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Character: Victoream
Series: Zatch Bell
Character Age: Unspecified, but physically under 18.
Canon: In the world of Zatch Bell, every 1000 years a battle takes place between 100 children of the demonic Mamodo race, to decide their next king. Victoream’s a participant of the previous battle, but he was sealed in stone by a powerful enemy and left in the human world. Fast forwards to the current battle, in which a mysterious demon by the name of Milordo Z appears. Milordo Z was able to collect and free all the sealed demons, then took control of them for his own purposes.
Among a group where the main defining character trait is “massive anger issues”, Victoream manages to stand out like a shining beacon among them. This is likely due to his other main defining character traits, such as “attention whore” and “sings really loudly”. He thinks very highly of himself, often going by “The Gorgeous Sir Victoream” and he goes berserk over the slightest implications that he isn’t the center of everybody’s universe.
However, all villains have a weakness, and Victoream’s is melons. He has absolutely no will to resist the opportunity to eat one and like clockwork, breaks in to a whole song and dance number as soon as he’s finished. (To the great displeasure of one of the approximately two sane members of the cast)
Sample Post:
Ahem... Citizens of Camp Fuck You Die, the gorgeous Sir Victoream is here!
Nobody listens, how appalling...
ATTENTION, PEONS OF CAMP FUCK YOU DIE. THE ALL-POWERFUL, AMAZING, MAGNIFICENT AND GORGEOUS SIR VICTOREAM HAS ARRIVED!
Excellent, now that I have your ear, we can begin. As I have stated, I am the one whom they call Victoream, and I am here... ON A MISSION!
Yes, I have arrived at your humble and slightly disgusting settlement on a mission to bring beauty befitting of my glorious v-shape to these ruined lands. How might I accomplish this, you ask? Why with the fruit of the very gods themselves, melons!
Here in my hand I carry the seeds of the future. Planted in this disgusting soil, beauty from none other, a beauty which shall catch the hearts of millions in it’s enthralling texture, smell, taste...
You’re not even paying attention! Do you honestly wish to rot in this sorrowful hellhole? This is a truly great gift that I am here to give you. You should be on your knees, groveling, crying, begging to receive my wonderful seed...
Now you LAUGH at me? Do you assume your pitiful selves to be better than I, the gorgeous Sir Victoream!? I can do all sorts of things that one such as yourself can only dream of accomplishing! Can you detach your head from your body? I hardly think a lowly decomposing human like you would be capable of such a... So what if you can detach your head from your body!? What matters is that that you learn what it means to underestimate one such as myself!!
IN THE NAME OF MY BEAUTIFUL V-SHAPED FORM, I SHALL OBLITERATE YOU!!!
Poll Vote! Character: Kazuki Makabe
Series:
Soukyuu no FafnerCharacter age: 14
Canon:Thirty years ago, Japan was attacked by aliens. A lot of things happened. What's really important is that Japan was sacrificed by mankind, the surviving Japanese ran away to live on a secret island ("the last paradise on Earth"), and the rest of the world is engaged in all-out war with sparkly golden aliens bent on assimilating everything and everybody. When the island is found by the aliens, Soukyuu no Fafner (the TV series) begins. Teenagers pilot giant robots and, of course, ultimately save the day.
Kazuki Makabe is one of said pilots from said secret island. He is quiet, humble, kind, and accommodating. He deeply values his peaceful childhood and his hometown, which allowed his childhood to be comparatively peaceful. His mom is gone (has been since he was very, very small) and he accidentally ruined his best friend's eye several years ago (resolved emo), but at least he knows how to do things other than fight (unlike the rest of the world, which has known nothing but destruction and war for decades).
Sample Post:
I came to help. I heard that there was an opportunity to do so here, and helping out other people is always a good thing to do. My coworkers and I worked together on a couple of simple houses. It was a wonderful feeling, knowing that we didn't have to do more than grunt to communicate with each other. Every night, after we had all gone to bed, I'd take a walk. Building houses is hard, physical work, but I was restless, being accustomed to walking between places. There isn't any need to walk miles when one is building houses. The trees glowed with an unearthly light that made finding my way back to the camp easy, and the birds in the trees chattered constantly, whatever time of the day it was. It was a little eerie how humanlike their chirps and whistles were. I could almost make words out of them: "A clue... a clue..."
