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✢ The Player
Player Name: Monkie
Age: 20
LJ:legzakimbo
AIM / MSN / Y!M: spleenmonkie
E-mail: thecompanymonkie@googlemail.com
Other Characters: The Master and the Hand
✢ The Character
Character Name: Doctor Gregory House
Fandom: House
Canon Point: 6x03
Age: 50
Appearance: Hugh Laurie. Charming, expressive face, short brown hair with brown eyes. Middle aged. Oh yeah and he's a cripple.
Abilities / Powers: As he has no special abilities. He has the limits of any normal human who has little respect for rules and morality. Oh and he's very smart. But that's really it.
Inventory: One Cane (it has flames on the side - makes it go faster)
One bottle of vicodin
PSP with one game in it
One lolly
One wallet including ID and a few notes.
Pen and pocket lint.
Personality: House is a maverick with little regards for convention. He doesn't conform to anyones standards but his own, not to make a statement or be different, its simply who he is. His ethics are flexible and overall, he is a nihilist in thinking, even going as far as to challenge God and undermine Him. Not that it ever works, of course, but it seems to help his ego to do so. He is arrogant and a know-it-all though he doesn't hide this fact - quite the opposite actually, he happily flaunts his intelligence and openly mocks those who aren't as smart and often regards most as idiots. His intelligence is a lot to him and he lives for his next puzzle, he is happy to chose his job over people quite easily and Wilson has told House in the past that his obsession with solving cases has nothing to do with saving lives but the puzzle itself. Some doctors have a Messiah complex, House has the Rubik's complex. Wilson also stated House could have Asperger's Syndrome as he displays some of the traits but he only wishes it was possible so he would have an excuse to get away with more than he already does.
House is not really a people person. He doesn't socialise well, he enjoys abusing and belittling insignificant people and always assumes the worst of everyone. As he always says, everybody lies. He uses people as a means to an end and has insanely high standards for people to meet. He doesn't care if he offends people or they dislike him, just as long as they do what he asks of them. However, despite how much he represses and rejects affection, it is obvious that he does care for those around him. Even if he often forgets it himself sometimes.
House is a very stubborn man who can be very childish when he wants to. He can never simply drop something, he has to keep pushing, probing and baiting till he gets his answers. He can never let any losses go and while he may pretend to move on, he often carries them with him. He will never let himself be truly happy because he believes being miserable and in pain is exactly what makes him a fantastic doctor. He has had more than few chances at being happy but he always discards them in the end, he claims its because it effects his work but sometimes it seems that he's almost unable to deal with the idea of being truly happy. Even so, he does seem to yearn for normalcy.
He believes the root of a lot of his problems and his unhappiness is down to his leg and therefore medicates excessively with vicodin, going to extreme lengths and jeopardising friendships just to get a hold of it. He won't admit he has an drug problem, instead insisting he has a pain problem. He holds a lot of bitterness and resentment towards what happened but when faced with a patient who refused to amputate like House did, he realises that he made the wrong decision and if he'd of amputated, he probably wouldn't of been in so much pain, might of been in a better relationship and probably a happier person. Sometimes he does use his leg as a scape goat for his behaviour, especially his addiction, though he is often called on it when he does. After all, both Stacy and Cuddy have said he was pretty much like this before his right leg started to hurt.
House doesn't have any specific fears but he seems to fear either losing his best friend Wilson and being left alone to cope or getting to the point where he loses his mind. His intelligence and his best friend are the two most important things to him. House doesn't fear death, he never has, he is more interested in it than anything
House is a self destructive man who is willing to experiment on himself to get answers or prove himself right, even electrocuting himself to see if there is an afterlife or purposely ruining social and personal relationships to prove a point. He's a very hard man to be around and work with but a lot of people would be more than willing and happy to work with him which is a testament to his medical knowledge and the respect he clearly gets.
History: History is here
First Person Sample: [The video focuses on House, who is not looking impressed. Well, maybe a little. More bemused. He was sort of busy being brilliant and now he's here with some weird cryptic message not really explaining anything. This was either a very vivid hallucination or a very strange detour.]
