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PLAYER INFORMATION

PLAYER: Conwaaaaaay!

AGED 18+? Yes!

RESERVED? No!

IN-GAME CHARACTERS: Nux!

CHARACTER INFORMATION

NAME: Ahkmenrah

CANON: The Night at the Museum Series

CANON POINT: After the end of the third film, when Ahkmenrah has settled into life in London.

ARRIVAL TYPE: Accidental, involuntary or rescued.

IC USERNAME: Fernando

HISTORY:
Ahkmenrah was born in roughly 2500 BC. He was the youngest son of the Pharaoh, Merenkahre, and his wife Shepseheret, and he was immediately their favorite son. When he was born, his father couldn't bear to imagine a life where they would be separated by death, so he had his wisest priests use all of their mystic historical knowledge to create a magical golden tablet, as a gift to his son.

So Ahkmenrah got the bigger temples, he got the magical tablet, and eventually, he got the throne. A fact that his older, uglier, more murderous brother did not take kindly too.

In many ways, Ahkmenrah lived a charmed life. He ruled over a united Egypt during a time of great prosperity, and owned countless slaves. But despite being chosen to rule ahead of his brother, Ahkmenrah's reign was a short one. It was ended when his older brother murdered him, and entombed him along with his parents.

For the next four thousand years, Ahkmenrah was magically resurrected every night to hang out with his parents. This was how he lived, right up until 1938, when their tomb was excavated. Ahkmenrah's parents were sent to the British museum, and Ahkmenrah and his tablet were sent to the Egyptology department of Cambridge University, where he remained and acclimated to life in the modern age, until the year 1956.

In 1956, Ahkmenrah and his tablet were moved to the New York Museum of Natual History, and unlike in Cambridge, where he made it out of his sarcophagus, and presumably had enough contact with the staff and students to pick up a British accent? In New York, he awoke every night for the next fifty years to find himself screaming, struggling and locked in a coffin, right up until he was freed... in the first Night in the Museum movie...

And then his history continued in two more.

PERSONALITY:

Perhaps because he spent literal millennia hanging out with his parents, Ahkmenrah is quite a bit more polite than you might expect from someone who still introduces himself with a full royal title. Indeed, considering the fact that he first appears in canon after spending fifty years locked in a box, he is astonishingly cordial with the other inhabitants of the museum. He is gracious, complimentary, both helpful, and receptive of help that's offered to him by others, and is comfortable slipping into a supporting role to the characters around him.

While much of this might just be due to Ahkmenrah being an all around Nice GuyTM it also seems, at least in part, to be a response to a certain shyness or insecurity that he feels in his new surroundings. This suggested by the fact that his good manners slip slightly in later films, when he knows the other characters a little better. He's still, largely cordial to those around him, but there's an element to which this cordiality is merely Ahkmenrah humoring people while he quietly looks down on them. He has a kind of glib superiority with certain people, that isn't immediately apparent, and sometimes his good manners conceal the fact that he would prefer to watch someone make a fool out of themselves, than actually help or correct their behavior.

He has a streak of vanity, and a keen sense of how it is proper for him to present himself. While he doesn't seem dismayed at being seen out of his proper royal attire, he does take the time to get fully dressed and put on make up before going out in search of his stolen tablet. He also cheerfully makes up an impressive sounding title for the museum's night guard, and when it ceases to be accurate, he continues to use it because it sounds cool.

He can also, in some respects, be slightly lacking in empathy. He's been dead for four thousand years, and has a magical tablet of resurrection. Perhaps due to this, his levels of concern for other people's lives are kind of on the low side. This is particularly apparent in the third film when he comments idly on two of his friends being baked to death in some air ducts, before realizing that this kind of comment is, perhaps, a bit much for everyone else.

For the sake of politeness, fitting in, and keeping people on his good side, Ahkmenrah probably does a fair amount of self censoring in his daily life. He plays his cards relatively close to his chest, and only reveals any sign of fear when he's absolutely forced to seek assistance. His boundaries fall however, when we see him around his family. Ahkmenrah is extremely close to his parents, to the point where the veil falls away from his low key sass and attempts to impress people. Around them, he becomes less an austere Pharaoh, and more a surly child with an extremely embarrassing dad.

Overall, perhaps what is most defining about Ahkmenrah, is that despite his violent death, extremely old age, and questionable Cambridge Education, he is quite naive. His parents and position allowed him an unusually easy life, and he spent his death largely isolated (And probably still being doted on a bit. Favourite child and all.) The modern world is so alien to him that he has, at least, some self awareness about the fact that things have moved on around him. This is probably how he is able to be so polite to everyone, because he is kind of aware that the world has him at a disadvantage. Still, he remains curious, receptive, and willing to embrace much of the future.

In particular, he loves dance parties, where his rarely seen flamboyant side emerges. He has no discernible shame, possibly because he has never been in an environment where anyone would tell him that his dancing was bad.

INVENTORY: The magical golden tablet that he needs to live! Even though technically I'd like to have Ahkmenrah show up involuntarily (aka: naked and itemless) would it be all right for the clock to dump this with him when he shows up? Because I want to put a shriveled naked mummy in a field of clover, for comedy reasons, but if he can't have his magical golden tablet then he'll just have to lie there as a shriveled husk forever.

If this isn't okay, please let me know and I'll apply for him to arrive some other way!

CHANGES: None!

SAMPLES

ONE: Millions of tdm threads!
TWO: a prose psl thread. (also known as Britt's secret shame.)
THREE:

It's been a very, very long time since Ahkmenrah last had beer. He drank something while he was in Cambridge, and perhaps there had been something small in the taste of it that reminded him of beer, but it had been thin and bitter, not rich and sweet like beer should be. He hasn't had Egyptian beer for thousands of years.

Which is why, when he enters the pub, which is all yellow lights and warm, wooden counters, he doesn't expect to find any. He comes to the bar, peering over it at the rows of brightly colored glass bottles, searching the refrigerators for anything familiar that might catch his fancy. He likes tea now, and snapple. His mind does wander as his gaze rakes through the refrigerator, and perhaps this is why, when he glances down at the counter again, he sees a tall, earth wear jar, filled with a warm brown liquid.

He takes a sip, and immediately his eyes fall shut. It's rich and sweet and nourishing, and like nothing he's tasted in a long time, almost as good as...

He lowers his head to take another sip, only to find that a bowl of pitted dates laid out on the bar as well, and he makes a little noise of approval in the back of his throat.

The museum had contained many things. Dates had not been among them.