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Character Name: Gareki
Series: Karneval
Age: 15
Canon: All the world's a circus, and all the men and women merely performers-at least, part-time. In Karneval, when not in the ring, members of the national defense organization Circus chase down the world's worst criminals using the superhuman abilities bestowed upon them by specialized bracelets. One such bracelet ends up in the hands of a boy named Nai after its true owner, the mysterious "Karoku," suddenly disappears out of the blue. So begins Nai's quest to find Karoku once again, whatever it may take; however, he can't do it alone. That's where Gareki comes in.
A true creature of the streets, Gareki's philosophy is that the only things worth doing are for one's own benefit. And that to survive in the world, you need to play dirty. He's got plenty of tricks up his sleeve in that respect, with an extraordinary mind, seamless lying, and even homemade bombs to supplement his tactics. Not surprisingly, his self-reliance also means that he doesn't trust people at all. When he's not conning someone, he's cold, standoffish, and more than a little distant towards others. Or inflicting physical and verbal abuse, since his anger management is not quite where it should be. Still, however morally ambiguous and unsociable he may be, Gareki ends up being more babysitter than bodyguard in the end due to a certain, well-hidden protective side. Not to mention an inability to say no to a saaaad puppy face.
Sample Post:
Haha, wow~! What an interesting place. . . and such considerate employees, to give me a tour even before I asked! As a prospective applicant to your summer camp program, I really appreciate it. I've dreamed of being a member all my life, you know~ ☆ But oh, I couldn't possibly keep you any longer. I've already taken up too much of your time, don't you think? So don't worry, go on back. I'll find my own way out. Yes, pleasure to meet you too. . . bye now~~
-Finally. Keeping up that moronic expression was getting annoying. Who the hell takes three hours to give a tour of a swamp?! And calling it "The Happiest Place on Earth" the entire time too, "a touching experience like none other". . . tch. What a sick joke. It doesn't matter where you go; people are rotten through and through. And smell like it too, in this case. But whatever. Even if it was irritating, at least I got to memorize the layout of this place along the way. So it wasn't completely pointless. Besides, if those guys are any indication, they're only interested in their own skins-or skin conditions. Whatever. Point is, they aren't gonna be paying enough attention to be a real problem.
Madame Sayre. . . wherever you disappeared to. I don't really care. I don't know what you're trying to hide, but it's gotta be something valuable for all the smoke and mirrors around this place. Your mistake to leave it all with a bunch of braindead henchmen instead of keeping an eye on it yourself. With that kind of neglect, it's due for new ownership, wouldn't you say? Heh. . . I'll find a use for it, alright. The distraction I set up earlier should be going off right about now: two different bombs on either side of camp, synchronized to blow up one minute apart from each other. Easy to do, but those dumbasses who call themselves guards will definitely lose their heads trying to decide where to go. In the meantime, that gives me fifteen minutes with nothing annoying to interfere. Just enough time to-
Hmmm? One of those guys from earlier? . . . no, it's just a brat that looks the same as them. I don't have time for this; stop staring and get out of my way, idiot. Didn't your parents ever teach you to stay away from strangers? 'Cause I'll tell you right now, strangers want you to stay the hell away from them too. Especially halfwits who haven't learned to listen and get a move on when someone tells them to. So pick your jaw off the ground and stop following me already! -Hey. What's with the crying?! Quit that! Just. . . fine. FINE! I'll take you with me, but if you even put one toe in the way of getting this done, I'll end you. And there better be a benefit in it for me. What do you have to offer?
. . . who the hell needs a good reference for babysitting.
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Character: Russell
Series: Disney/Pixar's Up
Character Age: 8
Canon: Russell's just a little kid trying to earn his Pokemon Wilderness Explorer badges so he can become a REAL BOY SCOUT!! He only needed one more, "Assisting the Elderly". And what better candidate than the elderly...est guy on the block, Mr. Fredricksen. But, wouldn't you know it? They always pick the crazy old guy who ties his house to a billion balloons and flies it away to South America. A la Disney magic, Russell happened to be on the front porch at the time, and like it or not (which he does. very much.), he's about to get some serious wilderness training.
See, up to that point, Russell's only "training" came in paperback form. He hasn't experienced a single thing, no matter how basic. Still, he thinks he knows everything (and random fact-wise, he may), and he has no problem going on at length about it all! In fact, he has trouble shutting up ever, so you'll know exactly how he's feeling at any time, and in great detail. This becomes exceptionally annoying when he's complaining. But overall, Russell's a good kid who just might be a little too optimistic (and persistent on top of that) and happens to underestimate the dangers of the real world on account of it. He's a friend to as animals and, like most kids, wants to keep any one he sees. He's very brave, if only due to extreme naivete, and won't hesitate to unleash his Wilderness Explorer training to help anyone in need!
Sample Post:
Yes! Yes! I'm finally here! I've always wanted to go to camp, but my mom always said, "Not until you become a Senior Wilderness Explorer!" Although... I don't think she expected me to become one so soon. Every time I got a new badge, she always told me each one was special, so I should really enjoy it before letting the excitement of a new one set in. Buuuut I would stay up past bedtime every night reading about the next one anyway. It was easy with my Wilderness Explorer nightlight!
