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Character: Mirai (Future) Trunks Briefs Wiki
Series: Dragonball/Z
Age: 20
Canon: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (a.k.a. Akira Toriyama’s mind, 1984) there was a boy, a girl, and seven magic balls that could grant any wish when collected. Time passed by in this mystical world, and the boy spent his days happily stopping anything that dared try to harm it; from armies, to demons, to aliens from outer space.
And then the space time continuum decided to go 'splooy'.
Enter Mirai Trunks. Raised primarily by his single mother, Bulma, he is the only surviving warrior from an alternate future where killer androids rain terror down upon a rapidly diminishing population. With no one alive who can defeat them, Trunks agrees to go back in time, warn of the coming massacre, and as a bonus creates at least three alternate futures along the way. You go, Trunks.
Having grown up in the timeline that got the short end of the stick, Trunks has a serious attitude towards fighting, seeing battle more as an unfortunate necessity than enjoyment. He is very dedicated to his goals, giving them priority above all else, and adopts a no-nonsense attitude in combat. Despite this, he’s also friendly, polite, and pretty easily shocked. Although, like most Super Saiyajins, he could probably kick your ass in his sleep. He is being apped from the period following the defeat of his times’ androids.
Sample Post:
Hey, everyone. I’m real sorry to intrude like this, but I didn’t want to leave without apologizing to whoever owns that tree back there. The one that ah…they must have been using to hang their underwear… I’m honestly not sure how I ended up in it to begin with but please believe me; I really didn’t mean to get in the way of someone’s laundry. I guess it has to be these peaceful times, huh? I don’t think I’ve ever felt fully comfortable with just sitting back and enjoying the scenery before. I must have dozed off or something.
Oh, sorry. I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Trunks Briefs…No, I’m not joking. Why does everyone always ask that? Would anyone mind telling me what kind of place this is? I’m getting the impression that it isn’t exactly the annual gun show, even with all the firearms I’ve seen in the past five minutes. Maybe I can give you a hand with things while I’m here. It’s really not a problem. I don’t even need my own shotgun, see I-
Hey! What on earth are you doing?! Exactly where did you get the idea that shooting at others is okay? There. Try to shoot something with it now. Just because they’re a litter greener than most…don’t you think this world has had enough death? It’s not like people can ever come back once they’ve died! And no. I’m not going to bend it back until you learn to stop pointing that shotgun at other people.
Wha…what do you mean ‘sure they can’? Are you saying- Wait, let me see if I understand this correctly. These ‘moogles’ you have can bring people back from the dead? There wouldn’t happen to be seven of them, would there? But either way…I. This is great! I need to let Mother know! She’ll be so excited to hear about this! You’ll have to forgive me, I need to get back home with this news as soon as possible.
…Huh? I don’t understand. I can’t leave? I don’t mean any offense, but I don’t think anyone here is capable of stopping me.
Oh, I see. You’re referring to the barrier you have generated around the area. I guess if I just broke through it that could cause you problems…You’re right, flying out of here would have been rude of me. Do you know who I could talk to about shutting this field down then?…MY MOM? Well yes, Mother could be helpful in this situation. It’s too bad that she’s not here.
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Character: Stephanie Brown (Spoiler)
Series: DC Comics, Batman. Also appears in Robin.
Age: 16 (approximately)
Canon: Stephanie Brown is the daughter of Cluemaster, a second-rate Batman villain. She always resented her father, and was thrilled that Batman always won over him. When she was a teenager, she donned an eggplant (not purple) colored costume and assisted Batman and Robin in stopping Cluemaster's recent crime spree. She came up with the hero name Spoiler, since she was spoiling her father's plans. After that, she would team up on-and-off with Robin, and became close friends with Batgirl. She received a wide array of encouragement and discouragement from Batman, because Batman is kind of insane. Stephanie is a strong, stubborn, cheerful character who smiles through her vast array of problems, which include pregnancy, sexual abuse, and occasionally trying to date Robin. Comics featuring Steph generally include snippets of her diary, and she generally has a running narrative in her head.
Sample Post:
BAM! POW! SOCK! uh…BIFF? KAPOW! KRACOW!
Spoiler 5, Zombie mafia 0! In your face-OW.
…
Zombie mafia, one. But only one.
Yknow, I really just wanted to find Robin, not a mass of zombies in…zoot suits. In fact, didn't want to find zombies AT ALL. Any normal person would have flipped out at the horrible, disgusting sight of them, but "any normal person" hasn't been (briefly) trained by Batman, or fought next to the coolest super heroines ever. So I was alert and ready for action! …After I was done flipping out.
Anyway, I'm trained to look into suspicious activity, no matter the…uhm…situation. I guess zombies can have a criminal underbelly if they want to. Why not. So I stealthily followed them back to this seedy hideout. And trust me, zombies know how to do seedy. Urgh.
The suited zombie mass started grunting back and forth with some other big zombie who was smoking a cigar. Uh…I don't know how, can zombies even breathe? But I guess image is everything. I couldn't exactly make out what they were saying, but I'm sure there were nasty deals going down.
So I did what any cautious, well-trained hero would do.
