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thethingsidoforlove) wrote2012-01-03 03:29 am
thethingsidoforlove) wrote2012-01-03 03:29 am
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Out of Character Information
Name: Samm
Username:neveryourmask
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Current characters in Baedal: Lucius Malfoy (Sr), Deacon Frost, Logan.
In Character Information
Basics
Character Name: Jaime Lannister
Username:thethingsidoforlove
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Played By: Nikolaj Coster-Waldau
Icon:
Canon Character Section
Physical Description: Lantern-jawed, metallic blonde, broad-shouldered, and green-eyed, Jaime is almost as well known throughout the Seven Kingdoms for how he looks as he is for his prowess as a knight. Lesser spoken of might be a somewhat big nose and an easy smile that give his face some character. Save for a few lasting scratches here and there thanks to a dangerous lifestyle, he is mostly whole and healthy, with callused palms from constant sword and combat training and practice.
Sexuality: Jaime is unmarried, this latter part due to the fact he took a post on the Kingsguard at age 15 in order to avoid an unwanted union. For all intents and purposes, his sexuality is that of any Westoros man, in that he is heterosexual and enjoys a healthy sexual appetite. However, he is set apart still from the fact he explored his sexuality at a young age with his twin sister, Cersei. This was not a childhood phase that faded away in time. Though they were separated as a consequence, experimentation culminated into sexual affair during their teenagehood, and it was Cersei who suggested he take up a place in the Kingsguard in order to stave off unwanted suitors (as the Kingsguard may take no wives and hold no land) as well as stay close to her. He complied.
Their relationship is unhealthy, beyond even the incestual nature of it, and never mind that Cersei bore him three children as a result of it. Incest, in Westoros, is treated with as much disdain as other sins - which is to say, people may not be shocked and appalled by it as they may in contemporary/alternate societies, but it's still an ungodly act, especially if it bears children. Historically speaking, incest has also been a royal practice to show that the Targaryen royals were above the rules of lesser man, and it is this precedent that Cersei might use to defend the act. However, words about royal duty are only a crutch to support what is ultimately a very destructive union, not one to strengthen anything - not Westoros, not the Lannisters, and not themselves except on a level of ego. Jaime is the sword to Cersei's will to use it, and her quest for power matches his ability to conquer and win stuff. They understand and use one another (although Cersei's talents for using people means Jaime gets used, mostly), and feel that the only partner good enough for themselves is their own twin in a rather epic manifestation of ego, expressed through sexual desire.
Outside of Cersei, Jaime's sex life doesn't exist. At this point in time, he has had no sexual encounter with any woman but Cersei, remaining faithful to her to a point that is probably not wholly about honour, and more about excluding any woman to be Cersei's match.
History: Go here for a summary of Jaime's history, all the way to the end of Game of Thrones.
Powers: He has none of these.
Talents/Abilities: Jaime is a renowned knight and soldier, and thus has expert experience in swordplay, knifework, archery, spearing, and mostly any weapon available to a medieval knight. His talents lie mainly in using a sword, however, a much fiercer combatant with that weapon in his hand than a bow and arrow or war hammer, and has disaparaging remarks for anyone who wields these. He is, like most men from his realm, a very competent horse rider, and knows how to take care of one even if the Lannisters were privileged with servants to do such things for them. He is literate if not overly academic, but knows an extensive and biased understanding of the history of his own realm.
Personality: On the surface, it can be said that Jaime is a most romantic depiction of a knight. He is genuinely fearless when it comes to putting himself in danger - at the age of seven, he threw himself off the side of a cliff and into the ocean, for fun, falling 100 feet and being tongue-lashed for foolishness in the aftermath. He has a reputation for not playing cautious, known for saying and doing things with little regard for immediate consequence on account of having the clout, gold, and physical prowess to back himself up, and death is but an inevitable darkness that you have to accept if you ever take up the sword.
