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The official second batch. We're still taking applications until 6AM EST, so keeping hitting us where it hurts! ETA: Fixed a formatting mistake in one of the apps. It was my fault entirely!
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me if I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE closed!
Character: Chiaki Shinichi
Series: Nodame Cantabile
Character Age: 21
Canon: Sometimes a person can be rich, talented, popular and intelligent while being perfectly normal and down to earth - others can’t. Chiaki Shinichi is one of the latter.
A gifted and well-liked pianist and conductor at his music academy, Chiaki is perfectly aware that he is better than everyone around him. Not that this makes him particularly inclined to revel in his popularity -- in fact one could almost go as far as to call him socially inept, at least with his peers and “inferiors”. No matter how much attention they pay him, Chiaki continues to be a cold, surly bustard to everyone around him. Strangely though, while Chiaki is usually a violently mean cuss, his actions tend to counter his words; for instance the chances of Chiaki making you gourmet dinners to show you how useless you are at cooking are VERY high. He’s sort of an anal retentive, domestic woman beneath his chore of a personality -- he’s even prone to throwing spazzy-tantrums when pushed a bit too far, especially when Nodame, his crazy underclassman, is involved.
At the end of the day, Chiaki isn’t a bad guy -- just difficult, pretentious and mad at the world. Much of his misplaced anger is due to a pair of childhood traumas involving plane and boat crashes experienced while returning from abroad. Both have left him so cripplingly afraid of traveling overseas that his normally stony-faced demeanor is thrown out the window to make room for hysterics and crazyfaces at the mere mention of flying -- thus putting a huge roadblock in his fierce desire to be a world famous conductor. Generally, his cruelty is a roundabout way of showing affection, and more than anything he just wants talented people to succeed -- especially those brave enough to call him a friend.
Sample Post:
Well this is just charming.
So much for that inept taxi driver getting me to my mother’s hotel in a reasonable amount of time - though really, just being late would be a step up from being completely lost. I must have fallen asleep, I don’t know, but that still doesn’t explain waking up in a pit in the middle of nowhere. Unbelievable. I’ll have that driver’s license -- no, I’ll have his head.
I’m not sure where I am exactly, but I don’t think that this is anywhere near Tokyo. I haven’t found anything definitive, but I’m pretty sure that I’d remember a dank forest on the periphery of the city. Not to mention the only local I’ve found to ask directions from tried to bite me. Thankfully, I hit him hard enough that I can only assume he’ll be out for quite a while. Cretin.
This must be Nodame’s fault. I don’t know how, but it has to be. That stupid girl - she probably drugged me, and in a failed attempt to move my body somehow lost control of her getaway car and hurtled me out the window into this backwater mud hole. I can’t believe this. I’ll kill her. She’ll never play piano again. No one kidnaps Chiaki Shinichi and gets away with it. Now, where’s my cell phone…
What? No service? How is that possible? No matter how remote this is, as long as I’m still in the country, I should get a signal --
Oh God. Maybe I’m not in the country.
W-where is this? If I'm not in Japan -- M-maybe I’m just overreacting. I’m overreacting. There’s no way that I got on a p-p-plane. T-there’s just n-no way.
W-well, this is fine then. Wherever this is, I’m here now. Since if I’m not in J-Japan there’s no way to get back, I’ll just make the best of where I’ve ended up. At least this place seems peaceful. Yes. This will be fine. I’ll have my things shipped to the nearest city to wherever I am, and then it’ll all be okay. I just have to find the local culture, yeah.
Surely they have an orchestra.
Poll So!
Character: Deidara
Series: Naruto
Age: Not officially known.
Canon: Deidara belongs to a nasty little ninja organization known as Akatsuki, whose primary goal is the total control of their world's war economy through the age old power of bake sales and kissing booths control of nine pokemon tailed demons and the world's most powerful mercenary army.
