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Character: Meowth
Series: Pokemon
Character Age: ... young adult, in cat years?
Canon: Pokemon is an anime series about catching hundreds of cute little monsters, training them up to be ridiculously powerful monstrosities, and making them fight to the death fainting. What's the quickest way to get strong Pokemon without all that "training" hassle, though? Steal them from other people! And that's where Jessie, James, and Meowth of Team Rocket enter the picture.
Meowth is no trained attack animal- he's a scratch-cat Pokemon who'd taught himself to walk and talk like a human (albeit one with a thick Brooklyn accent), and he's an inseparable part of the three-person team. Meowth fancies himself the brains (such as they are) of the operation, and if he's not cooking up the Pikachu-nabbin' plan for the day, then the fast-talking, pun-cracking cat is the one piloting the mechanical Pokemon-stealin' monstrosity of the day. Meowth isn't a bad cat at heart; it's just that his ultimate mission is to get himself back into the good graces of Team Rocket's big cheese, Giovanni, which just so happens to require stealing the world's supply of rare and powerful Pokemon. Besides, it's not as if Jessie, James, and Meowth are actually good at what they do...
Who's the top cat? Meowth, dat's right!
(Note: Namedropping with permission!)
Sample Post:
Dis swamp ain't a place fer a respectable Meowth! What's with all dis water, anyhow? And these trees!! At dis rate, one's company, two's a crowd, and tree's just gonna be a flamin' nuisance! And speaking of flamin' nuisances, even Jessie and James'll be a sight fer sore eyes by the time I'm outta dis place...
Aw, man, if I don't find them soon, I'm gonna be done for. I can only scratch up so many zombies before I wear down my claws, and then all I'll have left are my bitin' abilities if I don't wanna bite the dust! Ugh, and if survivin' dis place means dat I'm gonna have to sink my fangs into a mouthful of nasty, rotting meat... well, I ain't lookin' forward to the moment of tooth, I can tell ya dat much. If I just had some kinda zombie repellent, some sorta Zom-B-Gone--
Aaaugh! Okay, okay, I'll knock it off with the puns! Don't pound me to a fine paste, you... "magnificent specimen of a gorilla!!" I have to say, dat's one classy name tag you've got there. Geez, what's with all of these angry, pun-hatin' gorillas, anyway? If I didn't know better, I'd think dat I'd walked in on one of Jessie's family reunions! It'll take a whole team of Pokemon t' get me outta dis place alive, and there's no 'I' in dat team! Heck, even gettin' blasted off again by those twerps would--
Blastin' off again... hah, I've got it! All I gotta do is find some way to get beaten up so hard dat I'll get blasted right outta dis swamp! It's a foolproof plan 'cause getting beat up is the only thing we can do right! Alright, now there're those dress-wearin' gorillas. Now, if I wanna tick off a cross-dressin' ape, I just gotta think like a cross-dressin' ape, and...
... where's James where ya need him?
Poll Vote!
Character: Simca
Series: Air Gear
Character Age: Unknown (assumed to be around 20-21)
Canon: APP CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR RECENT CHAPTERS OF AIR GEAR
Air Gear is the tale of one group of shounen retards (Kogarasumaru) led by the biggest retard of them all (Minami "Ikki" Itsuki), their super-powered roller skates (Air-Treck aka A-T), physics-defying gravity-breaking tricks and undying ambition to become the best super-powered roller skating team the world has ever seen.
So where does the Migratory Bird Simca of the swallow fit into this world of shounen retards? As one of Ikki's number one supporters, Simca's willing to take "Crow-kun" under her wing and use every power in her command-her seductive charms, her skills in 'tuning' (that's healing sex for A-T users), her massive…A-T team-in order to make him the Wind King. Excessively flirty and playful, but manipulative and determined beneath it all, Simca knows just how a boy's mind works and isn't afraid to flaunt she's got to get them to do whatever she wants. No matter what comes her way, she'll see her goals through to the end, and maybe have a little fun along the way~ ♥
Note for the app: Due to a recent unfortunate turn of events, Simca has been resigned to a wheelchair for a full year. In interests of keeping her up to date with canon, she will be taken from this point in the story line. Also in Air Gear one's "wind" and one's "road" refer to the way that one rides A-T.
Sample Post:
There really is something to be said for Americans and their consideration for the handicapped! Here I was worried about getting around a place like this in without being able to move so well when what should happen but a kind gorilla offered to help me out. He's such a cheerful and energetic helper, and so interested in A-Ts as well!
Although when there's only so much I can do as I am right now, it makes me feel a little nostalgic to share this kind of thing with you. Talking about flying in the sky just reminds me that I haven't stretched my wings in so long~ It makes me wonder how my little baby bird Crow-kun is doing. How does it feel for him to stretch his wings here and feel this wind? It's very strong in this place, don't you think? A penetrating wind that's so bold. It must be exciting to ride.
Aah! But it's just like Crow-kun to be missing! Whenever I dress up to show off for him, he's nowhere to be found! Even when I worked so hard to find the right outfit to show everything off~! Well at least you're here, Gorilla-san. What do you think? Does it suit me~? ♥ Maybe I should try to make the skirt a little bit short-ah! Gorilla-san, look! We've got a friend!
