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luther "the big shy one" hargreeves | #00.01 ([personal profile] obediences) wrote2019-03-28 08:53 pm

mask or menace | application & trivia.



APPLICATION | LOGS | NETWORK
PERMISSIONS | IC CONTACT | HMD


〈 PLAYER INFO 〉
NAME: Julie
PLURK: [plurk.com profile] quadrille
DISCORD: Feel free to ask for it!
RETURNING: Nope, brand-new!




〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Luther Hargreeves, alias "Space" (formerly Spaceboy)
CHARACTER AGE: 29 30 31 | b. October 1st, 1989
SERIES: The Umbrella Academy (Netflix)
CHRONOLOGY:
  • From August 2020 onwards: At the end of S2E10
  • April 2019 - August 2020: At the end of S1E10

CLASS: Hero. He tries.
HOUSING:
  • Nonah Independent Housing (New Hargreeves House) (May 1, 2020 - present)
  • Formerly: Nonah Independent Housing (Old Hargreeves Mansion) (May 27, 2019 - May 1, 2020)
  • Formerly: De Chima #004 with Anton Roudin & Fern (April 3, 2019 - May 27, 2019)

JOB:
  • General Staff at Joe's Movers (April 2019 - present)
  • Occasional unpaid volunteer at SELF (September 2019 - present) *

BACKGROUND: Luther & the series

Season 2 canon update:
During the course of season 2, Luther found himself dropped unexpectedly into Dallas, Texas in 1962, stranded out-of-time without his family and assuming they were all dead. Grieving and at a loss, he tracked down the younger version of their father to ask for help, only to be resoundingly rejected and have the last remnants of his pride ripped to shreds.

For the next year, he settled into normal, unheroic life. Like in Mask or Menace, he became more accustomed to daily existence, socialising with strangers, paying bills, and holding down a job — in this case, fighting as a boxer in rigged matches, and as a bodyman working for the nightclub owner / gangster Jack Ruby (another example of Luther having piss-poor judgment in surrogate father figures). His trajectory actually remains very similar to his first year in MoM, although with an undercurrent of listless apathy, depression, and grief which prevented him from finding much satisfaction in it. (He's started wearing better-fitted clothing, but still wears gloves and covers himself from neck to toe, so he still has issues with his ape-like body.)

This continued until November 1963, when Number Five finally returned and tried to recruit Luther to avert the new oncoming apocalypse. Luther tried staying out of it at first, but finding out the rest of his family was actually still alive was the impetus for getting on board and getting the gang back together. Having now experienced being ripped away from each other through accident rather than choice, the family had a renewed appreciation for each other and they were finally able to be less antagonistic, more supportive of each other. Having spent the past year wholly humbled and guilt-ridden and with the time to ruminate on his mistakes, Luther wholeheartedly owned up to his role in destroying the world the first time, especially apologising to Vanya for what he'd done to her and how he'd let her down.

Reunited, the family tried to save the world from themselves... again. And they technically, sort of, succeeded this time around, and then tried to jump back to their rightful place in 2019 — only to be dumped back in MoM once more, not knowing exactly how badly they've mucked up their original timeline.


PERSONALITY: Luther, aka Number One, was the first among Sir Reginald Hargreeves' adopted and purchased children: a mantle he took on gladly as the best-groomed team leader of a group of child soldiers-slash-superheroes. They were ruthlessly trained since birth to fight and kill, to save civilians, to keep the world safe, to put their lives on the line for the public, raised by a mysterious billionaire who treated them more like weapons than offspring.

While the others eventually rankled at their abusive childhood, being actively broken and hammered into shape and thrown into harm's way over and over, Luther tilted too far in the opposite direction: he was desperate to keep the peace, to appease and impress their father, to keep the team together. When they all left, he stayed behind and kept swallowing that poison, taking too much responsibility on his broad shoulders. Dutifulness and obedience has been hardwired into him, along with a loyalty to authority figures and a reluctance to deviate from instructions. He adheres to some strict rules of engagement: he doesn't mind snapping a criminal's neck, sure, but civilians need to be protected. Civilians are what they're all here for.