Deidara is deceptive, volatile, malicious, and most of all, likes to blow shit up. He plays dirty and he's not against dropping bombs on an unsuspecting village or taunting his enemies with their friend's dead bodies to make sure the battle goes his way. He fights with exploding sculptures, and though he has one of the flashiest fighting styles in his canon, it's trickery and misdirection that most often win his battles. Or save his life, depending on the case. He's also completely unfazed by losing limbs.
An artist at heart, he prefers the fleeting beauty of changes to the immortality of stone and ink and read far too much
Chaung Tzu in his childhood. After all, it is in that split second of glory that art reaches its greatest potential, un!
Note: "un" is a speech quirk Deidara often uses to end his sentences that is often translated by fans as yeah, or hmm. Since there seems to be no good way of translating it, I'm sticking with the original version.
Sample Post:
I already know a river in River country is too much to ask for, but a swamp in a desert is like finding candy in a graveyard. It never happens unless something's up. At least last time I checked there was supposed to be a desert. Unless the local village decided on a landscape change, that is. I'm all for rearrangement, but you'd think they'd go for something a little more comfortable, un.
Speaking of arrangement, I like your upside down trees. Awkward and confusing, but oddly appealing, un. Congratulations, I'm still trying to figure out how they balance. The pink moss is interesting too; I would love to find it everywhere in a few weeks, and maybe with a bird or two nesting. If you can keep it standing until then.
Wait… you think it looks fine just the way it is? What are you, twelve? Can you not grasp the genius of letting it go to rot? Yeah, sure, it looks interesting now; just think of how it'll look in a week, or a month. It'll be covered in fuzzy pink, slowly dying away in a grand spectacle of death and rebirth. A magnificent piece!
It's already a work of genius, you say? How about I make it explode? Then you'll see a real work of genius.
Aesthetics aside, this place could use some work, un. I can't decide whether this is supposed to be some sort of local amusement park or a training facility. Either way, it looks like a joke. Those buildings wouldn't withstand a strong wind, let alone an explosion. We could turn those upside down, and watch them fall over. How about landmine hopscotch? Or dodge the exploding frog head? That would make things more interesting. And more appealing as well, un. Artistic destruction really is at its best when it's least expected.
No landmines? No? Exploding birds? Fish? Anteaters? Just think, I can even add color. It'd be one spectacular show.
… you people really have no appreciation for true art. It figures that a bunch of kids wouldn't understand.
This is a joke, seriously. You're wasting my time. Upside down pink trees? No one would actually come up with something as stupid as this. To whoever is running this show: you have thirty seconds. Better make your time count, because when I'm done, you'll be going out with a bang.
Poll So!
Character: Son Gohan
Series: Dragon Ball Z
Character Age: 18
Canon: Don't be fooled by what you hear! Everyone---yes, everyone in Dragon Ball Z is over nine thousand. Nowhere else is there such a series where even the seven-year old kids are more muscular than an entire Olympic weight room put together. Our heroes fly, they shoot energy blasts, power up for ten straight episodes, and even had a revolving door installed for them by death. Now that's considerate! Lucky thing the good guys always save the universe or there might be some problems in the galaxy at large.
Son Gohan is the son of Earth's greatest champion, Son Goku. Gohan's half-Saiyan abilities placed him as the strongest being on Earth and, for a short while, the universe. Of course, he was eleven then. Things have changed. Nowadays---while still strong enough to destroy planets with his hangnails---Gohan is content to be the studious nerd his mother always hoped he would be, with just a bit of crimefighting on the side. His alter ego, the Great Saiyaman, is cheesier and dorkier than you'd believe would be legal. No, really. His super strength is matched only by his overused lines and unique dance steps. Gohan comes off as awkward and a stuttering dork when not in the heat of battle, but that's because he just wants people to perceive him as normal. Nevermind the fact that he talks to himself; he thinks he's cool.
And really, who doesn't hang around with dinosaurs and fight overpowered supervillains for fun and profit?
