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Character: XerXes Break
Series: Pandora Hearts
Age: ~20
Canon: ♫ Now this is the story all about how Oz's life got flipped, turned upside down- okay, not exactly. But in the manga Pandora Hearts, Oz Bezarius does find himself in a peculiar predicament. At his coming-of-age ceremony, Oz ends up being thrown down into a deep, other-worldly prison known as the "Abyss" for no apparent reason. After being saved and brought back to his world by a certain special girl known as Alice, Oz finds himself in great demand by an organization known as Pandora, especially by XerXes Break. An agent of Pandora, Break appears to be a proper sort, with his doll "Emily" always on his shoulder and his hair neatly covering his left eye to hide the fact that he doesn't actually have it anymore.
However, Break just so happens to be the mean girl of the series. While he comes across as friendly and polite, Break is a bit of a dick to put it mildly. He opts to be outspoken at times and say undermining things when he can get away with it (even if it means pushing the blame onto Emily the doll by using her to say said underming things). To this end, he'll smile constantly and ♥ at people frequently, giving off the impression of a fairly cheerful guy with several ulterior motives who likes to offer small children candy. Hey, at least he's (mostly) forward about it! While Break has yet to really tell Our Hero about what he wants and why, he is rather straight-forward about the fact that he's using Oz shamelessly, and sees no fault in it since he can be used right back. After all, all's fair in love and war, right? ♥
Sample Entry:
My my! When I first heard that my organization had decided to relocate me out into the cesspits of this place you call Louisiana, I admit that I had my doubts! After all, one cannot particularly refer to a place such as this as anything but dreck. But I must say, Madame, that you and your neighbors are quite . . . charming! ♥ And hospitable as well. Why, I've never received such a nice, warm welcome from a crowd before! Not that I'd classify a welcome from that repulsively rotting young man Graghh as warm, of course - more sticky, you see. I was unaware that rigor mortis did that to a person! Ah, but unfortunately, I'm afraid some of Graghh's companions found the need to be friendlier than necessary, and I in turn found the need to educate them in the meaning of "hands off." Who knew they'd be such visual learners? Well, as they say, they can, hmm, "pull themselves back together" in due time? Hah!
Ahh, but the hospitality, yes! It's as I was telling you, Madame. Grubby Graghh was more than willing to answer any and all questions I had regarding this salacious swamp. ♥ Although I must admit that his dialect was a bit difficult to decipher at times. But it's not as though those vacuous morons had anything of real worth to say! - ah, now now, Emily! We must be grateful to our kind benefactors! Why, he was even so generous as to offer a place to stay! I'm afraid I'll have to pass on that large, unmarked thing he referred to as a "van," though. The white was a bit too dirty for my liking.
Hmm~, but at least he wasn't too put out by my declination of his offer. Greasy Graghhy was still quite willing to pass on a few pamphlets with many points relevant to my interests. I was unaware that this place even had such a thing as health benefits, Madame! Particularly in a backwater place such as this; why, I can only imagine the field day the health inspectors must have when they visit! I will admit to being surprised at the detail and "creativity" put into describing the various programs, although I would recommend against descriptions such as, say, "CLAMP'd in the face" when it comes to the loss of an eye. It's just so very gauche!
- why, what is it, Madame? I can see you waving your tentacles over there, you realize. You disapprove of my dealings with them, no? Haha, you are rather readable, my lady! Those zombies - they're your tools to use at will, aren't they. Use whatever is necessary; that's a good rule to live by, I think. And while the pamphlets were rather, mm, distasteful at times, those creatures did have a good deal of potential to be pawns at the very least. Say, we could share, couldn't we? With no hard feelings, Madame! It could be beneficial, you know - I'll use you as well, of course, and I fully expect you to use me in turn. Hmm? What do you say? . . . Ahhh, how wonderful, we have some common ground after all! ♥ Let's establish a decent working relationship then, hmm?
Well then, Madame Marcy - shall you use me as I will use you?
Poll Vote!
