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freedrinkplease[nick / name]: Kat
[personal LJ/DW name]: lj is perfect_gold, no DW journal yet!
[other characters currently played]: N/A
[e-mail]: visions.in.my.head@gmail.com
[AIM / messenger]: sugikat
[series]: Disco Pigs
[character]: Pig / Darren Cotter
[character history / background]: wiki link.
[character abilities]: Pig is, upon first appearance, a normal 17 year old. He's a little on the scrawny side and doesn't have much give to him, but he's quick and stubborn in a fight if need be and isn't afraid of using his environment if worse comes to worse.
What is notable, though, is his connection with Runt. While not technically twins, they do share a link due to being born at the same time and living next door to each other all their lives. Like some studies on actual twins have shown, Pig is able to sense when Runt is nearby or upset about something. It's an intense, near-psychic empathy they share with each other, and while they can't read each other's minds they can come awfully close--so much so they're able to talk to each other in an odd, chipped language reminiscent of baby-talk, and understand what each other is saying.
[character personality]: There is no Pig without Runt. That's the plain and simple fact--Pig's entire life revolves around the world he and Runt have made. So much so that the 'outside' world, the one away from their child-like fantasy where they're the King and Queen, doesn't exist. Pig shuts out everything he doesn't want to deal with, or can't cope with. Unfortunately, that's a lot. He has a tendency to simply act like people don't exist if they don't comply to his own version of how he views the world, which is very narrow.
The only other person allowed inside his head is Runt--Pig worships Runt, adores her, and would (and has) done anything for her. They're not just best friends, they have a higher connection than that. Being born in the same place around the same time and living next door to each other, seeing each other every day (with the exception of Runt getting locked in a car and not coming home for a week), they've never left each other's side. They've seen no need to grow up, either, instead remaining in their own fantasy and staying there.
Pig hasn't grown up properly, if at all. He retains a toddler-like look at everything, with everything being completely black and white with absolutely no gray. The only person he's concerned with is Runt, even going so far as to ignore himself. When Runt's father locked her in the trunk of the wrong car when they were young and the car drove away, Pig shut down entirely: he waited for Runt at the curb every day for an entire week and refused to go inside, leaving his mother to feed him while he stood and waited. Later on in the film when Pig decides to track Runt when she's been shipped to a vocational institute, he isn't even aware he walks straight into traffic.
It's well established that Pig is never without Runt aside from these two exceptions, and as a result he's overzealous and overprotective when it comes to protecting her to those that he deems a threat--which, unfortunately, is everyone from her drunken father to the poor classmate that catches her eye. He's known to start fights (and end them) when someone kisses her in the club or even looks at her in a way Pig deems as 'insulting.'
Because he's closed off to the world, Pig is quite an eccentric character. At first glance he seems almost simple, and it shows in his body language: his hunched, shuffling posture to his toddler-like speech make it evident that Pig wants nothing to do with anyone. He comes across as intimidating, if only because it's easy to see that perhaps there's something not quite right about him at first glance. Once something grabs his attention (though it's very rare it's nothing to do with Runt) he zooms in on it. He has tunnel vision, seemingly viewing the world with blinkers on especially when he becomes enthused. That's when he comes to life.
On the subject of Runt (or just talking to runt), Pig's personality changes radically. He's the more talkative of the two and is most likely to take charge, full of energy buzzing just below the exterior. Despite his slouched walk and the way he shuffles his feet from time to time, he's tightly wound and extremely uncomfortable when he's forced out of his and Runt's world. It's a constant nervousness filled with resentment towards those pulling him out of his fantasy.
At times, he'll act out on this rage--especially when Runt is threatened or hurt. He cares little for the property of others, the safety of others, or even the life of others--he lives by his own rules, quite literally, and has been known to waltz into liquor stores with Runt in tow and take drinks and money from the till and rough up anyone who disagrees.
