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Character: Ootori Kyouya
Series: Ouran High School Host Club
Character Age: 17 (by the end of the manga)
Canon: Ouran High School, an academy for the children of Japan’s most rich and powerful, is home to the Ouran High School Host Club. This group of handsome young men (and the androgynous, middle-class heroine, Fujioka Haruhi) exists to entertain the idle and carefree ladies who attend Ouran. Host Club entertainment includes such activities as platonic tea, gentle flirting, ship baiting, elaborate costume themes, and igniting the flames of fangirl passion.
Despite being Vice President, the real power behind the Host Club is Kyouya, the youngest son of the illustrious Ootori family. Although he presents a coolly polite demeanor (to those he feels he can profit from, at least) Kyouya is sly, calculating and egotistical. A shrewd businessman, Kyouya is always seeking to gain merit, either financially or by forging new connections with members of other rich and powerful families. Though emotionally distant from most, Kyouya has formed close friendships with the other members of the Host Club, and will only open up and show his true ruthless, scheming, and often grouchy personality to these select few.
Sample Post:
Well, Ms. Sayre, this is quite the place you have here. I’d like to thank you for extending this invitation. I’ll admit, I was somewhat confused at first as to the purpose of it all, but now I realize this must be a new theme park for commoners of the Midwestern US. Are horror parks truly popular enough to draw people to this remote location? Well, I’m sure you have a better understanding of the commoners’ minds then I do. However, I wonder if I might suggest some ways in which you could improve the financial prospects of this... unique establishment.
First, all jokes about “corniness” aside, I’m not sold on the farmland aspect of your theme. I understand that “know where your food comes from” is becoming an increasingly popular motto among common consumers, but given the chaotic and, frankly, highly unsanitary conditions on display, your corn field exhibit is more likely to inspire hunger strikes than it is to encourage purchases at your dining center. I’m afraid it instills a feeling of “ignorance is bliss” rather than the “knowing is half the battle” you were likely aiming for. Of course, if this revulsion is really part of your business model, then perhaps you should also educate your guests as to how much of a hold the corn industry has over both American business and politics. Now that, Ms. Sayre, is truly the stuff of nightmares.
The gorilla-suited men are another issue. Leaving aside the matters of coloration and inappropriate touching, gorillas are entirely the wrong animal for this situation. Though they appear menacing, gorillas are, for the most part, peaceful vegetarians. Now, chimpanzees, on the other hand, are quite aggressive. Their supposedly cute appearance could also work for you, luring guests into a false sense of security before a vicious surprise attack is launched on them. I realize this could potentially lead to personal injury lawsuits, but I’m sure a woman of your capabilities could easily write up a suitable waiver for guests to sign upon arrival.
Finally, I strongly recommend against the use of your barrier technology to trap guests inside the theme park. I understand that you mean to keep them and, more importantly, their money here, but think how much you could increase attendance if you let them go home and tell their friends and family about the entertainment offered here! If you truly insist on keeping your visitors, however, might I recommend that you keep them trapped within a gift shop? This would not only confine them to a smaller area, allowing for easier monitoring, but would also ensure maximum sales of, ah, strategically priced snacks, beverages, and those kitschy souvenirs commoners seem so fond of. Well, Ms. Sayre, what do you say? Shall we work together to make Camp F U Die, the happiest horror farm on Earth, even happier?
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Character: Eles
Series: Grand Guignol Orchestra
Character Age: Preteen
Canon: This app contains minor spoilers.
The world is being terrorized by the Galatea Syndrome, a mysterious virus that turns anyone infected into a mindless zombie that craves living flesh and blood. In addition to granting greater strength and durability, the virus also hardens the skin of the infected until it limits their movements-resulting in a characteristic doll-like appearance that lead to the coining of the term “guignol” (or puppet) to refer to them. Normal humans can only run and hide from guignols, but certain melodies played by talented musicians can attract, destroy, and even temporarily restore consciousness to them. Thus, cities wait desperately for a court orchestra to come save them. The story follows the “secret” orchestra, which will perform any song for a fee.
The orchestra’s pianist and newest member is a young boy named Eles. While some of his companions play for less than altruistic reasons, Eles wants to find the Holy Song that is rumored to be able to save the whole world. Eles is caring and optimistic, combining a sense of excited wonder at the world with a tendency to worry and yell at his friends. However, although Eles is generally polite to strangers, if provoked he can also be emotional, headstrong and impulsive. He isn’t naive enough to believe everyone is a good person, but he does sometimes decide to trust people a saner person wouldn’t go near. Still, Eles is the most normal member of the orchestra, which means he occasionally regrets agreeing to travel with violent lunatics. Despite all the griping, Eles manfully carries on-or womanfully, since Eles is actually a girl living for the sake of her dead twin brother.
