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Character: Kururu
Canon: 07-Ghost
Character Age: Unknown. Definitely no older than mid-teens.
Canon: 07-Ghost begins with a conflict between the peaceful Barsburg Empire and the seemingly evil kingdom of Raggs, which rebels against it and is eventually crushed. As amnesiac protagonist Teito Klein finds out, however, the official version of events is a web of lies. Teito goes on a journey to discover the truth behind what happened, and in doing so, find out about himself and his forgotten past. One of the people he meets along his journey is a young girl named Ouka, who tells him that she's a trainee doctor, run away from home over a disagreement with her father. What she doesn't tell him is that she's actually the Princess of the Barsburg Empire--and possibly the reason Raggs was destroyed in the first place.
Kururu is Ouka's constant companion, accompanying her even when she's evaded her other attendants and escaped Barsburg Castle. A young dragon of the species known as Fyulong, Kururu has been by Ouka's side since she was born, and is someone who acts 'like a sister' to her. She's absolutely invested in Ouka's health and well-being and completely loyal to her. She's also highly concerned with manners, thoroughly disapproves of people who won't address her or Ouka politely (particularly if they're men,) and doesn't hesitate to tell them if they don't meet her standards. She's temperamental, speaks in high-handed fashion, and acts angry or haughtily commanding most of the time. She does have a slightly softer side, though, willing to knock a stranger out of harm's way at great cost to herself. Of course, this hardly makes them friends--or so she proclaims afterwards. In other words, tsun tsun tsun dere tsun.
Sample Post:
I absolutely refuse! There is no conceivable way that I would follow your demands, even if you addressed them to me properly and did not simply mumble and groan like imbeciles. I will not associate--or negotiate--with people who cannot even articulate their demands in the language of their own species! You speak without introducing yourselves; you make completely unreasonable demands of me for the brains in my head! I decline--yes, I am completely unwilling to entertain any of you until you learn some proper manners, and I warn you now: there is no way you can gain them by ingesting anyone's cranial matter, whether it be human or Fyulong. Who on earth ever taught you such an atrocious story? Unlearn it at once!
Lady Ouka, I truly fear for your safety. How you must be suffering at the hands of these foul and uneducated brigands, even as I search for you! I fear you cannot get coherent directions or even simple salutations from the people here. Why, some of the birds and other creatures here are far more capable of speech than they are, even if they are just as needlessly rude. When I attempt to approach them and make civil conversation, they think highly enough of themselves to proposition me without even a greeting. No, I say, I will not get down and move anything all around with you!
Wretched beasts! Clearly whatever intelligence is possessed by the denizens of this place is not being utilized properly. Your schooling in the social arts is far too inefficient for any of you to address my lady, and if absolutely none of you have the knowledge to elevate yourselves a little, then it is up to someone else to fix the problem. And I suppose if you have somehow charmed Lady Ouka, then there may be no leaving here for awhile. For her sake, I suppose I can at least begin to enlighten you in the very basics of etiquette.
Since this appears to be such an issue, let us start with a traditional greeting! Take your partner's hand, and then first wash it off with the cleanest soap and water you can find. Personal hygiene is essential to making a good first impression. Second, shake it firmly to the left! Now to the right! Then hold it up high: see what a different impression it leaves, so clean and bright? Even if it has fallen off at the wrist, it is far more acceptable to others. Do not underestimate the power of good manners, no matter what obstacles lie in your path to obtaining them. If you truly wish to learn how to act properly around a lady, then you will be willing to sacrifice more than a single hand to the cause! Indeed, if you are truly willing to become a paragon of good manners, then you must show me your dedication in every clumsy gesture of your remaining limbs, otherwise you will not be fit even to lick my Lady's boots--
--no! Even your tongue falling out is no excuse!
Poll So?
Character: Penelo
Series: Final Fantasy XII
Character Age: 17
canon: The world of Final Fantasy XII is a world in chaos. A world of political unrest, where history is being made and a group of rebels set out to change the world. Some of them are there by birthright, others out of desire for fame or wealth, and some of them are swept into the turmoil by chance. Regardless of their reason for being there, all of the characters find themselves stepping outside the law to prevent a war. To do so, they travel the world, encountering ancient magics, helping royalty regain the throne, and sifting through history to unravel and correct the lies that have hurt them and others.
