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Name: Philip
Series: Kamen Rider Double
Character Age: Around 17
Canon: One Kamen Rider not enough? Kamen Rider W's main armored hero actually consists of two people sharing one body for all of its fights. Hidari Shoutarou and his crew fight against the Dopants threatening Fuuto. Dopants come in various and sundry flavors, but they all have one thing in common: they're all humans that use USB-type sticks known as "Gaia Memories" to transform into monsters.
Philip is the second half of W, the armored superhero of the story. An amnesiac named after Phillip Marlowe, Philip alone has the ability to access the Gaia Library, which allows him to access any information on Earth. Having an entire library in his head makes Philip seem a bit absentminded and odd, as he is continually trying new things and losing interest in the last thing he researched. When he finds a new topic, he obsesses over it until he learns everything about it. He relates poorly to others, and only a few things - and people - hold his interest for very long. He can be abrupt and rude because of it, and only associates with a trusted few who can put up with his manners, or lack thereof. People aren't always so interesting, after all, when you have all the knowledge in the world at your fingertips. However, for those he calls family, he will do almost anything for, including risking his life to save theirs.
Post:
Ah, Shoutarou. You had to get stuck in this swamp, didn't you? Hm. Keyword: "Camp Fuck You Die." Keyword: Swamp. Interesting. Camp Fuck You Die is a year-round summer camp based in the Louisiana swamplands. There are seven hundred fifteen inhabitants, all held against their will. Keyword: Barrier. The barrier is what keeps everybody in. That must be this shimmering thing right here. I wonder what will happen if I poke it... hm. Ouch! I'll have to investigate this more. Keyword: "Barrier breach."
Attempts to breach the barrier: five hundred thousand, six hundred and fifty-eight. Attempts have ranged from trying to blow it up, dig below it, and slip through it. Residents only depart through what they call the "Whim of Camp." Keyword: "Whim of Camp."
Too many results - it seems like misfortunes happen a lot here. Hm. Keyword: "Camp Hazards." These include mistletoe, camp wildlife, teleportation, gender change, and sex change. Keyword: Mistletoe - this is fascinating, don't you agree - ah, you must be a gorilla. Though an interesting shade of purple. I'll have to investigate you later. No, I've already researched the topics of human sexuality and human sexual positions. That's not interesting. Go away. Now, back to mistletoe....
Mistletoe causes camp inhabitants, regardless of gender or species, to kiss when they get within a certain radius of each other. Occurs semianually July and December. I wonder why? I'll have to look at this further. It would be really interesting to see this in person. Oh! Related results: "Gender Change."
Gender change is one of the many random events that happen at Camp Fuck You Die. It occurs randomly as one of the "Whims of Camp," or when people attempt to breach the barrier. This would be interesting to investigate in conjunction with mistletoe. See also: "Age change," "Species change." Looking up those. There are examples of people being turned into younger or older versions of themselves, or animals, often due to trying to breach the barrier as well. Keyword: "Sex Ban."
Sex is one of the many things banned at Camp Fuck You Die. Interesting. I wonder at what point the ban kicks in? There are many examples of residents trying to circumvent this ban. Other banned items include sugar, which is also interesting. People often respond poorly to lack of sugar in their diets. Sugar substitutes are acceptable, but can be health risks. I wonder, how does coffee taste with sugar substitutes? I'll have to find out! There are so many things to investigate.
This is such a fascinating place, I'm sure I'm going to love it here!
I think you're good to go now! Good luck!
Poll So?
Character: Hajime Tounomine
Series: Otomen
Character Age: Seventeen
Canon: After Asuka Masamune’s father revealed that he had always wanted to be a woman and left his family to pursue his desires, Asuka’s mother raised her son to be a true man. Suppressing Asuka’s true nature - the part of him that likes cooking, cleaning, and sparkly things - she made him learn kendo as one of the many ways to ensure Asuka’s masculinity. Asuka was so successful that he replaced the reigning national champion of six years, Hajime Tounomine. The first son of a traditional family and heir to a lineage of first place swordsmen, Hajime’s father made any hobby, especially effeminate ones, forbidden. Hajime declares himself as Asuka’s sworn enemy and takes any opportunity to challenge him.
