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technokinetic) wrote2012-01-01 02:55 am
technokinetic) wrote2012-01-01 02:55 am
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Your Name/Alias: Frudence
Age: 26
Character: Naoe Nagi
Series: Weiss Kreuz
Character Age: 15
Canon: The protagonists of Weiss Kreuz are four vigilante assassins - in a group called Weiss - who only mark people too powerful to be caught by the normal channels of law & order. Naoe Nagi is not one of them. He is a member of Schwarz, the primary antagonists of the series. Schwarz's four members - Brad Crawford, Schuldich, Farfarello, and Naoe Nagi - were plucked from their former lives so that the limits of their powers could be tested. All four have mutant powers a la X-Men, and Nagi's is telekinesis with the potential for telepathy (later in canon). They were used like pawns by the group Eszett for their new-age-of-humanity-domination plans, and didn't take kindly to it. After some serious plotting and playing Weiss like a fiddle, they managed to kill their three primary oppressors and make their escape. Schwarz went on to basically hide in plain sight until the point I'm pulling Nagi from.
Some people believe that Nagi's age, as well as his crush on the female assassin Töt, makes him the most "innocent" member of Schwarz. The series makes clear that Nagi is just as capable of cruelty as the others - he is simply more calculating about it. He can and has broken bones with his telepathy; brought down a brick and mortar warehouse on top of live people; and he even killed his own mother. He treats talking like a hassle and being around "mundanes" (normal humans) tries his patience. He demands a wide berth of personal space due to being tormented as a child - including by said mother, well before Eszett came along - and is thus also loathe to trust anyone outside of Schwarz. A demonstration of superior power is, however, enough for him to go along with a plan until it's endangers his own well-being.
Nagi is still a 15 year old boy, of the insular party-pooper variety. He has decent hacking skills and utilizes his telekinesis where he can. This includes typing on the computer with it instead of his fingers, making him very lazy, very pretentious, or equal amounts of both, take your pick. Occasionally, he has emotional outbursts so intense that his powers run rampant as a result - for example, the aforementioned warehouse being torn down.
Sample Post:
Too ripe. A statement, not of disappointment, but of fact.
Slowly, the orange floated back down into the pile. Nagi stared dismissively at the rest of them for awhile before selecting another one. That one. Without lifting a finger from the tray in his hands, the orange floated up in a slow arc onto his tray.
"GET MOVING!"
"STOP HOLDING UP THE LINE!"
Nagi glared back at those shouting at him, but didn't say a word - Noisy insects. - out loud, anyway. He let his hands fall to his side and into his pockets while the tray remained levitating in front of him.
He took stock of the situation with cool calculation - as if it wouldn't actually affect him, but rather someone else. There won't be a single quiet place in this whole building. Eating elsewhere is the best recourse-
Someone snatched the orange right off his tray. Nagi stopped immediately. "Put it back," he ordered flatly.
"And if I don't?" The orange started to float up again under Nagi's power, but the bratty young man held on defiantly.
"You would do well to listen next time," Nagi said with the barest hint of scolding in his voice. With that, the orange rocketed towards the nearest window, the man in tow. Both crashed through the window and Nagi didn't even bother to watch.
As the room went silent, another orange slowly drifted towards Nagi and onto his plate. His expression was the same as when he'd entered: completely disinterested. Leaving the building, he didn't spare the man or the other orange a second thought. There is still about an hour before the meeting with Schuldig...
/If that bothered you, you won't survive long here at camp./
Nagi stopped, but didn't look for who was addressing him; it wasn't Schuldig - that was all he needed to know. /Then you don't know me very well - that wasn't being bothered./
/Ruffled feathers, then./ The remark was accompanied by the very sound of feathers ruffling. Or over-reacting. Not worth the effort you exerted./
/There was little effort involved,/ Nagi corrected.
