Post by Ebenezer Dingo on Dec 30, 2010 0:17:59 GMT -8
Original Character Application
Name: Ebenezer Dingo
Age: Mid-to-late 30’s
Gender: Male
Place of Residence: Ebenezer lives in apartment 3-G, of the Greenvale Apartments.
Type of Car: Ebenezer drives a dirty, beat-up, white 1984 Land Rover. One can tell just looking at the vehicle that it has been places. Every scrape and dent tells a story: of shots fired at the car as it peeled away into the desert stands; of time spent in a ditch as its driver tried to find a way to start a fire to keep warm for just one more sub-freezing night.
Of course, Ebenezer bought the thing for 100 dollars a few weeks ago, so that’s all just conjecture on his part to explain why the thing looks the way it does.
Occupation/Skills: Ebenezer runs a small shop called ‘Ebenezer’s Stuffed Animals – Artistic and Traditional’. Many a small child comes in to no doubt gaze in untainted wonder at the rustic displays of soft and fluffy teddy bears, sometimes wearing top hats. What those same children actually see – and dream about for years after -- are recently shot, frighteningly lifelike, skillfully restored, posed and stuffed brown bears. Sometimes wearing top hats.
Yes, Ebenezer is an expert taxidermist. Though he does not hunt himself, he enjoys playing with the corpses of animals. Animal conservation folks don’t really know if this makes him better or much, much worse than an average trophy-hunter. They know it makes him creepier.
Ebenezer is also a crypto-zoologist. He has spent most of his share of the family fortune in pursuit of strange creatures in foreign lands. He is also a superb marksman, a gift he calls ‘a family trait’.
Basically, he’s a guy who stuffs dead things to make them look alive again, hunts possibly imaginary creatures, and is good with a gun. Harmless.
Appearance: Ebenezer is a tall, lean, fit man somewhere in his mid to late thirties. He has long, reddish-brown hair that goes just past his neck, usually tied in a ponytail. He wears his sideburns long, and always seems to have reddish-brown stubble on his face, no matter how often or how thoroughly he shaves. His eyes are a painfully normal brown, and his features have a kind of urbane ruggedness that scream either ‘movie archaeologist’ or ‘civilized businessman cannibal’.
Ebenezer generally dresses practically. Practically for someone living during the 1930s, anyway. It seems as though he traveled back in time, punched out a gentleman in 1936, and took his entire wardrobe. Including his hats.
Ebenezer speaks with a vague, British accent, mostly diluted by time and travel. He also sometimes drops a British idiom here and there.
Personality: Ebenezer acts politely, especially to children and the elderly. He only ceases to be polite when people start acting rudely in a manner that bother him.
He sees mystery and strangeness everywhere, though it seems to be a personal way of life and philosophy, rather than an actual psychological issue. He seems to be an especially eccentric embodiment of the famous line “There is more in heaven and earth, Horatio, than is dreamt of in your philosophy,”.
Otherwise, Ebenezer is well-read, well-traveled, and fairly outgoing.
History: Ebenezer is remarkably tight-lipped about his personal history. Beyond his adventurous exploits, anyway.
RP Sample:
From the audio diaries of Ebenezer Dingo:
Ebenezer: Right, starting record ND-13. It is a brisk, cloudy morning in late fall. I don’t rightly know what the exact date is, as I believe that the Gregorian calendar is a load of bunk created by the early Council of Illumination to control the population—ah, no need to repeat all that, refer to record BT-97.
Anyway. Onto today’s research. Take a left here, if you please, Helen.
(Another voice, a younger female British accent, pipes in here.) Helen: Of course, Mr. Dingo.
Ebenezer: Today’s investigation involves determining the veracity of claims that the being known as ‘Jack the Ripper’, a serial killer who once operated the Whitechapel area of London, was in fact an immortal shape-shifter who now takes the form the assistant sanitation director of the Royal Gardens.
Helen: …. Uh, Mr. Dingo? What is the source of these claims?
Ebenezer: Pure intuition, Helen. Please keep your eye on the road.
(A few moments of awkward silence on the recorder at this point.)
Helen: So… Did you go and visit your parents while you’re in town?
Ebenezer: …
Helen: Mr. Dingo?
