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Character: Yoi-te
Series: Nabari no Ou
Age: 16
Canon: Nabari no Ou is an action packed adventure all about adorable middle-school aged ninjas, true friendship, and the power of your heart’s desire. Really. It is. Okay, so the main character (Miharu) is a coolly indifferent little devil shouta, and his bffl (Yoi-te) is a blank faced killer who thinks that the cure for whatever ails you is threatening your friends with horrible painful death. But still! Together they fight to overcome their various social inadequacies, as well as a number of opposing ninja factions who want to strip Miharu of his awesome but still budding wish-granting powers, in order to give Yoi-te the only thing he’s ever wanted... the chance to have never existed in the first place.
Despite this impressively disturbing final goal and the fact that he’s draining his own life force to use techniques that will kill his opponents on the spot, Yoi-te isn’t actually a bad guy. While he desperately wants Miharu to level up and erase him, in the meantime he's content to stay close to him and share his first and only real friendship. Despite having spent most of his time in isolation, he’s still human enough to experience sadness for the loss of the life he never had, quiet compassion for those he thinks deserve it, and a great deal of blunt righteousness. His manner of speaking and reacting is very stunted: he really doesn't understand how to hold a conversation and comes off as reserved, terse, and depressive. Which is mostly true. Still, when he speaks it’s in your best interests to listen, because he thinks he has something important to say.
Sample Post:
....... And then they made me their chief.
It’s disturbing. Maybe I’m no longer balanced between alive and not-alive. Am I so close to death now that even a rotten corpse can’t tell I’m not the same kind of monster? ... I hope not. The way their spirits are lingering is even worse than their smell. And that's disgusting. I don't want to linger unless it's for a real purpose. Especially not with these things. They shuffle around in a herd, moaning and groaning. They want to touch me. Except for the fact that they’re the animated dead, it’s not that different from h- from where I came from.
I’ve told them to keep their hands off me, but they seem to think they have a right to my brains. I guess the head of the state isn’t so autonomous. They want me to share my thoughts on a better world... they are very focused on their needs. Shorter hours in the swampland. Issues of disarmament. More brains for all. I'm sure they'd even eat mine, if it would teach them anything.
Truthfully, I don’t have any thoughts. But if they insist, I can give them a solution. Here it is:
Don’t involve me. I don’t see why you have to complicate things. Some of you are stronger than others, aren’t you? Then you should just go after the weaker ones. If you think about it, they probably have the freshest brains too. Because if somebody is actually used to being alive, it would be harder to get familiar with the feeling of death. .......I wouldn’t know, but that’s what I imagine. In a way you might be helping them. They probably don't want to be like this either, and it looks to me like they're beyond fear. Lucky them.
... I'm tired now. But some of them are nodding so hard that their necks have snapped. Maybe they didn’t have much spine to begin with. Either way, I see they understand. That's good, right? I suppose that starting a war between a band of brothers wasn’t really preferable. But who knows? Maybe this way the ones who are left will be happy.
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Character: Claire Stanfield. (aka Vino; the Rail Tracer; Felix Walken.)
Series: Baccano!
Character Age: ~20.
Canon: So I herd you liek jazz, guns, and liquor. Maybe you should consider joining one of the New York mafia gangs. Of course, if it's one of the many featured in Baccano!, you may find more than just roofies in your drink. A non-linear jumble of events mainly focusing on the 1930s, the series follows an alchemical elixir of immortality and the lives of those who drink it, sometimes unknowingly, as well as their friends, family, and Family. Claire Stanfield is as mortal as they come, but after being raised by mafia, then running away to literally join the circus, much of his life has been spent learning how to deal, and avoid, death. By day, Claire is a mild-mannered conductor. By night, he is Vino, the legendary assassin that travels across America, gruesomely killing anyone who violates his twisted sense of justice. The nickname, 'wine' in Italian, come from his tendency to revel in torture and gore &mdash usually there's not much left of his victims.
When he's not causing murderous havoc while covered in a mask of blood, Claire contains the crazy enough to seem like a fairly normal guy; friendly enough, with a tendency to ramble to anyone around, and quite blunt. He claims he doesn't have a very strong imagination, despite his clever fighting tricks, and therefore cannot imagine himself dying. Add in an unhealthy dose of solipsism, and Claire truly believes he's one of the Immortals - so far, no-one's been able to prove him wrong. Believing the rest of world is a movie playing out in his head makes Claire a little self-centred, but really he's a romantic. Once he found the woman he believed was his One True Love, a mute terrorist named Chane with a penchant for knives, he became devoted to her... despite the fact that they'd only met a couple of days ago, in a fight on top of a train.
Sample Post:
The name of this place is a bold threat. Is that "you" meaning me? If so, I believe you're going to be disappointed, Camp Fuck You Die. You'll find it impossible to kill me, you see; I have confidence that the world has every intention of keeping me alive, despite this new twist in the plot. My imagination may have surprisingly stretched to conjure up this snow and you sad, shambling creatures, but not far enough for me to suddenly believe in my death. Ah, but it could be a "you" that is all-inclusive, of course... in which case you will be disappointed again! Such murderous intent, threatening the innocence of the youths who go camping? I wouldn't be able to forgive it.
But perhaps, instead of a horror, let's make this a romance! If I described someone to you, could you tell me where I could find them? I'm looking for a woman; a beautiful young woman by the name of Chane. No, Chaaaaaane, not braaaains. ...Hm? Silence from all of you? Is it that you don't know? Or perhaps you're trying to withhold the information. If it's the latter, I'd think again. I guess so far you haven't really provoked me, even though you attacked me, earlier, without even knowing my name. Which could understandable, since at the moment I'm still deciding what it is. Ah, but you stink of death, so the evidence is against you, right? It makes you look like the kind of guys who need to be taught a lesson.
Haha, don't look so scared! I don't really kill people as much as I used to. Still, you'd better speak up! Even if I let you live, I can think of some interesting ways to make you talk. I know you're probably not intimidated by that now, since some of you look like you already crawled out of your own graves. But I know methods of torture designed for people whose nerves have long gone dead. The sight of your bones pushing through the skin. Starvation, and food held tantalisingly out of reach. Or I could pop your eardrum with a fine needle. Ah, and being buried alive, suffocation, or maybe the horror of watching your companions eat your flesh. The way the blood rushes to your head when you've been dangling upside-down for hours. Have you felt it before? That building looks tall enough. I think I could find a rope, if you'd like to try.
