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Character: Ichijou Takuma.
Series: Vampire Knight.
Character Age: 18.
Canon: Stunningly beautiful vampires, numerous admirers, a high school, and a girl who can’t deny her attraction to two admirers-no, this isn’t that series, but Vampire Knight. Set at Cross Academy, the story focuses on the possibility of a peace treaty between humans and vampires in a world that doesn’t remember the latter. For a smooth transition, there are two classes-Day and Night-with guardians meant to hide the vampires’ secrets. These guardians, Yuki and Zero, maintain the best atmosphere possible, but it’s difficult with Yuki’s constant attraction to the President of the Night Class and Zero’s sudden change.
The vice-president of the Night Class marks a striking difference from many of his classmates. Amicable and welcoming to anyone, Ichijou is more approachable than his superior, Kaname, and the other vampires. He seems to get caught up in the moment, oddly displaying one of the most stable personalities of the Night Class despite his openly eccentric and excitable behavior. While this is a genuine part of his personality, he often uses it to distract people from problems at hand. Sometimes, it really is easier to be cheerful and living the moment than caught up in the disastrous circumstances of their world. However, it’s easy to miss this perceptive side of him as he babbles on cheerful about his recently read manga and brushes off everything as if it isn’t a big deal. Indeed, in a class where everyone was bitten by the emo bug, Ichijou remains immune as he carries on a lifestyle projected as worry-free.
Sample Post:
Welcome to the third anniversary celebration of the zombies, vampires, and demons organization! We’ve always been an organization dedicated to the concept of peace between races here at Camp Fuck You Die! And please, let’s not mention that the organization hasn’t been founded yet; the fact that it was meant to be established three years ago is what matters most, even if everyone seemed to forget! We’ve gathered here to celebrate our lasting pact of harmony! There’s everything you need from a celebration like this: very little ambiance, a few balloons, and the cheerful sounds of Gravestone Confessional soothing our worries and reminding us that it isn’t so bad until your lover’s flaking skin is everywhere. It’s the perfect setting for such a long-awaited celebration, isn’t it?
I’ve had it verified by beautifully illustrated pieces of literature that our races can mesh together. Romance, beauty, enough undead to make a rival force of extreme levels of spiritual energy-these are only the tip of the iceberg. You just have to do one thing: believe it. It may be easy to be disheartened by the years of disastrous problems between our groups. But I wouldn’t pay any mind to that! I’m sure we’re all really meant to be star-crossed lovers or just to play our parts in a harem, surrounding an attractive young zombie with skin that’s preserved perfectly post-mortem. Before you argue that we have so much more to work through, I ask that you take a look at your anniversary grab bags I put together. The mangas in the bags are examples of what I’ve already mentioned; they really are fun reads! You’ll also find other gifts to help you in camp!
Now that I've grabbed your attention, the time has come to discuss future guidelines we've never had before. Maintaining nocturnal behavior is only a part of it, everyone, but there are other conditions to consider. Getting the zombies brains, providing more soup … these are pressing issues at hand. But we’re here to celebrate and not worry! After all, we may need a leader or some kind of hierarchy, but I gathered everyone here for a celebration! We have a stunning cake for everyone to enjoy. Just get in line by species and I’ll start cutting pieces for everyone. Don’t get too impatient, even if you have a taste for flesh and brains-the cake will take your mind off that. Next time we celebrate, there will be a wider selection-and, of course, honored guests! Toucans, gorillas, or even some feisty goats to show us a good time. But let’s worry about the cake; I promise it’s just as it seems.
What, you were hoping for something more delicious and moist? We’re trying to take steps in showing our control when it comes to that!
Poll Vote!
Character: Yoi-te
Series: Nabari no Ou
Character Age: 16
Canon: Modern Japan is a magical world filled with excitement, imagination, okonomiyaki, and ninjas. These ninjas are part of the world of 'Nabari': a shadow world so underground and extensive it would make the mafia jealous.The ninjas of Nabari are on the equivalent of an epic scavenger hunt as they attempt to gather scrolls to aid or take advantage of Nabari no Ou's protagonist, Miharu. The 'use and use some more' side is the Kairoushuu , a group of ninjas with questionable morals. The side attempting to take advantage of Miharu is the Kairoushuu, a group of ninjas with questionable morals. One member of the Kairoushuu is Yoi-te, who uses the forbidden skill 'Kira' to bring his enemies to twitchy, painful deaths that usually involve internal bleeding. More than just a handy killer, Yoi-te is pretty gung-ho about his mission in life -- which just so happens to not entirely coincide with Kairoushuu's end goal.
Yoi-te wants his existence to be erased, to be made so that he never existed; however, this should not be mistaken for wanting to die. He's pretty serious about it as well, leveling threats and maintaining a stoic apathy as he goes about trying to get Miharu to agree to grant his wish. At first Yoi-te comes off as distant and cold, managing to be polite while threatening to kill you and all your friends. He is exactly the exact opposite of social, preferring not to talk to people or talk for long periods of time preferring not to talk for long periods of time or hold lengthy conversation?. When he does talk his speech patterns tend to be disjointed and distant. Recurring themes in his conversations include death, dying, and (appropriately) existential angst. Yoi-te's use of "Kira" is slowly killing him, as evidenced by a chronic chill and the deterioration of his five senses; despite his time limit, however, and despite the amount of time he spends wallowing in his own despair, Yoi-te's innate stubbornness forces him to push on.
