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Character: Negi Springfield
Series: Mahou Sensei Negima!
Character Age: 10
Negima is the heartwarming and occasionally rather perverse story of an excessively magical and photogenic highschool, charting the progress of one all-girl class as they proceed from fanservice manga to lovey-dovey romance manga then suddenly take a sharp right, burst through the wall, and dive headlong into badass heroics manga. Though you could be forgiven for forgetting about the male characters - all three of them - on the basis they're either tiny or old, Negi Springfield is nonetheless our main character, a ten-year-old tasked with the dual jobs of teaching a bunch of hyperactive lunatics and furthering himself in the way of magic while being assaulted on all sides by werewolves, vampires, remnants of his father's past, breasts, and that dreaded horror: bathtime.
Earnest to a whole slew of faults, Negi is about as emotionally bumbling as you'd expect a ten-year-old secret shonen retard with more responsibility hang-ups than Spiderman to be. His taking on every task alone, the occasional insane rage, emotional trip-ups with his tsundere bodyguard(s), the ensuing sniffling fallout, you got the works. Even a general absent-mindedness and a certain bluntness to his attempts to help tend to work against him more often than for. On the other hand, as something of a magically-enhanced, martially-proficient and most of all polite and pleasant godboy, every once in a while things go his way. Including, at speed, that seventy percent or so of the class with a crush on him.
Take away the magic, the enemies, and the stalkers, though, and he's just an insecure, well-meaning, easily flustered and overly thoughtful kid who hasn't ever had much of a chance to kick back and have fun.
Sample Post:
Dear Mrs. Director-- Madame-- Director-- Sir Yes Sir-- Argh! How do you even start one of these things, anyway!? --ah! I didn't mean to... actually write that. Er. I. ... Deep breaths, Negi. You can do this - you're a teacher, remember? You just have to be calm and in control and say what's on your mind. ... and remember to look the student's names up. ... and stop writing what you're thinking already--
Dear Mrs. Gorilla,
I apologise having to write in this fashion but I have some concerns about both the venue of your academy and, ah, the behaviour of your-- ah-- children that need addressing with you in person. Please, don't get me wrong! I appreciate the chance to study here myself and I must say the flora really grabs my attention Asuna said that part was called 'the attention' but I think she was dodging the question a-and really, I wouldn't miss it for the world, but you have to see that being so far out from any civilisation is hurting their development! You cannot expect to see meaningful growth, let alone evolution, when the nearby l-l-love hotel is considered the best field trip they've ever had! I know they were crooning about it in happiness all night, and it was touching, but the student body needs more attention than that!
Please at least consider it for the sake of their health, I beg you as their teacher! I ordered one student to stand outside the room with two pails of water and he immediately sank into a swamp bog from the weight. The next was only saved because her arms rotted and fell off before she got knee-deep, but then the water got all over her as it spilt and she promptly. Uh. ... dissolved. They're simply too stifled, and it's causing health problems as well as social, and the building doesn't even have the medical facilities to cope with the problems because the building doesn't even have a building! --o-on the subject of which, I think an al fresco classroom is really neat, but m-maybe not in the middle of the rainy season? I keep having to rewrite the lesson plans as the chalk washes off and we're running out of silly putty, though silly mud is a student hit...
--ah, and most of all I need to talk to you about the class rep! He's... well, he's very eager to learn for a gorilla, and he always does his best to chip in, but he's perhaps a little too enthusiastic... I-It's alright to lend a hand to someone else, but uh lending other people's hands is kind of where I have to draw the line, and he really got the wrong idea about knocking heads together to come up with answers... B-but I think he'll do well! Really, you've no need to worry! He seemed very keen about extra lessons and said he had somebody who could help him with the anatomy class-- Ah! He's here now! I--
... y-you've got some body to help. I-I see.
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Character: Amelia Wil Tesla Saillune
Series: Slayers
Age: 15~16
Canon: Take some good ol' Dungeons and Dragons, add five tablespoons of crack, two cups of explosions, one teaspoon of demons who are mortally allergic to happiness, and a dash of terrible crossdressing. Put it all through the blender, and VOILA! We have Slayers: the epic tale of Lina Inverse, tiny loud genius sorceress and her special-snowflake sidekicks. Together, they fight not only crime, but also dragons, furries, and adorable shouta demon lords who want to destroy the world, amongst others. We don't ask.
Optimistic, kind-hearted, and cheerful, Amelia is one of the aforementioned sidekicks who frequently join Lina in her wacky adventures. More than a princess, she considers herself a hero and does her best to act accordingly. Amelia believes in truth, freedom, beauty, love, and above all... JUSTICE!!1one. For this reason, it is not uncommon to find her discoursing at length while atop the highest places she can find. This, of course, wouldn't be so much of a problem if it wasn't for her tendency to fall face-first on the ground in the middle of said speeches. But all clumsiness aside, Amelia remains true to her beliefs, always doing her best to see the good in both friends and foes alike.
Sample Post:
Lady Elizabeth Sayre, if I may have your attention please? Word of mouth has it that strange happenings have been taking place in your territory for over two years now. Therefore I, Amelia Wil Tesla Saillune, have come here as an ambassador of peace. I understand the sorrow of losing a loved one, and I can imagine it must have been worse in your case, since it was someone so dear to you. But have you stopped to consider the pain you are so selfishly inflicting upon others?