Refraaaaain? If you want me to spare you, just tell me where I can find my love. She doesn't really speak at all, but she's deadly. You'd know her; she'll have made a real splash here. Plus, I bet she's been trying to find me. Aaah, I- I love the way she can be demanding without saying a word...
Ehhh, the laaaaaake? Well, ah, if you say so.
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Character: Lynn Minmay
Series: Super Dimension Fortress Macross
Character Age: 16
Canon: SDF Macross is the old age tale of how love and pop music conquer all. In the (not so far anymore) future of 2009, humanity struggles with a race of aliens battling Earth to reclaim the advanced technology humans have retrieved from a spaceship wreck. The Zentradi--the giant alien race--are more puzzled by human culture than anything else, and especially by the concepts of love and relationships. They're stricken by a crucial aspect of human culture--music--which they have never heard before, and has a debilitating effect on them. And so, pop idol darling Lynn Minmay becomes a vital weapon in this war.
This waitress turned singer and actress is as charming as is her image. Girlish, sweet, and with the voice of an angel, she becomes the embodiment of hope for the human refugees on the Macross ship through boosting their morale. Despite her young age, she's fiercely persistent in that she gets the surviving population on the space fortress to live on after being forcibly removed from their home on Earth. Her charismatic appeal makes her endearing to those who see her as a phenomenon. But age also has its limitations, and she's an immature and inexperienced teenager at times, and also very idealistic. Her innocence can lead to others' frustration with her, and so does her flighty and ditzy nature.
Sample Post:
Camp Fuck You Die! Do you remember love?
Do you remember when your eyes grew wide not with fear and worry, but at the sight of that loved one smiling shyly just across the bubbling green lake? They may not have had many teeth left, but their gurgling laughter would have tinted your cheeks red with the blood that had once flown through your veins. Do you remember their small hands in yours, dry and crusty in your palms? When your hands first touched, your journey of love must have begun. It can bloom even in the darkest of times, no matter how bleak your days may get, or foul your rotting bodies may stink. There's no mistaking that dreamy twinkle in your murky eyes, long dulled by loneliness and aching hearts.
Anyone could grow crushed and miserable when all hope is gone. These times can be so depressing, and the despair becomes too much to bear. But don't let yourselves sink into that misery! I may be young and naive, and not know much about living in a zombie infested swamp... but If only I could make your tedious life of chasing campers and wrecking havoc easier, then I'd find a way. She may have told you that you were Better As Friends, and he may have told you "It's Not You, It's My Enemies", but when your hearts beat with passion, even if they're no longer inside your chests, love will always prevail.
Everyone needs a spot of cheer in their life, so brush away those Anguished Declarations of Love, and lend me your ears in this humid and passionate evening! You've been so kind to invite me here, and even more gracious to accommodate me with a stellar stage where I could pour my heart and voice to you. I'm sure much effort has gone into joining all these mess hall tables together at the center of camp, and those twisting and swaying vines are such a lovely decoration! Your toucans croon with me as if they're reading my mind, and I couldn't ask for better lighting effects than all these cute little ducks illuminating the night around us. I've even had help writing this song from some de-composing talents around me, so let's break into a song instead of breaking hearts!
Brains brains, brains brains,
My boyfriend is a zombie~
Grumbling and making a stumbling ascent,
His leg giving out, a rapid descent,
It leaves a long trail of goo on the floor~
Two guttering groans merge together,
It’s a charming croon echoing forever,
I love you, you'll eat me?
Oh, but he's head under heels,
For campers' brains, instead of me~
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Character: Senjyu Ren
Series: Ultraman Nexus
Character Age: 17
Canon: TLT, a secret organization, dedicates itself to kicking monster butt, erasing memories, researching alien technology, and saving the world on a daily basis. Whether they like it or not, they are aided by the Dunamist, a human that has bonded with the Light and is able to become Ultraman Nexus, a giant - towering over 160 feet tall - monster annihilator with glowing eyes and convenient life meter on his chest. When the Dunamist becomes too weak, or more likely, croaks epically, the Light moves on and bonds with someone else. Senjyu Ren is lucky pick number three and becomes the Third Dunamist of the series, becoming a quicker and far more reckless Ultraman than his predecessor.
Puppies and rainbows have nothing on Ren. Cheerful, energetic and seemingly simple, Ren is a worker at an amusement park where children prefer him over their own parents and he can win people over with a smile, a word, and a balloon animal. He loves the ocean and his only wish is to watch over people and make them happy. His lively personality helps distract anyone from asking questions about his past, for he is a genetically engineered child created from the Prometheus Project, an experiment concerned with genetic manipulation. Born from selected superior genes and specific DNA fragments, Ren is a human hybrid possessing great intelligence, abnormal strength, faster-than-human reflexes, and certain psychic abilities. He ran away from the institute he was raised at, desiring to live as a ‘normal human’.
Sample Post:
I’m sorry- sorry! I hope I didn’t hurt you, but you shouldn’t go grabbing people out of the blue! It’s mean, you know. You’re lucky I read the pamphlet before I arrived here. Marcy, isn’t it? One of the camp pets, right? You’re really lucky I didn’t really hurt you when I transformed. You can’t do things like that, though! I thought you were going to try and eat me! And see, you’re going to terrify some poor kid here or maybe run into someone that hasn’t read the camp pamphlet and they might seriously injure you. And I really am sorry. I - please don’t be scared of me. I’m much smaller now, right? I’m just a human now, not big and silver. There’s not so much of me to be afraid of when I’m like this.
You’re not moving. I really scared you, huh . . . wait, let’s try this. Kids, well, everyone likes this. It makes them happy, you know? I’ve gotten pretty good at it, just let me blow the balloons up and . . . there we go! It’s a lot of balloons, but you have a lot of tentacles so we should be okay. I think I can do it. See, I’ll twist here and here and connect a balloon here for your body - is it beginning to look a little like you? They're made out of rubber so they're fairly durable, you know, tough to break them. It’s okay, you can come closer if you want to look. I’m not so horrible after all, am I? Right. Let me add some . . . tentacles. I can thin them at the ends and add some twists and curves like this. I can’t really add as many as you have . . . you’re a cephalopod, aren’t you? Not that you can really answer that, but you definitely look like you should be one. Oh, see, it’s finished! What do you think? A balloon-Marcy!
