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Wii would like to playyy?
[ YOUR INFO ]
Name: Marisa
Age: over 17?
E-mail: ThundarPanda@gmail.com
Y!IM / AIM: ThundarPanda on AIM :-)
Timezone: -5:00 EST (New York)
PB: Michael Angarano
[ CHARACTER INFO ]
Birth Name: Douglas Aaron Ramsey
Nicknames: Doug
Codename: Cypher
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Half American, Half Korean
Mutant Abilities: Cypher has the ability to understand and translate all organized language, from spoken word to computer software. As a result he can communicate with anyone from all around the world and works very well with computer technology. He is Super Dork!
Affiliation: Student at the school, X-Men in training
[ APPEARANCE ]
Height: 5'6'' (and still growing...he hopes)
Weight: 135
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Defining Traits: He is fairly small and scrawny for his age. His skin is also quite pale, because he prefers to stay indoors.
Clothing Styles/Colors: The boy would wear jeans to a wedding. He is casual to the extreme, and his entire wardrobe consists of t-shirts (with the occasional witty slogan or silly quote). He has two collared polo shirts that he considers formal wear, and one of them has a hole in it. He likes brighter colors and tends to stray from neutral browns and darks.
Other: He stands straight with good posture, to try and compensate for his height. Also, his hair is usually sticking up, to add an inch or two.
[ PERSONALITY ]
General Likes: Computers, video games, comic books, science fiction, filming movies, calculus, mythology, archaeology, food of any kind
General Dislikes: Sports, the outdoors, his allergies,
Skills Mastered: Spy, Zombie-killing, alien-hunting, government operative, bounty hunter, high-score achievement, Guitar Hero Hall of Fame. (heh)
Astrological Sign: Gemini
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Postive Traits: He is quite friendly, though awkward and nervous at times, and likes to joke around and make people smile. Despite being different than many others, he found that humor is a good way to bridge
the gap. He is also very intelligent, in part because of his abilities.
Negative Traits: Doug is an extremely poor athlete. He was the small, scrawny kid always picked last during gym class after the girl on the crutches. Unlike many other mutants, he is a poor fighter, and is relatively weak. Virtually useless in battle, he tries to make himself worth something behind the scenes. He also has many bothersome allergies and asthma that prevent him from going outside often. At times he resents having so many shortcomings and blames them for his failures. Other times he finds himself debating whether or not he should use his abilities to get ahead.
[ ETC ]
Personal History:
Doug's parents are Philip and Sheila Ramsey, who own a pizza shop in New York City. Neither of them are mutants, nor do they recall any mutant powers previously in the family. One of Sheila's sisters, howver, died young in a mysterious accident that Doug is now convinced was a loss of control with his aunt's mutant powers. His parents do not believe this, though, not wanting to admit the mutant gene is in the family.
His mutant abilities first became known when he was 14, but may have manifested earlier. The ability to translate any language was not as obvious as other "flashier" powers, so Doug started out thinking he was just intuitive. When the spanish-speaking ice cream man suddenly made sense, he assumed that he'd been around so long he must have picked up a little Spanish from him. It was slightly weirder when he went with his mother to Chinatown and he understood everyone, but as a young, easily distracted boy he didn't care as long as he got the pork buns he wanted after his mom got his hair done. He was writing the code for his own blogging website at 12, an expert hacker at 13, and by 14 he was taking graduate-level calculus. All of this was attributed to him being a prodigy. This theory was challenged when Professor Xavier arrived at his parents shop and told him that his understanding of different languages and proficiency in computer codes and math (the "pure" language) was an evolved mutant ability.
Doug's parents, however, did not quite understand how their son was a mutant. They, like lots of humans, had a fear of mutants and insisted that their son was just very intelligent. Doug agreed with them, though unable
to look the Professor in the eye as he said it. He always thought of mutant abilities as more physically active, like shooting lasers from his hands. The power to understand just seemed pretty lame. Still, by then, he knew he was different and strange, but he just didn't want to be a mutant. He enjoyed the simple life of a 14-year-old genius living above a pizza shop, and he was left alone because of the passive nature of his powers.
A few months after the Professor's visit, the pizza shop began to slow in business. Money became a problem and soon he and his family were up for eviction. In an attempt to fix the money problems, Doug hacked into the local bank's system and managed to transfer funds into his father's bank account. His father found out and was were both outraged and in awe that his son managed to hack through that kind of security so easily and get away with it. It also scared him, and he found the card that Professor Xavier left them. Doug's parents made the call, and sent him to the school for his own good. Doug went reluctantly, but after the end of his freshman year, he became accustomed to the place. His relationship with his parents remained strained for about a year, but they've all since come to terms with everything.
PB Image Link:
http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.y
Role Play Sample:
"YOU HAVE FAILED. RETRY IN 10...9...8..."
x_docterzoids_x: dude u suck! u were almost at the checkpoint! we coulda won that round!
