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Your Name: Emmy
OOC Journal: intothedark
Under 18? If yes, what is your age?: 22
Email + IM: EmmyNine @ aim; xlittle_pyrox@yahoo.com
Characters Played at Ataraxion: Dean Winchester @ righteously

C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N
Name: Bellamy Blake
Canon: The 100
Original or Alternate Universe: OU
Canon Point: S2 Midseason Finale
Number: Randomize me, amigo!

Setting: Here.
History:

“Listen to me. I told you my life ended the day you were born, the truth is, it didn't start until then.”

For his first seven years, Bellamy Blake’s life was average. He was obedient to his mother, he was intelligent, and he was good when his mother would disappear for several hours some nights to sleep with whoever she needed to in order to make sure their small family had enough to get by happily. Life on the Ark was a strictly maintained, strictly enforced set of rules and regulations and Bellamy believed in them with all of the conviction of a child- until his mother got pregnant. On the Ark, the population was intensely monitored and controlled, and conceiving a second child was punishable by death. Despite that, Aurora Blake decided to keep her child and birthed it in secret with her son assisting in the delivery. The day Octavia Blake came into the world and latched onto his finger was the day Bellamy found purpose.

Day and night for the rest of his childhood on the ark, Bellamy’s responsibility was to take care of Octavia. He helped hide her during inspections, he helped to smuggle in food, he entertained her when she was bored and consoled her when she was sad, and he did it without complaint. As he got older, he even selected a profession that would help him keep her secret- he aspired to be a guard, and with a little help from his mother sleeping with the captain, he managed it.

Feeling secure in his new position and eager to use it to Octavia’s benefit, he arranged to sneak her out of their room and into the annual masquerade dance. In a turn of bad luck, solar flares and a random inspection cause Octavia to be discovered by the guard and locked away to await punishment until she turns eighteen. Bellamy’s mother was sentenced to death by floating, a term used to describe the process of basically shooting someone out of an airlock. Bellamy, while not technically responsible for the crime, was still charged with keeping the secret and was removed from the guard.

He spent the next couple of years as a janitor, eventually to be approached by one of the guardsmen with a shady deal. One hundred of the under-aged prisoners were to be jettisoned to earth, his sister among them. He was guaranteed a position aboard the ship, but only on the condition that he makes an assassination attempt on the Chancellor of the ark. It didn't take much deliberation for him to agree, and after pulling the trigger, Bellamy found himself on the ground.

Once there and reunited with his sister, Bellamy took up the position of leader. With his age, attitude, and determination, people began to slowly but surely flock to him for guidance. He began his reign devoutly anti-Ark, convincing dozens of the prisoners to remove the communications bracelets from their wrists in order to convince the scientists aboard the ark that the hundred are dying in the hopes that they wouldn't be followed down by the remaining station population. He sent Clarke and a few other members of a scouting party to search for supplies at Mount Weather while he controlled the remaining populace, setting up and establishing a base camp on a platform of do whatever the hell you want as long as you listen to me.

When Clarke’s scouting party was attacked by humanoids, the hundred quickly learned that Earth isn’t as uninhabited as they originally thought and things began to spiral out of control. Fear seeped into the hundred as members of their population were killed by grounders, acid fog, or each other and Bellamy quickly learned that whatever the hell you want wasn’t going to be enough to keep them alive. Faced with the responsibility of the deaths of people around him and the chaos that a lack of law bring onto the population, he was forced to realize his leadership wasn’t good enough and he looked to Clarke for help.

After Octavia struck up a relationship with a peaceful grounder, Finn used their alliance as a chance for a peace-seeking mission. Clarke was presented as the leader of the hundred, and Finn arranged a meeting with the leader of the grounders to discuss their terms. Clarke asked Bellamy to come along as backup to the meeting, instructing him to follow in the shadows with guns and reinforcements in case of a trap. Midway through the tense and rapidly declining meeting, Clarke’s backup spotted grounder archers in the trees taking aim for her and hell immediately broke loose. Open fire came from both sides, destroying any possibility for peace between the hundred and the grounders.

After several tense days, the hundred learned that the grounders were preparing a full-scale war. When they learn it’s too late to run, the hundred readied themselves for battle. Bellamy lead an assortment of ground troops, setting up strategic locations with guns to take out their front line while Clarke prepared their only chance at survival- firing up the dropship and cranking the ignition with a burst strong enough to kill any grounder within a hundred feet of the propulsion. Many of the hundred were slaughtered in battle, but with Raven’s help, Clarke was successful and the battle was won.

