Splendorocity Application
Player Information:
Name: Jenny
Journal: swanreaper
Method of Contact: xiealastormfire@aol.com (E-mail)
Previous characters: None
Character Information:
Full Name: Prince Siegfried
Series: Princess Tutu (anime)
Canon point: Post-series
Age: Around 16 or 17
Species: Human
Appearance/PB: i85.photobucket.com/albums/k64/rgdennis/Princess%20Tutu/Mytho37.jpg
Appearance upon arrival: As he looks in the picture
History:
Previous RP memories: None
Bringing someone along?: No
Character History: Can be found at wikipedia~
Personality:
Siegfried's character is largely defined by his position as a prince, at least on the surface. His personality initially seems very closely matched to that of many storybook heroes, with his courage, wit, and unfading resolve. As the protagonist of The Prince and the Raven, he was described as the Prince who Loved Everyone, totally devoted to his people. He was dedicated to the defeat of his greatest enemy, a monstrous Raven, and set all his power in the battle. Ultimately, he was willing to chase the Raven out from their home in the story into reality and seal it with his own heart. He essentially made himself an emotionless doll, but the Raven was stopped, if only for a time. His determination was such that he declared his intent to fragment his heart as many times as needed until he could win against the Raven, which would have condemned himself and others to a cycle of tragedy. It was his duty as a prince, something that was of the utmost value to him, that drove him to such lengths. However, that does not mean he wished to be permanently lost to the battle. It was his desire to regain his heart, in the honest hope of victory, that became Princess Tutu's pendant and gave her the power to restore him in turn.
Siegfried's first inclination upon having his heart returned would have been to follow it, as the saying advises. His real nature immediately came to light, and he took up his role as the brave prince of the story once again. That inherent nobility was indeed natural to him, and he acted that way almost out of reflex. At the same time, that prince was not entirely him anymore. His own expectations were to return to the story and lead his people, but living up to those expectations were another matter. Even he directly acknowledged that his time in reality changed him, as the Prince who Loved Everyone found one person he wanted to love most of all, Rue, and took her back into the story to be his princess. She would be the only person he could share his true self with. Despite lacking a heart for most of the time that he was out of the story, the friends he made in reality are probably more genuine than any he had in his own world. In fact, given the intense, distant respect that fairytale royalty receives, he would miss the chance to truly develop ordinary friendships regardless of his restoration. The brightness of his world would have a noticeable absence of substance for him, and though he may not have minded any of that before, his unawareness of his own identity as a character would have made such a relatively shallow lifestyle the norm for him in the past. Having had a taste of something more, he might wish for a chance to have gotten to know it better. Indeed, though he is driven to behave as a prince, he may on occasion reach for certain frivolities that do not quite match his status.
However, that is not to say that he is uncomfortable with himself. He has an advantage against all these uncertainties in his princely nature, despite how easy it would be for some to miss seeing it. Regardless of how often he might question his actions, he never questions himself. He might miss some of the opportunities offered outside the story, such as a wider variety of close friendships, but he never regrets his role. He is truly excited to be himself again, whatever hardships he might face in going about it, and he accepts who he is. He never hesitates if he believes something to be right, though worries about whether he met royal responsibilities properly might follow. In this respect, he still keeps something of a decidedly unreal strength about himself, and it is quite deeply rooted in him, never wavering. This is one of the few elements of the prince that is really shown, for though he almost loses hope briefly in the battle with the Raven, it is only to prolong the conflict, and not to utterly admit defeat. Once Duck inspires him to keep fighting, he does so with a flare of intensity unique to those charismatic heroes we look at from afar.
Perhaps the most intense struggle that Siegfried faced outside of the story was his exposure to the Raven's blood. When his heart was in the process of being restored, the piece that held his love was drenched in the blood of the Raven, which slowly spread throughout the rest of his heart, poisoning it and turning him into the dark Raven Prince. He was returned to normal with Rue's declaration of love for him, and one might look at that love as a kind of seal, which patched up those weakness that the Raven's blood ripped into. That blood, however, was not removed from him, and it still flows and waits for a time when it can once again pry into the prince's heart. The acts he carried out while controlled by the blood caused him pain and shamed him, making the threat of it reasserting itself a very dangerous one for him. Without Rue to stand beside him, it is possible that the blood could find a foothold again, but it is something he hopes he has left long behind him.