I flung myself down there and started beating the shit out of them.
So here I am now, kicking ass! I've got this completely under control. I don't even need to find Robin. Hah! Unless, of course, that's another massive group of zombies over there. Coming here.
Are…are you guys snapping? This is a dance routine now? Wait…oh, for--
GANG WAR?!
I am SO done with this. You guys can fight each other. …Wait wait fighting zombie group, don't go in that direction! There are so many cabins and people to get in your way! Wouldn't you much rather go to the dark empty woods?
Ok, I've gotta warn everyone…*clambers up onto the nearest rooftop*
ATTENTION SUMMER--WINTER--CAMP. I know I'm some strange masked kid screaming at you from a rooftop, but NO COME BACK! Hear me out! You guys have a ZOMBIE MAFIA heading right for you! So if you'd stop being a big group of innocent bystanders and run, that would make life a lot easier! …um, why don't you guys look scared?
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Character: Huang Yue Ying
Series: Kessen 2
Age: Looks (and acts) to be in her teens. Apper estimates her age in the 16~19 year range.
Canon: Kessen 2 is known as gripping tale about magic,
loyalty, betrayal, tits, and a man who will risk everything and go
against Heaven for love. Or rather, "That game that doesn't actually
have much to do with the time period it's based in."
In this tale, Huang Yue Ying plays the role of the over-the-top mad
scientist, whose sole purpose is to dispense weapons of mass destruction
in an inappropriately irrational and exuberant fashion. No, really.
She'll gleefully tell you of all the ways her brilliant inventions will
kill another human being while punctuating her statements with a
singsong "Yeah~!" While this embarrasses her husband, Zhuge Liang, he
does seem to put up with her. Perhaps it's because she can make deadly
tanks and ninja launchers, as well as the occasional Aibo.
Sample Post:
I had high hopes for my new workshop, yeah, but this is better than
anything I could've ever dreamed! It's even been filled with cannon
fodder! ♥ I don't know the sorcerer who could've made all of
these old meat puppets to test my weapons on, but I think I owe him a
big thank you, yeah! They look so much sturdier than straw
dummies, too! I might be able to use some of them twice!
What am I going to make first? To kick off the grand opening of this
place, maybe I could go with the theme of "Bigger, Badder, Better,
YEAH!" So let's make this one... an angry dragon. It'll stand
fifty feet tall, have a huge head to hold the giant cannon, and will
have fangs of razor-sharp steel so it'll look scary, yeah! Really
scary! I'd be really happy if I could get it to go "GRRRRRRRRR", too!
It'd be a good way to stun the enemy before turning them into a
smoking crater, yeah!
...But that wouldn't be much of a surprise! Maybe I should do something
a little smaller. A little sneakier. Something cute, like a kitten!
I'd have to take out a lot to keep the engine quiet, but that just adds
to the effect! Just set it down, push a button, yeah, and off it goes
into the bad guys, purring all the way! And then when it slips into a
big bunch of bad guys? BOOM! YEAH! I wonder how many I could
get with that. Do we have enough meat puppets to test? One, three,
seven, twenty-five, fifty... ooh! It looks like I'll even have
leftovers, yeah!
Okay! Let's do it! You! You, you, and you, too! Yeah, you! Snack
time's over, yeah! Quit eating your forest animals and come here for a
second. I want to test something! ♥ No, don't worry! This will
only sting for a second!
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Character: Raquel Applegate
Series: Wild ARMs 4
Age: 19
Canon: There are three constants in life: death, taxes, and Japanese RPGs with post-apocalyptic settings. Wild ARMs 4 is mostly about being the third thing, although there's plenty of death to go around too. This particular setting is Filgaia, a continent torn apart by a bloody war and superweapons known as ARMs. Since the world kinda sucks, people eke out a living in any way they can -- one of which being the ever-popular Drifter career choice. Raquel Applegate is one of those Drifters, a traveling swordswoman with a sharp tongue and a flair for painting. According to her, she's traveling in order to paint what little beauty is left in such a messed-up place like Filgaia. Thus giving her the perfect excuse to join up with the rest of the party and help save the world.
Personality-wise, Raquel is a mature, somewhat gruff young woman who cares very little for being "lady-like" or "charming." Though she can be a little detached sometimes, she is a kind and sensitive person who often acts as an older-sister figure to the rest of the group--especially to Arnaud, who she eventually falls in love with by the end of the game. Also, she's the most badass heavy-hitter in the entire game. You don't mess with the lady with the sword. She will cut you. (Boyfriends included.)
Sample Post:
I am grateful for the opportunity to see beauty in a place like this. Compared with the wreckage of war, the abundance of greenery to be found here is exquisite. For example: these flowering vines. Back home, such a lovely shade of violet would be all but impossible to find in the wild. If I had my canvas and oils, I would not hesitate to capture such an intense example of beauty. ... unfortunately, this particular plant seems to have a taste for art supples. Even if I did have my suppplies, its constant repetition of the phrase "Feed me, Seymour," is more than a little distracting. And I don't see how tying me to this chair with its fronds is helping the situation any.
