Player Information ;
Your Nickname: Len
OOC Journal:
singing_monk Under 18? Nope.
Email/IM: OneWhoWalksWithPigeons@yahoo.com/John sit down
Characters Played at Singularity: Nepeta Leijon, Doug Rattmann
Character Information ;
Name: Hass Harley
Name of Canon: Homestuck
Canon/AU/Other Game CR: Canon
Reference:
Homestuck Wiki and
Grandpa's wiki article Canon Point: After dropping Mom and Dad off on Skaia.
Setting: Initially Homestuck begins on an Earth almost identical to our own, right down to the pop culture and actors and actresses plying the screens. There are, however, subtle differences in this world even before the meteors begin bearing down on the houses of unsuspecting children.
First of all is the sylladex. A sylladex is similar to a video game's item storage system, except that it's able to function in the real world. A sylladex can be customized to have different methods of retrieving items, some of which seem able to be purchased much like we would buy a PSP for Christmas. There's a separate but similar system set up for weapons, called the strife specibus. Allocating an item to the strife specibus allows it to be pulled from thin air and used to fight off enemies - however, Homestuck characters can only wield items that have been allocated to their specibus. If you chucked that alarm clock into your only specibus card, well. Hope your monsters are scared of loud noises!
Aside from the sylladex, in some areas the Earth of Homestuck seems to be more technologically advanced than ours. On Jade's island Hass has built a staggering array of futuristic gadgets and gizmos (although whether this is simply creative engineering with the same options accessible to us today is unknown), and the reality-warping abilities Sburb grants the kids doesn't appear odd to them until the meteors start menacing their homes.
Onto Sburb. As previously mentioned, this is a computer game with reality warping abilities and world changing consequences. Playing it results in the destruction of the world and the players' embarkation on creating a new one yet paradoxically and through confusing time shenanigans not playing results in the players being erased from existence entirely, as their creation as well as those of their guardians is completely dependent on the game running.
What this means is that during the course of the game, John actually created both himself and his friends and their respective guardians through the use of ectobiology and paradox cloning before sending the children to their respective times on meteors about to launch and begin the Reckoning. Hass provided half of the DNA used to create John and Jade, making him their biological father. When the Reckoning began he was sent back to the early 1900s, where he accidentally shot and killed Colonel Sassacre and was raised along with Nanna (the other half of John and Jade's DNA) by Betty Crocker, whose baking empire he would later inherit upon her demise.
Guardians seem to know a lot more than they let on about Sburb. Hass himself was the person who found Sburb in the Frog Temple and may possibly be the founder of Skaianet, the company which is responsible for releasing the game to the general public. Despite being stuffed and on display in the house before the game even began Hass has been traversing the Medium (part of the universe universe Sburb transports things to) in a very alive state, saving John from giant monsters and ferrying Mom and Dad to Skaia in his fucking massive battleship. Where this came from, I have no idea.
But it's pretty sweet. Why Hass is alive and how he got into the Medium in the first place are both questions that haven't been answered as of yet, although it's highly likely to be due to more weird timey wimey wibbly wobbly paradox crap. I'm sure an actual answer will be released a couple months after I submit this app, just to mess with me.
Whatever purpose he has wandering around the Medium, it's likely more attempts to help the kids survive the game. That's what all the guardians have been doing from the start - grooming the children so that they would have a fighting chance at surviving a session that was doomed to fail from the beginning. Hass had done his part by gathering as much information about Sburb as he could, as well as building a dreambot to help Jade make the most of her early awakening on Prospit (one of the two planets players of Sburb may reside on, visited in sleep by another self called a dreamself) and further the goal of beginning the game.
Personality: If you combined Leonardo da Vinci, Theodore Roosevelt, and Indiana Jones together you'd get something similar to Hass Harley.
He is an incredibly outgoing man fascinated with practically every aspect of life. If there's excitement, then Hass wants to find and experience it. The more dangerous the better, because what could be more exciting than risking your life? Hass is ridiculously optimistic and never assumes that anything bad could happen to either himself or his loved ones, although this can be taken to the point of irresponsibility. When he runs away from home as a child, he both naively believes that he'll be fine going out into the world with just a dog and that his adopted sister will be perfectly able to fend off their tyrannical stepmother.
The fact that his good faith has always been rewarded means that he's been able to keep a bright outlook on life despite being almost a century old. However, it's not dumb luck that keeps him safe - Hass is ridiculously overprepared for everything, and he insists anyone he cares about be the same. He always totes about a massive gun, and prefers that his charge Jade do the same. In ways he's overprotective of her, never believing that the rifle she carries is large enough to keep her safe if she went outside the house.
