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Now that everyone is done LAUGHING AT ME, let's have the next round! Apps are now closed, blahblahstuff, man I'm tired.
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: Sheryl Nome
Series: Macross Frontier
Character age: 17
Canon: It’s sci-fi! It’s a musical! Iiiiiiiiiit’s Macross!
Macross Frontier is the anniversary installment of the space-opera Macross franchise, an epic story of dogfights, love, and rock ‘n’ roll. The wandering colonization fleet, Frontier, has been attacked by the alien Vajra, and must rely on its pretty-boy hero, Alto Saotome, to protect it.
Sheryl Nome, the “Galactic Fairy,” is a chart-dominating pop star from Frontier’s sister fleet who is touring on Frontier when the Vajra attack. Initially, Sheryl’s demanding decisiveness and take-charge attitude lead some characters to rant about her being, well, a bit of a bitch. However, she proves that underlying her sometimes-abrasive determination there’s a strong young woman who’s worked tirelessly to get where she is, and who’s determined to take charge of her own destiny. In private (with Alto and fledgling performer Ranka Lee), Sheryl is high energy, self-assured, and flusteringly teasing… though this personal time is always squeezed into her self-imposed grueling work schedule.
Even under alien attack, Sheryl refuses to give up on eager fans (“if it’s a pilot’s job to fly, then it’s my job to sing!”), and prolongs her stay on Frontier to raise spirits by training as a pilot herself. But hey, that sort of devotion is par for the course - just part of what makes her the Sheryl Nome!
Sample Post:
♪ Hello fresh meat, hello new guy
Here I am at Camp Fuck You Die
Lizzie Sayre says we’ve hurt her
Something ‘bout her fiancée and a murder.
Nobody knows just who did it
So we can’t leave ‘til we find out how he bit it - ♪
- no, no, that’s all wrong! “Bit it” isn’t an invitation for the tech crew to shuffle onstage! Ms. Director, what are these deadbeat amateurs doing working at my camp debut? I don’t care if they’re the finest flesh-eating monsters this area can offer… my fans expect stagehands who won’t fall apart during the opening number, and we will provide them.
Oh my, but you’re the one who’s supposed to be in charge of that sort of thing here, aren’t you, Ms. Director? After all, I chose you and your camp as a venue because of your particular reputation as one of the toughest directors in the industry. “Absolutely cut-throat,” “ruthless control over all attending,” “an experience to die for,” “enthusiastic audience participation” - with critical acclaim like that, the last you can do is keep your employees in line, isn’t it? The lake… the sky… the trees… the hills should be alive with the sound of music, not undead with groans of the hired help! Of course, there won’t be much music to listen to until the sound system is salvaged. One of your stagehands gnawed the heads off the microphones this morning, and the whole concert is in treble until someone can fix the bass.
And after that’s taken care of, we can do something about your conductor and his atrocious choreography. “Horatio Thelonious Ignacious Crustaceous Sebastian, Mood Prepared” - please, Ms. Director, surely a woman with your resources and reputation can hire someone with credentials more impressive than his name. The first thing to go is his horrendous “guest appearance” intermission. That Marcy person he called onstage to “kiss the girl” was far too tentacles-on in practices - cut her and those suckers of hers from the live performance or else. Perverts! And if I ever learn that your shambling tech crew uploaded the video of my rehearsal entanglement with those flailing appendages to the ‘net, I’ll end their careers and I’ll end them! … though I suppose I can understand if the memory of that practice keeps them awake and moaning aaaaaaaaaaaaaall night long.
What do you mean, “they can’t upload anything”? “Impenetrable barrier”? “Weren’t you paying attention to the lyrics”? Like that means anything to me! Ms. Director, have you forgotten who I am? I’m Sheryl. Sheryl Nome. And I won’t be sitting around in your bubble for long. Whether or not this place is ready for me… whether or not you can control your staff… whether or not you say no one can leave… I will sing, and I will return home!
Camp Fuck You Die, listen to my song!
Poll Vote!
Character: Alto Saotome
Series: Macross Frontier
Character Age: 17.
Canon: Macross Frontier is the epic tale of love, war, and pop music. This space opera features the fleet Macross Frontier and its inhabitant as they face against the threat of insectoid biomechanical alien, Vajra. Feeling trapped and restricted, restless Alto Saotome abandons his family heritage of kabuki theater to undertake pilot training. He is eventually chosen as a candidate for the Strategic Military Services (SMS), an organization working to eliminate the alien threat.
Alto is your typical mecha show protagonist, with a good heart, a deep sense of responsibility and justice. This is where the stereotype ends. Much to Alto's dismay, he's also extremely pretty faced and fine featured. This earns him endless teasing and pranking, initiated by his classmate Michael, and picked up by the rest of his colleague who nickname hims "Princess" for often being mistaken for a girl. Alto's look don't dampen his fiery and brash nature. Devoted and persistent, his dream to soar in the sky drives him forward to become a pilot and put his family's history behind him.
Note: EX Gear suits are wearable gliding suits used for flying purposes.
