Application
Character: Delirium
Series: The Sandman
Character Age: older than humanity but she looks prepubescent
Canon: The Sandman revolves around a family of seven dysfunctional siblings called The Endless. They are neither people nor gods, but rather anthropomorphic personifications of universal concepts, each controlling their own distinct realm. Though Dream, the title character, is the main protagonist, all Endless play major roles in this story of stories. Delirium is the youngest of The Endless. Her chaotic yet cozy little realm is full of color, swirls, and mismatched things that make little sense - but sometimes cents or scents.
Delirium takes the form of a lithe gutterpunk ragamuffin, with hair and clothing that may change faster than snapping your fingers. The one constant is her mismatched eyes. Delirium is randomness made 'flesh,' prone to take everything literally or go off on tangents. Blessed with the memory of a goldfish, it is only fitting that Delirium loves fish. She enjoys searching for her losted doggie, becoming fishies and butterflies, badtouching your sanity, inventing flavors of ice cream, and warping reality in general. She knows what you did last summer, she probably made you do it, and she collects WTFs by the bucketful. Once you brush against her realm, you leave something behind. Hope the mindfuck was as good for you as it was for her.
Incapable of recognizing sarcasm, childlike in disposition and speech, she is sweet and friendly by default. But don't cross her or you'll pay the price. Never insult her driving unless you want invisible insects crawling all over you forever. Never insult her in general or she might lick the inside of your head; tastes like honey candy! Most importantly, don't call her a person. You don't want to know how she'll prove you wrong.
Note: several CFUD characters are vaguely mentioned in sample post to show how Del relates to people. These are included with their muns' permission.
Sample Post:
Oh hello. Hi. This must be one of those places that's a place and isn't a place. I like those kinds of places. I once knew a place who was a person. He was really nice. Maybe he should take up the green fiddle?
Oh. Yes. This place. It's just my kind of place. Today is a flibberty day and the mootzes are playing palindrome contests with the sofas. The sofas are winning. Maybe you can join in later. After their set is over. Maybe that's after sunset.
...Or before. I forget.
This place. This place. I know it. It's delightfully unperfect. Little drops of whirly goodness and badness and thingies. I like whirly and swirly thingies. There are lots of people and not-people here. From all sorts of places. Some overlap. Some like to do the mambo. Some don't get along, only a short. Bad places, bad! Be nicer to each other!
Like this place. It's a nice place. Lots of everyone from everywhere and everywhen. Lots of nonlesbians. Hi there, nonlesbians! Hi there, people! Hi there, not-people! I know quite a few and notsomuch a many of you. You, you and you! Oh look, there goes Resurrection Man. That lady, she is water but she isn't. Drip drip, fluids. They. Um. They are three in one and... there's only one of me except if you call me san. And um... other things. Sometimes his eyes twinkle. I like it when eyes twinkle. It's prettyful. Sometimes my one eye twinkles. Guard your eyelids or fishies may nibble them into oblivion.
My name, you ask? Oh. I don't have a name. Not a name name. There are namelike things that people call me but. It's not a name. Here. Um. Let me spell it out for you.
Watch the letters as I draw them in the air. All prettyful and sparkly and colorful! There we go!
Dee! um... Ee! um... El! um... Eye! (Like your eyes!) Ar! um... Eye! (You have two, don't you? So do I.) um... YOU! um. Em em! Everyone loves eminems!
I am following my fishie. He knows the way to go. See, here he is on a string, showing me the way and oooh, is that a lovely tentacle lady type not-person? I think it is! Yay! Dancey dance dance! That reminds me, I love the word tentacle. Tentacle tentacle tentacle tentacle tentacle. Tentacle with a monocle, tentacle with porn, tentacle with spectacles, tentacle with a speculum, tentacle playing tetris, tentacle, tentacle, tentacle and a tent. There are probably more tentacles in the tent. Hello, Miss Marcy. You're looking prettyful and tentacly today.
What's that you say? Oh. That sucks.
