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Aug 22, 2009 12:31

Wheeeeee I'm awake enough to post the next round /o/

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Character Name: Takayama Yuriko ("Gon")
Age: 8
Series: Masked Rider Kabuto

Canon: Seven years ago, a meteor hit and destroyed all of Shibuya. Since that time monsters known as Worms have been terrorizing Japan. Worms are able to mimic a person completely, both in body and memory, before killing that human and taking their place in society. For the purpose of defeating these creatures, Rider systems have been developed by the mysterious coorporation ZECT. Kabuto is of course the main system, but there are others! Gatack, Sasword, Drake, The Bee and two Hoppers complete the set.

The man behind the Drake mask is Kazama Daisuke, and the little girl who keeps him company is Gon. She is a cool and level-headed child and a very devoted helper for the only person she wants to be with. Gon often impresses people by being mature and taking initiatives like picking up part-time work. She came to be in Daisuke's company after having amnesia (the nickname "Gon" is short for "Nanashi no Gonbee/Person without a name") and he was kind to her on a whim. Which isn't to say that she isn't capable of behaving like most children her age, because she is. She's just blunt and honest to a fault and far more serious than her age-range.

App:

Excuse me, hello? Complaint line? Hi. Someone told me that this is the only place on Earth where there is a summer camp attached to a real zoo. I guess there are a lot of really rare animals but I still didn't want to come here. The bus ride was too long. It got even worse when the boys in the front of the bus started singing. They did over nine thousand verses of the same song. That sounds like a big exaggeration, but they counted all that way. I get it already, they're never gonna give any of it up. It's too much.

Anyway, this doesn't look like a good area to stay in. Summer camps aren't supposed to be foggy all the time, are they? It was so hard to see out the windows that a lot of people on the side of the road looked like real zombies. I know it's silly, but I was a little afraid of them. They seemed awfully mad for people staying in a place everyone calls "the happiest place on Earth".

Anyway, after that, when we finally got to the campsite, one of the mascots came out to greet the bus. He was just some man in a bear suit, but he started chasing the rest of the kids around and gave out hugs. For some reason, he got really upset that I wouldn't let him hold my hand. But wherever you are I'm still not sorry, Mr. Ped O. Bear, because you can't do that. Someone else will have to let you be their special friend instead so you don't have to be 'disappoint' anymore. I'm sure it won't be long now.

But on the subject of time, how much longer before we get to leave? No one will say anything about it, and I'm tired of this already. I don't want to go see another teal deer. They were too loud last time. Nobody else could say anything or they'd start making noise. The lion exhibit yesterday was even worse. Everybody else ran off as soon as they saw them and I was stuck outside all alone so they could look for cars. Now everyone is grumpy and yesterday someone started taking it out on the animals. I'm sorry that someone put purple hair dye in the gorilla pen, but that's what happens when people get bored.

... Oh no! It's that late already? Sorry, I have to go. I'm supposed to go to on a picnic with Mr. Bear and his friends. It's for some organization project so everybody under eighteen has to go. I think we're meeting at the path between cabin White and Van. I hope they finish with us soon, I want to find a quiet place to wait in until the bus home comes. Thank you for caring, Miss Marcy. I really appreciate it. I'll call back later.

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Character: Rolo Lamperouge
Series: Code Geass R2
Character Age: 16

Canon: In Code Geass, the Holy Britannian Empire has conquered a large part of the world. Former prince Lelouch Vi Britannia now lives in Japan, or rather, Area 11, and has vowed to crush the Empire after he and his younger sister saw their mother die before their eyes and the country they were sent to destroyed and conquered. He finally finds his chance when a series of accidents lead him to gain the power to make people obey his every order: Geass. He takes on the name of Zero and leads a rebel group against Britannia, and though he collects a good number of victories, he ends up getting caught at the most crucial battle. Fast forward a year; Lelouch's memories get completely rewritten, his school has become a facility to monitor his every move, and his adorable sister has been mysteriously replaced by a brother.

