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... as another FYI that I keep forgetting, we've been very, very lenient about the idles recently, because we know how people tend to get nailed with school and whatnot around this time of the year. We're doing a massive cleaning of the campers and counselors list come June 1st -- be sure you're staying active with characters you want to keep!
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me if I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE. Closed~
Character: Draco Malfoy
Series: Harry Potter
Character Age: 16
Canon: The world of Harry Potter revolves around one boy who learns that magic and wizards do exist, and that the wizard that scares the pants off all the others even wants him dead! Have I mentioned Draco is exceedingly thankful that boy is not him?
When first introduced to Draco Malfoy, he comes off as, well... a snob. He's an insulting, whiny git who believes anyone who isn't from a pure-blooded wizarding family is beneath his notice. Draco's current life consists of hexing unsuspecting first-year students when he's bored and basking in the admiration of his peers. Despite such a comfortable lifestyle, he knows that one day he'll have to decide whether or not to join his father in licking the Dark Lord's boots. Until then, he's going to continue being a thorn in his father's side until he gets that new broom that's better than Potter's.
note: This Draco would be from just before he takes the Dark Mark. Also, those curious about the Knight Bus can look here.
Sample Post:
Alright. I've been stranded for hours trying to find a way through the barriers here and if I have to wait for my arm to fall off before the bloody Bus comes, the least you can do is entertain me properly. It's bad enough you don't even have a proper chess set, but I suppose that's understandable for a gorilla like you. The dead around here seem to know how to play, so there isn't even much thought required on your part! Oh, and no more nonsense about introducing me to the lake monster. We have one of those back home, and I am not in any way feeling nostalgic over it. No, I'm not coming down from this tree. It's the only one that hasn't tried something funny.
Ah, my turn? You, there on my side. The stumpy one in the first row. Two paces forward, if you can figure out which way that is, which is questionable seeing as you've obviously never been able to figure out which way leads to the bath. Don't give me that look. Yes, I know that zombie over there is looking at you. In fact, he probably wants to eat you, which is better than him wanting to eat me. Tell you what, why don't you try eating him first?
Oh, nice move, Mister Gorilla. Though I don't really know what good it's going to do him to have your codpiece, it's not like it's a very good-- Er, what I mean to say is, he looks lovely in his new hat. Really!
Hmph. I'm sure you thought that by having your zombie take out my zombie, it would lead to your certain victory. I, however, have zombies and a flock of toucans on my side. As soon as I win I'll have them sing you a rousing song I made up myself back at school. It only took me an hour to teach it to them, you'll quite like it I'm sure, seeing as you resemble the boy in it.
You know, it's really a shame you're too plebeian to know how to play Quidditch. I'm sure I could have transfigured some balls to play with. What? Not that kind- No, I don't want to see them! Keep the foul things to yourself! I've already been tortured with the sight of Dumbledore making out with a lemon drop, I don't need to add your anatomy to the list.
And what's wrong with these birds? Their singing is the most awful I've ever heard. Cease at once! I don't even know what a bloody Mmm-Bop is. No, I do not need you to inform me. I'm sure that lumbering oaf of a Magical Creatures teacher will bring one in proclaiming it to be full of nothing but fluff and sweetness, only to laugh later when it bites our hands off.
I said stop! Don't make me hex you... Bollocks, now you've gotten it stuck in my head. Hey, is that a sign? Why didn't you tell me we were this close to civilization? I could have been enjoying a nice bath by now, without that perverted ghost trying to sneak a peek!
Poll Vote!
Character: Clair Leonelli
Series: Heat Guy J (he's the second row, second column under “characters”)
Character Age: 19
Canon: Heat Guy J stars Daisuke Aurora and his robot partner J, who are responsible for preemptively stopping crime in the futuristic city-state of Judoh. They're pretty good at it, barring the "preemptive" part.
As for Clair, well...remember that kids' rhyme with the lyrics "Some people threw flowers, I threw a grenade"? That's Clair. Literally. After his father's death (and funeral, where said "firework" incident occurs) he inherits the position of "Vampire," head of mafia syndicate Company Vita's ruling Board. A bit paranoidly insane (though physical threats or oddness don't really weird him out), people both amuse and disgust him; he enjoys creatively punishing and lecturing any hypocrites he meets, which in his mind is all of humanity. He also has a tendency to giggle when causing pain (or denying his own).
