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Pyth ([personal profile] pyth) wrote in [community profile] shatter_ooc2012-10-28 05:36 pm
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Applications Post

Application Rules:

  1. Original characters accepted. Fan characters accepted. Mythological characters accepted. Any combination of the above? Accepted. In fact, we'll pretty much take anybody, with the following exceptions:

  2. No real people who are alive right now, please. Real people who've been dead for a while (i.e. historical figures)? If you're playing a specific fictional version, go right ahead. Otherwise, we'll talk.

  3. If you want to play a character and a version of that character is already in Shatterverse, don't give up just yet. Duplicates are accepted, provided they're reasonably distinct. The easiest way to do that is to bring a fan character in from either an AU timeline, or a different point in canon - say for example, if you want to play Harry Potter and we've already got a version from book seven, why not bring one in from book one?

    As an addendum to this: you can transfer in your characters from anywhere. Read a fanfiction and liked it so much you want to play that version of So-and-So? No problem. Have a character you've been playing at another game and get the sudden urge to throw them into the apocalypse? Well, it'd be nice if you got the permission of the other game's mods first, but we're not going to say no. Do as you like.

    • If you already have one or more characters in the game, proceed directly to the cast list and edit your new character into your list, then join [community profile] shatterverse with the character journal. You can also get in touch with a mod, here or there or anywhere, to let us know about the new character so we can approve them right away and give them an appropriate tag in the IC comm.

    • If you are a new player and not generally known to the mods or the community, please leave a comment in this entry with an IC writing sample or link to past RP and a short description of the character(s) you would like to play. A mod will be along to let you know if you are accepted. On approval, please make your way to the cast list and leave a comment listing your character(s) according to the template, then join [community profile] shatterverse with the character journal.

    • If you are a new player who can be generally vouched for by the existing players and you would like to skip the writing sample step, just get in touch with a mod or a player you know who can pass you along to a mod, and tell us a bit about the character you'd like to play. Then proceed as above. (At Shatter, we codify our nepotism!)
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[personal profile] abyssum_invocat 2013-08-20 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Sinthia Schmidt is, in essence, a child made into an experiment. Written in the Marvel comics universe as the daughter of Johann Schmidt (the Red Skull) and an unidentified woman, she was born human and subsequently--around age seven, by guess--given four distinct superhuman abilities. She can teleport, turn herself intangible at will, manipulate objects and people with telekinesis, and read minds via telepathy. In the comic canon she's aged up to a young adult at the same time, but in the interest of playing her in Shatterverse I've opted to leave her as a child, as well as form her backstory around the Marvel cinematic universe, which is markedly different. This means she'll have come in from roughly the same time as Captain America is set. She may never have met Steve (as I'm playing with the idea that he was male in her world) but does know of him, her father being the type with a grudge and a tendency to monologue at people.


IC Writing Sample: She was somewhere, Sinthia knew, but not where she had been just a moment ago. She'd stopped unintentionally teleporting weeks ago, or so she'd thought, now with a fresh wave of panic sending her skin into gooseflesh. Her surroundings were unfamiliar; this was not the place in Switzerland with the big picture window looking out over the snow and rocks. She'd been there no more than ten seconds ago and had wished to reach out and touch the swirling snow, hands and nose pressed against the glass. (She wasn't supposed to be there, but she'd escaped for a few minutes and would take what delight she could find, where she could find it.)

But now she was standing somewhere utterly different where the sun was undiminished and there was certainly no snow. And she had no idea where anyone she knew was. This couldn't end well.
Edited 2013-08-21 01:18 (UTC)