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loquacious_raven) wrote2020-06-08 02:06 am
loquacious_raven) wrote2020-06-08 02:06 am
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Player Name: Steahl
Character Name: Jo Raven
Identified Gender/pronouns: She/her
Species: Human
Basics (IC)
Full Name: Josephine Elaine Ravensward, but I go by Jo. Jo Raven if you must.
Family: My father is Senator Richard Ravensward, my mother Irene Truholme-Ravensward. He is, naturally, a senator serving his fourth term in office and she is, respectively, a high profile real estate agent. They are rather concerned with the public image and dislike personal, emotional involvement with projects adopted to enhance said image. Projects such as child rearing for example. Neither has a continued influence in my life though likely they will attempt to take me to task for my errant departure at some point.
Friends: My rearing was such that did not encourage close ties, much less friendships. I had a public group of similarly bred children of an age I was expected to spend social time with during periods I was home but we were not, nor would anyone claim, we were comrades. Likewise my schools were competitive, even cutthroat, in nature and did not allow for such frivolous classifications.
Where did you grow up?: I was born in Boston, Massachusetts in the winter of 2001. Brief holidays from schooling were spent primarily on the family estate or wandering through Boston at odd hours in pursuit of research material for my writing.
What was your childhood like?: My early life can be best describe as a high velocity gauntlet of expectation and social engagement. My pre-schooling years had some alleviation in the form of governesses and nannies I was quite fond of but then came the boarding schools and the 'fast track'. My parents expected me to become a lawyer, as that would be useful, or failing that a CEO. My compatriots in schooling were badgers and wolverines in human guise more than happy to tear the throats of their competition if it meant one further mark in the proper areas. This is where I gained my habit of consuming coffee and a tendency to expand my sentences by no fewer than eleven words when in public.
What are your plans for the future?: Honestly at this point it seems I'm likely to become a reclusive and unknown author of a variety of publications. I suppose it would be nearly gothically appropriate to never allow photos of myself and dwell in and unknown location.
Personality (IC)
What do you feel are your greatest strengths: Mental Acuity, my vocabulary, and my honesty.
What are your greatest flaws: Most have described me as prickly, perhaps even acidic at times, though the general term among my nominal age group is 'a frigid bitch'. A delightful moniker I assure you. Perhaps the best summation would be the fact I am wary of the intent of others and tend to be reserved due to such.
How do you treat others: I prefer to think myself polite in tonality, if cool, and honest.
What do you look for in friends: I have any number of ideas for what friends should be like in my writings. It would be trite to casually pluck forth a handful of those definitions though instead of weighing the question properly. I could chart a character tree perhaps, some mythical plan for what an ideal person at my back or side should meet, but that would be naive. Perhaps best to say I'd very much enjoy the ability to trust another and will leave further traits up to those who meet that high measurement.
How do you handle confrontation: Verbally to a rather intense degree.
What is a day off like for you: I do not currently consider myself as having 'days off' such as most would ascribe. I am currently engaged, of my own accord, in a walking tour of Europe with no particular destination in mind and lacking a need to force myself to rest from such. When at leisure, perhaps, it would be a rather boring period for another to observe; had I slept the night prior I would wake, drink coffee, take a morning run, return for a meal taken while writing, refill my coffee mug an inordinate number of times throughout the day, and continue writing. I can be rather mono-focused when necessary. Come evening I'd likely take another run, and take a meal at a cafe or pub to observe others while writing once more.
Addictions: I have required coffee to function since a rather young age, and I suppose most would consider my penning of tales an addiction as well.
Are you a leader type, explain: Given experience in debate and defense of my statements I believe I can arrest attention, but I would not care to lead others if I must be honest.
Are you curious or cautious, explain: I am perhaps fatalistically driven to observe and record tales, whether this may be along safe paths or non, and given I am a nineteen year old engaged in walking a foreign land alone the argument could be made that my personal judgement on such may be terribly compromised. I assure anyone reading this application that it is still a far better fate than that which I left behind me.
School (IC)
Major:Literature, and likely Polisci
Financial Assistance: Unnecessary as my current engagement in walking has not eaten into the college fund I liberated from parental control upon leaving.
Are you going home for the holidays: Should I ever state an intent to do so I ask the faculty restrain and sedate me as I am likely ill.
Any objects of Power you need faculty to be aware of/store: I have an abundance of notebooks, journals, and pens but their power lies entirely within transcription of story and word and nothing more.
Any powers faculty need to handle: Unless a distractingly boundless imagination for prose and plot is a power, no.
Pets or familiars you need to house: Upon my travels I encountered and adopted a young raven with a mangled wing. A kind innkeeper was able to help me set the break, and I have since adopted the young bird and dubbed him 'Munin'. It is unlikely he will be able to properly fly once more so I will be providing him shelter and care.
Powers (IC)
Abilities: I implore the reviewer to see the above response, prior to discourse on Munin.
