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Character: Rouyama Saki
Series: Engine Sentai Go-onger
Character Age: Approximately late teens
Canon: Talking mechs! Ridiculous explosions! One big honking aluminum VW bus! These are just a few of the things you need to make Engine Sentai Go-onger. Oh, and some villains would help. The Gaiark have invaded, and their mission is to make the Earth as filthy as possible so they can repopulate, since pollution is their preferred environment. Cue the Go-ongers, this universe's incarnation of color coordinated superheroes. Originally a team of three, it soon expanded to five, then seven, with a total of 12 sentient mechs, and God knows how many mech transformations.
One of these heroes is Rouyama Saki, AKA Go-on Yellow, one of the most optimistic Super Sentai heroines ever conceived. Her mantra, in any situation, is "smile, smile!" She pushes her fellow teammates to pursue this motto - with force, if necessary. A living container of constant pep, Saki is the cheerleader that makes you want to do well despite everything going against you. Though you may want to wait till she fixes that stubborn bed head of hers. In battle though, there's no better person to have at your back. Saki is determined, and never gives up without a major fight. Even if all seems lost, she will release a roar of courage and stand right back up again (because this is a Sentai show, and that's how it works). More than all this, the important thing to know about Saki is that no matter how sugary sweet she may be, her food is just as much. Literally; she adds so much sugar it makes food inedible. But do try her cakes; they look odd, but they are super delicious. Sometimes.
Sample Post:
Cake delivery~!
You know, it was really nice to be given a ride; I don't think I could have made the trip by myself. Just to clarify the location... 'Camp Fork You Die'? Yes, that looks correct. Now, I was told the people who ordered these cakes are easy to find, though I'm not sure what kind of instruction 'make yourself look edible' is.
Wow, it didn't take long for you to find me. Are you the customers? You all look starved! Don't worry, Rouyama Saki is here to satisfy all your sweet-craving needs. No no, don't just reach out like that. There's an order to this sort of thing, you know. I'm sorry, what? Sugar's not allowed? Yes, I knew that. That's why I used Splenda! It's not sugar, so it's perfectly fine, right? Good! Now, the first delivery needs to go to... Marcy-san! Where can I locate her? Oh, the lake? Thank you for offering to lead me to her. I need to make sure these are delivered in order, after all. Wait, let me check to make sure it's the right cake... Oh, an octopus, how cute! But what is it holding? And where is it putting that tentacle...? I guess some people like more progressive cake designs. Marcy-san is more artsy than I thought!
Hey! I take two steps away and you all swarm my other orders? I understand you people are starving, but please back away from the cakes! Why are you already eating them? Well, I suppose if they're yours, then I shouldn't complain. What's your name? Gwargh-san? Hm... Well, I'll be, you're right here on my delivery list, between "Frwaagh" and "Hnnnngh". Such strange names; are they all foreigners?
Why are you spitting it out? Is it not to your liking? Please tell me your complaint. "Not enough brains", you say? Well, it is a cake, so you shouldn't be surprised about that! Now now, Gwargh-san, there's no need to be so hostile. Even if the cake isn't to your liking, I can always make a new one. Please, don't be so glum! Smile, smile! Like this!
Oh! I didn't think that your jaw would fall off if I did that. You know, I get the feeling you have more issues than finding a tasty cake. I have a dentist I can recommend to help you get your smile back, if you'd like. No? I have to admit, I don't like dentists much either, so I totally sympathize! Now, where was I? Marcy-san! That's right, I still have to deliver this cake to her. I must compliment her on her choice of cake design; it's quite modern.
... What do you mean it's an 'edible example'?
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Character: Demyx
Series: Kingdom Hearts II and Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days
Character Age: around 3-5 (Late teens in appearance)
Canon: What happens when a mouse and a spiky-haired pile of buckles and zippers love each other very much? You get the magical Disney/SquareEnix crossover Kingdom Hearts. The main Kingdom Hearts storyline tells the story of Sora, a boy destined to save all sorts of worlds by wielding his legendary weapon, the Keyblade, against the forces of darkness. The two major groups of antagonists Sora must face are the Heartless, shadowy creatures formed from hearts fallen into darkness, and Organization XIII, an enigmatic group comprised of Nobodies: people-shaped husks with no hearts.
Demyx, number IX of Organization XIII, is a pretty cheerful guy for having no heart. When not out on Organization business, he's usually content to kick back and play his over-sized sitar, which doubles as his weapon. In a group full of cunning manipulators, Demyx really isn't the sharpest crayon in the box. He's also a whiner and generally a shiftless layabout, but the Organization keeps him around for a reason. While Demyx may act like a doofus, he can get serious and is a fairly powerful fighter when motivated . However, he would much rather avoid confrontation. In fact, Demyx really prefers to avoid work in general, and doesn't hesitate to slack off on his assignments whenever he can get away with it.
Sample Post:
Ewww, this place smells totally nasty! It doesn’t look so great either. This swamp muck is going to end up squelching around in my boots if I stick around here much longer. Gross, gross, gross! Oh man, I just want to go back to the castle. I have the best idea for a new song that I just know is gonna be a big hit, but there's nowhere to sit down and concentrate in this dump. Why’d I have to end up someplace so creepy and - Nggk! O-oh, hey there, Mr. Gorilla and… rotting dudes. So, uhhh… Nice place you’ve got here? I’m totally not anyone suspicious, so I'll just be on my way. People to see, things to do and all, you know?
Oww! Hey, furball, there's no need to get all violent, now. Jeez! Fine, I'll hang out with you, if you're that desperate, just settle down a bit. Oh man, aren't they always saying that there's something that soothes the savage beast? What was it again? Think, Demyx, thiiiink… Oh, I’ve got it! Come on, my fine furry friend, and let me play you a song. Don't be afraid to get into it, man. I know your undead buddies there are too fall-apart-y to join in, but we can dance if you want to! We can leave your friends behind.
Okay, let's try this one; it's always a hit. So, first you cross your arms like this, then you move them up… Huh? Oh, don't tell me the Macarena is banned here. It's the coolest dance I know! Fine, we’ll just do the Hokey Pokey then; even you should be able to handle that... So you put your left foot in - hey! Put it in the circle, not me! Jeez, never mind, we’ll just do some improv. I’ll just jam on my sitar over here, and you can do whatever comes to mind. Alright, here we go, Mr. Gorilla. Oh, hey, that's some, uhhh, nice pelvic thrusting you’ve got going there. Yeesh, I think it’s driving me insane.
