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Have another round before I finally go to bed~
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Character name: Hercules
Series: Disney's Hercules
Age: 18
Canon: Hercules. Fabled hero. Man whose deeds became legend. Unbelievable dork.
The son of Zeus and Hera, king and queen of the gods, little Hercules was born a god himself, but thanks to some underhanded dealings from Zeus' eeeeeeeevil brother Hades, he became mortal and grew up thinking he was just another crazy-powerful clumsy teenage son of humble peasants. After finding out his real father was the king of the gods, young Herc set out on his journey to become a true hero, helped and sometimes hindered by his trainer, the satyr Philoctetes. And that's where our story really begins.
Herc's a Disney hero: kind, honest, noble, friendly, brave, hopeful, determined, a little naive, and above all else, good. He's the kind of guy who rescues damsels in distress, has his teeth glint when he smiles, fights off monsters without number, and has his very own action figure. No, really. He might not be a true hero yet, but Hercules is determined to make daddy proud, become a hero, go the distance and rejoin the gods - he just has to work out that it's not about fame and fortune, it's about something that comes from deep inside. Oh, Disney.
Sample Entry: 'Scuse me. Um - greetings, citizens of Fukyodi. I'm Hercules, and I - well, I got your scroll. About needing a hero? The list of tasks? I guess it must have been a mass mail-out, but sometimes it's really hard to find a hero, especially when you've got all those stipulations about what you need. Strong and fast, larger than life and coming fast, that's pretty standard, but not everyone can afford a fiery steed. Phil says they keep setting their stables alight and it gets really expensive. Not to mention grooming them. You'd have to be a man of steel or something to avoid getting burned - so I don't have one of those, but I've got Pegasus. He's a flying horse, and they're pretty rare. I thought maybe that was close enough.
And I happen to be a very nearly famous hero, so I thought I'd come and help you out. It's just...normally people want heroes to do things like slay monsters, rescue kids trapped down wells, fight the forces of evil...you know. Not herd kittens. Not that I can't do it! I can do it. Herding cats? Easy. It just...doesn't seem really...heroic. I thought it would be more like, well, rescuing a damsel in di -
Like that, see? There's a damsel in distress right over there! Excuse me, miss! Miss! It looks like you're being manhandled by a minion of the forces of darkness. Would you like help? ...I sound like a talking paperclip? I don't know about that - here, let me - ahem - unhand her, vile monstrosity, or face the mighty sword of Hercules! That always works. See? He's gone. Yeah, I'm Hercules. Your rescuer. My sword? ...uh, it's...about twelve inches long. No one's ever asked me about the size of my sword before. It's too big? I thought most swords were much bigger. But it's not about the size of the sword, you know, it's how you use it! Wait, don't run away, I'm not going to hurt you - Um, it was nice to meet you anyway, miss. Tell everyone you were rescued by Hercules!
Sorry about that. Damsel in distress, you know. You're writing up some more tasks for me? I guess the more I do, the sooner I become a true hero...all right, show me what you've got! ...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pull that hard - are you all right? Here, let me put your arm...back...um, I'm really sorry. Really. Guess I don't know my own strength. Are you a god? Because I'm pretty sure people aren't meant to go back together that fast. Ahehehe...hehe...maybe if you just put the scroll down over here and I pick it up...
Now this is more like it. Steal the Fotos of Nekiday from the Ferocious, Many-Headed Otaku. Voyage into the Pitch Black Caves of Despair and bring back the Skin of a Grue. ...save the fair damsel Marcy from being sacrificed to the terrible monster in the lake! Citizens of Fukyodi, don't worry - you'll never have to give another maiden to the lake monster. I'll rescue Marcy and save countless generations of maidens!
No, no, no need to thank me. Helping beautiful ladies is just part of my job. Leave it to me - I'm a professional.
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Character: Makino Tsukushi
Series: Hana Yori Dango (Jdrama)
Age: 17
Canon: Makino Tsukushi is the lone "commoner" in the prestigious and exclusive Eitoku Gakuen that is ruled by the Flower 4 or F4, which consists of a group of boys from some of the most powerful families in Japan. When someone gets on the bad side of the F4, they are tagged with a "red notice" that directs the student population to resort to any means of bullying to drive their target out of the school. However, when Tsukushi is subjected to this treatment after defending her only friend at school, she stands her ground and FIGHTS BACK!!11!, giving feared F4 leader Domyoji Tsukasa a right hook to the face and a declaration of war. Stunned by this act of defiance, Domyoji and the other members of the F4 start to take an interest in Tsukushi. Shoujo harem antics ensue.
Spirited and headstrong, Tsukushi is a plain girl often referring to herself as a "tough weed" and is regarded as such by her wealthy classmates. In return, she is disenchanted by the elitist attitudes of the rich and is very often exasperated with their obsession over luxury items. She's too spunky and outspoken to fit and she knows it, but she continues her daily battles at Eitoku because Tsukushi is definitely not one to back down from a fight. Although she is fairly rational and friendly by nature, it doesn't take much to get her aggressive side fired up either. She's just as likely to gently talk you down from a ledge as she is to verbally bitchslapping some common sense into you about getting off that ledge NOW, ARE YOU TRYING TO SCAR ME FOR LIFE?! She has no qualms about speaking her mind and will gladly deliver a punch to the face if that's what the situation calls for. Underneath this tough exterior though, Tsukushi is a caring, and fiercely loyal individual who will do all she can to help out her loved ones. Still, being fully aware just how rough around the edges she is, no one is more surprised than her when Domyoji declares her his "fated girl", complete with topping rights.