Add tsun-tsun and ore-sama and what do you get? Hajime. Besides being a remarkably stubborn and proud tsun-sama, Hajime is secretly an otomen - a man amongst men with the burning passions and interests of a young girl - for cosmetics. Makeup, hair care, nail polish: Hajime takes his hobby as seriously as his swordsmanship, striving for perfection. But the obsession with first place doesn’t just end at kendo and makeup: Hajime strives to be the best in anything he does, and hates Asuka for reducing him to second. In fact, he takes his rivalry with Asuka too far, always proposing a challenge when the situation is remotely relevant even if it goes against the principles he’d hold steadfast to otherwise. Hajime is one bad dude; bad enough to save the president…from a bad hair day.
Sample:
You there. My next match with Masamune is less than three months away so I’ve decided to dedicate my entire summer to this training camp. I, Hajime Tounomine, shall be the one to defeat him. My plan to practice nonstop to widen the gap in our abilities is flawless, isn’t it? Yet even now I am missing moments of practice. Direct me to the cabins.
“Brains”? It’s quite disgraceful to give irrelevant information when one doesn’t ask for it. If you are going to give directions, describe only the best routes you know. Hmph. I should not have bothered one such as yourself. I have no further matters with you. Unless there is reason for you to follow me, here is where we part ways.
…Stop following me. What are you doing? If you do not stop harassing me, consider me an enemy.
You listen well. Here it is, my cabin. Only now that I’m alone can I check the safety of that. I put it in my clothing bag, where is it…? Here. Yes… Yes…! Everything seems to be how I left it last: metallic colors on the right, pastels on the right; the first tier for facial cosmetics, second tier nails and hair, and so forth. Perfect. My lipsticks, bronzer, eye shadow, mascara… I’m missing one. I brought multiple sticks of-
You again! Are you so shameless to enter one’s room without announcing your presence? Ah, that in your hands - that’s mine. I must have dropped it when I left you. Thank y- You dare ask if it’s eyeliner? No, i-it’s…ink. How else would I draw the foundation of traditional woodblock prints? Of course I know this is a Western camp. Stop questioning the nature of my belongings!
You say that you’re the one listed to share a room with me… Don’t be ridiculous. I refuse to room with one who applies such special effects makeup daily. It’s not makeup? This skin… This skin is wrinkled and deteriorated. What in the world have you done to cause it to become green…?
Detestable… Absolutely detestable! Sit down!
Silence. If you wish to look beatifu- No, if you wish to look human, listen to what I say. With these hands, I will transform you into a princess of death.
Stop moving. The lip gloss is running. I won’t be able to use liquid makeup… I told you to be silent. Leave everything to me.
…There. Is it not perfect? I applied the base layers thickly to make the cheeks look natural once more. Don’t assume I’ll do this for you every day. I only got annoyed this once. Now if you’ll excuse me, I must begin my training at once.
Why are you still following me? You truly are my enemy!
Poll So?
Character: Shirakawa Yuki
Series: di[e]ce
Character Age: 16
Canon: You know what's a boring game? Chess. Chess is a game for old men sitting in parks, not for energetic teenage boys! Luckily, for the younger and more trigger-happy crowd, there is di[e]ce, which differences include replacing pieces with people and adding in some explosions. But there is one rule that remains the same: chess or di[e]ce, the game is only truly over at checkmate. Exciting or not, few people would want to be King in a game where their death is the goal. Unfortunately for the Kings Naruse Kazuki and Koutake Haruki, they don't have a choice in the matter.
Shirakawa Yuki didn't have much choice about joining either. Childhood friend of the Kings, Yuki is used to being dragged along in their wake, whether by going along with Kazuki's wild plans or being set by Haruki to please try and herd Kazuki back into order. When di[e]ce begins, Yuki is just a normal boy in the wrong crowd, as he becomes the one frantic, albeit occasionally sarcastic, voice of reason beside the Kings' growing kill counts and the other players' fawning loyalty. But, when not playing the indignant straight man, Yuki is a good-natured spazz. Whether it's whining over being teased, obsessing over his favorite sentai series, or cheering on his friends, Yuki has a lot of energy and heart to go around. It's enough that even after being revealed as one of the telepathic Pawns, Yuki still bawls over his counterpart's tragic backstory- nevermind said counterpart trying to kill him.