Sample Post:
Thank you very much for helping me out back there, mister! I was surrounded, so I would have been in a lot of trouble if you hadn’t come by and rescued me. I’m very sorry for thinking you were suspicious at first-I thought you were a wild animal that was carrying me off so you could eat me all by yourself. Sorry again about screaming in your ear, by the way. But it’s nice of you to wear that bear costume all the time just so you can take pictures of adorable children to cheer up your sickly, bedridden daughter! Your disguise is really convincing too, with all the fur and how strong you are. You even took out those guignols without any problems!
...oh, you call them zombies here? I’ve never heard anyone use that word before-maybe they aren’t a kind of guignol after all. I was so sure, since they’re similar-but I guess there are differences...like regular guignols want to eat all of you, not just your brains. They lurch around instead of walking too, but that’s usually because their joints are too rigid, not because something important fell off. I guess both smell really bad, but these zombies are a lot um, softer and squishier than guignols. Except I guess they’re smarter, since one of them actually replied to me earlier when I said that. At least I think he was responding...what do you suppose he meant by asking if I wanted him to prove that parts of him were still hard and stiff? I don’t see how he would have shown me the bones he had left...
Anyway, I’d like to help you with your pictures, but I have to be going. I was looking for my friends, you see-we were separated, and I have to find them as soon as possible. I was certain I’d be able to find them in no time if I listened for the sounds of gunshots and violence, but I haven’t heard anything like that. And then I thought I could meet them halfway by following the zombies, but they noticed me and...well, that’s when I met you. So that’s why I have to-really? You’ll look for them with me after I take a quick picture in your travel studio? And you’ll even give me a ride so it’s faster-thank you so much! Let’s get started right away!
...wow, I didn’t even notice it was nearby! How did you hide such a big white car, mister?
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Character: Clover
Series: 999: Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors spoilers in the wiki!
Character Age: 18
Canon: Take nine people, force them to solve several different puzzles in a game where their own life is on the line and give them only nine hours to find a way out... Their only hint? They must work their way through a series of numbered doors until they reach door number nine. Congratulations! You have the basic plot for 999: Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors. The protagonist of the game is Junpei, a college student who, along with eight other people, have been kidnapped and brought to an unknown place in order to play a life-or-death game known as the Nonary Game. As they race against the clock to escape death, Junpei will have to uncover the mystery behind Zero-their kidnapper and the purported mastermind behind the Nonary Game- and what exactly connects the players together.
Clover is the youngest of the group and while she may not look like it, she's actually pretty smart. Over the course of the game she displays great knowledge on a number of subjects, as well as amazing math skills. She's normally a cheerful girl, but is prone to extreme mood-swings and tends to get irritated easily thanks to her somewhat short fuse. When that happens, more often than not she'll start either using a condescending tone to whoever she's talking to, or resort to just plain old yelling. Determined and definitely pushy, Clover is very stubborn and unwilling to shift gears once she sets her mind on something. She's the sort of person who does her own thing under her own terms, and doesn't let anyone tell her what to do- the only exception being her older brother, whom she's very attached to.
Sample Post:
Hey, are you done with that? It's been thirty minutes already and you haven't said a single word about the puzzle. So? Did you solve it...? I'm talking to you, Gwaaargh. What's the problem- that too hard for you? Stop going on and on about "braaaains" -- if it's taking you that long to solve this, do you even have any? The more I look at you, the more it seems like you have no idea what to do. Hey, don't just stare at me with that dumb look on your face! I'm just being upfront here. Do you actually understand what's going on or do I have to explain everything again? I don't like wasting time like this, you know! All right, all right... I guess it can't be helped.
Remember how we woke up together in that cornfield? There was a laptop next to me. Well, when I turned it on, it said there was a way to get out of this place: "find that which bears the mark of the Cancer". Oh! Now that I think about it, you didn't die because of cancer, right? If you did, would that make you my clue? I don't really wanna touch you - that would suck big time. You know, let's just put that theory aside for now... Say, do you know about the zodiac? It's the ring of twelve constellations that line the ecliptic, and all of those constellations are represented by different symbols. I think the Director is telling us we need to find something with the Cancer sign on it, but it's already night-time and it's hard to see. The only thing I can see is that tall thing over there, but I swear it looked like it had tentacles moving all around just a moment ago. I don't care how much it resembles the Pisces sign, I'm not going there.
