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So. Uhm. I got distracted with homework. FAIL. Anyway, here's the next batch of apps.
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Character: Sohma Isuzu - Rin
Series: Fruits Basket
Age: 17 years old
Canon: Isuzu - also known as "Rin" - is a member of the Sohma clan, an extensive family with a curse hanging over their heads. They are possessed by the animals of the Chinese Zodiac, and turn into them when they are either hugged by a member of the opposite gender (unless that person is one of the cursed family members) or when their bodies are under a great deal of stress. Rin's animal form is the horse. Rin is a very headstrong and stubborn person with a tendency towards pushing people away from her. She can be verbally abrasive at times. However, this is largely just a front, and underneath her aggression, she is a very lost and lonely person.
One of the strongest motivating factors in Rin's life is her desire to find a cure to lift the curse on her family, and she's determined to do it with as little help as possible. Unfortunately for her, she has had no luck so far in finding a cure.
For those familiar with Furuba canon, Rin is being taken from shortly before she witnesses Kureno and Tohru's big, spoiler-filled conversation.
So, this is Camp Fuck You Die. In spite of the bus breaking down two or three kilometers away, I have still managed to arrive here. The bus driver was able to give me decent enough directions, although I can't say I appreciated the look of pity he gave me when I told him exactly where it was I was trying to go. I did, however, like the look he gave me when I told him what I thought of his pity and what he could do with it.
The welcoming committee seemed pleased to see me arrive. A little too pleased. . . So that's why they gave me a shotgun at the door. I've never used one before today, but believe me when I say I learned quickly. I'm not about to let someone whose face is falling off get anywhere near me or my braaaaains. I'm not done using them for myself, and that's not going to change because the dead have decided to walk around and demand it.
In other news, I think I might need more bullets.
And can someone tell me how to get rid of these strange white creatures? No, I do not want to save. And what does "kupo" even mean? I'd try just shooting them as well, but as little as I like cats, I generally won't cause any permanent damage to them without a good reason. Wait. Cats don't have wings. Well, whatever those ridiculous things are, they're grating on my nerves. And if I don't get rid of them soon, I may re-consider my stance on. . . kupo-cide.
Leaving aside the matter of the local pests, I wish to know where I will be staying while I am staying here. It seems the letter I was given when I got here did not have that information. Although I suppose that's just par for the course, as it didn't have anything else in it that was particularly useful. Hmph. I don't know why the letter goes on about escape attempts as much as it does. If I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't have come. It's a simple concept, really.
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Character: Angel Dumott Schunard
Series: From the Broadway musical and now-movie RENT. (The link is, the script for the stage production ONLY. The movie is a bit different, has the same characterization and pretty much the same story just no orgy scene.)
Age: 20 (yes, this is possible canonically)
Canon: December 24, 1989. New York City. Angel is a drag queen and a street drummer whose run-in with a man named Collins quickly makes him a member of "the Alphabet City avant-garde," a group of very Bohemian friends who celebrate life and inspiration. Angel and Collins quickly become lovers, and are in fact the most (read: only) stable relationship in the musical, until Angel dies of AIDS.
Angel is a friendly, loving person, to an amazing degree: his friends say that he helped them believe in love, and that the only way his death won't be in vain is if they all stay together and love one another. He is always cheerful and playful despite his body "providing a comfortable home for the Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome," and he treats his friends and his lover as something precious. And he treats strangers like he'd treat any friend. His "catch phrase," kind of, from the musical, is "today for you, tomorrow for me," which shows his policy of giving what he has to help others, because when he does good things, he trusts good things will happen to him later.
I'm pulling Angel from after his death, so he knows he's dead and will just face this like he does everything else: with acceptance and optimism. He's also AIDS free, having died of it once already, and a really horrible disease not being such a fun idea for camp... which is good, since he doesn't have any pills on him. He hasn't realized it yet, though.