Despite his arrogance, he feels inferior to his father's high expectations and commits most of the same self-delusions he denounces in others. While he obsesses over some things, Clair bores easily, and will abruptly change the subject if he loses interest in a conversation. As befits a mafioso, Clair "repays" both favors and slights. Get on his good side, and he's loyal as long as you are. But God help you if you betray him.
Sample Post:
[unhinged gigglng] It's a party! How thoughtful of you to welcome me, zombies; I'm having a great time. Take THAT! FIREWORKS!...Don't make me laugh; if you move that slowly you'll never be able to catch anyone.
Tch. Cowards. But they did spice up this meeting quite a bit, so I suppose I should be thankful. Later I'll hunt them down again let them know exactly how grateful I am they barged in without invitations.
...what? Get your wings off me, toucan, and call me Vampire, not “kid”! Is your don here yet? I don't have time to deal with small fry. Oh, and put your tail out before sitting back down. It's not my fault you didn't get out of the way fast enough.
I'm tired of waiting. Where's your don?--He's one of you too? Hmph, I get clucked at plenty without real birds underfoot. The Board'll regret making a fool out of me like this, traveling Offshore to bring home a pet....With how very nicely my friends arranged this little vacation, it would be rude of me to return without souvenirs to show my gratitude. How much would it cost to catch and ship a box of zombies from here to Judoh? We'll send it back with your delegate after the merger.
[more giggling, nervous this time] Heh, you'll need better lies than “reading my mind” covering your reasons to decline combining our forces. Sounds phony to me...how did you do that? Who told you that? Speak fast, birdy, or I'll yank out the rest of this wing--Stop talking! You don't know a thing! [gunshot]
There. [relieved giggle] Now you've stopped...What are you all looking at? Anybody else want to try that little trick on me? [chuckle] You can't possibly shoot me without bringing all Vita down on you, so stop waving those toys around. I'm still interested in merging, so quit your squawking and listen: People who judge others without seeing what they can do first make me throw up. You aren't calling “game over” before you've even seen me play. And moneymaking's a game I play a lot. [snicker] Don't believe me? I'll bet my whole company against our merger that I can make a profit out of any settlement anywhere!
...You'll take it?...
...hmm, sounds interesting. A camp, eh? And a fairly large one. That'll do. We'll see who's “dying” before this is all over. Even Papa never took the Company international.
Oh, and if you complain after I win, we'll see how many fireworks can fit in one of those big ugly beaks of yours. It'll be your own fault for gambling anyway. Birds-or people--who bet away things they care about are the worst trash of all.
Poll Vote!
Character: Hinamori Momo
Series: Bleach
Character Age: 14
Canon: Bleach follows a predictable, familiar formula: boy(Ichigo) has unusual (sixth-sense-esque) abilities he does not entirely understand. Boy's innate aptitude and freakish strength astound those who, by all rights, ought to be able to wipe the floor with him. Boy becomes incrementally stronger, discovers new sure-kill moves and eventually wins over all rivals with his abrasive charm. Boy saves world. Somehow, Bleach manages to be horribly addictive in spite of this.
Hinamori Momo is not the main character of Bleach, though she is adorable, well-intentioned and naively trusting. Her childlike appearance, ditzy good nature and childhood history of bedwetting lure most people into underestimating her. Nevertheless, she is a dangerous fighter and a master of kidou, the Demon Arts. These skills, along with hard work, determination and a surprising stubborn streak, earned her the rank of Vice Captain of the 5th Division. She was fanatically devoted to its Captain, Aizen Sousuke. His ultimate betrayal (and her own willingness to blame her childhood friend, Hitsugaya Toushirou, for his "death") crushed her emotionally and psychologically. Aizen's sword through her chest took care of the physical rest.
Though she survived, Hinamori has a great deal of recovering to do. She has not yet come to terms with Aizen's actions, insisting that there must be some good in him. Her confidence in herself and her judgement has been shaken, and she badly needs time to come to terms with all that's happened. Nevertheless, she's determined to earn back everyone's trust and move forward!
Sample Application:
E-excuse me, but…could someone direct me to the infirmary? I'm to report directly to the head nurse for, um, recuperative leave. I guess I…my superiors must not think I'm fit for active duty yet. I'm sure they have very good reasons for thinking so! I just want to get back to work as soon as possible. If...if this "rehab" is what it takes, then I'll do it! No mater what!
I have a docket with my medical history and treatment notes and all those things, and I'm supposed to give it to the nurse. I'm sure I put it somewhere. I couldn't have lost something so important…um…ah…which sleeve did I…? Oh no…Aha! Thank goodness! Now, can anyone help me?