Sample Post:
. . . this is my first time undercover. Yukimi thought that an 'obnoxious brat like me' would fit in better at a place like 'this'. He suggested 'to be myself', and mentioned that 'search and recover will be easy, just do your job'. Yukimi was wrong. This is The Happiest Place on Earth, Disneyland, United States of America . . . I do not think being myself will help me find the scroll. Being harassed by goats is probably not normal, either. It will be harder to find what I'm looking for, this way . . . with the goats. They are in the way. And so are the gorillas, the trees, and the tentacle monster. This is very inconvenient; I do not think I want to go undercover again.
-- oh. Another inconvenience. Did you overhear that I was undercover? That is also troublesome. I should probably get rid of you, but I won't whittle away my life by killing you . . . You already look dead, anyway. It looks as though someone has run over your face and cut off your arms. Those cuts look infected, or they are mouldering. But it doesn't look like you're in despair, from the way you're wiggling. I think that I would say you looked 'pleased'. Even without a face you can express your joy, because the end is near. You have a liberty that I do not. To be so close to dying and still be able to feel happiness . . . you must have led a full life. The kind of life I . . . people would like to lead. Please take my secret to the grave, or I will have to kill you. That would be tiring for us both.
This place is already very tiring. I'm sweating. . . . how unusual. It's very odd, to be this warm. I didn't think that I would ever feel this way again . . . I think I almost preferred being cold. The heat makes the air so heavy. It feels as if all of the world's troubles are sitting on me, weighing me down. . . . or perhaps that is the mud. It's gotten on my socks and my shoes. I will probably have to buy new socks. I don't really want to. I don't really want to be here at all.
This place . . . it smells like garbage. I am familiar with this scent of decomposition. This body is rotting. Like those zombies, the decay of this body is crawling under my skin, like a wound that won't heal. I don't even want it to heal. I just . . . I don't want to be part of this world. This world is an ocean, and even though people have to swim as though their lives depended on it . . . the water resistance is huge.
Poll Vote!
Character: Shuri Oak
Series: 07-Ghost
Character Age: 15
Canon: In the world of 07-Ghost, the Barsburg Empire rules, having virtually destroyed the Raggs Kingdom in a civil war ten years ago. Teito Klein, an amnesiac ex-slave, was studying to join the military until an incident that set him against it--after that, he escapes to the church, and begins a quest to find the truth of his past. The conflict arises from there, as Ayanami, one of the most feared men of the military, is after Teito, and will go to some terrifying lengths to get him. All in all it can be a very dark and dramatic series, with lots of pretty boys angsting and fighting each other.
However, Shuri Oak doesn't want to talk about THAT. That's BORING. Shuri Oak wants to talk about Shuri Oak! Though Teito might say he's an insufferable classmate, and his commanding officers might be constantly on the verge of killing him, obviously they just don't understand the true splendor of the prestigious Oak name (as Shuri will tell you, accompanied by ~sparkles~ and maybe a few lackeys). His childish attitude and sense of self-importance aside, Shuri is at the top of his class at the military academy! And of course, it's this talent that lands him a position working under Ayanami! Certainly not because Shuri's highly-ranked and well-off father pulled any strings, or anything. And let's ignore Shuri's breaking into hysterics when confronted with real battle, shall we? And his subsequent trauma over death and corpses that renders him helpless, clingy and weak in the knees? Right! I knew you could! Because it's Shuri Oak! He MUST be amazing.
Sample Post:
Oh, my! What a quaint place this seems to be. Hardly on par with the estate back home! But that's only natural for some backwoods camp, isn't it? Look, you eat in this little Mess Hall and get your own meals all by yourself, how cute! It's almost like playing servant! Aha, not that anyone would mistake me for one of those. Well, there's no helping the sad lack of style or grace. I am here on official duty! A distinguished soldier! I'll have to tolerate it in a dignified and professional manner... One would expect no less from an almighty Oak!
...But reeeaallyyyyy. Since I am part of the military, you'd think they would at least treat me right! Hello? Room assignments, someone? Someone should have at least come and taken my bags by now! You can't expect me to just stand out here in the middle of this swamp and deal with these--these bugs, and these birds, and these gorillas--that behavior is far too vulgar to besmirch my beautiful eyes, you gorillas! And, most IMPORTANTLY! This disgusting swamp gunk is getting all over my nicely polished boots, and this humidity... Augh! You know I'm in uniform! I shouldn't have to deal with this sort of humidity, or it will ruin my image entirely!
...oh, my, it seems this man has already suffered such effects. His skin's in such poor condition it's practically falling off him! I knew commoners were a different breed, but you'd think they would at least know some basic hygiene! Hmph, it doesn't matter. If you're going to stand there and be disgusting I can only assume you're a servant, so here are my bags. Don't groan like that, you should be happy to serve someone as magnificent as myself! Now, while you go take care of that, I am going to talk to this less disease-ridden person, and he should hopefully be directing me to where the real men of class will be staying. Yes, yes, you sir! You seem to be of good health, so I assume you must be of better breeding than these...