And now I'm here at Camp Food! Why is it called that anyway? Are we going to catch our own food here? I've always wanted to try that! Oh, but... "A Wilderness Explorer is friend to all animals," so I guess I should probably stick to berries and mushrooms. Good thing I have this handy guide that tells me how to spot the poisonous ones. Now let's seeeee... It kind of smells here. I wonder if any of these are any good anymore. Oh! This one looks good! Let's see; pick it from the base in order to--
Whoooa! I'm sorry, Sir! Are these yours? I didn't realize these berries belonged to anyone. I was just practicing my foraging! I promise I'll leave them alone, so... Hey, why aren't you answering me? Can't you hear me?-- Oh! I see! Well, of course you couldn't hear me if you don't have any ears! Don't worry, Sir! I SAID, DON'T WORRY, SIR!! I am now a Senior Wilderness Explorer, and I have my badge certification for First Aid, Second Aid, and Hearing Aid!
Just stay as still as you can! The first thing to remember when you're injured is to try to relaaax. Let me just attach these bandages-- see, you're looking better already!-- a little bit of Mighty Putty, aaand these walkie talkies ought to do it! There!
Well, can you hear me now?
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Character: Dug
Series: Up
Character Age: unknown, but he's not full-grown.
Canon: Carl Fredricksen is an old man who faces losing his house to the construction company building a mall, but instead of giving it up he fights back in the best way possible: he ties ten thousand helium balloons to his house and flies to Paradise Falls in South America. Why Paradise falls? That’s where his late wife had wanted to go, and Carl was determined to fulfill that promise. Of course, he can’t just have a peaceful journey. Along the way he meets a handful of characters who make his journey difficult: Russell the boy scout, Kevin the (female) wild bird, and Dug the talking dog.
Dug is a very special dog, even among the rest of his pack. He’s a little slower and less cunning then the others, but he makes up for it by being very lovable. He takes to everyone he meets very quickly, even if they aren’t the most trustworthy person in the world. He also goes on and on about how happy he is and how much he loves someone, especially if that 'someone' is his master. However, his verbose nature isn’t just limited to love: he always says in twenty words what can be said in five. He even goes as far as to describe what he’s about to do in great detail, and then he repeats himself several times in slightly different ways. He also has a very short attention span and gets distracted easily (especially if there are toys or squirrels nearby), so he often forgets that he’s said something already. Luckily Dug does have some redeeming traits. He’s a very talented tracker, and he’s very loyal to anyone who is nice to him. Throw him a bone, and he’ll be your friend for life.
As a note, Dug is able to talk because his collar translates his thoughts into spoken English. The translation is a little buggy at times, though, and it gives it a ‘Babelfish’ effect as well as eliminating all contractions.
Sample Post:
Oh boy! Oh boy! A summer camp! I have heard about these summer camps before! They sound like a very nice place to spend your summer if you do not want to spend your summer inside your house. Spending the summer inside little cabins and tents that are high in temperature in the middle of the woods is much better than staying inside a big, cool house. And this squishy wet dirt in the forest feels good under my feet. I am so happy that my master has sent me on a very important mission to a summer camp, but I cannot play fetch right now because I have an important mission to complete. I must find the local people here and ask them if they can help me in my important mission, because my master has sent me on it and he would be very angry if I did not complete it. Oh, there is a one right now! He is green and smells funny, but I must go talk to him.
Hi there. My name is Dug. My collar is of a very special design, as it helps me to talk. My master has sent me on a very important mission, which I must complete before I can play fetch. You smell very funny, and I can see the bones in your leg. Were you made stinky by the F B I? My master told me about the F B I. They keep the law and send bad mailmen away to be punished. That is why my master has sent me here, for I must find something before the F B I does. Have you seen any illegal copies of a movie about a small mailman and an old mailman in a flying house? It is still playing in the theaters that show movies, so it is illegal to own a copy of this movie. The special unit of mailmen known as the F B I will take away the humans who own an illegal copy, and they will put those humans into kennels. Getting put into a kennel is a very bad thing, so I have been sent to collect all of the illegal copies and bring them back to my master so that nobody is put into a kennel. My master is a smart master, and he knows what to do with illegal copies of movies. That is why he has sent me to get them. I am a great tracker, so I can find the movies and bring them back to him.
I see that there are a lot of movies here, but they do not smell like the right movie. The names do not match the name of the movie that I am looking for. “Up Hers #9” is not the right movie. The movie I am looking for is not about the mating rituals of Mailmen and humans, which is what this movie is about. My master would not like it if I brought him back the wrong movie, for my master did not ask for movies about the mating rituals between Mailmen and humans. And thank you very much, but my master would not want movies about the mating rituals between mailmen and lake monsters either. My master is very smart, and he would send me to the store that is the buster of the blocks if he wanted a movie like that.
