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Character: Aigis
Series:
Persona 3Character Age: about 10 years, but appears ~16
Canon: Iwatodai was a perfectly normal Japanese port town, until people started developing zombie-like symptoms in what was known as Apathy Syndrome. Combating this is S.E.E.S., an extracurricular high school club whose members regularly summon various divine beings via symbolic suicide on a nightly basis. Said members are made up of a motley crew of teenagers, a robot, a grade-schooler, and a dog. Together, they fight Shadows, the collective unconscious demons that cause Apathy Syndrome.
Aigis is the token robot of the team, a specialized anti-Shadow weapon created by the wealthy Kirijo group ten years ago, who now tries her clueless best to pretend to be a human and blend in at school. Initially a cold automaton, her obliviousness to unspoken social norms and strong sense of curiosity makes her question every basic aspect of human life. She's very protective of her friends (to the point of having stalker-like tendencies towards some of them) and has a nonsensical, childlike sense of humor. Though her voice was designed to be monotone and her speech expository, she grew prone to stating the obvious, parroting back quirky but awkwardly outdated terms from her databank, and taking everything too literally. She always speaks her mind, no matter how trivial or serious the situation is. Whether she's asking why dogs can't attend school or stating that the boy hitting on her is "dangerous", she's about as subtle as a chocolate hammer, just... with slightly more personality.
note: Aigis can talk to and understand animals.
Sample Post: I was alerted to the fact that I was no longer stationed in Iwatodai when, instead of fixing their hair and talking on cellphones, the people around me began dropping miscellaneous limbs and groaning "brains" and "hacky sack". One of my primary objectives was to avoid attracting suspicion by mingling with humans, so I attempted to follow their example as closely as possible. Although I carefully observed them and imitated their actions, they informed me that I was "doing it wrong". As a result, I was shunned from their presence.
But I will not give up. This is why I need your help, furred ones. I have noticed that you and your comrades have been in very close contact with the locals here. Perhaps it's because you've been working together as a team, which is, to my knowledge, the most efficient way of gathering information, fighting enemies, and having fun. Those armbands you all wear are evidence of your common goal: Ape Solidarity Squad? I do not recognize this organization. Please provide me with more information about yourselves, your directive, and the means with which you are able to successfully penetrate the human community here despite not being human yourselves.
I see, you are aesthetes. Because the human body is pleasing to you, you wish to "badtouch" it as much as possible. I don't fully understand this goal, but from what I have seen of the flora and fauna of this swamp, it appears that you are not alone in your mission. The cephalopod in the lake shares your tendencies, and for every piece of underwear it rips off, there is a tree nearby that conveniently grows replacements. However, even if this behavior is a common one, it does not appear comfortable for the object of the badtouching. Are you certain that they do, in fact, secretly enjoy it? If so, I will try to employ this technique myself. Hopefully, I will then be able to successfully assimilate into their group. How does one perform this badtouch, exactly?
Ah, so when confronting a victim, I must attempt to grope the tits and booty. Badtouching might be more difficult than I had previously thought. I was not built to identify birds, but I will try my best to familiarize myself with the variety of tits that live here. Similarly, though I am not what humans would call a "buccaneer", I will attempt to perfect my booty-seizing methods. Thank you all very much for your advice. As experts at capturing booty, I shall call you A.S.S. pirates from now on.
... That was a joke.
Poll So? Character: Kyon
Series: The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
Character Age: 15-16
Canon: The series follows a girl named Haruhi Suzumiya who finds absolutely no interest in normal people; she’d rather much seek time travelers, aliens, and espers. One day, a boy nicknamed Kyon-a guy who wishes that people would stop calling him by his nickname-began to converse with her and she unexpectedly opened up to him. She had thought of creating the SOS Brigade, a club with the purpose of finding anything dealing with the supernatural. As he was forced to join, a whole new adventure begins in his life along with the members of the SOS Brigade.