That’s all right, you can take it if you want. It looks remarkably like you, don’t you think? Not too bad - you want the extra balloons? You don’t have to be so shy, you can take them. Are you going to try and make some - oh, you are! Hey, you’re pretty good with those things . . . but you might want to twist under instead of over. That works better, doesn’t it? I didn’t think you would pick this up so fast. Oh hey, that’s pretty good. It’s a person, right? The torso, the head, the arms. Everything’s there! But I don’t think it’s supposed to have . . . three . . . legs . . .
. . . Oh. The balloon-person is a he, isn’t it? Um, Marcy, your physical dimensions are a bit off concerning the human anatomy. That’s sweet . . . really close friends, I guess. Marcy. Marcy. Don’t do that with the balloon-Marcy! They don’t come that big - I see! He’s a friend for the Marcy-balloon. Wait's not that sort of rubber! The balloon-person is! You’re going to - !
. . . pop it.
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Character: Nai
Series: Karneval
Character Age: Unknown; appears to be between 13|14 years old.
Canon: Karneval, focuses on a young boy named Nai who exposes himself to the dangers of the real world in search of someone named Karoku. The only clue that Nai manages to obtain on the day of Karoku’s sudden disappearance is a Circus I.D. bracelet that was left near the sea in a “pool of red water”. Circus is not only a transcontinental flying elite group, but the government’s main defense organization against criminals, specifically the hidden organization named Kafuka. Along his quest to find his beloved person, Nai crosses paths with a young man named Gareki as they both endure dangerous adventures together that eventually lead them to Circus itself. The series then follows both Nai and Gareki as they become involved with Circus, hoping to get one step closer to finding Karoku.
Nai is a kind-hearted boy who is very much innocent, naive, and possesses an abnormal sense of hearing. He is considered an idiot and the type that dies fast by Gareki himself as Nai needs much attention and care in order to protect him from trouble. Despite being told and warned to not do certain things, curiosity takes the best of him. Nai does not possess a great vocabulary and talks in a simple manner as he sometimes even finds it difficult to understand others. Despite being unable to comprehend sometimes, however, his kindness reflects the gentle and caring person that he is as he’s able to befriend almost anyone. Nai even hopes to be able to learn more, think more, and understand others more some day soon.
Sample Post: Ah, I don’t get it. How did I get here in this forest? It doesn’t feel like my home. And what about Gareki? He was with me before. I want to go back to him, but maybe Karoku is here! Before I go back, I have to find out if he is so I can see him again. Huh? I hear something! It’s coming from all the way behind those big bushes and trees. Maybe it’s Gareki! Uwah, it sounds like a really scary noise though. Gareki doesn’t make that scary noise, even when he’s really angry at me. Wait, doesn’t he say ‘pissed’? Maybe I should hide, but where? Oh! That big tree looks like a good place to hide!
Okay, whatever that scary noise is, it won’t see that I’m right here behind the tree. It’s like playing hide and seek with Gareki and everyone! This is a hard game of hide and seek. I’m really scared and my teeth won’t stop shivering and making noises. I need to stay quiet, I need to stay quiet, I need to--- Huh? Why do I feel something touching my ba--- Waaah! It’s a bad pers- ‘MONSTER’! M-maybe if I cover my head and crouch down like this, the monster won’t see me. S-so scary, so scary, so scary. . .
Huh?! “GROOOAHHH”, what’s that?! I don’t get it. You’re not going to hurt me? Maybe the ‘monster’ can tell me where I am so I should stop hiding. E-excuse me, but do you know where I am? “CAUMPFAWCK”? Is that the name of this place? I wonder if Karoku or Gareki are here in Caumpfawck. Even though you look like a really scary perso---, ‘monster’, you don’t feel bad. I met and saw people who looked really nice, but they felt bad and wanted to hurt me. Do you have a name though? I think ‘Monster’ is a really mean name for you. Huh, “BRAINNN?” Is that your name? . . . I’m Nai! It’s nice to meet you, Brain.
AH! Y-y-your a-a-arm fell down! A lot of bugs and green water are coming out of your arm too! I’m used to ‘blood’, but not green water like this. Do you want me to get your arm for you? Ah, h-here’s your arm, Brain! I don’t know how to put it back into your body though. Um, maybe if I stick it inside like this. Wha! I’m s-sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! I’ll try again, okay? . . .There, I think that’s better. Does it feel better, Brain? You might want to go to the doctor and get a me-di-cal ex-am-in-ation. I learned that doctors do that so they can make you feel better. . . I know! Maybe we can see the doctor together! They’re really good and nice even though it sometimes might be scary because they put these ‘wires’, like they call it, on you. But you’ll feel really better! Why do you say, “NO”? You don’t want to see the doctor then, Brain? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Ah, hey! Where are you going? Are you really leaving already, Brain?! I don’t want to be here in this scary forest by myself though and you’re my first friend in Caumpfawck. I know! I’ll follow you so that way you won’t be lonely and I won’t be lonely too, Brain. Let’s go together!
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Character: Karoku
Series: Karneval
Character Age: 18
Canon: The series revolves around a boy named Nai who is in search of a person named Karoku, a man he claims to be his only family. On the day Karoku had supposedly disappeared, a bracelet was left behind in a pool of blood near the sea. The bracelet is revealed to be an ID of Circus, the world's strongest defense organization built of individuals with superhuman abilities. Apart from capturing dangerous criminals in various parts of the world, they also hold festivals to ease the townspeople around the area. Nai teams up with Gareki as the story follows the two (and the members of Circus) as they carry out a search for-and an investigation on this-"Karoku".
In an isolated forest named "Niji Forest", Karoku had lived there with Nai as they spent endless amounts of time together. Karoku is an enigmatic figure who is known to be involved with Nai's creation, though the means are unknown, and seems to have been his sole contact until his own sudden disappearance. One thing that is quite obvious about Karoku is that he enjoys nature. According to Nai, Karoku is a very kind individual as the young boy had always described him as being 'warm like the sun'. He is able to use telepathy to communicate with Nai and hear the words the young boy speaks which, at times, cause him headaches. Karoku is usually straight to the point and appears quite calm and collected. He is also found saying rather poetic things with the usual air of mystery that surrounds him.
Note: Karoku is often found wearing bandages as he is currently recovering from his injuries.
