the knights that he realised they weren’t knights at all, but one assassin and a disowned noblewoman who promptly ransomed him off for money, and kept the damn dragon. His life was grand.
He tried talking his way out the first night, running away the second. They tied him to a tree the third night, and on the fourth he tried sexing his way out. Then they laughed at him and Bubbles ate his shoes and he was still tied to a tree. Garrett was beginning to feel that life kind of sucked when the time for the trade off happened, only instead of getting traded off, he nearly got dead when FRANCIS VON MAGICA attacked. His escort was killed and he and Chuck and Shelby barely escaped with their lives. Life was super grand. They made a deal, though – the two ladies would help keep Garrett alive on the trip to return him to his parents, and he would pay them lots of money. So began their misadventures!
The group dynamic slowly shifted as they got to know each other. Garrett was a haughty bastard at first, but staying alive meant pitching in and helping; after a while he started to do it without asking, and found small ways that he could help that they hadn’t thought of. Chuck and Shelby opened his eyes to a world he hadn’t begun to be aware of before – that of commoners, and people whose lives hadn’t been pretty shiny like his. People who were hurt by those who should have helped them. FRANCIS VON MAGICA hounded them mercilessly – Garrett was the key to a bloodless coup, by marrying him to his daughter, and more than that, their offspring would be unimaginably powerful, two magical strong bloodlines mixing together. FRANCIS VON MAGICA wanted his hands on that sort of power. There was a particular adventure where they were spotting in a village; days later, the village was nothing but a scar on the landscape, burnt to the ground.
He grew closer to Shelby first, finding her fascinating and also less likely to hit him. When Chuck was kidnapped by her family, he immediately agreed to help Shelby get her back; he ended up with a fancy hat out of the situation (which later helped FRANCIS VON MAGICA track him down), and a closer relationship with the woman. Chuck was more difficult to get close to – their personalities tended to clash, to say the least. But when Shelby disappeared for reasons unknown to either of them, they were alone together for a month or more and couldn’t help but grow closer as they searched for her. Eventually it dawned upon Garrett that he was sort of in love with both of these fine ladies, which he then promptly decided to ignore – sure he’d suggested a threesome in the beginning, but he was meant to be mature now. Not hounding his friends for threesomes.
Not long after this realisation, they made camp outside a village (having learnt their lesson about staying in villages themselves). Garrett wandered in with a vague thought of buying the girls something nice when a young woman’s cart broke down in front of him. He offered to help her carry her stuff back to her place, which she gratefully accepted. Probably because she was actually FRANCESCA VON MAGICA taking matters into her own hands, and once she got ‘home’, she knocked him the fuck out and took him to a SECRET LOCATION in order to brainwash the shit out of him.
It worked. Not easily, not quickly, and not entirely, but after two months in Francesca’s grasp, Garrett had begun to lose his sense of self. She tortured him, used mind tricks, treated him as less than human; he came to need her, and she decided to test this by taking him along to a sacrifice performed to please their upcoming nuptials. The first sacrifice was to the Mother, a pregnant woman. Seeing this horror unfold was what started to wake Garrett up, but his internal struggle between his own self and the training FRANCESCA VON MAGIC had instilled in him was a difficult, damn near impossible one. The pregnant woman was sacrificed, while he had sat there, unchained, and done nothing. The sight of that death, however, and the overwhelming guilt, broke through his training; Shelby and Chuck showing up a few moments later helped with the rest. With the aid of Bubbles the dragon, they managed to get the fuck out of there.
Recovering from that ordeal was by no means instant; still severely fucked up both physically and mentally, it took Garrett days before he was able to travel. He dealt with his trauma, simply, by not dealing with it; shoving it away into the corner of himself where he wouldn’t have to look at it, think about it, deal with it. He hid his scars from the girls, pretended everything was okay. They made it to Dillinger, finally, only to find that they’d been too late. Realising that trying to use Garrett was apparently not working for them, FRANCIS AND FRANCESCA VON MAGICA had decided to just fucking overthrow the goddamn Taliesin family. Gayle and Nolan were dead, and Natalia was on the run with her husband and son. Garret has had a week or two to absorb this while he and Chuck and Shelby went on the run again, and then he got kidnapped to space. Thanks, Revan.