Unfortunately, Bellamy, Finn, and Raven were separated from the rest of the group during the battle. Before they could return to the dropship, soldiers from Mount Weather swept in and kidnapped the remaining hundred. Meanwhile, stations from the Ark launched themselves to Earth in a last ditch hope for survival. When newly appointed Chancellor Kain and Clarke’s mother managed to get their bearing, they headed for the dropship after the hundred had already been taken, and managed to find Bellamy’s group. He was taken in for custody and initially detained, but Clarke’s mother freed him with the request that he go and find her daughter. He’s supplied with guns and a group of people, and they set off toward the nearest grounder camp.

Along the way, they found the remains of one of the fallen Ark stations and a single survivor among the wreckage. In an attempt to be a better man, Bellamy insisted that they stay and help her, only to be attacked by grounders during their attempt. One member of their group died and another was injured before Octavia saved them. Bellamy was happy to be reunited with his sister, but with two injured it was clear not all of them could continue the rescue mission. He sent Finn and Murphy on to keep looking, choosing instead to help the two wounded and his sister back to camp with the promise to meet up with the boys later and continue on.

His promise proved to be unnecessary when Clarke and Raven turned up at the Ark camp, and after a brief reunion, they went out to find Finn and Murphy and bring them back. Before they managed to find them, Finn, having gone down a bad road, opened fire on innocent grounders including women and children in his desperation to find Clarke.

The entire remaining grounder population called for blood, and they swarmed in by the thousand. The only thing that kept it all from escalating into a full-scale war was tentative negotiations between Clarke and the new commander of the grounders, promising a cure for a disease inflicted on some of the grounders by scientists at Mount Weather. The grounders agreed to a peace negotiation, but only when they were delivered justice in the form of murdering Finn for his crimes. Bellamy was willing to protect Finn at the drop ship or send him running, he was willing to fight a war to keep the other boy alive, but in the end his interference was prevented by Finn turning himself over. The grounders grouped together en masse to witness his death, and Bellamy was left to hold a sobbing Raven as Clarke delivered the killing blow.

After this point, he’ll arrive on the Tranquility.

Personality:

"My mother... if she knew what I'd done, what I am.... She raised me to be better, to be good, but all I do is hurt people. I'm a monster."
Bellamy's personality has changed and developed rapidly over the last few years of his life, and substantially even over the course of a season and a half of the show. Considering the severity of the trauma the members of the 100 are subjected to, being forced point-blank to grow up is an inevitability.

When we first meet Bellamy, it's aboard the drop ship just after landing. He's the first to the door, and the first to pessimistically point out that if the air is poisoned, the entire population is dead, himself included. This take-charge attitude and pessimism will be a theme throughout the duration of the show, beginning to end. While perhaps not his most defining traits, they're certainly his most readily apparent. He likes to project an air of assertiveness and realism, though his version of reality might be a lot more jaded and bitter than most people's considering what he's been through. 

For the first several episodes, he lets this bitterness get the best of him. Though he's been through a lot already with the death of his mother and the guilt of getting his sister arrested, there's no denying he's still naive and temperamental when they first arrive on the ground. He carries a rebellious spirit, and he's presented with the perfect opportunity to let loose his outright defiance against the rules and regulations of the Ark in the form removing the life support wristbands that are the key to monitoring the hundred. He has an instinctual and stubborn view of right and wrong, and he considers the injustice of the death penalty on the ark beyond forgiveness. 

There's a natural leader within him, something assertive and decisive that makes others immediately want to follow him, but with his age and lack of experience comes also a lack of wisdom. He spends so much time revelling in the freedom from the rules and regulations of the Ark, his lack of foresight allows crucial matters to fall through the cracks in favor of the bigger picture. His bigger picture, complete with his stubborn view of how things should or shouldn't be.

Unfortunately, he's also the type to shoulder a lot of responsibility and carry the heavy burden of guilt when things start to go wrong. As things start to spiral downward at the camp, it eats away at him and bleeds him of any sassy, cocky humor or dry wit he'd been happy to display initially, and instead he becomes angry. He loses control of his temper as he loses control of the situation; too young and inexperienced to bear everything on his own but too stubborn to give up trying, he makes bad decisions and has bad justifications even as he tries to convince himself he's doing the right thing.

All he wanted to when this began was be loyal to his sister, and to protect her. If there are two words intrinsic to Bellamy Blake, it's those: loyal and protector. Though his temper and his untameable, cynical mouth drive him to be a complete and utter asshole at the start of the series, it's those two things that keep him from being a completely bad, completely unredeemable person. All of his relentless energy, all of his fiery intensity, all of his drive are spurned by those two instincts within him.