Sample Post:
Only Domyoji would send someone to a place called "Camp for Financially Unstable Dimwits" and expect them to be grateful about it. And leaving a note saying, "If you don't use this ticket to join the Great Myself during this training period at a commoner camp, I'll really kill you" is something only he would think is a suitable explanation! To even have a horde of his bodyguards dress up in purple gorilla suits AND forcibly drag me away... I mean what is that idiot's idea of a commoner camp anyway?!! Not even a poor person would enjoy swimming in a lake full of toxic waste, and I don't know any normal people who use showers that spray out blood! I know that hot-headed guy is trying his best to learn about the commoner lifestyle, but it's like he picked this place after watching a horror movie! I'm almost expecting Jason to come around the corner with his hockey mask and axe... n-not that I'm scared. After all, I'm the tough weed Tsukushi who can withstand anythi-- aaah! Where did you all... stop spraying me with that weed killer! Using this kind of hazing tactic, you must be a bunch of rich kids sent here to learn about how poor people live as well, right? All that moaning and groaning... show a little respect, will you?
Alright, everyone gather 'round! Let me tell you how a real commoner lives since I have a feeling your interpretations are skewed... First of all, we're definitely not so poor that we can't afford to buy a rope or rack to hang our laundry on! I know what you millionaires think about our manners, but even we wouldn't hang all our underwear on a tree for everyone to see! Secondly... why are you all covered in brownish-green muck and so skinny that I can see your rib cages?! These people running the camp, they didn't go so far as to replicate the food situation of a poor family, did they? Isn't this a little too exaggerated? Oh, I see. You think you can treat this one-of-a-kind learning experience as if it's a cheap spa, huh? Walking around and flaunting your mud skin-treatment and seaweed wraps and using this camp as an excuse to starve yourselves to meet your weight-loss goal, don't make me laugh! Do you know what's more important than all that? Hey, answer seriously you little punks! Saying "braaaaaiiiins" like you couldn't care less, are you trying to pick a fight?
... okay look, we've clearly started out on the wrong foot. Camp should be about having fun, making friends, and working together! I know that last part's probably a big stretch for you guys, but suck it up. You're all here to learn, aren't you? Well, I'll teach you guys a great teamwork game that's just right for a camp with a "poor" mentality! After all, we don't need anything more than our own bodies! Hey, just because I'm a commoner doesn't mean I'm unhygienic, so stop those "iyaan"s right now! Geez, these kids. So first we'll all stand in a circle and hold our hands in the center, and then everyone will grab a hand at random! The point of the game is for us to work together to get untangled. That's pretty simple, right?
I... I'm pretty sure pulling your arms out of their sockets is considered cheating!
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Character: Winry Rockbell
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist (manga)
Character Age: 16
Canon: Fullmetal Alchemist is an epic story about midgets, magic armor, super soldiers, and Philosopher Stones that create sins with human blood from entire countries. While the protagonists, Edward and Alphonse Elric travel throughout Amestris to find the Elixir of Life or whatever, their best friend Winry Rockbell trains with her equally terrifying grandma in the arts of automail mechanics. This is basically a combination of crude mechanics, primitive and futuristic medicine, and what I can only assume is a mystical understanding of the human nervous system to attach advanced prosthetics to people with missing limbs so they can use them to beat up people about three times their size. I mean, live normally.
Winry is outgoing, intelligent, caring, and -at least according to some people--psychopathically interested in anything that has anything to with mechanics. Despite her peculiar way of showing it (throwing wrenches at patients), Winry is determined to use her skills to help people with missing limbs, who are alarmingly common in Amestris. She may not show it all the time, but Winry is an insightful young woman capable of dealing with difficult situations with a cool head. By the time she was twelve, she was able to assist her grandmother in a dangerous surgery that endangered one of her best friend's life. When she was about fifteen, she helped deliver a baby while stranded on a mountain during a storm. When all is said and done, Winry is a loyal friend, an excellent mechanic, and --thanks to her wrenches--a scary person to piss off.
Sample post:
I can't believe Ed and Al sent for me and didn't bother to come pick me up at the train station again! They should have at least shown the courtesy to send some else for me. How am I supposed to find them--or anyone--in this godforsaken swamp?! If they're stuck somewhere because Ed got into another dumb fight and broke my automail AGAIN, I SWEAR I'LL KILL HIM. If I get lost and killed by whatever smells that bad I'll hunt them forever.
Horrible smell or not, I'm glad I came to this country! So far, the technology I've seen is wonderful! Since there were no other people in the train (which was weird) I got to check everything I wanted. I didn't have the right type of equipment so I couldn't take it apart, but it was faster than any train I've ever traveled in! And so quiet too! I didn't even see a conductor! Which is awesome! And kind of scary. But mostly amazing. I even found this really sophisticated and beautiful machine in my compartment too! It's like . . . a screen and a book combined! I don't even know where it gets its power from or how it can show so many images without a tape. I opened it up and the structure is just incredible! I figured a machine like that would have really complex wiring but I barely found any! If I can apply that to automail, I could probably decrease the amount of hollow space between the metal. Maybe then I could use a lighter type of metal and make it lighter so it wouldn't strain the skeletons so much! When I fix Ed's automail, I'll make him and Al take me to the nearest city so I can find an automail mechanic and see how advanced automail from this country is!
. . . I need to find them first. Honest, I don't why anyone would come here willingly! The humidity is killing me (Ed, if you haven't been oiling my automail, I'll kill you, I swear). Al is probably going to rust, I haven't seen anyone yet and the lake--is . . . green. I hate to think about what might be living in there. The only explanation is that I got in the wrong train. This place is abandoned and that's why I was the only person coming over here. If only I hadn't been so distracted by the train and that machine I probably I would have noticed the first hour!
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Character: Grega
Series: Magi-Nation DUEL
Character Age: Vaugely defined mid-teens.
