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agnis_fistFor my reference.
OOC Information:
Name: Sarah
Age: 20
AIM: scarvenrot
MSN: N/A
Y!M: N/A
E-MAIL: highestceres@hotmail.com
IC Information:
Name: Matthew Patel
Fandom: Scott Pilgrim
Timeline: Post-canon
Age: Approximately 24 years old
Appearance: Matthew is on the short side for a man, maybe around 5'9" or 5'10", with light brown skin and jet black hair (he is Indian). His hair hangs in front of his right eye and is short in the back. He wears heavy black eyeliner. His main outfit consists of a red-and-black striped collared shirt, a tan military-style jacket, and gray pants rolled halfway up his calves to show his black combat boots. He likes wearing clothes that he considers “trendy”, though he doesn't seem to follow runway trends so much as pop-culture trends (his outfit in canon [the one described previously] resembles a that of a pirate, which gets him snide remarks, which he responds to with a very testy “pirates are IN this year!”).
Abilities: Matthew has “mystical powers”, which include the ability to conjure fire in his hands and launch fireballs, the ability to summon “demon hipster chicks”, and the ability to levitate. He is mediocre at hand-to-hand combat, maybe a 3 out of 10 (4 or a 5 with powers included). Other than that, he's not particularly good at much...but he likes to pretend that he is.
Personality: Matthew is a self-proclaimed “evil” person, but he's more misunderstood than anything else. As he's shown in the comic, he is spontaneous, wild-eyed, and a little manic at times. He's also very stubborn and quick to get upset about things that aren't really a big deal, or things that are, for the most part, his own fault. For example, prior to engaging in his fight with Scott (and without knowing that Scott is an airhead who doesn't want to waste time doing trivial things like READING), he sends Scott an e-mail explaining about the newly-formed League of Evil Exes and their quest to eliminate Scott and control Ramona's future love life, and then Matthew delivers a letter to Scott on foot (in a blizzard!) when Scott fails to reply to the e-mail...a letter which Scott only skims and then ignores. When Matthew is informed of Scott's ignorance about the League and the reason for their fight, he becomes extremely agitated.
Matthew tries very hard to live up to the idea of being an "evil" ex, but in reality, he's an okay guy deep down who's just trying really hard to be cool. He's often labeled as the lamest member of the League of Evil Exes, and he'll do whatever he can to rise above that label (though he usually fails to do so). He's very quick to respect and admire anyone who is kind to him even for a moment, and equally quick to hold grudges against the people who are rude or cruel to him. He doesn't do very well around women, especially ones that he finds attractive, and he has little to no sexual prowess to speak of.
He's very artistic and enjoys singing, dancing, writing, and on occasion, drawing. He believes in chivalry and "respects the women who deserve it".
History: Many many years ago, when they were both in the seventh grade, Matthew Patel dated Ramona Flowers for a week and a half...because she was looking for an excuse to get the jock boys off her back, so she picked the only non-white, non-jock boy “in the whole state” for all she knew, and she decided that he was her boyfriend. Together, Matthew and Ramona pummeled the jock boys, kissed once, and then Ramona dumped him, dooming Matthew to a life full of never-ending distrust and bad choices in the realm of women.
Twelve years later, Matthew answered an ad on Craigslist searching for the evil exes of the notorious Ramona Flowers, and he joined the League of Evil Exes, run by Gideon Graves. Matthew, as Ramona's very first boyfriend, was Scott Pilgrim's first opponent. He fought poorly, broke into song and dance, and lost terribly in spite of his mystical powers. He is very bitter about it and doesn't understand how he managed to lose.
Roleplay Sample - Log: Matthew took a deep breath, flexing his fingers to get the blood pumping through them again. Normally he wasn't bothered by the cold simply because he didn't allow himself to be, but tonight he was saving every last bit of his energy to call in some serious favors with the Powers That Be to help him win this fight.
He was across the street from The Rockit: a dumpy little nightclub that was surprisingly packed tonight for some stupid battle of the bands thing. Good, Matthew thought to himself, glancing around through the falling snow at the people filtering into the club. I'll have an audience. All the more reason to get motivated to kick ass.