If you were to ask him when he had stopped believing in Santa Claus, he would respond with confidence that he has never believed in him at all. Who would believe that an old guy worked only on Christmas, anyway? Although he had kind of wished that time travelers, aliens, and espers were to exist, ever since he had graduated from middle school, he had stopped believing in those childish things. Kyon is a laid-back type of guy who is quite cynical, sarcastic, and only voices half of his opinions for the world to hear. He is also able to adjust well to his surroundings even if it bothers him at first and he is rather tolerant of Haruhi despite everything she has put him through. Being the only normal person in the SOS Brigade, he is the sole voice of reason, being the only one who even tries to stop Haruhi from going along with her own outrageous plans.
Note: Kyon monologues, so he always seems to be talking directly to the audience.
Sample Post: Today’s story goes like this:
Despite the rather gloomy atmosphere in my bedroom due to the all-nighter I pulled, it was a bright and sunny morning. Today was supposed to be one of those days where I am dragged into the normalcy school brings along with outrageous happenings once the final bell rings. However, as I continued to pedal my way to the building filled with vast amounts of knowledge, I realized that I somehow managed to get myself lost in a forest.
It felt incredibly humid like an excruciatingly hot summer day and as I mounted my bike against a tree, I suddenly heard low moans and footsteps coming my way. You might be thinking that this is the part where I run hysterically away from the noise and footsteps to keep myself safe, right? I didn’t do that, though. In all honesty, I know that standing still, frozen in place in a pool of fear is as ridiculous as leaving the bathroom open when you are handling some business that no one should know about. I thought that if I didn’t turn around and just slowly walked away from the scene, it would be alright, but the suspense was killing me! The moment I turned around though, I felt a hand settling upon my shoulder and I realized a little too late that it was a zombie, groaning “brains” into my ear.
As any sane person would, I ran for my life and it seemed that my life was spared from their rotting hands. I couldn't spot them anywhere once I finally looked over my shoulder. As I continued my escape, I spotted a group of gorillas armed with sticks and rocks. Apparently, they were viciously attacking the tentacle monster in the lake. I have seen a number of zombie films in the past due to boredom, but adding gorillas and a tentacle monster into the scene seems pretty lame. Here I am, watching these furry animals attack the abomination in the lake and to be honest, I just wanted to fall down laughing.
The only explanation I can think of that will explain all the odd beings in this place is that supernatural-loving girl. I can see it now! Her incredibly strange yet somewhat persuasive speech in how she would like to meet everyone who is not of the human race and how she is possibly wanting to patch the zombies up a bit to make them appear a lot more "moe" despite how they’re supposed to be, you know, dead. Who wants to see moe zombies in the first place?! Of course, there are other possible scenarios, but my life is on the line here! So, I’ll hold that off until next time.
I suppose this is a farewell to the reality that I have once known so well. I hope to make it out alive to see you again!
Poll So? Character: Lisa Silverman
Series:
Persona 2: Innocent SinCharacter Age: 17
Canon: In Sumaru City, rumors are gaining power over reality, specifically rumors based on the end of the world. Three high school students with seemingly no connection find themselves marked for death by the Joker, a mysterious being who was rumored to to grant anyone's wish. So if the Joker isn't the one manipulating reality, who or what is? While seeking these answers, the students awaken their Personas and find themselves teaming up with a reporter and a photographer. Together, the group decides to unravel the connection they have with the Joker and Masquerade.
Lisa Silverman is beautiful, popular, and strange. Though born in Japan, she'll always be looked at as a foreigner, despite the fact that she doesn't know any English. And because of her novel looks, Lisa never felt certain about whether or not she really had any friends so she can be rather nasty when it comes to believing other people's sincerity. Her inability to feel comfortable with herself has led her to become an outgoing fan of Chinese Kung-fu movies (to rebel against her father). Not only does she interject Cantonese words and phrases in her daily speech, she even goes around punching her fists in the air, adding more points to her status as an outsider to her Japanese peers. She can also act somewhat selfishly at times. Underneath her outgoing personality is a girl who utterly believes in the beauty of her first love and the precious memories she was able to make with a group of other children who accepted her for who she was.