It was strange. The birds became quiet when I picked up a certain object. The first night it was a small paper bag with the letter m printed on it in yellow. The second was a sheep. The third night, there was nothing. No bird calls, no strange objects, no nothing. I walked back to the campsite where we slept. It was a quiet, peaceful night. All of a sudden, the silent birds burst into the familiar "A clue... a clue..." call, and I spotted Jim, one of my coworkers, in a giant plush chair holding a saw. Drool poured down his chin, and his eyes seemed vacant. His saw looked sharp and his chair appeared to be very, very soft. He got up from his chair and charged at me.
I knew the man. He wouldn't purposely hurt me. I trusted him. I was right, too. He didn't hurt me.
He didn't hurt me because his arm fell off.
Poll Vote! Character: Peter Pan
Series: Peter Pan (or Peter and Wendy) by James M. Barrie
Character Age: Quite young
Canon: On the very day that he was born, Peter Pan ran away from home. The reason for this is that above all other things, what Peter most desires is to always be a little boy and to have fun. He lived among the fairies in Kensington Gardens for a long time but eventually found his way to the Neverland. It was there he became the captain of the lost boys and his many adventures against the pirates and savages began.
Peter is governed entirely by the spirits of innocence and adventure. He passes his days in the Neverland having incredible experiences but because he must always remain a child, he rarely ever remembers them. Everything for Peter is fleeting and the moment is all. His innocence can however be dangerous because he will get lost in make believe and forget which things are real. He is an incredible boy and just like any proud child, he is not ashamed to tell you so himself.
Sample Post:
What an exciting place this is! I don't understand how any of the people here can complain about anything when they are surrounded by so many possible adventures! The smelly savages that live in the woods, for example, will put on quite a fight when you try to take off their heads. They're silly creatures however, and will pop the things back on after they've had their fun. They were very interested in the metal box near me and poked at it until they got strange nurses to appear on the window inside. They were rather distracted after that but I've found other interesting creatures here to play with.
The simians for one were rather persistent and energetic. I had them after me all night! They'd jump in the air and try to catch me, but they were much too slow. I'm as fast as the wind so they couldn't possibly even come close to catching me! At morning they armed themselves and we fought to the death in the woods. They have had the honor of dying by the same sword which I used slain the famous pirate Barbecue, once feared across the Neverland.
The mermaids I have yet to see, but that is only because Tink will try to cuff me on the head whenever I approach the lake. I don't understand what could possibly make her act this way but we had a terrible row about it when it first happened.
But the most exciting things here, are the people themselves. Even in the Neverland I have never seen such an exotic group of people. Wizards, kings and warriors of all kinds seem to be here and their stories in this place have the littlest stars laughing to themselves. The lost boys are always eager to hear about what new things have happened here and so I come here and watch all of the inhabitants of this place during the nights. I wonder if any of them have noticed me when I play my pipes for them at night, or if they all think I am a dream like that queer girl who yelled "Crazy musical zombie!" when she woke up.
Poll Vote! Character: ME-tan
Series: Trouble Windows
Character Age: Technically... 6. Mentally... maybe 10. Physically?
Debatably 13.
Picture Goes Where?Canon: "Trouble Windows" is the name given to a nonexistent
series. Canon? Technically doesn't exist. OS-tans, that is, Operating System
Mascots, are caricatures originally created by users on the Futaba Channel
Bulletin Board. A lot of people took these base designs and ran with them -
there are photoshops, drawings, and comics everywhere.
ME was designed to be a fickle and incompetent maid character. Cute, but
useless and stupid. And crashes frequently.
Sample Post:
Woooow, Summer already? Maybe I should cut my hair. Or buy a new fan! Don't
want to get over-heated when I'm running, after all.
But, more importantly~! Summer camp, summer camp! ♥ I'll do my best,
and when I go home I'll be more capable, like 2K-chan and XP-chan! And
they'll be surprised, I bet. Master might even reward me -- with roll-cakes
I hope!
... Oh! I should have brought roll-cakes to share with my cabin mates! I
could go back really quick? It shouldn't take long, I'll just be getting --
Um...? Or... Not...? Encountering a firewall... No roll-cakes, then...
