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Player Name: Jes
Player LJ: threnoder
Contact: plurk: bedlam
Character Number: Second!
Character: Excalibur
Fandom: Soul Eater
Personality: Excalibur is a man of many words. He may not be a man by the strictest definition of it, and the order he puts these words in may not make a great deal of sense, but he is still a man of many words.
Some of these words may be: "My legend began in the twelfth century."
Or they may be, "I begin every morning with a cup of coffee with cream."
You don't know these things yet? You will. Because Excalibur has a burning desire to tell this to you. And once you know that, there is very little about him that will surprise you. But for the sake of full disclosure, let's start from the beginning. His legend really did began in the twelfth century, where he served as King Arthur's trusted sword and confidante, giving every confidence and every office, and able to offer sound wisdom to his friend and patron. He also had a really cool beard. Coffee hadn't been invented yet, but if it had, he would have taken it every morning -- with cream.
Fast forward several hundred years later. Excalibur has lost his friend, his respect, his reason in life, his beard. Left with nothing but his own company and all the time in the world, alone in a cave, Excalibur has had plenty of time to craft his superior imagination and his very irregular methods of conversation. Excalibur is someone who thrives on attention and will go through great lengths to get it. This includes telling you stories so fantastic they couldn't be anything but true (... or are they?), bursting into spontaneous song and dance numbers, and asking seemingly random questions and then diverting the conversation immediately after.
Talking to Excalibur is not a linear experience. It's twists and turns, backwards and forwards, up and down, and if you don't change directions as quickly as he does, you will get lost.
Excalibur breaks the fourth wall with relative ease, referencing situations and places that don't properly exist in his world, and often placing himself with fictional characters in fictional settings. In these stories, he is always the Leading Man, to the point of Gary Stu - while also being completely oblivious to the true situation. One example would be the "time" Sherlock Holmes begged him for his help solving a murder mystery, and Excalibur declared Watson to be the murderer while the butler happily brandished a bloodied knife while standing next to the body.
Are Excalibur's stories are told this way on purpose with his eccentric sense of humour coming to play, or is his ego really that large?
Answer: his ego really is that large. Excalibur clings heavily to his glory days, and while he has enough intelligence to realise the world has changed, his desire for recognition and approval has not. Excalibur is the hero of his own story, and you are just something he would step on while climbing the ladder of fame, fortune, and success. After all, there is nobody else in the world as wonderful, clever, heroic, or dashing as he is.
History: Excalibur's history.
Timeline: Episode 9
Abilities: Excalibur can switch between two forms: an anthropomorphic little white beast without trousers and a mighty, powerful sword. This sword is the most powerful sword in existence, able to synch with any Meister. Why does no one use it? That's because of Excalibur's other ability - to annoy the living daylights out of you.
He's also a fairly skilled singer and dancer.
Link to an image of the character: Going to Californiaaaa~
Sample writing: Dear Diary -
No, that's not right at all. Excalibur grabs the sheet of lined paper in a small hand, crumpling it with all the ferocity contained in his tiny body.
Dear my devoted followers,
Yes, he thinks, and if he were capable of smiling, he would definitely be doing so right now. But since he's not, he takes a few minutes of out writing his memoirs to do a jaunty jig. When it is over, he returns to his chair and redips his quill in ink. Why doesn't he use a pen? Why doesn't your mother!
I have finally arrived in my royal kingdom, Demeleierland. It is a rustic place, filled with hayseeds and bumpkins. However, I have nobly promised to take them under my wing and teach them decorum and class. I truly am Dr. Doolittle to their ignorant Elizas.
He sighs to himself, content, the flickering candlelight throwing weak shadows across the contours of his face.
Tomorrow, we begin dance lessons.
Sample journal entry:
FOOLS!
Denizens of Demeleierland, I greet you as your new overlord. Follow me.
[He's on video, but he's going to start walking regardless. You better be following. :|]
My legend dates back to the twelfth century.
From the looks of you, you are all in serious need of conditioner and top hats, but I will excuse your poor manners for the time being. Now tell me, which one of you will be my wielder. Single file, one at a time. I will be inspecting your hands for cuticle damage. The nicer the cuticles, the smarter the man.