Yeah, that’s right, you keep grooving over there, and I’ll kind of groove over this way while you're good and distracted… Oops. Hey now don’t get all clingy on me, man. I’m not just running out on you, honest! I’ve just gotta go where the music takes me, right? Look, I know I'm probably the most awesome guy that's passed through this swamp in a long time, and you're hoping that some of my style and wit will rub off on you or something, but I'm a free spirit. A free bird, even! And this bird you cannot change. So if you'll excuse me, I've gotta start migrating... Yikes! You’re faster than you look, aren’t you? And such a firm grip, too… Okay, okay, you win, I'll stay and dance with you! I’m not going anywhere, so just ease up a bit, alright? Honestly, fans can get so grabby... Whoa there, hands off my instrument or you’re gonna damage it. It's sensitive equipment, you know? Seriously, quit trying to pull off my G-string! Can't we just do the Safety Dance, instead?
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Character: Leliana
Series: Dragon Age: Origins
Character Age: Estimating 20; mod ruling prior to apping is that she is eligible as a camper.
Canon: In the land of Orlais, a bard is a spy and assassin who happens to also be an expert musician and storyteller, plying the minstrel trade as a way to hide in plain site and to gain access to the nobles that would hire them. Leliana, who has a passion for storytelling, began training as one such spy. She learned valuable life lessons: for instance, that sometimes when you falls in love with your mentor, said woman will use you as a scapegoat for treason. After being framed and tortured as a traitor, Leliana fled Orlais and took sanctuary in a religious Chantry, where she quickly became enamored with the religion's legends. Ultimately, worried that she'd lose herself to the humdrum church life, she made up a vision and arranged to get herself swept up in the player's quest to save the world from the demonic/undead threat of the darkspawn Blight.
In short, Leliana is a bisexual, born again, singing spy/assassin who is easily sidetracked by discussions on fashion (with a particular obsession for shoes) and things that she considers cute. By default she presents herself as a cutesy young woman, but Leliana is a manipulative bard at heart: her life is a performance, and she goes through it seeking any attention she can get, whether that means making people sit through depressing stories, listen to spontaneously performed songs, or destroying her innocent reputation by encouraging companions to wonder how many people she has assassinated via seduction. Leliana is well-spoken, as any bard would be. When she speaks, however, she has an accent that makes her pronunciation audibly thicker without making the writers misspell any of her dialogue.
Sample Post:
You know, I have always thought the life of the undead--such life as the undead have, at any rate--was a sad fate for any creature to suffer. To die, that is bad enough, but to die and go through the motions of life, devoid of emotion, identity--even Andraste herself did not suffer such a terrible fate, and she was betrayed and burned. I have lost count of the nights I could not sleep at all, for fear of nightmares in which I am cursed to wander the world over, devouring what had once been my friends and loved ones without even a thought spared for replacing my grimy, earthen rags with this year's shoes! Ooh, the very thought makes me shiver.
Yet here these zombies are, dead as can be, yet their movements are so expressive--so full of life! It is like a dance, it is. Yes, this place is full of romance. And don't you give me that disbelieving look. I can prove it! I have heard many a legend of love in this place, and I'm certain it will only take one to convince you.
So listen, and I shall tell you the story of the star-crossed tentacle monster.
Legend has it that the tentacle monster was not always so grotesque. She was once a beautiful young woman. Many men sought the lovely Marcy's hand, but there was only one that she had eyes for. He was a strapping lad who met her by accident at the lake one night. She had been walking late in the evening, after most of her would-be lovers had gone to sleep. The boy was lonely, because there are always so few to speak to in those moonlit hours, and so he hung about her out of desire for companionship rather than lust--and that made all the difference. They bonded, becoming one true pair as none of Marcy's suitors could have. Finally, as they met at the lake once more, they decided to make love there. But the Director spied them in the act, their limbs so passionately tangled. The loss of her fiancé was fresh in her heart, and she became jealous of the two lovers. The Director was so jealous that she cursed them with hideous new forms that the two could never stand to lie with again. So Marcy was transformed into the tentacle monster we all now know, and so her lover became the first of the purple gorillas.
As time passed, Marcy went mad in her loneliness, and began to see everyone as the boy she had fallen in love with, and desiring to feel his embrace once again, began to waylay everyone she could with her tentacles. The boy, however, recognized the Director's hand in their new forms, and went to her, offering himself as a servant as payment for the eventual lifting of the curse. The Director took his word, never intending to release them. So far was she from doing so, in fact, that she made it so that any pair she caught tasting of each other's fruit would suffer similarly. She even devised ways to encourage lovers to get together, traps to remind them of the acts they are forbidden to perform.
Some say that they will remain locked in this punishment for eternity. You don't come across lovers with such strong feelings very often. So you see, this place really is very romantic! Don't you agree?
...Well, I thought it a grand story, anyway, no matter how many times you chant "bad end, bad end!"
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Name: Gwendolyn
Series: Odin Sphere
Age: mid to late teens?
Canon: Two nations are at war in Erion over a great magical Cauldron, a cauldron that completely obliterated its country of origin. As you can see, the Cauldron is very powerful and in any nation's hands it could spell instant world-domination or complete and utter destruction. So naturally, instead of just destroying such a dangerous object, said warring nations are going to fight over who gets to keep it. The two kingdoms in question happen to be Ragnanival, ruled by King Odin and his loyal Valkyrie, and Ringford, ruled by Queen Elfaria and her oh so pretty fairies. There are wizards who scheme, great beasts that seek vengeance, and numerous romances blooming in unexpected places, often across enemy lines. Oh let’s not forget: the world is doomed to a very violent end with the coming of the Prophecies. The premise of the story is very peaceful if not uplifting.
