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Mar. 22nd, 2021 04:49 pm[OOC]
Backtagging: Go for it. Can't promise I'll respond since I might've lost the headspace, but do as you wish! If I want a thread to be over I'll likely say as much at the end of it.
Threadhopping: Sure, we can't all be expected to read gigantic walls of RP. Plus it makes more sense ICly, most of the time, don't it?
Fourthwalling: Go Deadpool on my ass dude.
Offensive subjects (elaborate): I don't like racist 'jokes'. And although Sam is of Asian descent doesn't mean I am, so even if you're Asian and you think it's fine to say something, I'm not gonna be comfortable with it. I don't play around with racism in general (unless it's fantasy races, and ONLY in fantasy. Not with a race representing something IRL, y'know? I just don't want reality mucking up my fictional escape.)
[IC]
Hugging this character: Sure! It'll be uncomfortable with that body armor but go for it.
Kissing this character: Go for it. But just warning you now, he needs a LOT of practice.
Flirting with this character: He'll likely flirt with you first.
Fighting with this character: So long as you don't mind the fact that he gets off on pain.
Injuring this character: This is inevitable.
Killing this character: If it's a non-permanent death? Go for it. He won't mind. Probably will get off on it.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: That'll be more harmful to you than to Sam. 'Dirty mind' is an understatement.
Warnings: He's incredibly flirtatious and intentionally obnoxious. He can also be insensitive, though if you're not a huge asshole, it's usually unintentional. Boy is still learning a lot of basic social skills. If you didn't do anything to provoke him it's usually safe to assume that he said something stupid on accident.
Permissions For Sam
Sam spent many years basically locked in a closet with nothing but an ECHO tablet for mental stimulation. A large portion of his free time was spent learning how to hack with the advanced technology, and as such, he's got a good brain for tech. His chances of figuring out how to work even technology that he's not familiar with are fairly high, given that it's in a language he can read and he's given some time to work with it. Of course this requires him actually being able to interact with the software - he's not a technopath. But if your character is a robot or has technology on them that has an open link that could be exploited wirelessly, do say if you'd be down for Sam to cause mischief. He's not out to kill anybody, just give people a hard time. Especially if they're a nuisance that deserves it.
Sam | Borderlands Universe | OC
Mar. 22nd, 2021 01:45 pmPlayer Information
Name: Frog
Age: 23
Contact details: Discord: afrog#9230
Other characters: N/A
Character Information
Name: Sam
Canon: Borderlands Universe
Canon Point: Between Borderlands 2 and Borderlands 3
OU/AU/CRAU/OC: OC
Age: 20
World Information: The Borderlands is the outermost reaches of the galaxy (galaxy name unknown), and covers any planets that are the ‘border’ of the system. Interplanetary travel is common, as is other high-tech sci-fi such as laser guns, teleportation systems, etc. The Borderlands are a brutal place to live - banditry, cannibalism, casual murder, and violence for fun are all commonplace on most planets, even the worlds held in the tight grip of horrifying late-stage capitalism.
https://borderlands.fandom.com/wiki/Borderlands
Personal History: Sam is one of a vast number of clones, created only for the purpose of testing products for an unknown company. He was grown in a tube, and was meant to be raised to adulthood with no personality or free will. His genes were designed as such so that he was deliberately chronically weak, unable to walk more than a few feet on his own, and in constant need of pain medication that only his caretaker would provide in order to insure his obedience.
He was never meant to develop individuality, but his caretaker made him a sort of personal experiment behind the company's back, and ended up cultivating his personality, as well as his own dreams and desires, albeit unintentionally. It was only meant to see if it would make him a more effective test subject, but this ended up backfiring on his caretaker. Sam was used to test power armor prototypes in controlled combat environments, which gave him a taste of freedom - while in the armor, he was able to move on his own, and felt no pain. He was stronger, faster, more alive, and not crippled. He became addicted to the 'Fatality Adrenal Reward System', or FARS, that was built into the suit, which was designed to reward soldiers for killing by giving them a dose of an addictive substance.
But for Sam, was he was most addicted to was the sense of freedom. The ability to move about on his own, and with speed and strength most people would never experience. It was what he looked forward to every day, when the rest of his time was spent either shut in a closet with minimal comforts, or having to endure his caretaker's sadistic mind control games. His caretaker hoped that, being able to cultivate enough of a personality in Sam that he would actively <i>want</i> to be obedient and perform well, in order to be rewarded, would make him a better test subject than his many other mindless counterparts. Instead, he began to crave freedom, and developed a bitter resentment towards his caretaker and the company that was treating him like nothing more than lab equipment.
The caretaker's final mistake was deciding to remove Sam from the armor prototype testing program. She was foolish enough to inform him of this while he was still wearing the armor, and in desperation to maintain his semblance of freedom, Sam killed her and escaped with the armor, making sure to cause a failure in the facility's nuclear reactor on the way out, in hopes that no one from the company would be able to pursue him. He fled to the Borderlands, where the FARS system and the countless number of bandits needing killing worked together perfectly.
