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lovespeople) wrote2014-12-01 09:30 pm
lovespeople) wrote2014-12-01 09:30 pm
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Spoiler Warning: This app has spoilers for the game Transistor! If you plan to finish Transistor and you haven't yet, you probably shouldn't read this. You have been warned!
OOC INFORMATION
Name: Skie
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Other Characters: N/A
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sybil Reisz
Age: 30
Canon: Transistor
Canon Point: At Goldbank Auditorium
Character Information: A link for you!
Personality: Sybil is one who thrives in the spotlight, her motivation and enthusiasm fueled by the interest and participation of the masses. She is an extrovert who is known by all, and she is confident that she knows everyone better than they know themselves. There is not a single social circle that she failed to become a part of, and her presence was welcomed in all of them. Her sociability can be considered one of her strongest traits, and all of Sybil's plans were made so it could be used in her favor.
Relevantly, Sybil is a meticulous planner for both her actions and the events that she was responsible for. Most obvious was that Sybil sought to keep her membership with the Camerata a secret. Though the Camerata was a group dedicated to making the city of Cloudbank better, their methods would not be met with approval. Sybil's planning skills were necessary to carry out the procurement of specific individuals in Cloudbank. These individuals were chosen for their skills or opinions or popularity, because those traits could make the city a better place. Sybil utilized the social circles she was a part of, as well as events to seek out possible targets. She planned and hosted festivals, carried out ground-breaking ceremonies, and even put together programs for up-and-coming talents; one in particular focusing on up-and-coming artists. When sufficient information was gathered, Sybil would only need to give the word and the chosen target would disappear, for the benefit of the city.
Of course, Sybil wouldn't be able to plan even half as well as she did without being able to gather information efficiently and without notice. Unlike those who gathered information on notepads, with recorders, or from third party sources, Sybil's skill was hers alone. With a sharp memory like hers, even the little details of her conversations did not go forgotten. A single conversation with an individual could result in more than enough information for Sybil, to know if they could be considered a target or if they lacked the skills the Camerata was looking for. All, of course, while not giving even the slightest idea that she could be associated with the Camerata at all. She was confident that she could get information on anyone, learn about anyone, at least she was confident until she started investigating Red.
What ended as an unrequited love began with a single song. Sybil discovered Red first through her music, and then eventually through her opinions and talents. Sybil's obsession with Red grew to the point that it defined her actions for a time, and yet still she masked her true intentions behind a well crafted plan. Sybil's deep fascination with Red came from three sources: First, Red was confident and rebellious, producing her music often against the flow of things and stirring up controversy. Sybil knew only acting in the best interests of the public, and Red's popularity seemed to contradict her thoughts on what determined success in the public eye. Yet despite her different approach, Red remained confident and did not waver in the face of adversity. Second, her inability to get all the information she desired out of Red drove her frustrations high. She could try to read as much into Red's thoughts, even spending more time focusing on the smallest, most trivial details, but she would frequently end up with no further information than what she started with. She was the information gatherer, she couldn't fail at that. Lastly, third, was and is physical attraction. Put simply, Sybil thinks Red is incredibly beautiful and has a perfect voice. Though she started just by listening to Red's songs again and again, she now owns quite a number of posters in various sizes featuring Red.
Sybil's obsession, unfortunately, was easily tainted by her jealousy. She eventually began to question why her infatuation was left unrequited, why she could not make even the slightest progress with Red. After all, if there was one thing that Sybil had grown to desire more than anything else it was to be with Red. In her observations, Sybil began questioning who among Red's companions could be sabotaging her chances. She decided that one must have been turning Red against her, and she picked a certain man who was quite close to Red. Her jealousy hatched a plan to remove him from the picture, under the guise of selecting Red as a high-profile target for the Camerata; for the benefit of Cloudbank.
Red, after all, was popular to a point but Sybil's information stated clearly that her disappearance could still be disguised. Sybil's speciality was information, and the other members of the Camerata believed in her skills without question. They believed, even when she falsified the chance of Red being alone when they targeted her; Sybil claimed that there was an 85% chance that Red would be alone.
She wasn't.
The final key part to Sybil's personality is her cowardice. By keeping herself in the spotlight and surrounding herself with people, Sybil's face is that of the perfect public representative. She is enthusiastic, happy, excited, and full of the positivity necessary for a public face. Behind the mask, she hides away and surrounds herself in her fantasies, in the comfort of her own thoughts and formerly in the peace that Red's music brought her. But she couldn't muster the strength to act on what she wanted, and instead chose an underhanded plan to get what she wanted while hiding in her fantasies. She even crafted a private area to call her own, a beach island with a music player as well as a beach chair, ball, and umbrella that she could escape to. Only she knew about it, only she could access it; at least until Red gained access to it later...
