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infernoandhearth) wrote2012-09-16 09:55 pm
infernoandhearth) wrote2012-09-16 09:55 pm
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[nick / name]: Leah
[personal LJ/DW name]:brb_evil
[other characters currently played]: None right now!
[e-mail]: malea.botor@gmail.com
[AIM / messenger]: moralsremitted
[series]: Eight Days of Luke
[character]: Luke
[character history / background]: Here.
[character abilities]: He can control fire, as well as create it, in addition he’s able to sense its presence, when David lights a match, he can tell, and shows up soon after; he can change his shape; he is immortal and close to invulnerable; he heals superfast, he has acid dripped on his face for centuries and it takes him two days to completely heal the burn on his face; he can shapeshift into any living thing, male or female or intersex or anything on the spectrum basically; he can speak in any language; and he is incredibly charming, enough to easily make friends, or charm anyone he needs to. Also he’s a god, and a jotunn, so he kind of IS fire, only not. It’s complicated. He can kind of sense if people are sacrificing to him, that sort of thing. Not that. Anyone. Will. But if someone were to, say, dedicate a meal to Loki and dump it into the fire, he’d get a free meal out of it.
[character personality]: The one thing that is most intrinsic to Luke’s personality is his unconventional morality and how he doesn’t really know when to stop. He has no real sense of ‘the line’, and when he may or may not have crossed it. His central driving force is basically him having fun, and trying to prove how clever he is. He doesn’t like to take things seriously either, or, at least, he doesn’t like to be seen taking things seriously.
A good example of many of these things is an event only alluded to in the book, namely, the death of the god Baldur. In Eight Days of Luke, this is the reason Luke was put into prison, fettered underground under the acidic, venomous jaws of three snakes, the venom of which he was forced to catch in a bowl he held above his own face. When the venom filled it, he had to dump it out while the snakes continued to drip poison onto his face. This was intended to continue up until Ragnarok, so he’d been there for centuries when David let him out by accident.
Back to the reason for his imprisonment. Luke’s reason for killing Baldur differentiates him from most other versions of Loki I know of. He states, and is not contradicted, that he did it as a joke, not meaning to kill Baldur, because he “wanted to do something impossible and make it no one’s fault”. Based on this, I imagine he meant to injure Baldur, probably because he was jealous about all the attention being paid to him, and additionally to prove a point to Frigg about how daft she was being not to ask the mistletoe to protect him. It fits with how important being clever, and the centre of attention is to him, and naturally he’d want to go the extra, showing-off route about it. Also, Luke, again, unlike other versions of Loki, apparently turned himself in after it turned out that Baldur had died. Luke clearly has some notion of fair play. He will attempt to hide his involvement in his usual tricks but actually killing people is a line he would prefer not to cross. At one point in the story, Luke sets a building on fire to amuse David, putting two young women in danger of dying, and David only manages to get Luke to put it out by reminding him that he can’t bring the dead back to life.
However, his morals are still, clearly, quite odd. Setting a building and possibly a couple of people on fire, as well as tricking a blind man into shooting another man with an arrow are seen as totally okay to Luke. The only people he really considers the physical wellbeing of other than himself are those very dear to him like David, or Thor. He may not want to kill anyone else, but apparently, maiming is fine. Additionally, he’s not incredibly aware of when he’s gone too far. He ends up killing Baldur because he doesn’t know when to stop, and there is no-one there to stop him. When David is there, he manages to stop him, but Luke was already unconsciously removing the responsibility for their possible deaths from himself, calling them little twits and saying it was their own fault for going to check on their makeup before trying to escape.
As far as him being clever, he’s clever enough that he doesn’t really have time for anyone much stupider than himself. He loses interest in them fairly fast unless he thinks he can use them toward some purpose. When David tries to interest Luke in his new friend, Alan, Luke barely notices him. (Though, this could equally be because he had eyes for no one but David.) He is also very clever when it comes to tricks, expertly charming and manipulating people. He’s clever enough that the other Aesir visit him in prison and ask him for ideas and plans and advice. The second half of the book revolves around the result of a clever plan of Luke’s, done on behalf of Brunhilda, which is complicated enough that even Luke can’t break it himself. An item hidden outside of time where the only way to find it is to not know what or where it is.