Another matter that presents Siegfried with a challenge comes down to all the time spent without a heart. There was not exactly a sudden rush of renewed emotions once his heart was completed; after all, its restored state is as it should be, and so it is most natural for him, with names for his feelings and memories of himself. However, the individual heart shards did not fit so cleanly, often calling him painfully up from nothingness. He had no self-awareness at all. The only thing left to him that could drive his own will was his desire to protect others, but he spared no thought for his own well-being and did not even seem able to feel the pain of injuries he received in rescues. He would jump out of buildings to save falling birds, unable to recognize that it would hurt him. At the same time, he was alert enough to see dangers when they were presented, but he did not disregard them them for his own sake. He did not comprehend his own sake, nor did he have any feelings at all. Each fragment of his heart struck him deeply upon its return, giving him enough of a heart to make him realize it was wounded. Given the suddenness of the shift, it is unlikely that he faces no emotional repercussions from the restoration of his heart. But people, himself included, may not be able to notice them at first. One could say that he would be more susceptible to his emotions, rather than the feelings themselves being drastically intensified, he would be more perceptive of even small feelings. Often, the consequences of this are minor, such as snapping at someone when he might not have normally. He is quick to steady himself when he notices, but not by deliberately wrestling with the feeling. Instead, he has come to take them in stride. He does not take any feelings for granted, and carefully takes all of himself into consideration at every possible chance, working to use his heart for his own happiness, and the happiness of people he can fully care about again.
What most people will see in Siegfried is the figure of a noble prince, and those who get to know him well will find him more cheerful than expected, if not more relaxed. He actually tends to be a gentleman in the extreme, never failing to be polite, and he doesn't realize how some people might find that strange. It stems in part from his style as a leader; he often worked to be as welcome a presence in the lives of his people as possible, and he maintains the warmth of a beloved ruler as a matter of course, even if he isn't in charge of the people he happens to be with. It's far from impossible to damage this calmness, particularly not given his unusual emotional situation, but it takes a great deal to significantly upset him for his own sake. He rarely dwells on personal problems, but he will spend as much attention as possible on helping others.
Extra:
Character Abilities: He does not need to carry his sword to use it, as he has the ability to call it to him. Additionally, if the sword is broken, it splits into a pair of swans and he can summon them together to repair the blade. The sword allows him to use a type of magic, though it is supposed to be forbidden, to remove his heart (figurative and literal hearts being one in the same). He can create large "pools" of pink flower petals, and use them as platforms for leaping and flight. (As seen in this picture. The pink stream is made up of flower petals.)
Possessions: His sword, though he doesn't always carry it with him. He might physically carry it at most times for convenience, but he doesn't need to.
Anything else: With respect to the Raven's blood, it's an important part of his character, but whether or not it will come into play in Splendor is debatable. For one thing, it would almost certainly result in violence, and it would necessitate a kind of situation with his character that may or may not fit with activities in the group.
Samples:
Action/Communication thread/post sample:
dear-mun.livejournal.com/37428739.html
Log/Prose sample:
From here:
The sword rushed cleanly in the prince's grip. The sky's blood was freed by his blade as slight breezes stirred around him, though no one was close enough to feel them. Aside from Siegfried, the training yard was empty. He had chosen this time hopefully, just for that reason, but the reality of it was bittersweet.
It felt strange, really, to have no one darting in their own movements at the edge of his vision. The practiced art had been different in the classrooms of Goldcrown, but he had grown used to moving with people regardless of what he was doing. This entire world was strange, however much he hated to admit it. His own nature prickled at his heart. Smiles were glowing and came easily for the people he still thought of as his, but the distant reverence of their response was unsettling. They loved him, and he them, but he almost wondered why. He spun, and slashed as if it would remove the thought. The silvery music of this exercise was only for him, an elegance as exquisitely lonesome as might have felt sometimes.
But his heart drummed an accompaniment that drove it away. He swung the blade up, and brought it down harshly, repeating the simple maneuver until his skin shone with sweat to match the shining blade. Never neglect the basics. The message of his old teacher played in him calmly, imbued with the steadiness and grace it would keep alive, whether in swordplay or ballet. His frown softened with the intensity of concentration.
When he paused at last, cutting off the sword's song in the air, the rhythm of the routine was still speeding in the center of his chest, above the gentle rise of his breath. He turned in a slow circle, drinking in his surroundings as though he had just arrived. He felt... excited, he believed, though there didn't seem to be a reason why.
