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Character Info
Name: London Tipton
Canon: Suite Life On Deck
Canon Point: Post series
Age: 20
Background: Some background canon information can be found here and here.
Personality:
London Tipton is a ditzy, carefree, spoiled heiress who embraces the finer things in life and was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. (Her name is a spoof of Paris Hilton.) Her birthday is October 6th, making her a Libra, and she fits it well. She is very into beauty, aesthetics, wealth, and lavish and luxurious self-care, always wanting to look her best at all times. She often out-dresses everyone around her. She is sweet and charming when she wants to be, often using her charm, or far more frequently, her money, to get what she wants from people. She finds money is often the most direct approach, and in her day-to-day life, she rarely has to ask for things, as they are usually taken care of and provided for her.
She is bubbly and cheerful when things are going her way, and even when they aren’t, she may not be happy about it, but she either finds ways to bring herself a bit of joy, or those around her manage to distract her with something to occupy her mind. Kind of like giving a crying baby a set of jingling keys. She is notoriously bad at spelling, and it’s not uncommon for her to misread something, causing her to misinterpret the meaning of a given text. Although London is far from the sharpest knife in the drawer, her positivity is overwhelming. She is quite often seen as an airhead to those who spend just a bit of time around her, but people tend to stick around for London’s cheerfulness and charm, and she’s had more than a few hopeless romantics pining over her, even to the point of completely overlooking her less than stellar intellect for her beauty and grace.
She has a somewhat strained relationship with her father, Wilfred Tipton, as he is never around and has only appeared physically three times throughout the original and spin-off series combined. His face had never been shown until near the end of the final season. Extremely wealthy, and always one to get rid of problems when they can’t be resolved, Mr. Tipton has married, divorced and re-married no less than 15 times by the end of the series. He even got rid of one of London’s romantic competitors by marrying her and effectively removing her from the equation altogether.
Although she rarely sees him in person, she can usually get ahold of him via phone and is often reaching out to him to solve problems that she can’t charm or bribe her way out of, or to just ask for things on a whim. His willingness to solve all of her problems with money has conditioned London to expect that all problems can be solved with money, and although her father wants the best for London, like a good education and to learn the value of money, London hides a level of resentment that he’s never physically there, which seems to be temporarily absolved whenever he does show up. When London gets a little too frivolous with her spending or when she isn’t taking her education with a modicum of seriousness, which is often, Wilfred Tipton does on occasion threaten to shrink her allowance or cut off her inheritance, which is, in and of itself, a bribe, but it nonetheless lights a fire under her feet to do a little better. And she always manages to do just enough to stay in his good graces, even if it’s the bare minimum.
Because of her father’s absence, London primarily finds solace in shopping and indulging in expensive, shiny things to fill the void, and has come to see one of the Tipton’s most prized employees, and the man Wilfred often charges with keeping an eye on London, Mr. Moseby, as a close father figure. Moseby had practically been the one to raise London ever since she was very small and her mother, Mr. Tipton’s 3rd wife, was divorced out of the picture. It’s because of Mr. Moseby that London has the capacity to show compassion to others that she never learned to show from her dad.
London often shows disdain for the poor people’s lifestyle, simply because she cannot fathom what it’s like to be poor. She’s not afraid to flaunt her wealth in front of her friends by gloating, reminding them of her status, bribing them to do her bidding, or being just plain unfair. Of course, they have been known to take her down a peg or two when she steps too far out of line. But she is aware that money makes the world go around, and it’s generally something that everyone wants, which is why she’s so open about bribery. When bribery fails her, London does tend to start somewhat really listening to people, as most people who won’t accept a bribe tend to have strong convictions. This is one of the two ways London makes friends. The other is by initially bribing them and eventually becoming cognizant of their goals, desires, and ambitions. When London does make friends, she is extremely loyal to them for the most part. She even lets her generosity take over in response to their kindness, and will often return a favor that she takes to heart tenfold. Even if she finds herself at a crossroads between getting what she wants and betraying a friend for it, she may end up doing a little soul searching before eventually coming around to making the right decision, even if she isn’t all that jazzed about it at first.