In every group trying to change something for the better, there is an idealist. For this group, it is Penelo. An orphan making her way on the streets, Penelo is down-to-earth and modest, working hard to survive. Her pragmatic way of life sharply contrasts with her best friend, Vaan, who only wants to fly the skies and find adventure. It is, in fact, her deep affection for her friend that causes her to follow him and his newfound allies and entangle herself in the conflict. She shows that affection by trying to make sure nobody in the group gets hurt, but don't let her kind heart fool you into thinking she's soft. Penelo likes to make her friends happy, but she's not above teasing or speaking her mind when the time is right. It helps that she can back up what she says in combat. Penelo has a fluid style of fighting that is bolstered by her abilities as a dancer. She may be sweet and put a great deal of faith in her allies, but Penelo is the little sister of the group... with an edge.
Sample Post:
Hi there everybody! Thanks for coming down to the mess hall this morning for the founding meeting of the camp's first, 'Creative Fantastic Ultimate Dance-Troupe'. I know it's early, but this is the safest open space in camp and now is the only time it's empty. Before we get started, I owe some of the gorillas here an apology. Guys, I am so sorry. I had no idea you were interested in learning to dance and when you came running and tumbling at me, I instinctively thought it was an attack. I cast that Thunder spell without thinking, and I'm really glad that none of you were knocked out for too long... Anyways, I promise it won't happen again. I don't have anything against monsters. Really, I swear!
So you think you can dance, huh? Let's get started, then! Put all this nonsense about electrocution behind us, right? Right! We're going to start by talking about our goals while we're here. I think it would be really great if we could put on a performance for the rest of the camp. I know we're in a swamp and everything, but that's no reason we can't try and muster up a little camp spirit! I think it we could put on a great show if we try and use some of your input too. Dance is really about putting your heart into it! So let's hear some suggestions. What kind of dances do you guys like to do? ...What was that? I heard the bump, the running man, and the sprinkler? Is the first one just shoving somebody? Do I even want to know? I don't think I do those, but I'm sure I can figure something out. Let's move on for now, and talk about costumes and set. After all, it is a performance. And we clearly need some work because, no offense, your costumes are awful. The leg-warmers, the giant t-shirts, the headbands, they're all so tacky. I have no idea where you guys got your inspiration, but I think we need to take this in a different direction.
Luckily for us, I already have a routine planned out. I'll explain it while we stretch out and warm up. I'm going to need you guys nice and limber because this piece we're learning is all about the idea of freedom. Freedom of expression. Freedom of action! For it to look good, I'll need everyone to be totally in the moment. I want energy. I want you to be maniacs on the floor. You should be dancing like you've never danced before! Unless you are dancing like that. Then you should stop. Seriously, you guys, this is way too much. Someone is going to get hurt! I think I just saw an arm fly off! Shouldn't the person missing the arm notice that first?
Poll So?
ETA: Pulled for a potential dup. TEACH ME TO BE A QUICKDRAW.
Character: Usopp
Series: One Piece
Character Age: 17
Canon: One Piece is a series where pirates run the show; pirates with unbelievable, hilarious powers, pirates with huge bounties, pirates with the ability to literally shake the world's foundation. Except in this world where people can stretch their bodies or fight enemies with a deadly form of ballet, there're pirates who aren't so much world-shaking as shaking in their boots. Usopp is such a pirate and man, life can be hard on him. He's always being laughed at, underestimated, and flat-out beaten up so much that once he ended up in a full-body cast. It isn't any wonder that his first reaction in a fight is to run and his second is to try to bluff his way out of it.
Still, Usopp embodies the typical heroic spirit of standing by your friends even when the going gets rough, even when he's so scared that he can barely stand upright. Usopp's mouth is definitely larger than his courage and he's forever lying and telling stories to make himself seem more awesome. Unfortunately, very few people believe his lies as they're usually too far-fetched to believe. Usopp's claim-to-fame is being an incredible sniper, fighting with unique ammunition which he calls Stars and a slingshot of all things. His life's ambition is to become a brave warrior of the sea, like his dad, despite all of his shortcomings.