Ehh? Toucan-san? But toucans don't talk, that's for parrots, and I'm sure I didn't see your lips-um-beak move!
Oh, I see, you're a telepathic toucan? How strange! Er…I don't mean any offense by that, it's just that we don't have anything like you where I'm from. The wildlife isn't very chatty. I think it would be nicer if they were; I would've loved talking birds when I was little! You must be much smarter than the birds I'm familiar with. Would you be so kind as to give me some directions?
W-what do you mean, "Only if I tell you a secret"? I don't really have any secrets…nothing that would interest a bird, anyway. I-I'm not very interesting, and I've been, well, asleep. For a long time. Wh-why? Oh. Um. I'd really rather not say…I don't like to think about-
…how do you know Aizen-tai…his name..?
I…I see. You're a psychic toucan, too. That's…that's just not fair. Why would you even ask me for a secret if you can just dig around and pick one out like that..? That's r-rude and…and awful, and…you sh-shouldn't do that to p-people without a-a-asking first! B-be quiet! Y-you'd cry t-t-too if someone did that to you! I kn-know it makes me look like a p-p-panda bear, but I can't help it! Sniffle. Oh, I should have a tissue somewhere…my left sleeve? Thank you…just g-give me a moment, please. I can pull myself together. Really.
Now see here, Toucan-san! You've gotten a secret, now I think you owe me directions! Stop laughing! I'm serious! I'll climb up there!
What do you mean, the stuff with Ai…with him wasn't a secret? Oh? Well, I suppose it does make sense that news from Soul Society would travel this far, if I've been sent here to get well…but still. That was all I really had. It's just like I told you, I'm not very secretive.
…okay, m-maybe there's one thing…I know I'm fidgeting! Do you promise to give me directions if I tell you? And to keep it a secret? I don't know if I trust you, you're laughing at me…
Well, I…you see…ever since I woke up I've…
…gone back to wetting the bed…
Poll Vote!
Character: Maggie Mui
Series: ROD TV
Character Age: 20
Canon: Lost pet? Missing book? Former world power attempting hostile global takeover (again)? Call the Paper Sisters, a heroic trio who kick ass with the power of...uh, paper. (That ran out of steam.)
Maggie is the middle sister of the trio, a bibliomaniac known to seclude herself in homemade nests made of books rather than, well, interacting with society. However, hidden beneath her insecure, bibliomaniac, reclusive and antisocial personality (look deep, folks) is a down-to-earth girl who keeps her older sister, Michelle, from floating away due to airheadedness and her younger one, Anita, from committing sororicide. Good times! Maggie can be dependable and levelheaded when push comes to shove, but when life gets too emotionally overwhelming (or there are no books, you MONSTERS), the big girl is known to crawl into a corner and just cry until the situation gets better.
Clearly, someone didn't get hugged enough as a child.
This isn't a bookstore.
Unless one of the bookstore owners has a darkened swamp library in his basement and I walked into it by accident.
...This definitely isn't a bookstore.
For one, it's too humid to store any number of books here. The books would decay and fall apart from the moisture. It'd be difficult to maintain a collection for any length of time, especially with so many people wandering around. I wouldn't mind seeing this collection though, it'd have to be really important and special to the owner if he kept it in a place like this. Maybe even a few rare books that Michelle and I haven't seen yet. (I...I hope there's a collection here now, now that I've thought about it so much. That would be really nice. ♥♥♥)
Speaking of the people, they seem to be...falling apart. I didn't think it was possible for people to live while their skin slowly peeled away - or that that colour was even possible on the living. (They are living, right?) They're also unusually violent and don't seem fazed when I yell at them, or try to scare them, or end up tearing off some of their limbs. I'm really sorry, the last one was an accident. H-how did they get like this? Maybe there's something in the air - at night, the stars here are unusually bright. (The zombie heads moaned "Fernando!" when I said that, for some reason.) If that's the case, I'll have to take care of myself and...try not to breathe too much.
I really hope it isn't the air.
One of them was helpful, though. He (I...I think it was a male) had a list of banned items in his mouth. It looks a little strange, though: sugar, tampons, alcohol...and books?
I'll...I'll be strong. I can handle this. It's just a strange new place and I don't know where I am. I-I just have to wait for a few days for help...without books.
...
*sob*
Poll Vote!
Character: Catherine Bloom
Series: Gundam Wing
Character Age: 19
Canon: Gundam Wing is just one of many mecha shows that features young teenagers fighting for Justice and Peace in giant space robots. Loosely summed up, the plot of Wing is that the Earth and the space colonies got into a big fight and now a bunch of kids have to fix everything with said giant space robots or possibly by becoming major political figures at fifteen. Such is the way of THE FUTURE.