The youngest daughter of King Odin, Gwendolyn of Ragnanival lived constantly in her sister's shadow until her death during the war. Entrusted with her sister's magical spear, her buttwings of badassery and a lot of low-self esteem, Gwendolyn charges against her nation’s enemies in the hope that she will gain glory and thus earn her father's praise. Being a princess, she is used to others expecting much of her, so she maintains a regal and aloof front. However, in actuality, she is a shy girl that wants to know what being loved feels like. To those that Gwendolyn holds dear, she will go above and beyond the call of duty to save them, even going so far as to fight Death itself to bring a loved one back. She is also surprisingly merciful and selfless; helping random strangers and denying an opportunity for Daddy’s love when something she cares for is in danger are practically part of the daily routine.
Note: permission has been granted to mention Oswald
Sample Post:
Is this the Netherworld? I don’t remember it looking thus. I wouldn’t have guessed the land of the dead to be this light when it was once made from shadows. This place is odd: it looks even to be some sort of village with its strange new houses. How could I have arrived here when I was just a moment before fighting a massive dragon? Is it possible that the beast was capable of devouring a village? In that case I am surely dead! But what of Oswald? I must tell him my feelings for him at last. Oh Oswald, though I’d long to find you at my side, I’d much rather you be safe no matter how selfish my heart is. My only course of action is to reach you, and pray to the heavens that there is a way to escape death once again. I have fought Death once, I will surely do it now, though the land of the dead seems so unfamiliar to me now. My bones ache, ‘tis a wearying feeling. But for your sake, Oswald…
What manner of place is this? All I see are strange furry men walking about demanding bananas. What pray, is a banana? No, I’m sorry I don’t have a banana, my apologies, but could you please tell me where I am? You know Oswald?! Please, tell me where he is! Yes, the black armor, he wears it. I’m not certain what this ‘emo’ is that you speak of. Is it a condition? You’ve not harmed him have you? Please don’t stare at my armor like that, I prefer you staring at my face. No, the wings are not attached, so that said could you please listen? I will do whatever you ask of me. What? I’m sorry I cannot hear you over that grunting.
You wish me to dress like..a maid? A mere servant? While this is indeed for the sake of reaching Oswald, I’m not sure if I should comply in this manner. If you don’t you’ll eat him? I may look injured but I will end you with my spear if you threaten my husband. But I am not at my strongest, and I’ll risk no harm to him, so I will do as you say. Very well, lead me to Oswald! I’ll wear any manner of dress. No, I told you I didn’t have a banana. Please stop tugging on my wings. No I’m not a bird. Why isn’t he listening to me? Oswald, I must remember Oswald, I have endured all manner of torture for his sake, and this must certainly be another. Sir Gorilla, I accept your challenge. If I cannot face it then heavens forbid that I have left Oswald here in such company. If this is not the Netherworld, then surely it is some figment of my imagination, but Oswald is too real a need to be something that I can cast off as an illusion. This gown I’ve suddenly been given, ‘Tis so tight! Could you perhaps loosen it! And is it raining? Why do I feel something wet on the back of my neck? Sir Gorilla why are you salivating? Get away from me, I’ll do this myself! Oswald, please wait for me!
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Character: Trucy Wright
Series: Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney
Character Age: 15
Canon: Apollo Justice is the fourth game of the Ace Attorney franchise. Set seven years after defense attorney Phoenix Wright's heyday, Phoenix has been disbarred from practicing and Apollo Justice has picked up the reins. As if being a rookie attorney isn't stressful enough, Apollo has the worst luck with uncooperative clients and witnesses. Luckily he has his obligatory trusty assistant, Trucy Wright, to give him a nudge in the 'wright' direction.
So what exactly does a lawyer need a magician sidekick for anyway? ...That's a good question! Despite her father being THE Phoenix Wright, Trucy has no training in law whatsoever. In fact, she isn't exactly 'law abiding'. But hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, right? When Apollo's at risk of losing a trial, you'd stage a kidnapping to stall the proceedings too, right? Trucy's perky, ballsy, with more than a couple tricks up her sleeve. Okay, that didn't really answer the question, but Apollo appreciates Trucy's presence all the same. She has a good head on her shoulders and remains optimistic in the face of impossible odds. He just wishes she didn't have such selective hearing and flash her panties at any opportunity. It's okay! They're ~magical~ panties! It helps them find evidence!
Note: Ace Attorney games highlight keywords in orange
Sample Post:
Murder?!
Sure, there may have been a few close calls with the law. Like that time I accidentally set fire to someone's hair in a magic show, but daddy had them sign a waiver. And there was that tiny warning about panty flashing, but it was all a big misunderstanding! Those are nothing compared to murder, though. I can't go to jail for murder. What about daddy and Polly? They can't do anything on their own. Plus, I'll have to take a leave from school and make friends all over again!
...Though I have heard that inmates make very good audiences! Anyone can appreciate a good magic show, even those on death row. Oh, that'll make a catchy slogan and it rhymes! I'll have to run that by daddy when we get home. It is about time I broadened my audience. Plus I don't have anything against performing in prison. I mean, Polly and I go in and out of prison all the time, so the guard practically know our names. I would just have to promise not to pull a Houdini on any of the inmates.
Still, I can't have murder on my criminal record. Trucy Wright, Magician / Murderer Extraordinaire has no ring to it! It wouldn't work well as a stage name at all! Maybe TRUCY THE RIPPER. That has more impact. Um, Trucy the Bloody? Trucy the Magical Killer... Oh! Truce Bundy like Ted Bundy! He escaped from prison twice. Now that's a vanishing act. Or maybe even Lady T? Would that make Polly my Honey Bey? Does anyone still remember that music video anymore?
But anyway, catchy name or not, I want to be famous, not infamous! I know what I have to do. I'll just have prove my innocence. We'll solve this case and catch the real murderer together! Luckily, you're talking to the Trucy Wright of Wright's Anything Agency. We can do anything, especially if it's to avoid going to prison!
Alright! Let me check my panties and see what kind of evidence I can find. These are my magical panties. What's the trick behind it? Oh silly, just like Victoria, a magician never shares her secrets!
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Character: Nami
Series: One Piece
Character Age: 18
Canon: It's a dangerous life out there for a pirate. You could be eaten by sea creatures, captured by Marines/bounty hunters, or even simply get lost and drift endlessly in the Grand Line. Since the crazy magnetic fields in this ocean screw with normal compasses, it's practically an instant death trap for unprepared treasure seekers. But even if you do have a skilled navigator and a Log Pose (which always points travelers island-ward), don't be surprised when freak storms or whirlpools or monsters appear out of nowhere to sink your ship out of spite anyway. Because that's just how the Grand Line rolls.