Hey! Are you listening at all!? Fine! I've had enough of you and your brains babble. Just give me the stupid puzzle! Let's see what this is all about. Woah, it's just a basic math problem. I can't believe that idiot couldn't solve this; it doesn't really take a zombie rocket scientist. It's only some simple addition and subtraction - you don't even need a calculator for this! This sure is anticlimactic. Anyway, it all adds up to sixty-nine, so let's enter that here and... I knew it, it worked! Alright, now that we've got some lights on out here, let's search these cornfields for the Cancer sign!
Speaking of the cornfields, I hadn't realized it before, but isn't it weird that they left us out in the open like this? Anyone would go for a closed space when planning a kidnapping! It's like they're begging us to just go without wasting time on puzzles. But on the other hand, that's so suspicious that it has to be a trap. I'm not falling for that! Try to picture this like a game: we need to do everything in a specific order if we want to advance. And what do you think will happen if we try to cheat? Nothing good. Best-case scenario is we get some weird animal ranting at us for trying to cheat- but in the worst one? We get killed. So let's solve everything before finding a way out, got it, Gwaaargh? -Hey, look! There's a big sign over there! Hurry up, we've got to check it out!
Hey, what? A dirty picture? That's all? And what's with the 'Congratulations on finding the 69' written on it? Don't tell me that's the Cancer sign?! I can't believe I wasted so much time on this. Real mature there, guys!
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Character: Mizuki
Series: Kamisama Hajimemashita
Character Age: Hundreds of years old, but appears to be in his late teens.
Canon: Before the story starts, the god of the Mikage shrine disappeared and never returned, leaving Tomoe, his fox familiar, and shrine behind. Twenty years later, Momozono Nanami bumps into said god and is given the rights to become the new god of the Mikage shrine. And suddenly, Tomoe finds himself with a master again. Yay! Or not so yay. Mizuki, the snake familiar of the Yonomori shrine, was in a similar situation as Tomoe, waiting for a master who would never return. He spent many years watching Tomoe, feeling a sense of kinship since they were in similar situations. That is, until Nanami came around. Then, most of what he felt toward Tomoe turned into overwhelming jealousy and a touch of hatred, because that just wasn’t fair.
Despite his envious nature, Mizuki is more lonely than he is malicious, having lost both his master and someone he thought he could relate to. This doesn’t always show, however: on the outside, Mizuki is particularly friendly and cheerful--often to irritating levels, and approaches everything with a playful attitude and a perpetual smile. He enjoys messing around, and isn’t above laughing at other people and teasing them for being so careless ☆ Pretty much everything Mizuki does is geared towards being annoying, whether it be playing the victim because you’re being meaaan to Mizukiiii or being passive-aggressive in your general direction. But despite his unpleasant tendency to rub salt in the wound, Mizuki is innocent in his own way. Having spent so long by himself he can be pretty ignorant of the basics. Things like what commonplace items are or when to use common sense (especially with things like cooking) are foreign to him. But he’s trying to learn! Just. In his own, obnoxious way.
Sample Post:
He~y, Gorilla-kun, I know I promised I’d help you cook in exchange for directions, and that your shrine is in pretty desperate need of able-bodied keepers to maintain it, but don’t you think you’re being a little too rough? I’ll end up just like ZomZom-kun and BieBie-kun over there if you’re not gentle, and that would be really tragic. I wouldn’t be much help with cooking if you pulled my arm off dragging me to the kitchen. Actually, I wouldn’t be much good for anything! Otherwise, you would have asked your decrepit companions, right? So why don’t you let go and calm down so we can all be friends ☆
Ahh, much better! See, that wasn’t so hard. You really must be nicer to your forcefully-hired hands, Gorilla-kun, especially since we’re going to be working in such close quarters. Plus, we have to concentrate on Elizabeth-san’s task! After all, the popularity of the C.F.U.D. shrine is reliant on its famous Tuesday’s Soup, or so you’ve told me! At least twenty times, even. So you don’t need to worry, because I’m taking this job ve~ry seriously, I promise.
See, I’ll even make an extremely professional observation to prove it: what a dingy-looking kitchen this is! Don’t make such a scary face when it’s true, Gorilla-kun. You can’t blame me for wondering how we’re supposed to make the super special for-a-limited-time-only Tuesday’s Soup: Marcy Edition in a place like this. Also, your completely unprovoked abuse earlier made me completely forget to mention that I have no idea what Tuesday’s Soup is. Personally, Gorilla-kun, I think you need to be the bigger man here and accept that this dilemma is your fault. After all, poor little Mizuki is just doing all he can to get back home safely without any trouble, and Gorilla-kun hasn’t been hospitable at all. Maaaybe I’ll be more cooperative if you ask me again nicely, and say “pretty please with a cherry on top.”