Grega is the granddaughter of the legendary Gorgle, who shared with her the rather odd five-fingered hands that marked her out as being very different to the nominally four-fingered Magi majority on the Moonlands. She was treated as a celebrity if not a princess, but had to rebuff the efforts of the traitorous Lanyx who was convinced she loved him. Caught up in the civil war engineered by the agents of the Core, she kept her head cool- a remarkable trait in an entire region of people for whom impulse and anger was their way of life- and learned the hard way that the first person to throw a punch wasn't always in the right. Struggling against her people, she endeavoured to stop the civil war from burning any hotter.
Although she can be impulsive and short tempered, she has a compassionate nature and a quirky sense of humor. This is frequently hidden beneath a layer of no-nonsense attitude and hot-bloodedness. She will not hesitate to light you on fire if she feels you deserve it, although she will probably put you out afterwards.
Sample Post: Hmmmm. Musta taken a wrong turn at Paradwyn. So, what's up, bog?
...Now, ease up, Gregs. Remember what grandpa told you. Swamps are terrible places, full of rotting plants, terrible gases and all sorts of things that are extensively flammable. So if you find someone you really want to explode, you have to make very sure not to set off TOO big of a chain reaction. Provided you're not armoured, unless you are, in which case hey! Level the place.
You there! Purple and furry! What's your name?
Asell Yiffwhyen is not your name. Come on, really. I'll just call you Grape. Anyway, Grapey, I need to know where I am. Fess up. Is it an exotic location, far from the home I know, my world of amazing monsters and volcano cities, magical forest dwellers and sprawling underground metropoliseseses? Because... you know, I saw the pasty guys with mushrooms on, and freaky birds and plants, but- and maybe this place is a weird swamp right next to a chilling lake right next to a rumbling volcano but!
To me, that's boring! That's just like my home, right down to... Well, I've seen purple apes before with four arms. Where's something that's new to me? Come on, impress me!
...OK, I've gotta admit, uh... yeah, picking me up... kind of... impressive. It's only because you took me by surprise, though! Hey, I'm confused, are you just doing this to move me around or do you want a fight? Because I beat those four armed apes up, and-
OK, so now... hey, we can't go over there! There's like, people over there! Tons of them! And they're all in a big empty clearing, and... are those houses made of lots of little bits of wood that have been cut up and put together? And what the heck is that- glowing book with buttons there, that guy there has? And why do they ALL have five fingers? Alright, you, you know what, you're explaining to me what all of this is now. Come on.
You know, Grape, I'm not completely convinced but we might be on to something good here. But I'm pretty sure that given you are climbing one of these houses and roaring, you are not doing this to be nice any more. So I'm going to make with the fire now.
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Character: Hanamoto Hagumi (AKA "Hagu")
Series: Honey and Clover
Character Age: 19 (I'm taking her from towards the end of season one)
Canon: Honey and Clover is a classic story about love, love, fail and more love. There's also some crying scenes, people fainting and gratuitous Roman orgies sexy parties drunken antics. Did I mention love yet? There's a lot of talk about youth and scenes of spinning bicycle wheels that hold the answers to and the meaning of life. But at the end of the day, it's the story of a bunch of art school friends who stumble through the trials and tribulations of love and life as they head towards self discovery.
When we first meet Hanamoto Hagumi she instantly becomes the love interest of one of the main male characters; who apparently has a fetish for tiny hands. She also steals the heart of another leading male who falls for her talent as an accomplished artist glove-compartment size. Very shy, quiet and absorbed in her work, she does have her moments of child-like excitement and has not yet truly become an adult. She is not only very small and child-like in appearance, but is also prone to illness and stress. Brought from the countryside to Tokyo by her relative, Hanamoto Shuji (AKA "Shuu-chan"), who teaches at the art school, Hagumi has lived a very sheltered and closed-off life until now. However, no matter how much she clung to her precious brother figure, she too had to face changes.
Sample Post:
I don't think we're in Tokyo anymore, Shuu-chan. Wait a minute, Shuu-chan's hand never looked this green, or slimy for that matter. Atleast, I think it's slime. But if this isn't Shuu-chan's hand I'm holding, then who's is it?
S-s-sorry! You see, I was, what happened was, we were walking and then there was the thing and the stuf-….a….zombie? We must be on the set of a movie or something. This looks like the set for Friday the 13th. Maybe I'll meet Jason. It doesn't matter, I guess. In any case, excuse me for asking, but why were you holding onto me? You just wanted to hold my tiny hand? I'm sorry but I don't belong on a shelf or in any jars! Just because I would fit isn't any excuse to suggest something like that! Could this be a predator?! Where are the hidden cameras? Someone is supposed to jump out and save me, right? Shuu-chan, I'm scared.
I'm sorry, but I'm lost, and I need to find the person I'm supposed to be meeting up with, so if you could maybe give me directions, I would be grateful! Ah, I do not need to talk, just the directions would be fine! Wait, "The Talk"? I don't understand what you mean. Wait, that talk? I had that years ago, back in middle school! Umm, I'm going to be twenty years old, I know I don't look it, but believeme! B-besides, I don't think it's your place to be telling strangers that!
I don't need a guide, just the directions to a phone please, and maybe a supply store? I need to get some paints for the ride back from wherever we are. I don't understand what you mean when you say I'm not sturdy enough for this place, but if you can take me to this white van you're talking about, I guess you can lead the way. You said it stops all over the camp, right? Do you get many tourists? They come to see the lake, and volcanoes, and candy mountain? There's a lot more to see here than I thought! I'll go on the tour! But what does it mean be 'must be this tall to ride'?
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Applicant #1
Character: Neku Sakuraba
Series: The World Ends With You
Character Age: 15
Canon: Neku’s not “emo” per se. That would imply bad music and doing dangerous things with cutting implements. No, he just doesn’t like people. They’re kind of annoying, what with their way of always judging you, expecting things from you, screwing you over. He’s done with that crap. For Neku, all the world needs is one person - himself. Life’s much easier when you can shut everyone else out, right?
