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"I think I'll find another way,
There's so much more to know,
I guess I'll die another day,
It's not my time to go."
OUT OF CHARACTER
There's so much more to know,
I guess I'll die another day,
It's not my time to go."
OUT OF CHARACTER
Player Name: Josie
Are you 16 or older: Yes.
Current Characters: Tony Stark (MCU)
Tag: John Sheppard
IN CHARACTER
Name: Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard
Canon: Stargate: Atlantis
Canon Point: Post 4x04 "Doppelgänger"
Age: 30's
History:
Shep's Wikia
Personality:
John Sheppard is a military man who follows his heart before orders. Not that he is outwardly rebellious, but he isn't afraid to defy the chain of command in favour of saving lives and has proven this on multiple occasions. He's a good man at heart and wants to be trusting, but he isn't naive. He's level-headed and calm and tries to keep the peace to the best of his abilities.
He can be sarcastic and friendly with an edge of dry humour. He thinks tactically and tries to stay several steps ahead, able to see a situation from a strategic stand point as well as a cold calculated standpoint. Though he tries not to rely on the latter if there is any way to succeed without resorting to it.
John's a little on the flirty side and a little on the oblivious side at times, but seems to have excellent people skills. He's a natural-born leader, drawing people in with his charm. He'll do anything for his team and will gladly put himself in the way of danger for them. He doesn't like seeing someone bullied and just wants to rescue everyone he comes across. He also doesn't know the meaning of 'giving up'.
He doesn't think of himself as anything special. There's some pride, but no massive ego. He's confident but not overconfident. He can be bright but sometimes he can seem a bit on the blonde side. He has the patience of a saint when dealing with certain people and much prefers to resort to witty banter than anything else. He describes himself as 'lazy' but is willing to fight if he has to. He has trouble expressing his emotions, and admits such to his team from time to time.
John fears failure. Failing his friends, losing lives, and just generally being unable to protect people. In turn, that translates into fearing himself in a sense as stated by the crystal entity. But because of that, he's selfless, leaving him prone to doing insane things to protect his team, like entering Rodney's dreams to defeat the crystal entity before it kills him or trying to land a crashing moon on a barren planet to save Teyla who was stored in a device aboard the ship.
He's brave, facing impossible odds head on with an almost optimistic attitude, though coloured with some dry humour. He often tries to stay positive, even giving pep talks to the others to promote hope in a dire situation. That trait does tend to be a very important factor in their continued success and survival.
Abilities/Skills:
John has no actual supernatural abilities, except for possessing the Ancient Gene that allows him to use Ancient Tech which probably won't do him much good on the Moira.
Skills
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths
Weaknesses
Items:
SAMPLES
Network Sample:
Evening. Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard here, not that my rank matters anymore, but you know. It's habit. [He shrugs.]
Anyway, I would just like to take a minute to ask around and see if anyone is missing a... um. Well, it's... [He's uncomfortably fumbling for words, having started off strong at first. He shifts, still groping around for the proper noun or adjective to describe what he's trying to describe. In the end, he just turns the video feed around to face the very disturbing-looking alien dog that has decided John's bed is its new favourite place to be.] Well, that. I don't know if you'd call it a dog or an overgrown bullfrog, but either way, it's not mine and I'd very much appreciate it if I could have my bed back. So if this belongs to anyone, could we please remove it from my mattress? He's sweet, don't get me wrong, but I have had a very exhausting day. I'd like to count sheep, not alien space fleas.
Prose/Action Sample:
One of the oddly amphibious creatures had been following him just closely enough to be creepy but not close enough to actually capture it or intimidate it away. The planet seemed almost entirely made up of water save for these small marshy areas, not that he hadn't been to similar places in Pegasus, but he just didn't like being stalked. Harmless or not. So he finally stopped, noticing that the creature stopped as well. His hand gripped the P-90 still clipped to his tactical vest but he didn't raise it. It was merely a precaution if the alien suddenly became violent.
John turned on his heel and started towards the creature who promptly jumped and started scampering towards the water. When John stopped, it stopped and looked behind at John. It shuffled nervously, stepped closer then started for the water again. When John didn't move to follow, it stopped once more. It fidgeted and stepped closer to John once again, seeming to squirm. John just raised an eyebrow and watched the odd display.
"What's the matter, Lassie? Is McKay down a well again?" He tried addressing it again, despite his previous attempts in the same futility. And, just as he'd suspected, it had the same result; Silence. "Okay, look. That was funny." He sighed. "Maybe you just need to know McKay to get it. He gets lost a lot. ...and kidnapped. And locked up. And shot at--Okay, he's just an easy target, but right now I think I might be giving his mouth a run for its money, so please just say something so I don't look like a total idiot." He waited and was still met with silence. Though this time the creature cocked its head to the side. "Or not. Total idiot, it is. But I'm not following you, just so you know. Even I have limits to my idiocy." He turned away and started back towards the transporter. He wanted off this mudball before something tried to eat him, or fishstick over there tried to introduce him to a kelpie. Neither option sounded very fun.
"I guess that's one to beam up." He rubbed the back of his neck with a defeated sigh. "Maybe we'll have better luck with the next planet. I'm really not keen on tossing pond scum on the menu for brunch, even though it might be more edible than some of the cooking. Especially on Thursdays." He shuddered.
Are you 16 or older: Yes.