When someone is important to Luke, however, he will keep them safe at any cost. When David goes through endless fire to get the item back, Luke has to hold the heat off of David so he won’t die. It requires a ridiculous amount of effort and he does it for two days, even though by the first day, he was convinced that David must have been dead. But just on the off chance that he wasn’t, he crouched there, holding off the fire, and would have done so, I imagine, until David had come out. Possibly forever. On a lesser bout of effort, he goes to great lengths to make David’s life more pleasant overall by letting the right people know things, and buttering up David’s relatives, as well as, of course, setting a building on fire because he was bored.
[point in timeline you're picking your character from]: A couple of years after the events of the book. So, 1977.
[journal post]:
[The video flicks on to briefly show a red-haired man, or, at least, half of him. It’s difficult to pinpoint his actual age, if you pause the video and try. Pausing is, of course, necessary, because two seconds later, the video flips off again. It takes a little while but eventually, text goes up to accompany the brief video.]
It won’t erase. Which is so incredibly unhelpful that I can only assume it’s purposeful. I can’t say I was expecting to end up with one of these in my pocket so suddenly, either.
Someone else has just appeared and stepped directly in the fountain, which is daft, really. It’s not hard to miss. Although I expect someone very clearly stepping in it just now proves that it is rather hard to miss, in fact, and I may have fountain immunity. I wasn’t aware of that, but there you are.
The only important thing I can think of to ask, while we’re both here, whoever you are that’s reading this, is what the conditions of here are? I appreciate knowing when it’s somewhere new.
[third person / log sample]: Luke had long since lost track of time down under the earth. He’d tried to keep track at first, and when he’d nearly forgotten what days and nights looked like, he tried to count his time there by the emptying of his bowl of venom. Sigyn had brought it down and held it over him until she’d gotten into trouble for it and she’d had to leave.
There were rules, of course, and only Luke broke them with any meaning or regularity. Sigyn tried, she was like him to an extent, but nothing stuck. She broke the punishment enough to leave him the bowl when she left, but he had to hold it up himself. When it overflowed, sending the venom burning, running down his arms, he had to empty it without watching. It was when Freya showed up in the middle of this to gloat – the poison dripping painfully across his face as he tipped the bowl sideways and she smiled fiercely and helpfully told him how much he deserved this – it was during this that he lost his count and didn’t feel especially bothered to start it back up again.
He knew he was going to be here essentially forever. Until the end of time, that’s what was meant to happen, and he knew Odin followed through on his punishments. It wasn’t fair, though: hadn’t he suffered enough, yet? He felt sorry, he had been very sorry once it really registered on him what he’d done. He’d felt guilty enough to admit to his wrongdoing and he NEVER admitted to any of his clever plots. Couldn’t they see that he really meant he felt bad this time?
He’d just wanted to prove he could do something incredible, and if it took Baldur down a peg, so much the better. It wasn’t that Baldur hadn’t been a nice person, in fact, he’d almost been TOO nice, responding to everything with good humour and positivity. It was that everyone else was so smug about how GOOD he was and how wonderful and beautiful Baldur was and nothing would ever harm him EVER.
In retrospect, he hadn’t entirely thought through the possible outcomes of putting the one thing that could kill Baldur into the hands of a blind man, but he hadn’t MEANT it. He’d meant…alright, well, he’d wanted an outcome where they saw that Baldur wasn’t invulnerable, and maybe they all grumbled but came to realise that Luke had found a rather silly loophole, and they stopped idolising Baldur and started finding Luke impressive again. Fairly simple, he’d thought.
One of the worst parts of being here was how dull it was. Interspersed with the incredible, snake-related pain, naturally, but the rest of it was just struggling to hold up the bowl, and staring at dull grey walls. He started out thinking out all of the horrible things he was going to do to every god once he got out but he ended out just feeling sad, and wanting things to go back to the way they were, when his punishment would be something like a sewn-up mouth and that would be the end of it. They still asked him for advice, and plans, of course, they did need him, they were all so stupid in comparison, but it wasn’t the same when he wasn’t really involved.
He was at the point of wondering if it would help if he just set the bowl down and let it happen when everything fell down and broke open around him.