What's that you said? Oooh! I get it, you want a girl with brains right? Well I never thought I'd find someone who would appreciate a girl's intelligence in a place like this! Really, you're so kind Zombie-san. You know just how to treat a girl. Maybe Gorilla-san should take notes~ Compared to Zombie-san, your technique is a little bit faulty Gorilla-saaahn~
No, Gorilla-san, you shouldn't touch there! It's silly for a 'tuner' like me to be 'tuned,' right? But if it's tuning that you want, I have a special technique for this sort of thing! It's a time honored secret handed down throughout the ages, and it's very very intimate, but I'm sure you won't mind, right? ♥ Of course, I can't tune two at once…and it's such a great reward to be tuned by this migratory bird. We'll have to decide which one of you receives the honor!
So, what do you say? Gorilla-san versus Zombie-san? How does that challenge sound to you? The prize of course would be a personal tuning courteous of none other than myself~! And of course if we're going to work so hard to find the wind that blows inside you and train you on your road, you can devote your life in service to Crow-kun and Kogarasumaru. Because isn't that the best reward of them all?
Ah? As for me? Oh, I heard there's a very nice tentacle monster nearby. I've never seen one except for in the movies, so I've got to stop by and give it a look! ♥ Have fun with your challenge! I'm rooting for you both to become proud members of Kogarasumaru!
Poll Vote!
Character: Asch
Series: Tales of the Abyss
Character Age: 17
Canon: Asch used to have it all: a warm family, a kingdom soon to be his, and the name "Luke fon Fabre". But his peaceful life didn't last long; at the age of ten, Asch was not only kidnapped from his home, but also replaced by a replica of himself that all too perfectly took over the role he believed only he could fulfill. It's really no wonder he's thrown away his former self and started a new life as Asch the Bloody, already a perpetually grouchy old man at the age of 17.
Asch isn't quite the approachable type, as his face has long been frozen into a grumpy frown that mothers warn their kids about. Between the scowling and his harsh manner of speech, it's easy to miss the fact that Asch hasn't changed very much from the young noble he was raised to be. He is a single-minded and determined leader in heart and action, with the people's best interests always at the forefront of his mind. Aside from his persistent hate for his replica, Asch continues to prove himself as a reliable ally to the few who have his trust, and hints of the devotion he has for his family, friends, and kingdom he swore he left behind still trickle to the surface when least expected.
Sample Post:
Everyone, just shut up! I've already heard your complaints, you don't need to moan them in my ear every step of the way. And I would appreciate it if you stopped the moaning in general; we're here for a purpose and that purpose is not to continually announce the state of decay of your body. If I hear another word about how you're going to miss that finger out of any of you, I'll come over there and you'll miss more than just your finger.
Wasn't this what all of you wanted? To free yourselves of your oppression and those days of fruitlessly chasing your food, demoralized for your lack of brains, being used as target practice? Do you plan to just go back to the way you were, slumped on the ground and rotting, after all that effort? I've never trained anyone so pathetic; I wouldn't have wasted my time if I had known you were so quick to give up, when so far all the injuries you've sustained have been self-inflicted.
I'll only say this once more. If you want to change anything, you have to stand up on your own two feet and start changing it for yourself. You have no more excuses; you've been trained and we've checked to make sure everyone has exactly two feet. You've taken that first step, now it's time to face the enemy head on and show them your worth. Now move!
Finally, they're moving again. ... Really, just what the hell have I gotten myself into? Did I really expect a two-day trained army of twenty men, who can hardly be called complete men at this point, to go up against a fully armed and running town? I must be losing my damn mind to believe this was going to work for even one second, but like hell am I going to just let this go after coming this far.
... But at the rate they're falling to pieces, we won't make it as far as the lake with even a single full man standing. We can't afford to lose any more of them than we already have-- Damn it!
Alright! Everyone take a five minute break while we find Rob's dropped arm. Again.
Poll Vote!
Name: Shiki Tohno
Age: 17
Series: Tsukihime
Canon: In a world full of vampires, Dead (blood-sucking zombies), and
demonic entities--a world where shadows are mankind's enemy, Shiki Tohno walks a
path between life and death. From a wealthy family with lots of influence and even more
skeletons in their closet, he grew estranged after a near-fatal accident that cursed him
with the ability to see true death in almost anything (and activate said death by tracing lines with a sharp object).
To balance his strong sense of justice and willingness to help others, Shiki has developed
an even temperament with a side of dry wit, a casual smile, and a small helping of
naivety. In sum, your conventional harem lead, prone to the occasional bout of blood-
letting for his family and friend's safety, and susceptible to be the abject amusement of
his love interests.
Sample Post:
I see it clearly, now.
The welcoming ceremony was a ruse. Which I'm thankful for, as the dancing crocs didn't
look trained enough to remain on stage. Regardless, there they were: a horde of Dead
threatening to prey on the crowd. I hardly had a second thought before I slipped away
from the lady and gentlemen to go after them.
I let them lead me away from the populace and began dealing with each and every one.
That's when the squirrels made their appearance. They didn't try to eat the chunks of
Dead in the dirt, but they did size me up rather personally. And then they all struck as
one--strips of clothing flying in every direction. My favorite jacket, a casualty to
woodland creatures.