...Wowww, he really said it! Such a dedicated shrine helper! Or desperate, fufu. Well, because your show of dedication dazzled me, I guess I’ll play nice for a little while ♡ Let’s see, let’s see, a recipe~ …Or I’ll just dump everything into the pot since these instructions make no sense to me! Snips, snails, puppy dog tails, cleaning detergent, Marcy’s Goo... I wonder if any of those things are edible? Ah well, either way, improvisation will make it more interesting!
Now then, Gorilla-kun: bon appetit ☆
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Character: Tyson Granger
Series: Beyblade - G Revolution
Character Age: 15
Canon: Once upon a time, someone decided to ditch children's card games and go with marketing spinning tops known as Beyblades to children. Several years later, this was known as Beyblading and took off as an international sport. One particular team known as the Bladebreakers goes all over the world to take on the local competition and finally they became the World Champions. However, after a few years, the team splits up to find their true place in the world and it's up to Tyson to defend his world title from his old friends and new enemies waiting to take advantage of his downfall.
Tyson is the leader of the Bladebreakers and the reigning World Champion. On the outside, he seems brash, loud, arrogant and headstrong, willing to make a joke at any expense with the classic foot in the mouth end result. However, deep down, he can be pensive and introspective, relying heavily on the faith on others to keep his calm and doing whatever it took to keep the people he cared to stay with him. Snarky and extremely testy to being questioned and betrayed, Tyson is overemotional and tends to flip tables as a response, but that won't change him for who he truly is -- a thoughtful and forgiving friend as well as a worthy opponent in the dish.
Sample Post:
Okay, listen up! The name's Tyson and I'm your new Beyblading coach. Apparently, you guys are seriously lacking in facilities from Beyblade dishes to fingers, but that's not a problem when I'm around. Trust me, when I'm done with you guys, you'll all be lean, mean Beyblading machines! Also I'll be able to curb those digit-losing habits you've got going for you. Have no fear, Tyson is here! Haha, I bet you guys are just stunned with my awesome, right? Right? Hey, and if you guys are up for it, we could have a match! All of you versus yours truly! I'll even go easy on you and give you any handicap you like. I'm not kidding! Not only am I the best Beyblading coach you will ever get, I'm also a pro and the World Champion three times in a row. You guys have seriously lucked out this time. You could have been stuck with a total dweeb. Or even worse, you could have been stuck with Marcy! I hear her grip is so bad, she left everyone hanging by her tentacles! Is that a joke or what? ... You guys are supposed to be laughing, geez, lighten up already.
Anyway, let's go over the basic stuff and you can ask me questions when I'm done. First, a preliminary check. Beyblade, check, Beyblade dish that I brought in personally, check. Beyblade launcher made by yours truly, check. Lots of style, uhhh not to be too harsh, but if you guys shamble along any more, you'll make a graveyard crash instead of a graveyard smash. Hey, that even rhymed! Am I cool or what? Don't give me those judging eye-sockets! I'm just saying you've got to have style, dude. Otherwise, no opponent's gonna take you seriously. I'm telling you the honest truth, so don't you go dissing a World Champ's opinion! Style and class play a huge role in your battle, so don't mess it up. I can give you a few pointers on how to pull it off, but you guys have to do it on your own from that point onwards. I want you to be unique and relying on me for all the tips isn't going to help you achieve that. Think of me as that helpful nudge along your path to greatness! Just remember to include me in your winning speeches. Provided I'm not the one trouncing you guys! Hey, cut out the judging, I was only pulling your good leg!
Right, as you can see... assuming you can see of course, we have all the necessary stuff to have our very own Beyblade battle. And who knows, from then onwards, you could be a challenger in a league tournament. Dream big, that's what I always say. Just don't dream about beating me, that requires more than just a little daydreaming. Just remember, this is just a game, so no hard feelings when you lose okay? Because you are so totally gonna lose this one. Can't make a champ in a day! Even I started off small. Seriously, though. Have fun, hang loose and let it rip! So whaddya say? You think you're ready for our little match? Yeah, that's what I like to hear, enthusiastic grunts of ... okay, I can't actually make out the words, so let's stick with enthusiasm for now. So, which handicap did you settle for?
Brains? Sure, you can have them. Just leave me with my ability to win! Besides, it's not like I used them much anyway.
Poll Vote!
