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And here's the last batch of counselors! There's only one more batch of campers after this, so please vote! HINT, HINT.
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE. Closed!
Name: Irene Adler.
Age: 31.
Series: Sherlock (2010).
Job: Camp Gamekeeper
Canon: Sherlock is a modern-day reboot of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's classic Sherlock Holmes series, in which the titular character is a sociopathic consulting detective who solves mysteries with the aid of his partner John Watson, a recently-returned veteran of the Afghanistan war. Together, they travel all across London following case after case, each one more perplexing and intricate than the last. With the success of their endeavors garnering considerable media attention, Sherlock is drawn into a hidden web of seriously dangerous criminal activity. It soon becomes clear that there are rather dangerous individuals watching him, and they enjoy playing high-stakes games--most of which involve human lives.
Irene Adler's had her eye on Sherlock and his antics for a while, but only recently did he notice her when she emerged at the center of a burgeoning scandal. It seemed Miss Adler held all the cards (or in this case, compromising photos on her BlackBerry), and despite Sherlock's best attempts, she outwitted him and got away. Clever, quick-witted, and deviously manipulative, Irene is a mischievously coy schemer in her own right--one who's not above playing dirty to get what she wants. Coming out on top is what matters to Irene, and it motivates her to dominate in both her professional occupation as a dominatrix and in her criminal hobbies. While she gives the impression of being fairly open--something she uses to her advantage--in truth, she's very subtle when she wants to be. She can be a genial person, but has few qualms about using others, even at the cost of their lives--and even less qualms when it comes to playing games.
Sample Post:
Miss Sayre, I have to say I had more faith in your taste than this silly attempt at tyranny. You can do so much better than these slow primates bumbling about the place--and I'm not just talking about the gorillas. Everything's so dull once the spark of creation's worn off, I suppose. You were so much brighter at the beginning of this project, weren't you? At least, that's the impression I was given. After all, the start of a relationship is always the most exciting, the most passionate, and the most deadly. But I know spending too much time alone with men, especially "clever" men, can dull your senses. Is that why you've not seen fit to show your pretty little face for so long, Elizabeth? Too preoccupied with... work? Mm, that is disappointing. You'll have to catch me up over dinner--if you like, I can even call you "queen". You do seem to be the type to prefer the royal treatment.
Until then, I've some ideas for improving the environment of your little playground. Hmm, I think what your lab rats are really lacking is discipline. I suppose I could provide some, being your new "Gamekeeper"--after all, it is my area of expertise. I take it there are no objections? Seeing as you're already engaged, in a manner of speaking. And it does look like you could use an extra hand.
Now, I've known some scientists--well, I've known what they like, and they always tell me the best way to deal with having a pet you experiment on is to train it first. Admittedly that advice always comes from behind a gag, so it can be hard to interpret... of course, training involves both discipline and reward, and if you're going to have a lot of pets at once you need a strict regimen in order to keep them all in line. That's what you're lacking right now, unfortunately, and if you want to keep them from acting out too much, you'll need to break them in. If you'd like, I can loan you one of my riding crops? It's an excellent tool to use if an unforgettable beating is what you're after.
What you'll need to be careful of is if your pets start to wise up to what you're doing to them. There's only so many times you can jab a needle in them while caressing their fur that they'll forgive you, and the smarter ones will bite back if you're not keeping them in line. It's always unpleasant when that happens, and they get so smug about it later... even more so when they're a bit dumb to begin with. You've got plenty of experience with that, don't you Elizabeth? I've seen your situation enough times before to know the tell-tale signs. Now, this is just a bit of advice, woman-to-woman: whatever you do, don't get soft. If you think of everything as a game, even a potential loss can be twisted to your benefit... but that's only if you play it right.
I could go on, but I think that'll do as a sneak preview of what's in store--both for you and your pets. It's only unfortunate that I can't take things a step further, but that's where I have to compliment your creativity; you've come up with an excellent way to keep them begging for more.
Character: Leslie Knope
Series: Parks and Recreation
Character Age: 36
Job: Playground Supervisor
Canon: Parks and Recreation is an NBC show about one parks and recreation department's quest to better the small town of Pawnee, Indiana with - naturally - parks! This quest would be a lot easier if the department weren't constantly challenged by funding issues, loudly opinionated citizens, the ever-present and growing stronger raccoon problem, and employee apathy, but luckily for the city of Pawnee, they have Leslie Knope.
