Player Name: Dii E-mail: Preferred Contact: Plurk: medicinalmaze Timezone: US EST Current Characters in Victory Road: none
Character Name:Gilgamesh Series:Fate/Kaleid Prisma Ilya Timeline: After the reclaimation of his other half, at the end of season 4 (called 3rei. that's not confusing) Canon Resource Links:http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Gilgamesh_(Fate/kaleid) Some of the language used on the Type-moon wiki is a bit of garbled translation, ask for any needed clarifications!
Personality:
Gilgamesh is possibly the king of excessive, obnoxious, fickle behavior. Full of himself, loud, high off of his own galactic sized ego, and ludicrous enough to wear a leopard-print suit or solid gold armor, it's very difficult to compete with him in terms of being completely absurd. He is the biggest asshole, the biggest personality, the life of all parties because he said so, damnit. He was so hendonistic at one point that the gods sent down a rampaging angry bull to teach him a lesson, and his reputation drew his would-be friend Enkidu from the woods. He wasn't always like that, though.
Young Gilgamesh is considered incompatible with his adult incarnation, to the point that they're considered seperate Servants, and if a young Gil knew what he'd grow up into he'd either kill himself or stop his aging. Before being plagued by visions of the future of humanity, Gilgamesh was a lovely, charming, nice young man who respected the gods and ruled justly and fairly.
The version in the Prisma Ilya timeline is an exception to the rule, being more akin to an adult Gil's 'positive' aspects (or at least, the traits that aren't universally deplorable, like his casual chauvanism) isolated and given shape. Coy but not lewd, sassy but not downright mean, high-and-mighty but not blindingly arrogant. Even more of a cat than his older self, Gil is prone to ridiculous siestas and indulgances, but not quite on the level of hedonism. This abberation is because he was rather literally shoved out of a corrupted version of his true self, seperating him into his most negative traits and...the rest.
A young, 'evil-less' (for lack of a better word) Gil is much more cooperative with others, but only so far as their goals align with his. He is willing to work with the protagonists in his timeline against the antagonist Ainsworths, but only so far as it gets him his class card containing the rest of his power. Once he has it, he ditches everybody to watch on the sides because the struggles of mortals amuse the hell out of him. However, he doesn't immediately empower himself with his other half, either because he can't yet or won't. Maybe he doesn't want to be a huge asshole just yet, or maybe he finds things more interesting as he is.
Stripped of his offensive power, Gil is extraordinarily resourceful with what he does have. While he normally disposes of foes and obstacles with overwhelming force (read: infinite swords raining from the sky), without such he relies on guile and maximum applications of what's available: he makes great use of Hades' Cap of Invisibility, and his favorite treasure Enkidu, a seemingly endless chain that bound the Bull of Heaven. He also makes more visible use of the more...esoteric treasures in his arsenal, like a noble phantasm bed and hot spring.
Without his extreme fickleness and gross impatience, Gil is much more willing to just go with whatever situation he is in. Being deprived of half of his treasure would normally enrage Gilgamesh so badly nobody would be able to shut him up or console his butthurt sufficiently, but Child Gil is more "Well, them's the breaks." He doesn't even show any irritaiton at his greatest Noble Phantasm being bested by a 10 year old girl, while his adult incarnation in /Stay Night is livid whenever anyone has the gall to sandbag it via any means.
While he's devoid of his worst traits, Gil is still more aloof than is necessary and can be downright lazy: once he didn't want to go stage a rescue operation because it was raining.
Pokémon Information Affiliation: Gil will be a Trainer, if only because it offers a tangible goal to pass the time with. If given half the chance and resources he would buy/build a small kingdom that would be a Pokemon ranch for all he catches/convinces to go there, as all treasures and beasts are his anyway. Also, he does enjoy a good fight, even if he doesn't participate himself. As someone who is more or less a cat anyway, Gil is likely to form solid bonds of owner/pet with his Pokemon, although outright friendship is complicated. Starter:
Thematically, Gil would have an Eevee. Their adorable starting form and potential for great change and flexiblity fit him too well, as Gil's child form is adorable to the point of having a supernatural skill. Eevee's various evolutions fit with Gil's massive personality shift becoming an adult, as well as the near infintie versatility of his treasury arsenal. Flaming swords, lightning-spears, invisibility cloaks, literal jets, Gil's options are like Eevees. He would find the parallel rather amusing.
Password: Atomic Fireball. Which i'm pretty sure is a soda somewhere.
Aaah, sweet sweet victory. Gil had decided to celebrate his win and recovery of his better half with a well deserved siesta in the best bed with the best wine looking over the sunset, because really, he deserved this. His dreams were perfect.