According to this statement, you have forged a pact with the Dark Lord Ann'onymuhz, seeking to resurrect your fiancé. It is assumed that in order for this ritual to take place, you must collect the souls of innocent travelers who happen to stumble upon the kingdom of Seeffyudee, and offer them as sacrifices to the demon in question. However, instead of killing these poor people, they are subject to the most horrible kinds of torture so that he may feed on their suffering and despair!
Since the water and food have been poisoned, the inhabitants of your kingdom have had to resort to atrocious survival methods, such as cannibalism. And the magical barrier you have erected around the land using the forbidden Dark Arts of Lulz not only serves to prevent people from leaving, but it also causes psychological damage to whoever comes into contact with it. But know this, Lady Elizabeth! Even if you change people's bodies, behaviour, or turn them into little Chihuahua dogs, you cannot change what's inside! Can't you hear their souls' desperate clamors for mercy?!
And so, it is my duty to help you regain your path in life. Your fiancé wouldn't have liked seeing you commit this kind of acts, I'm sure. Why not pour all your energy and undelivered love onto your country, and make it a prosperous place again instead of continuing with your evil ways? Let the healing light of justice drive away all the resentment and fear that torment you. Yes! Life can be so wonderful if only you learn how to enjoy it! Let us embrace each other, hold hands with paws and tentacles, and soon you will start feeling the sweet comfort th-W-W-WHOAAAAAHH-!
...
-I-I'm okay, I'm okay! A-And I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to fall on you like that, sir! Ah? Yes! I will gladly help you reattach your limbs r-right away! Ow, owwww, I don't think ribs are supposed to crack that way.
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Character: Robert Haydn
Series: The Law of Ueki
Age: ~15
Canon: In the Law of Ueki, 100 students fight against one another with some of the most inane powers in existence (such as turning trash into trees, one's forehead into a diamond, etc) in order to be the last one standing and make the candidate they're fighting for the new "God." In a tournament run by none other than God himself. ... Yes. Amidst it all stands Ueki Kousuke, who isn't fighting so much to win, but rather, fighting for his "justice" and setting things right, as well as many other Retarded Shounen Values.
The main antagonist for the first half of the series, Robert Haydn is a power user much like Ueki. Known for being the strongest in the tournament and having an equally strong candidate in his father (not to mention his group of lackeys known as Robert's Ten), just the mention of his name sends fear into his opponents. Robert himself is a somewhat detached individual, with a polite manner of speaking covering up his more malicious intentions, which include winning the tournament by any means necessary and generally lashing out at humanity thanks to his Token Emo Past (tm). For the most part, he's a down-to-business sort, but there are a few people that can get under his skin. Whether this is actually a good thing is debatable.
Sample Entry:
The further I find myself in this most dreadful swamp, the more I question the veracity of the information I had received. If this place was truly the location for the next stage of the tournament, then there would certainly be more power users here, would there not? And yet there seem to be no actual participants in sight. How disappointing. And that Mr. King I ran into near the entrance had been so forthcoming in regards to his information about this place too. Perhaps I suppose I should have begun questioning his validity the minute he began to ask me such trivialities as, say, "where is your God now?" I would think he would know the answer to that, all things considered.
No matter. Regardless of whether this is where I initially intended to be, a place such as this can always be useful. After all, it is rather unique, is it not, my good sir? Ignoring the strange and rather uninformed gentleman by the name of Mr. King, of course. Unusual candidates amongst an unusual environment ... mm, it all has this rare quality of being that I have never seen before in my life. Yes, when life gives one lemons, they should then make lemonade. ... is the saying, I believe, although- Mr. "Grughh", was it? I highly doubt that the same could be said for your "brainsonade." That cannot possibly be sanitary for one, and for another? Really, sir. You have no idea where that has been.
But Mr. Grughh, let us forgo this fruitless forum of frisky flora and far from friendly fauna, shall we? I find myself growing weary of it by the minute, and I can tell quite well that your eyelids are drooping. Pull those up if you will. ... much better, yes. You see, while this place does have a distinct lack of power users, it more than makes up for it with those that are unique. Those that have their own special powers, if you will. And you see, sir, I am in need of people like you - people to help me remake this disgusting world. Come now. You groaned it yourself earlier, did you not? If you have a power, do be so kind as to show it to ... me now ...
Hmm. Mr. Grughh, I am afraid that your "abilities" are not quite what I was looking for. While even I must admit that the usage of pus is rather creative in itself, the "pus into more pus" ability is quite lacking in more ways than one. I suppose a rotting human is not a better human after all. But all the same, beggars cannot be choosers. I believe that your ... spirit and willingness to act the noble role of what one would fondly refer to as "cannon fodder" is quite remarkable.
Well then - shall you come with me, Mr. Grughh? A simple yes or no will suffice. We could even shake hands, should you prefer that.
... yes, well. I suppose the literal interpretation is acceptable as well. Humans.
