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Character: Kirima Nagi
Series: Boogiepop
Character Age: 17-18
Canon: There is an urban legend about a shinigami that can release people from the pain they may be suffering. This 'Angel of Death' has a name - Boogiepop. What's more, the legend is true. Boogiepop is real. When a rash of disappearances involving female students breaks out at Shinyo Academy, the police and faculty assume the girls have run away. But Kirima Nagi knows better. Something mysterious and foul is afoot. Is it Boogiepop or something more sinister?
Kirima Nagi is called the Fire Witch among her Shinyo peers. A loner known for truancy and troublemaking, Nagi spends more time out investigating the strange goings-on related and unrelated to Boogiepop than she does in class. She is gifted both physically and intellectually, and fueled by guilt over her father's death years earlier, she sees herself as a defender of justice destined to protect the world when needed. It's not uncommon to find her hunting down students she suspects of being maneaters, uncovering the truth behind incidents involving the secret Towa Organization, battling synthetic humans with special 'evolved' abilities, dissecting dead crows, and investigating electromagnetic interference and strange pillars of light around the city. Despite her bad rep, Nagi is a caring girl who distances herself from others under the belief she is too dangerous for them to associate with. As time goes on she starts to open up and reach out, but she's still the same kick-ass girl with a hefty messianic complex she's always been.
Sample Post:
Thank you in advance for your cooperation, Mr. Toucan. I had wanted to keep as few individuals involved as possible, but you and your kind came highly recommended by the moogles. During my investigation it turned out they had insufficient information to meet my needs. So long as you give me the facts I need and don't act out of line, I won't put you in a cage and keep you there till you talk.
"Who are the deceased that go on to become the zombies that infest this place?" That is the question. Records show that the number of deaths where the subject did not save data with the moogles beforehand is vastly overshadowed by the number of zombies. In addition I've learned the moogles have not always been at this encampment for that or other purposes, and I found virtually no documentation anywhere about the fates of those who die prior to their arrival.
I considered the possibility that the zombies were created through a method other than reviving the dead or infecting live subjects by open wounds, bites, viruses, that kind of thing. Knowing the Towa Organization, they could be involved somehow. Tell me if that name means anything to you. The problem is, it's really hard to tell without proper clues. I captured and performed autopsies on a number of undead specimens--at least thirty-five--to look for possible causes of death or zombification. I assure you the task was . . . perhaps the most challenging and disgusting endeavor I've undertaken in that area. Getting rotted flesh stains out of leather won't be easy. The results were far too varied and patternless. On top of that, many animated corpses showed signs of advanced decay far beyond simply being detrimental to their own mobility, yet seemed unhindered by that. This leads me to believe that special powers may be involved, to fortify the already decayed flesh and bone. Another reason to suspect Towa's involvement.
But you can't create zombies out of nothing. Bodies must be acquired first. The source of raw material for these zombies can't largely be the 'camper' and 'counselor' population. The numbers don't reflect that. So tell me, Mr. Toucan, what were the circumstances that led up to so many people becoming zombies? On top of that, where did they come from? Who's behind the secret lab that until recently, housed those advanced super zombies? My first run-in with any zombies here was with a stray one of those. It must have survived the mass bombing not too long ago. I could hardly believe how many hits with my stun-rod it took.
. . . No. No crackers until you give me some answers. Being a good listener is not enough to earn you brownie points.
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Character: Soul Eater
Series: Soul Eater
Character Age: ~14
Canon: In the world of Soul Eater, certain humans have the power to transform into living weapons that can eat human souls. They, along with those who can wield them, are taught at Shibusen, a school run by the god of death and taught by mad scientists and zombies. Shibusen students must study hard, work together to match their soul wavelengths, and fight evil in extracurricular assignments. While they deal with any threats to the peace that arise (such as creatures made of concentrated insanity), they have one major goal: to reap 99 souls of corrupted humans and one soul of a witch. If a weapon/wielder team manages to meet this quota, the weapon can become a Death Scythe - a somewhat misleading title given to the most powerful weapons that exist, whether or not they take the form of a scythe.
The character Soul Eater is a scythe, but he's not a Death Scythe - yet. While Soul is determined to become the world's strongest Death Scythe and has his fair share of shounen retardation, Soul does know a terrible idea when he sees it, can't actually fight very well on his own, and values his wielder Maka's safety over anything else. In contrast to Maka's earnest determination, Soul is laid-back, cynical, and always tries to stay cool - although sometimes that's difficult, as he is neither as suave and worldly nor as powerful as he'd like. But Soul nevertheless appreciates the small things in life, and has a particular affection for music. In fact, the inner representation of his soul is a dark room with occasional jazz... and a grand piano, which Soul will play if the situation calls for it, despite being reluctant to display his musical talents in the real world.
Sample Post:
Where did that idiot Maka go? This was supposed to be a cool assignment, how could she just run off and leave her partner like that? I'm not going to have any sympathy if she gets herself in trouble. ...Ch, I sound like someone's old aunt. Like I think she's gonna get pregnant or something instead of just run headfirst into a fight without thinking again.
Haaa, or maybe get heatstroke. I can't keep running around randomly in this kind of humidity. Hm? Are there some people down there? Looks like a party. Oi! ...Man, you guys smell horrible! C'mon, I know zombies can keep themselves preserved better than that, especially if it's for a special occasion. "The sweet perfume of death" is just an expression, you know. He is pretty weird, but I don't think he has a particular perfume that anyone would want to copy, heh.
And what's up with this music? I can see you guys are, uh, enthusiastic, and everyone should totally celebrate in their own style. But if you're going to dance around until your limbs fall off, you might like something more upbeat than a funeral dirge. Right now you just look crazy. ...You guys aren't crazy, right? You haven't really said much, but that's fine on its own, and I don't think you're who we're supposed to be after. You better not be, 'cause I'll kick your asses by myself!
