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Character: Elena Fisher
Series:
Uncharted (series)
Character Age: 27.
Job: Camp Local Correspondent.
Canon: Uncharted follows the adventures of Nathan Drake, a self-styled descendent of legendary explorer Sir Francis Drake. In an effort to track down the world's lost treasures, Nate finds himself going against improbable odds, often involving heavily armed goons, curiously flimsy modes of transportation, booby trapped ruins, and all manner of weird supernatural mutants and monsters.
Elena Fisher is an
intrepid reporter who often finds herself swept up in Nate's adventures, often against her own better judgment. Her determination leads her to overcome anything that's thrown at her, despite being justifiably afraid. However, after four years of being shot at by pirates and mercenaries, as well as running into truly strange supernatural phenomena, she's grown a little jaded to the call of adventure. At heart, however, she's a staunch idealist and won't back down when there's good to be done and especially when there are people to save.
Sample Entry:
Elena Fisher reporting from America's Heartland, where we may get to the bottom of the mystery of spate of missing teenagers. Local rumor has it that this nondescript corn farm is home to nearly two hundred people, most of them adolescents. When reached for comment, the proprietor of the property claimed that the farm is a 'camp for troubled teens.' However, I was refused a face-to-face interview. So, are the residents of this farm really the victims of kidnapping, or even mere runaways? And if so, what brings them out here to this remote and unremarkable location? Let's ask and find out.
There's someone wandering around the corn field here. From here, he looks a little ... dazed? Maybe he's been drugged. If that's the case I don't want to startle him, but I'm going to try and get a closer look, maybe figure out what's wrong. Eugh, what is that smell? It sure isn't cow pies. Alright, I think I've got a good angle on this guy. He appears to be limping, like he's been injured and-oh shit his arm just fell off! It's not bleeding, but I think I see maggots. Does that mean he's a-you know what? I'm not going to finish that sentence. I'm getting the hell out of here.
How do I get myself in these messes? Because you know, I really didn't think covering a story about missing teens in the Midwest was going to end with zombies. As in actual zombies and not one of those costume flash mobs that are so popular these days. When I got here and saw those robot cows I thought for sure that this was some sort of festival like Burning Man, and those missing kids were just running off for fun. But no, it's just my luck that the farm has the living dead. And just watch, there's going to be some cursed book bound in human skin buried under a well or something like that. For once I would love it if someone actually gave me a heads-up about this sort of thing, you know like "there might be swarms of flesh-eating spiders in this cave" or "I think I saw some cursed mutants down there." I'm not some delicate little flower, I can take care of myself, but I could do it better if I was at least a little prepared for, well, this. Ugh, that thing gave me the creeps. But if there are kids here, somebody has to help them. So here we go again. Hey, at least nobody's shooting at me this time. Alright, I can do this. There has to be a shotgun on a farm. Either way I'll get a good shot at them, right?
Poll Vote! Character: Olivia Dunham
Series: Fringe
Character Age: 31
Job: Camp "Fringevestigator"
Canon: In the TV series, Fringe, technology and science are constantly pushing the edges of reality, resulting in what some would call pseudo-science, or fringe science. Incidents range from body-stealing shapeshifters, sentient mold, a disease that causes someone to literally lose face, and much, much more. Luckily, the FBI has a division specially tasked to dealing with these crises: the Fringe division. Olivia Dunham is thrown into their ranks when she enlists the help of con-man Peter Bishop in approaching his genius father for help with a strange case. Add in some past experiments from Olivia's childhood and a cow named Gene, and you have a FOX sci-fi series.
Olivia Dunham is, above all else, persistent. That persistence is what leads her to the Fringe division when her partner contracts a strange disease that causes his skin to slowly degrade and become translucent. Despite past trauma, Olivia is capable and efficient, dealing with kidnappings, bio-terrorists, and malicious bureaucracy. Blunt and to the point, Olivia has nonetheless proven to be a good support system to her small family, making time to relax with her young niece and sister. Though she can seem cold, direct, and even a bit awkward at first, no one can deny Olivia is a serious ass-kicker. A little less evident is her gentle touch when dealing with the unique personalities she encounters, and comforting the children that often get caught up in various Fringe investigations. Olivia is the first to admit that she's not 'good' at relationships, but that doesn't stop her from being a good friend and confidante to her esoteric team.
