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Sep. 22nd, 2017 01:34 amName: Kyra
DW username: N/A (I had one but I never used it bc no one wants to read about my boring life and I don't want to write about it.
E-Mail: kyrialis1 at gmail
IM: Dragontoes on Discord
Plurk: mindkittens
Other Characters: None
Character Name: Frank Castle
Series: Daredevil/Punisher/Marvel Netflix
Timeline: End of Daredevil Season 2.
Canon Resource Link: Here it is!
Character History:
Frank Castle has spent almost half his life in the war zones of Iraq and Afghanistan, and he's learned the lessons of the long war. He knows the tactics, the weapons, and the rules of engagement--he's lived them for years, so when he loses his family, fighting a war against their killers becomes his default setting.
When he descends on Hell's Kitchen in his vengeance, he's the most disruptive force they've seen. Even the so-called 'Devil' of Hell's Kitchen suddenly seems a little, well, tame by comparison. Daredevil beats people up; Frank Castle ends them. The power-void left after Wilson Fisk's arrest and imprisonment was violent in the way of organized crime. Frank brings them violence in the way of the military: overwhelming force and firepower.
Frank thinks Daredevil is a 'half-measure'--running around in red jammies punching people doesn't stop them. In his mind, the cops (and Daredevil) are just band aids--they don't fix crime. He intends to. While Murdock thinks of what he does as bringing people to justice, Frank thinks the only justice for killers of innocents is death. Test case: Eliot Grote, street name "Grotto". While Daredevil thought of Grotto as a low-level player in the Kitchen Mafia, someone who could turn his life around, Frank reveals that Grotto not only acted as a hitman for the Irish, but had killed at least one innocent bystander. In Frank's mind, Grotto is tainted and irredeemable: Murdock disagrees, refusing to shoot Grotto even as Grotto sobs a confession.
Even though their methods differ, Frank finds Daredevil the closest thing he has to an ally because, in the end, they're both men with strong senses of justice, driven by something that keeps them going despite everything standing against them.
In Frank's case, one obstacle is the criminal justice system, which views him as a combination of a spree-killer and everything wrong with war-damaged veterans. They can see him as a murderer, or a victim of PTSD, but nothing else. He refuses both labels. To himself, he's a soldier on a mission--a mission to stop the people who killed his family. He doesn't allow excuses, torpedos his own defense lawyers' strategies, and gets sentenced to prison, all for a chance to get another name, another clue, on his mission. Unlike Matt Murdock, Frank has no friends to worry or give him ultimatums, and no public life and reputation he needs to protect.
Or, correction. Frank had one friend--his former commander--who turned out to be the nemesis who'd been trying to clear him off the map since Central Park. Wilson Fisk had never been a friend--sometimes, you make deals with the devil. And that devil had come for his dues--and Frank had won, anyway. And Karen Page didn't count. He'd trusted her, let her into a fragment of his world, and she'd shut the door, told him she never wanted to see him again, that he was dead to her.
So be it. One less thing tying him to humanity. One less thing to worry about. She'd be safe the further she stayed away from him, safe from anyone else with plans to get to the 'Punisher' through her, and safe from whatever collateral damage he seemed to do to anyone in his proximity.
People call him a monster. Or a hero. He doesn't care. He just knows there are more people out there--the trail of those out to get him was long. And he was going to find them all, and kill them all. Not innocents, any of them. They'd all done wrong. They all deserved it. He was just bringing them their dues.
Abilities/Special Powers:
Frank has no super powers or super-abilities. All he has is years of military training, from hand-to-hand combat to range weapons. Which are, actually, pretty good. If he has anything that makes him stand out from the other Marine Force Recon soldiers, it's his sheer determination to survive, long enough to bring retribution.
But, specifically:
* expert marksman
* expert hand-to-hand
* expert at military tactics
Third-Person Sample:
Wonderland. He'd always fucking hated that book--told Maria no fucking way was he going to let his daughter read some story written by a pedo creep like Lewis Carroll.
This was probably some asshole joke from his subconscious, then, punishing him, too, for his failures. Wanted to keep her safe from pervert assholes. Great job you did at that, Frank. Keep her safe from goddam stories; didn't protect her from some real goddam bullets. Father of the goddam year.
That...wasn't going to help. He kept trying to will himself awake, pull himself out of this place, the way he'd come back after they'd pulled the life support.
It didn't work. Nothing was working. For once, Frank Castle didn't have a next move, didn't have a clear direction, didn't have a mission.
Time to go find one, then, he thought, getting up. They could talk about magic all they wanted here, nothing was what it seemed, all that fairytale bullshit. He wasn't buying. Fairytales got you nowhere.
First-Person Sample:
[Frank Castle wasn't a guy who gave a shit if you knew who he was. Still, he'd done enough recon work to know video was a shitty idea--they see your face, sure, but they also can pull all kinds of clues from what's behind you. Fuck, he knew a case where they'd been able to calculate a guy's whereabouts from the angle of the fucking sun coming through his window.
So, yeah, no video for you. He ain't stupid. ]
Queen of Hearts. [He spits the words. Stupid name. Stupid place. ] Hear that's what you call yourself.
[He's...unimpressed. ] I'm callin' you out, bitch. You brought me here?
DW username: N/A (I had one but I never used it bc no one wants to read about my boring life and I don't want to write about it.