Or so he believed until he played the Game. The Reaper’s Game, by the way. Not the other one. Running for your life for a few weeks tends to change your outlook on it. Big time.
After spending three weeks with three very different people, escaping death a few times, and so on he’s come to like people a little more. He’s even learned to trust them in some cases. He’s not Mr. Social by any means, but he’s learned to open up. The world ends with you - the only way to expand your tiny world is through others. Get to know them, open up to them, listen to what they have to say. You’ll be surprised at what you learn, both about them and yourself. This is Neku’s new philosophy on life learned through experience in the Game and advice from a guardian.
Social concerns aside, Neku’s a cynical kid. He doesn’t take things at face value. There’s always a trick or a catch to watch out for. A lot of this cynicism is due to his initial distrust of people, but even now he remains very critical of things in general. Neku also doesn’t tolerate people wasting his time. Nor does he make time for idiots. He has no qualms about telling people when they’re making total asses of themselves.
For those few who’ve earned his trust, he’ll do anything for them. The few people he’s met whom he’s learned to respect mean a lot to him.
Sample Post:
I think I took a wrong turn somewhere. A very wrong turn. Somewhere around Zombie Lane and What the Hell Avenue. Goodbye Shibuya, hello… Camp Fuck You Die? Wow, great name. Whoever built this place doesn’t pull any punches, I see.
Let’s see... swamp. More swamp. Trees. Tree full of underwe... okay, that’s new. Note to self: stay the hell away from the trees. And the zombies. And the… what the hell?! What is that gorilla doing to that guy… nevermind. Wildlife around here is definitely special. Very special. Backing away… right now.
Okay, Neku. This isn’t really new, right? So you wake up in a strange place with no idea how the hell you got there. That’s been your life in a nutshell for the past couple of weeks, anyway. You can figure this out, come on. Maybe if I just try the Player Pin… Focus…
..............
“Braaaaaaiiiiins” all around. I didn’t even know zombies had minds to read. Definitely not doing that again. Eugh, I feel kind of unclean now. As if the mud and the smell wasn’t enough. I can just feel myself warming up to this place minute by minute.
Maybe if I check my cellphone… no mission mail. Just as I thought. The map’s gone, too. As for the brands… what the?! “Fierce Bidoof”? What the hell kind of name for a brand is that? This doesn’t make any sense. I mean, I thought I couldn’t even leave Shibuya, and now I’m in a swamp? Or maybe…
I lost the Game?
Applicant #2
Character: Sakuraba Neku
Series: The World Ends With You
Age: 15
Canon: Welcome to Shibuya, where what you wear not only determines if you're hot or not, but can also give you ATK +50% in battle; and where waking up in the middle of the road with no memories and a pocket full of pins is totally normal... sort of. For Sakuraba Neku, a spiky-haired amnesiac with an apathetic and hostile view of the world and the people in it, Shibuya is both a prison and an opportunity. Inducted into the "Reaper's Game," a Survivor-esque competition where Players must complete Missions assigned by Reapers (essentially the game's mini-bosses) or be "erased," Neku finds himself forced to partner up with others in order to survive, and to win back his "entry fee"-that which is most important to him. Along the way, however, his interaction with the other Players begins to make him question what really matters most. As he attempts to unravel the complicated web of intrigue spun by Shibuya's "god," the Composer, Neku's world begins to change... and the fate of Shibuya along with him.
Initially the very epitome of antisocial, barricading himself from the world with a pair of ever-present headphones and pushing away anybody who tries to get close to him, Neku slowly begins to warm up to others as he's forced to trust his partners as part of the Game. Learning to trust his friends and open up to the world around him doesn't exactly make him into a sparkly ray of sunshine, but under the grumpy, eye-rolling teenaged boy-ness is a strong desire to make the most of every moment he's alive. Deeply sarcastic, stubborn, and more than a little prickly, Neku is nonetheless a genuinely kind person who's simply let the world get him down. Even so, he's not about to give up on the world-or on himself-anytime soon. After all, the world ends with him.
Sample Post:
Wh-what the heck is going on here!? ... another Game? I don't think so.
Listen up, "Director!" I'm not interested in playing along with this little murder mystery of yours, you got that? I've quit. Retired. I'm done with games. And if you think you can keep me here with your clown-faced, falling-apart Reapers, you've got another thought coming! "Why so serious?" You'd be serious too if you got dragged away from your friends to answer stupid riddles and run around in circles in this... wherever the heck this is. Ugh, even at its worst, Shibuya was nicer than this place. And considering a lot of the things he pulled, that's really saying something.
You think I'm serious now, though? I'll show you serious. I'm leaving-no joke, no polls, no questions asked. I'm through getting pushed around, and I've got important people to get back to, already. It's kind of a nice feeling, you know? Having something to return to, instead of always trying to run away. So hey, Mr. Reaper Leader. Tell your Director that she can take her second-rate playground and shove it up her-
... o-oh, gross. That doesn't go there, man! What the heck is with this place? Is this some sick cosmic joke I'm not getting? 'Cause-Earth to Creepy Camp?-it's not funny. This face? Not laughing. Just... ugh. Okay, if there's anybody here at all who understands what I'm saying and isn't in line with the Director and her Creepy Brigade? Please. I just want to go home. I've got things to do, people to see, y'know? Somebody here's got to be able to lend me a hand-metaphorically, okay, I'm not stupid. Playing along... it can't be the only way, right? There's got to be something I can do that doesn't involve playing cat-and-mouse with your backwater megalomaniac. Come on!
Tch. Whatever. If that's how it's gotta be... At least there's no timer-and no entry fee. If I'm being forced to play your game, at least I'm only playing for myself, not... what do you mean, the entry fee is my virgi-
Oh, hell no.
