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arosewiththorns) wrote2013-10-26 05:57 pm
arosewiththorns) wrote2013-10-26 05:57 pm
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PLAYER
Name: Nutmeg
Age:21
Personal Journal:meginatree
E-mail: meginatree@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: meginatree @ aim
CHARACTER
Character Name: Rose Lalonde (Alpha)
Canon: Homestuck
Age: 50’s
Timeline: Post Death
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality: Rose is amongst all other things, a private woman. She prefers to keep most of her own thoughts and feelings to herself, and has a tendency to hold others at arms length. A lot of this comes from her natural cynicism, as she expects the worst from most people. But most of it comes from her memories of another life, and her abilities to see fates. Knowing exactly where a friendship could go and how it could end doesn’t tend to inspire one to make a lot of friends.And when you can remember the great bonds you once had you often don’t find yourself wanting to attempt to make new ones as you know deep down they could never really fix the ones you’ve lost.
The life of a writer, even a famous one, tends to lead one to becoming a recluse. After all she’s just being eccentric. And so no one has ever really encouraged Rose out of her shell, and in turn the only real connection she has in her world is to Dave Strider, her ecto-brother. He is one of the rare people she reached out to first, and simply because he was the one he could reach easiest. Dave is the only person on Earth that actually has Rose’s trust, though even with him she remains quite private, half because it’s her nature and half because she knows he doesn’t want to know all that she does. And she’s fine with that. It’s not a burden she’d share with anyone.
So cynical and a recluse, Rose keeps people away, either with simply never talking to them, remaining aloof, or by sharp quips. She’s been known to hurt more than a few people with her words, and with her passion of psychoanalysing others she’s made a few people dislike her. Half because she can see quite quickly what a person’s like, and half because she doesn’t sugar coat her words, she’s blunt and she gets to the point. She acts like nothing ever reaches her, that nothing ever hurts her, but deep down Rose is a grown woman who learnt far too much about the world, from what it’s like to lose someone to what it’s like to walk into your own death. That tends to leave you a little cold and disconnected.
Aside from Dave, the one person Rose ever intended to really grow close to was Roxy. She had looked forward to her mother-daughter’s arrival, and when she never showed it cut her deeply. It’s a pain she carries still, mostly because she remembers beta Rose’s mother and on some side was looking forward to regrowing that relationship. And she feels guilty, even if it’s not something that she can control, that she won’t be there to raise her daughter. It’s why she threw herself into the rebellion with Dave, why she ended up giving her life. If she had the smallest chance to make life better for Roxy she’ll take it.
In regards to trolls, Rose is not as hateful as Dave is of the race, simply because she remembers the ones she once met. She’s not going to trust them all without question, but the only one she truly despises is The Condesce. The others she remains suspicious of, unsure if her memories are flawed due to the age, or if she should trust her younger alternate. But they at least have a chance to earn her trust over time.
Alpha Rose also shows that she shares many of her beta self’s hobbies, from knitting, to an interest in wizards to writing. She’s a published author or a best seller concerning wizards, and in turn can be quite critical of the genre. She’s not the hugest fan of Rowling, simply because her books are just not her taste and she can see many flaws in them. Dave has also found himself with many an ironic sweater in his christmas gifts, Rose a constant knitter to keep herself busy. She also has a cat, named Frigglish that she’s quite fond of.
However she doesn’t quite share beta Rose’s fascination with the horrorterrors, simply because she remembers what contact with them did to her. She has retained her majyyks, and sure they come in handy but she knows better than to speak about the horrorterrors. They’re a force to be respected from afar and not to be messed with. Eldritch tongues are hard on the voice box after all.
In the end Rose is a proud, private woman, her circle of friends few and far between. If you are able to break into that circle you’ll find yourself with a firm and loyal friend who will often put yourself above her own well being. But if you find her to be your enemy then you better be watching where she’s keeping her knitting needles.
History: The Alpha version of Rose Lalonde grew up in the universe created when the Beta versions of herself and friends scratched their failed sburb attempt. Here the Beta kids switched places with their own guardians, so had everything gone to plan Rose would have found herself mother to Roxy Lalonde. And in a way she still is, as Roxy refers to her as her mother despite the fact that the two of them never actually met due to time shenanigans.