And yes, Angel "was a Boy Scout once, and a Brownie 'til some brat got scared." ♥
You know, I've always been very lucky. Maybe a lot of people wouldn't say that, but I do. I've done what I love, made music, made friends, fallen in love, had great sex, never compromised and even died at home with my lover instead of in a sterile hospital somewhere. And now somehow I'm alive again somehow, which is more than I'd ever really hoped for, even if that one boy was sweet enough to explain Tibetan Buddhism to me. I don't think reincarnation could really explain this, anyway.
I'm not worrying about it. I'm alive, after all. And not in New York City. That counts for a lot.
Who am I to complain about the strange fauna and colors here, or... we~ell, okay, the zombies are a little weird! But at least it's not New York. I'd trade condos for zombies, thugs for gorillas, and especially traffic for trees any day. I've always loved Central Park, and this place is even better. There aren't as many muggers and litter.
The thing is, it's easy to find things in a city. Not so much here. Both the Boy Scouts' and the Girl Scouts' motto is Be Prepared--I should know!--but I really don't have much of anything on me I didn't have when I died, and that's pretty much the clothes on my back. They aren't even very nice clothes. But there might be enough fabric...
Though for some reason, I do have drumsticks. They're not mine, mine were never neon pink like that garish sign outside of the Cat Scratch Club! They look like they might even glow in the dark. But they're drumsticks, and I can use them. I may even, eventually, be able to make a dress they don't clash horribly with, but that may just be wishful thinking.
But first--hello! I'm Angel. Angel Dumott Schunard. I don't seem to have any money on me, but if you could give me a hand, I'd be happy to do something for you. I'm a drummer, a singer, a performer, and I occasionally do odd jobs. If you need anything, just ask. I also don't think I'll be needing this gun I've got, so I'm willing to trade it for pretty much anything! Money, fabric, wigs, food, pills...
Speaking of which. Whoever shows me to the nearest town and points out the cheaper thrift stores and cafes, and most importantly, the nearest clinic or hospital? As soon as I have anything worth giving, I'll be sure to pay you back!
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Character: Yaone
Series: Saiyuki (manga)
Age: appears to be between 17-21 in human years (mod permission asked and granted)
Canon: In "Saiyuki", the good guys drink, swear, make small children cry, and sleep late on Sundays, while the bad guys rescue kittens, love their mommies, and wish you well after every near-fatal brawl that they put you through. Yaone is one of the bad guys, so she is caring, loyal, and unfailingly courteous and polite, even when--ESPECIALLY when--she's trying to kill you. She's a demon who has devoted her life to the service of the demon prince Kougaiji, who saved Yaone from becoming the fucktoy / midnight snack of another demon who was not half as manfully pretty as Kougaiji is.
Yaone is a skilled apothecary who is more than willing to channel her gift for mixing chemicals into blowing stuff up for her Lord. If her explosive poison gas doesn't get you, she has a sharp poky spear thing she can whack you with. But overall, Yaone is a sweet girl who is happy to give you help when you need it. Unless your interests conflict with her interest in serving Lord Kougaiji, in which case it is totally okay for you to go drown in a river, mmmkay?
[Random Snippet O' Canon In App: Full demons like Yaone often wear a power limiter (usually in the form of jewelry) that alters their physical appearance into that of a normal human and also reduces the powerful "HI HI I'M A DEMON FEEL MY DEMON POWAH!" presence of their aura, allowing them to mingle with humans mostly undetected.]
