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campfuckuvote2015-10-25 12:00 am
redmarksthespot) wrote in campfuckuvote2015-10-25 12:00 am
don't run away it's only me
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!
- The fifth of November.
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Character: Sans
Series: Undertale
Character Age: Unknown; considered an adult given that he holds down a number of jobs (that he promptly slacks off from)
Job: Resident Odd Jobsman
Canon: (spoiler free!) Undertale focuses on a young protagonist who finds themselves making their way through the underground which is inhabited by monsters. They can either make friends with the monsters to progress or kill everyone in their path, depending on the player's inclinations. Along the way, various monsters will either try to help or hinder our young hero (or genocidal maniac, depending), all while a flower whispers sweet nothings of murder into people's ears. Just go with it.
Sans is a skeleton monster and the brother of a royal guard wannabe by the name of Papyrus. Although Sans holds down many jobs and is canonically stated to be one of the smartest characters in the game, he is also extremely lazy and can often be caught napping on the job or finding new and unique ways to blow work off. Sans has a particular fondness for terrible puns and will work them into normal conversation whenever he can. He initially comes off as a friendly sort — easy-going, unmotivated, the sort of guy you'd maybe want to kick back with. But beneath all of that is a guy who cares very much for his brother and can, under the right set of circumstances, be pushed into action. And if that happens and you're not on his good side? Well, buddy. You're gonna have a bad time.
note: while Sans does "speak" in the Comic Sans font as a gimmick in the game, for the sake of everyone's eyeballs that will not be used in the application.
Sample Entry:
Tell us about yourself in a few words.
zzz . . .
. . . Tell us about yourself in a few words.
zzz . . .
Tell us about yourself in a few words.
— oh. Hey. Didn't see you there. I must have been bone tired.
. . . tough crowd. Well. The name's Sans. I do jobs sometimes. And sometimes, I don't, 'cause other jobs need doing. It happens.
Why are you joining our happy community?
I'm always looking for work. And then I'm always looking for ways to not do my job. And you guys seem to like paying people in peanuts to not do their jobs. Seems like a match made in heaven to me.
Why are you a valuable asset to this camp?
I'm not. But at least I'm honest about it, right? Though if you need a guy to teach a course in power napping, hey. Give me a ring. We could all have a skelesta. Heh.
Do you consider yourself squeamish? Please provide an example.
. . . Buddy. Look, I don't know what you've heard about us skeletons, but we do have a stomach for a lot of things. Though in fairness, roaches are a no go for me. Those things? Fe-roach-ous.
Would you be able to dispose of the flesh of the undead? How?
Goes in the garbage like anything else, right? I wouldn't know, I'm not even flesh and bone, just the bone part.
Do you have any deep personal traumas you might inexplicably be compelled to share in this questionnaire? Please describe.
Hey now, that doesn't seem like a bright idea to me. But what do I know? I figured this'd be some kind of casual interview where you and me, we kick back, have a drink, talk about the world and zombies and maybe how to convince 'em to shower or at least wear pants more often. Tell a few bad jokes, have a few laughs, you know? But here you are, asking about flesh of the undead and deep personal traumas — that'd make anyone pause before spilling their guts, you know? If they had 'em, anyway.
Do you find these questions increasingly unnerving? Why/Why not?
I gotta say the whole situation's pretty humerus if you ask me. Hey, I'm not the kind of guy who'd give you a sternum warning or anything! I'm just ribbing you here. Look, to answer your question, I'd really have to sleep on it. How about we get back to it after my after-after-afternoon nap, alright?
- 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!
- The fifth of November.
Now
Character: Sans
Series: Undertale
Character Age: Unknown; considered an adult given that he holds down a number of jobs (that he promptly slacks off from)
Job: Resident Odd Jobsman
Canon: (spoiler free!) Undertale focuses on a young protagonist who finds themselves making their way through the underground which is inhabited by monsters. They can either make friends with the monsters to progress or kill everyone in their path, depending on the player's inclinations. Along the way, various monsters will either try to help or hinder our young hero (or genocidal maniac, depending), all while a flower whispers sweet nothings of murder into people's ears. Just go with it.
Sans is a skeleton monster and the brother of a royal guard wannabe by the name of Papyrus. Although Sans holds down many jobs and is canonically stated to be one of the smartest characters in the game, he is also extremely lazy and can often be caught napping on the job or finding new and unique ways to blow work off. Sans has a particular fondness for terrible puns and will work them into normal conversation whenever he can. He initially comes off as a friendly sort — easy-going, unmotivated, the sort of guy you'd maybe want to kick back with. But beneath all of that is a guy who cares very much for his brother and can, under the right set of circumstances, be pushed into action. And if that happens and you're not on his good side? Well, buddy. You're gonna have a bad time.
note: while Sans does "speak" in the Comic Sans font as a gimmick in the game, for the sake of everyone's eyeballs that will not be used in the application.
Sample Entry:
Tell us about yourself in a few words.
zzz . . .
. . . Tell us about yourself in a few words.
zzz . . .
Tell us about yourself in a few words.
— oh. Hey. Didn't see you there. I must have been bone tired.
. . . tough crowd. Well. The name's Sans. I do jobs sometimes. And sometimes, I don't, 'cause other jobs need doing. It happens.
Why are you joining our happy community?
I'm always looking for work. And then I'm always looking for ways to not do my job. And you guys seem to like paying people in peanuts to not do their jobs. Seems like a match made in heaven to me.
Why are you a valuable asset to this camp?
I'm not. But at least I'm honest about it, right? Though if you need a guy to teach a course in power napping, hey. Give me a ring. We could all have a skelesta. Heh.
Do you consider yourself squeamish? Please provide an example.
. . . Buddy. Look, I don't know what you've heard about us skeletons, but we do have a stomach for a lot of things. Though in fairness, roaches are a no go for me. Those things? Fe-roach-ous.
Would you be able to dispose of the flesh of the undead? How?
Goes in the garbage like anything else, right? I wouldn't know, I'm not even flesh and bone, just the bone part.
Do you have any deep personal traumas you might inexplicably be compelled to share in this questionnaire? Please describe.
Hey now, that doesn't seem like a bright idea to me. But what do I know? I figured this'd be some kind of casual interview where you and me, we kick back, have a drink, talk about the world and zombies and maybe how to convince 'em to shower or at least wear pants more often. Tell a few bad jokes, have a few laughs, you know? But here you are, asking about flesh of the undead and deep personal traumas — that'd make anyone pause before spilling their guts, you know? If they had 'em, anyway.
Do you find these questions increasingly unnerving? Why/Why not?
I gotta say the whole situation's pretty humerus if you ask me. Hey, I'm not the kind of guy who'd give you a sternum warning or anything! I'm just ribbing you here. Look, to answer your question, I'd really have to sleep on it. How about we get back to it after my after-after-afternoon nap, alright?
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