Said brother happens to be Rolo, a member of Britannia's Secret Intelligence whose job is to act the role of Lelouch's sibling and kill him should he ever get his memories back and become Zero once again. In his everyday life, Rolo appears to be like a rather withdrawn and shy boy, mostly keeping to himself and rarely socializing with people outside his brother's circle of friends. In truth, Rolo just doesn't know much about emotions in general, and is the kind of person who puts his mission above everything else, and definitely isn't above killing anyone who might prove to be an obstacle or a threat if necessary. Or at least, that's how he used to be: turns out the year spent with Lelouch actually did have some impact on him, and he somehow genuinely came to care for him, to the point he could even be considered dependant on him. He still acts cold towards most other people and still is focused on his mission. However, also thanks to some of Lelouch's tricks, it changed from "kill Zero" to "Help Lelouch and stay by his side".

Note: I had Lelouch-mun's permission to mention him in the app.

Sample:

I can't let this go on any longer. Although it took me a while to locate him, now that I know where big brother is, I'll finally save him. This camp; it's a dangerous place. He really is great, but when it comes to physical activities, my brother isn't very good. Someone like him wouldn't be able to run away or fight the wild life here, right? I can't let him get hurt. If he dies, then everything would certainly be over. Besides, he said it himself: his life is precious, and I must protect it at all costs. Would his Geass work on these zombies? Before he risks getting killed, I need to take him away from this place.

Taking care of the ones who got him here is also important. It appears that the owner is a woman called Miss Sayre; it's best to start with her. Even if she might not be the culprit, it's impossible she's not involved in some way. Is she the one controlling the zombies, as well..? Since she's the owner, something like that might be true. Killing the source of the problem would be a lot quicker than dealing with all of those monsters. If that's the case, then finding her should be my number one priority-- if he could, my brother would order me to kill her first, wouldn't he?

Then, I'll probably need more information. This place is anything but normal, if I'm not prepared enough, it could be problematic. There must be a library or something where I can learn about it, as well as where the owner is currently hiding. According to the map, it seems it's not too far from here, that's good. The quicker I can get done with this, the quicker I'll be able to save my brother. Is he waiting for me? Since it's him, I'm sure he probably already thought of a plan to escape; he's amazing, after all.

Ah, here it is. It seems that there are a lot of books here, it may take a while to find what I need. Let's see this one... App Archive? Something like that must have at least a list of the people working here, it might be best to start with-- Did it just bite me?! The books-- they didn't have teeth before, did they? How is it possible that they do now? This place is more dangerous than I thought.

Now that I think about it, big brother really likes to read, doesn't he..? I can't let any of these books hurt him. Before it happens, I will destroy them all!

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Character name: Hwang Dong-Young
Series: Angel Diary
Character Age: 176 (appears 17)

Canon: Politics are rarely a pleasant thing, but for Hwang Dong-Young, the Princess of Heaven, they become the bane of her existence when a peace treaty has her engaged to the enigmatic King of Hell, a man she has never met before. Consequently, Dong-Young comes to the logical conclusion of giving her father the middle finger and running off to Earth, in disguise as a male high school student. Unfortunately, things don’t get much easier for Dong-Young, who finds her crossdressing self on the receiving end of the intimate affections of her handsome classmate Jin Bi-Wal. Welcome to Angel Diary, the manhwa for all your gender-confusion needs.

Dong-Young is the last thing one might expect from a Heavenly Princess; brash and outgoing, her optimism and idiocy can rival that of any shounen hero. She's prone to bouts of violence, but ultimately Dong-Young wants to settle her disputes peacefully without causing too much harm. Of course, most of these aforementioned disputes stem from her complete lack of common sense, which gets her into many foot-in-mouth situations.

Sample post:

Whew, that was close. I can't believe I almost got caught! It would've been really stupid if I got found out because I forgot I was supposed to go into the guys' washroom at school. I owe you big time, Miss Director. You really saved my skin back there. If your gorillas hadn't picked me up when they did, I would've been dragged off back home, and... That would have been really bad! 'Cause, I'm, like, the freedom fighter! Standing up for all that is right and just in Heaven and Earth! My old man's an idiot for thinking I'd give in to an arranged marriage, especially since I don't even know the guy!

Anyway, it's really nice of you to let me stay here. I mean, I've never been to a camp before, let alone one in a swamp! Everyone back in Heaven told me that staying on Earth was really bad for you, and swamps are the worst places you can go to, but it's really not as bad as they said. I mean, there's colorful birds everywhere, the weather's really nice, and the most awesome thing is that the gorillas are dancing in circles around me. Did you train them yourself? I'm really impressed! I bet even the best animal trainers in Heaven would be surprised!

