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eagle_beaniePlayer Information:
Name: Sparky
Age: 25
Contact: strongmekachan @ AIM | realfolkblues @ plurk
Game Cast: Hawke (imlikeabird)
This is a swap out application. If accepted, I'll be replacing Zelda.
Character Information:
Name: John Hancock
Canon: Hancock | Film
Canon Point: After having dinner with Ray's family. Before he leaves, Ray gives Hancock his business card and invites him to come back so he can get help changing his public image. Hancock later eavesdrops on Ray and his wife having a conversation about him. He will be coming from that point.
Age: Unknown. But he's at least 3000
Reference: Hancock @ Wikipedia
Setting:
Gods, angels...Different cultures call us by different names. Now all of a sudden it's superhero
- Mary
Hancock lives a fairly normal version of Los Angeles, California, USA, located on planet Earth. And this fairly normal city is filled with fairly normal people. As a matter of fact, Hancock's Earth isn't very different from ours. Technology is the same, architechture is the same, and everywhere you look, you'll find just regular ordinary people. As a matter of fact, one of those ordinary people is a man in PR named Ray Embrey. He developed the All-Heart logo and the program behind it. The point of it was to convince organizations to offer free products and services bearing the All-Heart logo. Ray is trying his best to sell it to corporate big shots. Unfortunately, it doesn't work out so well for him. But all that changes when he meets John Hancock.
The only truly extraordinary thing about Hancock's world is...well Hancock himself. He is a remarkable being, in that he's been gifted with extraordinary powers. And sometimes he uses those powers to save people, causing millions of dollars in damage in the process. The authorities don't like Hancock because of this.
We're given a really vague description of what Hancock is. They were once called gods and angels in times past. But here in 2008, Hancock is called a superhero. Beyond that, we know little else of what Hancock actually is. It is explained that there were more of them, but once they paired up with their other halves, they lost their powers and died. Hancock and Mary were the last two of the pairs alive. Mary abandoned Hancock so that he could keep his powers. She said that Hancock was built to save people. She also said that he was really the only one who needed to survive so he could protect Earth. He was the 'insurance policy' of the gods.
Still, that explanation is vague at best and leaves a lot more questions than answers. We are left with a very limited understanding of what exactly Hancock is. They are called gods and angels by humans, but are not either. Mary says they were built by gods, but which ones and for what purpose? Why was Hancock the only one meant to save the world? Where were they built? On Earth? In outer space? In another dimension entirely? See, the explanation is severely lacking in the actual explaining department. There's a theory floating around that Hancock and Mary are Zeus and Hera respectively. That may very well be possible, but that has been neither confirmed or denied.
It seems Marvel and DC superheros do not exist in this world as real or fictional people. The comics Ray shows Hancock feature a very generic range of heroes where Bruce and Clark would have been a more suitable example. So it is pretty safe to assume Hancock and those like him are the only 'superhuman' beings on Earth.
Personality:
People don't like you, Hancock.
Do I look like I care what people think?
- Ray & Hancock
Hancock is angry. He is angry about his life's circumstances. He is angry at himself for being unable to remember who he is. And most of all, he is angry at the world for rejecting him. So what is his natural response? To reject them back. Put simply, Hancock doesn't like people and he doesn't make it a secret either. He's abrasive and rude and just plain mean.
But for some reason, that doesn't stop him from saving them. He's not exactly graceful about it. Have you tried to fly at supersonic speeds drunk? It's no easy task. Who cares if he smashes a highway sign or damages a couple of government buildings, or dumps a car full of gang members on top of a sky scraper's needle? Not Hancock. He stopped the bad guys and as far as he's concerned, that's all that matters. The mess he's left behind is for other people to clean up.
So it's no surprise that people don't actually appreciate Hancock's efforts to help them. Their taxes must be through the roof to pay for the all the shit Hancock damaged. What good is putting out an apartment fire if you're going to traumatize children by raiding an ice cream truck's stock smoking and bare ass naked? Where is the good in flinging a beached whale back into the ocean if you just capsize a boat? Hancock has the ability to do good things. He simply goes about it in the wrong way. He flat out refuses to answer for the damage he's caused. He's been subpenaed over 600 times but who's going to enforce them? The people don't want Hancock's half assed attempts to save them, even with their moderately low crime rate. That doesn't matter. When you get reamed by Nancy Grace on national television, that's saying something.
