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I just spent six months in a leaky boat

Lucky just to keep afloat

Ezra Pound: E.P. Ode Pour L’election De Son Sepulchre
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Christ follows Dionysus,/ Phallic and ambrosial/ Made way for macerations;/ Caliban casts out Ariel. )

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Name: Jin Uzuki
Age: 35 (Born T.C. 4732)
Hair: Black, mid-back length at longest. Either tied in a rattail or done in a simple braid.
Eyes: EMERALD!11 green.
Height: 6ft/183cm
Weight: 75kg/174lbs
Bloodtype: .........Second Militian? I have no idea. Let's go with Second Militian, because I find it amusing.

Medical info: . . . dead. Penetration trauma (haha very funny) scars on the front of his torso through to the back, the left side of his waist, and through his right leg. All from swords, obviously. Still breathing and physically fit at the moment, though.

Physical Traits: Jin is technically superhuman -- can do the leaping from buildings and not crush his own bones from the impact of landing in places with gravity -- etc. etc. He's normal by the standards by his own time, and there's nothing really actually special about his body, just that he has a great capacity for physical stamina and agility and all those great things because of the way he's been trained from an early age.

What's Okay to Mention: Everything. Jin is so aggravatingly zen with few exceptions you'll be lucky if he bats a eyelash at anything less than you attempting to destroy the universe. Again.

Notes For the Psychics: ... if you read his mind you will die of boredom and possibly learn a lot about John Milton and the classics. He doesn't think of the emo things a lot when he's around other people, so you'll probably get none of that.

Abilities: Ether specialist. His "magic" (for a lack of better general term) varies from ice to lightning to somewhere in between. Very little healing spells, that's the little sister's job. He's got the capacity to fire a few dozen shots at you and not tire for a while, and they're also probably going to hurt like a bitch. An excellent swordsman, trained in the traditional way of the blade BLAH BLAH BLAH bust a dutiful blade in your ass. Iyaaaa, my sword's so full of honour~~~!

Shapeshift/bodyswap/etc.: "It will be a learning experience! I look forward to it. Please take good care of me, I'll do the same." ... and there you have it.

Hugging/Kissing: ... go ahead, but he probably also won't react or care.

Fighting: GOOD FOR FIGHTING but ask first because Jin does not like senseless violence unless you are the Colonel!~ I would like to maintain friendly relations~

Maiming/Killing/Death: ... ... already dead, but I'd rather avoid more physical trauma for my own sanity. SPECIAL OCCASIONS NEED NOT APPLY?

Cooking: ... not very well. That's what silly little sisters are for.

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Character: Jin Uzuki
Series: Xenosaga (Trilogy)
Character Age: 35
Job: Cultural Studies Teacher
Canon: Usually seen in traditional garb, exhibiting a sort of long dead "je ne sais quois" in terms of mannerisms, Jin sticks out like a sore thumb in the mechanically-enhanced space age that is the Xenosaga universe. Once a soldier, always a gentleman, Jin makes an effort to be perpetually composed and polite in all situations. When faced with adversary, he is serious, determined, and frighteningly calculating.

However, Jin can be juvenile and seemingly quite irresponsible, prone to losing himself in fancy. He is infamous for not being able to keep a job for more than half a year -- his last occupation being an old fashioned doctor with a clinic, and his most recent one a keeper of a used bookstore. Jin considers himself a scholar, and is wont to go into exposition on various subjects. He finds charm in subtlety and joy in immersing oneself in intellectual pursuits.

[relevant XSIII SPOILERS, also contained in the app below] Jin met his end saving the universe, going down fighting. He acquired several fatal wounds. Of course, for Jin, death is merely the next great adventure.


This certainly isn't what one expects awaiting them, when having shed his mortal coil. Fortunately, I've only a mere ache from the unfortunate encounter of the previous hour... if you'll pardon the cliché, it was just a scratch. In more pressing affairs, I seem to have arrived at one of the queerer localities upon Earth, but no matter! I am already quite enamoured by the vast array of fauna I've never had the pleasure of coming across -- or knowing of! Ah, there's another Gorilla beringei graueri, sporting a coat of delightful aubergine.

This encampment certainly a new learning experience, at any rate. And to have gained such fine employment in such a short time, especially considering my condition, well! I had prepared a feasible résumé, as well as one can in such circumstances, and even included a list of my references. How quaint it was, that the Director didn't care to see it. Just as well, I wouldn't have liked to explain my premature expulsion from the circus. (The sword-swallower's costume was disgracefully modern. They could have warned me beforehand.)

Oh, I apologise. It's impertinent of me not to have started off with an introduction. Jin Uzuki, and ah, I'm a bit of a jack-of-all-trades, so I suppose it's fitting that I'm to be your Cultural Studies advisor. "Advisor" has a more pleasant ring to it than "teacher," doesn't it? Haha, I hope that you'll receive me well. It's a pleasure to meet you all, and I'm very eager to begin my duties.

So eager, that I'm willing to give a brief (as you know, "brevity is the soul of wit") introduction of my plans to any curious ear. Firstly, I will be discussing various selections of poetry, novels, and dramas -- including some you might classify as, ah, 'variety fiction'. This is to ensure that we all come to an extensive understanding of all sorts of literature. Surely, the communication of emotions is the first step towards mutual human understanding!

But ah, I'm getting ahead of myself. For the current moment, if one of you would be so kind as to do me a favour... I've travelled a long way, and as a result, I'm rather famished. In fact, I've developed quite an embarrassing craving. It wouldn't be too much to ask, where one could order a helping of extra spicy cerebral cortex?

... in lieu of a dish of braised encephalon, I would be happy with a cup of tea -- green is preferred.

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