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Character Name: Faith

Series: Buffy the vampire slayer

Age: 24

From When?:Around the start of season 8, when Faith started wanting to help others.

 

Inmate/Warden: Warden; as a murderer, now trying to repent, she has a good understanding of the inmates. She’s still the girl who does the dirty jobs – the one who gets called upon because people know she won’t hesitate, and she doesn’t – even if it’s something like killing children (vampires), and even if she hates herself for it afterwards.

 

Coming from that background, Faith was – starting in season 8 – determined to help those who’d been put through the meat grinder by Buffy’s war; she wants to redeem herself, and she’d take the chance to help others along the way.

 

 

Item: [Wardens Only -- What Gives you Your Information While Here? Examples -- a compass, a book, a palm pilot, a tarot card, etc.] A book, probably modeled after the slayers tomb.

 

Abilities/Powers: Super strength; flexibility; good with most weapons, and hand to hand combat.

 

Personality:

Faith tends toward the wild side, particularly in her fights – she doesn’t like to over think things as a rule. It isn’t that she’s stupid – or that she’s incapable of planning ahead – but she likes to lose herself in whatever she’s doing. To fight with what often comes down to reckless abandon.

 

This was more pronounced when she first became a slayer – but the accidental murder of a human changed things. It took her a long time to accept responsibility for what had happened – to admit to feelings of guilt, and to try to take responsibility, something that has driven her since. She spent a long time telling herself that she felt no guilt – that she was simply a bad person, and that was all there was to it. The abuse she suffered a child, along with her living conditions; and the closest thing she had to parental affection came from a man who encouraged her to kill.

 

Still, when Angel – a vampire with a soul – believed in her, she was able to break through and come to terms with the guilt she felt for what she had done – and accept that she wasn’t simply bad by nature. She went to prison for a time, breaking out to save Angel’s life at a later date, and to stand against the forces of hell – and proving in the process that she could have escaped at any time, if she wasn’t determined to atone for the suffering she had caused.

 

Since that, she has paid more attention to her surroundings in a fight – stopping another girl from making the same mistake she had when she was younger and accidentally killing a human. She recognizes consequences – as seen by her going to jail – and she tries to make up for things that go wrong on her watch. She’s still relatively laid back, preferring a night at the clubs to prowling the streets, but when lives are on the line she won’t run from her responsibilities, or turn her back on those who depend on her. She’s loyal to those who believed in her, and to some extent those she has wronged – again, determined to make up for what she had done and prove that it’s possible to come back.

 

Her search for repentance sometimes takes her to dark places, however. After fighting the First Evil, Faith started taking it on herself to perform what others wouldn’t touch. When she was asked to take care of children, she leapt to say yes – despite inferior living conditions indicating she was already struggling to make ends meet; and when she found out that those children were vampires, and “take care of” referred to slaying them, she took care of that too. She was angry at the necessity; she seemed angry at the necessity – it undoubtedly brought back fears that there was something simply wrong with her. But she did it, because in her mind someone had to – and no one else would. In this, and in most things, Faith doesn’t hesitate; for all her wildness, she’s has a stubborn streak – she is determined to get things done.

 

However, it’s worth noting that she is – as she herself says – all about forgiveness. Faith is repenting, and trying to make up for what she did – and she is willing to accept anyone who is honestly trying to make the same effort. She won’t coddle anyone – she won’t tell them everything is going to be alright, or bother with them if they’re not even going to try. But she won’t give up on someone she sees a chance for, either.

 

Still, Faith can be somewhat brusque – she has little time for people who get on her nerves. She has something of a temper. And while she’s working towards what’s right, her moral code doesn’t necessarily encompass legalities. She was more than willing to break out of prison when it became an emergency, after all, and she didn’t choose to go back afterwards – preferring to be active in helping others as a slayer.

 

Regardless of that determination, however, Faith tends to lack confidence in herself as a Slayer. Everyone always views Buffy as the true deal – and while they call her Slayer still, she’s always the one who went rogue. Later, when there are hundreds if not thousands of Slayers, she still remains apart from all the major groups. She’s too much a general in her own right to fade into Buffy’s army, but without any real followers of her own. On top of that, she has often expressed the fear that she isn’t “strong” enough for the kind of strength that comes with being a slayer – that she can’t handle the responsibility, and the control. She seemed happiest when she had given up her power entirely, or when she was using her status to help those disillusioned of the fighting – rather than actually taking part in any big war. Though somewhat hurt that Buffy is always the “true” slayer, she doesn’t really want that position for herself – she doesn’t want to be responsible for everyone. She just wants someone to believe in her, and her capabilities.

 

She is however, also scared of that responsibility and belief. When there’s someone else who can take up leadership, she much prefers them to do it – because while she’s learned that she’s capable of taking charge, from a brief stint leading the slayers, she doesn’t really trust herself with that any more than she does with her strength. Still, if someone were to believe in her – and if they could convince her she could actually do some good (such as a Warden) she would take the job. She does thirst after that acceptance even as she shys from it.

