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Name: Fowl, Artemis
Fandom: Artemis Fowl (book series)
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Age: 14 when removed from canon
Canon point: A week or two after the end of The Time Paradox.
Personality: How does one describe Artemis Fowl? Many psychologists have tried and failed, some sent gibbering to their own hospitals…
The key to understanding Artemis’ personality is realizing that he is a boy born out of obligation to his family and role in his family. He is most easily described as a child genius, but while he is extremely gifted intellectually, it has stunted him in other areas. However, instead of recognizing that Artemis himself had no childhood, he scoffed at the things that he believed to be unimportant in the long run and plunged down the path to becoming a criminal mastermind. Which he did, with flying colors. However the books see him meet with obstacles that are not so easily overcome by the methods and life he breathed every day. Artemis Fowl II begins Book One as a twelve-year-old boy with no regard for any life besides his own and his family’s, and ends Book Six having saved countless lives. Still not a big hit at parties, though.
Outwardly, Artemis is the perfect picture of confidence. He smart, he can hatch the perfect plot, and he can get away with whatever he’s scheming. Artemis is worse than a genius—he’s a genius who knows he’s fucking brilliant. Of course, it follows that he would become an extremely arrogant, know-it-all boy with several Swiss bank accounts. He’s got the brains and the means to pull off anything, and it shows. Artemis can afford to act proud and superior to all adults because he has his own confidence backing him up. However, on the inside Artemis is your average teenage boy. All of the fancy vocabulary and graduate-level mathematics form a mask, behind which Artemis hides his failure to interact with people on a normal level. He’s socially inept (due to never once conversing with children his age), awkward when it comes to relationships with other people he doesn’t know very well, protective of his family (Butler, Juliet, Angeline, and Artemis Senior), and sometimes even childish when it comes to having his way. At the end of the second book, Artemis was just then learning to see the people he cares for as equals. At first, Artemis only considered people who were dead (Albert Einstein and des Cartes) as equals, but at the age of 13, he starts to develop friendships and learn about relationships in general.
In his canon, Artemis is the main character and, mostly, the instigator of nearly every major conflict in the series. He starts out kidnapping fairies, then moves on to breaking up goblin triads, and eventually is stirring up trouble just by existing as Artemis Fowl II. Not only is he hated aboveground, but all of fairykind belowground tends to look on him unfavorably as well. Not that he minds very much. He’s not looking to win any popularity contests. He’s just the resident child genius bent on screwing over every single major business he sets his sights on. Exploitation and anything illegal is what he <i>does</i> in his world.
While Artemis was growing up, he was essentially trained to succeed his father in the Fowl family business: high-class crime. Artemis had to be smart. He had to be an adult, there was no time to play with kids his age or bond with his family members. He had to be a smaller, younger version of Artemis Senior as soon as possible. In order to do this, however, he needed to pull off as many feats as possible, be as fearful an adversary as possible. The best way to get what you want in the underworld is for your reputation to precede you, and he is rather good at making it so. He forges famous paintings, writes ‘missing’ Beethoven symphonies, writes psychology books under pseudonyms, steals famous paintings (and of course he has to do it before he turns 15, because the youngest person to steal said painting was 18), and just does all manner of impressive things that a boy his age simply couldn’t begin to undertake. However due to this rigorous training and self-instruction in every discipline under the sun, Artemis’ social growth was, if not stunted, completely non-existent. He could go toe-to-toe with any adult, but could only reference psychology books when faced with someone his own age. Therefore, as soon as Artemis Senior disappeared, Artemis Junior did what he was programmed to do: he continued in his father’s footsteps.
He was ‘the man of the family’ and he had to take care of the family’s assets—which had taken quite a plunge after his father had been pronounced dead. He filled his father’s shoes as quickly as possible, without rhyme or reason. It was the only thing Artemis thought to do. He was treated as an adult at the age of 11, so in his mind, he was one. Once his father disappeared, Artemis wasn’t going to revert back to being a normal boy and go outside and play. He would have been offended at the idea, especially given how he had been raised to not waste his time on things that ultimately didn’t benefit the family business. However once he has his mind set on a goal, that’s that. He’s going to accomplish it no matter what and step on whoever he has to, to get there.
In the more recent books, these scars left by his devotion to being the Fowl heir have been slowly healing. Artemis can’t go back to being a child, it’s impossible. But, he manages to befriend Holly Short and begins to form a team comprised of both humans and fairies. He begins to trust people more and consider the outcomes of his actions. He’s interacting with people, and not driving as many psychologists crazy. And most importantly, he’s helping the fairy People instead of trying to extort them. This was probably the biggest step for Artemis, and the telltale sign of Artemis becoming a more compassionate human being, instead of a rigid Artemis-Senior-Mark-2 robot. He begins to take action on things that ultimately won’t benefit him, but will save his friends. At the end of the fifth book, Artemis’ manservant and closest friend Butler points out that Artemis is sounding like a ‘good guy’—jumping off a building to get a bomb to someplace where it can be disarmed. Artemis really doesn’t have any response to this. He neither confirms nor denies it, he just promises Butler that he’ll come back no matter what. This is nearly a complete 180 from his philosophy in the first book, though his ‘nothing is impossible’ attitude and listing sense of morality towards people he doesn’t care about is still the same. Internally, he changes quite a bit, but his impact on his world is more or less consistent concerning his illegal exploits. He’s brilliant, but also has his own rulebook. He gets what he wants, and everyone else can just stand back.