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Character name: Hercules
Series: Disney's Hercules
Age: 18
Canon: Hercules. Fabled hero. Man whose deeds became legend. Unbelievable dork.
The son of Zeus and Hera, king and queen of the gods, little Hercules was born a god himself, but thanks to some underhanded dealings from Zeus' eeeeeeeevil brother Hades, he became mortal and grew up thinking he was just another crazy-powerful clumsy teenage son of humble peasants. After finding out his real father was the king of the gods, young Herc set out on his journey to become a true hero, helped and sometimes hindered by his trainer, the satyr Philoctetes. And that's where our story really begins.
Herc's a Disney hero: kind, honest, noble, friendly, brave, hopeful, determined, a little naive, and above all else, good. He's the kind of guy who rescues damsels in distress, has his teeth glint when he smiles, fights off monsters without number, and has his very own action figure. No, really. He might not be a true hero yet, but Hercules is determined to make daddy proud, become a hero, go the distance and rejoin the gods - he just has to work out that it's not about fame and fortune, it's about something that comes from deep inside. Oh, Disney.
Sample Entry: 'Scuse me. Um - greetings, citizens of Fukyodi. I'm Hercules, and I - well, I got your scroll. About needing a hero? The list of tasks? I guess it must have been a mass mail-out, but sometimes it's really hard to find a hero, especially when you've got all those stipulations about what you need. Strong and fast, larger than life and coming fast, that's pretty standard, but not everyone can afford a fiery steed. Phil says they keep setting their stables alight and it gets really expensive. Not to mention grooming them. You'd have to be a man of steel or something to avoid getting burned - so I don't have one of those, but I've got Pegasus. He's a flying horse, and they're pretty rare. I thought maybe that was close enough.
And I happen to be a very nearly famous hero, so I thought I'd come and help you out. It's just...normally people want heroes to do things like slay monsters, rescue kids trapped down wells, fight the forces of evil...you know. Not herd kittens. Not that I can't do it! I can do it. Herding cats? Easy. It just...doesn't seem really...heroic. I thought it would be more like, well, rescuing a damsel in di -
Like that, see? There's a damsel in distress right over there! Excuse me, miss! Miss! It looks like you're being manhandled by a minion of the forces of darkness. Would you like help? ...I sound like a talking paperclip? I don't know about that - here, let me - ahem - unhand her, vile monstrosity, or face the mighty sword of Hercules! That always works. See? He's gone. Yeah, I'm Hercules. Your rescuer. My sword? ...uh, it's...about twelve inches long. No one's ever asked me about the size of my sword before. It's too big? I thought most swords were much bigger. But it's not about the size of the sword, you know, it's how you use it! Wait, don't run away, I'm not going to hurt you - Um, it was nice to meet you anyway, miss. Tell everyone you were rescued by Hercules!
Sorry about that. Damsel in distress, you know. You're writing up some more tasks for me? I guess the more I do, the sooner I become a true hero...all right, show me what you've got! ...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pull that hard - are you all right? Here, let me put your arm...back...um, I'm really sorry. Really. Guess I don't know my own strength. Are you a god? Because I'm pretty sure people aren't meant to go back together that fast. Ahehehe...hehe...maybe if you just put the scroll down over here and I pick it up...
Now this is more like it. Steal the Fotos of Nekiday from the Ferocious, Many-Headed Otaku. Voyage into the Pitch Black Caves of Despair and bring back the Skin of a Grue. ...save the fair damsel Marcy from being sacrificed to the terrible monster in the lake! Citizens of Fukyodi, don't worry - you'll never have to give another maiden to the lake monster. I'll rescue Marcy and save countless generations of maidens!
No, no, no need to thank me. Helping beautiful ladies is just part of my job. Leave it to me - I'm a professional.
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Character: Makino Tsukushi
Series: Hana Yori Dango (Jdrama)
Age: 17
Canon: Makino Tsukushi is the lone "commoner" in the prestigious and exclusive Eitoku Gakuen that is ruled by the Flower 4 or F4, which consists of a group of boys from some of the most powerful families in Japan. When someone gets on the bad side of the F4, they are tagged with a "red notice" that directs the student population to resort to any means of bullying to drive their target out of the school. However, when Tsukushi is subjected to this treatment after defending her only friend at school, she stands her ground and FIGHTS BACK!!11!, giving feared F4 leader Domyoji Tsukasa a right hook to the face and a declaration of war. Stunned by this act of defiance, Domyoji and the other members of the F4 start to take an interest in Tsukushi. Shoujo harem antics ensue.
Spirited and headstrong, Tsukushi is a plain girl often referring to herself as a "tough weed" and is regarded as such by her wealthy classmates. In return, she is disenchanted by the elitist attitudes of the rich and is very often exasperated with their obsession over luxury items. She's too spunky and outspoken to fit and she knows it, but she continues her daily battles at Eitoku because Tsukushi is definitely not one to back down from a fight. Although she is fairly rational and friendly by nature, it doesn't take much to get her aggressive side fired up either. She's just as likely to gently talk you down from a ledge as she is to verbally bitchslapping some common sense into you about getting off that ledge NOW, ARE YOU TRYING TO SCAR ME FOR LIFE?! She has no qualms about speaking her mind and will gladly deliver a punch to the face if that's what the situation calls for. Underneath this tough exterior though, Tsukushi is a caring, and fiercely loyal individual who will do all she can to help out her loved ones. Still, being fully aware just how rough around the edges she is, no one is more surprised than her when Domyoji declares her his "fated girl", complete with topping rights.
