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Your Name: Bubbles
OOC Journal: None
Under 18? If yes, what is your age?: No
Email + IM: hikuswing@gmail.com, aim: hikuswing, plurk: hikuswing
Characters Played at Ataraxion: None
C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N
Name: Rosalind Lutece
Canon: Bioshock Infinite
Original or Alternate Universe: Original
Canon Point: This is a problematic point for the Luteces given the events that occur in Bioshock Infinite and their role in them (issue addressed below), but player/character knowledge will include the entire duration of the game, but not the DLC Burial at Sea.
Number: 893 No preference.
Setting: Bioshock Infinite Wikia, and The City of Columbia.
History:
Rosalind Lutece was a curiously severe child, possessed of a generally nihilistic approach to the world. At a formative age, she had a dream in which she was looking into a mirror, at herself, who was not herself, who was looking into a mirror at another, alternate, version of the two of them. While her mother took this dream poorly, Rosalind took it as a sign and began striving toward a career in physics. Rosalind excelled within her field and, at an impressively young age, became a published author and definitive name in the field of quantum mechanics.
Shortly following her publication, Rosalind invented a method by which to indefinitely suspend an atom in space. She dubbed this method, capable of raising entire cities into the skies, "The Lutece Particle." Shortly after her invention, Rosalind was approached by a religious young man by the name of Zachary Comstock. Comstock offered to fund and house her continued experimentation in exchange for her technical expertise in constructing his floating utopia: Columbia. Rosalind agreed and, with the facilities and patronage of Zachary Comstock, created and perfected The Lutece Field.
The Lutece Field was an achievement without parallel; it allowed communication and, ultimately, transmutaton/transference of physical bodies from alternate and/or parallel realities. Rosalind utilized this invention in order to bring her gender alternate duplicate, Robert Lutece, into her universe, but was required, in turn, to use it for Comstock's bidding. Comstock abused his access to the device and the field, and appropriated a considerable amount of technology and innovation from alternate realities. When it was discovered that the field had adverse affects on both the fertility and physical bodies of those who interacted with it, Comstock used the field to obtain a daughter, Elizabeth (née Anna).
While Comstock was, ultimately, quite satisfied with his decision to kidnap a daughter from his parallel self, Robert Lutece felt considerable remorse regarding her kidnapping. Rosalind did not share in his emotional turmoil, but, when he presented her an ultimatum (either assist him in correcting their wrongs or Robert would leave her), she relented and agreed to assist him in setting things right. This decision, fortunately or unfortunately, cost them their lives. On October 31, 1909, Zachary Comstock had both of the Luteces killed.
The assassination of the Luteces involved one Jerimiah Fink and sabotage of the device that generated the Lutece Field. His sabotage, intended only to cause catastrophic failure and, subsequently, kill both of the physicists, had unexpected consequences. When the Lutece Field malfunctioned, both Rosalind and Robert were separated from linear time and scattered across time and space at an atomic level. The consequences of this murderous plot were curious, indeed, and allowed the Luteces to appear at any time and in any place they desired. In accordance with Robert's wishes and, in turn, his ultimatum, they used their newfound practical omnipresence to assist and influence Booker DeWitt in his unwitting efforts to rescue his daughter from himself.
Personality:
Rosalind is, at the core of her nature, both uncaring and neutral. She is, by and large, unimpressed by humanity and unwilling to engage them unless required to do so. She has no particular moral or religious compass, apart from the influence of her "brother", Robert Lutece, and is devoted only to her research and the furthering of her own scientific endeavors. She is a severe woman, judgmental to a fault, and is uninvested as a rule. She is an observer before anything else, and is quite meticulous in both her studies and documentation. Scientifically, she is beyond brilliant. Unfortunately, she takes personal exception to those who surpass her achievements. She will go to considerable lengths to surpass them in return and, in turn, prove her superiority. With Robert to temper her, such vindictive achievements generally have a positive lilt; without, she can be utterly ruthless and cavalier with regards to safety or human life.
Despite her general lack of investment in humanity, Rosalind is very taken with Robert, emotionally and scientifically, and would do anything (quite literally) in order to remain together with him. She finds their position outside of the bounds of linear time and space to be ideal. She has very few desires, in general, and the sum of them can be evenly divided between companionship with her "brother" and advancing her own scientific studies. She is, naturally, reluctant to engage in futility, but she demurrs to Robert's desire to right the wrongs that they have, supposedly, committed, and assists him, perpetually, in aiding Booker Dewitt.
Frankly, she couldn't give a whit about Elizabeth/Anna, Comstock, or Booker Dewitt, but she indulges her "brother" because he is the one person in all the multiverse who understands her. There are, quite literally, no lengths that she wouldn't go to in order to maintain their relationship in good standing.
