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RC Audition
Aug. 24th, 2012 10:45 pmPLAYER
Name:Sam
Personal Journal:CaiusCaligula
E-mail:detheater20@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: Elric441 (AIM)/projekt_731 (MSN)/detheater20 (YIM)
CHARACTER
Name: Izaya Orihara
Canon: Durarara!!
Timeline: Post episode 25, with just enough time for the massive bruising to heal
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Not applicable at the moment.
Personality: If there were a word to describe Izaya, it would be "chaotic". It's clear he has some kind of plan in mind, but what that plan is and what it involves are so complex and generally obtuse that actually piecing things together is harder to do. The constant seems to be that he wants to cause as many things to happen as possible, and then watch the results of whatever he causes, but this is kind of too simple an explanation as well. The best way to describe it would be that he's playing a game, and everyone around him is a piece on the board, for him to play with as he pleases. A game that is, in fact, represented by an actual game board littered with the pieces from about eight different board games. And a deck of cards.
For the most part, Izaya remains unfazed by the events unfolding around him, never seeming to crack or lose his satisfied smirk. He's more likely to make other people angry than for other people to make him angry, though he is prone to fits of maniacal laughter sometimes when things reach a fever pitch, kind of being swept up in it all. His behavior, however, is erratic-- sometimes he'll just let things go with nothing more than a smirk and a veilled threat, other times he'll suddenly throw the offender's cell phone to the ground and stomp on it, laughing all the while. In one moment he could say he hates violence, and in the next use his switchblade knife to cut someone's belt off. While there is in fact a method to his madness, the way he behaves just adds to the chaos, much to his enjoyment.
While Izaya says he loves humanity, it's more he loves seeing how they respond to his constant trolling. He seems content to cause as much chaos as possible for the people he interacts with, all the time finding a way to remain out of its destructive path and yet still at the center of everything. His main job as an info broker is only a means to help facilitate this, as he can easily give several people information that would lead to them being pitted against each other for Izaya's amusement. In fact, much of what he does is driven by his enjoyment and amusement, up to and including his gameboard (the result of his boredom with playing one game at a time). However, despite all of this, he will usually let people walk themselves into trouble, rather than pushing them into it, and will try and claim noble intentions for all of it.
First Person: [Video] [A young man with short black hair appears, a bright smile on his face]
Well, this is new...usually the train takes me back to my office...I wonder what happened. This doesn't look like any stop on the line...
[He steps out from the platform, hiding his surprise under a slightly amused grin. The possibilities are already unfolding in his head, and a manic glint appears in his eye as he ticks over them.]
But a new place...oh, this is going to be fun! So much fun...
[He's already thinking about a new board for the game, but a new board means pieces...he grins widely and starts to broadcast to everyone]
Hello, all of you out there! I'm Izaya Orihara, your friendly info broker. I'm looking forward to meeting all of you, and I'm sure we'll all have a lot of fun with each other. While I haven't met many of you, I look forward to meeting you all and working with you here, wherever this is. And if there are any of you I already know,
[He laughs louder, his eyes growing more manic]
well, it's nice to see you again.
[He climbs up the roof, and the picture jogs a little as he bounds off, finally closing the feed as he bounds over the rooftops and into the city.]
Third Person: Izaya stepped off the train into the unfamiliar city, and did something he only did when he was sure he was alone and no one would see him. He looked around in mild surprise. He was sure he'd got on the train to another part of Tokyo, and to find himself in a totally different city from the one he knew was something he hadn't experienced yet. And then there was the matter of the weird pocketwatch he'd somehow picked up. That was new, though it fit nicely and added some symmetry with his wallet chain. Not that he needed it, but it might be interesting. He looked out over the Victorian roofs. Yes, interesting was definitely the word for this place...from the oddly quaint train station to the steam-powered train, it was a new experience.
And new experiences meant fun. Not just for him, but it meant an entirely new group of people to add to his experiment. He loved that idea. The Ikebukuro plots would have to be run blind, of course, but that was its own kind of fun, and he was bored of the game in the first place. Izaya didn't like the idea of leaving people to act on their own without his guidance, it made him think there might be a little too much chaos, but he'd come back to an interesting board layout, and if necessary, he could always just fling Shizuo headlong into-- he was drifting. There would be time enough for that later. For now, he wanted to explore. Spread out. He'd arrived at the city just at sunset...not usually the time he operated, but (and he wouldn't admit this to anyone), he wasn't exactly fully in his element yet. Still, it was a city, and a city was where he did his best work.
He opened the pocketwatch, and it seemed to function exactly the way he thought it would-- like his old phone, though with some of the qualities changed to vastly different ones. Texting was a little off, and he didn't like not being able to choose his own username, and the video function seemed to have the lowest resolution he'd ever seen. He was up for the challenge of doing most of his work without his forum posts and multiple identities, but it wasn't like he depended on them. Depending on anything was a weakness, and Izaya didn't have weaknesses. He only had potential tools that looked like them.
But that could wait. A new board was unfolding in his head, and a new board needed pieces. "Well, there's no use standing around here." Izaya half-scrambled, half-jumped on to the roof of the station, and from there bounded off into the dusk, over the rooftops, laughing to himself the whole way. A new city, a new board, new people to show him how wonderful humanity truly was...this would be exactly the kind of fun he was looking for.
