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thegreatmysterio) wrote2022-03-13 12:05 am
thegreatmysterio) wrote2022-03-13 12:05 am
Quentin Beck | MCU | Ryslig App
OOC INFORMATION
Name: InsomniacOwl
Contact: On Discord, at InsomniacOwl#7345
Age: 23
Other Characters: N/A
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Quentin Beck
Age: 39
Canon: MCU, specifically Spider-Man: Far From Home
Canon Point: The end of the London Bridge fight during FFH, where he’s lined up to end Spider-Man rather permanently before the illusion falls apart.
Character Information: Right over here!
Personality: Quentin Beck is… a handful, to say the least. To say the most, he’s just an utter bastard.
One of the first things we learn about him is that he's single-minded, albeit our first brush with it is filtered through a very ‘heroic’ perspective. His focus is entirely dedicated to dealing with the Elementals, and seeing them stopped. But in reality… well. He’s the kind of single-minded that means long-cons, and biding his time for the pay-off. Tony Stark slighted him by renaming his hologram technology BARF, and that apparently haunts him for years after his firing that he wants to overshadow Stark completely by somehow becoming the ‘next Iron Man’. Later he wants a piece of Stark technology called EDITH, and what does he do to get it? He crafts fake Avengers-level threats and a hero to face them with, so he can worm his way into both SHIELD and Spider-Man’s confidences.
When Beck sets himself a goal, the blinders come on and he will refuse to take them off even when that single-mindedness eventually results in his own death. He wants Spider-Man dead by any means necessary, and when EDITH says the drones aren’t firing because he’s in the strike zone? He tells her to fire anyways, and ends up being mortally wounded in the crossfire. Even then that doesn’t change his absolute focus to ruining Spider-Man’s life, even if it’s going to be a postmortem pyrrhic victory of revealing Peter’s identity to the world.
He’s also arrogant and cocky, self-assured in the smuggest way. He doesn’t hesitate to say things like “Never be afraid of being the smartest one in the room,” with no trace of irony, or talk about how “You can be the smartest guy in the room, the most qualified, and no one cares unless you’re flying around with a cape, or shooting lasers from your hands. No one will even listen.” only to then follow it up with a wild grin and say “Well, I’ve got a cape. And lasers.” Even when Beck is quick to point out in the bar reveal scene that Mysterio is not a single man’s accomplishments, but the success of his entire team, it still all comes back to him, and what he has in this game.
He’s the one in the costume, the one with the apparent powers. He’s the one fooling Nick Fury, and accounting for every detail of their plan while everyone else plays oblivious. Why, without him, everything just falls apart, doesn’t it? Beck is the star of the show, and even he’s fallen into the trap of believing his own self-mythology he’s crafted about how slighted, how wronged he was by being insulted by Tony Stark. If he’s not the hero of his own story, the underdog showing those giants what it means to fall, then what is he at all?
Tying into that single-mindedness, and even into his arrogance, Beck is calculating. Every detail matters, from his cape being ironed to the loss of one of a drone’s projector in a fight against Molten Man. He knows that a single mistake could result in the plans for Mysterio falling apart, so what does he do when those plans are threatened?
He plans, and plots, and overnight manages to throw something together to both get Peter Parker out of the way permanently, as well as figure out what loose ends need to be tied up. There is no emotion involved beyond anger, no hesitation as he forces Peter into a nightmarish maze of illusions the next day. There is only lining all his variables up, and watching them fall into place. Even when he’s dying, he still lures Peter into the perfect position to try and kill the teenager by preying on what he knows of Peter’s kind, ‘weak’ nature.
To accompany his calculating nature, he is also rather ruthless. There are no tears being shed when he finds himself ‘forced’ to finish Peter Parker in Berlin via train, no regrets even though he’d once called Peter a ‘poor kid’ and seemed to mildly regret Peter’s involvement. He threatens both adults and children alike without a drop of hesitation via drone, and when a member of his team is shown to be uncomfortable about the damage that could be wrought to London, all he has to say is an easy “More casualties, more coverage.” Body counts don’t matter in the pursuit of his wants, and what he wants is the world, the respect and the renown that the Avengers once had.
…If you haven’t noticed a certain trend to Beck’s behavior already, I’ll state it plain and clear: Beck is ridiculously petty and vengeful, and yes those do go hand in hand. When he puts Peter through the wringer in Berlin, he aims entirely for emotional low blows and gut punches meant to devastate. He takes information Peter shared in confidence about a crush on MJ, his own doubts about being a hero, and goes “Well, time to give this kid a new kind of anxiety.” Part of Beck’s entire drive behind being Mysterio is to entirely shit on Stark’s memory, and outshine him as a ‘hero’. He is a man who lashes out when angry or cornered, and both have earned his ire in a very dangerous way.