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Character: Ryoga Hibiki
Series: Ranma 1/2
Age: 16
Canon: Ranma 1/2 is the story about the woes one of Ranma Saotome, a guy cursed to turn into a girl when splashed with cold water. The things that befall Ranma and the people around him range from utterly cracked out to massively destructive. And boy is the saying "misery loves company" true after Ranma comes to town. One of the first people to find Ranma after his fateful trip to the Cursed Springs of Jusenkyo was Ryoga Hibiki.
The two of them are rivals from back in junior-high, when Ranma would basically steal Ryoga's lunch every day. Naturally Ryoga got fed up with this and eventually challenged the other boy to a duel. Too bad he got lost for four days looking for the lot where they were going to fight. Othewise he wouldn't have had to follow his one true rival all the way to China and Jusenkyo, where he promptly got kicked into the spring of drowned black piglet. Since then his grudge against Ranma has only grown exponentially. But aside from his burning desire for vengeance, Ryoga is actually a very caring and sensitive soul. If he runs into people in trouble he'll often stop to help them, with varying degrees of chagrin depending if it's Ranma or someone asking for directions. In general he is polite and friendly to those he meets and can be especially shy around girls. He is also BEYOND gullible, with a certain knack for wild misinterpretation and often fails to notice his facts aren't straight. That combined with his ability to be in exactly the right place at the wrong time despite his hideous sense of direction makes for some pretty violent mix-ups. But as long as you aren't Ranma or do something to insult Akane, Ryoga tends to be pretty chivalrous and humble in attitude, if a little too serious.
Note: He has a habit of writing letters to Akane or Ranma while on his journeys.
Sample:
Dear Akane,
I am training hard here in the forests near Mt. Fuji. The weather is unseasonably hot for somewhere so far north. Though, now that I think of it, the heat might have something to do with the lava... I always heard that Mt. Fuji was a volcano but it seems a lot more active recently. But don't worry about me, Akane. I'll be back on my journey as soon as I've finished training here.
I would already be on my way if this place didn't have so many distractions. I never expected a rural forest like this to be so busy. There are a lot of strange people in the area and they're always looking for brains, or a partner, or something else. It's been tough for me to stick to my training regiment when my space keeps getting invaded. In fact, just a few days ago I got interrupted by a group of strange, winged pygmy people asking me to go on a quest for them. Being small and white must leave them pretty defenseless against the wild animals here. None of them looked scared or hurt though. It didn't really look like they needed my help at all, but somehow I got roped into doing deliveries for them. As if that weren't enough, it took me three days to walk to the town where they wanted their letters delivered. Who knew so much of the forests around Mt. Fuji had such dangerous caves and swampland. Of course when I finally got to town this morning they were already waiting for me. I don't know why they bothered to ask me if they could have done it faster themselves. At least it wasn't all for nothing... I think. Apparently I get a free delivery if I promise not to accept their quest again.
I need to get back to training so I apologize if this isn't as thoughtful as my usual packages. I wanted to send you some of the local specialties but I didn't think it was really worth it after the Tuesday Soup ate through it's container and escaped into the wild. I heard the cake around here is pretty good though, so maybe if I can find some I'll bring it the next time I visit. For now I hope you'll forgive me for substituting these commemorative "CFUD: Happiest Place on Earth" souvenir t-shirts that I got from the town shop instead.
Anyway, I better wrap this up and turn it over to the Kupos, or whatever they are. They said they knew where to find you so I hope this letter reaches you in Nerima soon, Akane. Oh, and give my regards to Ranma. I'll definitely finish my training and the next time we meet will the the moment he finally faces true defeat!
Take care! (Not you, Ranma.)
From Ryoga
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Character: Hali Kang
Series: I.N.V.U.
Age: 16
Canon: I Envy You. A simple little story based around the idea of wanting what you can't have and getting what you never hoped for. And by simple, we mean that this manhwa has an over-the-top soap opera plot with so many shocking twists and turns that the only real surprise is no one in the series has whiplash yet. I.N.V.U. follows a group of starstruck, lovestruck, and occasionally even mafiastruck teens as they stick it to their schools, society, and sometimes even their own friends to realize their dreams.
Hali is an aloof highschool student who accidentally fell into the world of modeling when her angry ice-queen expressions caught the interest of an up-and-coming talent scout. Forced to dress as a boy at home and school to help her amnesiac mother "get over" the fact that she caused the death of Hali's younger brother, it's no wonder that Hali has adopted a standoffish, jaded attitude. Afraid of losing her own identity, she obsessively pursues anything and anyone that makes her feel like herself again, be it a career as a model or the older man who was her tutor. But behind the aggressive bad girl image this gives her, Hali's actually just another normal, insecure teen who wants to grow up as fast as she can.
Time out. Cut. I'm not ready for my closeup. What the heck am I supposed to say to get you to put down that camera and pay attention to me for a minute? Listen, people. I'm really grateful that my agent got me a chance to test for your talent show, America's Next Topped Model or whatever you guys are calling it. But I'm totally new to this and I can still tell that you're doing it wrong. Nevermind that you just flew me halfway around the world or something to stand up to my knees in some kind of goopy swamp; hey, it's your money and I never liked those shoes anyway. But the way you're all treating me? It's not cool.