Character: Tiffany Aching
Series: Discworld (Specifically, The Wee Free Men, A Hat Full of Sky and Wintersmith)
Character Age: 13
Canon: At age nine, Tiffany Aching defeated the Queen of the Fairies with a frying pan and became a witch. But on the Disc, witches aren't all cackling (it's frowned upon, in fact) and bubbling cauldrons. Witches are mostly just a little smarter and more curious than other people, and it's their job to take care of the unwashed masses. Tiffany has smarts and curiosity in spades, as well as Second Sight and Third Thoughts, all of which work together to make her a practical, intelligent, talented young witch.
Of course, she can still lack foresight and get herself into questionable situations (such as accidentally becoming the avatar of summer), but she deals with them surprisingly calmly and rationally for a teenage girl. She's still growing up, naturally, and her temper can run away with her, but she's willing to own up for her own mistakes and do what needs to be done.
In her spare time she makes cheese, herds sheep, and hangs out with a bunch of tiny blue men (the Feegles) who drink and swear a lot.
Couldn't you be a little more helpful? All I want is directions, and you're talking about your dog! And if you want anyone to discipline her, you should do it yourself. I'm not going to smack her up, or in any other direction either. And moving your hips like that is completely unnecessary. You really should be more polite--can't you tell I'm a witch? I got a hat just like the one on top of Miss Thang's cottage. I've never seen a witch's cottage with a hat on top of it before. It does make it stand out.
Although I don't see why any witch would wear a leopard-print hat instead of black one. It's not even pointy! And why is it purple? Leopards aren't purple--I've seen pictures. It does come with a matching wand, but it's really more of a magic cane with the most ridiculous jewel on top. I don't know how anyone can take a witch seriously if she's dressed like this.
But I am still a witch to be taken seriously. I'm Tiffany Aching, and I'm here to be Miss Thang's new apprentice. Except I don't know where she is. I looked in her cottage, but she wasn't home, so she must be going to the houses, and all I want is for you to tell me where she is. I thought I found her four times already, but it turns out that there are a lot of people here who have green skin and warts and black clothes. So I'd appreciate it if you could tell me where she's gone. And don't just flatter me--the last person wouldn't stop talking about my brains.
Wait, stop. Did one of your teeth just fall out? This is ridiculous. What kind of witch is Miss Thang if she didn't teach you all about basic hygiene? All right, I'll do it myself. Look, there are these things called bacteria. Think of them as tiny little monsters all over your body. And if you don't wash regularly and brush your teeth, then the little monsters will start to attack your skin. That's why it's that color. You need to take better care of your body, or else--
Yes, your skin will fall off. Just like that.
. . . Well, at least it listened to what I was saying.
Poll Vote!
Character: Franziska von Karma
Series: Phoenix Wright
Character Age: 18
Canon: The year is 2018, and in the court of law, there is only one truth. Believe in yourself and your client, and that truth will prevail! This is the credo of a good defense attorney, but Franziska von Karma doesn't care about that. The only thing a defense attorney is good for is a good whipping! After all, Franziska is the German prosecuting prodigy who became a lawyer at what might have been the tender age of thirteen if "tender" were a word applicable to one of her legendary lineage. To a von Karma, perfection is a way of life, and Franziska had a flawless career for five years before flying out to America to get her revenge on her little brother, Miles Edgeworth, by beating the defense attorney he never could: Mr. Phoenix Wright.
Franziska likes to call people fools, and will do so to amazing amounts of redundancy. She also likes to whip people. A lot.
Sample Post:
When traveling to a new country (or a festering zombie swamp outside of the normal spectrum of space-time), even the most perfect of prosecutors require a measure of adjustment. Much as you wouldn't use a riding crop to carve your intial into a tree, you shouldn't use a courtroom-ordaned disciplining whip to fend off the undead! Do you think that these heels were meant to crush skulls? They are only for crushing men's spirits!
