App.
Character: Megatron
Series: Transformers: Prime
Character Age: Millions and Millions of Years; Definitively Adult.
Job: Camp President
Canon: Transformers is the classic tale of the nature of Good and Evil, sponsored by Giant Motherf’ckin’ Robots That Occasionally Turn Into Awesome Vehicles. Our gargantuan Heroes, the Autobots, lead by Optimus Prime, defend both Earth and far reaches of space from the equally huge Decepticons, headed by the mighty Megatron.
A gladiator turned revolutionary, Megatron's life story would be entitled, "What I Wanted, and How I Got It (At Any Cost)." Two qualities define him: an unquenchable thirst for absolute power and a sense of egotistic, destructive pride above all things. Megatron’s megalomania is matched only by his ferocious charisma. In addition to his intimidating form and physical prowess, Megatron is a talented, imposing orator who exudes confidence from every microchip. He is prone to scathing sarcasm and witty repartee, and no doubt finds himself very entertaining.
Note: The use of the word "spark" is roughly equivalent to the idea of a heart.
Sample Post:
It is with great regret that I must announce the lamentable, yet inevitable cede of your former leader. But we are not here to mourn the past, but here to seize the opportunity of a glorious future.
Rest assured, campers, counsellors--citizens, if I may, my spark is with you; Your former leader’s formidable reign will not be forgotten. No, it is upon my very name that I swear to uphold the Director’s admirable, yet infinitely improvable, designs of tyrannical rule: All Hail Megatron.
In these turbulent times, it seems that a vote has been cast in favour of myself to lead you triumphantly above them. There is certainly no need for fear. For it is not chaos which enslaves us, but we who will utilize chaos to its fullest potential.
If you will forgive the casual parlance, in short, it is we who will Fuck You.
In the manner of a great republic such as this, it is only suitable, however ironic, that I should be christened something as humble as President. After all, I, Megatron, who lives only to serve you, only wish to nurse your ambitions. It is you who have chosen me. Yes, make absolutely no mistake, my dear citizens.
It is you, with your indubitably sincere determinations, who have elected me. And it is I, Megatron, who will remain indebted to your most certainly divine intentions.
It is impertinent that we discuss those intentions at great length, up close and personal. As your leader, it is only proper for me to address your concerns. I certainly would not dream of ignoring each and every one of your very, very important trifles. I more than encourage you to speak your mind freely, and to state your opinions clearly so that they may be thoroughly considered-and moreover, taken care of.
Ah, yes. It has been brought to my attention that with the waning of our dearest yet departed Director’s rule a great number of you have grown, dare I say: indolent in your comings and goings. Perhaps it is that you have not been provided with a proper incentive. My first obligation as your new leader to remedy the state of your tiresome lives.
My first initiative as President will be to introduce unto you, my beloved people, the initial phase of my long reign. I have brought with me, courtesy of my interstellar travels something beyond human comprehension. A resilient strain of bacterium, up until this very moment, considered to be extinct. Your species has long since feared its destructive resurrection, the harbinger of C.O.O.T., or Contagious Organic Open Terminal Disease, simply known on this planet as "cooties."
I intend for you only the best; for all of you eventually become immune to its effects, so that we may together be invincible. The only solution is extreme, relentless contact. As your loyal representative, who only holds your best interests to spark: I humbly suggest that you begin smooching.
Camp Fuck You Die, it is to you I now turn and ask: Are you not entertained? Is this not why you are here?
Voting went here (100% | 43/43).
Series: Transformers: Prime
Character Age: Millions and Millions of Years; Definitively Adult.
Job: Camp President
Canon: Transformers is the classic tale of the nature of Good and Evil, sponsored by Giant Motherf’ckin’ Robots That Occasionally Turn Into Awesome Vehicles. Our gargantuan Heroes, the Autobots, lead by Optimus Prime, defend both Earth and far reaches of space from the equally huge Decepticons, headed by the mighty Megatron.
A gladiator turned revolutionary, Megatron's life story would be entitled, "What I Wanted, and How I Got It (At Any Cost)." Two qualities define him: an unquenchable thirst for absolute power and a sense of egotistic, destructive pride above all things. Megatron’s megalomania is matched only by his ferocious charisma. In addition to his intimidating form and physical prowess, Megatron is a talented, imposing orator who exudes confidence from every microchip. He is prone to scathing sarcasm and witty repartee, and no doubt finds himself very entertaining.
Note: The use of the word "spark" is roughly equivalent to the idea of a heart.
Sample Post:
It is with great regret that I must announce the lamentable, yet inevitable cede of your former leader. But we are not here to mourn the past, but here to seize the opportunity of a glorious future.
Rest assured, campers, counsellors--citizens, if I may, my spark is with you; Your former leader’s formidable reign will not be forgotten. No, it is upon my very name that I swear to uphold the Director’s admirable, yet infinitely improvable, designs of tyrannical rule: All Hail Megatron.
In these turbulent times, it seems that a vote has been cast in favour of myself to lead you triumphantly above them. There is certainly no need for fear. For it is not chaos which enslaves us, but we who will utilize chaos to its fullest potential.
If you will forgive the casual parlance, in short, it is we who will Fuck You.
In the manner of a great republic such as this, it is only suitable, however ironic, that I should be christened something as humble as President. After all, I, Megatron, who lives only to serve you, only wish to nurse your ambitions. It is you who have chosen me. Yes, make absolutely no mistake, my dear citizens.
It is you, with your indubitably sincere determinations, who have elected me. And it is I, Megatron, who will remain indebted to your most certainly divine intentions.
It is impertinent that we discuss those intentions at great length, up close and personal. As your leader, it is only proper for me to address your concerns. I certainly would not dream of ignoring each and every one of your very, very important trifles. I more than encourage you to speak your mind freely, and to state your opinions clearly so that they may be thoroughly considered-and moreover, taken care of.
Ah, yes. It has been brought to my attention that with the waning of our dearest yet departed Director’s rule a great number of you have grown, dare I say: indolent in your comings and goings. Perhaps it is that you have not been provided with a proper incentive. My first obligation as your new leader to remedy the state of your tiresome lives.
My first initiative as President will be to introduce unto you, my beloved people, the initial phase of my long reign. I have brought with me, courtesy of my interstellar travels something beyond human comprehension. A resilient strain of bacterium, up until this very moment, considered to be extinct. Your species has long since feared its destructive resurrection, the harbinger of C.O.O.T., or Contagious Organic Open Terminal Disease, simply known on this planet as "cooties."
I intend for you only the best; for all of you eventually become immune to its effects, so that we may together be invincible. The only solution is extreme, relentless contact. As your loyal representative, who only holds your best interests to spark: I humbly suggest that you begin smooching.
Camp Fuck You Die, it is to you I now turn and ask: Are you not entertained? Is this not why you are here?
Voting went here (100% | 43/43).