Sample Post:
Wow~! I didn't think there would be Iron Kamen Rider fans all the way out here! But the show is just that amazing, isn't it! Of course it is, of course! You would know best, wouldn't you, Zombie-san? I've downloaded the ringtone and rewatched the episodes, but I was never inspired to form my own sentai team like you're doing. You've got a cool theme, too! Anyone can do mecha or animals, but this is the first time I've heard of undead riders. You're sure to strike fear into your enemies' hearts! Innocent bystanders will be struck with fear too, but I calmed down when I remembered that kamen riders fight for justice~☆ so I'm sure they'd stop screaming too! Ah, are your teammates zombies too? You're Green, and everyone knows that the green rider is almost never the leader, so Red should be some-
AHHH! Zombie-san, look! Those guys took YOUR idea! It's bad enough that they're zombie kamen riders too, but they are-YOUR TEAMMATES? Zombie-san, you can't do that! They're all green riders too! A sentai team has to be balanced! You won't get anything done if you're all trying to be the antagonistic, but strangely helpful, green rider at the same time. One of you needs to be the hot-headed Red, the perky Pink, and YES, THANK YOU; one of you needs to be the braaaaaaains of the team! So, since the rest are green, we'll wash you up in that lake, Zombie-san, and promote you from Moldy Green Kamen Rider to...~ Greyish Off-white Kamen Rider!
Now, we need to do something about the other riders too! We can't dye your uniforms out here, which means we have to resort to drastic measures. Now, I know as well as you do that purple isn't one of the seven standard colors, but kamen riders are a force of unity that welcomes all who would fight for peace, right? Plus, Gorilla-san can be a rider AND a mascot; it'd be killing two birds with one stone! -AH I didn't mean that literally! They're mean, but PLEASE do NOT throw rocks at the toucans. All that does is get them to make more noise, and even WORSE, it's trashing your reputation as a sentai team. A rider doesn't involve himself in petty fights, and that sort of behavior will hurt you in the long run! What if you were on TV like the Iron Kamen Rider, huh? An under 70 percent rating on your pilot episode and canceled before sweeps week! That's what would happen!
So stop worrying about the toucans, because real men DO wear tights, and we can start repairing your image! Luckily, for kamen riders it's not the first impresssion that's most important; it's the last. They struggle and fight until the battle seems lost to overwhelming odds, and then~ They perform their super climatic finishing move! Come on, grab your weapons and we'll practice! One, two, three and gAHH! NOT THAT KIND OF CLIMAX!
Poll So?
Character name: Ash
Series: The Tarot Café
Age: Physically around 19-20.
Canon: The immortal and wise Pamela owns a Tarot Café in modern Great Britain's London. On the surface, she takes customers for tarot readings, but after midnight more than the average human visits: vampires, werewolves, fairies, ghosts- any creature is welcomed. In exchange for her help and guidance, they pay her with beads from a necklace belonging to Belial, helping her fulfill a contract with a demon called Belus. As a child, Pamela lost her mother who was burned at the stake for witchcraft and she ended up being raised by a dragon who later became her lover. But as luck does not last long, her lover was murdered and she gained immortality from him before he died.
The dragon Ash, despite his love for Pamela, detested living and only wanted to be mortal so he could die a natural death. Thus, he made a pact with the demon Belial, and was reborn, given life by a gemstone from Belial's Necklace. Today's Ash has apparently no memories of his past, attracts the worst sort of company and despite an almost angelic, sweet and teasing demeanor, he's actually a sadistic sociopath with no remorse, fine with torturing and seducing others for mere entertainment. Ash grew up without parents and had a hard time until Belus came around and swept him off his feet, becoming like a teacher and friend to him. Ash has no real affection for anyone else, claims Belus as "his", and occasionally threatens him without consequences. Ash is jealous of and downright hates Pamela because she "stole" Belus when he abandoned Ash to spend time with her, and he's quick to pull her into a game of sweet lies and betrayal. This is especially cruel since he reminds her of the original Ash. In short, Ash is a deceptive, childish and egotistical brat, good at playing innocent and helpless victim to lull you into a false sense of security and then using his very strong hypnotic abilities to make you do what he wants.
Sample: I can now say that I've been pursued by a horde of ravaging monsters chanting "brains" at the top of their lungs. It's not so bad, if not flattering, but the smell and ugly appearances makes it quite unpleasant. And it gets worse when I'm knocked unconscious and left to their mercy. See, it's one thing to wake up in an unfamiliar environment, chained to a bed by some complete stranger obsessing over you. I can deal with that kind of person. Usually, they're very lonely; they might have taken a liking to their victims, and can end up stupid and naive. All that's needed is little manipulating and sweet-talk and you've got them wrapped around your finger in no time. Because it's all right to deceive bad people. However...
Being held down on a pile of uncomfortable weeds by tentacles doesn't exactly mirror my image of kidnappers. And whoever is guarding me is obviously not human. His skin is even hanging off his bones. Gross. Uhm, excuse me, Mister? Madam? What's the meaning of this? I'm pretty sure that whatever I signed up for before coming here didn't involve slime arms of some undistinguished monster, and certainly not ones that like to tug at my shirt at random intervals.