Beck is not the most stable of people, if you take all of this into account. He’s driven by petty long-term grudges, and his anger is a dangerous cocktail when mixed with his calculating edge. Once he’s been stripped of his veneer of civility, he’s a bastard who absolutely goes for rubbing salt and lemon juice in the wound. He lashes out at his team in a spur-of-the-moment threat when it looks like their plans could be falling apart, despite the fact that earlier that night in the bar he had been praising them and their efforts. With Peter, he goes overnight from an understanding older hero to a ruthless villain willing to see the teenager be a smeared bug on a metaphorical windshield.
The way that Beck manages to hide all of these quirks of his personality, even the not-so-pretty ones, is the fact that he’s charming. He knows how to talk with people, and gain a grasp on what makes them tick relatively quickly. In Prague, when celebrating his team’s accomplishments, he knows how they tick and how to appeal to them in a way that strokes their own egos so they’ll continue to support him. He knows how to talk with Peter on ‘equal’ footing, and how to present himself as the understanding, supportive figure to Nick Fury’s callous, unapproachable one.
Beck’s charm is what makes him perhaps the most dangerous, because it’s what enables him to operate in plain sight. He’ll use societal norms to his advantage to hide behind, and try to cover up any emotional slips with a pleasant demeanor and a quick, oh-so-earnest apology. He knows how to say the right things in just the right way, so even if he slides in a bit of a verbal jab it sounds friendly rather than insulting. Beck took a verbal potshot at Peter using EDITH all willy-nilly to almost kill a classmate, and played it off of a joke successfully just because he’d already ingratiated himself with Peter using a bit of charm.
Charm goes a long way, and as long as Beck’s anger hasn’t reached a boiling point? He will use it in spades if it enables him to pursue his plans, and get what he wants. Be it information or an object, he will get what he wants even if he has to kill for it.
5-10 Key Character Traits:
- Ruthless
- Calculating
- Unstable
- Arrogant
- Petty
- Vengeful
- Charming
- Single-Minded
Would you prefer a monster that FITS your character’s personality, CONFLICTS with it, EITHER, or opt for 100% RANDOMIZATION? Fits, please!
Opt-Outs: Slime, Goblin, Arachne, Vampire, Merperson, Naga
Roleplay Sample:
- Beck on the TDM
- TDM with Gregory
- TDM with Peter Parker
- Different TDM (Shows his thought process)
—
It’s the work of a few hissed commands through his comm to buy himself time, William manipulating the drones long enough for Beck to get himself back on his feet. He can already feel something hot trailing from the wound on his shoulder, his midsection burning in protest as he draws himself up, but all he has to do is keep pushing.
Push himself through the pain, cling tightly to that ball of molten rage, and keep fucking going. He’s gotten this far, and nothing can stop him now because he is goddamn Mysterio. Parker may be churning through his fucking drones like tissue paper, but he has the upper hand: a support team to maneuver things while he has to keep quiet, and plenty of tricks left in his pocket.
Things click together easily in the agonizingly long breath it takes him to get out of the crossfire, pressing close to the support beams of the walkway as he’s painted invisible. The weight of the gun on his hip is familiar as he slips on the glasses. Parker’s always been an easy mark. Play the wounded bird, draw him in tight. Line up the shot, and-
Well.
An undignified death for the pain in his fucking ass. Manipulate the footage, make sure the kid’s body dropped in just the right way to be less obvious what had happened to him-
Spider-Man, a little megalomaniac unable to live up to what Stark left behind? Mysterio, forced to put him down in order to save the world? Could work.
Beck lets out a shuddering breath as something crashes through the window, fingers shaking as he taps at the monitor on his left forearm. Two active drones. Three projectors online. One set of speakers.
He can make it work.
He slides things into place quickly, the flexibility of EDITH’s system making up for what he can’t make from scratch. A framework spools into place as if it’d always been there, the sprawled limbs, the right cuts and minor wounds to the face. A man partially curled in on himself as he’s dying, like the kid’s uncle, like fucking Stark-
And he waits, as Parker moves closer to Schrodinger's Man on the floor. Alive yet not while echoing Beck’s own shuddering breaths, the blood oozing on out of him. Play the broken bird, pay attention to the little doll, Mr. Parker, soon you won’t have to pay attention to anything at all-
Then a hand clamps down around his wrist right as he fires, and that’s it. Game over as the illusion shatters around him.
