APP: Dave Strider // Route
Player
Name: Cassie
Livejournal Username: hotawesome
E-mail: mac.is.a.girl@gmail.com
AIM/MSN: captchalogue it (AIM)
Timezone: CDT (GMT -5)
Current Characters in Route: Sebastian Michaelis, Niou Masaharu, Marco, Rarity.
Character
Name: Dave Strider.
Series: Homestuck.
Timeline: Right after John and Dave: Respond to memo.
Canon Resource Links: Wiki!
Personality: First order of business: Dave Strider is the coolest kid. It is him.
He's cool-bordering-chilly, in fact, and appropriately a touch aloof with his emotions. 'Emotionally distant' might be too serious a term, but 'emotionally casual' is definitely fitting. He doesn't treat or display his emotions with any particular emphasis or gravity; nearly anything can be shrugged off with the right amount of nonchalance. Even the people he sincerely does care about are often (albeit not always) regarded with the same insouciant approach as complete strangers. There is a marked difference between the two, though: tolerance vs. intolerance. With strangers or enemies, he doesn't put up with shit. With his friends, he'll put up with quite a lot.
That said, he's not very demonstrative with those he keeps close. Physical contact for him doesn't usually extend beyond brofisting or a casual punch in the shoulder, unless we're talking crying girls. (Crying girls get hugs. It's the only cool way to handle it.) Since he doesn't do the whole talking about his feelings thing, you'd best infer whether or not he likes you, because he probably won't say it. Public displays or admissions of affection are decidedly uncool.
Being cool means never having to say you're wrong. Dave is very arrogant; he assumes he knows best in all things. Often enough, he's right, and that only feeds his superiority complex. But even when he's proven wrong, he doesn't usually give up. He just proceeds pretending he knows what he's doing. He rarely accepts advice or direction from anyone, preferring instead to fumble his way around and put on cool airs, so that when he finally does stumble blindly into the answer, he can say he found it on his own.
Luckily for him, he's super legit good at putting on cool airs. He almost invariably presents as being collected and level-headed, both things that A) are true and 2) add to the hype of his cool persona. He responds remarkably well under duress, and actually operates better within time or situational constraints than when left peacefully to his own devices. Pressure doesn't rattle or unsettle him; in fact, very little does. He's also slow to lose his temper (or lose his shit). When he does fly off the handle, though, he does it in a big way. He does acrobatic fucking pirouettes off the handle. We're talking gold-medal-winning gymnastics, here.
In all seriousness, though, his anger manifests (when it manifests) verbally first and foremost. He goes on tirades inundated with metaphors and offensive language (basically like angrier, one-sided versions of his usual conversations), and when he runs out of steam, he broods quietly. Moodiness is a thing that happens with him. It's usually a pretty effective way of coping for him: he sulks for a little while after flipping his shit, and then he gets over it.
He's used to dealing with things on his own, whether it's his emotions, his problems or just day-to-day living. As such, he's surprisingly responsible, and tends to be more pragmatic than most kids his age. He was raised by his brother, who was pretty hands-off in his parenting methods, leaving Dave to fend for himself a good lot of the time.
Being raised by Bro wasn't without its lessons, however. Bro was the one who taught him to be cool, which, as we've learned, is an integral part of Dave's personality. If it weren't for Bro's influence, Dave might be more demonstrative with his friends, or more open about his fondness for animals. He actually has quite a bit of natural compassion, but it's rarely shown, thanks to the Code of Cool Conduct.
tl;dr: Dave's a bag of dicks, but he's so cool, so we let it go.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
✔ Logical. He navigates the confusing time loops in Sburb with apparently little difficulty, and deals with complicated fetch modi early in the comic.
✔ Swordplay. His brother taught him to use swords, and he's pretty fucking proficient, to say the very least.
✔ Wordplay. His vocabulary is extensive and eloquent; he's sharp-minded and witty, with a talent for extended metaphor.
✔ Self-sufficiency. He was raised by his brother, who was pretty hands-off about his parenting methods, so he's used to taking care of himself.
✘ Arrogant. Pride goeth before a fall, etc. etc. He doesn't take advice or direction well, and goes his own way regardless of the consequences.
✘ Repressed. His 'coolkid' attitude means rarely exhibiting deep or serious emotions, and never acting bothered, so he bottles up a lot.