... Uh, hello? Even if you're missing your ears, I'm not going stand with getting ignored! I'm not sure what you want to accomplish tying me up like this, but I haven't done anything to deserve it, and I think it's a bit unfair of you to not give me any information. Ah, so this is your cave? ... It looks very solitary. Aw, so you do think it's lonely. You poor poor thing. Do you and the ... tentacles bring in guests because of that? Ah! T-tell your monster to stop tearing at my clothes! ... What? Scared? No, I'm not scared. I'm sure you have a good reason for this and you will tell me. So, it turns out that I'm just another virgin sacrifice to your Squid God -- ... wait a minute? A what sacrifice? N-now, that's a bit over the top, isn't it? I don't suppose you could tell your God to release me? Oh, stop shivering like a leaf. I'm closer to the lake and the tentacles than you are, and I'm still here, right? That's good, just come a bit closer, talk to the monster and I'll --
... oh. I didn't know squids ate zombies. Well, he was dead anyway, I'm sure he didn't mind. I guess I'll just have to make do myself. Do I call you a "God" too? Because I've never seen such a big squid before. Your name ... is Marcy? And you want me to be your special friend? I'm sorry to say this, but you're really not my type. I wouldn't mind being your friend at all, but I'd be so much happier if you unchai -- tacled me. We'd even be able to bond in a better way if I wasn't restrained! No, of course I won't run away.
There you go, much better. It hurt a little, you know. It's not nice to keep people captured like this. But since you were so nice to let me go, I'll share a secret with you. You see, having the amount of tentacles you have, imagine what you could do, being your own special friend? You've certainly got the means for it. Good girl. I knew you'd see it my way. As it happens, I don't really have time to play with the likes of you, even if your, ah ... services are renowned far and wide, as you so eloquently put it.
But if you insist on being mine, then I'll tell you this: I'll do what I want with my possessions. Because they are mine. It's just simple logic.
Poll So?
Character: Vivi Orunitia
Series: Final Fantasy IX
Character Age: "9"
Canon: Once upon a time there was a Princess who ran away from home and a Thief who helped her do it. On their journey they find out that there is some crazy weapon manufacturing going on, a pretty boy manipulating the Queen, and some doom on its way unless they stop it. Which of course they do: they get by with a little help from their friends.
Vivi is the Black Mage of the party. He appears as a child with a black face and no facial features other than big yellow eyes--which would be kind of creepy except that he is a total complete woobie. The deadly black mage contains the following ingredients: shyness, clumsiness, and constant questioning of the meaning of his existence. Despite the tragedy of his existence, the potentially deadly adventure, and all other goings on he is still at heart a little boy who is trying his best.
I don't know where I am or how I got here. But there's a village, and villages have villagers who know where they are. I don't think they can help me with the second part. That, uhm, might be worrying if they did know, actually. There's no reason for them to be involved, right? I just have to hope that these are all good people. Ah, a sign! So this is town is called Camp F--...
T-t-this place. With a name like that, is this a bad place?? But I don't have anywhere else to go. I could just go sleep in the woods with the monsters, I guess. I wouldn't bother anyone out there. But no, if I did that, that would be... It's silly if I could stay in the village instead, and I stayed in the woods, just. Just because I'm making assumptions! S-so... I need to be brave. I won't be scared just because of the word "Die" or...the other word!
Excuse me! I, ah! I don't know how I got here, but I would like to stay at the inn, please, until I know what to do next. If that's not trouble. ...? I need to make you laugh to stay here? Wouldn't it be easier for me to just give you some gil? I have some gil right in my pocket... No? Okay. Uhm. Uhm...
How does this go... What sound do porcupines make when they kiss? Ouch! No? Oh, he didn't laugh at all... What happened to the dog that swallowed a firefly? He barked with...de..light! Ah... Uhm! What color is a burp? Burple! S-still not laughing! How can you help a starving monster? Y-you give them a hand. That last one s-s-suddenly caused a crowd to appear but no one is laughing still...
I think I'll just move on instead. I'm sorry for taking up your time. And I couldn't even make you or any of your friends smile... I'm sorry. I'll be on my wa--AAAAAHHHH!!
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Slapstick comedy is in? Really? Really? And that's funny? So I can stay?? I can stay! Now I can--what? What do you mean, even if I'm funny, I'm still too short?
Oh geez... There's nothing I can do about that at all. What am I gonna do?