When something does interfere with the two, Pig flies off the handle. Anything from killing Runt's father's birds to destroying an entire liquor store with a baseball bat is fair game because Pig is determined not to let anyone get in their way. When he breaks down like this it either results in extreme violence (if he's in the company of others), or a complete depressive episode. He's known for talking to himself as well, especially if he's trying to figure something out or he's in a particularly dark state of mind. These mood swings have picked up with a few recent discoveries. It's almost Pig and Runt's seventeenth birthday when the film starts, and Pig's starting to notice Runt in a different, romantic way. Similarily, Runt is beginning to have a more spiritual side to her that Pig just doesn't understand. He's desperate and stubborn, hoping his world won't collapse around him, and clings needily to the fact that Runt will always be with him, no matter the circumstances.
Runt and Pig have dubbed themselves King and Queen in their world, and Pig is obsessed with finding their 'Palace,' where they really don't have to listen to anyone. He's constantly thinking about their lives as a story, concocting their next step and telling the very few he trusts. He's a big dreamer, but has a hard time telling the real world with the one he's fabricated apart in terms of boundaries and rules.
[point in timeline you're picking your character from]: this scene, when Pig and Runt are at a nightclub called the Palace on their 17th birthday. Pig is just about to realize his childhood friend is realizing there's more to the world then just them.
[journal post]:
[It's evident on Pig's face--rather how he doesn't look up--that he's in his own world. Distant. ]There we be. Pig and Runt. Warm like. Drinky drinky and I says "Happy Birthday, Runt!" And she? She smiles.
She smile and it's the most beautiful thing the world has ever seen. The whole room lights up with that smile. And Pig, he a good boy. He know. He always know. Runt be smiling wrong. Runt not telling Pig something, but he such a good boy he smile back and take a drink.
[ There's a bit of a laugh but there's absolutely no humour in it. ]
But now where Pig, eh? Where Pig? No club, no fucking Runt. No Runt--No Runt.
Just.... Pig.
[third person / log sample]: It's moments like this Pig likes. Where it's just the two of them. They're not alone anymore, even though they're in different houses in different rooms.
He bolts his bedroom door and grabs a marker, licking his lips in anticipation as he marks off one more day closer to the most important in the entire universe. Soon, Pig will be seventeen. And he knows even if he can't actually see it: Runt has bolted her own door, crossed off another day in this boring old world.
Runt's meant for so much more, he thinks, and he the thought that maybe he's not in the equation doesn't even cross his mind. Not when he's too busy doing his nightly routine. The sound of the TV downstairs doesn't bother him, doesn't penetrate through his one-track mind. It's on a constant loop, an endless repeat of Pig-and-Runt-and-Runt-and-Pig. The only words that matter to him and the only words that ever will.
It takes him the same amount of time it always does to change into his pajama pants, to slide into bed and pull the covers over him. He sleeps like he has since he was a baby, on his back and tucked in warm and tight. Something's not right, though, there's an itch he can't quite scratch, there's a part of him that's not quite complete.
He knows what it is: there's a smile on his face as he leans towards his wall, lifting up a poster where he's cut and pasted pictures of him and Runt over things like The Pope and Marilyn Monroe. One well placed thumbtack, and his smile widens.
There's a hole. One that goes right through the apartment, a craggy piece that Ping and Runt have been chipping away at ever since they were 5. It goes right through Runt's house, too, her bed pushed right against the wall like his was. He makes sure he's as comfortable as he can before sticking his arm through and he doesn't wait long before he can feel Runt's smaller hand brush up against his. He clasps it, firmly, and makes the same promise he makes everyday: he would be there for her, no matter what.
They spend only a few moments like this before Runt speaks up, but to them it's like hours swimming in each other's head. When the words are uttered, it's not jarring at all--Runt's voice is like gentle, calming waves to Pig's ears.
"What's the colour of love, Pig?"
And Pig doesn't miss a beat: "What sort of love, love?"
