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PLAYER INFORMATION
Name/Nickname: Dragon or DD5150
AIM/E-mail/Contact: dragondancer5150@yahoo.com
LJ: http://dragondancer515.livejournal.com/


CHARACTER INFORMATION
Canon Character and Series: Ognian (“Oggie”), Girl Genius
In-Game Name: Luke Tiberius Ognian…but all he really remembers any more is the “Ognian” part – he usually just goes by Oggie
Age: he’s not sure, doesn’t remember exactly (doesn’t really care), but somewhere a little over 300 years, just a bit younger than Dimo – though he looks and acts like someone in his teens to 20s
Gender: Male
Position & Ship: Cabin boy, 4423

Appearance: As a Jäger, Oggie’s fairly typical of his race, though more “normally” colored than most. He has a shaggy mop of short, flaxen-blond hair, peach skin, pointed ears, light brown eyes, and a wide mouth that can stretch into an alarmingly-large, feral grin full of long, sharp fangs – it’s debatable which is scarier, getting that grin when he’s looking forward to a battle, when he’s being friendly, or when he’s about to do something silly that he honestly thinks is a good idea at the time. Claws tip his fingers, as well as his toes – two toes on each large, bare foot, with two separate claws apiece. He also has a long, tightly-curled horn – only one, on the left side of his head.

His clothes are fairly simple – a low-cut, brown waistcoat and beige breeches, over which he wears a long, darker tan trenchcoat with fur lining the collar and down the lapels. No shoes – again, he’s got really big feet, and the soles are tough enough he doesn’t really need shoes anyway. Oh! And a hat...yes, he has a hat. A very nice hat! A tall, narrow, fez-like hat the same tan as his clothes, sans tassel, with the Jägerkin regiment crest on the front over three, horizontal red ribbon-stripes. He’s very proud of his hat, and has had it for a very long time now. He also wears a necklace that he never takes off, a round yellow pendent framed in a silver setting.

Personality: Oggie is no different than the rest of his kin in terms of battle lust and ruthlessness in a fight – if it’s opposing him, it will go down. Period. And he’ll enjoy the task. He truly loves a good fight just as much as any other Jäger (often even in a kid-on-a-playground sort of way – “voo-hoo!!” He’s having fun! Aren’t you?), and he’ll not hesitate to do what must be done, regardless of the consequences. Well, unless it involves children…

As an individual, however, Oggie is . . . special. While many of his kin can be as excitable and maybe-not-so-bright as he is, he has an additional . . . almost childlike quality to him, an odd sort of innocence untarnished even by the fact that he can be an unhesitating killer. The thrill of battle is completely without any real malice (as, in fact, is true of most of his kind – it’s just what they were created for), and he can turn from killing an opponent to offering a little girl her toy back that she dropped – and with a genuine, delighted grin at that. He is, on the surface, one of the most cheerful and carefree Jägers one might ever meet, though he can certainly sober up and buckle down to a problem at hand as needed, too. He’s also more emotional and demonstrative than most of his kind, more prone to cry in grief or hurt or bounce around in outward joy and glomp onto someone for a big hug. Oggie definitely fills the role of “kid brother” among his closest companions: himself, Dimo, Maxim, and Jenka. His Jäger family (both in terms of his immediate companions and the Jägerkin in general) is everything to him.

They’ve never abandoned him as a “burden”…

Oggie might not be the brightest crayon in the box, but he can be surprisingly observant and even wise in his own way on occasion, and more often than not, a “stupid stunt” that he pulls actually has a very good reason behind it. He never does anything randomly, though it may seem like it at the time. He openly cares a lot about his companions, Jäger and human alike – no, despite old and buried abandonment issues with his original family, he doesn’t truly blame them, and has nothing personal against humans at large. He is often the first to note if someone is injured (and will call them out if he thinks they’re “rhino-hiding”), and will act to take care of them. And let’s not forget the lovably, playfully lecherous side of him. Another trait he shares with many (all?) of his kind is that he’s quite the ladies’ man. No, really, just ask him! Jägerkin are irresistible to “de vimmins” – and no, they’re not self-deluded; they really, honestly believe this. Although . . . in Oggie’s case at least, he’s been successful at least once in the past. (Yeah, that thought kinda scares me too LOL) He really, genuinely does love babies and children, though. He also loves and has a great appreciation for hats of any and all kinds, but then, what proper Jäger doesn’t?