Poll So?
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Name: Philip
Series: Kamen Rider Double
Character Age: Around 17
Canon: One Kamen Rider not enough? Kamen Rider W's main armored hero actually consists of two people sharing one body for all of its fights. Hidari Shoutarou and his crew fight against the Dopants threatening Fuuto. Dopants come in various and sundry flavors, but they all have one thing in common: they're all humans that use USB-type sticks known as "Gaia Memories" to transform into monsters.
Philip is the second half of W, the armored superhero of the story. An amnesiac named after Phillip Marlowe, Philip alone has the ability to access the Gaia Library, which allows him to access any information on Earth. Having an entire library in his head makes Philip seem a bit absentminded and odd, as he is continually trying new things and losing interest in the last thing he researched. When he finds a new topic, he obsesses over it until he learns everything about it. He relates poorly to others, and only a few things - and people - hold his interest for very long. He can be abrupt and rude because of it, and only associates with a trusted few who can put up with his manners, or lack thereof. People aren't always so interesting, after all, when you have all the knowledge in the world at your fingertips. However, for those he calls family, he will do almost anything for, including risking his life to save theirs.
Post:
Ah, Shoutarou. You had to get stuck in this swamp, didn't you? Hm. Keyword: "Camp Fuck You Die." Keyword: Swamp. Interesting. Camp Fuck You Die is a year-round summer camp based in the Louisiana swamplands. There are seven hundred fifteen inhabitants, all held against their will. Keyword: Barrier. The barrier is what keeps everybody in. That must be this shimmering thing right here. I wonder what will happen if I poke it... hm. Ouch! I'll have to investigate this more. Keyword: "Barrier breach."
Attempts to breach the barrier: five hundred thousand, six hundred and fifty-eight. Attempts have ranged from trying to blow it up, dig below it, and slip through it. Residents only depart through what they call the "Whim of Camp." Keyword: "Whim of Camp."
Too many results - it seems like misfortunes happen a lot here. Hm. Keyword: "Camp Hazards." These include mistletoe, camp wildlife, teleportation, gender change, and sex change. Keyword: Mistletoe - this is fascinating, don't you agree - ah, you must be a gorilla. Though an interesting shade of purple. I'll have to investigate you later. No, I've already researched the topics of human sexuality and human sexual positions. That's not interesting. Go away. Now, back to mistletoe....
Mistletoe causes camp inhabitants, regardless of gender or species, to kiss when they get within a certain radius of each other. Occurs semianually July and December. I wonder why? I'll have to look at this further. It would be really interesting to see this in person. Oh! Related results: "Gender Change."
Gender change is one of the many random events that happen at Camp Fuck You Die. It occurs randomly as one of the "Whims of Camp," or when people attempt to breach the barrier. This would be interesting to investigate in conjunction with mistletoe. See also: "Age change," "Species change." Looking up those. There are examples of people being turned into younger or older versions of themselves, or animals, often due to trying to breach the barrier as well. Keyword: "Sex Ban."
Sex is one of the many things banned at Camp Fuck You Die. Interesting. I wonder at what point the ban kicks in? There are many examples of residents trying to circumvent this ban. Other banned items include sugar, which is also interesting. People often respond poorly to lack of sugar in their diets. Sugar substitutes are acceptable, but can be health risks. I wonder, how does coffee taste with sugar substitutes? I'll have to find out! There are so many things to investigate.
This is such a fascinating place, I'm sure I'm going to love it here!
I think you're good to go now! Good luck!
Poll So?
Character: Hajime Tounomine
Series: Otomen
Character Age: Seventeen
Canon: After Asuka Masamune’s father revealed that he had always wanted to be a woman and left his family to pursue his desires, Asuka’s mother raised her son to be a true man. Suppressing Asuka’s true nature - the part of him that likes cooking, cleaning, and sparkly things - she made him learn kendo as one of the many ways to ensure Asuka’s masculinity. Asuka was so successful that he replaced the reigning national champion of six years, Hajime Tounomine. The first son of a traditional family and heir to a lineage of first place swordsmen, Hajime’s father made any hobby, especially effeminate ones, forbidden. Hajime declares himself as Asuka’s sworn enemy and takes any opportunity to challenge him.