Excuse me! Please allow me to apologize for the five loud explosions that you may have heard a little while ago. I hope that they did not distress anyone! I left my party briefly to buy ammunition medical supplies and must have lost my way; and when I found myself within your encampment, I am afraid that my first thoughts were of rejoining my friends, and I did not consider at all the effects that my attempts to break through your...unusual barrier might be having on the local population. This was unconscionably rude of me and I ask your pardon for it...as well as for the somewhat large band of gorillas that seems to have been caught by shrapnel and killed. For their loss as your food source I am terribly sorry. I hope that you can replace them with some of the gold from the jewel-studded golden temple that I seem to have dislodged by a shockwave. It is a beautiful structure and I would love to take a golden tile or two as a souvenir, but they appear to be quite solidly heavy gold and I'm in somewhat of a hurry, so if you could perhaps show me where the exit--
...Ahh, since this appears to be a somewhat odd human settlement and I must certainly investigate later why my power limiter no longer appear to be working, you may be wondering about my... Well, yes, I am a demon. But I swear that I mean you no harm! I wish only to return my Lord and companions as quickly and quietly as possible! So if you could be so kind as to direct me to the proper exit, or if there is some sort of delay direct me to a cool dry enclosed area away from living organisms where I might place my medical supplies until I am able to leave, I would be ever so gra--excuse me, sir! Sir, please do not rummage through my supplies like th--put that down! Please, sir, the tetrasulfur tetranitride is NOT FOR EATI--
Oh dear.
If you will excuse me, I am sure that I will find my own way out, and I do apologize for the six explosions that have disturbed you today.
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Character: Kougaiji
Series: Saiyuki
Age: Difficult to pin down. He appears to be about twenty
or so, though he is actually over five hundred years old.
Canon: Kougaiji is the son of Gyumaoh. He was sealed away with the
rest of his family for five hundred years. He has recently been reawakened
by his father’s mistress, Gyokumen Koushou, who plans to revive his father
so she can become his legal wife. Kougaiji is forced to help her in this
quest, which he only does because Gyokumen promised his she will revive his
mother as well. Kougaiji is the so-called enemy of the Sanzo-Ikkou, as he is
trying to stop their progress west and obtain the Maten sutra for the
revival of his parents. Still, he seems to respect them all and is sometimes
unwilling to fight them. His subordinates are Dokugakuji and Yaone, who are
both extremely devoted to him. Kougaiji trusts them implicitly. He also has
a half-sister, Lirin, Gyokumen’s daughter. He cares for her very much.
Kougaiji is proud and arrogant, but also merciful and very devoted to the
people he cares about.
An utterly routine patrol of the borders, completely spoiled by a sudden
sandstorm that blew the dragons off course. And the day was going so
well, too. Hn. This area seems infested with creatures that look like
humans but behave like maddened youkai. I can’t understand it. Still, while
several lunged for my throat as soon as they saw me, a few others seem quite
harmless. One of them even offered me a bowl of pudding. It was odd indeed,
though I suppose more understandable considering the fact that most of his
teeth appeared to have rotted away, so I doubt he had much use for solid
food. Unfortunately, he didn’t seem capable of speech, so he wasn’t much
help. Very strange.
As strange as the fact that Gyokumen should have asked us to perform such a
basic chore as patrolling the perimeters of the land. She’s grown bored, I
suppose, since we’ve heard neither hide nor hair of the Sanzo-Ikkou in
weeks. It’s as if they’ve disappeared off the face of the earth. That would
hardly be troubling, aside from the fact that they’ve apparently taken their
sutra with them. Ch. The quiet doesn’t bode well. The last time there was a
lull in the action, that bastard scientist decided to design new fighting
uniforms for us. It wouldn’t have been such a disaster if they hadn’t
involved spandex and garters. I’m still trying to repress that memory.
Damn it to hell. I have no idea where this place is, or how I got so far
from the castle. Or, more crucially I suppose, how to get back. The dragons
may have been able to navigate their way home, but I lost them several miles
back. What is this place? I can’t find any indications of where I am, of how
far I’ve gone. This area seems devoid of any living things, aside from the
creatures I’ve already encountered. The climate is strangely swamplike as
well, with no sign of the desert I left.
Ah…another creature. There seem to be no end of these things. Doku and
Yaone…have they encountered these things too? We were separated hours ago,
and I’ve seen no sign of them since...There is no need to worry, I’m sure.
They can take care of themselves. They are both strong enough to handle
these creatures. I hope they are together, though, and safe.
