Application - Overjoyed

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Player

Name: Gaacha

Age: 29

Contact: vicinity @ plurk , thegaathing @ aol.com

Preferred Pronouns: He / Him

Other Characters: n/a

Character

Name: Noiz / Wilhelm

Age: 19

Memory Option: 1

Established Status: Established -- 2 Years

Canon: DRAMAtical Murder

Canon Point: Just before entering Platinum Jail with Aoba

Citizenship: Westerly, formerly Quesh.

Job: Warrant Broker / Hacker -- RAC

* Level:

3

Abilities:

Passive: CIPA .

Noiz is human, so he doesn’t have anything ‘extraordinary’ about him in the general sense. However, he has an extremely advanced form of CIP -- a Congenital Insensitivity to Pain. Due to this, he can fight for long periods of time, or sustain damage and experience extreme amounts of pain without actually feeling anything. This includes not only physical pain such as being wounded, developing headaches/migraines, pain from sickness/joint/arthritic pain, but it also includes being able to feel extreme temperatures and sensations. He can’t tell when something is boiling hot or freezing cold, and the only part of his body where he has any sensation at all is on his tongue. This disorder is extremely dangerous, despite how it aids him in keeping from being too hurt to carry on, as he cannot often tell when he’s been injured, if he’s been burnt, if he’s getting too cold--nothing. It’s led to a number of issues, including horrid scarring on parts of his body where he’s not taken care of wounds right away, even two of his fingers being crooked due to having letting them heal without seeking professional help.

Skill: Hacking/Programming .

He’s aso an extremely capable hacker and programmer, having the ability to create and destroy data, locking up computer systems and even taking control of things such as someone else's’ computer, AllMate, Coil, and is capable of even controlling other AI to make it bend to his wishes instead of letting it function properly. (Such as the turrets and automated weapons systems within a highly secure base, as he’s done in canon.) He’s obsessed with a virtual battle game called ‘Rhyme,’ and he’s capable of creating virtual reality fields wherever he wishes outside of the game’s rule and usual administrative control in order to force other players to battle him. It’s suggested he’s not only capable of controlling machines, but he can also build them and create his own programs and subsystems.

Personality:

A mouth that doesn’t speak more than what it needs to get across, a gaze that doesn’t show much outward emotion, and a body that’s carried with a cocky ‘better-than-thou’ air about it--that’s what you get when you first meet this guy face-to-face. Even before exchanging your first words with him, you can feel that you’re being judged, or being thought of meaning nothing to him on a personal basis. It’s nothing personal, he just isn’t invested in getting to know anyone, and he certainly isn’t interested in letting anyone get to know him.

But it isn’t as if he’s something like a tryhard unfriendly jerk without any set reason behind it. To the contrary, there’s a reason for nearly every part of his bad personality, and it all stems back to a troubled childhood that he still hasn’t grown from, simply because he wasn’t given the chance to learn what it means to become a functioning adult.

First born son to a prestigious and wealthy family in Germany, Noiz--or at this time, he would have been known as Wilhelm--was a troubled kid who caused trouble relentlessly. He was impatient due to being in a rich, well-to-do family, and he’d often get into fights with other children. Because he was born with a type of neurological disorder that disallowed his nerves to register any sort of sensation, he didn’t understand what it meant to hurt others. He doesn’t feel pain, and as such, he didn’t understand why other people get upset when they got wounded. Not being able to feel pain, he thought it was normal to go through life completely numb, and therefore couldn’t understand why others got upset when he got rowdy or violent.

Finally, his family got tired of his troublemaking and locked him away inside his own little ‘world’ for years. It was here where his personality grew and was developed in the darkness of his tiny little lonely world. He wasn’t allowed outside, he wasn’t allowed to go to school anymore, and his parents locked him away from everything that he could cause them difficulties through. He learnt true loneliness, and he learnt that he was born to a world that didn’t care about him and didn’t want him. It was in this tiny dark little world that he learnt the only person in the world he had was himself--and that he couldn’t rely on others who existed outside the darkness he grew up in.

Now, as a 19 year old teetering on the edge of adulthood, he’s become someone who excels in being alone--and therefore, doesn’t know how to interact with others. He comes across as cruel and cold, uncaring and extremely bratty. He’s selfish in the way he only does things for himself and his own gains, and he becomes extraordinarily obsessed with anything that causes disruption in his own world: such as when he’s beaten in Rhyme against a player named Aoba with seemingly no experience whatsoever.

He’s brazen and rash, and when something catches his attention he tends to think very little of what others might think or feel when he goes headfirst into it. Breaking into someone elses’ home, disrespecting personal space, stealing on them, spying on them--he’s not against any of these things so long as they’re a mean to his own ends. He claims to have little interest in physical fighting, however, saying that ‘Rib’--(the sort of turf-wars between gangs in the city he resides in)--is boring, and that fistfights are outdated. But that doesn’t mean he’s a bad fighter or that he’s weak, but quite the opposite. Due to his inability to feel pain, he’s been seen to drive forward into fights with little care to the damage he sustains as he says ‘all wounds heal if you just leave them be and forget about them’.
His obsession with Rhyme isn’t singular, nothing like just a fascination for a ‘game’, but it is revealed later that in Rhyme, with the game’s limits set to 0, all players feel the damage they take within it. It’s that pain that he feels when he plays a game--even while he acknowledges it isn’t real--is enough for him to feel like he’s alive and not just ‘some painless monster that feels nothing’. This and of itself reveals a lot about Noiz’ thought processes, and how he has a wish to feel like regular people, and has a lust for experiencing pain and suffering just like others do. He’s so desperate to feel something--even if it’s only within the interface of a videogame

After he reveals to the main character of the series that he lusts after the feeling of pain inside Rhyme, he admits to him that living life ‘without feeling anything’ is incredibly lonely, but without feeling anything he can’t understand others. And as such, he’s lived his life in a way where he has decided it’s easier to be alone--because that way, if he died, no one would miss him. This is a very important point about why he is the way he is--he lives his life recklessly and the way he wants because he doesn’t feel as if he can understand anyone, so he doesn’t try. He doesn’t have a sense of guilt about any of the things he does, because noone but him will be affected by it in the end. He lives his life in a way that even if he were to get seriously injured, he won’t have to feel guilt or a need to be careful because who’s going to care for him?

