OOC: Info/Permissions Meme

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 20:12:51 GMT

Name: Badou Nails
Age: Unknown; I've pinned him at 21.
Hair: Orange/red
Eyes: The remaining left one is green. The other is just a mass of scar tissue.
Height: Also unknown. He looks pretty tall; maybe 5'10"-6'...?
Weight: Unknown
Bloodtype: Unknown

...Thanks for nothin', Miwa.

Medical info: He's human. Nothing too special about his medical history, unless you count his ability to run LIEK WHOA. Even though he chain smokes!

Physical Traits: Badou is fairly tall and lean-built with long, red hair and an eye patch over his right eye. He's also got long, thin scars on both sides of his hands. He can almost always be seen smoking...and he seems to wear a lot of camouflage stuff.

What's Okay to Mention: More-or-less anything; Badou's a pretty easy-going kind of guy.

(What's Not Okay to Mention:) HIS TRAUMATIC PAST? That's pretty much it, I guess. Not that he's going to go around telling people about it...

Notes For the Psychics: Badou's brother was killed when he was younger, and it was in the same event that Badou lost his eye and got those scars on his hands. Also I'd imagine that his mental state fluctuates a lot, what with his addiction to cigarettes; the longer he's gone without smoking, the crazier he would get.

Hugging/Kissing/Nicknaming: The first two...he probably won't mind them from women, but guys will probably get decked or yelled at. Nick-naming won't please him, particularly not "eyepatch". I give permission for all three.

Maiming/Killing/Death: Ehhh...ping me first for any of these.

Other facts: Badou is SUPER addicted to nicotine. If he goes too long without smoking he quite literally goes insane. Expect much capslock abuse.

OOC: Application

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 19:39:46 GMT

[Name/Nick] Logan
[Age] 16
[Main Journal] rapidfix

[Character] Badou Nails
[Age] Unknown, maybe early twenties...? I’ve settled on 21.
[Canon] DOGS
[Point of time in canon from which the character is taken] After chapter 28 (the most recent one)

[Background info] Badou hails from a dystopian society and a city built on multiple levels that extend far underground. Murder, gang violence, and all other sorts of crime run rampant, and it’s easy as well as commonplace for a person to get killed, go crazy, or just up and “disappear”. When Badou was younger, he worked with his older brother while he was investigating the depths of the Underground. It was due to this that Badou lost his right eye (and gained nasty scars on both sides of his hands), and how his brother got killed.

These days, Badou is a chain-smoking freelance journalist and photographer often turned gun-for-hire. He often gets jobs with a high risk factor and a low payout due to his balance between laziness and extreme recklessness, and also works part time at a grocery for extra money. Occasionally he teams up with his partner-in-crime, Haine Rammsteiner, for higher-paying jobs, but they do nothing to lower the risk factor. He’s known to blunder on the job quite frequently, causing a lot of havoc and unwanted attention (such as by ticking off a local crime boss and winding up being chased all over the city). Yeah... Luck must be on his side or something.

[Personality] Badou is an extremely lazy and laid back kind of guy; he tends to just live from day to day being some sort of lazy, chain-smoking blob. He has two main concerns: smoking and surviving. Everything else comes second, and he’d rather spend time lying around doing nothing than do anything productive. He tries to keep up an air of having an even-keeled personality, but he’s excitable at his worst and whiny and lazy at his best.

Beyond this, Badou can also be described as a reckless coward (and perhaps a lucky idiot as well). He feels no qualms about voicing his opinion about others, and, paired with his apparent natural talent for getting into sticky situations, he often gets into loads of trouble for it. He likes to claim that he’s tough, but once danger strikes he immediately starts looking for an escape route—lucky for him he’s so good at running away.

Deprived of his cigarettes, though...hoo, boy. Badou is, in every sense of the term, a slave to nicotine. He would quite literally throw himself into the line of fire to get a cigarette. If he is cut off from his addiction for too long, he starts to suffer from serious withdrawals. He becomes increasingly agitated and eventually snaps, dropping his cowardly demeanor for a very nearly psychotic and extremely violent one, and starts beating the daylights out of anything that’s standing in the way of him and his smokes. By which is meant everything in sight.

[Abilities] Badou is human and has no ~~super special awesome~~ special abilities, beyond being surprisingly fast and having killer aim. Take away his cigarettes and give him a pair of MAC-10 submachine guns and he’s set up to cause roughly a metric ton of carnage.

[Other important facts] Badou’s brother was useless at domestic chores, which forced Badou to learn all of them to pick up the slack. So he can sew, cook, et cetera. And he hates being called “Eye patch”. Like burning.

[Sample post] Man, I should’ve known it was a dumb idea to take the train…when have I ever gone anywhere without getting lost? And only I would get the one train that decides it’s gonna be DIFFERENT and go off to the border of nowhere just east of the edge of oblivion instead of sticking to the tracks like a GOOD train should! Now I’m LOST and I’m out of smokes and the train flew back to Neverland or some shit and—FUCK, I don’t even care!

...And what the hell is this?!

Application form for Last Stop Gakuen transfer students:

What’s your problem? Well, let’s see...I’m lost, I’m pissed off, and I haven’t had a smoke since like this morning--OK, maybe not that long, but YOU GET MY POINT.

Your mom. THAT IS THE WORST COMEBACK EVER and I’m insulted anyway.

You’re not so special, you know. ...Yeah, well, what do you know?! You’re just a piece of paper! I could be fucking amazing and you wouldn’t even know!

Oh yeah? See if I care. ...Stupid paper, I bet all your old tree friends are talking about you behind your back.

You're accepted! Please ask the parrot for further information! "Accepted"?! What the hell I didn’t even apply! YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG, DAMN IT.

[Read the rules much?] Yup!
[Further questions] Besides all the ones directed at my sanity? ...None.