Abilities, Weaknesses and Power Limitations:
Rosalind Lutece was, in the process of being assassinated by a quantum field generator, removed from linear spacetime. This disassociation with linear time endowed her and her brother with a few strange aspects and abilities, beyond that to which a normal, mortal physicist might aspire:
--Rosalind does not require food or sleep in order to function. Forever frozen in the state she occupied on October 31st, 1909, Rosalind does not progress in linear time and, thus, does not require nourishing or slumber to restore her faculties. While she might indulge in these recreationally, they are by no means a requirement.
--Rosalind is, by and large, impervious to physical damage. Gunfire, explosives, physical bludgeoning, and Vigors (base superhuman abilities, as listed here) fail to do any damage to her, even in extremely close quarters. While she is not any stronger, faster, or better endowed (in general) than she had been prior to the incident that separated her from linear time, by the very nature of her disassociation with time and reality, she is extremely difficult to injure or kill. *
(*I would be perfectly willing to nerf this, allowing her to take damage from nonphysical influences, electricity, radiation, etc, and/or work with the mods to find a way to easier to kill. While I am enamored with her general pomp and disaffected nature, which comes hand in hand with being able to take bullets to the face, frankly, I have no objections to making her more vulnerable if the game demands it.)
--Rosalind doesn't exist in linear space. She can effectively teleport from one location to another (range limited to mod discretion, of course), with no delay in time, and often vanishes mid-conversation, when the mood takes her.
--Rosalind exists outside of time.*
(*This ability would mostly be used to backtag or write wacky posts with other characters about previously agreed upon shenanigans. Objectively, there's no way to employ this ability to affect the plot or major goings on of Ataraxion without prior approval and, honestly, I'd rather just use it for shenanigans. I don't intend to have her willingly leave the ship and I certainly don't intend to have her leave the current time unless it can be made amusing on a case by case basis.)
--On the more mundane end, Rosalind is an absolutely brilliant scientist and is capable of reverse engineering nearly anything. She mostly utilizes this ability in order to shame her colleagues and, once that has been achieved, returns full focus to whatever her current studies may be. She is morally ambiguous and willing to work for practically anyone, should the compensation prove sufficient and further her efforts. Rosalind can accomplish truly staggering feats if left alone with sufficient resources.
--She is a sufficient dancer and an excellent pinch hitter.
Inventory: Her clothing, all of which was being worn when she was assassinated/removed from linear time. To wit: one corset, 1890s cut; one chemise; one undershirt; one overshirt; one tie: green, charmeuese; one vest: tan, Edwardian; one suit jacket, Edwardian, feminine cut; boots, 1900, feminine cut; handkerchief, fine linen; gloves, ecru leather.
Appearance: Rosalind Lutece
Rosalind is a young woman in her mid thirties with a generally severe countenance, coppery red hair, freckles, and blue eyes. She wears a nearly perpetual look of distaste, often accompanied by an arched eyebrow or silent judgment. She prefers the most conservative fashions of the early 1900s with no exceptions.
Age: 35
AU Clarification: N/A
S A M P L E S
Log Sample:
This was, to Rosalind's considerable surprise, a tolerable laboratory. The technology was considerably more advanced than that which, ostensibly, remained in her own labs, and that feature alone was of considerable appeal. Ultimately, however, it was the complete lack of religious zealots that sold her on this new location. It was impersonal, sterile, and generally unwelcoming, all features she prized in a laboratory. She meandered between the tables and the stores of equipment, noted the meticulous labeling and rationing of materials, of tools, of space itself, and she couldn't help but approve.
She was not in support of limitations on study, per se, but she disliked abject chaos and the, oftentimes, insatiable nature of unrestricted scientific endeavor. Naturally, she did not plan on adhering to limitations unless forced to, but she saw no reason to object if such restrictions were required of her. She could make truly obscene use of these facilities: there was no end to the experimentation she could engage in, the discoveries she could spearhead, the work she could perfect.
"Delightful," Rosalind noted dryly, and stopped in the center of the room. Several of the tables had drainage systems built in for convenience.
She might need to write another book if she lingered here long enough.
Comms Sample:
Hm.
[Rosalind is not a particularly kind face and her hum of mild curiosity does little to counter the baleful nature of her gaze. She peers into the camera and, after a silent pause, cocks an eyebrow.]
A curious contraption, to be certain, but not without its uses.
[She leans back, away from the lens, and regards the camera and her audience with an air of impatience and mild distaste. Her hair, flaming red, is drawn up into a prim, professional, and deeply antiquated style. Overall, the best word to describe her was, perhaps, caustic. Her distaste, while palpable, is general and unfocused.]
Do tell me, then, how might one go about locating and contacting a specific person?