Sample Post:
You! Hey, you! No, no, no, don't stop to look at me, keeping walking! In fact, you should walk faster in that direction. Yes, that direction, far away from the swamp. Actaully, it'd be better if we ran. R-Running's good for the heart, you know! Hey, didn't I tell you not to stop? Also, don't look behind you. And don't ask about the teeth marks on my arms. And don't ask anymore questions! If you ask anymore questions, your mouth will freeze and- fine, I'll tell you what happened as long as we go faster than a horde of angry crocodiles can run! Yes, I said crocodiles!
See, I was in that swampish area back there, minding my own business and trying not to get gunky swamp water on me, when suddenly! Crocodiles! Crocodiles everywhere! And they were all sleeping! I had stumbled into a huge group of sleeping, snoring crocodiles. Big, fat crocodiles with teeth a mile long but I wasn't afraid! I've got a reputation as Usopp the Swamp Whisperer and I knew I could ghost through them all without making a sound.
Except that's when I saw the stupid rooster.
What exactly was a rooster doing in a swamp anyways?! They belong on farms and not where there are a ton of fat, snoozing crocodiles, ready to be woken up with a loud cock-a-doodle-oo. But there was a rooster sitting on top of the head of this huuuuge crocodile, the king of crocodiles, and it was giving me this look. And I knew that if I didn't do something quick, the idiot rooster would crow and then I'd have to fight fifteen-hundred crocodiles. So, I pulled out my trusty slingshot and shot my new Usopp Fling-Away Star at it! But that conniving rooster knew and it flew away before my Star could hit it. S-So instead, my Fling-Away Star hit a branch and flung away the branch...right onto the head of the Crocodile King.
Now, I've been fighting crocodiles since I was two. There once was this stupid, ugly desert crocodile and I defeated his army of a billion crocodiles in a single blow! But I got swamp water in my boots and, uh, I hadn't eaten in awhile because I'd gotten a little lost in that swamp and did I mention the mile-long teeth? And that the crocodiles were really angry? And that I'd just come down with a case of I'll-Die-If-I-Have-To-Fight-Something-Today disease? Hey, what are you doing, don't look behind you, listen to...me...AAAAH, I JUST LOOKED BEHIND US AND THE CROCODILES ARE OUT OF THE SWAMP! AND THEY SPOTTED US! RUN, RUN, RUUUUUUUUUUN!
Poll So?
Character: Alice
Series: Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World
Character Age: 18
Canon: Back In The Day of Tales of Symphonia, there were two worlds called Sylvarant and Tethe’alla. Later they were reunited and it felt real good. The End. Okay, not really, I lied. There’s a sequel! Enter Dawn of the New World, with more world endangerment, crazy antagonists, and racial discrimination to write a book about. A Good Thing that there’s the Vanguard, an organization dedicated to helping the people from Sylvarant from being persecuted by the more advanced Tethe’allans. Though not really, considering that the game's main antagonists are among their ranks. That’s where Alice, the Vanguard’s Leader of Combat, comes into play.
If one were to sum up Alice in one word well…she’s a sadist? Not that you’d know that, anyway! At first glance she’s a small, innocent looking girl with a cute smile and a childish way of speaking. But… she’s not so sweet. A sadistic person that has an obsession with strength, coupled with the desire to stand on her own, means she has no issue in stepping on your face while heart marking and music noting all through it. It’s her policy to make use of anything she can, including monsters that she can control using machines. She has no desire to trust or depend on others, though she has no qualms about using them.
Alice likes to give nicknames to people. Apparently boys getting them means she likes them, though girls getting them means the opposite.