Toward the middle of the season, we see a defining moment for Bellamy. Under the influence of hallucinogens, he's forced to stop ignoring the bad things he's done to get him to where he is, and the crushing weight of all of that guilt and all that he's been through hits him with immense force. He takes it so hard, so seriously, and so painfully, he considers leaving the group entirely. He's convinced he doesn't deserve to live for what he's done, and he's just enough of a coward that he's willing to run away rather than face the consequences. Before he can, it's Clarke that reels him back with the statement, "I need you. We need you." Again, we see that loyalty and that desire to do the right thing outweighing all of the other driving forces in his life, and he returns to camp a changed man.

Over time, we see Bellamy come into his own as a friend and a leader. Now that he admits he can't run things alone, he takes into consideration the thoughts and opinions of the people he respects, and he takes the time to think before he makes a decision. He starts to consider the consequences of his actions, and starts to make the calls that are fueled by the desire to be good rather than the desire to rebel, or to be utterly in control. 

Though he's still a flawed individual with an admittedly skewed version of right and wrong, he still tries with everything in him, right up until the end.

On the surface, he will always be many things:

He will always be cynical, dry, sarcastic, and pessimistic. He will always make inappropriate jokes, smirk at all the wrong things, arrogantly charm his way into people's good books and angst his way out of them again. He will always be willing to choose the darker road, he will always be stubborn and headstrong, argumentative and frustrating, cocky and smug. He will always punch someone for talking about his sister or the people he cares about. He will always challenge any decision he doesn't agree with until he's blue in the face, and assume everyone has an ulterior motive.

What truly defines him, though, are the things he keeps hidden behind mile-high walls:

His love for others, and his desperation to prove himself to them. His fear of messing up again, of hurting someone like he accidentally managed to do his mother and sister. His tendency to blame himself for things that go wrong, and show it by lashing out. His need for other people, and the fact that he'll do anything for them. His desperation to redeem himself, and his desire to be good enough for his people.



Abilities, Weaknesses and Power Limitations:
Bellamy is an average human with no supernatural abilities.

Skills:
-firearms proficiency
-leadership skills
-basic survival
-minor first aid
-guard training
-hand to hand combat
-moderate pain tolerance

Weaknesses:
-standard human squishiness
-occasionally hot headed
-moderately co dependent on his sister

Inventory:
Tranquility issued jumpsuit
Tranquility communications device
1 shirt (blue)
1 jacket (black)
1 pair pants
1 pair boots
1 knife
1 canteen of Monty’s homemade moonshine (terrible, strong)

Appearance:

played by Bob Morley
He is fit, tall, tan, and broad shouldered. He has dark hair and eyes, and is covered with an extensive number of freckles.
not pictured:
Bellamy is around or over 6 ft tall
He has a acquired a number of scars along his arms, legs, and torso
Some truly admirable muscle definition, damn
Age: 23


S A M P L E S
Log Sample:
Back on the Ark, Bellamy didn't have many friends. It wasn't because he was uncharismatic, it wasn't because he was unattractive or unpopular. It was because he kept himself at a distance, all too aware that developing any kind of close bond with anyone meant letting them too close to a secret he'd been raised his entire life to keep. He learned the perfect way to keep people at arm's length without coming across as suspicious, he learned how to be polite and charming enough to get along with his fellow guardsmen, he learned how to act.

On the ground, he learned quickly he didn't have that luxury. One by one against his will people started to trickle into his life, started to learn him and his faults and his weaknesses. They learned his secrets and his mistakes, and he learned theirs, and without ever knowing or intending for it to happen, Bellamy had friends. More than that, he had family, they were his people.

Finn was one of them.

They'd gotten off to a skeptical and rocky start, with two extremely opposing viewpoints on how they should get things done. His approach was always one of fire and action, whereas Finn was the optimistic peacekeeper. Finn was the one with hope, more hope than even Clarke ever really had. It may have pissed Bellamy off to no end sometimes, it may have been frustrating, hell, it may have been downright stupid sometimes, but a small part of himself had always respected Finn for trying. Somebody had to.

He'll never admit it, but Bellamy was sorry to see it go. When he heard about the massacre Finn unleashed on that tribe of grounders, he can't deny he had more regret for what Finn lost than what the grounders lost. He's done enough bad in his life to know that it isn't something you can get over, that it changes you deep down inside, and when the grounders demanded blood for blood...

Bellamy was realistic enough to know they'd get it. He'd fight, of course he would, he'd fight tooth and nail to try and keep the guy alive, without question. Finn, for all his flaws and mistakes, was a member of that family. If Clarke wanted to hide Spacewalker for a decade in an abandoned dropship, sure, why not. If Raven wanted to send him packing to Mount Weather until they figured something else out, Bellamy would pack him a damn bag, but he's not stupid.