This is commonly interpretted as a short temper and impatience. Not totally wrong, but not wholly right, either - Jaime simply puts his life on the line more willingly than others, and quicker to do so. In person and the day to day, outside of his reputation, Jaime is a lot more measured than most would give him credit for. For all that his siblings may be quicker to pride themelves on wit and forward thinking, Jaime is not without such faculties - it is only that they weren't as encouraged, a whetstone for his blade put in his hand instead of books for his mind. As a lord, he has to be able to dismiss with courtesy, accept insult with a smile, and though most of his manner of conversation is direct and even seen as crude or hamfisted, it is absolutely not unconsciously done. His siblings may be better at sly implication and inference; Jaime would sooner verbally knock someone off balance.
His arrogant streak is also a mile wide. He was born into supreme privilege as the eldest son of the rich and powerful Lord Tywin Lannister, whose house basically funds the kingdom of the realm out of pocket. Arrogance is but one source of his fearlessness and confidence, so that he can accept knocks with grace and excel otherwise.
He has a genuine love for his family - he admires (and can be silenced by) his father, he gets along with most of his more distant relatives unless they prove boring, does not remember his dead mother, and carries no resentment for her death with regard to the child she birthed that caused it, his brother Tyrion. Out of everyone in the immediate circle of Lannister, Jaime gets along with him and is often amused at how sharp Tyrion can be, both intellectually and in humour. And of course, there is his twin sister, Cersei, who he loves the most to the point of being in love with her.
There is a secret and destructive streak to the reasons why Jaime continues his relationship with Cersei. Yes, there is love, but he is a typically pragmatic man, and there is nothing pragmatic about their secret affair maintained for decades, nothing pragmatic about fathering illegitimate sons and daughters to the queen of Westoros, nothing pragmatic about killing a boy to keep it a secret in the boy's father's own keep. In fact, the act they engage in as often as they can is, for Jaime, an act of destruction. He carries on an affair with Cersei, in defiance of everything, wielding power to crumble the Lannister name from the inside out. It is a rebellion he can have within the stifling confines of honour and duty.
None of this is conscious, but it's dark beneath the surface.
And as for the game of thrones itself, he doesn't care, truly, of the intricate machinations that his family and peers engage in. He threw his life, titles, and money away in order to be close to Cersei by taking up a position in the Kingsguard, gave up the throne to Ned Stark to choose the correct King when he could have possibly fought for it himself, and frequently disengages or goes along with the plot the people around him cook up. He takes very little seriously, with a boyish reckless that, when digging deeper, conceals a more adult bottomless pit of apathy.
Where this comes from could, arguably, have spawned from the fact that the most powerful move he made, in doing what he knew to be right without influence of anyone else, brings about his greatest shame - killing the Mad King Aerys; a rapist, a madman, and a king who plotted the fiery destruction of a city boasting half a million citizens when it was almost sacked by his opposition, rather than be forced to give it up. Jaime slew the man who was to send the message to the pyromancers to burn down the city, and then slew Aerys himself. While no one had any love for Aerys, it was considered shameful that Jaime killed him as he did, due to having taken an oath to protect the King. So seeing as his most bravest and game-changing act brought him as much hostility as it did glory, he would sooner flip the board than re-engage with the game.
Object: His Kingsguard armor, which has always been unique. It includes an open helmet, a breastplate and backplate, paldrons, greaves, and a skirt of chainmail. The plated armor is steel but laid over with gold, as was his signature. Attached also would be Kingsguard issued sword belt, which holds both a scabbard for his dagger and one for his longsword, both of which are contained as well.
Reason for playing: I have chosen this character because he is both intensely problematic as well as not too terribly ill-suited for Baedal for someone with this kind of culture clash. Westoros/"medieval bloke" sensibilities will not get him far in a society that is not nearly so patriarchal as the one he came from, and his capacity to be stubborn about how much he doesn't give a shit will mean that this is a mountain for him to climb, but one that could be enjoyable to role play. He will have the conflict of not exactly being sad he's leaving behind his Kingsguard position, but abandoning Cersei and the place he calls home will have impact.
