1 - Wherein Astrid Is Granted Entry to a Zombie Summer Camp
Character: Astrid Llewelyn
Series: Rampant
Character Age: 16
Canon: Astrid was your average high school sophomore: babysitting, volunteering at the local hospital, and trying to decide how far she wants to go with her boyfriend. Then her normal life was trampled in an instant... by killer unicorns. Suddenly, she's found out that the horror stories her mother has told her all her life are true. Unicorns are real, and they're not the peaceful, magical creatures of the media's "unicorn revisionist history." Savage and murderous, real unicorns are easily the most dangerous beings on the planet. And by some inexplicable twist of fate, in order to have the ability to kill one, you must be: 1) female, 2) a descendent of Alexander the Great, and 3) a virgin.
Now that unicorns have silently re-emerged after 150 years of supposed extinction, Astrid and other girls who meet these three criteria are sent to a convent that promises to shape them into the finest unicorn hunters that their abilities can make them. However, Astrid wants nothing to do with unicorns, or with killing. With aspirations of a future in med school, she considers herself a healer, not a warrior. But when it's kill or be killed, she won't hesitate to fight to the death for herself, her friends, and defenseless humans all over the world. No matter what she's doing, though, you can bet she'll probably have something witty or sarcastic to say about it. Some habits die harder than unicorns.
Note: An alicorn knife is one of Astrid's main weapons, made out of a unicorn horn.
Sample Post:
This is it! I've finally reached civilization... and it comes in the form of a sign that appears to have been painted by a Graffiti 101 flunkee. Oh, boy. When that looks like civilization to you, you know you've got it made. Love the message, too. "Fuck You Die"... for most people, that's just an insult. For the lucky virgin unicorn hunters like yours truly, it's a reminder.
Now comes the real fun: locating the supposed survivor of this new unicorn attack. And okay, I know some people are still paranoid about giving out too much personal info over the internet, but it would've been helpful if I knew something more than just his first name. Am I actually supposed to ask around for him like this? "Pardon me, ma'am, do you know where I can find Charlie? No, ma'am, I don't know his last name or what he looks like, but I know he only has one kidney. Yes, ma'am; he lost the other one to a couple of bloodthirsty unicorns. No, ma'am, I haven't placed any strange powders inside my nostrils lately."
On the bright side, if that doesn't help me find him, it'll at least make me a local celebrity in record time.
... But hey, I guess I should try to actually find someone to talk to before I worry about that. Hello? Anyone around? Anyone at -- augh! Holy crap, you startled me! I thought you were just part of the foliage. That is not a healthy color to be, I mean, really not -- no, don't freak out! I have a first-aid kit and a cell phone, so try to be calm, lie down, and let me have a look at you while I call 911.
Did you just say "brains"? You definitely said "brains." That's a new one, unless you're in a nineties apocalyptic horror movie spoof, but... Wait, I get it. You're probably thinking about what could happen if you don't get treatment soon enough. You're scared, so you're coping with your fear of dying by pretending to be undead. As for me, I'm... I'm grasping at logical explanations for the state you're in to cope with the slowly dawning fact that I almost gave medical attention to a zombie.
A zombie. Oh no, don't tell me they're real, too -- Okay, be brave, Astrid. If you can handle unicorns, you can handle zombies. As long as I'm not fighting for dear life yet, I might as well try the walk-away-slowly tactic...
Oh great, just what I need. A lake blocking my exit path. And oh God, what is that blocking the lake?
Okay, be brave, Astrid. If you can handle zombies and unicorns, you can handle giant tentacles. I hope alicorn knives are good for cutting sushi.
Voting: 86.5% (45/7)
Series: Rampant
Character Age: 16
Canon: Astrid was your average high school sophomore: babysitting, volunteering at the local hospital, and trying to decide how far she wants to go with her boyfriend. Then her normal life was trampled in an instant... by killer unicorns. Suddenly, she's found out that the horror stories her mother has told her all her life are true. Unicorns are real, and they're not the peaceful, magical creatures of the media's "unicorn revisionist history." Savage and murderous, real unicorns are easily the most dangerous beings on the planet. And by some inexplicable twist of fate, in order to have the ability to kill one, you must be: 1) female, 2) a descendent of Alexander the Great, and 3) a virgin.
Now that unicorns have silently re-emerged after 150 years of supposed extinction, Astrid and other girls who meet these three criteria are sent to a convent that promises to shape them into the finest unicorn hunters that their abilities can make them. However, Astrid wants nothing to do with unicorns, or with killing. With aspirations of a future in med school, she considers herself a healer, not a warrior. But when it's kill or be killed, she won't hesitate to fight to the death for herself, her friends, and defenseless humans all over the world. No matter what she's doing, though, you can bet she'll probably have something witty or sarcastic to say about it. Some habits die harder than unicorns.
Note: An alicorn knife is one of Astrid's main weapons, made out of a unicorn horn.
Sample Post:
This is it! I've finally reached civilization... and it comes in the form of a sign that appears to have been painted by a Graffiti 101 flunkee. Oh, boy. When that looks like civilization to you, you know you've got it made. Love the message, too. "Fuck You Die"... for most people, that's just an insult. For the lucky virgin unicorn hunters like yours truly, it's a reminder.
Now comes the real fun: locating the supposed survivor of this new unicorn attack. And okay, I know some people are still paranoid about giving out too much personal info over the internet, but it would've been helpful if I knew something more than just his first name. Am I actually supposed to ask around for him like this? "Pardon me, ma'am, do you know where I can find Charlie? No, ma'am, I don't know his last name or what he looks like, but I know he only has one kidney. Yes, ma'am; he lost the other one to a couple of bloodthirsty unicorns. No, ma'am, I haven't placed any strange powders inside my nostrils lately."
On the bright side, if that doesn't help me find him, it'll at least make me a local celebrity in record time.
... But hey, I guess I should try to actually find someone to talk to before I worry about that. Hello? Anyone around? Anyone at -- augh! Holy crap, you startled me! I thought you were just part of the foliage. That is not a healthy color to be, I mean, really not -- no, don't freak out! I have a first-aid kit and a cell phone, so try to be calm, lie down, and let me have a look at you while I call 911.
Did you just say "brains"? You definitely said "brains." That's a new one, unless you're in a nineties apocalyptic horror movie spoof, but... Wait, I get it. You're probably thinking about what could happen if you don't get treatment soon enough. You're scared, so you're coping with your fear of dying by pretending to be undead. As for me, I'm... I'm grasping at logical explanations for the state you're in to cope with the slowly dawning fact that I almost gave medical attention to a zombie.
A zombie. Oh no, don't tell me they're real, too -- Okay, be brave, Astrid. If you can handle unicorns, you can handle zombies. As long as I'm not fighting for dear life yet, I might as well try the walk-away-slowly tactic...
Oh great, just what I need. A lake blocking my exit path. And oh God, what is that blocking the lake?
Okay, be brave, Astrid. If you can handle zombies and unicorns, you can handle giant tentacles. I hope alicorn knives are good for cutting sushi.
Voting: 86.5% (45/7)