Sample Post:
Only Domyoji would send someone to a place called "Camp for Financially Unstable Dimwits" and expect them to be grateful about it. And leaving a note saying, "If you don't use this ticket to join the Great Myself during this training period at a commoner camp, I'll really kill you" is something only he would think is a suitable explanation! To even have a horde of his bodyguards dress up in purple gorilla suits AND forcibly drag me away... I mean what is that idiot's idea of a commoner camp anyway?!! Not even a poor person would enjoy swimming in a lake full of toxic waste, and I don't know any normal people who use showers that spray out blood! I know that hot-headed guy is trying his best to learn about the commoner lifestyle, but it's like he picked this place after watching a horror movie! I'm almost expecting Jason to come around the corner with his hockey mask and axe... n-not that I'm scared. After all, I'm the tough weed Tsukushi who can withstand anythi-- aaah! Where did you all... stop spraying me with that weed killer! Using this kind of hazing tactic, you must be a bunch of rich kids sent here to learn about how poor people live as well, right? All that moaning and groaning... show a little respect, will you?
Alright, everyone gather 'round! Let me tell you how a real commoner lives since I have a feeling your interpretations are skewed... First of all, we're definitely not so poor that we can't afford to buy a rope or rack to hang our laundry on! I know what you millionaires think about our manners, but even we wouldn't hang all our underwear on a tree for everyone to see! Secondly... why are you all covered in brownish-green muck and so skinny that I can see your rib cages?! These people running the camp, they didn't go so far as to replicate the food situation of a poor family, did they? Isn't this a little too exaggerated? Oh, I see. You think you can treat this one-of-a-kind learning experience as if it's a cheap spa, huh? Walking around and flaunting your mud skin-treatment and seaweed wraps and using this camp as an excuse to starve yourselves to meet your weight-loss goal, don't make me laugh! Do you know what's more important than all that? Hey, answer seriously you little punks! Saying "braaaaaiiiins" like you couldn't care less, are you trying to pick a fight?
... okay look, we've clearly started out on the wrong foot. Camp should be about having fun, making friends, and working together! I know that last part's probably a big stretch for you guys, but suck it up. You're all here to learn, aren't you? Well, I'll teach you guys a great teamwork game that's just right for a camp with a "poor" mentality! After all, we don't need anything more than our own bodies! Hey, just because I'm a commoner doesn't mean I'm unhygienic, so stop those "iyaan"s right now! Geez, these kids. So first we'll all stand in a circle and hold our hands in the center, and then everyone will grab a hand at random! The point of the game is for us to work together to get untangled. That's pretty simple, right?
I... I'm pretty sure pulling your arms out of their sockets is considered cheating!
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Character: Winry Rockbell
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist (manga)
Character Age: 16
Canon: Fullmetal Alchemist is an epic story about midgets, magic armor, super soldiers, and Philosopher Stones that create sins with human blood from entire countries. While the protagonists, Edward and Alphonse Elric travel throughout Amestris to find the Elixir of Life or whatever, their best friend Winry Rockbell trains with her equally terrifying grandma in the arts of automail mechanics. This is basically a combination of crude mechanics, primitive and futuristic medicine, and what I can only assume is a mystical understanding of the human nervous system to attach advanced prosthetics to people with missing limbs so they can use them to beat up people about three times their size. I mean, live normally.
Winry is outgoing, intelligent, caring, and -at least according to some people--psychopathically interested in anything that has anything to with mechanics. Despite her peculiar way of showing it (throwing wrenches at patients), Winry is determined to use her skills to help people with missing limbs, who are alarmingly common in Amestris. She may not show it all the time, but Winry is an insightful young woman capable of dealing with difficult situations with a cool head. By the time she was twelve, she was able to assist her grandmother in a dangerous surgery that endangered one of her best friend's life. When she was about fifteen, she helped deliver a baby while stranded on a mountain during a storm. When all is said and done, Winry is a loyal friend, an excellent mechanic, and --thanks to her wrenches--a scary person to piss off.
Sample post:
I can't believe Ed and Al sent for me and didn't bother to come pick me up at the train station again! They should have at least shown the courtesy to send some else for me. How am I supposed to find them--or anyone--in this godforsaken swamp?! If they're stuck somewhere because Ed got into another dumb fight and broke my automail AGAIN, I SWEAR I'LL KILL HIM. If I get lost and killed by whatever smells that bad I'll hunt them forever.
Horrible smell or not, I'm glad I came to this country! So far, the technology I've seen is wonderful! Since there were no other people in the train (which was weird) I got to check everything I wanted. I didn't have the right type of equipment so I couldn't take it apart, but it was faster than any train I've ever traveled in! And so quiet too! I didn't even see a conductor! Which is awesome! And kind of scary. But mostly amazing. I even found this really sophisticated and beautiful machine in my compartment too! It's like . . . a screen and a book combined! I don't even know where it gets its power from or how it can show so many images without a tape. I opened it up and the structure is just incredible! I figured a machine like that would have really complex wiring but I barely found any! If I can apply that to automail, I could probably decrease the amount of hollow space between the metal. Maybe then I could use a lighter type of metal and make it lighter so it wouldn't strain the skeletons so much! When I fix Ed's automail, I'll make him and Al take me to the nearest city so I can find an automail mechanic and see how advanced automail from this country is!
. . . I need to find them first. Honest, I don't why anyone would come here willingly! The humidity is killing me (Ed, if you haven't been oiling my automail, I'll kill you, I swear). Al is probably going to rust, I haven't seen anyone yet and the lake--is . . . green. I hate to think about what might be living in there. The only explanation is that I got in the wrong train. This place is abandoned and that's why I was the only person coming over here. If only I hadn't been so distracted by the train and that machine I probably I would have noticed the first hour!
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Character: Grega
Series: Magi-Nation DUEL
Character Age: Vaugely defined mid-teens.
