❦ Mun
Name: jess
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❦ Character Info
Name: Jane Porter
Movie/series: Disney's Tarzan
Year/Position: Teacher
Non-Speaking Animal Companion(if any): n/a
Powers(if any): Jane is really very brilliant, she's an anthropologist so all of her power comes from her intelligence. Book smarts, anyway.
Canon history:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tarzan_%281999_film%29#Plot Jane is pre-movie, just before she boards the ship to Africa.
AU history: Despite some serious social constraints that London society can throw ones way, Jane Porter is an extremely educated and well versed Anthropologist. Earning her degree from Oxford University in England, she ignored protocol and what could be considered 'right and proper' for a lady and instead vested her time and efforts into her education. Fully supported in this by her father, Jane earned a degree in Anthropology and fully intends to travel the world.
Her first journey was to be to Africa, to explore the jungles with her father and do a full case study of gorillas; their nesting habits, social behavior and structures, how they interacted with one another, if there was any semblance of culture, group life, tool use, etc. It was really going to be quite the trip, though not without danger. Any excursion into the darkest parts of Africa could potentially be quite hazardous to ones health, and therefore protection must also be brought. This came in the form of a man named Clayton, a shrewd looking individual, but otherwise quite capable at handling a gun, even if he did seem a bit trigger happy in most cases.
It was the night before the ship was to set sail that Jane received a letter slipped under her door in their temporary lodging, and once she had read it, there was no way that she could turn the offer down. She immediately showed it to her father, and once the situation was explained, he bade her farewell, and wished her luck.
Personality:
While occasionally clumsy and sometimes easily distracted, Jane carries herself with confidence and is most certainly not afraid of getting dirty. Not your typical Disney Princess, Jane marches headlong into jungles, swings through trees, and thinks on her feet and isn't afraid to use that parasol as a deadly weapon when the opportunity arises.
She's a curious woman and loves to learn everything about anything - her interest in anthropology and sociology tends to make her more aware of what's going on around her inn terms of social structures and the study of humanity as a whole. She tends to examine culture as a scientifically meaningful concept, and fully enjoys watching people interact, though she's more the type to join in and attempt to 'blend' in as best she can. She's usually not very good at this.
Jane can be brave, but she's prone to rambling bouts of utter nonsense when she's panicked or faced with something that she's afraid of. She's not without the emotion, and is, after all, only human. Jane isn't without her faults, and can be extremely persistent and sometimes pushy with her requests for knowledge. She will back off when asked, and in general blush and apologize profusely for overstepping boundaries. Impulsive and sometimes restless, Jane likes to be out and involved, in the field with everyone else.
Greatest Fear: Losing her father. He is the biggest support system in Jane's life, and even though she's coming to the Academy, he still figures very prominently into her life. He's the only parent that she has grown up with, since Jane's mother passed when Jane was younger, and she doesn't fail to realize that the older she gets, the more he ages as well. Losing him would be crushing.
Also, inexplicably - baboons.
What are your plans with this character?: Well, in a setting like this, Jane would have a FIELD DAY. She's extremely interested in how people interact with each other, plus she's a nut about unusual things and...well...this place has a plethora of weird things. There's a good chance she would pester absolutely everyone.
❦ Writing
Third person writing sample:
One large, reptilian eye blinked slowly at the odd apparition in bright yellow coming closer, pencil scratching away at a pad. It looked away.
"Stay right there..."
The lizard wasn't impressed. Lazily, it shifted, ever wary of the woman's approach.
"Hold it....hold...just a bit more...come on, don't be shy, no, stay stay stay nononono- augh!" The lizard had had enough, and vanished into a crack.
Exasperated, Jane flung her hands in the air, forgetting momentarily the large, wide brimmed had that she currently wore atop her head. Her glove tipped fingers knock it and send it flying off her head, and her notebook and pencil clatter to the ground somewhere off to the left.
She sighed, and shook her pencil at the recess in the wood where her subject had vanished.
"You couldn't have just waited, hm? I only needed you to hold still for one more moment, and--"
"Jane!" She whirls at her fathers voice, lizard forgotten as she scrambles over to him, stomping all over her hat in the process.
"Daddy--!" She flung her arms around the short, thin man, laughing and giving him an affectionate pat on the head. "Have you packed, then?"
"Yes yes, my dear, and look--!" He holds up a large pair of odd looking
binoculars. Jane, to her credit, doesn't bat an eye.
"What is that, Daddy?" She leans forward, tapping them as he pushes them to her, settling them on her nose.
"Special binoculars, my dear, just look, you can see up to five times--"
"I hate to interrupt the happy family discussion, but if we're going to be leaving anytime soon, then I'm going to need you two to get to bed."
Looking sheepish, both father and daughter scurried up the stairs, anxious for the next morning.
First person writing sample:
[voice feed cuts on]
-ight then, I do think--ah, hello?
Helloooo? Is it on? I don't think it's on, I can't tell-- [fumblefumble CRUNCH]
Whoops! Ahaha, there we go!
Ah, well, then! This is certainly, hm, fun -- I'm Jane Porter, and I'm going to be the new -- [whump, did she just run into someone? Probably.] Excuse me, I'm so sorry!
The new art teacher, I'm really quite good, just ask all my-- oh! [Crash--!
Feed cuts.]