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Character: Naoi, Ayato
Series: Angel Beats! (anime)
Age: Mid-teens
Canon: Congratulations! You died! Now get your ass back in school. That's right-for teenagers who weren't able to fully enjoy life their first time around, they're given another chance in the afterlife to go to school, make friends, and fall in love. And if you act like a good student (by following the example of the soulless model students, nicknamed "NPCs"), you'll disappear and be reincarnated. Not bad, right? Well, not to the members of the Afterlife Battlefront. These newly-deceased teens want a word or two with God, and refuse to passively give in. Thus, they fight tooth and nail against the school's rules and regulations and its enforcers-particularly the student body president, whom they've dubbed as "Angel." What sets them apart from your usual undead rebels, though, is that they have guns and weapons and aren't afraid to use them. So when it comes to fighting against Angel for clues about God, things can get a little bloody. But hey, if you die, it's not biggie; in the afterlife, you always get better.
Enter Naoi Ayato. Originally thought to be the polite NPC vice president of the school, he shocks the Battlefront members when he replaces Angel as president by being a ruthless and malicious jerk with a god complex. See, he claims that all who inhabit the afterlife have the right to become "God," and by seizing absolute control of the school through hypnotism and brute force, he has become that god. Despite having been jesused better by one Battlefront member, Otonashi, and made to quit his hobby of beating up students and killing them as a means of "bestowing eternal rest," his personality showed little improvement. Naoi remains blunt, abrasive, and continues to consider everyone to be below him and therefore scum-except Otonashi, whom he is eternally thankful to for making him feel like he mattered. But for everyone else, Naoi casually mentions his perceived godliness in everyday conversation to emphasize his superiority, and won't hesitate to point out obvious flaws-either in people or in their actions, because they're obviously too stupid to understand it themselves... even if he often says some pretty stupid things himself while acting completely serious. But in all honesty, Naoi can't help but be cynical, having gone through his entire life feeling like it was all a pointless lie, and desperately wanting to be needed. Having to deal with that until death, it's understandable that he became a violent, somewhat pretentious brat. Probably.
Sample Post:
Director Elizabeth Sayre, I would like to commend you on how thoughtful you were to think that I would enjoy a change of scenery. Rather, "thoughtful" isn't the right word-it's more like "juvenile." While I do agree it would make any normal man sick to set his sights on such dull and unintelligent faces every day like I have, your "campers" and "monsters" are hardly any different. Perhaps you didn't realize it, but they all have one thing in common: they're all worth less than the dirt beneath my shoes. -No, if I said that, that would be an unjust insult to dirt. Even in this swampy wasteland, it has its use; no doubt festering thousands of ecosystems and serving as a home for corpses to climb out of. Now, if we were to compare your "pets" here to this dirt, they're absolutely worthless, and have no doubt understood this fact, from the way they gloomily shamble about in my presence. So, really, they're just about as significant as bellybutton lint to me, or even that worthless goop your "Marcy" saw fit to ejaculate onto me earlier-which, by the way, was an act I punished according to my own judgment. If you have an unruly dog, you shouldn't be surprised if someone sees themselves as just to kick it as a means of discipline, or even criticize the owner. Or, perhaps even this much of the truth is too much for you to handle...? Unfortunately for you, I have another flaw to point out for you as punishment for your foolish behavior.
From what I've observed of the situation, I understand that you've made a major mistake. This mistake is entirely unforgivable, especially since it's been so blatantly brought to my attention, as if you were mocking me. You're attempting to play God, aren't you, Elizabeth? By closing off this swamp and populating it with soulless creatures, both human and inhuman in appearance, you've fooled yourself into believing you have absolute power. You might think it was an awfully clever move, and have since enjoyed a bottle of champagne, even going as far believing that since you perceive yourself as having imprisoned the true god, Naoi Ayato, you are all-powerful. But I'm here to break that fragile delusion of yours with the truth. Did you honestly think that you could placate God with mere distractions? The assumption that Naoi Ayato, the vice president of the student council and current acting president, who has toiled for days on end between blood, sweat, and even more sweat to so much as seize the place where I might then advance to become God, would forget all that and go, "oh no, I've been taken from a familiar environment and put into something from out of a horror movie! Whatever shall I do!" is even beyond true idiocy, and is worthy of a thousand deaths. Hah! I should be surprised if even the Devil would be willing to dine with you, considering your transgressions.
So now you might be wondering what you should do, having wronged God so terribly. You might be hiding under your bed, quivering in fear, because you can hear the uniform footsteps of your disgusting apes and brainless undead echo throughout what was formerly your encampment. Through just a little suggestion, they've understood their place beneath me, and piously follow my every command. This is the end of the line, Elizabeth. I can now imagine you praying fearfully, almost wetting yourself, asking where your god is now, in your time of need. But let me answer that for you: he's right here.
And he's looking for you.
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Character: Hinata
Series: Angel Beats!
Character Age: Mid-teens
Canon: Life sucks and then you die! However, fortunately or not, it doesn't have to end that way. A life full of misery tends to build up a mountain of regrets. That's why some force is allowing those suffering such a life to get a second chance at it. Just as soon as their eyes close and one life ends, the next begins in this strange world where dying is no longer permanent and actually happens quite frequently. However, they're not the only ones inhabiting this world. Most of the people aren't actually people, but what are known as NPCs. They follow the norms of society and act as the model students that the others are expected to become. But a spirited girl named Yurippe claims that there is a higher purpose for why they were brought to this world: retribution. With the sole purpose of giving God a punch or two or a hundred, she assembles the humans present and forms the SSS ("Shinda Sekai Sensen" or roughly "Afterlife Battlefront", though the name actually changes often), an army of those who wish to rebel against God.