Wha-- hey! Let go of-- Look, I won't kick your asses if I don't need to, but I should get going now. I don't really like parties. I appreciate the thought, but... man, that's a lot of records you've got there. If you had all those, why were you playing the funeral dirge to start with? Irony? ...Wait, are you serious? "Dead Man's Party," "Dead," "The Living Dead," "Exquisite Dead Guy" - these are all zombie themed! That's, uh, an interesting choice, but I think it's a bit over the top to be cool. You guys've got worse musical sense than Maka. And why do you have all those instruments over there if no one's going to play them? That piano... No! I already said, I need to get going. I'm not playing for you. No, n-not even if you take... what's left of your shirt off. Augh, stop it, there's nothing there I want to see!
What the hell. None of this - not the records, your dancing, or the weather - none of it is cool at all!
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Character: Ekaterina Kurae, also known as Katja the Puppeteer of Copper
Series: Seikon no Qwaser
Character Age: Around ten years old.
Canon: Ah, the grand tale of a bunch of Russian Orthodox kids out to find a special religious painting stashed in a cave somewhere in Japan. These kids are called Qwasers, and they have the power to control various elements from the periodic table, making for lots of fighting, angry faces, and random fanservice. To make matters even more absurd, these Qwasers must suck on breasts in a bizarre yet risque take on the Virgin Mary breastfeeding Jesus in order to absorb the "soma" from girls, just so they can be able to use their elemental powers in the first place!
Katja is a young girl from Russia who enjoys such things as dressing in goth-loli clothes, pretending to be cute and harmless, and training S&M slave Japanese schoolgirls to call her Queen and produce soma for her assorted needs. You see, Katja is the Qwaser in charge of copper, and she really enjoys using her powers, whether she's ripping all the copper wiring out of a building with her mind or manipulating the human-sized copper puppet she calls Mother to molest her latest human toy. And to think -- she's technically one of the good guys!
Sample Post:
Oh, thank you, miss! I was so scared! I was on my way to the lacy bloomer viewing party at the underwear tree, and then there were all those hulking gorilla-men acting naughty, and scaring those lopsided gray women, and I just didn't know what to do! I-I didn't even know it was possible for people to be so scared that you'd fall to bits, but they did! It was so scary! There were even toucans going on and on about how the copper-tops make even granny panties keep on going and going and going. I nearly fainted before you arrived to save the day.
No, I'm fine now, but it was a good thing you came to save me from their lewd display. Why, those men really looked like there were about to take advantage of a young maiden like myself! I really can't thank you enough for your help, and if it's not too much trouble, could you branch out to help me a second time? I wouldn't want to get lost again. I've really been looking forward to the viewing, and it would be a pity to miss it, even if those perverts from earlier wanted to grab my undergarments instead! They even said something about clothes wearing me in Soviet Russia, but that didn't make any sense at all. Um. Maybe you could help me find the viewing party? There were supposed to be instructions on how to get there, but my brochure for the event is all muddy and I'm not very good at walking through swamps.
But you know, it occurs to me that you're hiding something. You've been fawning over me ever since you found me, and I know that girls just want to have fun, but you're blushing as bright as the feathers on those toucans over there, and you look downright giddy. Why don't you admit it? You wanted me for yourself! How very brazen of you. Confess that you're a pervert, and I might even let you have a peek at just what you're missing! I'll even let you touch my special panties if you call me Queen~ ♥ Don't you have anything to say for yourself? How boring can you get? Why, you really should be ashamed of yourself for being such a pervert! Do you understand the position you are in? Do you think you even have the right to do anything more than kiss my boots? You should realize you'll be following my orders from now on, so shape up!
A nosebleed already? No proper young lady would just start flashing random strangers without warning! And just where do you think you're touching? Mother, Mother! Someone is trying to harass your precious Katja! Surely something like this cannot go unpunished, so why don't you show this charming young lady the value of a mother's touch? ♥
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Character: Ducky
Series: The Land Before Time
Character Age: Baby dinosaur! Less than a year old.
Canon: In a somewhat alternate version of prehistoric time, things are not going well for the dinosaurs. A drought and a horrible earthquake have left many families destroyed. Their one hope for survival is a legendary paradise known only as the Great Valley: a land of peace and calm, with as many tree stars as they could wish for. A group of baby dinosaurs, all of different species, band together in search of this place. They face many obstacles, from the Sharptooth (T-Rex) to speciesism. But they hold on together, and their dreams never die; they see it through.
Ducky is one said baaaaby dinosaur. She's called a Bigmouth (Parasaurolophus), which is appropriate, because she is very much a talker. Despite this, her use of language leaves something to be desired as she frequently repeats herself, misuses tenses, and neglects contractions. She is very outgoing and curious, with an optimistic attitude towards most things; sympathetic, kind, and perhaps a bit overly trusting of others, she accepts everyone for who they are, and often plays the role of peacemaker between her friends. Even for her age she's extremely innocent about most things. If there is a baby baby dinosaur of the group, she is it.
Sample Post:
What kind of place is this? I do not understand! I was playing like always, but then I falled down a biiiiiiiig rock and I was here! I was there, and now I am here. How can that be? This place is not like the Great Valley. Not like it at all. But it is okay! I cannot be that far from home. I'm sure it is close. It must be, it must! And there is green food and water, so I will not be hungry, or thirsty. Lots of water, lots and lots! I am getting thirsty just looking. . .