---
Hello---! Greetings, gentle citizens of Camp Fulfill Your Dreams! Never fear! For even if dark times have fallen you and even if that man in the back is wielding his chainsaw with the improper face guard---sir, sir, a hockey mask will not do! You only think the goggles do nothing because you haven't given them a try! And really, with your complexion, it couldn't hurt.
What I mean to say, good citizens, is that you have no need for alarm! Fear is behind you! I know that, somehow, you all made it through the wilderness. You didn't even know how lost you were, did you? Lucky thing I met you!
Breathe free now! Citizens, I am the champion of justice! Righter of wrongs! Defender of the weak and... er, defenseless! That's right! I'm the man with the plan to set things right! Uh-huh, uh-huh~ I am...
THE GREAT SAIYAMAN!
If not, then why would I say I am? The undeniable truth is loud and it's proud! Put your fears to rest, and remember: I will always be there to protect and serve! That is my duty after all. No one shall come to harm as long as I, the Great Saiyaman, am here to thwart crime and ... other criminal behaviors! Naughty, naughty, villains. Don't think I won't find you.
Farewell, kind souls! I know we'll be seeing one another again shortly!
...
Yeah, okay, that sounds great. I've really gotta remember that wilderness line. It's pretty cool.
But, wait. What if they start to ask why a superhero would come to a scholars' camp? Hmm...
Oh, I know! Right. What am I worried about? Everyone will be so thrilled that there's a real hero around, no one will even notice how weird it is. Besides, no one's gonna figure anything out. I'll bet their mothers all forced them to come here, too. And what about the counselors? Man, they've gotta be pretty bored to take their vacation time and come all the way out to --- Huh. Well, look at that! Here comes one of the professors now. Wow, that's convenient.
Um, excuse me, professor, but --- well, I really just wanted to thank you for inviting me to come and all, it's really a great experience for me. My mom says so, too. A-Anyway, could you tell me where the ---
Yes, my test scores were --- I guess if you added them all together, they'd be over nine thousand, sure. B-But isn't that normal for a place like this? Sir? If you could please stop screaming that number, I'd really appreciate it, and ---
...Why do I get the feeling that "brains" isn't the nickname for the other campers?
Poll So!
Character: Albert de Morcef (Herrera)
Series: Gankutsuou
Character Age: 16
Canon: Gankutsuou is set in the year 5053, in France, and follows the story of one man hell-bent on revenge, sweeping up innocent pawns into his little mind games. One such pawn is young Albert de Morcef, the naive and somewhat impressionable protagonist of the series. And by "naive" we really mean "trusts all the people that he shouldn't, even after their ill-will towards him is revealed". Even when everything he's ever known comes crashing down around his knees, he still remains faithful to the people and ideas that he believes in.
However, along with Albert's innocence comes a dangerous sort of stubbornness to blindly follow what he believes to be right. This, combined with his tendency to get easily agitated and emotional when questioned, leads Albert into many a sticky situation. But regardless of how frustrating he can be, his love for those close to him remains unconditional, forgiving, and sweet enough to give you a cavity.
Sample Post:
I know they say that you shouldn't accept lifts from strangers, but the gentleman seemed so polite that I thought it would've been rude to turn him down. How was I supposed to know that he wasn't really going to drive me to Marseille? It wasn't as if he was a suspicious looking man offering sweets or anything-- I know better than that! And besides, the white van looked very respectable.
Anyway, nobody got hurt, which is the important thing! I'm sure this is just a very big misunderstanding. After all, the gentleman was even thoughtful enough to provide reading material on the way here. There was one book entitled How To Do A Barrel Roll And Much More, which looked to be both interesting and educational, though I didn't get the time to read it. I was even given a parting gift-- it's a kind of small looking package, but I suppose it's not the size that counts! All that kindness is a lot of effort to go to for a petty trick or a kidnapping, so leaving me out here must be a mistake. I can't think of any other reason why he would be so considerate.