Maybe you cannot tell me about the movie because you are using the wrong word. I am not looking for brains, I am looking for the movie about the small mailman and the old mailman in the flying house. It is very difficult do find the movies if you are not saying the word ‘movie’ right. You are not saying the word ‘movie’ because ‘brains’ does not sound like ‘movie.’ Are you speaking a new language? ‘Brains’ is not the word for movie in mailman language, and we are looking for movies, which are very important to find. Can you help me find them? I will help your brains if you help me find the movies. I am a good tracker, and I can find brains for you after we- SQUIRREL!
-find the movies that I have to take back to my master.
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Character: Ruby
Series: Supernatural
Character Age: Appears to be 21
Canon: Two brothers travel around the country in their mysteriously cool car with its collection of rock music, and they fight and kill all the things that crawl out from under your bed to eat you and somehow manage to get lucky every now and then while doing it. One of them, Sam, happens to be the Anti-Christ. Lilith, the resident Big Bad, and her followers spend a lot of time gunning for Sam's head to either kill him or to spur him further along the path to starting the Apocalypse.
Ruby is a demon who claims to be fighting on the good side and is fiercely determined to see Lilith's head on a platter, though she tends to achieve her goals in the most difficult way possible. Like every demon, she was human once, a witch who sold her soul, went to Hell, yada yada, and like every demon, she's manipulative, self-serving, etc. But unlike every other demon, Ruby managed to retain her humanity throughout her extended stay in the Pit, and she was good and pissed and mentally unbalanced by the time she got out. Combative, defensive, and sarcastic, she stalks the Winchesters around the country, frequently contradicting her demonic stereotype while giving them a hard time and acting like a spoiled brat. She's a huge fan of letting Dean know who's boss and French fries smothered in ketchup.
note: Ruby is being apped from the end of Season 3
Sample Post:
So you got me. Good job with that. I hope you weren't expecting a cookie or a gold star, because honestly? While I'm touched, you bringing me here is more impressive than award-winning. Is it annoying? Sure. A potential waste of time? Damn straight, cherry pie. But I get it. I really do. It's the mourning thing. Even I know misery loves company. I've lost someone, too, after all, and that's the hook for you, isn't it? It's not a bad niche, but I gotta say, this? Getting pulled into some... camp? This isn't funny or therapeutic. I mean, you're telling me I traded one bad cross-country camping trip for another, and this one doesn't even have a recruitment program, let alone a diner that sells a decent plate of fries?
Well, fine. That's fine. That's just peachy. I get that the whole concept of this place is probably some backwards bible camp that wants to make everyone hug it out, but I'm not really the hugging type. I know there are bigger and more important things of interest than dime-a-dozen sob stories. Like your position in all of this, for example, and I understand that.
Speaking of your position, let's be real here, just between us girls. You're pretty much Big Brother in this scenario, aren't you? There are laws against that. But as stupid as this place seems at the outset, maybe you're really trying to do something with all that power you've got. I'm all for that. It's not everyday someone goes plucking people from their beds in the middle of the night to bring them to a place miles away. I gotta give you credit for that much. Like I said, impressive. But I'm not convinced, not yet. I mean, look at it objectively.
What do you have here? Your own collection of zoo rejects and pointless motivations? Ding dong the boyfriend's dead. Congratulations. You're on the right path, but it's just missing something. It's not ready yet. And trust me, I wouldn't lie to you about this, of all things. Despite having it shoved in my face, I've been right in the past, and I stick to my guns. And yeah, maybe being a little bit beguiling is kind of in the job description, but isn't admitting that saying something? Look, I know how to keep my word, and I'm not about to suck up and tell you that you're doing it right when you and I can both look at this big, fat mess and point out why it's not working, why it's pointless, and how we're going to fix it. Sucking up isn't what you need. What you need is to trust me.
But before we start, I just want to get one thing off the table so we can have a clean slate between us. The next time one of those toucans comes bum rushing me with a suggestion on his mind and a song in his heart, we're gonna end up reinventing the whole concept behind Fruit Loops, understand?
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Character: Yoshino Harusawa (Haru)
Series: Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor
Character Age: 20
Canon: Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor is the newest game in the Shin Megami Tensei franchise and, as you'd expect, it involves surviving. To be specific, it involves surviving a demon invasion, diffusing riots and trying to successfully recruit party members by choosing between minutely different dialogue options all while in a practically airtight lockdown in Tokyo.
However, try as you might, you'll never recruit Yoshino Harusawa. Haru, as most call her, is an up-and-coming indie singer, formerly of the band D-Va. Raised by her grandmother after the death of her parents and then lost in the fight over inheritance when the grandmother died, Haru is no stranger to adversity and depression. For a period in her life she was almost suicidally reckless, however, meeting Aya changed all that when, for lack of a less corny way to put it, Aya gave her music. But in the game, Aya is gone, disappeared six months ago, and Haru is depressed again, blaming herself for the appearance of demons in Tokyo. Over the course of the game she develops a close friendship with the main character. Haru is often sarcastic, but never outright mean, and she seems to genuinely appreciate her fans.