His stubborn self-centeredness and rigid convictions can be immensely frustrating at times — it's what happens when you've grown too used to bossing others around — and it's given him a tendency to steamroll over others when he's convinced that he's right. But for all that he's hard-working, driven, and brave in the face of battle, he's also hopelessly awkward and blundering in social interactions. Thanks to their reclusive childhood hidden away from the world and out of society, then four years spent on a solitary moon base with no other human company, Luther has absolutely no idea how to relate to society at large. His siblings went out into the real world, but he never did, and as a result never picked up the art of social finesse or small talk or flirtation or paying bills or, well, hardly anything. He knows death-defying missions and combat and piloting, but that won't get you far in the real world. He spent years in a lonely house where his only real company was a talking butler-ape named Pogo and the programmed Stepford robot who raised them. He never stood a chance.

Luther's self-confidence and comfort in his own skin has taken a massive hit, too; a few years ago, an experiment-gone-wrong made him essentially half-ape, with impossibly broad shoulders and a leathery chest and huge hairy arms, so he covers himself in baggy layers to try to hide away from view. He's still trying to come to terms with it. He's a gentle giant these days, prone to protecting others and flinging himself between them and harm's way — but when riled up, he also has deep-rooted issues with violent anger, prone to lashing out and instinctively using his strength against others (because it's what he's been taught to do, of course, and supposedly the best thing he's good for).

Hot off the heels of the cataclysmic things that happened to his estranged family within the span of one week, and thrust into a new and unfamiliar setting — now he's back in the spotlight again, this time as an imPort, at a time when he's more uncomfortable with public press than ever. The only life he's known was jumping through hoops and missions for Sir Reginald Hargreeves, and so now, disillusioned with that parental figure, he's seeking another safety net and trying to figure out who he is for the first time.

POWER:

Super strength: Luther possesses immense strength; even as a child, he could easily lift and throw a fully grown adult across a room and through a window. It was then further enhanced by the experimental serum that gave him his larger body.

Enhanced durability: An extremely durable body due to his ape-like physiology. He is able to shrug off most physical impacts during combat, and could even take the full weight of a falling chandelier without injury. Luther is not invulnerable, however, as Diego managed to cut him with a knife and draw blood, and he is shown to hide from bullets.

Televator: A new power in this universe, as of June 11, 2019. Almost like a variant of his brother Five's ability to teleport, Luther is able to step into any elevator, press a button, and then have the doors re-open on a different location anywhere on the planet (or within orbit, if it's near enough) — as long as there are elevator doors on the other side too. He doesn't need to have been there before. He can take others with him so long as they can physically fit within the elevator car. (To keep this a bit restricted, too: he can't open the doors to any private/secure location that uses keycards or keys to get between floors, etc, so he can't just break into government bases or what-have-you.)





〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE:

[ When the camera cuts in, the very first thing you see is... spinning, as the device slips out of its user's hands and goes flipping through the air. ]

Dammit!

[ Luther catches it, clumsily, his hands too big and awkward for this small piece of tech. He frowns down at it, blue eyes and furrowed brow too close to the screen before he pulls back. ]

Uh. Hello. My name is— [ a beat, he almost says Space, or Number One, but he should stop using codenames huh ] —Luther Hargreeves. And I'd like some more information on the moon base. I hear that anyone can go there? What's it like? How easy is it to get there and back?

... That's all for now. Thanks.

[ He jabs at the screen. Manages to mute it, first, before finally finding the off button. The communicator really is a very small device. ]


LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE: A TDM thread!


FINAL NOTES: Luther was already a strapping fella at 6'5" and muscular, but the messed-up serum has thrown his proportions completely, conspicuously off. He is really big. He can pass as a regular non-enhanced human as long as he keeps his torso covered up, though.