are you gonna bark all day, little doggie?

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For anyone from ryansgulch, I haven't been in a formal game in a LONG time, so if you need to tell me anything don't be afraid to let me know! Contrary to the username, I don't bite.

☞ Player Information;
Name: Amy
Player Journal: triggernometry. My muse box is rackofbadcds (which I'm posting my app to), if that's applicable!
Age: 21
Contact: My AIM is orhighheels and my plurk is cooltapes
Other characters currently played at Ryan's Gulch: N/A

☞ Character Information;
Character Name: Vic Vega. Uses "Mr. Blonde" as an alias in his canon, may use it here.
Canon: Reservoir Dogs
OU or AU?: OU
Canon point: Taking him from the middle of him torturing a cop named Marvin Nash, after he cuts off Marvin Nash's ear and steps outside to get a can of gasoline out of his car.

Setting: Reservoir Dogs takes place in 1992 in real world Los Angeles. The overall setting of the movie is "normal" so there's not much to describe, but 90% of what happens is in an abandoned, empty warehouse that used to be a mortuary.

History: Link to the basic plot of Reservoir Dogs (which doesn't include the cutaway scenes that show characters before the main plot's events), link to a better detailed history on Vic

Personality: “Psychopath” is a common and actually pretty accurate description of Vic Vega. He’s cheerfully, casually homicidal and seems to kill without remorse. At one point in Reservoir Dogs, Vic tortures a police officer to Steeler's Wheel's "Stuck in the Middle With You" by slashing his face, cutting off his ear, and later attempting to burn him alive for fun, because "it's amusing to me to torture a cop". He's implied to be experienced in interrogating people, because before he tortures Marvin Nash (the police officer) he says "You can say whatever you want, because I've heard it all before". Vic’s a man who does whatever the hell he wants to without regret, and because of that he can often make a mess out of things. If he hadn’t been the cause of the bullet festival in the jewelry store during the robbery in the story, it’s likely that nearly all of the conflicts between the robbers (with the big exception that one of them was still an undercover cop) would not have happened. But with Vic’s unpredictable nature it’s hard to say.

Though sadistic, Vic is casual. He's downright friendly, and smooth too. He approaches most of life with a lax attitude. He’s not the type to worry much, and often smiles and laughs. 99% of the time he’s calm, never angry. He’ll get annoyed at times, sure, but in the movie he’s never outright mad. Arguably this makes him more dangerous, because he approaches crime with the same nonchalant demeanor. It often makes him hard to read, though he’s not afraid to speak his mind and is usually unapologetically honest. Blonde also prides himself on being his own boss. But he's not above asking for help.

Even though he’s usually called a psycho by his heist partners during the jewelry robbery, he never considers himself one. To Vic, everything he does is sound and logical in his realm of thinking. When one of his partners, Mr. White, calls him out on shooting up the store, he defends himself by saying “Fuck 'em. They set off the alarm, they deserve what they got” and “If they hadn’t of done what I told them not to do, they’d still be alive”.

One of Vic’s redeeming qualities if that he is fiercely loyal to the people he actually gives a shit about. Usually he doesn’t give a shit about anything, but when he does he’s a good friend. He cares a lot for Joe and Eddie Cabot, the two men that he works for. For example, four years before the movie’s robbery he was caught in a company warehouse with stolen items. If he had given Joe's name to the police he could have walked, but instead kept his mouth shut and didn't make a deal “no matter what they dangled in front of him". Because of that, he did four years in prison for Joe. Arguably prison changed Vic into a more violent man, his loyalty and honor towards the things he cares about is an important dynamic of his character.

Also tips his waitresses like a gentlemen. Even speaks up for waitresses when Mr. Pink explains why he doesn't tip. Not to the same extent that Mr. White does, but even Blonde looks suprised when Pink says "fuck all that" to their argument.

Abilities: N/A, Blonde is a regular human being, no special powers.

How did your character arrive in Rapture? Blonde would show up through the Teleportation plasmid and end up in Rapture's Welcome Center, if that's okay!

Network sample: [Vic had been privately taking in his situation for a couple of days already. The screen flickers to a tall man in a black suit, minus the jacket. He watches the screen for a moment, studying it, and scratches his cheek. If anyone pays attention to the second his hand is on screen, there’s a faded patch of dried blood-colored brown on his white cuff. ]

This thing working? [He stares at it a little longer, vague uncertainty crosses his face.] To be honest, I have no fuckin’ idea what I’m supposed to say here. But I figure I should get to know whoever else is stuck here too. So. Hey.

[Then he’s quiet again. He’s searching for something to say.]

So this is the fifties, huh? These guys are really missing out on the seventies and nineties. [He laughs lightly at that like it's an inside joke. But it’s off. His usual nonchalance is hard to muster at this situation.] So there’s really no getting out of here, is there? Did you guys time travel into an underwater magic city too, or am I going nuts?

Log sample: Vic Vega stood in the tunnels watching ocean life pass by. Only reinforced glass stood between him and the entire Atlantic Ocean. It was damn close to incomprehensible to think about. Vic thought a place like this would have sprung a leak and drowned everyone already. It probably leaked a few times already. He wasn’t that familiar with the place yet. But even when there wasn’t a window to look at, it was hard to forget you were miles underwater in a city stuck in the 50s.

To be fair to said underwater city, it WAS the 1950s. But it was 1992 for Vic, before he got zapped to Rapture. He practically felt like a space man out of a bad comic book. Maybe he was. He looked down at the zippo lighter he was flicking to give himself a smoke. Finally a flame leapt to life. Not long after, his cigarette was hanging from the corner of his mouth. It didn’t feel like the best idea down here, but what the fuck.

Vic was normally a calm man, not intimidated by anything. Even a gun to his face. He was adaptable, welcome to sudden changes. But this entire situation would make anyone freak. He’d still be unusually composed to anyone who didn’t know him well enough—he was far from outright panic. But trying to wrap his mind around this was goddamn hard. This was the stuff of movies.

But on the other hand, it was the stuff of his favorite movies. He was living this shit now. He thought about Joe, Eddie, and his brother Vincent. They’d love the hell out of this place. And to be honest, once Vic could wrap his head around it? He probably would too.

A slow smirk spread to his lips at the realization.

It wouldn’t be a bad idea to keep calling himself “Mr. Blonde” for a little while longer.