Catherine Bloom, a knife-thrower who works at a circus cleverly named The Circus, is not a part of this fight; like many characters in the series, she detests the war going on and the violence that it brings, because it killed her family when she was younger. Catherine treats Gundam pilot Trowa Barton as a younger brother, a role he himself comes to accept as the series progresses (his personality-altering amnesia probably helped). She's protective of Trowa, always encouraging him to smile - and willing to punch sense into him when he tries to emulate Heero's self-destruction. Despite the war going on around her and Trowa's less-than-cooperative behavior at times, Catherine is a helpful, upbeat young woman who looks over those she holds dear to her and looks to the bright side of things.
Note: a running joke in the fandom is that Catherine likes to serve soup, which she has been shown serving whenever Trowa is, say, entertaining company or keeping a half-dead comatose boy in his trailer.
Sample Post:
Don't cry, don't cry! Are you lost, too? I'm Catherine, I'm with the visiting circus troupe. Maybe we can find our way back together! Come on, it's alright, just buck up, smile, and pop that eye back in your socket - it's a very nice blue, by the way! That's it...if you're a good, brave boy, I'll give you a free pass for our show! Won't that be nice? We have lions and tigers and we used to have some bears, but we replaced their act with gorillas - we hear they've very popular here!
Oh, don't worry about the gorillas, I'm sure they're harmless! They're very dexterous, at least, I used to work with one in an older act - one of them took your arm? And then played keep-away with it? Now that's just outright bullying - and you're such a small one! I won't stand for it! We'll find these gorillas and I'll give them such a talking to...! No, I don't care if they are big and purple and have bad breath and can sit where ever they want to - they've got to learn some manners! They're going to get a piece of my mind or two when we find them- what? Oh- no, that's not what I meant...
What a horrible day you've have - and it's only eleven in the morning! When we get back to the circus, I'll treat you to a bowl of my special soup - you might say it's brought some men right back from the dead! Not that there's anything wrong with staying dead, if that's what you prefer...but it's just right for what ails you, if I do say so myself! Broken heart, broken arm, missing arm...
Come on, now, don't cry! Turn that frown upside down!
Ah...I didn't mean that literally.
Poll Vote!
Character: Fukuzawa Yumi
Series: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Character Age: 16 or 17
Canon: Lillian Private Girls' Academy is a prestigious Catholic school, priding itself on its generally serene and ladylike student body. A statue of the Virgin Mary watches over the school as a reminder to the girls to arrange their uniforms correctly, walk slowly, and continue on with their barely subtextual love lives structured around the school's sœur system. If a girl presents a rosary to her junior in a sacred Lillian ritual, and the junior accepts, they are married--er, bonded as grande and petite sœurs to help each other out in times of need.
Fukuzawa Yumi was a normal girl until she became the petite sœur of Sachiko, a much-admired member of the Yamayurikai (the student council). Now she's still a normal girl, but she's part of the Red Rose Family, placed in the public eye and forced to live through the crises of everyday life and love while being hounded by gossip wherever she goes. It doesn't help that Yumi is rather naive and gullible, or that she has a complete inability to hide her emotions. Despite her faults, however, she is a kind and caring individual, and she does honestly want to help out however she can.
Sample Post:
I've got it! I'm pretty sure I've got it now! At first I thought they were all really zombies, but that's just silly! Everyone else would just laugh at me if I told them that. If this is a leadership camp, this must be some sort of leadership challenge. A true lady would be able to keep her composure in any sort of situation. That must be why I'm here. I'll just have to try my very best!
Good day, sir! My name is Fukuzawa Yumi, from Lillian Private Girls' Academy. I'm very pleased to meet you. --Yes, I'll be very pleased to provide the brains for your outfit, like a true leader! Or at least, I'll try! You don't have to be so demanding; I'm trying, I said... Really! Well um, since I'm supposed to be a leader--er, I mean, since I am a leader, why don't we pretty this place up? We could plant a few roses. I like red roses; what do you suggest? ...Ah, you're absolutely right! I am supposed to be the brains here. We'll plant red roses then.
Oh, what's that? You already have roses! How stupid of me... Hmm, they seem a little odd, though. --Eek! Wh-what are... r-roses aren't... roses don't go there! Sir, help! Please deflower me!! Er, no no no I mean--I probably could have used better terminology for--sald;kfj
...Mother Mary. I'm not sure if it counts as sinning if it was really an accident. And it might have been a robot actually since I think his lower half sort of... fell off. In any case, I am really, really sorry. ...Can I have a miracle, please?