Ohhh, what is that? Hello? There is something in the water! Hmmmm? A shiny something! It would not hurt to look, right? Would it? I will look very quick to see what I sawed, and then I will go and find my way home. I will. Qui~ckly~ qui~ckly~
Euck, this tastes funny! Not for drinking at all. . . Where did the shiny thing go? I know it's here! Helloooo shiny thing! HELLO HELL-- eek! I did not see you there! You scared me! You are BIG, yes you are! I have never seen someone like you before, but you do not look scary to me. What is your name? Huh? Helloooo. . . ? I said, What is your name? Do you not talk? Huh? Huh? Maybe you cannot. Hmmm. But if you cannot talk, how do I know what you are called? We are going to be friends, and if we are going to be friends I will need to know what to call you. If you could talk, you could call me Ducky. That is my name, yep, yep, yep! I'm a Bigmouth. Because I have a big mouth, seeeeee? You have many legs, so I will call you Leggy! Hello, Leggy! Do you want to play a game? Huh? Huh? Do you? It will be fun.
. . . Really?? It that a yes? Is it? Yay! The game that we are going to plHEY. No touching! I did not say to start why a-are you-- EE! Hee! That feels funny! Your legs are very squishy, Leggy. And t-tickly! Very, very tickly. And I am very, very ticklish! I am, I am! Are you? Is this the game you want to play? If you want to play this game you have to follow the-- stop, stop! You are not playing fair. Do not do that. You cannot start early, no no. There are rules! You have to say "GO" first, then you start. It's easy! We fo~llow the rules~ if we want to play the game~ or else we'll mess it up~ and it won't be the same~ See? See? Heehee. It is a song! Do you understand? If you tickle me, I'm going to tickle you back! That is one of the rules! You do not want to lose the game, do you? We do not want to have to stop because you just lost the game! That would be no fun, we do not want that. But you know now, so we can play! We can start-- and look, there is so much of you to tickle! Yes, you are so big and I am so small, but do not worry. I am fast. I swim aaaall the time, it is what Bigmouths do! I can keep up, I can. Yep, yep, yep!
Heeey, why are you laughing? What is so funny? Do you not believe me? Huh? Huh? You are laughing at me? You do not think I can keep up? Just because I am smaller than you, that does not mean you should laugh! It is not nice. Not nice at all. I am going to be big someday too! Much bigger than I am now. But oh, it is okay to be small. That is how it is. So, so do not laugh! Size is not everything. It is not size that matters.
I said, do not laugh! Leggy! You know, you are not even that big! You are not. Nope, nope, nope. I do not want to be mean, but I have seen bigger.
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Character: Laon
Series: Laon
Age: 999, looks middle-school aged
Canon: To put it cutely, Laon is the story of a poor little kumiho, the Korean version of a nine-tailed fox, that lost its tails just before reaching godhood and now travels Korea looking for them. To put it honestly, Laon is the story of an underaged genderbender named Laon who abuses the laws of nature, physics, and unsuspecting reporters while hunting down its missing tails. Skimming the lines of a horror manhwa, Laon has baby eating, molesting adults in the mouth, and licking children all rolled into one not-so-kid-friendly package. Then again, considering the one doing all these things looks to be about twelve years old, maybe it's not so adult friendly either.
Laon him... her... itself has the mentality, vocabulary, and the attention span of a grade schooler in desperate need of Ritalin, though thankfully with a lot less talking. When there's so much in the world to explore, Laon is more inclined to give short and quick responses before bounding off to its next adventure/source of food. With an "act first, think never" way of life, Laon's typically got its claws elbow-deep in trouble before anyone realizes there was trouble to be had in the first place, with all the entitlement of a spoiled brat to boot. Even though Laon's a fox spirit, its curiosity about everything, attraction to shiny new things, and a seemingly constant hunger give it more of a hyperactive puppy-like personality. A hyperactive puppy that can and will disembowel you if you rub its fur the wrong way, but a puppy nonetheless.
Sample Entry:
Eugh... this one tastes bad too. All of them taste bad!
They should have tasted better. Like the bag of sweet round things- he said it was candy?- I ate before with lots of different colors and different tastes. These humans had different colors just like them, green and brown and black. So they should have tasted differently, like sour and sweet and spicy, but every single one of them had that same rotten taste. I even tried eating them by the handful like I did with the candy, but they hit me and took their hands back. They all tasted bad anyway... but maybe I should go back. Those colored humans didn't care if I ate, as long as I didn't eat the heads. They wanted those for themselves, even though I told them that the brains aren't that good to eat. But then I could have eaten everything else. Like all the extra body parts they had. The extra fingers and toes; they don't notice them falling off anyway so they won't notice me eating them either. With all the pieces that fell off I'd be full for a long time~!
But they already went away and I'm hungry again... nnngh I want the man with the candy back. He had so many different kinds in his white car and he said he'd give me as many as I wanted if I went with him to a place where we could do fun things together. And all I had to do was let him eat me a little when we got there. He didn't say "eat" but from what he told me it was a lot like eating. But why bother eating something if you're not going to eat the whole thing? He agreed with me when I told him, so he's not dumb. But he seemed like a good guy; I asked him if I could eat him first before we went and he said yes. That's what a nice guy is like, right?
He turned out to be a liar though. He ran away right after I took one bite and even took the rest of the candy with him. I didn't even get to try the ones he said would make me feel so good I'd want to go to sleep. I wanted those ones the most! When I find him I'll catch him and eat his liv-
Ooh, I smell something. Something smells good around here, where is it coming from... Here. It's under this glowing water. Something covered in the smell of others, something that's old and experienced and nothing like what I've smelled before. --I've got you! Eeehehe, you're so big and wet and smell so good~ No one's told you that before? I'm telling you now then, you smell really good. And youf tasth dericios foo-
--Hey come back! What's a first date and why can't I taste you on one? Waaait, I'm not done licking you yet!
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Applicant #1
Character: Utena Tenjou
Series: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Character Age: 14
Canon: What happens when classic fairytales and Jungian psychology get drunk on Gnostic allegory, stumble to bed, and have the prettiest postmodern baby you've ever seen? The answer: Revolutionary Girl Utena, the story of a girl who wants to be a prince, and the various headcases who stand in her way. In Ohtori Academy, a select group of students participate in subtext-laden duels against each other for the Rose Bride, Anthy Himemiya - whose engaged Duelist may gain the power to revolutionize the world. It's a coming-of-age story with swords, lesbians, and more symbolism than you can shake Sigmund Freud at.