At least Lirin is back at the castle. Still, the gods know she’ll whine
about being left out of this ‘adventure’. That is, if she hasn’t broken out
and come after us herself...an alarming thought. I hope she doesn’t lose her
way in this place too. Still, as soon as I find Doku and Yaone, I suppose we
should try to pick up some trinket for Lirin before we head home. Perhaps
that will encourage her not to follow us into these sorts of situations, or
at least keep her from destroying half the castle in an attempt to get out.
The repair bills are getting quite expensive.
...Ah. There is some sort of settlement up ahead. Maybe they can provide
some transportation, or at least directions. Doku and Yaone may have found
their way there as well...I hope so.
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Character: Jak
Series: The aptly named "Jak" videogame-series.
Age: 19 years old.(Taken from the ending off Jak 3)
Canon: Jak is a man with a lot of emotional baggage. Under a four-year period he has experienced timetravel, saving the world, imprisonment, evil scientific experiments, backstabbing and more alien invasions than one man should have to endure. He has gone from a shonen so retard he couldn't even speak, who would herd cows when the world was in peril because people asked him to, to someone so cold he can walk away from a man in a burning car-wreck without even looking back.
To say he's a completely stone-cold bastard wouldn't be fair though. It is true that he has been through a tremendous amount of crap in his life and that it shows. He's cynical and never misses an opportunity to snark, he has an eerie love for guns and fast cars with guns mounted on them, and has a little too much love for fighting and conflicts in general, but when the shit hits the fan he's going to be there and save everyone no matter how many times he's told himself that THIS time is the last time. Jak just likes life too much to sit still and watch things go to hell. The days you could call him a paragon of virtue and innocence may be long gone, but if the situation calls for it there will be no obstacle to great for him to overcome if it will help the people who don't piss him off. Because if you do, he's not going to associate with you in any way unless you pay him. And even then he'll still think you suck.
One of the few people Jak doesn't think sucks is Daxter. Daxter is a former member of Jak's race (who are practically human-looking but sporting ridiculously huge elf-ears and various interesting hair-colors, Jak himself being blond with green roots. I have no idea how that works either) who got turned into a small furry rodent-creature, and who has stuck to Jak since the very beginning. They are the best of buds, and even if Daxter's completely useless in a fight he serves the important function of comic relief, and faithful companion and bantering partner.
So, let's recap. I have been kidnapped, brought to an unknown location filled with monsters, I suddenly can't contact anyone with the communicator, and going by this note here, I'm stuck until a mysterious "Director" get's what she wants. Now, I'm just wondering, why can't these big shots ever just ask nicely when they want something done? Can it be because they don't believe heroes like me will ever have anything to do with them unless we're handsomely rewarded? No, it can't be that Jak. You're just being paranoid and distrustful like always. All she did was to transport you from a scorching desert into a humid swamp without you ever noticing. Not suspicious in the least. And the fiancé deal… well, let's just say I hope the guy never visited Haven City. Wouldn't be too sure I'm actually innocent if he did.
Anyway, first things first. I need to figure out where I am. If anyone out there could tell me the location and coordinates of this place, it would be appreciated. Now when I say tell me, I mean just TELL me. I don't mean "Find my lost kitten and I'll tell you." I don't mean "Gather three pieces of my broken truck engine and I'll tell you." And I do NOT mean "Shoot all the moaning dead guys and I'll tell you", because I tried that. It just gave the purple… things more holes to work with. Not going through that again. No, what I mean is that you're just going to be nice and informative and TELL ME straight out where I am. I know that me getting things for free must be against some universal law considering how rare it is, but I figure weirder things have happened. Like the purple things, still going at it behind me. Ammo. Gonna need lots of ammo. Even willing to pay for it.
Also. If anyone has seen a talking ottsel, you're not crazy. Yes, he can talk. Just point me towards him or the nearest source of alcohol, I'll find him soon enough. Oh, and if he says he's a God, just smile, nod and if you're female, start covering your ass if he starts calling himself Orange Lightning. Lil' guy can be quite frisky when he's in the mood.