Add tsun-tsun and ore-sama and what do you get? Hajime. Besides being a remarkably stubborn and proud tsun-sama, Hajime is secretly an otomen - a man amongst men with the burning passions and interests of a young girl - for cosmetics. Makeup, hair care, nail polish: Hajime takes his hobby as seriously as his swordsmanship, striving for perfection. But the obsession with first place doesn’t just end at kendo and makeup: Hajime strives to be the best in anything he does, and hates Asuka for reducing him to second. In fact, he takes his rivalry with Asuka too far, always proposing a challenge when the situation is remotely relevant even if it goes against the principles he’d hold steadfast to otherwise. Hajime is one bad dude; bad enough to save the president…from a bad hair day.
Sample:
You there. My next match with Masamune is less than three months away so I’ve decided to dedicate my entire summer to this training camp. I, Hajime Tounomine, shall be the one to defeat him. My plan to practice nonstop to widen the gap in our abilities is flawless, isn’t it? Yet even now I am missing moments of practice. Direct me to the cabins.
“Brains”? It’s quite disgraceful to give irrelevant information when one doesn’t ask for it. If you are going to give directions, describe only the best routes you know. Hmph. I should not have bothered one such as yourself. I have no further matters with you. Unless there is reason for you to follow me, here is where we part ways.
…Stop following me. What are you doing? If you do not stop harassing me, consider me an enemy.
You listen well. Here it is, my cabin. Only now that I’m alone can I check the safety of that. I put it in my clothing bag, where is it…? Here. Yes… Yes…! Everything seems to be how I left it last: metallic colors on the right, pastels on the right; the first tier for facial cosmetics, second tier nails and hair, and so forth. Perfect. My lipsticks, bronzer, eye shadow, mascara… I’m missing one. I brought multiple sticks of-
You again! Are you so shameless to enter one’s room without announcing your presence? Ah, that in your hands - that’s mine. I must have dropped it when I left you. Thank y- You dare ask if it’s eyeliner? No, i-it’s…ink. How else would I draw the foundation of traditional woodblock prints? Of course I know this is a Western camp. Stop questioning the nature of my belongings!
You say that you’re the one listed to share a room with me… Don’t be ridiculous. I refuse to room with one who applies such special effects makeup daily. It’s not makeup? This skin… This skin is wrinkled and deteriorated. What in the world have you done to cause it to become green…?
Detestable… Absolutely detestable! Sit down!
Silence. If you wish to look beatifu- No, if you wish to look human, listen to what I say. With these hands, I will transform you into a princess of death.
Stop moving. The lip gloss is running. I won’t be able to use liquid makeup… I told you to be silent. Leave everything to me.
…There. Is it not perfect? I applied the base layers thickly to make the cheeks look natural once more. Don’t assume I’ll do this for you every day. I only got annoyed this once. Now if you’ll excuse me, I must begin my training at once.
Why are you still following me? You truly are my enemy!
Poll So?
Character: Shirakawa Yuki
Series: di[e]ce
Character Age: 16
Canon: You know what's a boring game? Chess. Chess is a game for old men sitting in parks, not for energetic teenage boys! Luckily, for the younger and more trigger-happy crowd, there is di[e]ce, which differences include replacing pieces with people and adding in some explosions. But there is one rule that remains the same: chess or di[e]ce, the game is only truly over at checkmate. Exciting or not, few people would want to be King in a game where their death is the goal. Unfortunately for the Kings Naruse Kazuki and Koutake Haruki, they don't have a choice in the matter.
Shirakawa Yuki didn't have much choice about joining either. Childhood friend of the Kings, Yuki is used to being dragged along in their wake, whether by going along with Kazuki's wild plans or being set by Haruki to please try and herd Kazuki back into order. When di[e]ce begins, Yuki is just a normal boy in the wrong crowd, as he becomes the one frantic, albeit occasionally sarcastic, voice of reason beside the Kings' growing kill counts and the other players' fawning loyalty. But, when not playing the indignant straight man, Yuki is a good-natured spazz. Whether it's whining over being teased, obsessing over his favorite sentai series, or cheering on his friends, Yuki has a lot of energy and heart to go around. It's enough that even after being revealed as one of the telepathic Pawns, Yuki still bawls over his counterpart's tragic backstory- nevermind said counterpart trying to kill him.