But since I'll probably be waiting here for a while for him to realise his mistake and return, I've been taking the opportunity to learn a little more about the world outside. This place is pretty interesting all by itself! I'm not in France anymore, that much is certain. For one thing, the people here have some unusual customs, stranger than any I've ever read about! And that includes that ancient custom I heard about where people used to greet each other over the telephone by saying "seven days"!
For example, I just tried introducing myself to some of those people ambling by earlier, and I think it went quite well. I thought I heard them saying something in English, so I held out my hand to shake theirs, since I was sure that's how they greet others in England, but he bit my hand instead! I mean, I know that cultures are different around the world, and I'm open to that, though I'm mostly used to a kiss on the cheek. But you know how the saying goes: "when in Rome", right? The only polite thing to do was to return the gesture.
I guess the rotten smell should've been a warning.
... Needless to say, I think that's the last time I'll be biting anyone else's hand.
Poll So!
Character: Yuyama Kakunojou
Series: Bakumatsu Kikansetsu Irohanihoheto
Character Age: 19 or 20
Canon: In the 19th century of Japan, the young daughter of a merchant used to live a pleasant life until 10 years ago, when her parents were murdered and her house was burned down in front of her eyes. Fortunately she was saved from the same fate by her late father's acquaintance and apprentice. Along with them she formed a kabuki troupe and visited various regions in the country in order to find and to take vengeance on the person who killed her parents. She pretends to be a man and conveniently performs as a male actor who plays female roles. She is Yuyama Kakunojou, main character of an anime with an impossibly long name.
10 years later the troupe arrives in Yokohama, by then several others have joined. One of them is Ibaragi Soutetsu, the playwright whom they call sensei. In Yokohama the troupe meets Akizuki Youjirou, a mysterious stoic-faced young man with a special sword, who joins them to lend them his skill against their enemies. Quickly Kakunojou cannot help but be intrigued by the angsty samurai with a lifetime duty to dispose of the Conqueror's Head. However, sensei seems very interested in that supernatural Head and uses Kakunojou and her troupe for his own goals.
Despite her desire for revenge she is a kind hearted person. She is well-mannered, but that does not stop her from speaking in a clear, ringing tone when advertising for the Yuyama troupe or during her kabuki plays.
Sample Post:
Is this another letter from you, sensei?! Oh.. no it isn't. It lacks that nearly indecipherable calligraphy. Speaking of the one you sent, about 'entertaining those inhabiting this camp': in fact I do know I have been regarded as the 'number one of Japan' by our beloved audience in Yokohama, but I fail to see your purpose of sending me all the way here... other than to investigate this "camp".
If only you could hear me.
This place looks dangerous and it scares me. Surely I wonder if sensei was even aware of that or concerned about my safety at all? It's rather selfish of me, but I wish Akizuki-sama was here. Or even that eyepatched gunman. Then at least he could have handled this... shotgun for me.
Forgive me! I shall not complain any further about my circumstances. As for the content of letter I just received, I will now address Director-san properly, elegantly waving my fan and raising my voice:
From the oceans of the west to the shores of the east, the flying gull is met by the rough sea breeze.
The dagger concealed in my chest even love has withered.
The equinox flower blossoms red, but the fate of the play is a shade more crimson!
I am Yuyama Kakunojou, extending my consolations to you-
Director?
Ah! I see my exquisite and sexy outfit has attracted an assemble of campers who seem to have come to enjoy my performances. Is it my hidden manliness or the woman inside of me...?
Everyone from the east and the west. Hear! Although my fellow troupe members aren't present to entertain you in various plays, I do hope you enjoy my talents ranging from acting, dancing and singing..! Now let me rephrase my introduction.
From the shores of the lake to the corners of the camp, the flying gull is met by the bad breath of...
..of
..the undead?!
Sensei. This is the wrong audience!
Poll So!