Sample Post: Life. It’s full of surprises as it should be.
I was meaning to return to the party since my headache has nearly disappeared, but instead I seem to have entered a different region of the world with a rather peculiar and vulgar name. The scent of this air, the wildlife that resides in this area, the very nature of this place is . . . unpleasant for lack of a better word. Even the flowers possess an unfriendly aura that makes them seem unapproachable, but I suppose this place does have a positive side to it. There are people such as yourself that are kind enough to show me around the area. I appreciate the gesture, despite how you have chosen to hide your true identity behind a costume of the undead. It’s a rather convincing get-up if I do say so myself, but I do believe that the world will be delighted to see your true face-ah, it’s quite alright. I have a face of my own and I’m sure your family will not be pleased to see you faceless the next time you visit them, so I urge you to place it back on where it belongs. I never thought I would meet someone of your kind. I am alive and well, after all, but I apologize for my earlier assumption.
I’m rather curious as to what everyone’s reactions will be once they realize that I am no longer within the premises of the building where the party is currently being held. Not that it worries me, since I’m sure they know by now that I am not the type to leave without saying a word. I suppose this situation is something like an exception of sorts. Mm, at least this camp beats being in a rather crowded room. I’d very much prefer being out in the open, admiring the scenery of the world outside, though this isn’t the type of environment that I tend to approach. I find it rather appalling that something such as a camp is situated in an environment like this. The parents of the children-I do wonder whether they are aware of the dangers the child, adolescent, or even an adult may encounter, but perhaps the brochure they may have received was misleading in some way. Mm, since this is your home, I will refrain from possibly offending you with my thoughts that may perhaps slip from my lips every now and then.
-You’re the type that enjoys handing “gifts” over to others, aren’t you? No, I do not mind that you do, but since you seem unaware, I do have lips of my own and I’m in no hurry to receive yet another pair. Please don’t let the bandages fool you. It’s just a small injury that I have received not too long ago, but all wounds heal and because they heal, one can learn from the mistakes that they have committed in the past.
Although the scars remain, it doesn’t mean we have become something similar to stone . . . right, Nai?
Ah, no. What I said was of no significance. I can’t help but to notice that we have been standing near the entrance for quite some time now. Has the tour come to an end? Then, I'm afraid that I must be on my way. There are a few things that must be done, so I’m afraid that I am unable to stay and spend my time in leisure. I suppose this is a good-bye? Don’t worry, I’ll remember you just as much as you’ll remember me. After all, even if someone isn’t by your side, there are ways to see them again-through dreams and memories, that person can always coexist within us. Always.
-Your hug was quite touching, however I'll appreciate it if you'd tell me how to remove this green substance from these clothes. I'm afraid that I am expected to appear presentable once I arrive to the party.
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Character name: Santo Vaccarro; "Rockslide"
Series: Marvel Comics; New X-Men
Age: 16 or 17 (not specified in canon)
Canon: It's a new age at Xavier's Institute of Higher Learning. After Magneto's attack on the school following the events of New Mutants, Scott Summers and Emma Frost have taken over as headmasters, teaching the next generation of mutants how to live and defend themselves in the outside world. Despite efforts on behalf of the understaffed faculty, the students manage to get into a lot more trouble than anyone could have predicted. But who could blame them - they just want to be X-Men when they grow up. When most of the student body loses their powers, that dream gets a lot closer to reality for the handful of teenagers left.
Santo Vaccarro was one of these young hopefuls. As the New X-Men's resident "strong guy," he's never been the type for strategy, and he does begrudgingly admit that all he really does is hit stuff while everyone else comes up with a plan. However, Santo is more than just an indestructable wall - he knows how to use his mutation not only to defend his teammates, but to take down his opponents. He has a lot of pride in his accomplishments on the battlefield, and he tends to boast about them whenever he gets the chance, but his closest friends know that it isn't about glory when they're in the middle of a fight. Santo takes it upon himself to protect his team, most likely putting himself in harm's way as a result. But, as any boy his age does, Santo really just likes to sit around with his friends, talk about hot chicks, beat people up, and play video games. His carefree albeit fairly ignorant attitude allows it to make it through the harder days.
*Santo's mutation used to be that his entire body was made of rock, and that he could detach and reattach his limbs. After being reduced to dust by Nimrod, and then again in Limbo, it is speculated that Santo is a psychic being, able to form a physical body out of surrounding rock. Also, he'll be taken from New X-Men #43, after the Children of X-Men story line.
Sample post:
You think you have what it takes to be a X-Man? Come on, dude. I mean, your face is pretty scary and all, but it's no match for mine. I’m the big, scary, tough guy on the team. We don’t need another one of those. Plus, you totally don't have any fight in you, you know? You gotta have a second effort. Me? I came back from the dead. I got totally crushed up by this loser robot named Nimrod, and here I am, bigger and badder than ever. Like-- hey! I said stop trying to eat me - I'm made of rocks, stupid. I’m not exactly edible.
Wait, I'm not finished talking about the X-Men! Did I mention we took down the Devil? I mean, we went to Limbo and took down the actual Devil! I mean, his actual name was something nerdy like Balascus or Balasco or something but he was the Devil.
...whatever, dude. You were a crappy conversationalist anyway. I'll just talk to the giant squid. Or the... other stuff here. Man, do those birds ever shut the hell up?
Isn’t summer camp supposed to be full of hot girls in short shorts or something like that? Where are the chicks? I mean, I guess with a name like “Camp Fuck U Die,” there has to be a few things totally messed up about it, but there should at least be chicks. Like Magma. Wish I coulda taken classes with her back before the school went all haywire. Aw, man, how awesome would it be to have Ms. Marvel as a camp counsellor? She’s gotta be the hottest Avenger ever. Having a total tool like Captain America lead the team probably doesn’t encourage too many ladies to join. Only the crazy ones, like freaking She-Hulk. He could definitely do with a few lessons from old Santo. I’ll set him straight.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, not cool, tentacle monster. Not cool. As if you’re gonna catch me sitting that close to the water again. This whole place is totally something out of some lame horror movie. I mean, fire-breathing ducks? Come on. Shyamalan could do better than this. This place is boring! You'd think freaking zombies would make it fun, but these ones are totally lame! I hope Cess and Julian get here soon.
Hell, I'd even settle for that Borkowski dork right now.