/You're not even wondering who's talking to you./
/Telepathic communication is not a skill developed by mundane beings. That makes this conversation worth having - for a few more minutes anyway./
/Oh, right, Schuldig./ With that, the toucan descended to a stump just off of the path Nagi had been walking. /I take it you two talk often like this./
/It is the preferred method among within our group./
/Good to know./ And the toucan spread its wings. /I guess we'll just have to find some other way of... getting under your skin, haha!/
As it flew off, Nagi smirked a little. /I look forward to it./
Age: 26
Character: Naoe Nagi
Series: Weiss Kreuz
Character Age: 15
Canon: The protagonists of Weiss Kreuz are four vigilante assassins - in a group called Weiss - who only mark people too powerful to be caught by the normal channels of law & order. Naoe Nagi is not one of them. He is a member of Schwarz, the primary antagonists of the series. Schwarz's four members - Brad Crawford, Schuldich, Farfarello, and Naoe Nagi - were plucked from their former lives so that the limits of their powers could be tested. All four have mutant powers a la X-Men, and Nagi's is telekinesis with the potential for telepathy (later in canon). They were used like pawns by the group Eszett for their new-age-of-humanity-domination plans, and didn't take kindly to it. After some serious plotting and playing Weiss like a fiddle, they managed to kill their three primary oppressors and make their escape. Schwarz went on to basically hide in plain sight until the point I'm pulling Nagi from.
Some people believe that Nagi's age, as well as his crush on the female assassin Töt, makes him the most "innocent" member of Schwarz. The series makes clear that Nagi is just as capable of cruelty as the others - he is simply more calculating about it. He can and has broken bones with his telepathy; brought down a brick and mortar warehouse on top of live people; and he even killed his own mother. He treats talking like a hassle and being around "mundanes" (normal humans) tries his patience. He demands a wide berth of personal space due to being tormented as a child - including by said mother, well before Eszett came along - and is thus also loathe to trust anyone outside of Schwarz. A demonstration of superior power is, however, enough for him to go along with a plan until it's endangers his own well-being.
Nagi is still a 15 year old boy, of the insular party-pooper variety. He has decent hacking skills and utilizes his telekinesis where he can. This includes typing on the computer with it instead of his fingers, making him very lazy, very pretentious, or equal amounts of both, take your pick. Occasionally, he has emotional outbursts so intense that his powers run rampant as a result - for example, the aforementioned warehouse being torn down.
Sample Post:
Too ripe. A statement, not of disappointment, but of fact.
Slowly, the orange floated back down into the pile. Nagi stared dismissively at the rest of them for awhile before selecting another one. That one. Without lifting a finger from the tray in his hands, the orange floated up in a slow arc onto his tray.
"GET MOVING!"
"STOP HOLDING UP THE LINE!"
Nagi glared back at those shouting at him, but didn't say a word - Noisy insects. - out loud, anyway. He let his hands fall to his side and into his pockets while the tray remained levitating in front of him.
He took stock of the situation with cool calculation - as if it wouldn't actually affect him, but rather someone else. There won't be a single quiet place in this whole building. Eating elsewhere is the best recourse-
Someone snatched the orange right off his tray. Nagi stopped immediately. "Put it back," he ordered flatly.
"And if I don't?" The orange started to float up again under Nagi's power, but the bratty young man held on defiantly.
"You would do well to listen next time," Nagi said with the barest hint of scolding in his voice. With that, the orange rocketed towards the nearest window, the man in tow. Both crashed through the window and Nagi didn't even bother to watch.
As the room went silent, another orange slowly drifted towards Nagi and onto his plate. His expression was the same as when he'd entered: completely disinterested. Leaving the building, he didn't spare the man or the other orange a second thought. There is still about an hour before the meeting with Schuldig...
/If that bothered you, you won't survive long here at camp./
Nagi stopped, but didn't look for who was addressing him; it wasn't Schuldig - that was all he needed to know. /Then you don't know me very well - that wasn't being bothered./
/Ruffled feathers, then./ The remark was accompanied by the very sound of feathers ruffling. Or over-reacting. Not worth the effort you exerted./
/There was little effort involved,/ Nagi corrected.
/You're not even wondering who's talking to you./
/Telepathic communication is not a skill developed by mundane beings. That makes this conversation worth having - for a few more minutes anyway./
/Oh, right, Schuldig./ With that, the toucan descended to a stump just off of the path Nagi had been walking. /I take it you two talk often like this./
/It is the preferred method among within our group./
/Good to know./ And the toucan spread its wings. /I guess we'll just have to find some other way of... getting under your skin, haha!/
As it flew off, Nagi smirked a little. /I look forward to it./