Hinata was the first recruit, and with his help, the team was able to grow and gather more members. Sometimes he's a little slow on the uptake, and it may seem like he doesn't have much to offer. But while Yurippe has the determination and the attitude to see things through, Hinata has the people skills that she seems to lack and tries to take different perspectives into account. In fact, he usually concerns himself with the issues of others before his own, and he's an extremely loyal friend who will follow through on his promises no matter how small or big. Overall, he's a pretty easygoing guy who enjoys simple things; it's enough to have friends to laugh with in this world filled with empty NPCs. As such, he's prone to under-reacting to surprising situations and doesn't usually think too hard about unusual scenarios until he's commanded to do so. It's not that he doesn't get surprised so much as he doesn't expect an extraordinary explanation right off the bat. That said, once he's taken in the information, he adapts relatively well no matter the circumstances.
In his former life, Hinata was an avid baseball player.
Sample Post:
Wow, this is actually a pretty welcome change of pace. I was kind of sick of looking at that endless forest back home anyway, but won't these uniforms stand out a bit much if we're not at school anymore? Well, I guess that really shouldn't be the first question on my mind, but I'm sure our fearless leader is already taking care of getting the necessary questions answered. And considering that I think there's a few theories that need testing, it's probably better if I take some initiative and handle the reconnaissance. So, what have we got here? Huh... Are those really what the NPCs look like here? Jeez, they really let themselves go! I guess that makes them easier to tell apart, but- wait, isn't that just making fun of us!? Although on that note, I'd never really considered the similarities we have to zombies, especially with how many of our members are lacking brains. Maybe we could change our name to "At Least We're Not Zombies Battlefront"? I'll have to bring it up later.
Still, looks aside, they haven't really changed from being the perfect examples of model students. No matter where you look, they're living normal lives and participating in normal activities. At least, that looks normal by comparison to me, even though it's not every day you see a group of zombies in a cornfield doing what can only be described as "frolicking"... Whoa, wait a minute, what was that? I know that sound! That's unmistakably the sound of a ball hitting a metal bat! They don't even have a proper field, but it looks like they still play baseball, huh? Oh hey look, a home run!... Actually, now that I squint a little, that's not the ball that traveled that far but a hand, isn't it? Since they're down at least one, I might as well give them a hand. I bet even zombies could benefit from a little coaching every now and again.
Excuse me! What are you guys doing? Oh, just batting practice for now, huh? That's good; I think I'd be concerned if you were running the bases with all those appendages strewn about them like that... At any rate, you there with the bat! Why don't you show me your form first? Then we can pinpoint your weak spots. Hmm, I see. Not bad, actually. It's more like your physical form itself is what's lacking. But there's really no helping there, so we've got not choice but to work with what we're given. It's a miracle you're holding up this much after all this time. How long have you been playing? What? I can't understand you; spit that gum out! It's actually quite dangerous to play sports while chewing gum, you know-... Gum. It was singular! But that serves me right for forgetting that I'm dealing with zombies here, so I'll totally accept responsibility for that one.
You know, I think part of the problem is that both the offense and the defense have the same weakness. Let's see if your batting improves any when I pitch the ball to you. Ready? Here it comes...! The ball hit the bat away- with both of your arms attached to it I am so sorry! Those grow back, right? At any rate, I guess we'll have to call it a day for now, huh?
Somehow it feels like I'm just building up more regrets here.
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Character: Yuuki Cross
Series: Vampire Knight
Character Age: 17
Canon: Vampire Knight is an addictive mix of shoujo cliches and bloody vampire drama that culminates on that all-important love triangle. Cross Academy holds a secret; that the Night Class, famous among the students for having brilliant and beautiful students, is actually made up of vampires. It's up to the two guardians of the school to keep that secret hidden and the normal humans of the Day Class safe. Yuuki is one of those guardians, and is the cheerful, compassionate, and somewhat inept half of the team. As an amnesiac who can't remember the first few years of her life, Yuuki has held many insecurities about who she is and where she came from. However, it's when her questions are finally answered that her life turns upside-down and our heroine is plunged into an increasingly dark and complicated world of blood and politics.
Yuuki is the type of girl who will hold you while you cry, punch you when you're a jerk, and who would throw everything away for someone she loves. She's got a big heart, no tact, and naiveté to spare. What she doesn't have in the way of book smarts or life experience she tries to make up for it in blind courage and spunk which might account for all those times she's almost been eaten. Once she has a goal she'll charge through to achieve it whether it's slaying vamps, or as simple as making someone smile. Despite her tendency to attract trouble, drama, and heaps of romantic angst, Yuuki always tries to bounce back with a gung-ho attitude.
Sample Post:
Fweet! Fweeeeet! Excuse me, if you could all gather around! Most of you did a great job at the Meet and Greet portion of the night. The others, you know who you are, should spend a little less time trying to find their way out of the cornfield and start taking this a little more seriously instead. I've been told that there's a separation here between natives and the regular campers. As a special favor to the Director from the Chairman, I've been sent here to help close that gap! To be honest, while I'm glad to be trusted with such an important job, it's just . . . Er, while I do have some experience keeping the peace between different kinds of people, I'm still not sure I'm the right person for the job no matter how glowing the Chairman's recommendation was. I'd appreciate it if you could all be patient with me while I learn the ropes. Luckily, I've got this handbook called Night Camp: Cultivating Friendships and Understanding through Dazzlement, which ought to be a big help. I haven't, um, exactly read all of it yet as I kind of fellasleeponthewayhere . . . B-But I skimmed it, really!
Now, you may think that because you want to feed from human flesh you can't be friends with them. I know from experience that isn't true at all. See, right here, the handbook says, "A key step to being able to cultivate friendships is recognizing that we're not separated by our differences but instead brought together by what we share on the inside." I think that makes a good point. We all have brains we think with and hearts to feel with! Even if it looks like those hearts may be hanging out of our chests and, uh, the brains might be a bit rotten--but I think we can all definitely see that the parts are the same! Does everyone understand? Great, let's go to the next part then, "Now use your soulful, smoldering gaze to lure them in like helpless lambs entering the lion den." Ehh?! No! No smoldering gazes! You'll get put on the fast track to having a Hunter riddle you with bullets. Friends aren't for eating! With the exception of mutual consent between both parties and even then the moral ground is shaky! Geez, what is wrong with this book? Chapter Three: Midnight Meetings in Moonlight, Chapter Four: Stalking Made Simple, ugh! Of all the stupid, dumb . . . !