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Character: Sohma Isuzu - Rin
Series: Fruits Basket
Age: 17 years old
Canon: Isuzu - also known as "Rin" - is a member of the Sohma clan, an extensive family with a curse hanging over their heads. They are possessed by the animals of the Chinese Zodiac, and turn into them when they are either hugged by a member of the opposite gender (unless that person is one of the cursed family members) or when their bodies are under a great deal of stress. Rin's animal form is the horse. Rin is a very headstrong and stubborn person with a tendency towards pushing people away from her. She can be verbally abrasive at times. However, this is largely just a front, and underneath her aggression, she is a very lost and lonely person.
One of the strongest motivating factors in Rin's life is her desire to find a cure to lift the curse on her family, and she's determined to do it with as little help as possible. Unfortunately for her, she has had no luck so far in finding a cure.
For those familiar with Furuba canon, Rin is being taken from shortly before she witnesses Kureno and Tohru's big, spoiler-filled conversation.
So, this is Camp Fuck You Die. In spite of the bus breaking down two or three kilometers away, I have still managed to arrive here. The bus driver was able to give me decent enough directions, although I can't say I appreciated the look of pity he gave me when I told him exactly where it was I was trying to go. I did, however, like the look he gave me when I told him what I thought of his pity and what he could do with it.
The welcoming committee seemed pleased to see me arrive. A little too pleased. . . So that's why they gave me a shotgun at the door. I've never used one before today, but believe me when I say I learned quickly. I'm not about to let someone whose face is falling off get anywhere near me or my braaaaains. I'm not done using them for myself, and that's not going to change because the dead have decided to walk around and demand it.
In other news, I think I might need more bullets.
And can someone tell me how to get rid of these strange white creatures? No, I do not want to save. And what does "kupo" even mean? I'd try just shooting them as well, but as little as I like cats, I generally won't cause any permanent damage to them without a good reason. Wait. Cats don't have wings. Well, whatever those ridiculous things are, they're grating on my nerves. And if I don't get rid of them soon, I may re-consider my stance on. . . kupo-cide.
Leaving aside the matter of the local pests, I wish to know where I will be staying while I am staying here. It seems the letter I was given when I got here did not have that information. Although I suppose that's just par for the course, as it didn't have anything else in it that was particularly useful. Hmph. I don't know why the letter goes on about escape attempts as much as it does. If I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't have come. It's a simple concept, really.
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Character: Angel Dumott Schunard
Series: From the Broadway musical and now-movie RENT. (The link is, the script for the stage production ONLY. The movie is a bit different, has the same characterization and pretty much the same story just no orgy scene.)
Age: 20 (yes, this is possible canonically)
Canon: December 24, 1989. New York City. Angel is a drag queen and a street drummer whose run-in with a man named Collins quickly makes him a member of "the Alphabet City avant-garde," a group of very Bohemian friends who celebrate life and inspiration. Angel and Collins quickly become lovers, and are in fact the most (read: only) stable relationship in the musical, until Angel dies of AIDS.
Angel is a friendly, loving person, to an amazing degree: his friends say that he helped them believe in love, and that the only way his death won't be in vain is if they all stay together and love one another. He is always cheerful and playful despite his body "providing a comfortable home for the Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome," and he treats his friends and his lover as something precious. And he treats strangers like he'd treat any friend. His "catch phrase," kind of, from the musical, is "today for you, tomorrow for me," which shows his policy of giving what he has to help others, because when he does good things, he trusts good things will happen to him later.
I'm pulling Angel from after his death, so he knows he's dead and will just face this like he does everything else: with acceptance and optimism. He's also AIDS free, having died of it once already, and a really horrible disease not being such a fun idea for camp... which is good, since he doesn't have any pills on him. He hasn't realized it yet, though.