Sample Post:
If I ever get my hands who decided it was a good idea to ship me off to SMS: C.F.U.D division in a glass coffin of all things damn you, Michael, they're going to wish they'd never-- Watch the ponytail! My hair is not for pulling! It's bad enough with the crown stuck to it. And that goes for all of you, C.F.U.D division students... All seven and differently colored hairy you. Gorilla Blue, I can see the make up kit behind your back, which I advise you put away before you become Gorilla Blue and Black. The higher ups recommended this exchange course to work on my communication and people skills, and if enduring the company of some greenhorns is what it takes to make me a better pilot, then I'm willing to teach you temporarily the essence of being a pilot. Again, pulling my hair is not part of it.
Talking won't get us anywhere, so let's get down to actual training. Before trying on the EX Gears, line up in a single file as male-female-male-female-- You're mixing up the genders there! I don't care if there are more boys than girls, but you can't count me with the girls. Stop swaying your hips when I'm counting. That's kind of disturbing...
And now that you're all lined up nicely, gender notwithstanding, let me tell you what you can accomplish with some proper flight training. The main threats you'll have to protect innocent campers from may be the occasional groping tree or random homicidal wildlife; but flying isn't just a mean to those ends. It's an art form in itself. Why do we continue to live? Why do we sing? In your case, guys, why do you smell and groan? When someone is flying, it's because they're meant to.
No. You certainly don't fly because you're meant to spy over the onsen and girls' showers! You either belong up in the sky, or you don't. We have to agree on that one fact if I'm going to be your temporary exchange trainer. Now lock on those suits, stretch your legs, and start on the running exercises! You'll need to master balancing your weight before blasting off into the sky, especially with that sort of bulk. Now you off and running, which is always good. And now you're... Flying.
...Right into the barrier. I should have taught you how to land first, shouldn't I?
Poll Vote!
Character: Mink
Series: Dragon Half
Character Age: 16
Canon: By all accounts, Mink is your standard
teenage girl. She argues with her parents, enjoys hanging out with her
friends, and has a crush on a seemingly unobtainable pop singer (with
the rather unfortunate name of Dick Saucer). What makes Mink
not-so-common is the fact that while her father is human, her mother
happens to be a red dragon. Making things even more complicated? That
pop singer she's obsessed with is also a dragon slayer that has been
recently hired to kill her. As a result, Mink is determined to find
the 'People Potion' that will turn her fully human.
Prone to spazzing and letting her emotions get the best of her at
times (and perhaps just a wee bit dense), the dragon half is for the
most part a kind hearted girl with the best of intentions that just
seem to always blow up in her face. In spite of this, she is capable
of great feats of strength and bravery when things get rough. Although
she has the ability to fly and also breathe fire, the latter is more
often put to use bringing down monsters for dinner.
Sample Post:
Uwah! What is this place? Ooooh this isn't the concert at all! Why am
I always so unlucky? I can't just be lost, oh heck no! I end up in
some kind of cliché horror movie swamp with... a bunch of toucans? It
just figures! I can't even end up in a swamp that can be cliché
right. To make matters worse, they keep singing an oddly catchy song about meat pies and it's way past
lunchtime! I'd die for a meat pie right about n-- hey! Why exactly is
that so funny? Weird birds. Hn. Now I totally forgot what I was doing.
Oh right! Freaking out! Ahem.
DAMN IT! I'm going to miss Saucer's
performance and possibly be lost forever and ever until by the time I
get out I'm an old hag with wrinkles and liver spots and one of those
wooden canes and he'll be all, "Ewww, get away from me
Grandma!" and I'll be really really sad and then really really
confused because shouldn't he technically be mega old too? And...
Hey... wait! Maaaaybe I'm not late at all! Maybe I'm just really
really super early! YEAH! That's it! They just haven't had time
to set up the stage or the ticket booth or get rid of the shambling
hordes of disgusting rotting brain-hungry zombies yet! Aaah! This is
my chance to make a good impression! It'll look so totally awesome if
I help clear out the zombies ahead of time! I can just see Saucer's
gorgeous adoring gaze upon the one who so selflessly helped him! But
now's not the time for a fluffy romantic dream sequence! There's work
to do!
Hey! Zombies! Listen up! You may not know it yet, but fate has smiled
upon you! For today, you rise above your position as really icky dead
guys to serve a greater good! This is the future location of a concert
by the wonderful, charming, talented, handsome, heroi-- HEY! Are you
even listening?! Where does a zombie even get an mp3
player? Gimmie thaaaaat! Huh? It's... filled with nothing but
smooth jazz?! 'Songs to Consume Gray Matter By'. Huh. That's a bit
surprising. I always thought of zombies as more a heavy metal kind of
-- EEP! Hey! Watch what's left of your hands, pervert! Just because a
girl dresses a little sparingly doesn't mean you can touch whatever
you want! Hmph. Clearly, I'm going to have to resort to much more
desperate measures if I want to accomplish my lofty goal! Now, I
didn't want to have to use my fire breath, but you guys have forced my
hand. Here goes!
H-hey! Don't ROAST MARSHMALLOWS WITH IT! Oh, you guys are jerks.
Poll Vote!
