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Character: Prince Sieg
Series: Kamen Rider Den-O
Character Age: Unknown
Canon: Remember Power Rangers? A bunch of kids running around in bright colored tights with robotic fighting machines trying to save the world and still make it home in time for dinner? Kamen Rider is a slightly gayer version of this tried and true superhero classic, with a few differences. Instead of five kids, you have one bad-luck-prone Ryoutarou Nogami, who finds out one day that he's Kamen Rider, destined to work with and against futuristic creatures called Imagin in order to protect Time. Granting the wishes of humans, Imagin use their powers to travel in time and protect or destroy a person's most precious memory. Or for poor timid Ryoutarou, use his body as a medium for joyriding to pick up stray cats, dogs and girls (or Imagin in the case of Sieg).
Sieg, who prefers that others call him "Prince", is a swan Imagin with a princely manner, perpetually falling shoujo feathers and the catchphrase "Advent, to the top!" He's a proud Imagin, holding high, if somewhat skewed, ideals as per his noble personality. He has a haughty way of speaking and considers himself noble, majestic and not only worthy, but expectant of being fawned upon. In reality, he's fiercely loyal and dedicated, often appearing to elegantly offer aid, but is easily infuriated by any form of disrespect or interruption, leading him to use his extraordinary ability to shrink other Imagin into 4" versions of themselves with the phrase "Your head is too high!" Although easily mistaken to be self-centered, Sieg cares greatly for those around him, referring to those he's deemed worthy as his "Family" and girls he admires as his "Princesses". Everyone else is stuck working their way up from peasanthood.
Sample Post:
Hear me, peasants. This appears to be a new land to me, for I can not remember how I arrived here. But it matters not. Come, you may have the honor of being my servants. No need to fall over yourselves with gratitude; I am kind, I know. And though the idea is thoughtful, offering your hands, feet, eyes, and scraps of rotting clothes is unnecessary, for I only require your absolute obedience and submission. All of you--your appearance is pitiful and your movements lacking in grace and refinement. However, I shall reward you with my continued presence. Advent forward then, undead minions, with or without your heads. You do not need to fret any longer, for I shall be your new master.
Looking out for ways to please his master is a servant's joyful duty, even for one without actual eyes. What interesting gifts of this time do you wish to present to your prince then? The most beautiful maiden of your realm? Ah, that she is the most beautiful is to be expected, as I deserve only the best. All worlds, even one in as desperate need of my presence as this one, revolve around me. Now, you say this Princess has been tragically entrapped in the body of a monster. With such a tragic tale, she must be an extraordinary and unique character. She shall be worthy of my attention. You may lead me to her then, peasants. Your devotion is to be well rewarded. As there is no greater reward that can be bestowed than the praise of a prince- good work, peasants.
Oh lovely Princess, cower in the waters no more for I, Prince Sieg, am here! No sorcerer shall bring tears to your enchantingly vile face, nor keep you locked away in that beastly shape. I pledge myself to you, so hear me now and I shall break you free from the evil that entraps you. Though your current body is grotesque and nauseating to look upon, much like this land you live in, I shall forgive you. Ah yes, I can see that you are much too grateful at becoming my Princess to voice your thanks. But there is no need to splash in your excitement and gratitude-
... What is this? You have the audacity to lay your tentacles upon my heavenly body? How dare you strike your Prince without reason! You are no Princess! Do not wave your tentacles around in protest now. Interrupting my grace without a word of apology, what rudeness! Very well then, I shall right my wrong, rude peasants. You! You shall kneel before me! Your head is too high!
... I feel the placement of your head now to be too invasive. Lower it further
Character: Prince Sieg
Series: Kamen Rider Den-O
Character Age: Unknown
Canon: Remember Power Rangers? A bunch of kids running around in bright colored tights with robotic fighting machines trying to save the world and still make it home in time for dinner? Kamen Rider is a slightly gayer version of this tried and true superhero classic, with a few differences. Instead of five kids, you have one bad-luck-prone Ryoutarou Nogami, who finds out one day that he's Kamen Rider, destined to work with and against futuristic creatures called Imagin in order to protect Time. Granting the wishes of humans, Imagin use their powers to travel in time and protect or destroy a person's most precious memory. Or for poor timid Ryoutarou, use his body as a medium for joyriding to pick up stray cats, dogs and girls (or Imagin in the case of Sieg).
Sieg, who prefers that others call him "Prince", is a swan Imagin with a princely manner, perpetually falling shoujo feathers and the catchphrase "Advent, to the top!" He's a proud Imagin, holding high, if somewhat skewed, ideals as per his noble personality. He has a haughty way of speaking and considers himself noble, majestic and not only worthy, but expectant of being fawned upon. In reality, he's fiercely loyal and dedicated, often appearing to elegantly offer aid, but is easily infuriated by any form of disrespect or interruption, leading him to use his extraordinary ability to shrink other Imagin into 4" versions of themselves with the phrase "Your head is too high!" Although easily mistaken to be self-centered, Sieg cares greatly for those around him, referring to those he's deemed worthy as his "Family" and girls he admires as his "Princesses". Everyone else is stuck working their way up from peasanthood.
Sample Post:
Hear me, peasants. This appears to be a new land to me, for I can not remember how I arrived here. But it matters not. Come, you may have the honor of being my servants. No need to fall over yourselves with gratitude; I am kind, I know. And though the idea is thoughtful, offering your hands, feet, eyes, and scraps of rotting clothes is unnecessary, for I only require your absolute obedience and submission. All of you--your appearance is pitiful and your movements lacking in grace and refinement. However, I shall reward you with my continued presence. Advent forward then, undead minions, with or without your heads. You do not need to fret any longer, for I shall be your new master.
Looking out for ways to please his master is a servant's joyful duty, even for one without actual eyes. What interesting gifts of this time do you wish to present to your prince then? The most beautiful maiden of your realm? Ah, that she is the most beautiful is to be expected, as I deserve only the best. All worlds, even one in as desperate need of my presence as this one, revolve around me. Now, you say this Princess has been tragically entrapped in the body of a monster. With such a tragic tale, she must be an extraordinary and unique character. She shall be worthy of my attention. You may lead me to her then, peasants. Your devotion is to be well rewarded. As there is no greater reward that can be bestowed than the praise of a prince- good work, peasants.
Oh lovely Princess, cower in the waters no more for I, Prince Sieg, am here! No sorcerer shall bring tears to your enchantingly vile face, nor keep you locked away in that beastly shape. I pledge myself to you, so hear me now and I shall break you free from the evil that entraps you. Though your current body is grotesque and nauseating to look upon, much like this land you live in, I shall forgive you. Ah yes, I can see that you are much too grateful at becoming my Princess to voice your thanks. But there is no need to splash in your excitement and gratitude-
... What is this? You have the audacity to lay your tentacles upon my heavenly body? How dare you strike your Prince without reason! You are no Princess! Do not wave your tentacles around in protest now. Interrupting my grace without a word of apology, what rudeness! Very well then, I shall right my wrong, rude peasants. You! You shall kneel before me! Your head is too high!
... I feel the placement of your head now to be too invasive. Lower it further