As a note, Sybil's personality will be more volatile and unstable to begin. At the canon point that she is being taken from, she will be 98% processed. Following their failed procurement of Red, Sybil separated from the Camerata and remained in the Auditorium. She slowly consumed herself with thoughts of her failure, while an item she took from Royce allowed the Process to consume her in a different way (different than other citizens of Cloudbank); it was an item that was an experiment, wasn't meant to be used, and wasn't supposed to leave Royce's possession. But Sybil viewed it as a safe ticket, an escape from her mistake.
Sybil's words while she's fully processed, during the battle, are pleas to Red, nothing but desperation in the face of her failure. This desperation will still be very present in her thoughts, but she will recover in time. She is, after all, responsible for triggering the events of the entire game; she owes many apologies.
5-10 Key Character Traits: Enthusiastic, Dependable, Analytical, Persistent, Passionate, Jealous, Obsessive, Manipulative, Vengeful, Escapist.
Would you prefer a monster that FITS your character’s personality, CONFLICTS with it, or EITHER? FITS, please!
Opt-Outs: Gargoyle, Goblin, Werewolf, Werebear, Troll.
Roleplay Sample: (In addition, I also put up a Test Drive (Nov) thread last time, and a Test Drive (Jan) thread this time!)
Everything was blurry. Sybil's vision was the most obvious thing that was blurred, but her thoughts were muddled and she couldn't pick out a single thing for long enough before another thought was getting in the way. She couldn't focus, she couldn't... She couldn't... The tears in her eyes were keeping her from seeing, and the thought finally makes its way through to rub her eyes until she can see.
Raising her hands up, she rubs the palms of her hands against her eyes and against her cheeks to wipe the wetness away. When she blinks the last lingering tears from her eyes, she finally sees what her hands look like. Instead of her smooth skin, there are horrid black squares covering over her. Flecks of black float into the air, floating towards her for only a moment before fading into nothing. Recoiling back immediately, pure terror fills her up but keeps even a single sound from escaping her. It's like the fear is choking her, keeping her from breathing so she can calm herself. Instead she panics further, desperately trying to get away from... herself.
The reality sets in, and she stops completely as she finally manages a single breath. The second breath comes easier, but before long it's breath after breath and her chest is heaving. Her thoughts are no longer crushed together but instead are cascading over her, reminding her of her failures and her shortcomings. Failure. She failed... She failed she failed she failed. She's struggling for breath, only managing insubstantial gasps as short cries start to leave her lips. It's all her fault. Everything is her fault, her fault... her fault.
Her fault.
Slumping to her side, she can't stop the tears or the cries... or the pain. Alone in the auditorium, she chokes out desperate words in hopes that they'll help her. In hopes that they'll save her.
"I only wanted you"
OOC INFORMATION
Name: Skie
Contact:
Other Characters: N/A
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sybil Reisz
Age: 30
Canon: Transistor
Canon Point: At Goldbank Auditorium
Character Information: A link for you!
Personality: Sybil is one who thrives in the spotlight, her motivation and enthusiasm fueled by the interest and participation of the masses. She is an extrovert who is known by all, and she is confident that she knows everyone better than they know themselves. There is not a single social circle that she failed to become a part of, and her presence was welcomed in all of them. Her sociability can be considered one of her strongest traits, and all of Sybil's plans were made so it could be used in her favor.
Relevantly, Sybil is a meticulous planner for both her actions and the events that she was responsible for. Most obvious was that Sybil sought to keep her membership with the Camerata a secret. Though the Camerata was a group dedicated to making the city of Cloudbank better, their methods would not be met with approval. Sybil's planning skills were necessary to carry out the procurement of specific individuals in Cloudbank. These individuals were chosen for their skills or opinions or popularity, because those traits could make the city a better place. Sybil utilized the social circles she was a part of, as well as events to seek out possible targets. She planned and hosted festivals, carried out ground-breaking ceremonies, and even put together programs for up-and-coming talents; one in particular focusing on up-and-coming artists. When sufficient information was gathered, Sybil would only need to give the word and the chosen target would disappear, for the benefit of the city.
Of course, Sybil wouldn't be able to plan even half as well as she did without being able to gather information efficiently and without notice. Unlike those who gathered information on notepads, with recorders, or from third party sources, Sybil's skill was hers alone. With a sharp memory like hers, even the little details of her conversations did not go forgotten. A single conversation with an individual could result in more than enough information for Sybil, to know if they could be considered a target or if they lacked the skills the Camerata was looking for. All, of course, while not giving even the slightest idea that she could be associated with the Camerata at all. She was confident that she could get information on anyone, learn about anyone, at least she was confident until she started investigating Red.
