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the_gerber_babyOOC INFORMATION
[Alias]: Dylan
[Age]: 29
[Contact]: AIM--nextgener49 email--crossman dot dylan at gmail dot com
IC INFORMATION
[Character]: Howard (actual last name unknown) the Duck
[Canon]: Marvel Comics
[Age]: ambiguous and never precisely stated, but "adult" regardless
[Canon Point]: pre-Civil War
[History]: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_the_Duck
[Personality]: Howard is... an angry little person. That's putting it mildly. He's direct, blunt, and extremely quick to point out the absurdities of life or to tell people exactly how stupid they're being. Misanthropic to a fault, it sometimes seems he's not happy unless he's complaining about something. Howard also seems to think (and he might well be right on this count) that the universe is out to get him, contributing to his general surliness.
All evidence suggests that Howard wasfowl foul tempered even before his unexpected dumping in the Marvel 616 universe, having been a directionless disappointment to his parents and less favored than his other siblings. He strongly resisted any attempts by others to shape who he ought to be, and thus lead to quite a bit of familial conflict.
Howard's anger also often comes from the utterly absurd life he leads. You'd be angry too if you were attacked by space turnips or tried in court because of a crazy lady on the bus thinking you were going to steal her kidneys. The fact that, with these or with the real absurdities of life seem to go unnoticed by anyone but him only makes it worse.
Howard also has a hair trigger temper, and will fly off the handle at the slightest provocation. His usual overall powerlessness in a world of "hairless apes" probably helps contribute to that. It takes very little to set him off, and when he gets angry, he gets very angry and very loud. While some of this is just his personality in general, certainly some of it is a defense mechanism to be trapped in a world that was simply not made for him (by virtue of either simply being a world of hairless talking apes or by virtue of the fact that he's quite small). Further, very few people are willing to take Howard seriously, believing him to simply be a little person or child in a costume. Given that he sees things far more clearly (or believes he does, anyway) than most, his inability to get anyone to listen is extremely frustrating.
All in all, Howard has always had anger issues, but the various issues of his life have only served to further exasperate the situation.
Those things being said, Howard is, at his core, a very good person. Numerous times, though he complains all the way, he's stopped to help people in need. Just as important, he remains deeply loyal to his friends, ranging from his girlfriend Beverly, to the misshapen and nearly mindless Man-Thing. All of this suggests that at least some of his anger and grumbling is a put on and pretense, a way of protecting himself so that he doesn't get hurt. But Howard was pushed round a lot in his life back on Duckworld, and continues to be pushed around here on Earth. And he doesn't like to see that happen to anyone else. Further, despite his significant cynicism, Howard knows he couldn't live with himself if he didn't help where he could.
Howard is deeply cynical because of his experiences, but has also made true friends, and in a world that seems beset against him, that means something deeply.
Howard is, being one himself, a champion of the underdog. He hates to see anyone being taken advantage of, hates bullies, and hates to see people abusing their power. In fact, if there's one thing that will break him out his self-centered misanthropic shell the fastest, it's standing up for someone else.
[Abilities/Powers]: Howard is an autodidact who has taught himself a variety of skills over the years and has held a variety of jobs, ranging from dishwasher to taxi driver and more. He possesses adequate skill with small firearms. He possesses a surprising amount of skill in the Martial Art known as Quack-Fu.
While not a super-power per say, Howard seems to attract weirdness and strange characters into his life.
[Position]: Customer Service Representative (CSR)
[Why this position?]: Making an angry misanthropic little guy like Howard deal with people's complaints and problems? How is that not a good place for him?
[Journal Entry Sample]:
You gotta be kiddin' me. Some kind of cockamamie interdimensional supermarket? And I'm supposed to work here? And I'm supposed to be happy about it? The place with all the hairless apes was bad enough, but at least that had a couple people I, you know, actually liked in it.
Got dumped on another world once before. Buncha freakin' hairless apes. Even more absurd than the one I came from. And then there's all the times I keep gettin' called up to save the world with that Kale woman and the walkin' muck pile. Ain't any of them figured out yet that I ain't no hero? A little peace and quiet, that's all I'm askin' for. But do I get it? Noooo. Of course not. That'd be too easy. Universe has to go outta it's way to pick on me.
[He puffs on a cigar.]
It ain't right. Ain't right for anybody. I'm a United States citizen... Okay, technically I'm not. But I still got rights! They can't just do this to all of us!
*waugh!*
[Prose Sample]:
It was Howard's lunch break, and he was beginning to think that it was criminally wrong not to be able to drink on duty. Because nobody should have to go through this sober.
Exactly what part of no receipt, no return was hard to understand? And who tried to return things they didn't even sell! And he was supposed to be the bad guy in that scenario? Or the octopus thing that was upset because it couldn't wear the flip flops it bought... Was this place even more screwed up than ape world?
And don't get him started on the complaints. Somebody says the store's too hot. Because they're made out of ice cubes. Somebody says the store's too cold. Because they're made out of fire. And he has to try and make both of them happy, even though the two concepts were mutually exclusive. And whoever he doesn't make happy is going to pitch a fit.
That wasn't even getting into the fact that he was short enough to have to stand on a box. Stupid planet still wasn't built for people his size.
Not to mention he really needed a cigar right about now.