The bed he woke up in was not perfect, and frankly wasn't worthy of feeling his bare skin. Which it didn't, since he was in pajamas, which thankfully were his. Leopard print, because he had to spoil himself sometimes. That didn't concern him. What sent him into a panic was the fact that everything was missing. Not in the room, no, material trivialities weren't the problem. Where the hell was his treasury!? He couldn't feel it, any of it! This was so much worse than not having his arsenal.
No bed, no wine, no hotspring, no phone, no money (NO MONEY!?!?!?), not a damned thing. Here he was, reduced to nothing more than a commoner. He realized he was pressing his hand so hard to his forehead he was leaving a mark. Gil finally took notice of the...cat? No, it was a bit more like a dog, but with ears like a fennec fox or something. Whatever it was, it was brown and fluffy and cute. And it was looking at him with legitimate concern and intelligence. It chirped a little noise at him, animal but oddly....syllabic.
"Ee?" It tilted its head and flattened its ears back a little. Gil was distracted from his sulking, despite his best efforts. "And what might you be? Certainly no animal I'm aware of..." He couldn't be certain it wasn't the product of some reality bending Noble Phantasm that had locked his abilities and was there purely to torment him, but he didn't think anyone would put so much thought into making something so cute just to murder him. That was too much work, even for a psychopath.
"Vee! Ve!" went the creature. He held a hand out, open palm up as a gracious king would. The thing walked on rather short legs to sniff, before pressing its face into his palm and making what almost sounded like a giggle, but couldn't have been. It really was a cute little cat-fox-dog, wasn't it? It was familiar in the absolute vaguest way, though, like recognizing something you encountered once but wrote off as unimportant.
It was about then that Gil realized he'd been completely distracted from his perfectly valid hissy fit at being locked out of his entire treasury like some peasant who failed a credit check. He did still have to figure out what exactly was going on, didn't he? Well, if he wasn't already dead, and he was locked out of his tricks, someone had set up a very elaborate game indeed. He swung out of the bed, taking care not to throw off or hurt the little brown critter, figuring that he might as well play along. What else did he have to do? He didn't have enough information to plot an escape, so why not enjoy the modern world a little more?
Young Gil| Fate/Kaleid Prisma Ilya
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Current Characters in Victory Road: none
Character
Name:Gilgamesh
Series:Fate/Kaleid Prisma Ilya
Timeline: After the reclaimation of his other half, at the end of season 4 (called 3rei. that's not confusing)
Canon Resource Links: http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Gilgamesh_(Fate/kaleid) Some of the language used on the Type-moon wiki is a bit of garbled translation, ask for any needed clarifications!
Personality:
Gilgamesh is possibly the king of excessive, obnoxious, fickle behavior. Full of himself, loud, high off of his own galactic sized ego, and ludicrous enough to wear a leopard-print suit or solid gold armor, it's very difficult to compete with him in terms of being completely absurd. He is the biggest asshole, the biggest personality, the life of all parties because he said so, damnit. He was so hendonistic at one point that the gods sent down a rampaging angry bull to teach him a lesson, and his reputation drew his would-be friend Enkidu from the woods. He wasn't always like that, though.
Young Gilgamesh is considered incompatible with his adult incarnation, to the point that they're considered seperate Servants, and if a young Gil knew what he'd grow up into he'd either kill himself or stop his aging. Before being plagued by visions of the future of humanity, Gilgamesh was a lovely, charming, nice young man who respected the gods and ruled justly and fairly.
The version in the Prisma Ilya timeline is an exception to the rule, being more akin to an adult Gil's 'positive' aspects (or at least, the traits that aren't universally deplorable, like his casual chauvanism) isolated and given shape. Coy but not lewd, sassy but not downright mean, high-and-mighty but not blindingly arrogant. Even more of a cat than his older self, Gil is prone to ridiculous siestas and indulgances, but not quite on the level of hedonism. This abberation is because he was rather literally shoved out of a corrupted version of his true self, seperating him into his most negative traits and...the rest.
A young, 'evil-less' (for lack of a better word) Gil is much more cooperative with others, but only so far as their goals align with his. He is willing to work with the protagonists in his timeline against the antagonist Ainsworths, but only so far as it gets him his class card containing the rest of his power. Once he has it, he ditches everybody to watch on the sides because the struggles of mortals amuse the hell out of him. However, he doesn't immediately empower himself with his other half, either because he can't yet or won't. Maybe he doesn't want to be a huge asshole just yet, or maybe he finds things more interesting as he is.