Are these hereditary: It is possible, there is a history of schizophrenia in the family lines and my own splintered tales could be the onset of such. Medically I will check in as necessary for testing in this regard.
Do you know how to use these abilities: I submit that having published works indicates that indeed, I can wrest a degree of sensibility from my own mind, but I do also admit that publishers may be fickle and being published in America is not precisely a Herculean task.
Are you a hero or have a Fated Destiny: I write upon such, not live them, if I were even, indeed, able.
Powers (OOC)
Abilities: Jo's bloodline is a bound one, a binding that has shifted into a curse over the generations of having no idea what they are. Once upon a time the triune Celtic goddess, The Morrigan, was bound into a bloodline of her people, to prevent their descent into battle madness after the plagues. The Ravensward's were to continue the work of aspects of this power, gathering the tales of the fallen, seeing they are remembered as such should be for their peace and rest, and to see information for vengeance reaches those it need must. In return for this service they were protected, safe from influence by the dead. Neither undead, ghost, or stray creature in their employ could influence a Ravensward.
In times past this led to family in the constabulary, detectives, and yes writers, but breeding and moving of the family to America shifted things. The stories began to be viewed as madness, that crazy sibling or aunt who lived in the attic, no context or grounding. Likewise the protections twisted as well, leading to Jo who literally cannot perceive the dead at all. She cannot see dead bodies even if she trips over them, she can't see a vampire even if they try to bite her, and that realization will be terrifying for her. The dead still cannot influence her, read her mind, or in the case of vampires or the like, manage to feed on her, but that does not mean she cannot be terrorized by the invisible and silent.
What she CAN do is transcribe the lives of the fallen. Everywhere she goes entire lifetimes of stories, even mundane lives, fill her mind. She simply sees it as an overactive imagination and the fact she immerses herself heavily in literature when she should have been learning social interactions. She's wrong, and it will be a blow to her ego to be advised of this fact. She'll recover, she has a purpose in her ability, but it not being her own works will be bitter for a while.
Do you know how to use these abilities: She has a frightening degree of willpower and can actually keep the stories straight in her mind; no mean feat in and of itself. Beyond that, no.
Are you a hero or have a Fated Destiny: No, she is not a Hero, she's not Fated, she's bound and it'll be good for her bloodline to remember that.
What are your hopes for your character: I intend her to get a better grasp of what she is, and acceptance of not being quite bog standard human. Eventually, far in the future, she should breed something magical back into her line to try to sort the bindings back into their proper shapes.
Character Name: Jo Raven
Identified Gender/pronouns: She/her
Species: Human
Basics (IC)
Full Name: Josephine Elaine Ravensward, but I go by Jo. Jo Raven if you must.
Family: My father is Senator Richard Ravensward, my mother Irene Truholme-Ravensward. He is, naturally, a senator serving his fourth term in office and she is, respectively, a high profile real estate agent. They are rather concerned with the public image and dislike personal, emotional involvement with projects adopted to enhance said image. Projects such as child rearing for example. Neither has a continued influence in my life though likely they will attempt to take me to task for my errant departure at some point.
Friends: My rearing was such that did not encourage close ties, much less friendships. I had a public group of similarly bred children of an age I was expected to spend social time with during periods I was home but we were not, nor would anyone claim, we were comrades. Likewise my schools were competitive, even cutthroat, in nature and did not allow for such frivolous classifications.
Where did you grow up?: I was born in Boston, Massachusetts in the winter of 2001. Brief holidays from schooling were spent primarily on the family estate or wandering through Boston at odd hours in pursuit of research material for my writing.
What was your childhood like?: My early life can be best describe as a high velocity gauntlet of expectation and social engagement. My pre-schooling years had some alleviation in the form of governesses and nannies I was quite fond of but then came the boarding schools and the 'fast track'. My parents expected me to become a lawyer, as that would be useful, or failing that a CEO. My compatriots in schooling were badgers and wolverines in human guise more than happy to tear the throats of their competition if it meant one further mark in the proper areas. This is where I gained my habit of consuming coffee and a tendency to expand my sentences by no fewer than eleven words when in public.
What are your plans for the future?: Honestly at this point it seems I'm likely to become a reclusive and unknown author of a variety of publications. I suppose it would be nearly gothically appropriate to never allow photos of myself and dwell in and unknown location.
Personality (IC)
What do you feel are your greatest strengths: Mental Acuity, my vocabulary, and my honesty.
What are your greatest flaws: Most have described me as prickly, perhaps even acidic at times, though the general term among my nominal age group is 'a frigid bitch'. A delightful moniker I assure you. Perhaps the best summation would be the fact I am wary of the intent of others and tend to be reserved due to such.
How do you treat others: I prefer to think myself polite in tonality, if cool, and honest.