Poll Vote!
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Character: Draco Malfoy
Series: Harry Potter
Character Age: 16
Canon: The world of Harry Potter revolves around one boy who learns that magic and wizards do exist, and that the wizard that scares the pants off all the others even wants him dead! Have I mentioned Draco is exceedingly thankful that boy is not him?
When first introduced to Draco Malfoy, he comes off as, well... a snob. He's an insulting, whiny git who believes anyone who isn't from a pure-blooded wizarding family is beneath his notice. Draco's current life consists of hexing unsuspecting first-year students when he's bored and basking in the admiration of his peers. Despite such a comfortable lifestyle, he knows that one day he'll have to decide whether or not to join his father in licking the Dark Lord's boots. Until then, he's going to continue being a thorn in his father's side until he gets that new broom that's better than Potter's.
note: This Draco would be from just before he takes the Dark Mark. Also, those curious about the Knight Bus can look here.
Sample Post:
Alright. I've been stranded for hours trying to find a way through the barriers here and if I have to wait for my arm to fall off before the bloody Bus comes, the least you can do is entertain me properly. It's bad enough you don't even have a proper chess set, but I suppose that's understandable for a gorilla like you. The dead around here seem to know how to play, so there isn't even much thought required on your part! Oh, and no more nonsense about introducing me to the lake monster. We have one of those back home, and I am not in any way feeling nostalgic over it. No, I'm not coming down from this tree. It's the only one that hasn't tried something funny.
Ah, my turn? You, there on my side. The stumpy one in the first row. Two paces forward, if you can figure out which way that is, which is questionable seeing as you've obviously never been able to figure out which way leads to the bath. Don't give me that look. Yes, I know that zombie over there is looking at you. In fact, he probably wants to eat you, which is better than him wanting to eat me. Tell you what, why don't you try eating him first?
Oh, nice move, Mister Gorilla. Though I don't really know what good it's going to do him to have your codpiece, it's not like it's a very good-- Er, what I mean to say is, he looks lovely in his new hat. Really!
Hmph. I'm sure you thought that by having your zombie take out my zombie, it would lead to your certain victory. I, however, have zombies and a flock of toucans on my side. As soon as I win I'll have them sing you a rousing song I made up myself back at school. It only took me an hour to teach it to them, you'll quite like it I'm sure, seeing as you resemble the boy in it.
You know, it's really a shame you're too plebeian to know how to play Quidditch. I'm sure I could have transfigured some balls to play with. What? Not that kind- No, I don't want to see them! Keep the foul things to yourself! I've already been tortured with the sight of Dumbledore making out with a lemon drop, I don't need to add your anatomy to the list.
And what's wrong with these birds? Their singing is the most awful I've ever heard. Cease at once! I don't even know what a bloody Mmm-Bop is. No, I do not need you to inform me. I'm sure that lumbering oaf of a Magical Creatures teacher will bring one in proclaiming it to be full of nothing but fluff and sweetness, only to laugh later when it bites our hands off.
I said stop! Don't make me hex you... Bollocks, now you've gotten it stuck in my head. Hey, is that a sign? Why didn't you tell me we were this close to civilization? I could have been enjoying a nice bath by now, without that perverted ghost trying to sneak a peek!
Poll Vote!
Character: Clair Leonelli
Series: Heat Guy J (he's the second row, second column under “characters”)
Character Age: 19
Canon: Heat Guy J stars Daisuke Aurora and his robot partner J, who are responsible for preemptively stopping crime in the futuristic city-state of Judoh. They're pretty good at it, barring the "preemptive" part.
As for Clair, well...remember that kids' rhyme with the lyrics "Some people threw flowers, I threw a grenade"? That's Clair. Literally. After his father's death (and funeral, where said "firework" incident occurs) he inherits the position of "Vampire," head of mafia syndicate Company Vita's ruling Board. A bit paranoidly insane (though physical threats or oddness don't really weird him out), people both amuse and disgust him; he enjoys creatively punishing and lecturing any hypocrites he meets, which in his mind is all of humanity. He also has a tendency to giggle when causing pain (or denying his own).
Despite his arrogance, he feels inferior to his father's high expectations and commits most of the same self-delusions he denounces in others. While he obsesses over some things, Clair bores easily, and will abruptly change the subject if he loses interest in a conversation. As befits a mafioso, Clair "repays" both favors and slights. Get on his good side, and he's loyal as long as you are. But God help you if you betray him.