He sighed and looked at the clock. He wondered if he had health insurance. Because none of this was good for his blood pressure.
[Anything else?]: nope!
[Alias]: Dylan
[Age]: 29
[Contact]: AIM--nextgener49 email--crossman dot dylan at gmail dot com
IC INFORMATION
[Character]: Howard (actual last name unknown) the Duck
[Canon]: Marvel Comics
[Age]: ambiguous and never precisely stated, but "adult" regardless
[Canon Point]: pre-Civil War
[History]: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_the_Duck
[Personality]: Howard is... an angry little person. That's putting it mildly. He's direct, blunt, and extremely quick to point out the absurdities of life or to tell people exactly how stupid they're being. Misanthropic to a fault, it sometimes seems he's not happy unless he's complaining about something. Howard also seems to think (and he might well be right on this count) that the universe is out to get him, contributing to his general surliness.
All evidence suggests that Howard was
Howard's anger also often comes from the utterly absurd life he leads. You'd be angry too if you were attacked by space turnips or tried in court because of a crazy lady on the bus thinking you were going to steal her kidneys. The fact that, with these or with the real absurdities of life seem to go unnoticed by anyone but him only makes it worse.
Howard also has a hair trigger temper, and will fly off the handle at the slightest provocation. His usual overall powerlessness in a world of "hairless apes" probably helps contribute to that. It takes very little to set him off, and when he gets angry, he gets very angry and very loud. While some of this is just his personality in general, certainly some of it is a defense mechanism to be trapped in a world that was simply not made for him (by virtue of either simply being a world of hairless talking apes or by virtue of the fact that he's quite small). Further, very few people are willing to take Howard seriously, believing him to simply be a little person or child in a costume. Given that he sees things far more clearly (or believes he does, anyway) than most, his inability to get anyone to listen is extremely frustrating.
All in all, Howard has always had anger issues, but the various issues of his life have only served to further exasperate the situation.
Those things being said, Howard is, at his core, a very good person. Numerous times, though he complains all the way, he's stopped to help people in need. Just as important, he remains deeply loyal to his friends, ranging from his girlfriend Beverly, to the misshapen and nearly mindless Man-Thing. All of this suggests that at least some of his anger and grumbling is a put on and pretense, a way of protecting himself so that he doesn't get hurt. But Howard was pushed round a lot in his life back on Duckworld, and continues to be pushed around here on Earth. And he doesn't like to see that happen to anyone else. Further, despite his significant cynicism, Howard knows he couldn't live with himself if he didn't help where he could.
Howard is deeply cynical because of his experiences, but has also made true friends, and in a world that seems beset against him, that means something deeply.
Howard is, being one himself, a champion of the underdog. He hates to see anyone being taken advantage of, hates bullies, and hates to see people abusing their power. In fact, if there's one thing that will break him out his self-centered misanthropic shell the fastest, it's standing up for someone else.
[Abilities/Powers]: Howard is an autodidact who has taught himself a variety of skills over the years and has held a variety of jobs, ranging from dishwasher to taxi driver and more. He possesses adequate skill with small firearms. He possesses a surprising amount of skill in the Martial Art known as Quack-Fu.
While not a super-power per say, Howard seems to attract weirdness and strange characters into his life.
[Position]: Customer Service Representative (CSR)
[Why this position?]: Making an angry misanthropic little guy like Howard deal with people's complaints and problems? How is that not a good place for him?
[Journal Entry Sample]:
You gotta be kiddin' me. Some kind of cockamamie interdimensional supermarket? And I'm supposed to work here? And I'm supposed to be happy about it? The place with all the hairless apes was bad enough, but at least that had a couple people I, you know, actually liked in it.
Got dumped on another world once before. Buncha freakin' hairless apes. Even more absurd than the one I came from. And then there's all the times I keep gettin' called up to save the world with that Kale woman and the walkin' muck pile. Ain't any of them figured out yet that I ain't no hero? A little peace and quiet, that's all I'm askin' for. But do I get it? Noooo. Of course not. That'd be too easy. Universe has to go outta it's way to pick on me.
[He puffs on a cigar.]
It ain't right. Ain't right for anybody. I'm a United States citizen... Okay, technically I'm not. But I still got rights! They can't just do this to all of us!
*waugh!*
[Prose Sample]:
It was Howard's lunch break, and he was beginning to think that it was criminally wrong not to be able to drink on duty. Because nobody should have to go through this sober.
Exactly what part of no receipt, no return was hard to understand? And who tried to return things they didn't even sell! And he was supposed to be the bad guy in that scenario? Or the octopus thing that was upset because it couldn't wear the flip flops it bought... Was this place even more screwed up than ape world?
And don't get him started on the complaints. Somebody says the store's too hot. Because they're made out of ice cubes. Somebody says the store's too cold. Because they're made out of fire. And he has to try and make both of them happy, even though the two concepts were mutually exclusive. And whoever he doesn't make happy is going to pitch a fit.
That wasn't even getting into the fact that he was short enough to have to stand on a box. Stupid planet still wasn't built for people his size.
Not to mention he really needed a cigar right about now.
He sighed and looked at the clock. He wondered if he had health insurance. Because none of this was good for his blood pressure.
[Anything else?]: nope!