Jeez, I should never listen to those annoying advisors. They never said anything about giant tentacles that live in lakes or those people doing that 'cosplay' thing. And I gotta say, they're really amazing. I was pretty surprised when I just slapped that guy in the back and his arm fell right out of the socket! I thought he'd get mad, but he shrugged it off just like that. They're really nice people, and their costumes are so realistic! This camp has all kinds of cool things. Oh man, I can't wait to see everything else. I'm so excited!

Oh yeah! Just wondering. Why are the gorillas dancing around me, anyway? And why am I tied to this huge wooden pole? And is it just me, or is the one in the front carrying a torch?

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Character: Victor Borkowski, aka "Anole"
Series: Young X-Men
Character Age: 16-17

Canon: The X-Men. A team of mutants--genetically superior humans with special abilities. The X-Men fight for acceptance for all of mutant kind and run the famous Xavier Academy, a school where young mutants can learn to control their abilities and receive an education in a safe environment (of course, as the X-Men are superheroes, the 'safe' part is occasionally optional). It is every young mutant's dream to one day be invited to the Xavier Academy, and, if they're lucky, join the X-Men themselves and fight super villains like Magneto who, as his name implies, has the ability to control metal and magnetic forces. Eventually, a group of young mutants are chosen to become the "Young X-Men," the next generation of the X-Men.

Victor Borkowski, codename "Anole" is one of those young mutants. As his name suggests, Anole's mutation has partially turned him into a lizard. He has green skin, a carapace instead of hair, and a long, sticky, prehensile tongue. Additionally, his ability to blend into the background like a chameleon and walk on walls makes him ideal for stealth missions and infiltration. Although he initially is just as excited as all other young mutants to be given the chance to be an X-Man, he is quickly jaded by the experience, thinking it cruel that the adult X-Men take teenagers in, teach them to fight, get them killed, and when they're no longer of use release them back into the world and expect them to live a normal life. Despite these feelings, Anole is a hero at heart and genuinely wants to help others. Beyond that, Victor is a fairly normal teenage boy. He's sarcastic, and likes to poke fun at himself and his friends. A big fan of movies and the theater, he is often the only one to realize or point out just how strange the things that happen to him and the rest of the X-Men are.

Sample Post:

'Gather as much information as you can and then report back. It'll be a breeze for you.' Right. Completely by the books, except for the giant, impenetrable barrier. I climbed all over it, and there's definitely no way out of this place. You know, I'd say sending someone to do recon at a place where contact with the outside world is impossible is one of the stupidest ideas I've ever heard, but actually, for the X-Men it's pretty much normal. I mean, these are the guys that keep sending the guy with a metal skeleton after Magneto. And yet, I keep coming back when they ask, so who's the bigger idiot here?

And, by the way? Now that I have your attention, can I just say that this place is crazy. I know you'd think with all the time I've spent as an X-Man I'd be used to seeing weird stuff, but I'm telling you this place is crazy. I mean that literally. How does one place have so many insane things happening inside it? In just five minutes I've already had the craziest day of my life, and I fought the actual devil in actual Hell once. It all started with the toucans. I never even knew birds could be psychic, but I guess these ones are. They kept singing bad 80s pop inside my head when I was checking out the barrier. I know it was them because every time I'd glare at them, they'd look away and start to laugh. And, listen, I know I'm green and kind of scaly, but I'm actually not a cold-hearted snake. Or any kind of snake, for that matter.

Of course, shouting that at them? Not the brightest move I ever made. The zombies heard me, and decided it was dinner time. I have no idea where they all came from, honestly. One minute there were two or three wandering aimlessly, and the next thing I know, there were about forty of them. They actually started moaning 'braiiiiiins' as they shuffled toward me, too. It was all very Night Of The Living Dead. It would have been cool except they were, you know, trying to eat my brain. Anyway, I wasn't sure if I could take all of them out on my own, so I decided to...well, hide, I guess. Fortunately there was a pretty big tree near where I was, so I just jumped up into the branches and made to camouflage myself. Turns out that the boxer shorts someone threw up into the branches? Are actually growing there. Broke out with tiny little polka dots all over. It got rid of the zombies at least. I was just about to drop down out of the tree when a gorilla showed up and apparently thought I was a pair of underwear and tried to pick me. Those guys are strong, too. It had me by my arms, so I couldn't fight my way free, so I decided it was time for some intimidation. I looked it right in the eyes and said, 'keep that up and I'll show you exactly what this tongue can do' and...