The birds are similarly lovely, and their plumage is a pleasant contrast to the violet fur of their gorilla friends. Friendship can be a uniquely beautiful thing. If these animals have bonded to the point where they can live in harmony with each other, it is not my place to interrupt them. Once again, however, their speech is ... distracting. I'm afraid I don't quite understand the meaning of "iyaaaaaan~" or "sobold," however often these animals might repeat themselves. And when I mention friendship -- I do not think the word means what they think it means.
Even in the face of all of this, I should be grateful that I have been invited here. Gratitude and patience are both beautiful virtues, after all; my patience should be without end. My patience is without end, my patience-- What I really cannot grasp is why all of this must happen while a pack of squirrels attach pink ruffles to my clothing and keep me captive at this tea party. And even that would not be so bad if they did not punctuate it by insisting that all of this will help make a "lady" out of me.
If ruffles really make the woman, then I suppose I'll just have to settle for being something else. I've always considered to be myself a fencer first, after all. The sword is far mightier then any conspiracy this camp might have against my femininity. If I must fight against something as lovely as a violet gorilla or a pink squirrel, then I will pluck up my courage and do so. My self-taught style won't be defeated by a few lacy tea cozies!
And "iyaaaaan~" definitely isn't in my repertoire.
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Character: Kaitani Riku
Series: Eyeshield 21 (Manga)
Age: 15
Canon: In Eyeshield 21, it's football season any time, all the time. The characters live, breathe, and sleep the sport and it's no surprise how devoted they are to winning. Every team we meet has its own reasons to prove they're the best, and the Seibu Wild Gunmen are certainly no exception, bringing to the yard three (count them, three!) new rivals for our protagonists.
Kaitani Riku is the running back for the Wild Gunmen and one of these three rivals, with a running technique that makes him near unstoppable. He's damn good at what he does and knows it, which makes him come off as cocky at times when he's interacting with others. Instead, Riku can best be described as confident, in himself, in his abilities, and in the abilities of his team. His pride is a big part of who he is and he's always willing to back up the words he says with action. He's got enough wits to know his limits and, when he does get beat, can take it with stride.
Riku's also got a strong code of honor and a weak spot for people getting bullied; he's quick to tell them to stand up for themselves and, if necessary, show them how. With sharp reflexes and a level head during even the most nerve wracking matches, Riku's a cool customer both on and off the field (at least most of the time) who can talk the talk and walk the walk.
Sample Post:
Hmm? A guy thinks that just because he's got more attached body parts than other people, he has the right to boss around a guy without any arms? You're pathetic.
So, aren't you going to show me what all those extra body parts are supposed to do? I can tell they're fake you know. It's pretty obvious that they are and they're weird. Eyes on the back of your head is just a metaphor, no one's supposed to try and make it literal. Three legs won't help you run any faster either; it's your technique. You're doing it wrong. Besides that third one doesn't look very stable, you're not going to get very far using it.
No, I don't want to wait around while you make it stable. And if it's not supposed to be a leg, than what is it supposed to be?
... Looks like they left to go show someone else. Well, I'm not sure how I got here or why those guys were picking on you, but I'll give you a little advice. You let guys like that push you around all the time and it'll go from "get us that girl's bra" to "it puts the lotion on its skin" before you even realize it. Don't let yourself be bullied around by weird guys like them; just stand up to them in a fight.
Che, being armless isn't an excuse. You can work around it; I've seen it done before. Just use your feet like they're hands, see? I guess I can't really talk from experience about this, but if you practice, you should be able to figure it out yourself. Even though I can't teach about that kind of thing, I can teach you how to run faster. I bet if you combine these two things together, you'll be pretty strong. Trust me, with speed on your side, you can't lose.
You've got long legs, that'll work in your favor. If you can kick high enough, you should be able to reach anything. No, not a weak kick like that, you'll get no where with that kind of power. Who taught you how to kick like that; you swing your hips not thrust them. Whoever told you that was lying. Put all of your pride into it; turn it into something you'll be proud about. Then you'll put all your effort and drive into perfecting it.
... Yeah, I guess if that's what you'd be proud of, you could use it to get yourself some girl's panti-
DON'T USE IT FOR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!
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Applicant #1
Character: Sohma Kyou
Series: Fruits Basket (manga)
Age: 16
Canon: Fruits Basket is a touching tale of friendship, sacrifice, personal growth, and transforming into cute animals. When Honda Tohru camps out on Sohma property some time after losing her mother, she finds herself drawn into the chaos and uncertainty that surrounds the family -- most of all those Sohmas who are bound by the Curse of the Zodiac. Sohma Kyou is cursed by the spirit of the Cat, and whenever he is hugged by a female, he becomes a cat.
For missing the banquet, the Cat was cast out from the Zodiac, and so too is Kyou cast out and looked down on by much of the Sohma clan. Kyou is easily provoked to anger, and initially he acts gruff and hostile toward everyone -- especially Yuki, the Rat, who he blames for his troubles. But as Tohru befriends Kyou and shows him kindness, he begins to reveal a kinder (though awkward) side. Kyou likes fish, milk, and training in martial arts with Kazuma (his teacher and adoptive father); he dislikes leeks, rain, and the ocean. And thanks to his curse, cats are extremely fond of him, to the point of draping themselves over him during class.