But that’s jumping ahead by quite a few years. Rose, like all children created by ectobiology arrived on Earth via of a good old fashioned meteor. She was adopted by a lovely couple and raised to be a talented young level headed woman. But from a very young age Rose found herself dreaming of another universe and a game, the dreams fractured and vague on details. It wasn’t until the April after her thirteenth birthday that that changed, Rose waking up on that day with a complete memory of her beta self’s life up to the scratch. And it changed Rose, who withdrew into herself, a trait she carried for most of her life.
Not only did her memory return that day but her abilities as a seer were reawakened. This didn’t help Rose from withdrawing, as she was suddenly faced with more than a thirteen year old girl should have to know, and could find herself easily knowing the fates that choices would lead to, and which one would be the most fortunous. In many ways she’s similar to Kankri, who in the trolls scratched session went on to be The Signless/Sufferer, fueled by his own memories of a more peaceful Beforus. Due to Beta’s Rose’s history of going grimdark it is implied that Alpha Rose retained her majyks, remembers all that the horrorterrors once taught her.
One of the few people Rose did reach out to was Dave Strider. As John was already famous by the time Rose remembered, and Jade already embedded in her own rebellious plans they were both harder to reach than Dave. They wrote back and forth for months, Rose slowly testing the waters to see if the bonds of friendship she remembered could be as strong as her memories made her believe. And when Rose finally felt he was ready, she told him that his dreams were more memories, and the barest information about the game and the alternate universe, as well as their own genetic connection.
And then later she told him about Dirk and Roxy. Roxy was one of the few things Rose actually enjoyed knowing about, and found herself actually looking forward to. And while they waited for them to appear Dave and Rose both focused on their own passions, Dave on his horribly ironic movies and Rose on her writing, becoming a published author with the series “Complacency of the Learned” which always seemed to contain hidden subtexts from the games.
However when Roxy never appeared, life became a little more bitter for Rose. And then sixteen years later when Crockercorp underwent rebranding that life changed for Rose and Dave and Earth as a whole. Rose had known it was a possible future, and upon it she and Dave took to quietly adding in their own attacks on the Condesce, or Batterwitch as they call her, in their works. They were careful, knowing too much before they were ready would get themselves killed. It was a slow and steady escalation of quiet rebellion.
Their rebellion became less quiet and more obvious over the years and both Dave and Rose agreed it had reach a point where they needed a direct approach. As Dave went after his own target, Rose assassinated Guy Fieri, now the High Chaplain of Interstellar war in this universe. She is said to have delivered some punishment for the Hilarocaust and the deaths of billions by stabbing him in the eyes with a pair of knitting needles and riding his body down a waterfall. This mirror’s beta Rose’s killing of an ogre.
Then with Dave, Rose goes to face off against the Batterwitch, having made sure that there was a home for Roxy stocked with all she needed, including alcohol to block her latent Void abilities for some time. The attack is a failure all in all and Rose is killed, trident wound through her torso with some echoing of beta Rose’s mum’s death.
Abilities: As a previous Seer, Rose has retained her memories of the Beta Universe, originally forming in dreams, before awakening properly. As a Seer of Light, an aspect that relates to knowledge, this also means she can recall all the knowledge her alternate self has learnt making her almost omniscient, and capable of the powers her grimdark self once had. Overall Rose can see varying fates that are open to her, but the older she is the less fates there are as she can no longer make the decisions that lead to them.
Physically Rose is that of a 50 year old woman, albeit a little bit stronger. She’s strong enough to jam knitting needles into the eyes of another and topple him into a waterfall. But she also has the weaknesses of a 50 year old woman, with the skills of writing, making sharp quips and knitting ugly sweaters for fun.
Relationships to Canon Characters: The only person Rose has canonically met is Alpha Dave, who she contacted at a young age and shared both her life of fame and rebellion with. However, thanks to her seer abilities Rose recalls all that beta Rose has met, and her memories on them all are based off what beta Rose knows, so in a way she knows all those kids, and herself. In a way she also knows of the Condesce, as she was the cause of her death. The other connection she has is to Roxy Lalonde, who Rose never actually met, but knew that she was supposed to raise her.
First Person: Well. This is unexpected at best.
After all I've found most major religions require you to actually practice them as on of requirements to enter the chosen metaphor for an afterlife.
The whole train ride and train station scenery is also quite a bore. After Rowling it was pretty much done to death and should stay that way. Clichés are clichés for reasons, and they are the mark of a lazy author.
