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Name: Jan
Age: 22
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CHARACTER
Name: Jean Kirstein
Canon: Attack on Titan (Shingeki no Kyojin)
Age: 15
Timeline: Post-Trost, but before the appearance of the Female-Type Titan. (So around chapter 20 or so.)
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: n/a
Personality: Jean is in many ways a typical guy; the standard everyman to Eren's crazy-dedicated shounen protagonist. He undergoes some pretty major character development, but he starts off as your typical annoying brat. He always, always tries too hard; to look cool, to seem smart, to make sure ~*~everyone~*~ knows how intelligent he is because he's not wasting his time like the other kids cause he's so ~*~mature~*~. He's just completely unafraid to speak his mind, even when he knows he'll get reprimanded for it, and even though he knows it won't make him many friends. Screw that, people who can't handle his honesty are obviously stupid, anyway.
You gotta give the guy some credit though, he's dedicated when it comes to this whole honesty thing. Even complimenting girls or picking fights with Eren Yaeger, he'll shamelessly admit he's super jealous before trying to start a fight that can only end with him getting flipped face-first into the ground. Petty, rash, and with no mouth-to-brain filter, 12-year-old Jean was a that kid no one could stand but he's not actually mean, so you end up laughing at his expense when he messes up from trying too hard.
Jean may not be stupid, but he can be kind of an idiot. That idiocy comes from him being endlessly stubborn-- He works hard at whatever he sets his mind to, even things he wouldn't consider important. (Like picking up hand-to-hand combat, not because he believes the skill is useful, but so that he can beat up Eren the next time they fight.) After all, all that talk has to go somewhere, right? He wouldn't boast about his skills if he didn't have them.
Still, he is actually intelligent. He just applies that intelligence for himself, and no one else because he thinks helping others is what dorks and weak people do. (Or so he says, more often than not, he does the right the thing, he just hates being called out on it because that's so uncool.) But he is smart and he knows it, he's just the kind of guy who thinks "fuck it, I worked hard for this, why shouldn't I show off?"
A lot of that changes after the attack on Trost, though. Thrust into the chaos and horror of the Titan onslaught, Jean is forced to mature very quickly. To save the other kids, he assumes a position of leadership after realizing that if he doesn't, no one else will. In that sense, he believes he has a duty to his comrades, and doesn't take leadership lightly. When his actions lead to the deaths of others, he feels the weight of their deaths and the guilt of his decisions. He's not naive enough to think he can save everyone, but seeing death hurts all the same. He's not the bratty kid who shrugs off other people's problems anymore.
Strong as he may be, Jean is aware that he ultimately human, and while he can train and become strong and act cocky like the best of 'em, he'll always have that bottom point to start from. He knows what it's like to be afraid, and he's the kind of guy that knows that failure is always a very real possibility that spells death more often than not. This is what makes him a good leader; he understands the burden of being in charge, even if he doesn't like it, and he understands that everyone else is just as afraid to die as he is.
Of course, when it comes to all those selfless thoughts and all those doubts and worries; he keeps that stuff internal. Part of what makes him somewhat compelling is the fact that he looks like he knows what he's doing, when in reality he's second-guessing himself all the way. He'll complain about orders he knows are dangerous, but he'll follow them anyway if he believes their intentions are right. With the memory of Marco's corpse haunting him, the only thing he fears more than dying is dying uselessly.
To sum it up, the biggest difference between early Jean and post-Trost Jean is that post-Trost Jean thinks "hey, I might not look cool, but at least I'm doing the right thing, right?" whereas young Jean would find that attitude juvenile and disgusting. Ah, character growth.
Background: link (note: they're not using the official spelling.) I wrote out a huge thing and had to stop myself but here.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Jean is stubborn to a fault, very honest and has a good eye for planning. He's a good leader, though he's reluctant about it. Unfortunately, he's also petty, quick to anger and can be kind of a loudmouth. That aside, his stubbornness makes him a good learner. Piss him off enough, and you can bet he'll try and get back at you, even if it's over the dumbest thing.Like how dare you tell Mikasa to cut her beautiful hair, Eren, you bastard Otherwise, he's prone to quit things once he decides they're not worth his time.
Abilities: Jean is, to put it simply, very good at whirring around on cables and wires to get around in midair. (That's 3D Maneuvering Gear in a nutshell.) They say the hardest part of mastering the gear isn't so much gaining the strength to move around in it, but obtaining the mental aptitude needed to accept that you're moving in a third dimension; being aware of your placement not just in relation to what's next to you, but also aware of the space above and below you. Jean's good a natural at that.