Leslie Knope is a deputy department director with high goals and aspirations. Her high energy (partially fuelled by her consumption of disturbingly high quantities of sugary foods), boundless confidence, and near endless optimism, along with her cheerful and ready-to-help nature, have drawn people to her and endeared many, while annoying others, often by being forceful and overbearing in her opinions or somewhat childish in her reactions. Leslie firmly believes in parks, government, and that she will some day be the inspirational first female president ever, a goal she has had since she was a small, over-achieving child. While she can talk too much and make some verbal faux pas when caught off-guard, when she has time to prepare, Leslie can be an organizational monster, and enjoys taking on much more work than she should rightly be able to handle. But it's all worth it, because in the end, she is that much closer to making the people of her city happy (she hopes).
Sample Post:
Greetings, proud campers of Fud, sister city-like entity to Pawnee! I am Leslie Knope, your new Playground Supervisor, but you can just call me Ms Knope. Or Supervisor Knope. Or Future Ms President Knope! Haha, just kidding about that last one. No I'm not. I am honoured to join you here on your massive, Director-run farm. -that is a mistake, I meant swamp and forgot to correct my card. I am honoured to join you here on your massive, Director-run swamp!
On the train trip here, I organized some binders of ideas for a playground. And then I finished those early, so I also took the liberty of assigning myself some new jobs, since none of these were listed as "taken" on the supplementary reading material I asked the Director to send me. They are, in no particular order:
-Pawnee Parks and Recreation Department Representative
-Deputy Ruggedly Dignified Wilderness Advisor
-Sugar Substitute Taste Tester
-Head of Nature-Related Arts and Crafts Activities
-American Herstorian
-Strong Female Role Model
-Pants Queen (watch yourself, fellow counselors!)
Now, I know you guys don't have a proper playground, because your last one was destroyed in a "supernatural disaster", as your Director told me in her letter. But the great news is that you still have space for one! Instead of just the rusted, urine-soaked remains of what was once a fun park that has now been overrun by raccoons, we have free, slightly cratered room to build a whole new playground! Don't think of it as a bleak reminder of a distant disaster, the details of which have been blacked out in all the requested files, but as a blank slate, where we can design and create to our hearts' content while stretching our budget's limits and your Director's patience.
While my request for funding has been returned to me in burnt embers, I'm confident that we'll find a solution in one of color-coded, alphabetized binders I took the liberty of preparing on the train here. Now, these binders were planned with midwestern farmland in mind, but don't worry! When I saw the train was continuing past flat, golden farmland and into flatter, sometimes submerged land, I created a new set of binders for wetland settings, swampland settings, and - just in case - dry desert settings. I used scratch and sniff stickers on these, so please, feel free to sniff my handouts. I will actually be offended if you don't! Just kidding, it's okay if you don't want to sniff them. But you really should. Especially the goldenish ones, those are warm honey.
It's okay if you don't want to use any of these ideas, although I spent a lot of time on them and I think they're really really awesome. This is your playground, and group creative brainstorming can produce some really great ideas! So what I want you to do is get into groups of four, take a binder and some markers, and come up with some things you want to see in a park or playground. I think fifty ideas in about ten minutes should be good, right?
We need to work hard to get this playground going! Remember, just like my grandmother said, you can sleep when you're dead. And if you're dead, then you don't need sleep - you're dead! Wake up and get back to work on your park!
Character: Leliana
Series: Dragon Age: Origins
Character Age: Probably 20-something
Job: Fashion Consultant
Canon: Dragon Age: Origins is a video game set In A World (tm) of swords, sorcery, elves, and other high fantasy tropes, where the country of Ferelden is being overrun by demons called the Darkspawn. The only people who are able to fight the Darkspawn are the elite warriors called the Grey Wardens. Unfortunately, most of them are dead. As one of the last Grey Wardens in Ferelden, the player must run all over the map raising armies, sorting out succession crises, and generally preparing to end the Darkspawn invasion once and for all. Of course, they will also need to acquire a Ragtag Bunch of Companions to aid them in this quest.