When Utena Tenjou was just a little girl mourning the death of her parents, she was visited by a prince who gave her a ring, telling her never to lose her nobility. Utena took this advice to heart - deciding to become a noble prince who saves princesses. As a student at Ohtori Academy, Utena has been pursuing that goal for a long time; tomboyish, straightforward, and very individualistic, she remains a loyal and noble friend. Originally stumbling into the duels just to get revenge for a snubbed friend, she finds herself neck-deep in it when she wins her first duel and becomes Anthy's new "fiancee". Utena is unimpressed by the dueling system, and particularly by the role of Rose Bride: she wants to save Anthy, and seeks her friendship rather than her power. Naive and headstrong, Utena is still a good-natured girl and fiercely loyal to those she cares about; and when she's set on something, she'll see it through to the end.
Note: At the beginning of each duel, Utena pulls a sword from Anthy's chest and asks for "the power to bring the world revolution".
Sample Post:
Hey, Himemiya! Himemiya?!
Geez... what's going on here? I was sure I saw Himemiya going this way, but now... Is this even part of the school? I know this is a pretty weird campus, but a swamp? When did we get a swamp? And I know I've never seen any of those... tentacle things around before. Man, just when I was sure I'd seen everything in this school... I guess there's always something new. Ah, hold on, is that a sign? "Welcome to Camp F..." er. Okay, so it's not part of the school after all. But then, how did I manage to wander into a summer camp? I guess I'm the one who's lost...
Ahh, I wonder if Himemiya's even here after all... it doesn't seem like the kind of place she'd like, but who knows? There are a lot of animals here. Maybe she'd like it after all... heh, is that a gorilla? It's bright purple! Haha, how cute, it's playing with that little white bear thing! I'll definitely have to tell Himemiya about this place, when I get back to campus. Even if it's a mess, it's not so bad. Maybe she could even grow roses here. Even just with all the animals, I bet she'd really... hey-- Hey! What are you doing?! That's not playing-- Put him down!
You should be ashamed of yourself! Look how small he is! If you're going to pick a fight, why not pick on someone your own size?! ... Well, yeah, I guess that does include me. So just what are you going to do about it? I promise you, I can take you out any day-- whoa, hey, where did you get that sword all of a sudden? A duel? You want to make this another stupid duel? Fine, if that's how you want to play it. Just show me where I can get a sword, and I'll show you what happens to bullies like you. ...Behind me?
AAUGH! HIMEMI-- y-you're not, okay, you're not Himemiya. Whew... Y-you surprised me for a second, wearing that dress... It's kind of impressive, actually, how you've even got that trick sword in your-- oh my god! Is that a real sword in your actual chest?! Are you okay, doesn't that hurt?! God, no wonder you look so-- well, okay, for a dead person you're actually looking pretty good. Is that the sword I'm supposed to use? And taking it out won't... kill you more? All right, all right, if you're sure. You're a little decayed for a Rose Bride, but... well, here goes!
Grant me the power to bring the camp revolution!
Applicant #2
Character: Utena Tenjou
Series: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Age: 14
Canon: There was once a little princess who felt lost and alone in the world and wanted nothing more than to disappear. As in all good fairy tales, a prince came to her rescue. However, rather than living happily ever after together, the princess decided she would become a prince herself. Many years later, following her noble dream, Utena finds herself at a school where her ring is more than just a reminder of the prince who changed her life, but an invitation to a world of magic swords, duels and an ongoing battle to revolutionize the world.
Utena stands out among her class, and not just for her boys' uniform; she can be very outspoken on her opinions of what is right. Her intentions are noble, however, as she is constantly working toward her goal of becoming a prince. Occasionally she can be innocent about what's going on around her, especially when she would rather believe the best about the people involved. Utena only wants to protect people in need, and will go to great lengths to see that no one gets away with hurting those closest to her.
Sample Entry:
This is how our class gets a look at 'America the Beautiful'. In a swamp in the middle of nowhere. We’ve visited some strange places on the class trip so far, but this one has to be the weirdest. I can't quite see the point of coming to ‘a typical cursed American summer camp'. So far it's just been trees, mud and the odd toucan. This information packet they gave us when we arrived wasn’t exactly useful either. I don't really expect much from it when it says "written by Harry P. Ness". And I have to say, the picture on the cover really doesn't do the lake justice. It must be hard to capture the eeriness of that glow with a photo.
Wow, there is a whole section of warnings in this packet. Now at least I know to be on the lookout for traps. This almost looks like a joke. Do people really live in a place with this many restrictions? Banning Hitler and scrunchies I can understand, but no sugar? That sounds kind of severe. I wonder why the campers and counselors don't just revolt. Wait, on the back it says there is a Miss Elizabeth Sayre here in camp who could use some serious help. What? Someone should really do something about that! Are there no princes here? Geez.
I can't just let this call go unanswered. Any woman in need of that much help is like a princess with no prince. If no one here is willing to give Princess Sayre the help she needs, then I will have to. As soon as I figure out where I am. Why couldn't they include a map with this thing? I can't help someone I can't find. Hey! Over here! How do you get a zombie's attention? Braaaaaains! Wow... that worked better than I thought it would. Sorry to bother you, but which way is it to the main camp? Thanks! You're a prince. Well not a real prince, or Miss Sayre wouldn't still be in trouble, would she?
You know, this place really could use another prince or two looking after it. All it takes is a noble heart, strong goals and maybe a little more personal hygene. But really, no matter how you look, it's not too late for you to get a fresh start as an actual prince. It might take some effort on your part, but I promise it's worth it. Before you know it, you will be a brand new fresh prince!