What ended as an unrequited love began with a single song. Sybil discovered Red first through her music, and then eventually through her opinions and talents. Sybil's obsession with Red grew to the point that it defined her actions for a time, and yet still she masked her true intentions behind a well crafted plan. Sybil's deep fascination with Red came from three sources: First, Red was confident and rebellious, producing her music often against the flow of things and stirring up controversy. Sybil knew only acting in the best interests of the public, and Red's popularity seemed to contradict her thoughts on what determined success in the public eye. Yet despite her different approach, Red remained confident and did not waver in the face of adversity. Second, her inability to get all the information she desired out of Red drove her frustrations high. She could try to read as much into Red's thoughts, even spending more time focusing on the smallest, most trivial details, but she would frequently end up with no further information than what she started with. She was the information gatherer, she couldn't fail at that. Lastly, third, was and is physical attraction. Put simply, Sybil thinks Red is incredibly beautiful and has a perfect voice. Though she started just by listening to Red's songs again and again, she now owns quite a number of posters in various sizes featuring Red.
Sybil's obsession, unfortunately, was easily tainted by her jealousy. She eventually began to question why her infatuation was left unrequited, why she could not make even the slightest progress with Red. After all, if there was one thing that Sybil had grown to desire more than anything else it was to be with Red. In her observations, Sybil began questioning who among Red's companions could be sabotaging her chances. She decided that one must have been turning Red against her, and she picked a certain man who was quite close to Red. Her jealousy hatched a plan to remove him from the picture, under the guise of selecting Red as a high-profile target for the Camerata; for the benefit of Cloudbank.
Red, after all, was popular to a point but Sybil's information stated clearly that her disappearance could still be disguised. Sybil's speciality was information, and the other members of the Camerata believed in her skills without question. They believed, even when she falsified the chance of Red being alone when they targeted her; Sybil claimed that there was an 85% chance that Red would be alone.
She wasn't.
The final key part to Sybil's personality is her cowardice. By keeping herself in the spotlight and surrounding herself with people, Sybil's face is that of the perfect public representative. She is enthusiastic, happy, excited, and full of the positivity necessary for a public face. Behind the mask, she hides away and surrounds herself in her fantasies, in the comfort of her own thoughts and formerly in the peace that Red's music brought her. But she couldn't muster the strength to act on what she wanted, and instead chose an underhanded plan to get what she wanted while hiding in her fantasies. She even crafted a private area to call her own, a beach island with a music player as well as a beach chair, ball, and umbrella that she could escape to. Only she knew about it, only she could access it; at least until Red gained access to it later...
As a note, Sybil's personality will be more volatile and unstable to begin. At the canon point that she is being taken from, she will be 98% processed. Following their failed procurement of Red, Sybil separated from the Camerata and remained in the Auditorium. She slowly consumed herself with thoughts of her failure, while an item she took from Royce allowed the Process to consume her in a different way (different than other citizens of Cloudbank); it was an item that was an experiment, wasn't meant to be used, and wasn't supposed to leave Royce's possession. But Sybil viewed it as a safe ticket, an escape from her mistake.
Sybil's words while she's fully processed, during the battle, are pleas to Red, nothing but desperation in the face of her failure. This desperation will still be very present in her thoughts, but she will recover in time. She is, after all, responsible for triggering the events of the entire game; she owes many apologies.
5-10 Key Character Traits: Enthusiastic, Dependable, Analytical, Persistent, Passionate, Jealous, Obsessive, Manipulative, Vengeful, Escapist.
Would you prefer a monster that FITS your character’s personality, CONFLICTS with it, or EITHER? FITS, please!
Opt-Outs: Gargoyle, Goblin, Werewolf, Werebear, Troll.
Roleplay Sample: (In addition, I also put up a Test Drive (Nov) thread last time, and a Test Drive (Jan) thread this time!)
Everything was blurry. Sybil's vision was the most obvious thing that was blurred, but her thoughts were muddled and she couldn't pick out a single thing for long enough before another thought was getting in the way. She couldn't focus, she couldn't... She couldn't... The tears in her eyes were keeping her from seeing, and the thought finally makes its way through to rub her eyes until she can see.
Raising her hands up, she rubs the palms of her hands against her eyes and against her cheeks to wipe the wetness away. When she blinks the last lingering tears from her eyes, she finally sees what her hands look like. Instead of her smooth skin, there are horrid black squares covering over her. Flecks of black float into the air, floating towards her for only a moment before fading into nothing. Recoiling back immediately, pure terror fills her up but keeps even a single sound from escaping her. It's like the fear is choking her, keeping her from breathing so she can calm herself. Instead she panics further, desperately trying to get away from... herself.
The reality sets in, and she stops completely as she finally manages a single breath. The second breath comes easier, but before long it's breath after breath and her chest is heaving. Her thoughts are no longer crushed together but instead are cascading over her, reminding her of her failures and her shortcomings. Failure. She failed... She failed she failed she failed. She's struggling for breath, only managing insubstantial gasps as short cries start to leave her lips. It's all her fault. Everything is her fault, her fault... her fault.
Her fault.
Slumping to her side, she can't stop the tears or the cries... or the pain. Alone in the auditorium, she chokes out desperate words in hopes that they'll help her. In hopes that they'll save her.
"I only wanted you"