*Note for the timeline! Haru is being taken from before the end of Day 6, assuming that the player is taking Gin/Haru's path.
Sample Post:
Heh. Didn't ever think I'd be playing at a kids summer camp, of all places. Still, you play the gig, no matter where it takes you, even if it's somewhere like this. Aya always said it'd be great to go on an overseas tour, but I'm not really sure this is really what she meant. First thing, the crowd's enthusiastic, don't get me wrong, but I have a hard time believing that this is your average group of campers. Not complaining, though. If they want to listen, I want to play. Though I'm not too crazy about the endless afterparty that Sayre lady mentioned...
Great, the show hasn't even started and the mosh pit is already getting crazy. Hey! You in the back! Yeah, what's your name- Marcy? Well just because you've got all those tentacles to throw around doesn't mean you can push everybody else out of the way. Gorillas have to get their music somewhere, you know? Yeah, yeah, I've heard all it before, you can't see the stage, you can't hear the tunes. Still not hearing any good reason to push anybody around. And there is no way you can't see the stage. You're about five feet above everyone else.
-Man, the security at this place is nonexistant. You'd think they'd want to have people watching the place, what with giant tentacley monsters fighting with gorillas all over the place. And me? I'm just trying to put on a good show for everybody. Heh, Aya, I always wish I was more like you when stuff like this happens. You could always sort things out. Bet these things would freak you out, though. Guess I've just seen it all before, huh?
Time to play already? That's what I get for talking to myself instead of paying attention, haha. Yeah, thanks for telling me, Mog. No, I don't want to save before the concert. No, I don't think I might have to reset and play it over again... What does that even mean? Mog, you're a real help most of the time, despite being the weirdest looking roadie I've ever met, but drop the whole "saving" thing. I still don't even get what you mean by it, anyway.
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Character: Reborn
Series: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Character Age: BABY
Canon: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! is a series about the mafia in a similar way that Prince of Tennis is a series about tennis. Sawada Tsunayoshi, a failtastic middle schooler, comes home one morning to a well-dressed baby informing him that he is to be the next head of the greatest mafia family ever, the Vongola. "No" means "yes" and "yes" means you're not being hit hard enough. Some people might insist that there's more to the series, like motorbikes, glowing rings and rampant homosexuality, but at the core, Reborn is and always will be a series about...well, actually, Tsuna's pain. We kind of forgot the mafia half an arc ago.
The aforementioned well-dressed baby is Reborn, the mafia's number one hitman, who has been sent from Italy to raise Tsuna up into a good mafia boss. Like any good teacher, he takes his students' independent styles of learning into account and then promptly ignores them, using a wide variety of techniques involving guns, knives, physical blows, death threats, dry insults and outright apathy to their tears - most anything that causes physical and emotional pain, really, all to do what must be done. Unfortunately for his students, "what must be done" more often than not simply means "amusing Reborn". All of this, of course, is for the great cause of molding the next mafia generation . . . or so Reborn tells them.
Note: "Ciaossu" is Reborn's usual greeting. An early gag in the series was that Reborn has had four lovers (despite, we know, being a baby). Permission granted from Biz for Reborn to imply Elizabeth was one of these four lovers.
Sample Post:
Ciaossu, Elizabeth. Are you surprised to see me so soon? I keep very good track of my lovers, although I can see you haven't done the same to yours. Your obsession with your fiance has become almost unbearable . . . good revenge can be so difficult for some people to achieve. As usual, you've let your emotions go to your head. Your god complex is as astounding as ever and just as useless.
I'm sure you're aware, of course, that talk has been circulating about you and your growing fascinations, especially in regard to your growing penchant for teenage boys of the homosexual persuasion. Living out an old fantasy, Elizabeth? I'm sure they appreciate a grown woman watching them from afar. Desperation is only flattering on a fag hag to a certain degree, you know; after a point, you're just a perverted old woman. I'll have to recommend a good concealer for you, but this doesn't come as a surprise.
This seems as good a time as any to suggest, once again, that you find yourself a hobby outside of young children. Would you be pleased with an ant farm? They're just as fun to watch, and there's little mess to clean up - not that you usually bother yourself with that. Of course, you've shown quite the predilection for playing dress-up, so managing drag shows might be more up your alley. I can provide the contacts, of course; I'm sure you haven't gotten any better at managing personal relationships. You could certainly put Gregory to better use in this field, especially if you keep him in autumn colors. Be sure to give him my condolences for his loss.
Speaking of your brother, have you tried looking into alternative methods of coping with your loss? Gentlemen of the night would be ideal. Don't feel ashamed to admit to these pent-up feelings of yours; you've only been indulging in your closet voyeurism for the past four years. I could hardly fault you for letting go of what little self-control you've had on yourself, especially after you cooped yourself up with all these pent-up teenagers and adults. These are the steps that lonely people such as yourself take, Elizabeth, and while the law may frown upon them, the mafia will always be willing to tell you where to find a helping hand.