I'm apping Kyou from midway through the manga, probably around volume 13 or so (although I don't mind shifting one way or another, depending on the other FB cast members).
Sample Post:
I'm cold, I'm wet, and I think something's following me. Stupid Tohru, getting dragged out to some freaky summer camp. Stupid Shigure and that damn stupid Yuki, getting themselves lost looking for her. Or whatever the hell that damn dog is doing out here, I don't even think I wanna know. So now I have to come take care of everything! Like those cousins of mine would lift a finger if I went missing.
Damn it, and now I'm lost! They gave me a "pamphlet" on the way in, but it's not even... It reads like Shigure's dumb novels, for crying out loud. not that I'm admitting to ever reading any of those "Lore groaned as his putrefying soulmate lovingly sank his teeth into --" Goes on like that for twenty pages! Guess I'll just have to figure it out as I go. At least the zombies are easy enough to handle -- agh, get off my leg! There's no brains there anyway, you idiot corpse! And... that's not eating you're trying to do, is it. DIE!
Ugh, now there's zombie flesh all over my pants! And those bushes keep rustling -- I swear there's something following me! Geez, Tohru better be safe when I finally find her. That girl is so -- aw, man, I can just see her now. "You want my brains? I don't know... but you seem so hungry... I suppose I could let you have just a bit, if it would make you feel better..."
Okay, calm down, Kyou. You're overreacting. She's not really the type to do something that selflessly stupid... Well, whatever! I'm just gonna go in, get Tohru, maybe the dog and rat if I feel like it, then out. I'm not staying here any longer than I -- there's that rustling again! That tears it! Whoever you are, come on out! I'm not letting you make fun of me any...
... Are those zombie cats?! Shoo, get lost! No, I don't want to be friends! And I don't want a half-eaten toucan!
I hate this place!
Applicant #2
Character: Sohma Kyou
Series: Fruits Basket
Age: 16
Canon: Once upon a time a long long time ago God was having a banquet and invited all the animals to join him. The rat, being a sneaky conniving bastard, decided to tell the cat that the banquet was on the next day, so the cat slept through it, missing the festivities. But little did the animals know that God had called the banquet to hand out relationship-inhibiting curses and a lifetime supply of emo, renewable in case of accidental or natural death. The cat was lucky enough to miss out on this emo-though not the curse-but since the other animals didn't want to let the cat know they'd been had, they shunned him, locked him up in a dark room, and let him have his own emo all alone, like a sad kitty in the snow. These animals are the Sohma family, and the pussy is Kyou.
Kyou is quite the pissy pussy. He's quick to anger, likes to solve problems with violence, and is currently engaged in a lifelong bitter struggle to prove that he's got a bigger penis than better than Sohma Yuki. Socially inept to a T, Kyou is a class act shounen retard. The things that he is incapable of dealing with include, but are not limited to: expressing his emotions, showing concern for others, and dealing with girls (and Honda Tohru, who encompasses all of the above). Yet beneath all the hissing, scratching, and angry bitching, deep down inside he's just a kitten who wants to be loved.
In case you didn't know, cursed Sohma family members will turn into animals upon being hugged by a member of the opposite sex.
Sample Post:
When the guy back there said it was a hike to get to this place he wasn't kidding! Training in the mountains was pretty intense but here, there's something better about this place. Yeah, I can feel it. There's something in the quivering trees and the groping branches that tells me this is the place! I've found it! This is the place where I'm going to train until I can beat the damn rat's stupid scrawny pale ass!
All right, listen up! My name's Sohma Kyou and I'm here to kick all your asses! I don't care if you're decaying or growing third eyes or some kind of lame stinky primate, I'm going to beat the shit out of you anyways! Heh, c'mon, don't give me those looks like you think I'm a pussy! I've taken down opponents that're bigger, smellier, and more perverted than you! Emo ninjas? HAH! Don't make me laugh! Emo's just another word for pansy and I've kicked the shit out way bigger pansies than all you girls!
So come on, I can take you! I can take this whole damn camp by myself! With my eyes closed! And my hand tied behind my back! C'mon, you! I can take you. Which one of you pussies wants to go down fir-augh!
What the shit is this?! Where the hell did these cats come from? When I said pussies I didn't mean cats, you morons! You're supposed to fight me yourselves, idiots! And hey! You dumb cats! I'm a serious fighter! This is SERIOUS BUSINESS! SO GET LOST! Goddamnit, whoever let lose the cats is going to get it first! All right, which one of you did it?!
Oh, I see. So you're the fucking wise ass who thinks a bunch of randomly decaying kitties can get me to stop, huh? Well I'm not afraid of kicking kittens and I'm not afraid of kicking your ass! So what if you're a girl? C'mon! I can take you! Heh! The easy thing about you zombies is that your damn arms fall off so eas-h-hey! Calling reinforcements is cheat-*pyon*
You damn zombies are lucky there's no one else around. And don't you dare call me a pussy. This is all that damn rat's fault.
