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OKAY YOU ARE A SWEETHEART, FIRST OF ALL. SECONDLY - YOU ARE SPOT ON AS CAP!
Player’s Name— Blair Miller
Player’s Age— 18
Character Desired— Steve Rogers | Captain America
Para Sample (preferably in 3rd person and in the mind-set of the character you desire)—
Steve Rogers was an old fashioned man, and not inexcusably so considering the period from which he hailed; he was courteous, trustworthy, always said please and thank you, and never, not once, had he arrived unannounced to a location he was not planning on storming with a squad of well-armed troops. Perhaps that’s what was so perplexing, if not a source of his mild frustration. How many times had Steve phoned the billionaire of his impending arrival? How many clumsy reminders had he punched out via mobile device? Did he not give the man ample opportunity to acknowledge his visit on Wednesday, May 9th, 2012? Obviously not given the way Mr. Jarvis, the kindly man who spoke from the ceiling (it remained the only way he could hope to comprehend the disembodied voice), responded to his knock at the door of the Malibu home.
“Thank you, sir”, the Captain replied as the door unlatched itself after a few rounds of, “Mr. Stark insists that you return at a later time”, and, “He expresses that he is preoccupied with several pressing matters”, and it swung open to bid him entrance. Next came the fun part. Stark wasn’t the only one with pressing matters to attend to, and unlike the billionaire, Rogers fully intended to carry out his special orders— rather than hide away in a vacation home for a week and a half—no matter how irksome said special orders may very well be. It was like baby-sitting with this man, truly.
The super soldier turned to watch just as the door came to a sound close— on its own accord, of course— before setting his blue-eyed stare down the hall. “Would you mind pointing me in the right direction, Mr. Jarvis?”
Alrighty. Time to rein in the (incredibly capricious) troops.