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[hopelessdream]

OOC Information
Player Name: May
Player Age: 22
Player Contact: Plurk – nautical; AIM- horizoncave
Player/Character HMD: http://hopelessdream.dreamwidth.org/1309.html
Other characters in game: N/A

IC Information
Character Name: Nabuca
Character Canon: Now and Then, Here and There
Character Age/Gender: 15 years old; Male
Canon Point: Last episode
Character Canon History: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Now_and_Then,_Here_and_There
Character Personality:

Life in Hellywood is not one to write home about. Nabuca was yanked crying from his mother’s arms at a very young age and taken to Hellywood to be a soldier. Though he’s still a child, he grew up quickly, taking on the role of a caretaker among the other child soldiers and becoming the leader of a small troop. He lives by a simple survival philosophy: Do what they tell you and you’ll get to go home. The dream of his village was the source of his will to live. It was all he had.

He tends to preach this to the other kids in an effort to extend their chances at survival. After having to kill the other boys from his village when they tried to escape, he seems to be especially vigilant when it comes to keeping his troop alive. He very pointedly tells Shu, during one of their conversations, to never ever run away. Nabuca is smart and quick on his feet, able to act and think up excuses that weasel the other kids out of the firing range. Even though he threatens to report misbehavior, he tends to keep things to himself to protect them, as seen when he chooses to keep Boo’s act of assisting Shu in escaping to himself.

Despite his visage of indifference, Nabuca is very kind and protective at his core. This is most apparent in his treatment of Boo. Boo’s role in his life is somewhere between brother and son, being the one truly precious thing Nabuca seems to have. He takes care of him, guards him, kills in his stead and worries about his wellbeing more than he does for anyone else. He spares him from the work of searching for the pendant by assigning him to guard Shu. When he sees that Boo’s hands are rubbed raw from work, he immediately is concerned, taking Boo’s hand to inspect it and speaking gently to him, reassuring him. Despite the major rules Boo breaks, Nabuca refuses to betray him, keeping his actions secret, a mercy he did not spare for Shu. Boo is, debatably, even more a source of sanity for Nabuca than his dream of going home. His dedication to Boo fuels him throughout and gives him strength to do the despicable things he has to do.

Though he cannot stand to kill, he forces himself through it with his calm and calculated exterior. Everything he does affects him, but he stores it inside, knowing he must be a rock for the other kids, especially for Boo. He takes his role as a leader very seriously. Though he is a very loyal soldier, seemingly, he fights and works only to get himself and the others home. He doesn’t know much of anything about why the war is happening, just that they all have to be there and get through before they can really live again. Enemies are just the people he’s told to point his gun at and shoot.

Nabuca has a streak of pride and anger still left in him. It might be due to his trapped feelings and the high tension situation he is constantly in, but he isn’t above grabbing people and confronting them. He might hate the violence he has to commit, but it doesn’t mean violence hasn’t been trained into him. This anger and violence tends to direct itself at Tabool, who instigates it with his cruel commentary. Nabuca has been seen grabbing him by the collar and telling him to go and die ‘somewhere away from him’, as well as just generally rejecting his presence. Part of this may be out of hate he feels towards what Tabool has become, but other targets, like Shu and even Boo, occasionally instigate his harsher side with their recklessness. He doesn’t want to lose any of them and he gets desperate and angry when they takes unnecessary risks.

Meeting Shu definitely has an effect on him and changes him throughout the show, but not necessarily for the better. With Shu, an innocent, untainted by the world Nabuca lives in, insisting that all of the world is wrong and backwards, Nabuca clearly starts to doubt himself, which makes his actions and reactions more desperate. Is it right to do what he’s doing just to go home? Is he just repeating a cycle? Boo is a mouthpiece for his own internal concerns as the series continues and Nabuca starts to see what he is doing is no different than what has been done to him.

Even his firm decision to never run away is shaken by Shu, who offers him the chance to flee with Boo and his troop and live somewhere safe. Though his fear ultimately makes him reject Shu’s offer, the flash of a desperate, hopeful smile is enough to show how close he was to breaking his code and taking Shu’s hand. When Nabuca ends up on the brink of death, his philosophy destroyed upon learning that his village was demolished and being betrayed by Tabool, his childhood friend, his new and brief acceptance of Shu’s way of thinking as what is ‘correct’ and right is shown through his taking Shu’s ‘stick’, the symbol is Shu’s non-killing belief, to Shu as a final act of rebellion. Though it’s too late for him, Nabuca is the reason Shu can take down Hellywood, the prison that’s held Nabuca and the other boys for years.

AU Information: N/A
Character Abilities: Nabuca’s a normal 14 year old boy. He has no superhuman abilities. He can use a firearm, knives and is skilled in hand-to-hand combat, seemingly the best amongst his troop.

Character Inventory: Other than the clothes on his back,

Samples: http://justhugalready.dreamwidth.org/879.html?thread=664431#cmt664431

How long had he been alive?

He can’t remember when his fingers stopped being enough to count the years. He just knew Boo still had half a hand to go before he could call himself a ‘big kid’.

But Boo had no more time to count off. Boo was gone. Dead. Left in the village of the Zaribars, rotting in that doorway forever. He had no time to do anything for him. He couldn’t grab the body or bury him in the rush of the call to fall back. He had cried, eventually, just a bit, but his heart felt hollow. The tears were not warm and wet and full like he remembered them being when he was very small and thought scraping his knee was the biggest catastrophe the world could throw at him. Instead, they were small and forced out, pushing through layers and layers of stony safeguards he’d built up since he was kidnapped into the war effort.

Someone had to cry for Boo. He couldn’t even remember how to until today, but he felt in his heart ‘someone has to shed a few tears for him. If I can’t, who the hell will?’
Shu had looked at them and said, once, ‘You’re only kids’. Today, it was hitting harder than ever. He was a kid. Boo was even smaller. All of those bodies huddled around Shu when he’d taken him captive were just children. Tabool, more than anyone, was certainly just a child.

And here he was, on the floor of his group’s quarters, sitting like a wet sack, dressed in an army uniform. He had a gun. He had a knife on his belt. Surely, Boo was right. He took too long to realize it, but Boo was right and so was Shu.

He was crazy. They were all crazy. They were fighting a war thoughtlessly, with no tears or remorse. The only things he could remember of himself were his own fear and anger. Everything else was lost now, right? With Boo gone, maybe his humanity was gone, too. Maybe he was truly a monster, now.

Today, he shot a little girl, trying to shoot him, who had shot Boo. And he was crazy. A crazy monster sitting on the floor of a warship’s bunk room, filled with small beds for small children who he commanded and took care of as a leader.

This had to stop… but what could he do? He could barely think, right now, heavy with the events of today still turning over in his head, holding a stick which had accomplished more in its short time here as a tool than he had in his entire life.

He turned his head towards the bunk beneath his own bed, watching and remembering Boo struggling with his boots. Remembering helping him put them on and holding him to calm him down the first nights he was here, crying and terrified. He remembered saying, ‘Be a good boy. Calm down. You will go home someday, so save your tears, for now. I promise, if you listen, I’ll make sure you make it home.’

So he was a liar, too.

He heard Tabool walk in. He watched his mouth move, heard sounds come out, but didn’t understand a word of what he said. He could figure it out, though. He would follow, in just a moment. Just one more minute, and he’d follow Tabool, and they could make plans to go home.

Just one more minute.