And yes, Angel "was a Boy Scout once, and a Brownie 'til some brat got scared." ♥
You know, I've always been very lucky. Maybe a lot of people wouldn't say that, but I do. I've done what I love, made music, made friends, fallen in love, had great sex, never compromised and even died at home with my lover instead of in a sterile hospital somewhere. And now somehow I'm alive again somehow, which is more than I'd ever really hoped for, even if that one boy was sweet enough to explain Tibetan Buddhism to me. I don't think reincarnation could really explain this, anyway.
I'm not worrying about it. I'm alive, after all. And not in New York City. That counts for a lot.
Who am I to complain about the strange fauna and colors here, or... we~ell, okay, the zombies are a little weird! But at least it's not New York. I'd trade condos for zombies, thugs for gorillas, and especially traffic for trees any day. I've always loved Central Park, and this place is even better. There aren't as many muggers and litter.
The thing is, it's easy to find things in a city. Not so much here. Both the Boy Scouts' and the Girl Scouts' motto is Be Prepared--I should know!--but I really don't have much of anything on me I didn't have when I died, and that's pretty much the clothes on my back. They aren't even very nice clothes. But there might be enough fabric...
Though for some reason, I do have drumsticks. They're not mine, mine were never neon pink like that garish sign outside of the Cat Scratch Club! They look like they might even glow in the dark. But they're drumsticks, and I can use them. I may even, eventually, be able to make a dress they don't clash horribly with, but that may just be wishful thinking.
But first--hello! I'm Angel. Angel Dumott Schunard. I don't seem to have any money on me, but if you could give me a hand, I'd be happy to do something for you. I'm a drummer, a singer, a performer, and I occasionally do odd jobs. If you need anything, just ask. I also don't think I'll be needing this gun I've got, so I'm willing to trade it for pretty much anything! Money, fabric, wigs, food, pills...
Speaking of which. Whoever shows me to the nearest town and points out the cheaper thrift stores and cafes, and most importantly, the nearest clinic or hospital? As soon as I have anything worth giving, I'll be sure to pay you back!
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Character: Yaone
Series: Saiyuki (manga)
Age: appears to be between 17-21 in human years (mod permission asked and granted)
Canon: In "Saiyuki", the good guys drink, swear, make small children cry, and sleep late on Sundays, while the bad guys rescue kittens, love their mommies, and wish you well after every near-fatal brawl that they put you through. Yaone is one of the bad guys, so she is caring, loyal, and unfailingly courteous and polite, even when--ESPECIALLY when--she's trying to kill you. She's a demon who has devoted her life to the service of the demon prince Kougaiji, who saved Yaone from becoming the fucktoy / midnight snack of another demon who was not half as manfully pretty as Kougaiji is.
Yaone is a skilled apothecary who is more than willing to channel her gift for mixing chemicals into blowing stuff up for her Lord. If her explosive poison gas doesn't get you, she has a sharp poky spear thing she can whack you with. But overall, Yaone is a sweet girl who is happy to give you help when you need it. Unless your interests conflict with her interest in serving Lord Kougaiji, in which case it is totally okay for you to go drown in a river, mmmkay?
[Random Snippet O' Canon In App: Full demons like Yaone often wear a power limiter (usually in the form of jewelry) that alters their physical appearance into that of a normal human and also reduces the powerful "HI HI I'M A DEMON FEEL MY DEMON POWAH!" presence of their aura, allowing them to mingle with humans mostly undetected.]