Special Abilities:
Garrett is moderately talented at his world’s form of magic - which, while consisting of spells and potions and runes for more complicated things, is most based off will and discipline from those who possess it. While he comes from a powerful magical bloodline, Garrett himself never had the patience to bother learning how to use it, so he can mostly just do small, helpful things like heat up a room, create light, and that one electricity trick. Magic involving heat, light, electricity and air comes easier to him than water or earth things.
Sect:
Civilian for now! While he may end up elsewhere, at the point I’m taking him from, Garrett is very uncertain about giving his loyalty to any group he doesn’t fully understand or trust.
Job:
‘Being a prince’ probably doesn’t fly here, huh?
Why do you want to play this character?
Several reasons! The main one is that I would like to play a man character who is more sociable than the other dudes I have floating around, who are more focussed on theirladies small circle of CR. While Garrett is more cautious now, he still likes to talk and flirt with people and be generally sociable, even if he doesn’t trust them. I also really want to play an OC in this game, because I’ve found in the past that playing an OC can offer a different RP experience to playing canon characters, and would also like to try out an OC in an OU setting rather than adapted to AU as I have in the past. Finally, I really, really want to play out this threesome. Like, seriously.
Samples
First Person:
[Ladies and attractive gentlemen, there is one fine hunk of man chest on your screen right now. Not that said manchest appears to realise he’s on anyone’s screen. There’s some pretty recent looking scars twisting in weird patterns there, but nothing too serious]
This – okay, really? Really? [cursing] What happened to ‘oh, we’re done with trying to capture and brainwash Garret, we’re just going to kill everyone and take over without his help’, huh? Not that I exactly appreciated that plan, but seeing as it’s the one you decided to follow, I have to admit that I’m a little confused about why I’m here, and not where I went to sleep last night – on top of a particularly uncomfortable tree root, thanks for steering my life to the point where that’s normal, by the way – and I’m confused about why I’m not dead. Because I’m pretty sure last time I saw you, you wanted to kill me.
[He runs a hand through his hair, looking frustrated]
Where are you? Where are they?
Third Person:
Being assured that von Magica wasn’t behind this particularly kidnapping hadn’t exactly helped Garrett calm down. For some reason, he got a little twitchy, sort of edgy when people decided they could just knock him out and take him off to wherever they please. He couldn’t possibly imagine why that might have been, though, there was certainly no traumatic experience that had taken place to make him feel that way—
Garrett grit his teeth, and then winced slightly as they squeaked together. Gross. Now wasn’t the time to be dwelling on that particular situation, though. No, this was a whole new situation, and if he’d managed to get through the last one safe and whole (and he was safe and whole. Or safe. Or he’d been safe until he’d gotten kidnapped again. Sort of. Point was--) he could get through this one.
“I could get through it better with pants,” he muttered aloud. Droids, he’d been informed, would dispense clothes. He figure he had about thirty second (if he was lucky) to a) figure out what a droid was, b) find one and c) put some clothes on, before Shelby barrelled into the room. Or – all right, she was an assassin, she probably wouldn’t be barrelling. The point was, she had no business seeing his scars (and he didn’t want to think about the fact that she probably already had, captured accidentally on that stupid bloody datapad thing), and so he needed to find clothes. Preferably, five minutes ago.
Anything Else?: The above sample is exactly 250 words, thought you ought to know
Player Name or Handle: Hannah!
Other Characters Played: Lily, Hawke, Tenel Ka, Kyp, Atton, Kaidan
Character Information
Character Name: Prince Garrett Taliesin
Character Age: 22
Appearance:
Garrett is pretty damn fine. Standing at around 6’1”, he’s lean, muscled and tan – the sort of guy who spends time outside and obviously keeps himself in shape. However, his torso is deeply scarred in places, particularly on his back, and he has a particularly nasty one on his upper left thigh. His hair is dark brown and generally kept shaved close to his head, although in recent months it has grown out to be sort of wavy and floppy. His eyes are a dark grey colour with an interesting spot of brown, and he while he once carried himself with the ease and confidence of a guy who’s been handed everything on a platter, he now holds himself more cautiously, almost tense. He usually has an easy smile or smirk at hand.