So why, you ask, am I whipping the wildlife with my prosecuting whip, in my prosecuting heels and prosecuting suit which, incidentally, costs enough to make a defense attorney weep? The answer to that is as plain as the nose that was previously on this ghoul's face: I'm not supposed to be here today! Is it normal for American pilots to mistake LAX for heavily-wooded areas in Lousiana? Perhaps it's similarly easy for a travel agent to mix up "I wish to visit my little brother" with, "I wish to travel to a putrid, corpse-filled marsh in a time whose laughably archaic legal system still features juries." Honestly, 'innocent until proven guilty'? If I hadn't already been studying law at eight years old, I would be laughing at that unfunny joke!
But mark my words: The foolishly foolish fools whose foolhardy foolishness fooled up my perfect flight plan will not go unpunished! My lash against their careers will be far more painful than my lashes against their backs could ever be! They'll have less right to habeas corpus than a decapitated zombie!
Speaking of which, while I may not have had the time to brush up on your silly 2008 laws, I can tell you right now that one cannot commit murder on a body that is not initially living. Perhaps you were thinking to charge me with corpse desecration? By the very definition of the word, you cannot desecrate something that is already unholy! I wouldn't convict me, and I'm the harshest prosecutor I know!
Incidentally, I will be looking into all of your cases. I may be stuck in a fetid pit stinking of rotting flesh and unresolved sexual tension, but that's certainly no excuse to go on vacation. As they say in this country: "When in Rome, whip the Romans!"
Poll Vote!
Character: Jinana
Series: Digital Devil Saga
Character Age: physically appears in the 19-20 range
Canon: Digital Devil Saga is the story of six tribes who are at war in a place known only as the Junkyard -- a lifeless landscape of rusted cities and broken rock, where the rain falls endlessly. All they know is that they must conquer the others and ascend to "Nirvana". Suddenly, they all become demon cannibals and... continue much as before but now with more eating their enemies as well as shiny new political alliances. An ally of the main characters is the "Maribel" -- a tribe of punk(...rocker)s in fishnet and mohawks.
The leader of the Maribel is Jinana -- a sexy young woman who fits the style of her tribe mostly in her makeup and her serious lack of pants. Chaps, yes, thong, yes, anything between them, no. Style or not, she isn't a "hungry thuggish punk" like most of her tribe. Although she does have a well-known reputation as a strong warrior, she dislikes the war she has always been in and despises needless killing. As with most of the DDS cast, she has very little basic life knowledge of things like, uh, emotions, but still developed a close emotional bond with Argilla, one of the main characters, as they both hate the fact their new selves need to eat fellow humans to survive. Jinana, however, takes the hate a step further and refuses to kill fellow humans for food. At all.
A sad and serious person, Jinana speaks in a cool, calm, and frequently philosophical manner, usually demonstrating the strength of her convictions matter-of-factly. Her beliefs run deep and she would rather die than betray them.
Sample app:
Citizens of Camp Fuck You Die, greetings. I believe I was expected here, though I do not know how that might be. Nevertheless, it appears to be the truth, as waiting for me upon my arrival was a computer, some clothing, and a note, pinned to a brochure. The computer I will keep, as I will the shirt that came with the clothing, but I do not need the pants and and any who may have need of them are welcome to take them. The note, I fear, confuses me, for it does little but inform me that I have been brought here to "increase the T&A Quotient." I do not understand: what is a T&A quotient?
The brochure the note had been pinned to seems to be describing camp in a manner I fear misrepresents my purpose here. I respect that if others of my tribe were here, it would be good to be aware that the lake is a good area to "fish when you have the mermaid munchies", or that the cabins are "the perfect snackbar". But the brochure is of little interest to me as the situation stands. I will not devour living humans. At most, as a humanitarian, I may devour what pieces fall naturally to the ground from these decaying persons.
Having established that I do not come here wishing harm to any of those here, I would ask forgiveness for being so forward as to ask for aid. Not for myself, but for a unicorn that I came across, as he is injured. To judge from the sutures on his side, I believe him to be missing his kidney. He is in need of care and rest -- at the very least, I assume so, as he is ... extremely insistent in laying his head upon my lap, though the act is made somewhat uncomfortable by his horn. Under other circumstances I would take him to the Karma Temple to rest where he could recover without risk, but it is not something that seems to be here. He is also very clear on not wanting to go there, though he perhaps is confused by my mention of it; it is not, after all, the Candy Temple.