Well that message was very foreboding and all but I can't really stick around here, already have a meeting with the Devil at 5 and a haircut with the Easter bunny the next day so I don't have time to hang out in a university with cultists, though that does sound pretty gnarly. So I need to exit swiftly, no offence, but I don't recall signing up to be here... unless it has anything to do with that sheet the busty nurse was passing around. I just thought it was another petition to get drugs to dying African kiddies. To be honest, I wasn't looking at the sheet.
[He smirks in the direction of the camera.]
First person to find me a way out of here get's a free examination. My choice where I start.
Third Person Sample: It wasn’t a good start to the day already. House rarely woke up in a cheery mood but having a bad start made him worse than usually. Could he really be blamed though? His leg was aching and Wilson was being so noisy in the bathroom that part of him really wanted to go in there and bash the idiot around the head with his cane. Lucky for Wilson, that would require actually getting up and out of bed, not something that a normal person liked doing at 6:30am. He lay there in a state of half-sleep, trying not to let the pain in his leg phase him until he couldn’t bear it any more. Normally he wouldn’t get up before his alarm but once he was up, he was up. And Wilson would have to pay for this one.
Now he remembered why living alone was such a blessing. He could dictate his own morning routines, he could get in the bathroom without having to fight a room-mate for it and he didn’t have to rush along just to get a lift to work.
Limping with a small wince, he found himself yearning to have a stash of vicodin just to take the edge off a little. It wasn't just the physical, it as the mental and emotional - everything was just easier on vicodin. But with Wilson in the apartment, it was too dodgy to risk getting into his stash under the floorboard. It wasn’t that he was afraid to be told off, more that he could come home one day and find his apartment raided and all his secret stashes uncovered and destroyed.
Plus a lecture this early on the evils of drug use? No thanks.
“You know, normal guys don’t stand in front of the mirror at nearly 7am, blowing drying their hair with a strange amount of meticulous tweaking. I was hoping our near-death experience would allow you to seize the day without having to look your finest every morning just to attract the nurses while on your rounds,” House snarked sarcastically as he leaned against the door frame. What was the easiest way to scare off a room-mate from their morning routine of obsessive primping? Watch them till they crack and get fed up, of course! Seeing someone else suffer, no matter how small, seems to be a nice substitute for vicodin lately. "Though with this much product, I'm not sure if you're trying to attract the guys or the gals."Other: Bring it
Player Name: Monkie
Age: 20
LJ:legzakimbo
AIM / MSN / Y!M: spleenmonkie
E-mail: thecompanymonkie@googlemail.com
Other Characters: The Master and the Hand
✢ The Character
Character Name: Doctor Gregory House
Fandom: House
Canon Point: 6x03
Age: 50
Appearance: Hugh Laurie. Charming, expressive face, short brown hair with brown eyes. Middle aged. Oh yeah and he's a cripple.
Abilities / Powers: As he has no special abilities. He has the limits of any normal human who has little respect for rules and morality. Oh and he's very smart. But that's really it.
Inventory: One Cane (it has flames on the side - makes it go faster)
One bottle of vicodin
PSP with one game in it
One lolly
One wallet including ID and a few notes.
Pen and pocket lint.
Personality: House is a maverick with little regards for convention. He doesn't conform to anyones standards but his own, not to make a statement or be different, its simply who he is. His ethics are flexible and overall, he is a nihilist in thinking, even going as far as to challenge God and undermine Him. Not that it ever works, of course, but it seems to help his ego to do so. He is arrogant and a know-it-all though he doesn't hide this fact - quite the opposite actually, he happily flaunts his intelligence and openly mocks those who aren't as smart and often regards most as idiots. His intelligence is a lot to him and he lives for his next puzzle, he is happy to chose his job over people quite easily and Wilson has told House in the past that his obsession with solving cases has nothing to do with saving lives but the puzzle itself. Some doctors have a Messiah complex, House has the Rubik's complex. Wilson also stated House could have Asperger's Syndrome as he displays some of the traits but he only wishes it was possible so he would have an excuse to get away with more than he already does.
House is not really a people person. He doesn't socialise well, he enjoys abusing and belittling insignificant people and always assumes the worst of everyone. As he always says, everybody lies. He uses people as a means to an end and has insanely high standards for people to meet. He doesn't care if he offends people or they dislike him, just as long as they do what he asks of them. However, despite how much he represses and rejects affection, it is obvious that he does care for those around him. Even if he often forgets it himself sometimes.