Leliana is one of these companions. Before joining the party, she was a Sister of the Chantry, Ferelden's major religion, and she's about as optimistic and sincere in her faith as one might expect of someone who's devoted her life to the Maker. Then again, she also has a mischievous streak, a suspicious amount of skill at picking locks and pockets, and a store of colorful anecdotes about her life inFrance Orlais before entering the cloister. She also appreciates the finer things in life -- music, dancing, fine foods, pretty clothes and shoes. She can be a little tactless at times, and maybe she talks a bit too much, but on the whole she's quite well-meaning and almost always willing to try to see the best in people.
Sample Post:
Hello! It seems I've been hired as your Fashion Consultant. I admit I never knew that such a job existed. Imagine, being paid just to tell someone what to wear! Mind you, I knew a few fine ladies in Orlais who could have used such a service. I don't recommend telling them that, though. Unless you're trying to get a rise out of them, which can be rather funny. But there are usually better ways to do that. I once caused an uproar in the court of a certain noble lady using a handkerchief and a mouse which had- oh, but I shouldn't get into that now.
... Where was I? Oh, yes. As your fashion consultant, I'm here to help you make the most of what the Maker has given you. You're all quite beautiful already, in your unique way — I've never seen creatures quite like you before, actually, with such brightly-colored fur. No matter who or what you are, though, the right accessories can make anyone shine just that much more. Naturally what matters most in the end is what is in your heart, but looking your best can give you more confidence — and of course, it's fun.
It is a bit hard to know where to begin when you don't seem to be wearing any clothes at the moment, but you have that lovely purple fur. Something in pink would complement it quite nicely, I think, or perhaps gold, if you want to be daring. As for the material, well, I would suggest something light, like silk, but I don't think that would last very long in a swamp. It's no wonder none of you have any nice things if you have to trudge around in this muck all day doing... what is it that you do around here? ... Ah. I'm sorry I asked.
Oh, I see someone else has joined my audience. If you don't mind my saying so, you look a little undead... but if the undead want to feel pretty every now and then, who am I to judge? Just so long as you don't get violent — as much as I appreciate accessories, this dagger isn't decorative. As long as you understand that, I'm happy to help. Let's see, then, what would you say your best attribute is? Your brains? That's not quite what I meant — intelligence is important too, of course, but we're talking about looks right now, and brains aren't something other people can see, are they?
... Oh. Oh, dear. Perhaps we should look into hats.
Character: Turanga Leela
Series: Futurama
Character Age: 35
Job: Flight Instructor
Canon: After being cryogenically frozen on New Year’s Eve, 1999, a deadbeat pizza delivery boy named Philip J. Fry wakes up in the year 3000 to find that the New York he knew is long gone. In its place is the aptly-named New New York, populated with aliens, robots, and pretty much every other future cliche you can think of. While settling into his new life, he becomes a part of Planet Express, a space delivery crew, and shenanigans ensue as he learns how to live in the future... which turns out to be not as difficult as he might have expected.
Leela serves as the captain and pilot of the Planet Express ship, being the most competent member of the main cast. A one-eyed mutant, Leela’s past as an orphan and her bad track record with relationships didn’t exactly lend themselves to a happy life, but she’s made the best of it... mostly. She’s charismatic, determined, and self-reliant; she definitely knows how to take responsibility when she needs to. With a strong love for everything living and an occasional maternal attitude, she’s a pretty nice person overall. She can be very impatient and bossy, though, and she has a hell of a mean temper; get on her bad side and she won’t hesitate to show off her martial arts skills.
Sample Entry:
All right, listen up, campers. My name is Leela, and from now on, I’m going to be your new flight instructor. Before we start, I’m going to say a few things that I’m sure at least a couple of you are probably thinking about right now. First off, yes, I’m a cyclops from the future—the 31st century, to be exact. Second, yes, I’m a trained pilot; my lack of depth perception isn’t going to endanger anybody, just as long as I don’t have to throw anything. Third, don’t even think about making any jokes; chances are, I’ve already heard something like it a hundred times before. Plus, you don’t see me talking about how you all are different from me, do you? Got it? Good. Moving on... I’m not really sure why you’d need to learn how to fly a ship if we’re going to be stuck here until whoever’s in charge decides to let us go, but it’s what they’re telling me to do, so I’m gonna do it. Besides, who knows—you might end up having to fly your way out of an emergency someday, and you’ll be glad you learned a thing or two here.