You know what? Just forget everything the handbook said. I'll teach you the real way to make friends. Recently, I've been getting lessons in etiquette that I think you could learn some things from. Moaning at the first person you see the moment they arrive and asking to eat them is definitely not an example of a good first impression. And, honestly, it was pretty scary. Try a smile, and introduce yourself with a bow or a curtsy instead. That way you'll come off more friendly and they'll understand that you're not as monstrous as you look! --not that I think you look monstrous! No, uhm, I know lots of guys who like their girls covered in blood and guts . . . ! Uh. A-anyway, let's practice. How do you do, Miss Uurgh? It's so nice to meet you! There you go--o-oh! Everyone, remember that your head should be securely fastened to your neck when curtsying or bowing. Come back, Miss Uurgh, we still have to do the trust exercises!!
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Character: Yami no Yuugi (The Nameless Pharaoh)
Series: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Age: Approximately 3000 years old, but looks about 16
Canon: As it turns out, the history channel got it wrong. Thousands of years ago in Ancient Egypt people were capable of calling forth powerful monsters in order to fight against each in what were known as Games of Darkness. However, when these battles and creatures started getting out of control, one Pharaoh took it upon himself to seal these forces away in order to prevent further destruction. The only catch was that he had to seal his own soul along with them. Fast-forward 3000 years to modern day Japan when a teenaged boy named Yuugi inadvertently frees this spirit by completing a puzzle, and by doing so effectively immerses himself into a world of dark games, high stakes, and -of course- children’s trading cards.
But this app isn’t about Yuugi, it’s about the spirit that occasionally takes control of his body, Yami. Being trapped inside of a cursed object for a few thousand years can do a number on a guy, and when Yami is freed he is undoubtedly a creature of his environment. Having forgotten his past, Yami is at first ruthless and cruel, possessing Yuugi’s body in order to take revenge out on any who may threaten him. As time continues on, however, Yami becomes more and more influenced by Yuugi’s kind and gentle nature, and develops into an incredibly loyal ally to those he befriends as well as a natural leader and an honourable duellist. But don’t let this give you’re the wrong idea. To hide his own insecurities about who he is, Yami often projects an extremely arrogant and all around dick-ish exterior, particularly towards those he has no respect for. Usually it’s only those who are closest to him that get to glimpse the softer side of his personality.
Note: Yami tends to refer to Yuugi as ‘Aibou’, which roughly translates to partner. Because this definition is not entirely accurate, however, this apper prefers to stick with the Japanese in this case.
Sample Post:
Well, it seems I’ve played right into your hand. The message I was sent said this was where the C.F.U.D -Card-game Finals for Uncourteous Duellists tournament would be held, but I see now it was really just a way to trap me here all along. While I couldn’t exactly argue against my placement in this competition, I suppose that Kaiba wasn’t registered should have tipped me off that something wasn’t right. Now tell me, what have you done with my friends and Aibou, and what do you want to accomplish by bringing me to this, as the sign by the manure pile put it: “hive of scum, temporary non-robotic-cattle and villainy”? If you wanted to challenge me to a duel on your own domain you shouldn’t have used such cowardly tactics to do it. I have no respect for someone who isn’t willing to face me head on. I don’t know what kind of upper-hand you could even hope to get with your choice of arena, since there are no monsters that I know of that could gain a field power bonus from this corn, even if you do have the rare “Children of The” card. But I’ll warn you right now, I won’t lose no matter what!
Now, no more stalling. Either hurry up and state your terms for the duel or let me go. I have no intention of giving up on my friends, or running around and deserting them here. They have always been there for me to lean on when I haven’t been strong, and I -what? No, I’m not going anywhere with you without first knowing the destination, even if what happens in Camp apparently stays in Camp. I can’t say I care very much for the look of your vehicle either, you should probably realize that a white van with blacked out windows and a licence plate reading “badtoucher69” isn’t very trustworthy. And I don’t know what you mean when you say that I’m already dressed for the occasion. What does wearing leather and a collar have to do with anything?
No, enough. Stop wasting my time with all this pointless banter and take me to whoever is in charge here so I can be finished with this. The Director? All right, I’ll meet with her so long as we agree to travel on foot. I’d like to challenge her to little game, but since this is her battlefield, I’ll let her be the one to choose it. Tell me, what does she play?
… I’ve never heard of Farmville before.
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Character: Satonaka Chie
Series: Shin Megami Tensei: Persona 4
Age: 16
Canon: When Seta Souji's parents go abroad on business, they send him to live with his uncle in the tiny Japanese town of Inaba. Inaba doesn't have much... A famous generations-old inn, a new branch of a megamall chain, and -- oh yeah -- a string of serial murders. Thus begins Shin Megami Tensei: Persona 4. When Souji and his new friends fall through a TV screen, they discover a strange, dangerous world on the other side. Someone is throwing people into this world to die, and Souji and his allies must use the power of Persona to rescue the victims from their own darker sides.
Satonaka Chie is one of the first friends Souji makes in Inaba. She's cheerful, outgoing, a tomboy through and through, and a self-proclaimed heroine of justice. When the topic gets to martial arts, which she practices constantly, or martial arts movies, which she watches constantly, she's especially enthusiastic. (The only thing that might get more of a response is... steak. Girl loves her meat.) Now, Chie can be a bit credulous at times, once taking a supernatural rumor for truth before she's even tested it. She's impulsive and stubborn, and she'll freely admit that thinking isn't one of her strong points. For that matter, she's still a little uncertain about what her "strong points" actually are. But Chie is certain about one thing: her drive to fight, to protect her home and her precious people. And as long as you know that much, everything else will fall into place, right? Like her idol Bruce Lee once said, "Don't think. Feel."