House is a very stubborn man who can be very childish when he wants to. He can never simply drop something, he has to keep pushing, probing and baiting till he gets his answers. He can never let any losses go and while he may pretend to move on, he often carries them with him. He will never let himself be truly happy because he believes being miserable and in pain is exactly what makes him a fantastic doctor. He has had more than few chances at being happy but he always discards them in the end, he claims its because it effects his work but sometimes it seems that he's almost unable to deal with the idea of being truly happy. Even so, he does seem to yearn for normalcy.
He believes the root of a lot of his problems and his unhappiness is down to his leg and therefore medicates excessively with vicodin, going to extreme lengths and jeopardising friendships just to get a hold of it. He won't admit he has an drug problem, instead insisting he has a pain problem. He holds a lot of bitterness and resentment towards what happened but when faced with a patient who refused to amputate like House did, he realises that he made the wrong decision and if he'd of amputated, he probably wouldn't of been in so much pain, might of been in a better relationship and probably a happier person. Sometimes he does use his leg as a scape goat for his behaviour, especially his addiction, though he is often called on it when he does. After all, both Stacy and Cuddy have said he was pretty much like this before his right leg started to hurt.
House doesn't have any specific fears but he seems to fear either losing his best friend Wilson and being left alone to cope or getting to the point where he loses his mind. His intelligence and his best friend are the two most important things to him. House doesn't fear death, he never has, he is more interested in it than anything
House is a self destructive man who is willing to experiment on himself to get answers or prove himself right, even electrocuting himself to see if there is an afterlife or purposely ruining social and personal relationships to prove a point. He's a very hard man to be around and work with but a lot of people would be more than willing and happy to work with him which is a testament to his medical knowledge and the respect he clearly gets.
History: History is here
First Person Sample: [The video focuses on House, who is not looking impressed. Well, maybe a little. More bemused. He was sort of busy being brilliant and now he's here with some weird cryptic message not really explaining anything. This was either a very vivid hallucination or a very strange detour.]
Well that message was very foreboding and all but I can't really stick around here, already have a meeting with the Devil at 5 and a haircut with the Easter bunny the next day so I don't have time to hang out in a university with cultists, though that does sound pretty gnarly. So I need to exit swiftly, no offence, but I don't recall signing up to be here... unless it has anything to do with that sheet the busty nurse was passing around. I just thought it was another petition to get drugs to dying African kiddies. To be honest, I wasn't looking at the sheet.
[He smirks in the direction of the camera.]
First person to find me a way out of here get's a free examination. My choice where I start.
Third Person Sample: It wasn’t a good start to the day already. House rarely woke up in a cheery mood but having a bad start made him worse than usually. Could he really be blamed though? His leg was aching and Wilson was being so noisy in the bathroom that part of him really wanted to go in there and bash the idiot around the head with his cane. Lucky for Wilson, that would require actually getting up and out of bed, not something that a normal person liked doing at 6:30am. He lay there in a state of half-sleep, trying not to let the pain in his leg phase him until he couldn’t bear it any more. Normally he wouldn’t get up before his alarm but once he was up, he was up. And Wilson would have to pay for this one.
Now he remembered why living alone was such a blessing. He could dictate his own morning routines, he could get in the bathroom without having to fight a room-mate for it and he didn’t have to rush along just to get a lift to work.
Limping with a small wince, he found himself yearning to have a stash of vicodin just to take the edge off a little. It wasn't just the physical, it as the mental and emotional - everything was just easier on vicodin. But with Wilson in the apartment, it was too dodgy to risk getting into his stash under the floorboard. It wasn’t that he was afraid to be told off, more that he could come home one day and find his apartment raided and all his secret stashes uncovered and destroyed.
Plus a lecture this early on the evils of drug use? No thanks.
“You know, normal guys don’t stand in front of the mirror at nearly 7am, blowing drying their hair with a strange amount of meticulous tweaking. I was hoping our near-death experience would allow you to seize the day without having to look your finest every morning just to attract the nurses while on your rounds,” House snarked sarcastically as he leaned against the door frame. What was the easiest way to scare off a room-mate from their morning routine of obsessive primping? Watch them till they crack and get fed up, of course! Seeing someone else suffer, no matter how small, seems to be a nice substitute for vicodin lately. "Though with this much product, I'm not sure if you're trying to attract the guys or the gals."Other: Bring it