Sample Post:
Hi, I'm Agent Olivia Dunham, FBI. I'm here to investigate the disappearances of several individuals. We've had reports that a large number of civilians are being kept here against their will in some kind of murder mystery simulation. I don't think I have to remind you that kind of thing is highly illegal. There have also been reports of experiments on toucans and the other local wildlife. It's evident you've been doing something to them. While dyeing an animal's fur isn't exactly against the law, it still seems pretty cruel. Purple just doesn't seem right. In addition, the gorillas have definitely made some very lewd gestures. I'm not even sure what half of those things mean, and I don't think I really want to know.
Personally, I don't buy your story that this is a body farm. It looks less like a study of cadavers and more like some kind of rave. A rave with poor hygiene. How did all of you contract the exact same skin condition and let it degrade this far? I understand a fear of police involvement, especially when it's this obvious that you're doing some very questionable things, but the health of your people should be your top priority. If you need medical help, I can assure you that I know someone very familiar with these kinds of cases. But if you want me to help you, you need to cooperate with my investigation. That means calling off the robotic cows, the electric sheep, and the frankly, really creepy toucans. I did not need Beethoven's Fifth beamed directly into my head so early in the morning.
Exactly how much animal testing have you been doing, by the way? The giant squid in a silo seems fairly harmless, but the fire breathing ducklings seem like poor planning when you all seem so... flammable. They are pretty cute, I'll give you that. But won't you be pretty embarrassed when you lose an arm to something so tiny? First thing we're doing after we deal with your... you is re-evaluating the environment you've created. It's obvious very little foresight was involved when you started your various projects. Does there really need to be so much corn? I can understand wanting to see how it affects decomposition rates, but you really did not have to plant that many fields. Someone might mistake this place for a regular farm if they were just passing by. You wouldn't want them to eat any of your produce, right? Especially since you have some... pretty unique fertiliser.
One more thing before we continue: please stop calling me "Fringevestigator" Dunham. Agent Dunham or even just Dunham is fine. Fringevestigator isn't a word, and it's frankly, a bit of a mouthful. Just because I've come onto your property doesn't mean I need a new job title. Especially one so... silly. And no, Brainsvestigator is not an improvement. I can handle ridiculous, but this place seems like it's beyond even my experiences. Don't worry, I'm still willing to help you. --The high-fives really aren't necessary. I'm already aware of how poorly put together you are. No practical demonstrations, please.
Poll Vote! Character: Lacey Thornfield
Series:
The MiddlemanCharacter Age: 24
Job: Advocate for the Freedom of Marcy’s Tentacles
Canon: In a world filled with evil such as mafia killing apes and fish that turns you into a zombie, there needs to be a hero to save the day. Luckily for Earth, the Middleman exists to solve our “exotic problems” for us. He and our heroine, Wendy Watson, go on wacky adventures while she attempts to balance a normal life with her friends.
Lacey is Wendy’s photogenic roommate and best friend. She dedicates her life to saving the planet in any way possible, whether it’s protecting wildlife or the homeless, and takes it Very Seriously. Her determination gives her a tendency to get very carried away and passionate about things, which occasionally ends with her in a jail cell. Lacey doesn’t let that get her down, though, and she normally has a very cheerful attitude about life regardless of what happens. She’s eccentric, flirtatious, and always ready to support those who she cares about. Of course, she does still get upset and mad about things, but these moods don’t usually last that long.
Sample Post:
Campers, counselors, zombies-lend me your ears. I have come to stomp on your Director’s stupid face, not to praise her. What sort of twisted person would do something like this? Taking all of these poor and defenseless animals, and just dumping them in this camp with no regards to their natural habitat. I’m pretty sure that I saw an octopus, or something, in that building over there. Last time I checked, corn fields are not located in the middle of oceans! There are no ferris wheels floating along the Atlantic. These things do not make a good home for a helpless sea creature! Honestly, the only people that probably still lives on farms are serial killers and their unsuspecting victims.