Look at me critiquing things out loud with no one even around to see.
I feel like Dave.
What horror.
Though if there is someone listening the polite thing would be to speak up now.
If I'm about to be ambushed I'd like a warning at least.
And I won’t be hesitating to return the attack.
Third Person: Death had never scared her. She had known death from a young age, had felt the stinging heat of a sun as it exploded into being and slow and tired death alone in a forgotten timeline. Thanks to her alternate selves experiences Rose had felt what it was like to die and it had taken the fear away.
There were much worse things out there after all. Black twisting beings out in the vast nothingness, that spoke in foreign tongues and would turn your mind to ruin. Knowing everything that will come to be, and knowing in turn that this knowledge can only give you the chance of picking the best option out of the worst.
And she had known her death for days. Had woken up with a clarity that facing the Batterwitch would not be a success that it would end with her tasting blood on her tongue as life left her in sticky red mess. But not going through with the plan was never an option, they would die on their feet rather than live on their knees as that bitch turned their world to ruin. Rose Lalonde was not a coward and she marched towards death with her chin held high and her grip on her needles firm, Dave an ever familiar presence. She had died by his side before, once more would just be the completion to their fates.
Waking up on the train however was a surprise. The gentle rocking eases her out of sleep and she grows alert quick enough, life of a rebel leading to quick reflexes. A quick check shows there’s no signs of her death, no holes pierced through her and her mind quickly turns to more important things. Like. Where Dave is. They had died together, in her mind that means they should be here together, wherever that is. Dave might not have the highest opinion of himself, but if she can pass into the afterlife, then surely he can too.
Unless this is just all some strange hallucination brought on by the Batterwitch. She hadn't considered that. What was it that Freud said about trains again…
Before she can spend too much time contemplating it all, the fog starts to peel back, the train starts to slow down and Rose hurries to a window in time to see city building flash by, moving to the door as she feels the train draw to a stop, her first step out slow and cautious, her hands finding her needles tucked up her sleeves. She’ll be prepared for whatever is out there.
Which. Is apparently a train station. Rose’s irritation is quite clear as she looks around, a damn train station, speaking out into the cold air.
“Out of all the concepts for afterlife Rowling’s quickly pieced together one is the one that comes true? I'm not sure whether to be disgusted or disappointed.”
Name: Nutmeg
Age:21
Personal Journal:
meginatreeE-mail: meginatree@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: meginatree @ aim
CHARACTER
Character Name: Rose Lalonde (Alpha)
Canon: Homestuck
Age: 50’s
Timeline: Post Death
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality: Rose is amongst all other things, a private woman. She prefers to keep most of her own thoughts and feelings to herself, and has a tendency to hold others at arms length. A lot of this comes from her natural cynicism, as she expects the worst from most people. But most of it comes from her memories of another life, and her abilities to see fates. Knowing exactly where a friendship could go and how it could end doesn’t tend to inspire one to make a lot of friends.And when you can remember the great bonds you once had you often don’t find yourself wanting to attempt to make new ones as you know deep down they could never really fix the ones you’ve lost.
The life of a writer, even a famous one, tends to lead one to becoming a recluse. After all she’s just being eccentric. And so no one has ever really encouraged Rose out of her shell, and in turn the only real connection she has in her world is to Dave Strider, her ecto-brother. He is one of the rare people she reached out to first, and simply because he was the one he could reach easiest. Dave is the only person on Earth that actually has Rose’s trust, though even with him she remains quite private, half because it’s her nature and half because she knows he doesn’t want to know all that she does. And she’s fine with that. It’s not a burden she’d share with anyone.
So cynical and a recluse, Rose keeps people away, either with simply never talking to them, remaining aloof, or by sharp quips. She’s been known to hurt more than a few people with her words, and with her passion of psychoanalysing others she’s made a few people dislike her. Half because she can see quite quickly what a person’s like, and half because she doesn’t sugar coat her words, she’s blunt and she gets to the point. She acts like nothing ever reaches her, that nothing ever hurts her, but deep down Rose is a grown woman who learnt far too much about the world, from what it’s like to lose someone to what it’s like to walk into your own death. That tends to leave you a little cold and disconnected.
