The Showman
Jun 30, 2013 11:01:30 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2013 11:01:30 GMT -5
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Face Claim:
Jim Caviezal
Johnny Depp
Michael Cera
Emma Stone
Jesse Eisenberg
Name: The Showman
Age: 617
Gender: Dominantly Male
Species: Time Lord
Planet of Origin: Gallifrey
Occupation: Unemployed
Physical Description: The Showman started out very tall and well built. But, as his regenerations have moved along, he’s become a skinny twig. He gave up on having a high physical ability after his first regeneration. Once, he was even a girl. That was interesting for him. Every time he's had brown tinted hair.
Personality:
1st: Cocky, prone to confrontation, and indifferent
2nd: Reserved, paranoid, and cowardly
3rd: Socially awkward, quirky, and insanely intelligent
4th: Stubborn, a know it all, and a show off
5th: Witty, rude, and reckless
History:
The Showman has managed to get himself almost completely removed from anything to do with other Time Lords. He’s wanted nothing to do with them since his early days. Since the moment he got his own TARDIS, he went out on his own, going anywhere and everywhere. Sure, as soon as he started, he almost gave his TARDIS to a highly dangerous criminal. He learned though. He lived for 96 years, unscathed. But, in the end, experience proved not enough, and he was shot, forcing him to regenerate.
During his second regeneration, he found himself sticking more to the sidelines. He didn’t want to regenerate again. So, he forced himself to be removed from any situation remotely dangerous. He even moved to Earth, assuming a fake identity as James Parker. But, his lust for adventure got the better of him, after 100 years of safety. In one swoop of dangerous activities, he ended up shooting himself, frustrated with this form and what he had to show from it.
The third form he took, was the form where he took on the name of the Showman. In most social confrontations, he lacked, but, after a night of impulsive nature, he found his love of entertaining. He finally got back into his TARDIS, and began to travel again, wanting to see the universe with new eyes. Although he was strange, he thought this form was the best so far. He lived in it for 87 years. All things come to an end, though. After attempting to fix the fate of a woman he mistakenly fell in love with, his TARDIS’ console exploded, ending him with it.
When he awoke, in his fourth form, he was no longer a he. She was a woman now. It was strange at first, getting used to it. But, she quickly found her stride, and said to hell with simple entertaining. She wanted to make the masses happy. She wanted to be a hero with flair. She stood up to anything she considered evil, and let herself become an idol. Although this form put her in more trouble than ever, she lived for 292 years. In the end, her own pride was her undoing.
In his fifth form, he’s back to being a he. Although he appreciated the love from his fans, he settled for the simpler pleasures. He wanted to go on adventures for himself; he wanted to entertain for himself. He did what he wanted, when he wanted, but he did it with flair. And he hasn’t stopped since.
Addition Medical Information: Same as other Time Lords
RP Sample: The Showman stepped along the corridor, glancing at the architecture. Eh, it was flashy, but it didn’t have that special something. It just looked like another ship corridor. They really should’ve at least looked up some designs.
The Showman stepped through a door, glancing around with an almost lazy gaze. Out of the corner of that gaze, several guards were hurrying up to him. “Who the heck are you?! How’d you get aboard?!” The Showman sighed, glancing back. They were your typical brainless goons. Well, they had a brain, but they weren’t the brains behind the operation… Actually, there were no brains behind this. A hamster with Alzheimer’s could figure this out.
”I’m the Showman, and I walked onboard. With feet. And legs. How else?” The Showman pulled out his wand, inspecting while the goons babbled amongst themselves. ”If I may make a suggestion? Before any of your remaining brain cells bursts from overexertion? I suggest, hear me out, you take me to your captain. I’m obviously no normal problem. No normal problem would just walk onboard. With legs. That would be insane. So, would you take me to your leader?”
The goons seemed pretty confused. Hopefully between them they’d have enough brain power for a miniscule brain. The Showman pointed his sonic wand at a nearby panel, and began scanning it. Seemed to be a vessel taken over by pirates. Huh. Space pirates. That was a first. Maybe the captain had a beard. Captain Spacebeard? Blackbeard of the Cosmos?
The goons seemed to finally decide, so he quit scanning, putting away his wand. “We’re not takin’ ya anywhere! We’ll just deal with you right now.” They were resulting to brute force? How shocking. The Showman pulled the wand back out, tapping it in his palm. The three were decently armed. The first had a slight limp on his right side, the second had seeing problems, and the third was simply stupider than a grain of sand. And that was an insult to the sand.
The Showman scanned the terminal again, hacking into the emergency systems. Suddenly, the sprinklers exploded on. He twisted his wand, exposing a taser on the end. He shot forwards, jabbing the first in the right leg. The second ran forwards, but the Showman pulled out a deck of cards from his sleeve. He threw the hand in his face, before jabbing him in the neck. The third was catastrophically shaking by now. ”Keep your eye on the wand.” He dangled it back and forth in front of the soldier, and then punched him with a right hook, sending him to the floor.
The Showman sighed, pointing the wand at the terminal, and turning off the sprinklers. The goons lay scattered on the ground, groaning. He gave each one an extra shock, before leaving the room.
Time to see if the captain had a beard.