Luckily for the Straw Hat pirate crew, they have Nami there to always guide them to safety! Not only is she the best navigator they could ever dream to have on their side, she also has a bonus witch-like affinity for the weather and ocean patterns. Confident and hot-tempered, Nami might play up the defenseless cute girl angle at first, but she's quick with her staff (called the Clima-tact) and her fists, so letting your guard down could be dangerous for your health. And for your wallet--a traumatic past left her with sticky fingers and a thief's wit. She'll be diplomatic and sweet-talk you up only juuust enough to swindle out the information she needs to unlock that safe, or to find out where exactly the treasure room is located, or... to simply convince you to not cut off her head. But the moment you take your eyes off her she'll be gone, along with all your valuables.
Sample Post:
Hidden treasure?! Do go on, say more!... or don't. Your vocabulary could honestly use some work. Not all of us are fluent in braaaaain, you know. But luckily for you, I'm a master navigator, and for a limited time only I'll lend my assistance and considerable experience to help you find this treasure of yours! In exchange for protection against the wildlife here and a cut of the riches, of course. Haha, don't worry your head over how much, it'll fall right off your neck it looks like it's just barely hanging on as is. We can always work out the specifics later! So let's stop asking silly questions and take a closer look at this map of yours, shall we?
According to this, right now we're here in the Middle of Camp (TM). Where we want to be is here, at the lake. It looks like we can reach it in no time if we go west... but you must be more hopeless than I expected if you can't even figure out how to do that. Luckily, since we're such good friends, I'll show you the easiest technique of finding the cardinal directions! Everyone should know the basics. Just start by taking a stick and planting it in the ground--I'll use my staff, for example--and by tracking the tip of the stick's shadow after a few minutes you'll end up with a rough east-west line. From there you can derive north and south. Obviously this method isn't perfect and there's a considerable percentage error, but if it's a clear day and you have time but not a compass, it's a good enough approximation. I hope you've learned something new today!
Ye-es, I'm glad you're impressed with my expertise. Who wouldn't be, right? But, sorry to say, drooling on me is not an appropriate way to show your appreciation. Of course I understand you're hungry for brains! I can relate, only I'm hungry for something shinier~... so if you could stop pulling my hair and chewing on my ear, we can start hunting down that treasure already. Even if we're friends, I guarantee you don't want to try my patience. My staff isn't here just for looking pretty. I'm warning you now, I'll give you until three--!
--Huh. I didn't know your head was that loose. It flew pretty far, too... ugh, I better not have gotten zombie juices on the Clima-tact, it'll take forever to scrub out. I thought the undead were supposed to be tougher, but if the enemies here are as easy as that, maybe I won't need a bodyguard anyway! Speak softly and carry a big stick~ ♥
Well then! I suppose you won't be needing that treasure map any more, so I'll just take that off your rotting hands, won't I? Aha, it looks like I won't have to worry about dividing the loot after all! Marcy's booty is all~ mine!
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Character: Ikenami Ryuunosuke
Series: Samurai Sentai Shinkenger
Character Age: 20-21.
Canon: Take Power Rangers and Japanese period drama, put in blender, press button, receive Samurai Sentai Shinkenger. For three centuries, the Shinkengers, a team of color-coded samurai in spandex suits, have been defending mankind from evil spirit monsters called Gedoushuu. Led by their modern-day lord ShinkenRed, Shiba Takeru, our group of specially trained youths takes up their swords to protect the people and defeat Doukoku, the leader of the Gedoushuu once and for all; as they follow the path of the samurai even in the 21st century, they uphold their families' traditions - some moreso than others.
ShinkenBlue, Ikenami Ryuunosuke is the one most devoted to the traditional ways and has been taught a lifetime's worth of samurai training. He is the samurai of water, often acting as a second-in-command for the team. Before he joined the other Shinkengers in battle, he grew up as a kabuki actor. Take the severity of a convinced samurai, couple it with histrionic demeanor and you'll be looking at a young man who is often hilariously dramatic. His devotion and perfectionism occasionally get taken to extreme levels. However, despite his loyalty to his lord, he has learned to take his own judgment of situations into consideration. A caring team mate, Ryuunosuke lacks any and all doubt in his fellow Shinkengers and offers them the same reliability.
Sample Post:
Even if I feel ashamed to admit it, despite being far from home, I haven't felt this nostalgic in a while. After finally defeating Doukoku at my Lord's side, with high spirits and greater experience, I have returned to the stage! Camp Feudal Youth Drama caught my interest as soon as I was contacted by my correspondent, Mr. Blargh. I'm certainly pleased to see the popularity of something as traditional as kabuki theatre reach even this small corner of America!
So it will be Sonezaki Shinzu - The Love Suicides at Sonezaki, starring Miss Sayre and I. Truly, I am honored to take on this role in a play that is so important to her - I have heard that she has been practicing to overcome her shaken heart ever since the death of her fiancé. Turning loss into strength, such sadness into productivity... ! It really gets you in the heart, doesn't it? There is no way I will allow myself to take it half-heartedly; this performance might just be the most important of her life.
Allow me to express my gratitude for your support on the cast's behalf, Mister Blargh. I see you, as well, will be partaking in the play! But what flakey makeup you are wearing... Let me lend you mine. Now, wash your face properly. Since you don't seem very dexterous at all, I'm going to help with applying it. Keep silent! Even if I can relate to your excitement, it is disrespectful to disturb my work. In kabuki, always keep serenity on your mind and focus! Training is important in its due time, but so is sparing your voice if you have a singing role, and judging from your choice in genre, your serenading could not be more out of place. "Dude looks like a lady", hm? I must warn you. If you do not take this seriously, you will be sure to regret it. Furthermore, if I were to be the one to take on the female role, someone surely would have informed me.
To be entirely honest, I did not quite expect the sordid state of this encampment. While it is fairly common for a lot of theatres to run on a low budget, these props are of terrible quality and the apprentices lack all discipline. Even my humble request for one or the other pair of stage hands has been taken rather literally... Nevertheless, I am determined to work around it, if you will as well. This is the most important thing that following the samurai way has taught me, and I will pass on to you: Never give up!
