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Character: Motosuwa Hideki
Series: Chobits
Character Age: 19
Canon: In the world of Chobits, computers are called Persocoms and they are shaped like humans. They can access the Internet, run software and hack into other Persocoms, but apart from their ears they’re almost identical to humans. Naturally, machines like this cost a lot of money, so a poor cram-school student like Motosuwa Hideki couldn’t possibly afford one. Lucky for him, then, that he found one in the trash.
Hideki is a regular sort of guy. He works hard at his dead-end job, tries (and fails) to do his schoolwork, and reads porn. Lots of porn. Since he’s lived by himself for so long, he does have an unfortunate tendency to yell whatever he’s thinking at no one in particular and flail about when he’s embarrassed. Hideki knew nothing about Persocoms or technology when he found Chii in the trash, but he tries his best to teach her the ways of the world and keep her safe. At heart, Hideki means well and would go the extra distance for the people he cares about. He’s a good guy! Even if he is still a virgin.
Sample Post:
God, my life sucks lately. It was bad enough that I failed the entrance exams again, but I didn’t seriously think it was so bad that they had to ship me off to some intensive study camp in America. And they could have asked me first! Not just thrown me into a crate with full of tracksuits and shipped me here. Whoever runs the post office here is a stingy lunatic, too, if they’re going to hire a guy who thinks a chainsaw is a good way to open the mail. At least he only hacked into my wallet… nothing to lose there.
Okay, focus, Hideki! You’ve gotta get out of here and you’ll have to use your brain. If this is a study camp, then you have to study to get out. Do an essay on America or something. Yeah, that must be it. I can just ask that guy over there some questions and I’ll be home free!
Actually, I won’t ask him. He looks busy. Busy changing his legs around. Did he just put his left leg in and his left leg out-- No no, don’t mind at me! I was just observing your culture! I’m done observing though so I’ll just be going this way.
...He’s following me. That’s okay! I’m cool with that! Everything’s cool. I’m just going to keep walking and I’ll ignore him and maybe he’ll get distracted by that alligator playing the banjo over there. Wait. I’m pretty sure alligators don’t play banjoes, or sing. It must be some kind of robot attraction. I should write down what it's playing, I could work it into the essay somehow. ‘Camp-town gators sing this song, doo-dah, doo-dah, Marcy’s tongue is five miles long, all the lick-long day.’
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OKAY WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! All I want to do is get home and into college, not America, or a swamp, or some freakish zombie lap dance boot camp. For the record it’s not sexy when your ass falls off! All your services here suck, the payphone’s even worse than the mail. The guy on the other end’s a complete asshole; I said I’d talk to the brains of the operation like he asked and then he told me to wait seven days. Who puts someone on hold for seven days?! Hell, I’m not fussy or anything, I know what it’s like to live on the cheap, but you could spend enough cash to glue your signs on properly. That ‘CAUTION: Falling Spirits’ one almost killed me!
The 'coms you have around here must've been cheep too, even I can tell these are old as hell. They wouldn’t start properly. How am I meant to press any key to continue when I can’t find the any key? Man, why aren’t these things ever user-friendly... if I could just get it onto the Internet I could email someone for help. But no, it’s got to be complicated with moving parts and keep poking me with stuff I don’t need. I mean, really poking. For the last time, I don’t have a slot B so get that tab away from me!
If I don’t get extra credit for this, I am going to cry.
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Series: Chobits
Character Age: 19
Canon: In the world of Chobits, computers are called Persocoms and they are shaped like humans. They can access the Internet, run software and hack into other Persocoms, but apart from their ears they’re almost identical to humans. Naturally, machines like this cost a lot of money, so a poor cram-school student like Motosuwa Hideki couldn’t possibly afford one. Lucky for him, then, that he found one in the trash.
Hideki is a regular sort of guy. He works hard at his dead-end job, tries (and fails) to do his schoolwork, and reads porn. Lots of porn. Since he’s lived by himself for so long, he does have an unfortunate tendency to yell whatever he’s thinking at no one in particular and flail about when he’s embarrassed. Hideki knew nothing about Persocoms or technology when he found Chii in the trash, but he tries his best to teach her the ways of the world and keep her safe. At heart, Hideki means well and would go the extra distance for the people he cares about. He’s a good guy! Even if he is still a virgin.
Sample Post:
God, my life sucks lately. It was bad enough that I failed the entrance exams again, but I didn’t seriously think it was so bad that they had to ship me off to some intensive study camp in America. And they could have asked me first! Not just thrown me into a crate with full of tracksuits and shipped me here. Whoever runs the post office here is a stingy lunatic, too, if they’re going to hire a guy who thinks a chainsaw is a good way to open the mail. At least he only hacked into my wallet… nothing to lose there.
Okay, focus, Hideki! You’ve gotta get out of here and you’ll have to use your brain. If this is a study camp, then you have to study to get out. Do an essay on America or something. Yeah, that must be it. I can just ask that guy over there some questions and I’ll be home free!
Actually, I won’t ask him. He looks busy. Busy changing his legs around. Did he just put his left leg in and his left leg out-- No no, don’t mind at me! I was just observing your culture! I’m done observing though so I’ll just be going this way.
...He’s following me. That’s okay! I’m cool with that! Everything’s cool. I’m just going to keep walking and I’ll ignore him and maybe he’ll get distracted by that alligator playing the banjo over there. Wait. I’m pretty sure alligators don’t play banjoes, or sing. It must be some kind of robot attraction. I should write down what it's playing, I could work it into the essay somehow. ‘Camp-town gators sing this song, doo-dah, doo-dah, Marcy’s tongue is five miles long, all the lick-long day.’
...
OKAY WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! All I want to do is get home and into college, not America, or a swamp, or some freakish zombie lap dance boot camp. For the record it’s not sexy when your ass falls off! All your services here suck, the payphone’s even worse than the mail. The guy on the other end’s a complete asshole; I said I’d talk to the brains of the operation like he asked and then he told me to wait seven days. Who puts someone on hold for seven days?! Hell, I’m not fussy or anything, I know what it’s like to live on the cheap, but you could spend enough cash to glue your signs on properly. That ‘CAUTION: Falling Spirits’ one almost killed me!
The 'coms you have around here must've been cheep too, even I can tell these are old as hell. They wouldn’t start properly. How am I meant to press any key to continue when I can’t find the any key? Man, why aren’t these things ever user-friendly... if I could just get it onto the Internet I could email someone for help. But no, it’s got to be complicated with moving parts and keep poking me with stuff I don’t need. I mean, really poking. For the last time, I don’t have a slot B so get that tab away from me!
If I don’t get extra credit for this, I am going to cry.
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((Voting went here, 84.8% in w-what))