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Character: Kirima Nagi
Series: Boogiepop
Character Age: 17-18
Canon: There is an urban legend about a shinigami that can release people from the pain they may be suffering. This 'Angel of Death' has a name - Boogiepop. What's more, the legend is true. Boogiepop is real. When a rash of disappearances involving female students breaks out at Shinyo Academy, the police and faculty assume the girls have run away. But Kirima Nagi knows better. Something mysterious and foul is afoot. Is it Boogiepop or something more sinister?
Kirima Nagi is called the Fire Witch among her Shinyo peers. A loner known for truancy and troublemaking, Nagi spends more time out investigating the strange goings-on related and unrelated to Boogiepop than she does in class. She is gifted both physically and intellectually, and fueled by guilt over her father's death years earlier, she sees herself as a defender of justice destined to protect the world when needed. It's not uncommon to find her hunting down students she suspects of being maneaters, uncovering the truth behind incidents involving the secret Towa Organization, battling synthetic humans with special 'evolved' abilities, dissecting dead crows, and investigating electromagnetic interference and strange pillars of light around the city. Despite her bad rep, Nagi is a caring girl who distances herself from others under the belief she is too dangerous for them to associate with. As time goes on she starts to open up and reach out, but she's still the same kick-ass girl with a hefty messianic complex she's always been.
Sample Post:
Thank you in advance for your cooperation, Mr. Toucan. I had wanted to keep as few individuals involved as possible, but you and your kind came highly recommended by the moogles. During my investigation it turned out they had insufficient information to meet my needs. So long as you give me the facts I need and don't act out of line, I won't put you in a cage and keep you there till you talk.
"Who are the deceased that go on to become the zombies that infest this place?" That is the question. Records show that the number of deaths where the subject did not save data with the moogles beforehand is vastly overshadowed by the number of zombies. In addition I've learned the moogles have not always been at this encampment for that or other purposes, and I found virtually no documentation anywhere about the fates of those who die prior to their arrival.
I considered the possibility that the zombies were created through a method other than reviving the dead or infecting live subjects by open wounds, bites, viruses, that kind of thing. Knowing the Towa Organization, they could be involved somehow. Tell me if that name means anything to you. The problem is, it's really hard to tell without proper clues. I captured and performed autopsies on a number of undead specimens--at least thirty-five--to look for possible causes of death or zombification. I assure you the task was . . . perhaps the most challenging and disgusting endeavor I've undertaken in that area. Getting rotted flesh stains out of leather won't be easy. The results were far too varied and patternless. On top of that, many animated corpses showed signs of advanced decay far beyond simply being detrimental to their own mobility, yet seemed unhindered by that. This leads me to believe that special powers may be involved, to fortify the already decayed flesh and bone. Another reason to suspect Towa's involvement.
But you can't create zombies out of nothing. Bodies must be acquired first. The source of raw material for these zombies can't largely be the 'camper' and 'counselor' population. The numbers don't reflect that. So tell me, Mr. Toucan, what were the circumstances that led up to so many people becoming zombies? On top of that, where did they come from? Who's behind the secret lab that until recently, housed those advanced super zombies? My first run-in with any zombies here was with a stray one of those. It must have survived the mass bombing not too long ago. I could hardly believe how many hits with my stun-rod it took.
. . . No. No crackers until you give me some answers. Being a good listener is not enough to earn you brownie points.
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Character: Soul Eater
Series: Soul Eater
Character Age: ~14
Canon: In the world of Soul Eater, certain humans have the power to transform into living weapons that can eat human souls. They, along with those who can wield them, are taught at Shibusen, a school run by the god of death and taught by mad scientists and zombies. Shibusen students must study hard, work together to match their soul wavelengths, and fight evil in extracurricular assignments. While they deal with any threats to the peace that arise (such as creatures made of concentrated insanity), they have one major goal: to reap 99 souls of corrupted humans and one soul of a witch. If a weapon/wielder team manages to meet this quota, the weapon can become a Death Scythe - a somewhat misleading title given to the most powerful weapons that exist, whether or not they take the form of a scythe.
The character Soul Eater is a scythe, but he's not a Death Scythe - yet. While Soul is determined to become the world's strongest Death Scythe and has his fair share of shounen retardation, Soul does know a terrible idea when he sees it, can't actually fight very well on his own, and values his wielder Maka's safety over anything else. In contrast to Maka's earnest determination, Soul is laid-back, cynical, and always tries to stay cool - although sometimes that's difficult, as he is neither as suave and worldly nor as powerful as he'd like. But Soul nevertheless appreciates the small things in life, and has a particular affection for music. In fact, the inner representation of his soul is a dark room with occasional jazz... and a grand piano, which Soul will play if the situation calls for it, despite being reluctant to display his musical talents in the real world.
Sample Post:
Where did that idiot Maka go? This was supposed to be a cool assignment, how could she just run off and leave her partner like that? I'm not going to have any sympathy if she gets herself in trouble. ...Ch, I sound like someone's old aunt. Like I think she's gonna get pregnant or something instead of just run headfirst into a fight without thinking again.
Haaa, or maybe get heatstroke. I can't keep running around randomly in this kind of humidity. Hm? Are there some people down there? Looks like a party. Oi! ...Man, you guys smell horrible! C'mon, I know zombies can keep themselves preserved better than that, especially if it's for a special occasion. "The sweet perfume of death" is just an expression, you know. He is pretty weird, but I don't think he has a particular perfume that anyone would want to copy, heh.
And what's up with this music? I can see you guys are, uh, enthusiastic, and everyone should totally celebrate in their own style. But if you're going to dance around until your limbs fall off, you might like something more upbeat than a funeral dirge. Right now you just look crazy. ...You guys aren't crazy, right? You haven't really said much, but that's fine on its own, and I don't think you're who we're supposed to be after. You better not be, 'cause I'll kick your asses by myself!