Personality:
Garrett is sort of a reformed asshole, you could say. He wasn’t a dick in the sense that he likes to drown children and strangle puppies, but he was the second born child of a royal family who ruled over a relatively peaceful land – getting all of the perks of this and none of the responsibilities helped to form his personality. While he preferred to think of himself as generous – he shared his time, his body, his bottomless wallet, after all! – he was pretty much a selfish brat. It wasn’t that he didn’t think of people outside of himself – he loves his family, especially his sister (no matter how much she enjoys trolling his life) and had no shame about displaying his love for them – but more that, for the majority of his life, he couldn’t see outside his own immediate circle and surroundings. He was very much focussed on his own pleasure, perfectly amiable while he was getting what he wanted, but turning into a pouty, argumentative brat if it was taken away from him without a good reason. And, quite obviously, because he wanted it? No reason was good enough. Basically, he was only really interested into things that could benefit him, something that led to him being a proficient enough swordsman, but nowhere near a master (too much effort), and passing skilled at magic, but only things that he was interested in learning (like certain electricity tricks).
However, the guy has undergone something of a metamorphosis in past months, most of this a result of hard work and trauma. Getting locked in a tower brought out the uglier side of his personality – he was offended, angry, arrogant and rude, haughty and demanding, and once the tower was taken over by an evil wizard, incapable of understanding the seriousness of his situation. He was a prince didn’t that make him untouchable? A lot has happened recently, though, and Garrett’s raw material has been forged into something deeper, kinder – and more traumatised.
He’s willing to think more about the long term, and to put effort into things that don’t have an immediate benefit, or any benefit for him at all. He can look at a situation now and understand why he should care about it, even if it doesn’t affect him and would endanger him to help. The generosity of feeling that he always showed around his family has tempered into a genuine desire to help the people of his country, and he’s gained a greater understanding of the difficulties involved in running a country, and the responsibilities. Where once he might have been jealous of his sister for being the future queen, he now feels that you couldn’t pay him to do the job she’s been preparing for all her life. No longer thinking that he would be THE BEST KING EVER, he acknowledges that he probably doesn’t have the temperament or the skill to be in charge of Risdall.
With this greater maturity has come a bucketful of issues, though. While he is much closer to his companions Chuck and Shelby than he’s been to pretty much anyone outside of his family in his life – to the point of dependence, now – he’s overall a lot more distrustful of strangers than he used to be, and also of people who might need help. Every stranger, he has learnt, is a possible threat, and while he’ll generally always maintain his outer persona of an easygoing, flirtatious guy, he won’t reveal anything too personal, and good luck getting him on his own. He also has issues relating to being in dark, small spaces, being restrained, and being referred to – even in jest – as anything less than human. His captivity and subsequent torture have left deep scars, both on his body and his psyche, and he probably won’t fully recover. Having failed to prevent a pregnant woman from being ritually sacrificed only recently, he’s also likely to be triggered by the sight of another pregnant woman, and thrown into intense memories and feelings of guilt over his inability to have saved her. He’s currently struggling to pretend like everything is okay and maintain that easygoing persona of a lighthearted humorous fellow, but there are times when he can’t handle it and will chew someone out for seemingly no reason, and with occasionally fall into long periods of brooding silence. It doesn’t help that he feels guilt over the death of his parents and the subsequent loss of his country, either.
Still, Garrett is a hardy sort of guy, he’ll get through. He’s currently managed to fall in love with both of his ladies, Chuck and Shelby and unlike his usual smooth manner with the ladies, will probably herpderp around them as he tries to pretend that he’s not. He still views sex in a pretty casual light, though, so it wouldn’t be surprisingly to see him wandering around space, macking on all the ladies and maybe some of the dudes. While he’s mostly into chicks, if a guy happens to catch his eye, he won’t say no (~._.)~ Coming from a land where the oldest child is heir, whether male, female or adopted has given him a pretty easy going attitude towards sexuality
Background:
Garrett Taliesin was born in Dillinger, capital city of the land of Risdall, second child to Queen Gayla and King Nolan. In a land where the eldest child inherits, his sister Natalia (older by five years) was considered the heir to the throne, with Garrett being a handy back up. Natalia was responsible and level headed and looked like she would do a good job and so while their parents impressed a need to be a responsible and fair leader on her, Garrett was doted on and pretty much spoiled rotten. The attention and love he received growing up imbued him with a sense of invincibility that made him into kind of an asshole, as described above. He was a very sociable kid, although he never really figured out who was actually his friend and who was his friend because he was a prince (it was most of them :’|), or even that there was a difference.