--Z-Zombies. Undead? Ahahaha... what? Don't be silly! What does undead even mean? It means they're NOT dead, obviously. I mean, look at this fellow! For all his disgusting habits, he's still walking around fine like you or me! And he seems to be handling my bags all right! Isn't that right... ah. Ahahahahaha. Well, with the loss of that leg, and that arm, ah... maybe not so much... anymore...
Hahaha, the heat really is powerful here, isn't it? I think I'm starting to feel a bit faint.
Poll Vote!
Character: Sheena Fujibayashi
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character Age: 19
Canon: Tales of Symphonia is the story of two worlds in an all out battle for the other's means of survival, and one brave boy in red trying to "fix" this centuries old cycle. Sheena is a summoner/ninja from the world of Tethe'alla that was sent to basically to stop the game before it could really even get started. However, she was out-clutzed by Colette and later joins the party as a summoner, providing the main way for destroying the seals between both worlds with her summons. She's also pretty handy at powering megadoom weapons.
Sheena, despite showing the most cleavage and wearing skin-tight clothing, is the most prudish of the group. She is easily flustered and embarassed by being flirted with and dislikes others commenting on her goods. If you have red hair, watch out, she may strike out without warning! She considers herself a tomboy, and is easily the most frank of all the group, especially once she overcomes past trauma and all that fun stuff. Did I mention she might hit you if you have red hair? Because yeah.
Sample Post:
They weren't kidding when they said this was a fix'er'upper...
Okay! Well, I mean, no offense and all. You sound like you're really attached to this place, but there are some things that definitely give off the wrong impression! That's all! All we have to do is take this one step at a time-- and... Well... I've got time. Lots of time. So much time, I can't really leave this place, haha! Oh boy...
B-but don't worry! I came here to help add on! After all, everyone needs a place to sleep or just to kick up their feet! Okay, not literally, geez... Ahaha... Um. Do you really need that tree right by the window? It's a nice tree, b-but... Well, I don't think looking at underwear brings to mind just the right type of sleep! Ah, no, don't worry! I'm sure it's nothing against you. You can't help the wildlife, after all. Maybe we could just prune the fruit of the loom a bit... Wait, are some of those edible?
Uh... Moving on! I think it would probably be a good idea to rethink the advertising a little. Camp Fuck You Die is going through a lot of changes now, so it's best to try and represent that. I think 'resilient woods, long lasting bushes, and hot as--' well, you get the picture... But we definitely should do something about how you describe camp! Something a little less... Less... Less perverted.
Hm? Oh! Thanks! Contrary to what anyone else says, I've got tons of brains in this head. And if anyone says differently, well, don't believe them! Now... Hm, you know... why aren't there any pictures of the campers in this brochure? The purple gorillas and zom-- ah, that is a good photo of you but... I think you might want to show more variety!
Uh... Right! That's your selling point. What other camp can brag about having purple gorillas and zombies... Damn, I'm surrounded... Well, that cafeteria won't build itself!
So where's the wood?
Poll Vote!
Character Name: Fall-from-Grace
Series: Planescape: Torment
Character Age: 2000+, physically 18ish
Canon: Planescape: Torment is the story of The Nameless One, an amnesiac immortal, and his search for his identity and a way to die. On his body he bears a symbol which draws tormented souls to him. Fall-from-Grace is one of these souls, and a creature of contradictions. She's a lawful neutral member of a chaotic evil race, a non-sexual succubus (luckily for the people around her, as her kisses are deadly) who runs a brothel that people visit for intelligent conversation instead of sex, and she'd a cleric who worships no god.
When she was a child, Grace's mother sold her as a slave to the race of lawful demons that are their kind's enemies, and it was her time with them that made her come to appreciate the side of law while at the same time the entire experience left her with a distaste for demonkind in general. Eventually she managed to win her freedom in a game of improvisation, the chaotic nature of her kind giving her a natural advantage, and escaped to neutral ground. Although she usually claims that she's moved beyond being upset about the events in her past, the torment that draws her to The Nameless One is actually caused by her disconnection from her own people. If pressed she'll admit that even her name, which she chose for herself, is a sign of the loss she feels because of that disconnection.
Personality-wise, Grace is cultured and polite, remaining civil even when enemies are taunting her. She believes deeply in undemonly virtues like mercy, forgiveness, and compassion, and will firmly defend those beliefs to anyone who looks down on them. She's kind, even-tempered and often complimentary to those around her, but she'll just as often amuse herself by gently teasing them, usually within the same conversation. She's also completely devoted (as a member of a faction dedicated to sensation) to throwing herself into every new experience she can find, be it good or bad, painful or pleasurable, to the point that all of her magic is fueled by that devotion.
Sample Post:
My goodness. I went to sleep last night in my own bed, in my own brothel, only to awaken tied up somewhere obviously far from the city with a gaggle of zombies surrounding me. I can only assume that I've been kidnapped during the night. How exciting!
I'm no expert on abductions, having never been involved in one before, but it appears to me that you've pulled this one off very well. I've never considered myself a heavy sleeper, but I didn't wake up once while you were stealing me away. I'll admit that I hadn't thought most members of the undead capable of such stealth. And to carry me so far, with some of you in such advanced stages of decomposition, I would have expected at least one of you to have your arms fall right off along the way. ...Ah, I missed seeing you in the back there at first. Well, don't worry, I'm sure that if you find a needle and thread and a little embalming fluid one of your friends can sew them back on as good as new right away.