Although London is a spoiled heiress, she does occasionally show bouts of generosity, which may come as a surprise to many. Growing up, London eventually learns that everyone deserves happiness, whether or not they can afford it, and in spite of her industrialized upbringing, her close friends have taught her the importance of the environment and ecosystems. She has since bought expensive gifts and toys for children’s charities, and she even wrote a check for $10 million to help restore an island's suffering ecosystem after her father’s deforestation of the island killed their economy by driving away all of the tropical birds, the island's main tourism draw.
London’s generosity doesn’t just stem from guilt, however. Whenever she goes out to eat, not only do the service staff often recognize her, but they end up extremely lucky to serve her, as she tends to flippantly and egregiously overtip. On occasion, when her poor friends express not being able to afford something, she’s been known every once in a while to reach into her designer clutch and pull out a wad of cash, although usually for a “small” favor. Those who have caught onto her generosity also tend to take advantage of her gullibility as well. Of all her friends, Zack is probably the one who tries to trick London into turning him a profit. He’s also the one who is the most willingly susceptible to her bribes.
London’s gullibility doesn’t take much of a financial toll on her, but can sometimes take an emotional toll. She once fell in love with a hot grifter in Italy who feigned wanting to go to a prestigious performing arts school that he couldn’t afford, and London happily handed him $100,000 in cash on the spot out of the goodness of her heart without batting an eye. But when he repaid her by taking off and standing her up for the date they’d planned, she was left emotionally devastated.
London is very much a princess, preferring not to have to lift a finger, and considering the fact that she is an heiress of Tipton enterprises, she is often of the mindset that she doesn’t have to lift a finger. This is why, although she had been encouraged to go to school throughout her youth, she never took school seriously. Even aboard the S.S. Tipton where her father placed her in a floating high school so it would be harder for her to skip class, she makes the most of her time in Ms. Tutweiller’s class by blatantly reading magazines and tabloids, texting, touching up her makeup and nails, and ragging on Ms. Tutweiller for her poor fashion choices, bad hair and nails, and the fact that she’s single and alone in her thirties, all from her center-of-attention spot in the front row of the class. London sometimes puts an effort into her assignments, particularly when daddy threatens to cut her allowance by another million if her grades don’t improve, and will resort to lining her school papers with $100 bills, adding color swatches of her favorite makeup, and actually writing something. No matter how misinterpreted and inaccurate it is, it usually earns London a D just because it’s something different from the kids who did their book report based on the movie again.
On occasion, London does prove that she’s smarter than people assume she is, even if it is by luck. As physically far removed as she is from her father most of the time, she’s actually picked up on a number of his shrewd business practices, and it’s not unheard of that she has the makings of a savvy entrepreneur somewhere inside of her. It’s this bit of occasional care for her own progress, along with the occasional help of Cody and Bailey, two of her good friends and the smartest two kids to ever exist, that London manages to stay afloat. Their favors make London realize how lucky she is that they never really abandon her, like some of her rich friends have done in the past. London manages to graduate with the rest of her class, which is something that she hadn’t much cared about until she realized that all of her friends would be leaving her behind.
Powers: Shopping and looking fabulous.
Inventory: Her pomeranian Ivana, one designer bag, one oddly on-theme dress, one glass nail file and one compact mirror.
Samples:
The sudden removal from her cozy penthouse suite atop the Tipton Paris hotel has London in a state of panic. Her eyes are tightly squeezed shut and a scream of shock escapes her as she clutches her fists together under her chin. Her scream subsides and she slowly opens one eye after the other, although her hands are still clasped. Present enough to take in her surroundings, London does not like what she sees.