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE. Aaaand we are done with this one!
Character: Ootori Kyouya
Series: Ouran High School Host Club
Character Age: 17 (by the end of the manga)
Canon: Ouran High School, an academy for the children of Japan’s most rich and powerful, is home to the Ouran High School Host Club. This group of handsome young men (and the androgynous, middle-class heroine, Fujioka Haruhi) exists to entertain the idle and carefree ladies who attend Ouran. Host Club entertainment includes such activities as platonic tea, gentle flirting, ship baiting, elaborate costume themes, and igniting the flames of fangirl passion.
Despite being Vice President, the real power behind the Host Club is Kyouya, the youngest son of the illustrious Ootori family. Although he presents a coolly polite demeanor (to those he feels he can profit from, at least) Kyouya is sly, calculating and egotistical. A shrewd businessman, Kyouya is always seeking to gain merit, either financially or by forging new connections with members of other rich and powerful families. Though emotionally distant from most, Kyouya has formed close friendships with the other members of the Host Club, and will only open up and show his true ruthless, scheming, and often grouchy personality to these select few.
Sample Post:
Well, Ms. Sayre, this is quite the place you have here. I’d like to thank you for extending this invitation. I’ll admit, I was somewhat confused at first as to the purpose of it all, but now I realize this must be a new theme park for commoners of the Midwestern US. Are horror parks truly popular enough to draw people to this remote location? Well, I’m sure you have a better understanding of the commoners’ minds then I do. However, I wonder if I might suggest some ways in which you could improve the financial prospects of this... unique establishment.
First, all jokes about “corniness” aside, I’m not sold on the farmland aspect of your theme. I understand that “know where your food comes from” is becoming an increasingly popular motto among common consumers, but given the chaotic and, frankly, highly unsanitary conditions on display, your corn field exhibit is more likely to inspire hunger strikes than it is to encourage purchases at your dining center. I’m afraid it instills a feeling of “ignorance is bliss” rather than the “knowing is half the battle” you were likely aiming for. Of course, if this revulsion is really part of your business model, then perhaps you should also educate your guests as to how much of a hold the corn industry has over both American business and politics. Now that, Ms. Sayre, is truly the stuff of nightmares.
The gorilla-suited men are another issue. Leaving aside the matters of coloration and inappropriate touching, gorillas are entirely the wrong animal for this situation. Though they appear menacing, gorillas are, for the most part, peaceful vegetarians. Now, chimpanzees, on the other hand, are quite aggressive. Their supposedly cute appearance could also work for you, luring guests into a false sense of security before a vicious surprise attack is launched on them. I realize this could potentially lead to personal injury lawsuits, but I’m sure a woman of your capabilities could easily write up a suitable waiver for guests to sign upon arrival.
Finally, I strongly recommend against the use of your barrier technology to trap guests inside the theme park. I understand that you mean to keep them and, more importantly, their money here, but think how much you could increase attendance if you let them go home and tell their friends and family about the entertainment offered here! If you truly insist on keeping your visitors, however, might I recommend that you keep them trapped within a gift shop? This would not only confine them to a smaller area, allowing for easier monitoring, but would also ensure maximum sales of, ah, strategically priced snacks, beverages, and those kitschy souvenirs commoners seem so fond of. Well, Ms. Sayre, what do you say? Shall we work together to make Camp F U Die, the happiest horror farm on Earth, even happier?
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Character: Eles
Series: Grand Guignol Orchestra
Character Age: Preteen
Canon: This app contains minor spoilers.
The world is being terrorized by the Galatea Syndrome, a mysterious virus that turns anyone infected into a mindless zombie that craves living flesh and blood. In addition to granting greater strength and durability, the virus also hardens the skin of the infected until it limits their movements-resulting in a characteristic doll-like appearance that lead to the coining of the term “guignol” (or puppet) to refer to them. Normal humans can only run and hide from guignols, but certain melodies played by talented musicians can attract, destroy, and even temporarily restore consciousness to them. Thus, cities wait desperately for a court orchestra to come save them. The story follows the “secret” orchestra, which will perform any song for a fee.
The orchestra’s pianist and newest member is a young boy named Eles. While some of his companions play for less than altruistic reasons, Eles wants to find the Holy Song that is rumored to be able to save the whole world. Eles is caring and optimistic, combining a sense of excited wonder at the world with a tendency to worry and yell at his friends. However, although Eles is generally polite to strangers, if provoked he can also be emotional, headstrong and impulsive. He isn’t naive enough to believe everyone is a good person, but he does sometimes decide to trust people a saner person wouldn’t go near. Still, Eles is the most normal member of the orchestra, which means he occasionally regrets agreeing to travel with violent lunatics. Despite all the griping, Eles manfully carries on-or womanfully, since Eles is actually a girl living for the sake of her dead twin brother.
