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〈 PLAYER INFO 〉
NAME: Ramey
JOURNAL:midvalley
IM / EMAIL: roorat [at] gmail [dot] com
PLURK:![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
exposition
RETURNING: N/A
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Rocket Raccoon
CHARACTER AGE: He is an adult... whatever the hell he is, but he admits to not having a very long lifespan, so in terms of years, he's probably not all that old.
SERIES: Marvel Cinematic Universe (Guardians of the Galaxy)
CHRONOLOGY: Post-movie
CLASS: Extremely morally ambiguous and very much out for himself. Anti-hero at best.
HOUSING: I'd like him to be in individual housing, please. I don't care which city.
BACKGROUND: Rocket Raccoon | MCU Wiki
When we first see Rocket, it is alongside his friend and partner in crime, Groot. The pair are scanning the crowd for bounties and come across Peter Quill, who has quite the impressive bounty on his head. They get tangled up in a conflict between Peter and Gamora, and ultimately all four of them get arrested and taken to a high security prison.
At first Rocket has every intention of breaking out of prison and taking Quill in to collect his bounty, until it comes to light that Gamora has a buyer for an artifact that Quill has. A buyer who is willing to pay obscene amounts of money for said artifact. Nothing brings people together quite like the promise of riches and the four of them enter into an alliance of sorts: Rocket breaks them out, Gamora leads them to her buyer, Quill hands over the artifact, Groot… groots. Along the way they also pick up Drax, who follows along for a chance at revenge at Gamora’s former allies. Over the course of the film, the group evolves from “somewhat uneasy arrangement because money” to “team”.
Rocket’s place on the team doesn’t really cover any one area. He’s an engineering genius, a skilled pilot, a snarky asshole, and probably crazy. He builds a weapon out of the shit he finds around on Quill’s ship which ends up being instrumental in defeating the big bad.
Team though they are, he remains abrasive towards everyone in the group, but he does state at one point that they are the only friends he and Groot have ever had. They’re still a bunch of jackasses, though.
PERSONALITY: Rocket didn't ask for the life he got. He started his existence as a simple creature not unlike a raccoon (though he doesn't actually know what a raccoon is), and he was gathered up and was taken to a planet called Halfworld. There, he was experimented on, cut open, augmented, taken apart and put back together over, and over, and over. In the end, he was granted higher intelligence, the ability to speak, and true sapience, but the experience left its mark. Rocket is angry and caustic and somewhat unhinged, only out for himself (and his flora colossus buddy, Groot), because the universe sure as hell has never done him any favors. His sense of humor is largely on the dry and insulting side, but it can really tend towards dark and somewhat twisted sometimes. He seems to enjoy relieving people of their prosthetics because he thinks it would be funny- he tricks Quill into taking a prosthetic leg from another prisoner during their prison break and wanted to know if the guy was “hopping around” without it. He also tries to make a case for taking another character's cybernetic eye at one point, only for Quill to stop him. Rocket still giggles at the prospect. Yeah, he's a dick.
When the going gets rough, Rocket is all for reacting with violence. When Quill suggests using industrial-grade mining pods to smash through enemy ships, he goes at it with gusto, screaming all the while. He's quick to go for his gun when pushed just a little too far, and even if he just ends up doing a lot of posturing and threatening, he's still got enough of a hair trigger to really be worrying. It seems he really enjoys wielding weapons that are just as big as he is, like he's trying to make up for his small stature by carrying around very big guns. Big guns, a big attitude, and Groot seem to be the great equalizers when it comes to dealing with people who are bigger than he is. Which is everyone.
He's not one to pull his punches, either. He's not going to tiptoe around things for fear of hurting someone's feelings. When Drax nearly gets two of their teammates killed- and ultimately gets them captured and puts the movie's MacGuffin in the hands of the enemy- all for the sake of revenge on the man who murdered his wife and daughter, Rocket calls him on having his head so far up his own ass that he can't see he's going to get everyone around him killed. Groot is scandalized over Rocket being so blasé about the fact that the guy's family was murdered, but Rocket says he doesn't care if he's being mean. He points out that “everybody's got dead people”, and it's no excuse.