Oh good, he thought. Finally. Ragnarok.
Only, it wasn’t.
[personal LJ/DW name]:
brb_evil[other characters currently played]: None right now!
[e-mail]: malea.botor@gmail.com
[AIM / messenger]: moralsremitted
[series]: Eight Days of Luke
[character]: Luke
[character history / background]: Here.
[character abilities]: He can control fire, as well as create it, in addition he’s able to sense its presence, when David lights a match, he can tell, and shows up soon after; he can change his shape; he is immortal and close to invulnerable; he heals superfast, he has acid dripped on his face for centuries and it takes him two days to completely heal the burn on his face; he can shapeshift into any living thing, male or female or intersex or anything on the spectrum basically; he can speak in any language; and he is incredibly charming, enough to easily make friends, or charm anyone he needs to. Also he’s a god, and a jotunn, so he kind of IS fire, only not. It’s complicated. He can kind of sense if people are sacrificing to him, that sort of thing. Not that. Anyone. Will. But if someone were to, say, dedicate a meal to Loki and dump it into the fire, he’d get a free meal out of it.
[character personality]: The one thing that is most intrinsic to Luke’s personality is his unconventional morality and how he doesn’t really know when to stop. He has no real sense of ‘the line’, and when he may or may not have crossed it. His central driving force is basically him having fun, and trying to prove how clever he is. He doesn’t like to take things seriously either, or, at least, he doesn’t like to be seen taking things seriously.
A good example of many of these things is an event only alluded to in the book, namely, the death of the god Baldur. In Eight Days of Luke, this is the reason Luke was put into prison, fettered underground under the acidic, venomous jaws of three snakes, the venom of which he was forced to catch in a bowl he held above his own face. When the venom filled it, he had to dump it out while the snakes continued to drip poison onto his face. This was intended to continue up until Ragnarok, so he’d been there for centuries when David let him out by accident.
Back to the reason for his imprisonment. Luke’s reason for killing Baldur differentiates him from most other versions of Loki I know of. He states, and is not contradicted, that he did it as a joke, not meaning to kill Baldur, because he “wanted to do something impossible and make it no one’s fault”. Based on this, I imagine he meant to injure Baldur, probably because he was jealous about all the attention being paid to him, and additionally to prove a point to Frigg about how daft she was being not to ask the mistletoe to protect him. It fits with how important being clever, and the centre of attention is to him, and naturally he’d want to go the extra, showing-off route about it. Also, Luke, again, unlike other versions of Loki, apparently turned himself in after it turned out that Baldur had died. Luke clearly has some notion of fair play. He will attempt to hide his involvement in his usual tricks but actually killing people is a line he would prefer not to cross. At one point in the story, Luke sets a building on fire to amuse David, putting two young women in danger of dying, and David only manages to get Luke to put it out by reminding him that he can’t bring the dead back to life.
However, his morals are still, clearly, quite odd. Setting a building and possibly a couple of people on fire, as well as tricking a blind man into shooting another man with an arrow are seen as totally okay to Luke. The only people he really considers the physical wellbeing of other than himself are those very dear to him like David, or Thor. He may not want to kill anyone else, but apparently, maiming is fine. Additionally, he’s not incredibly aware of when he’s gone too far. He ends up killing Baldur because he doesn’t know when to stop, and there is no-one there to stop him. When David is there, he manages to stop him, but Luke was already unconsciously removing the responsibility for their possible deaths from himself, calling them little twits and saying it was their own fault for going to check on their makeup before trying to escape.
As far as him being clever, he’s clever enough that he doesn’t really have time for anyone much stupider than himself. He loses interest in them fairly fast unless he thinks he can use them toward some purpose. When David tries to interest Luke in his new friend, Alan, Luke barely notices him. (Though, this could equally be because he had eyes for no one but David.) He is also very clever when it comes to tricks, expertly charming and manipulating people. He’s clever enough that the other Aesir visit him in prison and ask him for ideas and plans and advice. The second half of the book revolves around the result of a clever plan of Luke’s, done on behalf of Brunhilda, which is complicated enough that even Luke can’t break it himself. An item hidden outside of time where the only way to find it is to not know what or where it is.
