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Cunt Hear You Over The Sound Of My Vulvesome.
14 December 2009 @ 03:28 am
[PLAYER INFO]
NAME: Tootsie
AGE: 22
JOURNAL: femocracy
IM: teegoaway @ AIM
E-MAIL: lipsticktheatrics@gmail.com
RETURNING: Returning!

Princess Iolande:: itwontbuzz :: Green Lantern Corps|| DC Universe



[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Donna Troy, former original Wonder Girl
FANDOM: DC Comics || New Teen Titans
CHRONOLOGY: The New Teen Titans, Volume2, Issues #20-22
CLASS: Hero!
SUPERHERO NAME:O.G. Wonder Girl
ALTER EGO: Donna Troy, photojournalist/freelance work.

BACKGROUND:

As of post-crisis, Donna Troy has two origins. I'll be focusing more on her background and actual development throughout her appearances throughout each comic, but I have to get this out of the way, first. Forgive me.

Pre-crisis, Donna Troy was born on Earth. Her earliest memories were of a burning orphanage, bodies smelling and laying around her. She assumed them to be her parents, but little to her knowledge, they had actually been a couple that was involved in an illegal operation of selling children and serving as a proxy. Rheah, the Titan of Myth (though on another Earth, it had been Hippolyta), saved a young Donna Troy from the fire, and dropped her off on the Amazon Island of Themiscyra, with only vague memories of a doll she once had, and the fire she had been through. Here, she was taken by Hippolyta, where she had been raised in the ways of the Amazons, looking up to her older sister -- Diana of Themiscyra, also known as Wonder Woman. Eventually, Donna follows Diana to the Patriarch's world at the age of thirteen, and forms the original Teen Titans with Dick Grayson, Roy Harper, and Wally West. As it turns out, she originally was a seed planted on Earth from the Titans of Myth, and so is essentially a demi-goddess that is culturally trained as an Amazon.

Post-crisis and post zero hour, Donna's origin had been revamped as her being a magical clone created from a mystical mirror of Diana of Themiscyra. In a plot against Hippolyta and a case of mistaken identity, Donna was kidnapped instead of Diana as a form of revenge against her Mother, and cursed to live a thousand lives of misery. Seeing as how this is absurd, most writers from DC have ignored it as of recent -- Teen Titans: Year One retconned it away, and recent Titans issues have also pretended it didn't exist. So I will, too.


The Wonder Years: Age Thirteen to Seventeen

Having been raised in the ways of the Amazons, a young Donna Troy took up the mantle of "Wonder Girl" to emulate her (adoptive) older sister, who had often been away with her own missions, and found herself at home in the Patriarch's World. Having been cut off from popular culture and, more importantly, boys for quite a while, she succumbed immediately to fads and fashion, and seemed to crush on any cute boy who glanced her way. Often flighty but always quick to take action, Donna Troy served as the secondary leader to Dick Grayson, the original Robin, for the Teen Titans. She formed a close bond with Wally West, who carried a puppy crush on her, and Roy Harper, of whom she shared a mutual crush with, and a doting friendship with Garth, known as Aqualad. Though she was close to every member, she became exceptionally close to Dick Grayson, who went on not only to become her best friend, but her brother figure and one of the only confidantes she ever had. With a big heart and a bubbly and excitable personality, Donna became the official team's sweetheart, but entered a youthful relationship with Roy Harper, then known as Speedy, at a young age.

The team of the Teen Titans often fought silly and juvenile villains, and the bigger guys were left to the Justice League and their mentors. As they aged, they were seen as a bigger threat while their skills began to develop, and they began to fight more dangerous villains. Donna's bonds strengthened with each of the boys, and she found herself engaged in becoming a supportive figure to them all. Becoming the shoulder to lean on for the legion of emotionally inept boys around her was the foundation for her future role in just about everyone's life that she crossed, and it was a fulfilling, albeit exhausting one, for Donna.

Throughout the years, she gained a friend in Lilith, and made friends with both Hawk and Dove. Many Titans came and went, some ended up six feet under, and Donna grew along the boys that she loved, just as she had spent her youth along the girls she had loved.

Once she hit seventeen, Donna went to California with her roommate, Sharon. There, she majored in art history, and sped through her degree. This was when she had to turn down Wally's confession of his feelings for her, and also had to break things off with Roy, who had been going through a hard time, himself. Though still quite a flirt, Donna had become to mature at this point, as the Patriarch's world was not as shiny and new to her, so she had been less excitable and susceptible to popular trends. It was around this time she began thinking of an adult life, and began yearning for answers concerning where she came from. She had learned the importance of a "family that you choose" with the Titans, and at a young age she started dreaming of building a family of her own.

Highs and Lows: Age Nineteen to Twenty Two

Upon returning back to New York, Donna reunited with the Teen Titans, rekindling her old friendships with each member. This time, Garth was only a part time member, as was Roy, who was busy picking up the pieces of his life. Meanwhile, Wally, Donna and Dick were working hard together to forge their own identities outside of their mentors, and made some friends and new teammates along the way. Vic Stone, a cyborg man who had been subjected to experiments, joined their team, along with Gar Logan, then known as Changeling. The Titans were also joined by a powerful and mystical empath named Raven, and the Tamaran Alien Princess, Koriand'r -- known as Starfire. Donna Troy's charisma had blossomed and matured into less of a bubbly social butterfly sense, and more of a graceful understanding of people and their nature. As Wonder Girl, she began to find herself growing even closer to Dick Grayson as they both hit adulthood, and became immediate friends with Koriand'r. As she had started a career as a professional photographer, she helped Koriand'r set up her human alias as "Kory Anders" -- a model, and got to work with making her famous, and fast.

The two girls had become inseparable, and Donna took on the role of the den Mother of the team. Donna continued her college education in New York, while juggling being a superheroine and a good friend to all of her teammates. It didn't take long for the young woman to be struck with cupid's arrow for a professor that taught at her university. Ten years her senior, Terry Long was a recent divorcee and couldn't say no to a girl like Donna. They came together quickly and he met her entire team, while she met his daughter and his ex-wife. The two were doting and very loving toward one another, even though he struggled to feel satisfied with the small amounts of time he sometimes got with her, due to her superheroing all over the place and whatnot. After only a couple of months of dating, Terry decided to propose to Donna. She happily accepted, and asked Dick Grayson to give her away in the place of a Father she never had. Between this time, Terra (/Tara) had joined the Titans as a spy for Deathstroke, and eventually betrayed them all before killing herself.

Dick happily obliged to being the one to give Donna away at her wedding, but the young detective also wanted to help Donna figure out who she was before her wedding. Together, Dick and Donna followed leads and connections to find out about her original adoptive Mother, who was terminally ill with cancer after birthing Donna, and could not afford to keep her in her life. Donna was then passed on to another family, but the Father of said family died, and the Mother was also left financially unable to support another child. Donna visited her biological Mother's grave with Dick, proudly proclaiming that now that she knew what her original family had been, she could begin her own.