He was seven years old when his future marriage was arranged to the newborn Princess Althea of the nearby Abere Islands, but that never really bothered him. It was an aspect of being a prince he’d been brought up with, and the Abere Islands were a patriarchal society anyway, seemed like a sweet deal to his seven year old self. He attended his lessons, but only really paid attention when there was something that really engaged him – and when he was engaged he was a quick learner. He was more interested in hunting and riding, though, a passion that stayed with him into adulthood. He gave sex a shot when he was fifteen in a brothel on a dare, and that was that. The next seven or so years were spent with other young nobles, carousing through the country, hunting, drinking, riding, banging and generally just having the time of their lives. Garrett was always the life of any party, a mix of his bright and friendly personality, and the fact that he tended to throw money around like nobody’s business.
It was Natalia who quietly talked their parents into realising Garrett was out of control. Married and with a newborn son, his sister pointed out that even if he wasn’t going to rule, his future bride was about to come of age and that he was in no way prepared for the political realities of that marriage. So it ended up that Garrett, having been told there was a ‘surprise’ party for him, ended up in a tower far, far away from Dillinger. His parents communicated via magic that he was there to learn some humility, his sister told him he’d brought it on himself, and Garrett raged and pouted and made a fuss until the dragon set down outside his tower.
He thought it was a joke at first, but then his bed was set on fire through the window and he realised that this was nothing he found particularly funny. The tower had been taken over by FRANCIS VON MAGICA, and after his parents couldn’t make contact, they realised they needed some outside help. It wasn’t until the two knights arrived that Garrett found out they’d advertised him as a princess for fear that no one would want to rescue a prince, and it wasn’t until after he didn’t have any choice but to leave with the knights that he realised they weren’t knights at all, but one assassin and a disowned noblewoman who promptly ransomed him off for money, and kept the damn dragon. His life was grand.
He tried talking his way out the first night, running away the second. They tied him to a tree the third night, and on the fourth he tried sexing his way out. Then they laughed at him and Bubbles ate his shoes and he was still tied to a tree. Garrett was beginning to feel that life kind of sucked when the time for the trade off happened, only instead of getting traded off, he nearly got dead when FRANCIS VON MAGICA attacked. His escort was killed and he and Chuck and Shelby barely escaped with their lives. Life was super grand. They made a deal, though – the two ladies would help keep Garrett alive on the trip to return him to his parents, and he would pay them lots of money. So began their misadventures!
The group dynamic slowly shifted as they got to know each other. Garrett was a haughty bastard at first, but staying alive meant pitching in and helping; after a while he started to do it without asking, and found small ways that he could help that they hadn’t thought of. Chuck and Shelby opened his eyes to a world he hadn’t begun to be aware of before – that of commoners, and people whose lives hadn’t been pretty shiny like his. People who were hurt by those who should have helped them. FRANCIS VON MAGICA hounded them mercilessly – Garrett was the key to a bloodless coup, by marrying him to his daughter, and more than that, their offspring would be unimaginably powerful, two magical strong bloodlines mixing together. FRANCIS VON MAGICA wanted his hands on that sort of power. There was a particular adventure where they were spotting in a village; days later, the village was nothing but a scar on the landscape, burnt to the ground.
He grew closer to Shelby first, finding her fascinating and also less likely to hit him. When Chuck was kidnapped by her family, he immediately agreed to help Shelby get her back; he ended up with a fancy hat out of the situation (which later helped FRANCIS VON MAGICA track him down), and a closer relationship with the woman. Chuck was more difficult to get close to – their personalities tended to clash, to say the least. But when Shelby disappeared for reasons unknown to either of them, they were alone together for a month or more and couldn’t help but grow closer as they searched for her. Eventually it dawned upon Garrett that he was sort of in love with both of these fine ladies, which he then promptly decided to ignore – sure he’d suggested a threesome in the beginning, but he was meant to be mature now. Not hounding his friends for threesomes.
Not long after this realisation, they made camp outside a village (having learnt their lesson about staying in villages themselves). Garrett wandered in with a vague thought of buying the girls something nice when a young woman’s cart broke down in front of him. He offered to help her carry her stuff back to her place, which she gratefully accepted. Probably because she was actually FRANCESCA VON MAGICA taking matters into her own hands, and once she got ‘home’, she knocked him the fuck out and took him to a SECRET LOCATION in order to brainwash the shit out of him.