Now, who here has ever flown a ship before? ... No one? Well, I guess I should have seen that coming. That’s perfectly all right, though—everybody’s gotta start somewhere, after all. Luckily for us, all the laptops here come with a copy of a flight simulator program! Sure, they’re a lot older than what I’m used to, but I’m sure we can manage. I mean, even if there were enough actual ships here, I kind of doubt anyone would have let us use them, anyway. Something tells me I’d be in big trouble if half the class divebombed into the swamp while the other half crashed into the barrier, and that’s not exactly something I want to have on my conscience for the rest of my life. I have enough on my plate. Don’t even get me started on the environmental issues and repercussions.
Anyway, if you reach under your desks, you’ll find a laptop—don’t worry about the swamp gunk on them, that’s just from a run-in with the giant squid. You guys call her Marcy, right? I think she’s pretty cute! I think all she wanted to do was play, so I let her use a few for a little while. No harm in that, right? I mean, a little swamp slime never killed anybody... well, as long as it wasn’t toxic, that is. Anyway, when you turn on the machine... oh, geez, Windows 7? Talk about ancient technology! I didn’t expect it to be this outdated—we’re up to Windows ∞ where I’m from. No wonder they called these the stupid ages—how the hell are you supposed to work this thing? Ugh, I’ll never take the stuff I’m used to for granted again.
... You know what, why don’t we just take a field trip around the camp in my ship instead? Does that sound good to everyone? All right, then! Meet me outside Cabin 1I in half an hour. —What did I say about cracking jokes? I’m not here to listen to that kind of crap, and I’m not against shoving my boot you-know-where if I have to. I’ve got my eye on you.
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Name: Irene Adler.
Age: 31.
Series: Sherlock (2010).
Job: Camp Gamekeeper
Canon: Sherlock is a modern-day reboot of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's classic Sherlock Holmes series, in which the titular character is a sociopathic consulting detective who solves mysteries with the aid of his partner John Watson, a recently-returned veteran of the Afghanistan war. Together, they travel all across London following case after case, each one more perplexing and intricate than the last. With the success of their endeavors garnering considerable media attention, Sherlock is drawn into a hidden web of seriously dangerous criminal activity. It soon becomes clear that there are rather dangerous individuals watching him, and they enjoy playing high-stakes games--most of which involve human lives.
Irene Adler's had her eye on Sherlock and his antics for a while, but only recently did he notice her when she emerged at the center of a burgeoning scandal. It seemed Miss Adler held all the cards (or in this case, compromising photos on her BlackBerry), and despite Sherlock's best attempts, she outwitted him and got away. Clever, quick-witted, and deviously manipulative, Irene is a mischievously coy schemer in her own right--one who's not above playing dirty to get what she wants. Coming out on top is what matters to Irene, and it motivates her to dominate in both her professional occupation as a dominatrix and in her criminal hobbies. While she gives the impression of being fairly open--something she uses to her advantage--in truth, she's very subtle when she wants to be. She can be a genial person, but has few qualms about using others, even at the cost of their lives--and even less qualms when it comes to playing games.
Sample Post:
Miss Sayre, I have to say I had more faith in your taste than this silly attempt at tyranny. You can do so much better than these slow primates bumbling about the place--and I'm not just talking about the gorillas. Everything's so dull once the spark of creation's worn off, I suppose. You were so much brighter at the beginning of this project, weren't you? At least, that's the impression I was given. After all, the start of a relationship is always the most exciting, the most passionate, and the most deadly. But I know spending too much time alone with men, especially "clever" men, can dull your senses. Is that why you've not seen fit to show your pretty little face for so long, Elizabeth? Too preoccupied with... work? Mm, that is disappointing. You'll have to catch me up over dinner--if you like, I can even call you "queen". You do seem to be the type to prefer the royal treatment.