Character Image
1st:
2nd:
3rd:
4th:
5th:
Face Claim:
Jim Caviezal
Johnny Depp
Michael Cera
Emma Stone
Jesse Eisenberg
Name: The Showman
Age: 617
Gender: Dominantly Male
Species: Time Lord
Planet of Origin: Gallifrey
Occupation: Unemployed
Physical Description: The Showman started out very tall and well built. But, as his regenerations have moved along, he’s become a skinny twig. He gave up on having a high physical ability after his first regeneration. Once, he was even a girl. That was interesting for him. Every time he's had brown tinted hair.
Personality:
1st: Cocky, prone to confrontation, and indifferent
2nd: Reserved, paranoid, and cowardly
3rd: Socially awkward, quirky, and insanely intelligent
4th: Stubborn, a know it all, and a show off
5th: Witty, rude, and reckless
History:
The Showman has managed to get himself almost completely removed from anything to do with other Time Lords. He’s wanted nothing to do with them since his early days. Since the moment he got his own TARDIS, he went out on his own, going anywhere and everywhere. Sure, as soon as he started, he almost gave his TARDIS to a highly dangerous criminal. He learned though. He lived for 96 years, unscathed. But, in the end, experience proved not enough, and he was shot, forcing him to regenerate.
During his second regeneration, he found himself sticking more to the sidelines. He didn’t want to regenerate again. So, he forced himself to be removed from any situation remotely dangerous. He even moved to Earth, assuming a fake identity as James Parker. But, his lust for adventure got the better of him, after 100 years of safety. In one swoop of dangerous activities, he ended up shooting himself, frustrated with this form and what he had to show from it.
The third form he took, was the form where he took on the name of the Showman. In most social confrontations, he lacked, but, after a night of impulsive nature, he found his love of entertaining. He finally got back into his TARDIS, and began to travel again, wanting to see the universe with new eyes. Although he was strange, he thought this form was the best so far. He lived in it for 87 years. All things come to an end, though. After attempting to fix the fate of a woman he mistakenly fell in love with, his TARDIS’ console exploded, ending him with it.
When he awoke, in his fourth form, he was no longer a he. She was a woman now. It was strange at first, getting used to it. But, she quickly found her stride, and said to hell with simple entertaining. She wanted to make the masses happy. She wanted to be a hero with flair. She stood up to anything she considered evil, and let herself become an idol. Although this form put her in more trouble than ever, she lived for 292 years. In the end, her own pride was her undoing.
In his fifth form, he’s back to being a he. Although he appreciated the love from his fans, he settled for the simpler pleasures. He wanted to go on adventures for himself; he wanted to entertain for himself. He did what he wanted, when he wanted, but he did it with flair. And he hasn’t stopped since.
Addition Medical Information: Same as other Time Lords
RP Sample: The Showman stepped along the corridor, glancing at the architecture. Eh, it was flashy, but it didn’t have that special something. It just looked like another ship corridor. They really should’ve at least looked up some designs.
The Showman stepped through a door, glancing around with an almost lazy gaze. Out of the corner of that gaze, several guards were hurrying up to him. “Who the heck are you?! How’d you get aboard?!” The Showman sighed, glancing back. They were your typical brainless goons. Well, they had a brain, but they weren’t the brains behind the operation… Actually, there were no brains behind this. A hamster with Alzheimer’s could figure this out.
”I’m the Showman, and I walked onboard. With feet. And legs. How else?” The Showman pulled out his wand, inspecting while the goons babbled amongst themselves. ”If I may make a suggestion? Before any of your remaining brain cells bursts from overexertion? I suggest, hear me out, you take me to your captain. I’m obviously no normal problem. No normal problem would just walk onboard. With legs. That would be insane. So, would you take me to your leader?”
The goons seemed pretty confused. Hopefully between them they’d have enough brain power for a miniscule brain. The Showman pointed his sonic wand at a nearby panel, and began scanning it. Seemed to be a vessel taken over by pirates. Huh. Space pirates. That was a first. Maybe the captain had a beard. Captain Spacebeard? Blackbeard of the Cosmos?
The goons seemed to finally decide, so he quit scanning, putting away his wand. “We’re not takin’ ya anywhere! We’ll just deal with you right now.” They were resulting to brute force? How shocking. The Showman pulled the wand back out, tapping it in his palm. The three were decently armed. The first had a slight limp on his right side, the second had seeing problems, and the third was simply stupider than a grain of sand. And that was an insult to the sand.
The Showman scanned the terminal again, hacking into the emergency systems. Suddenly, the sprinklers exploded on. He twisted his wand, exposing a taser on the end. He shot forwards, jabbing the first in the right leg. The second ran forwards, but the Showman pulled out a deck of cards from his sleeve. He threw the hand in his face, before jabbing him in the neck. The third was catastrophically shaking by now. ”Keep your eye on the wand.” He dangled it back and forth in front of the soldier, and then punched him with a right hook, sending him to the floor.
The Showman sighed, pointing the wand at the terminal, and turning off the sprinklers. The goons lay scattered on the ground, groaning. He gave each one an extra shock, before leaving the room.
Time to see if the captain had a beard.