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Character Name: Gareki
Series: Karneval
Age: 15
Canon: All the world's a circus, and all the men and women merely performers-at least, part-time. In Karneval, when not in the ring, members of the national defense organization Circus chase down the world's worst criminals using the superhuman abilities bestowed upon them by specialized bracelets. One such bracelet ends up in the hands of a boy named Nai after its true owner, the mysterious "Karoku," suddenly disappears out of the blue. So begins Nai's quest to find Karoku once again, whatever it may take; however, he can't do it alone. That's where Gareki comes in.
A true creature of the streets, Gareki's philosophy is that the only things worth doing are for one's own benefit. And that to survive in the world, you need to play dirty. He's got plenty of tricks up his sleeve in that respect, with an extraordinary mind, seamless lying, and even homemade bombs to supplement his tactics. Not surprisingly, his self-reliance also means that he doesn't trust people at all. When he's not conning someone, he's cold, standoffish, and more than a little distant towards others. Or inflicting physical and verbal abuse, since his anger management is not quite where it should be. Still, however morally ambiguous and unsociable he may be, Gareki ends up being more babysitter than bodyguard in the end due to a certain, well-hidden protective side. Not to mention an inability to say no to a saaaad puppy face.
Sample Post:
Haha, wow~! What an interesting place. . . and such considerate employees, to give me a tour even before I asked! As a prospective applicant to your summer camp program, I really appreciate it. I've dreamed of being a member all my life, you know~ ☆ But oh, I couldn't possibly keep you any longer. I've already taken up too much of your time, don't you think? So don't worry, go on back. I'll find my own way out. Yes, pleasure to meet you too. . . bye now~~
-Finally. Keeping up that moronic expression was getting annoying. Who the hell takes three hours to give a tour of a swamp?! And calling it "The Happiest Place on Earth" the entire time too, "a touching experience like none other". . . tch. What a sick joke. It doesn't matter where you go; people are rotten through and through. And smell like it too, in this case. But whatever. Even if it was irritating, at least I got to memorize the layout of this place along the way. So it wasn't completely pointless. Besides, if those guys are any indication, they're only interested in their own skins-or skin conditions. Whatever. Point is, they aren't gonna be paying enough attention to be a real problem.
Madame Sayre. . . wherever you disappeared to. I don't really care. I don't know what you're trying to hide, but it's gotta be something valuable for all the smoke and mirrors around this place. Your mistake to leave it all with a bunch of braindead henchmen instead of keeping an eye on it yourself. With that kind of neglect, it's due for new ownership, wouldn't you say? Heh. . . I'll find a use for it, alright. The distraction I set up earlier should be going off right about now: two different bombs on either side of camp, synchronized to blow up one minute apart from each other. Easy to do, but those dumbasses who call themselves guards will definitely lose their heads trying to decide where to go. In the meantime, that gives me fifteen minutes with nothing annoying to interfere. Just enough time to-
Hmmm? One of those guys from earlier? . . . no, it's just a brat that looks the same as them. I don't have time for this; stop staring and get out of my way, idiot. Didn't your parents ever teach you to stay away from strangers? 'Cause I'll tell you right now, strangers want you to stay the hell away from them too. Especially halfwits who haven't learned to listen and get a move on when someone tells them to. So pick your jaw off the ground and stop following me already! -Hey. What's with the crying?! Quit that! Just. . . fine. FINE! I'll take you with me, but if you even put one toe in the way of getting this done, I'll end you. And there better be a benefit in it for me. What do you have to offer?
. . . who the hell needs a good reference for babysitting.
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Character: Russell
Series: Disney/Pixar's Up
Character Age: 8
Canon: Russell's just a little kid trying to earn his Pokemon Wilderness Explorer badges so he can become a REAL BOY SCOUT!! He only needed one more, "Assisting the Elderly". And what better candidate than the elderly...est guy on the block, Mr. Fredricksen. But, wouldn't you know it? They always pick the crazy old guy who ties his house to a billion balloons and flies it away to South America. A la Disney magic, Russell happened to be on the front porch at the time, and like it or not (which he does. very much.), he's about to get some serious wilderness training.
See, up to that point, Russell's only "training" came in paperback form. He hasn't experienced a single thing, no matter how basic. Still, he thinks he knows everything (and random fact-wise, he may), and he has no problem going on at length about it all! In fact, he has trouble shutting up ever, so you'll know exactly how he's feeling at any time, and in great detail. This becomes exceptionally annoying when he's complaining. But overall, Russell's a good kid who just might be a little too optimistic (and persistent on top of that) and happens to underestimate the dangers of the real world on account of it. He's a friend to as animals and, like most kids, wants to keep any one he sees. He's very brave, if only due to extreme naivete, and won't hesitate to unleash his Wilderness Explorer training to help anyone in need!
Sample Post:
Yes! Yes! I'm finally here! I've always wanted to go to camp, but my mom always said, "Not until you become a Senior Wilderness Explorer!" Although... I don't think she expected me to become one so soon. Every time I got a new badge, she always told me each one was special, so I should really enjoy it before letting the excitement of a new one set in. Buuuut I would stay up past bedtime every night reading about the next one anyway. It was easy with my Wilderness Explorer nightlight!