It worked. Not easily, not quickly, and not entirely, but after two months in Francesca’s grasp, Garrett had begun to lose his sense of self. She tortured him, used mind tricks, treated him as less than human; he came to need her, and she decided to test this by taking him along to a sacrifice performed to please their upcoming nuptials. The first sacrifice was to the Mother, a pregnant woman. Seeing this horror unfold was what started to wake Garrett up, but his internal struggle between his own self and the training FRANCESCA VON MAGIC had instilled in him was a difficult, damn near impossible one. The pregnant woman was sacrificed, while he had sat there, unchained, and done nothing. The sight of that death, however, and the overwhelming guilt, broke through his training; Shelby and Chuck showing up a few moments later helped with the rest. With the aid of Bubbles the dragon, they managed to get the fuck out of there.
Recovering from that ordeal was by no means instant; still severely fucked up both physically and mentally, it took Garrett days before he was able to travel. He dealt with his trauma, simply, by not dealing with it; shoving it away into the corner of himself where he wouldn’t have to look at it, think about it, deal with it. He hid his scars from the girls, pretended everything was okay. They made it to Dillinger, finally, only to find that they’d been too late. Realising that trying to use Garrett was apparently not working for them, FRANCIS AND FRANCESCA VON MAGICA had decided to just fucking overthrow the goddamn Taliesin family. Gayle and Nolan were dead, and Natalia was on the run with her husband and son. Garret has had a week or two to absorb this while he and Chuck and Shelby went on the run again, and then he got kidnapped to space. Thanks, Revan.
Special Abilities:
Garrett is moderately talented at his world’s form of magic - which, while consisting of spells and potions and runes for more complicated things, is most based off will and discipline from those who possess it. While he comes from a powerful magical bloodline, Garrett himself never had the patience to bother learning how to use it, so he can mostly just do small, helpful things like heat up a room, create light, and that one electricity trick. Magic involving heat, light, electricity and air comes easier to him than water or earth things.
Sect:
Civilian for now! While he may end up elsewhere, at the point I’m taking him from, Garrett is very uncertain about giving his loyalty to any group he doesn’t fully understand or trust.
Job:
‘Being a prince’ probably doesn’t fly here, huh?
Why do you want to play this character?
Several reasons! The main one is that I would like to play a man character who is more sociable than the other dudes I have floating around, who are more focussed on their
Samples
First Person:
[Ladies and attractive gentlemen, there is one fine hunk of man chest on your screen right now. Not that said manchest appears to realise he’s on anyone’s screen. There’s some pretty recent looking scars twisting in weird patterns there, but nothing too serious]
This – okay, really? Really? [cursing] What happened to ‘oh, we’re done with trying to capture and brainwash Garret, we’re just going to kill everyone and take over without his help’, huh? Not that I exactly appreciated that plan, but seeing as it’s the one you decided to follow, I have to admit that I’m a little confused about why I’m here, and not where I went to sleep last night – on top of a particularly uncomfortable tree root, thanks for steering my life to the point where that’s normal, by the way – and I’m confused about why I’m not dead. Because I’m pretty sure last time I saw you, you wanted to kill me.
[He runs a hand through his hair, looking frustrated]
Where are you? Where are they?
Third Person:
Being assured that von Magica wasn’t behind this particularly kidnapping hadn’t exactly helped Garrett calm down. For some reason, he got a little twitchy, sort of edgy when people decided they could just knock him out and take him off to wherever they please. He couldn’t possibly imagine why that might have been, though, there was certainly no traumatic experience that had taken place to make him feel that way—
Garrett grit his teeth, and then winced slightly as they squeaked together. Gross. Now wasn’t the time to be dwelling on that particular situation, though. No, this was a whole new situation, and if he’d managed to get through the last one safe and whole (and he was safe and whole. Or safe. Or he’d been safe until he’d gotten kidnapped again. Sort of. Point was--) he could get through this one.
“I could get through it better with pants,” he muttered aloud. Droids, he’d been informed, would dispense clothes. He figure he had about thirty second (if he was lucky) to a) figure out what a droid was, b) find one and c) put some clothes on, before Shelby barrelled into the room. Or – all right, she was an assassin, she probably wouldn’t be barrelling. The point was, she had no business seeing his scars (and he didn’t want to think about the fact that she probably already had, captured accidentally on that stupid bloody datapad thing), and so he needed to find clothes. Preferably, five minutes ago.
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