Excuse me! Please allow me to apologize for the five loud explosions that you may have heard a little while ago. I hope that they did not distress anyone! I left my party briefly to buy ammunition medical supplies and must have lost my way; and when I found myself within your encampment, I am afraid that my first thoughts were of rejoining my friends, and I did not consider at all the effects that my attempts to break through your...unusual barrier might be having on the local population. This was unconscionably rude of me and I ask your pardon for it...as well as for the somewhat large band of gorillas that seems to have been caught by shrapnel and killed. For their loss as your food source I am terribly sorry. I hope that you can replace them with some of the gold from the jewel-studded golden temple that I seem to have dislodged by a shockwave. It is a beautiful structure and I would love to take a golden tile or two as a souvenir, but they appear to be quite solidly heavy gold and I'm in somewhat of a hurry, so if you could perhaps show me where the exit--
...Ahh, since this appears to be a somewhat odd human settlement and I must certainly investigate later why my power limiter no longer appear to be working, you may be wondering about my... Well, yes, I am a demon. But I swear that I mean you no harm! I wish only to return my Lord and companions as quickly and quietly as possible! So if you could be so kind as to direct me to the proper exit, or if there is some sort of delay direct me to a cool dry enclosed area away from living organisms where I might place my medical supplies until I am able to leave, I would be ever so gra--excuse me, sir! Sir, please do not rummage through my supplies like th--put that down! Please, sir, the tetrasulfur tetranitride is NOT FOR EATI--
Oh dear.
If you will excuse me, I am sure that I will find my own way out, and I do apologize for the six explosions that have disturbed you today.
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Character: Kougaiji
Series: Saiyuki
Age: Difficult to pin down. He appears to be about twenty
or so, though he is actually over five hundred years old.
Canon: Kougaiji is the son of Gyumaoh. He was sealed away with the
rest of his family for five hundred years. He has recently been reawakened
by his father’s mistress, Gyokumen Koushou, who plans to revive his father
so she can become his legal wife. Kougaiji is forced to help her in this
quest, which he only does because Gyokumen promised his she will revive his
mother as well. Kougaiji is the so-called enemy of the Sanzo-Ikkou, as he is
trying to stop their progress west and obtain the Maten sutra for the
revival of his parents. Still, he seems to respect them all and is sometimes
unwilling to fight them. His subordinates are Dokugakuji and Yaone, who are
both extremely devoted to him. Kougaiji trusts them implicitly. He also has
a half-sister, Lirin, Gyokumen’s daughter. He cares for her very much.
Kougaiji is proud and arrogant, but also merciful and very devoted to the
people he cares about.
An utterly routine patrol of the borders, completely spoiled by a sudden
sandstorm that blew the dragons off course. And the day was going so
well, too. Hn. This area seems infested with creatures that look like
humans but behave like maddened youkai. I can’t understand it. Still, while
several lunged for my throat as soon as they saw me, a few others seem quite
harmless. One of them even offered me a bowl of pudding. It was odd indeed,
though I suppose more understandable considering the fact that most of his
teeth appeared to have rotted away, so I doubt he had much use for solid
food. Unfortunately, he didn’t seem capable of speech, so he wasn’t much
help. Very strange.
As strange as the fact that Gyokumen should have asked us to perform such a
basic chore as patrolling the perimeters of the land. She’s grown bored, I
suppose, since we’ve heard neither hide nor hair of the Sanzo-Ikkou in
weeks. It’s as if they’ve disappeared off the face of the earth. That would
hardly be troubling, aside from the fact that they’ve apparently taken their
sutra with them. Ch. The quiet doesn’t bode well. The last time there was a
lull in the action, that bastard scientist decided to design new fighting
uniforms for us. It wouldn’t have been such a disaster if they hadn’t
involved spandex and garters. I’m still trying to repress that memory.
Damn it to hell. I have no idea where this place is, or how I got so far
from the castle. Or, more crucially I suppose, how to get back. The dragons
may have been able to navigate their way home, but I lost them several miles
back. What is this place? I can’t find any indications of where I am, of how
far I’ve gone. This area seems devoid of any living things, aside from the
creatures I’ve already encountered. The climate is strangely swamplike as
well, with no sign of the desert I left.
Ah…another creature. There seem to be no end of these things. Doku and
Yaone…have they encountered these things too? We were separated hours ago,
and I’ve seen no sign of them since...There is no need to worry, I’m sure.
They can take care of themselves. They are both strong enough to handle
these creatures. I hope they are together, though, and safe.