History: Luke Tiberius was the middle child and second son of the Ognians, a relatively well-to-do family outside of Colvus. The boy was something of a disgrace to his parents however, being born with a moderate retardation. He was a very slow learner and would likely always retain a childlike quality even into adulthood. In frustration, he was more or less dropped on the family of a farmer who worked land owned by the Ognians . . . until the day those lands were overrun and claimed by the Heterodynes of Mechanicsburg, a city between Colvus and the edge of the Badlands. Luke had been fifteen. The powerful Heterodyne family was also conscripting recruits into its personal army from the families occupying their new lands in return for being allowed to retain their homes. Rather than lose their precious, more valuable first-born, the Ognians happily threw young Luke to the Heterodyne wolves.

Luke never resented his parents outright, but it took him a long time to get over the hurt of what felt like a betrayal – he’d been unwanted from the start, though, and in his heart he knew it even from a very early age when he had first gone to live with the farmer’s family. Still, military life wasn’t so bad, and Luke’s amiable personality, fierce loyalty to those who won his trust (not a hard thing to do, actually), and raw, brute strength gained him many friends. He was also the butt of many jokes and tricks due to his naiveté and gullibility (and his need to be accepted), but as pranking and hazing were explained to him to be a common thing that friends did to their buddies, he bore the brunt of it with a happy grin. He didn’t have to always like it, so long as it meant he had friends. Because military people tend to be called by their last names, the young man soon all but forgot his given name, eventually responding to just “Ognian,” or “Oggie” as his buddies dubbed him.

From early on, Oggie was assigned to a unit headed by Drill Sergeant Dietmar “Dimo” Tatarescu, who took the lost teenager under wing and taught him the ways of military life, even encouraging the boy, on his inherent compassion and need to care for and be useful to those around him, to find his niche in combat medicine and become the unit’s field medic. Several years passed in . . . well, most people might not consider it a good thing, preferring phrases such as “relative peace,” but to be honest, “peace” was the last thing anyone in the Heterodynes’ army got…or necessarily wanted. Oggie found that he liked fighting, liked the feeling of accomplishment as well as the camaraderie of achieving that accomplishment as part of a regiment, somewhere he felt he belonged – with a group of people who actively wanted him and didn’t just put up with his presence among them (for the most part).

Then one day, his “big brother” figure, Dimo, was gone. Dimo’s parents had died and he had left the military to take over the family business – or figure out who he was going to hand it over to, one of the two. It was some time before Oggie saw him again . . . and didn’t at first recognize him when he did! Dimo had returned to the army only to become a Jäger, one of the special super-soldier monsters created by a mad-science-spawned Hyde-ian brew called Jägerdraft. The Jägerkin, or Jägermonsters as others called them (not without reason), were the elite of the Heterodyne forces, and once more Oggie feared he’d been left behind by someone he’d looked up to.

Such was not to prove to be the case, however . . . even if it did stem from a miscommunication. Dimo had been working once more on and off with his old unit on occasion, and one day had Oggie tagging along to help him with things when one of his superiors called for him. Distracted with the much more pleasurable task of extracting information out of a discovered spy in the ranks, Dimo sent Oggie to go see what the guy wanted. What Dimo didn’t remember at first was why his superior had been trying to get his attention – he had been supposed to go through the regiment for candidates for the next round of Jäger transformations. By the time Dimo realized his mistake, he could only stand by Oggie’s bed in the infirmary, keeping vigil over his young friend’s torment and hoping the boy survived the process. Only about one in ten to twelve people did, after all, the rest dying horrific, torturous deaths, falling into hysterical insanity, or suffering such agonizing deformities that they beg to be killed.

Thankfully, Oggie proved to be one of the hardy top few percent, and he gained quite a bit in the process. He was even stronger than before, as well as faster, and with heightened senses. It had another, unforeseen benefit to him as well. Whereas the process was notorious for dulling the mental acuities of its survivors, among other things, it was also known to be unpredictable . . . and in this case, proved to have a fortuitous mutant effect – it actually cured some of Oggie’s retardation, if not all of it, and he remained innocent and childlike even in spite of gaining the more well-known Jäger traits.