And now I'm here at Camp Food! Why is it called that anyway? Are we going to catch our own food here? I've always wanted to try that! Oh, but... "A Wilderness Explorer is friend to all animals," so I guess I should probably stick to berries and mushrooms. Good thing I have this handy guide that tells me how to spot the poisonous ones. Now let's seeeee... It kind of smells here. I wonder if any of these are any good anymore. Oh! This one looks good! Let's see; pick it from the base in order to--
Whoooa! I'm sorry, Sir! Are these yours? I didn't realize these berries belonged to anyone. I was just practicing my foraging! I promise I'll leave them alone, so... Hey, why aren't you answering me? Can't you hear me?-- Oh! I see! Well, of course you couldn't hear me if you don't have any ears! Don't worry, Sir! I SAID, DON'T WORRY, SIR!! I am now a Senior Wilderness Explorer, and I have my badge certification for First Aid, Second Aid, and Hearing Aid!
Just stay as still as you can! The first thing to remember when you're injured is to try to relaaax. Let me just attach these bandages-- see, you're looking better already!-- a little bit of Mighty Putty, aaand these walkie talkies ought to do it! There!
Well, can you hear me now?
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Character: Dug
Series: Up
Character Age: unknown, but he's not full-grown.
Canon: Carl Fredricksen is an old man who faces losing his house to the construction company building a mall, but instead of giving it up he fights back in the best way possible: he ties ten thousand helium balloons to his house and flies to Paradise Falls in South America. Why Paradise falls? That’s where his late wife had wanted to go, and Carl was determined to fulfill that promise. Of course, he can’t just have a peaceful journey. Along the way he meets a handful of characters who make his journey difficult: Russell the boy scout, Kevin the (female) wild bird, and Dug the talking dog.
Dug is a very special dog, even among the rest of his pack. He’s a little slower and less cunning then the others, but he makes up for it by being very lovable. He takes to everyone he meets very quickly, even if they aren’t the most trustworthy person in the world. He also goes on and on about how happy he is and how much he loves someone, especially if that 'someone' is his master. However, his verbose nature isn’t just limited to love: he always says in twenty words what can be said in five. He even goes as far as to describe what he’s about to do in great detail, and then he repeats himself several times in slightly different ways. He also has a very short attention span and gets distracted easily (especially if there are toys or squirrels nearby), so he often forgets that he’s said something already. Luckily Dug does have some redeeming traits. He’s a very talented tracker, and he’s very loyal to anyone who is nice to him. Throw him a bone, and he’ll be your friend for life.
As a note, Dug is able to talk because his collar translates his thoughts into spoken English. The translation is a little buggy at times, though, and it gives it a ‘Babelfish’ effect as well as eliminating all contractions.
Sample Post:
Oh boy! Oh boy! A summer camp! I have heard about these summer camps before! They sound like a very nice place to spend your summer if you do not want to spend your summer inside your house. Spending the summer inside little cabins and tents that are high in temperature in the middle of the woods is much better than staying inside a big, cool house. And this squishy wet dirt in the forest feels good under my feet. I am so happy that my master has sent me on a very important mission to a summer camp, but I cannot play fetch right now because I have an important mission to complete. I must find the local people here and ask them if they can help me in my important mission, because my master has sent me on it and he would be very angry if I did not complete it. Oh, there is a one right now! He is green and smells funny, but I must go talk to him.
Hi there. My name is Dug. My collar is of a very special design, as it helps me to talk. My master has sent me on a very important mission, which I must complete before I can play fetch. You smell very funny, and I can see the bones in your leg. Were you made stinky by the F B I? My master told me about the F B I. They keep the law and send bad mailmen away to be punished. That is why my master has sent me here, for I must find something before the F B I does. Have you seen any illegal copies of a movie about a small mailman and an old mailman in a flying house? It is still playing in the theaters that show movies, so it is illegal to own a copy of this movie. The special unit of mailmen known as the F B I will take away the humans who own an illegal copy, and they will put those humans into kennels. Getting put into a kennel is a very bad thing, so I have been sent to collect all of the illegal copies and bring them back to my master so that nobody is put into a kennel. My master is a smart master, and he knows what to do with illegal copies of movies. That is why he has sent me to get them. I am a great tracker, so I can find the movies and bring them back to him.
I see that there are a lot of movies here, but they do not smell like the right movie. The names do not match the name of the movie that I am looking for. “Up Hers #9” is not the right movie. The movie I am looking for is not about the mating rituals of Mailmen and humans, which is what this movie is about. My master would not like it if I brought him back the wrong movie, for my master did not ask for movies about the mating rituals between Mailmen and humans. And thank you very much, but my master would not want movies about the mating rituals between mailmen and lake monsters either. My master is very smart, and he would send me to the store that is the buster of the blocks if he wanted a movie like that.