Character: Cordelia Chase
Series: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel
Character Age: 18-19 (right before season 1 of Angel)
Canon: In the world of Buffy, where a chosen girl and her friends fight against vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness, there comes Cordelia Chase to act as a healthy dose of...well, insanity. Rich, popular, and beautiful, Cordy was the queen of Sunnydale High, who didn’t hesitate to tell you exactly how much of a loser you were compared to her. But following her family’s bankruptcy for failing to pay their taxes, Cordy has moved from the Hellmouth to L.A. to begin a career as an actress, and she’s learning that sometimes things don’t turn out the way you want, especially when you’re no longer the richest girl in town.
Cordelia says exactly what’s on her mind, without any regard for who she’s probably insulting. Things revolve around her, to the point where sometimes she gets caught up on the little details, and it takes her a while to realize something bigger is happening - like another apocalypse or her being in mortal danger. Despite being academically intelligent, she also has her moments of extreme air-headedness. Her bluntness and lack of hesitation in going after everything she wants makes Cordelia come across as a bitch. However, her loss of status and feelings of isolation in her new home have humbled her. Thing’s aren’t going quite as good as she anticipated, but that still doesn’t mean this girl is going to back down from the challenge.
Sample Post:
An evil summer camp? Come on. That was so Friday the 13th. And they’ve already made what, five of those. Plus that one in space. Why don’t you go get some new material pal? Because it’s getting old, not to mention obvious. You know you suck when it doesn’t even take a girl two steps to figure out this was all a trap. If the trained gorillas and sudden lack of pavement didn’t give me a clue, that sign saying ‘It’s a Trap!’ sure did. I’m sure you thought that saying it’s a trap up front would have thrown me off. Well the joke’s on you. Take your reverse psychology somewhere else, bub. Because this girl sure doesn’t need a sign to know I wouldn’t be caught dead here.
Argh! You know what? I have had it up to here, and I mean here, with this. I mean, what. Do I have some kind of ‘I lived on the Hellmouth’ sign on my back? Look, whoever you are, do you think I would ask to grow up in Freaksville with some crazy gross monster attacking every five minutes? And just because I did doesn’t mean I want every creepy crawly in this place coming out of the woodwork to whisk me off. First off, that purple? On the gorillas? It’s not scary, it’s tacky. And I don’t do tacky. I’m an actress. And you...you...
...you know what else I don’t do? Scared. Yeah. I’m not...scared at all about suddenly winding up in God knows where and possibly being maimed and killed horribly by some unknown tacky-colored creature and oh God oh God oh God I’m gonna die and....and...no.
No. You know what? NO. I will not be scared. I believe in myself. I am my own person. I am...I’m late for my audition, behind on rent, and not wearing an outfit meant for trekking in the mud in.
Damn right I’m not scared, I’m pissed.
Hey. Hey! Is anyone listening to me? If you have the dough to pull off this kidnapping teleportation stunt, then you can buy me a new pair of pumps! Do you think shoes grow on trees or something? Oh, wait, sure they do. I forgot, I’m lost in Crazytown. And next someone will be telling me that things like underwear and Gucci purses and food do too. Well, while you’re stuck here in the happy land where everything just pops out of the ground, I’d like my ticket back to reality, thanks. I refuse to be kidnapped by someone who’s obviously completely incompetent. There is no way this place is going to trap any innocents in your evil, tacky clutches. I mean, please. Just take a look at it! It’s muddy, falling apart, and only has one store. And then there’s those zombies.
Honestly! Who would be dumb enough to get stuck in a dump like this?
Poll Vote!
Character name: Yuuki Cross
Series: Vampire Knight
Age: 16
Canon: Welcome to Cross Academy, where vampires prowl the campus as gorgeous students of the Night Class, their identity unbeknownst to the admiring fangirls (and boys) of the Day Class. But someone has to be there to keep the peace as well as the secrets of the Night Class; thus, the Chairman placed his two adoptive children as members of the disciplinary committee and Guardians of the academy. Together, they quite literally take the bite of crime. . . when they aren't beating back a stalker or two.
Yuuki Cross, the female half of the pair, lost all her memories prior to age five when she was attacked by one vampire only to be saved by another: Kaname Kuran, the future President of the Night Class. Ten years later, despite the past trauma, Yuuki is usually an optimistic, cheerful girl who is energetic, easily flustered and given to girlish outbursts. If occasionally naïve, she does put her heart into everything that she does. Especially in her role as a guardian: with utmost faith in the possibility of peace between vampires and humans thanks to her respect for and crush on Kaname, she takes the job on very seriously to keep both sides from acting out. She's also quite self-sacrificing, even allowing her partner-turned-vampire, Zero, to drink from her to slow his descent into insanity.
NOTE: Yuuki is taken from prior to Ch. 30.
Sample Post:
Aaah, I stepped on something again! I know that the existence of this place was supposed to be kept in the dark, but i-isn't this a little too much? Kind of creepy. . . but this is no time to be a coward, Yuuki! It's not everyday that the one of the Chairman's old friends asks for help in her new project! Madame Sayre must be a very kind person, to start an entire camp for the Committee for the Furtherment of Unappreciated Denizens; it sounds like a wonderful opportunity. Human campers getting up close and personal with the locals, finding out that they have the same feelings that we do. . . it's a real chance to reach out and touch each other, isn't it? Whether it's humans and zombies, or humans and vampires, I know that everyone can get along if they could just understand each other better. -N-not that vampires actually exist! Er, um, so if there's anything that I can do, I'll be right on it! I'm ready to go!