It was faster than my dispatching of the dead, so obviously I was dealing with elite furry
tailors. With aviary assistance for new wardrobe and salon works. And horrible-
smelling French perfume. Before I knew it, I was Jane, with a half-dozen purple Tarzans
around the corner. Again, I hardly gave a second thought to fleeing the crowd. The
crowd, however, decided pursuing me was in their best interest.
My flight path lead me to become the replacement opening ceremony for the other new
people--decked head to toe in my own skin, a blond wig, and a cloth that itched in all the
wrong ways. And just as before, the ceremony was a ruse. The three I had slipped away
from turned to gape...and that was just enough time for a lone ape to sneak up and flip the
only skirt-bearer among the trio.
A terrible, yet horrifyingly-effective prank. I’m amazed. However, I have to inform all
of you of one major oversight: your target was obviously one of the few in the world
comfortable in his choice of clothing.
Poll Vote!
Character: Syaoran
Series: Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle
Character Age: approx. 15-16
Canon: Spoiler warning for volume 16+! Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle is about a young princess whose memories, in the form of feathers, are scattered to various dimensions so that a wicked sorcerer may use her body's memories to fulfill his deepest wish... yeah, I don't know either. Regardless, it gives CLAMP an excuse to create a giant crossover and flaunt their prowess at a) half-incoherent plots, b) fanservice, c) gay, and d) fanservice and gay at the same time.
When you first meet Syaoran, he's an archaeologist's adopted son who happens to be friends with the country's princess, Sakura (who he might, y'know, be rather in love with). He's sweet, unassuming, intelligent, awkward, incredibly agile and strong, and determined to protect his princess at all costs. Come hell or high water, he will get her scattered memories restored back to her. All goes well and good... until the party reaches Acidic Tokyo World, and there's a whole bunch of drama about clones going psychotic and eyeballs being eaten, and how that Syaoran isn't the real Syaoran and the real Syaoran's been in a tube for several years, but really the fake Syaoran has had part of the real Syaoran's heart and one of his eyes the entire time, so it's not like they act any differently or that the real one doesn't know what the fake one's done with his life or anything -- and it's not like it matters in the long run. Right, guys? ... Right?
The result of this is that this real Syaoran joins the party and subsequently takes up mostly where the fake Syaoran left off, except with added angst that the love of his life likes a clone of him that keeps running around and killing people. But at least he doesn't have Fay's back-story.
Sample Post:
Hello? Hello? It's raining really hard out here and I could see a light over at -- like in a fireplace? Can anyone hear me? I'm looking for my friends, and you may have seen them -- oh please don't make me...
-- Aah! Hi! I-I only kicked the door in because I saw a light and thought you may have seen... I'm looking for a girl, and two men. You say you may have seen them? Really? Can you tell me where -- uhm. I really don't need a change of clothes, not yet, but thank you for the offer, a-and I can undress myself. I know I'm wet! But I found this newspaper on the road and used it to block most of the rain; but it's still pouring down -- that's why I came inside like that.
You want me to say it again? Um. I'm really sorry I just came inside... a-are you all right? You look flushed. Or sick. Do you have a fever? You look a little green... o-or do all people here look like that! I didn't mean to imply anything, I'm sorry. It just means it'll be harder to fit in until we find the princess's feather...
Feathers? Yes, I'm looking for a feather. It belongs to... to the princess and it's a source of great power. It may be in one of your legends -- sometimes it's sent to a world long ago in its history. I. I guess like a time warp, yeah. Or it may be used to power something great, like a big machine. Do you have anything like that here? You do? Your master has a machine he's using to create a boyto -- y-your master is using it to create w-what?
That's. That's, um! I don't think it's what I'm looking for, but thank you for the help. I really have to leave and find my princess's feather --
-- n-no, that is not a euphemism!
Poll Vote!
Character: Zuko
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character Age: 16
Canon: Avatar: The Last Airbender is the heartwarming tale of a ragtag bunch of crazy kids on a magical adventure to save the world! Also, genocide. The premise: bald shouta Jesus (read: Aang, the Avatar) was the only one who could bring balance to the Force (read: the four nations, color-coded for your convenience). Instead he got himself stuck in an iceberg for one hundred years, and awakens to discover that the imperialist Fire Nation is only steps away from global domination. Now, in addition to avoiding capture by the Fire Nation, Aang must save the world and master all four elements before the Deus Ex Machina Comet arrives at summer's end.
Which brings us to Zuko, the firebender formerly known as prince, with whom our protagonists are locked in a deadly game of cat-and-also-cat. Exiled from the Fire Nation several years ago, Zuko is hell-bent on capturing the Avatar and thus restoring his honor and earning his father's love. As one might expect of the lead antagonist, Zuko is angry, bitter, and short-tempered, a competent swordsman and firebender, and has a Totally Bitchin' Scar. Slightly more unusual is the other side of his character -- that of a dweeby insecure teenager who hasn't yet learned what he really wants out of life, much less other important lessons, such as how to fend for himself in the wilderness without resorting to ninja-ism; the fact that coupons are probably not what his date is hoping for at the end of a romantic evening; or that weeping angrily on a hilltop in a lightning storm is not a particularly helpful outlet for his emotions.
[A Note On Timestreambending: Zuko is being taken from just before Lake Lao Gai.]