"Aaaah!" she screams once more. "Where am I? What is this place? Why does it look like where old people live?" She looks around for some kind of answer, only to be met with a glowing hologram. She's a bit too distracted to notice where it's coming from, but it's no doubt kinda pretty to look at. She's enthralled when it starts speaking:
"I am The Augur. As the signs manifest, so do I read them. From the sky; from the birds; from the dance; from the animals; from portents. All such things did conspire to bring you here, to bring life back to the world of Erku."
"...Heh?"
She's not sure anyone would have been able to understand that, let alone herself. She raises a tentative finger. "Could you say that again, only using words I understand?"
But the hologram doesn't oblige, disappearing only to be replaced by probing and invasive robots. She releases a few shrieks of protest as she's examined, stopping only when a strange bracelet is placed on her wrist. Giving her the bracelet also seems to be the last thing they do, and she stares at it for a few moments before speaking up. "This is kinda cute, but does it come in platinum?"
No sooner than she asks is she teleported yet again, finding herself in a salty ocean sea bath. Shrieking and flailing, she finds herself washing up on a sandy shore, soaked and sputtering up salt water. Climbing to her feet, she releases an angry groan, hobbling on one shoe as an errant wave washes the other one onto the shore next to her. She snatches up the shoe and shakes it at the sky. "This is an Arturo Vitali!" she shouts. Exasperated, she wiggles her shoe back on. "Ugh, I better be able to get a really good shampoo," she says, wringing salt water out of her hair.
After a few moments of trying to brush the sand off to no avail, she realizes that she has absolutely no idea where she is, yet again. Would daddy be able to send the private jet all the way out here? How far is it from Paris to Urkel? she thinks, searching her person and realizing that not only does she have no pockets, but also no phone. She lets her head fall back, and the view of the snowy white moon and faint stars seems to really bring home what a hopeless situation she's found herself in. She sighs, feeling a lump well up in her throat, and starts making her way from the shore.
Name: Lexie
Over 18?: Yes (33)
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Characters Currently In Game: N/A
Character Info
Name: London Tipton
Canon: Suite Life On Deck
Canon Point: Post series
Age: 20
Background: Some background canon information can be found here and here.
Personality:
London Tipton is a ditzy, carefree, spoiled heiress who embraces the finer things in life and was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. (Her name is a spoof of Paris Hilton.) Her birthday is October 6th, making her a Libra, and she fits it well. She is very into beauty, aesthetics, wealth, and lavish and luxurious self-care, always wanting to look her best at all times. She often out-dresses everyone around her. She is sweet and charming when she wants to be, often using her charm, or far more frequently, her money, to get what she wants from people. She finds money is often the most direct approach, and in her day-to-day life, she rarely has to ask for things, as they are usually taken care of and provided for her.
She is bubbly and cheerful when things are going her way, and even when they aren’t, she may not be happy about it, but she either finds ways to bring herself a bit of joy, or those around her manage to distract her with something to occupy her mind. Kind of like giving a crying baby a set of jingling keys. She is notoriously bad at spelling, and it’s not uncommon for her to misread something, causing her to misinterpret the meaning of a given text. Although London is far from the sharpest knife in the drawer, her positivity is overwhelming. She is quite often seen as an airhead to those who spend just a bit of time around her, but people tend to stick around for London’s cheerfulness and charm, and she’s had more than a few hopeless romantics pining over her, even to the point of completely overlooking her less than stellar intellect for her beauty and grace.
She has a somewhat strained relationship with her father, Wilfred Tipton, as he is never around and has only appeared physically three times throughout the original and spin-off series combined. His face had never been shown until near the end of the final season. Extremely wealthy, and always one to get rid of problems when they can’t be resolved, Mr. Tipton has married, divorced and re-married no less than 15 times by the end of the series. He even got rid of one of London’s romantic competitors by marrying her and effectively removing her from the equation altogether.