Sample Post:
Hey, is this the complaint booth? Of course, it's staffed with zombies too. Look, I've gotta tell you, so far I'm pretty disappointed in this place. The brochure looked so promising! I mean, come on, "Camp Face Your Death"? Can you get any more awesome than that? And the photos were just intense. I could tell the campers you had posing for them really knew their stuff! This training camp seemed great! Perfect! Too good to be true!
...So, yeah, I guess I shoulda listened to my gut there.
For starters, just look at this place! I was expecting, y'know, an old temple with a wizened teacher leaning on an old gnarled walking stick, and a bunch of students lined up doing their katas in the plaza... Hah! Hyah! Hwa-taa! Or, or maybe a vine-covered dojo, hidden so deep in the forest that just getting there is part of the test, to prove you're good enough to learn from the masters! Heck, I could even accept a swamp! I mean, that worked for Yoda, right? But a farm? Really? I can't imagine what we're supposed to learn from this setting. "Bend without breaking, as the corn stalks sway in the wind"... I dunno, it's just missing something.
And then there's the other students! I mean, don't get me wrong, the idea of kung-fu-fighting gorillas is just awesome. So if I thought the gorillas here seriously cared about sparring, it'd be totally fine! But it seems like all they care about is getting their paws on innocent little girls... Heh. They learned their lesson when they picked one who can fight back. Oh, oh, and the teacher? Sure, any master's gotta be old, but this one's so old his jaw's rotted off! The lessons are supposed to be cryptic because they're wrapped in insightful riddles, not because you can't even understand them! What? No, I said cryptic, not crypt. Sheesh...
But I haven't even gotten to the worst of it yet. Have you seen what they're trying to feed people out there? They gave me something they called "Tuesday's leftovers", and... Urrrrgh. That stuff is a crime against meat! Is the idea that we're gonna want to fast rather than eat it? Look, I'm a growing girl, and my body needs nutrients! We can just... find another route to spiritual enlightenment, right?
Sorry, I don't mean to talk your ear off. You need help putting it back -- no? Well, okay. I just... I had such high hopes for this place, y'know? I gotta get stronger, for everybody back home who's counting on me... I just want some decent opponents, not the trash I've been cleaning up so far! Don't suppose you have any suggestions, do you? ...Huh, papers? What're these? "CFUD Fight Club"... Are you sure we're allowed to talk about this? Well, I guess it looks promising. Let's see, there's the rules, sign-up sheet --
Holy cow, how many campers sign up for this thing?! Oh, man. Camp Face Your Death? All is officially forgiven.
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Character: Anise Tatlin
Canon: Tales of the Abyss
Character Age: 13 (15 by endgame.)
Canon: The people of the planet Auldrant have their lives ruled by the prophetic Score, which determines each individual’s future and steers the entire world down a certain predestined path. Tales of the Abyss is the journey of one bratty noble named Luke fon Fabre to overturn that system, find out the truth about himself, and also figure out how to be a better person. On his way, he gets tangled up with the religious organization overseeing the reading and fulfillment of the Score, the Order of Lorelei. The head of the Order is Fon Master Ion, who accompanies Luke on part of his travels; it’s during this time that Luke also meets Anise Tatlin, who is one of Ion’s Guardians.
Anise makes herself out to be a ♥ cheery and adorable little girl ♥, with a tendency to get into people’s personal space, wheedle them mischievously and generally milk her demeanor for all it’s worth. But she doesn’t have the job she does for nothing! Her front sometimes slips to reveal a girl who’s terrifying in battle, snarky and occasionally foul-mouthed towards friends and enemies alike, and willing to do whatever it takes to get what she wants. And what Anise wants is money. Lots and lots of money, be it through scamming unsuspecting passerby, trying to convince the party to let her win it big at a casino, or plotting marriage to various rich men to get ahold of their fortunes! There are deep-rooted reasons for that, though, linked to how important she finds family and friends, and the difficult decisions she’ll make to try and keep them safe.
Sample Post:
The cute and wonderful Anise has done it again! ♪ Hmm, how lucky, I might’ve landed myself a great prospect this time! This Director Sayre whose interest I’ve caught must be an awfully rich person, to be able to keep a farm this big~! On the other hand, it’s so rude to invite little old me all the way out here to see it, and then do something unthinkable like standing me up! If you can hear me, that means you, you lousy Director! Hmph, what kind of low-down dirty freak just toys with a maiden’s heart like that?
Hey, what do you all think you’re gawking at?! Aw, boo, if this is Corn Fields of Your Dreams’ idea of a welcoming committee, maybe I don’t want to hang around here after all! No offense, but you guys are the worst-off farmhands I’ve ever seen. Screw not having any clothes on your backs, some of you don’t even have the skin on your backs! It’s like you were worked to death and then beyond. And--hey, hey, easy with the target practice! I’ve heard of throwing personal gifts at a prospective bridal shower before, but this might be taking it waaaay too far!
Though, actually! Right, right, maybe you should toss your organs this way! I hear kidneys go for quite a bit on the black market, you know! At least five thousand gald each ♥ --though I guess if you’re dead, then that means they’ve gone useless! And there must not be that much demand for them if you’re going so far as to scatter them at my feet. Now they’re all dirty and smelly and I can’t see my toes for them. Guess this isn’t a lucrative business--er, marriage venture at all, and I’ll need a new pair of boots when I get home. Boooooo.
...but there’s always a bright spot when Anise is around! It’s time for my super-extra-ultra-resourceful Plan B! There’s got to be something out here to make this smelly place worth my time, after all. Hey, guys! Graargh and Urrrgh, and even you, little Hrrrnk! You stand around groaning all day because you want some fresh and tasty brains, right? ♥ Well, have I got a deal for you: I’m offering my own, living, one hundred percent self-guaranteed fresh brain for your purchase and consumption!