Maybe when camp is over the firewall goes down. That way no viruses can get
in! Right? Right! So for now, I should find my cabin and meet my room mates;
even without welcoming gifts. Or am I the one being welcomed?
Nice-to-meet-you-gifts? Thank-you-for-welcoming-me-gifts? Nn, this
is complicated... But, but, but, I need to find my camp!
... Oh, excuse me, um, rotting-person? Could you please direct me t--
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Poll Vote! Character: Fay D. Flourite
Series: Tsubasa: RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE/Tsubasa Chronicle (
Wiki)
Age: 20
Canon: There is a man whose constant smiles, friendly and compassionate personality, and teasing, mildly mothering attitude towards his friends and traveling companions hide a shady past and enough personality problems to send any psychiatrist in the world into ecstasies. This man's name, of course, is: Cho Hakkai Fay D. Flourite.
Fay's past is unclear; all anyone really knows is that he sealed his king, Ashura, in an underwater coffin and immediately fled to another world to find the Dimension Witch, Yuuko, requesting her help so that he will never have to return to his home world of Celes. Fay is, as a wizard, remarkably skilled with magic, though he refuses to use it anymore except under very specific circumstances. Instead, he relies on his skills in other things, such as a mix of fancy footwork and gymnastics that should be impossible according to every law of aerodynamics. Less impressive talents include darts (used to pwn oni) and cooking (not so much).
Note: Though Mokona acts as a sort of automatic Babelfish for the group on their travels, translating all spoken language, written language remains untranslated, and the only language Fay can read and write is the kind of
Russian-Greek-dingbat mix that seems to be the language of Celes. This is also the reason Fay gives for the unfortunate aliases he saddles his friends with in Outo Country: drawing pictures instead of writing, the group is known as Little Puppy (Syaoran), Big Puppy (Kurogane), Little Kitty (Sakura), and Big Kitty (himself). This is quite possibly the gayest instance of self-naming in history, rivaled only by his alias in Piffle World as "Swallow." Fay also enjoys poking fun at Kurogane about being "Big Puppy" (as well as about a billion other things), calling him things like Kuro-puppy and Kuro-woof-woof and making dog jokes around him semi-regularly from then on.
Sample post:
Hello? Ah, hello! Is there a town nearby? I'm afraid I'm a little lost, and I can't really read the language on this sign. You can call me Big Kitty, if you'd like. I'm looking for my friends, Little Kitty, Little Puppy, and Big Puppy. Little Kitty is a sweet, kind girl, Little Puppy is a very strong and determined young man... and Big Puppy is a very grumpy man with a sword and a loud woof-woof~
I'm a little worried, you see, because it seems very dangerous out there. My puppies can take care of themselves, but I don't think Little Kitty would like the plants and animals here very much at all. I'm a very friendly person, and I'm afraid they were a little too friendly for me to put up with! I think the gorillas know better than to touch me, now, but if you're falling apart even without outside help... well, I don't think those walking corpses will be able to learn from experience, ne?
I, ah, was also wondering? There are a few zombies following me around. They're keeping at a distance, but they keep moaning about brains and they sound so plaintive. Is there anything they eat that isn't people?
Hyuu~ looks like there's a gorilla, now, too. Ah, I'm sorry, gorilla-kun, but I'm still really not interested in... Oh, is that a leash? Now, I know I said "Little Puppy" and "Big Puppy" but I really didn't mean-
My, my. That is a big puppy. He has... a few more heads than what I'm looking for, though, I think. Thank you, gorilla-kun, but my puppy's name is Kurogane, not Kerberos... so I don't think I'll be needing him, you can let him run free now away from town so he doesn't stomp on any houses!
...Ah, wasn't that sweet? After all, it's the thought that counts, ne? Now if only I could take care of these zombies, I don't know why they'd be so interested in me. I'm sure there are many things in the woods that have brains for you to eat, why don't you... Hmm? Look down? What's...?
Oh, my shoes. Ha ha, no wonder they're following me! I guess one of them must of leaked a little when I kicked it, and now they just want the brains that are-
...I think I need new shoes. I suppose the zombies can have these, I won't really be needing them much longer in this state!
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