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ffff I woke up. OH WELL I'LL POST SOME APPS.
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Character: Sir Conrart Weller (Conrad)
Series: Kyou Kara Maoh!
Character Age: Around 100, but looks to be about 19-20 as stated in the novels.
Canon: The crack-addled story of Kyou Kara Maoh! revolves around a normal, teenage boy named Yuri who is flushed down a toilet one day by a group of thugs. Waking up in a strange, new world, he finds out that he's actually a Mazoku (demon) and is to be the new Maoh (demon king) of Shinmakoku. Despite all of his protests, Yuri reluctantly takes up the position, treating everything like a real life RPG until he learns more about the world and comes to care about its people. He then does his best to right wrongs and disperse justice throughout the land in often crazy and unintentionally headache-inducing ways.
Conrad is one of Yuri's loyal followers and son of the previous Maoh. With a human father, having mixed blood has given Conrad no small amount of grief. Fortunately, he has an almost uncanny ability to take everything in stride and he does it, oftentimes, with a smile on his face. Don't let that smile fool you, though. Underneath his polite, cheerful, friendly demeanor and subtly skewed sense of humor lays a fierce warrior. Known as the best swordsman in the country, Conrad is a strong, stubborn, and proud person who can even be downright ruthless when the situation calls for it. Willing to do anything, Conrad offers up his body and soul, all for the sake of His Majesty whom he treasures more than life itself.
Sample Post:
I'm glad I finally managed to track His Majesty's whereabouts down to this place, but I must say, I can't remember there being a town called Camp Fuck You Die within the borders of Shinmakoku. Maybe this is part of the human territory? Even if it is, it's still surprising that I haven't come across it until now.
It's a very lively town, in any case. For one that's being run by zombies, it seems to be doing well despite some of the poor living conditions I've noticed. I wonder if calling out "braaaiiiinnnss" and offering body parts is a customary greeting. --Ah, Sir? You can keep your arm. I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need an extra one. Although if you wouldn't mind pointing me in the direction of an inn? I'm new to this town, you see, and I'll be needing a place to stay for the night. Any help would greatly appreciated. ...Through the swamp, past the Caves of Despair, hang a left at the Library of Twilight and it should be at the edge of the forest. All right, I think I've got it. Here's a few coins for your trouble and thank you very much!
...Well, I have to admit I've been in worse places. That library was particularly bad, but at least I was able to find the...gay bar all right. Which really is nothing like an inn at all, unless I managed to take a wrong turn somewhere. And despite the smell, the food they serve here doesn't seem so horrible! The eyes are in fact rather tasty, surprisingly. I'm not quite sure what to say about the entertainment, though. Who knew a zombie cabaret ever existed? I certainly didn't, heh! But it's unfortunate that I wasn't able to learn any useful information after making a sweep of the place. The bartender, as, ah...friendly as he is, was particularly unhelpful as well. Perhaps I can find out something from one of the performers instead.
Excuse me, Sir? I'd like to ask a few questions if you don't mind? I'm looking for a -- what? A lap dance? No, not quite. I'm actually...ah, not looking for someone to take home either. You see -- ahaha, Sir, I'm very flattered. Really! Unfortunately, I'm also very not interested. So if you could please remove yourself and -- no, I'm no stranger to love, but I really must ask that you give me up. I'd only let you down, you see, because my heart belongs solely to my king and my country.
Poll So?
Character: Rio
Series: Jyuken Sentai Gekirangers
Character Age: Rio likely can't age anymore; looks to be in his late teens or early twenties.
Canon: Gekirangers is what happens when you make Power Rangers with an animal motif, shake thoroughly and give everyone and their dog a long, nice catchphrase to say when entering battle. The good school of beast arts GekiJyuKen fights against the formerly destroyed evil RinJyuKen, revived by Confrontation Beast Lion-Fist Rio. RinJyuKen uses Rinrinshi: half-human, half-animal undead martial artists, whose Fist or thematic martial arts all correspond to different animals.
Rio isn't evil, just misunderstood!!1 Initially a student of the good school, he quit in a manner full of death because he sought to have more strength. For Rio, it's all about exorcizing his trauma-filled past by becoming the strongest and most powerful. To that end, he dabbles in such fun, family-friendly activities as reanimating undead and ordering his minions to gather human screams and despair for him. Despite this penchant for violence, Rio rarely ever loses his temper or raises his voice. He's a rather chillaxed kind of evil overlord.
After a few bad decisions, Rio almost turns into the real Big Bad's mindless tool, but he is saved by the power of love (yay!). Rio is now in the mend, doing his part to purge RinJyuKen from the world again. While still quite badass and dignified, he allows himself to smile and even have feelings again!
Sample Post:
This . . . is not the forest where I was taking a walk. I can no longer hear the wolves howling; they all want to know whether I'm headed to my grandmother's house, instead. And when I picked one of the fruits off its tree, the trunk thanked me for buying in Virola's secret, and that my purchase would be 14.56 dollars with taxes. All the signs show that, somehow, I have strayed from the path I chose to atone for my sins. Like this sign in front of me, "YOU ARE ON THE PATH TO EVIL. PATH TO GOOD UNDER CONSTRUCTION." I can't wait for the builders; I will make my own path, even if that means crossing through this forest.