What’s the catch, you ask? Well, look at this! It’s a five-gald piece, and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to search through those big gold fields for more like it! Whoever gives me the biggest pile of these at the end of the day wins the auction! And if you need any more incentive then that, we~ell...there’s nothing like being at the service of a lovely young lady, you know? Hee hee ♪
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Character: Naoi, Ayato
Series: Angel Beats! (anime)
Age: Mid-teens
Canon: Congratulations! You died! Now get your ass back in school. That's right-for teenagers who weren't able to fully enjoy life their first time around, they're given another chance in the afterlife to go to school, make friends, and fall in love. And if you act like a good student (by following the example of the soulless model students, nicknamed "NPCs"), you'll disappear and be reincarnated. Not bad, right? Well, not to the members of the Afterlife Battlefront. These newly-deceased teens want a word or two with God, and refuse to passively give in. Thus, they fight tooth and nail against the school's rules and regulations and its enforcers-particularly the student body president, whom they've dubbed as "Angel." What sets them apart from your usual undead rebels, though, is that they have guns and weapons and aren't afraid to use them. So when it comes to fighting against Angel for clues about God, things can get a little bloody. But hey, if you die, it's not biggie; in the afterlife, you always get better.
Enter Naoi Ayato. Originally thought to be the polite NPC vice president of the school, he shocks the Battlefront members when he replaces Angel as president by being a ruthless and malicious jerk with a god complex. See, he claims that all who inhabit the afterlife have the right to become "God," and by seizing absolute control of the school through hypnotism and brute force, he has become that god. Despite having been jesused better by one Battlefront member, Otonashi, and made to quit his hobby of beating up students and killing them as a means of "bestowing eternal rest," his personality showed little improvement. Naoi remains blunt, abrasive, and continues to consider everyone to be below him and therefore scum-except Otonashi, whom he is eternally thankful to for making him feel like he mattered. But for everyone else, Naoi casually mentions his perceived godliness in everyday conversation to emphasize his superiority, and won't hesitate to point out obvious flaws-either in people or in their actions, because they're obviously too stupid to understand it themselves... even if he often says some pretty stupid things himself while acting completely serious. But in all honesty, Naoi can't help but be cynical, having gone through his entire life feeling like it was all a pointless lie, and desperately wanting to be needed. Having to deal with that until death, it's understandable that he became a violent, somewhat pretentious brat. Probably.
Sample Post:
Director Elizabeth Sayre, I would like to commend you on how thoughtful you were to think that I would enjoy a change of scenery. Rather, "thoughtful" isn't the right word-it's more like "juvenile." While I do agree it would make any normal man sick to set his sights on such dull and unintelligent faces every day like I have, your "campers" and "monsters" are hardly any different. Perhaps you didn't realize it, but they all have one thing in common: they're all worth less than the dirt beneath my shoes. -No, if I said that, that would be an unjust insult to dirt. Even in this swampy wasteland, it has its use; no doubt festering thousands of ecosystems and serving as a home for corpses to climb out of. Now, if we were to compare your "pets" here to this dirt, they're absolutely worthless, and have no doubt understood this fact, from the way they gloomily shamble about in my presence. So, really, they're just about as significant as bellybutton lint to me, or even that worthless goop your "Marcy" saw fit to ejaculate onto me earlier-which, by the way, was an act I punished according to my own judgment. If you have an unruly dog, you shouldn't be surprised if someone sees themselves as just to kick it as a means of discipline, or even criticize the owner. Or, perhaps even this much of the truth is too much for you to handle...? Unfortunately for you, I have another flaw to point out for you as punishment for your foolish behavior.
From what I've observed of the situation, I understand that you've made a major mistake. This mistake is entirely unforgivable, especially since it's been so blatantly brought to my attention, as if you were mocking me. You're attempting to play God, aren't you, Elizabeth? By closing off this swamp and populating it with soulless creatures, both human and inhuman in appearance, you've fooled yourself into believing you have absolute power. You might think it was an awfully clever move, and have since enjoyed a bottle of champagne, even going as far believing that since you perceive yourself as having imprisoned the true god, Naoi Ayato, you are all-powerful. But I'm here to break that fragile delusion of yours with the truth. Did you honestly think that you could placate God with mere distractions? The assumption that Naoi Ayato, the vice president of the student council and current acting president, who has toiled for days on end between blood, sweat, and even more sweat to so much as seize the place where I might then advance to become God, would forget all that and go, "oh no, I've been taken from a familiar environment and put into something from out of a horror movie! Whatever shall I do!" is even beyond true idiocy, and is worthy of a thousand deaths. Hah! I should be surprised if even the Devil would be willing to dine with you, considering your transgressions.
So now you might be wondering what you should do, having wronged God so terribly. You might be hiding under your bed, quivering in fear, because you can hear the uniform footsteps of your disgusting apes and brainless undead echo throughout what was formerly your encampment. Through just a little suggestion, they've understood their place beneath me, and piously follow my every command. This is the end of the line, Elizabeth. I can now imagine you praying fearfully, almost wetting yourself, asking where your god is now, in your time of need. But let me answer that for you: he's right here.
And he's looking for you.
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Character: Hinata
Series: Angel Beats!
Character Age: Mid-teens
Canon: Life sucks and then you die! However, fortunately or not, it doesn't have to end that way. A life full of misery tends to build up a mountain of regrets. That's why some force is allowing those suffering such a life to get a second chance at it. Just as soon as their eyes close and one life ends, the next begins in this strange world where dying is no longer permanent and actually happens quite frequently. However, they're not the only ones inhabiting this world. Most of the people aren't actually people, but what are known as NPCs. They follow the norms of society and act as the model students that the others are expected to become. But a spirited girl named Yurippe claims that there is a higher purpose for why they were brought to this world: retribution. With the sole purpose of giving God a punch or two or a hundred, she assembles the humans present and forms the SSS ("Shinda Sekai Sensen" or roughly "Afterlife Battlefront", though the name actually changes often), an army of those who wish to rebel against God.
