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application - bete noire
Jan. 4th, 2011 08:54 pm1. Player Information
Name (or internet handle): Maggie
Current characters in Bete Noire: Abe Starling, Beka Valentine, Taliam West
2. Character Information
Name: Heero Yuy
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polishedsteel
Fandom: Mobile Suit Gundam Wing
Image: The Perfect Soldier
3. Character Information II
Age/Appearance: 18. Dark hair, blue eyes, of Japanese descent. Muscular and lithe - he's a mobile suit pilot, a weapon and a soldier, has been trained to be since he was a small child, and it shows. No noticeable scars or disfigurations - even his battle scars are hidden by clothing most of the time.
History: The wiki is based at wikia and therefore a pile of suck to look at, but... Here is his character history. Please ignore the "Frozen Teardrop" section (it's tiny anyway). It's some bizarre attempt at retrofitting itself into canon, and reads like a terrible fanfic, and it's brand-spanking-new enough that fandom's pretty much inclined to just... wave it off as not!canon anyway. It's also after this kid's canon point, apparently.
Alternatively, the actual wikipedia article for the whole series has a pretty good summary of canon. After the series, about a year later, we have Endless Waltz. And if all of that is ridiculously convoluted and ugly, I understand, and I can type up a summary for you. It just... will be ridiculously long. (Confusing political canon is confusing and political!)
Since Heero is 16 at the end of canon, and I don't want to just magically age him up, I've got only headcanon to go on to fill in the past two years. So, here's my interpretation:
The end of the war brought about an era of peace, and in order to enforce that, the Preventers were founded - a military-like organization that stopped terrorist attacks, ideally before they could even start. Having no real direction in his life, and figuring the transition to normal life would be made easier if his job still involved his skills as a soldier, Heero joined up with the Preventers. His age was a significant point of contention between him and other members, and he would have just tolerated it just as the other former pilots were doing in their own ways, but attached to his age was also his name: Heero Yuy, the boy who saved Earth. Heero Yuy, the boy who may well have started it all to begin with. Heero Yuy, the all-important figure that Heero Yuy did not want to be. And so, after a little under a year, he left. He did his damnedest to fade into the background.
He wandered, partially lost. Earth, the space colonies... he even briefly assisted with the terraforming project on Mars. He avoided using his name whenever he could, and it was rare that he ran into anyone he'd known beforehand. He did manage to come around a few times, whenever Quatre decided to throw some huge party in which he invited everyone ever amen, but he always managed to get away before any in-depth conversations could occur between him and the other former-pilots. In a way, he was convinced they wanted little to do with him anyway.
One way or another, his and wanderings and soul-searching somehow led him to Bete Noire...
Personality: Heero Yuy is, first and foremost, a soldier. He's focused, efficient, dedicated... he's everything a perfect soldier should be. While on the battlefield, he reigns in his emotions and remains as stoic as he can. He knows that he can't feel compassion for his enemies, it would make him less effective. However, all of this is put aside when he isn't fighting. Odin Lowe always told him that a life is most worth living when lived through your own emotions, and he has taken this to heart. Many of his impulse decisions are completely made by following his heart, not his head.
While he values his life now, he didn't always. Heero used to think of his life as cheap, and saw himself as nothing but a weapon. His progression through canon taught him otherwise, and he ultimately lives to save the day with a declaration of "I will survive!" (and I bet the song is now running through your head. Works every time).
Heero has many talents, such as combat, firearms, hacking, basketball and other strange things we see him excel at in series (like formal dancing. wtf man). However, conversation is not one of those talents. Heero is, generally, blunt. He doesn't like stringing six words together when three can get his point across just fine. At the same time, though, he doesn't mince words either. If it needs to be said, he won't let it slide. Now that peace has been achieved, he's trying his best to adapt, as hard as that is for a boy who literally grew up entirely surrounded by war. This definitely includes learning to actually socialize properly. It's a very slow process. His travels through space since the end of the war have taught him some things - he's now less likely to put a gun in your face if you piss him off - but he definitely still has a ways to go.
Sexual Preferences/Orientation: Having been raised as a soldier, grown up literally surrounded by war, and lived his life from battle to battle, Heero hasn't exactly had any time to think about his sexuality. This has left him pretty, well, repressed. It's been two years since he's had to do any amount of fighting, and for all his attempting to integrate into society, learn more about the world and himself, and make the transition from soldier to just plain citizen... sexuality is just one more area that he has yet to puzzle through. He's not uninformed about sex - He's watched porn, I'm sure, he's a late-teenage boy after all - but he hasn't had anyone to call his own. So, tl;dr, it's anyone's guess which way he swings or what he'll be like in bed, but we know for damn sure it's going to take some major adjustment to get him to that point regardless.
