App for Sweven

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PLAYER INFO

PLAYER NAME » Jay
PLAYER JOURNAL » astrangepair
AGE » 21
EMAIL » Private.
INSTANT MESSAGING » humdrumvee @ aim. Just say you're from Sweven.
OTHER METHOD OF CONTACT » tumblr
HOW MANY CHARACTERS DO YOU CURRENTLY PLAY? » N/A


CHARACTER INFO

CHARACTER NAME » Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America
FANDOM » Marvel Movieverse
CANON-POINT » He's just woken up in present day. Steve's already gone on that little run through Time Square. So right after the end of his movie.

HISTORY » I've punched out Adolf Hitler 200 times.
AU SETTING/PAST GAME HISTORY » N/A

PERSONALITY » 

Steve is a man of his time, and his time is the 1940’s. He’s been asleep in ice for 70 years, so some of his personalities quirks are a bit outdated. He’s working on them though, which I suppose says something about his character. 

Mr. Rogers has always had something of a hero complex about him. He doesn’t like it when people take advantage of others, or when good fails to triumph over evil. He feels, for some reason, that it’s his job to fix things. It’s his job to sneak through enemy territories so he can rescue an entire unit of men out of the jaws of Hydra. It’s his job to get his face bashed in in a back alley because someone wasn’t shutting up during the reel about the army before the movie started. Steve isn’t one to sit down and let someone else save the day. It’s not that he thinks that highly of himself, it’s more along the lines that he doesn’t think anyone else is going to do it. So he stands up and offers himself. 

Steve tried to join the army just short of a million times before Dr. Erskine stepped in. That should say something about him. He falsified information on his records, he changed his name. He lied. He lied so he could go to war. Steve didn’t want to be that pathetic man who couldn’t fight. The army turned him down time and time again and he never once gave up. Dr. Erskine saw that in him - the hero inside that small body waiting to be let out.  Erskine could see it, and it wasn’t until the incident with the grenade that other people started to believe in him. Peggy could see it, too - how could she not after he offered to blow himself up to save her? 

Peggy was something else entirely to him. Steve knew he liked her - how could he not? She was plucky. She stood up for herself and managed to rise quite high in the normally male dominated military ranks. But Steve has never had much luck with the ladies. They confuse him. They say one thing and mean another. Sometimes they’re just...they’re too pretty or too distracting. He doesn’t know how to act around them. Especially now, in the present. Things have changed drastically. Chivalry isn’t something most girls like. Relationships aren’t about courting anymore. They’re about dates and sex and...Steve just isn’t sure how to deal with any of it. He’s trying, but so far he hasn’t had any luck coming across as put together. He’s lucky that most girls seem to think that it’s endearing that he has no idea how to talk to them. 

Because of that, it seems to be that just about everyone likes Steve. It’s hard not to - he’s friendly. He wants to be everyone’s friend - he doesn’t want to be left behind. There’s a kind of hidden desperation in him. He wants to be the hero, he wants to fit in, he wants to have friends. Steve is grasping to be modern but he has no idea how to be that way. He’s stuck in the 1940’s until someone drags him out. SHIELD was trying, but if you ask him, they went about it the wrong way. Steve isn’t a skittish man. He never has been. So why are they treating him like he’s glass?

ABILITIES/WEAKNESSES »

ABILITIES • Super strength • Super speed • Accelerated healing • Enhanced learning • Planning battles • Using a shield to whoop ass  • Super handsome

WEAKNESSES • Been frozen for 70 years • A little skittish around women • Has a Hero complex (Save ALL the people!) • Doesn't understand modern slang • Modern technology is confusing • More than a bit naive

DREAM POWER » Power negation, if possible. So when he's around other people in the dream world, their powers cease to exist. But in order to be not god-moddy, perhaps it only works within a certain distance to him?