At the same time, he is sort of easy going and adaptable. I'd be looking to get him involved with the Militia, too. It is my understanding that played characters, and certainly Baedal newbies, aren't allowed to join fully, and that's fine. If they are in the habit of hiring occasional mercenaries to do things they'd rather not attach themselves to, or anything similar that they would employ a civilian for, PERHAPS THIS. But I am open to ideas in this regard and may hassle you as a result.
Basically I chose him because he will be fun and different to write.
Gods: Gediron is rather suitable. Jaime claims to feel most alive when he is using his sword, which suits a god who is the patron of conflict without particular malice. He is a soldier and occasional tourney knight, which suits Gediron's worship fine, and as a Lannister, Jaime is associated with lions, the emblem of his house.
Writing Samples
First-Person Network Post:
[ They never actually look at the camera, do they? Only their own recording images, despite the way the eyes don't focus, but this isn't a detail Jaime notices anyway. He prefers to communicate this way, faces and voices. The writing is ludicrous and disembodied voices off-putting, a handicap.
Once he is quite sure his message is being sent, he speaks. ]
I require the services of a smith, one who can work both gold and steel, and has at least seen steel plate armor in their lives. Payment can be... [ He squints off in a different direction, a smile creeping at the edges of his mouth. ] ...negotiated.
I can at least promise you that your skill will be worth its weight in gold, or as much as you can scrape off a breastplate without ruining the damn thing.
[ And end, after the video tips off askew. ]
Third-Person Arrival Post:
It happens before the man astride the horse can blink; a fist tight around the reins and a sword slithered from Jaime's scabbard, the edge come to hover beneath the great beast's throat. The gelding merely wickers more at the tug to its harnessing than what the blade might mean, but the courier riding him shows whites around his eyes. "I told you, I'm not selling my fucking horse, especially not with promises."
"On my word as a Lannister," Jaime says, showing canines in a wider grin as the man furiously kicks at the gelding, but the hand keeps him staying instead, "you'll be rewarded handsomely. With interest. Dismount."
"It's not for sale."
"Everything's for sale. Now name a price or I'll be paying you for horse meat."
A tense moment passes before the courier climbs off the gelding, laying a hand on its near-black neck as Jaime swiftly moves to claim the steed. "Your name, then, unless you wish to seek me at King's Landing." The courier just shakes his head, taking out the same queer tablet that Jaime had discovered and ignoring the elaborate shrug he gets for his silence. "You can lead a horse to water."
With a swift kick of his heels, the gelding canters off; that it finds fog sooner than water is another adventure altogether.
Third-Person Action Post:
"Burn them all!"
The Mad King's voice claws at the heavens, his eyes unseeing. The tatters of his most magnificent plan licks at empty wind, heedless. His messenger already colours Jaime's sword by the time it raises up. "Burn them all!" rattles again, the same thing he'd been saying, and Jaime knows who all happens to entail. His father's men to become cinder among the ashes of Aerys' own people, in the debris of the Red Keep, the sprawling metropolis of King's Landing.
Jaime never sees his face by the time his free hand finds a fistful of the Mad King's cloak, and he pushes his sword into the man's back. One day they might say it is because the guard did not wish to see his liege's expression of betrayal, but Jaime knows now there will be no such thing, only that same vacant madness. He feels light headed, invincible, his heavy armour as weightless as a cotton shift, sword as heavy as lead an iron by the time he draws it out.
Aerys lies dead and silent-- finally, silent-- as red courses down the golden blade. It seemed good and right to slay him, and it feels good and right as Jaime turns, too, and ascends the stairs, and sits upon the Iron Throne, burdens and secrets spilling scarlet on the ground.
Misc
Other: It is possible I might want to canon update him later, which will alter some of his personality to reflect his development. But we can cross that bridge when it comes.