I have to say that I'm most interested in seeing what you hope to gain from doing this. If you've managed to plan all this out on your own, I can't imagine that all of your brains have rotted so much that you wouldn't realize that snatching away the person who holds the keys to the vault is hardly the wisest way to get a ransom out of those left behind. Of course, if I'm actually the bait in a trap you intend to spring on someone who might come to rescue me, well... perhaps you would be better off trying for whatever ransom you might get after all. I'm not overestimating the skills of my comrades when I say that it won't go well for you if you try to stand against anyone who might come seeking me.
I suppose that the longshot option might be that you intend to sacrifice me to that creature with all the tentacles that I see in the lake. If that is the case, I hope you're already aware that I'm a succubus. So many of these rituals require a virgin that my kind is hardly near the top of the list of races most monster-worshiping cultists would search through when looking for a maiden. But, please! Don't strain your tongues attempting to correct me if I'm mistaken in words that I can understand; I hope that I might figure out this riddle for myself. What fun this is shaping up to be!
However, I will ask that those of you in charge of tying me up stop attempting to fondle me each time you pass the rope across my chest. I would like to go along with this abduction for the moment if at all possible -- this is an interesting new experience after all, and one that I doubt I'll have another chance to undergo anytime in the near future -- but I do have a certain set of standards that I try to live by which include not allowing strangers to grope me at will. I'm certain that one of you lost a finger down my bodice on purpose; don't think that I can't feel it still wiggling in there! Push me much further and I may be forced to give you a kiss.
Let me warn you, it will not be nearly so pleasant as you might expect.
Poll Vote!
Character: Lyserg Diethel
Series: Shaman King (manga)
Character Age: 14
Canon: Once every 500 years, a great tournament known as the Shaman Fight is held to determine who will be the next leader of the spiritual world: the Shaman King. Now, in the year 2000, shamans and their spirit companions from all over the world are forming teams to battle each other in the latest Shaman Fight. This is the story of the trials, tribulations, and wacky hijinks that Asakura Yoh faces on his journey to become the Shaman King.
Lyserg Diethel is a Shaman Fight participant from London who specializes in dowsing, a divination practice in which pendulums and rods serve as homing devices. His wire-strung pendulum doubles as a weapon with the help of his spirit ally, a tiny pink fairy named Morphine. Lyserg's primary motive for fighting is revenge on a certain shaman who murdered his parents years ago, so it's no surprise that he eagerly gives up his spot on Yoh's team to join the X-Laws -- an extremist group also driven by revenge. But despite his effort to comply with the X-Laws' "ends justify the means" philosophy, deep down he's too kind-hearted not to be hurt by the brutal lengths to which his teammates will go in the name of justice. Still, he considers himself loyal to them to the end.
When attempting to win you over as an ally, Lyserg tries to be cheerful and outgoing, but often reads as pushy and arrogant instead. Get past that, though, and he's a serious fighter as well as a good thinker and analyst. Once he considers you a friend, he's actually quite a nice person who'll help you out when you're in trouble... even when he's technically on your rival team. Just ask Yoh.
Sample Post:
Hi there! Yes, I'm talking to you, in the lake. You'll do me a favor and get the attention of the lady you're swimming laps around, right? But of course you will! That way you'll be doing something useful, unlike the one-armed backstroke... Oh, thanks, you've gotten her attention now all right! Sorry about the trouble it caused you; I swear I didn't know that was going to happen. Oh well, you know what they say: I win some, you lose some. Nothing you can do now but move on to the no-armed backstroke.
Now, here's the one I wanted to speak to. You must be Marcy, spirit companion to the legendary Elizabeth Sayre. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Lyserg Diethel, and this is my spirit, Morphine. On behalf of our glorious leader, the Holy Girl Iron Maiden Jeanne, I'm here to invite you and your master to join the X-Laws. We were overcome with empathy when we heard that after everything Ms. Sayre has done to avenge the murder of her fiance -- torturing every suspect through sporadic deprivation of their gender, age, and species though I do think permanently banning sugar is a bit too cruel -- she still hasn't brought the killer to justice! She's indeed strong, but not strong enough on her own. Fortunately, we X-Laws are also strong. Together, we can win the Shaman Fight... and the power to defeat all the world's evildoers.
...Haha! What do you mean, the Shaman Fight was eight years ago? I did run into a few setbacks on the way here, but I can assure you they didn't keep me occupied for quiiite that long. No, not even that one, er, "Purple Ranger" in the fuzzy suit who tried to whisk Morphine off in a ridiculous display of choreography. He took but five minutes at most to fend off. Haha, I'm sure from now on he'll think more carefully before deciding that "It's Morphine Time."
In fact, even with obstacles like that, I'd wager I still got here more quickly than your average traveler. Do you know how?... Yes, good call; it was this device here! Although in England we call it a "homing pendulum," not a "gaydar." I'm a dowser, you see. As long as I have a target in mind, this pendulum will track it down.
What? You can do that, too? Wow! This is the first time I've met a spirit who's a dowser! Do you also have a pendulum, or do you prefer rods?... Oh, er, I see. Well, I suppose there's no rule against using tentacles, if that's what works for -- h-hold on! Just what do you think you're doing?! Put me down immediately! It doesn't count as tracking when you can see your target to begin with! And I said there's no rule against using tentacles for dowsing, but there's got to be a law against using them for that!