But what he does have is an innate need to save people. To stop bad guys from doing bad things. The way he goes about it, however, is haphazard and dangerous at best.
Stop pretending that you do not care! You have a calling. You're a hero, Hancock.
- Ray
Despite whatever Hancock wants you to believe, it bothers him that there was no one to claim him that one night 80 years ago when he got his skull cracked opened. He acknowledges that he is not the most charming person in the world, but why wasn't there just one person to claim him at that hospital? It hurt him and he channel that hurt into aggressive acts. Still, he craves acceptance. From someone, somewhere, anywhere. Being the only one of his kind and being soundly rejected in a world he barely remembers makes for a lonely existence. Hancock lives alone in the middle of nowhere and drinks his life away. Sure, he can barely function or fly straight, but this helps him cope with his lack of memories and lack of friends. It doesn't help him much in gaining either of those things, but it sure as hell makes him feel better.
That said, Hancock has the potential of being a great superhero. Ray Embrey tells him if he could channel that immense physical power he has into willpower, he could overcome to the public's opinion of him. He could save people and actually be liked. Part of him wants this. Part of him is dying to do this. But the sting of rejection is still pretty fresh and it bothers him that the effort could be for nothing. Still, Ray's offer is better than stewing in his trailer for the rest of his life.
Ray is Hancock's guide. Ray is Hancock's PR agent. But most importantly, Ray is Hancock's friend. He was probably the first person to ever say thank you to Hancock after the hero saved his life. Sure he should've gone up with the car instead of flipping it onto the hood of the car behind and punching the train. But that wasn't the point! The point was, Ray was alive and Hancock's rather...unique heroics didn't diminish Ray's gratitude.
Hancock is incredibly awkward when people aren't yelling at him or telling him to go away or glaring at him. He wants to be accepted, but isn't quite sure what to do when he is. He's dismissive of it at first, like this is a fluke or a one time thing. But eventually, he warms up to it and even kind of likes it.
Given the opportunity, Hancock can be a great guy. Not the most charming, mind. But he's not a bad person. He just needs to come to terms with a past he's lost and to learn some better people skills. Once he can come to grips with that, Hancock's potential for being great really shines through.
The one person Hancock has ever had immediate chemistry with is Ray's wife, Mary. And that's a whole nother can of worms right there. He likes being close to her and he doesn't understand why. She is constantly pushing him away, but it is obvious she feels the attraction just as strongly as he does. Think two magnets trying to stick together through a solid sheet of metal. That's Hancock and Mary.
You're an asshole. I know. I call it like I see it, though. It's not a crime to be an asshole, but it's very counter-productive. Not a crime, but you are an asshole, don't you think?
Be careful.
- Ray & Hancock
Oh, and don't call him an asshole. That never ends well for the people involved. Hancock doesn't like that word and more importantly, he doesn't like it applied to him. Just don't do it.
LAST TIME ON TURTLETOPIA...
Hancock had made the decision to accept Ray's help by the time he's brought to Turtletopia. But without actually having been given any of Ray's advice, Hancock will just slip back into old habits: drinking himself silly, sleeping on benches, and being a butt to people that look at him crosseyed. He'll save people if necessary and will probably be seen more like a menace than anything. The good news is, however, he's not completely closed off to the idea of someone else helping him learn some better people skills. So if someone wants to try...well all I have to say is good luck!
Appearance:
Hancock is a hobo with a passing resemblance to one, Will Smith. He never shaves and probably smells like a brewery. It should also be noted that Hancock has several nasty scars doting his body from protecting Mary over the centuries.
Abilities:
Lady, I will break my foot off in your ass.
- Hancock
Superhuman Strength
Hancock is incredibly strong. He can lift cars and shove a skyscraper's needle through the engine. He can punch trains off the tracks and cause millions of dollars in damage to public, private, and government property. Don't like it? Sue him.
Flight
Hancock is able to fly at supersonic speeds. He is definitely not the most graceful, since he usually flying drunk or hungover. His landings and takeoffs could use some work, since he has this nasty habit of destroying the pavement.