She was married to Terry Long without many problems, and enjoyed newlywed bliss with him as much as she could, while also helping her teammates fight off many threats. The team went through a few changes after this, with Koriand'r entering an arranged marriage, Dick entering a depression, Vic and Gar trying to find out who killed Kole, and Raven being kidnapped with her Mother. Wally West, Roy Harper, Hank Hall (Hawk, whose brother had just died), and Jason Todd all became members of Donna's team as she led it with Dick gone. The stress affected Donna quite negatively, and Terry's irresponsible ways led to him losing his job at the University, which he blamed Donna for. The lack of stability in their life due to her superheroics and her public identity was becoming too much, but the couple loved each other, and decided to try and work things out. . Soon, she became pregnant with her son. Not long after giving birth to Robert Long, chaos entered the lives of the couple once more, where a team of Titans from the future had been sent to kill her child to ensure he did not become an evil dictator in the future, which he apparently was destined to become. In order to prevent this future, and save not only her team but her marriage, Donna Troy requested from the Titans of Myth that her powers be taken away.

Thinking that retiring from being a superhero would allow her to live a normal life with her family, Donna settled down in upstate New York with Terry and Robert, supporting them with her career while Terry worked on futile efforts at a novel. Unfortunately, Donna learned that even after retiring, she was still a target, as her house was destroyed and her family was once again attacked by former enemies. This became the last straw for Terry, and he not only filed for divorce against Donna, but sued her for custody of their child, since he felt she endangered him.

Donna didn't take this well at all. She soon asked the Titans of Myth to return her powers to her, but they refused. Not content with feeling useless, she joined the Darkstars with John Stewart (... a useless team), and rejoined the Titans, working under Roy Harper's lead as a veteran. It was here that she met the new Green Lantern, Kyle Rayner, who had been a rookie with a lot on his plate. New to super heroics, new to New York, but with quite an irresponsible streak, he hadn't exactly rubbed Donna the right way in their first few meetings. He was often late to training, and she felt he was too inexperienced. After she agreed to help him move into his apartment, Donna revealed her identity as the former Wonder Girl to him, and let Kyle confide in her. The two became fast friends, and she began to mentor him in self defense and hand to hand combat. Even though she had been going through an ugly custody battle over Robert and was often stressed out, she found herself falling for the new Green Lantern, and ended up entering a relationship with him. The two often worked well together, but much of their alone time was constantly interrupted. Problems arose when Kyle began to feel too insecure about the difference between his and Donna's maturity levels, and Donna felt jealous and mistrusting of investing in a serious relationship with him. The two broke up after a blow up over Kyle sketching a nude model in his apartment, but eventually made their way back to each other. Donna went back to being retired and powerless, and the two resumed their relationship on a much more serious level. Donna let Kyle meet her son and babysit him, while Kyle took Donna to meet his Mother. During their stay with his Mother, Donna received news that Terry, her former stepdaughter, and her son had all been killed in a car accident. The grieving and survivor's guilt that struck Donna caused her to withdraw from her blossoming relationship with Kyle and break things off.

Soon after, her older sister, Diana, had died briefly (but was promptly resurrected). This made Donna start to fear for anyone who got close to her.


Memories and Identity: Tabula Rasa

Directly after these events, Donna fought an old enemy of her Mother's, which had turned out to be an alternate version of herself that escaped another world back from the original Crisis, and had a curse put on her that had wiped her memories, her identity, and others memories of her from existence. With the help of Diana's lasso and Wally West's memories (as these two were the only ones unaffected by the curse), Donna Troy had been reconstructed -- but only as Wally West's version of her.

Though she was grateful to be alive again, as soon as she rejoined the Titans she began to feel insecure. She noticed she hardly had any private or intimate memories, and what she did have had little context to them. She couldn't remember much of her relationship with Kyle and decidedly began to resent Wally and feel vulnerable around him, thinking she was not a real person, and just an idealized fantasy of herself come to life by a man who once crushed on her. She began to date Roy Harper again in order to prove, because of his bad reputation, that she was not just a perfect and idealized mother figure, and that she could do impulsive things too. It was more of a test of her will, than anything, and although she loved Roy, the affair was short lived as she admitted her motives for being with him.


Death and Rebirth

It was during this time that she mentored Cassandra Sandsmark and began to forge a stronger relationship with her sister, Diana. After almost a year being reunited with the Titans, and making new friends such as Jesse Quick and Argent, Donna Troy was killed by a rogue superman android, along with her old childhood friend, Lilith. While Donna had remained dead for nearly two years, she was living with the Titans of Myth. She'd had her memory fogged up and had false memories replaced instead, of being the wife of her former Father figure, Coeus, and she replaced the deceased Phoebe as Goddess of the Moon. She was in a relationship with Coeus, and had been used as a pawn to wipe out natives and conquer people in war. The Outsiders and former Titans had found out about her location, and embarked on a mission to save her. Once she came to, she had been hit with regret and disgust at what she had done, and how easily she had been manipulated.

As soon as Donna Troy returned, she had a mission shoved into her hands -- a rather unclear one. There was a threat coming to the multiverse, and she needed to gather as many people as she could to stop it. While she did gather a team in space, it ended up costing the life of Kyle Rayner's now ex-girlfriend, Jennifer -Lynn-Hayden, the daughter of Alan Scott. The mission failed, and Donna then was informed that it was her that had been supposed to die instead of Jennie. She ended up joining Jason Todd and Kyle Rayner in a multiverse hopping quest to find Ray Palmer that ultimately also turned out with zero results, and a frustrated Donna Troy ended up returning to the Titans. She wanted to be with her family again, trying to slow her life down and cope with everything she'd gone through, now that she had all of her memories of her former life back.

The Titans, however, had all ended up going in different directions, and none were really getting along. Though she has been rekindling her friendship with Koriand'r, Donna has shown recently to feel stressed out and quite lonely, without a shoulder to help share the burden. The events of Blackest Night had her face the animated corpses of her child, Robert Long, and her ex-husband, Terry Long. How all of this will affect her in the end has yet to be seen, as she's now a brainless zombie due to her zombie baby biting her neck. Awesome.



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PERSONALITY:

At first glance, one might not think there is much to Donna Troy beyond being pretty and nice. A Pollyanna smile matched with big blue eyes and curly raven locks, she's the perpetual den Mother to all, sister figure to many, and friend to everyone. This image is usually the one she tries to keep up, because there's quite a confused mess beneath it all.

