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PLAYER
NAME/NICKNAME: Emma
AGE: 25
PERSONAL LJ: xrainbowcloud
TIMEZONE: GMT
EXISTING CHARACTERS IN-GAME: N/A
EMAIL ADDRESS: rebelledagainstheaven[at]gmail[dot]com
IM SCREENNAME AND SERVICE: AIM: CaptainVibranium
CHARACTER
NAME: Steven 'Steve' Rogers
AGE: 25 (He was born in 1920, but got frozen in time in 1945 and woke up in 2011 - so 25 or 91 depending how you look at it.)
FANDOM/MEDIUM: Captain America: First Avenger // Movie-verse (Comic verse things will probably slip in also to fill in the blanks from the film and to form more personal headcanon, but for the most part it will be movie-verse.)
CANON PULL-POINT: Post-Captain America: First Avenger, but pre-The Avengers, which means he will have recently woken up in the modern world.
ABILITIES: Steve is a frail little thing prior to taking part in the super-soldier experiment, but afterwards his every natural ability is enhanced to the peak of human potential. He possesses no actual powers or abilities outside of what the human body would be capable of if it were kept in the best possible conditions, and although that would be impossible without the serum to aid him, he only has what he had to start with, but at a much improved level.
✪ Peak Human Strength
✪ Peak Human Speed
✪ Peak Human Stamina
✪ Peak Human Senses
✪ Peak Human Agility
✪ Superhuman Reflexes
✪ Peak Human Durability
✪ Peak Human Mental Process
✪ Peak Human Healing
Away from the enhancements of the serum, Steve is also capable of a few other learned abilities from becoming the perfect soldier. However, because the serum does make him faster at taking in new information and storing it, it's likely that without it the following would not have been quite as easy to master in such a short time without it.
✪ Master Combatant
✪ Master Shield Fighter
✪ Advanced Tactician and Strategist
✪ Advanced Military Operator
✪ Expert Marksman
✪ Expert Vehicular Driver
CHARACTER BACKGROUND: The wonderful life of Steve Rogers
CHARACTER PERSONALITY: Steve is an extraordinarily unique young man, and by far one of a rare kind. He is extremely noble and honest, and he carries with him a big heart. He cannot tolerate injustice or abuse of power, and he fights for what he believes in no matter what the cost is to himself. He spent a lot of time in the back alleys around his neighbourhood growing up getting into fights with bullies, standing up for both himself and for others, and refusing to walk away until he does what he believes strongly is right. This is the reason why, albeit small with several health complaints, Dr Abraham Erskine chose him for the super-soldier project, also referred to as Project: Rebirth, because where strong men in higher places automatically gain power, Steve knows what it is to experience very little, if any at all, and knows to never take advantage of it for his own gain, but to always make sure that it’s used for good.
He may have learnt what it is to be strong mentally and emotionally long before he was able to add to it physically with help of the serum, but Steve never changed after the procedure, and maintains the good-natured personality that he’s always had with the differences being merely that he is in a better position to fight higher up where it really counts at great risk to his own life with never-ending bravery. He is also just as goofy and as shy as he always was as a little guy, despite being a big bulk of a thing now, and it never changes no matter the hardships he experiences. It does mean that he carries with him a heavier burden than ever, though, in order to protect those who can’t protect themselves, which takes its toll at times, but physically and mentally he is better equipped to deal with many things than most would be.
The serum does affect him in other ways, though, altering his personality in slight ways here and there, but not so much that he is no longer the same person on the inside however much he might have altered on the outside. He is able to process thoughts much quicker, and react to things with more force, which offers him more logical abilities and general intelligence than what he was capable of beforehand, and makes the issue of learning new things much easier and faster than ever before. Physically, the serum speeds up his metabolism, which makes it so that he cannot get drunk, requires more frequent meals, doesn’t need as much sleep or time to heal, and therefore does alter his most basic survival traits as an enhanced human being, but beyond that Steve is the same caring and gentle man that he’s always been.