Name: Samm
Username:
neveryourmaskAre you over the age of eighteen? Yyyy.
Current characters in Baedal: Lucius Malfoy (Sr), Deacon Frost, Logan.
In Character Information
Basics
Character Name: Jaime Lannister
Username:
thethingsidoforloveFandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Played By: Nikolaj Coster-Waldau
Icon:
Canon Character Section
Physical Description: Lantern-jawed, metallic blonde, broad-shouldered, and green-eyed, Jaime is almost as well known throughout the Seven Kingdoms for how he looks as he is for his prowess as a knight. Lesser spoken of might be a somewhat big nose and an easy smile that give his face some character. Save for a few lasting scratches here and there thanks to a dangerous lifestyle, he is mostly whole and healthy, with callused palms from constant sword and combat training and practice.
Sexuality: Jaime is unmarried, this latter part due to the fact he took a post on the Kingsguard at age 15 in order to avoid an unwanted union. For all intents and purposes, his sexuality is that of any Westoros man, in that he is heterosexual and enjoys a healthy sexual appetite. However, he is set apart still from the fact he explored his sexuality at a young age with his twin sister, Cersei. This was not a childhood phase that faded away in time. Though they were separated as a consequence, experimentation culminated into sexual affair during their teenagehood, and it was Cersei who suggested he take up a place in the Kingsguard in order to stave off unwanted suitors (as the Kingsguard may take no wives and hold no land) as well as stay close to her. He complied.
Their relationship is unhealthy, beyond even the incestual nature of it, and never mind that Cersei bore him three children as a result of it. Incest, in Westoros, is treated with as much disdain as other sins - which is to say, people may not be shocked and appalled by it as they may in contemporary/alternate societies, but it's still an ungodly act, especially if it bears children. Historically speaking, incest has also been a royal practice to show that the Targaryen royals were above the rules of lesser man, and it is this precedent that Cersei might use to defend the act. However, words about royal duty are only a crutch to support what is ultimately a very destructive union, not one to strengthen anything - not Westoros, not the Lannisters, and not themselves except on a level of ego. Jaime is the sword to Cersei's will to use it, and her quest for power matches his ability to conquer and win stuff. They understand and use one another (although Cersei's talents for using people means Jaime gets used, mostly), and feel that the only partner good enough for themselves is their own twin in a rather epic manifestation of ego, expressed through sexual desire.
Outside of Cersei, Jaime's sex life doesn't exist. At this point in time, he has had no sexual encounter with any woman but Cersei, remaining faithful to her to a point that is probably not wholly about honour, and more about excluding any woman to be Cersei's match.
History: Go here for a summary of Jaime's history, all the way to the end of Game of Thrones.
Powers: He has none of these.
Talents/Abilities: Jaime is a renowned knight and soldier, and thus has expert experience in swordplay, knifework, archery, spearing, and mostly any weapon available to a medieval knight. His talents lie mainly in using a sword, however, a much fiercer combatant with that weapon in his hand than a bow and arrow or war hammer, and has disaparaging remarks for anyone who wields these. He is, like most men from his realm, a very competent horse rider, and knows how to take care of one even if the Lannisters were privileged with servants to do such things for them. He is literate if not overly academic, but knows an extensive and biased understanding of the history of his own realm.
Personality: On the surface, it can be said that Jaime is a most romantic depiction of a knight. He is genuinely fearless when it comes to putting himself in danger - at the age of seven, he threw himself off the side of a cliff and into the ocean, for fun, falling 100 feet and being tongue-lashed for foolishness in the aftermath. He has a reputation for not playing cautious, known for saying and doing things with little regard for immediate consequence on account of having the clout, gold, and physical prowess to back himself up, and death is but an inevitable darkness that you have to accept if you ever take up the sword.