Hinata was the first recruit, and with his help, the team was able to grow and gather more members. Sometimes he's a little slow on the uptake, and it may seem like he doesn't have much to offer. But while Yurippe has the determination and the attitude to see things through, Hinata has the people skills that she seems to lack and tries to take different perspectives into account. In fact, he usually concerns himself with the issues of others before his own, and he's an extremely loyal friend who will follow through on his promises no matter how small or big. Overall, he's a pretty easygoing guy who enjoys simple things; it's enough to have friends to laugh with in this world filled with empty NPCs. As such, he's prone to under-reacting to surprising situations and doesn't usually think too hard about unusual scenarios until he's commanded to do so. It's not that he doesn't get surprised so much as he doesn't expect an extraordinary explanation right off the bat. That said, once he's taken in the information, he adapts relatively well no matter the circumstances.
In his former life, Hinata was an avid baseball player.
Sample Post:
Wow, this is actually a pretty welcome change of pace. I was kind of sick of looking at that endless forest back home anyway, but won't these uniforms stand out a bit much if we're not at school anymore? Well, I guess that really shouldn't be the first question on my mind, but I'm sure our fearless leader is already taking care of getting the necessary questions answered. And considering that I think there's a few theories that need testing, it's probably better if I take some initiative and handle the reconnaissance. So, what have we got here? Huh... Are those really what the NPCs look like here? Jeez, they really let themselves go! I guess that makes them easier to tell apart, but- wait, isn't that just making fun of us!? Although on that note, I'd never really considered the similarities we have to zombies, especially with how many of our members are lacking brains. Maybe we could change our name to "At Least We're Not Zombies Battlefront"? I'll have to bring it up later.
Still, looks aside, they haven't really changed from being the perfect examples of model students. No matter where you look, they're living normal lives and participating in normal activities. At least, that looks normal by comparison to me, even though it's not every day you see a group of zombies in a cornfield doing what can only be described as "frolicking"... Whoa, wait a minute, what was that? I know that sound! That's unmistakably the sound of a ball hitting a metal bat! They don't even have a proper field, but it looks like they still play baseball, huh? Oh hey look, a home run!... Actually, now that I squint a little, that's not the ball that traveled that far but a hand, isn't it? Since they're down at least one, I might as well give them a hand. I bet even zombies could benefit from a little coaching every now and again.
Excuse me! What are you guys doing? Oh, just batting practice for now, huh? That's good; I think I'd be concerned if you were running the bases with all those appendages strewn about them like that... At any rate, you there with the bat! Why don't you show me your form first? Then we can pinpoint your weak spots. Hmm, I see. Not bad, actually. It's more like your physical form itself is what's lacking. But there's really no helping there, so we've got not choice but to work with what we're given. It's a miracle you're holding up this much after all this time. How long have you been playing? What? I can't understand you; spit that gum out! It's actually quite dangerous to play sports while chewing gum, you know-... Gum. It was singular! But that serves me right for forgetting that I'm dealing with zombies here, so I'll totally accept responsibility for that one.
You know, I think part of the problem is that both the offense and the defense have the same weakness. Let's see if your batting improves any when I pitch the ball to you. Ready? Here it comes...! The ball hit the bat away- with both of your arms attached to it I am so sorry! Those grow back, right? At any rate, I guess we'll have to call it a day for now, huh?
Somehow it feels like I'm just building up more regrets here.
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Character: Yuuki Cross
Series: Vampire Knight
Character Age: 17
Canon: Vampire Knight is an addictive mix of shoujo cliches and bloody vampire drama that culminates on that all-important love triangle. Cross Academy holds a secret; that the Night Class, famous among the students for having brilliant and beautiful students, is actually made up of vampires. It's up to the two guardians of the school to keep that secret hidden and the normal humans of the Day Class safe. Yuuki is one of those guardians, and is the cheerful, compassionate, and somewhat inept half of the team. As an amnesiac who can't remember the first few years of her life, Yuuki has held many insecurities about who she is and where she came from. However, it's when her questions are finally answered that her life turns upside-down and our heroine is plunged into an increasingly dark and complicated world of blood and politics.
Yuuki is the type of girl who will hold you while you cry, punch you when you're a jerk, and who would throw everything away for someone she loves. She's got a big heart, no tact, and naiveté to spare. What she doesn't have in the way of book smarts or life experience she tries to make up for it in blind courage and spunk which might account for all those times she's almost been eaten. Once she has a goal she'll charge through to achieve it whether it's slaying vamps, or as simple as making someone smile. Despite her tendency to attract trouble, drama, and heaps of romantic angst, Yuuki always tries to bounce back with a gung-ho attitude.
Sample Post:
Fweet! Fweeeeet! Excuse me, if you could all gather around! Most of you did a great job at the Meet and Greet portion of the night. The others, you know who you are, should spend a little less time trying to find their way out of the cornfield and start taking this a little more seriously instead. I've been told that there's a separation here between natives and the regular campers. As a special favor to the Director from the Chairman, I've been sent here to help close that gap! To be honest, while I'm glad to be trusted with such an important job, it's just . . . Er, while I do have some experience keeping the peace between different kinds of people, I'm still not sure I'm the right person for the job no matter how glowing the Chairman's recommendation was. I'd appreciate it if you could all be patient with me while I learn the ropes. Luckily, I've got this handbook called Night Camp: Cultivating Friendships and Understanding through Dazzlement, which ought to be a big help. I haven't, um, exactly read all of it yet as I kind of fellasleeponthewayhere . . . B-But I skimmed it, really!
Now, you may think that because you want to feed from human flesh you can't be friends with them. I know from experience that isn't true at all. See, right here, the handbook says, "A key step to being able to cultivate friendships is recognizing that we're not separated by our differences but instead brought together by what we share on the inside." I think that makes a good point. We all have brains we think with and hearts to feel with! Even if it looks like those hearts may be hanging out of our chests and, uh, the brains might be a bit rotten--but I think we can all definitely see that the parts are the same! Does everyone understand? Great, let's go to the next part then, "Now use your soulful, smoldering gaze to lure them in like helpless lambs entering the lion den." Ehh?! No! No smoldering gazes! You'll get put on the fast track to having a Hunter riddle you with bullets. Friends aren't for eating! With the exception of mutual consent between both parties and even then the moral ground is shaky! Geez, what is wrong with this book? Chapter Three: Midnight Meetings in Moonlight, Chapter Four: Stalking Made Simple, ugh! Of all the stupid, dumb . . . !