Name: InsomniacOwl
Contact: On Discord, at InsomniacOwl#7345
Age: 23
Other Characters: N/A
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Quentin Beck
Age: 39
Canon: MCU, specifically Spider-Man: Far From Home
Canon Point: The end of the London Bridge fight during FFH, where he’s lined up to end Spider-Man rather permanently before the illusion falls apart.
Character Information: Right over here!
Personality: Quentin Beck is… a handful, to say the least. To say the most, he’s just an utter bastard.
One of the first things we learn about him is that he's single-minded, albeit our first brush with it is filtered through a very ‘heroic’ perspective. His focus is entirely dedicated to dealing with the Elementals, and seeing them stopped. But in reality… well. He’s the kind of single-minded that means long-cons, and biding his time for the pay-off. Tony Stark slighted him by renaming his hologram technology BARF, and that apparently haunts him for years after his firing that he wants to overshadow Stark completely by somehow becoming the ‘next Iron Man’. Later he wants a piece of Stark technology called EDITH, and what does he do to get it? He crafts fake Avengers-level threats and a hero to face them with, so he can worm his way into both SHIELD and Spider-Man’s confidences.
When Beck sets himself a goal, the blinders come on and he will refuse to take them off even when that single-mindedness eventually results in his own death. He wants Spider-Man dead by any means necessary, and when EDITH says the drones aren’t firing because he’s in the strike zone? He tells her to fire anyways, and ends up being mortally wounded in the crossfire. Even then that doesn’t change his absolute focus to ruining Spider-Man’s life, even if it’s going to be a postmortem pyrrhic victory of revealing Peter’s identity to the world.
He’s also arrogant and cocky, self-assured in the smuggest way. He doesn’t hesitate to say things like “Never be afraid of being the smartest one in the room,” with no trace of irony, or talk about how “You can be the smartest guy in the room, the most qualified, and no one cares unless you’re flying around with a cape, or shooting lasers from your hands. No one will even listen.” only to then follow it up with a wild grin and say “Well, I’ve got a cape. And lasers.” Even when Beck is quick to point out in the bar reveal scene that Mysterio is not a single man’s accomplishments, but the success of his entire team, it still all comes back to him, and what he has in this game.
He’s the one in the costume, the one with the apparent powers. He’s the one fooling Nick Fury, and accounting for every detail of their plan while everyone else plays oblivious. Why, without him, everything just falls apart, doesn’t it? Beck is the star of the show, and even he’s fallen into the trap of believing his own self-mythology he’s crafted about how slighted, how wronged he was by being insulted by Tony Stark. If he’s not the hero of his own story, the underdog showing those giants what it means to fall, then what is he at all?
Tying into that single-mindedness, and even into his arrogance, Beck is calculating. Every detail matters, from his cape being ironed to the loss of one of a drone’s projector in a fight against Molten Man. He knows that a single mistake could result in the plans for Mysterio falling apart, so what does he do when those plans are threatened?
He plans, and plots, and overnight manages to throw something together to both get Peter Parker out of the way permanently, as well as figure out what loose ends need to be tied up. There is no emotion involved beyond anger, no hesitation as he forces Peter into a nightmarish maze of illusions the next day. There is only lining all his variables up, and watching them fall into place. Even when he’s dying, he still lures Peter into the perfect position to try and kill the teenager by preying on what he knows of Peter’s kind, ‘weak’ nature.
To accompany his calculating nature, he is also rather ruthless. There are no tears being shed when he finds himself ‘forced’ to finish Peter Parker in Berlin via train, no regrets even though he’d once called Peter a ‘poor kid’ and seemed to mildly regret Peter’s involvement. He threatens both adults and children alike without a drop of hesitation via drone, and when a member of his team is shown to be uncomfortable about the damage that could be wrought to London, all he has to say is an easy “More casualties, more coverage.” Body counts don’t matter in the pursuit of his wants, and what he wants is the world, the respect and the renown that the Avengers once had.
…If you haven’t noticed a certain trend to Beck’s behavior already, I’ll state it plain and clear: Beck is ridiculously petty and vengeful, and yes those do go hand in hand. When he puts Peter through the wringer in Berlin, he aims entirely for emotional low blows and gut punches meant to devastate. He takes information Peter shared in confidence about a crush on MJ, his own doubts about being a hero, and goes “Well, time to give this kid a new kind of anxiety.” Part of Beck’s entire drive behind being Mysterio is to entirely shit on Stark’s memory, and outshine him as a ‘hero’. He is a man who lashes out when angry or cornered, and both have earned his ire in a very dangerous way.