The official second batch. We're still taking applications until 6AM EST, so keeping hitting us where it hurts! ETA: Fixed a formatting mistake in one of the apps. It was my fault entirely!
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me if I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE closed!
Character: Chiaki Shinichi
Series: Nodame Cantabile
Character Age: 21
Canon: Sometimes a person can be rich, talented, popular and intelligent while being perfectly normal and down to earth - others can’t. Chiaki Shinichi is one of the latter.
A gifted and well-liked pianist and conductor at his music academy, Chiaki is perfectly aware that he is better than everyone around him. Not that this makes him particularly inclined to revel in his popularity -- in fact one could almost go as far as to call him socially inept, at least with his peers and “inferiors”. No matter how much attention they pay him, Chiaki continues to be a cold, surly bustard to everyone around him. Strangely though, while Chiaki is usually a violently mean cuss, his actions tend to counter his words; for instance the chances of Chiaki making you gourmet dinners to show you how useless you are at cooking are VERY high. He’s sort of an anal retentive, domestic woman beneath his chore of a personality -- he’s even prone to throwing spazzy-tantrums when pushed a bit too far, especially when Nodame, his crazy underclassman, is involved.
At the end of the day, Chiaki isn’t a bad guy -- just difficult, pretentious and mad at the world. Much of his misplaced anger is due to a pair of childhood traumas involving plane and boat crashes experienced while returning from abroad. Both have left him so cripplingly afraid of traveling overseas that his normally stony-faced demeanor is thrown out the window to make room for hysterics and crazyfaces at the mere mention of flying -- thus putting a huge roadblock in his fierce desire to be a world famous conductor. Generally, his cruelty is a roundabout way of showing affection, and more than anything he just wants talented people to succeed -- especially those brave enough to call him a friend.
Sample Post:
Well this is just charming.
So much for that inept taxi driver getting me to my mother’s hotel in a reasonable amount of time - though really, just being late would be a step up from being completely lost. I must have fallen asleep, I don’t know, but that still doesn’t explain waking up in a pit in the middle of nowhere. Unbelievable. I’ll have that driver’s license -- no, I’ll have his head.
I’m not sure where I am exactly, but I don’t think that this is anywhere near Tokyo. I haven’t found anything definitive, but I’m pretty sure that I’d remember a dank forest on the periphery of the city. Not to mention the only local I’ve found to ask directions from tried to bite me. Thankfully, I hit him hard enough that I can only assume he’ll be out for quite a while. Cretin.
This must be Nodame’s fault. I don’t know how, but it has to be. That stupid girl - she probably drugged me, and in a failed attempt to move my body somehow lost control of her getaway car and hurtled me out the window into this backwater mud hole. I can’t believe this. I’ll kill her. She’ll never play piano again. No one kidnaps Chiaki Shinichi and gets away with it. Now, where’s my cell phone…
What? No service? How is that possible? No matter how remote this is, as long as I’m still in the country, I should get a signal --
Oh God. Maybe I’m not in the country.
W-where is this? If I'm not in Japan -- M-maybe I’m just overreacting. I’m overreacting. There’s no way that I got on a p-p-plane. T-there’s just n-no way.
W-well, this is fine then. Wherever this is, I’m here now. Since if I’m not in J-Japan there’s no way to get back, I’ll just make the best of where I’ve ended up. At least this place seems peaceful. Yes. This will be fine. I’ll have my things shipped to the nearest city to wherever I am, and then it’ll all be okay. I just have to find the local culture, yeah.
Surely they have an orchestra.
Poll So!
Character: Deidara
Series: Naruto
Age: Not officially known.
Canon: Deidara belongs to a nasty little ninja organization known as Akatsuki, whose primary goal is the total control of their world's war economy through the age old power of bake sales and kissing booths control of nine pokemon tailed demons and the world's most powerful mercenary army.