Firepower isn't the only thing that Hass has at his disposal, though. For all his love of the outdoors and physical tussle with the universe, he's also a certified genius. The man is an extreme polymath, talented in the fields of naturalism, archeology, various branches of science, and business. He's able to harness nuclear power safely, as well as gallivant across the globe while successfully maintaining a billion-dollar corporation. Suffice to say he's a pretty huge badass.
Hass is very charismatic, as shown by the fact that Jade doesn't like to confront him even after he's dead and stuffed. He's also more than a little quirky, decorating his house with a myriad of strange items (mummies and Iron Man, for instance) and holding tea parties with old blue dolls. However, it's very likely that out of all the guardians he possesses the most knowledge about the nature of Sburb. It was he who hired Mom to investigate the strange astronomical phenomena, and it was he who inexplicably showed up on John's planet in the Medium.
Abilities, Weaknesses, and Power Limitation Suggestions: Hass is a genius in a myriad of subjects, from nuclear physics to business. He's also an incredibly talented hunter and marksman - he took out two massive tar basilisks with one shot each. It's also been implied that he may have more of a connection with the Medium than the other guardians, if the weird unexplained time shit and his appearance on LOWAS are anything to go off of.
Despite being incredibly athletic and spry for his age, Hass is still one hundred. Without his deliriously biznasty supply of weapons it's quite possible that someone younger than him could overpower him physically. He also assumes that most people are on his level of ability, and that if he's able to accomplish a certain task then everyone else must be able to do it as well. This usually isn't the case and if the other person isn't careful Hass' special brand of naivete could get them killed.
Inventory: One blunderbuss, one sylladex (with six cards), and a change of clothes.
Appearance:
The man himself.Age: Around 100.
OC/AU Justification ;
If AU, How is Your Version Different From Canon, and How Will That Come Across? n/a
If OC, Did You Run Your Character Through a Mary-Sue Litmus Test? n/a
And What Did You Score? n/a
Samples ;
Log Sample:
Today, Hass decided, would be a day for chemistry. He often neglected the poor laboratory dedicated to chemical sciences, and now seemed as good a time as any to make up for lost time. There were quite a few tests he was just itching to run that had escaped his memory every other time a free space had mysteriously opened up in his life.
There hadn't been very many of those lately, he reflected as he began measuring out elements and combining them. He had a sinking feeling that he would be leaving soon, leaving Jade in the care of Becquerel and hoping that his brief time with her would have adequately prepared her for the future. It wasn't something he liked to think on often, but as the time drew closer he found it dominated his thoughts whether he wanted to or not.
His response to that was the same as his response to any problem he couldn't fix with gunpowder or some vigorous talking tos - drown himself in work and leave the problem no room to breathe. There had always been enough energy in him to ensure this method was perpetually successful, but the thoughts of his future seemed a little tougher to shake than a squadron of Nazi elite.
A violent hissing sound brought Hass back to the sterile reality of his lab. Looking down, he watched with slight amusement as the vials burbled and ran over of their own accord. It seemed that was decidedly not a winning combination.
"Time to hit the deck!"
With a tone far too cheerful for one evading imminent explosions he hurled himself over and behind the desk just as the chemistry set blew its top, covering the entire room with glass shrapnel and rocking the rest of the floor. Hass remained behind his sanctuary for several minutes afterward as a precaution against any unexpected encores, then crept out to to stock of the damage.
...ah. It seemed that he was going to have to find alternate means of leaving the floor; the explosion had taken out both the transportalizer and the old-fashioned stairs as well. Not a problem, though! He'd get around to fixing that later, after he found out what in blazes caused that combination to go to hell in a handbasket.
The repairs never made it to reality, but he did sort out his chemical ratios.
Network Sample:
Well! Now that that mechanical beauty's given me the official rundown, let's just see who's still alive and kicking on this orbital tin can.
If you have a pulse you'd best be letting me know now! And if you don't but can still reply, well, I've never been a discriminatory man. Say hello to your newest shipmate and tell him how far you've all gotten in ripping apart this blasted hole in the fabric of spacetime. I don't mind getting my hands dirty, but it's a bit silly to go redoing work that's already been done! And I doubt anyone's eager to waste some time.
...suppose I should introduce myself so you aren't just throwing information at some dashing green text, haha! Always forget to do something or other in these little bulletins. The name's Hass Harley, and if that means anything to you we're going to need to talk about something other than quantum mechanics.