application #2
Character: Jaime Reyes
Series: DC Comics/Blue Beetle
Character Age: 16
Canon: You know those people who wake up with superpowers and know exactly what to do with them? Jaime Reyes is not one of them. Jaime didn't really listen to his mom when she told him not to pick weird things up off the street, and the weird rock he found in a parking lot turned out to be an alien intelligence that wanted to make a home in his spine. Jaime was not consulted in this decision... or the one that stranded him in space for a year... or that time that the owners of said alien intelligence turned up and wanted to enslave the human race. Really, he just wants to get through school, understand girls, and become a dentist to support his family. Instead he's learning how to be a superhero: dealing with loss, sacrifice and putting his family in danger because of who and what he is. On the upside, he's learned to hover!
Outside of his super cool alien suit that can do anything it wants (sometimes it even asks first), Jaime is a very ordinary, geeky teenaged boy. He's awkwardly self-conscious, self-depreciating, and really, really sucks at banter. He is, however, fairly smart and good at thinking on his feet, even if his thought processes tend more toward neurotic babble than anything. Despite being better at strategy than fieldwork, Jaime's determined to live up to the heroic legacy of Blue Beetle. So far? He seems to be doing a pretty okay job. Even Batman thinks so.
Sample Post:
Okay, not that I'm trying to tell you how to do your job or anything? But I'm pretty sure the "top secret" part of your top secret monster lab works a lot better when you don't let the monsters walk out the front door. It's, like, the opposite of secret. Anti-secret. And then somebody has to clean up after you, which is really not as easy as it sounds - where did you get the parts for these things anyway, Bargain Basement? - and- okay, maybe I am telling you how to do your job, but you totally suck at it. I mean, zombies? Seriously? Have you ever even seen a horror movie? Somebody always gets bit, and there's some lesson about... consumerism, or... whatever, the point is that there's no way it ever ends well for anybody. Not that I'm opposed to you sucking - and feel free to keep doing a crappy job at being evil, by the way - but could you at least suck in a way that doesn't make my life a lot harder?
... And, uh, okay, for the record? That's the part where you're supposed to use your super fancy speaker systems to say something evil and... not make it look like I've been talking to myself. Because you're probably not even here. Which is totally not awkward. Right, uh. Note for next time: actually look for the supervillain, then do the speech. Or... skip the speech. Is the speech required? 'Cause I know the whole banter thing is supposed to be traditional, but I'm pretty sure I'm not doing myself any favors. And... "brains"? Okay, that is a level of stereotypical I did not expect. Really? Really? Wow.
Yeah, I take that back. Whoever built this place? Way too many horror movies. Not that they aren't great and all, but dude, get a hobby. ... Another hobby. It's always "weird science" and reanimating corpses and- wow, I am ninety percent sure that is actually supposed to be the tree from Evil Dead. That is just officially past creepy. Seriously, why can't it ever be model trains, or stamp collecting, or, like... curing cancer, or something? Not that I'd be fighting someone trying to cure cancer, but that's not the point. The point is...
... you know? Whatever. I can do this too. Hey! You guys. Listen up. I'm the Blue Beetle. And see this? This is my boomstick.
voting; 98.4%
Series: DC Comics/Blue Beetle
Character Age: 16
Canon: You know those people who wake up with superpowers and know exactly what to do with them? Jaime Reyes is not one of them. Jaime didn't really listen to his mom when she told him not to pick weird things up off the street, and the weird rock he found in a parking lot turned out to be an alien intelligence that wanted to make a home in his spine. Jaime was not consulted in this decision... or the one that stranded him in space for a year... or that time that the owners of said alien intelligence turned up and wanted to enslave the human race. Really, he just wants to get through school, understand girls, and become a dentist to support his family. Instead he's learning how to be a superhero: dealing with loss, sacrifice and putting his family in danger because of who and what he is. On the upside, he's learned to hover!
Outside of his super cool alien suit that can do anything it wants (sometimes it even asks first), Jaime is a very ordinary, geeky teenaged boy. He's awkwardly self-conscious, self-depreciating, and really, really sucks at banter. He is, however, fairly smart and good at thinking on his feet, even if his thought processes tend more toward neurotic babble than anything. Despite being better at strategy than fieldwork, Jaime's determined to live up to the heroic legacy of Blue Beetle. So far? He seems to be doing a pretty okay job. Even Batman thinks so.
Sample Post:
Okay, not that I'm trying to tell you how to do your job or anything? But I'm pretty sure the "top secret" part of your top secret monster lab works a lot better when you don't let the monsters walk out the front door. It's, like, the opposite of secret. Anti-secret. And then somebody has to clean up after you, which is really not as easy as it sounds - where did you get the parts for these things anyway, Bargain Basement? - and- okay, maybe I am telling you how to do your job, but you totally suck at it. I mean, zombies? Seriously? Have you ever even seen a horror movie? Somebody always gets bit, and there's some lesson about... consumerism, or... whatever, the point is that there's no way it ever ends well for anybody. Not that I'm opposed to you sucking - and feel free to keep doing a crappy job at being evil, by the way - but could you at least suck in a way that doesn't make my life a lot harder?
... And, uh, okay, for the record? That's the part where you're supposed to use your super fancy speaker systems to say something evil and... not make it look like I've been talking to myself. Because you're probably not even here. Which is totally not awkward. Right, uh. Note for next time: actually look for the supervillain, then do the speech. Or... skip the speech. Is the speech required? 'Cause I know the whole banter thing is supposed to be traditional, but I'm pretty sure I'm not doing myself any favors. And... "brains"? Okay, that is a level of stereotypical I did not expect. Really? Really? Wow.
Yeah, I take that back. Whoever built this place? Way too many horror movies. Not that they aren't great and all, but dude, get a hobby. ... Another hobby. It's always "weird science" and reanimating corpses and- wow, I am ninety percent sure that is actually supposed to be the tree from Evil Dead. That is just officially past creepy. Seriously, why can't it ever be model trains, or stamp collecting, or, like... curing cancer, or something? Not that I'd be fighting someone trying to cure cancer, but that's not the point. The point is...
... you know? Whatever. I can do this too. Hey! You guys. Listen up. I'm the Blue Beetle. And see this? This is my boomstick.
voting; 98.4%