Wha-- hey! Let go of-- Look, I won't kick your asses if I don't need to, but I should get going now. I don't really like parties. I appreciate the thought, but... man, that's a lot of records you've got there. If you had all those, why were you playing the funeral dirge to start with? Irony? ...Wait, are you serious? "Dead Man's Party," "Dead," "The Living Dead," "Exquisite Dead Guy" - these are all zombie themed! That's, uh, an interesting choice, but I think it's a bit over the top to be cool. You guys've got worse musical sense than Maka. And why do you have all those instruments over there if no one's going to play them? That piano... No! I already said, I need to get going. I'm not playing for you. No, n-not even if you take... what's left of your shirt off. Augh, stop it, there's nothing there I want to see!
What the hell. None of this - not the records, your dancing, or the weather - none of it is cool at all!
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Character: Ekaterina Kurae, also known as Katja the Puppeteer of Copper
Series: Seikon no Qwaser
Character Age: Around ten years old.
Canon: Ah, the grand tale of a bunch of Russian Orthodox kids out to find a special religious painting stashed in a cave somewhere in Japan. These kids are called Qwasers, and they have the power to control various elements from the periodic table, making for lots of fighting, angry faces, and random fanservice. To make matters even more absurd, these Qwasers must suck on breasts in a bizarre yet risque take on the Virgin Mary breastfeeding Jesus in order to absorb the "soma" from girls, just so they can be able to use their elemental powers in the first place!
Katja is a young girl from Russia who enjoys such things as dressing in goth-loli clothes, pretending to be cute and harmless, and training S&M slave Japanese schoolgirls to call her Queen and produce soma for her assorted needs. You see, Katja is the Qwaser in charge of copper, and she really enjoys using her powers, whether she's ripping all the copper wiring out of a building with her mind or manipulating the human-sized copper puppet she calls Mother to molest her latest human toy. And to think -- she's technically one of the good guys!
Sample Post:
Oh, thank you, miss! I was so scared! I was on my way to the lacy bloomer viewing party at the underwear tree, and then there were all those hulking gorilla-men acting naughty, and scaring those lopsided gray women, and I just didn't know what to do! I-I didn't even know it was possible for people to be so scared that you'd fall to bits, but they did! It was so scary! There were even toucans going on and on about how the copper-tops make even granny panties keep on going and going and going. I nearly fainted before you arrived to save the day.
No, I'm fine now, but it was a good thing you came to save me from their lewd display. Why, those men really looked like there were about to take advantage of a young maiden like myself! I really can't thank you enough for your help, and if it's not too much trouble, could you branch out to help me a second time? I wouldn't want to get lost again. I've really been looking forward to the viewing, and it would be a pity to miss it, even if those perverts from earlier wanted to grab my undergarments instead! They even said something about clothes wearing me in Soviet Russia, but that didn't make any sense at all. Um. Maybe you could help me find the viewing party? There were supposed to be instructions on how to get there, but my brochure for the event is all muddy and I'm not very good at walking through swamps.
But you know, it occurs to me that you're hiding something. You've been fawning over me ever since you found me, and I know that girls just want to have fun, but you're blushing as bright as the feathers on those toucans over there, and you look downright giddy. Why don't you admit it? You wanted me for yourself! How very brazen of you. Confess that you're a pervert, and I might even let you have a peek at just what you're missing! I'll even let you touch my special panties if you call me Queen~ ♥ Don't you have anything to say for yourself? How boring can you get? Why, you really should be ashamed of yourself for being such a pervert! Do you understand the position you are in? Do you think you even have the right to do anything more than kiss my boots? You should realize you'll be following my orders from now on, so shape up!
A nosebleed already? No proper young lady would just start flashing random strangers without warning! And just where do you think you're touching? Mother, Mother! Someone is trying to harass your precious Katja! Surely something like this cannot go unpunished, so why don't you show this charming young lady the value of a mother's touch? ♥
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Character: Ducky
Series: The Land Before Time
Character Age: Baby dinosaur! Less than a year old.
Canon: In a somewhat alternate version of prehistoric time, things are not going well for the dinosaurs. A drought and a horrible earthquake have left many families destroyed. Their one hope for survival is a legendary paradise known only as the Great Valley: a land of peace and calm, with as many tree stars as they could wish for. A group of baby dinosaurs, all of different species, band together in search of this place. They face many obstacles, from the Sharptooth (T-Rex) to speciesism. But they hold on together, and their dreams never die; they see it through.
Ducky is one said baaaaby dinosaur. She's called a Bigmouth (Parasaurolophus), which is appropriate, because she is very much a talker. Despite this, her use of language leaves something to be desired as she frequently repeats herself, misuses tenses, and neglects contractions. She is very outgoing and curious, with an optimistic attitude towards most things; sympathetic, kind, and perhaps a bit overly trusting of others, she accepts everyone for who they are, and often plays the role of peacemaker between her friends. Even for her age she's extremely innocent about most things. If there is a baby baby dinosaur of the group, she is it.
Sample Post:
What kind of place is this? I do not understand! I was playing like always, but then I falled down a biiiiiiiig rock and I was here! I was there, and now I am here. How can that be? This place is not like the Great Valley. Not like it at all. But it is okay! I cannot be that far from home. I'm sure it is close. It must be, it must! And there is green food and water, so I will not be hungry, or thirsty. Lots of water, lots and lots! I am getting thirsty just looking. . .
