application for capeandcowl.
[PLAYER INFO]
NAME: Jojo
JOURNAL: sufferer
IM: shucks buster
E-MAIL: turntech@wow.com
RETURNING: goldengut
[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Davesprite.
FANDOM: Homestuck.
CHRONOLOGY: After meeting Jadesprite on the battlefield.
CLASS: Hero.
SUPERHERO NAME: Sun Slammer.
ALTER EGO:
BACKGROUND: Sburb.
If you ever had an inch of gut-blistering gutso to ask Davesprite (the kid formerly known as Dave Strider and just Dave Strider) his thoughts on it, he would tell you one of two things: one -- fuck it, or two -- fuck it.
First off, it's a game. A reality-altering game that gives you the finest luxury of dying as a hero, to a rebirth as a god, tier-prototyping, scratch-resets, implements of fear, thoughts of courageousness, and everything in between. Titles are given to the players, they can experience You witness a lot in this game, so much that it really changes you.
It all started with a boy named John Egbert, a boy, who on his 13th birthday was not only given a name, but that very game as well. He and his friends acted upon wits and whim and realized soon enough that their reality was in trouble. Meteors began to fall before their eyes, destroying the Earth as they knew it; but the four friends escaped this devastation -- into a medium where they would soon learn of their new fates.
In Dave's case, before he was a sprite, he followed the Alpha timeline -- he was Dave Strider (Knight of Time). He grew up with Bro, his friendly neighborhood guardian rapping-roof ninja. And while swords fights on the roof with Bro may or not be the most ironic, it sure helped Dave train harder, seeing as he continuously got his butt handed to him on a silver katana. And if one-on-one battles weren't crazy enough, Dave lives a hostile, puppet-enduced life in his Houston Apartment. Swords in the fridge rather than food, puppet butt in his face every minute, and a creepy puppet by the name of Lil Cal stalking him without cause, might not seem normal to his friends, but it's definitely average to Dave. And thus, this is what he grew up with, until he could finally live it full, when he starts playing Sburb.
And so we follow Alpha Dave's timeline in the game past he medium, and past the time shenanigans, up until the point where it breaks off. Because Davesprite is an alternate future Dave, one from a doomed timeline. It was a troll named Terezi's idea; having tricked John into flying up to the 7th gate. Davesprite comes from this doomed timeline, where John does die, and so does Jade, because she was unable to escape into the medium. With a "dead heir and witch" the game could not be beat. So that one doomed Dave -- you know, with the snazzy white suit? -- he decides to interfere with the alpha timeline, stopping John from dying, and therefore Jade as well. He saved his friends. He also prototypes himself with the rambunctious crow, creating an entity known as Davesprite.
Davesprite's relationships are complicated. In a way. He's referred to as "orange dave!" and "other dave!" which doesn't really bother him -- as long as he's not called "fake dave". In John's case, that did happen, and Dave didn't like it at all. Maybe it hurt him, because he went through so much, having been in that doomed timeline for so long. He probably liked John, too, which could've been the case; after all, he was kind of his best friend. That hurt. As for his other friends, he still can hold up his side of the banter with Rose, and still be chill with Jade, and particularly happy to have a Jadesprite, a sprite of his own, but he's hesitant to trust a troll like Terezi, getting pissed that alpha Dave was falling for her "tricks" since she killed his -- our best friend. He's opened his eyes to just about everyone else when he becomes a sprite.
PERSONALITY:
Once upon a time Davesprite was Dave Strider, a cool kid whose only ambitions pertained to his own desires. Once upon a time he was only obsessed with positive feed-back to his far-out rhymes and raps, and his brain perfected everything he ever typed, because that was the only thing that really mattered: keeping a chill persona, and making others believe that you had it. He did his own thing, and he knew when he screwed up 'cause then he'd go off the darn handle (and get right back on it). He'd believe irony was his forte and motivation, that being insensitive was nothing when you had a smart mouth and a fast hand. Once upon a time--
no fuck that
In all reality, they aren't completely one and the same. The boy called Dave Strider, the most beloved insufferable prick is someone completely unfamiliar, a fake mess, a douche of a guy, someone Davesprite never wants to be, but knows, knows he still is. He definitely reassures this, getting so upset over John not calling him the "real dave". But why would he, after everything he's seen? After everything he's been through, those months spent while two of his best friends were dead. He's gone through it all, and he knows this gives him enough of a reason to cry out "i am dave dammit" Just fuck it all.