Though it seems that a lot of his abrasiveness is a defense mechanism. When people call him things like “rodent” or “thing” or “vermin”, it truly does bother him. He did not ask for this, and he's had to fight tooth and nail to be seen as anything other than an animal. The insults and nicknames and quick little jabs at his expense hurt, but he'd never admit it. At least, not while sober. One drunken rant seems to be enough for the rest of the Guardians to stop calling him those kinds of names, and it's likely he's more grateful for it than he cares to let on. They may be assholes, but they know where to draw the line, at least.
It's also possible that they don't want to piss off the guy capable of building highly-destructive weaponry out of the random crap he just finds lying around.
Yeah. Rocket is insanely smart. The instant the group lands themselves in prison, he's already formulating a plan to get out. (Based on his knowledge of the place, it's probably safe to assume he'd done his research in advance.) He's able to cobble together a device to control the prison's guard tower in the middle of a firefight, and knows exactly what to do to take over control of the prison's artificial gravity functions and security drones, even with the others bitching over his shoulder and breathing down his neck for him to hurry the hell up already. Sometimes his plans aren't perfectly thought out, and working with the Guardians, the likes of Groot and Drax especially, offers a measure of unpredictability and often throws a wrench into the works, but he's quick to adapt and think on the fly. He doesn't quite have Quill's gift for improvisation, but he's good under pressure, and if all else fails, he will say “screw it” and fly a goddamn spaceship through a window to run the bad guy over because their other plan went to shit.
Generally, Rocket is slow to trust and quick to insult, but his fellow Guardians eventually show him a measure of respect, and that's hard to come by. It's part of the reason he considers them friends. He actually seems a little remorseful when it looks like Gamora is going to die in the vacuum of space, and distressed when Quill goes out to save her, where before he was happy to leave the human in prison so long as they had the artifact and got paid. He downright cries when Groot plans to sacrifice himself to save the others. Of all of them, Groot is his closest and best friend. Only Rocket seems to be able to understand him, considering all the flora colossus ever says is “I am Groot”.
POWER: Canon-wise, Rocket's enhancements give him a boost to strength and durability. He can hold and wield weapons that are just as big, if not bigger, than he is with ease, and he can take a more of a beating than a normal animal of his size would be able to and still get up from it. Also, being a raccoon, or at least a raccoon-like creature, he has very sharp eyesight, and enhanced senses of smell and hearing. It can also be assumed that he has a raccoon's extremely sensitive sense of touch, which would explain his dexterity when working with and building machines.
His non-canon powers will be:
Electric Current – Rocket is able to convert his body in to electrical energy and travel through wires almost instantaneously. His entry/exit points can be anything that gives off or consumes electricity (i.e. light fixtures, outlets, appliances that are actively running, computers or smart phones so long as they’re plugged in to the wall). Because his body is so small, he won’t do any damage to the devices he passes through aside from cause a very slight surge in power. With practice, he may be able to take other people with him, but no more than one other person at a time, and there is a very real risk of frying the things they pass through because the current will be larger. Short trips will take him seconds at most- provided he doesn’t get lost, which will also take some getting used to- while longer trips, such as traveling between the porter cities, can take a couple of minutes. Long trips or making several short ones in quick succession will tire him out. The more he practices with his abilities, the less of a drain on his energy they will eventually be.
Extreme Adorableness – Rocket can look extremely adorable at will. I’m talking giant, tearful eyes, droopy little ears. The kind of look that will make a person stop and say “awww”. In fact, anyone he turns this look on will be momentarily charmed into forgetting that Rocket is a colossal asshole and just go “awww”. I will have a permissions post for this.
Hammerspace Pocket – Rocket will have access to a pocket of hammerspace for storage. The opening of the pocket will always be somewhere near his person, though not actually on his body or clothes. Despite what the name implies, its space will not be infinite, it will only be able to hold about thirty items. He cannot put anything living in there, and the items will not be able to be much bigger than he is.
〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE: Here, from my first go 'round.
LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE:
Rocket held out for as long as he could- a month, actually, which was a pretty good show of stubborn pride- before he finally caved and decided to look up whatever the hell a raccoon actually is.
That was a bad plan.
Even in his relatively short time with the Guardians, (which, by the way, he maintained was a stupid frickin' name, but it'd stuck after the whole thing on Xandar. Whatever. Quill seemed to like it, anyway) he was used to plans going spectacularly wrong. Groot would get overzealous sometimes, really wanting to help without taking into account the fact that plans had a goddamn order for a goddamn reason, but when it had been just the two of them, Rocket could rein the flora colossus in pretty easily. Now, with four other asshats in the mix, things tended to get hairy more often than not. Things blew up in their faces, they got out by the skin of their teeth, and barely managed to get paid. It was frustrating, made Rocket want to scoop his own brain out with a spoon sometimes, but he was used to it.
This was a bad plan on a wholly personal level, which was not something Rocket was used to at all. He kept a barrier of bristling anger and annoyance between himself and anything having to do with the exact nature of just what he was, and after a month of being called a raccoon by the unknowing populace of Heropa, he decided, at the very least, he should try to figure out just what these people thought he was. At first he told himself he was just gonna take a peek, read a couple of texts to find out just how wrong they were, or to see if they were somehow being insulting.
Turns out, they were pretty on the nose with the whole raccoon thing, and that bothered him. In part, yes, because they were calling him some kind of animal, a frickin' rodent. It ticked him off. But more than anything, it... it weirdly hurt. Because it was so clearly what he used to be. Just an animal whose only care was trying to figure out how to get the lid off of some suburbanite's garbage can.
He very nearly threw his communicator across the room at that point. The last thing he wanted was a pity party where he wallowed around thinking of what his life could be if they'd never sliced him up and changed him. Whatever, right? What's done is done, and despite what these people might think, he isn't some damn raccoon.
He's Rocket, and there ain't no thing like him, 'cept him.
FINAL NOTES: Aside from his trademark orange jumpsuit, Rocket will have his trusty laser rifle with him upon arrival.
NAME: Ramey
JOURNAL:
midvalleyIM / EMAIL: roorat [at] gmail [dot] com
PLURK:
RETURNING: N/A
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Rocket Raccoon
CHARACTER AGE: He is an adult... whatever the hell he is, but he admits to not having a very long lifespan, so in terms of years, he's probably not all that old.
SERIES: Marvel Cinematic Universe (Guardians of the Galaxy)
CHRONOLOGY: Post-movie
CLASS: Extremely morally ambiguous and very much out for himself. Anti-hero at best.
HOUSING: I'd like him to be in individual housing, please. I don't care which city.
BACKGROUND: Rocket Raccoon | MCU Wiki
When we first see Rocket, it is alongside his friend and partner in crime, Groot. The pair are scanning the crowd for bounties and come across Peter Quill, who has quite the impressive bounty on his head. They get tangled up in a conflict between Peter and Gamora, and ultimately all four of them get arrested and taken to a high security prison.
At first Rocket has every intention of breaking out of prison and taking Quill in to collect his bounty, until it comes to light that Gamora has a buyer for an artifact that Quill has. A buyer who is willing to pay obscene amounts of money for said artifact. Nothing brings people together quite like the promise of riches and the four of them enter into an alliance of sorts: Rocket breaks them out, Gamora leads them to her buyer, Quill hands over the artifact, Groot… groots. Along the way they also pick up Drax, who follows along for a chance at revenge at Gamora’s former allies. Over the course of the film, the group evolves from “somewhat uneasy arrangement because money” to “team”.
Rocket’s place on the team doesn’t really cover any one area. He’s an engineering genius, a skilled pilot, a snarky asshole, and probably crazy. He builds a weapon out of the shit he finds around on Quill’s ship which ends up being instrumental in defeating the big bad.
Team though they are, he remains abrasive towards everyone in the group, but he does state at one point that they are the only friends he and Groot have ever had. They’re still a bunch of jackasses, though.