When someone is important to Luke, however, he will keep them safe at any cost. When David goes through endless fire to get the item back, Luke has to hold the heat off of David so he won’t die. It requires a ridiculous amount of effort and he does it for two days, even though by the first day, he was convinced that David must have been dead. But just on the off chance that he wasn’t, he crouched there, holding off the fire, and would have done so, I imagine, until David had come out. Possibly forever. On a lesser bout of effort, he goes to great lengths to make David’s life more pleasant overall by letting the right people know things, and buttering up David’s relatives, as well as, of course, setting a building on fire because he was bored.
[point in timeline you're picking your character from]: A couple of years after the events of the book. So, 1977.
[journal post]:
[The video flicks on to briefly show a red-haired man, or, at least, half of him. It’s difficult to pinpoint his actual age, if you pause the video and try. Pausing is, of course, necessary, because two seconds later, the video flips off again. It takes a little while but eventually, text goes up to accompany the brief video.]
It won’t erase. Which is so incredibly unhelpful that I can only assume it’s purposeful. I can’t say I was expecting to end up with one of these in my pocket so suddenly, either.
Someone else has just appeared and stepped directly in the fountain, which is daft, really. It’s not hard to miss. Although I expect someone very clearly stepping in it just now proves that it is rather hard to miss, in fact, and I may have fountain immunity. I wasn’t aware of that, but there you are.
The only important thing I can think of to ask, while we’re both here, whoever you are that’s reading this, is what the conditions of here are? I appreciate knowing when it’s somewhere new.
[third person / log sample]: Luke had long since lost track of time down under the earth. He’d tried to keep track at first, and when he’d nearly forgotten what days and nights looked like, he tried to count his time there by the emptying of his bowl of venom. Sigyn had brought it down and held it over him until she’d gotten into trouble for it and she’d had to leave.
There were rules, of course, and only Luke broke them with any meaning or regularity. Sigyn tried, she was like him to an extent, but nothing stuck. She broke the punishment enough to leave him the bowl when she left, but he had to hold it up himself. When it overflowed, sending the venom burning, running down his arms, he had to empty it without watching. It was when Freya showed up in the middle of this to gloat – the poison dripping painfully across his face as he tipped the bowl sideways and she smiled fiercely and helpfully told him how much he deserved this – it was during this that he lost his count and didn’t feel especially bothered to start it back up again.
He knew he was going to be here essentially forever. Until the end of time, that’s what was meant to happen, and he knew Odin followed through on his punishments. It wasn’t fair, though: hadn’t he suffered enough, yet? He felt sorry, he had been very sorry once it really registered on him what he’d done. He’d felt guilty enough to admit to his wrongdoing and he NEVER admitted to any of his clever plots. Couldn’t they see that he really meant he felt bad this time?
He’d just wanted to prove he could do something incredible, and if it took Baldur down a peg, so much the better. It wasn’t that Baldur hadn’t been a nice person, in fact, he’d almost been TOO nice, responding to everything with good humour and positivity. It was that everyone else was so smug about how GOOD he was and how wonderful and beautiful Baldur was and nothing would ever harm him EVER.
In retrospect, he hadn’t entirely thought through the possible outcomes of putting the one thing that could kill Baldur into the hands of a blind man, but he hadn’t MEANT it. He’d meant…alright, well, he’d wanted an outcome where they saw that Baldur wasn’t invulnerable, and maybe they all grumbled but came to realise that Luke had found a rather silly loophole, and they stopped idolising Baldur and started finding Luke impressive again. Fairly simple, he’d thought.
One of the worst parts of being here was how dull it was. Interspersed with the incredible, snake-related pain, naturally, but the rest of it was just struggling to hold up the bowl, and staring at dull grey walls. He started out thinking out all of the horrible things he was going to do to every god once he got out but he ended out just feeling sad, and wanting things to go back to the way they were, when his punishment would be something like a sewn-up mouth and that would be the end of it. They still asked him for advice, and plans, of course, they did need him, they were all so stupid in comparison, but it wasn’t the same when he wasn’t really involved.
He was at the point of wondering if it would help if he just set the bowl down and let it happen when everything fell down and broke open around him.
Oh good, he thought. Finally. Ragnarok.
Only, it wasn’t.