Much more susceptible to the entrapping of the Patriarch World, Donna Troy is a woman with aesthetic tastes, and what would traditionally be defined as feminine interests, despite being an Amazon that enjoys wrestling and sweating. She is a physical force, through and through, and has always been very forward and congenial. Often quick to make friends, Donna shows she's dependable by doing small favors for nearly everyone here and there, and taking great joy in playing hostess, cooking and picking up after those she cares for. This isn't to say she does it all with a smile -- Donna will show her displeasure with too much laziness, and will prod and poke people into responsibility when she feels they are not doing their share.

Her temperament is a major thing that sets her apart from her sister, Diana/Wonder Woman. Donna has always had more of a flair, more insecurities, more quick to be slighted or irritated about something or someone. She isn't often aware of her own strength, and she's gotten carried away as she's quite confrontational when she's feeling enraged. She's thrown a forklift at criminals before to take out her own personal issues on them. She's thrown Dick Grayson, her best friend, through a wall. She's destroyed parts of his house in anger, before. She ended up almost fatally wounding Hawk in anger. She's lost it and said impulsive things, and has shown she's not only far from perfect, but she's deathly afraid of people finding this out about her. Donna does try hard to keep up an image of the indomitable maternal spirit, always up and ready to lend a helping hand, and never needing anyone to do the same. She has shown many times before that she's afraid no one will stick around once they see all of her flaws.

Having lived her youth in two worlds, Donna has the aggressive spirit of an Amazon with the feminine wiles of an excitable young woman. She has a strongly romantic personality, which ties in to her love of all things artistic, particularly photography. Her career brings her great joy, and she has a higher education which shows with her eclectic and cultured tastes in music, fashion, design and art. Though she's knowledgeable and intelligent, it's not to an intimidating genius level, and she's accessible and able to relate with almost anyone. She has no particular pattern in who she befriends, as she's extended not only a hand but her trust and care in the likes of Jason Todd and the villain, Angle Man. She not only possesses a fierce loyalty, but will show those she cares about that although they may anger her or upset her or annoy her, they help complete her and there is nothing she would not do for them.

Though she exhibits great resilience and an ability to handle grief and tragedy with stride, Donna gets easily distracted and stressed out, often needing time to herself. If something's on her mind, it's usually apparent. She often works to the point of tiring herself out, and isn't very good at taking her own advice. Having grown up quite fast, she's a loving and exuberant personality that still does not know how to fully let go, and might be a little out of touch with certain things that people her age should know about. She didn't even know who Nine Inch Nails and Greenday were in the nineties, after all.

Being both passionate and assertive, one wouldn't expect the kind of uncertainty and almost shy modesty that Donna sometimes has, particularly now that she's trying to rebuild her life. She's guarded, but will try her best to not take out her issues on others, with few slip ups and exceptions. When she does, it's obvious something is wrong with her, as that behavior is out of the ordinary for the former Wonder Girl. Fiery and protective, yet tame, nurturing and subdued when she is feeling loved, this woman feels her highs and lows quite strongly, but always tries to remain a voice of reason.

Donna involves herself in charity work, as we've seen her donating to shelters and feeding the homeless in quite a few strips. Like her sister, she has a great capacity for love and compassion, particularly for those who are underprivileged and disenfranchised. Focusing on such things, outside of altruistic purposes, also helps her take her mind off of her own problems. Donna is struggling to rebuild a sense of who she is, and an identity, while also wanting to be close with others and let love into her life again. It's a difficult task, though, when you aren't sure what you want anymore.

Though emotionally tied to many, she has the conviction and strength of heart to step up and take leadership responsibilities whenever it calls for, and to do tough and dirty jobs in order to take the burden off of others on her team or in her circle of friends. She is a woman with many families, and has the place as the loving Mother in almost all. Donna's fortitude and remarkable ability to pull through the toughest trials with her sanity intact sets her apart from many characters in the DCU, who fall apart and suffer severe psychological damage when losing those who mean something to them, or when being manipulated into committing evil acts. She pulls it together no matter what, and pretty much has the greatest circle of friends you could ask for. Donna knows she's blessed, and although she's prone to thinking she's a bit cursed and bound to hurt those close to her, she is incredibly grateful for what she does have, while mourning what she's lost.




POWER:
What is/are your character’s superpower(s)? Flight, Super durability, Super Strength, an unbreakable lasso, the ability to pull out and project memories with her lasso.



[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE:

[The video feed shows a rather tired looking young woman, faint traces of smudged makeup around her eyes, as she runs a hand through her hair in a stressed manner]

Look, I saw the reports on WUBS cable. I heard the statement from TASS, and ... I guess, as the current leader of the Titans, I should be trying to convince you that this was all a mistake. Our team was not acting as unofficial security. Trust me, the last thing we need is more tension between the US and the Soviets. We might be affiliated with the US, but we're in no way trying to take part in this unsanctioned participation.

This is all a big misunderstanding. The woman we were dealing with is a terrorist that we have a history with -- it was not an act against the Soviet Union, it was not meant to halt the Swiss Peace talks, and our actions in Zermatt never meant to take a violent turn. [Sighs, running her hand down her face now, letting it rest on her chin as she sits in silence for a moment]

I take full responsibility for what happened. If being taken to this place was ... somehow punishment, then I'm willing to pay my dues. The Titans were only acting on my orders, and this was not an approved American intervention.

I-- I just want to get home eventually, you know? Please?








LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE:

Outside, the warm breeze of San Francisco is wailing loudly. Inside, the Ground Floor of Titans Tower is quiet, and Donna Troy's footsteps are even quieter. When she enters the Memorial Hall, there is an uncomfortable chill that greets her skin, and her eyes behold years of heroism, decades of bravery, and a lifetime of failing others.

"There seems to be more of you guys every year..."

The Amazon's voice does not waver, though her heart is weighted. It feels very much like it wants to drop to its knees, as the strong and strident steps she takes lie to the world, lie to all of the marbled deceased faces, and cover up just how weak they truly are. The faces of her fallen comrades seem to look at her, accusingly, Why you? Why not me? Why couldn't you I come back?

"I'm so sorry, everyone." Her smile is nervous, as if she is wrought with stage fright, and she wills her hand to stay strong as the pads of her fingers trace the name of Hank Hall. Hawk. Her eyelids tighten to hug any wetness away, and there is no fighting the apologetic smile that appears on her face. She glances up at the tall, proud statue of the man, and her gaze follows to the gentle and nonthreatening statue of his brother, Don. She thinks about the banter she and Hank used to have -- how kind he was to her when they first met, and how fiery their conversations had eventually become. How much anger had filled his heart after the death of his brother.

Was it ever tiring? She thinks, not so much to herself, but questioning him. Donna Troy had practically shut down after the death of Terry and Robert Long. She simply had no room for anger, for joy, for love. It all washed away, and the only thing she could focus on had been taking her next breath, had been wanting to live and feeling like there was a reason she was not in the ground with her baby. That anger that encompassed Hank -- it had turned him into someone unrecognizable. There was that inevitable guilt that sunk in to the core of Donna's abdomen, the moment she thought of her last real interactions with this man. With this old friend of hers. They were ridden with conflict, with anger -- she'd lashed out at him, she had been annoyed at him. I hurt him, she thought, shaking her head shamefully. I never even tried to reach out.