Powers: In canon, Heero stands out because he's a Gundam pilot, and is trained in hand-to-hand combat and basic firearms as a soldier. He's been dubbed "The Perfect Soldier" for a reason: Heero is ruthless in battle. His aim is deadly, his reflexes are crazy, and his endurance is solid. He has some skills with hacking, too, which can come in pretty handy.
There is nothing supernatural about him, though, so in the long run, he's still a "squishy" human. Just... probably less squishy than your average human by virtue of fighting back.
Reason for playing: Heero Yuy is very close to my heart. I have played him in some way, shape or form for years now, and I always feel a little incomplete when I'm not actively playing him somewhere other than my musebox. However, even with all the random crap I've put the kid through, I have never put him in a mature setting along the lines of Bete Noire. I want to see him twitch. I want to see him react to the shit of epic proportions that goes on here. Most of all, I want to see him develop. This can actually happen here, in a setting that isn't just "You're stuck in a castle. Go!" or "You've woken up in a weird 50's town. Go!" or "You now have access to the Astral Plane. Go!" or... well, you get the idea. I've wanted so much to put Heero in a game where his interactions would change and shape him - for the better or worse, doesn't matter to me - and I think I finally have that opportunity with this game.
... tl;dr: Bete Noire gives me a chance to do thingsto with Heero that I've never had the chance to do previously, and that excites me. ♥
4. Original Character Supplement
World History:
Character History:
5. Samples
First-Person:
[ Voice ]
Back on Earth...?
I don't remember returning to the planet. I also don't know what city this is. If there is anyone listening on this network, I would appreciate directions to, or coordinates of, the closest airport. If that isn't possible... then I would like an explanation.
Third-Person: "... just wanted to know how you were doing. It's been so long, I wonder where you are. ...Everything here is well enough... "
Heero stared blankly forward, phone no longer even against his ear as the voice message continued without his attention. She used to call every day. That slowly, thankfully, came to a stop as he actually answered less and less - once a week, then once a month, then maybe once in a while... sometimes, yes, he would answer, but not always. Not even most of the time. Really, this was the first he'd heard Relena's voice in a very long time. He momentarily wondered how she'd found his new phone number this time, then remembered he really didn't have to ask.
"... suppose that's all. ... I hope you're well, Heero. Maybe I'll hear from you soon."
It wasn't that he was disinterested, he'd just heard it all before. Literally. He didn't know if she was even aware that all of her messages were almost identical, no matter how much time passed between them.
Well, if she wanted to see him so badly, he supposed there was no harm in paying her a visit. He deleted the message, tossed his phone aside, and moved to his computer. She wasn't the only one capable of snooping into the life of an old friend, and he was better at it, thank you very much. It didn't take long for him to find her entire schedule for the next two months, not that he even needed to look that far ahead. Apparently, they were currently on the same colony. Small universe.
Another few clicks provided him with an address, and after that, he grabbed his coat and prepared himself for a surprise visit with the president of Earth herself.
If he hadn't been preoccupied with trying to find his keys in his coat pocket, he may have noticed a bit sooner that stepping out the front door didn't lead him onto the apartment complex walkway as he thought it would. A few steps later, when he finally look up, he froze.
Third-Person #2: Heero has had this dream before.
It begins with a deafening sound - a siren. A warning to the civilians to get out. The capable fighters go to the right, everyone else to the left, and Heero has no idea where to go. Logic dictates that if he can help, he should. But he's had this dream before.
If he goes to the right, he's thrown into the middle of chaos. Bullets, missiles, mobile suits... and he isn't prepared for any of it. It should be over, but tell that to the soldier in front of him with a brand new hole in his head. Try to pretend it's finished when he can feel bullets piercing his arms and shoulders as they whiz by. He can't recall specifics, but something grabs his arm and twists it out of socket and he screams in agony. Normal people don't feel pain in dreams. Heero never really was normal though, was he?
He should go the other direction. He should follow the civilians, avoid the pain and the memories. If he followed his heart - and logic, for that matter - he would fight, but after enough repetitions of this dream, this choice, he's grown to question it. But he's already headed the other direction before.
The path of the civilians is covered in land mines and several innocents do not make it. They all blame him - he should know better, he should have fought, he should have prevented this, they all say. They call him a monster, they say he will never change. In the distance, things are calm. There is peace. The people are happy and carrying on with life. He will never make it there. The way is blocked by those who insist he doesn't belong with them. And just when the crowd moves to end him on behalf of his crimes...
He wakes in a cold sweat, angry and confused. There's no one around to hear his rapid breathing, to talk him down from this fight-or-flight high, to talk to at all... And he eventually goes back to sleep.