Sample Post:
Isn’t this exciting! I haven’t heard of a place like this, but I’m a little sad I hadn’t been invited sooner. Miz Liz might be little disappointed that she’s got the wrong person for her little murder case, of course, but I can at least help clean up here for her nice display of hospitality. That might soften the blow from her incompetence. ♥
So, from a simple scan of the area I figured out a few things! First, I really must congratulate your choice of furniture, Miz Liz. The gorillas are strong and comfortable, and quick to bend over, though their color leaves a little to be desired, you know? So, my first proposition is that all the gorillas change colors! ♥ Maybe a pink~? It’d be a nice change! And if you really must make something purple, then dye the zombies. They’re a bit useless, so we may as well give them a uniform to match. Disagree? Well, we can bring the whiners to the left, since you all are gathering there anyway. I’ll deal with you all later, personally~ As for the rest of you who don’t disagree but seem to cry “sadist!” anyway, Alice can really easily change your “sadist” to “say more!”, okay? ♥
Next thing! ♪ The running of Camp Fuck You Die… Oh my, I swore! ♥ Anyway, though the name shouts an aura, I don’t really feel it at all. The concept doesn’t match the execution, and that’s the worst! All there is on land is zombies that run so slow I can whip over nine thousand of them with almost no effort at all, and even then they have the nerve to tell me I’m doing it wrong. Nononono. ♥ I must commend you on Tentacles in the lake, though, so let’s stay constant, okay? Since a stationary monster isn’t all that threatening, let’s try to get something that is. Maybe we can place her in a portable tank. Oooh, that’d be nice!
Well, we've addressed a few of the issues, but there's even more~ I know, sooo boring. There are a bunch of things wrong here, so I can't say them all at once. I have a solution though, and, since Miz Liz can't do it right, I'll just have to steer you poor souls towards positive change. Pay attention, everyone~
Unfortunates of Camp Fuck You Die: All your base now belongs to Alice of the Vanguard. Surrendering peacefully shouldn’t be too hard for you people, but do so quickly. Otherwise, there might be… disciplinary measures~ As for your 70% acceptance you all seem to be spewing? Well, this isn’t a democracy, so guess what I don’t care about! ♥
Poll So?
You might notice the lack of reminders in this post. This is because I do not trust LJ long enough to load a previous entry so that I may C+P them. DON'T DISAPPOINT ME, KIDS. Now
VOTE closed!
Character: Kururu
Canon: 07-Ghost
Character Age: Unknown. Definitely no older than mid-teens.
Canon: 07-Ghost begins with a conflict between the peaceful Barsburg Empire and the seemingly evil kingdom of Raggs, which rebels against it and is eventually crushed. As amnesiac protagonist Teito Klein finds out, however, the official version of events is a web of lies. Teito goes on a journey to discover the truth behind what happened, and in doing so, find out about himself and his forgotten past. One of the people he meets along his journey is a young girl named Ouka, who tells him that she's a trainee doctor, run away from home over a disagreement with her father. What she doesn't tell him is that she's actually the Princess of the Barsburg Empire--and possibly the reason Raggs was destroyed in the first place.
Kururu is Ouka's constant companion, accompanying her even when she's evaded her other attendants and escaped Barsburg Castle. A young dragon of the species known as Fyulong, Kururu has been by Ouka's side since she was born, and is someone who acts 'like a sister' to her. She's absolutely invested in Ouka's health and well-being and completely loyal to her. She's also highly concerned with manners, thoroughly disapproves of people who won't address her or Ouka politely (particularly if they're men,) and doesn't hesitate to tell them if they don't meet her standards. She's temperamental, speaks in high-handed fashion, and acts angry or haughtily commanding most of the time. She does have a slightly softer side, though, willing to knock a stranger out of harm's way at great cost to herself. Of course, this hardly makes them friends--or so she proclaims afterwards. In other words, tsun tsun tsun dere tsun.
Sample Post:
I absolutely refuse! There is no conceivable way that I would follow your demands, even if you addressed them to me properly and did not simply mumble and groan like imbeciles. I will not associate--or negotiate--with people who cannot even articulate their demands in the language of their own species! You speak without introducing yourselves; you make completely unreasonable demands of me for the brains in my head! I decline--yes, I am completely unwilling to entertain any of you until you learn some proper manners, and I warn you now: there is no way you can gain them by ingesting anyone's cranial matter, whether it be human or Fyulong. Who on earth ever taught you such an atrocious story? Unlearn it at once!