There is something I have to do anyway, and I'm almost on the other side. I can make out, against the sun, the shape of a fast food joint. McVaria's. The screams coming from the inside are suspicious; this is where they've been reanimating the dead--no, it seems I was wrong. The aura, so similar to that of RinJyuKen, is emanating from the graveyard a few paces to the left. I must be hungry, I can usually tell the difference between a cheeseburger and a cold shriveled body.
Ah . . . so it's you that I was looking for. Stay back; I will not fight you yet. An undead who can do nothing but follow the whims of your master, tell me if this used to be your grave. "Here lies Stephan Debussey. Pardon me for not rising." Heh, how witty. However, you are no longer that person. If there were an animal that you felt a special connection to when you were alive, now you might have acquired their corresponding beast arts. Let me look at you. Long ears, big teeth. This is the Ass-Fist discipline. Its students work like mules and profess a total obedience to their masters. As for intelligence--well. They're very obedient.
No one will miss you, so I'll take you down now. As purely fierce as a lion, as powerful as a lion. The one who will obliterate the Evil Dragon, my name is the Black Lion Rio. I'm going to put all my strength into my fists, and . . . Huh. I guess that's over. You were not worthy of being my rival, after all.
Who's next? I've only just started, and I won't rest until I've destroyed every undead in this place!
Poll So?
Character: The Swiss Confederation / Vash Zwingli
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Character Age: Appears to be 18
Canon: Remember all those hours you spent studying history, struggling to recall the dates of each important event? Well then, you're set! Axis Powers Hetalia is a series about anthropomorphized countries, all of them with their own story and representing several different stereotypes. As it tells history in a funny way, never taking itself very seriously, Hetalia is a canon that will make you giggle that much more when you think that a certain someone can see Russia from their house.
Just like the nation he represents, Switzerland is a bit of a recluse, preferring to stay on his own and avoid dealing with the other countries too much. Although he's a neutral nation and has an image of being peaceful, he actually is very quick to shoot at whoever steps in his territory without permission, allies and axis alike. Not to mention he is actually the biggest producer of guns in the world, and has the biggest military strength; you can't really be neutral without proper strength, after all. A bit of a cheapskate, he believes that "frugality is the highest of virtues" and will eat out with former enemies in order to save money on food. He can get quite grumpy at times and is quick to anger, but he generally keeps his cool and appears as a proper, very serious young man. He has no problem in stating his opinions, and makes no effort to hide his disdain if he doesn't like someone. Overall, he is someone you wouldn't like to mess with, unless you happen to be Liechtenstein, his beloved little sister.
Sample Post:
This place needs radical changes. First of all, it's unthinkable to open a camp in a swamp; whoever had that idea probably needs to be taught a lesson. Although the price for this piece of disgusting hell you call "territory" was probably low enough, even when saving money it's important to keep in mind what would give good results and what wouldn't. After all, it can't be a good deal if you have to replace your product after just a little while, and I believe that if they've got brains, the campers in here probably have already complained enough to make you consider moving this camp somewhere else, Miss Sayre. I actually heard that many were thinking of moving to a place called "inksome", after a suspicious cut on employees.
Whatever the case, the campers' complaints and the horrible location of this camp are far from the only issues. Did you take a look at the staff at all? That's hardly what I'd call proper! It's absolutely unacceptable that the task of waking people is up to gorillas, let alone purple gorillas. I don't particularly care about everyone else, but I absolutely refuse to have to deal with them-- a simple alarm clock should do instead. Since I can't really trust the quality of yours, I'll just import one from home; we're experts in that field, after all. Anyway, I'm asking that you order your gorillas to stay away from me, and you have my word that if one of those unsightly animals gets ten centimeters too close, I won't hesitate to shoot them down. Understood? Good!
And while we're on that subject, I might as well let you know that this camp is hardly militarized at all. Those zombies might be frightening at first, but in the end, they're hardly worth a fight! It's ridiculously easy to take them down, especially given the fact that they're already rotting, and being undead is not a good enough excuse. If someone were to start a war, they'd be completely useless in defending this place, and that'd lead to unfortunate consequences. I refuse to spend time in a place where defense isn't even taken into consideration.
Oh, so there's a barrier around the whole camp? That's still not a good enough defense! People might still want to invade your territory, as horrible as it is. Maybe you don't care about outsiders, but I do, and it doesn't matter if you say people from the inside can't leave anymore, that wouldn't stop an invasion. Considering your efficiency seems to be that low, should it ever happen, I'll just take care of it by myself. Since it seems nobody wants to get near the lake, I'll claim that area as the 27th Canton of the Swiss Confederation. Considering everyone seems to be so impossibly scared by it, I guess I can use the monster there for military tactics-- it should be enough defense if I ever run out of ammunition. It's not like I have an infinite amount, after all.
Poll So?
Character: Kirihara Akaya
Series: Prince Of Tennis
Age: 13
Canon: Kirihara Akaya a brat in the team we like to call Rikkaidai. This team is a tennis team. This tennis team is filled with individuals who have tennis moves from hell. Ones that can bend gravity and time. Ones that can create world destruction and bring back the dinosaurs. So where's the tennis in all this? It's inside of our hearts, people. It's within the courts, where each team fights to bring home victory, glory and (for Kirihara) BLOOD. Not only do they fight for all this, they also tell a story of hard work and determination. Sweat and balls. Let's go to the nationals, let's go, let's go RIKKAIDAI!