Stamina/reflexes
His stamina and reflexes are enhanced to the point that he's able to endure long strenuous tasks as well as react with lightning fast speed.
Invulnerability and Immortality
Hancock does not age and is invulnerable to any number of things such as bullets, missiles, grenades, any thing else that goes boom. He is also immune to poison. But apparently not to the affects of alcohol.
Healing
He can also heal super fast. But since he's invulnerable, this ability is kind of useless.
Hancock is a superhuman in the truest sense. His nails are as sharp as razors and he can shave with them if he is so inclined, cut glass, or scratch cave paintings into walls. His skin is also super tough, since doctors have a hard time sticking him with needles or putting an IV in him.
Despite all of this, Hancock has one weakness. She's a blonde and her name is Mary. Hancock is inexplicably drawn to Mary, over time and great distances. She explains that it's physics and that no matter where she goes, Hancock will follow. Whenever Hancock is close to Mary for an extended period of time, he begins to lose his powers and become mortal. But Mary says Hancock was built for saving people more than the rest of their kind. Maybe that explains how he is able to get up after being exposed to Mary, shot, stabbed, socked in the face with an oxygen tank, choked, and then shot again. Multiple times.
Inventory:
- His clothes
- ONE (1) pair of Raybans
- a small metal candy tin containing the following: bubble gum, 2 movie tickets for Boris Karloff's Frankenstein, Ray's business card
Suite: a 1 floor suite in the metal sector. Hancock's not big on luxury, but being where the crime rate is higher might give him something to do outside of drinking. He won't be spending much time in his suite anyway. He generally sleeps wherever he passes out. So he's not too terribly picky.
In-Character Samples:
Third Person:
Hanckock was annoyed. And annoying him was a fairly easy thing to do, so it wasn't like this mugger had done something extraordinary. The man stood there, beads of sweat popping out of his forehead like daisies. The gun pressed to his victim's temple and his arm tucked beneath her chin. His breathing came in rapid bursts as he pointed his weapon from the woman's head to the unarmed man before him. “Back off, dude. I'll blow her brains out, I swear! Back off!”
Hancock rolled his eyes behind the Ray-bans he wore, “Look, M'only gonna say this once, so listen real good.” He pulled the shades down over his nose and looked the mugger in his eyes. “M'trying to be good here. M'trying real hard. But you're not helping. Be a man and let her go.” The mugger scoffed and pressed the gun to the woman's head again.
“You're trying to trick me. And I'm not falling for it. Asshole.”
Hancock paused, exhaled, put his hands on his hips, shifted his weight from one foot to the other, puckered his lips then finally responded. “I'm tryin' to help you out, here. I mean, you goin' to jail at the end of this. So you can let her go, and go in a police car. Or in an ambulance. It don't make me no difference.”
The grip he had on the woman's throat tightened, she gagged and his finger toyed with the trigger. “You're pissin' me off, asshole! Back. Up.”
Hancock didn't move, running a hand over his unshaven jaw. “You really need to stop calling me that. That is not my name.”
“Whatcha gonna do about it, huh? I swear I'll blow her head off before you put a hand on me. Asshole.”
Hancock sighed, searching the ground for something he could use for a weapon. Spying a tube of lipstick from the woman's dropped purse, he picked it up, twirled it between his fingers then looked at the mugger. “Call me an asshole. One. More. Time.” He cupped his ear as he waited and no sooner than the word had left the thief's mouth, Hancock threw the lipstick with all his might. It struck the other man in the middle of his forehead. He grunted, releasing the woman and skidding across the ground, creating a trench from the force of the blow. The woman dropped to her knees, coughing. She looked up at her savior and almost smiled. He kept his distance, arms folded over his chest.
“You all right?”
Network:
[Hancock has been here for a few months. He's made some enemies. He's pissed some people off. The locals don't seem very fond of him at all. Not like he cares. In a lot of ways, it's just like L.A.!
So, Why in the world would Hancock be reaching out to people that don't like him? Well the answer is nothing Hancock is willing to share. He's quiet for a moment, looking at something off camera. When his gaze finally lands on the camera, he opens his mouth to speak. He wants to say something. He almost does. But just as quickly, he closes his mouth and shakes his head.]
Fuck this.