He could hear the music drifting out from inside. Ridiculously short songs with no real purpose. It was kind of...interesting. His eyes ran over the poster taped to the door as he headed toward the club, scanning the lineup. They were the first band up: Crash and the Boys. They could have used a better name. Matthew could have thought of a better name.
Pilgrim's band was up next. Matthew smirked when he heard Crash and the Boys say good-night to The Rockit, knowing that soon it would be time to make his grand entrance. And oh, grand it would be. Concentrating, he focused until he was levitating off of the ground, drifting higher and higher until he was diagonal from the roof. He backed up a bit, even further up into the thickly-falling snow. This would be spectacular, he thought. People were going to remember this night.
Even from so far away, he could hear the drummer scream: “WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB!!! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!!” and as she counted up, Matthew counted down, finally hitting zero and propelling himself downward like a missile into the roof of The Rockit.
Everyone's eyes shot toward the explosion of wood, nails, and roof tiles. Matthew's face split with a wild grin as he flew into the club.
“MISTER PILGRIM!!! IT IS I, MATTHEW PATEL!!! CONSIDER OUR FIGHT...BEGUN!!!”
Indeed it was a thing of beauty.
Roleplay Sample - Journal: [The video feed flickers for a moment, and then a wide, dark eye comes into focus, staring into it fearfully. The young man holding the communicator pulls it away from his left eye and adjusts it to show his face: years of taking photographs of himself have taught him how to angle it right. His black hair hangs in front of his other eye, and his mouth is quivering, his nostrils flaring as he stares at the communicator.]
H-hello? Someone answer me, damnit! Th-there's been some kind of terrible mistake, I don't know where I...
[He grits his teeth and swears under his breath, jerking around suddenly as if he's heard something in the room behind him. He's very obviously paranoid and terrified. He turns back to the communicator, his one visible eye still wide and full of urgency.]
...How did I get here? Is...is this Hell??
Questions? Comments? Crazed and creative statements? Those go here. Matthew is coming from post-canon. We are assuming that even though he lost the fight with Scott and “died”, he knows what happened with the rest of the Evil Exes.
OOC Information:
Name: Sarah
Age: 20
AIM: scarvenrot
MSN: N/A
Y!M: N/A
E-MAIL: highestceres@hotmail.com
IC Information:
Name: Matthew Patel
Fandom: Scott Pilgrim
Timeline: Post-canon
Age: Approximately 24 years old
Appearance: Matthew is on the short side for a man, maybe around 5'9" or 5'10", with light brown skin and jet black hair (he is Indian). His hair hangs in front of his right eye and is short in the back. He wears heavy black eyeliner. His main outfit consists of a red-and-black striped collared shirt, a tan military-style jacket, and gray pants rolled halfway up his calves to show his black combat boots. He likes wearing clothes that he considers “trendy”, though he doesn't seem to follow runway trends so much as pop-culture trends (his outfit in canon [the one described previously] resembles a that of a pirate, which gets him snide remarks, which he responds to with a very testy “pirates are IN this year!”).
Abilities: Matthew has “mystical powers”, which include the ability to conjure fire in his hands and launch fireballs, the ability to summon “demon hipster chicks”, and the ability to levitate. He is mediocre at hand-to-hand combat, maybe a 3 out of 10 (4 or a 5 with powers included). Other than that, he's not particularly good at much...but he likes to pretend that he is.
Personality: Matthew is a self-proclaimed “evil” person, but he's more misunderstood than anything else. As he's shown in the comic, he is spontaneous, wild-eyed, and a little manic at times. He's also very stubborn and quick to get upset about things that aren't really a big deal, or things that are, for the most part, his own fault. For example, prior to engaging in his fight with Scott (and without knowing that Scott is an airhead who doesn't want to waste time doing trivial things like READING), he sends Scott an e-mail explaining about the newly-formed League of Evil Exes and their quest to eliminate Scott and control Ramona's future love life, and then Matthew delivers a letter to Scott on foot (in a blizzard!) when Scott fails to reply to the e-mail...a letter which Scott only skims and then ignores. When Matthew is informed of Scott's ignorance about the League and the reason for their fight, he becomes extremely agitated.