You know what? Just forget everything the handbook said. I'll teach you the real way to make friends. Recently, I've been getting lessons in etiquette that I think you could learn some things from. Moaning at the first person you see the moment they arrive and asking to eat them is definitely not an example of a good first impression. And, honestly, it was pretty scary. Try a smile, and introduce yourself with a bow or a curtsy instead. That way you'll come off more friendly and they'll understand that you're not as monstrous as you look! --not that I think you look monstrous! No, uhm, I know lots of guys who like their girls covered in blood and guts . . . ! Uh. A-anyway, let's practice. How do you do, Miss Uurgh? It's so nice to meet you! There you go--o-oh! Everyone, remember that your head should be securely fastened to your neck when curtsying or bowing. Come back, Miss Uurgh, we still have to do the trust exercises!!
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Character: Yami no Yuugi (The Nameless Pharaoh)
Series: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Age: Approximately 3000 years old, but looks about 16
Canon: As it turns out, the history channel got it wrong. Thousands of years ago in Ancient Egypt people were capable of calling forth powerful monsters in order to fight against each in what were known as Games of Darkness. However, when these battles and creatures started getting out of control, one Pharaoh took it upon himself to seal these forces away in order to prevent further destruction. The only catch was that he had to seal his own soul along with them. Fast-forward 3000 years to modern day Japan when a teenaged boy named Yuugi inadvertently frees this spirit by completing a puzzle, and by doing so effectively immerses himself into a world of dark games, high stakes, and -of course- children’s trading cards.
But this app isn’t about Yuugi, it’s about the spirit that occasionally takes control of his body, Yami. Being trapped inside of a cursed object for a few thousand years can do a number on a guy, and when Yami is freed he is undoubtedly a creature of his environment. Having forgotten his past, Yami is at first ruthless and cruel, possessing Yuugi’s body in order to take revenge out on any who may threaten him. As time continues on, however, Yami becomes more and more influenced by Yuugi’s kind and gentle nature, and develops into an incredibly loyal ally to those he befriends as well as a natural leader and an honourable duellist. But don’t let this give you’re the wrong idea. To hide his own insecurities about who he is, Yami often projects an extremely arrogant and all around dick-ish exterior, particularly towards those he has no respect for. Usually it’s only those who are closest to him that get to glimpse the softer side of his personality.
Note: Yami tends to refer to Yuugi as ‘Aibou’, which roughly translates to partner. Because this definition is not entirely accurate, however, this apper prefers to stick with the Japanese in this case.
Sample Post:
Well, it seems I’ve played right into your hand. The message I was sent said this was where the C.F.U.D -Card-game Finals for Uncourteous Duellists tournament would be held, but I see now it was really just a way to trap me here all along. While I couldn’t exactly argue against my placement in this competition, I suppose that Kaiba wasn’t registered should have tipped me off that something wasn’t right. Now tell me, what have you done with my friends and Aibou, and what do you want to accomplish by bringing me to this, as the sign by the manure pile put it: “hive of scum, temporary non-robotic-cattle and villainy”? If you wanted to challenge me to a duel on your own domain you shouldn’t have used such cowardly tactics to do it. I have no respect for someone who isn’t willing to face me head on. I don’t know what kind of upper-hand you could even hope to get with your choice of arena, since there are no monsters that I know of that could gain a field power bonus from this corn, even if you do have the rare “Children of The” card. But I’ll warn you right now, I won’t lose no matter what!
Now, no more stalling. Either hurry up and state your terms for the duel or let me go. I have no intention of giving up on my friends, or running around and deserting them here. They have always been there for me to lean on when I haven’t been strong, and I -what? No, I’m not going anywhere with you without first knowing the destination, even if what happens in Camp apparently stays in Camp. I can’t say I care very much for the look of your vehicle either, you should probably realize that a white van with blacked out windows and a licence plate reading “badtoucher69” isn’t very trustworthy. And I don’t know what you mean when you say that I’m already dressed for the occasion. What does wearing leather and a collar have to do with anything?
No, enough. Stop wasting my time with all this pointless banter and take me to whoever is in charge here so I can be finished with this. The Director? All right, I’ll meet with her so long as we agree to travel on foot. I’d like to challenge her to little game, but since this is her battlefield, I’ll let her be the one to choose it. Tell me, what does she play?
… I’ve never heard of Farmville before.
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Character: Satonaka Chie
Series: Shin Megami Tensei: Persona 4
Age: 16
Canon: When Seta Souji's parents go abroad on business, they send him to live with his uncle in the tiny Japanese town of Inaba. Inaba doesn't have much... A famous generations-old inn, a new branch of a megamall chain, and -- oh yeah -- a string of serial murders. Thus begins Shin Megami Tensei: Persona 4. When Souji and his new friends fall through a TV screen, they discover a strange, dangerous world on the other side. Someone is throwing people into this world to die, and Souji and his allies must use the power of Persona to rescue the victims from their own darker sides.
Satonaka Chie is one of the first friends Souji makes in Inaba. She's cheerful, outgoing, a tomboy through and through, and a self-proclaimed heroine of justice. When the topic gets to martial arts, which she practices constantly, or martial arts movies, which she watches constantly, she's especially enthusiastic. (The only thing that might get more of a response is... steak. Girl loves her meat.) Now, Chie can be a bit credulous at times, once taking a supernatural rumor for truth before she's even tested it. She's impulsive and stubborn, and she'll freely admit that thinking isn't one of her strong points. For that matter, she's still a little uncertain about what her "strong points" actually are. But Chie is certain about one thing: her drive to fight, to protect her home and her precious people. And as long as you know that much, everything else will fall into place, right? Like her idol Bruce Lee once said, "Don't think. Feel."