Deidara is deceptive, volatile, malicious, and most of all, likes to blow shit up. He plays dirty and he's not against dropping bombs on an unsuspecting village or taunting his enemies with their friend's dead bodies to make sure the battle goes his way. He fights with exploding sculptures, and though he has one of the flashiest fighting styles in his canon, it's trickery and misdirection that most often win his battles. Or save his life, depending on the case. He's also completely unfazed by losing limbs.
An artist at heart, he prefers the fleeting beauty of changes to the immortality of stone and ink and read far too much
Chaung Tzu in his childhood. After all, it is in that split second of glory that art reaches its greatest potential, un!
Note: "un" is a speech quirk Deidara often uses to end his sentences that is often translated by fans as yeah, or hmm. Since there seems to be no good way of translating it, I'm sticking with the original version.
Sample Post:
I already know a river in River country is too much to ask for, but a swamp in a desert is like finding candy in a graveyard. It never happens unless something's up. At least last time I checked there was supposed to be a desert. Unless the local village decided on a landscape change, that is. I'm all for rearrangement, but you'd think they'd go for something a little more comfortable, un.
Speaking of arrangement, I like your upside down trees. Awkward and confusing, but oddly appealing, un. Congratulations, I'm still trying to figure out how they balance. The pink moss is interesting too; I would love to find it everywhere in a few weeks, and maybe with a bird or two nesting. If you can keep it standing until then.
Wait… you think it looks fine just the way it is? What are you, twelve? Can you not grasp the genius of letting it go to rot? Yeah, sure, it looks interesting now; just think of how it'll look in a week, or a month. It'll be covered in fuzzy pink, slowly dying away in a grand spectacle of death and rebirth. A magnificent piece!
It's already a work of genius, you say? How about I make it explode? Then you'll see a real work of genius.
Aesthetics aside, this place could use some work, un. I can't decide whether this is supposed to be some sort of local amusement park or a training facility. Either way, it looks like a joke. Those buildings wouldn't withstand a strong wind, let alone an explosion. We could turn those upside down, and watch them fall over. How about landmine hopscotch? Or dodge the exploding frog head? That would make things more interesting. And more appealing as well, un. Artistic destruction really is at its best when it's least expected.
No landmines? No? Exploding birds? Fish? Anteaters? Just think, I can even add color. It'd be one spectacular show.
… you people really have no appreciation for true art. It figures that a bunch of kids wouldn't understand.
This is a joke, seriously. You're wasting my time. Upside down pink trees? No one would actually come up with something as stupid as this. To whoever is running this show: you have thirty seconds. Better make your time count, because when I'm done, you'll be going out with a bang.
Poll So!
Character: Son Gohan
Series: Dragon Ball Z
Character Age: 18
Canon: Don't be fooled by what you hear! Everyone---yes, everyone in Dragon Ball Z is over nine thousand. Nowhere else is there such a series where even the seven-year old kids are more muscular than an entire Olympic weight room put together. Our heroes fly, they shoot energy blasts, power up for ten straight episodes, and even had a revolving door installed for them by death. Now that's considerate! Lucky thing the good guys always save the universe or there might be some problems in the galaxy at large.
Son Gohan is the son of Earth's greatest champion, Son Goku. Gohan's half-Saiyan abilities placed him as the strongest being on Earth and, for a short while, the universe. Of course, he was eleven then. Things have changed. Nowadays---while still strong enough to destroy planets with his hangnails---Gohan is content to be the studious nerd his mother always hoped he would be, with just a bit of crimefighting on the side. His alter ego, the Great Saiyaman, is cheesier and dorkier than you'd believe would be legal. No, really. His super strength is matched only by his overused lines and unique dance steps. Gohan comes off as awkward and a stuttering dork when not in the heat of battle, but that's because he just wants people to perceive him as normal. Nevermind the fact that he talks to himself; he thinks he's cool.
And really, who doesn't hang around with dinosaurs and fight overpowered supervillains for fun and profit?