[End feed.]
Name: Sparky
Age: 25
Contact: strongmekachan @ AIM | realfolkblues @ plurk
Game Cast: Hawke (
imlikeabird)This is a swap out application. If accepted, I'll be replacing Zelda.
Character Information:
Name: John Hancock
Canon: Hancock | Film
Canon Point: After having dinner with Ray's family. Before he leaves, Ray gives Hancock his business card and invites him to come back so he can get help changing his public image. Hancock later eavesdrops on Ray and his wife having a conversation about him. He will be coming from that point.
Age: Unknown. But he's at least 3000
Reference: Hancock @ Wikipedia
Setting:
Gods, angels...Different cultures call us by different names. Now all of a sudden it's superhero
- Mary
Hancock lives a fairly normal version of Los Angeles, California, USA, located on planet Earth. And this fairly normal city is filled with fairly normal people. As a matter of fact, Hancock's Earth isn't very different from ours. Technology is the same, architechture is the same, and everywhere you look, you'll find just regular ordinary people. As a matter of fact, one of those ordinary people is a man in PR named Ray Embrey. He developed the All-Heart logo and the program behind it. The point of it was to convince organizations to offer free products and services bearing the All-Heart logo. Ray is trying his best to sell it to corporate big shots. Unfortunately, it doesn't work out so well for him. But all that changes when he meets John Hancock.
The only truly extraordinary thing about Hancock's world is...well Hancock himself. He is a remarkable being, in that he's been gifted with extraordinary powers. And sometimes he uses those powers to save people, causing millions of dollars in damage in the process. The authorities don't like Hancock because of this.
We're given a really vague description of what Hancock is. They were once called gods and angels in times past. But here in 2008, Hancock is called a superhero. Beyond that, we know little else of what Hancock actually is. It is explained that there were more of them, but once they paired up with their other halves, they lost their powers and died. Hancock and Mary were the last two of the pairs alive. Mary abandoned Hancock so that he could keep his powers. She said that Hancock was built to save people. She also said that he was really the only one who needed to survive so he could protect Earth. He was the 'insurance policy' of the gods.
Still, that explanation is vague at best and leaves a lot more questions than answers. We are left with a very limited understanding of what exactly Hancock is. They are called gods and angels by humans, but are not either. Mary says they were built by gods, but which ones and for what purpose? Why was Hancock the only one meant to save the world? Where were they built? On Earth? In outer space? In another dimension entirely? See, the explanation is severely lacking in the actual explaining department. There's a theory floating around that Hancock and Mary are Zeus and Hera respectively. That may very well be possible, but that has been neither confirmed or denied.
It seems Marvel and DC superheros do not exist in this world as real or fictional people. The comics Ray shows Hancock feature a very generic range of heroes where Bruce and Clark would have been a more suitable example. So it is pretty safe to assume Hancock and those like him are the only 'superhuman' beings on Earth.
Personality:
People don't like you, Hancock.
Do I look like I care what people think?
- Ray & Hancock
Hancock is angry. He is angry about his life's circumstances. He is angry at himself for being unable to remember who he is. And most of all, he is angry at the world for rejecting him. So what is his natural response? To reject them back. Put simply, Hancock doesn't like people and he doesn't make it a secret either. He's abrasive and rude and just plain mean.
But for some reason, that doesn't stop him from saving them. He's not exactly graceful about it. Have you tried to fly at supersonic speeds drunk? It's no easy task. Who cares if he smashes a highway sign or damages a couple of government buildings, or dumps a car full of gang members on top of a sky scraper's needle? Not Hancock. He stopped the bad guys and as far as he's concerned, that's all that matters. The mess he's left behind is for other people to clean up.
So it's no surprise that people don't actually appreciate Hancock's efforts to help them. Their taxes must be through the roof to pay for the all the shit Hancock damaged. What good is putting out an apartment fire if you're going to traumatize children by raiding an ice cream truck's stock smoking and bare ass naked? Where is the good in flinging a beached whale back into the ocean if you just capsize a boat? Hancock has the ability to do good things. He simply goes about it in the wrong way. He flat out refuses to answer for the damage he's caused. He's been subpenaed over 600 times but who's going to enforce them? The people don't want Hancock's half assed attempts to save them, even with their moderately low crime rate. That doesn't matter. When you get reamed by Nancy Grace on national television, that's saying something.
