NOVEL | APPLICATION FOR RYAN'S GULCH

☞ Player Information;
Name: Melly.
Player Journal: onetouchdonnie
Age: 20.
Contact: onetouchdonnie (AIM) | itburnsinhim (GMAIL) | thanksforthememories (PLURK) | oldest_revolution (MSN)
Other characters currently played at Ryan's Gulch: Selene (exastris) and Matthew (unconned)

☞ Character Information;

Character Name: G.M Morris. Gloria Mary and will anyone actually highlight this. Will they.

Canon: Original Character.

OU or AU?: OU. (Bioshock.)

Canon point: Current timeline of Rapture which is 1958. She's been here since the early days of Rapture.

Setting:

G.M's world is set in the world of Bioshock, specifically the first game of a video game series developed by Irrational Games. The time period is the late 1950s and the main (and only) location is that of an underwater city found in the North Atlantic Ocean, around 400 miles away from Iceland's capital known as Reykjavik. Its name is Rapture and is the city created by a man named Andrew Ryan who believed there should be no gods and no kings, only men and women who work and earn their share fairly. Feeling like he did not get it with his homeland Russia or in his new homeland the U.S, Andrew built his own world in secret and invited who he considered the best and brightest, the select few from around the world, to come with him. At first it was a marvelous place, people leaving behind their old lives for an opportunity to make it better for themselves and eagerly following Andrew's words for their promised hard earned profit, their link on his Great Chain. But discord has been sowed in the once glittering city as time passes on. People, the little people who did not have enough influence or money or connections to become one of the top Rapturians, are becoming restless due to their promises and dreams not being fulfilled and finding instead even more hardships due to the lack of communication with the surface world. People are talking, demanding either release or radical change to the system. Andrew Ryan's response is to either ignore it, make it worse or get rid of his contenders when they prove to be too much of a thread like with the vanishing of one Dr. Sofia Lamb on December of 1957 being a glaring example. With the death of the smuggler Fontaine and the appearance of the almost saint-like Atlas being the latest shocks for Rapture, as Big Daddies roam the halls as their charges known as the Little Sisters run ahead of them sing of upside down houses and angels, one can only tell what will happen next. More general information on Rapture itself maybe found here.

History: The history can be found here in its own separate post. Warnings for description of abuse, suicide.

Personality:

‘Apathetic’ is the first impression G.M will give off when she meets someone, old or new. With her flat eyes and ever-present frown, she gives off the aura of a woman who would rather be anywhere else but here or with the person she is conversing with. This is very much an accurate impression as she has long learned the fine art of giving uncaring airs to anyone she does not know, does know, does not like or does like. It is very much on purpose and for, as she likes to believe, good reasons. This is a self-defense mechanism for her in an attempt to cope with the abuse she faced at the hands of her father and the losses she was dealt with. She tried to not care, to not show emotion so it would egg or enrage him further. She tried not to get attached to anyone anymore so the eventual loss and death wouldn't be as sharp or as painful. It stuck with her since then because it worked with some success in the past and it doesn't hurt to be careful because she is careful. She needs to be careful for not only her sake but for her sister’s too. This naturally it causes her to bottle up her emotions be it positive or negative and, in order to make up for the fact she cannot be reactive, be passive aggressive towards others she does not like. To compensate for this flaw of hers, she tries to improve it (in her own by) by channeling all these energies and feelings into her writings. She is very obsessive of this talent of hers as she sometimes feels like this is her only way of communicating with people without fear of being censored or ignored like she felt like she had been when growing up. Her ‘writing binges’ as she calls them gets to the point that she sometimes forgets to eat and drink and needs a reminder to do this or else she will become faint or ill. For someone who is intelligent and likes to think of herself as pragmatic, G.M does have her moments of reckless idiocy due to her deliberate passiveness and intense obsessive nature like the aforementioned forgetting to take care of herself when inspiration strikes her. She is cautious and wary of everyone around her, thinking and believing they have an ulterior motive to everything they say or do. Pessimistic by choice and nature, she doesn't hold breath when it comes to people saying ‘noble’ or ‘good’ things and takes everything with a large pinch of salt. Thanks to her creativeness and her turbulent life, it isn't hard for her to imagine the worse case scenario and in vivid details no less. As a result she is very much hermit and is very unwilling to meet people face to face, choosing to skip many social events long as she can. She can be coolly polite if the occasion calls for it. That is all one can expect from someone like G.M. Friendly conversations about family life or life outside of her job will be frostily shoot down with some words and a glare. She is unable, unwilling, to let her guards down enough to reveal her softer side and intimate details of herself to complete or almost strangers she meets at these extravagant and decadent parties that clash with her simple tastes. There is a bit of ego in her, when it comes to her works at least. Yet most of the time she is a humble person, her self-esteem not that good or high that once more stems from her younger years. G.M is a good person and there is a sweeter side to her bitter one. She isn't always a bitter ball of avoidance and apathy though she tries to be. It is just that a select few get to see this softer, kinder face of hers. One of them is her younger half-sister, Annalise Mary Way, the sole reason she came down here to Rapture. Caring for her like she’s the mother, G.M only allows Anna into the hard shell she made of her heart after all they have been through in the past. She always wants what is best for the people she cares for, going as far to give up her own pleasures to ensure their happiness like when she gave up smoking and drinking when Anna revealed she felt uncomfortable with G.M committing those vices. It is also why G.M will never use plasmids despite being heavily urged to. That, and she sees the side effects, both mental and physical, and is unwilling to go through those kind of changes. Though she neglects herself in health, she is always trying to keep in touch of Anna’s needs and wants. She spoils and coddles her as a result, to her sister’s dismay and embarrassment as any young child would feel when they have an overprotective and rather odd sibling for a guardian. Nevertheless, the sisters have a strong bond and G.M’s genuine love and loyalty for Anna can be seen by all be it the dedications she leaves to her sister in every work or the fact she wouldn’t have bothered to reply to the invitation to Rapture at all if not for that incident with the stranger and her sister back in New York. Her upbringing has left her with a simple view of religion despite what some may think. She is not conflicted over this and instead holds a steady opinion on it that hasn't wavered since her younger years. Religion, to her, is by her side and that’s about it. It isn’t something to loathe or hate or fear. It is not what forced her father to hit her or for her mother to ignore her. It was their choice to do so and theirs alone. Religion is just there and, at times, it can be a good source of inspiration for her novels, poems and other works of hers. It is in fact a main source of them with how depictions of the Bibles and works and names of saints are referenced in them. Her desire to keep people at an arm’s length explains her dry commentary meant to be both off-putting and dull to the other person and her decision to stay neutral in many situations if she can avoid having to choose sides. Like the current political situation in Rapture like Lamb’s disappearance and the death of Fontaine and the hypocritical takeover of Fontaine’s businesses? G.M might have an opinion or word about them but don’t expect her to say anything about it anytime soon. If she can avoid conflict and trouble, she will go out of her way to avoid it. But if conflict came for her or, God forbid, came after her little sister than G.M will not hesitate to fight back and only in those times will she show rare energy and strength to her, her desire to protect the only good thing in her life so strong she will lay down her life for Anna if the need arises. G.M is a generally uncaring and cold to all but she can summon the need to be passionate, reactive to defend the ones she loves even if it is at the risk of her own life.

Abilities: G.M is a human through and through and does not have any special powers like super strength or flight. She also will not touch plasmids with the reasons mentioned earlier. To compensate this, G.M has two specific skills that can prove useful in combat.

SHOOT 'EM UP ◥ GUN SKILLS, RUTHLESSNESS G.M is a crackshot with a gun after deciding to make up for her lack of fantastical bee skills with good old shooting. Her choice of weapon is the legal shotgun of Rapture that is fully upgraded to not only increase the rate of fire but also to increase the damage of her shooting. She has the standard 00 bucks and the not-so standard electric and exploding ones for ammunition as well though the last two are in smaller supply as they are harder to get and are, naturally, much more expensive to buy. It doesn't hurt that G.M is not afraid to use this on others should the need arise. She learned a long time to ago you either hit back or take the hit and she isn't doing the latter anymore. Not when she has Anna to watch over for. BY THE BOOKS ◥ WRITING, INTELLIGENCE With a sharpened wit and an eye for a lot of detail so she can be inspired for her next work, G.M can notice things faster than most people. Not at the levels of, say, Sherlock Holmes, but is more aware of her surroundings despite what her attitude and her attempts to stay away from drama believes. Because one must be aware of the drama to be careful of being part of it after all, right? She is by all means a writer, meaning she is creative and can think up unique or far out idea solutions to her problems which is how she got to Rapture in the first place. Having problems with controversy possibly harming you and your loved one? Down to the bottom of the sea it is.