Sample Post:
Wow~! I didn't think there would be Iron Kamen Rider fans all the way out here! But the show is just that amazing, isn't it! Of course it is, of course! You would know best, wouldn't you, Zombie-san? I've downloaded the ringtone and rewatched the episodes, but I was never inspired to form my own sentai team like you're doing. You've got a cool theme, too! Anyone can do mecha or animals, but this is the first time I've heard of undead riders. You're sure to strike fear into your enemies' hearts! Innocent bystanders will be struck with fear too, but I calmed down when I remembered that kamen riders fight for justice~☆ so I'm sure they'd stop screaming too! Ah, are your teammates zombies too? You're Green, and everyone knows that the green rider is almost never the leader, so Red should be some-
AHHH! Zombie-san, look! Those guys took YOUR idea! It's bad enough that they're zombie kamen riders too, but they are-YOUR TEAMMATES? Zombie-san, you can't do that! They're all green riders too! A sentai team has to be balanced! You won't get anything done if you're all trying to be the antagonistic, but strangely helpful, green rider at the same time. One of you needs to be the hot-headed Red, the perky Pink, and YES, THANK YOU; one of you needs to be the braaaaaaains of the team! So, since the rest are green, we'll wash you up in that lake, Zombie-san, and promote you from Moldy Green Kamen Rider to...~ Greyish Off-white Kamen Rider!
Now, we need to do something about the other riders too! We can't dye your uniforms out here, which means we have to resort to drastic measures. Now, I know as well as you do that purple isn't one of the seven standard colors, but kamen riders are a force of unity that welcomes all who would fight for peace, right? Plus, Gorilla-san can be a rider AND a mascot; it'd be killing two birds with one stone! -AH I didn't mean that literally! They're mean, but PLEASE do NOT throw rocks at the toucans. All that does is get them to make more noise, and even WORSE, it's trashing your reputation as a sentai team. A rider doesn't involve himself in petty fights, and that sort of behavior will hurt you in the long run! What if you were on TV like the Iron Kamen Rider, huh? An under 70 percent rating on your pilot episode and canceled before sweeps week! That's what would happen!
So stop worrying about the toucans, because real men DO wear tights, and we can start repairing your image! Luckily, for kamen riders it's not the first impresssion that's most important; it's the last. They struggle and fight until the battle seems lost to overwhelming odds, and then~ They perform their super climatic finishing move! Come on, grab your weapons and we'll practice! One, two, three and gAHH! NOT THAT KIND OF CLIMAX!
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Character name: Ash
Series: The Tarot Café
Age: Physically around 19-20.
Canon: The immortal and wise Pamela owns a Tarot Café in modern Great Britain's London. On the surface, she takes customers for tarot readings, but after midnight more than the average human visits: vampires, werewolves, fairies, ghosts- any creature is welcomed. In exchange for her help and guidance, they pay her with beads from a necklace belonging to Belial, helping her fulfill a contract with a demon called Belus. As a child, Pamela lost her mother who was burned at the stake for witchcraft and she ended up being raised by a dragon who later became her lover. But as luck does not last long, her lover was murdered and she gained immortality from him before he died.
The dragon Ash, despite his love for Pamela, detested living and only wanted to be mortal so he could die a natural death. Thus, he made a pact with the demon Belial, and was reborn, given life by a gemstone from Belial's Necklace. Today's Ash has apparently no memories of his past, attracts the worst sort of company and despite an almost angelic, sweet and teasing demeanor, he's actually a sadistic sociopath with no remorse, fine with torturing and seducing others for mere entertainment. Ash grew up without parents and had a hard time until Belus came around and swept him off his feet, becoming like a teacher and friend to him. Ash has no real affection for anyone else, claims Belus as "his", and occasionally threatens him without consequences. Ash is jealous of and downright hates Pamela because she "stole" Belus when he abandoned Ash to spend time with her, and he's quick to pull her into a game of sweet lies and betrayal. This is especially cruel since he reminds her of the original Ash. In short, Ash is a deceptive, childish and egotistical brat, good at playing innocent and helpless victim to lull you into a false sense of security and then using his very strong hypnotic abilities to make you do what he wants.
Sample: I can now say that I've been pursued by a horde of ravaging monsters chanting "brains" at the top of their lungs. It's not so bad, if not flattering, but the smell and ugly appearances makes it quite unpleasant. And it gets worse when I'm knocked unconscious and left to their mercy. See, it's one thing to wake up in an unfamiliar environment, chained to a bed by some complete stranger obsessing over you. I can deal with that kind of person. Usually, they're very lonely; they might have taken a liking to their victims, and can end up stupid and naive. All that's needed is little manipulating and sweet-talk and you've got them wrapped around your finger in no time. Because it's all right to deceive bad people. However...
Being held down on a pile of uncomfortable weeds by tentacles doesn't exactly mirror my image of kidnappers. And whoever is guarding me is obviously not human. His skin is even hanging off his bones. Gross. Uhm, excuse me, Mister? Madam? What's the meaning of this? I'm pretty sure that whatever I signed up for before coming here didn't involve slime arms of some undistinguished monster, and certainly not ones that like to tug at my shirt at random intervals.