She presses her lips against her fingers, pursing them, and then carries a kiss over to rest on Hank's name. She then repeats this motion, this time for Don.

Her hands seem lost in the locks of her hair, as she brushes them over her shoulder and allows them to linger safely within its dark strands. There is a part of her that wants to hide behind that hair as much as she can, she thinks, as she walks past a few more statues. Pantha. Kole. Terra.

There is a pause in Donna's step, before she turns her body and meets the eyes of her childhood friend, Lilith. Lilith, the first girl to keep her company on that team of rowdy boys. Lilith, the first girl she shared the experience of not knowing with. The fact that a psychic hadn't understood exactly where she came from, either, had brought a young Donna Troy comfort.

She was just as beautiful as ever. It was impossible to deny, a part of Donna had always envied her gorgeous red locks, those flaring green eyes. She had missed their sleepovers, when they'd kiss each others foreheads and hold each other as they cried. A part of her had known she'd replaced Lilith by the time the girl had died, with a much less turbulent and more gentle friendship in the alien Koriand'r. They had been warriors together, while Donna and Lilith had been young and wide-eyed girls together. When they grew into women, there had been that inevitable growing apart, too.

Why did that happen? Donna wonders, and her heart tells her it is because she let it happen. Her throat tightens, and she lets darkness cloak her eyes as her cheeks become wet with her guilt. She approaches Lillith's statue, resting a hand on its foot, leaning over to press the side of her face against it. Gentle and yearning. For forgiveness, for closure, for release.

What had she done? Could she have helped out Jason a bit more before his untimely death, and ultimately his terrible trauma? Could she have acted sooner and saved Lilith? Could she have reached out to Garth after the death of her family, having now been able to relate to him, and helped him from isolating himself? And what of Gar? How often did she act like he was nothing but an annoyance ... what if he were to die tomorrow? Would he even know she cared?

These people deserved better. Koriand'r deserved better to have Donna be too tired and exhausted to help her out with her emotional problems. Dick was in Gotham -- did Donna contact him enough these days? What of Cassandra, and the pain of growing up that she had been through? Had Donna been there for her in her most crucial moments, or was she more caught up in her own self? Did Roy know how much she really loved him and Lian? There had been so much fighting between she and the redhead lately, how was he really taking it? When was the last time she even asked Vic about his life?

What of the people who had served as an emotional punching bag in her life?

Donna's legs became weaker, and she allowed herself to rest on the cold floor of the room. She thought of Kyle. Did she even know exactly where he was? What he was doing with his life? How he even was after losing his Mother and his former lover? Did she really need to allow him to go through that alone, just so she could sever and protect her own feelings around him?

Donna stares down at the tile, rattled with survivor's guilt and a lifetime of regrets.

A lifetime.

There's something she has that these people never got to fully experience. So far, she's been allowed a long life compared to the other Titans. She's been allowed a second chance. She has a lifetime to honour their memory, a lifetime to pay attention to the living, a lifetime to be attentive to the relationships she hasn't lost.

She wipes at her eyes, thinking of the strength of her sister. The strength of Dick. The strength of Koriand'r, of Kyle, of all of the people she knows that have been through the harshest of trials, the most terrible of losses, and the deepest and greatest of violations.

She thinks of their smiles. Each and every one. The gentle and reassuring smile of Diana. The resilient and enduring smile of Dick. The passionate and indomitable smile of Koriand'r. The lively and loving smile of Kyle. Roy's confident smile that also searches for validation. Gar's goofy and hopeful grin, Vic's calming and grounding smile. The rare twitch of Raven's lips that she'd gotten to see. Cassie's exuberant and toothy show of her happiness. Wally's warm and protective smirk.

And then there were the smiles she'd never get to see again. Jason's wide-eyed and awed smile, Hank's rare sweet smile he'd get when he let his guard down. Dove's encompassing look, Lilith's fun and sparkling one, Pantha's arrogant laugh. The smile Terry would look at her with when he loved her. Robbie's vibrant looks of wonder and curiosity. His grateful and relieved smile when he'd see her, his shy smile when she'd drop him off with Kyle or introduce him to a stranger.

Donna's own body begins to shake and she isn't sure if she's laughing or crying at first. Her hands reach up to her cheeks, and there is an undeniable smile on her own face. She's laughing.

What a blessed life she had. What a blessed life she can have, if she just tries harder this time.


FINAL NOTES ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER:
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Cunt Hear You Over The Sound Of My Vulvesome.
02 December 2009 @ 11:59 am
PLAYER
NAME: Tootsie
AGE: 22
JOURNAL: femocracy
IM: maternalzombie
E-MAIL: lipsticktheatrics@gmail.com
RETURNING: Returning, technically? WAS ... Renee Montoya|| The Question; questioness; recently dropped due to failure of meeting activity standards in October.

[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Princess Iolande
FANDOM: DC Comics; Green Lantern Corps
CHRONOLOGY: Green Lantern Corps; Issue 40. During the beginning of Blackest Night, when Iolande and Natu are trying to save all of those injured Lanterns.
CLASS: Hero!
SUPERHERO NAME: Blue Blood
ALTER EGO: Princess Iolande, probably working in public relations B( if she can't be a diplomat idk. A public defender!


BACKGROUND:

The Green Lantern of Space Sector 1417, and partner of Lantern Soranik Natu (the daughter of Sinestro), Princess Iolande hails from the planet Betrassus. Originally not meant to play any major role in the politics of her family, the royal bloodline was to be carried on throughout her brothers, and they were to continue being the leaders of Betrassus after the passing of the King. While Iolande never had plans to be thrust into any major role, she was always culturally and politically astute, aware of interplentary relations and honed in diplomatic skills. She had two brothers, Ragnar and Stentar. Ragnar held dreams away from the throne, and always looked toward the Green Lantern Corps, as he had wanted to join badly for a long time. The two princes eventually got caught up in an ambush by androids, and a Lantern response came too late; Stentar had died, Lantern Myrrt, of whom was Soranik Natu's former partner, was kiled in action, and it could not have come at a worse time. King Nol had been aging and falling ill, and both he and Princess Iolande tried to encourage their brother to look to a future at the throne. As events unfolded concerning the Corps, it was revealed that Prince Stentar was responsible not only for the death of his own brother, but for Lantern Myrrt, in a desperate attempt to get recruited in the Corps and replace him in sector 1417. When this was made known to King Nol, Prince Ragnar was sentenced to a public execution for his crimes.