What do you look for in friends: I have any number of ideas for what friends should be like in my writings. It would be trite to casually pluck forth a handful of those definitions though instead of weighing the question properly. I could chart a character tree perhaps, some mythical plan for what an ideal person at my back or side should meet, but that would be naive. Perhaps best to say I'd very much enjoy the ability to trust another and will leave further traits up to those who meet that high measurement.
How do you handle confrontation: Verbally to a rather intense degree.
What is a day off like for you: I do not currently consider myself as having 'days off' such as most would ascribe. I am currently engaged, of my own accord, in a walking tour of Europe with no particular destination in mind and lacking a need to force myself to rest from such. When at leisure, perhaps, it would be a rather boring period for another to observe; had I slept the night prior I would wake, drink coffee, take a morning run, return for a meal taken while writing, refill my coffee mug an inordinate number of times throughout the day, and continue writing. I can be rather mono-focused when necessary. Come evening I'd likely take another run, and take a meal at a cafe or pub to observe others while writing once more.
Addictions: I have required coffee to function since a rather young age, and I suppose most would consider my penning of tales an addiction as well.
Are you a leader type, explain: Given experience in debate and defense of my statements I believe I can arrest attention, but I would not care to lead others if I must be honest.
Are you curious or cautious, explain: I am perhaps fatalistically driven to observe and record tales, whether this may be along safe paths or non, and given I am a nineteen year old engaged in walking a foreign land alone the argument could be made that my personal judgement on such may be terribly compromised. I assure anyone reading this application that it is still a far better fate than that which I left behind me.
School (IC)
Major:Literature, and likely Polisci
Financial Assistance: Unnecessary as my current engagement in walking has not eaten into the college fund I liberated from parental control upon leaving.
Are you going home for the holidays: Should I ever state an intent to do so I ask the faculty restrain and sedate me as I am likely ill.
Any objects of Power you need faculty to be aware of/store: I have an abundance of notebooks, journals, and pens but their power lies entirely within transcription of story and word and nothing more.
Any powers faculty need to handle: Unless a distractingly boundless imagination for prose and plot is a power, no.
Pets or familiars you need to house: Upon my travels I encountered and adopted a young raven with a mangled wing. A kind innkeeper was able to help me set the break, and I have since adopted the young bird and dubbed him 'Munin'. It is unlikely he will be able to properly fly once more so I will be providing him shelter and care.
Powers (IC)
Abilities: I implore the reviewer to see the above response, prior to discourse on Munin.
Are these hereditary: It is possible, there is a history of schizophrenia in the family lines and my own splintered tales could be the onset of such. Medically I will check in as necessary for testing in this regard.
Do you know how to use these abilities: I submit that having published works indicates that indeed, I can wrest a degree of sensibility from my own mind, but I do also admit that publishers may be fickle and being published in America is not precisely a Herculean task.
Are you a hero or have a Fated Destiny: I write upon such, not live them, if I were even, indeed, able.
Powers (OOC)
Abilities: Jo's bloodline is a bound one, a binding that has shifted into a curse over the generations of having no idea what they are. Once upon a time the triune Celtic goddess, The Morrigan, was bound into a bloodline of her people, to prevent their descent into battle madness after the plagues. The Ravensward's were to continue the work of aspects of this power, gathering the tales of the fallen, seeing they are remembered as such should be for their peace and rest, and to see information for vengeance reaches those it need must. In return for this service they were protected, safe from influence by the dead. Neither undead, ghost, or stray creature in their employ could influence a Ravensward.
In times past this led to family in the constabulary, detectives, and yes writers, but breeding and moving of the family to America shifted things. The stories began to be viewed as madness, that crazy sibling or aunt who lived in the attic, no context or grounding. Likewise the protections twisted as well, leading to Jo who literally cannot perceive the dead at all. She cannot see dead bodies even if she trips over them, she can't see a vampire even if they try to bite her, and that realization will be terrifying for her. The dead still cannot influence her, read her mind, or in the case of vampires or the like, manage to feed on her, but that does not mean she cannot be terrorized by the invisible and silent.
What she CAN do is transcribe the lives of the fallen. Everywhere she goes entire lifetimes of stories, even mundane lives, fill her mind. She simply sees it as an overactive imagination and the fact she immerses herself heavily in literature when she should have been learning social interactions. She's wrong, and it will be a blow to her ego to be advised of this fact. She'll recover, she has a purpose in her ability, but it not being her own works will be bitter for a while.
Do you know how to use these abilities: She has a frightening degree of willpower and can actually keep the stories straight in her mind; no mean feat in and of itself. Beyond that, no.
Are you a hero or have a Fated Destiny: No, she is not a Hero, she's not Fated, she's bound and it'll be good for her bloodline to remember that.
What are your hopes for your character: I intend her to get a better grasp of what she is, and acceptance of not being quite bog standard human. Eventually, far in the future, she should breed something magical back into her line to try to sort the bindings back into their proper shapes.