Now a full-fledged Jäger like Dimo, when the other was reassigned back to his normal duties, Oggie was transferred with him, where he met other Jägerkin, most notably Dimo’s friend, Jenka. Jenka found him exceedingly irritating at first – and would be a long while getting over that first impression – but Oggie took to her right away. Decades later, a cavalryman who had been found dying on some battlefield up north somewhere was saved, transformed and introduced into the Jäger ranks. Oggie and Maxim hit it off right away, much to Dimo’s frequent annoyance – something about Oggie tended to bring a silly, boyish side out of the otherwise serious Maxim that none of them could have expected, leaving Dimo sometimes to feel more like a babysitter of two mischievous twelve-year-olds than anything else.

Decades – centuries – passed, until ruin from the inside out felled House Heterodyne, leaving an entire sub-race of beings homeless and without direction or purpose. When a powerful, local Baron approached the highest-ranking persons among the Jägerkin, offering them what they lacked, they were torn between their instinctive need for a “master” to follow and their Oath to the Heterodynes. Eventually, they agreed to the Baron’s terms, honoring their Oath by secretly finding volunteers to leave the ranks, becoming “wild” Jäger, and continue their kinsmen’s hopeless search for a supposed lost Heterodyne heir. Few to none believed such a person existed and, if he did, actually finding him was monumentally improbable. Still, there were those who made the sacrifice, leaving the pack so that the rest could retain their honor while serving the Baron. Oggie was one of those, following as always the ones he loved as brothers (and sister), though it was one of the hardest decisions he had ever had to make. Jägers are instinctively pack creatures, none wanting to be separated from his fellows for any reason, so having to be is actually very traumatic for even the hardiest . . . and to actively choose to do so even harder.

For seventeen years, the wild Jägermonsters roamed over all of Reial, answering to no one but each other and their lost cause . . . until one day in Shasta, a nowhere town (at the time) in the Badlands, they stumbled upon Miss Agatha. Or rather, she stumbled upon them, but hey, details, details… It took a long while, quite the adventure, but finally Agatha claimed her birthright, and the wild Jägers were at long last able to reunite with the pack. Agatha, however, had her own quest – to find her Uncle Barry who went missing when she was seven, and her father Bill, Barry’s brother, of whom she had no memories. But her responsibilities kept her from pursuing it in earnest and finally she called the handful of Jägers she trusted more than any others, being the closest to them.

Once more, Dimo, Maxim, Jenka, and Oggie split from the pack on a hopeless journey. This time, however, it was agreed that they would cover more ground if they separated from one another as well. It broke Oggie’s heart far more than he ever let on, not even sure that he could make it in the world on his own without even his closest brothers at his side this time, but he was determined to make those same brothers proud of him, as well as uphold himself in his own eyes as a Jägermonster and a trusted servant of the Lady Heterodyne, his mistress and his friend.

But . . . that was five years ago and, even for a monster who has lived for centuries, five years is a very long time for a child alone in the world.

A Day in the Life (pre-game):
Oggie pulled himself up the last few yards to the top of the plateau, powerful claws digging into the stone to create their own holds for the climb. Gaining the ridge, he finally looked out over the plain where his home was nestled – he could see the tiny cluster of color in the distance that marked the location of Mechanicsburg.

He shouldn’t be here – he knew it – but he also knew the Mistress would understand. Or, well, he hoped so. He really didn’t think Miss Agatha would get mad at him, especially after letting him talk to her for a while. He’d tried his best – he really had! He’d been all over Reial, from the westernmost shores of Vohemar to the tip of the peninsula of northern Ivona, as well as all the northwestern islands. In fact, he had very fond memories of the few expeditions that had hired him as a bodyguard for ventures into the jungles of Kagatau – those had been good times! – but everything, even those remote places, had proven fruitless in his search for any clues at all as to the whereabouts or ultimate fate of the Masters, and finally, the loneliness had gotten to be too much. He couldn’t do another seventeen-year-stint. He’d made himself promise five before he would even let himself consider coming back home, but now that the fifth anniversary of the day he’d parted ways with the people who meant the most to him in all the world had come and gone, the heartache and homesickness were threatening to drive him mad. He’d only stay a few months, maybe even a few weeks, before setting back out to continue his quest – he’d try Boston first, aiming to reach it by fall – but for now, he needed to recharge, to be around his own kind again, even if none of them were the individuals he really wanted to see more than anyone.

Adjusting his grip on the tri-bladed halberd, leaning on it like a walking staff, he started on the last leg of his journey. “Hy’m comink…” he whispered with a quiet grin.



(This is a fictional journal by dragondancer515 for the character Oggie from the comic “Girl Genius” by Studio Foglio)

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