At least Lirin is back at the castle. Still, the gods know she’ll whine
about being left out of this ‘adventure’. That is, if she hasn’t broken out
and come after us herself...an alarming thought. I hope she doesn’t lose her
way in this place too. Still, as soon as I find Doku and Yaone, I suppose we
should try to pick up some trinket for Lirin before we head home. Perhaps
that will encourage her not to follow us into these sorts of situations, or
at least keep her from destroying half the castle in an attempt to get out.
The repair bills are getting quite expensive.
...Ah. There is some sort of settlement up ahead. Maybe they can provide
some transportation, or at least directions. Doku and Yaone may have found
their way there as well...I hope so.
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Character: Jak
Series: The aptly named "Jak" videogame-series.
Age: 19 years old.(Taken from the ending off Jak 3)
Canon: Jak is a man with a lot of emotional baggage. Under a four-year period he has experienced timetravel, saving the world, imprisonment, evil scientific experiments, backstabbing and more alien invasions than one man should have to endure. He has gone from a shonen so retard he couldn't even speak, who would herd cows when the world was in peril because people asked him to, to someone so cold he can walk away from a man in a burning car-wreck without even looking back.
To say he's a completely stone-cold bastard wouldn't be fair though. It is true that he has been through a tremendous amount of crap in his life and that it shows. He's cynical and never misses an opportunity to snark, he has an eerie love for guns and fast cars with guns mounted on them, and has a little too much love for fighting and conflicts in general, but when the shit hits the fan he's going to be there and save everyone no matter how many times he's told himself that THIS time is the last time. Jak just likes life too much to sit still and watch things go to hell. The days you could call him a paragon of virtue and innocence may be long gone, but if the situation calls for it there will be no obstacle to great for him to overcome if it will help the people who don't piss him off. Because if you do, he's not going to associate with you in any way unless you pay him. And even then he'll still think you suck.
One of the few people Jak doesn't think sucks is Daxter. Daxter is a former member of Jak's race (who are practically human-looking but sporting ridiculously huge elf-ears and various interesting hair-colors, Jak himself being blond with green roots. I have no idea how that works either) who got turned into a small furry rodent-creature, and who has stuck to Jak since the very beginning. They are the best of buds, and even if Daxter's completely useless in a fight he serves the important function of comic relief, and faithful companion and bantering partner.
So, let's recap. I have been kidnapped, brought to an unknown location filled with monsters, I suddenly can't contact anyone with the communicator, and going by this note here, I'm stuck until a mysterious "Director" get's what she wants. Now, I'm just wondering, why can't these big shots ever just ask nicely when they want something done? Can it be because they don't believe heroes like me will ever have anything to do with them unless we're handsomely rewarded? No, it can't be that Jak. You're just being paranoid and distrustful like always. All she did was to transport you from a scorching desert into a humid swamp without you ever noticing. Not suspicious in the least. And the fiancé deal… well, let's just say I hope the guy never visited Haven City. Wouldn't be too sure I'm actually innocent if he did.
Anyway, first things first. I need to figure out where I am. If anyone out there could tell me the location and coordinates of this place, it would be appreciated. Now when I say tell me, I mean just TELL me. I don't mean "Find my lost kitten and I'll tell you." I don't mean "Gather three pieces of my broken truck engine and I'll tell you." And I do NOT mean "Shoot all the moaning dead guys and I'll tell you", because I tried that. It just gave the purple… things more holes to work with. Not going through that again. No, what I mean is that you're just going to be nice and informative and TELL ME straight out where I am. I know that me getting things for free must be against some universal law considering how rare it is, but I figure weirder things have happened. Like the purple things, still going at it behind me. Ammo. Gonna need lots of ammo. Even willing to pay for it.
Also. If anyone has seen a talking ottsel, you're not crazy. Yes, he can talk. Just point me towards him or the nearest source of alcohol, I'll find him soon enough. Oh, and if he says he's a God, just smile, nod and if you're female, start covering your ass if he starts calling himself Orange Lightning. Lil' guy can be quite frisky when he's in the mood.
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