Sample Post:
[unhinged gigglng] It's a party! How thoughtful of you to welcome me, zombies; I'm having a great time. Take THAT! FIREWORKS!...Don't make me laugh; if you move that slowly you'll never be able to catch anyone.
Tch. Cowards. But they did spice up this meeting quite a bit, so I suppose I should be thankful. Later I'll hunt them down again let them know exactly how grateful I am they barged in without invitations.
...what? Get your wings off me, toucan, and call me Vampire, not “kid”! Is your don here yet? I don't have time to deal with small fry. Oh, and put your tail out before sitting back down. It's not my fault you didn't get out of the way fast enough.
I'm tired of waiting. Where's your don?--He's one of you too? Hmph, I get clucked at plenty without real birds underfoot. The Board'll regret making a fool out of me like this, traveling Offshore to bring home a pet....With how very nicely my friends arranged this little vacation, it would be rude of me to return without souvenirs to show my gratitude. How much would it cost to catch and ship a box of zombies from here to Judoh? We'll send it back with your delegate after the merger.
[more giggling, nervous this time] Heh, you'll need better lies than “reading my mind” covering your reasons to decline combining our forces. Sounds phony to me...how did you do that? Who told you that? Speak fast, birdy, or I'll yank out the rest of this wing--Stop talking! You don't know a thing! [gunshot]
There. [relieved giggle] Now you've stopped...What are you all looking at? Anybody else want to try that little trick on me? [chuckle] You can't possibly shoot me without bringing all Vita down on you, so stop waving those toys around. I'm still interested in merging, so quit your squawking and listen: People who judge others without seeing what they can do first make me throw up. You aren't calling “game over” before you've even seen me play. And moneymaking's a game I play a lot. [snicker] Don't believe me? I'll bet my whole company against our merger that I can make a profit out of any settlement anywhere!
...You'll take it?...
...hmm, sounds interesting. A camp, eh? And a fairly large one. That'll do. We'll see who's “dying” before this is all over. Even Papa never took the Company international.
Oh, and if you complain after I win, we'll see how many fireworks can fit in one of those big ugly beaks of yours. It'll be your own fault for gambling anyway. Birds-or people--who bet away things they care about are the worst trash of all.
Poll Vote!
Character: Hinamori Momo
Series: Bleach
Character Age: 14
Canon: Bleach follows a predictable, familiar formula: boy(Ichigo) has unusual (sixth-sense-esque) abilities he does not entirely understand. Boy's innate aptitude and freakish strength astound those who, by all rights, ought to be able to wipe the floor with him. Boy becomes incrementally stronger, discovers new sure-kill moves and eventually wins over all rivals with his abrasive charm. Boy saves world. Somehow, Bleach manages to be horribly addictive in spite of this.
Hinamori Momo is not the main character of Bleach, though she is adorable, well-intentioned and naively trusting. Her childlike appearance, ditzy good nature and childhood history of bedwetting lure most people into underestimating her. Nevertheless, she is a dangerous fighter and a master of kidou, the Demon Arts. These skills, along with hard work, determination and a surprising stubborn streak, earned her the rank of Vice Captain of the 5th Division. She was fanatically devoted to its Captain, Aizen Sousuke. His ultimate betrayal (and her own willingness to blame her childhood friend, Hitsugaya Toushirou, for his "death") crushed her emotionally and psychologically. Aizen's sword through her chest took care of the physical rest.
Though she survived, Hinamori has a great deal of recovering to do. She has not yet come to terms with Aizen's actions, insisting that there must be some good in him. Her confidence in herself and her judgement has been shaken, and she badly needs time to come to terms with all that's happened. Nevertheless, she's determined to earn back everyone's trust and move forward!
Sample Application:
E-excuse me, but…could someone direct me to the infirmary? I'm to report directly to the head nurse for, um, recuperative leave. I guess I…my superiors must not think I'm fit for active duty yet. I'm sure they have very good reasons for thinking so! I just want to get back to work as soon as possible. If...if this "rehab" is what it takes, then I'll do it! No mater what!
I have a docket with my medical history and treatment notes and all those things, and I'm supposed to give it to the nurse. I'm sure I put it somewhere. I couldn't have lost something so important…um…ah…which sleeve did I…? Oh no…Aha! Thank goodness! Now, can anyone help me?
Ehh? Toucan-san? But toucans don't talk, that's for parrots, and I'm sure I didn't see your lips-um-beak move!