During the execution, Lantern Soranik Natu approached Princess Iolande in front of Ragnar, and placed her partner's former ring on Iolande's finger, showing that she had been chosen as his replacement. Ragnar looked on, envious and heartbroken, and Princess Iolande tearfully and dutifully watched her brother's beheading. Soon afterward, Iolande started her training with Kilowog as her instructor, but proved to be an endless source of frustration and defiance for him. Her upbringing gave her a sense of entitlement, and she did not take well to orders. Eventually, the Corps made it clear to her that she would have to let go of this attitude. Eventually, she was taken back to her sector, and assigned a new partner in Lantern Soranik Natu of Korugar. Almost instantly, the two were at odds, as Princess Iolande pedantically tried to show off her knowledge of Korugar's sociopolitics, lecturing Natu on her own people and their relations. As Princess Iolande only saw her actions as helpful, she didn't understand Natu's annoyance with her, and it frustrated her and she'd often fuel the fire of their fights. The two women learned to work together a bit better, but soon after their first mission, Princess Iolande receives news that her father is dying.

After returning to her home planet, King Nol was giving out final requests to his daughter. As Iolande was now the last left of the royal bloodline, he had advised she resign from the Corps and rule the Kingdom in his place. Iolande tried to take the time to think about her options as Soranik Natu, the best doctor the Corps had to offer, tried her best to buy King Nol some time. Unfortunately, he died shortly after Natu's arrival, and Iolande lashed out at her in grief. She was torn between her duty to the throne, and her newfound purpose amongst the Green Lantern Corps, and after a long time of considering withdrawing from the corps completely, Iolande appeared to back up Soranik Natu and help defend against the Sinestro Corps' fight on Earth.

After fighting with the rest of the Lanterns in New York, Princess Iolande returned to Betrassus and boredly attended to playing her planet's major diplomat, ruler, and protector. She has been shown trying her best to juggle her time between being a Princess and being a Lantern, but the Corps take up a good load of her schedule, and it seems she prefers them to the boredom of the throne.

When Sodam Yat and Lantern Arisia went missing on the planet of Black Mercy, Princess Iolande was sent along with other Lanterns to track them down and rescue them, along with stray Sinestro Corps rings. After fighting Mogul and being defeated by him, Princess Iolande returned with Soranik Natu, where the two showed their growing friendship still was strained by disagreements. Sinestro came and revealed himself to Soranik as her Father, and Soranik later confided this in Princess Iolande. The fact that Soranik told Iolande about this fact shows a great deal of trust has been built between the two. On their way back to Oa, Soranik and Iolande meet up with Guy Gardner and Kyle Rayner, and end up trying to hold up an Oan infirmary, protecting the wounded from a Black Lantern invasion.




PERSONALITY:

Having been raised with a life of privilege, Iolande is a highly educated woman with the flaw of being prone to boastful showiness and a need for ostentatious displays of knowledge. The first impressions of Iolande as a character are regal in nature; she's opinionated, but not outspoken. She is diplomatic, but stubborn enough to still think she's in the right, regardless. She's cultured and learned in the ways of socio-politics, and is incredibly well-read on various planetary relations and history. With an aristocratic air, Iolande manages to pull off demure elegance, grace, and perhaps a haughty demeanor all at once in the most passive of ways. Iolande may be opinionated, but she's certainly not abrasive or aggressive with her beliefs. Instead, she's firmly confident (if slightly arrogant) in her intelligence, and feels quite entitled to demanding respect, though Lantern training has indoctrinated her into the foreign concepts of being, you know, modesty. Iolande has developed to be less presumptuous, and even understand that her exalted rank is not one to use as a crutch when she feels defied or threatened.

Though educated, she has a hard time escaping from the more classist and entitled trappings of her upbringing, and is working hard to rectify these failings and humble herself as much as she can, while still remaining a dignified example of royalty. Princess Iolande's passion for politics, her people, and what she sees as a higher calling to her planet allows her to deal with tragedy in stride. Within a short period of time, she lost a brother, a Father, and oversaw the execution of another brother. She was able to put her feelings aside and think about what was better for society and for her vision of justice, and only thought of what would put the people of her planet at ease rather than react viscerally to losing someone she's loved. Iolande does love, and she loves quite strongly, though that love is entangled in duty and tradition and cultural entrappings that might make her appear cold, or to favor status and "the greater good" above individual bonds she might hold. She is often a restrained and composed individual, save for a few impulsive outbursts when she is in a dire or traumatic situation. Though graceful and often able to keep her calm, she can become temperamental when she feels indignant or that her intellectual capabilities are being doubted, especially when her entitlement is infringed upon.

Someone who has been able to invoke quite a bit of emotion in Princess Iolande has been her partner in the Corps, Soranik Natu. Though initially they clashed, Princess Iolande eventually came to grow incredibly close to Soranik, and has a great deal of respect for her. Their friendship is a close one of confidance, and she finds it refreshing to talk about more philosophical and ethical questions. Natu is, in every aspect, her intellectual match and challenges her beliefs often, which Iolande has surprisingly been receptive to when it is from someone she holds in high regard. Iolande is a lady of duty, and does not have many bonds in her life, so the friendship she has formed with Soranik has shown that while she's perfectly capable of being affectionate, supportive, and helpful to others, she is very choosy in her standards of friendship. This doesn't mean she won't be congenial or polite to others, though. She is a diplomat through and through, and tries to remain on good terms while pushing her case or status as much as she can.

Though her ethics are quite "askew" concerning DC's "No Kill" rules for the majority of its heroes, Iolande is a compassionate individual that will help her fellow Corpsman and risk her life for an honourable cause when the situation calls for it. Though she exudes confidence and even arrogance, Princess Iolande has an incredibly difficult time juggling her duty to her planet and her duty to the Corps. She carries a strong weight on her shoulders, trying to honor the royal bloodline she belongs to, serve her people, and indulge in her passion for the Green Lantern Corps, all the while keeping it together for both at the same time. She wants to be at her best performance at all times, but her worst fear is falling short and disgracing her Father's name by failing her people as a leader. Torn between two duties, Iolande often maintains a fixed and composed demeanor, not letting her insecurities show to others.

Iolande has a presence that either commands respect or gains expasperation and contempt. Either way, she's an intellectually capable woman who is incredibly politically aware, emotionally controlled, and noble when it comes to duty.

POWER: > Iolande possesses a near-eidetic memory, so at C&C, that will be expanded upon and we can say her superpower will be total recall, photographic or otherwise. While in canon, she has a will-powered green lantern ring that basically has limitless abilities focused on creating constructs and willing them to life/animation, Iolande will just possess the ability to will an arsenal into existence with her mind. She can, however, only will things that are not based on fire power -- so no missiles or guns. Only swords, a bow and arrow, etc. This ability is severely limited when she is exhausted or unable to focus. She will also have flight.