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Character: Rouyama Saki
Series: Engine Sentai Go-onger
Character Age: Approximately late teens
Canon: Talking mechs! Ridiculous explosions! One big honking aluminum VW bus! These are just a few of the things you need to make Engine Sentai Go-onger. Oh, and some villains would help. The Gaiark have invaded, and their mission is to make the Earth as filthy as possible so they can repopulate, since pollution is their preferred environment. Cue the Go-ongers, this universe's incarnation of color coordinated superheroes. Originally a team of three, it soon expanded to five, then seven, with a total of 12 sentient mechs, and God knows how many mech transformations.
One of these heroes is Rouyama Saki, AKA Go-on Yellow, one of the most optimistic Super Sentai heroines ever conceived. Her mantra, in any situation, is "smile, smile!" She pushes her fellow teammates to pursue this motto - with force, if necessary. A living container of constant pep, Saki is the cheerleader that makes you want to do well despite everything going against you. Though you may want to wait till she fixes that stubborn bed head of hers. In battle though, there's no better person to have at your back. Saki is determined, and never gives up without a major fight. Even if all seems lost, she will release a roar of courage and stand right back up again (because this is a Sentai show, and that's how it works). More than all this, the important thing to know about Saki is that no matter how sugary sweet she may be, her food is just as much. Literally; she adds so much sugar it makes food inedible. But do try her cakes; they look odd, but they are super delicious. Sometimes.
Sample Post:
Cake delivery~!
You know, it was really nice to be given a ride; I don't think I could have made the trip by myself. Just to clarify the location... 'Camp Fork You Die'? Yes, that looks correct. Now, I was told the people who ordered these cakes are easy to find, though I'm not sure what kind of instruction 'make yourself look edible' is.
Wow, it didn't take long for you to find me. Are you the customers? You all look starved! Don't worry, Rouyama Saki is here to satisfy all your sweet-craving needs. No no, don't just reach out like that. There's an order to this sort of thing, you know. I'm sorry, what? Sugar's not allowed? Yes, I knew that. That's why I used Splenda! It's not sugar, so it's perfectly fine, right? Good! Now, the first delivery needs to go to... Marcy-san! Where can I locate her? Oh, the lake? Thank you for offering to lead me to her. I need to make sure these are delivered in order, after all. Wait, let me check to make sure it's the right cake... Oh, an octopus, how cute! But what is it holding? And where is it putting that tentacle...? I guess some people like more progressive cake designs. Marcy-san is more artsy than I thought!
Hey! I take two steps away and you all swarm my other orders? I understand you people are starving, but please back away from the cakes! Why are you already eating them? Well, I suppose if they're yours, then I shouldn't complain. What's your name? Gwargh-san? Hm... Well, I'll be, you're right here on my delivery list, between "Frwaagh" and "Hnnnngh". Such strange names; are they all foreigners?
Why are you spitting it out? Is it not to your liking? Please tell me your complaint. "Not enough brains", you say? Well, it is a cake, so you shouldn't be surprised about that! Now now, Gwargh-san, there's no need to be so hostile. Even if the cake isn't to your liking, I can always make a new one. Please, don't be so glum! Smile, smile! Like this!
Oh! I didn't think that your jaw would fall off if I did that. You know, I get the feeling you have more issues than finding a tasty cake. I have a dentist I can recommend to help you get your smile back, if you'd like. No? I have to admit, I don't like dentists much either, so I totally sympathize! Now, where was I? Marcy-san! That's right, I still have to deliver this cake to her. I must compliment her on her choice of cake design; it's quite modern.
... What do you mean it's an 'edible example'?
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Character: Demyx
Series: Kingdom Hearts II and Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days
Character Age: around 3-5 (Late teens in appearance)
Canon: What happens when a mouse and a spiky-haired pile of buckles and zippers love each other very much? You get the magical Disney/SquareEnix crossover Kingdom Hearts. The main Kingdom Hearts storyline tells the story of Sora, a boy destined to save all sorts of worlds by wielding his legendary weapon, the Keyblade, against the forces of darkness. The two major groups of antagonists Sora must face are the Heartless, shadowy creatures formed from hearts fallen into darkness, and Organization XIII, an enigmatic group comprised of Nobodies: people-shaped husks with no hearts.
Demyx, number IX of Organization XIII, is a pretty cheerful guy for having no heart. When not out on Organization business, he's usually content to kick back and play his over-sized sitar, which doubles as his weapon. In a group full of cunning manipulators, Demyx really isn't the sharpest crayon in the box. He's also a whiner and generally a shiftless layabout, but the Organization keeps him around for a reason. While Demyx may act like a doofus, he can get serious and is a fairly powerful fighter when motivated . However, he would much rather avoid confrontation. In fact, Demyx really prefers to avoid work in general, and doesn't hesitate to slack off on his assignments whenever he can get away with it.
Sample Post:
Ewww, this place smells totally nasty! It doesn’t look so great either. This swamp muck is going to end up squelching around in my boots if I stick around here much longer. Gross, gross, gross! Oh man, I just want to go back to the castle. I have the best idea for a new song that I just know is gonna be a big hit, but there's nowhere to sit down and concentrate in this dump. Why’d I have to end up someplace so creepy and - Nggk! O-oh, hey there, Mr. Gorilla and… rotting dudes. So, uhhh… Nice place you’ve got here? I’m totally not anyone suspicious, so I'll just be on my way. People to see, things to do and all, you know?
Oww! Hey, furball, there's no need to get all violent, now. Jeez! Fine, I'll hang out with you, if you're that desperate, just settle down a bit. Oh man, aren't they always saying that there's something that soothes the savage beast? What was it again? Think, Demyx, thiiiink… Oh, I’ve got it! Come on, my fine furry friend, and let me play you a song. Don't be afraid to get into it, man. I know your undead buddies there are too fall-apart-y to join in, but we can dance if you want to! We can leave your friends behind.
Okay, let's try this one; it's always a hit. So, first you cross your arms like this, then you move them up… Huh? Oh, don't tell me the Macarena is banned here. It's the coolest dance I know! Fine, we’ll just do the Hokey Pokey then; even you should be able to handle that... So you put your left foot in - hey! Put it in the circle, not me! Jeez, never mind, we’ll just do some improv. I’ll just jam on my sitar over here, and you can do whatever comes to mind. Alright, here we go, Mr. Gorilla. Oh, hey, that's some, uhhh, nice pelvic thrusting you’ve got going there. Yeesh, I think it’s driving me insane.