Until then, I've some ideas for improving the environment of your little playground. Hmm, I think what your lab rats are really lacking is discipline. I suppose I could provide some, being your new "Gamekeeper"--after all, it is my area of expertise. I take it there are no objections? Seeing as you're already engaged, in a manner of speaking. And it does look like you could use an extra hand.
Now, I've known some scientists--well, I've known what they like, and they always tell me the best way to deal with having a pet you experiment on is to train it first. Admittedly that advice always comes from behind a gag, so it can be hard to interpret... of course, training involves both discipline and reward, and if you're going to have a lot of pets at once you need a strict regimen in order to keep them all in line. That's what you're lacking right now, unfortunately, and if you want to keep them from acting out too much, you'll need to break them in. If you'd like, I can loan you one of my riding crops? It's an excellent tool to use if an unforgettable beating is what you're after.
What you'll need to be careful of is if your pets start to wise up to what you're doing to them. There's only so many times you can jab a needle in them while caressing their fur that they'll forgive you, and the smarter ones will bite back if you're not keeping them in line. It's always unpleasant when that happens, and they get so smug about it later... even more so when they're a bit dumb to begin with. You've got plenty of experience with that, don't you Elizabeth? I've seen your situation enough times before to know the tell-tale signs. Now, this is just a bit of advice, woman-to-woman: whatever you do, don't get soft. If you think of everything as a game, even a potential loss can be twisted to your benefit... but that's only if you play it right.
I could go on, but I think that'll do as a sneak preview of what's in store--both for you and your pets. It's only unfortunate that I can't take things a step further, but that's where I have to compliment your creativity; you've come up with an excellent way to keep them begging for more.
Poll #9305 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 53
In or out?
Character: Leslie Knope
Series: Parks and Recreation
Character Age: 36
Job: Playground Supervisor
Canon: Parks and Recreation is an NBC show about one parks and recreation department's quest to better the small town of Pawnee, Indiana with - naturally - parks! This quest would be a lot easier if the department weren't constantly challenged by funding issues, loudly opinionated citizens, the ever-present and growing stronger raccoon problem, and employee apathy, but luckily for the city of Pawnee, they have Leslie Knope.
Leslie Knope is a deputy department director with high goals and aspirations. Her high energy (partially fuelled by her consumption of disturbingly high quantities of sugary foods), boundless confidence, and near endless optimism, along with her cheerful and ready-to-help nature, have drawn people to her and endeared many, while annoying others, often by being forceful and overbearing in her opinions or somewhat childish in her reactions. Leslie firmly believes in parks, government, and that she will some day be the inspirational first female president ever, a goal she has had since she was a small, over-achieving child. While she can talk too much and make some verbal faux pas when caught off-guard, when she has time to prepare, Leslie can be an organizational monster, and enjoys taking on much more work than she should rightly be able to handle. But it's all worth it, because in the end, she is that much closer to making the people of her city happy (she hopes).
Sample Post:
Greetings, proud campers of Fud, sister city-like entity to Pawnee! I am Leslie Knope, your new Playground Supervisor, but you can just call me Ms Knope. Or Supervisor Knope. Or Future Ms President Knope! Haha, just kidding about that last one. No I'm not. I am honoured to join you here on your massive, Director-run farm. -that is a mistake, I meant swamp and forgot to correct my card. I am honoured to join you here on your massive, Director-run swamp!
On the train trip here, I organized some binders of ideas for a playground. And then I finished those early, so I also took the liberty of assigning myself some new jobs, since none of these were listed as "taken" on the supplementary reading material I asked the Director to send me. They are, in no particular order:
-Pawnee Parks and Recreation Department Representative
-Deputy Ruggedly Dignified Wilderness Advisor
-Sugar Substitute Taste Tester
-Head of Nature-Related Arts and Crafts Activities
-American Herstorian
-Strong Female Role Model
-Pants Queen (watch yourself, fellow counselors!)
Now, I know you guys don't have a proper playground, because your last one was destroyed in a "supernatural disaster", as your Director told me in her letter. But the great news is that you still have space for one! Instead of just the rusted, urine-soaked remains of what was once a fun park that has now been overrun by raccoons, we have free, slightly cratered room to build a whole new playground! Don't think of it as a bleak reminder of a distant disaster, the details of which have been blacked out in all the requested files, but as a blank slate, where we can design and create to our hearts' content while stretching our budget's limits and your Director's patience.