He also has excellent hand-eye coordination, enough to make precise incisions and even hit moving targets while suspended in the air by two gas-powered cables. He went through some pretty rigorous military training for three years, so his endurance and stamina aren't gonna slow him down any time soon.
First Person:
So I... followed this recipe and, uh, made what I guess you guys call a "cake." [ Camera, meet the so-called 'cake.' Except it looks... kinda bread-ish? And was clearly made by someone who has no idea what cake is supposed to be. ]
The point is, if anyone wants it, go ahead. It tastes like shit anyway, I don't understand why you'd want to eat it.
[ Pause. Don't you dare insult his baking skills, okay. Unless you want him to seriously start baking, that is. ]
Fuck cakes.
Third Person:
Why baking? Fuck if he knew. They didn't have the resources to waste like this back home-- sugar and flour that you can just use? What the hell was that about?
Well, being here, Jean supposed this was as close as he'd get to the cushy life he'd once dreamed of. No Titans to worry about, no spies or obvious threats of death. Instead he ended up with his hands covered in flour-- hands used to holding swords, but he couldn't make a damned cake mix without catching half of it in his hair and on his face. If Marco were here, he would laugh. Anyone else would too, but they'd also get a piece of Jean's mind.
Glaring at dry ingredients like maybe this so-called cookbook lied to him, Jean emptied the rest of the flour into a large bowl. He was pretty sure batter was supposed to be rolled up into a ball, but... If only the book came with like, an in-depth guide or something. Hand-mixing this thing was gonna be a pain.
Jean double-checked the page. It was a language he knew he can't understand and that still freaked the crap out of him, but the words quickly changed into letters he recognized, so according to the cook book, he was doing alright.
He grumbled, pulling out a few eggs from the fridge and cracking them deftly on the edge of the bowl. Compared to 3D gear? He could crack a few damn eggs. Whatever came next, well... not so much. He wasn't a baker, how the hell was he supposed to know the difference between stirring and whisking? And what the hell was a whisk supposed to look like, anyway?
Jean sighed, pouring another egg into the flour-filled bowl. He promised Mikasa a cake, so was gonna make a damned cake. Asking for help would be pathetic. And he was most certainly, definitely, not pathetic.
"Augh, dammit!"
Then he went and dropped one of the eggs. This was gonna take a while...
Name: Jan
Age: 22
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CHARACTER
Name: Jean Kirstein
Canon: Attack on Titan (Shingeki no Kyojin)
Age: 15
Timeline: Post-Trost, but before the appearance of the Female-Type Titan. (So around chapter 20 or so.)
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: n/a
Personality: Jean is in many ways a typical guy; the standard everyman to Eren's crazy-dedicated shounen protagonist. He undergoes some pretty major character development, but he starts off as your typical annoying brat. He always, always tries too hard; to look cool, to seem smart, to make sure ~*~everyone~*~ knows how intelligent he is because he's not wasting his time like the other kids cause he's so ~*~mature~*~. He's just completely unafraid to speak his mind, even when he knows he'll get reprimanded for it, and even though he knows it won't make him many friends. Screw that, people who can't handle his honesty are obviously stupid, anyway.
You gotta give the guy some credit though, he's dedicated when it comes to this whole honesty thing. Even complimenting girls or picking fights with Eren Yaeger, he'll shamelessly admit he's super jealous before trying to start a fight that can only end with him getting flipped face-first into the ground. Petty, rash, and with no mouth-to-brain filter, 12-year-old Jean was a that kid no one could stand but he's not actually mean, so you end up laughing at his expense when he messes up from trying too hard.
Jean may not be stupid, but he can be kind of an idiot. That idiocy comes from him being endlessly stubborn-- He works hard at whatever he sets his mind to, even things he wouldn't consider important. (Like picking up hand-to-hand combat, not because he believes the skill is useful, but so that he can beat up Eren the next time they fight.) After all, all that talk has to go somewhere, right? He wouldn't boast about his skills if he didn't have them.
Still, he is actually intelligent. He just applies that intelligence for himself, and no one else because he thinks helping others is what dorks and weak people do. (Or so he says, more often than not, he does the right the thing, he just hates being called out on it because that's so uncool.) But he is smart and he knows it, he's just the kind of guy who thinks "fuck it, I worked hard for this, why shouldn't I show off?"