Kirihara Akaya is Rikkaidai's second year ace because he's thie youngest, but he's also UTTERLY FRIKKEN CRAZY; he has this thing where his eyes turn all bloodshot when the pressure comes acomin. He also has a very violent play style, which is usually used to cause injury to the opposing player. This is because he originally went to Rikkaidai to conquer, but instead he got conquered and owned up the butt. This led to him taking that loss out on other hapless tennis players. Not only that, but he can also go onto super attack mode wherein he turns into the bogeymen of all tennis players. White hair. Red skin. Total Grudge material.
Sample Entry:
Oi, oi! Hands off that bag! I don't want any of you dawn of the dead rejects to go anywhere near it, okay? No, it isn't a brain. Maybe it looks like one to you because your eyes suck, but so do raisins and your grandma. But this here? This is what you call a survival pack; it has everything I need. Hey! I said this isn't yours! I came here to train and make my senpais buy me food. I'm a growing boy, you know. You think an ace like me can survive on just vegetables alone? I said quit it! You can't have my bag-- stop trying to take it! Che! I warned you. That's what you get. A tennis ball in the eye! That's your new eye. I hope you can see out of it, you piece of shit. Your old one sucked anyway.
Wait. You want my bag that bad? Just my bag? Not the stuff inside it? Fine, then try and take it from me! Let's have a tennis match, okay? . . . I guess my tennis ball falling out of your head is a yes. Okay now we need a net. Hey, you gorillas! I saw this on the discovery channel once; form a net here and don't move an inch otherwise we won't be able to keep score.
Ready? Alright! I'll even give you my nintendo DS if you can score more than a point off me. What? Don't tell me I'm not a match for you! I'm Rikkaidai's second year a-- you leave my hair out of this! It's not seaweed hair! You know what? I'm just going to serve first. Take this! Knuckle Serve! . . . you dumb gorilla, you weren't supposed to catch the ball in your head; you were supposed to be part of the net! Whatever. Oi, zombie rejects! How about those brains, huh? Want those instead? Take those and we'll call it a deal, okay? Okay!
Hey are you that gorilla's friend? Yeah, my serve's not really meant to make fast food for the undead, but he was pretty much asking for it. Seriously, who's stupid enough to let a ball crack open their skull? Hell if I know. Still, it's a good thing it worked out this way because I need this bag and everything in it. Well, I don't really need the hair wax in it. My teammate says you can use it for lubrication, but my bike's in pretty good shape. So you can have it if you want. Just tell me where to find the nearest tennis court. It's where? Near the pond? Alright, thanks.
Poll So?
Character: Jackal Kuwahara
Series: The Prince of Tennis
Character Age: 14
Canon: Nuclear explosions? Dinosaurs? In a game of tennis? MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK. In the amazing physics-and-logic-defying world of The Prince of Tennis, summoning tornadoes, going into Super Saiyan mode and grievous injury by 9000 miles-per-hour tennis blasts are nothing more than business as usual. The story follows the exploits of Echizen Ryoma and the rest of team Seigaku as they battle countless rival schools, each stronger than the last, on their long, rocky road toward Total Tennis World Domination.
One such Ridiculously Strong Rival School is Rikkai Jr. High. And in it is a rare breed of (almost) normal in this crazy, dog-eat-dog tennis world: Jackal Kuwahara. The swarthy half-Brazilian is the token Nice Guy in a team of tricksters, samurais and children of god, all full of very special character attributes. Jackal is in fact so nice (read: topped) that he was assigned as team caretaker of their unruly second-year regular, and frequently spends his allowance on his fellow teammates. But don't think this makes him weak; on the courts he is doubles partner to the "genius" Marui Bunta and the defensive iron wall of Rikkai, known as the Man with Four Lungs for his incredible endurance and tenacity. Cross his turf and he will politely greet you with an impassioned "FAIYAAAAH!!" before beating you down with a fierce flurry of tennis volleys.
Sample post:
Yukimura said that it's important to prepare for battle in any scenario under any conditions. But a horror themed camp site... in a swamp... in the dead of winter? Our captain's sure uh, outdone himself this time. How did he even find this place? At least I can be sure they didn't ship me to some unknown foreign country. Let's see here... "Welcome to Camp Fuck You Die! Let's happy but no badtouchy!" Sounds like Japan alright.
Ah - hi, you must be the guide. I'm Jackal, and I'd shake your hand but mine are quite full and you... don't seem to have any. Can you tell me where I could find a Mister Alvin? I'm here for a special training program. Please stop stroking my tennis racquet with your... stump. Yes, I hit balls with it. Asses? No I don't hit - hey what're you doing? Give that back! No it is not a "yaoi paddle"! No you may not give it to Miss Mercy - Marcy? Tell Marcy that I can buy her one - ...eight? Eight of them when I get back to Tokyo, okay? Thank you. I'm sure I can find plenty of that kind of stuff there without her having to steal my racquet for her... her pastime. No I will not get her a blow-up doll too, what do you think I am, a bank? No? More like a "sugar daddy"? Please don't call me that. I only let two of my team members call me that, and you are not one of them.