If you will provide assistance to him, I would be very... grateful. That this would be the sort of place where such generosity could occur is meaningful. Yes, I would feel 'grateful'; I believe that is the term for at least part of the feeling. But what is the rest that I am feeling, in this place filled with plants and a sky I can see clearly now the rain is gone? It is not sadness, but... I feel as though I have tried so hard, and I have come so far. And in the end...
Perhaps, it does matter?
Poll Vote!
Character: Allelujah Haptism // Hallelujah
Series: Mobile Suit Gundam 00
Character age: 20
Canon: Gundam 00 is the epic saga of Celestial Being, a private militia which uses "armed interventions" by giant robots to destroy organizations which "incite war," with the goal of eliminating all conflict. Allelujah Haptism, pilot of Gundam Kyrios, is one of the four hilariously named pilots of Teen Gundam Squad, chosen to bludgeon the world into dropping its weapons and living happily ever after. Quiet, serious, gentle, sincere, and prone to awkward lines about sensing the world's evil, Allelujah sincerely regrets every life he takes in the pursuit of world peace, and has a strong protective streak for strangers and allies alike.
Yet Allelujah's piloting skills are not entirely natural: as a child, he was a failed test subject of a "super-soldier" program, which created Hallelujah, Allelujah's "kill-or-be-killed" alter-ego. Though the two personalities are mutually aware, and speak to each other aloud when they're alone, Hallelujah only takes control of their body (against Allelujah's will) when Allelujah moves too close to "quantum brainwaves" on their wavelength and gets incapacitating psychic migraines. As the personality created to do what Allelujah is "unable to" (ie. torture! Killing small children!), Hallelujah is taunting, sadistic, rough, and heckles Allelujah for his softness, weakness, and emo about secretly being a murdering monster.
Sample Post:
Recording mission log, 2300 hours. Kyrios's descent into the North American training camp matched all mission parameters. I received the pre-mission summary from Celestial Being's guerilla operative Harry Butz at 0600 hours, yet… most of his "warnings" are still a bit strange. I completed all objectives "solo" and dispatched his dangerous "lemon" with "one shot," but I'm still not sure what danger "het" poses, or if there even is any in this place. At this point, I'm almost certain that his "head" was code for "headache," though. Fortunately, mine doesn't seem particularly bad right now…
In any case, I've still managed to make good progress on most mission goals. Since arrival, Celestial Being has intervened in seven matches of tug-of-war, twelve thumb wars, and five rounds of Battleship in sector Zom-B. Never again will a manned cruiser be lost just because of a tragic four-hit combo from the enemy. As of 2200 hours, I've successfully ended the gripping Zom-B arms race, though I admit that I'm not entirely sure how to handle the confiscated arms. Tomorrow, Kyrios and I will move as planned to stop the vicious, tragic battles to become America's next top model and "real American idol." As a member of Celestial Being… it's truly my cause to stop the terrible "reality" these people are forced to live in.
Still, there's one problem left with Mr. Butz's mission plans. Because I've already taken all of Zom-B's conventional arms… is it really strategically necessary to "take it" from sub-sector Mar-C? End recording.
… Hallelujah. No matter how much we've accomplished in this camp, I can still feel the evil here, like a growing pressure in my head and on my -- aughasdf;lkh;khfdkl!!1! --
-- dammit! Is sweet Allelujah too kind to realize this toucan's been following him the whole damn time and messing with our quantum brainwaves? Allelujah might not care that you gave him a migraine and crapped on his shoulder, but I'll kill you, you psychic flying bastard!
Oy, this isn't the time to start complaining about saving the animals, Allelujah. Don't you have something else to take care of? I heard you complaining about not wanting to handle this Mar-C problem. Were you just putting it off? Do you need my help again? Letting someone else do the dirty work so you can say you had nothing to do with it? Can't get into a missionary position, no matter how graphic your mission orders are? Sure, I'll do it all - I'm prepared! What's a little death compared to everything we've done? Mar-C - that toucan bastard left me pretty pissed off, so you bunch had better make this interesting for me!
Poll Vote!