Name: Jenny
Journal: swanreaper
Method of Contact: xiealastormfire@aol.com (E-mail)
Previous characters: None
Character Information:
Full Name: Prince Siegfried
Series: Princess Tutu (anime)
Canon point: Post-series
Age: Around 16 or 17
Species: Human
Appearance/PB: i85.photobucket.com/albums/k64/rgdennis/Princess%20Tutu/Mytho37.jpg
Appearance upon arrival: As he looks in the picture
History:
Previous RP memories: None
Bringing someone along?: No
Character History: Can be found at wikipedia~
Personality:
Siegfried's character is largely defined by his position as a prince, at least on the surface. His personality initially seems very closely matched to that of many storybook heroes, with his courage, wit, and unfading resolve. As the protagonist of The Prince and the Raven, he was described as the Prince who Loved Everyone, totally devoted to his people. He was dedicated to the defeat of his greatest enemy, a monstrous Raven, and set all his power in the battle. Ultimately, he was willing to chase the Raven out from their home in the story into reality and seal it with his own heart. He essentially made himself an emotionless doll, but the Raven was stopped, if only for a time. His determination was such that he declared his intent to fragment his heart as many times as needed until he could win against the Raven, which would have condemned himself and others to a cycle of tragedy. It was his duty as a prince, something that was of the utmost value to him, that drove him to such lengths. However, that does not mean he wished to be permanently lost to the battle. It was his desire to regain his heart, in the honest hope of victory, that became Princess Tutu's pendant and gave her the power to restore him in turn.
Siegfried's first inclination upon having his heart returned would have been to follow it, as the saying advises. His real nature immediately came to light, and he took up his role as the brave prince of the story once again. That inherent nobility was indeed natural to him, and he acted that way almost out of reflex. At the same time, that prince was not entirely him anymore. His own expectations were to return to the story and lead his people, but living up to those expectations were another matter. Even he directly acknowledged that his time in reality changed him, as the Prince who Loved Everyone found one person he wanted to love most of all, Rue, and took her back into the story to be his princess. She would be the only person he could share his true self with. Despite lacking a heart for most of the time that he was out of the story, the friends he made in reality are probably more genuine than any he had in his own world. In fact, given the intense, distant respect that fairytale royalty receives, he would miss the chance to truly develop ordinary friendships regardless of his restoration. The brightness of his world would have a noticeable absence of substance for him, and though he may not have minded any of that before, his unawareness of his own identity as a character would have made such a relatively shallow lifestyle the norm for him in the past. Having had a taste of something more, he might wish for a chance to have gotten to know it better. Indeed, though he is driven to behave as a prince, he may on occasion reach for certain frivolities that do not quite match his status.
However, that is not to say that he is uncomfortable with himself. He has an advantage against all these uncertainties in his princely nature, despite how easy it would be for some to miss seeing it. Regardless of how often he might question his actions, he never questions himself. He might miss some of the opportunities offered outside the story, such as a wider variety of close friendships, but he never regrets his role. He is truly excited to be himself again, whatever hardships he might face in going about it, and he accepts who he is. He never hesitates if he believes something to be right, though worries about whether he met royal responsibilities properly might follow. In this respect, he still keeps something of a decidedly unreal strength about himself, and it is quite deeply rooted in him, never wavering. This is one of the few elements of the prince that is really shown, for though he almost loses hope briefly in the battle with the Raven, it is only to prolong the conflict, and not to utterly admit defeat. Once Duck inspires him to keep fighting, he does so with a flare of intensity unique to those charismatic heroes we look at from afar.
Perhaps the most intense struggle that Siegfried faced outside of the story was his exposure to the Raven's blood. When his heart was in the process of being restored, the piece that held his love was drenched in the blood of the Raven, which slowly spread throughout the rest of his heart, poisoning it and turning him into the dark Raven Prince. He was returned to normal with Rue's declaration of love for him, and one might look at that love as a kind of seal, which patched up those weakness that the Raven's blood ripped into. That blood, however, was not removed from him, and it still flows and waits for a time when it can once again pry into the prince's heart. The acts he carried out while controlled by the blood caused him pain and shamed him, making the threat of it reasserting itself a very dangerous one for him. Without Rue to stand beside him, it is possible that the blood could find a foothold again, but it is something he hopes he has left long behind him.