While my request for funding has been returned to me in burnt embers, I'm confident that we'll find a solution in one of color-coded, alphabetized binders I took the liberty of preparing on the train here. Now, these binders were planned with midwestern farmland in mind, but don't worry! When I saw the train was continuing past flat, golden farmland and into flatter, sometimes submerged land, I created a new set of binders for wetland settings, swampland settings, and - just in case - dry desert settings. I used scratch and sniff stickers on these, so please, feel free to sniff my handouts. I will actually be offended if you don't! Just kidding, it's okay if you don't want to sniff them. But you really should. Especially the goldenish ones, those are warm honey.
It's okay if you don't want to use any of these ideas, although I spent a lot of time on them and I think they're really really awesome. This is your playground, and group creative brainstorming can produce some really great ideas! So what I want you to do is get into groups of four, take a binder and some markers, and come up with some things you want to see in a park or playground. I think fifty ideas in about ten minutes should be good, right?
We need to work hard to get this playground going! Remember, just like my grandmother said, you can sleep when you're dead. And if you're dead, then you don't need sleep - you're dead! Wake up and get back to work on your park!
Poll #9306 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 57
In or out?
Character: Leliana
Series: Dragon Age: Origins
Character Age: Probably 20-something
Job: Fashion Consultant
Canon: Dragon Age: Origins is a video game set In A World (tm) of swords, sorcery, elves, and other high fantasy tropes, where the country of Ferelden is being overrun by demons called the Darkspawn. The only people who are able to fight the Darkspawn are the elite warriors called the Grey Wardens. Unfortunately, most of them are dead. As one of the last Grey Wardens in Ferelden, the player must run all over the map raising armies, sorting out succession crises, and generally preparing to end the Darkspawn invasion once and for all. Of course, they will also need to acquire a Ragtag Bunch of Companions to aid them in this quest.
Leliana is one of these companions. Before joining the party, she was a Sister of the Chantry, Ferelden's major religion, and she's about as optimistic and sincere in her faith as one might expect of someone who's devoted her life to the Maker. Then again, she also has a mischievous streak, a suspicious amount of skill at picking locks and pockets, and a store of colorful anecdotes about her life in
Sample Post:
Hello! It seems I've been hired as your Fashion Consultant. I admit I never knew that such a job existed. Imagine, being paid just to tell someone what to wear! Mind you, I knew a few fine ladies in Orlais who could have used such a service. I don't recommend telling them that, though. Unless you're trying to get a rise out of them, which can be rather funny. But there are usually better ways to do that. I once caused an uproar in the court of a certain noble lady using a handkerchief and a mouse which had- oh, but I shouldn't get into that now.
... Where was I? Oh, yes. As your fashion consultant, I'm here to help you make the most of what the Maker has given you. You're all quite beautiful already, in your unique way — I've never seen creatures quite like you before, actually, with such brightly-colored fur. No matter who or what you are, though, the right accessories can make anyone shine just that much more. Naturally what matters most in the end is what is in your heart, but looking your best can give you more confidence — and of course, it's fun.
It is a bit hard to know where to begin when you don't seem to be wearing any clothes at the moment, but you have that lovely purple fur. Something in pink would complement it quite nicely, I think, or perhaps gold, if you want to be daring. As for the material, well, I would suggest something light, like silk, but I don't think that would last very long in a swamp. It's no wonder none of you have any nice things if you have to trudge around in this muck all day doing... what is it that you do around here? ... Ah. I'm sorry I asked.
Oh, I see someone else has joined my audience. If you don't mind my saying so, you look a little undead... but if the undead want to feel pretty every now and then, who am I to judge? Just so long as you don't get violent — as much as I appreciate accessories, this dagger isn't decorative. As long as you understand that, I'm happy to help. Let's see, then, what would you say your best attribute is? Your brains? That's not quite what I meant — intelligence is important too, of course, but we're talking about looks right now, and brains aren't something other people can see, are they?
... Oh. Oh, dear. Perhaps we should look into hats.
Poll #9307 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 55
In or out?