Sample Entry: Hoh lin... That Director Sayre would go as far as to kidnap people because she believes they have something to do with the death of her love really shows her devotion, doesn't it? You may think I'm being silly, but have you ever been in love before? The way you can't find the words to describe how you feel when you're around them, how you can't think of anyone else, and you just know both of you are made for each other...there's no other feeling in the world like it. While I'm sorta pissed off the Director didn't discriminate who she suspected of murdering her fianc--, I also can't help but feel sorry for her...
Of course, I would never ever have to face such a tragedy because my Ching yan would never let himself be killed! He's the perfect man~! ♡ Just thinking about him gets my heart racing...!
Wai, wai, I've got an idea to lighten the mood! Why don't I tell you about how I fell for my Ching yan? There's definitely no better medicine for the heart than true love, after all! Maybe once you hear my story, you'll be able to understand the pains that most women experience with love.
I fell in love with my Ching yan when I was just a girl... He was always so quiet and serious but he stood up for his friends. He was definitely the one for me! I didn't even know what his face looked like. That's true love, isn't it? Things got complicated once we grew up, but I believe if I truthfully pursue him, my feelings will reach him one day. I'll wait forever for him...that's the kind of person he is... And, I guess, the kind of person I am, too...
See? A story like that definitely takes your mind off the gorillas lurking in the shadows, doesn't it? Not that you have anything to worry about when I'm here! Acheeooooooh! I'm pretty good with Kung-fu, you know? I'm not the sort of girl who's going to leave her man behind! I'm going to support him in whatever he does. You believe in love, too, right? That's why we should all help Director Sayre with whatever problems she has!
...I mean, take a look at this place. It's not like she has a lot else going for her, right?
Poll So? Character: Rokuta [AKA Enki]
Series:
The
Twelve Kingdoms Character Age: Physical Age is 13; Real age is over 500 years old.
Canon: The Twelve Kingdoms is a world reminiscent of ancient China if ancient China had a political system centered around unicorns. It's made up of twelve kingdoms and each one is ruled by a single ruler. These rulers are given the throne by a holy creature of peace and benevolence called a kirin. It is the job of the kirin to choose a ruler and then rule beside them as their adviser/servant. Kirin look like a strange horse/deer hybrid with golden manes of various shades and a single deer-like horn on their forehead, but they also take human forms that are more commonly seen.
Rokuta, whose courtly name is Enki, is the kirin of the Kingdom of En. He's very much a free spirit in that not even his king can properly order him around. He approaches life very flippantly, but he takes preserving the prosperity of his kingdom very seriously. He's upbeat, childish and occasionally has an attitude. He's also very stubborn and can be rash. Due to his past, Rokuta is extremely sensitive to the suffering of others and to the idea of violence, specifically war. He values protecting the lives of others above all else.
note; Shouryuu is the king Rokuta serves under.
Sample Post:
Jeez, Shouryuu! Sending me off like that. You could've at least told me to my face. Instead, you send me a stupid letter. You get lazier every century, I swear. But never mind that, just look at this place! This definitely can't be right. This is the worst shape I think I've ever seen a province in. Where are the wide open plains or prairie dogs that the letter mentioned? I don't even see any lions... which was very specifically mentioned for some reason. I don't know what a car has to do with it, either. Whatever. Look, it says right here on this sign that this is the right place.
Now I gotta find the governor or... oh, the letter says to find the director. I guess that's the same thing. Hey, you! Yeah, can you point me towards the one in charge of this place? I'm here to make peace negotiations and so it's important I speak with them right away. And hey, I'll even ask them to fix this place up because it must be really hard to live in a dump like this, er, no offense. ... Okay, you like to poll people. What does that have to do with anything? That doesn't really help me, but good for you. Look, nevermind. I'll just find someone else. Thanks anyway.