---
Hello---! Greetings, gentle citizens of Camp Fulfill Your Dreams! Never fear! For even if dark times have fallen you and even if that man in the back is wielding his chainsaw with the improper face guard---sir, sir, a hockey mask will not do! You only think the goggles do nothing because you haven't given them a try! And really, with your complexion, it couldn't hurt.
What I mean to say, good citizens, is that you have no need for alarm! Fear is behind you! I know that, somehow, you all made it through the wilderness. You didn't even know how lost you were, did you? Lucky thing I met you!
Breathe free now! Citizens, I am the champion of justice! Righter of wrongs! Defender of the weak and... er, defenseless! That's right! I'm the man with the plan to set things right! Uh-huh, uh-huh~ I am...
THE GREAT SAIYAMAN!
If not, then why would I say I am? The undeniable truth is loud and it's proud! Put your fears to rest, and remember: I will always be there to protect and serve! That is my duty after all. No one shall come to harm as long as I, the Great Saiyaman, am here to thwart crime and ... other criminal behaviors! Naughty, naughty, villains. Don't think I won't find you.
Farewell, kind souls! I know we'll be seeing one another again shortly!
...
Yeah, okay, that sounds great. I've really gotta remember that wilderness line. It's pretty cool.
But, wait. What if they start to ask why a superhero would come to a scholars' camp? Hmm...
Oh, I know! Right. What am I worried about? Everyone will be so thrilled that there's a real hero around, no one will even notice how weird it is. Besides, no one's gonna figure anything out. I'll bet their mothers all forced them to come here, too. And what about the counselors? Man, they've gotta be pretty bored to take their vacation time and come all the way out to --- Huh. Well, look at that! Here comes one of the professors now. Wow, that's convenient.
Um, excuse me, professor, but --- well, I really just wanted to thank you for inviting me to come and all, it's really a great experience for me. My mom says so, too. A-Anyway, could you tell me where the ---
Yes, my test scores were --- I guess if you added them all together, they'd be over nine thousand, sure. B-But isn't that normal for a place like this? Sir? If you could please stop screaming that number, I'd really appreciate it, and ---
...Why do I get the feeling that "brains" isn't the nickname for the other campers?
Poll So!
Character: Albert de Morcef (Herrera)
Series: Gankutsuou
Character Age: 16
Canon: Gankutsuou is set in the year 5053, in France, and follows the story of one man hell-bent on revenge, sweeping up innocent pawns into his little mind games. One such pawn is young Albert de Morcef, the naive and somewhat impressionable protagonist of the series. And by "naive" we really mean "trusts all the people that he shouldn't, even after their ill-will towards him is revealed". Even when everything he's ever known comes crashing down around his knees, he still remains faithful to the people and ideas that he believes in.
However, along with Albert's innocence comes a dangerous sort of stubbornness to blindly follow what he believes to be right. This, combined with his tendency to get easily agitated and emotional when questioned, leads Albert into many a sticky situation. But regardless of how frustrating he can be, his love for those close to him remains unconditional, forgiving, and sweet enough to give you a cavity.
Sample Post:
I know they say that you shouldn't accept lifts from strangers, but the gentleman seemed so polite that I thought it would've been rude to turn him down. How was I supposed to know that he wasn't really going to drive me to Marseille? It wasn't as if he was a suspicious looking man offering sweets or anything-- I know better than that! And besides, the white van looked very respectable.
Anyway, nobody got hurt, which is the important thing! I'm sure this is just a very big misunderstanding. After all, the gentleman was even thoughtful enough to provide reading material on the way here. There was one book entitled How To Do A Barrel Roll And Much More, which looked to be both interesting and educational, though I didn't get the time to read it. I was even given a parting gift-- it's a kind of small looking package, but I suppose it's not the size that counts! All that kindness is a lot of effort to go to for a petty trick or a kidnapping, so leaving me out here must be a mistake. I can't think of any other reason why he would be so considerate.