Player LJ: threnoder
Contact: plurk: bedlam
Character Number: Second!
Character: Excalibur
Fandom: Soul Eater
Personality: Excalibur is a man of many words. He may not be a man by the strictest definition of it, and the order he puts these words in may not make a great deal of sense, but he is still a man of many words.
Some of these words may be: "My legend began in the twelfth century."
Or they may be, "I begin every morning with a cup of coffee with cream."
You don't know these things yet? You will. Because Excalibur has a burning desire to tell this to you. And once you know that, there is very little about him that will surprise you. But for the sake of full disclosure, let's start from the beginning. His legend really did began in the twelfth century, where he served as King Arthur's trusted sword and confidante, giving every confidence and every office, and able to offer sound wisdom to his friend and patron. He also had a really cool beard. Coffee hadn't been invented yet, but if it had, he would have taken it every morning -- with cream.
Fast forward several hundred years later. Excalibur has lost his friend, his respect, his reason in life, his beard. Left with nothing but his own company and all the time in the world, alone in a cave, Excalibur has had plenty of time to craft his superior imagination and his very irregular methods of conversation. Excalibur is someone who thrives on attention and will go through great lengths to get it. This includes telling you stories so fantastic they couldn't be anything but true (... or are they?), bursting into spontaneous song and dance numbers, and asking seemingly random questions and then diverting the conversation immediately after.
Talking to Excalibur is not a linear experience. It's twists and turns, backwards and forwards, up and down, and if you don't change directions as quickly as he does, you will get lost.
Excalibur breaks the fourth wall with relative ease, referencing situations and places that don't properly exist in his world, and often placing himself with fictional characters in fictional settings. In these stories, he is always the Leading Man, to the point of Gary Stu - while also being completely oblivious to the true situation. One example would be the "time" Sherlock Holmes begged him for his help solving a murder mystery, and Excalibur declared Watson to be the murderer while the butler happily brandished a bloodied knife while standing next to the body.
Are Excalibur's stories are told this way on purpose with his eccentric sense of humour coming to play, or is his ego really that large?
Answer: his ego really is that large. Excalibur clings heavily to his glory days, and while he has enough intelligence to realise the world has changed, his desire for recognition and approval has not. Excalibur is the hero of his own story, and you are just something he would step on while climbing the ladder of fame, fortune, and success. After all, there is nobody else in the world as wonderful, clever, heroic, or dashing as he is.
History: Excalibur's history.
Timeline: Episode 9
Abilities: Excalibur can switch between two forms: an anthropomorphic little white beast without trousers and a mighty, powerful sword. This sword is the most powerful sword in existence, able to synch with any Meister. Why does no one use it? That's because of Excalibur's other ability - to annoy the living daylights out of you.
He's also a fairly skilled singer and dancer.
Link to an image of the character: Going to Californiaaaa~
Sample writing: Dear Diary -
No, that's not right at all. Excalibur grabs the sheet of lined paper in a small hand, crumpling it with all the ferocity contained in his tiny body.
Dear my devoted followers,
Yes, he thinks, and if he were capable of smiling, he would definitely be doing so right now. But since he's not, he takes a few minutes of out writing his memoirs to do a jaunty jig. When it is over, he returns to his chair and redips his quill in ink. Why doesn't he use a pen? Why doesn't your mother!
I have finally arrived in my royal kingdom, Demeleierland. It is a rustic place, filled with hayseeds and bumpkins. However, I have nobly promised to take them under my wing and teach them decorum and class. I truly am Dr. Doolittle to their ignorant Elizas.
He sighs to himself, content, the flickering candlelight throwing weak shadows across the contours of his face.
Tomorrow, we begin dance lessons.
Sample journal entry:
FOOLS!
Denizens of Demeleierland, I greet you as your new overlord. Follow me.
[He's on video, but he's going to start walking regardless. You better be following. :|]
My legend dates back to the twelfth century.
From the looks of you, you are all in serious need of conditioner and top hats, but I will excuse your poor manners for the time being. Now tell me, which one of you will be my wielder. Single file, one at a time. I will be inspecting your hands for cuticle damage. The nicer the cuticles, the smarter the man.