Yeah, that’s right, you keep grooving over there, and I’ll kind of groove over this way while you're good and distracted… Oops. Hey now don’t get all clingy on me, man. I’m not just running out on you, honest! I’ve just gotta go where the music takes me, right? Look, I know I'm probably the most awesome guy that's passed through this swamp in a long time, and you're hoping that some of my style and wit will rub off on you or something, but I'm a free spirit. A free bird, even! And this bird you cannot change. So if you'll excuse me, I've gotta start migrating... Yikes! You’re faster than you look, aren’t you? And such a firm grip, too… Okay, okay, you win, I'll stay and dance with you! I’m not going anywhere, so just ease up a bit, alright? Honestly, fans can get so grabby... Whoa there, hands off my instrument or you’re gonna damage it. It's sensitive equipment, you know? Seriously, quit trying to pull off my G-string! Can't we just do the Safety Dance, instead?
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Character: Leliana
Series: Dragon Age: Origins
Character Age: Estimating 20; mod ruling prior to apping is that she is eligible as a camper.
Canon: In the land of Orlais, a bard is a spy and assassin who happens to also be an expert musician and storyteller, plying the minstrel trade as a way to hide in plain site and to gain access to the nobles that would hire them. Leliana, who has a passion for storytelling, began training as one such spy. She learned valuable life lessons: for instance, that sometimes when you falls in love with your mentor, said woman will use you as a scapegoat for treason. After being framed and tortured as a traitor, Leliana fled Orlais and took sanctuary in a religious Chantry, where she quickly became enamored with the religion's legends. Ultimately, worried that she'd lose herself to the humdrum church life, she made up a vision and arranged to get herself swept up in the player's quest to save the world from the demonic/undead threat of the darkspawn Blight.
In short, Leliana is a bisexual, born again, singing spy/assassin who is easily sidetracked by discussions on fashion (with a particular obsession for shoes) and things that she considers cute. By default she presents herself as a cutesy young woman, but Leliana is a manipulative bard at heart: her life is a performance, and she goes through it seeking any attention she can get, whether that means making people sit through depressing stories, listen to spontaneously performed songs, or destroying her innocent reputation by encouraging companions to wonder how many people she has assassinated via seduction. Leliana is well-spoken, as any bard would be. When she speaks, however, she has an accent that makes her pronunciation audibly thicker without making the writers misspell any of her dialogue.
Sample Post:
You know, I have always thought the life of the undead--such life as the undead have, at any rate--was a sad fate for any creature to suffer. To die, that is bad enough, but to die and go through the motions of life, devoid of emotion, identity--even Andraste herself did not suffer such a terrible fate, and she was betrayed and burned. I have lost count of the nights I could not sleep at all, for fear of nightmares in which I am cursed to wander the world over, devouring what had once been my friends and loved ones without even a thought spared for replacing my grimy, earthen rags with this year's shoes! Ooh, the very thought makes me shiver.
Yet here these zombies are, dead as can be, yet their movements are so expressive--so full of life! It is like a dance, it is. Yes, this place is full of romance. And don't you give me that disbelieving look. I can prove it! I have heard many a legend of love in this place, and I'm certain it will only take one to convince you.
So listen, and I shall tell you the story of the star-crossed tentacle monster.
Legend has it that the tentacle monster was not always so grotesque. She was once a beautiful young woman. Many men sought the lovely Marcy's hand, but there was only one that she had eyes for. He was a strapping lad who met her by accident at the lake one night. She had been walking late in the evening, after most of her would-be lovers had gone to sleep. The boy was lonely, because there are always so few to speak to in those moonlit hours, and so he hung about her out of desire for companionship rather than lust--and that made all the difference. They bonded, becoming one true pair as none of Marcy's suitors could have. Finally, as they met at the lake once more, they decided to make love there. But the Director spied them in the act, their limbs so passionately tangled. The loss of her fiancé was fresh in her heart, and she became jealous of the two lovers. The Director was so jealous that she cursed them with hideous new forms that the two could never stand to lie with again. So Marcy was transformed into the tentacle monster we all now know, and so her lover became the first of the purple gorillas.
As time passed, Marcy went mad in her loneliness, and began to see everyone as the boy she had fallen in love with, and desiring to feel his embrace once again, began to waylay everyone she could with her tentacles. The boy, however, recognized the Director's hand in their new forms, and went to her, offering himself as a servant as payment for the eventual lifting of the curse. The Director took his word, never intending to release them. So far was she from doing so, in fact, that she made it so that any pair she caught tasting of each other's fruit would suffer similarly. She even devised ways to encourage lovers to get together, traps to remind them of the acts they are forbidden to perform.
Some say that they will remain locked in this punishment for eternity. You don't come across lovers with such strong feelings very often. So you see, this place really is very romantic! Don't you agree?
...Well, I thought it a grand story, anyway, no matter how many times you chant "bad end, bad end!"
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Name: Gwendolyn
Series: Odin Sphere
Age: mid to late teens?
Canon: Two nations are at war in Erion over a great magical Cauldron, a cauldron that completely obliterated its country of origin. As you can see, the Cauldron is very powerful and in any nation's hands it could spell instant world-domination or complete and utter destruction. So naturally, instead of just destroying such a dangerous object, said warring nations are going to fight over who gets to keep it. The two kingdoms in question happen to be Ragnanival, ruled by King Odin and his loyal Valkyrie, and Ringford, ruled by Queen Elfaria and her oh so pretty fairies. There are wizards who scheme, great beasts that seek vengeance, and numerous romances blooming in unexpected places, often across enemy lines. Oh let’s not forget: the world is doomed to a very violent end with the coming of the Prophecies. The premise of the story is very peaceful if not uplifting.