Current Characters: Tony Stark (MCU)
Tag: John Sheppard
IN CHARACTER
Name: Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard
Canon: Stargate: Atlantis
Canon Point: Post 4x04 "Doppelgänger"
Age: 30's
History:
Shep's Wikia
Personality:
John Sheppard is a military man who follows his heart before orders. Not that he is outwardly rebellious, but he isn't afraid to defy the chain of command in favour of saving lives and has proven this on multiple occasions. He's a good man at heart and wants to be trusting, but he isn't naive. He's level-headed and calm and tries to keep the peace to the best of his abilities.
He can be sarcastic and friendly with an edge of dry humour. He thinks tactically and tries to stay several steps ahead, able to see a situation from a strategic stand point as well as a cold calculated standpoint. Though he tries not to rely on the latter if there is any way to succeed without resorting to it.
John's a little on the flirty side and a little on the oblivious side at times, but seems to have excellent people skills. He's a natural-born leader, drawing people in with his charm. He'll do anything for his team and will gladly put himself in the way of danger for them. He doesn't like seeing someone bullied and just wants to rescue everyone he comes across. He also doesn't know the meaning of 'giving up'.
He doesn't think of himself as anything special. There's some pride, but no massive ego. He's confident but not overconfident. He can be bright but sometimes he can seem a bit on the blonde side. He has the patience of a saint when dealing with certain people and much prefers to resort to witty banter than anything else. He describes himself as 'lazy' but is willing to fight if he has to. He has trouble expressing his emotions, and admits such to his team from time to time.
John fears failure. Failing his friends, losing lives, and just generally being unable to protect people. In turn, that translates into fearing himself in a sense as stated by the crystal entity. But because of that, he's selfless, leaving him prone to doing insane things to protect his team, like entering Rodney's dreams to defeat the crystal entity before it kills him or trying to land a crashing moon on a barren planet to save Teyla who was stored in a device aboard the ship.
He's brave, facing impossible odds head on with an almost optimistic attitude, though coloured with some dry humour. He often tries to stay positive, even giving pep talks to the others to promote hope in a dire situation. That trait does tend to be a very important factor in their continued success and survival.
Abilities/Skills:
John has no actual supernatural abilities, except for possessing the Ancient Gene that allows him to use Ancient Tech which probably won't do him much good on the Moira.
Skills
- Special Ops Military Training
- Highly skilled pilot (Of both planes and space ships)
- Resisting mental invasions
- Talented Golfer
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths
- Natural leader
- Loyal
- Pilot
- Advanced combat skills
- Tactician
- Negotiation
- Patient
Weaknesses
- Follows his heart, not orders
- Kindhearted to a fault
- Clowns
- Kids
- Women
Items:
- SGC Fatigues (Black)
- Tactical Vest (Black)
- P-90 submachine gun
- Beretta 92FS hand gun
- Wound dressings
- C-4
- Radio
- Subcutaneous transmitter
SAMPLES
Network Sample:
Evening. Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard here, not that my rank matters anymore, but you know. It's habit. [He shrugs.]
Anyway, I would just like to take a minute to ask around and see if anyone is missing a... um. Well, it's... [He's uncomfortably fumbling for words, having started off strong at first. He shifts, still groping around for the proper noun or adjective to describe what he's trying to describe. In the end, he just turns the video feed around to face the very disturbing-looking alien dog that has decided John's bed is its new favourite place to be.] Well, that. I don't know if you'd call it a dog or an overgrown bullfrog, but either way, it's not mine and I'd very much appreciate it if I could have my bed back. So if this belongs to anyone, could we please remove it from my mattress? He's sweet, don't get me wrong, but I have had a very exhausting day. I'd like to count sheep, not alien space fleas.
Prose/Action Sample:
One of the oddly amphibious creatures had been following him just closely enough to be creepy but not close enough to actually capture it or intimidate it away. The planet seemed almost entirely made up of water save for these small marshy areas, not that he hadn't been to similar places in Pegasus, but he just didn't like being stalked. Harmless or not. So he finally stopped, noticing that the creature stopped as well. His hand gripped the P-90 still clipped to his tactical vest but he didn't raise it. It was merely a precaution if the alien suddenly became violent.
John turned on his heel and started towards the creature who promptly jumped and started scampering towards the water. When John stopped, it stopped and looked behind at John. It shuffled nervously, stepped closer then started for the water again. When John didn't move to follow, it stopped once more. It fidgeted and stepped closer to John once again, seeming to squirm. John just raised an eyebrow and watched the odd display.
"What's the matter, Lassie? Is McKay down a well again?" He tried addressing it again, despite his previous attempts in the same futility. And, just as he'd suspected, it had the same result; Silence. "Okay, look. That was funny." He sighed. "Maybe you just need to know McKay to get it. He gets lost a lot. ...and kidnapped. And locked up. And shot at--Okay, he's just an easy target, but right now I think I might be giving his mouth a run for its money, so please just say something so I don't look like a total idiot." He waited and was still met with silence. Though this time the creature cocked its head to the side. "Or not. Total idiot, it is. But I'm not following you, just so you know. Even I have limits to my idiocy." He turned away and started back towards the transporter. He wanted off this mudball before something tried to eat him, or fishstick over there tried to introduce him to a kelpie. Neither option sounded very fun.
"I guess that's one to beam up." He rubbed the back of his neck with a defeated sigh. "Maybe we'll have better luck with the next planet. I'm really not keen on tossing pond scum on the menu for brunch, even though it might be more edible than some of the cooking. Especially on Thursdays." He shuddered.