Sam has actively avoided staying in one place for too long, constantly paranoid that the company he was created and used by is still hunting him down. As such, he has no friends or even regular contacts. He's stuck on Pandora for now, where the ship he stole crashed, but he's working to make enough money to be able to buy his way off.
Personality: Sam’s personality is one of someone who has literally no goals in life, and is very much focused on trying to ‘catch up’ on life experiences he missed out on. Most of what he knows of social interaction has been gleaned from books, movies, and internet chat rooms (yes, you can go ‘oof’), as well as the meager two years he spent wandering around aimlessly as a bounty hunter, where he heard far more gunfire and screaming than he did conversation. He’s a slut for attention and enjoys being obnoxious to get people to acknowledge him, even if it’s only long enough to clock him in the mouth. He’s a nasty flirt but don’t expect that armor to ever come off. Not easily, anyway.
Since he was first encouraged to develop a mind of his own, Sam began to wonder about life outside the facility, about having a day to day life that was more random and exciting than scheduled tests and experiments. He's desired to have control of his own life, yet at the same time, he unconsciously desires someone to help him structure his life. While he'll take attention from pretty much anyone, he's especially drawn to people who are easy to get riled up, as they will more easily fixate on him. He's also attracted to strong, confident personalities, and people who act and speak with authority.
Due to his upbringing, Sam has also developed an innate talent for reading other people. Considering that his caretaker's mood would affect how pleasant or unpleasant his day was, he had to quickly learn how to tell how she was feeling, and change his behavior to act accordingly. So even now, he can adapt to a particular crowd whenever he needs to, changing his personality seemingly at will in order to either blend in, stand out, or just get out of the situation alive.
Key themes: Freedom, Who Am I, Have Fun
Main Motivation: Experiencing life to the fullest.
Skills: Sam’s combat armor gives him incredible strength, agility, and speed in order to make him an effective front-lines soldier. With his helmet equipped (it almost never is) he also has an uncanny ability to hit moving targets from incredible distances, but even without it he’s a pretty good shot. He’s had to learn the ins and outs of his armor in order to keep it repaired on his own, though he’s not perfect at it. Hours and hours of his childhood being spent shut away in a closet with nothing but an ECHO tablet with very limited functionality meant he learned how to code and hack in order to keep himself entertained.
Item: His power armor. Literally can’t survive without it. Not for long anyways.
Sample: “You want a what? Like a...sample of me? Doesn’t that usually come with a small jar and complimentary magazines? No? Okay, well...ff...uhm. Hm. I’m not...great at talking about myself? I know, you’d think a piece of crap like me wouldn’t be able to shut up about how sexy I am or something but uh. Yeah, no, that’s not really my style. I mean I’m a discount bounty hunter, I don’t exactly practice job interviews alright? Nobody asks me about my ‘strengths’ or ‘how do you work with other people’. Most personal questions I ever get is ‘can you kill this guy’. And...yeah, the answer is always yes. Cuz, y’know, if it’s ever ‘no’ then I don’t get the job. And if I’m wrong, well...not really gonna be able to live to be embarrassed about it, am I? So uh. Does that...answer the question? Can I like...go...do...anything else…? No offense but I’m...already bored, ff.”
TDM Thread:
https://voidtreckerooc.dreamwidth.org/57521.html?thread=7895985#cmt7895985
Notes: Appearance is a decently attractive young man of Asian descent, with dark eyes and a smug smile that makes you wanna break his teeth.
Name: Frog
Age: 23
Contact details: Discord: afrog#9230
Other characters: N/A
Character Information
Name: Sam
Canon: Borderlands Universe
Canon Point: Between Borderlands 2 and Borderlands 3
OU/AU/CRAU/OC: OC
Age: 20
World Information: The Borderlands is the outermost reaches of the galaxy (galaxy name unknown), and covers any planets that are the ‘border’ of the system. Interplanetary travel is common, as is other high-tech sci-fi such as laser guns, teleportation systems, etc. The Borderlands are a brutal place to live - banditry, cannibalism, casual murder, and violence for fun are all commonplace on most planets, even the worlds held in the tight grip of horrifying late-stage capitalism.
https://borderlands.fandom.com/wiki/Borderlands
Personal History: Sam is one of a vast number of clones, created only for the purpose of testing products for an unknown company. He was grown in a tube, and was meant to be raised to adulthood with no personality or free will. His genes were designed as such so that he was deliberately chronically weak, unable to walk more than a few feet on his own, and in constant need of pain medication that only his caretaker would provide in order to insure his obedience.