But since I'll probably be waiting here for a while for him to realise his mistake and return, I've been taking the opportunity to learn a little more about the world outside. This place is pretty interesting all by itself! I'm not in France anymore, that much is certain. For one thing, the people here have some unusual customs, stranger than any I've ever read about! And that includes that ancient custom I heard about where people used to greet each other over the telephone by saying "seven days"!
For example, I just tried introducing myself to some of those people ambling by earlier, and I think it went quite well. I thought I heard them saying something in English, so I held out my hand to shake theirs, since I was sure that's how they greet others in England, but he bit my hand instead! I mean, I know that cultures are different around the world, and I'm open to that, though I'm mostly used to a kiss on the cheek. But you know how the saying goes: "when in Rome", right? The only polite thing to do was to return the gesture.
I guess the rotten smell should've been a warning.
... Needless to say, I think that's the last time I'll be biting anyone else's hand.
Poll So!
Character: Yuyama Kakunojou
Series: Bakumatsu Kikansetsu Irohanihoheto
Character Age: 19 or 20
Canon: In the 19th century of Japan, the young daughter of a merchant used to live a pleasant life until 10 years ago, when her parents were murdered and her house was burned down in front of her eyes. Fortunately she was saved from the same fate by her late father's acquaintance and apprentice. Along with them she formed a kabuki troupe and visited various regions in the country in order to find and to take vengeance on the person who killed her parents. She pretends to be a man and conveniently performs as a male actor who plays female roles. She is Yuyama Kakunojou, main character of an anime with an impossibly long name.
10 years later the troupe arrives in Yokohama, by then several others have joined. One of them is Ibaragi Soutetsu, the playwright whom they call sensei. In Yokohama the troupe meets Akizuki Youjirou, a mysterious stoic-faced young man with a special sword, who joins them to lend them his skill against their enemies. Quickly Kakunojou cannot help but be intrigued by the angsty samurai with a lifetime duty to dispose of the Conqueror's Head. However, sensei seems very interested in that supernatural Head and uses Kakunojou and her troupe for his own goals.
Despite her desire for revenge she is a kind hearted person. She is well-mannered, but that does not stop her from speaking in a clear, ringing tone when advertising for the Yuyama troupe or during her kabuki plays.
Sample Post:
Is this another letter from you, sensei?! Oh.. no it isn't. It lacks that nearly indecipherable calligraphy. Speaking of the one you sent, about 'entertaining those inhabiting this camp': in fact I do know I have been regarded as the 'number one of Japan' by our beloved audience in Yokohama, but I fail to see your purpose of sending me all the way here... other than to investigate this "camp".
If only you could hear me.
This place looks dangerous and it scares me. Surely I wonder if sensei was even aware of that or concerned about my safety at all? It's rather selfish of me, but I wish Akizuki-sama was here. Or even that eyepatched gunman. Then at least he could have handled this... shotgun for me.
Forgive me! I shall not complain any further about my circumstances. As for the content of letter I just received, I will now address Director-san properly, elegantly waving my fan and raising my voice:
From the oceans of the west to the shores of the east, the flying gull is met by the rough sea breeze.
The dagger concealed in my chest even love has withered.
The equinox flower blossoms red, but the fate of the play is a shade more crimson!
I am Yuyama Kakunojou, extending my consolations to you-
Director?
Ah! I see my exquisite and sexy outfit has attracted an assemble of campers who seem to have come to enjoy my performances. Is it my hidden manliness or the woman inside of me...?
Everyone from the east and the west. Hear! Although my fellow troupe members aren't present to entertain you in various plays, I do hope you enjoy my talents ranging from acting, dancing and singing..! Now let me rephrase my introduction.
From the shores of the lake to the corners of the camp, the flying gull is met by the bad breath of...
..of
..the undead?!
Sensei. This is the wrong audience!
Poll So!