Application & Voting Round
Your Name/Alias: Nako
Age: 22
Character: Kit Rodriguez
Series: Young Wizards
Character Age: 13
Canon: In the Young Wizards universe, wizards work freely among us - in our world, the one we all live in now - and we're just not aware of it. Partly this is because most people, when they see something that they can't understand or think is impossible, make up their own reasoning for it to reassure themselves. The other part of it is that a wizard's primary job is to keep the universe running smoothly: in other words, to halt entropy, the slow death of the universe. What that means is that in most circumstances, normal people won't even be aware that anything was ever wrong.
Kit himself has been a wizard for about a year now. His specialty in wizardry used to lean toward mechanical and inanimate objects; this is still true, athough recently he's also becoming more adept at traveling between "worlds" - sometimes real places, sometimes imaginary ones, sometimes ones that are actually the insides of people's heads. Kit is very practical, though like other wizards he has a fair amount of imagination. He's also very levelheaded. He is fiercely protective of his friends and family. As with all wizards, honesty is very important to him: words have power, even on the level of inner thoughts or bad jokes. To people who don't know him, he can seem shy and quiet - he's definitely the kind of person who would choose to stay home and read a book over going to a party. Around people he knows, he's considerably more extroverted, with a slightly goofy sense of humor and no compunctions about speaking his mind. He's kind of a nerd, and very intelligent and well-spoken and mature for his age, though he is also extremely stubborn and can have trouble admitting when he's wrong.
"Dai stihò" is, of course, a wizardly greeting. The Lone Power is the Big Bad of the series - the implication is that he's the Devil, Lucifer, a fallen angel, what-have-you. Timeheart is sort of like heaven for wizards, crossed with the Elysian Fields, crossed with each individual's idea of a perfect place.
Sample Post: So as far as I've always been aware, one of those Rules of the Universe is that dead stuff stays dead. That's sort of the point of Timeheart. ...Well, kind of. Anyway, dead things don't come back to life again, so... why are there zombies? Those are zombies, right? I mean, they look like zombies, with the body parts falling off and the groaning and all. Actually, they kind of look like extras from Night of the Living Dead, but whatever. And, okay. I'm not going to pretend I know every species out there, but there are a lot of... things here that I don't think exist. Like, I'm pretty sure there's no such thing as firebreathing ducklings so what are those? Gorillas don't belong in swamps, either. ..unless the Lone Power has something to do with this. This seems like something It would do. At least, the zombie part sorta does. There has to be a explanation for this, anyway, even if It isn't involved. This place is disgusting.
And speaking of which, there have gotta be some wizardries we could use to fix this place up a little. I mean, the smell alone is pretty much enough to knock out an elephant, forget a human, so it's not personal gain if I'm just trying to keep myself from dying of air poisoning, right? I could run an analysis on the composition of the air and see if I can tweak it, maybe redirect whatever stinks so much somewhere else? Where, I don't know yet, but I can find someplace. Like Saturn. Or Neptune. More gas won't hurt 'em. ...Probably. Okay, actually, that would be a bad idea. And I'd probably get yelled at about damaging microorganisms or something. Or wiping out alien civilizations. Which isn't what happened, we were just there when it did, and anyway, we wouldn't have been there if we weren't supposed to be--
Y'know what? This could be worse. No, seriously. I've been through worse before, and I'm still alive, right? First of all -- Anyone out there? I'm near... well, actually, just a bunch of trees with Spanish moss all over them, so that's not very helpful and. It's. Moving, and that is not Spanish moss, it has eyes and it's looking at me, okay I'm going this way now... Oh, wait. I think I see buildings... are those cabins? Okay, uh. May as well see if there's anyone over there who can give me some answers. This looks like a summer camp, although why anyone would build a summer camp in the middle of a swamp... Well, maybe some of the little fuzzy things can-- hahaha wait. That can't be a moogle. Moogles aren't real. -- At least. Not in this galaxy. Uh.
Excuse me? Hey! Hi. Dai stihò. I'm... on errantry and I greet you ...? Would you mind telling me where I am? ...Camp Fuck You Die? ...This is going to be one of those stories I can never tell anyone, isn't it.
My voting round can be found here. I was voted in with 47/57 votes for 82.5% in.