First, could someone just tell me where the trap is? It's all your wardrobe guys have been yelling ever since I got here. I feel like something's about to snap my leg off while I'm posing in here. Are they pissed off because I had to tell them I was here for the ladies shoot, or is there something I should know about that contract I just signed? My first born seemed like such a normal thing to ask for... man, I was joking. Get that hungry-looking expression of your face. What the hell would you do with it anyway?
At least they got me into the right clothes eventually, but can I just say? This outfit is really revealing. And I'm not just talking about the length of the skirt either, I mean it reveals a lot about your minds. What kind of pervert thinks this is how high-schoolers dress? If I showed up at my school like this, I'd get my ass handed to me. And for once I wouldn't blame those stupid teachers. If my butt's hanging out and their only choice is to hand it back to me or kiss it, I know what they'd go for. Unlike you people who were pawing at me the whole time I was getting ready. I told one guy I'd break his dick off if he came up behind me again, and he said that was fine and he had a box all ready for it just in case I did. Come on, what the heck?
Maybe we should just call it quits, because you're all seriously skeeving me out. Besides, I really don't think I'm the type you're looking for. I mean, your other models look like they could have used a sandwich a couple years before I was born. News flash, but I hear some guys really like a girl who has some meat on her bones. Hey, security boys. Monkey men! I said I'm leaving, so what are you doing?
No way. Is that skirt made out of steak? That's so not what I meant!
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Character: Kaname Kuran
Series: Vampire Knight
Character Age: Appears around 19.
Canon: As shoujo vampire romances endure, Vampire Knight has a lot going for it - telling the story of one Yuuki Cross, an innocuous young girl who is a prefect at a school that has both human and vampire students - a "Day" class and a "Night" class. It also tells the tale of Zero Kiryuu, a young vampire hunter who is slowly becoming a vampire himself. As the story progresses, Yuuki and Zero find themselves immersed in a tale with many charismatic, beautiful characters; the foremost on both counts being one Kaname Kuran, Yuuki's saviour and longterm crush, the head of the Night Class.
Kaname is, in fact, a bit of a jerk. He's also one of the very few "pureblood" vampires left in the world of Vampire Knight. A perpetually calm individual who always seems to be ahead of the game in one way or another, he holds the rest of the Night Class' immediate loyalty, and is a person to whom the majority of the vampire world would swear fealty. While his public face is largely expressionless, offering a disinterested look or perhaps a smile, behind closed doors Kaname is a ruthless young man who will go to any lengths to protect that which is important to him - and that, whether that is unfortunate or fortunate for her, is Yuuki Cross, with all the secrets she didn't know she held. Kaname is a devoted and determined individual, but hardly selfless.
Sample Post:
Gentlemen, it is a great pleasure to be welcomed to this meeting of this Council of Ancients; I must agree that our surroundings, at least, are decrepit. Whoever is responsible for the choice of a log cabin should fear recompense. I have travelled a long way to get to this part of the world - of course, it is worth it to be in the company of such estimable men. There is a great deal of business we must attend to. I would not have made an effort to attend, and such an effort it was, if I did not have business of my own. However, if you will permit, I would like to address a few concerns I have regarding the conditions of this meeting. It is hardly what I have come to expect - I would go so far as to say that I am disappointed in you.
Firstly, the location. It is understandable that the place of these meetings must change at times - we are all busy people. I am in favour of flexibility. Yet, this place is so far removed from our normal location that I am not entirely sure precisely why it was chosen. I must add, gentlemen, that travelling through a swamp to get here is hardly my idea of an enjoyable time. Yet, even that would be forgivable, were it not for the levels of vermin that inhabit this area. The living dead seem to have gathered here in great numbers, and they are hardly charming to look at - particularly the ones in dresses. Not to mention that the directions I received prior to the event were nigh-incomprehensible, and I could only find two creatures suitable to ask directions of. I first encountered what appeared to be an obese toucan, who told me immediately that 'my princess was in another castle', and then a man sitting on a park-bench, who upon my approach began to unzip his clothing. ... While some of you may find this entertaining, gentlemen, keep your pathetic amusements to yourselves. I do not consider this a laughing matter in any way.
Secondly, with all due respect, we must consider your attire. The Council of Ancients is seen among our kind as one of the highest and most exalted authorities, and yet, here you all are. Sirs, might I ask precisely why men of such good judgement and expert knowledge would choose to dress in violet, furry bodysuits and gorilla masks, and then render all of your input thus far to this meeting in grunts? As I have said, I have travelled a long way, and I fail to see how we will complete anything productive with all of this monkey business going on. That, and the minutes for this meeting appear to consist entirely of images of kittens with mispelled captions. While they are very sweet, I fail to see precisely how any of this ridiculous behaviour will profit any of your aims, or mine. I object, strongly, to having my time wasted in this way -- no, sir, no, I quite disagree. This is not Goofy time. I should have known better than to expect anything else out of Council dogs.
With these complaints in mind, I bid you farewell. You're free to contact me again when you are available to deal with matters seriously ... so please move away from the door. I do not care whether you wish to "never give me up" or not.