He's had this dream before. Maybe this time, he'll get it right.
Name (or internet handle): Maggie
Current characters in Bete Noire: Abe Starling, Beka Valentine, Taliam West
2. Character Information
Name: Heero Yuy
Livejournal Username:
polishedsteelFandom: Mobile Suit Gundam Wing
Image: The Perfect Soldier
3. Character Information II
Age/Appearance: 18. Dark hair, blue eyes, of Japanese descent. Muscular and lithe - he's a mobile suit pilot, a weapon and a soldier, has been trained to be since he was a small child, and it shows. No noticeable scars or disfigurations - even his battle scars are hidden by clothing most of the time.
History: The wiki is based at wikia and therefore a pile of suck to look at, but... Here is his character history. Please ignore the "Frozen Teardrop" section (it's tiny anyway). It's some bizarre attempt at retrofitting itself into canon, and reads like a terrible fanfic, and it's brand-spanking-new enough that fandom's pretty much inclined to just... wave it off as not!canon anyway. It's also after this kid's canon point, apparently.
Alternatively, the actual wikipedia article for the whole series has a pretty good summary of canon. After the series, about a year later, we have Endless Waltz. And if all of that is ridiculously convoluted and ugly, I understand, and I can type up a summary for you. It just... will be ridiculously long. (Confusing political canon is confusing and political!)
Since Heero is 16 at the end of canon, and I don't want to just magically age him up, I've got only headcanon to go on to fill in the past two years. So, here's my interpretation:
The end of the war brought about an era of peace, and in order to enforce that, the Preventers were founded - a military-like organization that stopped terrorist attacks, ideally before they could even start. Having no real direction in his life, and figuring the transition to normal life would be made easier if his job still involved his skills as a soldier, Heero joined up with the Preventers. His age was a significant point of contention between him and other members, and he would have just tolerated it just as the other former pilots were doing in their own ways, but attached to his age was also his name: Heero Yuy, the boy who saved Earth. Heero Yuy, the boy who may well have started it all to begin with. Heero Yuy, the all-important figure that Heero Yuy did not want to be. And so, after a little under a year, he left. He did his damnedest to fade into the background.
He wandered, partially lost. Earth, the space colonies... he even briefly assisted with the terraforming project on Mars. He avoided using his name whenever he could, and it was rare that he ran into anyone he'd known beforehand. He did manage to come around a few times, whenever Quatre decided to throw some huge party in which he invited everyone ever amen, but he always managed to get away before any in-depth conversations could occur between him and the other former-pilots. In a way, he was convinced they wanted little to do with him anyway.
One way or another, his and wanderings and soul-searching somehow led him to Bete Noire...
Personality: Heero Yuy is, first and foremost, a soldier. He's focused, efficient, dedicated... he's everything a perfect soldier should be. While on the battlefield, he reigns in his emotions and remains as stoic as he can. He knows that he can't feel compassion for his enemies, it would make him less effective. However, all of this is put aside when he isn't fighting. Odin Lowe always told him that a life is most worth living when lived through your own emotions, and he has taken this to heart. Many of his impulse decisions are completely made by following his heart, not his head.
While he values his life now, he didn't always. Heero used to think of his life as cheap, and saw himself as nothing but a weapon. His progression through canon taught him otherwise, and he ultimately lives to save the day with a declaration of "I will survive!" (and I bet the song is now running through your head. Works every time).
Heero has many talents, such as combat, firearms, hacking, basketball and other strange things we see him excel at in series (like formal dancing. wtf man). However, conversation is not one of those talents. Heero is, generally, blunt. He doesn't like stringing six words together when three can get his point across just fine. At the same time, though, he doesn't mince words either. If it needs to be said, he won't let it slide. Now that peace has been achieved, he's trying his best to adapt, as hard as that is for a boy who literally grew up entirely surrounded by war. This definitely includes learning to actually socialize properly. It's a very slow process. His travels through space since the end of the war have taught him some things - he's now less likely to put a gun in your face if you piss him off - but he definitely still has a ways to go.
Sexual Preferences/Orientation: Having been raised as a soldier, grown up literally surrounded by war, and lived his life from battle to battle, Heero hasn't exactly had any time to think about his sexuality. This has left him pretty, well, repressed. It's been two years since he's had to do any amount of fighting, and for all his attempting to integrate into society, learn more about the world and himself, and make the transition from soldier to just plain citizen... sexuality is just one more area that he has yet to puzzle through. He's not uninformed about sex - He's watched porn, I'm sure, he's a late-teenage boy after all - but he hasn't had anyone to call his own. So, tl;dr, it's anyone's guess which way he swings or what he'll be like in bed, but we know for damn sure it's going to take some major adjustment to get him to that point regardless.