Character: Turanga Leela
Series: Futurama
Character Age: 35
Job: Flight Instructor
Canon: After being cryogenically frozen on New Year’s Eve, 1999, a deadbeat pizza delivery boy named Philip J. Fry wakes up in the year 3000 to find that the New York he knew is long gone. In its place is the aptly-named New New York, populated with aliens, robots, and pretty much every other future cliche you can think of. While settling into his new life, he becomes a part of Planet Express, a space delivery crew, and shenanigans ensue as he learns how to live in the future... which turns out to be not as difficult as he might have expected.
Leela serves as the captain and pilot of the Planet Express ship, being the most competent member of the main cast. A one-eyed mutant, Leela’s past as an orphan and her bad track record with relationships didn’t exactly lend themselves to a happy life, but she’s made the best of it... mostly. She’s charismatic, determined, and self-reliant; she definitely knows how to take responsibility when she needs to. With a strong love for everything living and an occasional maternal attitude, she’s a pretty nice person overall. She can be very impatient and bossy, though, and she has a hell of a mean temper; get on her bad side and she won’t hesitate to show off her martial arts skills.
Sample Entry:
All right, listen up, campers. My name is Leela, and from now on, I’m going to be your new flight instructor. Before we start, I’m going to say a few things that I’m sure at least a couple of you are probably thinking about right now. First off, yes, I’m a cyclops from the future—the 31st century, to be exact. Second, yes, I’m a trained pilot; my lack of depth perception isn’t going to endanger anybody, just as long as I don’t have to throw anything. Third, don’t even think about making any jokes; chances are, I’ve already heard something like it a hundred times before. Plus, you don’t see me talking about how you all are different from me, do you? Got it? Good. Moving on... I’m not really sure why you’d need to learn how to fly a ship if we’re going to be stuck here until whoever’s in charge decides to let us go, but it’s what they’re telling me to do, so I’m gonna do it. Besides, who knows—you might end up having to fly your way out of an emergency someday, and you’ll be glad you learned a thing or two here.
Now, who here has ever flown a ship before? ... No one? Well, I guess I should have seen that coming. That’s perfectly all right, though—everybody’s gotta start somewhere, after all. Luckily for us, all the laptops here come with a copy of a flight simulator program! Sure, they’re a lot older than what I’m used to, but I’m sure we can manage. I mean, even if there were enough actual ships here, I kind of doubt anyone would have let us use them, anyway. Something tells me I’d be in big trouble if half the class divebombed into the swamp while the other half crashed into the barrier, and that’s not exactly something I want to have on my conscience for the rest of my life. I have enough on my plate. Don’t even get me started on the environmental issues and repercussions.
Anyway, if you reach under your desks, you’ll find a laptop—don’t worry about the swamp gunk on them, that’s just from a run-in with the giant squid. You guys call her Marcy, right? I think she’s pretty cute! I think all she wanted to do was play, so I let her use a few for a little while. No harm in that, right? I mean, a little swamp slime never killed anybody... well, as long as it wasn’t toxic, that is. Anyway, when you turn on the machine... oh, geez, Windows 7? Talk about ancient technology! I didn’t expect it to be this outdated—we’re up to Windows ∞ where I’m from. No wonder they called these the stupid ages—how the hell are you supposed to work this thing? Ugh, I’ll never take the stuff I’m used to for granted again.
... You know what, why don’t we just take a field trip around the camp in my ship instead? Does that sound good to everyone? All right, then! Meet me outside Cabin 1I in half an hour. —What did I say about cracking jokes? I’m not here to listen to that kind of crap, and I’m not against shoving my boot you-know-where if I have to. I’ve got my eye on you.
Poll #9308 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 56
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LESLIE
LEELA
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laydeez~~~
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all ins
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GOSH THESE ROUNDS
All in!! ♥
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so many wonderful ladies
LESLIE YOU ARE PERFECT
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Leslie, your app is perfection.
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But you're still not my girlfriend.
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AND THEN I READ ONE APP BEFORE PIZZA CAME. Leslie got an in, I'll be back if the round isn't closed.
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oh captain my captain
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Leela, LESLIE!!!!, Irene in. Votinating on the rest after my shower!!
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Abstain on Irene
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All in!
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