...wow, okay. That's why it was laughing so hard when it let me go. I swear that didn't sound so wrong in my head.

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Character name: Tsukishiro
Series: Nightmare Inspecter/Yumekui Kenbun
Age: Appears to be 15 ~ 17, hinted to be hundreds of years old

Canon: Happen to be living in the Taisho Era in Japan? Having nightmare problems? A quick stop at the Silver Star Tea House may be all you need. The nightmare-eating baku, Hiruko, resides there and is willing to make your dreams pleasant again... for a price. See, he needs your nightmare. In exchange for his services, he'll take that unhappy dream as sustenance. Not a bad deal, right? But not all baku are as easy as Hiruko is.

Meet Tsukishiro, a baku who tangles with Hiruko for stealing his "prey". Tsukishiro isn't a nice guy and isn't afraid to show it. Though his words are refined and he always has a smile on his face, there's no mistaking darker intentions behind his friendly tone, or the cruel acts he speaks so casually of. Tsukishiro is the kind of guy who enjoys torturing dreamers so that their nightmares are as delicious as they can be, and he has no problems lying or being vague if it means he can get what he wants. His approach to life is careless and playful, and if he doesn't get his way now, he's always sure he'll get it later. And should he speak to you? Don't be fooled. Though he may seem pleasant at first, he spares no sympathy or interest for affairs that don't involve nightmares or their victims. After all, why should a baku trouble himself with things that don't happen at night?

Sample Entry:

Hm~ I will admit that this place is impressive, considering it's the result of a human's work. But like the letter that I received mentioned, it's trying too hard to overcompensate for what it lacks. Supposedly, Ms. Sayre wishes to create a lush breeding ground for nightmares, but it's obvious she isn't a fan of conventional methods. The simplest way to go about it would be to lock up your dreamers in a nice cave or pit, and prod them every now and then to make sure their minds don't rot. I'm surprised those she's locked up here haven't ended up like her undead creatures that roam the premises. Haste makes waste, after all, and if she intended to create a place with an atmosphere nightmarish enough to inspire more hellish dreams, she obviously seems to have gotten a bit ahead of herself.

Which is why I'm here. Naturally, a baku such as myself would have more than enough experience with nightmares. I tend to prefer the simpler method of breeding them, but it wouldn't be fun if I never changed positions every now and then. Now let's see what I can do to salvage the potential she's wasting... Ah, why don't we start with her undead creatures? They're everywhere, after all; much like ants: everywhere, but with little use. But this one looks like it's mostly in one piece, so they'll have to do. Mind if I borrow you for a moment? I'll take a moan as a yes, and dropping some limbs as a no. Well, it's not like you had much choice in the matter anyway. Now, let's get started shall we?

It looks like the problem with you is age. Not just physical age either, but your melodramatic routine of crying for brains must get old as the years wear on. Really, it just makes you seem as unintelligent as you look; even the most cowardly dreamers grow used to it if you don't produce something fresh every now and again. Even if you're rotting in all the important places, but your features are far too impersonal. Ms. Sayre would yield much better results if she remodeled you entirely. Say... more like a young girl's lover, perhaps? She could be deflowering the life around the lake, as one does while thinking of their beloved, and suddenly there you are, offering her your heart as the finishing touch. From simply that, a nightmare would take form. She would see her love die heartlessly in her dreams, killed in a way that it would reduce him to a wretched creature such as yourself. But that wouldn't be it. If it were, it would be a very boring nightmare, and not worth the effort of inflicting. Soon she'll have to venture outside the encampment again. She might go as far as the Mess Hall, seeing no signs of the decrepit form of her lover. Since we have plenty of you to spare, we could easily have another wear the skin of her best friend, rotting and oh-so-very sick. From that night onward, it won't simply be her lover or her best friend anymore, but everyone she loves and holds dear, dying over and over again before her eyes, until she can't tell the difference between waking or sleeping and loses all sense of reality.