Ebenezer: … eyes on the road, please, Helen.
(End of recording.)
Name: Ebenezer Dingo
Age: Mid-to-late 30’s
Gender: Male
Place of Residence: Ebenezer lives in apartment 3-G, of the Greenvale Apartments.
Type of Car: Ebenezer drives a dirty, beat-up, white 1984 Land Rover. One can tell just looking at the vehicle that it has been places. Every scrape and dent tells a story: of shots fired at the car as it peeled away into the desert stands; of time spent in a ditch as its driver tried to find a way to start a fire to keep warm for just one more sub-freezing night.
Of course, Ebenezer bought the thing for 100 dollars a few weeks ago, so that’s all just conjecture on his part to explain why the thing looks the way it does.
Occupation/Skills: Ebenezer runs a small shop called ‘Ebenezer’s Stuffed Animals – Artistic and Traditional’. Many a small child comes in to no doubt gaze in untainted wonder at the rustic displays of soft and fluffy teddy bears, sometimes wearing top hats. What those same children actually see – and dream about for years after -- are recently shot, frighteningly lifelike, skillfully restored, posed and stuffed brown bears. Sometimes wearing top hats.
Yes, Ebenezer is an expert taxidermist. Though he does not hunt himself, he enjoys playing with the corpses of animals. Animal conservation folks don’t really know if this makes him better or much, much worse than an average trophy-hunter. They know it makes him creepier.
Ebenezer is also a crypto-zoologist. He has spent most of his share of the family fortune in pursuit of strange creatures in foreign lands. He is also a superb marksman, a gift he calls ‘a family trait’.
Basically, he’s a guy who stuffs dead things to make them look alive again, hunts possibly imaginary creatures, and is good with a gun. Harmless.
Appearance: Ebenezer is a tall, lean, fit man somewhere in his mid to late thirties. He has long, reddish-brown hair that goes just past his neck, usually tied in a ponytail. He wears his sideburns long, and always seems to have reddish-brown stubble on his face, no matter how often or how thoroughly he shaves. His eyes are a painfully normal brown, and his features have a kind of urbane ruggedness that scream either ‘movie archaeologist’ or ‘civilized businessman cannibal’.
Ebenezer generally dresses practically. Practically for someone living during the 1930s, anyway. It seems as though he traveled back in time, punched out a gentleman in 1936, and took his entire wardrobe. Including his hats.
Ebenezer speaks with a vague, British accent, mostly diluted by time and travel. He also sometimes drops a British idiom here and there.
Personality: Ebenezer acts politely, especially to children and the elderly. He only ceases to be polite when people start acting rudely in a manner that bother him.
He sees mystery and strangeness everywhere, though it seems to be a personal way of life and philosophy, rather than an actual psychological issue. He seems to be an especially eccentric embodiment of the famous line “There is more in heaven and earth, Horatio, than is dreamt of in your philosophy,”.
Otherwise, Ebenezer is well-read, well-traveled, and fairly outgoing.
History: Ebenezer is remarkably tight-lipped about his personal history. Beyond his adventurous exploits, anyway.
RP Sample:
From the audio diaries of Ebenezer Dingo:
Ebenezer: Right, starting record ND-13. It is a brisk, cloudy morning in late fall. I don’t rightly know what the exact date is, as I believe that the Gregorian calendar is a load of bunk created by the early Council of Illumination to control the population—ah, no need to repeat all that, refer to record BT-97.
Anyway. Onto today’s research. Take a left here, if you please, Helen.
(Another voice, a younger female British accent, pipes in here.) Helen: Of course, Mr. Dingo.
Ebenezer: Today’s investigation involves determining the veracity of claims that the being known as ‘Jack the Ripper’, a serial killer who once operated the Whitechapel area of London, was in fact an immortal shape-shifter who now takes the form the assistant sanitation director of the Royal Gardens.
Helen: …. Uh, Mr. Dingo? What is the source of these claims?
Ebenezer: Pure intuition, Helen. Please keep your eye on the road.
(A few moments of awkward silence on the recorder at this point.)
Helen: So… Did you go and visit your parents while you’re in town?
Ebenezer: …
Helen: Mr. Dingo?
Ebenezer: … eyes on the road, please, Helen.
(End of recording.)