HERE IS THE FIRST ROUND.
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: XerXes Break
Series: Pandora Hearts
Age: ~20
Canon: ♫ Now this is the story all about how Oz's life got flipped, turned upside down- okay, not exactly. But in the manga Pandora Hearts, Oz Bezarius does find himself in a peculiar predicament. At his coming-of-age ceremony, Oz ends up being thrown down into a deep, other-worldly prison known as the "Abyss" for no apparent reason. After being saved and brought back to his world by a certain special girl known as Alice, Oz finds himself in great demand by an organization known as Pandora, especially by XerXes Break. An agent of Pandora, Break appears to be a proper sort, with his doll "Emily" always on his shoulder and his hair neatly covering his left eye to hide the fact that he doesn't actually have it anymore.
However, Break just so happens to be the mean girl of the series. While he comes across as friendly and polite, Break is a bit of a dick to put it mildly. He opts to be outspoken at times and say undermining things when he can get away with it (even if it means pushing the blame onto Emily the doll by using her to say said underming things). To this end, he'll smile constantly and ♥ at people frequently, giving off the impression of a fairly cheerful guy with several ulterior motives who likes to offer small children candy. Hey, at least he's (mostly) forward about it! While Break has yet to really tell Our Hero about what he wants and why, he is rather straight-forward about the fact that he's using Oz shamelessly, and sees no fault in it since he can be used right back. After all, all's fair in love and war, right? ♥
Sample Entry:
My my! When I first heard that my organization had decided to relocate me out into the cesspits of this place you call Louisiana, I admit that I had my doubts! After all, one cannot particularly refer to a place such as this as anything but dreck. But I must say, Madame, that you and your neighbors are quite . . . charming! ♥ And hospitable as well. Why, I've never received such a nice, warm welcome from a crowd before! Not that I'd classify a welcome from that repulsively rotting young man Graghh as warm, of course - more sticky, you see. I was unaware that rigor mortis did that to a person! Ah, but unfortunately, I'm afraid some of Graghh's companions found the need to be friendlier than necessary, and I in turn found the need to educate them in the meaning of "hands off." Who knew they'd be such visual learners? Well, as they say, they can, hmm, "pull themselves back together" in due time? Hah!
Ahh, but the hospitality, yes! It's as I was telling you, Madame. Grubby Graghh was more than willing to answer any and all questions I had regarding this salacious swamp. ♥ Although I must admit that his dialect was a bit difficult to decipher at times. But it's not as though those vacuous morons had anything of real worth to say! - ah, now now, Emily! We must be grateful to our kind benefactors! Why, he was even so generous as to offer a place to stay! I'm afraid I'll have to pass on that large, unmarked thing he referred to as a "van," though. The white was a bit too dirty for my liking.
Hmm~, but at least he wasn't too put out by my declination of his offer. Greasy Graghhy was still quite willing to pass on a few pamphlets with many points relevant to my interests. I was unaware that this place even had such a thing as health benefits, Madame! Particularly in a backwater place such as this; why, I can only imagine the field day the health inspectors must have when they visit! I will admit to being surprised at the detail and "creativity" put into describing the various programs, although I would recommend against descriptions such as, say, "CLAMP'd in the face" when it comes to the loss of an eye. It's just so very gauche!
- why, what is it, Madame? I can see you waving your tentacles over there, you realize. You disapprove of my dealings with them, no? Haha, you are rather readable, my lady! Those zombies - they're your tools to use at will, aren't they. Use whatever is necessary; that's a good rule to live by, I think. And while the pamphlets were rather, mm, distasteful at times, those creatures did have a good deal of potential to be pawns at the very least. Say, we could share, couldn't we? With no hard feelings, Madame! It could be beneficial, you know - I'll use you as well, of course, and I fully expect you to use me in turn. Hmm? What do you say? . . . Ahhh, how wonderful, we have some common ground after all! ♥ Let's establish a decent working relationship then, hmm?
Well then, Madame Marcy - shall you use me as I will use you?
Poll Vote!