Lady Ouka, I truly fear for your safety. How you must be suffering at the hands of these foul and uneducated brigands, even as I search for you! I fear you cannot get coherent directions or even simple salutations from the people here. Why, some of the birds and other creatures here are far more capable of speech than they are, even if they are just as needlessly rude. When I attempt to approach them and make civil conversation, they think highly enough of themselves to proposition me without even a greeting. No, I say, I will not get down and move anything all around with you!
Wretched beasts! Clearly whatever intelligence is possessed by the denizens of this place is not being utilized properly. Your schooling in the social arts is far too inefficient for any of you to address my lady, and if absolutely none of you have the knowledge to elevate yourselves a little, then it is up to someone else to fix the problem. And I suppose if you have somehow charmed Lady Ouka, then there may be no leaving here for awhile. For her sake, I suppose I can at least begin to enlighten you in the very basics of etiquette.
Since this appears to be such an issue, let us start with a traditional greeting! Take your partner's hand, and then first wash it off with the cleanest soap and water you can find. Personal hygiene is essential to making a good first impression. Second, shake it firmly to the left! Now to the right! Then hold it up high: see what a different impression it leaves, so clean and bright? Even if it has fallen off at the wrist, it is far more acceptable to others. Do not underestimate the power of good manners, no matter what obstacles lie in your path to obtaining them. If you truly wish to learn how to act properly around a lady, then you will be willing to sacrifice more than a single hand to the cause! Indeed, if you are truly willing to become a paragon of good manners, then you must show me your dedication in every clumsy gesture of your remaining limbs, otherwise you will not be fit even to lick my Lady's boots--
--no! Even your tongue falling out is no excuse!
Poll So?
Character: Penelo
Series: Final Fantasy XII
Character Age: 17
canon: The world of Final Fantasy XII is a world in chaos. A world of political unrest, where history is being made and a group of rebels set out to change the world. Some of them are there by birthright, others out of desire for fame or wealth, and some of them are swept into the turmoil by chance. Regardless of their reason for being there, all of the characters find themselves stepping outside the law to prevent a war. To do so, they travel the world, encountering ancient magics, helping royalty regain the throne, and sifting through history to unravel and correct the lies that have hurt them and others.
In every group trying to change something for the better, there is an idealist. For this group, it is Penelo. An orphan making her way on the streets, Penelo is down-to-earth and modest, working hard to survive. Her pragmatic way of life sharply contrasts with her best friend, Vaan, who only wants to fly the skies and find adventure. It is, in fact, her deep affection for her friend that causes her to follow him and his newfound allies and entangle herself in the conflict. She shows that affection by trying to make sure nobody in the group gets hurt, but don't let her kind heart fool you into thinking she's soft. Penelo likes to make her friends happy, but she's not above teasing or speaking her mind when the time is right. It helps that she can back up what she says in combat. Penelo has a fluid style of fighting that is bolstered by her abilities as a dancer. She may be sweet and put a great deal of faith in her allies, but Penelo is the little sister of the group... with an edge.
Sample Post:
Hi there everybody! Thanks for coming down to the mess hall this morning for the founding meeting of the camp's first, 'Creative Fantastic Ultimate Dance-Troupe'. I know it's early, but this is the safest open space in camp and now is the only time it's empty. Before we get started, I owe some of the gorillas here an apology. Guys, I am so sorry. I had no idea you were interested in learning to dance and when you came running and tumbling at me, I instinctively thought it was an attack. I cast that Thunder spell without thinking, and I'm really glad that none of you were knocked out for too long... Anyways, I promise it won't happen again. I don't have anything against monsters. Really, I swear!