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Character: Negi Springfield
Series: Mahou Sensei Negima!
Character Age: 10
Negima is the heartwarming and occasionally rather perverse story of an excessively magical and photogenic highschool, charting the progress of one all-girl class as they proceed from fanservice manga to lovey-dovey romance manga then suddenly take a sharp right, burst through the wall, and dive headlong into badass heroics manga. Though you could be forgiven for forgetting about the male characters - all three of them - on the basis they're either tiny or old, Negi Springfield is nonetheless our main character, a ten-year-old tasked with the dual jobs of teaching a bunch of hyperactive lunatics and furthering himself in the way of magic while being assaulted on all sides by werewolves, vampires, remnants of his father's past, breasts, and that dreaded horror: bathtime.
Earnest to a whole slew of faults, Negi is about as emotionally bumbling as you'd expect a ten-year-old secret shonen retard with more responsibility hang-ups than Spiderman to be. His taking on every task alone, the occasional insane rage, emotional trip-ups with his tsundere bodyguard(s), the ensuing sniffling fallout, you got the works. Even a general absent-mindedness and a certain bluntness to his attempts to help tend to work against him more often than for. On the other hand, as something of a magically-enhanced, martially-proficient and most of all polite and pleasant godboy, every once in a while things go his way. Including, at speed, that seventy percent or so of the class with a crush on him.
Take away the magic, the enemies, and the stalkers, though, and he's just an insecure, well-meaning, easily flustered and overly thoughtful kid who hasn't ever had much of a chance to kick back and have fun.
Sample Post:
Dear Mrs. Director-- Madame-- Director-- Sir Yes Sir-- Argh! How do you even start one of these things, anyway!? --ah! I didn't mean to... actually write that. Er. I. ... Deep breaths, Negi. You can do this - you're a teacher, remember? You just have to be calm and in control and say what's on your mind. ... and remember to look the student's names up. ... and stop writing what you're thinking already--
Dear Mrs. Gorilla,
I apologise having to write in this fashion but I have some concerns about both the venue of your academy and, ah, the behaviour of your-- ah-- children that need addressing with you in person. Please, don't get me wrong! I appreciate the chance to study here myself and I must say the flora really grabs my attention Asuna said that part was called 'the attention' but I think she was dodging the question a-and really, I wouldn't miss it for the world, but you have to see that being so far out from any civilisation is hurting their development! You cannot expect to see meaningful growth, let alone evolution, when the nearby l-l-love hotel is considered the best field trip they've ever had! I know they were crooning about it in happiness all night, and it was touching, but the student body needs more attention than that!
Please at least consider it for the sake of their health, I beg you as their teacher! I ordered one student to stand outside the room with two pails of water and he immediately sank into a swamp bog from the weight. The next was only saved because her arms rotted and fell off before she got knee-deep, but then the water got all over her as it spilt and she promptly. Uh. ... dissolved. They're simply too stifled, and it's causing health problems as well as social, and the building doesn't even have the medical facilities to cope with the problems because the building doesn't even have a building! --o-on the subject of which, I think an al fresco classroom is really neat, but m-maybe not in the middle of the rainy season? I keep having to rewrite the lesson plans as the chalk washes off and we're running out of silly putty, though silly mud is a student hit...
--ah, and most of all I need to talk to you about the class rep! He's... well, he's very eager to learn for a gorilla, and he always does his best to chip in, but he's perhaps a little too enthusiastic... I-It's alright to lend a hand to someone else, but uh lending other people's hands is kind of where I have to draw the line, and he really got the wrong idea about knocking heads together to come up with answers... B-but I think he'll do well! Really, you've no need to worry! He seemed very keen about extra lessons and said he had somebody who could help him with the anatomy class-- Ah! He's here now! I--
... y-you've got some body to help. I-I see.
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Character: Amelia Wil Tesla Saillune
Series: Slayers
Age: 15~16
Canon: Take some good ol' Dungeons and Dragons, add five tablespoons of crack, two cups of explosions, one teaspoon of demons who are mortally allergic to happiness, and a dash of terrible crossdressing. Put it all through the blender, and VOILA! We have Slayers: the epic tale of Lina Inverse, tiny loud genius sorceress and her special-snowflake sidekicks. Together, they fight not only crime, but also dragons, furries, and adorable shouta demon lords who want to destroy the world, amongst others. We don't ask.
Optimistic, kind-hearted, and cheerful, Amelia is one of the aforementioned sidekicks who frequently join Lina in her wacky adventures. More than a princess, she considers herself a hero and does her best to act accordingly. Amelia believes in truth, freedom, beauty, love, and above all... JUSTICE!!1one. For this reason, it is not uncommon to find her discoursing at length while atop the highest places she can find. This, of course, wouldn't be so much of a problem if it wasn't for her tendency to fall face-first on the ground in the middle of said speeches. But all clumsiness aside, Amelia remains true to her beliefs, always doing her best to see the good in both friends and foes alike.
Sample Post:
Lady Elizabeth Sayre, if I may have your attention please? Word of mouth has it that strange happenings have been taking place in your territory for over two years now. Therefore I, Amelia Wil Tesla Saillune, have come here as an ambassador of peace. I understand the sorrow of losing a loved one, and I can imagine it must have been worse in your case, since it was someone so dear to you. But have you stopped to consider the pain you are so selfishly inflicting upon others?