Dave and Davesprite's personalities are, for the most part, quite similar, but there comes a certain point where they differ. Because Davesprite was or is Dave Strider, he's still got this impressionable cool facade that he's built up since Lord knows when. Probably since he was born. Got his first shades when he was a toddler, in the form of his brother's. Fought with his Bro on the roof, got covered in puppet ass a shit load of the time, and got his own ass kicked on aforementioned roof. Met his 3 best friends. Played a game, a reality-altering game, a reality-altering game called Sburb. Learned to fucking hate that game. But that comes later. Met trolls, let a troll slip through his fingers (and here's where the roads diverge and affect them overall) and got his best friend John killed. Got Jade killed, too. Felt like shit, wandered, wondered, for months. Went back in time, prototyped, turned full-fledge Davesprite. Stopped the John in the Alpha's timeline from getting killed. Didn't get called Dave. Can I speak to the Real Dave? Got hurt. Got real hurt.
its like youre half of something else
Just a fraction of your fucking self.
Davesprite is different. He might be the same age as That Other Dave, but it's obvious: he's hella more mature. He's got different motivations for one thing, and not everything is centered around himself. He wants to be done with this game, and he wants his friends to get out of it alive. See, when you put someone through that much suffering, and a situation where their ass is enlightened tinfold, you're most likely gonna get a brand-spanking-new result. He's still got his negative traits, like being an "asshole", because, really, if he wasn't such a prick you couldn't call him Dave. He couldn't call himself Dave. He's more soft too, which is actually a good thing, cherishing his friends a lot more because, damn, they were dead. He knows a shitload more about the game, being a sprite and all, though he remains unwilling to share it. He's still a cool kid; he's still got his shit perfected, but he's just a smarter one.
POWER:
(1) The ability to hover/fly. Dave's protoyped with a rambunctious crow, so let's say he absorbed some of the general attributes of birds.
(2) Awesome sword skills. He's fought with Bro against Jack Noir on the Beat Mesa. He's got experience growing up as a fighter.
[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE: they say the toughest part about being a kid whether you like it or not
is all the mistakes youll make growing up
...
i beg to differ my sovereign father
caw caw
the orange creamsicle god says youre wrong
you need to see it like a game
no wait fuck games???
its like
its like common sense
think about it long and hard folks cause it pretty easy to get
the toughest part about being a kid
is the amount of discouragement youll get
try to do something right
get kicked down
say something
get kicked some more
its like theres no fucking pleasing people see
its way different from mistakes
you know youre doing the right thing but everyones just all up in your face
or in some cases not enough in your face
im probably being vague here but see i dont even need to make fucking sense
i know what im doing
i know where im going
with this
the orange creamsicle god has just enlightened your ass k
LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE: It was only when the meteors came rushing down, did he see his life flash before his eyes.
He had never given much thought as to how he was going to die-- here, on the battlefield, with only Jadesprite to accompany him. It was different, has he thought about death more frequently he would've reassured himself: it was coming. He most certainly never payed much attention to the cliche -- after all, what was his life; what was it to him? Cawfully ironic, he could say. Or a pile of screw-ups stacked high, farther than the eye could see. People would come from miles and behold the one they called Davesprite: That One Guy With A Sad, Sad, Sob Story.
Nah.
He's been through hell, but he's a sprite -- being one was like achieving everything, and then it was totally not. It was like being at the top of the world, just under heaven's reach. It was like being at the bottom of a bottom-less ocean, holding a forbidden book, reading the secrets of a game that was just too much. What about the regular people, the guardians, the kids, the irregular trolls? What about them? What about John, doomed John. What about being that Real Dave he'd heard so much about. Being a sprite was like being one too many things, and then it was like being nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
With the meteors falling all about, the largest one heading straight for them, he thought. He thought about everything, and nothing. It was strange. Contradictory, odd -- plenty odd. He wasn't about to cry, or scream, or anything. He'd fight if he could. But for what?
"You ready?"
In that moment, he took one final glance at Jadesprite. He pretended her hand was in his.
"Yeah."
Just so he'd have someone to squeeze.
FINAL NOTES ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER:
Is there anything else about your character that you feel we should know, that isn't covered in any of the earlier sections? This field is optional.