Sample Post:
I used to think I was just unlucky. That I was somehow meant to be constantly struggling. But I understand now. Fate is actually mocking me. What other possible reason could there be for this? This very morning, I found myself at the base of a volcano, in a festering swamp, with a giant psychic bird nesting in my hair! It's like a metaphor for my entire life! Maybe the universe is plotting against me. Maybe all of this is proof that I'm the punchline of a huge cosmic joke. Maybe everything I do is nothing more than --
... The birds are back. They're stalking me, I know it! Even the wildlife is mocking me! For the last time, I haven't become so numb, I can feel you there and I wish you weren't, if anything's crawling in my skin it's whatever tropical diseases I'm going to catch from this godforsaken swamp, and every time you say that in the end it doesn't even matter takes me one step closer to the edge!!
This is humiliating.
Fine. Fine. So my hunt for the Avatar has led me to this impoverished shantytown with no visible means of escape. Well-played, Avatar. Clever. So clever that to the untrained mind it almost seems ludicrous. Trickery and subterfuge may come easily to you, but I'm persistent. I've always had to struggle and fight to get where I am. I won't let you slip through my fingers again!
The rest of you! Tell me everything you know! One of you has to have seen him! He's been through here! I know he has! He's about this tall. Bald, with an arrow on his head -- no not in it, you ignorant -- no you don't get a prize for drawing it on yourself!!
Clearly, words are of no use here. Visual assistance is needed. This encampment's supplies are embarassingly meager, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I must make do with what little I have, for the sake of my honor --
-- no. There are lines I refuse to cross, and those lines are drawn in cherry scented ink. I hoped that it would never come to this...
Peasant! I require noodles and glue!!
Character: Zuko
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character age: 16
Canon: In the world of Avatar there are four nations, Air, Water, Fire and Earth. Once they coexisted peacefully under the guidance of the Avatar, a master of manipulating all four elements with an art known as bending. Then the Fire Nation launched a fierce war to take over the world. Only the Avatar could stop the Fire Nation's aggression but he disappeared. 100 years later that war is still going strong and the new Avatar has to save the world before it's too late.
Pursuing the Avatar is Zuko, an exiled prince of the Fire Nation. In order to regain his lost honor and make daddy, the Fire Lord Ozai, love him again he's been charged with capturing the new Avatar. His only ally on this mission is his peaceful and wise uncle, Iroh, the only one who can make him listen to reason. Sometimes. Fierce, determined and more stubborn than a mule, Zuko will go to any length to achieve his goals. He's a competent warrior and firebender with a great deal of pride and a very explosive- sometimes literally- temper. What he lacks in patience, and a sense of humor, he makes up for with sheer tenacity. He does very slowly start to become more zen about his situation as the series progresses but he can still very easily backslide into his old habits. And even though he comes across serious and intense, under all the bluster he's really a very sweet boy who loves his country, cares about people, and just wants his family to love and value him.
Note: Animals in Avatar are special. They're combinations of animals, like turtle-ducks instead of normal species.
Also, Zuko is being taken from the beginning of Book 2, Episode 17; "Lake Laogai."
Sample post:
What manner of trickery is this? You just don't step into a puddle in a dank passageway and end up chest deep in a fetid swamp, face to beak with-turtle-ducklings? No, you don't have any shells. What kind of ducks are you and why are you crowding around me? Look, I don't have any bread for you so go and find your mother. Go on, go! Before I decide to have roast duck for dinner! Don't look at me like that. Fine, if you won't leave, I will.
I have a mission to complete; I can't let getting lost in a swamp steal this chance to capture the Avatar! There must be some clue, or some sign, to where I am. Hopefully a sign that's more helpful than, "Beware of wet blankets." "Parades will be rained on," is just as useless. I'm well aware that swamps are wet. What I need is some directions so I can find my way back to that lake, before talking to ducks becomes the least of my problems. I won't let the Avatar escape me again. Perhaps if I follow the signs. . . Finally! I can hear something. It sounds like singing, or some sort of moaning, coming from that beyond that stand of underbrush. If they prove to be allies I can ask my location.
If I am quiet in my approach-urk! Don't get underfoot like that! I'm not your mother, ducks, so stop following me. I mean it- Fine. I don't have time to argue. If you're going to insist on following me, not a quack out of any of you, got it? Stealth is absolutely necessary. Anyone that would willingly live in a swamp isn't likely to be friendly. Just a little closer and I'll be able to see them-
What did I say about quacking?! And how did you-firebending ducks? I've never heard of firebending ducks before. But now thanks to your little display we've been spotted and from the reaction they must be enemies I'll have to fight my way out but at least the staggering and falling apart makes their numbers less of a threat. Their battle cry is even more underwhelming. "Braiiins! Flaming brains," what kind of-I don't know how they've recognized me but I'll show them the true meaning of "flaming."
To arms, ducks! For the Fire Nation! Make them pay for the insult of "burnination!" You three, take the left flank, the rest follow my charge! Good! Now we use their numbers, and their greater size, against them! Cut their legs out from under them and flame their fallen!
. . . That went well. They fell before us like fields before the harvesters. But now, what will I do with you ducks? I can't keep you. Your mother will be searching for you, for one thing. Where is your mother?