But what he does have is an innate need to save people. To stop bad guys from doing bad things. The way he goes about it, however, is haphazard and dangerous at best.
Stop pretending that you do not care! You have a calling. You're a hero, Hancock.
- Ray
Despite whatever Hancock wants you to believe, it bothers him that there was no one to claim him that one night 80 years ago when he got his skull cracked opened. He acknowledges that he is not the most charming person in the world, but why wasn't there just one person to claim him at that hospital? It hurt him and he channel that hurt into aggressive acts. Still, he craves acceptance. From someone, somewhere, anywhere. Being the only one of his kind and being soundly rejected in a world he barely remembers makes for a lonely existence. Hancock lives alone in the middle of nowhere and drinks his life away. Sure, he can barely function or fly straight, but this helps him cope with his lack of memories and lack of friends. It doesn't help him much in gaining either of those things, but it sure as hell makes him feel better.
That said, Hancock has the potential of being a great superhero. Ray Embrey tells him if he could channel that immense physical power he has into willpower, he could overcome to the public's opinion of him. He could save people and actually be liked. Part of him wants this. Part of him is dying to do this. But the sting of rejection is still pretty fresh and it bothers him that the effort could be for nothing. Still, Ray's offer is better than stewing in his trailer for the rest of his life.
Ray is Hancock's guide. Ray is Hancock's PR agent. But most importantly, Ray is Hancock's friend. He was probably the first person to ever say thank you to Hancock after the hero saved his life. Sure he should've gone up with the car instead of flipping it onto the hood of the car behind and punching the train. But that wasn't the point! The point was, Ray was alive and Hancock's rather...unique heroics didn't diminish Ray's gratitude.
Hancock is incredibly awkward when people aren't yelling at him or telling him to go away or glaring at him. He wants to be accepted, but isn't quite sure what to do when he is. He's dismissive of it at first, like this is a fluke or a one time thing. But eventually, he warms up to it and even kind of likes it.
Given the opportunity, Hancock can be a great guy. Not the most charming, mind. But he's not a bad person. He just needs to come to terms with a past he's lost and to learn some better people skills. Once he can come to grips with that, Hancock's potential for being great really shines through.
The one person Hancock has ever had immediate chemistry with is Ray's wife, Mary. And that's a whole nother can of worms right there. He likes being close to her and he doesn't understand why. She is constantly pushing him away, but it is obvious she feels the attraction just as strongly as he does. Think two magnets trying to stick together through a solid sheet of metal. That's Hancock and Mary.
You're an asshole. I know. I call it like I see it, though. It's not a crime to be an asshole, but it's very counter-productive. Not a crime, but you are an asshole, don't you think?
Be careful.
- Ray & Hancock
Oh, and don't call him an asshole. That never ends well for the people involved. Hancock doesn't like that word and more importantly, he doesn't like it applied to him. Just don't do it.
LAST TIME ON TURTLETOPIA...
Hancock had made the decision to accept Ray's help by the time he's brought to Turtletopia. But without actually having been given any of Ray's advice, Hancock will just slip back into old habits: drinking himself silly, sleeping on benches, and being a butt to people that look at him crosseyed. He'll save people if necessary and will probably be seen more like a menace than anything. The good news is, however, he's not completely closed off to the idea of someone else helping him learn some better people skills. So if someone wants to try...well all I have to say is good luck!
Appearance:
Hancock is a hobo with a passing resemblance to one, Will Smith. He never shaves and probably smells like a brewery. It should also be noted that Hancock has several nasty scars doting his body from protecting Mary over the centuries.
Abilities:
Lady, I will break my foot off in your ass.
- Hancock
Superhuman Strength
Hancock is incredibly strong. He can lift cars and shove a skyscraper's needle through the engine. He can punch trains off the tracks and cause millions of dollars in damage to public, private, and government property. Don't like it? Sue him.
Flight
Hancock is able to fly at supersonic speeds. He is definitely not the most graceful, since he usually flying drunk or hungover. His landings and takeoffs could use some work, since he has this nasty habit of destroying the pavement.