NAME: Jojo
JOURNAL: sufferer
IM: shucks buster
E-MAIL: turntech@wow.com
RETURNING: goldengut
[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Davesprite.
FANDOM: Homestuck.
CHRONOLOGY: After meeting Jadesprite on the battlefield.
CLASS: Hero.
SUPERHERO NAME: Sun Slammer.
ALTER EGO:
BACKGROUND: Sburb.
If you ever had an inch of gut-blistering gutso to ask Davesprite (the kid formerly known as Dave Strider and just Dave Strider) his thoughts on it, he would tell you one of two things: one -- fuck it, or two -- fuck it.
First off, it's a game. A reality-altering game that gives you the finest luxury of dying as a hero, to a rebirth as a god, tier-prototyping, scratch-resets, implements of fear, thoughts of courageousness, and everything in between. Titles are given to the players, they can experience You witness a lot in this game, so much that it really changes you.
It all started with a boy named John Egbert, a boy, who on his 13th birthday was not only given a name, but that very game as well. He and his friends acted upon wits and whim and realized soon enough that their reality was in trouble. Meteors began to fall before their eyes, destroying the Earth as they knew it; but the four friends escaped this devastation -- into a medium where they would soon learn of their new fates.
In Dave's case, before he was a sprite, he followed the Alpha timeline -- he was Dave Strider (Knight of Time). He grew up with Bro, his friendly neighborhood guardian rapping-roof ninja. And while swords fights on the roof with Bro may or not be the most ironic, it sure helped Dave train harder, seeing as he continuously got his butt handed to him on a silver katana. And if one-on-one battles weren't crazy enough, Dave lives a hostile, puppet-enduced life in his Houston Apartment. Swords in the fridge rather than food, puppet butt in his face every minute, and a creepy puppet by the name of Lil Cal stalking him without cause, might not seem normal to his friends, but it's definitely average to Dave. And thus, this is what he grew up with, until he could finally live it full, when he starts playing Sburb.
And so we follow Alpha Dave's timeline in the game past he medium, and past the time shenanigans, up until the point where it breaks off. Because Davesprite is an alternate future Dave, one from a doomed timeline. It was a troll named Terezi's idea; having tricked John into flying up to the 7th gate. Davesprite comes from this doomed timeline, where John does die, and so does Jade, because she was unable to escape into the medium. With a "dead heir and witch" the game could not be beat. So that one doomed Dave -- you know, with the snazzy white suit? -- he decides to interfere with the alpha timeline, stopping John from dying, and therefore Jade as well. He saved his friends. He also prototypes himself with the rambunctious crow, creating an entity known as Davesprite.
Davesprite's relationships are complicated. In a way. He's referred to as "orange dave!" and "other dave!" which doesn't really bother him -- as long as he's not called "fake dave". In John's case, that did happen, and Dave didn't like it at all. Maybe it hurt him, because he went through so much, having been in that doomed timeline for so long. He probably liked John, too, which could've been the case; after all, he was kind of his best friend. That hurt. As for his other friends, he still can hold up his side of the banter with Rose, and still be chill with Jade, and particularly happy to have a Jadesprite, a sprite of his own, but he's hesitant to trust a troll like Terezi, getting pissed that alpha Dave was falling for her "tricks" since she killed his -- our best friend. He's opened his eyes to just about everyone else when he becomes a sprite.
PERSONALITY:
Once upon a time Davesprite was Dave Strider, a cool kid whose only ambitions pertained to his own desires. Once upon a time he was only obsessed with positive feed-back to his far-out rhymes and raps, and his brain perfected everything he ever typed, because that was the only thing that really mattered: keeping a chill persona, and making others believe that you had it. He did his own thing, and he knew when he screwed up 'cause then he'd go off the darn handle (and get right back on it). He'd believe irony was his forte and motivation, that being insensitive was nothing when you had a smart mouth and a fast hand. Once upon a time--
no fuck that
In all reality, they aren't completely one and the same. The boy called Dave Strider, the most beloved insufferable prick is someone completely unfamiliar, a fake mess, a douche of a guy, someone Davesprite never wants to be, but knows, knows he still is. He definitely reassures this, getting so upset over John not calling him the "real dave". But why would he, after everything he's seen? After everything he's been through, those months spent while two of his best friends were dead. He's gone through it all, and he knows this gives him enough of a reason to cry out "i am dave dammit" Just fuck it all.