According to this statement, you have forged a pact with the Dark Lord Ann'onymuhz, seeking to resurrect your fiancé. It is assumed that in order for this ritual to take place, you must collect the souls of innocent travelers who happen to stumble upon the kingdom of Seeffyudee, and offer them as sacrifices to the demon in question. However, instead of killing these poor people, they are subject to the most horrible kinds of torture so that he may feed on their suffering and despair!
Since the water and food have been poisoned, the inhabitants of your kingdom have had to resort to atrocious survival methods, such as cannibalism. And the magical barrier you have erected around the land using the forbidden Dark Arts of Lulz not only serves to prevent people from leaving, but it also causes psychological damage to whoever comes into contact with it. But know this, Lady Elizabeth! Even if you change people's bodies, behaviour, or turn them into little Chihuahua dogs, you cannot change what's inside! Can't you hear their souls' desperate clamors for mercy?!
And so, it is my duty to help you regain your path in life. Your fiancé wouldn't have liked seeing you commit this kind of acts, I'm sure. Why not pour all your energy and undelivered love onto your country, and make it a prosperous place again instead of continuing with your evil ways? Let the healing light of justice drive away all the resentment and fear that torment you. Yes! Life can be so wonderful if only you learn how to enjoy it! Let us embrace each other, hold hands with paws and tentacles, and soon you will start feeling the sweet comfort th-W-W-WHOAAAAAHH-!
...
-I-I'm okay, I'm okay! A-And I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to fall on you like that, sir! Ah? Yes! I will gladly help you reattach your limbs r-right away! Ow, owwww, I don't think ribs are supposed to crack that way.
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Character: Robert Haydn
Series: The Law of Ueki
Age: ~15
Canon: In the Law of Ueki, 100 students fight against one another with some of the most inane powers in existence (such as turning trash into trees, one's forehead into a diamond, etc) in order to be the last one standing and make the candidate they're fighting for the new "God." In a tournament run by none other than God himself. ... Yes. Amidst it all stands Ueki Kousuke, who isn't fighting so much to win, but rather, fighting for his "justice" and setting things right, as well as many other Retarded Shounen Values.
The main antagonist for the first half of the series, Robert Haydn is a power user much like Ueki. Known for being the strongest in the tournament and having an equally strong candidate in his father (not to mention his group of lackeys known as Robert's Ten), just the mention of his name sends fear into his opponents. Robert himself is a somewhat detached individual, with a polite manner of speaking covering up his more malicious intentions, which include winning the tournament by any means necessary and generally lashing out at humanity thanks to his Token Emo Past (tm). For the most part, he's a down-to-business sort, but there are a few people that can get under his skin. Whether this is actually a good thing is debatable.
Sample Entry:
The further I find myself in this most dreadful swamp, the more I question the veracity of the information I had received. If this place was truly the location for the next stage of the tournament, then there would certainly be more power users here, would there not? And yet there seem to be no actual participants in sight. How disappointing. And that Mr. King I ran into near the entrance had been so forthcoming in regards to his information about this place too. Perhaps I suppose I should have begun questioning his validity the minute he began to ask me such trivialities as, say, "where is your God now?" I would think he would know the answer to that, all things considered.
No matter. Regardless of whether this is where I initially intended to be, a place such as this can always be useful. After all, it is rather unique, is it not, my good sir? Ignoring the strange and rather uninformed gentleman by the name of Mr. King, of course. Unusual candidates amongst an unusual environment ... mm, it all has this rare quality of being that I have never seen before in my life. Yes, when life gives one lemons, they should then make lemonade. ... is the saying, I believe, although- Mr. "Grughh", was it? I highly doubt that the same could be said for your "brainsonade." That cannot possibly be sanitary for one, and for another? Really, sir. You have no idea where that has been.
But Mr. Grughh, let us forgo this fruitless forum of frisky flora and far from friendly fauna, shall we? I find myself growing weary of it by the minute, and I can tell quite well that your eyelids are drooping. Pull those up if you will. ... much better, yes. You see, while this place does have a distinct lack of power users, it more than makes up for it with those that are unique. Those that have their own special powers, if you will. And you see, sir, I am in need of people like you - people to help me remake this disgusting world. Come now. You groaned it yourself earlier, did you not? If you have a power, do be so kind as to show it to ... me now ...
Hmm. Mr. Grughh, I am afraid that your "abilities" are not quite what I was looking for. While even I must admit that the usage of pus is rather creative in itself, the "pus into more pus" ability is quite lacking in more ways than one. I suppose a rotting human is not a better human after all. But all the same, beggars cannot be choosers. I believe that your ... spirit and willingness to act the noble role of what one would fondly refer to as "cannon fodder" is quite remarkable.
Well then - shall you come with me, Mr. Grughh? A simple yes or no will suffice. We could even shake hands, should you prefer that.
... yes, well. I suppose the literal interpretation is acceptable as well. Humans.
