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PLAYER
Name: Xep
Personal Journal: [personal profile] xep_lag
E-mail: xep_lag@zoho.com
AIM/MSN/etc: AIM - xeplag, Plurk - xep_lag

CHARACTER
Name: Warren Peace
Canon: Sky High
Timeline: Post-movie.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A, I normally assume they never run into each other via ~shenanigans~. Bonus help from the fact that Warren would not actually care enough to seek anyone out.

Personality: The first thought that passes through the mind of anyone meeting Warren is "rebel". He leans toward red and black clothes, and is rarely seen without his leather jacket. He always sits alone, refuses to make friends and generally keeps to himself. If one does go near him, he will probably try to set them on fire as a light suggestion to leave. And he's definitely not beyond arguing with absolutely anyone who tries to talk to him. That, and he's unnecessarily blunt about his life. See: "I thought you wouldn't rent a tux." "I didn't, it's my dad. He doesn't have much use for it in solitary."
Despite his hot-headed demeanor, Warren isn't overly horrible at working as a team. He tends to break off and try to fix things / win by himself, but plans well and can direct his teammates about pretty well. However, his temper tends to get in the way when he's working for a prize, or fighting someone he has a grudge on; against his father's archnemesis' son, he seemed to lose half his IQ out of pure rage, and during their game of Save the Citizen he completely ignored his teammate in favor of throwing fireballs aimlessly at the opposite team.
It's probable that Warren's demeanor is mostly caused by the school environment. When allowed to calm down, he is actually a very sweet kid. In some scenes he's shown reading Shakespeare and other famous poets' work, and during his interraction with Layla he is kind, thoughtful and gives good dating advice. Unless the average anti-hero that doesn't care about getting someone hurt while he fights evil, Warren has a strong sense of morals and refuses to let innocent bystanders get hurt. As seen when he yells at Will for saving him instead of the toy Citizen, and by the way he acts outrageously violent in his battle with Will to convince the other students to back off as fast as possible.

First Person:

[An angry teenage boy has just turned on the video feed. At least he's figured out how to hold the watch pretty quickly... although that doesn't help the growling face that greets the city's residents.] Alright, this isn't funny. No, seriously! Whoever brought me here is getting a freshly-cooked knuckle sandwich! Where am I? Where are the teachers? How did you even get me here? Just get out here and fess up before I come roast your head!

[In case that isn't enough, second sample:]

[Warren's looking calmer now, although not by a lot.] Alright, here's the deal. I'm not supposed to be here, nor is basically anyone here. But honestly? I don't mind it so much. Better than having to live with my mom, and dealing with all her yelling about how I'm not doing well enough in school. Or dealing with people talking about my father. [His eyes drop self-consciously.] It's counterproductive to talk about him here, huh. Screw it. I'm not looking for friends, but if anyone needs help starting a fire or something, I don't mind helping out. And... [He looks back up, his lips tugging into a hesitant smirk of sorts.] ...if anyone wants help sticking it to our captors, count me in.

Third Person: Warren had been awake for a while, but he couldn't remember how he'd ended up here. He'd been on a schoolbus, last he'd known, but now he was on a train. There were just plains outside, nothing he really recognized. The book he'd been reading was still open on his lap, and he was in the same position he'd been in before. Had he been kidnapped?
As he got to his feet to question the conductor, he felt the train slowing to a halt. There's his chance off. He rushed to the door and shoved it open when it took too long, stepping somewhat cautiously onto the steps. Before he could properly take in the scenery, he felt someone shoving him out. And by the time he spun around, the train was already leaving.
"What's going on...?" Warren sneered at the train, brushing himself off and taking a proper look at his surroundings. Great. He'd been taken to the middle of nowhere, with no cellphone on him to contact... who? His mom? Will? Totally useless. He'd have to find a way out by himself. His hands searched in his pockets and came up with... a pocketwatch. He snorted at it. "Great. Well now I know what time it is while I'm lost."
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