Stripped of his offensive power, Gil is extraordinarily resourceful with what he does have. While he normally disposes of foes and obstacles with overwhelming force (read: infinite swords raining from the sky), without such he relies on guile and maximum applications of what's available: he makes great use of Hades' Cap of Invisibility, and his favorite treasure Enkidu, a seemingly endless chain that bound the Bull of Heaven. He also makes more visible use of the more...esoteric treasures in his arsenal, like a noble phantasm bed and hot spring.
Without his extreme fickleness and gross impatience, Gil is much more willing to just go with whatever situation he is in. Being deprived of half of his treasure would normally enrage Gilgamesh so badly nobody would be able to shut him up or console his butthurt sufficiently, but Child Gil is more "Well, them's the breaks." He doesn't even show any irritaiton at his greatest Noble Phantasm being bested by a 10 year old girl, while his adult incarnation in /Stay Night is livid whenever anyone has the gall to sandbag it via any means.
While he's devoid of his worst traits, Gil is still more aloof than is necessary and can be downright lazy: once he didn't want to go stage a rescue operation because it was raining.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Gil will be a Trainer, if only because it offers a tangible goal to pass the time with. If given half the chance and resources he would buy/build a small kingdom that would be a Pokemon ranch for all he catches/convinces to go there, as all treasures and beasts are his anyway. Also, he does enjoy a good fight, even if he doesn't participate himself. As someone who is more or less a cat anyway, Gil is likely to form solid bonds of owner/pet with his Pokemon, although outright friendship is complicated.
Starter:
Thematically, Gil would have an Eevee. Their adorable starting form and potential for great change and flexiblity fit him too well, as Gil's child form is adorable to the point of having a supernatural skill. Eevee's various evolutions fit with Gil's massive personality shift becoming an adult, as well as the near infintie versatility of his treasury arsenal. Flaming swords, lightning-spears, invisibility cloaks, literal jets, Gil's options are like Eevees. He would find the parallel rather amusing.
Password: Atomic Fireball. Which i'm pretty sure is a soda somewhere.
Samples
RP Sample: http://ohmyarceus.dreamwidth.org/1635.html?thread=378979#cmt378979
Victory Road Sample:
Aaah, sweet sweet victory. Gil had decided to celebrate his win and recovery of his better half with a well deserved siesta in the best bed with the best wine looking over the sunset, because really, he deserved this. His dreams were perfect.
The bed he woke up in was not perfect, and frankly wasn't worthy of feeling his bare skin. Which it didn't, since he was in pajamas, which thankfully were his. Leopard print, because he had to spoil himself sometimes. That didn't concern him. What sent him into a panic was the fact that everything was missing. Not in the room, no, material trivialities weren't the problem. Where the hell was his treasury!? He couldn't feel it, any of it! This was so much worse than not having his arsenal.
No bed, no wine, no hotspring, no phone, no money (NO MONEY!?!?!?), not a damned thing. Here he was, reduced to nothing more than a commoner. He realized he was pressing his hand so hard to his forehead he was leaving a mark. Gil finally took notice of the...cat? No, it was a bit more like a dog, but with ears like a fennec fox or something. Whatever it was, it was brown and fluffy and cute. And it was looking at him with legitimate concern and intelligence. It chirped a little noise at him, animal but oddly....syllabic.
"Ee?" It tilted its head and flattened its ears back a little. Gil was distracted from his sulking, despite his best efforts.
"And what might you be? Certainly no animal I'm aware of..." He couldn't be certain it wasn't the product of some reality bending Noble Phantasm that had locked his abilities and was there purely to torment him, but he didn't think anyone would put so much thought into making something so cute just to murder him. That was too much work, even for a psychopath.
"Vee! Ve!" went the creature. He held a hand out, open palm up as a gracious king would. The thing walked on rather short legs to sniff, before pressing its face into his palm and making what almost sounded like a giggle, but couldn't have been. It really was a cute little cat-fox-dog, wasn't it? It was familiar in the absolute vaguest way, though, like recognizing something you encountered once but wrote off as unimportant.
It was about then that Gil realized he'd been completely distracted from his perfectly valid hissy fit at being locked out of his entire treasury like some peasant who failed a credit check. He did still have to figure out what exactly was going on, didn't he? Well, if he wasn't already dead, and he was locked out of his tricks, someone had set up a very elaborate game indeed. He swung out of the bed, taking care not to throw off or hurt the little brown critter, figuring that he might as well play along. What else did he have to do? He didn't have enough information to plot an escape, so why not enjoy the modern world a little more?