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Character: Mirai (Future) Trunks Briefs Wiki
Series: Dragonball/Z
Age: 20
Canon: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (a.k.a. Akira Toriyama’s mind, 1984) there was a boy, a girl, and seven magic balls that could grant any wish when collected. Time passed by in this mystical world, and the boy spent his days happily stopping anything that dared try to harm it; from armies, to demons, to aliens from outer space.
And then the space time continuum decided to go 'splooy'.
Enter Mirai Trunks. Raised primarily by his single mother, Bulma, he is the only surviving warrior from an alternate future where killer androids rain terror down upon a rapidly diminishing population. With no one alive who can defeat them, Trunks agrees to go back in time, warn of the coming massacre, and as a bonus creates at least three alternate futures along the way. You go, Trunks.
Having grown up in the timeline that got the short end of the stick, Trunks has a serious attitude towards fighting, seeing battle more as an unfortunate necessity than enjoyment. He is very dedicated to his goals, giving them priority above all else, and adopts a no-nonsense attitude in combat. Despite this, he’s also friendly, polite, and pretty easily shocked. Although, like most Super Saiyajins, he could probably kick your ass in his sleep. He is being apped from the period following the defeat of his times’ androids.
Sample Post:
Hey, everyone. I’m real sorry to intrude like this, but I didn’t want to leave without apologizing to whoever owns that tree back there. The one that ah…they must have been using to hang their underwear… I’m honestly not sure how I ended up in it to begin with but please believe me; I really didn’t mean to get in the way of someone’s laundry. I guess it has to be these peaceful times, huh? I don’t think I’ve ever felt fully comfortable with just sitting back and enjoying the scenery before. I must have dozed off or something.
Oh, sorry. I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Trunks Briefs…No, I’m not joking. Why does everyone always ask that? Would anyone mind telling me what kind of place this is? I’m getting the impression that it isn’t exactly the annual gun show, even with all the firearms I’ve seen in the past five minutes. Maybe I can give you a hand with things while I’m here. It’s really not a problem. I don’t even need my own shotgun, see I-
Hey! What on earth are you doing?! Exactly where did you get the idea that shooting at others is okay? There. Try to shoot something with it now. Just because they’re a litter greener than most…don’t you think this world has had enough death? It’s not like people can ever come back once they’ve died! And no. I’m not going to bend it back until you learn to stop pointing that shotgun at other people.
Wha…what do you mean ‘sure they can’? Are you saying- Wait, let me see if I understand this correctly. These ‘moogles’ you have can bring people back from the dead? There wouldn’t happen to be seven of them, would there? But either way…I. This is great! I need to let Mother know! She’ll be so excited to hear about this! You’ll have to forgive me, I need to get back home with this news as soon as possible.
…Huh? I don’t understand. I can’t leave? I don’t mean any offense, but I don’t think anyone here is capable of stopping me.
Oh, I see. You’re referring to the barrier you have generated around the area. I guess if I just broke through it that could cause you problems…You’re right, flying out of here would have been rude of me. Do you know who I could talk to about shutting this field down then?…MY MOM? Well yes, Mother could be helpful in this situation. It’s too bad that she’s not here.
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Character: Stephanie Brown (Spoiler)
Series: DC Comics, Batman. Also appears in Robin.
Age: 16 (approximately)
Canon: Stephanie Brown is the daughter of Cluemaster, a second-rate Batman villain. She always resented her father, and was thrilled that Batman always won over him. When she was a teenager, she donned an eggplant (not purple) colored costume and assisted Batman and Robin in stopping Cluemaster's recent crime spree. She came up with the hero name Spoiler, since she was spoiling her father's plans. After that, she would team up on-and-off with Robin, and became close friends with Batgirl. She received a wide array of encouragement and discouragement from Batman, because Batman is kind of insane. Stephanie is a strong, stubborn, cheerful character who smiles through her vast array of problems, which include pregnancy, sexual abuse, and occasionally trying to date Robin. Comics featuring Steph generally include snippets of her diary, and she generally has a running narrative in her head.
Sample Post:
BAM! POW! SOCK! uh…BIFF? KAPOW! KRACOW!
Spoiler 5, Zombie mafia 0! In your face-OW.
…
Zombie mafia, one. But only one.
Yknow, I really just wanted to find Robin, not a mass of zombies in…zoot suits. In fact, didn't want to find zombies AT ALL. Any normal person would have flipped out at the horrible, disgusting sight of them, but "any normal person" hasn't been (briefly) trained by Batman, or fought next to the coolest super heroines ever. So I was alert and ready for action! …After I was done flipping out.
Anyway, I'm trained to look into suspicious activity, no matter the…uhm…situation. I guess zombies can have a criminal underbelly if they want to. Why not. So I stealthily followed them back to this seedy hideout. And trust me, zombies know how to do seedy. Urgh.
The suited zombie mass started grunting back and forth with some other big zombie who was smoking a cigar. Uh…I don't know how, can zombies even breathe? But I guess image is everything. I couldn't exactly make out what they were saying, but I'm sure there were nasty deals going down.
So I did what any cautious, well-trained hero would do.