Your Name: Bubbles
OOC Journal: None
Under 18? If yes, what is your age?: No
Email + IM: hikuswing@gmail.com, aim: hikuswing, plurk: hikuswing
Characters Played at Ataraxion: None
C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N
Name: Rosalind Lutece
Canon: Bioshock Infinite
Original or Alternate Universe: Original
Canon Point: This is a problematic point for the Luteces given the events that occur in Bioshock Infinite and their role in them (issue addressed below), but player/character knowledge will include the entire duration of the game, but not the DLC Burial at Sea.
Number:
Setting: Bioshock Infinite Wikia, and The City of Columbia.
History:
"When I was a girl, I dreamt of standing in a room looking at a girl who was and was not myself, who stood looking at another girl, who also was and was not myself. My mother took this for a nightmare. I saw it as the beginning of a career in physics."-- Rosalind Lutece
Rosalind Lutece was a curiously severe child, possessed of a generally nihilistic approach to the world. At a formative age, she had a dream in which she was looking into a mirror, at herself, who was not herself, who was looking into a mirror at another, alternate, version of the two of them. While her mother took this dream poorly, Rosalind took it as a sign and began striving toward a career in physics. Rosalind excelled within her field and, at an impressively young age, became a published author and definitive name in the field of quantum mechanics.
Shortly following her publication, Rosalind invented a method by which to indefinitely suspend an atom in space. She dubbed this method, capable of raising entire cities into the skies, "The Lutece Particle." Shortly after her invention, Rosalind was approached by a religious young man by the name of Zachary Comstock. Comstock offered to fund and house her continued experimentation in exchange for her technical expertise in constructing his floating utopia: Columbia. Rosalind agreed and, with the facilities and patronage of Zachary Comstock, created and perfected The Lutece Field.
The Lutece Field was an achievement without parallel; it allowed communication and, ultimately, transmutaton/transference of physical bodies from alternate and/or parallel realities. Rosalind utilized this invention in order to bring her gender alternate duplicate, Robert Lutece, into her universe, but was required, in turn, to use it for Comstock's bidding. Comstock abused his access to the device and the field, and appropriated a considerable amount of technology and innovation from alternate realities. When it was discovered that the field had adverse affects on both the fertility and physical bodies of those who interacted with it, Comstock used the field to obtain a daughter, Elizabeth (née Anna).
While Comstock was, ultimately, quite satisfied with his decision to kidnap a daughter from his parallel self, Robert Lutece felt considerable remorse regarding her kidnapping. Rosalind did not share in his emotional turmoil, but, when he presented her an ultimatum (either assist him in correcting their wrongs or Robert would leave her), she relented and agreed to assist him in setting things right. This decision, fortunately or unfortunately, cost them their lives. On October 31, 1909, Zachary Comstock had both of the Luteces killed.
The assassination of the Luteces involved one Jerimiah Fink and sabotage of the device that generated the Lutece Field. His sabotage, intended only to cause catastrophic failure and, subsequently, kill both of the physicists, had unexpected consequences. When the Lutece Field malfunctioned, both Rosalind and Robert were separated from linear time and scattered across time and space at an atomic level. The consequences of this murderous plot were curious, indeed, and allowed the Luteces to appear at any time and in any place they desired. In accordance with Robert's wishes and, in turn, his ultimatum, they used their newfound practical omnipresence to assist and influence Booker DeWitt in his unwitting efforts to rescue his daughter from himself.
Personality:
Rosalind is, at the core of her nature, both uncaring and neutral. She is, by and large, unimpressed by humanity and unwilling to engage them unless required to do so. She has no particular moral or religious compass, apart from the influence of her "brother", Robert Lutece, and is devoted only to her research and the furthering of her own scientific endeavors. She is a severe woman, judgmental to a fault, and is uninvested as a rule. She is an observer before anything else, and is quite meticulous in both her studies and documentation. Scientifically, she is beyond brilliant. Unfortunately, she takes personal exception to those who surpass her achievements. She will go to considerable lengths to surpass them in return and, in turn, prove her superiority. With Robert to temper her, such vindictive achievements generally have a positive lilt; without, she can be utterly ruthless and cavalier with regards to safety or human life.
Despite her general lack of investment in humanity, Rosalind is very taken with Robert, emotionally and scientifically, and would do anything (quite literally) in order to remain together with him. She finds their position outside of the bounds of linear time and space to be ideal. She has very few desires, in general, and the sum of them can be evenly divided between companionship with her "brother" and advancing her own scientific studies. She is, naturally, reluctant to engage in futility, but she demurrs to Robert's desire to right the wrongs that they have, supposedly, committed, and assists him, perpetually, in aiding Booker Dewitt.
Frankly, she couldn't give a whit about Elizabeth/Anna, Comstock, or Booker Dewitt, but she indulges her "brother" because he is the one person in all the multiverse who understands her. There are, quite literally, no lengths that she wouldn't go to in order to maintain their relationship in good standing.