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Character: Yoi-te
Series: Nabari no Ou
Age: 16
Canon: Nabari no Ou is an action packed adventure all about adorable middle-school aged ninjas, true friendship, and the power of your heart’s desire. Really. It is. Okay, so the main character (Miharu) is a coolly indifferent little devil shouta, and his bffl (Yoi-te) is a blank faced killer who thinks that the cure for whatever ails you is threatening your friends with horrible painful death. But still! Together they fight to overcome their various social inadequacies, as well as a number of opposing ninja factions who want to strip Miharu of his awesome but still budding wish-granting powers, in order to give Yoi-te the only thing he’s ever wanted... the chance to have never existed in the first place.
Despite this impressively disturbing final goal and the fact that he’s draining his own life force to use techniques that will kill his opponents on the spot, Yoi-te isn’t actually a bad guy. While he desperately wants Miharu to level up and erase him, in the meantime he's content to stay close to him and share his first and only real friendship. Despite having spent most of his time in isolation, he’s still human enough to experience sadness for the loss of the life he never had, quiet compassion for those he thinks deserve it, and a great deal of blunt righteousness. His manner of speaking and reacting is very stunted: he really doesn't understand how to hold a conversation and comes off as reserved, terse, and depressive. Which is mostly true. Still, when he speaks it’s in your best interests to listen, because he thinks he has something important to say.
Sample Post:
....... And then they made me their chief.
It’s disturbing. Maybe I’m no longer balanced between alive and not-alive. Am I so close to death now that even a rotten corpse can’t tell I’m not the same kind of monster? ... I hope not. The way their spirits are lingering is even worse than their smell. And that's disgusting. I don't want to linger unless it's for a real purpose. Especially not with these things. They shuffle around in a herd, moaning and groaning. They want to touch me. Except for the fact that they’re the animated dead, it’s not that different from h- from where I came from.
I’ve told them to keep their hands off me, but they seem to think they have a right to my brains. I guess the head of the state isn’t so autonomous. They want me to share my thoughts on a better world... they are very focused on their needs. Shorter hours in the swampland. Issues of disarmament. More brains for all. I'm sure they'd even eat mine, if it would teach them anything.
Truthfully, I don’t have any thoughts. But if they insist, I can give them a solution. Here it is:
Don’t involve me. I don’t see why you have to complicate things. Some of you are stronger than others, aren’t you? Then you should just go after the weaker ones. If you think about it, they probably have the freshest brains too. Because if somebody is actually used to being alive, it would be harder to get familiar with the feeling of death. .......I wouldn’t know, but that’s what I imagine. In a way you might be helping them. They probably don't want to be like this either, and it looks to me like they're beyond fear. Lucky them.
... I'm tired now. But some of them are nodding so hard that their necks have snapped. Maybe they didn’t have much spine to begin with. Either way, I see they understand. That's good, right? I suppose that starting a war between a band of brothers wasn’t really preferable. But who knows? Maybe this way the ones who are left will be happy.
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Character: Claire Stanfield. (aka Vino; the Rail Tracer; Felix Walken.)
Series: Baccano!
Character Age: ~20.
Canon: So I herd you liek jazz, guns, and liquor. Maybe you should consider joining one of the New York mafia gangs. Of course, if it's one of the many featured in Baccano!, you may find more than just roofies in your drink. A non-linear jumble of events mainly focusing on the 1930s, the series follows an alchemical elixir of immortality and the lives of those who drink it, sometimes unknowingly, as well as their friends, family, and Family. Claire Stanfield is as mortal as they come, but after being raised by mafia, then running away to literally join the circus, much of his life has been spent learning how to deal, and avoid, death. By day, Claire is a mild-mannered conductor. By night, he is Vino, the legendary assassin that travels across America, gruesomely killing anyone who violates his twisted sense of justice. The nickname, 'wine' in Italian, come from his tendency to revel in torture and gore &mdash usually there's not much left of his victims.
When he's not causing murderous havoc while covered in a mask of blood, Claire contains the crazy enough to seem like a fairly normal guy; friendly enough, with a tendency to ramble to anyone around, and quite blunt. He claims he doesn't have a very strong imagination, despite his clever fighting tricks, and therefore cannot imagine himself dying. Add in an unhealthy dose of solipsism, and Claire truly believes he's one of the Immortals - so far, no-one's been able to prove him wrong. Believing the rest of world is a movie playing out in his head makes Claire a little self-centred, but really he's a romantic. Once he found the woman he believed was his One True Love, a mute terrorist named Chane with a penchant for knives, he became devoted to her... despite the fact that they'd only met a couple of days ago, in a fight on top of a train.
Sample Post:
The name of this place is a bold threat. Is that "you" meaning me? If so, I believe you're going to be disappointed, Camp Fuck You Die. You'll find it impossible to kill me, you see; I have confidence that the world has every intention of keeping me alive, despite this new twist in the plot. My imagination may have surprisingly stretched to conjure up this snow and you sad, shambling creatures, but not far enough for me to suddenly believe in my death. Ah, but it could be a "you" that is all-inclusive, of course... in which case you will be disappointed again! Such murderous intent, threatening the innocence of the youths who go camping? I wouldn't be able to forgive it.
But perhaps, instead of a horror, let's make this a romance! If I described someone to you, could you tell me where I could find them? I'm looking for a woman; a beautiful young woman by the name of Chane. No, Chaaaaaane, not braaaains. ...Hm? Silence from all of you? Is it that you don't know? Or perhaps you're trying to withhold the information. If it's the latter, I'd think again. I guess so far you haven't really provoked me, even though you attacked me, earlier, without even knowing my name. Which could understandable, since at the moment I'm still deciding what it is. Ah, but you stink of death, so the evidence is against you, right? It makes you look like the kind of guys who need to be taught a lesson.
Haha, don't look so scared! I don't really kill people as much as I used to. Still, you'd better speak up! Even if I let you live, I can think of some interesting ways to make you talk. I know you're probably not intimidated by that now, since some of you look like you already crawled out of your own graves. But I know methods of torture designed for people whose nerves have long gone dead. The sight of your bones pushing through the skin. Starvation, and food held tantalisingly out of reach. Or I could pop your eardrum with a fine needle. Ah, and being buried alive, suffocation, or maybe the horror of watching your companions eat your flesh. The way the blood rushes to your head when you've been dangling upside-down for hours. Have you felt it before? That building looks tall enough. I think I could find a rope, if you'd like to try.