So you think you can dance, huh? Let's get started, then! Put all this nonsense about electrocution behind us, right? Right! We're going to start by talking about our goals while we're here. I think it would be really great if we could put on a performance for the rest of the camp. I know we're in a swamp and everything, but that's no reason we can't try and muster up a little camp spirit! I think it we could put on a great show if we try and use some of your input too. Dance is really about putting your heart into it! So let's hear some suggestions. What kind of dances do you guys like to do? ...What was that? I heard the bump, the running man, and the sprinkler? Is the first one just shoving somebody? Do I even want to know? I don't think I do those, but I'm sure I can figure something out. Let's move on for now, and talk about costumes and set. After all, it is a performance. And we clearly need some work because, no offense, your costumes are awful. The leg-warmers, the giant t-shirts, the headbands, they're all so tacky. I have no idea where you guys got your inspiration, but I think we need to take this in a different direction.
Luckily for us, I already have a routine planned out. I'll explain it while we stretch out and warm up. I'm going to need you guys nice and limber because this piece we're learning is all about the idea of freedom. Freedom of expression. Freedom of action! For it to look good, I'll need everyone to be totally in the moment. I want energy. I want you to be maniacs on the floor. You should be dancing like you've never danced before! Unless you are dancing like that. Then you should stop. Seriously, you guys, this is way too much. Someone is going to get hurt! I think I just saw an arm fly off! Shouldn't the person missing the arm notice that first?
Poll So?
ETA: Pulled for a potential dup. TEACH ME TO BE A QUICKDRAW.
Character: Usopp
Series: One Piece
Character Age: 17
Canon: One Piece is a series where pirates run the show; pirates with unbelievable, hilarious powers, pirates with huge bounties, pirates with the ability to literally shake the world's foundation. Except in this world where people can stretch their bodies or fight enemies with a deadly form of ballet, there're pirates who aren't so much world-shaking as shaking in their boots. Usopp is such a pirate and man, life can be hard on him. He's always being laughed at, underestimated, and flat-out beaten up so much that once he ended up in a full-body cast. It isn't any wonder that his first reaction in a fight is to run and his second is to try to bluff his way out of it.
Still, Usopp embodies the typical heroic spirit of standing by your friends even when the going gets rough, even when he's so scared that he can barely stand upright. Usopp's mouth is definitely larger than his courage and he's forever lying and telling stories to make himself seem more awesome. Unfortunately, very few people believe his lies as they're usually too far-fetched to believe. Usopp's claim-to-fame is being an incredible sniper, fighting with unique ammunition which he calls Stars and a slingshot of all things. His life's ambition is to become a brave warrior of the sea, like his dad, despite all of his shortcomings.
Sample Post:
You! Hey, you! No, no, no, don't stop to look at me, keeping walking! In fact, you should walk faster in that direction. Yes, that direction, far away from the swamp. Actaully, it'd be better if we ran. R-Running's good for the heart, you know! Hey, didn't I tell you not to stop? Also, don't look behind you. And don't ask about the teeth marks on my arms. And don't ask anymore questions! If you ask anymore questions, your mouth will freeze and- fine, I'll tell you what happened as long as we go faster than a horde of angry crocodiles can run! Yes, I said crocodiles!
See, I was in that swampish area back there, minding my own business and trying not to get gunky swamp water on me, when suddenly! Crocodiles! Crocodiles everywhere! And they were all sleeping! I had stumbled into a huge group of sleeping, snoring crocodiles. Big, fat crocodiles with teeth a mile long but I wasn't afraid! I've got a reputation as Usopp the Swamp Whisperer and I knew I could ghost through them all without making a sound.
Except that's when I saw the stupid rooster.
What exactly was a rooster doing in a swamp anyways?! They belong on farms and not where there are a ton of fat, snoozing crocodiles, ready to be woken up with a loud cock-a-doodle-oo. But there was a rooster sitting on top of the head of this huuuuge crocodile, the king of crocodiles, and it was giving me this look. And I knew that if I didn't do something quick, the idiot rooster would crow and then I'd have to fight fifteen-hundred crocodiles. So, I pulled out my trusty slingshot and shot my new Usopp Fling-Away Star at it! But that conniving rooster knew and it flew away before my Star could hit it. S-So instead, my Fling-Away Star hit a branch and flung away the branch...right onto the head of the Crocodile King.