Powers: In canon, Heero stands out because he's a Gundam pilot, and is trained in hand-to-hand combat and basic firearms as a soldier. He's been dubbed "The Perfect Soldier" for a reason: Heero is ruthless in battle. His aim is deadly, his reflexes are crazy, and his endurance is solid. He has some skills with hacking, too, which can come in pretty handy.
There is nothing supernatural about him, though, so in the long run, he's still a "squishy" human. Just... probably less squishy than your average human by virtue of fighting back.
Reason for playing: Heero Yuy is very close to my heart. I have played him in some way, shape or form for years now, and I always feel a little incomplete when I'm not actively playing him somewhere other than my musebox. However, even with all the random crap I've put the kid through, I have never put him in a mature setting along the lines of Bete Noire. I want to see him twitch. I want to see him react to the shit of epic proportions that goes on here. Most of all, I want to see him develop. This can actually happen here, in a setting that isn't just "You're stuck in a castle. Go!" or "You've woken up in a weird 50's town. Go!" or "You now have access to the Astral Plane. Go!" or... well, you get the idea. I've wanted so much to put Heero in a game where his interactions would change and shape him - for the better or worse, doesn't matter to me - and I think I finally have that opportunity with this game.
... tl;dr: Bete Noire gives me a chance to do things
World History:
Character History:
5. Samples
First-Person:
[ Voice ]
Back on Earth...?
I don't remember returning to the planet. I also don't know what city this is. If there is anyone listening on this network, I would appreciate directions to, or coordinates of, the closest airport. If that isn't possible... then I would like an explanation.
Third-Person: "... just wanted to know how you were doing. It's been so long, I wonder where you are. ...Everything here is well enough... "
Heero stared blankly forward, phone no longer even against his ear as the voice message continued without his attention. She used to call every day. That slowly, thankfully, came to a stop as he actually answered less and less - once a week, then once a month, then maybe once in a while... sometimes, yes, he would answer, but not always. Not even most of the time. Really, this was the first he'd heard Relena's voice in a very long time. He momentarily wondered how she'd found his new phone number this time, then remembered he really didn't have to ask.
"... suppose that's all. ... I hope you're well, Heero. Maybe I'll hear from you soon."
It wasn't that he was disinterested, he'd just heard it all before. Literally. He didn't know if she was even aware that all of her messages were almost identical, no matter how much time passed between them.
Well, if she wanted to see him so badly, he supposed there was no harm in paying her a visit. He deleted the message, tossed his phone aside, and moved to his computer. She wasn't the only one capable of snooping into the life of an old friend, and he was better at it, thank you very much. It didn't take long for him to find her entire schedule for the next two months, not that he even needed to look that far ahead. Apparently, they were currently on the same colony. Small universe.
Another few clicks provided him with an address, and after that, he grabbed his coat and prepared himself for a surprise visit with the president of Earth herself.
If he hadn't been preoccupied with trying to find his keys in his coat pocket, he may have noticed a bit sooner that stepping out the front door didn't lead him onto the apartment complex walkway as he thought it would. A few steps later, when he finally look up, he froze.
Third-Person #2: Heero has had this dream before.
It begins with a deafening sound - a siren. A warning to the civilians to get out. The capable fighters go to the right, everyone else to the left, and Heero has no idea where to go. Logic dictates that if he can help, he should. But he's had this dream before.
If he goes to the right, he's thrown into the middle of chaos. Bullets, missiles, mobile suits... and he isn't prepared for any of it. It should be over, but tell that to the soldier in front of him with a brand new hole in his head. Try to pretend it's finished when he can feel bullets piercing his arms and shoulders as they whiz by. He can't recall specifics, but something grabs his arm and twists it out of socket and he screams in agony. Normal people don't feel pain in dreams. Heero never really was normal though, was he?
He should go the other direction. He should follow the civilians, avoid the pain and the memories. If he followed his heart - and logic, for that matter - he would fight, but after enough repetitions of this dream, this choice, he's grown to question it. But he's already headed the other direction before.
The path of the civilians is covered in land mines and several innocents do not make it. They all blame him - he should know better, he should have fought, he should have prevented this, they all say. They call him a monster, they say he will never change. In the distance, things are calm. There is peace. The people are happy and carrying on with life. He will never make it there. The way is blocked by those who insist he doesn't belong with them. And just when the crowd moves to end him on behalf of his crimes...
He wakes in a cold sweat, angry and confused. There's no one around to hear his rapid breathing, to talk him down from this fight-or-flight high, to talk to at all... And he eventually goes back to sleep.
He's had this dream before. Maybe this time, he'll get it right.