Stamina/reflexes
His stamina and reflexes are enhanced to the point that he's able to endure long strenuous tasks as well as react with lightning fast speed.
Invulnerability and Immortality
Hancock does not age and is invulnerable to any number of things such as bullets, missiles, grenades, any thing else that goes boom. He is also immune to poison. But apparently not to the affects of alcohol.
Healing
He can also heal super fast. But since he's invulnerable, this ability is kind of useless.
Hancock is a superhuman in the truest sense. His nails are as sharp as razors and he can shave with them if he is so inclined, cut glass, or scratch cave paintings into walls. His skin is also super tough, since doctors have a hard time sticking him with needles or putting an IV in him.
Despite all of this, Hancock has one weakness. She's a blonde and her name is Mary. Hancock is inexplicably drawn to Mary, over time and great distances. She explains that it's physics and that no matter where she goes, Hancock will follow. Whenever Hancock is close to Mary for an extended period of time, he begins to lose his powers and become mortal. But Mary says Hancock was built for saving people more than the rest of their kind. Maybe that explains how he is able to get up after being exposed to Mary, shot, stabbed, socked in the face with an oxygen tank, choked, and then shot again. Multiple times.
Inventory:
- His clothes
- ONE (1) pair of Raybans
- a small metal candy tin containing the following: bubble gum, 2 movie tickets for Boris Karloff's Frankenstein, Ray's business card
Suite: a 1 floor suite in the metal sector. Hancock's not big on luxury, but being where the crime rate is higher might give him something to do outside of drinking. He won't be spending much time in his suite anyway. He generally sleeps wherever he passes out. So he's not too terribly picky.
In-Character Samples:
Third Person:
Hanckock was annoyed. And annoying him was a fairly easy thing to do, so it wasn't like this mugger had done something extraordinary. The man stood there, beads of sweat popping out of his forehead like daisies. The gun pressed to his victim's temple and his arm tucked beneath her chin. His breathing came in rapid bursts as he pointed his weapon from the woman's head to the unarmed man before him. “Back off, dude. I'll blow her brains out, I swear! Back off!”
Hancock rolled his eyes behind the Ray-bans he wore, “Look, M'only gonna say this once, so listen real good.” He pulled the shades down over his nose and looked the mugger in his eyes. “M'trying to be good here. M'trying real hard. But you're not helping. Be a man and let her go.” The mugger scoffed and pressed the gun to the woman's head again.
“You're trying to trick me. And I'm not falling for it. Asshole.”
Hancock paused, exhaled, put his hands on his hips, shifted his weight from one foot to the other, puckered his lips then finally responded. “I'm tryin' to help you out, here. I mean, you goin' to jail at the end of this. So you can let her go, and go in a police car. Or in an ambulance. It don't make me no difference.”
The grip he had on the woman's throat tightened, she gagged and his finger toyed with the trigger. “You're pissin' me off, asshole! Back. Up.”
Hancock didn't move, running a hand over his unshaven jaw. “You really need to stop calling me that. That is not my name.”
“Whatcha gonna do about it, huh? I swear I'll blow her head off before you put a hand on me. Asshole.”
Hancock sighed, searching the ground for something he could use for a weapon. Spying a tube of lipstick from the woman's dropped purse, he picked it up, twirled it between his fingers then looked at the mugger. “Call me an asshole. One. More. Time.” He cupped his ear as he waited and no sooner than the word had left the thief's mouth, Hancock threw the lipstick with all his might. It struck the other man in the middle of his forehead. He grunted, releasing the woman and skidding across the ground, creating a trench from the force of the blow. The woman dropped to her knees, coughing. She looked up at her savior and almost smiled. He kept his distance, arms folded over his chest.
“You all right?”
Network:
[Hancock has been here for a few months. He's made some enemies. He's pissed some people off. The locals don't seem very fond of him at all. Not like he cares. In a lot of ways, it's just like L.A.!
So, Why in the world would Hancock be reaching out to people that don't like him? Well the answer is nothing Hancock is willing to share. He's quiet for a moment, looking at something off camera. When his gaze finally lands on the camera, he opens his mouth to speak. He wants to say something. He almost does. But just as quickly, he closes his mouth and shakes his head.]
Fuck this.
[End feed.]