Although she rarely sees him in person, she can usually get ahold of him via phone and is often reaching out to him to solve problems that she can’t charm or bribe her way out of, or to just ask for things on a whim. His willingness to solve all of her problems with money has conditioned London to expect that all problems can be solved with money, and although her father wants the best for London, like a good education and to learn the value of money, London hides a level of resentment that he’s never physically there, which seems to be temporarily absolved whenever he does show up. When London gets a little too frivolous with her spending or when she isn’t taking her education with a modicum of seriousness, which is often, Wilfred Tipton does on occasion threaten to shrink her allowance or cut off her inheritance, which is, in and of itself, a bribe, but it nonetheless lights a fire under her feet to do a little better. And she always manages to do just enough to stay in his good graces, even if it’s the bare minimum.
Because of her father’s absence, London primarily finds solace in shopping and indulging in expensive, shiny things to fill the void, and has come to see one of the Tipton’s most prized employees, and the man Wilfred often charges with keeping an eye on London, Mr. Moseby, as a close father figure. Moseby had practically been the one to raise London ever since she was very small and her mother, Mr. Tipton’s 3rd wife, was divorced out of the picture. It’s because of Mr. Moseby that London has the capacity to show compassion to others that she never learned to show from her dad.
London often shows disdain for the poor people’s lifestyle, simply because she cannot fathom what it’s like to be poor. She’s not afraid to flaunt her wealth in front of her friends by gloating, reminding them of her status, bribing them to do her bidding, or being just plain unfair. Of course, they have been known to take her down a peg or two when she steps too far out of line. But she is aware that money makes the world go around, and it’s generally something that everyone wants, which is why she’s so open about bribery. When bribery fails her, London does tend to start somewhat really listening to people, as most people who won’t accept a bribe tend to have strong convictions. This is one of the two ways London makes friends. The other is by initially bribing them and eventually becoming cognizant of their goals, desires, and ambitions. When London does make friends, she is extremely loyal to them for the most part. She even lets her generosity take over in response to their kindness, and will often return a favor that she takes to heart tenfold. Even if she finds herself at a crossroads between getting what she wants and betraying a friend for it, she may end up doing a little soul searching before eventually coming around to making the right decision, even if she isn’t all that jazzed about it at first.
Although London is a spoiled heiress, she does occasionally show bouts of generosity, which may come as a surprise to many. Growing up, London eventually learns that everyone deserves happiness, whether or not they can afford it, and in spite of her industrialized upbringing, her close friends have taught her the importance of the environment and ecosystems. She has since bought expensive gifts and toys for children’s charities, and she even wrote a check for $10 million to help restore an island's suffering ecosystem after her father’s deforestation of the island killed their economy by driving away all of the tropical birds, the island's main tourism draw.
London’s generosity doesn’t just stem from guilt, however. Whenever she goes out to eat, not only do the service staff often recognize her, but they end up extremely lucky to serve her, as she tends to flippantly and egregiously overtip. On occasion, when her poor friends express not being able to afford something, she’s been known every once in a while to reach into her designer clutch and pull out a wad of cash, although usually for a “small” favor. Those who have caught onto her generosity also tend to take advantage of her gullibility as well. Of all her friends, Zack is probably the one who tries to trick London into turning him a profit. He’s also the one who is the most willingly susceptible to her bribes.
London’s gullibility doesn’t take much of a financial toll on her, but can sometimes take an emotional toll. She once fell in love with a hot grifter in Italy who feigned wanting to go to a prestigious performing arts school that he couldn’t afford, and London happily handed him $100,000 in cash on the spot out of the goodness of her heart without batting an eye. But when he repaid her by taking off and standing her up for the date they’d planned, she was left emotionally devastated.