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Character: Ryoga Hibiki
Series: Ranma 1/2
Age: 16
Canon: Ranma 1/2 is the story about the woes one of Ranma Saotome, a guy cursed to turn into a girl when splashed with cold water. The things that befall Ranma and the people around him range from utterly cracked out to massively destructive. And boy is the saying "misery loves company" true after Ranma comes to town. One of the first people to find Ranma after his fateful trip to the Cursed Springs of Jusenkyo was Ryoga Hibiki.
The two of them are rivals from back in junior-high, when Ranma would basically steal Ryoga's lunch every day. Naturally Ryoga got fed up with this and eventually challenged the other boy to a duel. Too bad he got lost for four days looking for the lot where they were going to fight. Othewise he wouldn't have had to follow his one true rival all the way to China and Jusenkyo, where he promptly got kicked into the spring of drowned black piglet. Since then his grudge against Ranma has only grown exponentially. But aside from his burning desire for vengeance, Ryoga is actually a very caring and sensitive soul. If he runs into people in trouble he'll often stop to help them, with varying degrees of chagrin depending if it's Ranma or someone asking for directions. In general he is polite and friendly to those he meets and can be especially shy around girls. He is also BEYOND gullible, with a certain knack for wild misinterpretation and often fails to notice his facts aren't straight. That combined with his ability to be in exactly the right place at the wrong time despite his hideous sense of direction makes for some pretty violent mix-ups. But as long as you aren't Ranma or do something to insult Akane, Ryoga tends to be pretty chivalrous and humble in attitude, if a little too serious.
Note: He has a habit of writing letters to Akane or Ranma while on his journeys.
Sample:
Dear Akane,
I am training hard here in the forests near Mt. Fuji. The weather is unseasonably hot for somewhere so far north. Though, now that I think of it, the heat might have something to do with the lava... I always heard that Mt. Fuji was a volcano but it seems a lot more active recently. But don't worry about me, Akane. I'll be back on my journey as soon as I've finished training here.
I would already be on my way if this place didn't have so many distractions. I never expected a rural forest like this to be so busy. There are a lot of strange people in the area and they're always looking for brains, or a partner, or something else. It's been tough for me to stick to my training regiment when my space keeps getting invaded. In fact, just a few days ago I got interrupted by a group of strange, winged pygmy people asking me to go on a quest for them. Being small and white must leave them pretty defenseless against the wild animals here. None of them looked scared or hurt though. It didn't really look like they needed my help at all, but somehow I got roped into doing deliveries for them. As if that weren't enough, it took me three days to walk to the town where they wanted their letters delivered. Who knew so much of the forests around Mt. Fuji had such dangerous caves and swampland. Of course when I finally got to town this morning they were already waiting for me. I don't know why they bothered to ask me if they could have done it faster themselves. At least it wasn't all for nothing... I think. Apparently I get a free delivery if I promise not to accept their quest again.
I need to get back to training so I apologize if this isn't as thoughtful as my usual packages. I wanted to send you some of the local specialties but I didn't think it was really worth it after the Tuesday Soup ate through it's container and escaped into the wild. I heard the cake around here is pretty good though, so maybe if I can find some I'll bring it the next time I visit. For now I hope you'll forgive me for substituting these commemorative "CFUD: Happiest Place on Earth" souvenir t-shirts that I got from the town shop instead.
Anyway, I better wrap this up and turn it over to the Kupos, or whatever they are. They said they knew where to find you so I hope this letter reaches you in Nerima soon, Akane. Oh, and give my regards to Ranma. I'll definitely finish my training and the next time we meet will the the moment he finally faces true defeat!
Take care! (Not you, Ranma.)
From Ryoga
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Character: Hali Kang
Series: I.N.V.U.
Age: 16
Canon: I Envy You. A simple little story based around the idea of wanting what you can't have and getting what you never hoped for. And by simple, we mean that this manhwa has an over-the-top soap opera plot with so many shocking twists and turns that the only real surprise is no one in the series has whiplash yet. I.N.V.U. follows a group of starstruck, lovestruck, and occasionally even mafiastruck teens as they stick it to their schools, society, and sometimes even their own friends to realize their dreams.
Hali is an aloof highschool student who accidentally fell into the world of modeling when her angry ice-queen expressions caught the interest of an up-and-coming talent scout. Forced to dress as a boy at home and school to help her amnesiac mother "get over" the fact that she caused the death of Hali's younger brother, it's no wonder that Hali has adopted a standoffish, jaded attitude. Afraid of losing her own identity, she obsessively pursues anything and anyone that makes her feel like herself again, be it a career as a model or the older man who was her tutor. But behind the aggressive bad girl image this gives her, Hali's actually just another normal, insecure teen who wants to grow up as fast as she can.
Time out. Cut. I'm not ready for my closeup. What the heck am I supposed to say to get you to put down that camera and pay attention to me for a minute? Listen, people. I'm really grateful that my agent got me a chance to test for your talent show, America's Next Topped Model or whatever you guys are calling it. But I'm totally new to this and I can still tell that you're doing it wrong. Nevermind that you just flew me halfway around the world or something to stand up to my knees in some kind of goopy swamp; hey, it's your money and I never liked those shoes anyway. But the way you're all treating me? It's not cool.