...Why does my nametag say "Xerxes"? Wait, I think you got the wrong person. I'm a tennis player, not - Marcy's exotic mail-order escort. Look, I don't even wear eyeliner, see? Yes, thank you, can you please take me to -
...You're Mister Alvin? Please tell me that my "special training program" doesn't involve batting acorns. What? In the sky? ...Are those toucans skywriting? "All your base are belong to us". What is this, hundred acre woods gang wars? Whoa watch it! That hole in the ground could've been me! What do these toucans eat, gunpowder? Aww gross now it's zombie parts. Thank god I don't have hair, it would've taken a year to get the smell out - ...that was my guide you just tore up for ammo. You birds are despicable. I will not forgive desecration of the dead, or the undead! "You have no chance to survive make your time"? We'll see about that. You've chosen the wrong guy's turf to cross. You want a stamina battle? I'll show you why they call me the Man with Four Lungs. Prepare to meet the Iron Wall! For great justice - FAIYAAAAAH!
......
Mister Alvin, could you take these to Miss Marcy? I think they'll make a fine feathered headdress for her male escort. And tell her I'm really sorry about the guide.
Poll So?
Character: Fukami Retsu
Series: Jyuken Sentai Gekiranger
Character age: 19
Canon: Geki Jyuken Beast Arts is a martial art of JUSTICE where users harness the power of their soul animals and use it to fight evil and protect people! The five brightest students even receive the power to become Gekirangers to improve their abilities further. That they get to fight in form fitting, color-coded spandex and spout dorky catchphrases isn't the real reason, really! The blue ranger of the group is Fukami Retsu and his catchphrase is a little special. "Technique colors this grand flower! Fantastic technique, GekiBlue!" Yes, he really does say that.
Once a dedicated artist, he appreciates beauty in all its forms, but especially in painting and dance. Seeing a beautiful dance actually reduces him to begging to become the dancer's pupil at one point. He decided to learn Geki Jyuken because it moved people so much and he wanted to know why. With his chosen style of Jaguar-ken (Fist of the Jaguar), Retsu's focus is perfecting his techniques and finding the beauty in every move. He loves anything related to art and beautiful things and is very detail oriented and a lot critical. But he's working on getting a little better about that. His pride and tendency to be judgmental sometimes get in the way but overall he's a very dedicated and hardworking pupil and teammate. He greatly respects and adores all of his masters, no matter how ridiculous they or their sayings ("There is training in sibling rivalry" for example) get, and he loves his teammates even when they drive him up the wall.
Sample post:
If this is how you treat all the ambassadors to your Cooperating Fantastically Ultimate Dance-off martial arts symposium I can tell you why I'm the only one here. Chanting "Lions and tigers and bears, oh my~!" at me for the past hour is not the way to make anyone feel welcome. I'm well acquainted with all three, thank you very much, and none of them have ever made me shriek like that. And stop with the cracks about me "changing my spots;" I'm a Jaguar-ken user. Jaguar-ken, not Leopard-ken. There's a difference! Jaguars are larger and―I am not short. Stop making jokes about my size or I'll. . . have to inform your master of your horrible manners. Don't any of you know how to treat a guest?
Secondly, when you're hosting a symposium, any gathering really, you should make an effort to clean up. Look at all this trash! There's banana-peels and torn out foliage all over the ground. If the latter was to hide the vine-net you probably shouldn't have painted it neon green. It's glowing, literally, and I'm wondering why you would even lay a childish trap like that. To top it all off there's the-I can't even tell what they are anymore- covered in mounds of mold and fungi. That one over there has growths that almost look like fingers. Why is it moving? You even tossed trash all over your welcome sign, not that I can really blame you for wanting to hide it. The lettering is crooked, the colors clash and you didn't even cover up or incorporate those brown splatters. That's it, for the sake of art I will repaint your sign for you. I even brought my paints. Let's see. . .
There, it does look much better with a personal touch. The landscape with flowers covers up the brown splatters nicely. But I've spent enough time painting; we should work on training. I've heard your style is supposed to be a cousin of gorilla-ken, isn't it? I admire your dedication to being as gorilla-like as possible, if not your attention to realism. Who would pick purple for their uniform? So show me. No, don't just flounder around―this? This uncoordinated gyrating and-and―what is this?! Hentai-ken? You can't be serious. Hentai isn't even an animal. This isn't a martial art at all, it's a mockery! Stop fooling with me and―you will not even think of touching me with that. Your 'technique' can't even be called that; it's disgusting. It's nothing compared to a real man's techniques―why are you laughing? Is that a challenge? My technique won't fall before your ugliness! Tagire! Power of the beast. Beast on! Technique colors this grand flower! Fantastic technique, GekiBlue! Now, Hentai-ken users, experience defeat at the hands of justice!
―A-ah. They fled towards that lake? That must be where their master is. Excellent. That solves the problem of finding. . . her. . . This― This is. This technique. Those graceful movements, they must be the movements of a master! The beauty moves me. I've never―! Master! Your beautiful Tentacle-ken, teach it to me. I beg you! This is truly what I've come for. I put myself into your knowledgeable tentacles. Now. Let's dance together!