[personal LJ/DW name]: lj is perfect_gold, no DW journal yet!
[other characters currently played]: N/A
[e-mail]: visions.in.my.head@gmail.com
[AIM / messenger]: sugikat
[series]: Disco Pigs
[character]: Pig / Darren Cotter
[character history / background]: wiki link.
[character abilities]: Pig is, upon first appearance, a normal 17 year old. He's a little on the scrawny side and doesn't have much give to him, but he's quick and stubborn in a fight if need be and isn't afraid of using his environment if worse comes to worse.
What is notable, though, is his connection with Runt. While not technically twins, they do share a link due to being born at the same time and living next door to each other all their lives. Like some studies on actual twins have shown, Pig is able to sense when Runt is nearby or upset about something. It's an intense, near-psychic empathy they share with each other, and while they can't read each other's minds they can come awfully close--so much so they're able to talk to each other in an odd, chipped language reminiscent of baby-talk, and understand what each other is saying.
[character personality]: There is no Pig without Runt. That's the plain and simple fact--Pig's entire life revolves around the world he and Runt have made. So much so that the 'outside' world, the one away from their child-like fantasy where they're the King and Queen, doesn't exist. Pig shuts out everything he doesn't want to deal with, or can't cope with. Unfortunately, that's a lot. He has a tendency to simply act like people don't exist if they don't comply to his own version of how he views the world, which is very narrow.
The only other person allowed inside his head is Runt--Pig worships Runt, adores her, and would (and has) done anything for her. They're not just best friends, they have a higher connection than that. Being born in the same place around the same time and living next door to each other, seeing each other every day (with the exception of Runt getting locked in a car and not coming home for a week), they've never left each other's side. They've seen no need to grow up, either, instead remaining in their own fantasy and staying there.
Pig hasn't grown up properly, if at all. He retains a toddler-like look at everything, with everything being completely black and white with absolutely no gray. The only person he's concerned with is Runt, even going so far as to ignore himself. When Runt's father locked her in the trunk of the wrong car when they were young and the car drove away, Pig shut down entirely: he waited for Runt at the curb every day for an entire week and refused to go inside, leaving his mother to feed him while he stood and waited. Later on in the film when Pig decides to track Runt when she's been shipped to a vocational institute, he isn't even aware he walks straight into traffic.
It's well established that Pig is never without Runt aside from these two exceptions, and as a result he's overzealous and overprotective when it comes to protecting her to those that he deems a threat--which, unfortunately, is everyone from her drunken father to the poor classmate that catches her eye. He's known to start fights (and end them) when someone kisses her in the club or even looks at her in a way Pig deems as 'insulting.'
Because he's closed off to the world, Pig is quite an eccentric character. At first glance he seems almost simple, and it shows in his body language: his hunched, shuffling posture to his toddler-like speech make it evident that Pig wants nothing to do with anyone. He comes across as intimidating, if only because it's easy to see that perhaps there's something not quite right about him at first glance. Once something grabs his attention (though it's very rare it's nothing to do with Runt) he zooms in on it. He has tunnel vision, seemingly viewing the world with blinkers on especially when he becomes enthused. That's when he comes to life.
On the subject of Runt (or just talking to runt), Pig's personality changes radically. He's the more talkative of the two and is most likely to take charge, full of energy buzzing just below the exterior. Despite his slouched walk and the way he shuffles his feet from time to time, he's tightly wound and extremely uncomfortable when he's forced out of his and Runt's world. It's a constant nervousness filled with resentment towards those pulling him out of his fantasy.
At times, he'll act out on this rage--especially when Runt is threatened or hurt. He cares little for the property of others, the safety of others, or even the life of others--he lives by his own rules, quite literally, and has been known to waltz into liquor stores with Runt in tow and take drinks and money from the till and rough up anyone who disagrees.