And that would be where I get a little more... hands-on. I certainly don't work for free, and a baku normally has no reason to assist in a human's endeavors to breed nightmares. But I was promised half the crop should I personally help raise the nightmares from their limp state, and it's not an offer I can resist. Even if there's an eternity to stimulate the most horrifying nightmares, there's no time to waste.

Sweet dreams, little dreamers.

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Character: Nico di Angelo
Series: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Character Age: 12

Canon:The world of Percy Jackson is almost entirely similar to our own...with one ever-so-minor twist: Greek mythology is real. Sure, it's changed a little over the years. Mount Olympus ain't a mountain in Greece anymore (the Empire State Building is so much cooler) and Apollo sports an iPod instead of laurel leaves, but the Greek gods are still doing what they do best...having sex with mortals. Lots and lots of mortals. Nico di Angelo is the product of one of these unions: a half-blood, aka a demigod. Like all demigods, he's gifted with divine powers according to his heritage. His mother was an ordinary Italian woman, but his father? Hades, Greek god of the dead. Naturally, being a kid of Hades caused him (and his sister) all sorts of problems, not the least of which being a prophecy that they (or another child of the Big Three gods -- Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades) would cause the destruction of Mount Olympus. This is a kid's book, so naturally things work out in the end, but Nico has to go to hell and back--literally--before they do.

Quiet and rather intense, Nico is much more comfortable among the dead than he is among the living. Part of this stems from the fact that Hades' kids aren't exactly welcome at Camp Half-Blood, which the summer camp for demigods like himself. He tends to get pretty fixated on things, to the point of obsession or recklessness. This makes him rather good at seeing the quickest path to a particular objective...but not necessarily the safest one. Or the smartest. He's as honest as he is dense. And while he's not necessarily quick to anger... once he's pissed, there'll be hell to pay. As a son of Hades, Nico commands dead things, naturally enough-zombies, ghosts, Bruce Willis, etc.

Note: Demigods traditionally get a (poetic) prophecy before they set out on quests.

Sample Post:

I'm beginning to think this is all some kind of joke.

Don't make that face. I'm not blaming you for it. I really should have figured things out even before I left Camp Half-Blood. But - it's hard not to get excited when you finally get a prophecy of your own, y'know? The first quest any Hades kid has gotten in over a century. It even sounded like it was gonna be right up my alley. Something about death being all out of whack here, with some kind of horrible monstrous abomination helping people come back from the dead. For that kind of disturbance, you really can't send in anyone else but me. A special quest. ... a little too special. I've never actually seen the Oracle prophecize before now, but I don't think she's supposed to do it in limericks. Or include lines that end with "Nantucket" and - anything that rhymes with Nantucket. That should have been a big red flag right there. But you know Dad. He was so proud to have one of his kids out on a real live quest for once that he didn't stop to think about whether he was sending me somewhere legit. Plus he's been getting grumpy about all those dead souls going missing in Louisiana.

Still, screwy prophecy or not, here I am. Here and starting to get a little tired of all of this. Normally, I enjoy talking to dead people, but you're ... um ... overenthusiastic. Really, really overenthusiastic. I got swarmed within a few minutes of arriving here. Everyone was pushing and shoving, trying hoist me up on their shoulders or drag me back to - what did they call it? - a mountain with candy on it. Which -I might be twelve, but I'm not a kid. You can't just bribe me with candy and Burger King Crowns and expect me to be your zombie king. Writing my name on the crown in sparkly blood was kind of a nice touch, though.

I'm ... not even sure if you can understand me. Which is weird. Most dead people are actually really good conversationalists, if you don't mind being limited to one or two topics. Beethoven's got some really interesting things to say about music once you get him a spectral hearing aid. And Dad had me taking art lessons from Michelangelo before he realized how much I suck at painting. But you guys... do you talk about anything other than brain recipes? Brains a la skull, scrambled brains, everything in between. Which is interesting too, really, but I've got work to do. If I don't find the abomination responsible for all these unauthorized resurrections, I'm not going to get a chance to do anything fun with you guys. Rulership and cooking classes included.

So I'll ask you one more time - where's the death monster? I know it's not in the lake. There's nothing in there but a bunch of friendly tentacles. They didn't touch me, though. Told me to go see some kind of bear instead. Just tell me the creature's name and I'll-what? Moo? Moooogle?

... thank you. I'll be back after I take care of this "Moogle" once and for all.

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