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Kim Wexler ([personal profile] saintclaire) wrote in [personal profile] groundrules 2022-10-08 06:18 pm (UTC)

Kim Wexler | Better Call Saul

PLAYER NAME: Jenn
CONTACT: victoryfanfare on plurk, victoryfanfare#4736 on discord
HOW DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE GAME?: A friend and I were talking about finding a new game and she had praise for the mod's writing. And so: TDM thread (Friend is Carolyn.)

CHARACTER: Kimberly "Kim" Wexler
CANON: Better Call Saul
CANON POINT: S6 E7: Plan & Execution, after Kim and her husband have gotten home from a long day where they pulled their biggest scam yet.

BACKGROUND: Kim Wexler @ Breaking Bad Wiki

ABILITIES | POWERS: Kim is a baseline normal human being with no particular experience or interest in combat, use of weapons, survival, etc. In fact, those things are alarming to her. Basically the only thing she has approaching a figurative superpower is her resilience, often deployed in tandem with her workaholic tendencies. She is a skilled negotiator and convincing actress with an intense aptitude for con-artist shenanigans.

PERSONALITY:

Kim had a tricky childhood, raised by a mother who took a particular glee in defrauding people for her own gain, and a father who was in and out of her life (and prison.) They cared for her but had a skewed idea of what her needs were: it was easier to acquire petty material things than reliably have dinner on the table, a roof over her head, and a ride home from school, those sorts of things. She never starved or slept on the streets, but there was a sense that she had minimal stability at best, and at worst was actively helping her mother shoplift. How do you learn what's right or wrong in that situation? Kim's approach was to watch To Kill A Mockingbird until the tape wore out and start shutting herself off from her mother, saying "no" even when it left her walking in the cold. She did the thing no kid should have to do and pulled herself up by her bootstraps and left as soon as she could, leaving her small-town upbringing in (figurative) flames behind her and putting herself through law school to pursue the noble cause she craved.

She's been that person ever since, in some ways. I save me, she tells her then-boyfriend-now-husband when he tries the fix the havoc he's caused in her professional life. Her rigid discipline allowed her to pursue a successful career, accolades, a partner track at a respected law firm, and a banking client that most young lawyers would dream of landing. She's got a new but modest one-bedroom condo, a decent car, and a husband she'd kill for. What's more, people generally admire Kim. People at the courthouse see her as hard-working, dutiful, polite, and fair. Her colleagues know her as a brilliant legal mind and really fun to do bourbon shots with. Even the people who don't like her still acknowledge her presence in a negotiation, the tenacity that sometimes veers into temerity. None of them are wrong, either. Kim is those things, and she is that way sincerely, but it is also what she wants them to see. The professionalism, honesty and respectability that she shows to others is both an ideal self she strives for and an armor to protect her.

The truth is this: Kim Wexler will help you out of a tough spot, even if it works her to the bone or comes at great personal cost. She'll just draw a hard, hard line between anyone who claims to know her because of it.

Kim doesn't want anyone to know what she's thinking. She feels no compulsion to fill the silences in conversations, no need to ease the tension in a room. Holding people at an arm's length like that is an easy way to protect her more vulnerable self, the parts of her that are embarrassing and uncool and a little bit misanthropic. Who at work knows her interests, her taste in movies? Would they even recognize her at a grocery store on a random Sunday, without the crisply pressed pantsuits and immaculately curled ponytail? Do they understand her silence when they comment on how sleazy that Saul Goodman is, not realizing he's her husband, Jimmy, the man who can tease out laughter that no other human on earth gets to hear? If they don't, they've lost their chance the second she notices. Kim packs up and leaves, emotionally. These are not her people. She's not really sure who her people are, other than Jimmy. She has a simmering resentment for her wealthy and privileged colleagues, but she knows the people she defends don't see her as one of them, either –– poor people who aren't sure if they'll be evicted in a week, young people with budding criminal backgrounds who just need a chance to get back on the right track. Kim fights for them anyway. She doesn't dream of wealth for the sake of a big house; she wants to open a pro bono law firm to bring world-class defense to vulnerable people. Fame has never been a priority, either, she knows Bonnie & Clyde is a movie, not a fantasy. She has an extremely solid idea of who she is, and isn't hard on herself when other people don't understand her. If she wanted them to know more, she could just muster up the courage to tell them.

Unfortunately, the "maturity" Kim took pride in as a child dealing with a capricious and irresponsible mother is now more often than not a sense that she knows better than anyone who challenges her. Her unwillingness to be party to situations she considers out of step with her personal code has her scuttling the jobs that gave her the stability she wanted. Recently, she's jumped headlong into scamming, pulling increasingly audacious con with her con-artist husband, sometimes even on her own clients –– and that's fine, as long as no one gets hurt long-term, right? It's what's good for them, and "there is no other way." A crippling fear of being caught and the resulting consequences used to keep her toeing the line, but in recent years she's realized that there are often no consequences to bad behaviour, or at least not ones that can't be overcome. Truthfully, she doesn't even realize how far this has gone. She's fully settled into the thrill of being this way, and scamming people is both a power rush and a turn-on, a bizarre form of intimacy between her and Jimmy, and an opportunity to get back at people she feels owe her a win, and "do good" –– whatever that means anymore.

Mirror mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all, you know?

SAMPLE:
TDM –– in which Kim is unwinding.
Thread 1 –– Kim and her husband reunite in a bar in Hell.
Thread 2 –– law advice for a volatile teenaged gangster.
Thread 3 –– an argument for not rushing into a desert wasteland on a half-baked rescue mission.

INVENTORY: A charcoal pantsuit with silver blouse, black stiletto high heels, gold geometric earrings and a matching necklace, and a leather legal briefcase containing a coffee mug, five pens, one black Sharpie, two mini tapes, a recorder, two legal pads, a notebook, a record book, two papers, a calculator, five post-it note pads, several business cards, a flip phone (circa 2003), a pack of cigarettes and a flimsy plastic lighter.

NOTES: I am applying alongside a friend's application for Jimmy McGill, Kim's husband. We know you guys have a player cap; if for whatever reason there isn't enough available space for both of us, please let someone else enjoy that role. No matter how much we love the ethos and tone you've set here and are interested in trying, we are looking for a place where we can explore this messy-ass scammer duo together :)

IF ACCEPTED, WOULD YOU WANT A PLOT-LIGHT OR PLOT-HEAVY CUSTOM INTRO? I'm into plot-heavy!

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