Series: The Sandman
Character Age: older than humanity but she looks prepubescent
Canon: The Sandman revolves around a family of seven dysfunctional siblings called The Endless. They are neither people nor gods, but rather anthropomorphic personifications of universal concepts, each controlling their own distinct realm. Though Dream, the title character, is the main protagonist, all Endless play major roles in this story of stories. Delirium is the youngest of The Endless. Her chaotic yet cozy little realm is full of color, swirls, and mismatched things that make little sense - but sometimes cents or scents.
Delirium takes the form of a lithe gutterpunk ragamuffin, with hair and clothing that may change faster than snapping your fingers. The one constant is her mismatched eyes. Delirium is randomness made 'flesh,' prone to take everything literally or go off on tangents. Blessed with the memory of a goldfish, it is only fitting that Delirium loves fish. She enjoys searching for her losted doggie, becoming fishies and butterflies, badtouching your sanity, inventing flavors of ice cream, and warping reality in general. She knows what you did last summer, she probably made you do it, and she collects WTFs by the bucketful. Once you brush against her realm, you leave something behind. Hope the mindfuck was as good for you as it was for her.
Incapable of recognizing sarcasm, childlike in disposition and speech, she is sweet and friendly by default. But don't cross her or you'll pay the price. Never insult her driving unless you want invisible insects crawling all over you forever. Never insult her in general or she might lick the inside of your head; tastes like honey candy! Most importantly, don't call her a person. You don't want to know how she'll prove you wrong.
Note: several CFUD characters are vaguely mentioned in sample post to show how Del relates to people. These are included with their muns' permission.
Sample Post:
Oh hello. Hi. This must be one of those places that's a place and isn't a place. I like those kinds of places. I once knew a place who was a person. He was really nice. Maybe he should take up the green fiddle?
Oh. Yes. This place. It's just my kind of place. Today is a flibberty day and the mootzes are playing palindrome contests with the sofas. The sofas are winning. Maybe you can join in later. After their set is over. Maybe that's after sunset.
...Or before. I forget.
This place. This place. I know it. It's delightfully unperfect. Little drops of whirly goodness and badness and thingies. I like whirly and swirly thingies. There are lots of people and not-people here. From all sorts of places. Some overlap. Some like to do the mambo. Some don't get along, only a short. Bad places, bad! Be nicer to each other!
Like this place. It's a nice place. Lots of everyone from everywhere and everywhen. Lots of nonlesbians. Hi there, nonlesbians! Hi there, people! Hi there, not-people! I know quite a few and notsomuch a many of you. You, you and you! Oh look, there goes Resurrection Man. That lady, she is water but she isn't. Drip drip, fluids. They. Um. They are three in one and... there's only one of me except if you call me san. And um... other things. Sometimes his eyes twinkle. I like it when eyes twinkle. It's prettyful. Sometimes my one eye twinkles. Guard your eyelids or fishies may nibble them into oblivion.
My name, you ask? Oh. I don't have a name. Not a name name. There are namelike things that people call me but. It's not a name. Here. Um. Let me spell it out for you.
Watch the letters as I draw them in the air. All prettyful and sparkly and colorful! There we go!
Dee! um... Ee! um... El! um... Eye! (Like your eyes!) Ar! um... Eye! (You have two, don't you? So do I.) um... YOU! um. Em em! Everyone loves eminems!
I am following my fishie. He knows the way to go. See, here he is on a string, showing me the way and oooh, is that a lovely tentacle lady type not-person? I think it is! Yay! Dancey dance dance! That reminds me, I love the word tentacle. Tentacle tentacle tentacle tentacle tentacle. Tentacle with a monocle, tentacle with porn, tentacle with spectacles, tentacle with a speculum, tentacle playing tetris, tentacle, tentacle, tentacle and a tent. There are probably more tentacles in the tent. Hello, Miss Marcy. You're looking prettyful and tentacly today.
What's that you say? Oh. That sucks.