Oh, I'll ask this person instead. Hey, could you... Huh, a poll? What's with this place and polls? I just need directions. No, I don't want to take your stupid 'srs poll'! If you could--Fine! Fine, give me that! 'What would you do if the sex ban was lifted?' Wait, what?! What kind of poll is that!? Options are... Is this a joke? 'Go wild', 'You', 'Marcy' and 'Your mom'. .... Um. Hey, d-don't ask me about stuff like that! That's not really my area of expertise. I mean, I'm not as clueless about that stuff as I look but I've never... Er. Look, I-I don't want to have this conversation anymore! Please don't follow me! Bye! Wow, that was really awkward.
Oh, right. I have a job to do here. This place is really bizarre. Maybe this really hairy person would be more helpful. Ugh, this is ridiculous... Do you--I don't want a banana! Argh! Screw this, I'm just gonna take my chances and find the director myself! If I get lost, so be it! At least there doesn't seem to be--now what?! Oh. You'll take me to her? Really? Can I really trust you're not insane like everyone else here seems to be? Ah... a gift to prove you're not? Sure, I like gifts. What is this, a shirt? ... 'Ask me about unicorns.' Oh, haha. You're hilarious.
Poll So? Character: Son Goten
Series:
Dragon Ball ZCharacter Age: seven
Canon: Welcome to Dragonball Z, a world where the guy with the biggest muscles, the biggest hair, or the loudest yelling always wins. Here, all the heroes are martial artists, and anyone who can't lift a Tyrannosaurus Rex with one hand could be considered to be laughably weak. The strongest fighter of the series has died, leaving the care of the world in the hands of the rest of the Z-fighters. Peace lasts for years after our hero has died, during which his youngest son was born. Seems our hero did one last thing before he left...
Son Goten was raised out in the countryside with his mother and older brother Gohan, trained by both of them in the martial arts. As soon as Goten makes his debut, it's painfully clear just how high the bar has become by the time he comes around. Even with everyone becoming stronger as a whole, Goten packs more power than most of the fighters already. But when your dad is Goku, you inherit some pretty awesome power and fighting potential-- even if it's still mostly raw and unrefined. Even so, without the need to save the universe every other week, fighting in general becomes more of a pastime among the fighters. Goten is allowed to have a childhood, so he seems to be a lot more like a normal kid than his brother-- by which I mean he's a basic momma's boy with no attention span who loves to play with animals and eat sweets. Being the youngest in his family, Goten's 'little brother' mentality makes him the perfect lackey. Unfortunately not the sharpest tool in the shed, things tend to work out better when he follows someone else who understands what's going on and then explains it to him, and in turn, he backs them up.
Sample Post:
Today's been a really cool day! I mean, it's been kinda weird too, but it was still pretty cool! I wanted to go out and find my big brother, but I think I might've gotten lost somehow. It's weird, I thought maps were supposed to help you not get lost... maybe I have a broken map, huh. Anyway! I know that he's at a camp-- Camp... Fulfill Your Dreams, yeah, that's it -- and that it's somewhere out here in the woods. I haven't found it or Gohan yet, but I saw all kinds of other things!
At first they were kinda mean-- they didn't help me much at all. There was this grownup, and all I was trying to do was ask him for directions when he growled and shouted at me! It sounded kinda like brains, but I don't look like a brain so maybe I heard wrong... He was all grumpy and stuff, so I ran away from him. Maybe he wasn't feeling good, since he was looking kinda sick and green...
After that I got hungry so when I saw a big lake I thought maybe I could fish and make something, but I went over there to go look and the water was green! I've never seen green water before, but I don't think I wanna eat anything that comes out of it-- I might grow another arm or turn into a monster or something, and I don't wanna do that; I like being me. I saw stuff in the water, though! I was gonna try and get some of it out to look at it, but a fish lady saw me and chased me away! She smelled funny, but in the bad way. Yuck. I wonder if she lives in the lake? Maybe that other grownup ate something from the lake and made him green? I know that'd make me sick and grumpy.