Oh, oops. That’s exactly what this is. Except the killer is named Elizabeth, and her victims are our fluffy friends. Gorillas are not supposed to be colorful. Do you have any idea how toxic dye can be to animals? For all we know, their natural cycles could have been interrupted and now these gorillas will never be able to make babies again. So it’s like the Director just woke up one morning and said, “Hey, these apes aren’t becoming extinct fast enough. Let’s make them purple!” And everyone here is okay with that? As long as it's not you being forced to have possibly scarring hair treatments, it's all fine and dandy. Well, I hope you look good in red, because you're going to have a lot of baby gorilla blood on your hands. It'll wash away when their pain does, which is never.
And don’t get me started on all the conditions of all the other animals here. Someone attached a flamethrower to ducks! Either that, or there were some freaky genetic experiments going on, which is way worse. Really, Director, do you need to eat your roasted bird that badly? They, as a species, are so beneath you that you can’t even massacre them yourself, but instead you force them to do all the dirty work? Oh, I’m so sorry that the process of being a terrible person isn’t easy enough for you. Maybe when they hatch, the ducks should come out of their eggs while holding forks and knives. The toucans can sing a soothing tune while you feed on their feathery brethren, and then you can dye their beaks green.
This blatant abuse cannot continue. I officially announce my protest against the Director, and her clear hatred for all things that either lack opposable thumbs or throw poop at you. Remember: Animals are our misunderstood friends who may occasionally maul us even though it’s not their fault, not food!
Poll Vote! Character: Phoenix Wright
Series:
Apollo Justice: Ace AttorneyCharacter Age: 33
Job: Professional Fifth Pleader
Canon: In the world of Ace Attorney there’s never a boring day in the courtroom. Phoenix Wright learned that seven years ago when he was a lawyer, and now it’s Apollo Justice’s time to learn this too through his own kind of trials and tribulations. The game takes place seven years after the third Phoenix Wright game, starring a brand new attorney who winds up becoming Phoenix’s protégé. Phoenix still has an important role even after he’s been, surprisingly, disbarred and the game shows what happened to him afterwards. It’s a bittersweet tale but at the end brings closure to Phoenix’s legacy.
Phoenix Wright has definitely changed in the years since he was disbarred. He’s gone from the spastic and hopeful defense attorney to a more laid-back and cynical poker player. The cynicism comes from the unjust disbarment he faced, yet no matter what he is still Phoenix Wright. He is still a fun-loving man who values justice above everything and his friends the most. Despite his more sarcasm and sudden caginess, he does everything with a good purpose. He is a mentor and a father now, which has definitely shaped his attitude into what it currently is: A man who takes life at his own pace and doesn’t mind stopping to smell the flowers at the same time.
Sample Entry:
I think I’m on the wrong side of the courtroom, judge. I’m not a defense attorney, hell I’m not even a prosecutor. I’m just a simple piano player. Please, Judge, I’m not even wearing a suit. In fact, I don’t even have one of those tacky golden defense badges either. If you want someone to defend this bright young man-- er, monkey, then you’ll have to find someone else. Maybe someone of his same species? Someone who can fully appreciate the odor in the air like a real chimp-- I mean champ. I hear there’s an up and coming ape attorney around here who could use a high profile case like this. His name is George too, so he’s gotta be a bit curious.
Now even if I was to try to defend him there isn’t much to go on. Banana stealing is a very serious crime and the evidence here is just one banana too short. Detective Kong over there really has to learn some discipline when he’s out at the crime scene. Eating the evidence just isn’t the most respectable way to convict a criminal. Yes, I’m talking about you, Detective, where is your respect for the law? You chose this career for a reason, right? So stop picking your nose and keep the prosecutor from eating that rock. Anyway, it’s like I said -- I’m no attorney. Just a man who can tell that this case? Is very sloppy. Maybe try and hire someone who doesn’t throw their own feces at the defendant when he’s doing his testimony. Just a thought.
Lastly, judge, if you really wanted me on this case, I would suggest holding this in an actual courtroom instead of the middle of the jungle. Then you’ll have an actual judge’s bench! Classy, huh? And maybe some chairs too! Reach for the stars, Judge Banana, I know you can do it. Seize the gavel by the handle and use your power for something good -- like a couch! Just because you’ve been dealt a bad hand doesn’t mean you can’t play a good game, if you get me. That’s something I learned the hard way.
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