Doug scowled at the computer screen. It wasn't his fault that Headcrushers III Online had so many software bugs in it. There was some kind of glitch where the red platform was never accessible to the blue team on the Desert level unless a red Defender was on the plane. He'd noticed it months ago, but had always just avoided the Desert. He'd learned it was wrong to just dip into copyrighted software and change things at his whim. What bugged him was that no one, not even the most hardcore of game nerds, noticed what was causing the glitch. Doug saw it, plain as day, the second he ripped into the coding. But it was an online based game, so any changes he made would affect all the other players.
Of course, it would affect them in a good way. Doug tapped his foot absently against his desk. He was taught not to mess with other people's property, but he was also told to help people in need. Obviously, the blue team was in need. They were doomed to lose every Capture the Flag game in the Desert until people caught on to the glitch, or until the company would admit to the mistake. Really, it was for the greater good. Really. No selfish intentions there at all.
He leaned forward in his chair and typed back to Zoids.
maddog666: wait a sec. Gonna try something. You in next round?
x_docterzoids_x: yea lets start a new game. we gotta pick another level tho. i'm sick of the desert level.
maddog666: No, let's do it again!
x_doctorzoids_x: are you retarded? thats like our bad luck level dude! we havent won there like ever!.
Doug rolled his eyes. If only he knew.
maddog666: c'mon man, just one more. If we don't win this one I'll give you 6000 GeoPoints.
x_doctorzoids_x: 6000? deal!!!
He hacked into the game's server easily and opened its source. It took only a few seconds of rooting through code before he found the problem, and another few seconds before it was fixed.
Then it occurred to him that just because he'd fixed the glitch, it didn't mean they were guaranteed to win the round. He'd just bet 6000 GeoPoints on the game! That was 6 good hours of zombie-killing he may have just flushed down the toilet!
Mentally kicking himself in the face, he found the code for the game that Zoids had started. From the long string of seemingly random numbers and letters, he could see that the red team was already filled and there was one spot open in the blue for him. Doug sat there for a minute, debating the ethics of what he was about to do.
"Screw it," he said, typing something into the chain of numbers. "It's just Headcrushers. It's not like I'm robbing a bank. Uh. Again."
It was only for the one time, anyway. He'd fixed the game, done a good deed! All he wanted to do was keep his GP. He would never do it again.
[ YOUR INFO ]
Name: Marisa
Age: over 17?
E-mail: ThundarPanda@gmail.com
Y!IM / AIM: ThundarPanda on AIM :-)
Timezone: -5:00 EST (New York)
PB: Michael Angarano
[ CHARACTER INFO ]
Birth Name: Douglas Aaron Ramsey
Nicknames: Doug
Codename: Cypher
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Half American, Half Korean
Mutant Abilities: Cypher has the ability to understand and translate all organized language, from spoken word to computer software. As a result he can communicate with anyone from all around the world and works very well with computer technology. He is Super Dork!
Affiliation: Student at the school, X-Men in training
[ APPEARANCE ]
Height: 5'6'' (and still growing...he hopes)
Weight: 135
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Defining Traits: He is fairly small and scrawny for his age. His skin is also quite pale, because he prefers to stay indoors.
Clothing Styles/Colors: The boy would wear jeans to a wedding. He is casual to the extreme, and his entire wardrobe consists of t-shirts (with the occasional witty slogan or silly quote). He has two collared polo shirts that he considers formal wear, and one of them has a hole in it. He likes brighter colors and tends to stray from neutral browns and darks.
Other: He stands straight with good posture, to try and compensate for his height. Also, his hair is usually sticking up, to add an inch or two.
[ PERSONALITY ]
General Likes: Computers, video games, comic books, science fiction, filming movies, calculus, mythology, archaeology, food of any kind
General Dislikes: Sports, the outdoors, his allergies,
Skills Mastered: Spy, Zombie-killing, alien-hunting, government operative, bounty hunter, high-score achievement, Guitar Hero Hall of Fame. (heh)
Astrological Sign: Gemini
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Postive Traits: He is quite friendly, though awkward and nervous at times, and likes to joke around and make people smile. Despite being different than many others, he found that humor is a good way to bridge
the gap. He is also very intelligent, in part because of his abilities.
Negative Traits: Doug is an extremely poor athlete. He was the small, scrawny kid always picked last during gym class after the girl on the crutches. Unlike many other mutants, he is a poor fighter, and is relatively weak. Virtually useless in battle, he tries to make himself worth something behind the scenes. He also has many bothersome allergies and asthma that prevent him from going outside often. At times he resents having so many shortcomings and blames them for his failures. Other times he finds himself debating whether or not he should use his abilities to get ahead.