PERSONALITY: Rocket didn't ask for the life he got. He started his existence as a simple creature not unlike a raccoon (though he doesn't actually know what a raccoon is), and he was gathered up and was taken to a planet called Halfworld. There, he was experimented on, cut open, augmented, taken apart and put back together over, and over, and over. In the end, he was granted higher intelligence, the ability to speak, and true sapience, but the experience left its mark. Rocket is angry and caustic and somewhat unhinged, only out for himself (and his flora colossus buddy, Groot), because the universe sure as hell has never done him any favors. His sense of humor is largely on the dry and insulting side, but it can really tend towards dark and somewhat twisted sometimes. He seems to enjoy relieving people of their prosthetics because he thinks it would be funny- he tricks Quill into taking a prosthetic leg from another prisoner during their prison break and wanted to know if the guy was “hopping around” without it. He also tries to make a case for taking another character's cybernetic eye at one point, only for Quill to stop him. Rocket still giggles at the prospect. Yeah, he's a dick.
When the going gets rough, Rocket is all for reacting with violence. When Quill suggests using industrial-grade mining pods to smash through enemy ships, he goes at it with gusto, screaming all the while. He's quick to go for his gun when pushed just a little too far, and even if he just ends up doing a lot of posturing and threatening, he's still got enough of a hair trigger to really be worrying. It seems he really enjoys wielding weapons that are just as big as he is, like he's trying to make up for his small stature by carrying around very big guns. Big guns, a big attitude, and Groot seem to be the great equalizers when it comes to dealing with people who are bigger than he is. Which is everyone.
He's not one to pull his punches, either. He's not going to tiptoe around things for fear of hurting someone's feelings. When Drax nearly gets two of their teammates killed- and ultimately gets them captured and puts the movie's MacGuffin in the hands of the enemy- all for the sake of revenge on the man who murdered his wife and daughter, Rocket calls him on having his head so far up his own ass that he can't see he's going to get everyone around him killed. Groot is scandalized over Rocket being so blasé about the fact that the guy's family was murdered, but Rocket says he doesn't care if he's being mean. He points out that “everybody's got dead people”, and it's no excuse.
Though it seems that a lot of his abrasiveness is a defense mechanism. When people call him things like “rodent” or “thing” or “vermin”, it truly does bother him. He did not ask for this, and he's had to fight tooth and nail to be seen as anything other than an animal. The insults and nicknames and quick little jabs at his expense hurt, but he'd never admit it. At least, not while sober. One drunken rant seems to be enough for the rest of the Guardians to stop calling him those kinds of names, and it's likely he's more grateful for it than he cares to let on. They may be assholes, but they know where to draw the line, at least.
It's also possible that they don't want to piss off the guy capable of building highly-destructive weaponry out of the random crap he just finds lying around.
Yeah. Rocket is insanely smart. The instant the group lands themselves in prison, he's already formulating a plan to get out. (Based on his knowledge of the place, it's probably safe to assume he'd done his research in advance.) He's able to cobble together a device to control the prison's guard tower in the middle of a firefight, and knows exactly what to do to take over control of the prison's artificial gravity functions and security drones, even with the others bitching over his shoulder and breathing down his neck for him to hurry the hell up already. Sometimes his plans aren't perfectly thought out, and working with the Guardians, the likes of Groot and Drax especially, offers a measure of unpredictability and often throws a wrench into the works, but he's quick to adapt and think on the fly. He doesn't quite have Quill's gift for improvisation, but he's good under pressure, and if all else fails, he will say “screw it” and fly a goddamn spaceship through a window to run the bad guy over because their other plan went to shit.
Generally, Rocket is slow to trust and quick to insult, but his fellow Guardians eventually show him a measure of respect, and that's hard to come by. It's part of the reason he considers them friends. He actually seems a little remorseful when it looks like Gamora is going to die in the vacuum of space, and distressed when Quill goes out to save her, where before he was happy to leave the human in prison so long as they had the artifact and got paid. He downright cries when Groot plans to sacrifice himself to save the others. Of all of them, Groot is his closest and best friend. Only Rocket seems to be able to understand him, considering all the flora colossus ever says is “I am Groot”.