Matthew tries very hard to live up to the idea of being an "evil" ex, but in reality, he's an okay guy deep down who's just trying really hard to be cool. He's often labeled as the lamest member of the League of Evil Exes, and he'll do whatever he can to rise above that label (though he usually fails to do so). He's very quick to respect and admire anyone who is kind to him even for a moment, and equally quick to hold grudges against the people who are rude or cruel to him. He doesn't do very well around women, especially ones that he finds attractive, and he has little to no sexual prowess to speak of.
He's very artistic and enjoys singing, dancing, writing, and on occasion, drawing. He believes in chivalry and "respects the women who deserve it".
History: Many many years ago, when they were both in the seventh grade, Matthew Patel dated Ramona Flowers for a week and a half...because she was looking for an excuse to get the jock boys off her back, so she picked the only non-white, non-jock boy “in the whole state” for all she knew, and she decided that he was her boyfriend. Together, Matthew and Ramona pummeled the jock boys, kissed once, and then Ramona dumped him, dooming Matthew to a life full of never-ending distrust and bad choices in the realm of women.
Twelve years later, Matthew answered an ad on Craigslist searching for the evil exes of the notorious Ramona Flowers, and he joined the League of Evil Exes, run by Gideon Graves. Matthew, as Ramona's very first boyfriend, was Scott Pilgrim's first opponent. He fought poorly, broke into song and dance, and lost terribly in spite of his mystical powers. He is very bitter about it and doesn't understand how he managed to lose.
Roleplay Sample - Log: Matthew took a deep breath, flexing his fingers to get the blood pumping through them again. Normally he wasn't bothered by the cold simply because he didn't allow himself to be, but tonight he was saving every last bit of his energy to call in some serious favors with the Powers That Be to help him win this fight.
He was across the street from The Rockit: a dumpy little nightclub that was surprisingly packed tonight for some stupid battle of the bands thing. Good, Matthew thought to himself, glancing around through the falling snow at the people filtering into the club. I'll have an audience. All the more reason to get motivated to kick ass.
He could hear the music drifting out from inside. Ridiculously short songs with no real purpose. It was kind of...interesting. His eyes ran over the poster taped to the door as he headed toward the club, scanning the lineup. They were the first band up: Crash and the Boys. They could have used a better name. Matthew could have thought of a better name.
Pilgrim's band was up next. Matthew smirked when he heard Crash and the Boys say good-night to The Rockit, knowing that soon it would be time to make his grand entrance. And oh, grand it would be. Concentrating, he focused until he was levitating off of the ground, drifting higher and higher until he was diagonal from the roof. He backed up a bit, even further up into the thickly-falling snow. This would be spectacular, he thought. People were going to remember this night.
Even from so far away, he could hear the drummer scream: “WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB!!! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!!” and as she counted up, Matthew counted down, finally hitting zero and propelling himself downward like a missile into the roof of The Rockit.
Everyone's eyes shot toward the explosion of wood, nails, and roof tiles. Matthew's face split with a wild grin as he flew into the club.
“MISTER PILGRIM!!! IT IS I, MATTHEW PATEL!!! CONSIDER OUR FIGHT...BEGUN!!!”
Indeed it was a thing of beauty.
Roleplay Sample - Journal: [The video feed flickers for a moment, and then a wide, dark eye comes into focus, staring into it fearfully. The young man holding the communicator pulls it away from his left eye and adjusts it to show his face: years of taking photographs of himself have taught him how to angle it right. His black hair hangs in front of his other eye, and his mouth is quivering, his nostrils flaring as he stares at the communicator.]
H-hello? Someone answer me, damnit! Th-there's been some kind of terrible mistake, I don't know where I...
[He grits his teeth and swears under his breath, jerking around suddenly as if he's heard something in the room behind him. He's very obviously paranoid and terrified. He turns back to the communicator, his one visible eye still wide and full of urgency.]
...How did I get here? Is...is this Hell??
Questions? Comments? Crazed and creative statements? Those go here. Matthew is coming from post-canon. We are assuming that even though he lost the fight with Scott and “died”, he knows what happened with the rest of the Evil Exes.