He was never meant to develop individuality, but his caretaker made him a sort of personal experiment behind the company's back, and ended up cultivating his personality, as well as his own dreams and desires, albeit unintentionally. It was only meant to see if it would make him a more effective test subject, but this ended up backfiring on his caretaker. Sam was used to test power armor prototypes in controlled combat environments, which gave him a taste of freedom - while in the armor, he was able to move on his own, and felt no pain. He was stronger, faster, more alive, and not crippled. He became addicted to the 'Fatality Adrenal Reward System', or FARS, that was built into the suit, which was designed to reward soldiers for killing by giving them a dose of an addictive substance.
But for Sam, was he was most addicted to was the sense of freedom. The ability to move about on his own, and with speed and strength most people would never experience. It was what he looked forward to every day, when the rest of his time was spent either shut in a closet with minimal comforts, or having to endure his caretaker's sadistic mind control games. His caretaker hoped that, being able to cultivate enough of a personality in Sam that he would actively <i>want</i> to be obedient and perform well, in order to be rewarded, would make him a better test subject than his many other mindless counterparts. Instead, he began to crave freedom, and developed a bitter resentment towards his caretaker and the company that was treating him like nothing more than lab equipment.
The caretaker's final mistake was deciding to remove Sam from the armor prototype testing program. She was foolish enough to inform him of this while he was still wearing the armor, and in desperation to maintain his semblance of freedom, Sam killed her and escaped with the armor, making sure to cause a failure in the facility's nuclear reactor on the way out, in hopes that no one from the company would be able to pursue him. He fled to the Borderlands, where the FARS system and the countless number of bandits needing killing worked together perfectly.
Sam has actively avoided staying in one place for too long, constantly paranoid that the company he was created and used by is still hunting him down. As such, he has no friends or even regular contacts. He's stuck on Pandora for now, where the ship he stole crashed, but he's working to make enough money to be able to buy his way off.
Personality: Sam’s personality is one of someone who has literally no goals in life, and is very much focused on trying to ‘catch up’ on life experiences he missed out on. Most of what he knows of social interaction has been gleaned from books, movies, and internet chat rooms (yes, you can go ‘oof’), as well as the meager two years he spent wandering around aimlessly as a bounty hunter, where he heard far more gunfire and screaming than he did conversation. He’s a slut for attention and enjoys being obnoxious to get people to acknowledge him, even if it’s only long enough to clock him in the mouth. He’s a nasty flirt but don’t expect that armor to ever come off. Not easily, anyway.
Since he was first encouraged to develop a mind of his own, Sam began to wonder about life outside the facility, about having a day to day life that was more random and exciting than scheduled tests and experiments. He's desired to have control of his own life, yet at the same time, he unconsciously desires someone to help him structure his life. While he'll take attention from pretty much anyone, he's especially drawn to people who are easy to get riled up, as they will more easily fixate on him. He's also attracted to strong, confident personalities, and people who act and speak with authority.
Due to his upbringing, Sam has also developed an innate talent for reading other people. Considering that his caretaker's mood would affect how pleasant or unpleasant his day was, he had to quickly learn how to tell how she was feeling, and change his behavior to act accordingly. So even now, he can adapt to a particular crowd whenever he needs to, changing his personality seemingly at will in order to either blend in, stand out, or just get out of the situation alive.
Key themes: Freedom, Who Am I, Have Fun
Main Motivation: Experiencing life to the fullest.
Skills: Sam’s combat armor gives him incredible strength, agility, and speed in order to make him an effective front-lines soldier. With his helmet equipped (it almost never is) he also has an uncanny ability to hit moving targets from incredible distances, but even without it he’s a pretty good shot. He’s had to learn the ins and outs of his armor in order to keep it repaired on his own, though he’s not perfect at it. Hours and hours of his childhood being spent shut away in a closet with nothing but an ECHO tablet with very limited functionality meant he learned how to code and hack in order to keep himself entertained.
Item: His power armor. Literally can’t survive without it. Not for long anyways.
Sample: “You want a what? Like a...sample of me? Doesn’t that usually come with a small jar and complimentary magazines? No? Okay, well...ff...uhm. Hm. I’m not...great at talking about myself? I know, you’d think a piece of crap like me wouldn’t be able to shut up about how sexy I am or something but uh. Yeah, no, that’s not really my style. I mean I’m a discount bounty hunter, I don’t exactly practice job interviews alright? Nobody asks me about my ‘strengths’ or ‘how do you work with other people’. Most personal questions I ever get is ‘can you kill this guy’. And...yeah, the answer is always yes. Cuz, y’know, if it’s ever ‘no’ then I don’t get the job. And if I’m wrong, well...not really gonna be able to live to be embarrassed about it, am I? So uh. Does that...answer the question? Can I like...go...do...anything else…? No offense but I’m...already bored, ff.”
TDM Thread:
https://voidtreckerooc.dreamwidth.org/57521.html?thread=7895985#cmt7895985
Notes: Appearance is a decently attractive young man of Asian descent, with dark eyes and a smug smile that makes you wanna break his teeth.