[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE: [Someone has set up the video feed to perfectly capture a full-body shot of herself. Her hands are folded in her lap and she is seated in a chair, posture straightened, chin tilted up slightly. She smooths out the fabric of her garb, before taking a deep breath, and placing a hand against her chest in an introductory manner.]

Lantern Iolande of Sector 1417 reporting in. Princess Iolande of Betrassus, status ... [Flips her hair over her shoulder] should be apparent. I've assessed what I could of this City, and its communication system. There are a plethora of frequencies and channels that are quite informative, and the majority of the urban area seem to be for the destitute and downtrodden. A sizeable homeless population. The neighborhoods suggest strict poverty and class divide, one can only deduce the circumstances are set up for frequent and absurd amounts of crime. There has yet to be any word from an official leader, outside of my induction into this place, in which I was given ... [Holds up a collar] this. It seems I am assigned to this place, along others, to serve and protect.

I'd like it to be known that I am willing to speak with any state representatives or city legislators to clear up any misunderstanding that could have caused me to be teleported here, specifically without the presence of my partner, Lantern Natu, or my prior knowledge. I promise that there will be no strict actions of punishment taken, and on behalf of my planet and the royal family, I thank you for choosing me for such a mission. However, I'm afraid I must decline! Now please, transfer me back to my sector immediately. This was obviously incompetence on the part of whomever is in charge of transporting people in and out of this City, which is understandable. Perhaps you have some ... [Distasteful curl of her upper lip] new trainees. Or something. [She waves her hand] All is forgiven, though.




LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE: How she loathed the waiting game.

Her fingertips brushed against the upper corner of the page, hooking and tugging lightly to turn it and proceed over to the next one. A hazed and bemused look flooded her countenance as she scanned the text, wondering when she would get to the linguistic translation exercises in the book. There was a stillness of silence in the air, but it was hardly a private one. Instead, it only allowed for noise outside of this particular room to flood around her and flourish in its conquering of her concentration. A couple of servants bickering down the hall. The powerful wind outside of her window. The soft clatter of dishes being gathered by her maid on the luxurious balcony just outside of her room. The accumulated business, misery, and flourishing of her people.

Her people. Mentally reiterating it was like a hammer to her will, and yet an inflating of her pride. Princess Iolande would have never thought that she'd end up the sole ruler of Betrassus, and under a string of unfortunate events that happened in such a short amount of time. Of course, Iolande had heard of what factions and pockets of her people had been saying about her. That she was too flighty to rule, too divided between her duty as a Green Lantern and her duty as their Princess. That a female should never rule on her own. This was the burden of a good leader, of course. Your people were not obliged to love you, but you were absolutely obliged to love them, to put them first. Iolande had no qualms with this.

She took the weight off of her straighten posture and allowed herself to fall against her bed, forearm lazily resting across the workbook that lay beneath her bosom. There was a callousness about the way her thoughts tried to plummet inside of her mind, gripping at any distractions she had been using as a crutch and disintegrating them into nothing but nostalgia and regret.

There were fragments of her being that tightened and tensed when she thought of her brother, Ragnar. She missed Stentar terribly, and she would not fail to think of her Father every time she sat in his throne, every time she walked past his emptied room; when her thoughts wandered to Ragnar, though, something happened inside. There was a shock and a vibration in her heart, nearly every time she came to terms with what happened to her family in such a short amount of time, which was often as she was repeatedly taken back to square one every time she believed she coped. A palpable break inside the cavity of her chest, Iolande looked out the window at a dense, looming and rain-swollen sky. This unsuspected denouement and derailment in her life -- all of it was so overwhelming, and the Princess was holding it together, but she hadn't a clue as to how long it would last. She was so used to being businesslike about these things, weighing her options and only confiding in professionals, but knowing that her partner was nearing her own planet and would be paying the Princess a visit would soften Iolande's moods to a steep decline into a tender patience. Iolande, being royalty, was usually anything but patient.

She could not help but feel her lip curl in disdain -- for whom, she wasn't certain. A Higher Being. Her Brother. Her Fate. She didn't want to say it aloud. She didn't even want to think it.

She only wanted to be a Lantern.

What with tragedy hitting all three members of the only family she had, and the now dangerous divide between her two duties, Iolande had a hard time not feeling as these signs seemed to augur a desolate failure of a future. She hardly could blame her subjects for finding the entire turn of events to be an ill omen, or for their lack of faith in her. However, her competence was striking, and she knew she was far more intelligent than any male member of her family had been. It was only a matter of time, she assured herself, before they all accepted her and loved her as much as they had King Nol. The resentment was understandable; belied with class issues and coupled with watching a royal member of the family live in luxury while also going around and playing space cop was hardly a recipe for a quick upturn in approval ratings. That is why she had to sacrifice her love for Ragnar to show the people that even people like herself were not above the law. That is why she did not award herself any rest in her free time, and instead did what she could to appear present and visible to the public.

There was a well of loneliness, of course. Everyone needed somebody. The Princess, however, was young, and had slowly formed a camaraderie with various Lantern brethren; just like in the exciting novels she would read as a child, and she certainly was incensed with a sense of purpose. Which, in of itself, was more than what the commoners had. Of course, through serving them, she hoped to instill a similar sense of purpose in all of them. Outside, she can faintly hear music being played on the streets. In such weather, and people still found time to celebrate? It was baffling, but intriguing to Iolande. That dubious cliche about music being a universal language was, perhaps, true. Or maybe it was just the triumph of the spirit of desperation. As utterly confident as Iolande had been when it came to her ability to understand her subjects, she was still always struck with a guilt and a sense of underlying performance anxiety at the thought of bringing shame to her family. What if she failed her people and her bloodline, yet still was exempt from living a life of poverty as so many others had to experience as a result of personal failures or unfortunate events?

How does one achieve the balance of being accessible ...without being ordinary? Iolande refused to be ordinary, and she was certain this was a result of her confidence and not a prejudiced view of the helpless, the classless, and the poor. She had emerged from the tragedy in her life changed, enriched, and encouraged. Hadn't she? In such a time for her planet -- as despairing as the circumstances had been, no honour was greater than being given the opportunity to help give her people hope, once more.

"Your Highness."

A meek voice diverted Iolande's attention from her hazy mental ravings, and she shut her book as if she had actually been reading it for the past few minutes. Bringing herself slowly and gracefully to stand, she reacted with a wan smile at her servant, cutting her off before the woman could finish the message she had to deliver.

"You may let her in." Iolande stonewalled the servant with a laconic shrug when she was met with a nervous look, but softened as Soranik Natu entered the room. The lighting had suddenly changed, and Iolande did not need to look outside to know that a few clouds had parted to allow some sunlight in.