The youngest daughter of King Odin, Gwendolyn of Ragnanival lived constantly in her sister's shadow until her death during the war. Entrusted with her sister's magical spear, her buttwings of badassery and a lot of low-self esteem, Gwendolyn charges against her nation’s enemies in the hope that she will gain glory and thus earn her father's praise. Being a princess, she is used to others expecting much of her, so she maintains a regal and aloof front. However, in actuality, she is a shy girl that wants to know what being loved feels like. To those that Gwendolyn holds dear, she will go above and beyond the call of duty to save them, even going so far as to fight Death itself to bring a loved one back. She is also surprisingly merciful and selfless; helping random strangers and denying an opportunity for Daddy’s love when something she cares for is in danger are practically part of the daily routine.
Note: permission has been granted to mention Oswald
Sample Post:
Is this the Netherworld? I don’t remember it looking thus. I wouldn’t have guessed the land of the dead to be this light when it was once made from shadows. This place is odd: it looks even to be some sort of village with its strange new houses. How could I have arrived here when I was just a moment before fighting a massive dragon? Is it possible that the beast was capable of devouring a village? In that case I am surely dead! But what of Oswald? I must tell him my feelings for him at last. Oh Oswald, though I’d long to find you at my side, I’d much rather you be safe no matter how selfish my heart is. My only course of action is to reach you, and pray to the heavens that there is a way to escape death once again. I have fought Death once, I will surely do it now, though the land of the dead seems so unfamiliar to me now. My bones ache, ‘tis a wearying feeling. But for your sake, Oswald…
What manner of place is this? All I see are strange furry men walking about demanding bananas. What pray, is a banana? No, I’m sorry I don’t have a banana, my apologies, but could you please tell me where I am? You know Oswald?! Please, tell me where he is! Yes, the black armor, he wears it. I’m not certain what this ‘emo’ is that you speak of. Is it a condition? You’ve not harmed him have you? Please don’t stare at my armor like that, I prefer you staring at my face. No, the wings are not attached, so that said could you please listen? I will do whatever you ask of me. What? I’m sorry I cannot hear you over that grunting.
You wish me to dress like..a maid? A mere servant? While this is indeed for the sake of reaching Oswald, I’m not sure if I should comply in this manner. If you don’t you’ll eat him? I may look injured but I will end you with my spear if you threaten my husband. But I am not at my strongest, and I’ll risk no harm to him, so I will do as you say. Very well, lead me to Oswald! I’ll wear any manner of dress. No, I told you I didn’t have a banana. Please stop tugging on my wings. No I’m not a bird. Why isn’t he listening to me? Oswald, I must remember Oswald, I have endured all manner of torture for his sake, and this must certainly be another. Sir Gorilla, I accept your challenge. If I cannot face it then heavens forbid that I have left Oswald here in such company. If this is not the Netherworld, then surely it is some figment of my imagination, but Oswald is too real a need to be something that I can cast off as an illusion. This gown I’ve suddenly been given, ‘Tis so tight! Could you perhaps loosen it! And is it raining? Why do I feel something wet on the back of my neck? Sir Gorilla why are you salivating? Get away from me, I’ll do this myself! Oswald, please wait for me!
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Character: Trucy Wright
Series: Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney
Character Age: 15
Canon: Apollo Justice is the fourth game of the Ace Attorney franchise. Set seven years after defense attorney Phoenix Wright's heyday, Phoenix has been disbarred from practicing and Apollo Justice has picked up the reins. As if being a rookie attorney isn't stressful enough, Apollo has the worst luck with uncooperative clients and witnesses. Luckily he has his obligatory trusty assistant, Trucy Wright, to give him a nudge in the 'wright' direction.
So what exactly does a lawyer need a magician sidekick for anyway? ...That's a good question! Despite her father being THE Phoenix Wright, Trucy has no training in law whatsoever. In fact, she isn't exactly 'law abiding'. But hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, right? When Apollo's at risk of losing a trial, you'd stage a kidnapping to stall the proceedings too, right? Trucy's perky, ballsy, with more than a couple tricks up her sleeve. Okay, that didn't really answer the question, but Apollo appreciates Trucy's presence all the same. She has a good head on her shoulders and remains optimistic in the face of impossible odds. He just wishes she didn't have such selective hearing and flash her panties at any opportunity. It's okay! They're ~magical~ panties! It helps them find evidence!
Note: Ace Attorney games highlight keywords in orange
Sample Post:
Murder?!
Sure, there may have been a few close calls with the law. Like that time I accidentally set fire to someone's hair in a magic show, but daddy had them sign a waiver. And there was that tiny warning about panty flashing, but it was all a big misunderstanding! Those are nothing compared to murder, though. I can't go to jail for murder. What about daddy and Polly? They can't do anything on their own. Plus, I'll have to take a leave from school and make friends all over again!
...Though I have heard that inmates make very good audiences! Anyone can appreciate a good magic show, even those on death row. Oh, that'll make a catchy slogan and it rhymes! I'll have to run that by daddy when we get home. It is about time I broadened my audience. Plus I don't have anything against performing in prison. I mean, Polly and I go in and out of prison all the time, so the guard practically know our names. I would just have to promise not to pull a Houdini on any of the inmates.
Still, I can't have murder on my criminal record. Trucy Wright, Magician / Murderer Extraordinaire has no ring to it! It wouldn't work well as a stage name at all! Maybe TRUCY THE RIPPER. That has more impact. Um, Trucy the Bloody? Trucy the Magical Killer... Oh! Truce Bundy like Ted Bundy! He escaped from prison twice. Now that's a vanishing act. Or maybe even Lady T? Would that make Polly my Honey Bey? Does anyone still remember that music video anymore?
But anyway, catchy name or not, I want to be famous, not infamous! I know what I have to do. I'll just have prove my innocence. We'll solve this case and catch the real murderer together! Luckily, you're talking to the Trucy Wright of Wright's Anything Agency. We can do anything, especially if it's to avoid going to prison!
Alright! Let me check my panties and see what kind of evidence I can find. These are my magical panties. What's the trick behind it? Oh silly, just like Victoria, a magician never shares her secrets!
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Character: Nami
Series: One Piece
Character Age: 18
Canon: It's a dangerous life out there for a pirate. You could be eaten by sea creatures, captured by Marines/bounty hunters, or even simply get lost and drift endlessly in the Grand Line. Since the crazy magnetic fields in this ocean screw with normal compasses, it's practically an instant death trap for unprepared treasure seekers. But even if you do have a skilled navigator and a Log Pose (which always points travelers island-ward), don't be surprised when freak storms or whirlpools or monsters appear out of nowhere to sink your ship out of spite anyway. Because that's just how the Grand Line rolls.