Maybe you cannot tell me about the movie because you are using the wrong word. I am not looking for brains, I am looking for the movie about the small mailman and the old mailman in the flying house. It is very difficult do find the movies if you are not saying the word ‘movie’ right. You are not saying the word ‘movie’ because ‘brains’ does not sound like ‘movie.’ Are you speaking a new language? ‘Brains’ is not the word for movie in mailman language, and we are looking for movies, which are very important to find. Can you help me find them? I will help your brains if you help me find the movies. I am a good tracker, and I can find brains for you after we- SQUIRREL!
-find the movies that I have to take back to my master.
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Character: Ruby
Series: Supernatural
Character Age: Appears to be 21
Canon: Two brothers travel around the country in their mysteriously cool car with its collection of rock music, and they fight and kill all the things that crawl out from under your bed to eat you and somehow manage to get lucky every now and then while doing it. One of them, Sam, happens to be the Anti-Christ. Lilith, the resident Big Bad, and her followers spend a lot of time gunning for Sam's head to either kill him or to spur him further along the path to starting the Apocalypse.
Ruby is a demon who claims to be fighting on the good side and is fiercely determined to see Lilith's head on a platter, though she tends to achieve her goals in the most difficult way possible. Like every demon, she was human once, a witch who sold her soul, went to Hell, yada yada, and like every demon, she's manipulative, self-serving, etc. But unlike every other demon, Ruby managed to retain her humanity throughout her extended stay in the Pit, and she was good and pissed and mentally unbalanced by the time she got out. Combative, defensive, and sarcastic, she stalks the Winchesters around the country, frequently contradicting her demonic stereotype while giving them a hard time and acting like a spoiled brat. She's a huge fan of letting Dean know who's boss and French fries smothered in ketchup.
note: Ruby is being apped from the end of Season 3
Sample Post:
So you got me. Good job with that. I hope you weren't expecting a cookie or a gold star, because honestly? While I'm touched, you bringing me here is more impressive than award-winning. Is it annoying? Sure. A potential waste of time? Damn straight, cherry pie. But I get it. I really do. It's the mourning thing. Even I know misery loves company. I've lost someone, too, after all, and that's the hook for you, isn't it? It's not a bad niche, but I gotta say, this? Getting pulled into some... camp? This isn't funny or therapeutic. I mean, you're telling me I traded one bad cross-country camping trip for another, and this one doesn't even have a recruitment program, let alone a diner that sells a decent plate of fries?
Well, fine. That's fine. That's just peachy. I get that the whole concept of this place is probably some backwards bible camp that wants to make everyone hug it out, but I'm not really the hugging type. I know there are bigger and more important things of interest than dime-a-dozen sob stories. Like your position in all of this, for example, and I understand that.
Speaking of your position, let's be real here, just between us girls. You're pretty much Big Brother in this scenario, aren't you? There are laws against that. But as stupid as this place seems at the outset, maybe you're really trying to do something with all that power you've got. I'm all for that. It's not everyday someone goes plucking people from their beds in the middle of the night to bring them to a place miles away. I gotta give you credit for that much. Like I said, impressive. But I'm not convinced, not yet. I mean, look at it objectively.
What do you have here? Your own collection of zoo rejects and pointless motivations? Ding dong the boyfriend's dead. Congratulations. You're on the right path, but it's just missing something. It's not ready yet. And trust me, I wouldn't lie to you about this, of all things. Despite having it shoved in my face, I've been right in the past, and I stick to my guns. And yeah, maybe being a little bit beguiling is kind of in the job description, but isn't admitting that saying something? Look, I know how to keep my word, and I'm not about to suck up and tell you that you're doing it right when you and I can both look at this big, fat mess and point out why it's not working, why it's pointless, and how we're going to fix it. Sucking up isn't what you need. What you need is to trust me.
But before we start, I just want to get one thing off the table so we can have a clean slate between us. The next time one of those toucans comes bum rushing me with a suggestion on his mind and a song in his heart, we're gonna end up reinventing the whole concept behind Fruit Loops, understand?
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Character: Yoshino Harusawa (Haru)
Series: Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor
Character Age: 20
Canon: Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor is the newest game in the Shin Megami Tensei franchise and, as you'd expect, it involves surviving. To be specific, it involves surviving a demon invasion, diffusing riots and trying to successfully recruit party members by choosing between minutely different dialogue options all while in a practically airtight lockdown in Tokyo.
However, try as you might, you'll never recruit Yoshino Harusawa. Haru, as most call her, is an up-and-coming indie singer, formerly of the band D-Va. Raised by her grandmother after the death of her parents and then lost in the fight over inheritance when the grandmother died, Haru is no stranger to adversity and depression. For a period in her life she was almost suicidally reckless, however, meeting Aya changed all that when, for lack of a less corny way to put it, Aya gave her music. But in the game, Aya is gone, disappeared six months ago, and Haru is depressed again, blaming herself for the appearance of demons in Tokyo. Over the course of the game she develops a close friendship with the main character. Haru is often sarcastic, but never outright mean, and she seems to genuinely appreciate her fans.