A lot of that changes after the attack on Trost, though. Thrust into the chaos and horror of the Titan onslaught, Jean is forced to mature very quickly. To save the other kids, he assumes a position of leadership after realizing that if he doesn't, no one else will. In that sense, he believes he has a duty to his comrades, and doesn't take leadership lightly. When his actions lead to the deaths of others, he feels the weight of their deaths and the guilt of his decisions. He's not naive enough to think he can save everyone, but seeing death hurts all the same. He's not the bratty kid who shrugs off other people's problems anymore.
Strong as he may be, Jean is aware that he ultimately human, and while he can train and become strong and act cocky like the best of 'em, he'll always have that bottom point to start from. He knows what it's like to be afraid, and he's the kind of guy that knows that failure is always a very real possibility that spells death more often than not. This is what makes him a good leader; he understands the burden of being in charge, even if he doesn't like it, and he understands that everyone else is just as afraid to die as he is.
Of course, when it comes to all those selfless thoughts and all those doubts and worries; he keeps that stuff internal. Part of what makes him somewhat compelling is the fact that he looks like he knows what he's doing, when in reality he's second-guessing himself all the way. He'll complain about orders he knows are dangerous, but he'll follow them anyway if he believes their intentions are right. With the memory of Marco's corpse haunting him, the only thing he fears more than dying is dying uselessly.
To sum it up, the biggest difference between early Jean and post-Trost Jean is that post-Trost Jean thinks "hey, I might not look cool, but at least I'm doing the right thing, right?" whereas young Jean would find that attitude juvenile and disgusting. Ah, character growth.
Background: link (note: they're not using the official spelling.) I wrote out a huge thing and had to stop myself but here.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Jean is stubborn to a fault, very honest and has a good eye for planning. He's a good leader, though he's reluctant about it. Unfortunately, he's also petty, quick to anger and can be kind of a loudmouth. That aside, his stubbornness makes him a good learner. Piss him off enough, and you can bet he'll try and get back at you, even if it's over the dumbest thing.
Abilities: Jean is, to put it simply, very good at whirring around on cables and wires to get around in midair. (That's 3D Maneuvering Gear in a nutshell.) They say the hardest part of mastering the gear isn't so much gaining the strength to move around in it, but obtaining the mental aptitude needed to accept that you're moving in a third dimension; being aware of your placement not just in relation to what's next to you, but also aware of the space above and below you. Jean's good a natural at that.
He also has excellent hand-eye coordination, enough to make precise incisions and even hit moving targets while suspended in the air by two gas-powered cables. He went through some pretty rigorous military training for three years, so his endurance and stamina aren't gonna slow him down any time soon.
First Person:
So I... followed this recipe and, uh, made what I guess you guys call a "cake." [ Camera, meet the so-called 'cake.' Except it looks... kinda bread-ish? And was clearly made by someone who has no idea what cake is supposed to be. ]
The point is, if anyone wants it, go ahead. It tastes like shit anyway, I don't understand why you'd want to eat it.
[ Pause. Don't you dare insult his baking skills, okay. Unless you want him to seriously start baking, that is. ]
Fuck cakes.
Third Person:
Why baking? Fuck if he knew. They didn't have the resources to waste like this back home-- sugar and flour that you can just use? What the hell was that about?
Well, being here, Jean supposed this was as close as he'd get to the cushy life he'd once dreamed of. No Titans to worry about, no spies or obvious threats of death. Instead he ended up with his hands covered in flour-- hands used to holding swords, but he couldn't make a damned cake mix without catching half of it in his hair and on his face. If Marco were here, he would laugh. Anyone else would too, but they'd also get a piece of Jean's mind.
Glaring at dry ingredients like maybe this so-called cookbook lied to him, Jean emptied the rest of the flour into a large bowl. He was pretty sure batter was supposed to be rolled up into a ball, but... If only the book came with like, an in-depth guide or something. Hand-mixing this thing was gonna be a pain.
Jean double-checked the page. It was a language he knew he can't understand and that still freaked the crap out of him, but the words quickly changed into letters he recognized, so according to the cook book, he was doing alright.
He grumbled, pulling out a few eggs from the fridge and cracking them deftly on the edge of the bowl. Compared to 3D gear? He could crack a few damn eggs. Whatever came next, well... not so much. He wasn't a baker, how the hell was he supposed to know the difference between stirring and whisking? And what the hell was a whisk supposed to look like, anyway?
Jean sighed, pouring another egg into the flour-filled bowl. He promised Mikasa a cake, so was gonna make a damned cake. Asking for help would be pathetic. And he was most certainly, definitely, not pathetic.
"Augh, dammit!"
Then he went and dropped one of the eggs. This was gonna take a while...