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Character: Trowa Barton
Series: Gundam Wing
Character Age: Assumed around 17
Canon:
Gundam Wing is another mecha series. Rather, it's another Gundam series. A fairly popular japanimation series about people in space who fly giant robots. Sometime in the far future when man can live in outer space there are colonies and there are not-colonies. The not-colonies are a united force of the Alliance and tend to rule the colonies, "with an iron fist" wiki so helpfully points out. Peace seeking is interrupted by an assassination (damn those assassins) and fighting breaks out. Five scientists make these super cool nifty GUNDAMS and set in motion a mildly convoluted "operation meteor" to strike back at OZ (plot!).
Trowa Barton (whose real name is not Trowa Barton) is one of five pilots of one of the Gundams. His is Heavyarms, and it has a gun. And a knife. He sits on the same side of the personality line as Heero does, the silent protagonist. However, while Heero favors 'hns' and other such expressive grunts, Trowa merely goes with silence, or the more traditional '...' Contrary to fanon belief, Trowa does actually talk. He's not mute, as evidenced by a few monologues places throughout the series, and he even laughs... once. But hey, that counts for something, right? A few other dimensions of his character are sneaky and hidden throughout the series. However, it is evidenced that he's calculating and not slow to act so much as he considers his options. Subdued or low-key would also be good personality descriptors for Trowa. Last (and I swear this has a segue), Trowa has a thing for masks, metaphorically and literally.
And one of his image songs is "clown". Really.
Sample Post:
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"Dear Mr. Barton,
Welcome to Camp! We are glad to have you, just as we are sure you are glad to have us! However, we are sorely disappointed to find that you have already used up your allotted number of stoic character ellipses. If you wish to continue dot dot dotting, we advise that you upgrade yourself to ninja status. How might you go about doing this, you might ask? First, we ask that you ditch the turtleneck, jeans are optional. An elaborate, colorful costume is advised, while a gigantic bow is not required, we have several laying around if you wish to acquire one. Third, be a ninja.
This note has been brought to you by the Audience Association for the Protection of Ninja Rights and Trademarks. For further questions... well, don't contact us, we'll have our people call you.
<3 Chu~"
..- This is unexpected. Even more so to have been delivered such a message upon my arrival to "Camp". I have no desire to become a ninja, but if I am mistaken for one it might be useful. It would be to my advantage to be able to blend in, and judging from the A.A.P.N.R. the ninja population must be fairly high. However, the appearance of such an association would impede this charade, and should be taken into account. The fact that they monitor movement and are aware of simple things like the pausing before speech is also noted.
This area seems to be highly populated with people in various stages of decomposition. A weapon with a large amount of firepower and range would be ideal. Other options are as follows: escape, distractive combat, avoidance and direct physical force.
Materials found are inadequate to deal with the undead, henceforth labeled as the Zclass Omni-Mobile Biological Infected lifEforms [ZOMBIEs]. Both the lead pipe labeled 'for personal use only' and small rectangular 'homeland security: terrorist level is now prune' sticker are poor choices to fend off any attacker. Insufficient cover has been provided in the arrangement of wooden shacks. There is evidence that both civilian and military personnel have inhabited these shacks, shown by the odd appearance of both shell casings (remnants of the victims of the ZOMBIEs?) and a variety of female undergarments that have been proudly displayed on a flagpole. Acquiring the knowledge of a native or even the assistance of another nonZOMBIE would be useful. So far many of the lifeforms encountered fall into the category of enemy.
The potential for allies may have been found ... however the large sign proclaiming "ALLIES HERE, PLEASE INSERT A QUARTER TO CONTINUE GAMEPLAY" is strangely disheartening.
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Series: Gundam Wing
Character Age: Assumed around 17
Canon:
Gundam Wing is another mecha series. Rather, it's another Gundam series. A fairly popular japanimation series about people in space who fly giant robots. Sometime in the far future when man can live in outer space there are colonies and there are not-colonies. The not-colonies are a united force of the Alliance and tend to rule the colonies, "with an iron fist" wiki so helpfully points out. Peace seeking is interrupted by an assassination (damn those assassins) and fighting breaks out. Five scientists make these super cool nifty GUNDAMS and set in motion a mildly convoluted "operation meteor" to strike back at OZ (plot!).
Trowa Barton (whose real name is not Trowa Barton) is one of five pilots of one of the Gundams. His is Heavyarms, and it has a gun. And a knife. He sits on the same side of the personality line as Heero does, the silent protagonist. However, while Heero favors 'hns' and other such expressive grunts, Trowa merely goes with silence, or the more traditional '...' Contrary to fanon belief, Trowa does actually talk. He's not mute, as evidenced by a few monologues places throughout the series, and he even laughs... once. But hey, that counts for something, right? A few other dimensions of his character are sneaky and hidden throughout the series. However, it is evidenced that he's calculating and not slow to act so much as he considers his options. Subdued or low-key would also be good personality descriptors for Trowa. Last (and I swear this has a segue), Trowa has a thing for masks, metaphorically and literally.
And one of his image songs is "clown". Really.
Sample Post:
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...?
"Dear Mr. Barton,
Welcome to Camp! We are glad to have you, just as we are sure you are glad to have us! However, we are sorely disappointed to find that you have already used up your allotted number of stoic character ellipses. If you wish to continue dot dot dotting, we advise that you upgrade yourself to ninja status. How might you go about doing this, you might ask? First, we ask that you ditch the turtleneck, jeans are optional. An elaborate, colorful costume is advised, while a gigantic bow is not required, we have several laying around if you wish to acquire one. Third, be a ninja.
This note has been brought to you by the Audience Association for the Protection of Ninja Rights and Trademarks. For further questions... well, don't contact us, we'll have our people call you.
<3 Chu~"
..- This is unexpected. Even more so to have been delivered such a message upon my arrival to "Camp". I have no desire to become a ninja, but if I am mistaken for one it might be useful. It would be to my advantage to be able to blend in, and judging from the A.A.P.N.R. the ninja population must be fairly high. However, the appearance of such an association would impede this charade, and should be taken into account. The fact that they monitor movement and are aware of simple things like the pausing before speech is also noted.
This area seems to be highly populated with people in various stages of decomposition. A weapon with a large amount of firepower and range would be ideal. Other options are as follows: escape, distractive combat, avoidance and direct physical force.
Materials found are inadequate to deal with the undead, henceforth labeled as the Zclass Omni-Mobile Biological Infected lifEforms [ZOMBIEs]. Both the lead pipe labeled 'for personal use only' and small rectangular 'homeland security: terrorist level is now prune' sticker are poor choices to fend off any attacker. Insufficient cover has been provided in the arrangement of wooden shacks. There is evidence that both civilian and military personnel have inhabited these shacks, shown by the odd appearance of both shell casings (remnants of the victims of the ZOMBIEs?) and a variety of female undergarments that have been proudly displayed on a flagpole. Acquiring the knowledge of a native or even the assistance of another nonZOMBIE would be useful. So far many of the lifeforms encountered fall into the category of enemy.
The potential for allies may have been found ... however the large sign proclaiming "ALLIES HERE, PLEASE INSERT A QUARTER TO CONTINUE GAMEPLAY" is strangely disheartening.
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