Poll Vote!
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Character: Ichijou Takuma.
Series: Vampire Knight.
Character Age: 18.
Canon: Stunningly beautiful vampires, numerous admirers, a high school, and a girl who can’t deny her attraction to two admirers-no, this isn’t that series, but Vampire Knight. Set at Cross Academy, the story focuses on the possibility of a peace treaty between humans and vampires in a world that doesn’t remember the latter. For a smooth transition, there are two classes-Day and Night-with guardians meant to hide the vampires’ secrets. These guardians, Yuki and Zero, maintain the best atmosphere possible, but it’s difficult with Yuki’s constant attraction to the President of the Night Class and Zero’s sudden change.
The vice-president of the Night Class marks a striking difference from many of his classmates. Amicable and welcoming to anyone, Ichijou is more approachable than his superior, Kaname, and the other vampires. He seems to get caught up in the moment, oddly displaying one of the most stable personalities of the Night Class despite his openly eccentric and excitable behavior. While this is a genuine part of his personality, he often uses it to distract people from problems at hand. Sometimes, it really is easier to be cheerful and living the moment than caught up in the disastrous circumstances of their world. However, it’s easy to miss this perceptive side of him as he babbles on cheerful about his recently read manga and brushes off everything as if it isn’t a big deal. Indeed, in a class where everyone was bitten by the emo bug, Ichijou remains immune as he carries on a lifestyle projected as worry-free.
Sample Post:
Welcome to the third anniversary celebration of the zombies, vampires, and demons organization! We’ve always been an organization dedicated to the concept of peace between races here at Camp Fuck You Die! And please, let’s not mention that the organization hasn’t been founded yet; the fact that it was meant to be established three years ago is what matters most, even if everyone seemed to forget! We’ve gathered here to celebrate our lasting pact of harmony! There’s everything you need from a celebration like this: very little ambiance, a few balloons, and the cheerful sounds of Gravestone Confessional soothing our worries and reminding us that it isn’t so bad until your lover’s flaking skin is everywhere. It’s the perfect setting for such a long-awaited celebration, isn’t it?
I’ve had it verified by beautifully illustrated pieces of literature that our races can mesh together. Romance, beauty, enough undead to make a rival force of extreme levels of spiritual energy-these are only the tip of the iceberg. You just have to do one thing: believe it. It may be easy to be disheartened by the years of disastrous problems between our groups. But I wouldn’t pay any mind to that! I’m sure we’re all really meant to be star-crossed lovers or just to play our parts in a harem, surrounding an attractive young zombie with skin that’s preserved perfectly post-mortem. Before you argue that we have so much more to work through, I ask that you take a look at your anniversary grab bags I put together. The mangas in the bags are examples of what I’ve already mentioned; they really are fun reads! You’ll also find other gifts to help you in camp!
Now that I've grabbed your attention, the time has come to discuss future guidelines we've never had before. Maintaining nocturnal behavior is only a part of it, everyone, but there are other conditions to consider. Getting the zombies brains, providing more soup … these are pressing issues at hand. But we’re here to celebrate and not worry! After all, we may need a leader or some kind of hierarchy, but I gathered everyone here for a celebration! We have a stunning cake for everyone to enjoy. Just get in line by species and I’ll start cutting pieces for everyone. Don’t get too impatient, even if you have a taste for flesh and brains-the cake will take your mind off that. Next time we celebrate, there will be a wider selection-and, of course, honored guests! Toucans, gorillas, or even some feisty goats to show us a good time. But let’s worry about the cake; I promise it’s just as it seems.
What, you were hoping for something more delicious and moist? We’re trying to take steps in showing our control when it comes to that!
Poll Vote!
Character: Yoi-te
Series: Nabari no Ou
Character Age: 16
Canon: Modern Japan is a magical world filled with excitement, imagination, okonomiyaki, and ninjas. These ninjas are part of the world of 'Nabari': a shadow world so underground and extensive it would make the mafia jealous.The ninjas of Nabari are on the equivalent of an epic scavenger hunt as they attempt to gather scrolls to aid or take advantage of Nabari no Ou's protagonist, Miharu. The 'use and use some more' side is the Kairoushuu , a group of ninjas with questionable morals. The side attempting to take advantage of Miharu is the Kairoushuu, a group of ninjas with questionable morals. One member of the Kairoushuu is Yoi-te, who uses the forbidden skill 'Kira' to bring his enemies to twitchy, painful deaths that usually involve internal bleeding. More than just a handy killer, Yoi-te is pretty gung-ho about his mission in life -- which just so happens to not entirely coincide with Kairoushuu's end goal.
Yoi-te wants his existence to be erased, to be made so that he never existed; however, this should not be mistaken for wanting to die. He's pretty serious about it as well, leveling threats and maintaining a stoic apathy as he goes about trying to get Miharu to agree to grant his wish. At first Yoi-te comes off as distant and cold, managing to be polite while threatening to kill you and all your friends. He is exactly the exact opposite of social, preferring not to talk to people or talk for long periods of time preferring not to talk for long periods of time or hold lengthy conversation?. When he does talk his speech patterns tend to be disjointed and distant. Recurring themes in his conversations include death, dying, and (appropriately) existential angst. Yoi-te's use of "Kira" is slowly killing him, as evidenced by a chronic chill and the deterioration of his five senses; despite his time limit, however, and despite the amount of time he spends wallowing in his own despair, Yoi-te's innate stubbornness forces him to push on.