I wish Gohan were here, there're all kinds of neat animals! I just saw a really colorful bird, and I think it was saying stuff. Maybe it's a parrot? I've never seen one of those before! It said some really weird stuff, like "It's over nine-thousannnddd!"... Nine-thousand what, though? Maybe bugs? Haha, that's a lotta bugs! Oh, and there was a funny-looking horse! I've seen horses before, but this one's white and has a horn on its head. I'm trying to get closer to it, but it's really fast. C'mon, it's okay! I just wanna pet you, mister Horsie! I wanna show you to Gohan!
Poll So? Character: Giovanni
Series:
Dogs: Bullets & CarnageCharacter Age: probably around 20 or 21
Canon: Dogs is a series set in a dystopian future where genetic manipulation, violence and crime are normal occurrences in everyday life. Genetically modified creatures abound in Dogs, from winged children and pig-snouted monstrosities, to the more subtle monsters that look more human than what they really are inside. Such is the main character of Dogs; such is, also, Giovanni. In a story where everyone has either lost something, or is trying to take back something from their past, Giovanni plays the devil's advocate in instigating violence, and sticking around to see the chaos he causes through manipulation.
Giovanni's the pop-culture stereotype of the smart-dressed sociopath that you often see in the movies. His motivations and allegiances are unclear, his true origins unknown, and as far as everyone is concerned, Giovanni's sole purpose for existing in canon is to frustrate the living hell out of the main character - which, of course, Giovanni is more than happy to do. He's particular about appearances and diction, comes off as an educated person who suffers the occasional bout of purple speech, and is also an obsessive, compulsive and highly voyeuristic little piece of shit. Quite frankly, he's alright with that.
Sample Post:
One moment you're on your way to a very good time, the next you're in a place that's really unfamiliar. That just won't do. There's a very big difference between an underground train station and a wet, smelly marsh like the one I'm looking at. No dusty scent, no metal clanging; just a green, humid expanse as far as I could care to see. And I don't really care to.
Being one of those people who've never seen an actual swamp before, I have to say, the stench is absolutely horrible. Ever had the fortune of being near a car-crash while the good policemen are attempting to pull out the dead, flattened body of the victim? It smells a bit like that, only not as viscous. Makes me want to hurl, if I had a weaker stomach for things like that. It's rather charming, though, in the same way a rotting corpse must seem charming to a necrophiliac.
And now we have an aberration worthy of Lucio Fulci's pride. Do you know him? One of the best horror movie directors when it comes to gore; set a few standards himself, with his zombie movies, never seen anything like it before. There was this one movie of his where he had a lady empty out her insides through the mouth, before turning her into a man-eating undead for some random reason. I tried watching it backwards; that one scene looked like she was tucking the gore back in through her mouth like a particularly disgusting plate of pasta. And how this even relates to you, my foul friend, is that I arrived here hungry, and I am losing my appetite while staring at you. So much for wanting to eat, I suppose. And the wind isn't helping, aah. Cold winds and awkward smells should never go together; it leaves a bad taste in your mouth.
So here I am, enjoying the cool wind and the quiet company of an undead thing, and all it's doing for me is making me feel so homesick. I don't suppose you would know a way back home, then? I could take you with me if you want, I'll show you some of your more animated cousins, and we'll liven up the city in our own special way. Nothing like the smell of steel grating on steel, you know, or gunpowder. All the fireworks and the loud bangs; it may even give you a bit of life, I should think. Immerse yourself in it enough and you just may absorb the electric feel the air takes on when you're caught up in a very large bang. It's always been more fun back home, anyway. All the popular ones are there, all the loud ones. Like one big party, and you never know just how it's going to end.
Show a bit of half-life, Mister Zombie. I could give you a good time. You look like you need it, too.
Poll So?