Sample Post:
Thank you very much for helping me out back there, mister! I was surrounded, so I would have been in a lot of trouble if you hadn’t come by and rescued me. I’m very sorry for thinking you were suspicious at first-I thought you were a wild animal that was carrying me off so you could eat me all by yourself. Sorry again about screaming in your ear, by the way. But it’s nice of you to wear that bear costume all the time just so you can take pictures of adorable children to cheer up your sickly, bedridden daughter! Your disguise is really convincing too, with all the fur and how strong you are. You even took out those guignols without any problems!
...oh, you call them zombies here? I’ve never heard anyone use that word before-maybe they aren’t a kind of guignol after all. I was so sure, since they’re similar-but I guess there are differences...like regular guignols want to eat all of you, not just your brains. They lurch around instead of walking too, but that’s usually because their joints are too rigid, not because something important fell off. I guess both smell really bad, but these zombies are a lot um, softer and squishier than guignols. Except I guess they’re smarter, since one of them actually replied to me earlier when I said that. At least I think he was responding...what do you suppose he meant by asking if I wanted him to prove that parts of him were still hard and stiff? I don’t see how he would have shown me the bones he had left...
Anyway, I’d like to help you with your pictures, but I have to be going. I was looking for my friends, you see-we were separated, and I have to find them as soon as possible. I was certain I’d be able to find them in no time if I listened for the sounds of gunshots and violence, but I haven’t heard anything like that. And then I thought I could meet them halfway by following the zombies, but they noticed me and...well, that’s when I met you. So that’s why I have to-really? You’ll look for them with me after I take a quick picture in your travel studio? And you’ll even give me a ride so it’s faster-thank you so much! Let’s get started right away!
...wow, I didn’t even notice it was nearby! How did you hide such a big white car, mister?
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Character: Clover
Series: 999: Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors spoilers in the wiki!
Character Age: 18
Canon: Take nine people, force them to solve several different puzzles in a game where their own life is on the line and give them only nine hours to find a way out... Their only hint? They must work their way through a series of numbered doors until they reach door number nine. Congratulations! You have the basic plot for 999: Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors. The protagonist of the game is Junpei, a college student who, along with eight other people, have been kidnapped and brought to an unknown place in order to play a life-or-death game known as the Nonary Game. As they race against the clock to escape death, Junpei will have to uncover the mystery behind Zero-their kidnapper and the purported mastermind behind the Nonary Game- and what exactly connects the players together.
Clover is the youngest of the group and while she may not look like it, she's actually pretty smart. Over the course of the game she displays great knowledge on a number of subjects, as well as amazing math skills. She's normally a cheerful girl, but is prone to extreme mood-swings and tends to get irritated easily thanks to her somewhat short fuse. When that happens, more often than not she'll start either using a condescending tone to whoever she's talking to, or resort to just plain old yelling. Determined and definitely pushy, Clover is very stubborn and unwilling to shift gears once she sets her mind on something. She's the sort of person who does her own thing under her own terms, and doesn't let anyone tell her what to do- the only exception being her older brother, whom she's very attached to.
Sample Post:
Hey, are you done with that? It's been thirty minutes already and you haven't said a single word about the puzzle. So? Did you solve it...? I'm talking to you, Gwaaargh. What's the problem- that too hard for you? Stop going on and on about "braaaains" -- if it's taking you that long to solve this, do you even have any? The more I look at you, the more it seems like you have no idea what to do. Hey, don't just stare at me with that dumb look on your face! I'm just being upfront here. Do you actually understand what's going on or do I have to explain everything again? I don't like wasting time like this, you know! All right, all right... I guess it can't be helped.
Remember how we woke up together in that cornfield? There was a laptop next to me. Well, when I turned it on, it said there was a way to get out of this place: "find that which bears the mark of the Cancer". Oh! Now that I think about it, you didn't die because of cancer, right? If you did, would that make you my clue? I don't really wanna touch you - that would suck big time. You know, let's just put that theory aside for now... Say, do you know about the zodiac? It's the ring of twelve constellations that line the ecliptic, and all of those constellations are represented by different symbols. I think the Director is telling us we need to find something with the Cancer sign on it, but it's already night-time and it's hard to see. The only thing I can see is that tall thing over there, but I swear it looked like it had tentacles moving all around just a moment ago. I don't care how much it resembles the Pisces sign, I'm not going there.