Poll So?
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Character: Sir Conrart Weller (Conrad)
Series: Kyou Kara Maoh!
Character Age: Around 100, but looks to be about 19-20 as stated in the novels.
Canon: The crack-addled story of Kyou Kara Maoh! revolves around a normal, teenage boy named Yuri who is flushed down a toilet one day by a group of thugs. Waking up in a strange, new world, he finds out that he's actually a Mazoku (demon) and is to be the new Maoh (demon king) of Shinmakoku. Despite all of his protests, Yuri reluctantly takes up the position, treating everything like a real life RPG until he learns more about the world and comes to care about its people. He then does his best to right wrongs and disperse justice throughout the land in often crazy and unintentionally headache-inducing ways.
Conrad is one of Yuri's loyal followers and son of the previous Maoh. With a human father, having mixed blood has given Conrad no small amount of grief. Fortunately, he has an almost uncanny ability to take everything in stride and he does it, oftentimes, with a smile on his face. Don't let that smile fool you, though. Underneath his polite, cheerful, friendly demeanor and subtly skewed sense of humor lays a fierce warrior. Known as the best swordsman in the country, Conrad is a strong, stubborn, and proud person who can even be downright ruthless when the situation calls for it. Willing to do anything, Conrad offers up his body and soul, all for the sake of His Majesty whom he treasures more than life itself.
Sample Post:
I'm glad I finally managed to track His Majesty's whereabouts down to this place, but I must say, I can't remember there being a town called Camp Fuck You Die within the borders of Shinmakoku. Maybe this is part of the human territory? Even if it is, it's still surprising that I haven't come across it until now.
It's a very lively town, in any case. For one that's being run by zombies, it seems to be doing well despite some of the poor living conditions I've noticed. I wonder if calling out "braaaiiiinnnss" and offering body parts is a customary greeting. --Ah, Sir? You can keep your arm. I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need an extra one. Although if you wouldn't mind pointing me in the direction of an inn? I'm new to this town, you see, and I'll be needing a place to stay for the night. Any help would greatly appreciated. ...Through the swamp, past the Caves of Despair, hang a left at the Library of Twilight and it should be at the edge of the forest. All right, I think I've got it. Here's a few coins for your trouble and thank you very much!
...Well, I have to admit I've been in worse places. That library was particularly bad, but at least I was able to find the...gay bar all right. Which really is nothing like an inn at all, unless I managed to take a wrong turn somewhere. And despite the smell, the food they serve here doesn't seem so horrible! The eyes are in fact rather tasty, surprisingly. I'm not quite sure what to say about the entertainment, though. Who knew a zombie cabaret ever existed? I certainly didn't, heh! But it's unfortunate that I wasn't able to learn any useful information after making a sweep of the place. The bartender, as, ah...friendly as he is, was particularly unhelpful as well. Perhaps I can find out something from one of the performers instead.
Excuse me, Sir? I'd like to ask a few questions if you don't mind? I'm looking for a -- what? A lap dance? No, not quite. I'm actually...ah, not looking for someone to take home either. You see -- ahaha, Sir, I'm very flattered. Really! Unfortunately, I'm also very not interested. So if you could please remove yourself and -- no, I'm no stranger to love, but I really must ask that you give me up. I'd only let you down, you see, because my heart belongs solely to my king and my country.
Poll So?
Character: Rio
Series: Jyuken Sentai Gekirangers
Character Age: Rio likely can't age anymore; looks to be in his late teens or early twenties.
Canon: Gekirangers is what happens when you make Power Rangers with an animal motif, shake thoroughly and give everyone and their dog a long, nice catchphrase to say when entering battle. The good school of beast arts GekiJyuKen fights against the formerly destroyed evil RinJyuKen, revived by Confrontation Beast Lion-Fist Rio. RinJyuKen uses Rinrinshi: half-human, half-animal undead martial artists, whose Fist or thematic martial arts all correspond to different animals.
Rio isn't evil, just misunderstood!!1 Initially a student of the good school, he quit in a manner full of death because he sought to have more strength. For Rio, it's all about exorcizing his trauma-filled past by becoming the strongest and most powerful. To that end, he dabbles in such fun, family-friendly activities as reanimating undead and ordering his minions to gather human screams and despair for him. Despite this penchant for violence, Rio rarely ever loses his temper or raises his voice. He's a rather chillaxed kind of evil overlord.
After a few bad decisions, Rio almost turns into the real Big Bad's mindless tool, but he is saved by the power of love (yay!). Rio is now in the mend, doing his part to purge RinJyuKen from the world again. While still quite badass and dignified, he allows himself to smile and even have feelings again!
Sample Post:
This . . . is not the forest where I was taking a walk. I can no longer hear the wolves howling; they all want to know whether I'm headed to my grandmother's house, instead. And when I picked one of the fruits off its tree, the trunk thanked me for buying in Virola's secret, and that my purchase would be 14.56 dollars with taxes. All the signs show that, somehow, I have strayed from the path I chose to atone for my sins. Like this sign in front of me, "YOU ARE ON THE PATH TO EVIL. PATH TO GOOD UNDER CONSTRUCTION." I can't wait for the builders; I will make my own path, even if that means crossing through this forest.