FINAL NOTES ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER: None, really :D
 
 
Cunt Hear You Over The Sound Of My Vulvesome.
28 November 2009 @ 07:48 pm
PLAYER
NAME: Tootsie
AGE: 22
JOURNAL: femocracy
IM: maternalzombie
E-MAIL: lipsticktheatrics@gmail.com
RETURNING: Returning, technically? WAS ... Renee Montoya|| The Question; questioness; recently dropped due to failure of meeting activity standards in October.

[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Princess Iolande
FANDOM: DC Comics; Green Lantern Corps
CHRONOLOGY: Green Lantern Corps; Issue 40. During the beginning of Blackest Night, when Iolande and Natu are trying to save all of those injured Lanterns.
CLASS: Hero!
SUPERHERO NAME: Blue Blood
ALTER EGO: Princess Iolande, probably working in public relations B( if she can't be a diplomat idk. A public defender!


BACKGROUND:

The Green Lantern of Space Sector 1417, and partner of Lantern Soranik Natu (the daughter of Sinestro), Princess Iolande hails from the planet Betrassus. Originally not meant to play any major role in the politics of her family, the royal bloodline was to be carried on throughout her brothers, and they were to continue being the leaders of Betrassus after the passing of the King. While Iolande never had plans to be thrust into any major role, she was always culturally and politically astute, aware of interplanetary relations and honed in diplomatic skills. She had two brothers, Ragnar and Stentar. Ragnar held dreams away from the throne, and always looked toward the Green Lantern Corps, as he had wanted to join badly for a long time. The two princes eventually got caught up in an ambush by androids, and a Lantern response came too late; Stentar had died, Lantern Myrrt, of whom was Soranik Natu's former partner, was kiled in action, and it could not have come at a worse time. King Nol had been aging and falling ill, and both he and Princess Iolande tried to encourage their brother to look to a future at the throne. As events unfolded concerning the Corps, it was revealed that Prince Stentar was responsible not only for the death of his own brother, but for Lantern Myrrt, in a desperate attempt to get recruited in the Corps and replace him in sector 1417. When this was made known to King Nol, Prince Ragnar was sentenced to a public execution for his crimes.

During the execution, Lantern Soranik Natu approached Princess Iolande in front of Ragnar, and placed her partner's former ring on Iolande's finger, showing that she had been chosen as his replacement. Ragnar looked on, envious and heartbroken, and Princess Iolande tearfully and dutifully watched her brother's beheading. Soon afterward, Iolande started her training with Kilowog as her instructor, but proved to be an endless source of frustration and defiance for him. Her upbringing gave her a sense of entitlement, and she did not take well to orders. Eventually, the Corps made it clear to her that she would have to let go of this attitude. Eventually, she was taken back to her sector, and assigned a new partner in Lantern Soranik Natu of Korugar. Almost instantly, the two were at odds, as Princess Iolande pedantically tried to show off her knowledge of Korugar's sociopolitics, lecturing Natu on her own people and their relations. As Princess Iolande only saw her actions as helpful, she didn't understand Natu's annoyance with her, and it frustrated her and she'd often fuel the fire of their fights. The two women learned to work together a bit better, but soon after their first mission, Princess Iolande receives news that her father is dying.

After returning to her home planet, King Nol was giving out final requests to his daughter. As Iolande was now the last left of the royal bloodline, he had advised she resign from the Corps and rule the Kingdom in his place. Iolande tried to take the time to think about her options as Soranik Natu, the best doctor the Corps had to offer, tried her best to buy King Nol some time. Unfortunately, he died shortly after Natu's arrival, and Iolande lashed out at her in grief. She was torn between her duty to the throne, and her new found purpose amongst the Green Lantern Corps, and after a long time of considering withdrawing from the corps completely, Iolande appeared to back up Soranik Natu and help defend against the Sinestro Corps' fight on Earth.

After fighting with the rest of the Lanterns in New York, Princess Iolande returned to Betrassus and boredly attended to playing her planet's major diplomat, ruler, and protector. She has been shown trying her best to juggle her time between being a Princess and being a Lantern, but the Corps take up a good load of her schedule, and it seems she prefers them to the boredom of the throne.

When Sodam Yat and Lantern Arisia went missing on the planet of Black Mercy, Princess Iolande was sent along with other Lanterns to track them down and rescue them, along with stray Sinestro Corps rings. After fighting Mogul and being defeated by him, Princess Iolande returned with Soranik Natu, where the two showed their growing friendship still was strained by disagreements. Sinestro came and revealed himself to Soranik as her Father, and Soranik later confided this in Princess Iolande. The fact that Soranik told Iolande about this fact shows a great deal of trust has been built between the two. On their way back to Oa, Soranik and Iolande meet up with Guy Gardner and Kyle Rayner, and end up trying to hold up an Oan infirmary, protecting the wounded from a Black Lantern invasion.




PERSONALITY:

Having been raised with a life of privilege, Iolande is a highly educated woman with the flaw of being prone to boastful showiness and a need for ostentatious displays of knowledge. The first impressions of Iolande as a character are regal in nature; she's opinionated, but not outspoken. She is diplomatic, but stubborn enough to still think she's in the right, regardless. She's cultured and learned in the ways of socio-politics, and is incredibly well-read on various planetary relations and history. With an aristocratic air, Iolande manages to pull off demure elegance, grace, and perhaps a haughty demeanor all at once in the most passive of ways. Iolande may be opinionated, but she's certainly not abrasive or aggressive with her beliefs. Instead, she's firmly confident (if slightly arrogant) in her intelligence, and feels quite entitled to demanding respect, though Lantern training has indoctrinated her into the foreign concepts of being, you know, modesty. Iolande has developed to be less presumptuous, and even understand that her exalted rank is not one to use as a crutch when she feels defied or threatened.

Though educated, she has a hard time escaping from the more classist and entitled trappings of her upbringing, and is working hard to rectify these failings and humble herself as much as she can, while still remaining a dignified example of royalty. Princess Iolande's passion for politics, her people, and what she sees as a higher calling to her planet allows her to deal with tragedy in stride. Within a short period of time, she lost a brother, a Father, and oversaw the execution of another brother. She was able to put her feelings aside and think about what was better for society and for her vision of justice, and only thought of what would put the people of her planet at ease rather than react viscerally to losing someone she's loved. Iolande does love, and she loves quite strongly, though that love is entangled in duty and tradition and cultural entrapping that might make her appear cold, or to favor status and "the greater good" above individual bonds she might hold. She is often a restrained and composed individual, save for a few impulsive outbursts when she is in a dire or traumatic situation. Though graceful and often able to keep her calm, she can become temperamental when she feels indignant or that her intellectual capabilities are being doubted, especially when her entitlement is infringed upon.