Dave and Davesprite's personalities are, for the most part, quite similar, but there comes a certain point where they differ. Because Davesprite was or is Dave Strider, he's still got this impressionable cool facade that he's built up since Lord knows when. Probably since he was born. Got his first shades when he was a toddler, in the form of his brother's. Fought with his Bro on the roof, got covered in puppet ass a shit load of the time, and got his own ass kicked on aforementioned roof. Met his 3 best friends. Played a game, a reality-altering game, a reality-altering game called Sburb. Learned to fucking hate that game. But that comes later. Met trolls, let a troll slip through his fingers (and here's where the roads diverge and affect them overall) and got his best friend John killed. Got Jade killed, too. Felt like shit, wandered, wondered, for months. Went back in time, prototyped, turned full-fledge Davesprite. Stopped the John in the Alpha's timeline from getting killed. Didn't get called Dave. Can I speak to the Real Dave? Got hurt. Got real hurt.
its like youre half of something else
Just a fraction of your fucking self.
Davesprite is different. He might be the same age as That Other Dave, but it's obvious: he's hella more mature. He's got different motivations for one thing, and not everything is centered around himself. He wants to be done with this game, and he wants his friends to get out of it alive. See, when you put someone through that much suffering, and a situation where their ass is enlightened tinfold, you're most likely gonna get a brand-spanking-new result. He's still got his negative traits, like being an "asshole", because, really, if he wasn't such a prick you couldn't call him Dave. He couldn't call himself Dave. He's more soft too, which is actually a good thing, cherishing his friends a lot more because, damn, they were dead. He knows a shitload more about the game, being a sprite and all, though he remains unwilling to share it. He's still a cool kid; he's still got his shit perfected, but he's just a smarter one.
POWER:
(1) The ability to hover/fly. Dave's protoyped with a rambunctious crow, so let's say he absorbed some of the general attributes of birds.
(2) Awesome sword skills. He's fought with Bro against Jack Noir on the Beat Mesa. He's got experience growing up as a fighter.
[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE: they say the toughest part about being a kid whether you like it or not
is all the mistakes youll make growing up
...
i beg to differ my sovereign father
caw caw
the orange creamsicle god says youre wrong
you need to see it like a game
no wait fuck games???
its like
its like common sense
think about it long and hard folks cause it pretty easy to get
the toughest part about being a kid
is the amount of discouragement youll get
try to do something right
get kicked down
say something
get kicked some more
its like theres no fucking pleasing people see
its way different from mistakes
you know youre doing the right thing but everyones just all up in your face
or in some cases not enough in your face
im probably being vague here but see i dont even need to make fucking sense
i know what im doing
i know where im going
with this
the orange creamsicle god has just enlightened your ass k
LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE: It was only when the meteors came rushing down, did he see his life flash before his eyes.
He had never given much thought as to how he was going to die-- here, on the battlefield, with only Jadesprite to accompany him. It was different, has he thought about death more frequently he would've reassured himself: it was coming. He most certainly never payed much attention to the cliche -- after all, what was his life; what was it to him? Cawfully ironic, he could say. Or a pile of screw-ups stacked high, farther than the eye could see. People would come from miles and behold the one they called Davesprite: That One Guy With A Sad, Sad, Sob Story.
Nah.
He's been through hell, but he's a sprite -- being one was like achieving everything, and then it was totally not. It was like being at the top of the world, just under heaven's reach. It was like being at the bottom of a bottom-less ocean, holding a forbidden book, reading the secrets of a game that was just too much. What about the regular people, the guardians, the kids, the irregular trolls? What about them? What about John, doomed John. What about being that Real Dave he'd heard so much about. Being a sprite was like being one too many things, and then it was like being nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
With the meteors falling all about, the largest one heading straight for them, he thought. He thought about everything, and nothing. It was strange. Contradictory, odd -- plenty odd. He wasn't about to cry, or scream, or anything. He'd fight if he could. But for what?
"You ready?"
In that moment, he took one final glance at Jadesprite. He pretended her hand was in his.
"Yeah."
Just so he'd have someone to squeeze.
FINAL NOTES ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER:
Is there anything else about your character that you feel we should know, that isn't covered in any of the earlier sections? This field is optional.