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Andrew Ryan ([personal profile] rianofski) wrote2012-02-11 02:13 pm
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Original Universe Canon Character Application

Out Of Character
Name: Tasha
Age: 22
Journal: kilobites[Bad username or unknown identity: ”kilobites”]
Contact: sergeantskittles@gmail.com, sergeantskittls (AIM)

In Character
Name: Andrew Ryan
Canon: Bioshock
Canon Point: 1957, at the beginning of the civil war in Rapture.
Sex/Gender: Male
Actual Age/Apparent Age: Mid 50s. Appears slightly younger.

Belongings: Cigarettes and lighter, small notebook and pen.

Skills and Powers: Andrew has no supernatural powers, although he could probably hold his own in a physical fight if he absolutely needed to. However, he is skilled at debate, business, investing, arguing, electrical engineering, and weaponry. He is an avid reader, and is very skilled at discussing the ideas he's read about and arguing about them.

Physical Description: He's about six feet tall, of an average weight, with some muscle. He has black hair that he usually wears slicked back, blue eyes, and a mustache. He generally wears suits and ties, and even on his more casual days, he's dressed fairly formally. He carries himself somewhat tensely, usually with his jaw set and his shoulders firm.

Book Description: The book will be blue, with an underwater motif on one side and the outline of a city on the other side. It will be somewhat hefty, with thick paper, and a smooth texture to it. The bookmark, when in the book, is plain blue, with a darker blue tassel. 

History and Personality:  Andrew was born in Russia at the turn of the twentieth century as Andrei Rianofski. From a young age, he was unhappy with the way he saw the tsarist regime leading Russia, and believed that there had to be something better. However, in 1917, he saw the Russian Revolution firsthand, a revolution that led to a socialist government taking power. He was even less impressed by the socialists than by autocratic rule -- this developed in him one of his strongest personality traits: the belief that "parasites" (i.e., the Bolshevik party in the Revolution) got in the way of great men accomplishing great things. In order to be truly great, he believed, one must stand on their own merits, and work for themselves alone, not be seduced by the false promises of communism. In 1919, he left Russia, changed his name to the more American sounding Andrew Ryan, and went to the United States, where he believed he could be successful in business.

Even starting out in the United States, he was the consummate politician, ruthless and sadistic, though he wouldn't want to hear anyone describe him that way. His distaste for politicians and government was obvious -- he believes that cities should be run more like a corporation than a governed body. However, he was also an idealistic man -- he genuinely believes in the ideals of capitalism and objectivism. His ambition was great, and his distaste for censorship and government control are strong. For these reasons, he became very successful in business, getting involved in several industries such as mining, engineering, and the railroads. He made a fortune through wise investments and clever business practices, but during the 1930s, he began to become suspicious of the "New Deal" politicians, who he believed reflected the ideals of socialism just a little too much. 

He was not a trusting man, and the idea that the government would try to enforce state social programs made him uncomfortable, as he inherently believes that people are trying to gain something from him or use him for their own purposes--after all, that's what he does to other people. During the 1930s, he built his own forest for his personal enjoyment, using the money he'd made through his business. The government moved to nationalize the forest and turn it into a park. Instead, he chose to burn it to the ground instead of letting them do so. This is an example of his stubbornness and hot-tempered nature --
 when someone disagrees with him or tries to forbid him from doing something, his answer is to simply go around them, or, if they get in the way too much, eliminate them entirely. He is not always directly confrontational -- he can be more manipulative, often choosing to use people's words and actions against them, rather than being outright confrontational or destructive. However, if really provoked, he will flare up quickly against people who seriously irritate him, as in the example of the forest.

By the end of the Second World War, Andrew had had enough of the United States, frustrated with the US's use of the atomic bomb to end the war. This, he thought, was a misuse of science, science used for destructive means by people he thought no better than the 'parasites' he'd left back in Russia. So, with the fortune he had amassed, he chose to build his own city, a city where no government could touch him. This city was built underneath the Atlantic Ocean, and was named Rapture. It was opened in 1946, and he invited scientific geniuses, artistic talents, and industry luminaries to populate it, creating a city that he believed would be a paradise for the free market. 
Perhaps needless to say given the example above, Andrew is very confident, maybe even overly egotistical. He is used to getting what he wants, and not having to make too many demands to do so. He is genuinely confused when people don't do as he says. Used to the power and cache that come with being a wealthy businessman and then the wealthy creator of a "utopian" city, he finds it hard to acknowledge when people question him or his city.