Aside from Dave, the one person Rose ever intended to really grow close to was Roxy. She had looked forward to her mother-daughter’s arrival, and when she never showed it cut her deeply. It’s a pain she carries still, mostly because she remembers beta Rose’s mother and on some side was looking forward to regrowing that relationship. And she feels guilty, even if it’s not something that she can control, that she won’t be there to raise her daughter. It’s why she threw herself into the rebellion with Dave, why she ended up giving her life. If she had the smallest chance to make life better for Roxy she’ll take it.
In regards to trolls, Rose is not as hateful as Dave is of the race, simply because she remembers the ones she once met. She’s not going to trust them all without question, but the only one she truly despises is The Condesce. The others she remains suspicious of, unsure if her memories are flawed due to the age, or if she should trust her younger alternate. But they at least have a chance to earn her trust over time.
Alpha Rose also shows that she shares many of her beta self’s hobbies, from knitting, to an interest in wizards to writing. She’s a published author or a best seller concerning wizards, and in turn can be quite critical of the genre. She’s not the hugest fan of Rowling, simply because her books are just not her taste and she can see many flaws in them. Dave has also found himself with many an ironic sweater in his christmas gifts, Rose a constant knitter to keep herself busy. She also has a cat, named Frigglish that she’s quite fond of.
However she doesn’t quite share beta Rose’s fascination with the horrorterrors, simply because she remembers what contact with them did to her. She has retained her majyyks, and sure they come in handy but she knows better than to speak about the horrorterrors. They’re a force to be respected from afar and not to be messed with. Eldritch tongues are hard on the voice box after all.
In the end Rose is a proud, private woman, her circle of friends few and far between. If you are able to break into that circle you’ll find yourself with a firm and loyal friend who will often put yourself above her own well being. But if you find her to be your enemy then you better be watching where she’s keeping her knitting needles.
History: The Alpha version of Rose Lalonde grew up in the universe created when the Beta versions of herself and friends scratched their failed sburb attempt. Here the Beta kids switched places with their own guardians, so had everything gone to plan Rose would have found herself mother to Roxy Lalonde. And in a way she still is, as Roxy refers to her as her mother despite the fact that the two of them never actually met due to time shenanigans.
But that’s jumping ahead by quite a few years. Rose, like all children created by ectobiology arrived on Earth via of a good old fashioned meteor. She was adopted by a lovely couple and raised to be a talented young level headed woman. But from a very young age Rose found herself dreaming of another universe and a game, the dreams fractured and vague on details. It wasn’t until the April after her thirteenth birthday that that changed, Rose waking up on that day with a complete memory of her beta self’s life up to the scratch. And it changed Rose, who withdrew into herself, a trait she carried for most of her life.
Not only did her memory return that day but her abilities as a seer were reawakened. This didn’t help Rose from withdrawing, as she was suddenly faced with more than a thirteen year old girl should have to know, and could find herself easily knowing the fates that choices would lead to, and which one would be the most fortunous. In many ways she’s similar to Kankri, who in the trolls scratched session went on to be The Signless/Sufferer, fueled by his own memories of a more peaceful Beforus. Due to Beta’s Rose’s history of going grimdark it is implied that Alpha Rose retained her majyks, remembers all that the horrorterrors once taught her.
One of the few people Rose did reach out to was Dave Strider. As John was already famous by the time Rose remembered, and Jade already embedded in her own rebellious plans they were both harder to reach than Dave. They wrote back and forth for months, Rose slowly testing the waters to see if the bonds of friendship she remembered could be as strong as her memories made her believe. And when Rose finally felt he was ready, she told him that his dreams were more memories, and the barest information about the game and the alternate universe, as well as their own genetic connection.
And then later she told him about Dirk and Roxy. Roxy was one of the few things Rose actually enjoyed knowing about, and found herself actually looking forward to. And while they waited for them to appear Dave and Rose both focused on their own passions, Dave on his horribly ironic movies and Rose on her writing, becoming a published author with the series “Complacency of the Learned” which always seemed to contain hidden subtexts from the games.
However when Roxy never appeared, life became a little more bitter for Rose. And then sixteen years later when Crockercorp underwent rebranding that life changed for Rose and Dave and Earth as a whole. Rose had known it was a possible future, and upon it she and Dave took to quietly adding in their own attacks on the Condesce, or Batterwitch as they call her, in their works. They were careful, knowing too much before they were ready would get themselves killed. It was a slow and steady escalation of quiet rebellion.