Someone who has been able to invoke quite a bit of emotion in Princess Iolande has been her partner in the Corps, Soranik Natu. Though initially they clashed, Princess Iolande eventually came to grow incredibly close to Soranik, and has a great deal of respect for her. Their friendship is a close one of confidance, and she finds it refreshing to talk about more philosophical and ethical questions. Natu is, in every aspect, her intellectual match and challenges her beliefs often, which Iolande has surprisingly been receptive to when it is from someone she holds in high regard. Iolande is a lady of duty, and does not have many bonds in her life, so the friendship she has formed with Soranik has shown that while she's perfectly capable of being affectionate, supportive, and helpful to others, she is very choosy in her standards of friendship. This doesn't mean she won't be congenial or polite to others, though. She is a diplomat through and through, and tries to remain on good terms while pushing her case or status as much as she can.

Though her ethics are quite "askew" concerning DC's "No Kill" rules for the majority of its heroes, Iolande is a compassionate individual that will help her fellow Corpsman and risk her life for an honourable cause when the situation calls for it. Though she exudes confidence and even arrogance, Princess Iolande has an incredibly difficult time juggling her duty to her planet and her duty to the Corps. She carries a strong weight on her shoulders, trying to honor the royal bloodline she belongs to, serve her people, and indulge in her passion for the Green Lantern Corps, all the while keeping it together for both at the same time. She wants to be at her best performance at all times, but her worst fear is falling short and disgracing her Father's name by failing her people as a leader. Torn between two duties, Iolande often maintains a fixed and composed demeanor, not letting her insecurities show to others.

Iolande has a presence that either commands respect or gains exasperation and contempt. Either way, she's an intellectually capable woman who is incredibly politically aware, emotionally controlled, and noble when it comes to duty.

POWER: > Possesses a green lantern ring, which can create constructs straight from the imagination of its bearer, powered by will. Also has the power of flight due to it. Iolande also possesses a near-eidetic memory, so at C&C, that will be expanded upon and we can say her superpower will be total recall, photographic or otherwise.

[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE: [Someone has set up the video feed to perfectly capture a full-body shot of herself. Her hands are folded in her lap and she is seated in a chair, posture straightened, chin tilted up slightly. She smooths out the fabric of her garb, before taking a deep breath, and placing a hand against her chest in an introductory manner.]

Lantern Iolande of Sector 1417 reporting in. Princess Iolande of Betrassus, status ... [Flips her hair over her shoulder] should be apparent. I've assessed what I could of this City, and its communication system. There are a plethora of frequencies and channels that are quite informative, and the majority of the urban area seem to be for the destitute and downtrodden. A sizable homeless population. The neighborhoods suggest strict poverty and class divide, one can only deduce the circumstances are set up for frequent and absurd amounts of crime. There has yet to be any word from an official leader, outside of my induction into this place, in which I was given ... [Holds up a collar] this. It seems I am assigned to this place, along others, to serve and protect.

I'd like it to be known that I am willing to speak with any state representatives or city legislators to clear up any misunderstanding that could have caused me to be teleported here, specifically without the presence of my partner, Lantern Natu, or my prior knowledge. I promise that there will be no strict actions of punishment taken, and on behalf of my planet and the royal family, I thank you for choosing me for such a mission. However, I'm afraid I must decline! Now please, transfer me back to my sector immediately. This was obviously incompetence on the part of whomever is in charge of transporting people in and out of this City, which is understandable. Perhaps you have some ... [Distasteful curl of her upper lip] new trainees. Or something. [She waves her hand] All is forgiven, though.




LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE: The lighting was dim against the crisp caress of dawn, but she could make out the tone of Lantern Natu's deep, crimson skin. She watched the woman stand sullenly over the coffin, and the silence of the room belied an acknowledgment between the two that Iolande had been watching her. She shifted, slightly, to make her presence known, and Soranik did not turn from her fixed stare at the coffin as she spoke.

"Princess Iolande?" she inquired. Her voice was soft, quiet. Disconcerting, almost. There was an anger beneath that passive tone, an anger at things out of her control. Iolande recognized it in disenfranchised people, often. She approached the Korugan with a tired expression on her face, only stopping as the Green Lantern continued. "I thought you were with your Father."

"He sleeps," Iolande pressed on, finally catching the woman's eyes. They struggled to maintain their professionalism. Only a Princess constantly forced into putting on a public face could sharply dig through the look of the surgeon, who tried so hard to maintain a strict and restrained demeanor. "I know you're busy, but I thought you'd like to talk." Iolande's voice held a persuasion in it, as if to sell the idea to Soranik Natu, that confiding in her must be a wondrous idea. . There was, perhaps, an underlying need for her to talk, that she had projected on to Soranik. However, she recognized that impassioned look in her eyes. "I, a brother, and you, a partner."


"Talk? Why?" Soranik turned to face Iolande, and Iolande had thinned her lips as she pressed them together. It was eerily quiet, the scent of death around them. She was often not the type to seek out another for comfort, let alone the type to offer comfort to someone unfamiliar to her. There was a grace about the Korugan Lantern, however, that had managed to hold the interest of the Princess. There were many things admirable about the noble way she held her posture, the composed way she handled the death of her partner, and the way she carried that anger in her eyes. An impassioned surgeon and honourable warrior, like a knight from a fairy tale. Iolande's eyes were given life as she spoke, folding her arms across her abdomen, tightening the fabric against her for warmth and appropriativeness. The two would form a bond, Iolande thought, and she'd gain a closeness to this woman that she found so fascinating, this emerald knight.

Had she been anything but a royal, she'd know this was the time to put her hand on the surgeon's shoulder. The woman remained an island in her stance, no matter how much space Iolande closed between them.

"I will find whoever's responsible for his death. Then," Soranik's fist clenched, and she once again broke her gaze from Iolande's. She looked ahead with an angry determination. "I will lay him to rest." Her statement was convincing and incredibly believable, so much that Iolande had absolute pity for whomever had been responsible for such a horrific deed. The wrath of this woman was not something one would want to awaken, and yet, here it was. In front of Iolande, like a storm that she was completely safe from, yet curious to arouse in her direction, for reasons she could not explain.

"Is that all?" She questioned, and Soranik's voice raised in response.

"No. Whoever killed my partner killed your brother. His death is mine to atone for, too. I shall not rest until I have my hands on those responsible."

Iolande's eyes held no surprise, but only a deep acknowledgment and a subtle gleam of approval and gratitude. She had loved her brother, though there had not been a time that they were particularly close since their youth spent in the palace. They were socialized quite differently, and had different paths to take in life.

Who would have known that this was where his path would lead him?

"Now, please excuse me." Soranik pushed past the Princess, the glowing green coffin trailing behind her as she flew out of the palace. Iolande watched her leave, her chest tight, and the tips of her fingers suddenly quite cold.

One day, she hoped the two could learn much from each other. She just needed to keep the surgeon's attention for more than a few minutes. She knew the woman would be impressed with her.



FINAL NOTES ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER: None, really :D