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Mar. 28th, 2008
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Mar. 28th, 2008 02:48 pm[AU set-up for David if he gets accepted to convergencerpg. Just so I have it somewhere.]
David crawled out of Hel. Well, techinically, he crawled out of Helheim and he didn't crawl so much as get dragged kicking and screaming, but by the end of it he was crawling. Helheim wasn't a fun place, and Hel is a bitch to deal with, but we're getting away from the heart of the matter a bit. And the heart of the matter is actually a rather long story, so sit back and relax, cuz this is gonna take some time.
Here's the deal: when David was sixteen, his late psycho witch of a girlfriend decided to drag him and a couple other people he knew into this alternate dimension called Everworld, where chaos and fatalism reigned supreme, inbreeding was the latest fad, and the gods were the end all and be all. You heard that right -- gods. And yes, he does mean the pagan gods of lore -- every one from Zeus to Loki, all quarrellings like two year-olds and over what they should do about the big bad Ka Anor. David thought that they should probably, ya know, maybe stand and fight a bit, but that wasn't going over so well with the general Parthenon, and they -- well, Athena, since she was the only god who would take the time to pull her head out of her ass (they called her the goddess of wisdom for a reason) -- decided they needed a champion. And guess who stood up and volunteered?
That's right -- David. After all, she was going to give him a sword, and he was going to join the Marines anyway. Why not just deal with it now? Long story short Senna (the psycho bitch) winds up dying at the hands of her half-sister, and David, April, Jalil and Christopher, all wind up stranded in Everworld with Senna's army of machine gun toting Nazis, while everyone else is equipped with swords and catapults. Yeah -- they all really love her for that one.
And that was twelve years ago (and the end of canon).
Now it was always rumored that there was a way out of Everworld through the gates of Helheim, but David hadn't really put much stock into that. He was too busy fighting his war and making sure his army (stocked with swords and whatever heavy artillery they could get their hands on) got out of wherever they needed to go alive. But once the war started to get more and more obvious that that wasn't necessarily going to happen, April Jalil and Christopher wanted their way out. Which is when David's kicking and screaming started. He was not going to abandon his army. Not then, and not ever.
He was, however, outvoted. As the world exploded around them, the four of them made a hasty retreat out through the tunnels of Helheim, which are seriously no picnic. Hel doesn't exactly run a vacation joint.
Anyway, that's all old news. David's now holed up in Chicago, working as personal security for whoever is looking to hire him. He's probably the only person in Chicago who carries a sword, and gets a lot of weird looks for it, but it reminds him of who he was, and who he abandoned (cuz yeah, he broods like that). He's also probably the only person in Chicago who's over the age of twenty one, has had a shittastic life and isn't drinking himself to death, but those are his demons to deal with, and he's not going to let anyone tell him how to do it otherwise.
He hasn't talked to any of the other three since they arrived back in the real world, because he still resents them for dragging him out. However, if the end of the world is gonna happen, he's gonna definitely look them up, mostly because he really doesn't trust anyone else not to stab him in the back.
convergencerpg. Just so I have it somewhere.]David crawled out of Hel. Well, techinically, he crawled out of Helheim and he didn't crawl so much as get dragged kicking and screaming, but by the end of it he was crawling. Helheim wasn't a fun place, and Hel is a bitch to deal with, but we're getting away from the heart of the matter a bit. And the heart of the matter is actually a rather long story, so sit back and relax, cuz this is gonna take some time.
Here's the deal: when David was sixteen, his late psycho witch of a girlfriend decided to drag him and a couple other people he knew into this alternate dimension called Everworld, where chaos and fatalism reigned supreme, inbreeding was the latest fad, and the gods were the end all and be all. You heard that right -- gods. And yes, he does mean the pagan gods of lore -- every one from Zeus to Loki, all quarrellings like two year-olds and over what they should do about the big bad Ka Anor. David thought that they should probably, ya know, maybe stand and fight a bit, but that wasn't going over so well with the general Parthenon, and they -- well, Athena, since she was the only god who would take the time to pull her head out of her ass (they called her the goddess of wisdom for a reason) -- decided they needed a champion. And guess who stood up and volunteered?
That's right -- David. After all, she was going to give him a sword, and he was going to join the Marines anyway. Why not just deal with it now? Long story short Senna (the psycho bitch) winds up dying at the hands of her half-sister, and David, April, Jalil and Christopher, all wind up stranded in Everworld with Senna's army of machine gun toting Nazis, while everyone else is equipped with swords and catapults. Yeah -- they all really love her for that one.
And that was twelve years ago (and the end of canon).
Now it was always rumored that there was a way out of Everworld through the gates of Helheim, but David hadn't really put much stock into that. He was too busy fighting his war and making sure his army (stocked with swords and whatever heavy artillery they could get their hands on) got out of wherever they needed to go alive. But once the war started to get more and more obvious that that wasn't necessarily going to happen, April Jalil and Christopher wanted their way out. Which is when David's kicking and screaming started. He was not going to abandon his army. Not then, and not ever.
He was, however, outvoted. As the world exploded around them, the four of them made a hasty retreat out through the tunnels of Helheim, which are seriously no picnic. Hel doesn't exactly run a vacation joint.
Anyway, that's all old news. David's now holed up in Chicago, working as personal security for whoever is looking to hire him. He's probably the only person in Chicago who carries a sword, and gets a lot of weird looks for it, but it reminds him of who he was, and who he abandoned (cuz yeah, he broods like that). He's also probably the only person in Chicago who's over the age of twenty one, has had a shittastic life and isn't drinking himself to death, but those are his demons to deal with, and he's not going to let anyone tell him how to do it otherwise.
He hasn't talked to any of the other three since they arrived back in the real world, because he still resents them for dragging him out. However, if the end of the world is gonna happen, he's gonna definitely look them up, mostly because he really doesn't trust anyone else not to stab him in the back.