Their rebellion became less quiet and more obvious over the years and both Dave and Rose agreed it had reach a point where they needed a direct approach. As Dave went after his own target, Rose assassinated Guy Fieri, now the High Chaplain of Interstellar war in this universe. She is said to have delivered some punishment for the Hilarocaust and the deaths of billions by stabbing him in the eyes with a pair of knitting needles and riding his body down a waterfall. This mirror’s beta Rose’s killing of an ogre.
Then with Dave, Rose goes to face off against the Batterwitch, having made sure that there was a home for Roxy stocked with all she needed, including alcohol to block her latent Void abilities for some time. The attack is a failure all in all and Rose is killed, trident wound through her torso with some echoing of beta Rose’s mum’s death.
Abilities: As a previous Seer, Rose has retained her memories of the Beta Universe, originally forming in dreams, before awakening properly. As a Seer of Light, an aspect that relates to knowledge, this also means she can recall all the knowledge her alternate self has learnt making her almost omniscient, and capable of the powers her grimdark self once had. Overall Rose can see varying fates that are open to her, but the older she is the less fates there are as she can no longer make the decisions that lead to them.
Physically Rose is that of a 50 year old woman, albeit a little bit stronger. She’s strong enough to jam knitting needles into the eyes of another and topple him into a waterfall. But she also has the weaknesses of a 50 year old woman, with the skills of writing, making sharp quips and knitting ugly sweaters for fun.
Relationships to Canon Characters: The only person Rose has canonically met is Alpha Dave, who she contacted at a young age and shared both her life of fame and rebellion with. However, thanks to her seer abilities Rose recalls all that beta Rose has met, and her memories on them all are based off what beta Rose knows, so in a way she knows all those kids, and herself. In a way she also knows of the Condesce, as she was the cause of her death. The other connection she has is to Roxy Lalonde, who Rose never actually met, but knew that she was supposed to raise her.
First Person: Well. This is unexpected at best.
After all I've found most major religions require you to actually practice them as on of requirements to enter the chosen metaphor for an afterlife.
The whole train ride and train station scenery is also quite a bore. After Rowling it was pretty much done to death and should stay that way. Clichés are clichés for reasons, and they are the mark of a lazy author.
Look at me critiquing things out loud with no one even around to see.
I feel like Dave.
What horror.
Though if there is someone listening the polite thing would be to speak up now.
If I'm about to be ambushed I'd like a warning at least.
And I won’t be hesitating to return the attack.
Third Person: Death had never scared her. She had known death from a young age, had felt the stinging heat of a sun as it exploded into being and slow and tired death alone in a forgotten timeline. Thanks to her alternate selves experiences Rose had felt what it was like to die and it had taken the fear away.
There were much worse things out there after all. Black twisting beings out in the vast nothingness, that spoke in foreign tongues and would turn your mind to ruin. Knowing everything that will come to be, and knowing in turn that this knowledge can only give you the chance of picking the best option out of the worst.
And she had known her death for days. Had woken up with a clarity that facing the Batterwitch would not be a success that it would end with her tasting blood on her tongue as life left her in sticky red mess. But not going through with the plan was never an option, they would die on their feet rather than live on their knees as that bitch turned their world to ruin. Rose Lalonde was not a coward and she marched towards death with her chin held high and her grip on her needles firm, Dave an ever familiar presence. She had died by his side before, once more would just be the completion to their fates.
Waking up on the train however was a surprise. The gentle rocking eases her out of sleep and she grows alert quick enough, life of a rebel leading to quick reflexes. A quick check shows there’s no signs of her death, no holes pierced through her and her mind quickly turns to more important things. Like. Where Dave is. They had died together, in her mind that means they should be here together, wherever that is. Dave might not have the highest opinion of himself, but if she can pass into the afterlife, then surely he can too.
Unless this is just all some strange hallucination brought on by the Batterwitch. She hadn't considered that. What was it that Freud said about trains again…
Before she can spend too much time contemplating it all, the fog starts to peel back, the train starts to slow down and Rose hurries to a window in time to see city building flash by, moving to the door as she feels the train draw to a stop, her first step out slow and cautious, her hands finding her needles tucked up her sleeves. She’ll be prepared for whatever is out there.
Which. Is apparently a train station. Rose’s irritation is quite clear as she looks around, a damn train station, speaking out into the cold air.
“Out of all the concepts for afterlife Rowling’s quickly pieced together one is the one that comes true? I'm not sure whether to be disgusted or disappointed.”