Attention, everyone! Sorry for the delay! My name is Yuuki Cross and I'll be the supervising prefect for the Housing for Undernourished and Newly Galvanized Rural Youth Event as part of the C.F.U.D. Initiative! One of them, anyway. My partner couldn't make it the useless jerk but I assure you that I have experience as an official member of Cross Academy's disciplinary committee! So listen up, okay? If everyone gives their cooperation today and it goes smoothly, then we can try this again in the future. But first things first! I have some rules to lay down before we get started, so please, if I could have everyone's attention! All eyes on me! Rule Number One is-
Kyaaah! N-new Rule Number One! Laying eyes on the supervising prefect is strictly forbidden! So if I could ask you to take those back. . . y-yes, that's much better, thank you. It's not against regulations to keep an eye out, but they really have to stay in one place from now on. If I have to catch someone's eye again, then I'll have to confiscate it at once. And you won't be able to see it until after the event is over! Which brings me to Rule Number Two: all items that you want to bring into this event have to be checked first before you're allowed inside the main camp. We have to keep tabs on what's coming in, you know? So please, if you think something may be fishy? Consider leaving it at the gate, or you might find yourself in hot water. Are there any questions? Okay! Remember to stay in the lines, and we can get this moving! Thank you for your patience!
. . . YOU! Stop right there! Where do you think you're going? Don't think that you can get past inspection just because you're in a van! Unmarked vehicles like yours are prohibited on camp property without prior approval. Unless you give me your name or some proof of identification, then as the prefect I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to leave immediately! It can be anything official, like a driver's license, a permit, a license plate-oh, you've got the last one? Can you show me so I can see if it's on my list? Let's see. . . I'm sorry, sir, but the license plate "B1T3M3" wasn't registered for this event at all. If you still want to get through, you'll have to fill out the required paperwork at the front desk. But I'll have to come inside the vehicle first to do one last check, alright?
Ah? You're fine with that? That's great-I'm so glad we could come to an understanding!
Poll Vote!
Character: Kharg
Series: Arc the Lad: Twilight of the Spirits
Character Age: 17
Canon: Arc the Lad: Twilight of the Spirits is your seemingly typical RPG. You have your hero, your party, and your basic I MUST SAVE THE WORLD!1 scheme. Only here, we have a plot twist as you decide to save the world for either Humankind or Deimos; 'evolved' monsters of many forms and personalities. As you might expect, these two species ain't exactly buddy buddy. The twins Kharg and Darc are the sons of a forbidden union between a human woman and a Deimos, and each is trying to save the world in their own very special way.
While Darc got the emo backstory, Kharg was raised as a young Lord by his human mother without any knowledge of his father or past. He's courageous, kind-hearted, and one really pushy Jesus. He's also pretty topped by children and can be trusting to a 'dammit jesus leader this is gonna get us KILLED' fault. Everything you'd expect in a hero! He believes in JUSTICE with every fiber of his being. . .well, justice for human beings anyway. This is a man willing to forgive an EVIL DICTATOR for destroying an entire country just because he too suffered due to the Deimos. In Kharg's opinion, Deimos are simply overgrown monsters that happen to be capable of speech. And golly gee if they have to die in order to save humanity, it's stabbinating time :) Even still, Kharg will try to avoid confrontations when he can, but sometimes a sword speaks much, much louder than words.
Sample Post:
Citizens of the Republic of Seefudye! I am Kharg, Commander of the Nidellia Defense Corps, and I have come to liberate you all! From what?! The Deimos infestation, of course! For too long have you all been subjected to these inhumane conditions! While you're forced to choke down Tuesday's concoctions, the Gorylla overlords take their pick of the ripest fruits! As campers scrounge for change to operate ancient washing machinery, monstrous living trees horde your under garments! This is no way to live and I will change it. Justice will prevail!
...Hey, I heard that snickering! Have those filthy Deimos really diminished all your hope? You mustn't give up yet! The Kuponians may hold your lives in their fuzzy dangling balls, but only you control your destiny. Why live in fear of dying and letting those demented bears toy with your souls as if human lives had no real value, free to manipulate at their will? Reclaim what is rightfully yours! We can take back this land and make it a safer camp for all humankind. We'll take back the forests, the lakeshore, the hot springs! No longer will your eyes be scarred by those pruned tusked beasts. Damn those uncivilized bastards, they don't even have the decency to wear towels!
If everyone works together, we can pave way for a bright and shining future, I know we can! As for the Director. . .I believe we can save her too. Like all of you, she's just another victim of the Deimos. She may be a shut in, she may be a little crazy, and she may control two extremely annoying loud speakers, but in the end, she's still human. I know we can come to a compromise. Once we've united with her, we can join forces with out allies in the neighboring country of Canada as well! I'm sure they'd love a hand in driving out those murderous Mooseheads as well.
Now, come my comrades! Revolution starts with the slaying of the most terrible of Deimos. . .the Kraken Marcy! Don't you worry, I've stocked up on plenty Raëp Repel, so we'll all be fine. Now's not the time to be laughing in despair! Prepare yourself, monster, humanity is coming for you!