Abilities, Weaknesses and Power Limitations:
Rosalind Lutece was, in the process of being assassinated by a quantum field generator, removed from linear spacetime. This disassociation with linear time endowed her and her brother with a few strange aspects and abilities, beyond that to which a normal, mortal physicist might aspire:
--Rosalind does not require food or sleep in order to function. Forever frozen in the state she occupied on October 31st, 1909, Rosalind does not progress in linear time and, thus, does not require nourishing or slumber to restore her faculties. While she might indulge in these recreationally, they are by no means a requirement.
--Rosalind is, by and large, impervious to physical damage. Gunfire, explosives, physical bludgeoning, and Vigors (base superhuman abilities, as listed here) fail to do any damage to her, even in extremely close quarters. While she is not any stronger, faster, or better endowed (in general) than she had been prior to the incident that separated her from linear time, by the very nature of her disassociation with time and reality, she is extremely difficult to injure or kill. *
(*I would be perfectly willing to nerf this, allowing her to take damage from nonphysical influences, electricity, radiation, etc, and/or work with the mods to find a way to easier to kill. While I am enamored with her general pomp and disaffected nature, which comes hand in hand with being able to take bullets to the face, frankly, I have no objections to making her more vulnerable if the game demands it.)
--Rosalind doesn't exist in linear space. She can effectively teleport from one location to another (range limited to mod discretion, of course), with no delay in time, and often vanishes mid-conversation, when the mood takes her.
--Rosalind exists outside of time.*
(*This ability would mostly be used to backtag or write wacky posts with other characters about previously agreed upon shenanigans. Objectively, there's no way to employ this ability to affect the plot or major goings on of Ataraxion without prior approval and, honestly, I'd rather just use it for shenanigans. I don't intend to have her willingly leave the ship and I certainly don't intend to have her leave the current time unless it can be made amusing on a case by case basis.)
--On the more mundane end, Rosalind is an absolutely brilliant scientist and is capable of reverse engineering nearly anything. She mostly utilizes this ability in order to shame her colleagues and, once that has been achieved, returns full focus to whatever her current studies may be. She is morally ambiguous and willing to work for practically anyone, should the compensation prove sufficient and further her efforts. Rosalind can accomplish truly staggering feats if left alone with sufficient resources.
--She is a sufficient dancer and an excellent pinch hitter.
Inventory: Her clothing, all of which was being worn when she was assassinated/removed from linear time. To wit: one corset, 1890s cut; one chemise; one undershirt; one overshirt; one tie: green, charmeuese; one vest: tan, Edwardian; one suit jacket, Edwardian, feminine cut; boots, 1900, feminine cut; handkerchief, fine linen; gloves, ecru leather.
Appearance: Rosalind Lutece
Rosalind is a young woman in her mid thirties with a generally severe countenance, coppery red hair, freckles, and blue eyes. She wears a nearly perpetual look of distaste, often accompanied by an arched eyebrow or silent judgment. She prefers the most conservative fashions of the early 1900s with no exceptions.
Age: 35
AU Clarification: N/A
S A M P L E S
Log Sample:
This was, to Rosalind's considerable surprise, a tolerable laboratory. The technology was considerably more advanced than that which, ostensibly, remained in her own labs, and that feature alone was of considerable appeal. Ultimately, however, it was the complete lack of religious zealots that sold her on this new location. It was impersonal, sterile, and generally unwelcoming, all features she prized in a laboratory. She meandered between the tables and the stores of equipment, noted the meticulous labeling and rationing of materials, of tools, of space itself, and she couldn't help but approve.
She was not in support of limitations on study, per se, but she disliked abject chaos and the, oftentimes, insatiable nature of unrestricted scientific endeavor. Naturally, she did not plan on adhering to limitations unless forced to, but she saw no reason to object if such restrictions were required of her. She could make truly obscene use of these facilities: there was no end to the experimentation she could engage in, the discoveries she could spearhead, the work she could perfect.
"Delightful," Rosalind noted dryly, and stopped in the center of the room. Several of the tables had drainage systems built in for convenience.
She might need to write another book if she lingered here long enough.
Comms Sample:
Hm.
[Rosalind is not a particularly kind face and her hum of mild curiosity does little to counter the baleful nature of her gaze. She peers into the camera and, after a silent pause, cocks an eyebrow.]
A curious contraption, to be certain, but not without its uses.
[She leans back, away from the lens, and regards the camera and her audience with an air of impatience and mild distaste. Her hair, flaming red, is drawn up into a prim, professional, and deeply antiquated style. Overall, the best word to describe her was, perhaps, caustic. Her distaste, while palpable, is general and unfocused.]
Do tell me, then, how might one go about locating and contacting a specific person?