Ohhh, what is that? Hello? There is something in the water! Hmmmm? A shiny something! It would not hurt to look, right? Would it? I will look very quick to see what I sawed, and then I will go and find my way home. I will. Qui~ckly~ qui~ckly~
Euck, this tastes funny! Not for drinking at all. . . Where did the shiny thing go? I know it's here! Helloooo shiny thing! HELLO HELL-- eek! I did not see you there! You scared me! You are BIG, yes you are! I have never seen someone like you before, but you do not look scary to me. What is your name? Huh? Helloooo. . . ? I said, What is your name? Do you not talk? Huh? Huh? Maybe you cannot. Hmmm. But if you cannot talk, how do I know what you are called? We are going to be friends, and if we are going to be friends I will need to know what to call you. If you could talk, you could call me Ducky. That is my name, yep, yep, yep! I'm a Bigmouth. Because I have a big mouth, seeeeee? You have many legs, so I will call you Leggy! Hello, Leggy! Do you want to play a game? Huh? Huh? Do you? It will be fun.
. . . Really?? It that a yes? Is it? Yay! The game that we are going to plHEY. No touching! I did not say to start why a-are you-- EE! Hee! That feels funny! Your legs are very squishy, Leggy. And t-tickly! Very, very tickly. And I am very, very ticklish! I am, I am! Are you? Is this the game you want to play? If you want to play this game you have to follow the-- stop, stop! You are not playing fair. Do not do that. You cannot start early, no no. There are rules! You have to say "GO" first, then you start. It's easy! We fo~llow the rules~ if we want to play the game~ or else we'll mess it up~ and it won't be the same~ See? See? Heehee. It is a song! Do you understand? If you tickle me, I'm going to tickle you back! That is one of the rules! You do not want to lose the game, do you? We do not want to have to stop because you just lost the game! That would be no fun, we do not want that. But you know now, so we can play! We can start-- and look, there is so much of you to tickle! Yes, you are so big and I am so small, but do not worry. I am fast. I swim aaaall the time, it is what Bigmouths do! I can keep up, I can. Yep, yep, yep!
Heeey, why are you laughing? What is so funny? Do you not believe me? Huh? Huh? You are laughing at me? You do not think I can keep up? Just because I am smaller than you, that does not mean you should laugh! It is not nice. Not nice at all. I am going to be big someday too! Much bigger than I am now. But oh, it is okay to be small. That is how it is. So, so do not laugh! Size is not everything. It is not size that matters.
I said, do not laugh! Leggy! You know, you are not even that big! You are not. Nope, nope, nope. I do not want to be mean, but I have seen bigger.
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Character: Laon
Series: Laon
Age: 999, looks middle-school aged
Canon: To put it cutely, Laon is the story of a poor little kumiho, the Korean version of a nine-tailed fox, that lost its tails just before reaching godhood and now travels Korea looking for them. To put it honestly, Laon is the story of an underaged genderbender named Laon who abuses the laws of nature, physics, and unsuspecting reporters while hunting down its missing tails. Skimming the lines of a horror manhwa, Laon has baby eating, molesting adults in the mouth, and licking children all rolled into one not-so-kid-friendly package. Then again, considering the one doing all these things looks to be about twelve years old, maybe it's not so adult friendly either.
Laon him... her... itself has the mentality, vocabulary, and the attention span of a grade schooler in desperate need of Ritalin, though thankfully with a lot less talking. When there's so much in the world to explore, Laon is more inclined to give short and quick responses before bounding off to its next adventure/source of food. With an "act first, think never" way of life, Laon's typically got its claws elbow-deep in trouble before anyone realizes there was trouble to be had in the first place, with all the entitlement of a spoiled brat to boot. Even though Laon's a fox spirit, its curiosity about everything, attraction to shiny new things, and a seemingly constant hunger give it more of a hyperactive puppy-like personality. A hyperactive puppy that can and will disembowel you if you rub its fur the wrong way, but a puppy nonetheless.
Sample Entry:
Eugh... this one tastes bad too. All of them taste bad!
They should have tasted better. Like the bag of sweet round things- he said it was candy?- I ate before with lots of different colors and different tastes. These humans had different colors just like them, green and brown and black. So they should have tasted differently, like sour and sweet and spicy, but every single one of them had that same rotten taste. I even tried eating them by the handful like I did with the candy, but they hit me and took their hands back. They all tasted bad anyway... but maybe I should go back. Those colored humans didn't care if I ate, as long as I didn't eat the heads. They wanted those for themselves, even though I told them that the brains aren't that good to eat. But then I could have eaten everything else. Like all the extra body parts they had. The extra fingers and toes; they don't notice them falling off anyway so they won't notice me eating them either. With all the pieces that fell off I'd be full for a long time~!
But they already went away and I'm hungry again... nnngh I want the man with the candy back. He had so many different kinds in his white car and he said he'd give me as many as I wanted if I went with him to a place where we could do fun things together. And all I had to do was let him eat me a little when we got there. He didn't say "eat" but from what he told me it was a lot like eating. But why bother eating something if you're not going to eat the whole thing? He agreed with me when I told him, so he's not dumb. But he seemed like a good guy; I asked him if I could eat him first before we went and he said yes. That's what a nice guy is like, right?
He turned out to be a liar though. He ran away right after I took one bite and even took the rest of the candy with him. I didn't even get to try the ones he said would make me feel so good I'd want to go to sleep. I wanted those ones the most! When I find him I'll catch him and eat his liv-
Ooh, I smell something. Something smells good around here, where is it coming from... Here. It's under this glowing water. Something covered in the smell of others, something that's old and experienced and nothing like what I've smelled before. --I've got you! Eeehehe, you're so big and wet and smell so good~ No one's told you that before? I'm telling you now then, you smell really good. And youf tasth dericios foo-
--Hey come back! What's a first date and why can't I taste you on one? Waaait, I'm not done licking you yet!
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Applicant #1
Character: Utena Tenjou
Series: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Character Age: 14
Canon: What happens when classic fairytales and Jungian psychology get drunk on Gnostic allegory, stumble to bed, and have the prettiest postmodern baby you've ever seen? The answer: Revolutionary Girl Utena, the story of a girl who wants to be a prince, and the various headcases who stand in her way. In Ohtori Academy, a select group of students participate in subtext-laden duels against each other for the Rose Bride, Anthy Himemiya - whose engaged Duelist may gain the power to revolutionize the world. It's a coming-of-age story with swords, lesbians, and more symbolism than you can shake Sigmund Freud at.
