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Name: Rose
Contact: AIM: angelic trap
Age: 21
Current characters: Clair Leonelli, Superbi Squalo
IC
Name: Schuldig
Fandom: Weiss Kreuz
History link: http://www.marheavenj.net/schuldig/schul.php
Age: 22
Canon point: End of Kapitel
Personality: To say that Schuldig is a bit of a sadist would be an understatement. The telepath LOVES playing games with people in his spare time. He takes a fair amount of pleasure and joy from using others as toys in his little games. He looks into the minds of others to find their weaknesses and once he has hold on them he exploits them to the best of his abilities. Turning friends against one another, putting doubt in lovers and even turning entire groups of people against the general population brings him much amusement. This blatant sadism is probably linked to the fact that he hates humanity in general, just as all of Schwartz does.
Their major goal was complete and absolute destruction, wanting to watch humanity destroy itself from the inside out. Schuldig was more than happy to help make this happen as he slowly peeled away the bits of reason and logic that lay on the surface of everyone's minds. Because of course when he wasn't outwardly manipulating people using what he knew about them against them he was inside them, pushing them to do the job for him.
Schu's also not really one for authority either as one of his little games involved Reiji Takatori's own daughter even though Schwartz's main mission at the time was as Takatori's bodyguards. Despite the possible consequences he went on with his plans and ended up getting the girl killed in the end. Of course, he showed no remorse for the accident at all aside from annoyance at Reiji for beating him and Farfarello with a golf club for the little incident.
On top of his sadistic tendencies he's also shown to be the fairly laid back one of the group. He doesn't care much for professionalism like Crawford does or hold any personal vendettas like Nagi and Farfarello do. He seems to be in it for the fun of seeing the world and people around crumble to bits. Most of his goals and plans he describes as having a bit of 'fun.' Though another part of his personality is his arrogance. Schuldig thinks rather highly of himself and bows down to no one but Brad Crawford, whom seems to be the only one he holds a bit of respect for. But the reasoning behind it is never really stated.
Powers/Abilities: Telepathy: Schuldig can hear thoughts of people within a several mile radius of himself almost effortlessly. Even if he doesn't wish to do so, if the thoughts are unguarded he will pick them up. Even as much as him once stating that sometimes it's hard to tell which thoughts are his own and which belong to other people. He can put up shields against the thoughts from intruding if he wishes though.
Not only that, but he can also create mental links between those like his teammates. Not only can he hear their thoughts, but they can mentally communicate with each other just with simply projecting their thoughts to each other through him. If he really wants to, he can force his way through someone's mental shields and get any information out of them he wants. He can also put himself in someone's mind and force them to do something they wouldn't normally to, not only planting thoughts in their head but also going as far as controlling their movements if they're very weak minded.
I don't like abusing Schu's powers despite the possibility. I have a separate permissions post for him that people can fill out so I know not to step over any boundaries. On top of that I make sure to use common sense when using his powers on whether or not a character would have strong, weak or no mental shields. Also, Schu likes to keep his powers a secret if he can help it.
On top of the telepathy Schuldig is also unnaturally fast for a human. But only in small bits. He can move fast enough to not even be seen, but it's not an ability he uses very often meaning it's only for emergencies.
Prose sample: A small buzzing. That's all it was at first. Just a simple white noise that fading into the background of his sleepy mind. His hand twitched, his eyes slowly opened and he forced his mind into coherency. Seeming all at once the buzz turned to murmurs which turned into conversations and eventually it was like an entire room full of people. Panicking, lovestruck, confused, working out problems... All of them, loud and perfectly clear to his ears. Thoughts of joy, contemplations of suicide, longing for family or loved ones... All of them speaking and laughing and crying at the same time. But it didn't bother him. No, he had gotten used to things like this years ago.
With a yawn Schuldig pushed himself up and off of the bed, a hand raising to his head to fix his wild hair as he made his way downstairs. Just like every other morning, this one was going to be hell. Out of the entire year he could be positive of one thing. Christmas time was the one time when he would practically beg Farfarello for some of those sedative pills he gets prescribed. Such a major conflict between joy and depression going through his mind all the time from so many points of view... It really did get old after a while. But just as he did every other year, he'd put a bit more strength on his shields to block out what he didn't need. Which with how slow business had been recently, was practically everything much to his dismay.
Laying low was a pain in the ass and never any fun. He had thought that when Esset was taken out of the picture things would finally start to get interesting again. Though to his disappointment it was the exact opposite. They failed to cause the world chaos as they had hoped for, the pesky kitty cats managed to get away and now here they were, stuck in hiding waiting for the right moment to make a move. If it was up to him they would have simply moved on to another place and tried again but no, Brad never listened to him. He had a plan, he knew the plan would work because of those annoying ass visions and he wouldn't allow any of them a word in edgewise.
Speaking of oh-fearless-leader, Schuldig noticed the man must have been awake when he walked into the kitchen and saw the coffee pot almost completely empty. Of course. The precog who so enjoyed waking up at the crack of dawn couldn't be bothered to save any for those who appreciated curling up under the blankets in these cold winter months. Knowing that Nagi was probably off to school Schuldig was stuck fending for himself this morning. He stared at the pot for a little while longer before deciding on a more lazy plan of action. Going out for coffee and a snack sounded better anyways. He'd get to go for a drive and get out of this stuffy house for a while. There was absolutely nothing that could go wrong with it.
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