How did your character arrive in Rapture? G.M was invited to Rapture as explained in her history. Initially wary of the idea, she decides to go for her sister's sake when the incident with the stranger shook both of them up.

Why are you choosing to continue your character's development here from another RP? N/A.

Network sample:

[There is a new face on the network. Judging by their attire, the somber-looking woman appears to be someone who has long since settled into the city.

In the background there is a young girl sketching with charcoal on another table but it is the woman that demands the attention of the viewers with her crisp voice and piercing eyes even if she gives off the impression she would rather be somewhere else than be talking to them.]

With the recent goings of what is happening in the city, I’ve been urged by other parties— [A subtle look at the little girl in the background before she continues.] —to make myself known to you all and to get to you know you better before you all, one way or another, leave the city for good.

I am G.M Morris. Some of you may have read some of my works in the past. I would like, if possible, to conduct interviews with you about where you are from and such. [Her lips twists visibly like she rather not meet any of them but the girl in the back coughs loudly at the silence.] There will be compensation in return of your time of course.

Please contact this EZWave or my public mail address if you are interested and wish to negotiate further. Thank you.

Log sample: The message comes late at night. When Anna is fast asleep, curled way in her blankets and security, and G.M is attempting to finish a story in the next few hours because if she does not the words will fade into the mists of her mind and be shells of themselves when she plucks them seconds minutes hours later from the caverns of her mind, literature Lazaruses.

It comes in the form of a male, five foot three who is gaining weight in his stomach thanks to stress and alcohol and has been crying for the last few hours with red eyes and runny nose. The next two words explain why.

"He's gone."

The words of castaway golems made from cobbled skin and greed becomes nonsense, strung together alphabetic words and periods. The words in a finger screech to a halt, following her orders she does not think but just does. Stop. Red light. Do not pass just yet. In her head she sees her thought process smashing, smoking in the fire of her shock and anger before it is smothered down by her practiced apathy disinterest. Do not engage. Do not end up like him. She has someone to take care of, after all. She didn't really know him. He pestered her, forcing her to meet at that tavern for drinks with others and to compare notes of their works though he chased after the truth and she wrapped herself in symbolism and confusing patterns.

She has no real attachment to this sad ending to this obvious tragedy.

(Perhaps if she repeats this to herself enough.....)

Geronimo Grimes always had that light in his eyes despite their time down here, thinking himself of David against Goliath with his words, his newspaper his polished pebbles. But they failed to hit his mark and he is the victim of violence, of circumstance and of his own hope. He'll still be here no doubt with Andrew Ryan being the angel holding the flaming sword to guard this twisted Eden. Perhaps Geronimo is a castaway golem himself, ghosting after the girls with glowing eyes and haunting songs.

"..... I see." She looks up, dares to look up because what if it is a test like what happened in Sodom and she is now to play the role of the foolish wife of Lot?, and finds herself staring at not blinding lights of the skies or wrathful angels of Him but very much a human, the message. Someone with a balding head, red eyes and runny nose. Picture of middle age and sorrow mashing together in an unfavorable, honest fashion.

"Thank you for telling me. I'll alert the others if you want? It looks like you need to rest. Go."

The message's face sags heavily, matching the slump of his defeated shoulders. He titters out some words, perhaps a thank you and something else, but G.M hears nothing. She stares at her typewriter and waits for the message to leave her be and collect her thoughts. It doesn't take too long. She risks it and slowly slowly slowly opens her hands and her fingers begin to breath again. They take little sighs and slowly leak out her letters and her voice once more.