WORLD: The world that Steve belongs to is set during the time of World War II, which is portrayed very much the same as it was in the real world, but in the Marvel version there was also Red Skull, a man who becomes Captain America's biggest foe, who was the first to be injected with the super-soldier serum and became physically and mentally scarred because of the affects, abusing the power that his enhanced form provides him, and with HYDRA behind him he becomes worse than Hitler and the Nazis. In defeating him, however, Steve is forced to land a plane into the ocean in order to save millions of lives and is frozen in time, waking much later exactly as he was in the modern day world to discover that his friends and family are all dead.
OCCUPATION: Artist
SAMPLES
THIRD PERSON:
Steve sits alone at the back of his wagon, legs hanging over the edge and swinging loosely. He opens the notebook that he brought here with him, slips the pencil out from the last page used with a sketch of a performing monkey on and an elegantly neat scrawl around it. He doesn’t put the lead to the paper, though, pausing with a contemplative frown.
How can he begin to explain all of this?
He thinks of home, of the empty apartment sitting exactly as he left it, and wonders what will happen to the few possessions he was fortunate enough to own. He pictures the graves of his parents, longing to stop by to place flowers by his mother’s headstone and speak to her of the recent happenings as he always did before going away to war. He thinks of Peggy and the date that never quite happened, and he wonders with a slight hint of bitterness how long it will be until someone else walks into her life and sweep her off her feet. He thinks of Howard and their close friendship, and the best that he can hope for is that he fills the gap and takes care of her, not that she really needs anyone to. And he thinks of Bucky, squeezes his eyes shut at the image of him hanging on the broken train panel, reaching out to be helped back to safety, of him falling helplessly to his death. Steve never stops missing him, not for a second, and still hears his voice echo in his mind commenting to everything that’s happening. Sometimes, for brief moments here and there, he even foolishly convinces himself that he’s still with him, standing right by his side and watching his back the way that he always has.
But then reality sets in and he feels the mourning loss of everything all over again. His home, his family, his friends, and he wonders how the war went, who lost and who won, and if things were set right afterward.
Steve slips the pencil back between the pages of the journal and closes it up, tucks it away safely. He isn’t going to write down his thoughts and feelings today, isn’t quite ready to let them go just yet, wants to feel everything as he did before this, needs to keep them close to remind himself of who he is and how he came to be.
He wants to return home, to finish doing his part in defending his country, and to find Peggy so that he can finally have that dance.
But most of all he wants to turn back the clock, to do things better, to have Bucky with him and time on his side. Instead he just sits quietly for a little while longer, staring down at the dirt beneath his fingernails and the traces of blood on his hands from hunting earlier in the day.
Steve carries the burdens that no one should ever have to experience, and he does so proudly, with determination, because somehow, however long it takes, he is going to make it back home and he’s going to help everyone else on the trail do the same thing, even if it means dying to do so. Because Steve knows the difference between right and wrong, will stop at nothing to protect the lives of the innocent, and he will return each and every person here to their rightful place.
One day.
FIRST PERSON:
[ Steve groans, waking up in the back of a wagon, and pulls himself up into a sitting position. He presses his hands against the walls of the transport, frowning with confusion, because the last thing that he remembers is sending a plane down into the ocean where everything went black.
He automatically feels at the thing strapped around his wrist, poking it in an exploratory fashion, which switches on the video, a wobbly image of him projecting out to others with the muffled sounds of shuffling. It's a piece of technology that goes over his head, far beyond his own time, and he was never that good with electrical things to begin with. ]
What the hell is this? [ The harsh words are spoken softly, dripping with confusion, and he pushes himself up onto his feet, crouches enough to avoid banging his head on the roof. ] Am I - did I - is this Heaven?
[ He works his way to the front of the wagon, large hands holding onto the sides to keep him steady, and peers out at the horses attached to the front, the other wagons stationary along the edges of the trail. ] This sure don't seem like Heaven to me. [ He calls out to anyone who might be within earshot. ] Hello? There anyone out there?
NOTES:
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