I flung myself down there and started beating the shit out of them.
So here I am now, kicking ass! I've got this completely under control. I don't even need to find Robin. Hah! Unless, of course, that's another massive group of zombies over there. Coming here.
Are…are you guys snapping? This is a dance routine now? Wait…oh, for--
GANG WAR?!
I am SO done with this. You guys can fight each other. …Wait wait fighting zombie group, don't go in that direction! There are so many cabins and people to get in your way! Wouldn't you much rather go to the dark empty woods?
Ok, I've gotta warn everyone…*clambers up onto the nearest rooftop*
ATTENTION SUMMER--WINTER--CAMP. I know I'm some strange masked kid screaming at you from a rooftop, but NO COME BACK! Hear me out! You guys have a ZOMBIE MAFIA heading right for you! So if you'd stop being a big group of innocent bystanders and run, that would make life a lot easier! …um, why don't you guys look scared?
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Character: Huang Yue Ying
Series: Kessen 2
Age: Looks (and acts) to be in her teens. Apper estimates her age in the 16~19 year range.
Canon: Kessen 2 is known as gripping tale about magic,
loyalty, betrayal, tits, and a man who will risk everything and go
against Heaven for love. Or rather, "That game that doesn't actually
have much to do with the time period it's based in."
In this tale, Huang Yue Ying plays the role of the over-the-top mad
scientist, whose sole purpose is to dispense weapons of mass destruction
in an inappropriately irrational and exuberant fashion. No, really.
She'll gleefully tell you of all the ways her brilliant inventions will
kill another human being while punctuating her statements with a
singsong "Yeah~!" While this embarrasses her husband, Zhuge Liang, he
does seem to put up with her. Perhaps it's because she can make deadly
tanks and ninja launchers, as well as the occasional Aibo.
Sample Post:
I had high hopes for my new workshop, yeah, but this is better than
anything I could've ever dreamed! It's even been filled with cannon
fodder! ♥ I don't know the sorcerer who could've made all of
these old meat puppets to test my weapons on, but I think I owe him a
big thank you, yeah! They look so much sturdier than straw
dummies, too! I might be able to use some of them twice!
What am I going to make first? To kick off the grand opening of this
place, maybe I could go with the theme of "Bigger, Badder, Better,
YEAH!" So let's make this one... an angry dragon. It'll stand
fifty feet tall, have a huge head to hold the giant cannon, and will
have fangs of razor-sharp steel so it'll look scary, yeah! Really
scary! I'd be really happy if I could get it to go "GRRRRRRRRR", too!
It'd be a good way to stun the enemy before turning them into a
smoking crater, yeah!
...But that wouldn't be much of a surprise! Maybe I should do something
a little smaller. A little sneakier. Something cute, like a kitten!
I'd have to take out a lot to keep the engine quiet, but that just adds
to the effect! Just set it down, push a button, yeah, and off it goes
into the bad guys, purring all the way! And then when it slips into a
big bunch of bad guys? BOOM! YEAH! I wonder how many I could
get with that. Do we have enough meat puppets to test? One, three,
seven, twenty-five, fifty... ooh! It looks like I'll even have
leftovers, yeah!
Okay! Let's do it! You! You, you, and you, too! Yeah, you! Snack
time's over, yeah! Quit eating your forest animals and come here for a
second. I want to test something! ♥ No, don't worry! This will
only sting for a second!
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Character: Raquel Applegate
Series: Wild ARMs 4
Age: 19
Canon: There are three constants in life: death, taxes, and Japanese RPGs with post-apocalyptic settings. Wild ARMs 4 is mostly about being the third thing, although there's plenty of death to go around too. This particular setting is Filgaia, a continent torn apart by a bloody war and superweapons known as ARMs. Since the world kinda sucks, people eke out a living in any way they can -- one of which being the ever-popular Drifter career choice. Raquel Applegate is one of those Drifters, a traveling swordswoman with a sharp tongue and a flair for painting. According to her, she's traveling in order to paint what little beauty is left in such a messed-up place like Filgaia. Thus giving her the perfect excuse to join up with the rest of the party and help save the world.
Personality-wise, Raquel is a mature, somewhat gruff young woman who cares very little for being "lady-like" or "charming." Though she can be a little detached sometimes, she is a kind and sensitive person who often acts as an older-sister figure to the rest of the group--especially to Arnaud, who she eventually falls in love with by the end of the game. Also, she's the most badass heavy-hitter in the entire game. You don't mess with the lady with the sword. She will cut you. (Boyfriends included.)
Sample Post:
I am grateful for the opportunity to see beauty in a place like this. Compared with the wreckage of war, the abundance of greenery to be found here is exquisite. For example: these flowering vines. Back home, such a lovely shade of violet would be all but impossible to find in the wild. If I had my canvas and oils, I would not hesitate to capture such an intense example of beauty. ... unfortunately, this particular plant seems to have a taste for art supples. Even if I did have my suppplies, its constant repetition of the phrase "Feed me, Seymour," is more than a little distracting. And I don't see how tying me to this chair with its fronds is helping the situation any.
