OOC Information
Name: Furu
Personal journal: picarats
Contact: heromode (AIM), heartstringing
Characters played at Discedo: Naruto Uzumaki, Bolin

IC Information
Name: Percival “Perry” Ulysses Cox
Canon: Scrubs
Timeline: Season 4, episode 22 “My Big Move”

Canon Resource Link: http://scrubs.wikia.com/wiki/Perry_Cox
Personality:

Dr Cox is an asshole.

There is no two ways about it. He’s rude, self-serving, narcissistic, and frequently belittles those around him. However, that doesn’t mean he’s heartless. Perry cares for his family, his patients, and his friends. He just doesn’t show it in the way normal people do. No, instead of complimenting or being kind and caring to those around him or those he cares about, he sticks with his quick wit, sarcasm, and bitter attitude. He’s just not the ‘cheery’ kind of guy. Yet while he may complain a lot about other people, and them going to him for help, he actually likes being the go-to guy. It’s great for the ego.

Belittling and insulting patients is another thing he tends to do. He has no bedside manner, and tells things like they are. He really holds nothing back, and a lot of the time—made really evident the time he tried to convince a teen patient to start taking her epilepsy medicine again—he often doesn’t know how to reach people. He acts like himself and expects his intent, and his rude manner to get through to patients. So when it doesn’t? He seriously has no idea what to do—and in the case mentioned above, he had to grudgingly go to Elliot for help: And realized a few things about his ex-wife and women in the process.

Speaking of getting his point across, Dr Cox will stop at nothing to make a point, or to win a bet, or to be just right about something. He toes the line of social acceptability, and with a lot of how he acts, he will go over that line. A great example is when he and Kelso try to break the spirit of the hospitals psychologist, and convince her that the world is filled with “Bastard coated bastards with bastard fillings.” Instead of just bothering her in the normal way, they decide to tell her she can’t go to her mother’s wedding, a thing she’d really been looking forward to—Yeah, they’re complete jackasses.

However, Cox does know when to reign himself in, and when he’s gone too far. And surprisingly, despite his jackassery, he will apologize in a sense, or tell the person he was bothering the point he was trying to make. In the above example, he fesses up to him and Kelso’s plan, and the two of them let her go to her mother’s wedding, even though it proved her point that everyone has some good in them.

All of the above aside, he does have his patients best interest in mind, and he will do whatever he can to save them. Not only that, but he tries, in his very unconventional manner, to help his underlings grow into competent doctors. He may be petty, rude, and cause a lot of trouble or annoyance for other people with his behavior; he’s not a completely heartless guy. He’s just too prideful to admit it.

Oh, and he also has the tendency to go on long winded, angry rants. Long, long rants, all the time.

Powers & Abilities: Aside from being somewhat athletic, Dr Cox is just your average doctor. However, he does have the uncanny ability to tell when someone is standing behind him—and know exactly who it is.

What items will they be bringing with them to Discedo? Cold pizza, two shitty Blockbuster movies, the clothes on his back, and his wallet (with pictures of his son and ex-wife, credit card, loose change, and his nametag.)

Posting Samples
Third-Person Sample:

Three months was a long time to be displaced. Not that he’d noticed right away. He had decided to ignore the days flying by, choosing instead to focus all of his attention on work and being the best damn doctor on Fortuna. He did his work and he did it well, forcing people to take physicals—because in this hell hole who knew what diseases were allowed to run rampant and unnoticed—and making his own place in the hospital.

But when he finally sat back, a glass of who knows what in hand, staring at the TV in his apartment that doesn’t work, not because it was interesting but because there was nothing else to do…it finally hits him.

Three months, he’s been there.

It was a shock—Three months away from the hell spawn that was his ex-wife. Three months away from his son…and he missed them. Not in the sad sack, sob your heart out like the girl dumped on prom kind of way. It was just a sudden, dull ache. Like something was missing that he hadn’t known he needed. He might not be here forever, of course, but until the scientists that had brought him here decide he’s been a good little doctor that has earned his way home, well…he’s stuck. Not just anywhere, but on a world that was the very definition of hell.

He sits like that a while, alone in his empty apartment, the palms of his hands tapping against the couch’s back as a way to fill the space, thinking. He finally gets fed up—from the silence? Thinking about home? He doesn’t know— and stands, turning to leave. The door clicks shut behind him as he heads out into the chilly fall streets, towards the bar.

He needs a drink.

First-Person Sample:

Alright look here, wise guys. As much as I love being stuck in the middle of god knows where, I do have things to do, one of which is getting this pizza and these movies back home—And heaven knows what my ex-wife will do if she doesn’t get a big, fat slice of this pepperoni and cheese. Hell, she might even try to eat our son. And let’s be honest here, nobody would be happy about that one.

So enough with the practical jokes here, and give me some directions before I hunt you down and make your life a miserable, miserable hell.

Oh and, Jumpsuit? I know you like to pull these kinds of things with Sasha, but if I find out you’re the one behind this. Oh, you had better believe you will pay.

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