Let's go! A tentacle is waiting for each of us!!
Poll Vote!
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: Sheryl Nome
Series: Macross Frontier
Character age: 17
Canon: It’s sci-fi! It’s a musical! Iiiiiiiiiit’s Macross!
Macross Frontier is the anniversary installment of the space-opera Macross franchise, an epic story of dogfights, love, and rock ‘n’ roll. The wandering colonization fleet, Frontier, has been attacked by the alien Vajra, and must rely on its pretty-boy hero, Alto Saotome, to protect it.
Sheryl Nome, the “Galactic Fairy,” is a chart-dominating pop star from Frontier’s sister fleet who is touring on Frontier when the Vajra attack. Initially, Sheryl’s demanding decisiveness and take-charge attitude lead some characters to rant about her being, well, a bit of a bitch. However, she proves that underlying her sometimes-abrasive determination there’s a strong young woman who’s worked tirelessly to get where she is, and who’s determined to take charge of her own destiny. In private (with Alto and fledgling performer Ranka Lee), Sheryl is high energy, self-assured, and flusteringly teasing… though this personal time is always squeezed into her self-imposed grueling work schedule.
Even under alien attack, Sheryl refuses to give up on eager fans (“if it’s a pilot’s job to fly, then it’s my job to sing!”), and prolongs her stay on Frontier to raise spirits by training as a pilot herself. But hey, that sort of devotion is par for the course - just part of what makes her the Sheryl Nome!
Sample Post:
♪ Hello fresh meat, hello new guy
Here I am at Camp Fuck You Die
Lizzie Sayre says we’ve hurt her
Something ‘bout her fiancée and a murder.
Nobody knows just who did it
So we can’t leave ‘til we find out how he bit it - ♪
- no, no, that’s all wrong! “Bit it” isn’t an invitation for the tech crew to shuffle onstage! Ms. Director, what are these deadbeat amateurs doing working at my camp debut? I don’t care if they’re the finest flesh-eating monsters this area can offer… my fans expect stagehands who won’t fall apart during the opening number, and we will provide them.
Oh my, but you’re the one who’s supposed to be in charge of that sort of thing here, aren’t you, Ms. Director? After all, I chose you and your camp as a venue because of your particular reputation as one of the toughest directors in the industry. “Absolutely cut-throat,” “ruthless control over all attending,” “an experience to die for,” “enthusiastic audience participation” - with critical acclaim like that, the last you can do is keep your employees in line, isn’t it? The lake… the sky… the trees… the hills should be alive with the sound of music, not undead with groans of the hired help! Of course, there won’t be much music to listen to until the sound system is salvaged. One of your stagehands gnawed the heads off the microphones this morning, and the whole concert is in treble until someone can fix the bass.
And after that’s taken care of, we can do something about your conductor and his atrocious choreography. “Horatio Thelonious Ignacious Crustaceous Sebastian, Mood Prepared” - please, Ms. Director, surely a woman with your resources and reputation can hire someone with credentials more impressive than his name. The first thing to go is his horrendous “guest appearance” intermission. That Marcy person he called onstage to “kiss the girl” was far too tentacles-on in practices - cut her and those suckers of hers from the live performance or else. Perverts! And if I ever learn that your shambling tech crew uploaded the video of my rehearsal entanglement with those flailing appendages to the ‘net, I’ll end their careers and I’ll end them! … though I suppose I can understand if the memory of that practice keeps them awake and moaning aaaaaaaaaaaaaall night long.
What do you mean, “they can’t upload anything”? “Impenetrable barrier”? “Weren’t you paying attention to the lyrics”? Like that means anything to me! Ms. Director, have you forgotten who I am? I’m Sheryl. Sheryl Nome. And I won’t be sitting around in your bubble for long. Whether or not this place is ready for me… whether or not you can control your staff… whether or not you say no one can leave… I will sing, and I will return home!
Camp Fuck You Die, listen to my song!
Poll Vote!
Character: Alto Saotome
Series: Macross Frontier
Character Age: 17.
Canon: Macross Frontier is the epic tale of love, war, and pop music. This space opera features the fleet Macross Frontier and its inhabitant as they face against the threat of insectoid biomechanical alien, Vajra. Feeling trapped and restricted, restless Alto Saotome abandons his family heritage of kabuki theater to undertake pilot training. He is eventually chosen as a candidate for the Strategic Military Services (SMS), an organization working to eliminate the alien threat.
Alto is your typical mecha show protagonist, with a good heart, a deep sense of responsibility and justice. This is where the stereotype ends. Much to Alto's dismay, he's also extremely pretty faced and fine featured. This earns him endless teasing and pranking, initiated by his classmate Michael, and picked up by the rest of his colleague who nickname hims "Princess" for often being mistaken for a girl. Alto's look don't dampen his fiery and brash nature. Devoted and persistent, his dream to soar in the sky drives him forward to become a pilot and put his family's history behind him.
Note: EX Gear suits are wearable gliding suits used for flying purposes.