Character: Tiffany Aching
Series: Discworld (Specifically, The Wee Free Men, A Hat Full of Sky and Wintersmith)
Character Age: 13
Canon: At age nine, Tiffany Aching defeated the Queen of the Fairies with a frying pan and became a witch. But on the Disc, witches aren't all cackling (it's frowned upon, in fact) and bubbling cauldrons. Witches are mostly just a little smarter and more curious than other people, and it's their job to take care of the unwashed masses. Tiffany has smarts and curiosity in spades, as well as Second Sight and Third Thoughts, all of which work together to make her a practical, intelligent, talented young witch.
Of course, she can still lack foresight and get herself into questionable situations (such as accidentally becoming the avatar of summer), but she deals with them surprisingly calmly and rationally for a teenage girl. She's still growing up, naturally, and her temper can run away with her, but she's willing to own up for her own mistakes and do what needs to be done.
In her spare time she makes cheese, herds sheep, and hangs out with a bunch of tiny blue men (the Feegles) who drink and swear a lot.
Couldn't you be a little more helpful? All I want is directions, and you're talking about your dog! And if you want anyone to discipline her, you should do it yourself. I'm not going to smack her up, or in any other direction either. And moving your hips like that is completely unnecessary. You really should be more polite--can't you tell I'm a witch? I got a hat just like the one on top of Miss Thang's cottage. I've never seen a witch's cottage with a hat on top of it before. It does make it stand out.
Although I don't see why any witch would wear a leopard-print hat instead of black one. It's not even pointy! And why is it purple? Leopards aren't purple--I've seen pictures. It does come with a matching wand, but it's really more of a magic cane with the most ridiculous jewel on top. I don't know how anyone can take a witch seriously if she's dressed like this.
But I am still a witch to be taken seriously. I'm Tiffany Aching, and I'm here to be Miss Thang's new apprentice. Except I don't know where she is. I looked in her cottage, but she wasn't home, so she must be going to the houses, and all I want is for you to tell me where she is. I thought I found her four times already, but it turns out that there are a lot of people here who have green skin and warts and black clothes. So I'd appreciate it if you could tell me where she's gone. And don't just flatter me--the last person wouldn't stop talking about my brains.
Wait, stop. Did one of your teeth just fall out? This is ridiculous. What kind of witch is Miss Thang if she didn't teach you all about basic hygiene? All right, I'll do it myself. Look, there are these things called bacteria. Think of them as tiny little monsters all over your body. And if you don't wash regularly and brush your teeth, then the little monsters will start to attack your skin. That's why it's that color. You need to take better care of your body, or else--
Yes, your skin will fall off. Just like that.
. . . Well, at least it listened to what I was saying.
Poll Vote!
Character: Franziska von Karma
Series: Phoenix Wright
Character Age: 18
Canon: The year is 2018, and in the court of law, there is only one truth. Believe in yourself and your client, and that truth will prevail! This is the credo of a good defense attorney, but Franziska von Karma doesn't care about that. The only thing a defense attorney is good for is a good whipping! After all, Franziska is the German prosecuting prodigy who became a lawyer at what might have been the tender age of thirteen if "tender" were a word applicable to one of her legendary lineage. To a von Karma, perfection is a way of life, and Franziska had a flawless career for five years before flying out to America to get her revenge on her little brother, Miles Edgeworth, by beating the defense attorney he never could: Mr. Phoenix Wright.
Franziska likes to call people fools, and will do so to amazing amounts of redundancy. She also likes to whip people. A lot.
Sample Post:
When traveling to a new country (or a festering zombie swamp outside of the normal spectrum of space-time), even the most perfect of prosecutors require a measure of adjustment. Much as you wouldn't use a riding crop to carve your intial into a tree, you shouldn't use a courtroom-ordaned disciplining whip to fend off the undead! Do you think that these heels were meant to crush skulls? They are only for crushing men's spirits!