First, could someone just tell me where the trap is? It's all your wardrobe guys have been yelling ever since I got here. I feel like something's about to snap my leg off while I'm posing in here. Are they pissed off because I had to tell them I was here for the ladies shoot, or is there something I should know about that contract I just signed? My first born seemed like such a normal thing to ask for... man, I was joking. Get that hungry-looking expression of your face. What the hell would you do with it anyway?
At least they got me into the right clothes eventually, but can I just say? This outfit is really revealing. And I'm not just talking about the length of the skirt either, I mean it reveals a lot about your minds. What kind of pervert thinks this is how high-schoolers dress? If I showed up at my school like this, I'd get my ass handed to me. And for once I wouldn't blame those stupid teachers. If my butt's hanging out and their only choice is to hand it back to me or kiss it, I know what they'd go for. Unlike you people who were pawing at me the whole time I was getting ready. I told one guy I'd break his dick off if he came up behind me again, and he said that was fine and he had a box all ready for it just in case I did. Come on, what the heck?
Maybe we should just call it quits, because you're all seriously skeeving me out. Besides, I really don't think I'm the type you're looking for. I mean, your other models look like they could have used a sandwich a couple years before I was born. News flash, but I hear some guys really like a girl who has some meat on her bones. Hey, security boys. Monkey men! I said I'm leaving, so what are you doing?
No way. Is that skirt made out of steak? That's so not what I meant!
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Character: Kaname Kuran
Series: Vampire Knight
Character Age: Appears around 19.
Canon: As shoujo vampire romances endure, Vampire Knight has a lot going for it - telling the story of one Yuuki Cross, an innocuous young girl who is a prefect at a school that has both human and vampire students - a "Day" class and a "Night" class. It also tells the tale of Zero Kiryuu, a young vampire hunter who is slowly becoming a vampire himself. As the story progresses, Yuuki and Zero find themselves immersed in a tale with many charismatic, beautiful characters; the foremost on both counts being one Kaname Kuran, Yuuki's saviour and longterm crush, the head of the Night Class.
Kaname is, in fact, a bit of a jerk. He's also one of the very few "pureblood" vampires left in the world of Vampire Knight. A perpetually calm individual who always seems to be ahead of the game in one way or another, he holds the rest of the Night Class' immediate loyalty, and is a person to whom the majority of the vampire world would swear fealty. While his public face is largely expressionless, offering a disinterested look or perhaps a smile, behind closed doors Kaname is a ruthless young man who will go to any lengths to protect that which is important to him - and that, whether that is unfortunate or fortunate for her, is Yuuki Cross, with all the secrets she didn't know she held. Kaname is a devoted and determined individual, but hardly selfless.
Sample Post:
Gentlemen, it is a great pleasure to be welcomed to this meeting of this Council of Ancients; I must agree that our surroundings, at least, are decrepit. Whoever is responsible for the choice of a log cabin should fear recompense. I have travelled a long way to get to this part of the world - of course, it is worth it to be in the company of such estimable men. There is a great deal of business we must attend to. I would not have made an effort to attend, and such an effort it was, if I did not have business of my own. However, if you will permit, I would like to address a few concerns I have regarding the conditions of this meeting. It is hardly what I have come to expect - I would go so far as to say that I am disappointed in you.
Firstly, the location. It is understandable that the place of these meetings must change at times - we are all busy people. I am in favour of flexibility. Yet, this place is so far removed from our normal location that I am not entirely sure precisely why it was chosen. I must add, gentlemen, that travelling through a swamp to get here is hardly my idea of an enjoyable time. Yet, even that would be forgivable, were it not for the levels of vermin that inhabit this area. The living dead seem to have gathered here in great numbers, and they are hardly charming to look at - particularly the ones in dresses. Not to mention that the directions I received prior to the event were nigh-incomprehensible, and I could only find two creatures suitable to ask directions of. I first encountered what appeared to be an obese toucan, who told me immediately that 'my princess was in another castle', and then a man sitting on a park-bench, who upon my approach began to unzip his clothing. ... While some of you may find this entertaining, gentlemen, keep your pathetic amusements to yourselves. I do not consider this a laughing matter in any way.
Secondly, with all due respect, we must consider your attire. The Council of Ancients is seen among our kind as one of the highest and most exalted authorities, and yet, here you all are. Sirs, might I ask precisely why men of such good judgement and expert knowledge would choose to dress in violet, furry bodysuits and gorilla masks, and then render all of your input thus far to this meeting in grunts? As I have said, I have travelled a long way, and I fail to see how we will complete anything productive with all of this monkey business going on. That, and the minutes for this meeting appear to consist entirely of images of kittens with mispelled captions. While they are very sweet, I fail to see precisely how any of this ridiculous behaviour will profit any of your aims, or mine. I object, strongly, to having my time wasted in this way -- no, sir, no, I quite disagree. This is not Goofy time. I should have known better than to expect anything else out of Council dogs.
With these complaints in mind, I bid you farewell. You're free to contact me again when you are available to deal with matters seriously ... so please move away from the door. I do not care whether you wish to "never give me up" or not.
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