"Quack" is not a suitable answer.
Poll Vote!
Remember!
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Character: Meowth
Series: Pokemon
Character Age: ... young adult, in cat years?
Canon: Pokemon is an anime series about catching hundreds of cute little monsters, training them up to be ridiculously powerful monstrosities, and making them fight to the death fainting. What's the quickest way to get strong Pokemon without all that "training" hassle, though? Steal them from other people! And that's where Jessie, James, and Meowth of Team Rocket enter the picture.
Meowth is no trained attack animal- he's a scratch-cat Pokemon who'd taught himself to walk and talk like a human (albeit one with a thick Brooklyn accent), and he's an inseparable part of the three-person team. Meowth fancies himself the brains (such as they are) of the operation, and if he's not cooking up the Pikachu-nabbin' plan for the day, then the fast-talking, pun-cracking cat is the one piloting the mechanical Pokemon-stealin' monstrosity of the day. Meowth isn't a bad cat at heart; it's just that his ultimate mission is to get himself back into the good graces of Team Rocket's big cheese, Giovanni, which just so happens to require stealing the world's supply of rare and powerful Pokemon. Besides, it's not as if Jessie, James, and Meowth are actually good at what they do...
Who's the top cat? Meowth, dat's right!
(Note: Namedropping with permission!)
Sample Post:
Dis swamp ain't a place fer a respectable Meowth! What's with all dis water, anyhow? And these trees!! At dis rate, one's company, two's a crowd, and tree's just gonna be a flamin' nuisance! And speaking of flamin' nuisances, even Jessie and James'll be a sight fer sore eyes by the time I'm outta dis place...
Aw, man, if I don't find them soon, I'm gonna be done for. I can only scratch up so many zombies before I wear down my claws, and then all I'll have left are my bitin' abilities if I don't wanna bite the dust! Ugh, and if survivin' dis place means dat I'm gonna have to sink my fangs into a mouthful of nasty, rotting meat... well, I ain't lookin' forward to the moment of tooth, I can tell ya dat much. If I just had some kinda zombie repellent, some sorta Zom-B-Gone--
Aaaugh! Okay, okay, I'll knock it off with the puns! Don't pound me to a fine paste, you... "magnificent specimen of a gorilla!!" I have to say, dat's one classy name tag you've got there. Geez, what's with all of these angry, pun-hatin' gorillas, anyway? If I didn't know better, I'd think dat I'd walked in on one of Jessie's family reunions! It'll take a whole team of Pokemon t' get me outta dis place alive, and there's no 'I' in dat team! Heck, even gettin' blasted off again by those twerps would--
Blastin' off again... hah, I've got it! All I gotta do is find some way to get beaten up so hard dat I'll get blasted right outta dis swamp! It's a foolproof plan 'cause getting beat up is the only thing we can do right! Alright, now there're those dress-wearin' gorillas. Now, if I wanna tick off a cross-dressin' ape, I just gotta think like a cross-dressin' ape, and...
... where's James where ya need him?
Poll Vote!
Character: Simca
Series: Air Gear
Character Age: Unknown (assumed to be around 20-21)
Canon: APP CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR RECENT CHAPTERS OF AIR GEAR
Air Gear is the tale of one group of shounen retards (Kogarasumaru) led by the biggest retard of them all (Minami "Ikki" Itsuki), their super-powered roller skates (Air-Treck aka A-T), physics-defying gravity-breaking tricks and undying ambition to become the best super-powered roller skating team the world has ever seen.
So where does the Migratory Bird Simca of the swallow fit into this world of shounen retards? As one of Ikki's number one supporters, Simca's willing to take "Crow-kun" under her wing and use every power in her command-her seductive charms, her skills in 'tuning' (that's healing sex for A-T users), her massive…A-T team-in order to make him the Wind King. Excessively flirty and playful, but manipulative and determined beneath it all, Simca knows just how a boy's mind works and isn't afraid to flaunt she's got to get them to do whatever she wants. No matter what comes her way, she'll see her goals through to the end, and maybe have a little fun along the way~ ♥
Note for the app: Due to a recent unfortunate turn of events, Simca has been resigned to a wheelchair for a full year. In interests of keeping her up to date with canon, she will be taken from this point in the story line. Also in Air Gear one's "wind" and one's "road" refer to the way that one rides A-T.
Sample Post:
There really is something to be said for Americans and their consideration for the handicapped! Here I was worried about getting around a place like this in without being able to move so well when what should happen but a kind gorilla offered to help me out. He's such a cheerful and energetic helper, and so interested in A-Ts as well!
Although when there's only so much I can do as I am right now, it makes me feel a little nostalgic to share this kind of thing with you. Talking about flying in the sky just reminds me that I haven't stretched my wings in so long~ It makes me wonder how my little baby bird Crow-kun is doing. How does it feel for him to stretch his wings here and feel this wind? It's very strong in this place, don't you think? A penetrating wind that's so bold. It must be exciting to ride.
Aah! But it's just like Crow-kun to be missing! Whenever I dress up to show off for him, he's nowhere to be found! Even when I worked so hard to find the right outfit to show everything off~! Well at least you're here, Gorilla-san. What do you think? Does it suit me~? ♥ Maybe I should try to make the skirt a little bit short-ah! Gorilla-san, look! We've got a friend!