By 1957, however, things in Rapture were no longer so idyllic. Although the city had been relatively prosperous, problems had arisen. A substance, called ADAM, was discovered, which was found to have amazing properties. The use of it allowed people to splice their genes, allowing them to take on supernatural abilities such as increased speed, increased intelligence, and even the ability to fling fireballs from their hands. Because Andrew believed firmly in the importance of the free market, he did not regulate the use of this substance, even though it soon proved to become dangerously addictive and even caused insanity in many people. His stubbornness also meant that he refused to allowed anyone to communicate with the outside world -- the only law in Rapture -- leading to a rise in black market goods and smugglers. He is currently embroiled in a conflict with the leader of one of the smuggling rings, Frank Fontaine, whose actions threaten to bring down the city. He will do whatever it takes to have the threat of Fontaine removed for good.

These events have shaped his personality in some ways -- making him more distrustful, more angry, and more set in his ways -- but they have also simply emphasized several key traits: Despite being an an incredibly selfish man, seeking to get what he wants by toying with people, he rarely pretends to be someone's friend when he isn't. It is very clear to those who oppose him, like Fontaine, that he doesn't like them. When he does something, he makes it clear that he's doing it because it benefits him. Furthermore, he will remind people that this is something they should be doing, too. Sometimes, he will try to convince people to do what he wants "for the greater good", but often he will be blunt about his own selfishness. He's distrustful of people who claim to be acting in an altruistic fashion, and, in fact, only trusts those who make it clear they're looking out for number one, just like him.

He is generally inclined to make lofty speeches, touting the importance of his ideas. While he doesn't want to be viewed as a "politician" -- "visionary" will do just fine, thank you very much -- he understands that people are likely to see him as a politician. If someone wants to discuss his ideas with him, he's more than willing to oblige, but he'll also speak to just about anyone who looks willing to listen. As long as he has an audience, he will go on at great length about capitalism, objectivism, and the perceived evils of various governments.


Samples

First Person/Action brackets:
First things first. Where the hell am I?

[The audio is on, and there's a clunking sound, like something just got dropped or kicked.]

I demand an answer. If this is some sort of kidnapping attempt, I assure you, it won't go over well. I'm not some sort of cringing child that can be ordered around and made to jump at shadows. Show yourselves! Explain what you want with me.

[A long pause.]

If you're not willing to do that, then I suppose I'll just have to come find you. You've made a terrible mistake. You've made me very angry.

[The audio shuts off.]

Third Person/Prose: 
This hadn't been where he'd gone to sleep. That was his first thought, the thought that threatened to crowd nearly everything else out of his mind as he sat up and rubbed his forehead. That damned tension headache was starting up again, or maybe it had never left -- it had been a long night, full of paperwork and arguments and backs and forths about signing the new development plans... But this wasn't his office, and looking outside, that wasn't Rapture.

He looked down at himself, half expecting to see that his very being had changed, but things were still the same as they always were. An immaculately tailored suit, slightly rumpled. Cigarettes and lighter comfortably in his breast pocket. It was his surrounding that had changed, he was somewhere entirely unexpected, and he didn't like it. 

Standing, he pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers again, willing the headache to dissipate. No such luck, and the cigarette he lit to try to calm himself didn't help much, either. "Hello?" he called, feeling a bit ridiculous even as he did so. Even if there was anyone here, they wouldn't likely respond to such an inane greeting. He hadn't meant it to sound so weak, and he cursed himself as he took another drag on his cigarette, willing himself to be less shaken about the whole situation. Never let the bastards see you sweat. Whoever the bastards were.

"What is this place?" he tried again. This time, his voice came out more forcefully. With no answer obviously forthcoming, he started off in search of someone -- anyone -- who could answer some questions for him. He was very curious indeed to find out just where he was -- and just what he could do about it.