He saw the look in that kid's eyes. It's the same look he's sure he had when he realized all of the terrible things he'd done. When he realized how badly he'd screwed up, and the enormous weight on his shoulders that he had to dig out of a hole he'd made with his own two hands. He could see it written on Finn's face that he felt like he deserved to pay that price.

And now, here they are. Surrounded by a camp of thousands of grounders, chanting for blood. Surrounded by the rest of the Ark station, by the rest of Bellamy's people, watching them string that kid to a post, and Bellamy can't help but feel like somehow this might be his fault. He'd seen Finn fly off the handle at that grounder in the bunker, hell, he'd been there when Finn pulled the trigger. He saw the path Finn was walking, and he hadn't done anything to stop it. Deep down, he thinks part of him approved. Not of the massacre, no, but of the screwed up tactics and dark lengths Finn was willing to go to if it meant getting Clarke back. Getting the rest of the hundred back.

He sat back and watched, he sent Finn off with fucking Murphy of all people, and now Bellamy's going to watch him die.

He knows there isn't anything Clarke can do. He trusts her enough not to get herself killed when she walks into the army of grounders outside of their walls, he watches her strength as her fingertips touch the knife up her sleeve, and he knows despite what Raven might want she's not going to slit the throat of the commander. They want peace after all, and Clarke knows an act like that will only bring on an all-out war.

She's going to kill him, and silently, he aches for her. He aches for Raven, who still doesn't have any idea what's about to happen, and he moves a little more closely because he knows she's going to fly off the handle as soon as she sees what's happening, but there's no alternative. There's no getting out of this one. Sometimes, people have to die. Sometimes it's people you care about.

Sometimes it's your fault, and the only thing you can do is swallow it down, learn from your mistakes, and try not to repeat them in the future.

Clarke, with all of her strength and light, plunges Raven's knife into Finn's stomach, and he slumps. For a moment, Bellamy's as stunned as the rest of them even though he had an idea of what was going to happen. For a moment, he lets the loss hit him deep in the chest, a sharp stab of regret and anger, of the god damn injustice of it all. None of them asked for this, they were just kids, how could anyone send a teenager into a warzone and not expect them to lose themselves along the way? Finn shouldn't have been the one to pay this price, Finn shouldn't be dead right now, Wells shouldn't be dead, Charlotte shouldn't be dead, and Bellamy shouldn't have to feel responsible for all of this-

And then Raven breaks down. Bellamy's arms wrap around her just in time to keep her from surging forward, to keep her from tearing her way through the walls and bodies to get to Finn like he knows she would if she had the chance. He keeps her still as the two of them watch Clarke stand like a beacon in a sea of darkness, and he knows without a doubt this is only the beginning of something far worse for them.

It's up to him to try and keep them together after this. He thinks Finn would ask him to.

Comms Sample:

[There’s a determined urgency on Bellamy Blake’s face when it appears on the network, his lips pressed into a tight and unpleasant line and his hair mussed with sweat.]

This is officer Blake with the security department. I’m sure most of you know by now that at around eight o’clock this morning, the ship was boarded by an unknown entity. As of two hours ago, that entity was confirmed as hostile.

[He lets that sink in, and behind his eyes is a notable aggression. An anger that he can’t quite hide behind professionalism, though he seems to be trying to keep himself in check.]

As of right now, there three injuries and one possible casualty. What’s important right now is we all stay calm. We’re not going to be able to fight this if we don’t stand together. Security’s managed to contain the breach to the upper levels of the passenger’s quarters, and we’re setting up a civilian safe room in the oxygen gardens. Communications and engineering have put a hold on the elevators, so we’re escorting groups of five by the blue lift. Anyone who wants safe passage, we’ll have a guard on each of the first ten levels, taking people by age. Youngest first.

[He licks his lips, his eyes flick away from the camera for a second as he steels his resolve, and then he’s back again, pinning the screen with something dark.]

Some of our people have been separated. A handful of the security and medical department, as well as a few unassigned passengers are trapped on level thirty, including my sister. Whoever this is… whatever they are, they’ve managed to cut off communications to the hostages. What we’re asking for is help. I know some of you didn’t volunteer for security, and I know there’s a reason for that, but if we don’t get more guns, more people, they’re going to die.

[His voice is deep, rough, commanding, and desperate. It’s the voice of a leader trying to rally troops, with the conviction of someone that firmly believes what he’s saying.]

If you’re able bodied and you can carry a weapon, please consider it. These people are your friends, your family, and they need you now more than ever.

[His gaze lingers for a moment, intense and unwavering, but nothing more can be said. He ends the feed.]