POWER: Canon-wise, Rocket's enhancements give him a boost to strength and durability. He can hold and wield weapons that are just as big, if not bigger, than he is with ease, and he can take a more of a beating than a normal animal of his size would be able to and still get up from it. Also, being a raccoon, or at least a raccoon-like creature, he has very sharp eyesight, and enhanced senses of smell and hearing. It can also be assumed that he has a raccoon's extremely sensitive sense of touch, which would explain his dexterity when working with and building machines.
His non-canon powers will be:
Electric Current – Rocket is able to convert his body in to electrical energy and travel through wires almost instantaneously. His entry/exit points can be anything that gives off or consumes electricity (i.e. light fixtures, outlets, appliances that are actively running, computers or smart phones so long as they’re plugged in to the wall). Because his body is so small, he won’t do any damage to the devices he passes through aside from cause a very slight surge in power. With practice, he may be able to take other people with him, but no more than one other person at a time, and there is a very real risk of frying the things they pass through because the current will be larger. Short trips will take him seconds at most- provided he doesn’t get lost, which will also take some getting used to- while longer trips, such as traveling between the porter cities, can take a couple of minutes. Long trips or making several short ones in quick succession will tire him out. The more he practices with his abilities, the less of a drain on his energy they will eventually be.
Extreme Adorableness – Rocket can look extremely adorable at will. I’m talking giant, tearful eyes, droopy little ears. The kind of look that will make a person stop and say “awww”. In fact, anyone he turns this look on will be momentarily charmed into forgetting that Rocket is a colossal asshole and just go “awww”. I will have a permissions post for this.
Hammerspace Pocket – Rocket will have access to a pocket of hammerspace for storage. The opening of the pocket will always be somewhere near his person, though not actually on his body or clothes. Despite what the name implies, its space will not be infinite, it will only be able to hold about thirty items. He cannot put anything living in there, and the items will not be able to be much bigger than he is.
〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE: Here, from my first go 'round.
LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE:
Rocket held out for as long as he could- a month, actually, which was a pretty good show of stubborn pride- before he finally caved and decided to look up whatever the hell a raccoon actually is.
That was a bad plan.
Even in his relatively short time with the Guardians, (which, by the way, he maintained was a stupid frickin' name, but it'd stuck after the whole thing on Xandar. Whatever. Quill seemed to like it, anyway) he was used to plans going spectacularly wrong. Groot would get overzealous sometimes, really wanting to help without taking into account the fact that plans had a goddamn order for a goddamn reason, but when it had been just the two of them, Rocket could rein the flora colossus in pretty easily. Now, with four other asshats in the mix, things tended to get hairy more often than not. Things blew up in their faces, they got out by the skin of their teeth, and barely managed to get paid. It was frustrating, made Rocket want to scoop his own brain out with a spoon sometimes, but he was used to it.
This was a bad plan on a wholly personal level, which was not something Rocket was used to at all. He kept a barrier of bristling anger and annoyance between himself and anything having to do with the exact nature of just what he was, and after a month of being called a raccoon by the unknowing populace of Heropa, he decided, at the very least, he should try to figure out just what these people thought he was. At first he told himself he was just gonna take a peek, read a couple of texts to find out just how wrong they were, or to see if they were somehow being insulting.
Turns out, they were pretty on the nose with the whole raccoon thing, and that bothered him. In part, yes, because they were calling him some kind of animal, a frickin' rodent. It ticked him off. But more than anything, it... it weirdly hurt. Because it was so clearly what he used to be. Just an animal whose only care was trying to figure out how to get the lid off of some suburbanite's garbage can.
He very nearly threw his communicator across the room at that point. The last thing he wanted was a pity party where he wallowed around thinking of what his life could be if they'd never sliced him up and changed him. Whatever, right? What's done is done, and despite what these people might think, he isn't some damn raccoon.
He's Rocket, and there ain't no thing like him, 'cept him.
FINAL NOTES: Aside from his trademark orange jumpsuit, Rocket will have his trusty laser rifle with him upon arrival.