Grega is the granddaughter of the legendary Gorgle, who shared with her the rather odd five-fingered hands that marked her out as being very different to the nominally four-fingered Magi majority on the Moonlands. She was treated as a celebrity if not a princess, but had to rebuff the efforts of the traitorous Lanyx who was convinced she loved him. Caught up in the civil war engineered by the agents of the Core, she kept her head cool- a remarkable trait in an entire region of people for whom impulse and anger was their way of life- and learned the hard way that the first person to throw a punch wasn't always in the right. Struggling against her people, she endeavoured to stop the civil war from burning any hotter.
Although she can be impulsive and short tempered, she has a compassionate nature and a quirky sense of humor. This is frequently hidden beneath a layer of no-nonsense attitude and hot-bloodedness. She will not hesitate to light you on fire if she feels you deserve it, although she will probably put you out afterwards.
Sample Post: Hmmmm. Musta taken a wrong turn at Paradwyn. So, what's up, bog?
...Now, ease up, Gregs. Remember what grandpa told you. Swamps are terrible places, full of rotting plants, terrible gases and all sorts of things that are extensively flammable. So if you find someone you really want to explode, you have to make very sure not to set off TOO big of a chain reaction. Provided you're not armoured, unless you are, in which case hey! Level the place.
You there! Purple and furry! What's your name?
Asell Yiffwhyen is not your name. Come on, really. I'll just call you Grape. Anyway, Grapey, I need to know where I am. Fess up. Is it an exotic location, far from the home I know, my world of amazing monsters and volcano cities, magical forest dwellers and sprawling underground metropoliseseses? Because... you know, I saw the pasty guys with mushrooms on, and freaky birds and plants, but- and maybe this place is a weird swamp right next to a chilling lake right next to a rumbling volcano but!
To me, that's boring! That's just like my home, right down to... Well, I've seen purple apes before with four arms. Where's something that's new to me? Come on, impress me!
...OK, I've gotta admit, uh... yeah, picking me up... kind of... impressive. It's only because you took me by surprise, though! Hey, I'm confused, are you just doing this to move me around or do you want a fight? Because I beat those four armed apes up, and-
OK, so now... hey, we can't go over there! There's like, people over there! Tons of them! And they're all in a big empty clearing, and... are those houses made of lots of little bits of wood that have been cut up and put together? And what the heck is that- glowing book with buttons there, that guy there has? And why do they ALL have five fingers? Alright, you, you know what, you're explaining to me what all of this is now. Come on.
You know, Grape, I'm not completely convinced but we might be on to something good here. But I'm pretty sure that given you are climbing one of these houses and roaring, you are not doing this to be nice any more. So I'm going to make with the fire now.
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Character: Hanamoto Hagumi (AKA "Hagu")
Series: Honey and Clover
Character Age: 19 (I'm taking her from towards the end of season one)
Canon: Honey and Clover is a classic story about love, love, fail and more love. There's also some crying scenes, people fainting and gratuitous Roman orgies sexy parties drunken antics. Did I mention love yet? There's a lot of talk about youth and scenes of spinning bicycle wheels that hold the answers to and the meaning of life. But at the end of the day, it's the story of a bunch of art school friends who stumble through the trials and tribulations of love and life as they head towards self discovery.
When we first meet Hanamoto Hagumi she instantly becomes the love interest of one of the main male characters; who apparently has a fetish for tiny hands. She also steals the heart of another leading male who falls for her talent as an accomplished artist glove-compartment size. Very shy, quiet and absorbed in her work, she does have her moments of child-like excitement and has not yet truly become an adult. She is not only very small and child-like in appearance, but is also prone to illness and stress. Brought from the countryside to Tokyo by her relative, Hanamoto Shuji (AKA "Shuu-chan"), who teaches at the art school, Hagumi has lived a very sheltered and closed-off life until now. However, no matter how much she clung to her precious brother figure, she too had to face changes.
Sample Post:
I don't think we're in Tokyo anymore, Shuu-chan. Wait a minute, Shuu-chan's hand never looked this green, or slimy for that matter. Atleast, I think it's slime. But if this isn't Shuu-chan's hand I'm holding, then who's is it?
S-s-sorry! You see, I was, what happened was, we were walking and then there was the thing and the stuf-….a….zombie? We must be on the set of a movie or something. This looks like the set for Friday the 13th. Maybe I'll meet Jason. It doesn't matter, I guess. In any case, excuse me for asking, but why were you holding onto me? You just wanted to hold my tiny hand? I'm sorry but I don't belong on a shelf or in any jars! Just because I would fit isn't any excuse to suggest something like that! Could this be a predator?! Where are the hidden cameras? Someone is supposed to jump out and save me, right? Shuu-chan, I'm scared.
I'm sorry, but I'm lost, and I need to find the person I'm supposed to be meeting up with, so if you could maybe give me directions, I would be grateful! Ah, I do not need to talk, just the directions would be fine! Wait, "The Talk"? I don't understand what you mean. Wait, that talk? I had that years ago, back in middle school! Umm, I'm going to be twenty years old, I know I don't look it, but believeme! B-besides, I don't think it's your place to be telling strangers that!
I don't need a guide, just the directions to a phone please, and maybe a supply store? I need to get some paints for the ride back from wherever we are. I don't understand what you mean when you say I'm not sturdy enough for this place, but if you can take me to this white van you're talking about, I guess you can lead the way. You said it stops all over the camp, right? Do you get many tourists? They come to see the lake, and volcanoes, and candy mountain? There's a lot more to see here than I thought! I'll go on the tour! But what does it mean be 'must be this tall to ride'?
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Applicant #1
Character: Neku Sakuraba
Series: The World Ends With You
Character Age: 15
Canon: Neku’s not “emo” per se. That would imply bad music and doing dangerous things with cutting implements. No, he just doesn’t like people. They’re kind of annoying, what with their way of always judging you, expecting things from you, screwing you over. He’s done with that crap. For Neku, all the world needs is one person - himself. Life’s much easier when you can shut everyone else out, right?