The birds are similarly lovely, and their plumage is a pleasant contrast to the violet fur of their gorilla friends. Friendship can be a uniquely beautiful thing. If these animals have bonded to the point where they can live in harmony with each other, it is not my place to interrupt them. Once again, however, their speech is ... distracting. I'm afraid I don't quite understand the meaning of "iyaaaaaan~" or "sobold," however often these animals might repeat themselves. And when I mention friendship -- I do not think the word means what they think it means.
Even in the face of all of this, I should be grateful that I have been invited here. Gratitude and patience are both beautiful virtues, after all; my patience should be without end. My patience is without end, my patience-- What I really cannot grasp is why all of this must happen while a pack of squirrels attach pink ruffles to my clothing and keep me captive at this tea party. And even that would not be so bad if they did not punctuate it by insisting that all of this will help make a "lady" out of me.
If ruffles really make the woman, then I suppose I'll just have to settle for being something else. I've always considered to be myself a fencer first, after all. The sword is far mightier then any conspiracy this camp might have against my femininity. If I must fight against something as lovely as a violet gorilla or a pink squirrel, then I will pluck up my courage and do so. My self-taught style won't be defeated by a few lacy tea cozies!
And "iyaaaaan~" definitely isn't in my repertoire.
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Character: Kaitani Riku
Series: Eyeshield 21 (Manga)
Age: 15
Canon: In Eyeshield 21, it's football season any time, all the time. The characters live, breathe, and sleep the sport and it's no surprise how devoted they are to winning. Every team we meet has its own reasons to prove they're the best, and the Seibu Wild Gunmen are certainly no exception, bringing to the yard three (count them, three!) new rivals for our protagonists.
Kaitani Riku is the running back for the Wild Gunmen and one of these three rivals, with a running technique that makes him near unstoppable. He's damn good at what he does and knows it, which makes him come off as cocky at times when he's interacting with others. Instead, Riku can best be described as confident, in himself, in his abilities, and in the abilities of his team. His pride is a big part of who he is and he's always willing to back up the words he says with action. He's got enough wits to know his limits and, when he does get beat, can take it with stride.
Riku's also got a strong code of honor and a weak spot for people getting bullied; he's quick to tell them to stand up for themselves and, if necessary, show them how. With sharp reflexes and a level head during even the most nerve wracking matches, Riku's a cool customer both on and off the field (at least most of the time) who can talk the talk and walk the walk.
Sample Post:
Hmm? A guy thinks that just because he's got more attached body parts than other people, he has the right to boss around a guy without any arms? You're pathetic.
So, aren't you going to show me what all those extra body parts are supposed to do? I can tell they're fake you know. It's pretty obvious that they are and they're weird. Eyes on the back of your head is just a metaphor, no one's supposed to try and make it literal. Three legs won't help you run any faster either; it's your technique. You're doing it wrong. Besides that third one doesn't look very stable, you're not going to get very far using it.
No, I don't want to wait around while you make it stable. And if it's not supposed to be a leg, than what is it supposed to be?
... Looks like they left to go show someone else. Well, I'm not sure how I got here or why those guys were picking on you, but I'll give you a little advice. You let guys like that push you around all the time and it'll go from "get us that girl's bra" to "it puts the lotion on its skin" before you even realize it. Don't let yourself be bullied around by weird guys like them; just stand up to them in a fight.
Che, being armless isn't an excuse. You can work around it; I've seen it done before. Just use your feet like they're hands, see? I guess I can't really talk from experience about this, but if you practice, you should be able to figure it out yourself. Even though I can't teach about that kind of thing, I can teach you how to run faster. I bet if you combine these two things together, you'll be pretty strong. Trust me, with speed on your side, you can't lose.
You've got long legs, that'll work in your favor. If you can kick high enough, you should be able to reach anything. No, not a weak kick like that, you'll get no where with that kind of power. Who taught you how to kick like that; you swing your hips not thrust them. Whoever told you that was lying. Put all of your pride into it; turn it into something you'll be proud about. Then you'll put all your effort and drive into perfecting it.
... Yeah, I guess if that's what you'd be proud of, you could use it to get yourself some girl's panti-
DON'T USE IT FOR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!
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Applicant #1
Character: Sohma Kyou
Series: Fruits Basket (manga)
Age: 16
Canon: Fruits Basket is a touching tale of friendship, sacrifice, personal growth, and transforming into cute animals. When Honda Tohru camps out on Sohma property some time after losing her mother, she finds herself drawn into the chaos and uncertainty that surrounds the family -- most of all those Sohmas who are bound by the Curse of the Zodiac. Sohma Kyou is cursed by the spirit of the Cat, and whenever he is hugged by a female, he becomes a cat.
For missing the banquet, the Cat was cast out from the Zodiac, and so too is Kyou cast out and looked down on by much of the Sohma clan. Kyou is easily provoked to anger, and initially he acts gruff and hostile toward everyone -- especially Yuki, the Rat, who he blames for his troubles. But as Tohru befriends Kyou and shows him kindness, he begins to reveal a kinder (though awkward) side. Kyou likes fish, milk, and training in martial arts with Kazuma (his teacher and adoptive father); he dislikes leeks, rain, and the ocean. And thanks to his curse, cats are extremely fond of him, to the point of draping themselves over him during class.