This is commonly interpretted as a short temper and impatience. Not totally wrong, but not wholly right, either - Jaime simply puts his life on the line more willingly than others, and quicker to do so. In person and the day to day, outside of his reputation, Jaime is a lot more measured than most would give him credit for. For all that his siblings may be quicker to pride themelves on wit and forward thinking, Jaime is not without such faculties - it is only that they weren't as encouraged, a whetstone for his blade put in his hand instead of books for his mind. As a lord, he has to be able to dismiss with courtesy, accept insult with a smile, and though most of his manner of conversation is direct and even seen as crude or hamfisted, it is absolutely not unconsciously done. His siblings may be better at sly implication and inference; Jaime would sooner verbally knock someone off balance.
His arrogant streak is also a mile wide. He was born into supreme privilege as the eldest son of the rich and powerful Lord Tywin Lannister, whose house basically funds the kingdom of the realm out of pocket. Arrogance is but one source of his fearlessness and confidence, so that he can accept knocks with grace and excel otherwise.
He has a genuine love for his family - he admires (and can be silenced by) his father, he gets along with most of his more distant relatives unless they prove boring, does not remember his dead mother, and carries no resentment for her death with regard to the child she birthed that caused it, his brother Tyrion. Out of everyone in the immediate circle of Lannister, Jaime gets along with him and is often amused at how sharp Tyrion can be, both intellectually and in humour. And of course, there is his twin sister, Cersei, who he loves the most to the point of being in love with her.
There is a secret and destructive streak to the reasons why Jaime continues his relationship with Cersei. Yes, there is love, but he is a typically pragmatic man, and there is nothing pragmatic about their secret affair maintained for decades, nothing pragmatic about fathering illegitimate sons and daughters to the queen of Westoros, nothing pragmatic about killing a boy to keep it a secret in the boy's father's own keep. In fact, the act they engage in as often as they can is, for Jaime, an act of destruction. He carries on an affair with Cersei, in defiance of everything, wielding power to crumble the Lannister name from the inside out. It is a rebellion he can have within the stifling confines of honour and duty.
None of this is conscious, but it's dark beneath the surface.
And as for the game of thrones itself, he doesn't care, truly, of the intricate machinations that his family and peers engage in. He threw his life, titles, and money away in order to be close to Cersei by taking up a position in the Kingsguard, gave up the throne to Ned Stark to choose the correct King when he could have possibly fought for it himself, and frequently disengages or goes along with the plot the people around him cook up. He takes very little seriously, with a boyish reckless that, when digging deeper, conceals a more adult bottomless pit of apathy.
Where this comes from could, arguably, have spawned from the fact that the most powerful move he made, in doing what he knew to be right without influence of anyone else, brings about his greatest shame - killing the Mad King Aerys; a rapist, a madman, and a king who plotted the fiery destruction of a city boasting half a million citizens when it was almost sacked by his opposition, rather than be forced to give it up. Jaime slew the man who was to send the message to the pyromancers to burn down the city, and then slew Aerys himself. While no one had any love for Aerys, it was considered shameful that Jaime killed him as he did, due to having taken an oath to protect the King. So seeing as his most bravest and game-changing act brought him as much hostility as it did glory, he would sooner flip the board than re-engage with the game.
Object: His Kingsguard armor, which has always been unique. It includes an open helmet, a breastplate and backplate, paldrons, greaves, and a skirt of chainmail. The plated armor is steel but laid over with gold, as was his signature. Attached also would be Kingsguard issued sword belt, which holds both a scabbard for his dagger and one for his longsword, both of which are contained as well.
Reason for playing: I have chosen this character because he is both intensely problematic as well as not too terribly ill-suited for Baedal for someone with this kind of culture clash. Westoros/"medieval bloke" sensibilities will not get him far in a society that is not nearly so patriarchal as the one he came from, and his capacity to be stubborn about how much he doesn't give a shit will mean that this is a mountain for him to climb, but one that could be enjoyable to role play. He will have the conflict of not exactly being sad he's leaving behind his Kingsguard position, but abandoning Cersei and the place he calls home will have impact.