Oh, I see, you're a telepathic toucan? How strange! Er…I don't mean any offense by that, it's just that we don't have anything like you where I'm from. The wildlife isn't very chatty. I think it would be nicer if they were; I would've loved talking birds when I was little! You must be much smarter than the birds I'm familiar with. Would you be so kind as to give me some directions?
W-what do you mean, "Only if I tell you a secret"? I don't really have any secrets…nothing that would interest a bird, anyway. I-I'm not very interesting, and I've been, well, asleep. For a long time. Wh-why? Oh. Um. I'd really rather not say…I don't like to think about-
…how do you know Aizen-tai…his name..?
I…I see. You're a psychic toucan, too. That's…that's just not fair. Why would you even ask me for a secret if you can just dig around and pick one out like that..? That's r-rude and…and awful, and…you sh-shouldn't do that to p-people without a-a-asking first! B-be quiet! Y-you'd cry t-t-too if someone did that to you! I kn-know it makes me look like a p-p-panda bear, but I can't help it! Sniffle. Oh, I should have a tissue somewhere…my left sleeve? Thank you…just g-give me a moment, please. I can pull myself together. Really.
Now see here, Toucan-san! You've gotten a secret, now I think you owe me directions! Stop laughing! I'm serious! I'll climb up there!
What do you mean, the stuff with Ai…with him wasn't a secret? Oh? Well, I suppose it does make sense that news from Soul Society would travel this far, if I've been sent here to get well…but still. That was all I really had. It's just like I told you, I'm not very secretive.
…okay, m-maybe there's one thing…I know I'm fidgeting! Do you promise to give me directions if I tell you? And to keep it a secret? I don't know if I trust you, you're laughing at me…
Well, I…you see…ever since I woke up I've…
…gone back to wetting the bed…
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Character: Maggie Mui
Series: ROD TV
Character Age: 20
Canon: Lost pet? Missing book? Former world power attempting hostile global takeover (again)? Call the Paper Sisters, a heroic trio who kick ass with the power of...uh, paper. (That ran out of steam.)
Maggie is the middle sister of the trio, a bibliomaniac known to seclude herself in homemade nests made of books rather than, well, interacting with society. However, hidden beneath her insecure, bibliomaniac, reclusive and antisocial personality (look deep, folks) is a down-to-earth girl who keeps her older sister, Michelle, from floating away due to airheadedness and her younger one, Anita, from committing sororicide. Good times! Maggie can be dependable and levelheaded when push comes to shove, but when life gets too emotionally overwhelming (or there are no books, you MONSTERS), the big girl is known to crawl into a corner and just cry until the situation gets better.
Clearly, someone didn't get hugged enough as a child.
This isn't a bookstore.
Unless one of the bookstore owners has a darkened swamp library in his basement and I walked into it by accident.
...This definitely isn't a bookstore.
For one, it's too humid to store any number of books here. The books would decay and fall apart from the moisture. It'd be difficult to maintain a collection for any length of time, especially with so many people wandering around. I wouldn't mind seeing this collection though, it'd have to be really important and special to the owner if he kept it in a place like this. Maybe even a few rare books that Michelle and I haven't seen yet. (I...I hope there's a collection here now, now that I've thought about it so much. That would be really nice. ♥♥♥)
Speaking of the people, they seem to be...falling apart. I didn't think it was possible for people to live while their skin slowly peeled away - or that that colour was even possible on the living. (They are living, right?) They're also unusually violent and don't seem fazed when I yell at them, or try to scare them, or end up tearing off some of their limbs. I'm really sorry, the last one was an accident. H-how did they get like this? Maybe there's something in the air - at night, the stars here are unusually bright. (The zombie heads moaned "Fernando!" when I said that, for some reason.) If that's the case, I'll have to take care of myself and...try not to breathe too much.
I really hope it isn't the air.
One of them was helpful, though. He (I...I think it was a male) had a list of banned items in his mouth. It looks a little strange, though: sugar, tampons, alcohol...and books?
I'll...I'll be strong. I can handle this. It's just a strange new place and I don't know where I am. I-I just have to wait for a few days for help...without books.
...
*sob*
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Character: Catherine Bloom
Series: Gundam Wing
Character Age: 19
Canon: Gundam Wing is just one of many mecha shows that features young teenagers fighting for Justice and Peace in giant space robots. Loosely summed up, the plot of Wing is that the Earth and the space colonies got into a big fight and now a bunch of kids have to fix everything with said giant space robots or possibly by becoming major political figures at fifteen. Such is the way of THE FUTURE.