Refraaaaain? If you want me to spare you, just tell me where I can find my love. She doesn't really speak at all, but she's deadly. You'd know her; she'll have made a real splash here. Plus, I bet she's been trying to find me. Aaah, I- I love the way she can be demanding without saying a word...
Ehhh, the laaaaaake? Well, ah, if you say so.
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Character: Lynn Minmay
Series: Super Dimension Fortress Macross
Character Age: 16
Canon: SDF Macross is the old age tale of how love and pop music conquer all. In the (not so far anymore) future of 2009, humanity struggles with a race of aliens battling Earth to reclaim the advanced technology humans have retrieved from a spaceship wreck. The Zentradi--the giant alien race--are more puzzled by human culture than anything else, and especially by the concepts of love and relationships. They're stricken by a crucial aspect of human culture--music--which they have never heard before, and has a debilitating effect on them. And so, pop idol darling Lynn Minmay becomes a vital weapon in this war.
This waitress turned singer and actress is as charming as is her image. Girlish, sweet, and with the voice of an angel, she becomes the embodiment of hope for the human refugees on the Macross ship through boosting their morale. Despite her young age, she's fiercely persistent in that she gets the surviving population on the space fortress to live on after being forcibly removed from their home on Earth. Her charismatic appeal makes her endearing to those who see her as a phenomenon. But age also has its limitations, and she's an immature and inexperienced teenager at times, and also very idealistic. Her innocence can lead to others' frustration with her, and so does her flighty and ditzy nature.
Sample Post:
Camp Fuck You Die! Do you remember love?
Do you remember when your eyes grew wide not with fear and worry, but at the sight of that loved one smiling shyly just across the bubbling green lake? They may not have had many teeth left, but their gurgling laughter would have tinted your cheeks red with the blood that had once flown through your veins. Do you remember their small hands in yours, dry and crusty in your palms? When your hands first touched, your journey of love must have begun. It can bloom even in the darkest of times, no matter how bleak your days may get, or foul your rotting bodies may stink. There's no mistaking that dreamy twinkle in your murky eyes, long dulled by loneliness and aching hearts.
Anyone could grow crushed and miserable when all hope is gone. These times can be so depressing, and the despair becomes too much to bear. But don't let yourselves sink into that misery! I may be young and naive, and not know much about living in a zombie infested swamp... but If only I could make your tedious life of chasing campers and wrecking havoc easier, then I'd find a way. She may have told you that you were Better As Friends, and he may have told you "It's Not You, It's My Enemies", but when your hearts beat with passion, even if they're no longer inside your chests, love will always prevail.
Everyone needs a spot of cheer in their life, so brush away those Anguished Declarations of Love, and lend me your ears in this humid and passionate evening! You've been so kind to invite me here, and even more gracious to accommodate me with a stellar stage where I could pour my heart and voice to you. I'm sure much effort has gone into joining all these mess hall tables together at the center of camp, and those twisting and swaying vines are such a lovely decoration! Your toucans croon with me as if they're reading my mind, and I couldn't ask for better lighting effects than all these cute little ducks illuminating the night around us. I've even had help writing this song from some de-composing talents around me, so let's break into a song instead of breaking hearts!
Brains brains, brains brains,
My boyfriend is a zombie~
Grumbling and making a stumbling ascent,
His leg giving out, a rapid descent,
It leaves a long trail of goo on the floor~
Two guttering groans merge together,
It’s a charming croon echoing forever,
I love you, you'll eat me?
Oh, but he's head under heels,
For campers' brains, instead of me~
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Character: Senjyu Ren
Series: Ultraman Nexus
Character Age: 17
Canon: TLT, a secret organization, dedicates itself to kicking monster butt, erasing memories, researching alien technology, and saving the world on a daily basis. Whether they like it or not, they are aided by the Dunamist, a human that has bonded with the Light and is able to become Ultraman Nexus, a giant - towering over 160 feet tall - monster annihilator with glowing eyes and convenient life meter on his chest. When the Dunamist becomes too weak, or more likely, croaks epically, the Light moves on and bonds with someone else. Senjyu Ren is lucky pick number three and becomes the Third Dunamist of the series, becoming a quicker and far more reckless Ultraman than his predecessor.
Puppies and rainbows have nothing on Ren. Cheerful, energetic and seemingly simple, Ren is a worker at an amusement park where children prefer him over their own parents and he can win people over with a smile, a word, and a balloon animal. He loves the ocean and his only wish is to watch over people and make them happy. His lively personality helps distract anyone from asking questions about his past, for he is a genetically engineered child created from the Prometheus Project, an experiment concerned with genetic manipulation. Born from selected superior genes and specific DNA fragments, Ren is a human hybrid possessing great intelligence, abnormal strength, faster-than-human reflexes, and certain psychic abilities. He ran away from the institute he was raised at, desiring to live as a ‘normal human’.
Sample Post:
I’m sorry- sorry! I hope I didn’t hurt you, but you shouldn’t go grabbing people out of the blue! It’s mean, you know. You’re lucky I read the pamphlet before I arrived here. Marcy, isn’t it? One of the camp pets, right? You’re really lucky I didn’t really hurt you when I transformed. You can’t do things like that, though! I thought you were going to try and eat me! And see, you’re going to terrify some poor kid here or maybe run into someone that hasn’t read the camp pamphlet and they might seriously injure you. And I really am sorry. I - please don’t be scared of me. I’m much smaller now, right? I’m just a human now, not big and silver. There’s not so much of me to be afraid of when I’m like this.
You’re not moving. I really scared you, huh . . . wait, let’s try this. Kids, well, everyone likes this. It makes them happy, you know? I’ve gotten pretty good at it, just let me blow the balloons up and . . . there we go! It’s a lot of balloons, but you have a lot of tentacles so we should be okay. I think I can do it. See, I’ll twist here and here and connect a balloon here for your body - is it beginning to look a little like you? They're made out of rubber so they're fairly durable, you know, tough to break them. It’s okay, you can come closer if you want to look. I’m not so horrible after all, am I? Right. Let me add some . . . tentacles. I can thin them at the ends and add some twists and curves like this. I can’t really add as many as you have . . . you’re a cephalopod, aren’t you? Not that you can really answer that, but you definitely look like you should be one. Oh, see, it’s finished! What do you think? A balloon-Marcy!