London is very much a princess, preferring not to have to lift a finger, and considering the fact that she is an heiress of Tipton enterprises, she is often of the mindset that she doesn’t have to lift a finger. This is why, although she had been encouraged to go to school throughout her youth, she never took school seriously. Even aboard the S.S. Tipton where her father placed her in a floating high school so it would be harder for her to skip class, she makes the most of her time in Ms. Tutweiller’s class by blatantly reading magazines and tabloids, texting, touching up her makeup and nails, and ragging on Ms. Tutweiller for her poor fashion choices, bad hair and nails, and the fact that she’s single and alone in her thirties, all from her center-of-attention spot in the front row of the class. London sometimes puts an effort into her assignments, particularly when daddy threatens to cut her allowance by another million if her grades don’t improve, and will resort to lining her school papers with $100 bills, adding color swatches of her favorite makeup, and actually writing something. No matter how misinterpreted and inaccurate it is, it usually earns London a D just because it’s something different from the kids who did their book report based on the movie again.
On occasion, London does prove that she’s smarter than people assume she is, even if it is by luck. As physically far removed as she is from her father most of the time, she’s actually picked up on a number of his shrewd business practices, and it’s not unheard of that she has the makings of a savvy entrepreneur somewhere inside of her. It’s this bit of occasional care for her own progress, along with the occasional help of Cody and Bailey, two of her good friends and the smartest two kids to ever exist, that London manages to stay afloat. Their favors make London realize how lucky she is that they never really abandon her, like some of her rich friends have done in the past. London manages to graduate with the rest of her class, which is something that she hadn’t much cared about until she realized that all of her friends would be leaving her behind.
Powers: Shopping and looking fabulous.
Inventory: Her pomeranian Ivana, one designer bag, one oddly on-theme dress, one glass nail file and one compact mirror.
Samples:
The sudden removal from her cozy penthouse suite atop the Tipton Paris hotel has London in a state of panic. Her eyes are tightly squeezed shut and a scream of shock escapes her as she clutches her fists together under her chin. Her scream subsides and she slowly opens one eye after the other, although her hands are still clasped. Present enough to take in her surroundings, London does not like what she sees.
"Aaaah!" she screams once more. "Where am I? What is this place? Why does it look like where old people live?" She looks around for some kind of answer, only to be met with a glowing hologram. She's a bit too distracted to notice where it's coming from, but it's no doubt kinda pretty to look at. She's enthralled when it starts speaking:
"I am The Augur. As the signs manifest, so do I read them. From the sky; from the birds; from the dance; from the animals; from portents. All such things did conspire to bring you here, to bring life back to the world of Erku."
"...Heh?"
She's not sure anyone would have been able to understand that, let alone herself. She raises a tentative finger. "Could you say that again, only using words I understand?"
But the hologram doesn't oblige, disappearing only to be replaced by probing and invasive robots. She releases a few shrieks of protest as she's examined, stopping only when a strange bracelet is placed on her wrist. Giving her the bracelet also seems to be the last thing they do, and she stares at it for a few moments before speaking up. "This is kinda cute, but does it come in platinum?"
No sooner than she asks is she teleported yet again, finding herself in a salty ocean sea bath. Shrieking and flailing, she finds herself washing up on a sandy shore, soaked and sputtering up salt water. Climbing to her feet, she releases an angry groan, hobbling on one shoe as an errant wave washes the other one onto the shore next to her. She snatches up the shoe and shakes it at the sky. "This is an Arturo Vitali!" she shouts. Exasperated, she wiggles her shoe back on. "Ugh, I better be able to get a really good shampoo," she says, wringing salt water out of her hair.
After a few moments of trying to brush the sand off to no avail, she realizes that she has absolutely no idea where she is, yet again. Would daddy be able to send the private jet all the way out here? How far is it from Paris to Urkel? she thinks, searching her person and realizing that not only does she have no pockets, but also no phone. She lets her head fall back, and the view of the snowy white moon and faint stars seems to really bring home what a hopeless situation she's found herself in. She sighs, feeling a lump well up in her throat, and starts making her way from the shore.