shway: (love the smell of crime in the evening.)
terrence "terry" mcginnis ([personal profile] shway) wrote2013-10-08 11:17 pm
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YOU
name: Kelsey
email: paradisful [at] gmail [dot] com
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THEM
character name: Terrence "Terry" Mcginnis
series: Batman Beyond
character history: here
character personality:

Terrence Mcginnis, fondly known by friends and family as Terry, is your typical teen. He parties hard and hardly studies, stays up long past his bedtime, and is a regular pain in the backside. But where the typical ends and the unusual begins is with his after school job. Though on paper he's a now-elderly Bruce Wayne's personal assistant, his real job is acting as Gotham's sword and shield: Batman, patrolling the Gotham skyline in 2040 after a thirty year absence following the original Batman's retirement.

Though he wears the same cape and cowl (now with 100% less cape!) that Bruce Wayne once called his own, Terry is unlike the Batman that came before him, sharing a closer likeness to the Robins of the past. He is hotheaded and impulsive, with a punch first, ask questions later policy when dealing with both criminals and schoolyard bullies. While he's got the muscle and plenty of it, he lacks the brains that made the original Batman the "world's greatest detective". He jumps to hasty, and sometimes wrong, conclusions, and occasionally his emotions cloud his judgement. He's very much a bat in progress, relying heavily on Bruce's wealth of experience to effectively fulfill his role as Gotham's new protector. He is not without potential, however, as evidenced when Bruce leaves on extended business trips, entrusting Terry with the safety of Gotham without Bruce's constant guidance. Though the consequences of his long night shifts (a lack of sleep and leisure time, namely with his longtime girlfriend Dana Tan) are a regular point of contention between Terry and Bruce, Terry is a diligent and dedicated vigilante, sacrificing the pursuit of his own happiness in favor of Gotham's time and time again.

But Terry wasn't always on the right side of the tracks; his childhood was rife with speed bumps. His parents split when he was young, and he turned to petty crime to vent his grief and frustration. Eventually the law caught up with him and his accomplice, Charles “Big Time” Bigelow, and he spent three months in juvenile hall for his troubles. Though his time in juvie was enough to scare him onto the straight and narrow legally, his already shaky relationship with his family continued to suffer as he lashed out at school and at home. It took the murder of his father to really set Terry on the right path, and the one that lead him to the mantle of Batman. To Terry, the mantle is a way to atone for his past transgressions and honor the memory of his father by becoming someone he would be proud of, and eventually someone he himself could be proud of.

SAMPLES
journal entry sample:

ok so my life up until this point has been fake. shway. thats a headache ill deal w/ later. like after i eat my weight in pizza. the hospital food is straight up processed garbage. good choco pudding tho.

but what i really want cleared up for me is todays date. the year being the priority here. the staff here are sketchier than the mystery meat and i cant get a straight answer from them. so if someone could just clue me in thatd be slammin.


log example:

He hits the top of the roof at a run, and slows to a jog with enough wiggle room to walk the rest of the way to the edge. The gliders disappear from view and fold up seamless against the inky black kevlar of his suit. He crouches on the parapet and looks down a city that isn't his through a tinted visor. Bat vision.

By comparison, New Moore is uncomfortably quiet. In Gotham every corner hid a thief, and every shadow concealed a crime. Gotham rocked her people to sleep each night with the sounds of violence and wailing sirens. Even the light of day wasn't always enough to keep the bad at bay. But New Moore was... disconcertingly well-behaved. Terry hypothesized that either meant most of her crime was enacted by those with fat wallets and pressed suits, or she really just wasn't that shady. It made him long for a car thief, or even a purse-snatcher! Anything to break the suffocating quiet.

He strains his ears and the limits of the Batsuit's improved hearing, scouring the streets for the sounds of a crime being committed, and comes up empty-handed. Nope. Nothing. Anyone with so much as a pocket knife and cruel sneer had apparently turned in early. It was a school night. He hangs his head and unfolds from his perch, hopes busted, when he hears it: the sharp, explosive crunch of broken glass. He estimates it's the block over when a hasty sweep of the immediate vicinity uncovers nothing but dark buildings and untouched cars. Throwing his arms wide, the gliders unfurl with a crisp snap. Oh goody.