Sample Post:
If I ever get my hands who decided it was a good idea to ship me off to SMS: C.F.U.D division in a glass coffin of all things damn you, Michael, they're going to wish they'd never-- Watch the ponytail! My hair is not for pulling! It's bad enough with the crown stuck to it. And that goes for all of you, C.F.U.D division students... All seven and differently colored hairy you. Gorilla Blue, I can see the make up kit behind your back, which I advise you put away before you become Gorilla Blue and Black. The higher ups recommended this exchange course to work on my communication and people skills, and if enduring the company of some greenhorns is what it takes to make me a better pilot, then I'm willing to teach you temporarily the essence of being a pilot. Again, pulling my hair is not part of it.
Talking won't get us anywhere, so let's get down to actual training. Before trying on the EX Gears, line up in a single file as male-female-male-female-- You're mixing up the genders there! I don't care if there are more boys than girls, but you can't count me with the girls. Stop swaying your hips when I'm counting. That's kind of disturbing...
And now that you're all lined up nicely, gender notwithstanding, let me tell you what you can accomplish with some proper flight training. The main threats you'll have to protect innocent campers from may be the occasional groping tree or random homicidal wildlife; but flying isn't just a mean to those ends. It's an art form in itself. Why do we continue to live? Why do we sing? In your case, guys, why do you smell and groan? When someone is flying, it's because they're meant to.
No. You certainly don't fly because you're meant to spy over the onsen and girls' showers! You either belong up in the sky, or you don't. We have to agree on that one fact if I'm going to be your temporary exchange trainer. Now lock on those suits, stretch your legs, and start on the running exercises! You'll need to master balancing your weight before blasting off into the sky, especially with that sort of bulk. Now you off and running, which is always good. And now you're... Flying.
...Right into the barrier. I should have taught you how to land first, shouldn't I?
Poll Vote!
Character: Mink
Series: Dragon Half
Character Age: 16
Canon: By all accounts, Mink is your standard
teenage girl. She argues with her parents, enjoys hanging out with her
friends, and has a crush on a seemingly unobtainable pop singer (with
the rather unfortunate name of Dick Saucer). What makes Mink
not-so-common is the fact that while her father is human, her mother
happens to be a red dragon. Making things even more complicated? That
pop singer she's obsessed with is also a dragon slayer that has been
recently hired to kill her. As a result, Mink is determined to find
the 'People Potion' that will turn her fully human.
Prone to spazzing and letting her emotions get the best of her at
times (and perhaps just a wee bit dense), the dragon half is for the
most part a kind hearted girl with the best of intentions that just
seem to always blow up in her face. In spite of this, she is capable
of great feats of strength and bravery when things get rough. Although
she has the ability to fly and also breathe fire, the latter is more
often put to use bringing down monsters for dinner.
Sample Post:
Uwah! What is this place? Ooooh this isn't the concert at all! Why am
I always so unlucky? I can't just be lost, oh heck no! I end up in
some kind of cliché horror movie swamp with... a bunch of toucans? It
just figures! I can't even end up in a swamp that can be cliché
right. To make matters worse, they keep singing an oddly catchy song about meat pies and it's way past
lunchtime! I'd die for a meat pie right about n-- hey! Why exactly is
that so funny? Weird birds. Hn. Now I totally forgot what I was doing.
Oh right! Freaking out! Ahem.
DAMN IT! I'm going to miss Saucer's
performance and possibly be lost forever and ever until by the time I
get out I'm an old hag with wrinkles and liver spots and one of those
wooden canes and he'll be all, "Ewww, get away from me
Grandma!" and I'll be really really sad and then really really
confused because shouldn't he technically be mega old too? And...
Hey... wait! Maaaaybe I'm not late at all! Maybe I'm just really
really super early! YEAH! That's it! They just haven't had time
to set up the stage or the ticket booth or get rid of the shambling
hordes of disgusting rotting brain-hungry zombies yet! Aaah! This is
my chance to make a good impression! It'll look so totally awesome if
I help clear out the zombies ahead of time! I can just see Saucer's
gorgeous adoring gaze upon the one who so selflessly helped him! But
now's not the time for a fluffy romantic dream sequence! There's work
to do!
Hey! Zombies! Listen up! You may not know it yet, but fate has smiled
upon you! For today, you rise above your position as really icky dead
guys to serve a greater good! This is the future location of a concert
by the wonderful, charming, talented, handsome, heroi-- HEY! Are you
even listening?! Where does a zombie even get an mp3
player? Gimmie thaaaaat! Huh? It's... filled with nothing but
smooth jazz?! 'Songs to Consume Gray Matter By'. Huh. That's a bit
surprising. I always thought of zombies as more a heavy metal kind of
-- EEP! Hey! Watch what's left of your hands, pervert! Just because a
girl dresses a little sparingly doesn't mean you can touch whatever
you want! Hmph. Clearly, I'm going to have to resort to much more
desperate measures if I want to accomplish my lofty goal! Now, I
didn't want to have to use my fire breath, but you guys have forced my
hand. Here goes!
H-hey! Don't ROAST MARSHMALLOWS WITH IT! Oh, you guys are jerks.
Poll Vote!