Luckily for the Straw Hat pirate crew, they have Nami there to always guide them to safety! Not only is she the best navigator they could ever dream to have on their side, she also has a bonus witch-like affinity for the weather and ocean patterns. Confident and hot-tempered, Nami might play up the defenseless cute girl angle at first, but she's quick with her staff (called the Clima-tact) and her fists, so letting your guard down could be dangerous for your health. And for your wallet--a traumatic past left her with sticky fingers and a thief's wit. She'll be diplomatic and sweet-talk you up only juuust enough to swindle out the information she needs to unlock that safe, or to find out where exactly the treasure room is located, or... to simply convince you to not cut off her head. But the moment you take your eyes off her she'll be gone, along with all your valuables.
Sample Post:
Hidden treasure?! Do go on, say more!... or don't. Your vocabulary could honestly use some work. Not all of us are fluent in braaaaain, you know. But luckily for you, I'm a master navigator, and for a limited time only I'll lend my assistance and considerable experience to help you find this treasure of yours! In exchange for protection against the wildlife here and a cut of the riches, of course. Haha, don't worry your head over how much, it'll fall right off your neck it looks like it's just barely hanging on as is. We can always work out the specifics later! So let's stop asking silly questions and take a closer look at this map of yours, shall we?
According to this, right now we're here in the Middle of Camp (TM). Where we want to be is here, at the lake. It looks like we can reach it in no time if we go west... but you must be more hopeless than I expected if you can't even figure out how to do that. Luckily, since we're such good friends, I'll show you the easiest technique of finding the cardinal directions! Everyone should know the basics. Just start by taking a stick and planting it in the ground--I'll use my staff, for example--and by tracking the tip of the stick's shadow after a few minutes you'll end up with a rough east-west line. From there you can derive north and south. Obviously this method isn't perfect and there's a considerable percentage error, but if it's a clear day and you have time but not a compass, it's a good enough approximation. I hope you've learned something new today!
Ye-es, I'm glad you're impressed with my expertise. Who wouldn't be, right? But, sorry to say, drooling on me is not an appropriate way to show your appreciation. Of course I understand you're hungry for brains! I can relate, only I'm hungry for something shinier~... so if you could stop pulling my hair and chewing on my ear, we can start hunting down that treasure already. Even if we're friends, I guarantee you don't want to try my patience. My staff isn't here just for looking pretty. I'm warning you now, I'll give you until three--!
--Huh. I didn't know your head was that loose. It flew pretty far, too... ugh, I better not have gotten zombie juices on the Clima-tact, it'll take forever to scrub out. I thought the undead were supposed to be tougher, but if the enemies here are as easy as that, maybe I won't need a bodyguard anyway! Speak softly and carry a big stick~ ♥
Well then! I suppose you won't be needing that treasure map any more, so I'll just take that off your rotting hands, won't I? Aha, it looks like I won't have to worry about dividing the loot after all! Marcy's booty is all~ mine!
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Character: Ikenami Ryuunosuke
Series: Samurai Sentai Shinkenger
Character Age: 20-21.
Canon: Take Power Rangers and Japanese period drama, put in blender, press button, receive Samurai Sentai Shinkenger. For three centuries, the Shinkengers, a team of color-coded samurai in spandex suits, have been defending mankind from evil spirit monsters called Gedoushuu. Led by their modern-day lord ShinkenRed, Shiba Takeru, our group of specially trained youths takes up their swords to protect the people and defeat Doukoku, the leader of the Gedoushuu once and for all; as they follow the path of the samurai even in the 21st century, they uphold their families' traditions - some moreso than others.
ShinkenBlue, Ikenami Ryuunosuke is the one most devoted to the traditional ways and has been taught a lifetime's worth of samurai training. He is the samurai of water, often acting as a second-in-command for the team. Before he joined the other Shinkengers in battle, he grew up as a kabuki actor. Take the severity of a convinced samurai, couple it with histrionic demeanor and you'll be looking at a young man who is often hilariously dramatic. His devotion and perfectionism occasionally get taken to extreme levels. However, despite his loyalty to his lord, he has learned to take his own judgment of situations into consideration. A caring team mate, Ryuunosuke lacks any and all doubt in his fellow Shinkengers and offers them the same reliability.
Sample Post:
Even if I feel ashamed to admit it, despite being far from home, I haven't felt this nostalgic in a while. After finally defeating Doukoku at my Lord's side, with high spirits and greater experience, I have returned to the stage! Camp Feudal Youth Drama caught my interest as soon as I was contacted by my correspondent, Mr. Blargh. I'm certainly pleased to see the popularity of something as traditional as kabuki theatre reach even this small corner of America!
So it will be Sonezaki Shinzu - The Love Suicides at Sonezaki, starring Miss Sayre and I. Truly, I am honored to take on this role in a play that is so important to her - I have heard that she has been practicing to overcome her shaken heart ever since the death of her fiancé. Turning loss into strength, such sadness into productivity... ! It really gets you in the heart, doesn't it? There is no way I will allow myself to take it half-heartedly; this performance might just be the most important of her life.
Allow me to express my gratitude for your support on the cast's behalf, Mister Blargh. I see you, as well, will be partaking in the play! But what flakey makeup you are wearing... Let me lend you mine. Now, wash your face properly. Since you don't seem very dexterous at all, I'm going to help with applying it. Keep silent! Even if I can relate to your excitement, it is disrespectful to disturb my work. In kabuki, always keep serenity on your mind and focus! Training is important in its due time, but so is sparing your voice if you have a singing role, and judging from your choice in genre, your serenading could not be more out of place. "Dude looks like a lady", hm? I must warn you. If you do not take this seriously, you will be sure to regret it. Furthermore, if I were to be the one to take on the female role, someone surely would have informed me.
To be entirely honest, I did not quite expect the sordid state of this encampment. While it is fairly common for a lot of theatres to run on a low budget, these props are of terrible quality and the apprentices lack all discipline. Even my humble request for one or the other pair of stage hands has been taken rather literally... Nevertheless, I am determined to work around it, if you will as well. This is the most important thing that following the samurai way has taught me, and I will pass on to you: Never give up!
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