There is something I have to do anyway, and I'm almost on the other side. I can make out, against the sun, the shape of a fast food joint. McVaria's. The screams coming from the inside are suspicious; this is where they've been reanimating the dead--no, it seems I was wrong. The aura, so similar to that of RinJyuKen, is emanating from the graveyard a few paces to the left. I must be hungry, I can usually tell the difference between a cheeseburger and a cold shriveled body.
Ah . . . so it's you that I was looking for. Stay back; I will not fight you yet. An undead who can do nothing but follow the whims of your master, tell me if this used to be your grave. "Here lies Stephan Debussey. Pardon me for not rising." Heh, how witty. However, you are no longer that person. If there were an animal that you felt a special connection to when you were alive, now you might have acquired their corresponding beast arts. Let me look at you. Long ears, big teeth. This is the Ass-Fist discipline. Its students work like mules and profess a total obedience to their masters. As for intelligence--well. They're very obedient.
No one will miss you, so I'll take you down now. As purely fierce as a lion, as powerful as a lion. The one who will obliterate the Evil Dragon, my name is the Black Lion Rio. I'm going to put all my strength into my fists, and . . . Huh. I guess that's over. You were not worthy of being my rival, after all.
Who's next? I've only just started, and I won't rest until I've destroyed every undead in this place!
Poll So?
Character: The Swiss Confederation / Vash Zwingli
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Character Age: Appears to be 18
Canon: Remember all those hours you spent studying history, struggling to recall the dates of each important event? Well then, you're set! Axis Powers Hetalia is a series about anthropomorphized countries, all of them with their own story and representing several different stereotypes. As it tells history in a funny way, never taking itself very seriously, Hetalia is a canon that will make you giggle that much more when you think that a certain someone can see Russia from their house.
Just like the nation he represents, Switzerland is a bit of a recluse, preferring to stay on his own and avoid dealing with the other countries too much. Although he's a neutral nation and has an image of being peaceful, he actually is very quick to shoot at whoever steps in his territory without permission, allies and axis alike. Not to mention he is actually the biggest producer of guns in the world, and has the biggest military strength; you can't really be neutral without proper strength, after all. A bit of a cheapskate, he believes that "frugality is the highest of virtues" and will eat out with former enemies in order to save money on food. He can get quite grumpy at times and is quick to anger, but he generally keeps his cool and appears as a proper, very serious young man. He has no problem in stating his opinions, and makes no effort to hide his disdain if he doesn't like someone. Overall, he is someone you wouldn't like to mess with, unless you happen to be Liechtenstein, his beloved little sister.
Sample Post:
This place needs radical changes. First of all, it's unthinkable to open a camp in a swamp; whoever had that idea probably needs to be taught a lesson. Although the price for this piece of disgusting hell you call "territory" was probably low enough, even when saving money it's important to keep in mind what would give good results and what wouldn't. After all, it can't be a good deal if you have to replace your product after just a little while, and I believe that if they've got brains, the campers in here probably have already complained enough to make you consider moving this camp somewhere else, Miss Sayre. I actually heard that many were thinking of moving to a place called "inksome", after a suspicious cut on employees.
Whatever the case, the campers' complaints and the horrible location of this camp are far from the only issues. Did you take a look at the staff at all? That's hardly what I'd call proper! It's absolutely unacceptable that the task of waking people is up to gorillas, let alone purple gorillas. I don't particularly care about everyone else, but I absolutely refuse to have to deal with them-- a simple alarm clock should do instead. Since I can't really trust the quality of yours, I'll just import one from home; we're experts in that field, after all. Anyway, I'm asking that you order your gorillas to stay away from me, and you have my word that if one of those unsightly animals gets ten centimeters too close, I won't hesitate to shoot them down. Understood? Good!
And while we're on that subject, I might as well let you know that this camp is hardly militarized at all. Those zombies might be frightening at first, but in the end, they're hardly worth a fight! It's ridiculously easy to take them down, especially given the fact that they're already rotting, and being undead is not a good enough excuse. If someone were to start a war, they'd be completely useless in defending this place, and that'd lead to unfortunate consequences. I refuse to spend time in a place where defense isn't even taken into consideration.
Oh, so there's a barrier around the whole camp? That's still not a good enough defense! People might still want to invade your territory, as horrible as it is. Maybe you don't care about outsiders, but I do, and it doesn't matter if you say people from the inside can't leave anymore, that wouldn't stop an invasion. Considering your efficiency seems to be that low, should it ever happen, I'll just take care of it by myself. Since it seems nobody wants to get near the lake, I'll claim that area as the 27th Canton of the Swiss Confederation. Considering everyone seems to be so impossibly scared by it, I guess I can use the monster there for military tactics-- it should be enough defense if I ever run out of ammunition. It's not like I have an infinite amount, after all.
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Character: Kirihara Akaya
Series: Prince Of Tennis
Age: 13
Canon: Kirihara Akaya a brat in the team we like to call Rikkaidai. This team is a tennis team. This tennis team is filled with individuals who have tennis moves from hell. Ones that can bend gravity and time. Ones that can create world destruction and bring back the dinosaurs. So where's the tennis in all this? It's inside of our hearts, people. It's within the courts, where each team fights to bring home victory, glory and (for Kirihara) BLOOD. Not only do they fight for all this, they also tell a story of hard work and determination. Sweat and balls. Let's go to the nationals, let's go, let's go RIKKAIDAI!