Sample Post:
Hey, is this the complaint booth? Of course, it's staffed with zombies too. Look, I've gotta tell you, so far I'm pretty disappointed in this place. The brochure looked so promising! I mean, come on, "Camp Face Your Death"? Can you get any more awesome than that? And the photos were just intense. I could tell the campers you had posing for them really knew their stuff! This training camp seemed great! Perfect! Too good to be true!
...So, yeah, I guess I shoulda listened to my gut there.
For starters, just look at this place! I was expecting, y'know, an old temple with a wizened teacher leaning on an old gnarled walking stick, and a bunch of students lined up doing their katas in the plaza... Hah! Hyah! Hwa-taa! Or, or maybe a vine-covered dojo, hidden so deep in the forest that just getting there is part of the test, to prove you're good enough to learn from the masters! Heck, I could even accept a swamp! I mean, that worked for Yoda, right? But a farm? Really? I can't imagine what we're supposed to learn from this setting. "Bend without breaking, as the corn stalks sway in the wind"... I dunno, it's just missing something.
And then there's the other students! I mean, don't get me wrong, the idea of kung-fu-fighting gorillas is just awesome. So if I thought the gorillas here seriously cared about sparring, it'd be totally fine! But it seems like all they care about is getting their paws on innocent little girls... Heh. They learned their lesson when they picked one who can fight back. Oh, oh, and the teacher? Sure, any master's gotta be old, but this one's so old his jaw's rotted off! The lessons are supposed to be cryptic because they're wrapped in insightful riddles, not because you can't even understand them! What? No, I said cryptic, not crypt. Sheesh...
But I haven't even gotten to the worst of it yet. Have you seen what they're trying to feed people out there? They gave me something they called "Tuesday's leftovers", and... Urrrrgh. That stuff is a crime against meat! Is the idea that we're gonna want to fast rather than eat it? Look, I'm a growing girl, and my body needs nutrients! We can just... find another route to spiritual enlightenment, right?
Sorry, I don't mean to talk your ear off. You need help putting it back -- no? Well, okay. I just... I had such high hopes for this place, y'know? I gotta get stronger, for everybody back home who's counting on me... I just want some decent opponents, not the trash I've been cleaning up so far! Don't suppose you have any suggestions, do you? ...Huh, papers? What're these? "CFUD Fight Club"... Are you sure we're allowed to talk about this? Well, I guess it looks promising. Let's see, there's the rules, sign-up sheet --
Holy cow, how many campers sign up for this thing?! Oh, man. Camp Face Your Death? All is officially forgiven.
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Character: Anise Tatlin
Canon: Tales of the Abyss
Character Age: 13 (15 by endgame.)
Canon: The people of the planet Auldrant have their lives ruled by the prophetic Score, which determines each individual’s future and steers the entire world down a certain predestined path. Tales of the Abyss is the journey of one bratty noble named Luke fon Fabre to overturn that system, find out the truth about himself, and also figure out how to be a better person. On his way, he gets tangled up with the religious organization overseeing the reading and fulfillment of the Score, the Order of Lorelei. The head of the Order is Fon Master Ion, who accompanies Luke on part of his travels; it’s during this time that Luke also meets Anise Tatlin, who is one of Ion’s Guardians.
Anise makes herself out to be a ♥ cheery and adorable little girl ♥, with a tendency to get into people’s personal space, wheedle them mischievously and generally milk her demeanor for all it’s worth. But she doesn’t have the job she does for nothing! Her front sometimes slips to reveal a girl who’s terrifying in battle, snarky and occasionally foul-mouthed towards friends and enemies alike, and willing to do whatever it takes to get what she wants. And what Anise wants is money. Lots and lots of money, be it through scamming unsuspecting passerby, trying to convince the party to let her win it big at a casino, or plotting marriage to various rich men to get ahold of their fortunes! There are deep-rooted reasons for that, though, linked to how important she finds family and friends, and the difficult decisions she’ll make to try and keep them safe.
Sample Post:
The cute and wonderful Anise has done it again! ♪ Hmm, how lucky, I might’ve landed myself a great prospect this time! This Director Sayre whose interest I’ve caught must be an awfully rich person, to be able to keep a farm this big~! On the other hand, it’s so rude to invite little old me all the way out here to see it, and then do something unthinkable like standing me up! If you can hear me, that means you, you lousy Director! Hmph, what kind of low-down dirty freak just toys with a maiden’s heart like that?
Hey, what do you all think you’re gawking at?! Aw, boo, if this is Corn Fields of Your Dreams’ idea of a welcoming committee, maybe I don’t want to hang around here after all! No offense, but you guys are the worst-off farmhands I’ve ever seen. Screw not having any clothes on your backs, some of you don’t even have the skin on your backs! It’s like you were worked to death and then beyond. And--hey, hey, easy with the target practice! I’ve heard of throwing personal gifts at a prospective bridal shower before, but this might be taking it waaaay too far!
Though, actually! Right, right, maybe you should toss your organs this way! I hear kidneys go for quite a bit on the black market, you know! At least five thousand gald each ♥ --though I guess if you’re dead, then that means they’ve gone useless! And there must not be that much demand for them if you’re going so far as to scatter them at my feet. Now they’re all dirty and smelly and I can’t see my toes for them. Guess this isn’t a lucrative business--er, marriage venture at all, and I’ll need a new pair of boots when I get home. Boooooo.
...but there’s always a bright spot when Anise is around! It’s time for my super-extra-ultra-resourceful Plan B! There’s got to be something out here to make this smelly place worth my time, after all. Hey, guys! Graargh and Urrrgh, and even you, little Hrrrnk! You stand around groaning all day because you want some fresh and tasty brains, right? ♥ Well, have I got a deal for you: I’m offering my own, living, one hundred percent self-guaranteed fresh brain for your purchase and consumption!
What’s the catch, you ask? Well, look at this! It’s a five-gald piece, and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to search through those big gold fields for more like it! Whoever gives me the biggest pile of these at the end of the day wins the auction! And if you need any more incentive then that, we~ell...there’s nothing like being at the service of a lovely young lady, you know? Hee hee ♪
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