... Uh, hello? Even if you're missing your ears, I'm not going stand with getting ignored! I'm not sure what you want to accomplish tying me up like this, but I haven't done anything to deserve it, and I think it's a bit unfair of you to not give me any information. Ah, so this is your cave? ... It looks very solitary. Aw, so you do think it's lonely. You poor poor thing. Do you and the ... tentacles bring in guests because of that? Ah! T-tell your monster to stop tearing at my clothes! ... What? Scared? No, I'm not scared. I'm sure you have a good reason for this and you will tell me. So, it turns out that I'm just another virgin sacrifice to your Squid God -- ... wait a minute? A what sacrifice? N-now, that's a bit over the top, isn't it? I don't suppose you could tell your God to release me? Oh, stop shivering like a leaf. I'm closer to the lake and the tentacles than you are, and I'm still here, right? That's good, just come a bit closer, talk to the monster and I'll --
... oh. I didn't know squids ate zombies. Well, he was dead anyway, I'm sure he didn't mind. I guess I'll just have to make do myself. Do I call you a "God" too? Because I've never seen such a big squid before. Your name ... is Marcy? And you want me to be your special friend? I'm sorry to say this, but you're really not my type. I wouldn't mind being your friend at all, but I'd be so much happier if you unchai -- tacled me. We'd even be able to bond in a better way if I wasn't restrained! No, of course I won't run away.
There you go, much better. It hurt a little, you know. It's not nice to keep people captured like this. But since you were so nice to let me go, I'll share a secret with you. You see, having the amount of tentacles you have, imagine what you could do, being your own special friend? You've certainly got the means for it. Good girl. I knew you'd see it my way. As it happens, I don't really have time to play with the likes of you, even if your, ah ... services are renowned far and wide, as you so eloquently put it.
But if you insist on being mine, then I'll tell you this: I'll do what I want with my possessions. Because they are mine. It's just simple logic.
Poll So?
Character: Vivi Orunitia
Series: Final Fantasy IX
Character Age: "9"
Canon: Once upon a time there was a Princess who ran away from home and a Thief who helped her do it. On their journey they find out that there is some crazy weapon manufacturing going on, a pretty boy manipulating the Queen, and some doom on its way unless they stop it. Which of course they do: they get by with a little help from their friends.
Vivi is the Black Mage of the party. He appears as a child with a black face and no facial features other than big yellow eyes--which would be kind of creepy except that he is a total complete woobie. The deadly black mage contains the following ingredients: shyness, clumsiness, and constant questioning of the meaning of his existence. Despite the tragedy of his existence, the potentially deadly adventure, and all other goings on he is still at heart a little boy who is trying his best.
I don't know where I am or how I got here. But there's a village, and villages have villagers who know where they are. I don't think they can help me with the second part. That, uhm, might be worrying if they did know, actually. There's no reason for them to be involved, right? I just have to hope that these are all good people. Ah, a sign! So this is town is called Camp F--...
T-t-this place. With a name like that, is this a bad place?? But I don't have anywhere else to go. I could just go sleep in the woods with the monsters, I guess. I wouldn't bother anyone out there. But no, if I did that, that would be... It's silly if I could stay in the village instead, and I stayed in the woods, just. Just because I'm making assumptions! S-so... I need to be brave. I won't be scared just because of the word "Die" or...the other word!
Excuse me! I, ah! I don't know how I got here, but I would like to stay at the inn, please, until I know what to do next. If that's not trouble. ...? I need to make you laugh to stay here? Wouldn't it be easier for me to just give you some gil? I have some gil right in my pocket... No? Okay. Uhm. Uhm...
How does this go... What sound do porcupines make when they kiss? Ouch! No? Oh, he didn't laugh at all... What happened to the dog that swallowed a firefly? He barked with...de..light! Ah... Uhm! What color is a burp? Burple! S-still not laughing! How can you help a starving monster? Y-you give them a hand. That last one s-s-suddenly caused a crowd to appear but no one is laughing still...
I think I'll just move on instead. I'm sorry for taking up your time. And I couldn't even make you or any of your friends smile... I'm sorry. I'll be on my wa--AAAAAHHHH!!
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Slapstick comedy is in? Really? Really? And that's funny? So I can stay?? I can stay! Now I can--what? What do you mean, even if I'm funny, I'm still too short?
Oh geez... There's nothing I can do about that at all. What am I gonna do?
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