Artemis is being taken from his canon when he’s 14 years old, which means he spends nearly 4 years in Pleasantville until he hits the streets of Vegas. Given that Artemis is practically an adult in his canon at age 14, I can’t see him maturing much more—though I suspect he’ll start to have sexual urges as puberty comes into full swing. However Artemis is still of the opinion that certain things aren’t important—sexual urges included—when he’s trying to escape from Pleasantville. He’ll probably remain just as socially prickly, intellectually obnoxious, and unwilling to develop his social skills with the wives. If they can’t talk economics or psychology with him, he considers the effort of holding a conversation with them to be a waste of his time. He’d much rather read, write philosophy, draw, write music, or bury himself in some activity that doesn’t include anyone else. He may make a tentative friend or two, especially once he realizes he’s not going anywhere until he’s 18, but he’s far from being a social butterfly, especially when it comes to having pure intentions for doing so. He’ll chat up anyone when he wants something from them, but he hasn’t been able to simply start a conversation without devolving into math puns…
Powers/Abilities: Artemis has the highest IQ in Europe (in his canon). He’s definitely smarter than the average bear. No magical powers though. :3
Prose sample: “I’ve told you at least eleven times this week—I do not want a tea cake.”
Artemis Fowl was holed up in his room, pouring over The Prince for the third time since his arrival some years ago. It was his intimidation book of choice, even if it didn’t do anything at all to intimidate the mindless drones that populated this track-housing nightmare. He still felt somehow superior when reading it. The woman (Mary? Debbie? They had all seemed to blend together after a while…) frowned at him as though Artemis had complained of a tummyache instead of snapping at her offer.
“You haven’t eaten at all today, Arty,” she said, setting down the tray on his bedside table and sitting down. “Is something the matter?”
There were plenty of things that were upsetting him, the least of which were the menu or the fact that he slept in a bed shaped like a racecar. No, the actual problems he was facing were much direr: his inability to leave this vapid town, not knowing where Butler or Holly had gone, and the cloying feeling that he might be dead. Why he continued to age while in hell, though, he didn’t know. Hell also had a nicely stocked library though, so those two points worked against his theory.
He’d tried explaining to many women in the cookie-cutter town that he didn’t belong here, that he was looking for a large man named Butler and a small woman named Holly, but they never seemed to answer one way or the other. Explaining exactly why he wasn’t eating would be too much for this simple-minded Debbie-Mary-Tea-Cake-Queen to understand.
“I miss my friends,” he finally said, lowering his book slightly. He could say one thing for this place—there was no lack of empathetic sighs and pats on the knee. Artemis was two-for-two at the moment.
“I know dear, it’s very hard.” They never said what was so hard about it, though. The subject change was just around the corner, too. “But someone’s birthday is coming up soon~”
“And soon I’ll get to go to Las Vegas,” Artemis said with a bored sigh. His birthday had come and gone a few times, and every year he’d been told he could go to Las Vegas when he was older. No doubt when he was 21, but Artemis wasn’t sure he’d live to see his 21st birthday, the way things were going with his plans to escape.
“No, silly!” The woman giggled. “You get to go this year! Isn’t that exciting? Oh!” she looked up. “I think Martha’s at the door, she wanted to borrow some sugar…”
Artemis watched her bustle out of the room, thinking not only did Martha come to borrow sugar nearly every other day, but also that this might be the chance he had been waiting for. As far as he could see, there was no way out of the town. But, if he was going to Las Vegas, he was going somewhere besides the hellhole he was in now. Which meant there would be plenty of opportunity for him to get ‘lost’. Perhaps take the wrong bus home.
The young man smiled, the last vestiges of his old vampiric smirk stirring. He looked up at the calendar. Two days until he was eighteen.
Where is your HMD? -flails-
You are amazing!! And your Artemis is, well, kind of adorable. And still the brilliant genius he always has been. Very in-character, I think, what with all the chess and social cluelessness and learning to care for people. <3 You're absolutely excellent at building relationships with the other characters, and it's always fun (or scary) to read.
Please don't think I'm a creeper D:
Also the PB you use for icons is really hot. <3
That's all. ^^ Thanks for being awesome!
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A-and yeah, I kind of picked this PB because he is rather fetching. ♥ TOTALLY JUSTIFIED FOR DV. :|b
Thank you so much for being awesome and totally making my day! \o/
...also I have completely neglected to put up an HMD on this journal. |D; I have one up on my Arty journal for
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True, DV doesn't really suit Artemis, but that's what makes it fun, right? ^^ And he's quite very good at adapting.
(Thank god you don't think I'm being creepy. Haha o-o; )
And LOL YES. Pretty PBs make it all even better. xD
Oh and I'd totally stalk that Arty too, if the comm wasn't (I assume) friendlocked. xD Guess you've had some experience in roleplaying Artemis?
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This is true! I was really interested in the setting, and Arty's kind of like a pair of comfortable jeans at this point. |3 I've been playing him since May 2007 at
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Oh you spoil me with links <333 Artemis and Death Note characters! Wonderful amazing brilliant insertwordhere combination. Just like with Lelouch~! :3 Anyway, I'll be off to stalk those posts too now. x_x
(Pfft real life. I wish I had one.)