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Oct. 2nd, 2010 02:28 am〈 PLAYER INFO 〉
NAME: Pana
AGE: 31
JOURNAL:
pana
IM / EMAIL: N/A
PLURK:
pana
RETURNING: Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad)
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Job
CHARACTER AGE: 42
SERIES: Banshee
CHRONOLOGY: Season 3 Episode 10 - "We All Pay Eventually"
CLASS: Anti-Hero
HOUSING: Roommates, please! In Maurtia Falls, if possible.
BACKGROUND:
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE:
NAME: Pana
AGE: 31
JOURNAL:
IM / EMAIL: N/A
PLURK:
RETURNING: Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad)
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Job
CHARACTER AGE: 42
SERIES: Banshee
CHRONOLOGY: Season 3 Episode 10 - "We All Pay Eventually"
CLASS: Anti-Hero
HOUSING: Roommates, please! In Maurtia Falls, if possible.
BACKGROUND:
Job is a mystery. His name and every trace of who he was before his criminal life have been wiped completely. What's known for certain is this: He is possibly the greatest hacker in the world. When he was only fifteen years old, he created the Cronus virus in order to attack Red Star Industries, a Pacific Rim multinational conflict security corporation that he deemed corrupt due to their use of child labor and their disregard for environmental regulations. It is strongly implied that the CEO of this corporation was his father, and that the man was abusive towards young Job.PERSONALITY:
By the time Job was in his twenties, he was already so infamous a hacker that the U.S. government went to great lengths to track him down and kill him. In 1994, they assigned the man who would eventually be known as Lucas Hood to assassinate Job, but when the two encountered one another, they realized their interests would be better served allying with each other. Job helped the man erase his old identity and an unbreakable friendship was born between them. They would go on to enjoy a few sweet years of committing lucrative heists together, until 1998, when the man got mixed up with the Russian mafia and landed himself in prison, at which point Job could no longer save him.
The man's lover, Ana, came to Job shortly after. Job renamed her Carrie and assisted her in fleeing the mafia to disappear in rural Pennsylvania. When the man was finally released from prison in 2013, he immediately questioned Job about Ana's whereabouts. Protesting that the man was better off starting a new life, Job nevertheless pointed him to her location in Banshee, Pennsylvania. With Job's help, the man became Lucas Hood, the town's new sheriff, and thus Job was forced to flee his home in New York City in order to join his old friend in Banshee and keep him safe.
There is a certain level of genius that, when reached, makes it exceedingly frustrating to interact with a world operating at average or below-average intelligence. Job is such a genius. His brain works so fast that everyone is constantly miles behind him and he's forced to wait for them to catch up, which leaves him in a perpetual state of simmering annoyance. He hates to explain himself, yet he's constantly forced to explain himself. He hates having to repeat himself, but people have trouble following him the first time, so he's constantly forced to repeat himself. It's maddening for him, and it shows in the way he speaks with everyone. The world is full of slack-jawed idiots and he somehow always finds himself in the position of having to hold their hand.POWER:
Which is why Job hates having to answer to anyone. There is no leader who's ever as prepared as he is. Job has backup plans for his backup plans. He's skilled at improvising, but as a fan of order, he hates to do it. He wants to know exactly what will happen next and he wants the freedom of choosing what to do about it without having to wait for someone else to get with the program. He'd prefer to be a lone wolf and do everything for himself rather than deal with the coordination of a team, which is unfortunate, because he's usually stuck on a team anyway.
And the reason he's always stuck on a team is that, for all his protests to the contrary and against his better judgment, Job cares about people. He is fiercely loyal to the few he allows in his life, and their problems become his problems, no matter how hard he tries to avoid them. He may be sassy and abrasive and argumentative, but he treasures his friends even while he claims to despise them. Job pretends to be incentivized by money and material gain, but the truth is, he's ruled by sentiment. He's a complete asshole with a heart of pyrite, which is not quite up to standard but kind of looks like gold in the right light.
His sentimentality is a closely guarded thing, locked up and covered in spikes. Job hates to let anyone think they've pinned down his personality or his motivations. He erased his identity for a reason. His appearance and even his gender shifts day-to-day, hour-to-hour. Job is non-binary and expresses himself with both masculine and feminine clothing, mannerisms, and descriptions. (Note: In scripts and interviews, the cast and creators refer to Job with male pronouns, so I will follow suit. Job himself switches between them, but in a flippant manner that suggests he doesn't care one way or another.) This fluidity is a reflection of his entire persona. He is ever-changing and he has no time for people who can't deal with that.
Through sheer self-confidence, Job has a way of commanding a room. Even someone who makes the mistake of ridiculing him for his appearance will find themselves swiftly chastised, and it doesn't take long for Job to seize the respect he feels he deserves, whether through cutting words or a brutal physical takedown. Picking a fight isn't generally worth Job's time and he may allow most slights to roll off his back, but when something truly angers him, he has a unique way of bullying the bullies and tearing people down until they obey him. There is something about Job that simply demands recognition.
( OVERWRITE ) This ability allows Job to replace a truth with another truth of his choosing. In the simplest terms, it's like memory manipulation or reality warping. If someone remembers that something happened a certain way, Job can instantly correct that memory so that they believe it went another way. It doesn't just apply to human memory, though. If a piece of paperwork has the year 1995 written on it and Job wants it to say 1996, through nothing but his will and intention, the paperwork will now say 1996. In a blink. In an instant, as if it was always so. The same goes for video or audio recording. If some evidence was captured and Job wants to replace it with a different kind of evidence, it will be so. If a bike is red and Job thinks it should be green, it has now always been green. Job only has to be in the presence of the object or the person in order to alter it with his version of the truth. He cannot, however, create something out of nothing. He cannot take one dollar bill and decide that it's a thousand dollar bills. He can take one dollar bill and make it a hundred dollar bill. He can take one face and make it a different face. He cannot rewrite an entire person's history, only alter it moment by moment in subtle ways. He cannot will something out of existence. All he can do is change things. This power will never be used without permission.〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE:
[Glittery purple lipstick, lush falsies, and one magnificent pink mohawk dominate the video screen, overpowering the owner of these features. Job is smirking, adjusting the camera to get his best angle with a touch of irony, well-aware that he looks like some kind of teenage cam-girl.LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE: TDM
This isn't his usual thing, online chatting. In his own world, he has far better ways to spend his time on the internet. And he usually does his best to avoid being captured by any kind of camera. But here he is, in a whole new universe. One in which he's not a world-renowned most-wanted hacker.
Just another face. Just another pretty face in a very small community of imPorts. It would draw more suspicion to keep himself hidden away.]
Tell me...
[That voice purrs, with an urban sort of cadence likely originating in the seedier neighborhoods of New York City.]
Where can a bitch get a decent drink around here? I have been to every god-forsaken hole in this town and they all be serving up piss-water made in they grand-daddy's bathtub. And here I'm thinking they made moonshine illegal. This shit is sixty percent water, forty percent toilet bowl cleaner, and I am not having it, honey.
[As if he's talking to one person and not hundreds.]
Help a girl out. Extra points if you're buying.