Sample Post:
. . . this is my first time undercover. Yukimi thought that an 'obnoxious brat like me' would fit in better at a place like 'this'. He suggested 'to be myself', and mentioned that 'search and recover will be easy, just do your job'. Yukimi was wrong. This is The Happiest Place on Earth, Disneyland, United States of America . . . I do not think being myself will help me find the scroll. Being harassed by goats is probably not normal, either. It will be harder to find what I'm looking for, this way . . . with the goats. They are in the way. And so are the gorillas, the trees, and the tentacle monster. This is very inconvenient; I do not think I want to go undercover again.
-- oh. Another inconvenience. Did you overhear that I was undercover? That is also troublesome. I should probably get rid of you, but I won't whittle away my life by killing you . . . You already look dead, anyway. It looks as though someone has run over your face and cut off your arms. Those cuts look infected, or they are mouldering. But it doesn't look like you're in despair, from the way you're wiggling. I think that I would say you looked 'pleased'. Even without a face you can express your joy, because the end is near. You have a liberty that I do not. To be so close to dying and still be able to feel happiness . . . you must have led a full life. The kind of life I . . . people would like to lead. Please take my secret to the grave, or I will have to kill you. That would be tiring for us both.
This place is already very tiring. I'm sweating. . . . how unusual. It's very odd, to be this warm. I didn't think that I would ever feel this way again . . . I think I almost preferred being cold. The heat makes the air so heavy. It feels as if all of the world's troubles are sitting on me, weighing me down. . . . or perhaps that is the mud. It's gotten on my socks and my shoes. I will probably have to buy new socks. I don't really want to. I don't really want to be here at all.
This place . . . it smells like garbage. I am familiar with this scent of decomposition. This body is rotting. Like those zombies, the decay of this body is crawling under my skin, like a wound that won't heal. I don't even want it to heal. I just . . . I don't want to be part of this world. This world is an ocean, and even though people have to swim as though their lives depended on it . . . the water resistance is huge.
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Character: Shuri Oak
Series: 07-Ghost
Character Age: 15
Canon: In the world of 07-Ghost, the Barsburg Empire rules, having virtually destroyed the Raggs Kingdom in a civil war ten years ago. Teito Klein, an amnesiac ex-slave, was studying to join the military until an incident that set him against it--after that, he escapes to the church, and begins a quest to find the truth of his past. The conflict arises from there, as Ayanami, one of the most feared men of the military, is after Teito, and will go to some terrifying lengths to get him. All in all it can be a very dark and dramatic series, with lots of pretty boys angsting and fighting each other.
However, Shuri Oak doesn't want to talk about THAT. That's BORING. Shuri Oak wants to talk about Shuri Oak! Though Teito might say he's an insufferable classmate, and his commanding officers might be constantly on the verge of killing him, obviously they just don't understand the true splendor of the prestigious Oak name (as Shuri will tell you, accompanied by ~sparkles~ and maybe a few lackeys). His childish attitude and sense of self-importance aside, Shuri is at the top of his class at the military academy! And of course, it's this talent that lands him a position working under Ayanami! Certainly not because Shuri's highly-ranked and well-off father pulled any strings, or anything. And let's ignore Shuri's breaking into hysterics when confronted with real battle, shall we? And his subsequent trauma over death and corpses that renders him helpless, clingy and weak in the knees? Right! I knew you could! Because it's Shuri Oak! He MUST be amazing.
Sample Post:
Oh, my! What a quaint place this seems to be. Hardly on par with the estate back home! But that's only natural for some backwoods camp, isn't it? Look, you eat in this little Mess Hall and get your own meals all by yourself, how cute! It's almost like playing servant! Aha, not that anyone would mistake me for one of those. Well, there's no helping the sad lack of style or grace. I am here on official duty! A distinguished soldier! I'll have to tolerate it in a dignified and professional manner... One would expect no less from an almighty Oak!
...But reeeaallyyyyy. Since I am part of the military, you'd think they would at least treat me right! Hello? Room assignments, someone? Someone should have at least come and taken my bags by now! You can't expect me to just stand out here in the middle of this swamp and deal with these--these bugs, and these birds, and these gorillas--that behavior is far too vulgar to besmirch my beautiful eyes, you gorillas! And, most IMPORTANTLY! This disgusting swamp gunk is getting all over my nicely polished boots, and this humidity... Augh! You know I'm in uniform! I shouldn't have to deal with this sort of humidity, or it will ruin my image entirely!
...oh, my, it seems this man has already suffered such effects. His skin's in such poor condition it's practically falling off him! I knew commoners were a different breed, but you'd think they would at least know some basic hygiene! Hmph, it doesn't matter. If you're going to stand there and be disgusting I can only assume you're a servant, so here are my bags. Don't groan like that, you should be happy to serve someone as magnificent as myself! Now, while you go take care of that, I am going to talk to this less disease-ridden person, and he should hopefully be directing me to where the real men of class will be staying. Yes, yes, you sir! You seem to be of good health, so I assume you must be of better breeding than these...
