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Your Name/Alias: Kristie
Age: 20
Character: Deneb
Series: Kamen Rider Den-O
Character Age: Unknown, however he possesses a 19-20 year old.
Canon:
The past is in danger! Or, it was, back in 2007 when Kamen Rider Den-O began airing. Monsters that can travel through time - Imagin - create and fulfill contracts in order to go back into the past and wreck havoc. But time is in luck, as a painfully unlucky boy and his team of non-destructive Imagin work together as Den-O to destroy these Imagin and protect time. However, Den-o is not the only Rider in the series; Zeronos - or Sakurai Yuuto - has Deneb as his own contracted Imagin, and they travel together on the time train ZeroLiner. Deneb acts as both Yuuto’s “suit power-up” and a butler that borders on being a mom; he does everything for his human contractor’s sake (ie. cooking, cleaning, making friends for him), and gives it his all.
Aside from his attachment to Yuuto, Deneb is very honest and big-hearted, stopping to help people in trouble whenever he can. When in battle, he refuses to fight unfairly (such as a two-versus-one situation), and his original reason for becoming a good guy was because he saw Sakurai fighting so hard by himself; Deneb has a strong sense of fairness and is honourable to a fault. He’s clumsy, bumbling, naïve, and a little stupid, but he tries his best and means well (though sometimes his meddling causes more problems than good). However, Deneb gladly takes all the blame for unfortunate incidents, even if there is no blame to be placed or it isn’t even his fault at all. He is also the only stranger that you can safely take candy from - he gives everyone Deneb Candy (which is stored in a mysterious hammerspace within his… crotch) in an attempt to make friends.
Sample Post:
Ah! Good afternoon, sir… or is it ma’am? All the rotting makes it hard to tell… I hope I’m not being a bother, but I’m looking for Sakurai Yuuto. He’s a boy that’s about this tall who looks a little haughty - b-but he’s good inside, even though he’s frowning! Ah, but it’s rude of me to be asking you for help when you’re so sick! That stench and that rotting - have you been to a doctor yet? I can take you right now! Oh, dear, n-no, no! I didn’t mean to offend you or anything - if that’s just how you are, than I have no right to say insensitive things like that. I apologize! This hasn’t been a good way to start our friendship at all…
But camp certainly builds character and bonds of friendship, doesn’t it? I was overjoyed when I saw the pamphlet for this lovely swamp: “Camp Fuck You Die!” Such a bold, powerful name for a camp! It would be great way for Yuuto to have a chance at being a normal boy, but he didn’t have to run off and not tell me he wanted to go. There’s no need to be embarrassed about wanting to camp! Desiring a passionate bond with both nature and other boys is wonderful! I can almost feel it in the air; the sweat, tears, blood and frustration of campers, fighting zombies off to make the cabins secure for the night, their pain of defeat and bite marks, their intestinal trauma from poorly-prepared camp food!
The campers I already saw certainly looked like they were enjoying themselves, testing their strength against the vines crawling up their legs and the tentacles emerging from the lake. The tentacles belong to Marcy, yes? I read all about her in the pamphlet I received; “the only tentacle monster left in Louisiana, Marcy is eager to play with both new and old campers and give them something to have nightmares about forever.” She must have been so lonely, not having any others of her kind left! It’s so compassionate of the camp director to let Marcy live here, where she has lots of space and people to love her. I will have to say hello to her later! Do you think she’d like candy?
And the other animals seem to be excited about having campers around, too. Why, just as I was dodging around the fire-breathing tomatoes, this rather friendly purple gorilla came up and tried to wrestle with me! Let me say this to start, but I’m experienced when it comes to being wrestled and beaten! So that gorilla stood no chance in pushing me down on my hands and knees. He did unfortunately run off with my basket of candy, so maybe that’s why he was so adamant about getting between my legs.
Ah, but here I am rambling on and on when you look like you’re in the middle of decaying and chasing down campers! I did manage to save a few pieces, so here! It’s Deneb Candy - hmm? No, it’s melon-flavored, not brains. Is it no good? I-I’m sorry! I will make some much more suited to your taste! And- ahhh! Please don’t bite my head, your teeth will chip! You need those for getting to brains!
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