What's that you said? Oooh! I get it, you want a girl with brains right? Well I never thought I'd find someone who would appreciate a girl's intelligence in a place like this! Really, you're so kind Zombie-san. You know just how to treat a girl. Maybe Gorilla-san should take notes~ Compared to Zombie-san, your technique is a little bit faulty Gorilla-saaahn~
No, Gorilla-san, you shouldn't touch there! It's silly for a 'tuner' like me to be 'tuned,' right? But if it's tuning that you want, I have a special technique for this sort of thing! It's a time honored secret handed down throughout the ages, and it's very very intimate, but I'm sure you won't mind, right? ♥ Of course, I can't tune two at once…and it's such a great reward to be tuned by this migratory bird. We'll have to decide which one of you receives the honor!
So, what do you say? Gorilla-san versus Zombie-san? How does that challenge sound to you? The prize of course would be a personal tuning courteous of none other than myself~! And of course if we're going to work so hard to find the wind that blows inside you and train you on your road, you can devote your life in service to Crow-kun and Kogarasumaru. Because isn't that the best reward of them all?
Ah? As for me? Oh, I heard there's a very nice tentacle monster nearby. I've never seen one except for in the movies, so I've got to stop by and give it a look! ♥ Have fun with your challenge! I'm rooting for you both to become proud members of Kogarasumaru!
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Character: Asch
Series: Tales of the Abyss
Character Age: 17
Canon: Asch used to have it all: a warm family, a kingdom soon to be his, and the name "Luke fon Fabre". But his peaceful life didn't last long; at the age of ten, Asch was not only kidnapped from his home, but also replaced by a replica of himself that all too perfectly took over the role he believed only he could fulfill. It's really no wonder he's thrown away his former self and started a new life as Asch the Bloody, already a perpetually grouchy old man at the age of 17.
Asch isn't quite the approachable type, as his face has long been frozen into a grumpy frown that mothers warn their kids about. Between the scowling and his harsh manner of speech, it's easy to miss the fact that Asch hasn't changed very much from the young noble he was raised to be. He is a single-minded and determined leader in heart and action, with the people's best interests always at the forefront of his mind. Aside from his persistent hate for his replica, Asch continues to prove himself as a reliable ally to the few who have his trust, and hints of the devotion he has for his family, friends, and kingdom he swore he left behind still trickle to the surface when least expected.
Sample Post:
Everyone, just shut up! I've already heard your complaints, you don't need to moan them in my ear every step of the way. And I would appreciate it if you stopped the moaning in general; we're here for a purpose and that purpose is not to continually announce the state of decay of your body. If I hear another word about how you're going to miss that finger out of any of you, I'll come over there and you'll miss more than just your finger.
Wasn't this what all of you wanted? To free yourselves of your oppression and those days of fruitlessly chasing your food, demoralized for your lack of brains, being used as target practice? Do you plan to just go back to the way you were, slumped on the ground and rotting, after all that effort? I've never trained anyone so pathetic; I wouldn't have wasted my time if I had known you were so quick to give up, when so far all the injuries you've sustained have been self-inflicted.
I'll only say this once more. If you want to change anything, you have to stand up on your own two feet and start changing it for yourself. You have no more excuses; you've been trained and we've checked to make sure everyone has exactly two feet. You've taken that first step, now it's time to face the enemy head on and show them your worth. Now move!
Finally, they're moving again. ... Really, just what the hell have I gotten myself into? Did I really expect a two-day trained army of twenty men, who can hardly be called complete men at this point, to go up against a fully armed and running town? I must be losing my damn mind to believe this was going to work for even one second, but like hell am I going to just let this go after coming this far.
... But at the rate they're falling to pieces, we won't make it as far as the lake with even a single full man standing. We can't afford to lose any more of them than we already have-- Damn it!
Alright! Everyone take a five minute break while we find Rob's dropped arm. Again.
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Name: Shiki Tohno
Age: 17
Series: Tsukihime
Canon: In a world full of vampires, Dead (blood-sucking zombies), and
demonic entities--a world where shadows are mankind's enemy, Shiki Tohno walks a
path between life and death. From a wealthy family with lots of influence and even more
skeletons in their closet, he grew estranged after a near-fatal accident that cursed him
with the ability to see true death in almost anything (and activate said death by tracing lines with a sharp object).
To balance his strong sense of justice and willingness to help others, Shiki has developed
an even temperament with a side of dry wit, a casual smile, and a small helping of
naivety. In sum, your conventional harem lead, prone to the occasional bout of blood-
letting for his family and friend's safety, and susceptible to be the abject amusement of
his love interests.
Sample Post:
I see it clearly, now.
The welcoming ceremony was a ruse. Which I'm thankful for, as the dancing crocs didn't
look trained enough to remain on stage. Regardless, there they were: a horde of Dead
threatening to prey on the crowd. I hardly had a second thought before I slipped away
from the lady and gentlemen to go after them.
I let them lead me away from the populace and began dealing with each and every one.
That's when the squirrels made their appearance. They didn't try to eat the chunks of
Dead in the dirt, but they did size me up rather personally. And then they all struck as
one--strips of clothing flying in every direction. My favorite jacket, a casualty to
woodland creatures.