Hey! Are you listening at all!? Fine! I've had enough of you and your brains babble. Just give me the stupid puzzle! Let's see what this is all about. Woah, it's just a basic math problem. I can't believe that idiot couldn't solve this; it doesn't really take a zombie rocket scientist. It's only some simple addition and subtraction - you don't even need a calculator for this! This sure is anticlimactic. Anyway, it all adds up to sixty-nine, so let's enter that here and... I knew it, it worked! Alright, now that we've got some lights on out here, let's search these cornfields for the Cancer sign!
Speaking of the cornfields, I hadn't realized it before, but isn't it weird that they left us out in the open like this? Anyone would go for a closed space when planning a kidnapping! It's like they're begging us to just go without wasting time on puzzles. But on the other hand, that's so suspicious that it has to be a trap. I'm not falling for that! Try to picture this like a game: we need to do everything in a specific order if we want to advance. And what do you think will happen if we try to cheat? Nothing good. Best-case scenario is we get some weird animal ranting at us for trying to cheat- but in the worst one? We get killed. So let's solve everything before finding a way out, got it, Gwaaargh? -Hey, look! There's a big sign over there! Hurry up, we've got to check it out!
Hey, what? A dirty picture? That's all? And what's with the 'Congratulations on finding the 69' written on it? Don't tell me that's the Cancer sign?! I can't believe I wasted so much time on this. Real mature there, guys!
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Character: Mizuki
Series: Kamisama Hajimemashita
Character Age: Hundreds of years old, but appears to be in his late teens.
Canon: Before the story starts, the god of the Mikage shrine disappeared and never returned, leaving Tomoe, his fox familiar, and shrine behind. Twenty years later, Momozono Nanami bumps into said god and is given the rights to become the new god of the Mikage shrine. And suddenly, Tomoe finds himself with a master again. Yay! Or not so yay. Mizuki, the snake familiar of the Yonomori shrine, was in a similar situation as Tomoe, waiting for a master who would never return. He spent many years watching Tomoe, feeling a sense of kinship since they were in similar situations. That is, until Nanami came around. Then, most of what he felt toward Tomoe turned into overwhelming jealousy and a touch of hatred, because that just wasn’t fair.
Despite his envious nature, Mizuki is more lonely than he is malicious, having lost both his master and someone he thought he could relate to. This doesn’t always show, however: on the outside, Mizuki is particularly friendly and cheerful--often to irritating levels, and approaches everything with a playful attitude and a perpetual smile. He enjoys messing around, and isn’t above laughing at other people and teasing them for being so careless ☆ Pretty much everything Mizuki does is geared towards being annoying, whether it be playing the victim because you’re being meaaan to Mizukiiii or being passive-aggressive in your general direction. But despite his unpleasant tendency to rub salt in the wound, Mizuki is innocent in his own way. Having spent so long by himself he can be pretty ignorant of the basics. Things like what commonplace items are or when to use common sense (especially with things like cooking) are foreign to him. But he’s trying to learn! Just. In his own, obnoxious way.
Sample Post:
He~y, Gorilla-kun, I know I promised I’d help you cook in exchange for directions, and that your shrine is in pretty desperate need of able-bodied keepers to maintain it, but don’t you think you’re being a little too rough? I’ll end up just like ZomZom-kun and BieBie-kun over there if you’re not gentle, and that would be really tragic. I wouldn’t be much help with cooking if you pulled my arm off dragging me to the kitchen. Actually, I wouldn’t be much good for anything! Otherwise, you would have asked your decrepit companions, right? So why don’t you let go and calm down so we can all be friends ☆
Ahh, much better! See, that wasn’t so hard. You really must be nicer to your forcefully-hired hands, Gorilla-kun, especially since we’re going to be working in such close quarters. Plus, we have to concentrate on Elizabeth-san’s task! After all, the popularity of the C.F.U.D. shrine is reliant on its famous Tuesday’s Soup, or so you’ve told me! At least twenty times, even. So you don’t need to worry, because I’m taking this job ve~ry seriously, I promise.
See, I’ll even make an extremely professional observation to prove it: what a dingy-looking kitchen this is! Don’t make such a scary face when it’s true, Gorilla-kun. You can’t blame me for wondering how we’re supposed to make the super special for-a-limited-time-only Tuesday’s Soup: Marcy Edition in a place like this. Also, your completely unprovoked abuse earlier made me completely forget to mention that I have no idea what Tuesday’s Soup is. Personally, Gorilla-kun, I think you need to be the bigger man here and accept that this dilemma is your fault. After all, poor little Mizuki is just doing all he can to get back home safely without any trouble, and Gorilla-kun hasn’t been hospitable at all. Maaaybe I’ll be more cooperative if you ask me again nicely, and say “pretty please with a cherry on top.”