That’s all right, you can take it if you want. It looks remarkably like you, don’t you think? Not too bad - you want the extra balloons? You don’t have to be so shy, you can take them. Are you going to try and make some - oh, you are! Hey, you’re pretty good with those things . . . but you might want to twist under instead of over. That works better, doesn’t it? I didn’t think you would pick this up so fast. Oh hey, that’s pretty good. It’s a person, right? The torso, the head, the arms. Everything’s there! But I don’t think it’s supposed to have . . . three . . . legs . . .
. . . Oh. The balloon-person is a he, isn’t it? Um, Marcy, your physical dimensions are a bit off concerning the human anatomy. That’s sweet . . . really close friends, I guess. Marcy. Marcy. Don’t do that with the balloon-Marcy! They don’t come that big - I see! He’s a friend for the Marcy-balloon. Wait's not that sort of rubber! The balloon-person is! You’re going to - !
. . . pop it.
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Character: Nai
Series: Karneval
Character Age: Unknown; appears to be between 13|14 years old.
Canon: Karneval, focuses on a young boy named Nai who exposes himself to the dangers of the real world in search of someone named Karoku. The only clue that Nai manages to obtain on the day of Karoku’s sudden disappearance is a Circus I.D. bracelet that was left near the sea in a “pool of red water”. Circus is not only a transcontinental flying elite group, but the government’s main defense organization against criminals, specifically the hidden organization named Kafuka. Along his quest to find his beloved person, Nai crosses paths with a young man named Gareki as they both endure dangerous adventures together that eventually lead them to Circus itself. The series then follows both Nai and Gareki as they become involved with Circus, hoping to get one step closer to finding Karoku.
Nai is a kind-hearted boy who is very much innocent, naive, and possesses an abnormal sense of hearing. He is considered an idiot and the type that dies fast by Gareki himself as Nai needs much attention and care in order to protect him from trouble. Despite being told and warned to not do certain things, curiosity takes the best of him. Nai does not possess a great vocabulary and talks in a simple manner as he sometimes even finds it difficult to understand others. Despite being unable to comprehend sometimes, however, his kindness reflects the gentle and caring person that he is as he’s able to befriend almost anyone. Nai even hopes to be able to learn more, think more, and understand others more some day soon.
Sample Post: Ah, I don’t get it. How did I get here in this forest? It doesn’t feel like my home. And what about Gareki? He was with me before. I want to go back to him, but maybe Karoku is here! Before I go back, I have to find out if he is so I can see him again. Huh? I hear something! It’s coming from all the way behind those big bushes and trees. Maybe it’s Gareki! Uwah, it sounds like a really scary noise though. Gareki doesn’t make that scary noise, even when he’s really angry at me. Wait, doesn’t he say ‘pissed’? Maybe I should hide, but where? Oh! That big tree looks like a good place to hide!
Okay, whatever that scary noise is, it won’t see that I’m right here behind the tree. It’s like playing hide and seek with Gareki and everyone! This is a hard game of hide and seek. I’m really scared and my teeth won’t stop shivering and making noises. I need to stay quiet, I need to stay quiet, I need to--- Huh? Why do I feel something touching my ba--- Waaah! It’s a bad pers- ‘MONSTER’! M-maybe if I cover my head and crouch down like this, the monster won’t see me. S-so scary, so scary, so scary. . .
Huh?! “GROOOAHHH”, what’s that?! I don’t get it. You’re not going to hurt me? Maybe the ‘monster’ can tell me where I am so I should stop hiding. E-excuse me, but do you know where I am? “CAUMPFAWCK”? Is that the name of this place? I wonder if Karoku or Gareki are here in Caumpfawck. Even though you look like a really scary perso---, ‘monster’, you don’t feel bad. I met and saw people who looked really nice, but they felt bad and wanted to hurt me. Do you have a name though? I think ‘Monster’ is a really mean name for you. Huh, “BRAINNN?” Is that your name? . . . I’m Nai! It’s nice to meet you, Brain.
AH! Y-y-your a-a-arm fell down! A lot of bugs and green water are coming out of your arm too! I’m used to ‘blood’, but not green water like this. Do you want me to get your arm for you? Ah, h-here’s your arm, Brain! I don’t know how to put it back into your body though. Um, maybe if I stick it inside like this. Wha! I’m s-sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! I’ll try again, okay? . . .There, I think that’s better. Does it feel better, Brain? You might want to go to the doctor and get a me-di-cal ex-am-in-ation. I learned that doctors do that so they can make you feel better. . . I know! Maybe we can see the doctor together! They’re really good and nice even though it sometimes might be scary because they put these ‘wires’, like they call it, on you. But you’ll feel really better! Why do you say, “NO”? You don’t want to see the doctor then, Brain? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Ah, hey! Where are you going? Are you really leaving already, Brain?! I don’t want to be here in this scary forest by myself though and you’re my first friend in Caumpfawck. I know! I’ll follow you so that way you won’t be lonely and I won’t be lonely too, Brain. Let’s go together!
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Character: Karoku
Series: Karneval
Character Age: 18
Canon: The series revolves around a boy named Nai who is in search of a person named Karoku, a man he claims to be his only family. On the day Karoku had supposedly disappeared, a bracelet was left behind in a pool of blood near the sea. The bracelet is revealed to be an ID of Circus, the world's strongest defense organization built of individuals with superhuman abilities. Apart from capturing dangerous criminals in various parts of the world, they also hold festivals to ease the townspeople around the area. Nai teams up with Gareki as the story follows the two (and the members of Circus) as they carry out a search for-and an investigation on this-"Karoku".
In an isolated forest named "Niji Forest", Karoku had lived there with Nai as they spent endless amounts of time together. Karoku is an enigmatic figure who is known to be involved with Nai's creation, though the means are unknown, and seems to have been his sole contact until his own sudden disappearance. One thing that is quite obvious about Karoku is that he enjoys nature. According to Nai, Karoku is a very kind individual as the young boy had always described him as being 'warm like the sun'. He is able to use telepathy to communicate with Nai and hear the words the young boy speaks which, at times, cause him headaches. Karoku is usually straight to the point and appears quite calm and collected. He is also found saying rather poetic things with the usual air of mystery that surrounds him.
Note: Karoku is often found wearing bandages as he is currently recovering from his injuries.
