Post by datrufus on Nov 16, 2012 15:06:22 GMT -5
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"Also some song lyrics
if you so desire
can be placed here
but are not necessary."
THE OOC SECTION
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"Also some song lyrics
if you so desire
can be placed here
but are not necessary."
THE OOC SECTION
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CHARACTER NAMERufus Shinra
CHARACTER DESCRIPTION
Pristine. A word one would probably use when describing Rufus‘ expensive white and black ensemble, a combination of slacks, dress shirt, waist coat, long coat, blazer, and snazzy leather shoes. He is meticulously prim about his appearance, a kind of obsessive care when it concerns his image in public especially. Rufus’ pale blond hair is cut to a feathered length, always slicked towards the back (and adjusted as such when not using his trademark hair stroke). Proud. Rufus is without a doubt one handsome bastard, but the kind that embraces vanity and doesn’t call women back. His fine features well suit his usual smirks, scowls, and nonchalance. The man’s eyes are also equally fitting, being a cold, unchanging steel-blue.
Combined with his usual body language, Rufus is picture-perfect for his position as head of ShinRa Co., and de-facto president of Midgar. To some, he is intimidating, and others just a neatfreak with an attitude and lots of money to throw around. Add in some pricey cologne and the occasional wearing of designer sunglasses, and you have "Mr. President".
CHARACTER PERSONALITY
"A little fear will control the minds of the common people. There's no reason to waste money on them."
There’s no doubt about it, Rufus is pretty full of himself. He’s arrogant, selfish, demanding, and more often cold than not. The man is wealthy, in a position of power, attractive, and he knows it. If Rufus does not feel in control of a situation, then he will do whatever he can to get a grip on it, minding only consequences that blow back badly on him and his company. But usually, this means getting his staff do to it, namely thehis office bitchesTurks without backtalk. He cares little, if at all for the lives outside his inner circle (the Turks with whom he shares a particular bond), and wouldn’t bother with the common folk unless it benefit him and his company.
However, for all Rufus‘ cold and callous behavior, he is not incapable of positive emotion. With the Turks, Rufus shares a near-camaraderie kind of friendship, having much history with them and even having been a part of the group in the past. It can be said that they are the only people whom Rufus respects to some degree (he still gives orders, after all), and could possibly be swayed by. As for closer relationships, the prospect seems highly unlikely, but possible. Rufus would only appreciate someone as ruthless and clever as himself.
CHARACTER HISTORY
Rufus Shinra, born the only legitimate son and heir to the ShinRa company and all it’s assets. His father acted as President of Midgar as well as the C.E.O of the mega-machine which provided power to the land, and it was certain that Rufus would one day take that mantle. The President’s wife, Rufus‘ mother, was largely uninvolved with company affairs, a mostly quiet and obedient woman who cared for her son well enough for a large part of his childhood. Under his mother’s care, Rufus was a good son, and far contrasted the man is he would later become. He excelled in education, was charismatic, and tried hard to win his father’s approval. But relations between the President and his wife began to deteriorate in an ugly manner. The reason for their distance was theorized by many, but the reality remained a mystery. Whatever the reason, Rufus suffered for it. His mother was removed, and a professional caretaker replaced her. It is reasonable to assume this was the beginning of Rufus‘ journey, by the end of which he’d be cruel, bitter, and power-hungry.
As a young man, Rufus served as one of the Turks, where he formed a bond with the longest standing members. But due to the amount of danger such a position opened him to, Rufus‘ father quickly decided against it, and took Rufus off the elite team. As President Shinra aged, he looked more towards his son’s health, occasionally revealing his soft spot for the boy who would be his replacement. But Rufus never saw this side of him and would only see a glimpse well after the man was dead. When the Eco-Terrorist group AVALANCHE rose up and began causing trouble for ShinRa Co., Rufus secretly funded and fed them valuable information in the hopes they would serve to undermine his father. Rufus desperately wanted to grab for power, manipulating his father by insisting that there was a traitor in ShinRa assisting AVALANCHE. He did his best to cover his tracks, but was eventually discovered at the end of it all. Despite the betrayal, Rufus was not stripped of his title or inheritence, nor publicly shamed. Instead, Rufus was sent to live in Shinra mansion at Nibelheim as a kind of temporary exile.