[ ETC ]
Personal History:
Doug's parents are Philip and Sheila Ramsey, who own a pizza shop in New York City. Neither of them are mutants, nor do they recall any mutant powers previously in the family. One of Sheila's sisters, howver, died young in a mysterious accident that Doug is now convinced was a loss of control with his aunt's mutant powers. His parents do not believe this, though, not wanting to admit the mutant gene is in the family.
His mutant abilities first became known when he was 14, but may have manifested earlier. The ability to translate any language was not as obvious as other "flashier" powers, so Doug started out thinking he was just intuitive. When the spanish-speaking ice cream man suddenly made sense, he assumed that he'd been around so long he must have picked up a little Spanish from him. It was slightly weirder when he went with his mother to Chinatown and he understood everyone, but as a young, easily distracted boy he didn't care as long as he got the pork buns he wanted after his mom got his hair done. He was writing the code for his own blogging website at 12, an expert hacker at 13, and by 14 he was taking graduate-level calculus. All of this was attributed to him being a prodigy. This theory was challenged when Professor Xavier arrived at his parents shop and told him that his understanding of different languages and proficiency in computer codes and math (the "pure" language) was an evolved mutant ability.
Doug's parents, however, did not quite understand how their son was a mutant. They, like lots of humans, had a fear of mutants and insisted that their son was just very intelligent. Doug agreed with them, though unable
to look the Professor in the eye as he said it. He always thought of mutant abilities as more physically active, like shooting lasers from his hands. The power to understand just seemed pretty lame. Still, by then, he knew he was different and strange, but he just didn't want to be a mutant. He enjoyed the simple life of a 14-year-old genius living above a pizza shop, and he was left alone because of the passive nature of his powers.
A few months after the Professor's visit, the pizza shop began to slow in business. Money became a problem and soon he and his family were up for eviction. In an attempt to fix the money problems, Doug hacked into the local bank's system and managed to transfer funds into his father's bank account. His father found out and was were both outraged and in awe that his son managed to hack through that kind of security so easily and get away with it. It also scared him, and he found the card that Professor Xavier left them. Doug's parents made the call, and sent him to the school for his own good. Doug went reluctantly, but after the end of his freshman year, he became accustomed to the place. His relationship with his parents remained strained for about a year, but they've all since come to terms with everything.
PB Image Link:
http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.y
Role Play Sample:
"YOU HAVE FAILED. RETRY IN 10...9...8..."
x_docterzoids_x: dude u suck! u were almost at the checkpoint! we coulda won that round!
Doug scowled at the computer screen. It wasn't his fault that Headcrushers III Online had so many software bugs in it. There was some kind of glitch where the red platform was never accessible to the blue team on the Desert level unless a red Defender was on the plane. He'd noticed it months ago, but had always just avoided the Desert. He'd learned it was wrong to just dip into copyrighted software and change things at his whim. What bugged him was that no one, not even the most hardcore of game nerds, noticed what was causing the glitch. Doug saw it, plain as day, the second he ripped into the coding. But it was an online based game, so any changes he made would affect all the other players.
Of course, it would affect them in a good way. Doug tapped his foot absently against his desk. He was taught not to mess with other people's property, but he was also told to help people in need. Obviously, the blue team was in need. They were doomed to lose every Capture the Flag game in the Desert until people caught on to the glitch, or until the company would admit to the mistake. Really, it was for the greater good. Really. No selfish intentions there at all.
He leaned forward in his chair and typed back to Zoids.
maddog666: wait a sec. Gonna try something. You in next round?
x_docterzoids_x: yea lets start a new game. we gotta pick another level tho. i'm sick of the desert level.
maddog666: No, let's do it again!
x_doctorzoids_x: are you retarded? thats like our bad luck level dude! we havent won there like ever!.
Doug rolled his eyes. If only he knew.
maddog666: c'mon man, just one more. If we don't win this one I'll give you 6000 GeoPoints.
x_doctorzoids_x: 6000? deal!!!
He hacked into the game's server easily and opened its source. It took only a few seconds of rooting through code before he found the problem, and another few seconds before it was fixed.
Then it occurred to him that just because he'd fixed the glitch, it didn't mean they were guaranteed to win the round. He'd just bet 6000 GeoPoints on the game! That was 6 good hours of zombie-killing he may have just flushed down the toilet!
Mentally kicking himself in the face, he found the code for the game that Zoids had started. From the long string of seemingly random numbers and letters, he could see that the red team was already filled and there was one spot open in the blue for him. Doug sat there for a minute, debating the ethics of what he was about to do.
"Screw it," he said, typing something into the chain of numbers. "It's just Headcrushers. It's not like I'm robbing a bank. Uh. Again."
It was only for the one time, anyway. He'd fixed the game, done a good deed! All he wanted to do was keep his GP. He would never do it again.