CHARACTER SAMPLES

NETWORK SAMPLE » [Video starts, albiet static-y. A large hand covers the lens accidentally and the sound of someone picking it up is heard.] What is this? [The hand is removed, and it reveals a worm's eye view of a handsome blonde man] Is this some sort of...camera? [He brings the device closer to his face. A finger taps on the lens.] Where am I? [He glares at the lens, turns the thing over to look at the back for a maker or a name or something. ] Is this some sort of test? Fury?  Is anyone there? [More tapping on the lens] I'll just...wait here, I guess. [The blonde man looks around the room, for an exit or something he can make into an exit. From the look on his face, there's clearly nothing.] 

LOG SAMPLE » 

There’s a man there, inside the glass box of the meeting room. Steve knows it’s not who he thinks it is, but that doesn’t stop him from walking in and forming the name that falls off of his lips with familiarity. “Howard?” It can’t be Howard. He knows this. Seventy years have passed and as far as he knows, Howard Stark had not been frozen in time like he had. But...the man standing before him looks so remarkably like the genius weapons manufacturer that he knew...It’s ridiculous and impossible and Steve wants so badly for it to be his friend. 

But it isn’t. He’s close though, if you could call it that. The man is Tony Stark, Howard’s son. So Steve’s eyes weren’t lying to him - the two do look remarkably alike. But now that he knows the difference, it’s blindingly obvious. Tony is all sass and snark and Howard was charm and...something else. Something else that just isn’t there in Tony. Or maybe it is and he’s just good at hiding it. Steve doesn’t know and he’s not sure he wants to prod Tony into figuring it out. It hurts too much to look at him. But Steve masks it and puts up a shield. Not his literal one, a defense mechanism - something new for him. It pops right up when someone treats him like he’s glass. He’s not glass. He’s not a delicate little flower. He is Steve Rogers, Captain America. If anyone can adapt to this, he can. 

Steve is so very alone in this world - everyone he’s ever known is dead. Dead and buried and long gone. And he’s here. All alone. It’s hard, but he’s working on it. 

Time passes and Stark offers the Avengers space in his mansion. They all agree and end up moving in. It’s better than SHIELD headquarters, where Steve had been staying. At least in the mansion, he’s got company. At least here, he’s got people around him all the time. Hard to be lonely when the team is so loud and always there taking up space and making him join in on their games.

It all gets to be too much after awhile, and Steve wanders down to see where Tony  has gone. The other man disappears for days at a time and Steve had been inclined to let him be, but if there was a secret quiet place in the house than Steve wanted to find it. He finds the stairs he’s seen Tony descend and makes his way down them. At the bottom he finds a glass wall, and through it he sees Tony’s back bent over something mechanical. Steve’s large hand goes for the handle and tugs on it...only to find that  it’s locked. Steve tries again and nothing changes. 

“I’m sorry, Mr. Rogers, Mr. Stark has requested that he not be disturbed.” A voice sounds from nowhere, sending Steve jumping backwards. Tony’s house is speaking to him. He’s heard and seen Tony speak to the ceiling before, but he still hasn’t got used to it. 

“Uhhh...” He starts, after the initial shock has worn away. It only takes a few seconds for him to adjust to the idea. “I just wanted to see where he goes when he comes down here.” Steve says all of this while looking at the ceiling. He’s not sure how the house picks up his voice, but he saw Tony talking to it while looking up, so he’ll do that too. The ceiling talks back again, “Mr. Stark spends a great deal of his time in his workshop, although there are other rooms downstairs in which he spends time. I expect his current project to take the next several hours.” Steve frowns at the light above him, but then realizes that the house answered his question. Of course, Tony had a workshop. 

“Okay.” Steve murmurs, glancing through the glass walls again. His eyes pass over the Iron Man armor, the other various machines. Nothing looks familiar - it all looks like something out of one of the movies he had seen before the war. None of it looked real, even though he knew it all was. Steve had seen Tony in action in the suit - there wasn’t anything fake about that. He frowned at the ceiling, and the locked door, and turned on his heel to leave. It wasn’t that big of a deal, though he had been curious about the workshop. He’d just find someplace else to hide for awhile. 

ANYTHING ELSE? » N/A