Sample Post: Life. It’s full of surprises as it should be.
I was meaning to return to the party since my headache has nearly disappeared, but instead I seem to have entered a different region of the world with a rather peculiar and vulgar name. The scent of this air, the wildlife that resides in this area, the very nature of this place is . . . unpleasant for lack of a better word. Even the flowers possess an unfriendly aura that makes them seem unapproachable, but I suppose this place does have a positive side to it. There are people such as yourself that are kind enough to show me around the area. I appreciate the gesture, despite how you have chosen to hide your true identity behind a costume of the undead. It’s a rather convincing get-up if I do say so myself, but I do believe that the world will be delighted to see your true face-ah, it’s quite alright. I have a face of my own and I’m sure your family will not be pleased to see you faceless the next time you visit them, so I urge you to place it back on where it belongs. I never thought I would meet someone of your kind. I am alive and well, after all, but I apologize for my earlier assumption.
I’m rather curious as to what everyone’s reactions will be once they realize that I am no longer within the premises of the building where the party is currently being held. Not that it worries me, since I’m sure they know by now that I am not the type to leave without saying a word. I suppose this situation is something like an exception of sorts. Mm, at least this camp beats being in a rather crowded room. I’d very much prefer being out in the open, admiring the scenery of the world outside, though this isn’t the type of environment that I tend to approach. I find it rather appalling that something such as a camp is situated in an environment like this. The parents of the children-I do wonder whether they are aware of the dangers the child, adolescent, or even an adult may encounter, but perhaps the brochure they may have received was misleading in some way. Mm, since this is your home, I will refrain from possibly offending you with my thoughts that may perhaps slip from my lips every now and then.
-You’re the type that enjoys handing “gifts” over to others, aren’t you? No, I do not mind that you do, but since you seem unaware, I do have lips of my own and I’m in no hurry to receive yet another pair. Please don’t let the bandages fool you. It’s just a small injury that I have received not too long ago, but all wounds heal and because they heal, one can learn from the mistakes that they have committed in the past.
Although the scars remain, it doesn’t mean we have become something similar to stone . . . right, Nai?
Ah, no. What I said was of no significance. I can’t help but to notice that we have been standing near the entrance for quite some time now. Has the tour come to an end? Then, I'm afraid that I must be on my way. There are a few things that must be done, so I’m afraid that I am unable to stay and spend my time in leisure. I suppose this is a good-bye? Don’t worry, I’ll remember you just as much as you’ll remember me. After all, even if someone isn’t by your side, there are ways to see them again-through dreams and memories, that person can always coexist within us. Always.
-Your hug was quite touching, however I'll appreciate it if you'd tell me how to remove this green substance from these clothes. I'm afraid that I am expected to appear presentable once I arrive to the party.
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Character name: Santo Vaccarro; "Rockslide"
Series: Marvel Comics; New X-Men
Age: 16 or 17 (not specified in canon)
Canon: It's a new age at Xavier's Institute of Higher Learning. After Magneto's attack on the school following the events of New Mutants, Scott Summers and Emma Frost have taken over as headmasters, teaching the next generation of mutants how to live and defend themselves in the outside world. Despite efforts on behalf of the understaffed faculty, the students manage to get into a lot more trouble than anyone could have predicted. But who could blame them - they just want to be X-Men when they grow up. When most of the student body loses their powers, that dream gets a lot closer to reality for the handful of teenagers left.
Santo Vaccarro was one of these young hopefuls. As the New X-Men's resident "strong guy," he's never been the type for strategy, and he does begrudgingly admit that all he really does is hit stuff while everyone else comes up with a plan. However, Santo is more than just an indestructable wall - he knows how to use his mutation not only to defend his teammates, but to take down his opponents. He has a lot of pride in his accomplishments on the battlefield, and he tends to boast about them whenever he gets the chance, but his closest friends know that it isn't about glory when they're in the middle of a fight. Santo takes it upon himself to protect his team, most likely putting himself in harm's way as a result. But, as any boy his age does, Santo really just likes to sit around with his friends, talk about hot chicks, beat people up, and play video games. His carefree albeit fairly ignorant attitude allows it to make it through the harder days.
*Santo's mutation used to be that his entire body was made of rock, and that he could detach and reattach his limbs. After being reduced to dust by Nimrod, and then again in Limbo, it is speculated that Santo is a psychic being, able to form a physical body out of surrounding rock. Also, he'll be taken from New X-Men #43, after the Children of X-Men story line.
Sample post:
You think you have what it takes to be a X-Man? Come on, dude. I mean, your face is pretty scary and all, but it's no match for mine. I’m the big, scary, tough guy on the team. We don’t need another one of those. Plus, you totally don't have any fight in you, you know? You gotta have a second effort. Me? I came back from the dead. I got totally crushed up by this loser robot named Nimrod, and here I am, bigger and badder than ever. Like-- hey! I said stop trying to eat me - I'm made of rocks, stupid. I’m not exactly edible.
Wait, I'm not finished talking about the X-Men! Did I mention we took down the Devil? I mean, we went to Limbo and took down the actual Devil! I mean, his actual name was something nerdy like Balascus or Balasco or something but he was the Devil.
...whatever, dude. You were a crappy conversationalist anyway. I'll just talk to the giant squid. Or the... other stuff here. Man, do those birds ever shut the hell up?
Isn’t summer camp supposed to be full of hot girls in short shorts or something like that? Where are the chicks? I mean, I guess with a name like “Camp Fuck U Die,” there has to be a few things totally messed up about it, but there should at least be chicks. Like Magma. Wish I coulda taken classes with her back before the school went all haywire. Aw, man, how awesome would it be to have Ms. Marvel as a camp counsellor? She’s gotta be the hottest Avenger ever. Having a total tool like Captain America lead the team probably doesn’t encourage too many ladies to join. Only the crazy ones, like freaking She-Hulk. He could definitely do with a few lessons from old Santo. I’ll set him straight.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, not cool, tentacle monster. Not cool. As if you’re gonna catch me sitting that close to the water again. This whole place is totally something out of some lame horror movie. I mean, fire-breathing ducks? Come on. Shyamalan could do better than this. This place is boring! You'd think freaking zombies would make it fun, but these ones are totally lame! I hope Cess and Julian get here soon.
Hell, I'd even settle for that Borkowski dork right now.
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