When Utena Tenjou was just a little girl mourning the death of her parents, she was visited by a prince who gave her a ring, telling her never to lose her nobility. Utena took this advice to heart - deciding to become a noble prince who saves princesses. As a student at Ohtori Academy, Utena has been pursuing that goal for a long time; tomboyish, straightforward, and very individualistic, she remains a loyal and noble friend. Originally stumbling into the duels just to get revenge for a snubbed friend, she finds herself neck-deep in it when she wins her first duel and becomes Anthy's new "fiancee". Utena is unimpressed by the dueling system, and particularly by the role of Rose Bride: she wants to save Anthy, and seeks her friendship rather than her power. Naive and headstrong, Utena is still a good-natured girl and fiercely loyal to those she cares about; and when she's set on something, she'll see it through to the end.
Note: At the beginning of each duel, Utena pulls a sword from Anthy's chest and asks for "the power to bring the world revolution".
Sample Post:
Hey, Himemiya! Himemiya?!
Geez... what's going on here? I was sure I saw Himemiya going this way, but now... Is this even part of the school? I know this is a pretty weird campus, but a swamp? When did we get a swamp? And I know I've never seen any of those... tentacle things around before. Man, just when I was sure I'd seen everything in this school... I guess there's always something new. Ah, hold on, is that a sign? "Welcome to Camp F..." er. Okay, so it's not part of the school after all. But then, how did I manage to wander into a summer camp? I guess I'm the one who's lost...
Ahh, I wonder if Himemiya's even here after all... it doesn't seem like the kind of place she'd like, but who knows? There are a lot of animals here. Maybe she'd like it after all... heh, is that a gorilla? It's bright purple! Haha, how cute, it's playing with that little white bear thing! I'll definitely have to tell Himemiya about this place, when I get back to campus. Even if it's a mess, it's not so bad. Maybe she could even grow roses here. Even just with all the animals, I bet she'd really... hey-- Hey! What are you doing?! That's not playing-- Put him down!
You should be ashamed of yourself! Look how small he is! If you're going to pick a fight, why not pick on someone your own size?! ... Well, yeah, I guess that does include me. So just what are you going to do about it? I promise you, I can take you out any day-- whoa, hey, where did you get that sword all of a sudden? A duel? You want to make this another stupid duel? Fine, if that's how you want to play it. Just show me where I can get a sword, and I'll show you what happens to bullies like you. ...Behind me?
AAUGH! HIMEMI-- y-you're not, okay, you're not Himemiya. Whew... Y-you surprised me for a second, wearing that dress... It's kind of impressive, actually, how you've even got that trick sword in your-- oh my god! Is that a real sword in your actual chest?! Are you okay, doesn't that hurt?! God, no wonder you look so-- well, okay, for a dead person you're actually looking pretty good. Is that the sword I'm supposed to use? And taking it out won't... kill you more? All right, all right, if you're sure. You're a little decayed for a Rose Bride, but... well, here goes!
Grant me the power to bring the camp revolution!
Applicant #2
Character: Utena Tenjou
Series: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Age: 14
Canon: There was once a little princess who felt lost and alone in the world and wanted nothing more than to disappear. As in all good fairy tales, a prince came to her rescue. However, rather than living happily ever after together, the princess decided she would become a prince herself. Many years later, following her noble dream, Utena finds herself at a school where her ring is more than just a reminder of the prince who changed her life, but an invitation to a world of magic swords, duels and an ongoing battle to revolutionize the world.
Utena stands out among her class, and not just for her boys' uniform; she can be very outspoken on her opinions of what is right. Her intentions are noble, however, as she is constantly working toward her goal of becoming a prince. Occasionally she can be innocent about what's going on around her, especially when she would rather believe the best about the people involved. Utena only wants to protect people in need, and will go to great lengths to see that no one gets away with hurting those closest to her.
Sample Entry:
This is how our class gets a look at 'America the Beautiful'. In a swamp in the middle of nowhere. We’ve visited some strange places on the class trip so far, but this one has to be the weirdest. I can't quite see the point of coming to ‘a typical cursed American summer camp'. So far it's just been trees, mud and the odd toucan. This information packet they gave us when we arrived wasn’t exactly useful either. I don't really expect much from it when it says "written by Harry P. Ness". And I have to say, the picture on the cover really doesn't do the lake justice. It must be hard to capture the eeriness of that glow with a photo.
Wow, there is a whole section of warnings in this packet. Now at least I know to be on the lookout for traps. This almost looks like a joke. Do people really live in a place with this many restrictions? Banning Hitler and scrunchies I can understand, but no sugar? That sounds kind of severe. I wonder why the campers and counselors don't just revolt. Wait, on the back it says there is a Miss Elizabeth Sayre here in camp who could use some serious help. What? Someone should really do something about that! Are there no princes here? Geez.
I can't just let this call go unanswered. Any woman in need of that much help is like a princess with no prince. If no one here is willing to give Princess Sayre the help she needs, then I will have to. As soon as I figure out where I am. Why couldn't they include a map with this thing? I can't help someone I can't find. Hey! Over here! How do you get a zombie's attention? Braaaaaains! Wow... that worked better than I thought it would. Sorry to bother you, but which way is it to the main camp? Thanks! You're a prince. Well not a real prince, or Miss Sayre wouldn't still be in trouble, would she?
You know, this place really could use another prince or two looking after it. All it takes is a noble heart, strong goals and maybe a little more personal hygene. But really, no matter how you look, it's not too late for you to get a fresh start as an actual prince. It might take some effort on your part, but I promise it's worth it. Before you know it, you will be a brand new fresh prince!
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