 

When it comes to the barge itself, she’ll probably try and pretend it doesn’t bother he in the slightest; she’ll go at it in her own style – she’ll be relaxed, and act as if the barriers between warden and inmate don’t matter; in reality, she’ll be acutely aware of the responsibility put on her shoulders – and she may rebel against it if it gets too tight, picking fights or breaking rules. To keep that from happening, she’ll use informal language, act more relaxed than she is, and won’t give much actual respect to rank – little rebellions in her mind that keep the experience from overwhelming her, and allow her to keep her identity. That doesn’t mean she won’t attack – verbally if not physically – anyone who takes advantage of that laid back attitude, and makes assumptions about how serious she is, or how easy she is to sway to their way. She’s serious about what she’s doing, and she’ll be tense enough to snap if pressed wrong – but overall she’ll prefer the casual partier attitude to the intense warden.

 

In the same vein, she might potentially sleep with an inmate – promiscuity is one way she works to avoid commitment, ad responsibility, in a life that doesn’t allow her to run from what really scares her, thoughts that she’s being bad, and the fact that other people’s lives lay in her hands. (Also, she enjoys sex, and she’s too used to disappointment to really trust a relationship to last.) If someone she sleeps with tries to build more formal ties with her – if they push her faster than she’s ready – she’s likely to slam the walls in place, and become far more agitated.

 

It is unlikely she will do anything seriously damaging to those around her – though she may try to pick a fight with Buffy. She won’t run away, either – though she may come close to convincing herself she should; and in the end, whoever her inmate is, she’s unlikely to give up.

 

Finally, I want to quickly review the basics of what makes Faith Faith – it’s the lack of trust she has in herself, mixed with the determination to prove herself anyway. Her mother was abusive, and her father was a murderer – who Faith grew up thinking had died. Everyone who cared about Faith was quickly killed, and those left ignored her, mistrusted her, or attempted to use her – with the mayor being the closest thing she had to a father figure. Since he used her for murder and mayhem, he mostly added to the problems.

 

The thing about Faith, though, is that she seems determined to prove them wrong – even herself – in order to prove the few people who’ve believed in her correct. Her recklessness is a mixture of upbringing – no one taught her much in the way of responsibility – and the desire to run from her past. Her fear of commitment is the result of being disappointed so many times, and her fear of responsibilities she isn’t sure she can truly handle. But her determination, her struggle to make up for things, and her willingness to help others all work in counterpoint of that, driven by a internal core of strength that emerged when Angel refused to simply kill her as a bad person, which allow her to face up to the responsibilities she can’t afford to flee from. In that struggle is born the nuances of her personality described above.

 

 

History: http://buffy.wikia.com/wiki/Faith

 

Sample Journal Entry: [5-10 sentences, 1st Person POV]

 

[Faith leans against a wall, feeling the decks of the barge beneath her feet.] Never been on a boat like this before. [She’s speaking idly; for anyone who wants to hear. Not worried. Not her.] Never been a warden, either. Two things I gotta get used to. [Lucky her.]

 

So here’s what you gotta know. I punch like a girl.

 

And my ass is tight yo.

 

 

 

Second sample (In case the first isn’t quite right – I tried to emulate others I saw):

 

[Faith leans hard over the railing; she’s... nervous. She’ll admit that to herself. B’s on the boat – feels like she’d being judged; b’s always gotta beat her everywhere. She needed a fight – something she could get her hands on. She doesn’t think that she’ll get that here. So she looks into space, and she talks to ghosts that aren’t even there.] I don’t know if I can do this, Angel… Don’t know if I can live up to these… expectations. Not used to ayone having those in me. Always just been the dirty girl, before.

 

What if I mess up, or something? [And just as scary – what if she didn’t. No answers, though – no Angel. And after a moment of silence, she pushes off the railing, and walks off. She was just gonna have to figure this out for herself.] 

 

Sample RP: [3-5 paragraphs, 3rd Person POV]

 

Dead flesh gave way to the point of her spike, bones crumbling in favor of wood as her stake tore into the vampire’s heart; no blood – no fuss. It crumbled neatly into dust, freeing her stake and allowing her to catch a second with a roundhouse kick. The third she took backhanded, grinning at the feel of power as she shoved the wood deep. “Good as B ever got.”

 

A sudden flash of pain interrupted her attempts at back patting, bringing her down to her knees. Vamp two had brought her down to his level, one hand tightening painfully about her leg. His free hand was already reaching for her stake, which she pulled hastily from his reach. He tugged at her leg instead, fangs barring, squeezing tighter when she tried to pull herself free.

 

She kicked at him in response, her toe catching the outer eye socket, and then tugged herself free. The scramble to her feet was undignified, but it gave her the upper hand again as the vampire crawled up to it’s feet, growling again.

 

“You might wanna get that breath checked, yo.”

 

She grinned when it lunged, easily sidestepping. Her close call from earlier was already forgotten – her love for the fight overwhelming it. The way the wind moved through her, speed adding to the heady mix of empowerment that came with being the slayer. The way the whole damn world seemed to stand still for her as she plunged her stake towards the vampire’s heart. She almost welcomed it when it avoided her – and when it swung at her, she blocked, pitting her physical strength against it’s own.

 

She won, knocking its arm aside, and plunging the knife forward again and into its heart. A third explosion of dust marked its passing, and she smiled. “Alright. Score one for Faith.” ‘Bout time. But that wasn’t a thought she wanted to touch – for now, patrol was over. She just wanted to get something to eat; maybe someone, too. Slaying had that affect on her as a rule.

 

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