Or so he believed until he played the Game. The Reaper’s Game, by the way. Not the other one. Running for your life for a few weeks tends to change your outlook on it. Big time.
After spending three weeks with three very different people, escaping death a few times, and so on he’s come to like people a little more. He’s even learned to trust them in some cases. He’s not Mr. Social by any means, but he’s learned to open up. The world ends with you - the only way to expand your tiny world is through others. Get to know them, open up to them, listen to what they have to say. You’ll be surprised at what you learn, both about them and yourself. This is Neku’s new philosophy on life learned through experience in the Game and advice from a guardian.
Social concerns aside, Neku’s a cynical kid. He doesn’t take things at face value. There’s always a trick or a catch to watch out for. A lot of this cynicism is due to his initial distrust of people, but even now he remains very critical of things in general. Neku also doesn’t tolerate people wasting his time. Nor does he make time for idiots. He has no qualms about telling people when they’re making total asses of themselves.
For those few who’ve earned his trust, he’ll do anything for them. The few people he’s met whom he’s learned to respect mean a lot to him.
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I think I took a wrong turn somewhere. A very wrong turn. Somewhere around Zombie Lane and What the Hell Avenue. Goodbye Shibuya, hello… Camp Fuck You Die? Wow, great name. Whoever built this place doesn’t pull any punches, I see.
Let’s see... swamp. More swamp. Trees. Tree full of underwe... okay, that’s new. Note to self: stay the hell away from the trees. And the zombies. And the… what the hell?! What is that gorilla doing to that guy… nevermind. Wildlife around here is definitely special. Very special. Backing away… right now.
Okay, Neku. This isn’t really new, right? So you wake up in a strange place with no idea how the hell you got there. That’s been your life in a nutshell for the past couple of weeks, anyway. You can figure this out, come on. Maybe if I just try the Player Pin… Focus…
..............
“Braaaaaaiiiiins” all around. I didn’t even know zombies had minds to read. Definitely not doing that again. Eugh, I feel kind of unclean now. As if the mud and the smell wasn’t enough. I can just feel myself warming up to this place minute by minute.
Maybe if I check my cellphone… no mission mail. Just as I thought. The map’s gone, too. As for the brands… what the?! “Fierce Bidoof”? What the hell kind of name for a brand is that? This doesn’t make any sense. I mean, I thought I couldn’t even leave Shibuya, and now I’m in a swamp? Or maybe…
I lost the Game?
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Character: Sakuraba Neku
Series: The World Ends With You
Age: 15
Canon: Welcome to Shibuya, where what you wear not only determines if you're hot or not, but can also give you ATK +50% in battle; and where waking up in the middle of the road with no memories and a pocket full of pins is totally normal... sort of. For Sakuraba Neku, a spiky-haired amnesiac with an apathetic and hostile view of the world and the people in it, Shibuya is both a prison and an opportunity. Inducted into the "Reaper's Game," a Survivor-esque competition where Players must complete Missions assigned by Reapers (essentially the game's mini-bosses) or be "erased," Neku finds himself forced to partner up with others in order to survive, and to win back his "entry fee"-that which is most important to him. Along the way, however, his interaction with the other Players begins to make him question what really matters most. As he attempts to unravel the complicated web of intrigue spun by Shibuya's "god," the Composer, Neku's world begins to change... and the fate of Shibuya along with him.
Initially the very epitome of antisocial, barricading himself from the world with a pair of ever-present headphones and pushing away anybody who tries to get close to him, Neku slowly begins to warm up to others as he's forced to trust his partners as part of the Game. Learning to trust his friends and open up to the world around him doesn't exactly make him into a sparkly ray of sunshine, but under the grumpy, eye-rolling teenaged boy-ness is a strong desire to make the most of every moment he's alive. Deeply sarcastic, stubborn, and more than a little prickly, Neku is nonetheless a genuinely kind person who's simply let the world get him down. Even so, he's not about to give up on the world-or on himself-anytime soon. After all, the world ends with him.
Sample Post:
Wh-what the heck is going on here!? ... another Game? I don't think so.
Listen up, "Director!" I'm not interested in playing along with this little murder mystery of yours, you got that? I've quit. Retired. I'm done with games. And if you think you can keep me here with your clown-faced, falling-apart Reapers, you've got another thought coming! "Why so serious?" You'd be serious too if you got dragged away from your friends to answer stupid riddles and run around in circles in this... wherever the heck this is. Ugh, even at its worst, Shibuya was nicer than this place. And considering a lot of the things he pulled, that's really saying something.
You think I'm serious now, though? I'll show you serious. I'm leaving-no joke, no polls, no questions asked. I'm through getting pushed around, and I've got important people to get back to, already. It's kind of a nice feeling, you know? Having something to return to, instead of always trying to run away. So hey, Mr. Reaper Leader. Tell your Director that she can take her second-rate playground and shove it up her-
... o-oh, gross. That doesn't go there, man! What the heck is with this place? Is this some sick cosmic joke I'm not getting? 'Cause-Earth to Creepy Camp?-it's not funny. This face? Not laughing. Just... ugh. Okay, if there's anybody here at all who understands what I'm saying and isn't in line with the Director and her Creepy Brigade? Please. I just want to go home. I've got things to do, people to see, y'know? Somebody here's got to be able to lend me a hand-metaphorically, okay, I'm not stupid. Playing along... it can't be the only way, right? There's got to be something I can do that doesn't involve playing cat-and-mouse with your backwater megalomaniac. Come on!
Tch. Whatever. If that's how it's gotta be... At least there's no timer-and no entry fee. If I'm being forced to play your game, at least I'm only playing for myself, not... what do you mean, the entry fee is my virgi-
Oh, hell no.
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