second time struck lucky.
Character: Cielo
Series: Digital Devil Saga
Character Age: Appears about 17.
Canon: In a barren world called the Junkyard, five Tribes battle each other for the right to enter ‘Nirvana,’ where they’ll be granted all they desire. Which can’t be much at first, because they’re emotionless fighting machines-at least until a flash of light comes down and changes everything. Unlocked emotions, memories, human identities? Check. Transformation into demons? Cannibalism for survival? Hey, why not? Sounds like a winning combination, right?
Cielo goes from complete blank to upbeat comedian very early on, gaining an extremely optimistic personality along with a distinctive Jamaican accent. He’s cheerful, honest, awkward, and loves to dance and joke; he’s also fiercely loyal and believes in shouldering one’s own burdens. He has the ability to transform into Dyaus, a birdlike demon alternately known as ‘Father of the Sky.’
Sample Post:
Hey, you dere! Ja, you, de green one getting all familiar with dat tree! Take me to your leader! Or, you know, my leader would do in a pinch too. Please? What’s your business grabbing me, anyway? Didn’t sign up for nothing--I don’t even know who de heck ‘Bobsled’ is, so why would I be wanting to join his team, mon? Be reasonable here!
Bobsled, I said. Bobsled, not brains…is hunting really dat bad for you guys? Here, looks like you could use a couple of squirrels. C’mon, dey ain’t dat bad, taste kind of like…chicken! Chicken sounds good. No, still just de brains? Well den, no wonder you’re so skinny, if you keep eating all picky like dat.
Wait, my brains? Nuh-uh. Get dis: I have my karma, you have yours; we both deal with it and we understand dat your karma most definitely ain’t in my head, okay mon? One finger up for yes, two fingers up for no. Yes…no...wait, what? Fingers, I said. Not hands. Dooon’t put dose near me.
…you didn’t need dat arm, did you? You did? Oops. Sorry. I did kinda warn you, mon. And you’re moving around okay, not bleeding or anything, so…forgive and forget? Be a good sport? Here, I’ll even do some of my jammin’ Latin rhythm to cheer you up!
Hey hey, your moves are pretty swingin’ too, brudda; guess I’m not de only dancer here! What do you guys do for fun in dese parts, anyhow? De horizontal mambo, huh? I’m always willing to try something new, care to demonstrate?
-Oh. Uh. Wait, I think I changed my mind. Ew.
Seriously, brudda, I don’t care how good it is ‘down where it’s wetter,’ dat’s just gross.
Series: Digital Devil Saga
Character Age: Appears about 17.
Canon: In a barren world called the Junkyard, five Tribes battle each other for the right to enter ‘Nirvana,’ where they’ll be granted all they desire. Which can’t be much at first, because they’re emotionless fighting machines-at least until a flash of light comes down and changes everything. Unlocked emotions, memories, human identities? Check. Transformation into demons? Cannibalism for survival? Hey, why not? Sounds like a winning combination, right?
Cielo goes from complete blank to upbeat comedian very early on, gaining an extremely optimistic personality along with a distinctive Jamaican accent. He’s cheerful, honest, awkward, and loves to dance and joke; he’s also fiercely loyal and believes in shouldering one’s own burdens. He has the ability to transform into Dyaus, a birdlike demon alternately known as ‘Father of the Sky.’
Sample Post:
Hey, you dere! Ja, you, de green one getting all familiar with dat tree! Take me to your leader! Or, you know, my leader would do in a pinch too. Please? What’s your business grabbing me, anyway? Didn’t sign up for nothing--I don’t even know who de heck ‘Bobsled’ is, so why would I be wanting to join his team, mon? Be reasonable here!
Bobsled, I said. Bobsled, not brains…is hunting really dat bad for you guys? Here, looks like you could use a couple of squirrels. C’mon, dey ain’t dat bad, taste kind of like…chicken! Chicken sounds good. No, still just de brains? Well den, no wonder you’re so skinny, if you keep eating all picky like dat.
Wait, my brains? Nuh-uh. Get dis: I have my karma, you have yours; we both deal with it and we understand dat your karma most definitely ain’t in my head, okay mon? One finger up for yes, two fingers up for no. Yes…no...wait, what? Fingers, I said. Not hands. Dooon’t put dose near me.
…you didn’t need dat arm, did you? You did? Oops. Sorry. I did kinda warn you, mon. And you’re moving around okay, not bleeding or anything, so…forgive and forget? Be a good sport? Here, I’ll even do some of my jammin’ Latin rhythm to cheer you up!
Hey hey, your moves are pretty swingin’ too, brudda; guess I’m not de only dancer here! What do you guys do for fun in dese parts, anyhow? De horizontal mambo, huh? I’m always willing to try something new, care to demonstrate?
-Oh. Uh. Wait, I think I changed my mind. Ew.
Seriously, brudda, I don’t care how good it is ‘down where it’s wetter,’ dat’s just gross.