It was faster than my dispatching of the dead, so obviously I was dealing with elite furry
tailors. With aviary assistance for new wardrobe and salon works. And horrible-
smelling French perfume. Before I knew it, I was Jane, with a half-dozen purple Tarzans
around the corner. Again, I hardly gave a second thought to fleeing the crowd. The
crowd, however, decided pursuing me was in their best interest.
My flight path lead me to become the replacement opening ceremony for the other new
people--decked head to toe in my own skin, a blond wig, and a cloth that itched in all the
wrong ways. And just as before, the ceremony was a ruse. The three I had slipped away
from turned to gape...and that was just enough time for a lone ape to sneak up and flip the
only skirt-bearer among the trio.
A terrible, yet horrifyingly-effective prank. I’m amazed. However, I have to inform all
of you of one major oversight: your target was obviously one of the few in the world
comfortable in his choice of clothing.
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Character: Syaoran
Series: Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle
Character Age: approx. 15-16
Canon: Spoiler warning for volume 16+! Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle is about a young princess whose memories, in the form of feathers, are scattered to various dimensions so that a wicked sorcerer may use her body's memories to fulfill his deepest wish... yeah, I don't know either. Regardless, it gives CLAMP an excuse to create a giant crossover and flaunt their prowess at a) half-incoherent plots, b) fanservice, c) gay, and d) fanservice and gay at the same time.
When you first meet Syaoran, he's an archaeologist's adopted son who happens to be friends with the country's princess, Sakura (who he might, y'know, be rather in love with). He's sweet, unassuming, intelligent, awkward, incredibly agile and strong, and determined to protect his princess at all costs. Come hell or high water, he will get her scattered memories restored back to her. All goes well and good... until the party reaches Acidic Tokyo World, and there's a whole bunch of drama about clones going psychotic and eyeballs being eaten, and how that Syaoran isn't the real Syaoran and the real Syaoran's been in a tube for several years, but really the fake Syaoran has had part of the real Syaoran's heart and one of his eyes the entire time, so it's not like they act any differently or that the real one doesn't know what the fake one's done with his life or anything -- and it's not like it matters in the long run. Right, guys? ... Right?
The result of this is that this real Syaoran joins the party and subsequently takes up mostly where the fake Syaoran left off, except with added angst that the love of his life likes a clone of him that keeps running around and killing people. But at least he doesn't have Fay's back-story.
Sample Post:
Hello? Hello? It's raining really hard out here and I could see a light over at -- like in a fireplace? Can anyone hear me? I'm looking for my friends, and you may have seen them -- oh please don't make me...
-- Aah! Hi! I-I only kicked the door in because I saw a light and thought you may have seen... I'm looking for a girl, and two men. You say you may have seen them? Really? Can you tell me where -- uhm. I really don't need a change of clothes, not yet, but thank you for the offer, a-and I can undress myself. I know I'm wet! But I found this newspaper on the road and used it to block most of the rain; but it's still pouring down -- that's why I came inside like that.
You want me to say it again? Um. I'm really sorry I just came inside... a-are you all right? You look flushed. Or sick. Do you have a fever? You look a little green... o-or do all people here look like that! I didn't mean to imply anything, I'm sorry. It just means it'll be harder to fit in until we find the princess's feather...
Feathers? Yes, I'm looking for a feather. It belongs to... to the princess and it's a source of great power. It may be in one of your legends -- sometimes it's sent to a world long ago in its history. I. I guess like a time warp, yeah. Or it may be used to power something great, like a big machine. Do you have anything like that here? You do? Your master has a machine he's using to create a boyto -- y-your master is using it to create w-what?
That's. That's, um! I don't think it's what I'm looking for, but thank you for the help. I really have to leave and find my princess's feather --
-- n-no, that is not a euphemism!
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Character: Zuko
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character Age: 16
Canon: Avatar: The Last Airbender is the heartwarming tale of a ragtag bunch of crazy kids on a magical adventure to save the world! Also, genocide. The premise: bald shouta Jesus (read: Aang, the Avatar) was the only one who could bring balance to the Force (read: the four nations, color-coded for your convenience). Instead he got himself stuck in an iceberg for one hundred years, and awakens to discover that the imperialist Fire Nation is only steps away from global domination. Now, in addition to avoiding capture by the Fire Nation, Aang must save the world and master all four elements before the Deus Ex Machina Comet arrives at summer's end.
Which brings us to Zuko, the firebender formerly known as prince, with whom our protagonists are locked in a deadly game of cat-and-also-cat. Exiled from the Fire Nation several years ago, Zuko is hell-bent on capturing the Avatar and thus restoring his honor and earning his father's love. As one might expect of the lead antagonist, Zuko is angry, bitter, and short-tempered, a competent swordsman and firebender, and has a Totally Bitchin' Scar. Slightly more unusual is the other side of his character -- that of a dweeby insecure teenager who hasn't yet learned what he really wants out of life, much less other important lessons, such as how to fend for himself in the wilderness without resorting to ninja-ism; the fact that coupons are probably not what his date is hoping for at the end of a romantic evening; or that weeping angrily on a hilltop in a lightning storm is not a particularly helpful outlet for his emotions.
[A Note On Timestreambending: Zuko is being taken from just before Lake Lao Gai.]
