 [Application]
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Aug. 23rd, 2008 @ 12:06 am 
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Your Name/Alias: Laura
Age: 17
Character: Richard "Richie" Osgood Foley [Alias as "Gear"]
Series: Static Shock
Character Age: 17
Canon: When a perfectly normal day was rent apart by an explosion known as the Big Bang, many ordinary students were gifted with unnatural powers- eventually given the nickname of Bang Babies. Becoming an intelligence-boosted member of this group himself despite not being present at the actual event (the theory was contamination from someone who was there), Richie's hobbies consist of everything from reading comic books to saving the planet alongside his best friend, Virgil Hawkins- better known as Static.
Possessing a cyborg of a backpack, along with various other gadgets, contraptions, and, well, gear designed by none other than himself, Richie makes juggling homework with an after school job look easy. He can be prone to overreacting at times and is probably one of the most terrible liars on the face of the planet, so it can be hard to believe that he's actually brilliant. The constant joking around doesn't help much either, nor does his tendency to let his thoughts wander out on a tangent. Thought you were talking about atoms? Try the displacement theory instead. Although he isn't anything special aside from that, friendship and loyalty are still two traits easily attributed to him. Past issues involving his father's racism bothered him for a while, yet Richie didn't falter in staying true to his friendship. He comes across as your typical teenage slacker, sure, but don't let that fool you in the least. Those machines didn't build themselves, after all.
Sample Post: Okay, alright, on the count of three, two, one-- Ow!! Projectile body limbs. There's a new one. Maybe I'll start an arm collection. Meaning, note to self: The whole innocent maiden in distress thing? So overrated. Now, back! Back, you... you... zombies... Zombies. Riiiight. You know what, that math homework is starting to look great right about now. Less facing off against legions of the undead, and more of those good old fashioned fractions. One more shot, just one more shot here! Ready backpack?
On the count of three again. One, two-- Fail? I didn't even do anything! I didn't ask for a personalized toucan narration either, actually. But... Wait. How does that even work? The next time someone decides to narrate for me, can we screen out the ones that think it's funny to bombard me with lame internet jokes? Please? Ugh, nevermind. I'll just try and ignore them. Somehow. So, ignoring, ignoring-- come ooon, think Richie, think! We've got one poor unsuspecting victim being mercilessly threatened by what appears to be an army of your typical brain-seeking zombies. If I can distract them long enough to get this "Marcy" lady away, I might not have to fight 'em. Guess that means I should... I guess I should...
Enough, enough! I can't concentrate! Will you shut up about going an hero! Do you even realize how much grammar you've just shattered? Look, I'll be glad to discuss it with you and your toucan buddies after, but right now I'm kiiind of busy. No, seriously. What does it take to get a good play by play these days? My reputation is crying. Crying, and writhing in a thousand different kinds of pain. Who's failing now, huh? Not me! Unless they said 'flailing'... Dude, I give up. Ten bucks and a week's worth of comics says that this'll start making sense the day the definition of sense is completely reversed, turned inside out, and run through a blender. Ten buck's also says I'm going to need major therapy once this is done. Probably accompanied by a thesaurus. A really, really big thesaurus. One that can fully attest to me that none of what you've been saying has any known synonyms.
Orrr maybe I'll just ask this Marcy, wherever she is. Hey, Marcy? Marcy, you around? This is the spot they said she'd be, wasn't it? Don't think I could've heard wrong. Kinda funny, though, since there hasn't been anything around here except for that giant tentacle thing in the lake. Talk about your greater than average sushi. Is it... looking at me? No, whoa, wait-- put me down, put me down!
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