Beck is not the most stable of people, if you take all of this into account. He’s driven by petty long-term grudges, and his anger is a dangerous cocktail when mixed with his calculating edge. Once he’s been stripped of his veneer of civility, he’s a bastard who absolutely goes for rubbing salt and lemon juice in the wound. He lashes out at his team in a spur-of-the-moment threat when it looks like their plans could be falling apart, despite the fact that earlier that night in the bar he had been praising them and their efforts. With Peter, he goes overnight from an understanding older hero to a ruthless villain willing to see the teenager be a smeared bug on a metaphorical windshield.
The way that Beck manages to hide all of these quirks of his personality, even the not-so-pretty ones, is the fact that he’s charming. He knows how to talk with people, and gain a grasp on what makes them tick relatively quickly. In Prague, when celebrating his team’s accomplishments, he knows how they tick and how to appeal to them in a way that strokes their own egos so they’ll continue to support him. He knows how to talk with Peter on ‘equal’ footing, and how to present himself as the understanding, supportive figure to Nick Fury’s callous, unapproachable one.
Beck’s charm is what makes him perhaps the most dangerous, because it’s what enables him to operate in plain sight. He’ll use societal norms to his advantage to hide behind, and try to cover up any emotional slips with a pleasant demeanor and a quick, oh-so-earnest apology. He knows how to say the right things in just the right way, so even if he slides in a bit of a verbal jab it sounds friendly rather than insulting. Beck took a verbal potshot at Peter using EDITH all willy-nilly to almost kill a classmate, and played it off of a joke successfully just because he’d already ingratiated himself with Peter using a bit of charm.
Charm goes a long way, and as long as Beck’s anger hasn’t reached a boiling point? He will use it in spades if it enables him to pursue his plans, and get what he wants. Be it information or an object, he will get what he wants even if he has to kill for it.
5-10 Key Character Traits:
- Ruthless
- Calculating
- Unstable
- Arrogant
- Petty
- Vengeful
- Charming
- Single-Minded
Would you prefer a monster that FITS your character’s personality, CONFLICTS with it, EITHER, or opt for 100% RANDOMIZATION? Fits, please!
Opt-Outs: Slime, Goblin, Arachne, Vampire, Merperson, Naga
Roleplay Sample:
- Beck on the TDM
- TDM with Gregory
- TDM with Peter Parker
- Different TDM (Shows his thought process)
—
It’s the work of a few hissed commands through his comm to buy himself time, William manipulating the drones long enough for Beck to get himself back on his feet. He can already feel something hot trailing from the wound on his shoulder, his midsection burning in protest as he draws himself up, but all he has to do is keep pushing.
Push himself through the pain, cling tightly to that ball of molten rage, and keep fucking going. He’s gotten this far, and nothing can stop him now because he is goddamn Mysterio. Parker may be churning through his fucking drones like tissue paper, but he has the upper hand: a support team to maneuver things while he has to keep quiet, and plenty of tricks left in his pocket.
Things click together easily in the agonizingly long breath it takes him to get out of the crossfire, pressing close to the support beams of the walkway as he’s painted invisible. The weight of the gun on his hip is familiar as he slips on the glasses. Parker’s always been an easy mark. Play the wounded bird, draw him in tight. Line up the shot, and-
Well.
An undignified death for the pain in his fucking ass. Manipulate the footage, make sure the kid’s body dropped in just the right way to be less obvious what had happened to him-
Spider-Man, a little megalomaniac unable to live up to what Stark left behind? Mysterio, forced to put him down in order to save the world? Could work.
Beck lets out a shuddering breath as something crashes through the window, fingers shaking as he taps at the monitor on his left forearm. Two active drones. Three projectors online. One set of speakers.
He can make it work.
He slides things into place quickly, the flexibility of EDITH’s system making up for what he can’t make from scratch. A framework spools into place as if it’d always been there, the sprawled limbs, the right cuts and minor wounds to the face. A man partially curled in on himself as he’s dying, like the kid’s uncle, like fucking Stark-
And he waits, as Parker moves closer to Schrodinger's Man on the floor. Alive yet not while echoing Beck’s own shuddering breaths, the blood oozing on out of him. Play the broken bird, pay attention to the little doll, Mr. Parker, soon you won’t have to pay attention to anything at all-
Then a hand clamps down around his wrist right as he fires, and that’s it. Game over as the illusion shatters around him.