Character: Cordelia Chase
Series: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel
Character Age: 18-19 (right before season 1 of Angel)
Canon: In the world of Buffy, where a chosen girl and her friends fight against vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness, there comes Cordelia Chase to act as a healthy dose of...well, insanity. Rich, popular, and beautiful, Cordy was the queen of Sunnydale High, who didn’t hesitate to tell you exactly how much of a loser you were compared to her. But following her family’s bankruptcy for failing to pay their taxes, Cordy has moved from the Hellmouth to L.A. to begin a career as an actress, and she’s learning that sometimes things don’t turn out the way you want, especially when you’re no longer the richest girl in town.
Cordelia says exactly what’s on her mind, without any regard for who she’s probably insulting. Things revolve around her, to the point where sometimes she gets caught up on the little details, and it takes her a while to realize something bigger is happening - like another apocalypse or her being in mortal danger. Despite being academically intelligent, she also has her moments of extreme air-headedness. Her bluntness and lack of hesitation in going after everything she wants makes Cordelia come across as a bitch. However, her loss of status and feelings of isolation in her new home have humbled her. Thing’s aren’t going quite as good as she anticipated, but that still doesn’t mean this girl is going to back down from the challenge.
Sample Post:
An evil summer camp? Come on. That was so Friday the 13th. And they’ve already made what, five of those. Plus that one in space. Why don’t you go get some new material pal? Because it’s getting old, not to mention obvious. You know you suck when it doesn’t even take a girl two steps to figure out this was all a trap. If the trained gorillas and sudden lack of pavement didn’t give me a clue, that sign saying ‘It’s a Trap!’ sure did. I’m sure you thought that saying it’s a trap up front would have thrown me off. Well the joke’s on you. Take your reverse psychology somewhere else, bub. Because this girl sure doesn’t need a sign to know I wouldn’t be caught dead here.
Argh! You know what? I have had it up to here, and I mean here, with this. I mean, what. Do I have some kind of ‘I lived on the Hellmouth’ sign on my back? Look, whoever you are, do you think I would ask to grow up in Freaksville with some crazy gross monster attacking every five minutes? And just because I did doesn’t mean I want every creepy crawly in this place coming out of the woodwork to whisk me off. First off, that purple? On the gorillas? It’s not scary, it’s tacky. And I don’t do tacky. I’m an actress. And you...you...
...you know what else I don’t do? Scared. Yeah. I’m not...scared at all about suddenly winding up in God knows where and possibly being maimed and killed horribly by some unknown tacky-colored creature and oh God oh God oh God I’m gonna die and....and...no.
No. You know what? NO. I will not be scared. I believe in myself. I am my own person. I am...I’m late for my audition, behind on rent, and not wearing an outfit meant for trekking in the mud in.
Damn right I’m not scared, I’m pissed.
Hey. Hey! Is anyone listening to me? If you have the dough to pull off this kidnapping teleportation stunt, then you can buy me a new pair of pumps! Do you think shoes grow on trees or something? Oh, wait, sure they do. I forgot, I’m lost in Crazytown. And next someone will be telling me that things like underwear and Gucci purses and food do too. Well, while you’re stuck here in the happy land where everything just pops out of the ground, I’d like my ticket back to reality, thanks. I refuse to be kidnapped by someone who’s obviously completely incompetent. There is no way this place is going to trap any innocents in your evil, tacky clutches. I mean, please. Just take a look at it! It’s muddy, falling apart, and only has one store. And then there’s those zombies.
Honestly! Who would be dumb enough to get stuck in a dump like this?
Poll Vote!
Character name: Yuuki Cross
Series: Vampire Knight
Age: 16
Canon: Welcome to Cross Academy, where vampires prowl the campus as gorgeous students of the Night Class, their identity unbeknownst to the admiring fangirls (and boys) of the Day Class. But someone has to be there to keep the peace as well as the secrets of the Night Class; thus, the Chairman placed his two adoptive children as members of the disciplinary committee and Guardians of the academy. Together, they quite literally take the bite of crime. . . when they aren't beating back a stalker or two.
Yuuki Cross, the female half of the pair, lost all her memories prior to age five when she was attacked by one vampire only to be saved by another: Kaname Kuran, the future President of the Night Class. Ten years later, despite the past trauma, Yuuki is usually an optimistic, cheerful girl who is energetic, easily flustered and given to girlish outbursts. If occasionally naïve, she does put her heart into everything that she does. Especially in her role as a guardian: with utmost faith in the possibility of peace between vampires and humans thanks to her respect for and crush on Kaname, she takes the job on very seriously to keep both sides from acting out. She's also quite self-sacrificing, even allowing her partner-turned-vampire, Zero, to drink from her to slow his descent into insanity.
NOTE: Yuuki is taken from prior to Ch. 30.
Sample Post:
Aaah, I stepped on something again! I know that the existence of this place was supposed to be kept in the dark, but i-isn't this a little too much? Kind of creepy. . . but this is no time to be a coward, Yuuki! It's not everyday that the one of the Chairman's old friends asks for help in her new project! Madame Sayre must be a very kind person, to start an entire camp for the Committee for the Furtherment of Unappreciated Denizens; it sounds like a wonderful opportunity. Human campers getting up close and personal with the locals, finding out that they have the same feelings that we do. . . it's a real chance to reach out and touch each other, isn't it? Whether it's humans and zombies, or humans and vampires, I know that everyone can get along if they could just understand each other better. -N-not that vampires actually exist! Er, um, so if there's anything that I can do, I'll be right on it! I'm ready to go!