At the same time, he is sort of easy going and adaptable. I'd be looking to get him involved with the Militia, too. It is my understanding that played characters, and certainly Baedal newbies, aren't allowed to join fully, and that's fine. If they are in the habit of hiring occasional mercenaries to do things they'd rather not attach themselves to, or anything similar that they would employ a civilian for, PERHAPS THIS. But I am open to ideas in this regard and may hassle you as a result.
Basically I chose him because he will be fun and different to write.
Gods: Gediron is rather suitable. Jaime claims to feel most alive when he is using his sword, which suits a god who is the patron of conflict without particular malice. He is a soldier and occasional tourney knight, which suits Gediron's worship fine, and as a Lannister, Jaime is associated with lions, the emblem of his house.
Writing Samples
First-Person Network Post:
[ They never actually look at the camera, do they? Only their own recording images, despite the way the eyes don't focus, but this isn't a detail Jaime notices anyway. He prefers to communicate this way, faces and voices. The writing is ludicrous and disembodied voices off-putting, a handicap.
Once he is quite sure his message is being sent, he speaks. ]
I require the services of a smith, one who can work both gold and steel, and has at least seen steel plate armor in their lives. Payment can be... [ He squints off in a different direction, a smile creeping at the edges of his mouth. ] ...negotiated.
I can at least promise you that your skill will be worth its weight in gold, or as much as you can scrape off a breastplate without ruining the damn thing.
[ And end, after the video tips off askew. ]
Third-Person Arrival Post:
It happens before the man astride the horse can blink; a fist tight around the reins and a sword slithered from Jaime's scabbard, the edge come to hover beneath the great beast's throat. The gelding merely wickers more at the tug to its harnessing than what the blade might mean, but the courier riding him shows whites around his eyes. "I told you, I'm not selling my fucking horse, especially not with promises."
"On my word as a Lannister," Jaime says, showing canines in a wider grin as the man furiously kicks at the gelding, but the hand keeps him staying instead, "you'll be rewarded handsomely. With interest. Dismount."
"It's not for sale."
"Everything's for sale. Now name a price or I'll be paying you for horse meat."
A tense moment passes before the courier climbs off the gelding, laying a hand on its near-black neck as Jaime swiftly moves to claim the steed. "Your name, then, unless you wish to seek me at King's Landing." The courier just shakes his head, taking out the same queer tablet that Jaime had discovered and ignoring the elaborate shrug he gets for his silence. "You can lead a horse to water."
With a swift kick of his heels, the gelding canters off; that it finds fog sooner than water is another adventure altogether.
Third-Person Action Post:
"Burn them all!"
The Mad King's voice claws at the heavens, his eyes unseeing. The tatters of his most magnificent plan licks at empty wind, heedless. His messenger already colours Jaime's sword by the time it raises up. "Burn them all!" rattles again, the same thing he'd been saying, and Jaime knows who all happens to entail. His father's men to become cinder among the ashes of Aerys' own people, in the debris of the Red Keep, the sprawling metropolis of King's Landing.
Jaime never sees his face by the time his free hand finds a fistful of the Mad King's cloak, and he pushes his sword into the man's back. One day they might say it is because the guard did not wish to see his liege's expression of betrayal, but Jaime knows now there will be no such thing, only that same vacant madness. He feels light headed, invincible, his heavy armour as weightless as a cotton shift, sword as heavy as lead an iron by the time he draws it out.
Aerys lies dead and silent-- finally, silent-- as red courses down the golden blade. It seemed good and right to slay him, and it feels good and right as Jaime turns, too, and ascends the stairs, and sits upon the Iron Throne, burdens and secrets spilling scarlet on the ground.
Misc
Other: It is possible I might want to canon update him later, which will alter some of his personality to reflect his development. But we can cross that bridge when it comes.