No one’s ever cared for him, so why should he start now. Living his life selfishly, doing things that only benefit him, and not getting close with anyone--that’s how how he chooses to live, and that’s why he comes across as such a childish, know-it-all brat who doesn’t care about anyone but himself.



AU History:

Noiz’s early years were easy. A child born to a well-to-do family in Qresh, higher-ups in The Company, he had his life set for him. Noiz--or, known as Wilhelm at this time--was first born son and therefore was destined to take over for his father’s position one day. Unfortunately, due to a rare birth defect, he was born with a congenital insensitivity to pain. As a result, Noiz became rowdy and hard to handle, even by his family standards.

Getting injured and causing others--even within the family--becomes standard for the young boy who doesn’t seem to know better, with an increasing loss of what to do about him and his habits becoming a point of contention for the family. A few years later, his mother gives birth to a second son--and the uncertainty to his father’s legacy is no longer thrown into question.

While not the type of people to just throw their firstborn child away, Noiz is instead given over to a caretaker, and taught in the way of mechanics and advanced programming. If the child is too dissonant to learn the way of the Company, then he could at least be squirrelled away and forgotten about, while still doing good for the good of The Nine. Fed and given a place to stay, all Noiz knew was his computers and machines, taught in the ways of hacking, nanotechnology, communications, programming, and engineering by teachers through multiple holoscreens.

At first he hated this new life, a dark existence inside a corner of a world where noone existed and no one cared for him--but after a while the small prison he was confined to became his whole world. Lonely and desperate for human interaction at first, after the years passed, he became used to his little world. He excelled in his studies, nearly faster than anyone in his family outside could have hoped, and after eight years, he became exemplary at building machines, creating and breaking apart data and making both software and hardware do whatever he pleased. His tiny little world became that much larger when he learnt he could escape his tiny room through the screens and keyboards, touchpads and custom UI he built and had access to. He learnt about the outside world and all its factions, all there was to see and know about the Quad and everything that went with it.

But you can only do so much inside a tiny box hidden away from the world. As the days passed to weeks, to months, to years--even seeing the world and knowing how to navigate it from the inside out made him restless. He wanted to see the world that he’d grown attached to from the outside. He was tired of being a prisoner in his dark little world, and he wanted to leave it all behind in order to be out there, where he could find something to occupy his mind and to find a way to feel truly alive.

Capable of highly advanced methods of hacking, data mining, and forcing remote control of weaponized subsystems, Wilhelm managed to not only break out of the tiny world he’d been raised in, but he was able to register himself as a citizen of Westerly and escape from the Quesh to draw out a new life for himself.

Fast-forward to the future and it’s been two years since his escape from his pretentious family and The Company, and he now works as a Warrant Broker and private informant for the RAC. Throwing away the name ‘Wilhelm,’ he now goes by the codename Noiz--and his methods of finding and helping the Killjoys with their warrants are often described as ‘unorthodox and mysterious’. However, he’s never misled a single agent and his information is nearly always accurate and trustworthy, and worth any possible discomfort a Killjoy might have when dealing with him for information. Because of his time spent alone inside his dark little world, his people skills are subpar at best, and his manner of dealing with people can be described as cold and somewhat childish. It’s clear that while he does work for the RAC, he’s strangely in it for his own sense of self-enjoyment.

Rumor has it that there’s been weird blips in nearby tech where he sets up shop, as well--as it’s his hidden secret that he’s been trying to set up a sub-system, or a sort of ‘Game’ in the form of virtual reality fighting in his spare time.


CRAU: No

Original History: Here.


Inventory:
A dozen small rabbit-faced cubes--’Usagimodoki’, or ‘Pseudo Rabbit’, his AllMate. An allmate is a sort of pet-like supercomputer with a personality, capable of speech, its own opinions and decision-making based on AI logic.
A ‘Coil’, a type of all purpose UI that doubles as a cellphone and small computer to check e-mail, text, call and function as a GPS and even to pay for items, sort of like a visa with a built-in chip.


Samples:

And I told you, I’m not invested in small fry, you’ll find. [His voice sounds bored, borderlining on irritation as he taps out a complicated line of coding into his PDD, actively ignoring the buffoon of a man and his equally daft partner who’ve shown up in his home, expectant and boorish. He’s been playing this game for almost two years now, and if there’s something he really hated…
It was when Killjoys showed up on his doorstep, throwing their weight around and acting like he owed them something.

Certainly, his ‘loyalty’ and lot in life was thrown in with the leaderless singularity that was the RAC, but he didn’t need his time and energy wasted on low-level warrants that any informant could take their time to find if they simply opened their eyes and looked.]

What is it… someone throw my name around in a bar? And you thought you’d get a bite of something bigger? [The pair in front of him were allowed to go after level 2 warrants at best, so it was even more annoying for them to be throwing their weight around.]

You’ll take the information I’ve given you, and you’ll use it. I’m not making a treasure map for you. [His head rises from it’s apparent unblinking stare he’d been giving his PDD since this little chat had started. Finally fixing the pair of them with an oddly intense, quiet stare that could damn near pin a man to a wall.] I’m busy… so find your own way out.

Miscellaneous Notes: I can provide more samples if needed.