Catherine Bloom, a knife-thrower who works at a circus cleverly named The Circus, is not a part of this fight; like many characters in the series, she detests the war going on and the violence that it brings, because it killed her family when she was younger. Catherine treats Gundam pilot Trowa Barton as a younger brother, a role he himself comes to accept as the series progresses (his personality-altering amnesia probably helped). She's protective of Trowa, always encouraging him to smile - and willing to punch sense into him when he tries to emulate Heero's self-destruction. Despite the war going on around her and Trowa's less-than-cooperative behavior at times, Catherine is a helpful, upbeat young woman who looks over those she holds dear to her and looks to the bright side of things.
Note: a running joke in the fandom is that Catherine likes to serve soup, which she has been shown serving whenever Trowa is, say, entertaining company or keeping a half-dead comatose boy in his trailer.
Sample Post:
Don't cry, don't cry! Are you lost, too? I'm Catherine, I'm with the visiting circus troupe. Maybe we can find our way back together! Come on, it's alright, just buck up, smile, and pop that eye back in your socket - it's a very nice blue, by the way! That's it...if you're a good, brave boy, I'll give you a free pass for our show! Won't that be nice? We have lions and tigers and we used to have some bears, but we replaced their act with gorillas - we hear they've very popular here!
Oh, don't worry about the gorillas, I'm sure they're harmless! They're very dexterous, at least, I used to work with one in an older act - one of them took your arm? And then played keep-away with it? Now that's just outright bullying - and you're such a small one! I won't stand for it! We'll find these gorillas and I'll give them such a talking to...! No, I don't care if they are big and purple and have bad breath and can sit where ever they want to - they've got to learn some manners! They're going to get a piece of my mind or two when we find them- what? Oh- no, that's not what I meant...
What a horrible day you've have - and it's only eleven in the morning! When we get back to the circus, I'll treat you to a bowl of my special soup - you might say it's brought some men right back from the dead! Not that there's anything wrong with staying dead, if that's what you prefer...but it's just right for what ails you, if I do say so myself! Broken heart, broken arm, missing arm...
Come on, now, don't cry! Turn that frown upside down!
Ah...I didn't mean that literally.
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Character: Fukuzawa Yumi
Series: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Character Age: 16 or 17
Canon: Lillian Private Girls' Academy is a prestigious Catholic school, priding itself on its generally serene and ladylike student body. A statue of the Virgin Mary watches over the school as a reminder to the girls to arrange their uniforms correctly, walk slowly, and continue on with their barely subtextual love lives structured around the school's sœur system. If a girl presents a rosary to her junior in a sacred Lillian ritual, and the junior accepts, they are married--er, bonded as grande and petite sœurs to help each other out in times of need.
Fukuzawa Yumi was a normal girl until she became the petite sœur of Sachiko, a much-admired member of the Yamayurikai (the student council). Now she's still a normal girl, but she's part of the Red Rose Family, placed in the public eye and forced to live through the crises of everyday life and love while being hounded by gossip wherever she goes. It doesn't help that Yumi is rather naive and gullible, or that she has a complete inability to hide her emotions. Despite her faults, however, she is a kind and caring individual, and she does honestly want to help out however she can.
Sample Post:
I've got it! I'm pretty sure I've got it now! At first I thought they were all really zombies, but that's just silly! Everyone else would just laugh at me if I told them that. If this is a leadership camp, this must be some sort of leadership challenge. A true lady would be able to keep her composure in any sort of situation. That must be why I'm here. I'll just have to try my very best!
Good day, sir! My name is Fukuzawa Yumi, from Lillian Private Girls' Academy. I'm very pleased to meet you. --Yes, I'll be very pleased to provide the brains for your outfit, like a true leader! Or at least, I'll try! You don't have to be so demanding; I'm trying, I said... Really! Well um, since I'm supposed to be a leader--er, I mean, since I am a leader, why don't we pretty this place up? We could plant a few roses. I like red roses; what do you suggest? ...Ah, you're absolutely right! I am supposed to be the brains here. We'll plant red roses then.
Oh, what's that? You already have roses! How stupid of me... Hmm, they seem a little odd, though. --Eek! Wh-what are... r-roses aren't... roses don't go there! Sir, help! Please deflower me!! Er, no no no I mean--I probably could have used better terminology for--sald;kfj
...Mother Mary. I'm not sure if it counts as sinning if it was really an accident. And it might have been a robot actually since I think his lower half sort of... fell off. In any case, I am really, really sorry. ...Can I have a miracle, please?
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