So why, you ask, am I whipping the wildlife with my prosecuting whip, in my prosecuting heels and prosecuting suit which, incidentally, costs enough to make a defense attorney weep? The answer to that is as plain as the nose that was previously on this ghoul's face: I'm not supposed to be here today! Is it normal for American pilots to mistake LAX for heavily-wooded areas in Lousiana? Perhaps it's similarly easy for a travel agent to mix up "I wish to visit my little brother" with, "I wish to travel to a putrid, corpse-filled marsh in a time whose laughably archaic legal system still features juries." Honestly, 'innocent until proven guilty'? If I hadn't already been studying law at eight years old, I would be laughing at that unfunny joke!
But mark my words: The foolishly foolish fools whose foolhardy foolishness fooled up my perfect flight plan will not go unpunished! My lash against their careers will be far more painful than my lashes against their backs could ever be! They'll have less right to habeas corpus than a decapitated zombie!
Speaking of which, while I may not have had the time to brush up on your silly 2008 laws, I can tell you right now that one cannot commit murder on a body that is not initially living. Perhaps you were thinking to charge me with corpse desecration? By the very definition of the word, you cannot desecrate something that is already unholy! I wouldn't convict me, and I'm the harshest prosecutor I know!
Incidentally, I will be looking into all of your cases. I may be stuck in a fetid pit stinking of rotting flesh and unresolved sexual tension, but that's certainly no excuse to go on vacation. As they say in this country: "When in Rome, whip the Romans!"
Poll Vote!
Character: Jinana
Series: Digital Devil Saga
Character Age: physically appears in the 19-20 range
Canon: Digital Devil Saga is the story of six tribes who are at war in a place known only as the Junkyard -- a lifeless landscape of rusted cities and broken rock, where the rain falls endlessly. All they know is that they must conquer the others and ascend to "Nirvana". Suddenly, they all become demon cannibals and... continue much as before but now with more eating their enemies as well as shiny new political alliances. An ally of the main characters is the "Maribel" -- a tribe of punk(...rocker)s in fishnet and mohawks.
The leader of the Maribel is Jinana -- a sexy young woman who fits the style of her tribe mostly in her makeup and her serious lack of pants. Chaps, yes, thong, yes, anything between them, no. Style or not, she isn't a "hungry thuggish punk" like most of her tribe. Although she does have a well-known reputation as a strong warrior, she dislikes the war she has always been in and despises needless killing. As with most of the DDS cast, she has very little basic life knowledge of things like, uh, emotions, but still developed a close emotional bond with Argilla, one of the main characters, as they both hate the fact their new selves need to eat fellow humans to survive. Jinana, however, takes the hate a step further and refuses to kill fellow humans for food. At all.
A sad and serious person, Jinana speaks in a cool, calm, and frequently philosophical manner, usually demonstrating the strength of her convictions matter-of-factly. Her beliefs run deep and she would rather die than betray them.
Sample app:
Citizens of Camp Fuck You Die, greetings. I believe I was expected here, though I do not know how that might be. Nevertheless, it appears to be the truth, as waiting for me upon my arrival was a computer, some clothing, and a note, pinned to a brochure. The computer I will keep, as I will the shirt that came with the clothing, but I do not need the pants and and any who may have need of them are welcome to take them. The note, I fear, confuses me, for it does little but inform me that I have been brought here to "increase the T&A Quotient." I do not understand: what is a T&A quotient?
The brochure the note had been pinned to seems to be describing camp in a manner I fear misrepresents my purpose here. I respect that if others of my tribe were here, it would be good to be aware that the lake is a good area to "fish when you have the mermaid munchies", or that the cabins are "the perfect snackbar". But the brochure is of little interest to me as the situation stands. I will not devour living humans. At most, as a humanitarian, I may devour what pieces fall naturally to the ground from these decaying persons.
Having established that I do not come here wishing harm to any of those here, I would ask forgiveness for being so forward as to ask for aid. Not for myself, but for a unicorn that I came across, as he is injured. To judge from the sutures on his side, I believe him to be missing his kidney. He is in need of care and rest -- at the very least, I assume so, as he is ... extremely insistent in laying his head upon my lap, though the act is made somewhat uncomfortable by his horn. Under other circumstances I would take him to the Karma Temple to rest where he could recover without risk, but it is not something that seems to be here. He is also very clear on not wanting to go there, though he perhaps is confused by my mention of it; it is not, after all, the Candy Temple.