Kirihara Akaya is Rikkaidai's second year ace because he's thie youngest, but he's also UTTERLY FRIKKEN CRAZY; he has this thing where his eyes turn all bloodshot when the pressure comes acomin. He also has a very violent play style, which is usually used to cause injury to the opposing player. This is because he originally went to Rikkaidai to conquer, but instead he got conquered and owned up the butt. This led to him taking that loss out on other hapless tennis players. Not only that, but he can also go onto super attack mode wherein he turns into the bogeymen of all tennis players. White hair. Red skin. Total Grudge material.
Sample Entry:
Oi, oi! Hands off that bag! I don't want any of you dawn of the dead rejects to go anywhere near it, okay? No, it isn't a brain. Maybe it looks like one to you because your eyes suck, but so do raisins and your grandma. But this here? This is what you call a survival pack; it has everything I need. Hey! I said this isn't yours! I came here to train and make my senpais buy me food. I'm a growing boy, you know. You think an ace like me can survive on just vegetables alone? I said quit it! You can't have my bag-- stop trying to take it! Che! I warned you. That's what you get. A tennis ball in the eye! That's your new eye. I hope you can see out of it, you piece of shit. Your old one sucked anyway.
Wait. You want my bag that bad? Just my bag? Not the stuff inside it? Fine, then try and take it from me! Let's have a tennis match, okay? . . . I guess my tennis ball falling out of your head is a yes. Okay now we need a net. Hey, you gorillas! I saw this on the discovery channel once; form a net here and don't move an inch otherwise we won't be able to keep score.
Ready? Alright! I'll even give you my nintendo DS if you can score more than a point off me. What? Don't tell me I'm not a match for you! I'm Rikkaidai's second year a-- you leave my hair out of this! It's not seaweed hair! You know what? I'm just going to serve first. Take this! Knuckle Serve! . . . you dumb gorilla, you weren't supposed to catch the ball in your head; you were supposed to be part of the net! Whatever. Oi, zombie rejects! How about those brains, huh? Want those instead? Take those and we'll call it a deal, okay? Okay!
Hey are you that gorilla's friend? Yeah, my serve's not really meant to make fast food for the undead, but he was pretty much asking for it. Seriously, who's stupid enough to let a ball crack open their skull? Hell if I know. Still, it's a good thing it worked out this way because I need this bag and everything in it. Well, I don't really need the hair wax in it. My teammate says you can use it for lubrication, but my bike's in pretty good shape. So you can have it if you want. Just tell me where to find the nearest tennis court. It's where? Near the pond? Alright, thanks.
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Character: Jackal Kuwahara
Series: The Prince of Tennis
Character Age: 14
Canon: Nuclear explosions? Dinosaurs? In a game of tennis? MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK. In the amazing physics-and-logic-defying world of The Prince of Tennis, summoning tornadoes, going into Super Saiyan mode and grievous injury by 9000 miles-per-hour tennis blasts are nothing more than business as usual. The story follows the exploits of Echizen Ryoma and the rest of team Seigaku as they battle countless rival schools, each stronger than the last, on their long, rocky road toward Total Tennis World Domination.
One such Ridiculously Strong Rival School is Rikkai Jr. High. And in it is a rare breed of (almost) normal in this crazy, dog-eat-dog tennis world: Jackal Kuwahara. The swarthy half-Brazilian is the token Nice Guy in a team of tricksters, samurais and children of god, all full of very special character attributes. Jackal is in fact so nice (read: topped) that he was assigned as team caretaker of their unruly second-year regular, and frequently spends his allowance on his fellow teammates. But don't think this makes him weak; on the courts he is doubles partner to the "genius" Marui Bunta and the defensive iron wall of Rikkai, known as the Man with Four Lungs for his incredible endurance and tenacity. Cross his turf and he will politely greet you with an impassioned "FAIYAAAAH!!" before beating you down with a fierce flurry of tennis volleys.
Sample post:
Yukimura said that it's important to prepare for battle in any scenario under any conditions. But a horror themed camp site... in a swamp... in the dead of winter? Our captain's sure uh, outdone himself this time. How did he even find this place? At least I can be sure they didn't ship me to some unknown foreign country. Let's see here... "Welcome to Camp Fuck You Die! Let's happy but no badtouchy!" Sounds like Japan alright.
Ah - hi, you must be the guide. I'm Jackal, and I'd shake your hand but mine are quite full and you... don't seem to have any. Can you tell me where I could find a Mister Alvin? I'm here for a special training program. Please stop stroking my tennis racquet with your... stump. Yes, I hit balls with it. Asses? No I don't hit - hey what're you doing? Give that back! No it is not a "yaoi paddle"! No you may not give it to Miss Mercy - Marcy? Tell Marcy that I can buy her one - ...eight? Eight of them when I get back to Tokyo, okay? Thank you. I'm sure I can find plenty of that kind of stuff there without her having to steal my racquet for her... her pastime. No I will not get her a blow-up doll too, what do you think I am, a bank? No? More like a "sugar daddy"? Please don't call me that. I only let two of my team members call me that, and you are not one of them.