Now, I've been fighting crocodiles since I was two. There once was this stupid, ugly desert crocodile and I defeated his army of a billion crocodiles in a single blow! But I got swamp water in my boots and, uh, I hadn't eaten in awhile because I'd gotten a little lost in that swamp and did I mention the mile-long teeth? And that the crocodiles were really angry? And that I'd just come down with a case of I'll-Die-If-I-Have-To-Fight-Something-Today disease? Hey, what are you doing, don't look behind you, listen to...me...AAAAH, I JUST LOOKED BEHIND US AND THE CROCODILES ARE OUT OF THE SWAMP! AND THEY SPOTTED US! RUN, RUN, RUUUUUUUUUUN!
Poll So?
Character: Alice
Series: Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World
Character Age: 18
Canon: Back In The Day of Tales of Symphonia, there were two worlds called Sylvarant and Tethe’alla. Later they were reunited and it felt real good. The End. Okay, not really, I lied. There’s a sequel! Enter Dawn of the New World, with more world endangerment, crazy antagonists, and racial discrimination to write a book about. A Good Thing that there’s the Vanguard, an organization dedicated to helping the people from Sylvarant from being persecuted by the more advanced Tethe’allans. Though not really, considering that the game's main antagonists are among their ranks. That’s where Alice, the Vanguard’s Leader of Combat, comes into play.
If one were to sum up Alice in one word well…she’s a sadist? Not that you’d know that, anyway! At first glance she’s a small, innocent looking girl with a cute smile and a childish way of speaking. But… she’s not so sweet. A sadistic person that has an obsession with strength, coupled with the desire to stand on her own, means she has no issue in stepping on your face while heart marking and music noting all through it. It’s her policy to make use of anything she can, including monsters that she can control using machines. She has no desire to trust or depend on others, though she has no qualms about using them.
Alice likes to give nicknames to people. Apparently boys getting them means she likes them, though girls getting them means the opposite.
Sample Post:
Isn’t this exciting! I haven’t heard of a place like this, but I’m a little sad I hadn’t been invited sooner. Miz Liz might be little disappointed that she’s got the wrong person for her little murder case, of course, but I can at least help clean up here for her nice display of hospitality. That might soften the blow from her incompetence. ♥
So, from a simple scan of the area I figured out a few things! First, I really must congratulate your choice of furniture, Miz Liz. The gorillas are strong and comfortable, and quick to bend over, though their color leaves a little to be desired, you know? So, my first proposition is that all the gorillas change colors! ♥ Maybe a pink~? It’d be a nice change! And if you really must make something purple, then dye the zombies. They’re a bit useless, so we may as well give them a uniform to match. Disagree? Well, we can bring the whiners to the left, since you all are gathering there anyway. I’ll deal with you all later, personally~ As for the rest of you who don’t disagree but seem to cry “sadist!” anyway, Alice can really easily change your “sadist” to “say more!”, okay? ♥
Next thing! ♪ The running of Camp Fuck You Die… Oh my, I swore! ♥ Anyway, though the name shouts an aura, I don’t really feel it at all. The concept doesn’t match the execution, and that’s the worst! All there is on land is zombies that run so slow I can whip over nine thousand of them with almost no effort at all, and even then they have the nerve to tell me I’m doing it wrong. Nononono. ♥ I must commend you on Tentacles in the lake, though, so let’s stay constant, okay? Since a stationary monster isn’t all that threatening, let’s try to get something that is. Maybe we can place her in a portable tank. Oooh, that’d be nice!
Well, we've addressed a few of the issues, but there's even more~ I know, sooo boring. There are a bunch of things wrong here, so I can't say them all at once. I have a solution though, and, since Miz Liz can't do it right, I'll just have to steer you poor souls towards positive change. Pay attention, everyone~
Unfortunates of Camp Fuck You Die: All your base now belongs to Alice of the Vanguard. Surrendering peacefully shouldn’t be too hard for you people, but do so quickly. Otherwise, there might be… disciplinary measures~ As for your 70% acceptance you all seem to be spewing? Well, this isn’t a democracy, so guess what I don’t care about! ♥
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