Personality: If you're looking for a passive damsel in distress, you best look elsewhere. Roxanne Ritchi, when we first meet her, is intelligent, emotional, and so very tired of being at the center of of someone else's world. The conflict between Metro Man and Megamind has defined her and by the time we meet her, she's pretty tired of it and completely unafraid to express it; she knows that she wouldn't be in any real danger. She runs her mouth fearlessly despite having alligators, flamethrowers and machine guns pointed at her -- she knows the game... and is genre savvy enough in Megamind's world to play it as an equal.
Roxanne's forthright, honest, and maybe a little commitment shy due to being a superhero's beard for a few years now. This isn't to say she wasn't emotionally invested in her relationship with Metro Man -- she takes his betrayal very personally and with no small amount of outrage, throwing everything she can manage to pick up at him for abandoning her and the city both. It'd probably be harder to forgive Metro Man for lying to her and the world (and leaving it to rot to pursue his 'dream') then she is over Megamind playing at being Bernard.
She takes charge without second thoughts, and is not afraid to pick up a strange gun and take the fight to the villain if she thinks it's necessary, as well as thinking on her feet; she's quick witted and smart, and not afraid to take wild leaps of faith to do what needs to be done, find the right answer to the mystery, or otherwise take action. She takes on Megamind in his own lair with no fear for herself (though she doesn't want people hurt for her sake; she tells 'Bernard' to run and save himself) in pursuit of the right thing, but is also not stupid - she knows when to cut and run when dealing Megamind, the Brain Bots and who knows what else in there.
In general, she feels most people are good at heart; even in her lousy assistant and Megamind, she can see where they could be decent people. It enables her to be a generally positive person, hoping for the best. She doesn't tend to dwell on bad times, and is quick to latch on to plans for the future, and work toward a better tomorrow. Sometimes she needs a push -- everybody does now and again -- but she's quick to rebound from hardship and pick herself up with a pluck and verve that Pollyana would be proud of.
In short: Roxanne's sassy and feisty, striving for independence in a world that limited hers, and maybe a little bit afraid of vulnerability-- but not afraid to confront that fear if she has to. Hopeful and always looking toward the next day and the next opportunity, she's a determined go-getter that looks forward to the next challenge. She's very much a woman in a superheroes' world where there are no super-women; she's the closest they get, and she rises to the challenge admirably. She wants to be taken seriously, and earns that right. Sure, she has to be rescued, but only because she was the only one who would try and face the villain down in the first place.
Abilities: None. Roxanne is baseline human.
Sample Entry:
[Phone, open]
Yes dear. [A cough, and the voice directs it into the phone – the full weight of the irritation in those two words are clear on the line as she redirects her attention to who might be listening.]
Yes, dear. I’ve never come to hate words like those two. I never really had the urge to get married and settle down – I mean, my life was always pretty complicated. But I know what I did want: a career, and to take care of myself, and to accomplish something.
I went to college for six years. I nearly screwed up my college career, but recovered and made something of myself. I worked hard to do so. I spent the next ten years being a superhero combat correspondent on the latest insanity that the boys got up to. I’m a woman in a male dominated field and I like it that way.
Now I am sitting here, considering my second mimosa of the morning and very likely to not do a damned thing beyond clean up a bit, read a book, and then wait for my imaginary kids to come back from imaginary school so I can pretend to give a damn.
I think this is worse than the waking up to a drone thing, really.
[She tries to get the bitterness out of her voice, and instead perks a bit, before she speaks again.]
So, ladies- who’s up for a cocktail lunch and maybe some bra burning? My place, twelve-thirty. Bring your own booze and bras. I don’t know how much burning we’ll get to, but I know at this point I could use a couple more stiff drinks and a nice lunch with somebody who gets it.
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If you're looking for a passive damsel in distress, you best look elsewhere. Roxanne Ritchi, when we first meet her, is intelligent, emotional, and so very tired of being at the center of of someone else's world. The conflict between Metro Man and Megamind has defined her and by the time we meet her, she's pretty tired of it and completely unafraid to express it; she knows that she wouldn't be in any real danger. She runs her mouth fearlessly despite having alligators, flamethrowers and machine guns pointed at her -- she knows the game... and is genre savvy enough in Megamind's world to play it as an equal.
Roxanne's forthright, honest, and maybe a little commitment shy due to being a superhero's beard for a few years now. This isn't to say she wasn't emotionally invested in her relationship with Metro Man -- she takes his betrayal very personally and with no small amount of outrage, throwing everything she can manage to pick up at him for abandoning her and the city both. It'd probably be harder to forgive Metro Man for lying to her and the world (and leaving it to rot to pursue his 'dream') then she is over Megamind playing at being Bernard.
She takes charge without second thoughts, and is not afraid to pick up a strange gun and take the fight to the villain if she thinks it's necessary, as well as thinking on her feet; she's quick witted and smart, and not afraid to take wild leaps of faith to do what needs to be done, find the right answer to the mystery, or otherwise take action. She takes on Megamind in his own lair with no fear for herself (though she doesn't want people hurt for her sake; she tells 'Bernard' to run and save himself) in pursuit of the right thing, but is also not stupid - she knows when to cut and run when dealing Megamind, the Brain Bots and who knows what else in there.
In general, she feels most people are good at heart; even in her lousy assistant and Megamind, she can see where they could be decent people. It enables her to be a generally positive person, hoping for the best. She doesn't tend to dwell on bad times, and is quick to latch on to plans for the future, and work toward a better tomorrow. Sometimes she needs a push -- everybody does now and again -- but she's quick to rebound from hardship and pick herself up with a pluck and verve that Pollyana would be proud of.
In short: Roxanne's sassy and feisty, striving for independence in a world that limited hers, and maybe a little bit afraid of vulnerability-- but not afraid to confront that fear if she has to. Hopeful and always looking toward the next day and the next opportunity, she's a determined go-getter that looks forward to the next challenge. She's very much a woman in a superheroes' world where there are no super-women; she's the closest they get, and she rises to the challenge admirably. She wants to be taken seriously, and earns that right. Sure, she has to be rescued, but only because she was the only one who would try and face the villain down in the first place.
Abilities: None. Roxanne is baseline human.
Sample Entry:
[Phone, open]
Yes dear. [A cough, and the voice directs it into the phone – the full weight of the irritation in those two words are clear on the line as she redirects her attention to who might be listening.]
Yes, dear. I’ve never come to hate words like those two. I never really had the urge to get married and settle down – I mean, my life was always pretty complicated. But I know what I did want: a career, and to take care of myself, and to accomplish something.
I went to college for six years. I nearly screwed up my college career, but recovered and made something of myself. I worked hard to do so. I spent the next ten years being a superhero combat correspondent on the latest insanity that the boys got up to. I’m a woman in a male dominated field and I like it that way.
Now I am sitting here, considering my second mimosa of the morning and very likely to not do a damned thing beyond clean up a bit, read a book, and then wait for my imaginary kids to come back from imaginary school so I can pretend to give a damn.
I think this is worse than the waking up to a drone thing, really.
[She tries to get the bitterness out of her voice, and instead perks a bit, before she speaks again.]
So, ladies- who’s up for a cocktail lunch and maybe some bra burning? My place, twelve-thirty. Bring your own booze and bras. I don’t know how much burning we’ll get to, but I know at this point I could use a couple more stiff drinks and a nice lunch with somebody who gets it.