Name:Sam
Personal Journal:CaiusCaligula
E-mail:detheater20@gmail.com
AIM/MSN/etc: Elric441 (AIM)/projekt_731 (MSN)/detheater20 (YIM)
CHARACTER
Name: Izaya Orihara
Canon: Durarara!!
Timeline: Post episode 25, with just enough time for the massive bruising to heal
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: Not applicable at the moment.
Personality: If there were a word to describe Izaya, it would be "chaotic". It's clear he has some kind of plan in mind, but what that plan is and what it involves are so complex and generally obtuse that actually piecing things together is harder to do. The constant seems to be that he wants to cause as many things to happen as possible, and then watch the results of whatever he causes, but this is kind of too simple an explanation as well. The best way to describe it would be that he's playing a game, and everyone around him is a piece on the board, for him to play with as he pleases. A game that is, in fact, represented by an actual game board littered with the pieces from about eight different board games. And a deck of cards.
For the most part, Izaya remains unfazed by the events unfolding around him, never seeming to crack or lose his satisfied smirk. He's more likely to make other people angry than for other people to make him angry, though he is prone to fits of maniacal laughter sometimes when things reach a fever pitch, kind of being swept up in it all. His behavior, however, is erratic-- sometimes he'll just let things go with nothing more than a smirk and a veilled threat, other times he'll suddenly throw the offender's cell phone to the ground and stomp on it, laughing all the while. In one moment he could say he hates violence, and in the next use his switchblade knife to cut someone's belt off. While there is in fact a method to his madness, the way he behaves just adds to the chaos, much to his enjoyment.
While Izaya says he loves humanity, it's more he loves seeing how they respond to his constant trolling. He seems content to cause as much chaos as possible for the people he interacts with, all the time finding a way to remain out of its destructive path and yet still at the center of everything. His main job as an info broker is only a means to help facilitate this, as he can easily give several people information that would lead to them being pitted against each other for Izaya's amusement. In fact, much of what he does is driven by his enjoyment and amusement, up to and including his gameboard (the result of his boredom with playing one game at a time). However, despite all of this, he will usually let people walk themselves into trouble, rather than pushing them into it, and will try and claim noble intentions for all of it.
First Person: [Video] [A young man with short black hair appears, a bright smile on his face]
Well, this is new...usually the train takes me back to my office...I wonder what happened. This doesn't look like any stop on the line...
[He steps out from the platform, hiding his surprise under a slightly amused grin. The possibilities are already unfolding in his head, and a manic glint appears in his eye as he ticks over them.]
But a new place...oh, this is going to be fun! So much fun...
[He's already thinking about a new board for the game, but a new board means pieces...he grins widely and starts to broadcast to everyone]
Hello, all of you out there! I'm Izaya Orihara, your friendly info broker. I'm looking forward to meeting all of you, and I'm sure we'll all have a lot of fun with each other. While I haven't met many of you, I look forward to meeting you all and working with you here, wherever this is. And if there are any of you I already know,
[He laughs louder, his eyes growing more manic]
well, it's nice to see you again.
[He climbs up the roof, and the picture jogs a little as he bounds off, finally closing the feed as he bounds over the rooftops and into the city.]
Third Person: Izaya stepped off the train into the unfamiliar city, and did something he only did when he was sure he was alone and no one would see him. He looked around in mild surprise. He was sure he'd got on the train to another part of Tokyo, and to find himself in a totally different city from the one he knew was something he hadn't experienced yet. And then there was the matter of the weird pocketwatch he'd somehow picked up. That was new, though it fit nicely and added some symmetry with his wallet chain. Not that he needed it, but it might be interesting. He looked out over the Victorian roofs. Yes, interesting was definitely the word for this place...from the oddly quaint train station to the steam-powered train, it was a new experience.
And new experiences meant fun. Not just for him, but it meant an entirely new group of people to add to his experiment. He loved that idea. The Ikebukuro plots would have to be run blind, of course, but that was its own kind of fun, and he was bored of the game in the first place. Izaya didn't like the idea of leaving people to act on their own without his guidance, it made him think there might be a little too much chaos, but he'd come back to an interesting board layout, and if necessary, he could always just fling Shizuo headlong into-- he was drifting. There would be time enough for that later. For now, he wanted to explore. Spread out. He'd arrived at the city just at sunset...not usually the time he operated, but (and he wouldn't admit this to anyone), he wasn't exactly fully in his element yet. Still, it was a city, and a city was where he did his best work.
He opened the pocketwatch, and it seemed to function exactly the way he thought it would-- like his old phone, though with some of the qualities changed to vastly different ones. Texting was a little off, and he didn't like not being able to choose his own username, and the video function seemed to have the lowest resolution he'd ever seen. He was up for the challenge of doing most of his work without his forum posts and multiple identities, but it wasn't like he depended on them. Depending on anything was a weakness, and Izaya didn't have weaknesses. He only had potential tools that looked like them.
But that could wait. A new board was unfolding in his head, and a new board needed pieces. "Well, there's no use standing around here." Izaya half-scrambled, half-jumped on to the roof of the station, and from there bounded off into the dusk, over the rooftops, laughing to himself the whole way. A new city, a new board, new people to show him how wonderful humanity truly was...this would be exactly the kind of fun he was looking for.