Sample Post:
I used to think I was just unlucky. That I was somehow meant to be constantly struggling. But I understand now. Fate is actually mocking me. What other possible reason could there be for this? This very morning, I found myself at the base of a volcano, in a festering swamp, with a giant psychic bird nesting in my hair! It's like a metaphor for my entire life! Maybe the universe is plotting against me. Maybe all of this is proof that I'm the punchline of a huge cosmic joke. Maybe everything I do is nothing more than --
... The birds are back. They're stalking me, I know it! Even the wildlife is mocking me! For the last time, I haven't become so numb, I can feel you there and I wish you weren't, if anything's crawling in my skin it's whatever tropical diseases I'm going to catch from this godforsaken swamp, and every time you say that in the end it doesn't even matter takes me one step closer to the edge!!
This is humiliating.
Fine. Fine. So my hunt for the Avatar has led me to this impoverished shantytown with no visible means of escape. Well-played, Avatar. Clever. So clever that to the untrained mind it almost seems ludicrous. Trickery and subterfuge may come easily to you, but I'm persistent. I've always had to struggle and fight to get where I am. I won't let you slip through my fingers again!
The rest of you! Tell me everything you know! One of you has to have seen him! He's been through here! I know he has! He's about this tall. Bald, with an arrow on his head -- no not in it, you ignorant -- no you don't get a prize for drawing it on yourself!!
Clearly, words are of no use here. Visual assistance is needed. This encampment's supplies are embarassingly meager, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I must make do with what little I have, for the sake of my honor --
-- no. There are lines I refuse to cross, and those lines are drawn in cherry scented ink. I hoped that it would never come to this...
Peasant! I require noodles and glue!!
Character: Zuko
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character age: 16
Canon: In the world of Avatar there are four nations, Air, Water, Fire and Earth. Once they coexisted peacefully under the guidance of the Avatar, a master of manipulating all four elements with an art known as bending. Then the Fire Nation launched a fierce war to take over the world. Only the Avatar could stop the Fire Nation's aggression but he disappeared. 100 years later that war is still going strong and the new Avatar has to save the world before it's too late.
Pursuing the Avatar is Zuko, an exiled prince of the Fire Nation. In order to regain his lost honor and make daddy, the Fire Lord Ozai, love him again he's been charged with capturing the new Avatar. His only ally on this mission is his peaceful and wise uncle, Iroh, the only one who can make him listen to reason. Sometimes. Fierce, determined and more stubborn than a mule, Zuko will go to any length to achieve his goals. He's a competent warrior and firebender with a great deal of pride and a very explosive- sometimes literally- temper. What he lacks in patience, and a sense of humor, he makes up for with sheer tenacity. He does very slowly start to become more zen about his situation as the series progresses but he can still very easily backslide into his old habits. And even though he comes across serious and intense, under all the bluster he's really a very sweet boy who loves his country, cares about people, and just wants his family to love and value him.
Note: Animals in Avatar are special. They're combinations of animals, like turtle-ducks instead of normal species.
Also, Zuko is being taken from the beginning of Book 2, Episode 17; "Lake Laogai."
Sample post:
What manner of trickery is this? You just don't step into a puddle in a dank passageway and end up chest deep in a fetid swamp, face to beak with-turtle-ducklings? No, you don't have any shells. What kind of ducks are you and why are you crowding around me? Look, I don't have any bread for you so go and find your mother. Go on, go! Before I decide to have roast duck for dinner! Don't look at me like that. Fine, if you won't leave, I will.
I have a mission to complete; I can't let getting lost in a swamp steal this chance to capture the Avatar! There must be some clue, or some sign, to where I am. Hopefully a sign that's more helpful than, "Beware of wet blankets." "Parades will be rained on," is just as useless. I'm well aware that swamps are wet. What I need is some directions so I can find my way back to that lake, before talking to ducks becomes the least of my problems. I won't let the Avatar escape me again. Perhaps if I follow the signs. . . Finally! I can hear something. It sounds like singing, or some sort of moaning, coming from that beyond that stand of underbrush. If they prove to be allies I can ask my location.
If I am quiet in my approach-urk! Don't get underfoot like that! I'm not your mother, ducks, so stop following me. I mean it- Fine. I don't have time to argue. If you're going to insist on following me, not a quack out of any of you, got it? Stealth is absolutely necessary. Anyone that would willingly live in a swamp isn't likely to be friendly. Just a little closer and I'll be able to see them-
What did I say about quacking?! And how did you-firebending ducks? I've never heard of firebending ducks before. But now thanks to your little display we've been spotted and from the reaction they must be enemies I'll have to fight my way out but at least the staggering and falling apart makes their numbers less of a threat. Their battle cry is even more underwhelming. "Braiiins! Flaming brains," what kind of-I don't know how they've recognized me but I'll show them the true meaning of "flaming."
To arms, ducks! For the Fire Nation! Make them pay for the insult of "burnination!" You three, take the left flank, the rest follow my charge! Good! Now we use their numbers, and their greater size, against them! Cut their legs out from under them and flame their fallen!
. . . That went well. They fell before us like fields before the harvesters. But now, what will I do with you ducks? I can't keep you. Your mother will be searching for you, for one thing. Where is your mother?
"Quack" is not a suitable answer.
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