--Z-Zombies. Undead? Ahahaha... what? Don't be silly! What does undead even mean? It means they're NOT dead, obviously. I mean, look at this fellow! For all his disgusting habits, he's still walking around fine like you or me! And he seems to be handling my bags all right! Isn't that right... ah. Ahahahahaha. Well, with the loss of that leg, and that arm, ah... maybe not so much... anymore...
Hahaha, the heat really is powerful here, isn't it? I think I'm starting to feel a bit faint.
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Character: Sheena Fujibayashi
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character Age: 19
Canon: Tales of Symphonia is the story of two worlds in an all out battle for the other's means of survival, and one brave boy in red trying to "fix" this centuries old cycle. Sheena is a summoner/ninja from the world of Tethe'alla that was sent to basically to stop the game before it could really even get started. However, she was out-clutzed by Colette and later joins the party as a summoner, providing the main way for destroying the seals between both worlds with her summons. She's also pretty handy at powering megadoom weapons.
Sheena, despite showing the most cleavage and wearing skin-tight clothing, is the most prudish of the group. She is easily flustered and embarassed by being flirted with and dislikes others commenting on her goods. If you have red hair, watch out, she may strike out without warning! She considers herself a tomboy, and is easily the most frank of all the group, especially once she overcomes past trauma and all that fun stuff. Did I mention she might hit you if you have red hair? Because yeah.
Sample Post:
They weren't kidding when they said this was a fix'er'upper...
Okay! Well, I mean, no offense and all. You sound like you're really attached to this place, but there are some things that definitely give off the wrong impression! That's all! All we have to do is take this one step at a time-- and... Well... I've got time. Lots of time. So much time, I can't really leave this place, haha! Oh boy...
B-but don't worry! I came here to help add on! After all, everyone needs a place to sleep or just to kick up their feet! Okay, not literally, geez... Ahaha... Um. Do you really need that tree right by the window? It's a nice tree, b-but... Well, I don't think looking at underwear brings to mind just the right type of sleep! Ah, no, don't worry! I'm sure it's nothing against you. You can't help the wildlife, after all. Maybe we could just prune the fruit of the loom a bit... Wait, are some of those edible?
Uh... Moving on! I think it would probably be a good idea to rethink the advertising a little. Camp Fuck You Die is going through a lot of changes now, so it's best to try and represent that. I think 'resilient woods, long lasting bushes, and hot as--' well, you get the picture... But we definitely should do something about how you describe camp! Something a little less... Less... Less perverted.
Hm? Oh! Thanks! Contrary to what anyone else says, I've got tons of brains in this head. And if anyone says differently, well, don't believe them! Now... Hm, you know... why aren't there any pictures of the campers in this brochure? The purple gorillas and zom-- ah, that is a good photo of you but... I think you might want to show more variety!
Uh... Right! That's your selling point. What other camp can brag about having purple gorillas and zombies... Damn, I'm surrounded... Well, that cafeteria won't build itself!
So where's the wood?
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Character Name: Fall-from-Grace
Series: Planescape: Torment
Character Age: 2000+, physically 18ish
Canon: Planescape: Torment is the story of The Nameless One, an amnesiac immortal, and his search for his identity and a way to die. On his body he bears a symbol which draws tormented souls to him. Fall-from-Grace is one of these souls, and a creature of contradictions. She's a lawful neutral member of a chaotic evil race, a non-sexual succubus (luckily for the people around her, as her kisses are deadly) who runs a brothel that people visit for intelligent conversation instead of sex, and she'd a cleric who worships no god.
When she was a child, Grace's mother sold her as a slave to the race of lawful demons that are their kind's enemies, and it was her time with them that made her come to appreciate the side of law while at the same time the entire experience left her with a distaste for demonkind in general. Eventually she managed to win her freedom in a game of improvisation, the chaotic nature of her kind giving her a natural advantage, and escaped to neutral ground. Although she usually claims that she's moved beyond being upset about the events in her past, the torment that draws her to The Nameless One is actually caused by her disconnection from her own people. If pressed she'll admit that even her name, which she chose for herself, is a sign of the loss she feels because of that disconnection.
Personality-wise, Grace is cultured and polite, remaining civil even when enemies are taunting her. She believes deeply in undemonly virtues like mercy, forgiveness, and compassion, and will firmly defend those beliefs to anyone who looks down on them. She's kind, even-tempered and often complimentary to those around her, but she'll just as often amuse herself by gently teasing them, usually within the same conversation. She's also completely devoted (as a member of a faction dedicated to sensation) to throwing herself into every new experience she can find, be it good or bad, painful or pleasurable, to the point that all of her magic is fueled by that devotion.
Sample Post:
My goodness. I went to sleep last night in my own bed, in my own brothel, only to awaken tied up somewhere obviously far from the city with a gaggle of zombies surrounding me. I can only assume that I've been kidnapped during the night. How exciting!
I'm no expert on abductions, having never been involved in one before, but it appears to me that you've pulled this one off very well. I've never considered myself a heavy sleeper, but I didn't wake up once while you were stealing me away. I'll admit that I hadn't thought most members of the undead capable of such stealth. And to carry me so far, with some of you in such advanced stages of decomposition, I would have expected at least one of you to have your arms fall right off along the way. ...Ah, I missed seeing you in the back there at first. Well, don't worry, I'm sure that if you find a needle and thread and a little embalming fluid one of your friends can sew them back on as good as new right away.