...Why does my nametag say "Xerxes"? Wait, I think you got the wrong person. I'm a tennis player, not - Marcy's exotic mail-order escort. Look, I don't even wear eyeliner, see? Yes, thank you, can you please take me to -
...You're Mister Alvin? Please tell me that my "special training program" doesn't involve batting acorns. What? In the sky? ...Are those toucans skywriting? "All your base are belong to us". What is this, hundred acre woods gang wars? Whoa watch it! That hole in the ground could've been me! What do these toucans eat, gunpowder? Aww gross now it's zombie parts. Thank god I don't have hair, it would've taken a year to get the smell out - ...that was my guide you just tore up for ammo. You birds are despicable. I will not forgive desecration of the dead, or the undead! "You have no chance to survive make your time"? We'll see about that. You've chosen the wrong guy's turf to cross. You want a stamina battle? I'll show you why they call me the Man with Four Lungs. Prepare to meet the Iron Wall! For great justice - FAIYAAAAAH!
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Mister Alvin, could you take these to Miss Marcy? I think they'll make a fine feathered headdress for her male escort. And tell her I'm really sorry about the guide.
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Character: Fukami Retsu
Series: Jyuken Sentai Gekiranger
Character age: 19
Canon: Geki Jyuken Beast Arts is a martial art of JUSTICE where users harness the power of their soul animals and use it to fight evil and protect people! The five brightest students even receive the power to become Gekirangers to improve their abilities further. That they get to fight in form fitting, color-coded spandex and spout dorky catchphrases isn't the real reason, really! The blue ranger of the group is Fukami Retsu and his catchphrase is a little special. "Technique colors this grand flower! Fantastic technique, GekiBlue!" Yes, he really does say that.
Once a dedicated artist, he appreciates beauty in all its forms, but especially in painting and dance. Seeing a beautiful dance actually reduces him to begging to become the dancer's pupil at one point. He decided to learn Geki Jyuken because it moved people so much and he wanted to know why. With his chosen style of Jaguar-ken (Fist of the Jaguar), Retsu's focus is perfecting his techniques and finding the beauty in every move. He loves anything related to art and beautiful things and is very detail oriented and a lot critical. But he's working on getting a little better about that. His pride and tendency to be judgmental sometimes get in the way but overall he's a very dedicated and hardworking pupil and teammate. He greatly respects and adores all of his masters, no matter how ridiculous they or their sayings ("There is training in sibling rivalry" for example) get, and he loves his teammates even when they drive him up the wall.
Sample post:
If this is how you treat all the ambassadors to your Cooperating Fantastically Ultimate Dance-off martial arts symposium I can tell you why I'm the only one here. Chanting "Lions and tigers and bears, oh my~!" at me for the past hour is not the way to make anyone feel welcome. I'm well acquainted with all three, thank you very much, and none of them have ever made me shriek like that. And stop with the cracks about me "changing my spots;" I'm a Jaguar-ken user. Jaguar-ken, not Leopard-ken. There's a difference! Jaguars are larger and―I am not short. Stop making jokes about my size or I'll. . . have to inform your master of your horrible manners. Don't any of you know how to treat a guest?
Secondly, when you're hosting a symposium, any gathering really, you should make an effort to clean up. Look at all this trash! There's banana-peels and torn out foliage all over the ground. If the latter was to hide the vine-net you probably shouldn't have painted it neon green. It's glowing, literally, and I'm wondering why you would even lay a childish trap like that. To top it all off there's the-I can't even tell what they are anymore- covered in mounds of mold and fungi. That one over there has growths that almost look like fingers. Why is it moving? You even tossed trash all over your welcome sign, not that I can really blame you for wanting to hide it. The lettering is crooked, the colors clash and you didn't even cover up or incorporate those brown splatters. That's it, for the sake of art I will repaint your sign for you. I even brought my paints. Let's see. . .
There, it does look much better with a personal touch. The landscape with flowers covers up the brown splatters nicely. But I've spent enough time painting; we should work on training. I've heard your style is supposed to be a cousin of gorilla-ken, isn't it? I admire your dedication to being as gorilla-like as possible, if not your attention to realism. Who would pick purple for their uniform? So show me. No, don't just flounder around―this? This uncoordinated gyrating and-and―what is this?! Hentai-ken? You can't be serious. Hentai isn't even an animal. This isn't a martial art at all, it's a mockery! Stop fooling with me and―you will not even think of touching me with that. Your 'technique' can't even be called that; it's disgusting. It's nothing compared to a real man's techniques―why are you laughing? Is that a challenge? My technique won't fall before your ugliness! Tagire! Power of the beast. Beast on! Technique colors this grand flower! Fantastic technique, GekiBlue! Now, Hentai-ken users, experience defeat at the hands of justice!
―A-ah. They fled towards that lake? That must be where their master is. Excellent. That solves the problem of finding. . . her. . . This― This is. This technique. Those graceful movements, they must be the movements of a master! The beauty moves me. I've never―! Master! Your beautiful Tentacle-ken, teach it to me. I beg you! This is truly what I've come for. I put myself into your knowledgeable tentacles. Now. Let's dance together!
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