If you will provide assistance to him, I would be very... grateful. That this would be the sort of place where such generosity could occur is meaningful. Yes, I would feel 'grateful'; I believe that is the term for at least part of the feeling. But what is the rest that I am feeling, in this place filled with plants and a sky I can see clearly now the rain is gone? It is not sadness, but... I feel as though I have tried so hard, and I have come so far. And in the end...
Perhaps, it does matter?
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Character: Allelujah Haptism // Hallelujah
Series: Mobile Suit Gundam 00
Character age: 20
Canon: Gundam 00 is the epic saga of Celestial Being, a private militia which uses "armed interventions" by giant robots to destroy organizations which "incite war," with the goal of eliminating all conflict. Allelujah Haptism, pilot of Gundam Kyrios, is one of the four hilariously named pilots of Teen Gundam Squad, chosen to bludgeon the world into dropping its weapons and living happily ever after. Quiet, serious, gentle, sincere, and prone to awkward lines about sensing the world's evil, Allelujah sincerely regrets every life he takes in the pursuit of world peace, and has a strong protective streak for strangers and allies alike.
Yet Allelujah's piloting skills are not entirely natural: as a child, he was a failed test subject of a "super-soldier" program, which created Hallelujah, Allelujah's "kill-or-be-killed" alter-ego. Though the two personalities are mutually aware, and speak to each other aloud when they're alone, Hallelujah only takes control of their body (against Allelujah's will) when Allelujah moves too close to "quantum brainwaves" on their wavelength and gets incapacitating psychic migraines. As the personality created to do what Allelujah is "unable to" (ie. torture! Killing small children!), Hallelujah is taunting, sadistic, rough, and heckles Allelujah for his softness, weakness, and emo about secretly being a murdering monster.
Sample Post:
Recording mission log, 2300 hours. Kyrios's descent into the North American training camp matched all mission parameters. I received the pre-mission summary from Celestial Being's guerilla operative Harry Butz at 0600 hours, yet… most of his "warnings" are still a bit strange. I completed all objectives "solo" and dispatched his dangerous "lemon" with "one shot," but I'm still not sure what danger "het" poses, or if there even is any in this place. At this point, I'm almost certain that his "head" was code for "headache," though. Fortunately, mine doesn't seem particularly bad right now…
In any case, I've still managed to make good progress on most mission goals. Since arrival, Celestial Being has intervened in seven matches of tug-of-war, twelve thumb wars, and five rounds of Battleship in sector Zom-B. Never again will a manned cruiser be lost just because of a tragic four-hit combo from the enemy. As of 2200 hours, I've successfully ended the gripping Zom-B arms race, though I admit that I'm not entirely sure how to handle the confiscated arms. Tomorrow, Kyrios and I will move as planned to stop the vicious, tragic battles to become America's next top model and "real American idol." As a member of Celestial Being… it's truly my cause to stop the terrible "reality" these people are forced to live in.
Still, there's one problem left with Mr. Butz's mission plans. Because I've already taken all of Zom-B's conventional arms… is it really strategically necessary to "take it" from sub-sector Mar-C? End recording.
… Hallelujah. No matter how much we've accomplished in this camp, I can still feel the evil here, like a growing pressure in my head and on my -- aughasdf;lkh;khfdkl!!1! --
-- dammit! Is sweet Allelujah too kind to realize this toucan's been following him the whole damn time and messing with our quantum brainwaves? Allelujah might not care that you gave him a migraine and crapped on his shoulder, but I'll kill you, you psychic flying bastard!
Oy, this isn't the time to start complaining about saving the animals, Allelujah. Don't you have something else to take care of? I heard you complaining about not wanting to handle this Mar-C problem. Were you just putting it off? Do you need my help again? Letting someone else do the dirty work so you can say you had nothing to do with it? Can't get into a missionary position, no matter how graphic your mission orders are? Sure, I'll do it all - I'm prepared! What's a little death compared to everything we've done? Mar-C - that toucan bastard left me pretty pissed off, so you bunch had better make this interesting for me!
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