✘ Puppets. His brother collects them, and while he used to think they were cool, they seriously freak him right out now.
✘ Scatterbrained. It's not obvious, but it shows sometimes in how he forgets or misplaces things, or walks into his own traps.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer.
Starter: Murkrow.
Password: Grape jelly.
Samples
First Person Sample: okay so
pokemon
not even the weirdest thing thats ever happened to me
but the fucking crow
seriously
theres ironic and then theres obnoxious
guess which one this is
no seriously guess
anyway im apparently starting my pokemon journey
so if you guys catch this memo
ill be headed for the pokemon league i guess
this shits so ironic i dont even
Third Person Sample: "Oh, sorry, were you tired? Here, sit on my Tetris screen."
Dave jerked his hands to one side, dislodging the Murkrow who was previously perched on his 'Gear. It didn't matter; he already lost the slim chance he had at beating his high score. With a glance up at the (laughing, fluttering) bird, he snapped the 'Gear shut.
She was back again a minute later, this time with some twigs in her talons. She dropped them in his hair.
"Yeah, no, I love sticks in my hair." He reached up to brush them away, simultaneously waving the bird off as well. She didn't go far.
He was starting to wonder, honestly. Earlier, she kept trying to give him live Caterpies, which was awesome and all except that he seriously had no fucking use for a bug Pokémon, and she was basically just terrorizing the poor things. Now it was small pieces of trees.
Whatever her problem was, Dave was absolutely certain of one thing: if she shit on him, he was having crow for dinner.
Her next gift was a shiny rock, which bounced off his shoulder. He stooped to snatch it off the ground, because she was already flying away, and took just a split second to look at it. It didn't look like anything important or valuable, so he wound up and pitched it at her as she weaved away through the trees.
The assault after that came from a Pokéball. It landed right in his hands, because by now he was definitely watching the stupid bird whenever she came near him.
"Did you steal this shit from someone?" He looked up at her, pursing his lips in disapproval, then hit the button. The ball popped open, empty.
Huh. Free Pokéballs.
Well, at least her little case of the avian love flu might pay off somehow.
Name: Cassie
Livejournal Username: hotawesome
E-mail: mac.is.a.girl@gmail.com
AIM/MSN: captchalogue it (AIM)
Timezone: CDT (GMT -5)
Current Characters in Route: Sebastian Michaelis, Niou Masaharu, Marco, Rarity.
Character
Name: Dave Strider.
Series: Homestuck.
Timeline: Right after John and Dave: Respond to memo.
Canon Resource Links: Wiki!
Personality: First order of business: Dave Strider is the coolest kid. It is him.
He's cool-bordering-chilly, in fact, and appropriately a touch aloof with his emotions. 'Emotionally distant' might be too serious a term, but 'emotionally casual' is definitely fitting. He doesn't treat or display his emotions with any particular emphasis or gravity; nearly anything can be shrugged off with the right amount of nonchalance. Even the people he sincerely does care about are often (albeit not always) regarded with the same insouciant approach as complete strangers. There is a marked difference between the two, though: tolerance vs. intolerance. With strangers or enemies, he doesn't put up with shit. With his friends, he'll put up with quite a lot.
That said, he's not very demonstrative with those he keeps close. Physical contact for him doesn't usually extend beyond brofisting or a casual punch in the shoulder, unless we're talking crying girls. (Crying girls get hugs. It's the only cool way to handle it.) Since he doesn't do the whole talking about his feelings thing, you'd best infer whether or not he likes you, because he probably won't say it. Public displays or admissions of affection are decidedly uncool.
Being cool means never having to say you're wrong. Dave is very arrogant; he assumes he knows best in all things. Often enough, he's right, and that only feeds his superiority complex. But even when he's proven wrong, he doesn't usually give up. He just proceeds pretending he knows what he's doing. He rarely accepts advice or direction from anyone, preferring instead to fumble his way around and put on cool airs, so that when he finally does stumble blindly into the answer, he can say he found it on his own.