I'm apping Kyou from midway through the manga, probably around volume 13 or so (although I don't mind shifting one way or another, depending on the other FB cast members).
Sample Post:
I'm cold, I'm wet, and I think something's following me. Stupid Tohru, getting dragged out to some freaky summer camp. Stupid Shigure and that damn stupid Yuki, getting themselves lost looking for her. Or whatever the hell that damn dog is doing out here, I don't even think I wanna know. So now I have to come take care of everything! Like those cousins of mine would lift a finger if I went missing.
Damn it, and now I'm lost! They gave me a "pamphlet" on the way in, but it's not even... It reads like Shigure's dumb novels, for crying out loud. not that I'm admitting to ever reading any of those "Lore groaned as his putrefying soulmate lovingly sank his teeth into --" Goes on like that for twenty pages! Guess I'll just have to figure it out as I go. At least the zombies are easy enough to handle -- agh, get off my leg! There's no brains there anyway, you idiot corpse! And... that's not eating you're trying to do, is it. DIE!
Ugh, now there's zombie flesh all over my pants! And those bushes keep rustling -- I swear there's something following me! Geez, Tohru better be safe when I finally find her. That girl is so -- aw, man, I can just see her now. "You want my brains? I don't know... but you seem so hungry... I suppose I could let you have just a bit, if it would make you feel better..."
Okay, calm down, Kyou. You're overreacting. She's not really the type to do something that selflessly stupid... Well, whatever! I'm just gonna go in, get Tohru, maybe the dog and rat if I feel like it, then out. I'm not staying here any longer than I -- there's that rustling again! That tears it! Whoever you are, come on out! I'm not letting you make fun of me any...
... Are those zombie cats?! Shoo, get lost! No, I don't want to be friends! And I don't want a half-eaten toucan!
I hate this place!
Applicant #2
Character: Sohma Kyou
Series: Fruits Basket
Age: 16
Canon: Once upon a time a long long time ago God was having a banquet and invited all the animals to join him. The rat, being a sneaky conniving bastard, decided to tell the cat that the banquet was on the next day, so the cat slept through it, missing the festivities. But little did the animals know that God had called the banquet to hand out relationship-inhibiting curses and a lifetime supply of emo, renewable in case of accidental or natural death. The cat was lucky enough to miss out on this emo-though not the curse-but since the other animals didn't want to let the cat know they'd been had, they shunned him, locked him up in a dark room, and let him have his own emo all alone, like a sad kitty in the snow. These animals are the Sohma family, and the pussy is Kyou.
Kyou is quite the pissy pussy. He's quick to anger, likes to solve problems with violence, and is currently engaged in a lifelong bitter struggle to prove that he's got a bigger penis than better than Sohma Yuki. Socially inept to a T, Kyou is a class act shounen retard. The things that he is incapable of dealing with include, but are not limited to: expressing his emotions, showing concern for others, and dealing with girls (and Honda Tohru, who encompasses all of the above). Yet beneath all the hissing, scratching, and angry bitching, deep down inside he's just a kitten who wants to be loved.
In case you didn't know, cursed Sohma family members will turn into animals upon being hugged by a member of the opposite sex.
Sample Post:
When the guy back there said it was a hike to get to this place he wasn't kidding! Training in the mountains was pretty intense but here, there's something better about this place. Yeah, I can feel it. There's something in the quivering trees and the groping branches that tells me this is the place! I've found it! This is the place where I'm going to train until I can beat the damn rat's stupid scrawny pale ass!
All right, listen up! My name's Sohma Kyou and I'm here to kick all your asses! I don't care if you're decaying or growing third eyes or some kind of lame stinky primate, I'm going to beat the shit out of you anyways! Heh, c'mon, don't give me those looks like you think I'm a pussy! I've taken down opponents that're bigger, smellier, and more perverted than you! Emo ninjas? HAH! Don't make me laugh! Emo's just another word for pansy and I've kicked the shit out way bigger pansies than all you girls!
So come on, I can take you! I can take this whole damn camp by myself! With my eyes closed! And my hand tied behind my back! C'mon, you! I can take you. Which one of you pussies wants to go down fir-augh!
What the shit is this?! Where the hell did these cats come from? When I said pussies I didn't mean cats, you morons! You're supposed to fight me yourselves, idiots! And hey! You dumb cats! I'm a serious fighter! This is SERIOUS BUSINESS! SO GET LOST! Goddamnit, whoever let lose the cats is going to get it first! All right, which one of you did it?!
Oh, I see. So you're the fucking wise ass who thinks a bunch of randomly decaying kitties can get me to stop, huh? Well I'm not afraid of kicking kittens and I'm not afraid of kicking your ass! So what if you're a girl? C'mon! I can take you! Heh! The easy thing about you zombies is that your damn arms fall off so eas-h-hey! Calling reinforcements is cheat-*pyon*
You damn zombies are lucky there's no one else around. And don't you dare call me a pussy. This is all that damn rat's fault.
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