Attention, everyone! Sorry for the delay! My name is Yuuki Cross and I'll be the supervising prefect for the Housing for Undernourished and Newly Galvanized Rural Youth Event as part of the C.F.U.D. Initiative! One of them, anyway. My partner couldn't make it the useless jerk but I assure you that I have experience as an official member of Cross Academy's disciplinary committee! So listen up, okay? If everyone gives their cooperation today and it goes smoothly, then we can try this again in the future. But first things first! I have some rules to lay down before we get started, so please, if I could have everyone's attention! All eyes on me! Rule Number One is-
Kyaaah! N-new Rule Number One! Laying eyes on the supervising prefect is strictly forbidden! So if I could ask you to take those back. . . y-yes, that's much better, thank you. It's not against regulations to keep an eye out, but they really have to stay in one place from now on. If I have to catch someone's eye again, then I'll have to confiscate it at once. And you won't be able to see it until after the event is over! Which brings me to Rule Number Two: all items that you want to bring into this event have to be checked first before you're allowed inside the main camp. We have to keep tabs on what's coming in, you know? So please, if you think something may be fishy? Consider leaving it at the gate, or you might find yourself in hot water. Are there any questions? Okay! Remember to stay in the lines, and we can get this moving! Thank you for your patience!
. . . YOU! Stop right there! Where do you think you're going? Don't think that you can get past inspection just because you're in a van! Unmarked vehicles like yours are prohibited on camp property without prior approval. Unless you give me your name or some proof of identification, then as the prefect I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to leave immediately! It can be anything official, like a driver's license, a permit, a license plate-oh, you've got the last one? Can you show me so I can see if it's on my list? Let's see. . . I'm sorry, sir, but the license plate "B1T3M3" wasn't registered for this event at all. If you still want to get through, you'll have to fill out the required paperwork at the front desk. But I'll have to come inside the vehicle first to do one last check, alright?
Ah? You're fine with that? That's great-I'm so glad we could come to an understanding!
Poll Vote!
Character: Kharg
Series: Arc the Lad: Twilight of the Spirits
Character Age: 17
Canon: Arc the Lad: Twilight of the Spirits is your seemingly typical RPG. You have your hero, your party, and your basic I MUST SAVE THE WORLD!1 scheme. Only here, we have a plot twist as you decide to save the world for either Humankind or Deimos; 'evolved' monsters of many forms and personalities. As you might expect, these two species ain't exactly buddy buddy. The twins Kharg and Darc are the sons of a forbidden union between a human woman and a Deimos, and each is trying to save the world in their own very special way.
While Darc got the emo backstory, Kharg was raised as a young Lord by his human mother without any knowledge of his father or past. He's courageous, kind-hearted, and one really pushy Jesus. He's also pretty topped by children and can be trusting to a 'dammit jesus leader this is gonna get us KILLED' fault. Everything you'd expect in a hero! He believes in JUSTICE with every fiber of his being. . .well, justice for human beings anyway. This is a man willing to forgive an EVIL DICTATOR for destroying an entire country just because he too suffered due to the Deimos. In Kharg's opinion, Deimos are simply overgrown monsters that happen to be capable of speech. And golly gee if they have to die in order to save humanity, it's stabbinating time :) Even still, Kharg will try to avoid confrontations when he can, but sometimes a sword speaks much, much louder than words.
Sample Post:
Citizens of the Republic of Seefudye! I am Kharg, Commander of the Nidellia Defense Corps, and I have come to liberate you all! From what?! The Deimos infestation, of course! For too long have you all been subjected to these inhumane conditions! While you're forced to choke down Tuesday's concoctions, the Gorylla overlords take their pick of the ripest fruits! As campers scrounge for change to operate ancient washing machinery, monstrous living trees horde your under garments! This is no way to live and I will change it. Justice will prevail!
...Hey, I heard that snickering! Have those filthy Deimos really diminished all your hope? You mustn't give up yet! The Kuponians may hold your lives in their fuzzy dangling balls, but only you control your destiny. Why live in fear of dying and letting those demented bears toy with your souls as if human lives had no real value, free to manipulate at their will? Reclaim what is rightfully yours! We can take back this land and make it a safer camp for all humankind. We'll take back the forests, the lakeshore, the hot springs! No longer will your eyes be scarred by those pruned tusked beasts. Damn those uncivilized bastards, they don't even have the decency to wear towels!
If everyone works together, we can pave way for a bright and shining future, I know we can! As for the Director. . .I believe we can save her too. Like all of you, she's just another victim of the Deimos. She may be a shut in, she may be a little crazy, and she may control two extremely annoying loud speakers, but in the end, she's still human. I know we can come to a compromise. Once we've united with her, we can join forces with out allies in the neighboring country of Canada as well! I'm sure they'd love a hand in driving out those murderous Mooseheads as well.
Now, come my comrades! Revolution starts with the slaying of the most terrible of Deimos. . .the Kraken Marcy! Don't you worry, I've stocked up on plenty Raëp Repel, so we'll all be fine. Now's not the time to be laughing in despair! Prepare yourself, monster, humanity is coming for you!
Let's go! A tentacle is waiting for each of us!!
Poll Vote!