...Wowww, he really said it! Such a dedicated shrine helper! Or desperate, fufu. Well, because your show of dedication dazzled me, I guess I’ll play nice for a little while ♡ Let’s see, let’s see, a recipe~ …Or I’ll just dump everything into the pot since these instructions make no sense to me! Snips, snails, puppy dog tails, cleaning detergent, Marcy’s Goo... I wonder if any of those things are edible? Ah well, either way, improvisation will make it more interesting!
Now then, Gorilla-kun: bon appetit ☆
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Character: Tyson Granger
Series: Beyblade - G Revolution
Character Age: 15
Canon: Once upon a time, someone decided to ditch children's card games and go with marketing spinning tops known as Beyblades to children. Several years later, this was known as Beyblading and took off as an international sport. One particular team known as the Bladebreakers goes all over the world to take on the local competition and finally they became the World Champions. However, after a few years, the team splits up to find their true place in the world and it's up to Tyson to defend his world title from his old friends and new enemies waiting to take advantage of his downfall.
Tyson is the leader of the Bladebreakers and the reigning World Champion. On the outside, he seems brash, loud, arrogant and headstrong, willing to make a joke at any expense with the classic foot in the mouth end result. However, deep down, he can be pensive and introspective, relying heavily on the faith on others to keep his calm and doing whatever it took to keep the people he cared to stay with him. Snarky and extremely testy to being questioned and betrayed, Tyson is overemotional and tends to flip tables as a response, but that won't change him for who he truly is -- a thoughtful and forgiving friend as well as a worthy opponent in the dish.
Sample Post:
Okay, listen up! The name's Tyson and I'm your new Beyblading coach. Apparently, you guys are seriously lacking in facilities from Beyblade dishes to fingers, but that's not a problem when I'm around. Trust me, when I'm done with you guys, you'll all be lean, mean Beyblading machines! Also I'll be able to curb those digit-losing habits you've got going for you. Have no fear, Tyson is here! Haha, I bet you guys are just stunned with my awesome, right? Right? Hey, and if you guys are up for it, we could have a match! All of you versus yours truly! I'll even go easy on you and give you any handicap you like. I'm not kidding! Not only am I the best Beyblading coach you will ever get, I'm also a pro and the World Champion three times in a row. You guys have seriously lucked out this time. You could have been stuck with a total dweeb. Or even worse, you could have been stuck with Marcy! I hear her grip is so bad, she left everyone hanging by her tentacles! Is that a joke or what? ... You guys are supposed to be laughing, geez, lighten up already.
Anyway, let's go over the basic stuff and you can ask me questions when I'm done. First, a preliminary check. Beyblade, check, Beyblade dish that I brought in personally, check. Beyblade launcher made by yours truly, check. Lots of style, uhhh not to be too harsh, but if you guys shamble along any more, you'll make a graveyard crash instead of a graveyard smash. Hey, that even rhymed! Am I cool or what? Don't give me those judging eye-sockets! I'm just saying you've got to have style, dude. Otherwise, no opponent's gonna take you seriously. I'm telling you the honest truth, so don't you go dissing a World Champ's opinion! Style and class play a huge role in your battle, so don't mess it up. I can give you a few pointers on how to pull it off, but you guys have to do it on your own from that point onwards. I want you to be unique and relying on me for all the tips isn't going to help you achieve that. Think of me as that helpful nudge along your path to greatness! Just remember to include me in your winning speeches. Provided I'm not the one trouncing you guys! Hey, cut out the judging, I was only pulling your good leg!
Right, as you can see... assuming you can see of course, we have all the necessary stuff to have our very own Beyblade battle. And who knows, from then onwards, you could be a challenger in a league tournament. Dream big, that's what I always say. Just don't dream about beating me, that requires more than just a little daydreaming. Just remember, this is just a game, so no hard feelings when you lose okay? Because you are so totally gonna lose this one. Can't make a champ in a day! Even I started off small. Seriously, though. Have fun, hang loose and let it rip! So whaddya say? You think you're ready for our little match? Yeah, that's what I like to hear, enthusiastic grunts of ... okay, I can't actually make out the words, so let's stick with enthusiasm for now. So, which handicap did you settle for?
Brains? Sure, you can have them. Just leave me with my ability to win! Besides, it's not like I used them much anyway.
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