The Big Damn Original Characters Application
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What BDV ship/location do want to be assigned to: IAV Ranjit
Character Name: Dianne Broadwick
Character Occupation: Ballistics Officer
Age (the character, not the actor/actress): 25
Detailed Physical Description (2 paragraphs): Dianne stands about 5' 6” tall, slender and aristocratic. She maintains a military bearing about her at all times, even in casual settings. She is the sort of person who never slouches, never rests her elbow on the table while eating, and if she ever wore jeans, they would be unfaded and ironed. Her uniforms are always impeccable. She would shine her boots for a trip to Higgin's Moon.
Her appearance is one that some would find attractive, others too severe and thin. She speaks with an upper class Londinium accent. Her hair is dyed blonde because she feels it is a more flattering color in contrast with the color of her uniform.
She has a small tattoo of a rose on the back of her neck behind her right ear where it is hidden by her hair. She would be somewhat embarrassed to have it discovered and commented on.
Detailed Personality(1-2 paragraphs): 2nd Lieutenant Diane Broadwick is an entirely by-the-book, spit-and-polish, regulation Alliance officer, and has been throughout the entire eleven months of her active duty career since the academy. She is not actually stupid, but her faith in higher authority, combined with a tendency towards incuriosity and quick judgement followed by absolute certainty, makes her make mistakes that are often similar in effect. She is meticulous, disliking rash and intemperate action. She does not like to openly display intimacy, and is uncomfortable around such displays. She never uses vulgarity or profanity, and avoids using Chinese phrases, not out of any ethnic prejudice, but out of the suspicion that many of them may be more rude than most people are aware of.
She feels she is quite loyal to friends, but does not feel that this loyalty should impact her military duty, and thus would not hesitate to report a friend for infractions, though she would discreetly give them a warning first, in case the infraction was only careless and not deliberate, to give them a chance to correct it. She would also refuse to disobey a regulation to benefit a friend, and this has made friendships somewhat scarce. Consequently, she often takes small gestures of friendliness as being more significant than they perhaps are, while tending to downplay the significance of snubs, pranks or displays of enmity as simply being business as usual rather than serious personal attacks. This won't prevent her from reporting them, of course.
Detailed History(2 paragraphs): Diane Broadwick was born the only child of a military family, with a multi-generational tradition of service. Her Father was a captain in the Alliance Marines, and retired after being confined to a wheelchair by injuries sustained in combat at Serenity Valley. Her mother was military nurse. Though her mother suspected something was wrong with her, she never mentioned it, knowing that her father considered mental illness to be a sign of weakness. As she grew up, her Asperger's Syndrome remained undiagnosed, being seen as only the result of a highly disciplined upbringing as a military brat, especially since she lacked the physical symptoms of clumsiness and repetitive motor activity.
In school, her facility with mathematics earned her a full scholarship to the Alliance Naval Academy, where she graduated with honors, receiving early promotion to 2nd Lieutenant. Her first command, a spaceport defense battery, only kept her for a few months before transferring her to the Ranjit.
Strengths (1 paragraph): She is a mathematical genius, and actually very skilled in her specialty. She would be fully capable of complex ballistic calculations unaided, but always uses the regulation charts and computers, because that is the proper, by-the-book way that things are done, and she wouldn't trust herself to be right otherwise, even though she would be. It would take a true emergency, and encouragement from others, for her to “think outside the box”, but she would be to the ballistic station what Kaylee Frye is to engines if she did. Even going “by-the-book", she is quite competent.
She also possesses an encyclopedic knowledge of Alliance military regulations and protocol, even beyond what is strictly required for her rank and duty. If an Admiral was to visit the Ranjit, or even the PM, she would know how the book said the visit should be handled. Note that her shipmates may file this under “weaknesses.”
Weaknesses (1 paragraph): Her mindset can make her insensitive to nuances in human interaction, leading her to misjudge, miscalculate, overlook, offend, or otherwise mess things up. Her fussiness and extreme fixation on “proper” conduct and regulation can make her difficult to warm up to, especially for those she's reported on. As a civilian, her extreme facility with numbers coupled with a need for order and social tone deafness might have resulted in the underlying causes being more noticeable.
Sample Post (3 paragraphs/Third Person Past Tense):
Commander Bently smiled when he heard the knock at his office door and looked up to see Lt. Broadwick standing there, impeccable as usual. He had appreciated that when she had first arrived at the station, but her constant reports and harping on even the most insignificant regulations had quickly gotten on his nerves, and when she had embarrassed him in front of the inspecting admiral by correcting his
calculations and pointing out that he had taken shortcuts with the software, shortcuts that gorram everyone
took, except, apparently, her . . . that had been the final straw. He shuffled the file of papers on his desk together briskly. This
was going to be quite enjoyable.
“Come in, lieutenant.” he said.
Dianne walked over to her commanding officer's desk, standing with perfect military posture.“You called for me, sir?”
“Yes.” he said. “I'll get right to the point. I have transfer orders for you. You are being re-assigned as Ballistics Officer to the IAV Ranjit, under command of Lieutenant Pratt. They needed the post filled, and I recommended you myself.”
He paused for a moment, for effect.
“It's a rim patrol vessel.”
He handed her the packet of orders, smiling. This, of course, was when their faces dropped in shock, when they started to stammer and sweat, to ask why they had been given the post and couldn't the orders be reconsidered? Now how high and mighty do you feel, little miss . . .”Sir . . . I . . .”
'The orders are quite final. You leave tomorrow.”
Dianne smiled broadly, leaning forward slightly.”Thank you sir!”
she said. ”This is a great honor, and I shall do everything in my power to justify your confidence in me.”
“No, I'm afraid I . . . uh, what did you say? Come again?””A rim assignment . . . I'm sorry if I seem emotional, but this is wonderful news! The rim is where the Alliance is in most dire need of support, so it only stands to reason they would send only the most qualified crews for such important duty. To hear that my first commanding officer thought so highly of me after only three months of service . . .”
She composed herself and stood back from the desk.”I will not let you down sir.”
“No, I don't suppose . . . you, ah, you . . . want . . . this assignment?””Oh, absolutely, sir! And . . . sir, all the talk I've been hearing amongst the fire control crews that seemed like a party was in the works . . . is there a party planned to celebrate my transfer?”
“Uh, yes. Yes, there is. In fact . . .””Oh, but I'll be gone before it's held. It will be unfortunate, to have them go to such trouble and not to be there, but the Ranjit must stay on schedule, I suppose. Do let them know how much I appreciate the thought, though I'm not sure all the planning I've heard follows the regulations for social affairs held on the grounds of a military post.”
“Lieutenant, they are celebrating because
you are being transferred.””I understand, sir, and I'm touched that they wish me well, even though many of them may envy the opportunity. Might I take my leave sir? I have to ensure that everything is in readiness for my replacement to take over, and that all of my records are properly updated and transferred.”
“Yes, by all means . . .”
Bently opened his desk drawer and took out a bottle of aspirin, fumbling with the cap.”And might I say, sir, that . . .”
“Lieutenant, you really should hurry on.””Yes, sir!”
She turned and left with a jaunty military stride.”My God . . .”
thought Bently. ”I almost feel I should send an apology . . . to Pratt.”