Luckily for him, he's super legit good at putting on cool airs. He almost invariably presents as being collected and level-headed, both things that A) are true and 2) add to the hype of his cool persona. He responds remarkably well under duress, and actually operates better within time or situational constraints than when left peacefully to his own devices. Pressure doesn't rattle or unsettle him; in fact, very little does. He's also slow to lose his temper (or lose his shit). When he does fly off the handle, though, he does it in a big way. He does acrobatic fucking pirouettes off the handle. We're talking gold-medal-winning gymnastics, here.
In all seriousness, though, his anger manifests (when it manifests) verbally first and foremost. He goes on tirades inundated with metaphors and offensive language (basically like angrier, one-sided versions of his usual conversations), and when he runs out of steam, he broods quietly. Moodiness is a thing that happens with him. It's usually a pretty effective way of coping for him: he sulks for a little while after flipping his shit, and then he gets over it.
He's used to dealing with things on his own, whether it's his emotions, his problems or just day-to-day living. As such, he's surprisingly responsible, and tends to be more pragmatic than most kids his age. He was raised by his brother, who was pretty hands-off in his parenting methods, leaving Dave to fend for himself a good lot of the time.
Being raised by Bro wasn't without its lessons, however. Bro was the one who taught him to be cool, which, as we've learned, is an integral part of Dave's personality. If it weren't for Bro's influence, Dave might be more demonstrative with his friends, or more open about his fondness for animals. He actually has quite a bit of natural compassion, but it's rarely shown, thanks to the Code of Cool Conduct.
tl;dr: Dave's a bag of dicks, but he's so cool, so we let it go.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
✔ Logical. He navigates the confusing time loops in Sburb with apparently little difficulty, and deals with complicated fetch modi early in the comic.
✔ Swordplay. His brother taught him to use swords, and he's pretty fucking proficient, to say the very least.
✔ Wordplay. His vocabulary is extensive and eloquent; he's sharp-minded and witty, with a talent for extended metaphor.
✔ Self-sufficiency. He was raised by his brother, who was pretty hands-off about his parenting methods, so he's used to taking care of himself.
✘ Arrogant. Pride goeth before a fall, etc. etc. He doesn't take advice or direction well, and goes his own way regardless of the consequences.
✘ Repressed. His 'coolkid' attitude means rarely exhibiting deep or serious emotions, and never acting bothered, so he bottles up a lot.
✘ Puppets. His brother collects them, and while he used to think they were cool, they seriously freak him right out now.
✘ Scatterbrained. It's not obvious, but it shows sometimes in how he forgets or misplaces things, or walks into his own traps.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer.
Starter: Murkrow.
Password: Grape jelly.
Samples
First Person Sample: okay so
pokemon
not even the weirdest thing thats ever happened to me
but the fucking crow
seriously
theres ironic and then theres obnoxious
guess which one this is
no seriously guess
anyway im apparently starting my pokemon journey
so if you guys catch this memo
ill be headed for the pokemon league i guess
this shits so ironic i dont even
Third Person Sample: "Oh, sorry, were you tired? Here, sit on my Tetris screen."
Dave jerked his hands to one side, dislodging the Murkrow who was previously perched on his 'Gear. It didn't matter; he already lost the slim chance he had at beating his high score. With a glance up at the (laughing, fluttering) bird, he snapped the 'Gear shut.
She was back again a minute later, this time with some twigs in her talons. She dropped them in his hair.
"Yeah, no, I love sticks in my hair." He reached up to brush them away, simultaneously waving the bird off as well. She didn't go far.
He was starting to wonder, honestly. Earlier, she kept trying to give him live Caterpies, which was awesome and all except that he seriously had no fucking use for a bug Pokémon, and she was basically just terrorizing the poor things. Now it was small pieces of trees.
Whatever her problem was, Dave was absolutely certain of one thing: if she shit on him, he was having crow for dinner.
Her next gift was a shiny rock, which bounced off his shoulder. He stooped to snatch it off the ground, because she was already flying away, and took just a split second to look at it. It didn't look like anything important or valuable, so he wound up and pitched it at her as she weaved away through the trees.
The assault after that came from a Pokéball. It landed right in his hands, because by now he was definitely watching the stupid bird whenever she came near him.
"Did you steal this shit from someone?" He looked up at her, pursing his lips in disapproval, then hit the button. The ball popped open, empty.
Huh. Free Pokéballs.
Well, at least her little case of the avian love flu might pay off somehow.