E-Mail: kyrialis1 at gmail
IM: Dragontoes on Discord
Plurk: mindkittens
Other Characters: None
Character Name: Frank Castle
Series: Daredevil/Punisher/Marvel Netflix
Timeline: End of Daredevil Season 2.
Canon Resource Link: Here it is!
Character History:
Frank Castle has spent almost half his life in the war zones of Iraq and Afghanistan, and he's learned the lessons of the long war. He knows the tactics, the weapons, and the rules of engagement--he's lived them for years, so when he loses his family, fighting a war against their killers becomes his default setting.
When he descends on Hell's Kitchen in his vengeance, he's the most disruptive force they've seen. Even the so-called 'Devil' of Hell's Kitchen suddenly seems a little, well, tame by comparison. Daredevil beats people up; Frank Castle ends them. The power-void left after Wilson Fisk's arrest and imprisonment was violent in the way of organized crime. Frank brings them violence in the way of the military: overwhelming force and firepower.
Frank thinks Daredevil is a 'half-measure'--running around in red jammies punching people doesn't stop them. In his mind, the cops (and Daredevil) are just band aids--they don't fix crime. He intends to. While Murdock thinks of what he does as bringing people to justice, Frank thinks the only justice for killers of innocents is death. Test case: Eliot Grote, street name "Grotto". While Daredevil thought of Grotto as a low-level player in the Kitchen Mafia, someone who could turn his life around, Frank reveals that Grotto not only acted as a hitman for the Irish, but had killed at least one innocent bystander. In Frank's mind, Grotto is tainted and irredeemable: Murdock disagrees, refusing to shoot Grotto even as Grotto sobs a confession.
Even though their methods differ, Frank finds Daredevil the closest thing he has to an ally because, in the end, they're both men with strong senses of justice, driven by something that keeps them going despite everything standing against them.
In Frank's case, one obstacle is the criminal justice system, which views him as a combination of a spree-killer and everything wrong with war-damaged veterans. They can see him as a murderer, or a victim of PTSD, but nothing else. He refuses both labels. To himself, he's a soldier on a mission--a mission to stop the people who killed his family. He doesn't allow excuses, torpedos his own defense lawyers' strategies, and gets sentenced to prison, all for a chance to get another name, another clue, on his mission. Unlike Matt Murdock, Frank has no friends to worry or give him ultimatums, and no public life and reputation he needs to protect.
Or, correction. Frank had one friend--his former commander--who turned out to be the nemesis who'd been trying to clear him off the map since Central Park. Wilson Fisk had never been a friend--sometimes, you make deals with the devil. And that devil had come for his dues--and Frank had won, anyway. And Karen Page didn't count. He'd trusted her, let her into a fragment of his world, and she'd shut the door, told him she never wanted to see him again, that he was dead to her.
So be it. One less thing tying him to humanity. One less thing to worry about. She'd be safe the further she stayed away from him, safe from anyone else with plans to get to the 'Punisher' through her, and safe from whatever collateral damage he seemed to do to anyone in his proximity.
People call him a monster. Or a hero. He doesn't care. He just knows there are more people out there--the trail of those out to get him was long. And he was going to find them all, and kill them all. Not innocents, any of them. They'd all done wrong. They all deserved it. He was just bringing them their dues.
Abilities/Special Powers:
Frank has no super powers or super-abilities. All he has is years of military training, from hand-to-hand combat to range weapons. Which are, actually, pretty good. If he has anything that makes him stand out from the other Marine Force Recon soldiers, it's his sheer determination to survive, long enough to bring retribution.
But, specifically:
* expert marksman
* expert hand-to-hand
* expert at military tactics
Third-Person Sample:
Wonderland. He'd always fucking hated that book--told Maria no fucking way was he going to let his daughter read some story written by a pedo creep like Lewis Carroll.
This was probably some asshole joke from his subconscious, then, punishing him, too, for his failures. Wanted to keep her safe from pervert assholes. Great job you did at that, Frank. Keep her safe from goddam stories; didn't protect her from some real goddam bullets. Father of the goddam year.
That...wasn't going to help. He kept trying to will himself awake, pull himself out of this place, the way he'd come back after they'd pulled the life support.
It didn't work. Nothing was working. For once, Frank Castle didn't have a next move, didn't have a clear direction, didn't have a mission.
Time to go find one, then, he thought, getting up. They could talk about magic all they wanted here, nothing was what it seemed, all that fairytale bullshit. He wasn't buying. Fairytales got you nowhere.
First-Person Sample:
[Frank Castle wasn't a guy who gave a shit if you knew who he was. Still, he'd done enough recon work to know video was a shitty idea--they see your face, sure, but they also can pull all kinds of clues from what's behind you. Fuck, he knew a case where they'd been able to calculate a guy's whereabouts from the angle of the fucking sun coming through his window.
So, yeah, no video for you. He ain't stupid. ]
Queen of Hearts. [He spits the words. Stupid name. Stupid place. ] Hear that's what you call yourself.
[He's...unimpressed. ] I'm callin' you out, bitch. You brought me here?
You brought me here? [A little louder.]
Now you gotta deal with me!
[Yeah, he's not subtle. Stir the pot, and see what kind of shit floats to the surface. Queen of Hearts? He's callin' you out. ]