Another matter that presents Siegfried with a challenge comes down to all the time spent without a heart. There was not exactly a sudden rush of renewed emotions once his heart was completed; after all, its restored state is as it should be, and so it is most natural for him, with names for his feelings and memories of himself. However, the individual heart shards did not fit so cleanly, often calling him painfully up from nothingness. He had no self-awareness at all. The only thing left to him that could drive his own will was his desire to protect others, but he spared no thought for his own well-being and did not even seem able to feel the pain of injuries he received in rescues. He would jump out of buildings to save falling birds, unable to recognize that it would hurt him. At the same time, he was alert enough to see dangers when they were presented, but he did not disregard them them for his own sake. He did not comprehend his own sake, nor did he have any feelings at all. Each fragment of his heart struck him deeply upon its return, giving him enough of a heart to make him realize it was wounded. Given the suddenness of the shift, it is unlikely that he faces no emotional repercussions from the restoration of his heart. But people, himself included, may not be able to notice them at first. One could say that he would be more susceptible to his emotions, rather than the feelings themselves being drastically intensified, he would be more perceptive of even small feelings. Often, the consequences of this are minor, such as snapping at someone when he might not have normally. He is quick to steady himself when he notices, but not by deliberately wrestling with the feeling. Instead, he has come to take them in stride. He does not take any feelings for granted, and carefully takes all of himself into consideration at every possible chance, working to use his heart for his own happiness, and the happiness of people he can fully care about again.
What most people will see in Siegfried is the figure of a noble prince, and those who get to know him well will find him more cheerful than expected, if not more relaxed. He actually tends to be a gentleman in the extreme, never failing to be polite, and he doesn't realize how some people might find that strange. It stems in part from his style as a leader; he often worked to be as welcome a presence in the lives of his people as possible, and he maintains the warmth of a beloved ruler as a matter of course, even if he isn't in charge of the people he happens to be with. It's far from impossible to damage this calmness, particularly not given his unusual emotional situation, but it takes a great deal to significantly upset him for his own sake. He rarely dwells on personal problems, but he will spend as much attention as possible on helping others.
Extra:
Character Abilities: He does not need to carry his sword to use it, as he has the ability to call it to him. Additionally, if the sword is broken, it splits into a pair of swans and he can summon them together to repair the blade. The sword allows him to use a type of magic, though it is supposed to be forbidden, to remove his heart (figurative and literal hearts being one in the same). He can create large "pools" of pink flower petals, and use them as platforms for leaping and flight. (As seen in this picture. The pink stream is made up of flower petals.)
Possessions: His sword, though he doesn't always carry it with him. He might physically carry it at most times for convenience, but he doesn't need to.
Anything else: With respect to the Raven's blood, it's an important part of his character, but whether or not it will come into play in Splendor is debatable. For one thing, it would almost certainly result in violence, and it would necessitate a kind of situation with his character that may or may not fit with activities in the group.
Samples:
Action/Communication thread/post sample:
dear-mun.livejournal.com/37428739.html
Log/Prose sample:
From here:
The sword rushed cleanly in the prince's grip. The sky's blood was freed by his blade as slight breezes stirred around him, though no one was close enough to feel them. Aside from Siegfried, the training yard was empty. He had chosen this time hopefully, just for that reason, but the reality of it was bittersweet.
It felt strange, really, to have no one darting in their own movements at the edge of his vision. The practiced art had been different in the classrooms of Goldcrown, but he had grown used to moving with people regardless of what he was doing. This entire world was strange, however much he hated to admit it. His own nature prickled at his heart. Smiles were glowing and came easily for the people he still thought of as his, but the distant reverence of their response was unsettling. They loved him, and he them, but he almost wondered why. He spun, and slashed as if it would remove the thought. The silvery music of this exercise was only for him, an elegance as exquisitely lonesome as might have felt sometimes.
But his heart drummed an accompaniment that drove it away. He swung the blade up, and brought it down harshly, repeating the simple maneuver until his skin shone with sweat to match the shining blade. Never neglect the basics. The message of his old teacher played in him calmly, imbued with the steadiness and grace it would keep alive, whether in swordplay or ballet. His frown softened with the intensity of concentration.
When he paused at last, cutting off the sword's song in the air, the rhythm of the routine was still speeding in the center of his chest, above the gentle rise of his breath. He turned in a slow circle, drinking in his surroundings as though he had just arrived. He felt... excited, he believed, though there didn't seem to be a reason why.