*Note for the timeline! Haru is being taken from before the end of Day 6, assuming that the player is taking Gin/Haru's path.
Sample Post:
Heh. Didn't ever think I'd be playing at a kids summer camp, of all places. Still, you play the gig, no matter where it takes you, even if it's somewhere like this. Aya always said it'd be great to go on an overseas tour, but I'm not really sure this is really what she meant. First thing, the crowd's enthusiastic, don't get me wrong, but I have a hard time believing that this is your average group of campers. Not complaining, though. If they want to listen, I want to play. Though I'm not too crazy about the endless afterparty that Sayre lady mentioned...
Great, the show hasn't even started and the mosh pit is already getting crazy. Hey! You in the back! Yeah, what's your name- Marcy? Well just because you've got all those tentacles to throw around doesn't mean you can push everybody else out of the way. Gorillas have to get their music somewhere, you know? Yeah, yeah, I've heard all it before, you can't see the stage, you can't hear the tunes. Still not hearing any good reason to push anybody around. And there is no way you can't see the stage. You're about five feet above everyone else.
-Man, the security at this place is nonexistant. You'd think they'd want to have people watching the place, what with giant tentacley monsters fighting with gorillas all over the place. And me? I'm just trying to put on a good show for everybody. Heh, Aya, I always wish I was more like you when stuff like this happens. You could always sort things out. Bet these things would freak you out, though. Guess I've just seen it all before, huh?
Time to play already? That's what I get for talking to myself instead of paying attention, haha. Yeah, thanks for telling me, Mog. No, I don't want to save before the concert. No, I don't think I might have to reset and play it over again... What does that even mean? Mog, you're a real help most of the time, despite being the weirdest looking roadie I've ever met, but drop the whole "saving" thing. I still don't even get what you mean by it, anyway.
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Character: Reborn
Series: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Character Age: BABY
Canon: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! is a series about the mafia in a similar way that Prince of Tennis is a series about tennis. Sawada Tsunayoshi, a failtastic middle schooler, comes home one morning to a well-dressed baby informing him that he is to be the next head of the greatest mafia family ever, the Vongola. "No" means "yes" and "yes" means you're not being hit hard enough. Some people might insist that there's more to the series, like motorbikes, glowing rings and rampant homosexuality, but at the core, Reborn is and always will be a series about...well, actually, Tsuna's pain. We kind of forgot the mafia half an arc ago.
The aforementioned well-dressed baby is Reborn, the mafia's number one hitman, who has been sent from Italy to raise Tsuna up into a good mafia boss. Like any good teacher, he takes his students' independent styles of learning into account and then promptly ignores them, using a wide variety of techniques involving guns, knives, physical blows, death threats, dry insults and outright apathy to their tears - most anything that causes physical and emotional pain, really, all to do what must be done. Unfortunately for his students, "what must be done" more often than not simply means "amusing Reborn". All of this, of course, is for the great cause of molding the next mafia generation . . . or so Reborn tells them.
Note: "Ciaossu" is Reborn's usual greeting. An early gag in the series was that Reborn has had four lovers (despite, we know, being a baby). Permission granted from Biz for Reborn to imply Elizabeth was one of these four lovers.
Sample Post:
Ciaossu, Elizabeth. Are you surprised to see me so soon? I keep very good track of my lovers, although I can see you haven't done the same to yours. Your obsession with your fiance has become almost unbearable . . . good revenge can be so difficult for some people to achieve. As usual, you've let your emotions go to your head. Your god complex is as astounding as ever and just as useless.
I'm sure you're aware, of course, that talk has been circulating about you and your growing fascinations, especially in regard to your growing penchant for teenage boys of the homosexual persuasion. Living out an old fantasy, Elizabeth? I'm sure they appreciate a grown woman watching them from afar. Desperation is only flattering on a fag hag to a certain degree, you know; after a point, you're just a perverted old woman. I'll have to recommend a good concealer for you, but this doesn't come as a surprise.
This seems as good a time as any to suggest, once again, that you find yourself a hobby outside of young children. Would you be pleased with an ant farm? They're just as fun to watch, and there's little mess to clean up - not that you usually bother yourself with that. Of course, you've shown quite the predilection for playing dress-up, so managing drag shows might be more up your alley. I can provide the contacts, of course; I'm sure you haven't gotten any better at managing personal relationships. You could certainly put Gregory to better use in this field, especially if you keep him in autumn colors. Be sure to give him my condolences for his loss.
Speaking of your brother, have you tried looking into alternative methods of coping with your loss? Gentlemen of the night would be ideal. Don't feel ashamed to admit to these pent-up feelings of yours; you've only been indulging in your closet voyeurism for the past four years. I could hardly fault you for letting go of what little self-control you've had on yourself, especially after you cooped yourself up with all these pent-up teenagers and adults. These are the steps that lonely people such as yourself take, Elizabeth, and while the law may frown upon them, the mafia will always be willing to tell you where to find a helping hand.
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