Despite his father’s mercy, Rufus didn’t soften at all from the experience. If anything, he saw weakness in the President and knew his time was coming. And he was right, for when his father was assassinated at his own desk, Rufus wasted no time dropping in to take his birthright. Though evidence suggested otherwise, Rufus didn’t mind blaming AVALANCHE for the murder, taking advantage of the situation to spin the story in a manner that rallied the populace under him. After the take-over, Rufus didn’t hesitate to enact his plans to eliminate AVALANCHE and look for the Promised Land, a place he always suspected to truly exist and be full of precious Mako. During this time, Rufus tried to have Tifa and Barret executed to appease the public during the Meteor panic, but failed. He also hunted Sephiroth all over the planet, the chase ending when the planet’s WEAPONS came forth from Northern Crater and wrought havoc. Eventually, Rufus had the powerful Sister Ray cannon moved to his HQ to combat Diamond Weapon, but the tables were turned and it opened fire on the building, doing tremendous damage to the building and nearly killing Rufus himself.
If it weren’t for the escape passage Rufus built when completing ShinRa HQ, he would have surely died in the blast. But something happened amidst the chaos... Rufus swore the last thing he could recall doing was being hurried into a helicopter to flee Midgar, but that's just it. There was light, an explosion perhaps? Some twisted rush of sound and light, and then... Nothing. The next thing Rufus knew, he was waking up in a field of grass, alone. Utterly and simply alone. There was nothing familiar, and nothing in it's proper place. It certainly didn't feel like any time passed, or that he was so injured as to fall unconscious like that. In the wake of all the confusion, all Rufus knew to do was pick himself up, dust off the jacket, and set off to find out what the hell just happened.
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headlamps making patterns on the wall ,,
THE IC SECTION
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headlamps making patterns on the wall ,,
THE IC SECTION
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"Hello there. You've just arrived in the Distorted World. Why don't you tell me your name, and the first thought going through your head right now?""You can call me 'Mr. President', and the first thought going through my head right now forms a question, 'Who the hell are you, and why am I bothering to answer your inane questions?' "
"That's certainly interesting... forgive me if I don't know what to say to that. So tell me, where are you from?""From Midgar, where people wait on me like the peons they are, and I'd be able to throw you into a dirty cement cell for quizzing me like this."
"Can't say I've ever heard of it. Well, tell me about yourself. What do you do? What are some of your likes and dislikes?""I was, IS, the President and C.E.O of ShinRa Co., the source of power, and controlled the city of Midgar and all civilized lands around. I made sure the commoners were in their place and didn't riot, held the land together by the threads, and made sure my Department Heads weren't messing around like monkeys. As for my interests, who the hell are you again?"
"Ah, that's amazing! And not only do we have some things in common, you're quite the looker, too, aren't you?""You know, you'd look almost as fabulous with a hole bored into your head by a ten millimeter round."
"There's no need to be shy. They always say, if you've got it, flaunt it, right? Anyway, enough about that. Who are you allied with?""(Your character's member group goes here. If you're in need of a list of factions, check the Academy Datanet.)"
"I'm sure you have your reasons... Oh, on another note, how tall are you?""(Your character's response.)"
"Drat! Just four inches too tall. Although... hmm, would you mind if I asked you on a date? Don't worry, I'll buy.""(Your character's response. Try to add in their sexuality.)"
"Finding a venue might be a bit difficult, anyway, since I have no idea where we are... tell me where this is, again?""(Pick the location your character will start from.)"
"Ah, how could I forget? I'd love to vacation here someday, when it's not so foggy... It's scenic, you know?""(Your character's response.)"
"Well, thank you for the lovely conversation! I'm afraid I'll have to be leaving you, though, since I'm going to explode in about three seconds anyway. Buh-bye now!""(Your character's response.)"
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uptown it's dead now but ,,
THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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uptown it's dead now but ,,
THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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ROLEPLAYER NAMEWhat you would like to be called on TWH, if not your character's name.
ROLEPLAYER AGEYour age here.
EXPERIENCENumber of years spent roleplaying.
PASSWORDThe password proving you've read the rules goes here.
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out here no one seems to care at all ,,
THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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out here no one seems to care at all ,,
THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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RP SAMPLEYour roleplay sample goes here. It must not be less than 200 words and, if this is your first application on TWH, MUST be a sample of the same character you're applying for.