When something does interfere with the two, Pig flies off the handle. Anything from killing Runt's father's birds to destroying an entire liquor store with a baseball bat is fair game because Pig is determined not to let anyone get in their way. When he breaks down like this it either results in extreme violence (if he's in the company of others), or a complete depressive episode. He's known for talking to himself as well, especially if he's trying to figure something out or he's in a particularly dark state of mind. These mood swings have picked up with a few recent discoveries. It's almost Pig and Runt's seventeenth birthday when the film starts, and Pig's starting to notice Runt in a different, romantic way. Similarily, Runt is beginning to have a more spiritual side to her that Pig just doesn't understand. He's desperate and stubborn, hoping his world won't collapse around him, and clings needily to the fact that Runt will always be with him, no matter the circumstances.
Runt and Pig have dubbed themselves King and Queen in their world, and Pig is obsessed with finding their 'Palace,' where they really don't have to listen to anyone. He's constantly thinking about their lives as a story, concocting their next step and telling the very few he trusts. He's a big dreamer, but has a hard time telling the real world with the one he's fabricated apart in terms of boundaries and rules.
[point in timeline you're picking your character from]: this scene, when Pig and Runt are at a nightclub called the Palace on their 17th birthday. Pig is just about to realize his childhood friend is realizing there's more to the world then just them.
[journal post]:
[It's evident on Pig's face--rather how he doesn't look up--that he's in his own world. Distant. ]There we be. Pig and Runt. Warm like. Drinky drinky and I says "Happy Birthday, Runt!" And she? She smiles.
She smile and it's the most beautiful thing the world has ever seen. The whole room lights up with that smile. And Pig, he a good boy. He know. He always know. Runt be smiling wrong. Runt not telling Pig something, but he such a good boy he smile back and take a drink.
[ There's a bit of a laugh but there's absolutely no humour in it. ]
But now where Pig, eh? Where Pig? No club, no fucking Runt. No Runt--No Runt.
Just.... Pig.
[third person / log sample]: It's moments like this Pig likes. Where it's just the two of them. They're not alone anymore, even though they're in different houses in different rooms.
He bolts his bedroom door and grabs a marker, licking his lips in anticipation as he marks off one more day closer to the most important in the entire universe. Soon, Pig will be seventeen. And he knows even if he can't actually see it: Runt has bolted her own door, crossed off another day in this boring old world.
Runt's meant for so much more, he thinks, and he the thought that maybe he's not in the equation doesn't even cross his mind. Not when he's too busy doing his nightly routine. The sound of the TV downstairs doesn't bother him, doesn't penetrate through his one-track mind. It's on a constant loop, an endless repeat of Pig-and-Runt-and-Runt-and-Pig. The only words that matter to him and the only words that ever will.
It takes him the same amount of time it always does to change into his pajama pants, to slide into bed and pull the covers over him. He sleeps like he has since he was a baby, on his back and tucked in warm and tight. Something's not right, though, there's an itch he can't quite scratch, there's a part of him that's not quite complete.
He knows what it is: there's a smile on his face as he leans towards his wall, lifting up a poster where he's cut and pasted pictures of him and Runt over things like The Pope and Marilyn Monroe. One well placed thumbtack, and his smile widens.
There's a hole. One that goes right through the apartment, a craggy piece that Ping and Runt have been chipping away at ever since they were 5. It goes right through Runt's house, too, her bed pushed right against the wall like his was. He makes sure he's as comfortable as he can before sticking his arm through and he doesn't wait long before he can feel Runt's smaller hand brush up against his. He clasps it, firmly, and makes the same promise he makes everyday: he would be there for her, no matter what.
They spend only a few moments like this before Runt speaks up, but to them it's like hours swimming in each other's head. When the words are uttered, it's not jarring at all--Runt's voice is like gentle, calming waves to Pig's ears.
"What's the colour of love, Pig?"
And Pig doesn't miss a beat: "What sort of love, love?"