I have to say that I'm most interested in seeing what you hope to gain from doing this. If you've managed to plan all this out on your own, I can't imagine that all of your brains have rotted so much that you wouldn't realize that snatching away the person who holds the keys to the vault is hardly the wisest way to get a ransom out of those left behind. Of course, if I'm actually the bait in a trap you intend to spring on someone who might come to rescue me, well... perhaps you would be better off trying for whatever ransom you might get after all. I'm not overestimating the skills of my comrades when I say that it won't go well for you if you try to stand against anyone who might come seeking me.
I suppose that the longshot option might be that you intend to sacrifice me to that creature with all the tentacles that I see in the lake. If that is the case, I hope you're already aware that I'm a succubus. So many of these rituals require a virgin that my kind is hardly near the top of the list of races most monster-worshiping cultists would search through when looking for a maiden. But, please! Don't strain your tongues attempting to correct me if I'm mistaken in words that I can understand; I hope that I might figure out this riddle for myself. What fun this is shaping up to be!
However, I will ask that those of you in charge of tying me up stop attempting to fondle me each time you pass the rope across my chest. I would like to go along with this abduction for the moment if at all possible -- this is an interesting new experience after all, and one that I doubt I'll have another chance to undergo anytime in the near future -- but I do have a certain set of standards that I try to live by which include not allowing strangers to grope me at will. I'm certain that one of you lost a finger down my bodice on purpose; don't think that I can't feel it still wiggling in there! Push me much further and I may be forced to give you a kiss.
Let me warn you, it will not be nearly so pleasant as you might expect.
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Character: Lyserg Diethel
Series: Shaman King (manga)
Character Age: 14
Canon: Once every 500 years, a great tournament known as the Shaman Fight is held to determine who will be the next leader of the spiritual world: the Shaman King. Now, in the year 2000, shamans and their spirit companions from all over the world are forming teams to battle each other in the latest Shaman Fight. This is the story of the trials, tribulations, and wacky hijinks that Asakura Yoh faces on his journey to become the Shaman King.
Lyserg Diethel is a Shaman Fight participant from London who specializes in dowsing, a divination practice in which pendulums and rods serve as homing devices. His wire-strung pendulum doubles as a weapon with the help of his spirit ally, a tiny pink fairy named Morphine. Lyserg's primary motive for fighting is revenge on a certain shaman who murdered his parents years ago, so it's no surprise that he eagerly gives up his spot on Yoh's team to join the X-Laws -- an extremist group also driven by revenge. But despite his effort to comply with the X-Laws' "ends justify the means" philosophy, deep down he's too kind-hearted not to be hurt by the brutal lengths to which his teammates will go in the name of justice. Still, he considers himself loyal to them to the end.
When attempting to win you over as an ally, Lyserg tries to be cheerful and outgoing, but often reads as pushy and arrogant instead. Get past that, though, and he's a serious fighter as well as a good thinker and analyst. Once he considers you a friend, he's actually quite a nice person who'll help you out when you're in trouble... even when he's technically on your rival team. Just ask Yoh.
Sample Post:
Hi there! Yes, I'm talking to you, in the lake. You'll do me a favor and get the attention of the lady you're swimming laps around, right? But of course you will! That way you'll be doing something useful, unlike the one-armed backstroke... Oh, thanks, you've gotten her attention now all right! Sorry about the trouble it caused you; I swear I didn't know that was going to happen. Oh well, you know what they say: I win some, you lose some. Nothing you can do now but move on to the no-armed backstroke.
Now, here's the one I wanted to speak to. You must be Marcy, spirit companion to the legendary Elizabeth Sayre. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Lyserg Diethel, and this is my spirit, Morphine. On behalf of our glorious leader, the Holy Girl Iron Maiden Jeanne, I'm here to invite you and your master to join the X-Laws. We were overcome with empathy when we heard that after everything Ms. Sayre has done to avenge the murder of her fiance -- torturing every suspect through sporadic deprivation of their gender, age, and species though I do think permanently banning sugar is a bit too cruel -- she still hasn't brought the killer to justice! She's indeed strong, but not strong enough on her own. Fortunately, we X-Laws are also strong. Together, we can win the Shaman Fight... and the power to defeat all the world's evildoers.
...Haha! What do you mean, the Shaman Fight was eight years ago? I did run into a few setbacks on the way here, but I can assure you they didn't keep me occupied for quiiite that long. No, not even that one, er, "Purple Ranger" in the fuzzy suit who tried to whisk Morphine off in a ridiculous display of choreography. He took but five minutes at most to fend off. Haha, I'm sure from now on he'll think more carefully before deciding that "It's Morphine Time."
In fact, even with obstacles like that, I'd wager I still got here more quickly than your average traveler. Do you know how?... Yes, good call; it was this device here! Although in England we call it a "homing pendulum," not a "gaydar." I'm a dowser, you see. As long as I have a target in mind, this pendulum will track it down.
What? You can do that, too? Wow! This is the first time I've met a spirit who's a dowser! Do you also have a pendulum, or do you prefer rods?... Oh, er, I see. Well, I suppose there's no rule against using tentacles, if that's what works for -- h-hold on! Just what do you think you're doing?! Put me down immediately! It doesn't count as tracking when you can see your target to begin with! And I said there's no rule against using tentacles for dowsing, but there's got to be a law against using them for that!
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